After an autumn rain, summer officially ended.
The leisure hall was finally set up and opened on a sunny day.
Yu Zhen stood by the window on the top floor and watched the students from the school next door curiously approaching the leisure hall. In front of her eyes, a group of teenagers in white robes were ignorantly stepping into a towering mountain gate.
"Wow, is this asking Tianzong?"
"When we enter here, will we become gods?"
"The immortal long who brought me back is very gentle, I want to worship him as a teacher!"
"Don't think about it, we don't have the right to take the initiative to pick Master, it's the immortals who pick us."
"If the aptitude is poor, you might not even have to worship a teacher, you can only do the most inferior handyman and work for the immortals."
"Wow, that's not terrible."
"Yes, it's miserable. Once you enter this mountain gate, you will never be able to go home again."
"Woo, I miss my parents."
咚—
A majestic and heavy bell came from above the endless cloud ladder. The picture changed. He became one of the teenagers. After hearing the bell, he raised his head reflectively and saw the clouds and mist in the sky disperse, as if the gate of a fairyland opened. The view of opening.
Ask Tianzong, here it is.
"Yu Zhen!"
He was patted on the shoulder, and he turned his head reflexively, the illusion disappeared, and the familiar arrangement in the observatory was still in front of him. The sun was shining diagonally through the window, illuminating a secular scene.
"As one of the organizers of the event, if you can't help out, why stand here in a daze? It's not enough to be so obviously lazy." Wu Xuan joked, and followed through the window to look at the scene of students crowding in from outside. , Tusk and sigh: "You and Yin Yan are so cunning. They actually came up with an event where students can enter the museum for free if they claim a plant in the museum. All of the potential student customers next door were pulled over, by the way. There was a lot of publicity among the surrounding parents, and it earned a good reputation."
Yu Zhen regained her consciousness, constricted her mind, smiled and said, "This leisure hall was originally built for the benefit of students. I am very happy to be liked by them."
"Come on, I can't help but start singing the praises of truth, goodness and beauty. Go on, the activity is about to start, I think Yin Yan is a bit busy alone."
Yin Yan.
The smile on Yu Zhen's face paused for a moment, and he quickly recovered to the original state. He responded, leading Wu Xuan down, and introducing him to the functional layout of various areas along the way.
After turning downstairs, the surrounding area became visibly lively, Wu Xuan quickly found his companion and bid farewell to Yu Zhen to visit other places.
Yu Zhen smiled and watched him leave, turned and walked to the stairs from the second floor to the first floor, looking down, the smile on his face faded bit by bit.
Yin Yan... below.
His brain started to ache again, and he raised his hand to press his forehead, frowning slightly.
After the dreams became more frequent, the headaches also came back and became more and more serious. To make matters worse, the problem of this headache seems to be recognized, and it becomes more serious every time after seeing Yin Yan.
He endured it for several days, thinking that his symptoms would gradually improve, but the result was getting worse. Now he has developed a headache just thinking of Yin Yan's name.
It shouldn't be, it can't be like this, it's okay a few days ago.
A slightly irritable self-loathing emotion came up in his mind. He pulled his hair vigorously, trying to suppress the pain in the brain with his body pain.
"Yin Yan!"
Someone was calling that familiar and unfamiliar name, and the pain in his brain exploded violently. He grunted and reached out to hold the stair handle.
No, it won't work like this.
You have to think of a way, and those hallucinations that come up from time to time must also be dealt with.
He raised his hand and patted his forehead, struggled to straighten up, turned and walked towards the corner.
At the entrance of the stairs on the first floor, Yin Yan raised his head and glanced in the direction of the second floor. As soon as he was about to step up, he was pressed on his shoulders by Buchen.
"Yin Yan! Yin Yan, wait a moment." Buchen pulled him back with helplessness on his face, and said: "I'm really sorry this time, it's really my mother... I know that the potted flowers in my aunt's office are very It’s precious, it’s a newly cultivated variety. It’s just a pot, and I don’t want it either, just... Well, is there any other well-bred flower in your family, Yu Zhen? Can you find a way to distribute a pot to me? The price is all right, my mother will celebrate her birthday soon, look..."
"You have to ask Yu Zhen for his opinion. If you want to buy flowers, I will tell him." Yin Yan replied, glanced upstairs again, and said, "I'm going to find a Yu Zhen and be out of company."
"Eh eh eh, well, thank you brother! I will turn to Yu Zhen and talk to you again, this time I trouble you." Bu Chen hurriedly let go of him, the stone fell to the ground, and finally smiled.
The gradual pink and white roses in Qiu Feiqian's office are so eye-catching that they touched the hearts of the big flower lovers in City B. His mother hadn't escaped either, she wanted it all in her heart.
