Xu San is a postman, the third in the family, so he is called Xu San. The young man looks strong, young and strong, but it is a pity that he was born ten years late. He didn't have that good fortune to be involved in the Spring and Autumn War, and he couldn't get any meritorious service. He lost six of his heads in the Battle of the Wall, and when he retired from the Beiliang Army when he was old, he won the position of a small official at the head of a station. Young and strong, afraid of the cold in the north, he moved his family to the south. He told young men like Xu San how thrilling the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms War was, and especially liked to talk about how heroic the King of Beiliang was. Spraying people all over the face, old man Liu is addicted to alcohol, and when talking about the past, the smell of alcohol is particularly heavy. A dozen postmen including Xu San also love to hear old man Liu talk about those wars and gunpowder smoke, and listen to these old tunes again and again, Not tired of it, Xu San is the most so, wishing his parents would drive him out of the womb early, not to mention, now that the world is stable, no matter how poor the people in the village are, they don't have to worry about the disaster of losing their heads. A few acres of land, every household always has something to look forward to. Every year, it snows a few feet thick. In the past, the old people felt that someone could not survive this weather, but now it is different. Looking at the snow on the stove He smiled and said that the auspicious snow is a sign of a good harvest. Xu San has never been able to read and write, but he still understands the truth. Old man Liu said that this post station was built by the king of Beiliang himself. There is a post station for thirty miles. Who would dare to deduct the salary of the postman, the postman? No matter how old an official you are, there will be a click, and you will be beheaded on the spot. Besides, Xu San has the same surname as the king of Beiliang and the general of Dazhu Kingdom. The letter is extraordinarily diligent, I just feel that I can't insult this surname, right
Last year, for the first time in recent years, the Jiming Post Station encountered urgent goods that needed six hundred miles to be sent to the north. Xu San was the best equestrian in the post station. The old man wanted to cultivate Xu San, but there was an accident on the way. When he handed over the goods to the next station, he was told that the goods were damaged. An eunuch who delivered the goods over there shouted in a high-pitched voice like eighteen generations of dead ancestors to ransack Xu San's family and exterminate his family. Xu San has never seen the big world, but following the old man Liu, he also knew that the eunuchs who came out to work for the emperor's family in the capital couldn't even offend the governor of the third grade, so he kowtowed at that time and begged for mercy, only the white-faced and needless eunuch Killing him alone to vent his anger, the eunuch didn't pay attention to Shengdou Xiaomin's plea, and forced several county officials around him to express their opinion, saying that this is the fresh lychee that the empress in the palace wanted, and it was stored in the Linglong ice cellar. The damn post bumped and broke the box, The box was hard to buy, and the lychees brought from southern Xinjiang were even more so. The eunuch asked sullenly whether he should die or not? The officials had no choice but to agree with the word "death", how could Xu San not accept his fate? But I don't know how the horseshoes roared, a general surrounded by hundreds of bright iron armor walked to the station, seeing this situation, he directly pulled out the Beiliang knife and chopped off the eunuch's head, the general asked Xu San to get up, and then turned to the side All the officials of the county government, who were silent like cicadas, laughed and asked whether killing a postman without authorization should be death or not? The officials said twice in a day that he should die, and Xu San, who escaped from death like a dream, finally found out that the general was the King of Beiliang!
Xu San's face was expressionless, and he still drove his horse and galloped desperately, with a package slung across his shoulders. He had no sweat for a long time, his lips were dry and chapped, leaving only blood streaks. My eyes can no longer see the road clearly, and I don't know how long the stage horse can last. Last night, he arrived at the Jiming Station in a hurry at 800 li. Old man Liu was taken aback. He had to know that the strong postman who had delivered the palace documents had only arrived at the post station, and he only said, "Send it to Longhushan Jiaotong by order." From Dazhu Kingdom, he died of exhaustion and fell off his horse. Old man Liu looked around, only Xu San remained silent, and quickly pulled out a horse from the stable that he loved even more than his wife, and unwrapped the package. Tie it around your neck, and go straight to Longhu Mountain. The king of Beiliang built nearly 2,000 dynastic stations, and he once said that the postmen who went to Shi Tianlu should fight to the death and take the lead. Xu San is vulgar and can't tell the truth, but he knows what he is talking about!
