No matter how the general trend of the dark world overturns, for ordinary people, this world seems to be a pure land forever, light and harmony cover up all the dark fighting, under the rain and snow, outside the dark world, there are countless joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, in the red dust, everyone is living for themselves, pursuing what they are interested in.

In the hustle and bustle of the prosperous atmosphere in Middle-earth, the word fairyland suddenly became popular on the whole network, at first it was only discussed by some people, but as time went by, more and more words about fairyland began to appear in major forums and news, and it became popular all over Middle-earth for a while, and there were quite a few postures that the whole people were exploring.

Freedom of speech in Zhongzhou, journalism is extremely developed, although the official first time to learn the news, and after receiving the order to control the relevant public opinion, some news and pictures have also been quickly deleted, but the enthusiasm of netizens has not diminished in the slightest, there are descriptions and pictures about Wonderland from time to time, although they will be quickly deleted, but more and more people will save the pictures, and then try to understand the relevant insider.

The official news is constantly blocked, but there are more and more descriptions of Wonderland, and to this day, a wave has formed that is almost irrepressible.

Because this so-called fairyland is not fleeting, but real.

Wonderland is a mountain, to be exact, part of a mountain, located on the shores of Xizi Lake in Lin'an.

Within the lonely mountain, Qingyun Mountain.

As one of the grand scenery of West Lake, Gushan Mountain is full of tourists every day, and the legend of the so-called fairyland also arises.

At this time, it was the height of summer, and the temperature in Lin'an was very hot, but the lonely mountain on the shore of the West Lake was incredibly cool everywhere, especially in the northwest of the lonely mountain, which roughly occupied three-tenths of the area of the entire lonely mountain.

The cold fog was fashionable and unnoticed, but as time went by, the cold fog here became thicker and more obvious, which finally aroused the curiosity of others, and when the first tourist walked up the lonely mountain and entered the cold fog of Qingyun Mountain, everything he saw turned into shock.

Qingyun Mountain is full of flowers.

In midsummer July, in this cool and unbelievable environment, there are flowers such as plum and narcissus that should never bloom in summer, and some plants that do not belong to summer are also desperately blooming.

The cold fog on Qingyun Mountain has not dissipated, but has become thicker and thicker.

When more and more tourists entered Qingyun Mountain and found that the cold fog could even isolate the sound, it finally caused a big sensation and curiosity.

The cold fog spreads, but it does not come out of Qingyun Mountain.

White mist.

If one person is standing in the white fog and the other is outside, even if they are less than a meter apart, neither side can transmit any sound.

It's simply a paranormal phenomenon, incredible, incomprehensible.

The name of Wonderland became popular in Middle-earth.

When public opinion was completely out of control, the authorities finally reacted strongly.

Gushan has been closed on the grounds of internal rectification, and even a large area of water near Gushan has been completely blocked, and signs have been hung up saying that tourists will stop.

Ordinary people may not know what Qingyun Mountain is, but every high-level person in Zhongzhou knows quite well that Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun Temple, is the hermitage of Master Wuwei, the master of metaphysics in Zhongzhou.

Although the cold fog that appeared in those summers cannot be explained for the time being, when Master Wuwei comes out, there will always be an explanation.

But the time went from May to June, and then to July, and August was approaching, not to mention Master Wuwei, even the two apprentices of Master Wuwei in Qingyun Temple had never given any explanation.

Qingyun Temple has always been silent.

Only the vast white fog kept spreading, enveloping this temple with the most luck in the entire Lin'an, the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and even the entire southern part of Central Continent.

The white mist has never been out of Qingyun Mountain, but constantly circling, spreading towards the sky at a very high place, for a few months, the cold fog continues to rise, and now it has almost covered the entire sky, looking at the past from a distance, the white mist rising from below is like a pillar of heaven, running through the heavens and the earth, connected up and down, and there seems to be an extremely vast and magnificent power in the underworld, which is awe-inspiring.

Qingyun Mountain has completely disappeared into the white mist, and no one can see it anymore.