It's a pity that the new varieties of flowers are too precious and rare. If it weren't for his mother to be sick when she wanted to spend it, he wouldn't be cheeky to find a good friend to open this mouth.
After bidding farewell to Buchen, Yin Yan walked up to the second floor, first stopped at the stairs of the second floor, touched the railing, then turned and chased after Yu Zhen's breath.
When he traced to an unmonitored corner of the Calligraphy and Painting Gallery, Yu Zhen's breath suddenly broke, and Yin Yan stopped and was silent for a while, calling out: "Nothingness."
The white cat appeared, half hidden.
"Go guard him, don't show up, he may not want to see you lately."
"Meow..." Void replied with a drooping head, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.
In the nursery, Yu Zhen lay sideways on the deck chair on the terrace, holding his forehead with his hand.
"Xiaozhen." Magu appeared, squatting down and looking at him worriedly. She wanted to reassure but didn't know what to do. She worriedly asked, "Are you uncomfortable again?"
"It's okay." Yu Zhen endured the headache and smiled at her, took out the phone to her, and said: "Help me send a message to Yin Yan and tell him that I'm suddenly sleepy and go back to the nursery to rest first. Please look at the leisure hall more. there."
Ma Gu looked at his pale face, frowned and took the phone, nodded, got up and walked to the corner.
After she walked away, Yu Zhen immediately lowered her head, took out a few Bodhi lotus, peeled them apart and eaten them, took a few more pills, sat up, forced herself to meditate, and entered a state of samādhi.
Maybe it doesn't hurt anymore. Before Yin Yan is busy with the leisure hall, he must return to normal.
Spiritual energy was wrapped in medicinal herb fragrance flowing in his body, his consciousness slowly sinking into his dantian, into a sea of bright white flowers.
"This is the Bronzebeard illusion."
A slender figure in a black robe stood in front of him, overlooking the black sea of clouds rolling under his feet.
"Yuzhen, the most sad thing about the journey of cultivation is the karma of the heart demon. There is no real danger in this bronze beard illusion, but it can induce desires in the heart that may not even be aware of. In the illusion, the only thing that can hurt You are the only one who reaches you. Remember, desire can be chased, but you must keep your heart."
The sound of the wind hunted, and the exquisite robe corners of the people before him were raised.
He stood behind the black robe man, unconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to grasp the flying tunic.
"Yuzhen?"
There was no response to what he said, and the black robe man suddenly looked back.
He was startled, like a child who had been discovered by an adult doing bad things, hurriedly retracted his hand, blushing and standing neatly, Nono nodded.
The black-robed man saw his little movement and turned to face him.
Just when he thought he would be blamed, the black robe man changed a small net made of black silk and satin with his finger and placed it in his hand.
"You are such a child with a disposition, how can you be assured of letting you enter this illusion as a teacher?"
The silk is slightly cool at the beginning, but the fingertips that the other party has rubbed are warm.
"You have my protective formation. If you really can't break through your heart barrier, you can use this net to cover yourself, hold on for a moment, and be a teacher to bring you out."
He tightened his hands, looked up at the warm gaze that the other party was looking at, his heart was stirring, and finally couldn't help doing what he wanted to do to the other party for a while, and stretched out his arms to hug him.
"Master, I will come back safely."
The person being hugged was obviously stiff. It seemed that he was not used to being so close to others, but when he heard what he said, he slowly relaxed, hugged him back gently, and patted him on the back.
"Waiting for you as a teacher."
Waiting for you just for this sentence, he entered the illusion without hesitation, breaking through the fog of the illusion with a terrifying speed.
Everyone in the world has a terrifying Bronzebeard illusion. Among them, eight levels of desire are obscured, and only one in ten thousand people can completely escape the gift of Taoism. But he felt it was okay. He lived monotonously and pale in the first few decades, and lived miserably and chaotically in the next few years. Although his heart was devilish, and he was still full of evil spirits, he actually didn't have any deep desires.
For a while, he didn't even want to be alive.
So there is nothing scary, desire can hurt people, but when you have no desires, what can hurt you.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, power and money, good and evil merits and deeds... Everything was like passing clouds, and the sixth floor passed in an instant. He stopped outside the seventh floor, thinking hard, only guessing that there might be the hatred in his heart.
He wanted revenge. This was the only thing he had wanted strongly in his decades of life.
But this is the seventh floor. If hatred is locked here, what is the eighth floor at the top? Is there any obsession or desire in his heart that he hasn't noticed
Or is it that the seventh level is actually closed by other things
He tightened the small net in his hand, stopped thinking about it, and stepped forward firmly.
Master said that it is normal to want revenge after being hurt, and it is natural to have evil thoughts towards the enemy, so don't be afraid, so it doesn't matter. Even if there is a sea of flames ahead, as long as there is hope in the heart, as long as someone is waiting in front of him, he can grit his teeth.