At this moment, Xu San was hanging on his last breath, almost dead, and the lights went out, and he kept telling himself that he would arrive in another twenty miles, and he couldn't die if he lasted a while longer! If he delays the great event of King Beiliang and feels guilty for his life, what face does Xu San have to stand in the world? In the hazy field of vision, a person came floating on the road, the horse Xu San was riding on gave way, and died suddenly in the dust on the spot, throwing Xu San violently, Xu San rolled down the official road, and he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly , I could only vaguely see the Taoist robe, clutched the package tightly, and said hoarsely with all my strength: "Xu Bing, the chicken-ming station, hurry up for eight hundred miles, and ask the Taoist priest to send it to Longhu Mountain..."
The Taoist knelt down and nodded.
Postman Xu San struggled to turn his head to look at his beloved horse, who was killed on the spot, and then looked in the direction of Longhu Mountain. The middle-aged Taoist sighed softly, closed his eyes for the young postman, took off the package and unwrapped it, revealing a scroll of bright yellow imperial edict.
The right hand holds the purpose, the right hand is behind the back, the toes are pointed, the figure is like a startled rainbow piercing the sun, and the world can't see the true face.
The middle-aged Taoist drove straight in until the banner of King Xu Zi, threw out the imperial decree, turned around and floated away, the two wave of arrows in the air froze, neither forward nor falling, until the figure of the Taoist passed away, and then fell to the ground with a loud crash.
At the critical moment of that year, Taoist priest Huang Zi on the mountain and cavalry from Beiliang at the foot of the mountain finally got the precious peace and harmony because of this imperial decree.
Tonight, a middle-aged Taoist priest whose name and Taoist name was not seen in Longhu Mountain came out of his body and came to Kuanglu Mountain.
Seeing His Royal Highness put away the dagger talisman, pinned it on his waist casually, pulled out his two knives, and standing on top of the dragon's head, the middle-aged Taoist priest said staidly: "The poor Taoist once met Xu Xiao at the foot of the mountain."
Xu Fengnian remembered a dusty past that he accidentally learned from Chu Lushan's mouth, raised his head and asked, "Are you the Taoist who delivered the decree at the foot of Longhu Mountain?"
The middle-aged Taoist said expressionlessly: "Exactly."
Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, held his two sabers upside down, bent down and saluted, "Xu Fengnian has met the immortal elder. My father once said in private that the number one Tongxuan on Longhu Mountain is not Qi Zhenren who ascended to immortality fifty years ago."
The middle-aged Taoist remained indifferent, just overlooking Xu Fengnian and the talisman.
Xu Fengnian still bowed his head and saluted, and asked: "The boy is very curious why the immortal head can ascend to the immortal but not ascend, but can enter the gate of heaven but not enter?"
The middle-aged Taoist said flatly: "The poor Taoist surname is Zhao."
Is it the same surname as the Son of Heaven
A few words are enough to explain many mysteries. Why did the great celestial masters of the previous generation not hesitate to exchange their lives for the life of the late emperor? Why did the imperial court seal Longhu Mountain again and again, elevating the status of this orthodox ancestral home? Why is the contemporary celestial master Zhao Danping able to thrive in the capital? Why did Mr. Bailian get the favor
Xu Fengnian's hands trembled slightly, he raised his head and gritted his teeth: "The Immortal Elder is already a foreigner."
The Taoist, who couldn't figure out the age and cultivation level, said with a slight smile, "Have you ever heard that one person has achieved Taoism and ascended to heaven? What's more, the poor Taoist has not yet ascended to immortality, so why not protect future generations?"
Xu Fengnian asked again and again, and asked again: "I don't know what lesson the Immortal Elder came this time with his primordial spirit out of his body?"
The middle-aged Taoist did not answer the question, but pointed behind Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian did not dare to turn his head, for fear that he would not know how he died.
The Taoist frowned and said, "Although Pindao can't be called a moral sage, he doesn't care about you, a junior. It was the same with Xu Xiao back then. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings and disasters. As long as they are not deliberately misled by someone, the country will perish." Even if the family is eliminated, Pindao will not interfere with the secrets of heaven."
Xu Fengnian then turned his head and widened his eyes.
I don't know when a giant python with a red letter was entrenched behind me, confronting that Zhangxu Tianlong!
The boa constrictor versus the dragon.
This giant python that seems to have occupied the entire mountain is not afraid!
Xu Fengnian was in awe of the golden dragon with its head protruding, but for some reason he was not afraid of the big snow-white python, but had a sense of intimacy from the bottom of his heart, and when the giant python saw Xu Fengnian turn around, it lowered its head as big as a basket, Rubbed Xu Fengnian's forehead.