The darkest time before dawn has passed, the sky began to flicker with a faint light, the blue water on the shore of Xizi Lake gently turbulent in the morning light, with ripples spread into the distance, a quiet world, a lonely boat beside the plainclothes and armed police stationed near this water, not in a hurry to approach the lonely mountain that has been blocked.

The lonely mountain was faint in the dim environment, only the cold fog in the northwest direction was still clear, connecting the heavens and the earth, covering everything inside.

"Luck leaks..."

On the lonely boat, a thin but tall figure rode a boat alone, walking slowly on the water, he was wearing a neat Taoist robe, with a Taoist crown, holding a whisk, looking formal and solemn, in a somewhat dark environment, he looked at the area where the cold mist rose with a solemn face, and the light in the eyes that seemed to be wise and clear seemed to be able to see through everything, with an inexplicable brilliance: "You still can't hold it after all." ”

Xuanxuanzi, a strange man from Zhongzhou Daomen.

Now the metaphysical master who can be as famous as Master Wuwei, when there is a vision in Master Wuwei's hermitage, only Xuan Xuanzi is qualified to come to the door to understand the situation.

The water waves move lightly.

The lone boat approached the shore.

Xuan Xuanzi, who was dressed very formally, slowly landed on the shore, and the armed police stationed on the shore looked puzzled, and subconsciously took two steps forward, and before he could speak, Xuan Xuanzi had already handed out a document with a peaceful smile.

The armed policeman took the document and glanced at it, reflexively stood up straight and saluted.

Xuan Xuanzi took the documents back with a smile, looking at the cold fog close at hand, but his eyes became more and more solemn.

He carefully sorted out his robe, wiped off the dust and water traces on his body, and then took a deep breath, and walked into the cold mist in front of him with the dust in hand.

The white mist is vast, rich as if it can't be dissolved, but the strange thing is that in the white fog, the visibility is not as low as imagined, the fog surges can clearly see the flowers blooming under your feet, one after another, the petals are contaminated with moist moisture, gently shaking in the morning breeze, flashing with an almost bewitching luster, walking along the fog, the once stone path has been almost completely covered by the plants and flowers that have grown in recent months, the road ahead has completely disappeared, and there is a vigorous vitality everywhere you look.

But in the white fog, there is a kind of gloom that can be clearly perceived.

Xuan Xuanzi's face was expressionless, and his steps stepped softly between the flowers and plants, all the way up, straight to Qingyun Temple.

The cold fog in the mountains seems to be getting thicker.

The fog drifted slower and slower, as if it had been frozen in the air.

Xuan Xuanzi frowned and quickened his pace slightly.

The road under your feet goes straight up.

A faint light lit up from the front, and the yellowish light was almost illusory, as if to guide the way ahead.

In the fog, a rich and loud voice sounded in front of him, with a peaceful smile that made people feel calm: "Distinguished guests are coming, and they are not welcomed." It's dark and the road is slippery, so Brother Dao is careful about his step. ”

"The master is gracious. ”

Xuan Xuanzi paused in his footsteps and continued to go up: "In Qingyun Mountain, where is there any day and night? What I see is only luck. ”

He stepped on the steps covered with plants, his expression calm, but the dust in his hands shook slightly.

In an instant, the cold mist in front of Xuan Xuanzi surged wildly, and the mist twisted and retreated in front of him, but in just a few seconds, the mist in front of Xuan Xuanzi had all drifted to the left and right.

In front of him, Qingyun Mountain, which had been shrouded in cold fog for several months, was unprecedentedly clear, and dozens of meters away, the unnoticeable temple gate of Qingyun Temple appeared in sight, and two middle-aged monks wearing monk robes supported an old man with a cloak standing in front of the door, like a sculpture.

Xuan Xuanzi's somewhat complicated eyes gradually turned cold, and he stood in place for a while, and then slowly moved forward.

The distance of tens of meters is constantly narrowing.

The three people in front of the temple gate remained motionless.

"Master, how are you doing?"

The white mist retreated to the left and right, and facing the pure and fresh air, Xuan Xuanzi slowly came to the temple gate and asked with a smile.

The two middle-aged monks bowed their heads and remained silent.