The obstacle was pushed aside, the back mountain forbidden formation appeared in front of him, his body stiffened, he looked up at the elders who were drinking and laughing in the cloud, and headed up.
The master is outside, so some things are no longer important.
After all the entanglement, pain, struggle and depression, he walked through the seventh floor. It was already a nightmare that he didn’t want to recall. When he broke through the seventh floor and stood in embarrassment in front of the eighth floor, he suddenly sat down. He held his head on the ground and smiled.
Ah, it's actually not that scary.
Master is right. If you have grievances, you should retaliate. If you have grievances, you can vent your grievances. When your grievances are avenged, your grievances will be vented. Then you can cleanly pursue your new life.
As long as it is still alive, there is hope for everything.
"It's great... to meet the master." He touched cherishedly. Even though he was embarrassed, he was careful not to stain it with a dirty net, stood up, and walked towards the eighth floor with a smile. .
The revenge barrier has passed, and he believes that nothing can hold him back.
The eighth layer of maze opened, and inside was Taoyuan Wonderland, and the master who quietly looked over in the fairyland.
"Yu Zhen." The other party spoke, and stretched out a hand towards him, "Come here, come to Master."
He wondered, could it be that the illusion is over
He stepped forward as he thought about it, halfway through, and then suddenly stopped, the unconscious smile on his face disappeared, and his face turned pale.
No, Master is not wearing this robe today.
This is an illusion, an illusion that can induce the deepest desires in people's hearts. Taoyuan and Master in front of him are not real, but... the deepest desire in his heart reflected in the illusion.
The deepest desire in his heart... is the master
He seemed to be immersed in a pool of ice water, and he was shaking all over, unable to believe it.
No, no.
A lot of details flashed through my mind, those unconsciously wanting to get closer, those gestures of reaching out to touch, that full of courage to be fearless for convenience... and that uncontrollable hug before coming in.
No.
He squatted down, afraid to look at the illusion ahead, and hugged his head.
How can he, how can he... That's the master, his best master, he actually had a lot of thoughts about the master who took care of him and redeemed him.
how can.
To escape, to leave, this is an illusion, it is fake, he is not so mean, he did not use his dirty hands to try to defile the gods.
"Yuzhen, come to Master."
No! You are fake! It's a liar! Master is still waiting for me, I want to go out! go out!
boom-
The black cloud rolled, and the eighth layer's backlash came suddenly and tragically. He was caught in it and couldn't get rid of it.
After all, he did not succeed in breaking through the illusion to obtain the gift of Dao Xin, becoming that special one or two ten thousandths. He is just a despicable worldly person, with some thoughts that he shouldn't have, and greed for the life that reached out to him.
"I'm sorry..." He was taken out of the barrier by the black-robed man with serious injuries, and he covered his eyes in shame, afraid that the other party would see his weakness and embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He kept apologizing, full of pain and despair.
"It doesn't matter, failure is normal." The black-robed man touched his head with a gentle force.
He squeezed his heart and shook his head vigorously.
I didn't apologize for failure, no.
"I said to my teacher that it's normal to want revenge. You don't need to care too much." The man thought that he was trapped in a vengeance. The teacher will let you go out for revenge, except for this demon."
No, not because of revenge.
He wanted to deny, but the motion of shaking his head stopped. After a long time, he nodded and moved his hand away, as if he had really seen his appearance for the first time, seeing his features in the bottom of his heart.
"Okay." He said, his tone firm: "I'll come on... Get rid of this demon, Master, don't be disappointed in me."
The cold eyes looked over, like a god cast his gaze on the mortal from the sky.
"A teacher will never be disappointed with you." He has black hair and black robe, jade crown and long hair, perfect facial features, expressionless, but his tone is low and gentle, "Yuzhen, no one has the right to be disappointed with you. Life is yours, and you are the only one who can be disappointed."
No, it's not like that.
He disagreed with Master's words for the first time, looked into his eyes, and secretly reached out and pinched the corner of his robe.
Life is indeed his, but if one day the person in front of him shows a disappointed and disgusting expression, then he probably won't have the courage to continue this life.
Master, I adore you, do you know
The illusion shattered, and the flowers in the dantian sea of flowers suddenly began to wither and open again and again, and the surrounding spirit vibrated, and the familiar aura protected the surroundings, which made people feel at ease.
He opened his eyes and saw a pair of calm eyes looking at him quietly.
Yin Yan.
He spoke, calling out silently, then closed his eyes, and pressed the rest of the words into his throat.
Should I call you this way, or should I change my name, and call you respectfully... Master.
