Since getting Feijian Zidian, 'Li Xuan''s itinerary seems to be much more interesting.
Although this sword is limited by the quality of the material and the refining conditions, it is still not a first-class fairy sword, but it is also comparable to the stubborn iron tempered by extraordinary fire. Far, if the texture of the Zidian sword is better, the effect of the escape technique will be even better.
Therefore, every time he went to a place inaccessible, he would always drive his sword, turn into a ray of light, and drive through recklessly, until he severely disturbed the animals and birds in the forest. However, because he was afraid of losing his way, his range of activities was limited. It's just controlled within a radius of ten miles, and the sword light is also very low. Even so, it greatly made him look good for a while, and he gradually became more comfortable with the Tiandun swordsmanship, but this also accelerated him unconsciously. speed of travel.
After going like this for a few more days, I saw that the mountain gradually slowed down, and villages appeared from time to time. After asking someone to inquire, I found out that the boundless 100,000 mountains were behind me...
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In the south of Shiwan Dashan, behind a hill, there is a small open land, but there are green trees, fragrant grass everywhere, the fragrance of flowers brought by the breeze, decorated with colorful butterflies and honey, and birds singing happily. When people see it, they can't help being in it, letting the fragrance of flowers blow on their faces, using the sky as a mattress and the ground as a couch, and feeling the urge to feel the breeze and clouds, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
The scenery is good, and the land is good, except for a bump in the center of the open space. Although it is also covered with weeds, it stands out in this flat open space, giving people a sense of incongruity.
'Li Xuan' stood quietly, looking affectionately at the little soil bag in front of him, the breeze gently lifted the corners of his clothes and brushed the two strands of long hair on his forehead; when he closed his eyes, two crystals came out quietly. The corners of his eyes slipped, for a long, long time...
"Yan'er, how have you been all these years? Do you miss me? It's lonely here alone..." The great sadness that had been buried for more than ten years rose from his chest. Can't extricate myself for a long time...
The heart is dead, the tears are dry, and the soul is also pulled when I can't bear to look back.
Waking up from a dream, I can't feel the love, and the past can't be wiped away like smoke.
Both virtual and real, both love and hate, Yeluo Wusheng spends self-mutilation.
The only way is to search and search, deserted, desolate and miserable;
But helpless, forever and ever, this love lasts forever!
The years are like a song, and the process of life is like a melody with ups and downs, with excitement at the high point and depression at the low point, but life is just like a song, singing uninterruptedly from the first note to the end, and then at the end of the song. After death, there is still a kind of melancholy full of memories of life left in the world. Song is beautiful but short, isn't love the same? Always inadvertently everything has passed away, the most beautiful things are often left in the memory irreparably, but it is irretrievable...
Putting aside the past, 'Li Xuan' couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, looking at the vast and boundless sky stretching into the distance, peaceful and distant, but his heart was full of sadness. The breath of early spring mixed with the fragrance of soil rushes towards his face. In the depths of his heart, in the dead silence of cold ashes, infinite vitality is faintly sprouting...Let it be, don't forget and don't help...a kind of natural understanding and A faint melancholy lingered in his heart. At this moment, he felt that he seemed to have grasped something, which was not very clear, but it was real. His thoughts suddenly became clear during the ups and downs, life and death, and unconsciously, a vague understanding rose in his heart...
The death of 'Yan Ran' was unforgettable to 'Li Xuan', but it happened that this sad ending allowed him to have a new understanding of the so-called flowers and flowers in the world from the perspective of an outsider. Clear and clear understanding, this cannot but be said to be a kind of chance, as the saying goes: "If there is no confusion in the previous life, then the enlightenment in this life?"
Under the sky and the sky, every peck and drink are all linked together, and the karma flows, and there is no falsehood at all.
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In a valley not far from the hill, there was a ten-year-old cowherd boy, with a weed in his mouth, humming a little tune, lying on his back, beside him was a fat old scalper. At that time, he was leisurely nibbling the green grass on the ground.
Suddenly, a rapid and violent sound of friction pierced through the tranquility of the mountain forest, and reached the cowherd boy's ears. He got up and looked around suspiciously...
In the sight covered by the dense forest, a burst of gray smoke spread over the treetops and drifted into the distance.
Seeing this scene, the cowherd boy felt strange in his heart, and thought to himself: "Then there is such a loud noise of smoke and dust? Let me go and have a look!" Thinking, he tied the old scalper to a tree, and turned to face the smoke and dust. direction to run.
Climbing up a small hill, the cowherd boy was stunned when he saw the scene not far away—on the grassland called the col by the locals, there was originally only a small dirt bag, but now there appeared out of thin air a completely made of grass. The huge tomb made of elongated stone strips occupied nearly half of the lawn, and there were gravels everywhere under the rocky hill not far away, and some undissipated stone powder was still floating in the air.
The cowherd boy clearly remembered that when he passed by at noon, the grass was still everywhere, the rocks were hideous, and it was completely different from the scene in front of him...
In front of the huge tomb, a taller stone tablet stands impressively. Looking closely, the whole body is smooth. ".