And Master Wuwei, who was still an enlightened monk a few months ago, was wearing a cloak at this time, his gray hair had lost the slightest luster, his long hair had spread over his shoulders, and he was wearing ordinary clothes, without the slightest charm of a monk.

Hearing Xuan Xuanzi's greeting, Master Wuwei's expression was still peaceful, he smiled very calmly, pointed to the white mist in front of him, and then pointed to his long gray hair, and said in a harmonious voice: "Reluctantly." Brother Dao, how is it?"

"I'm fine. ”

Xuan Xuanzi nodded, he sighed with emotion, but the coolness in his eyes became more and more obvious: "Master, you lost after all." ”

"I'm going to win. ”

Master Wuwei smiled, his voice was still loud and firm, but the brilliance in his eyes was dim and weak.

"If you don't answer the calamity for that demon girl and bear the cause and effect, you have a chance, but now, why should you win?"

Xuan Xuanzi looked at the living Buddha in front of him who was like a myth in the hearts of the high-level people in Zhongzhou, and his expression was puzzled, stunned, and puzzled.

Stretching out his hand, he pointed to the white hair on the head of the living Buddha, and said quietly: "Is this the basis?"

"Enchantress?"

Master Wuwei's emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest, the brilliance in the eyes that could see through all cause and effect in the past was dim, and all that remained was smile, sincerity, compassion, and tranquility, just like the water of Xizi Lake under Qingyun Mountain.

"She doesn't belong to Hongchen, she's not a demon girl, is she sacred?"

Xuan Xuanzi's tone became more and more cold.

"She's my doom. ”

Master Wuwei shook his head slowly.

"You and I can only do it, even if it's a catastrophe? ”

Xuan Xuanzi's tone was arrogant, but the confusion and doubts in it became more obvious.

"Isn't it cause and effect if you avoid it?"

Master Wuwei asked rhetorically, he looked at Xuan Xuanzi, his eyes were gloomy, the smile gradually disappeared in his pupils, and his eyes became silent and deep.

Xuan Xuanzi was silent.

After a long time, he said lightly: "I don't agree with your statement. ”

This is a conflict in metaphysical cognition, but also a difference in thought, Master Wuwei obviously does not intend to convince Xuan Xuanzi, He just smiled mildly: "Our differences have always existed, but in a few years, everything will be clear." ”

"There's no time. ”

Xuan Xuanzi suddenly spoke.

He turned around and looked at the white cold mist in Qingyun Mountain: "This is your luck, the luck that belongs to Qingyun Temple, now that your luck is leaking, how many years? Can you still hold on? Even if you can hold on, there will be no patience above, now the situation is delicate, don't say a few years, a few months, they can't wait." ”

Master Wuwei's eyes narrowed slightly.

He looked at the expressionless Xuan Xuanzi seriously, and was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "So, you chose them in the end?"

"They chose me. ”

Xuan Xuanzi turned to look at Master Wuwei, and said in a calm tone, "Don't you understand?"

"I don't understand. ”

Master Wuwei shook his head with a smile, with stubbornness in his calm expression, with persistence: "They... Scold... The one at the top, won't agree?"

"The general trend is like this, and he can only go with the flow. ”

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head.

"The tide is coming. ”

Master Wuwei is still smiling, very indifferent, very fearless.

"How can the general trend change?!"

Xuan Xuanzi subconsciously raised his voice, and his tone became a little aggressive.

"What's the trend?"

Master Wuwei asked quietly.

Xuan Xuanzi looked at Master Wuwei thoughtfully, his patience seemed to gradually disappear, and his tone began to turn cold: "Dongdao? Master is talking about Li Tianlan? He is no longer a variable, just a chess piece." Go against the sky, go against the trend, even if you have a heavenly atmosphere? Master, you are too stubborn. ”

"So when you first saw him, you wanted to lure him to Wuyue Province in the future? So, you actually made a choice, didn't you?"

Master Wuwei sighed.

Xuan Xuanzi froze suddenly, his face was expressionless, and he didn't say more.