The turbulent spirit around him rolled around and surrounded him, the ancient books in the dantian were washed away by the spirit, and floated above the dantian again, turning the pages slowly with the withering of the flowers, faintly shimmering with golden light.
The consciousness was dragged into a thick fog, and the illusion rose again. He once again stood in front of the eighth layer of the Bronzebeard illusion and stepped into it.
Taoyuan reappeared, and the familiar and stranger stood in Taoyuan and quietly looked at him.
"Yu Zhen." The other party stretched out a hand towards him and called out softly, "Come here, come to Master."
He looked at each other without stepping forward. After watching him carefully for a long time, he suddenly smiled and said: "Yin Yan, it turns out that you look like this... it's so beautiful."
Fenghua Peerless is probably like this.
This time, the other party didn't move.
"But I still prefer the appearance of your'Yin Yan' for the time being." He touched his long hair, tugged at his ancient costume, and curled his lips. "No wonder you are so good at making clothes. You used to practice in your previous life."
"Yuzhen."
"It's Yu Zhen." He interrupted the other party, looked at him again, and took a step back, "Yin Yan, I don't like you dressing like this and calling me, change it back, change it back, and I'll go over."
The other party looked at him motionless, for a long time, his figure flashed and changed into Yin Yan's appearance.
A big smile appeared on Yu Zhen's face, and he happily rushed over to hug him, buried his head in his arms, and closed his eyes: "It's great... Master, I want to only be Yu Zhen. Are you okay with me?"
The other party did not speak, and stretched his arms to hug him.
He tightened his arms and continued: "You follow me and we can have a wedding."
"good."
The familiar calm tone is not the cool voice that I hear every day.
"Even in the illusion, you are so good to me." Yu Zhen sighed. With a twist of his wrist, he transformed a peach wood sword and inserted it directly into the vest of the person in his arms. "Unfortunately, they are all fake... Yin Yan, Yu Zhen loves you very much."
boom-
Spiritual energy poured back into the dantian, the pages of the book were flipped frantically, the illusion dissipated, and a touch of golden light flew from nowhere, falling straight onto the ancient book.
The warmth brought by the fusion of the soul wandered through his body, he sighed comfortably, the sea of flowers bloomed, and the ancient books came out. He opened his eyes, waved his hand to hold the ancient book in his palm, and opened it gently. As expected, he saw a line of golden characters on the last page—the third question: Immortal Heart.
Three thousand avenues, what is the direction of the heart
The handwriting appeared and disappeared. The ancient book turned into golden light and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows. He closed his eyes and closed his power. After all the dust settled, he opened his eyes again, and looked at Yin Yan who was sitting cross-legged and protecting his law. He turned his hand and appeared. A handful of copper coins.
"This "Nongjing" first made me think about the seven hardships in life, and then let me look back at the path of life. Just now, it made me look to the future and figure out which way to go in the future."
He said, squinting his eyes and smiling, "I think this "Nongjing" is mostly yours. You asked me so many questions. Now, I want to ask you one. Truth or dare. Play?"
Yin Yan saw all his small movements and subtle expressions in his eyes, nodded, and said, "You first."
"I knew you would let me." Yu Zhen unceremoniously threw the copper coins into the air and let them fall freely.
Wow, five coins, all fronts.
"It's up to you." He raised his hand to support his chin, not seeing the joy and excitement after throwing out all.
Yin Yan stretched out his hand, instead of using aura, instead he threw the copper coin personally.
Wow, five coins, all reversed.
"I lost." Yin Yan retracted his hand, looked at him, and said, "I choose the truth."
Yu Zhen looked straight at the five copper coins on the ground, the disguised smile on his face disappeared. For a long time, he looked up at him and asked: "You once said that you liked someone in your last life. What is his name?"
The autumn breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers floats.
The sun has set to the west, and the day is about to end.
The two sat opposite each other, very close but far away.
"He doesn't have an exact name. When he was young, he had only a nickname called Erbao, and his father's surname was Liu, so the folks called him Liu Er." Yin Yan's voice rang in the wind, floating, and was taken far away. "After accepting him as a disciple, I named him Yuzhen. Since then, he has always claimed to be Liu Yuzhen."
"He made his name using the road number I gave him."
Liu Yuzhen, too far away.
Yu Zhen's eyes drifted away, and his fingers unconsciously sucked back the copper coins to play with. For a long time, he cast his eyes on him and said with a smile: "Yin Yan, I'm hungry and want to eat Babao Bunny Ding."
Yin Yan looked at him deeply, got up, approached and tentatively reached out and touched his head.
Yu Zhen didn't hide, but looked at him with a smile.
Yin Yan's tight body relaxed a little, put his hands up, rubbed his hair gently, and replied warmly, "I'll do it for you."
Anything can be done for you, as long as you stay here and don't leave.