On days of heavy snowfall, the streets and alleys of Shendu are particularly cold.
Walking in the snow, Ye Xiaoxiang had come to the towering gate of the city of Shendu, suddenly stopped and looked back, how many times he wanted to escape this cage, leave Shendu, leave Qianjin Yixiaolou, and now he really wants to leave. However, there was no sense of joy in my heart, but rather reluctance.
It turned out that he was not as free and easy as he imagined!
"Buy 'Tianpo Ice Lotus Porridge'! Five copper coins a bowl!" An old man shouted from the corner of the street.
The old man waved a large iron spoon and bought porridge in a dilapidated and outdated shed under the city gate.
The cold snow was rushing into the shed, and before it floated into the pot, it was melted by the heat.
"There is really a porridge to relieve worries in this world?" Ye Xiaoxiang walked to the bottom of the dilapidated shack, she didn't even know why she stopped here.
The old man was very enthusiastic. He put the pot and spoon into the iron pot, wiped his hands on the robe, and said with a smile: "Girl, you are worried! Drinking the smallpox ice lotus porridge I boiled will definitely make you feel free. No worries."
"How do you know I'm sad?" Ye Xiaoxiang stood in the snow, her eyelashes blinked, and snowflakes fell on her head and shoulders, forming a thin layer.
The old man said: "Most beautiful girls are sad. Some want true love, but they are afraid that others will just covet her beauty; some want tranquility, but they are destined to be harassed; some want Freedom, but there are many people who won't let her free. The more beautiful a girl is, the more troubled she will be. If a girl is beautiful, isn't your trouble bigger than the sky?"
Ye Xiaoxiang said, "You're right. I just want to study the rhythm and seek the most extreme Divine Comedy of Heavenly Sound in the world, but the hustle and bustle of the world always makes my heart unable to calm down."
"Why is my heart not calm?" the old man asked.
Ye Xiaoxiang's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't say a word.
The old man smiled knowingly and said: "Do you have a sweetheart? Haha! Looking at your appearance, it seems that Laodao guessed right. You have a sweetheart, but you are still worried, which shows that you are not his sweetheart. If you continue to be so persistent, You will only suffer yourself."
"This... I also know the truth." Ye Xiaoxiang sighed.
"Now that you know, you should understand. Instead of living for others, why don't you live for yourself?" the old man said.
"What do you mean by senior?"
"Love is bitter, heaven is happy. Since you want to pursue the rhythm, you should unload all the burdens of thought. Only when the mind becomes ethereal will the rhythm become ethereal. There are thousands of ways, when you interpret the rhythm to the extreme , you can still become immortals, become saints, be at ease, and live forever in the world." The old man said.
Ye Xiaoxiang's mood suddenly opened up and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
"Haha! They are all mortals passing by, there is no pointing or not pointing." The old man laughed.
Ye Xiaoxiang said, "So, he is also my mortal traveler?"
"Of course it is."
Ye Xiaoxiang said again: "Am I also his mortal traveler?"
"Exactly, rightly." The old man said, "If you don't experience the waste of the world, you won't be able to achieve the Great Dao. Come on! Drink a bowl of Tianhua Ice Lotus Porridge to relieve all worries."
Ye Xiaoxiang picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it before he knew it. His originally beautiful face had become ordinary, and even the skin on his body had become not so fair, just like it can be seen everywhere on the street. ordinary woman.
A bowl of porridge changed her appearance, and she was no longer so elegant.
"Do you regret it?" the old man asked.
"No regrets!" Ye Xiaoxiang said.
"Do you still miss that person now?" the old man asked.
Ye Xiaoxiang touched his face and said, "Senior is right. My biggest trouble is this face. When I lose my pretty face, I no longer have so many distracting thoughts."
The old man nodded and said, "When you can one day fit the way of heaven with the rhythm, and become an immortal and a saint, your appearance will naturally change back."
"There are thousands of sages in ancient times, how many people can become immortals and become saints?" Ye Xiaoxiang said indifferently: "What if they can't become immortals and become saints?"
"Submerged in the red dust."
"Understood." Ye Xiaoxiang left immediately, with no more reluctance in his heart, and walked straight towards the city gate.
"Shh!"
Feng Feiyun fell from the sky and landed outside the tea shed. Looking around, he was quite surprised and muttered, "I feel her breath is nearby, why did it suddenly disappear?"
Feng Feiyun looked around, only to see a woman walking towards the city gate, and the rest was the broken shed on the side of the city wall. Inside the shed, an old man was cooking porridge, waving the pot and spoon while shouting. : "Buy smallpox ice lotus porridge to relieve worries! Five copper coins a bowl."
Feng Feiyun recognized the old man, walked over, and said, "Old man, did you see a beautiful woman walking past here just now, like a fairy descending from the earth?"
The old man smiled and said, "Naturally I saw it."
"Really, where did she go?" Feng Feiyun asked.
The old man pointed his hand towards the city gate and said, "That's not it."
Feng Feiyun turned his head to look over, and in the direction of the old man's finger, the woman had already walked out of the city gate.