The handwriting is three points into the stone, round and round, not like a knife carving at all; on the top of the tombstone, a stone lily "blooms" delicately, as white as jade... That used to be Ji Feixue's favorite flower during his lifetime!
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Wangyu City is located in the eastern part of Shiwan Dashan, and it is the largest capital of the Shiwan Dashan generation. The turbulent Yangtze River and its largest tributary, the Han River, run through the capital, dividing the capital into three parts. Due to the unique geographical environment, its majestic and heroic scenery also shows a beautiful charm.
The rising sun in the morning hangs half-covered on the river like a shy girl, emitting thousands of golden rays; not far from Linjiang, there are huge towers standing majestically, with gold-plated glass reflecting the sunlight, From a distance, it looks like a cluster of blooming purple gold flowers, and the well-planned roads are dotted like ribbons. Pedestrians shuttle back and forth, creating a busy and rhythmic atmosphere.
In the bustling crowd, there was a tall young man wearing a coarse sermon robe, a gourd hanging from his waist, and a half-clothed, half-clothed young man standing there. A slight stubble appeared under the lip line, and the shoulder-length hair was casually tied behind his head, giving him a bohemian and unrestrained appearance.
The appearance of this person was like a stone falling into the calm water, immediately attracting strange eyes.
Looking at the scene in front of him, 'Li Xuan' felt a little lost in his heart. Everything in his memory no longer exists, and what remains in front of his eyes is only a strange back garden of the governor's mansion...
After sighing, he took a big step and walked away, leaving all kinds of criticism and talk behind him.
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"Hi! Look, that Taoist priest is so special! Which of the Taoist priests nowadays is not well-dressed, hugged in front and back, and it is rare to see such a shabby one!" A passer-by touched the people around him and said softly.
"You don't understand! The more you dress up like this, the better you are!" another passer-by said with a smile.
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Standing by the river, 'Li Xuan' stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the river, thoughtful.
At this time, the sky was clear and clear, the sun was shining brightly, the waves in the river were turbulent, and the golden light reflected like a brocade, like a golden snake with ten thousand roads, soaring on the blue waves. Accompanied by bursts of deep and long wind, the moist river wind came head-on, picked up the corner of 'Li Xuan''s clothes, and also took away the slight loss in his heart.
In this beautiful scenery of the spring river, he walked slowly forward along the riverside on the soft sandy beach. The river water gently caresses the soft sandy beach, making a gentle "swish" sound. The moist, vigorous river wind completely ignores the sun above, it is fresh and cool. Occasionally, he saw the small grass sprouts emerging from the sand on the beach, and suddenly felt that his body and mind were peaceful and peaceful, and the silent invisible vitality flowed in the depths of his heart, as if he had merged with the grass and was nourished in the embrace of nature. .
At this moment, 'Li Xuan' felt unspeakably excited and happy in his heart, as if something had been punctured, and before he knew it, the golden core in his body slowly spun, and the true energy flowed naturally in his body Between the sky, it goes round and round, without any sluggishness, it is a kind of vitality that coincides with nature. In an instant, a sense of ease surged into his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face...
In a secluded alley, 'Li Xuan' stood quietly. He looked around and found no one, then he patted his waist twice with his hands, and two thin black air floated out from his waist, fell on the ground and rolled into Yifeng, Yiyue's appearance.
"Yifeng, Yiyue pay homage to the Taoist priest."
Glancing at the two ghosts in front of him, 'Li Xuan' said, "Are you still used to living in my gourd recently?"
The two ghosts looked at each other, and said happily: "I'm sorry to trouble the Taoist priest, the five elements are very strong in the Taoist priest's treasure, and we are fine inside, our bodies are much more solid than before!"
"Well, that's good! I called you out today because there is something I need you to do."
"Please tell the Taoist priest, as long as you can do it, you must try your best to do it well." The two ghosts said in unison.
"You two go to this city now to inquire about a man named 'Chen Shaochong', and report back to me as soon as you have any news... But there is one thing, I want to tell you in advance, once you do something nonsense without telling me Don't blame me for being ruthless, at that time I can kill them with thunder and fire even if they are thousands of miles away, remember." After finishing speaking, 'Li Xuan' raised his hand and made two talismans, which fluttered and fell into the eyebrows of the two ghosts in an instant.
"With this seal, not only can you hide your aura, but I can also keep track of your whereabouts at any time... Go..."
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The night is slowly coming, and people who have been busy all day return to their homes one after another, enjoying the short tranquility after the busyness.
At the beginning of the night, the bustling city is still brilliant. At this time, in a bustling area beside the Yangtze River, a newly opened Spring Garden is holding lively celebrations.
Chen Shaochong was very happy today, he was finally able to run a Chunhuayuan. Seeing the celebrities from all walks of life who came to congratulate him, he was very excited and at the same time surprised by his father's influence. He knew that those unfamiliar faces were all very influential people in this city and even the province, but at this time they came here uninvited one by one. Of course he knew the "mystery" hidden here.