Tianlong seemed to be angry with the big python, and the purple air from his mouth became more and more intense, and his figure rose again, revealing half of it. He bared his teeth and claws, and roared at the top of Kuanglu Mountain. The purple air was like a substance, condensed into a purple pillar and charged !
I don't care if you are a celestial being or a god, there is no reason in the world for Xu Fengnian to accept his fate and seek death!
Just as Xu Fengnian was about to draw his sword, the big python on the top of Panqiu Mountain suddenly raised its head, straightened its body, bit the purple pillar of dragon energy, and crushed it instantly.
The middle-aged Taoist priest, who seemed to be standing above all living beings in a trance, just watched with cold eyes.
Tianlong roared, Xu Fengnian saw that there were no more stars in the sky, and the clouds were tumbling, turbulent like raging waves, converging on top of Tianlong's head, overlapping layers, and becoming more and more dense.
"Fengnian."
Xu Fengnian was afraid of the incomparable power of the golden dragon, when he heard a familiar voice, he suddenly turned his head and saw that man, at this critical moment of life and death, he was completely unaware of the world and everything, and just burst into tears.
There is a woman in white with fluttering sleeves.
She once came out of the sword mound with a sword, she once beat fish and dragon drums in white clothes, she once punished him to hold the writing wall, and she once entered the palace alone wearing cloth shoes sewn by Xu Xiao himself!
Xu Fengnian's voice was hoarse, and he called carefully: "Mother."
I'm afraid that if she shouts loudly, she will disappear with the wind.
Her body is transparent, floating slowly, like a flying sky from Dunhuang.
Suspended in the air, it seemed that he wanted to caress his son's cheek.
The middle-aged Taoist finally spoke, and snorted coldly: "The lingering spirit is against the law of heaven!"
He waved the cuff of his Taoist robe and smashed the head of the huge white python to the ground.
"Wu Su, don't hurry to Huangquan!"
With another wave of his sleeves, a strong wind blew up, and the woman in white who was only a few feet away from Xu Fengnian retreated with the wind.
The woman raised her head and sneered, "Zhao Huangchao, then why don't you enter the Heavenly Gate!"
Xu Fengnian saw that his mother's body was gradually blurred and dissipated in a blur. He was completely insane, his eyes were red, and he wanted to grab it.
That middle-aged Taoist priest is a well-deserved land god after all, with profound strength reaching the sky.
She, who was against the heavenly secrets, walked forward with difficulty, letting her soul dissipate, stretched out a ghostly hand, and "hold" Xu Fengnian's hand.
The middle-aged Taoist poured down his mighty Dao Qi overwhelmingly, raised his palm, and said angrily: "The Dao of Heaven is so majestic, the evil spirits will disperse!"
In an instant, thunder rolled.
The Taoist clapped it off!
The Taoist priests acted for the heavens, and the heavens sent murderous intentions. From her feet to her waist, the woman in white disappeared slowly like dust together with the giant python.
Xu Fengnian burst into tears and cried out, "Mom!"
She smiled and said kindly: "Fengnian, mother can't take care of you anymore, I really don't want to..."
Xu Fengnian was like a madman, he just shook his head, and at that moment, twenty years of his life, was fleeting in his mind and passed away in a flash.
Until Li Chungang's sentence "I have a sword to open the gate of heaven" came to mind.
Xu Fengnian only felt that the acupoints, the meridians, the flesh, the soul, everything was completely blown away, so why should I be afraid of death today? Mother is dead, you dead Taoist priest can even dispel mother's soul, so I can't kill you? !
He turned to face the golden Tianlong and the middle-aged Taoist and roared, "Go to heaven!"
"I have a sword that can kill Tianlong!"
Xu Fengnian didn't have a sword in his hand, as soon as he said this, giant pythons and fireflies gathered, and a snow-white magic weapon was in Xu Fengnian's hands.
"I have a knife that can kill gods!"
A blow to the sky.
The world changed color.
No more heavenly dragons, no more immortals.
Xu Fengnian slowly opened his eyes, it was clear that the top of Kuanglu Mountain was calm and breezy, and Li Chungang, Qingniao and others did not come after hearing the news, Xu Fengnian looked down, the talisman was still in his fingers, and the embroidered winter and spring thunder was stuck on the ground.
Xu Fengnian touched his cheek, it was full of tears.
It turned out to be a dream.
Xu Fengnian turned his head, squeezed out a smiling face, looked into the silent void, and murmured: "Mom, let's go."
Turning his head again, looking at the starry sky, Xu Fengnian said word by word: "I have a knife, which can kill heaven, dragon, heaven and man!"