Feng Feiyun said: "You old guy deliberately fooled me, I'm not talking about that girl."
"Then I don't know." The old man looked helpless and said again: "By the way, a guest was drinking a bowl of hot porridge with me just now, and I haven't given the money yet, why don't you give it to her first?"
"Why do others have to give me money after drinking porridge?" Feng Feiyun said.
The old man sighed and said, "Because I know where the person you are looking for went."
"Crash!"
Fifteen copper coins fell on the table, and Feng Feiyun even settled the ten copper coins that he owed him last time, saying: "Speak!"
"She's gone and left Shendu." The old man touched the beard on his chin and said, "You are not from the same world, you are pursuing different ways of heaven. Her way cannot be bound."
"Of course I know that." Feng Feiyun paused, then said, "I don't want to restrain her."
"For her, you are a cage bigger than the gods. Only by getting rid of you can she truly get out of the cage." The old man said.
Feng Feiyun said silently, "You're right at all, she really should leave, I'm just worried that she will be in danger, and I'm not worried that she will leave alone."
"You can rest assured, she is no longer in the country's beauty, an ordinary woman, the danger is always less." The old man smiled.
Hearing this, Feng Feiyun's mind moved, and he suddenly realized that he suddenly thought of the woman who walked out of the city gate just now, glared at the old porridge cook, and said, "You old stick, why didn't you say it earlier."
Feng Feiyun turned into a whirlwind and chased out.
"Your uncle, I have told you whether it is good or not, but you don't believe it." The old man's voice came from behind.
Feng Feiyun naturally did not catch up with the woman, and returned empty-handed. After returning to the capital, the old man who cooked the porridge disappeared, and the big iron pot was removed.
Sometimes, once missed, will never be encountered again.
The immortal journey is long and the world is wide. If you miss it once, you will never see each other again.
Fate arises for a moment, fate disappears forever.
Feng Feiyun's heart is not lost, after all, this is her own choice, and she will only be more distressed if she stays in God.
Heaven is ruthless, life is colorful, there are too many joys in life, and naturally there are countless regrets.
"Boom!"
A team of big inner masters wearing dark heavy armor, riding iron unicorns, ran over from a distance, rolled up snowflakes, and stopped in front of Feng Feiyun.
An old eunuch dressed in the uniform of a green dove eunuch walked out of the beaded sedan chair, holding a roll of powerful golden beauty in his hand, with a dragon pattern, showing domineering power.
It is the imperial decree written by Emperor Jin himself. It carries a shocking dragon emperor's aura. Many monks will kneel uncontrollably under this dragon emperor's aura.
The director of the Eastern Palace opened the imperial decree and shouted: "Fengtian, Emperor Jin said, "Xuan, the god-king Feng Feiyun will enter the palace to give advice immediately, please accept this! Lord God-king, accept the order!"
Feng Feiyun was the only prince in the dynasty, he could be like the third prince, even if he saw Emperor Jin, he didn't need to kneel, let alone accept the imperial decree.
Feng Feiyun took the imperial decree and said with a smile: "Master Chief, why is Emperor Jin so eager to call me into the palace?"
Feng Feiyun felt that things were unusual and planned to explore the air first.
"This... the servant doesn't know either." The director of the East Palace didn't want to tell Feng Feiyun the truth, so he said like this.
"That's it! That's good, that's good, we'll enter the palace now." Feng Feiyun was very polite and sat directly in the sedan chair of the East Palace chief.
Although the director of the East Palace is still the head of the eunuchs of the East Palace, and the celebrity beside Jin Emperor, his own cultivation is also unfathomable, but he still does not dare to compete with Feng Feiyun. After all, Feng Feiyun is still the king of gods, and there are thousands of people under one person. above.
Even if the director of the East Palace didn't say anything, Feng Feiyun could probably guess what was the reason. There were only two things. One was the things in the dragon veins. The second is to kill the commander of Gu Shenmen, lead the army of Shenwu into the city, and smooth out the matter of the daughter of a smile.
This matter can be big or small, even if Emperor Jin can turn a blind eye, those in Dazai's line will definitely make a big fuss about it, and even force Feng Feiyun to abdicate.
Feng Feiyun's heart is not afraid at all, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.
This is the first time Feng Feiyun has come to the imperial palace, and it is completely different from the one he imagined.
This is a huge palace, with 360 seats in it, surrounded by a circle, the center is covered with a red mink blanket, and the dragon chair of the Jin emperor, carved in gold and jade, is in the center. entrenched, as high as nine feet.
Below the dragon chair, there are four seats, which are the seats of the three princes and the king of gods, up to seven feet.
The further back, the lower the rank, and the lower the seat.
Only now did Feng Feiyun know that officials of the Shenjin Dynasty could sit down when they met the Jin Emperor.
Not only Feng Feiyun received the imperial decree, but the civil and military officials, the three princes, the nine ministers, the eighteen princes, and some princes and princesses in power were also on the list. Before the Emperor Jin arrived, the scene was already very serious.