Yuan Jingyan could only maintain the situation for the time being. He didn't have the extraordinary force, nor did Yuan Jingxu's ruthlessness. Originally, he couldn't suppress the situation, but with the letter left by the immortal saint, he got the favor of heaven. In the chaos, the Song court was stabilized in this way.
This is also the fundamental purpose of Xu Yi's last message. The relationship between him and Yuan Qinghua is over, but these souls of the Song Dynasty are innocent.
After taking power, it is impossible for Yuan Jingyan not to pay attention to the whereabouts of the immortal sage. Guang'an is the hometown of the immortal sage, so he naturally focuses on taking care of him.
The story of Jia Junpeng's encounter with a fairy spread like wildfire. Wang Ting received the news and immediately sent someone to verify it. What Jia Junpeng saw was Xu Yi's true face, so it was natural to verify it.
Jia Junpeng's good luck can't be imagined.
However, for some unknown reason, the whereabouts of the Immortal Saint stopped here, and no one explored it.
Xu Yi did not participate in Jia Junpeng's opportunity and excitement. After paying back the favor, he continued to sail upstream in that small boat. When he passed Rabbit Shou Mountain, he suddenly thought of King Bala, that stubborn and pure pink rabbit. .
Once the idea came up, he couldn't stop it, at that moment, he pinched his fingers, deduced the direction, set up the cloud head, and headed straight to the southeast, within half a stick of incense, he had already reached Longshou Peak.
In the past, the seven factions discussed Taoism and chose this place, but they were killed by the Qisha Soul Suppressing Monument. With the blood of countless living beings, the Soul Suppressing Card was activated, and the Void Temple was released. Xu Yi entered it, and in the inner demon hunting valley, Meet the pink bunny.
When the Void Temple was opened, countless mountains around Longshou Peak collapsed. Now when he came, the site of the collapse was still there, but there was no trace of the Void Temple.
But Xu Yi knew that the Void Temple could not be moved away, it was just hidden in another way.
He urged the starry sky lock breath technique, and quickly found the gap, holding the boundary card in his hand, and dodged in with a flick of his figure.
Entering the Void Temple, the incomprehensible restrictions that he saw back then were nothing but a trick to him, and he broke them with a snap of his fingers. He quickly entered the Demon Hunter Unit and found the tomb of the pink rabbit.
There were no traces of people or living beings in the Void Temple. Xu Yi calmly repaired the tomb of the pink rabbit, picked some bright red, put it aside, and sat in front of the grave for a whole day and night without saying a word. He bowed in the direction of the tomb as a farewell to his strangest friend.
After leaving the Void Temple, Xu Yi returned to the Nielongjiang River. The small boat was forbidden by him, and it still stopped at the same place. pillar-like peaks.
Xu Yi knew that Huiyin Mountain had arrived.
The galloping Nielongjiang River originated from the top of Huiyin Mountain and flowed endlessly through Xujia Village.
Xu Yi is back.
He returned to the ultimate destination of his trip, Xujia Village at the foot of Huiyin Mountain.
Xu Family Village is hidden in the deep mountains, even his Immortal Saint Yu Wei can only go to Guang'an Mansion, Furong Town.
After decades, this mountain village has hardly changed much.
Xu Yi even found the ruins of the long-abandoned thatched hut where he used to live, overgrown with weeds, and the tomb of Rhubarb behind the house was covered by weeds so that he couldn't see it.
His hometown was dilapidated, but Xu Yi felt very kind. He gladly took care of the dilapidated old wooden house and tidied up the tomb of Rhubarb.
It took him two full days to build a thatched hut on the spot, with his own hands and without the help of his thoughts. The front of the hut was filled with mountain spring water, and a vegetable garden was cultivated behind the hut.
There was a lot of movement on his side, and the old village chief of Xujia Village, who was very old, was attracted. As soon as he met him, the old village chief became excited and asked him if there was a person named "Xu Yi" in his ancestors.
Xu Yi immediately recognized the old village head. More than sixty years ago, when he was wandering around the surrounding villages, relying on storytelling to make a living, there was a young boy in the village who often followed him.
More than sixty years passed by in a flash, and the years hardly left any traces on his face, but his former partner was already gray-haired and dying.
He said, "Exactly, my Taizu's surname is Xu Yuyi, and he said that he was ordered by Taizu to come back to clean up the old house and pay homage to the ancestor's tomb."
The old village head kept saying "too similar", and asked him about the great ancestor Xu Yi, talking about the past, and then told him to be calm, Xujiacun will always be the home of the Xu family.
Xu Yi bid farewell to the old village chief, but in less than half an hour, villagers sent supplies one after another, no matter how much, they finally helped Xu Yi barely build the house.
After returning to Xujia Village, Xu Yi's mood was completely calm, but his Dao heart was breaking down a little bit. The originally clear sky became more ignorant and chaotic in his eyes day by day.
Xu Yi was not in a hurry, he settled down in Xu's Village, wandered around the nearby villages during the day, or listened to the gossip of the parents, or gathered around the children in the village to listen to him tell a few stories.
After a long time, his reputation spread, but more and more people came to listen to his story, and his reputation became bigger and bigger.
Every week in the village, there is a happy event, if Mr. Xu, who can tell stories, is not invited, the owner will lose face.
Planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, cutting firewood, hunting, fishing, spending a few lines of poetry in leisure time, and falling asleep to count the rain, he began to care about food and vegetables, and began to pay attention to seasons, solar terms, and weather.
He is becoming more and more like a pure mountain dweller, even in his dreams, he never imagined that there would be such a leisurely life.
But the leisurely look on his face could not conceal his worry after all, he could no longer comprehend God's will, which was extremely cruel for a strong man at the level of beheading corpses.
From the moment he was unable to comprehend God's will, his golden corpse began to decay. Once his golden corpse completely disappeared, he would completely degenerate into the mortal world.
Although Xu Yi was in a hurry, he acted slowly. He believed that the ultimate truth of the way of heaven he pursued so hard was hidden in this world of mortals.
He continued his life as a mountain dweller, and as time went by, his golden corpse had weakened to the point where only a faint afterimage remained.
Even with Xu Yi's mental tenacity, he couldn't help but start to despair.
He knows that it is his messy Dao heart that deceives the will of heaven, and what makes his Dao heart messy is the cause and effect that he cannot understand.
He escaped into the deep mountains, both escaping and entering the world. He wanted to use this method to test the principle of cause and effect. As Huang Mei said, the theory of cause and effect is the ultimate mystery of the way of heaven, and the only constant is change.
But this endless change makes people unable to grasp the clues, so how can we talk about comprehension.
"Forget it, I don't understand anymore, what's wrong with me, it's a big deal, you take this golden corpse, I will just find a way."
Tired of tormenting, Xu Yi pointed at the sky and cursed again.
Anyway, the hardships he has gone through are really innumerable, he wants to see if the golden corpse is gone, will he really be able to toss about
He really didn't believe in this evil.