Chen Shaochong is forty years old this year. Although he is middle-aged, the footsteps of the years are not particularly merciful. A little bit of relaxation can be seen on his slightly fair face, and there is a little more maturity in those once moody eyes. . As the young master of a wealthy businessman, since he was twenty years old, he has been running around for his father's business. Although his ability is limited, he still handles it very well most of the time, but the means are not satisfactory. For this reason, His father has scolded him many times; I don’t know if it’s because of this reason, his father never let him go alone, he has restrictions everywhere, until now, he has only tacitly allowed him to open this Chunhuayuan, for which he was very excited. One night, Youdao stands at thirty, and is not confused at forty. At his age, if he does not make any achievements, he will basically have nothing to do. Maybe his old father also considered this.
"Haha, Young Master Chen, congratulations! Congratulations on your prosperous business and wealth..."
"Hehe! Thank you very much! Please take care of me in the future and support me a lot..."
While socializing, Chen Shaochong was delighted, turned his head to the long-clothed man beside him and said, "Master, look at this posture, I'm afraid that once my business opens, the business will not be successful! Haha..."
"That's right! Just look at these people who came to congratulate, they are either official lords or business tycoons. Under their care in the future, I really can't think of being popular... I didn't expect that senior brother would have such a skill!" After the long-clothed man finished speaking, There was a look of admiration on his face. In his mind, his senior brother, who is also Chen Shaochong's father, is not only highly cultivated, but also a good player in social and business warfare. The business of the master's family has only been in his hands for thirty years, and it has developed to such a degree. It is absolutely convincing.
There is just one thing that he can't figure out all the time. Seeing that Chen Shaochong is about to pass the age of cultivating Taoism and building a foundation, but his father still has no plans to teach him the mental method of practicing!
Seeing that the people who came to congratulate him were almost here, Chen Shaochong led the man in the long gown to the hall of Chunhuayuan, surrounded by several strong men in black brocade robes.
"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me. I'm here to support you today. Mrs. Chen would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you... Now please enjoy the services provided by our institute..." Chen Shaochong's resonant voice echoes in the hall.
"Wow..." There was applause mixed with congratulations, and then dozens of young girls carrying drinks interspersed in the crowd, and the hall was filled with glasses and plates, and it was very lively.
Chen Shaochong stood side by side with the lean man, with a smile of achievement on his face. Just when he was ecstasy, a waiter came towards him holding a big flower basket covered with a red cloth.
"Master, someone asked me to give it to you just now. He said he is your best friend and told me to hand it over to you!" the waiter said, handing over the flower basket with both hands.
"Best friend?" Chen Shaochong glanced at the waiter, took the basket in his hand, and thought: "I still have friends? Why don't I have such an impression!" For so many years, friends are the only thing for him Like a stepping stone, there is no distinction between good and bad, and it is thrown aside after being used, so that when he heard this word, his heart trembled slightly.
Holding the flower basket in his hand, Chen Shaochong suddenly felt a little heavy, which was different from ordinary flower baskets. Out of curiosity, he gently lifted the red cloth covering the flower basket... In an instant, his face changed from white to yellow, From yellow to purple, and then from purple to white—bad—“Fuck, who told you to bring it here?” Amidst the roar, Chen Shaochong raised his hand and slapped the waiter.
"Master Chen, what's the matter?" The long-clothed man was a little surprised when he saw Chen Shaochong's angry expression. He looked around and saw a miniature black lacquered coffin in the flower basket...
"This! What's going on here? Tell the truth, or you'll look good." The long-clothed man was also full of anger, pointing at the stunned waiter and yelling.
"Yes... yes... a man who couldn't see his face told me to send it!" the waiter covered his face with his hands and said in panic; , secretly cursing the person who asked him to send the flower basket while being afraid.
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Because Chen Shaochong's mood fluctuated greatly, and the arena was extremely quiet at the moment, his roar was spread. The hall became even more quiet for a moment. Everyone looked at each other and felt puzzled. Only a few sharp-eyed people saw the scene inside the flower basket.
"Fuck! Useless stuff..." Before Chen Shaochong finished speaking, he heard a voice from outside the hall door, "Master Chen, why did you lose your temper so much during the opening ceremony today?" The calm and heavy voice echoed in the In the hall, everyone couldn't help turning their heads, and saw a tall man in a gray windbreaker with a tall collar and a big-brimmed hat slowly walking in at the gate. The brim of the hat was pressed down so low that even with the best of eyesight, one could barely see a thin but tough lip line and a chin full of stubble.
The gray-clothed man came slowly, and everyone involuntarily opened a passage to both sides. People with a discerning eye could already guess a bit of the situation, and while they were speculating in their hearts, they all waited for the next thing to happen It's a good show, these people's minds are just that they call each other brothers today and turn against each other tomorrow. If everything involves interests or officialdom, there is nothing to talk about.
Seeing the man in windbreaker walking slowly, looking at the tall and burly figure, Chen Shaochong seemed to have a familiar feeling. Thousands of faces flashed in his mind instantly, but none of them could be hooked to the image of this man. "Uncle Shi, do you know this person?" Confused, he had to turn to the man in long gown beside him.
(to be continued)