"I'm going to win. ”

After being silent for a while, Master Wuwei said softly again: "Why not go against the sky? The world thinks that we are the most sober, because we have seen through 'everything', but it is precisely because we have seen through everything that we are the most confused. I don't want to go on, even if I disobey the heavens once?"

"Moreover, is the heavenly machine, luck, and destiny really destined to be unchangeable? ”

Xuan Xuanzi's face seemed to be a little pale, he shook off the dust in his hand fiercely, and said coldly: "Ridiculous!"

"Ignorant. ”

Master Wuwei shook his head and didn't continue.

"Maybe you're right. But the witch messed up your plan, and you can't hold it anymore. They chose me, so if you don't want to commit treason, please cooperate with me. ”

Xuan Xuanzi looked at the white mist condensed by a large area of qi luck in the distance, and after a while, he slowly spoke.

"I'll give up Qingyun Temple. ”

Master Wuwei's tone was calm: "But it can only be Qingyun Temple." This is responsible for Middle-earth. ”

A trace of anger flashed in Xuan Xuanzi's eyes, he snorted coldly, ignored the three people in front of the door, and strode into the temple gate.

Master Wuwei still didn't move, his eyes seemed to be looking through the cold fog in front of him, and he was quietly admiring the sparkling water on the surface of Xizi Lake.

"Master..."

The eldest disciple hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say, "Master, what are you and Xuan Xuanzi talking about?

Master Wuwei smiled and looked at his eldest disciple: "What do you want to say?"

"We monks..."

Ruzhen's lips moved, and she looked into Master's eyes, and her voice finally fell silent.

"Yes, we are monks, and it doesn't matter if we win or lose. But in this era, how can a monk let go of all fetters? A monk, after all, is still from Middle-earth. ”

Xuan Xuanzi sighed deeply, and for the first time there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

He was silent, and after a full five minutes, he continued to speak: "Xuan Xuanzi and I are not fighting for winning or losing, but for the national fortune. To be exact, it's the dragon vein of Middle-earth. ”

"Dragon Vein!?"

Ruzhen trembled, raised his head suddenly, and his face was full of astonishment.

"Middle-earth... Hey, Zhongzhou, the dragon vein has been lost. ”

Master Wuwei laughed self-deprecatingly.

It's a few simple words, but the news contained is earth-shattering.

If you are really directly dizzy by this short sentence.

The dragon vein of Middle-earth has been lost?

How is this possible?

The dragon vein is related to the fortune of the country, it can be said that it is the luck of a country, and the luck of this kind of thing, many people may not believe in it, but if it is the other way around, many people believe in luck, this alone can explain the authenticity of luck, but it is difficult for ordinary people to guide.

The luck of a person and the luck of a country have not changed much in terms of quality, mainly in quantity, so most of the luck of a country needs to be carried by the dragon vein, and the dragon vein of Zhongzhou has been in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years, but now the master says that the dragon vein of Zhongzhou has been lost?

"Dragon's vein... Lost?"

Ruzhen was stunned for a long time before asking.

"Some of them have been lost, some of them have been scattered, and there are still some remnants in Kunlun City. ”

Master Wuwei said softly: "Xuan Xuanzi and I have been trying to reunite the dragon vein and restore the fortunes of the country all these years, but now... Xuan Xuanzi has a choice, and they have a choice, but his path is wrong..."

They...

Who they are, don't ask.

It is a matter of national fortune, and it is impossible for the top management of Zhongzhou not to pay attention to this.

At present, did they choose Xuan Xuanzi?

Why is this path wrong?

"But the dragon vein... How can it go away? How is this possible?"

Ruzhen touched his bald head hard, looking confused.

"Twenty years ago, Li Fanatics treasoned, after that battle, the dragon veins were dispersed, if Kunlun City really occupied the dragon veins, how could they be in this state now?"

Master Wuwei snorted coldly.

But Ruzhen still didn't understand, and he asked cautiously: "What does Master mean is that Xuanxuanzi's path may not be able to recondense the dragon vein in the end?"

"He could. ”

Master Wuwei sighed, weak, at this moment he seemed to suddenly age a lot, and the whole person was gloomy: "If he can't, they won't choose him." Xuan Xuanzi came here today to occupy the luck here, combine it with his luck, and recondense the dragon vein in the shortest possible time. It's just that our direction is different, and the dragon vein I condensed is Shengshi, but his choice is obviously more to the appetite of some people. ”

"What's his choice?"

Ruzhen asked subconsciously.

Master Wuwei turned around and walked into the temple, and said in a cold tone: "Bingge!"

Enter the temple gate, pass through the Tianwang Hall, and enter the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

There is no chanting sound in the Qingyun Temple, which is very small, and it seems empty and silent.

Master Wuwei, who had a somewhat vain footsteps, walked into the hall silently, and without looking at Xuan Xuanzi, who was standing quietly in front, he knelt in front of the Buddha statue and chanted silently.

Xuan Xuanzi never looked at him.

Almost all of his attention was focused on the two objects in front of him.

In front of him were two discs about 20 centimeters in diameter, like a small wall clock, but there was only one pointer in the center of the disc, and there were no numbers on the edge of the discs, just four traditional characters engraved on them.

Life and death ups and downs.

There are slight patterns carved in the center of the discs, one of which is carved with something resembling a metal tube, painted silver, while the other is carved with nothing but a cloud of smoke.

At this moment, the hands in the two discs were constantly trembling slightly, on the disc carved with silver metal copper, the slender pointer trembled lightly and stayed in the center of the door, while on the disc carved with clouds and smoke, the pointer stayed on the edge of the door of death.

"Destiny Roulette?"

Xuan Xuanzi stared at the two discs for a long time, and then sneered and said, "Master, is it meaningful? You should know that this is the most useless thing." Many people who know about the wheel of destiny think of it as a treasure, but in reality, it is of no use. Roulette does not control people's luck, on the contrary, this thing is completely controlled by people. ”

"So what?"

Master Wuwei knelt on the futon and asked rhetorically.

Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath and stared at the disc carved with a silver metal cylinder, and after a while, he said in a low tone: "I noticed it when I first saw Li Tianlan, this son's luck is extremely strong, and it can even be said to be rare for hundreds of years, but his luck is all accumulated by dead energy, and he is destined to not live long, master, you want to use the Li family to reunite the dragon vein, this path is really wrong." ”

Master Wuwei was silent.

Xuan Xuanzi said in a deep voice: "Li Tianlan, how can he live? Even if you change his life, or even let his life return to chaos, what way can he live? He will definitely die, sooner or later." ”

Xuan Xuanzi paused, and said again inexplicably: "The more brilliant it was, the more chaotic it was." ”

Master Wuwei nodded in approval, and he smiled and said, "So the general trend needs to be reopened, so that the invincible realm will become a mustard." ”

"Mustard?"

Xuan Xuanzi's tone was indifferent: "It's up to Li Tianlan, can he do it?"

"He can do it. Only he can do it, and one day, he alone will be enough to restore the most glorious era. ”

Master Wuwei's tone became calmer.

"He will surely die. ”

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head.

"If it's just him, it's true that he will definitely die, but Qin Weibai is by his side, the two of them are completely complementary, in terms of fate, they can be said to be a natural pair, with her, who dares to say that Li Tianlan will die?"

Master Wuwei is still denying Xuan Xuanzi's remarks.

Xuan Xuanzi snorted heavily, as if he was gritting his teeth, and said coldly: "Demon girl troubled times!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as his words fell, the two discs in front of him suddenly made a soft sound.

On the Destiny Roulette Wheel, the two hands that had always trembled but never moved a single inch began to move in an instant.

The hands of the wheel, carved with a silver metal cylinder, trembled slightly, and almost instantly turned from the door of life to the center of the door of death.

The hand remained steady in the middle of the death door, motionless.

And the hands on the roulette wheel carved with clouds of smoke are also shifting, from the edge of the door of death to the door of life.

Xuan Xuanzi was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled and said, "Master, you are still wrong. ”

He picked up one of the discs and said with a smile: "Li Tianlan's destiny is directed at the door of death, ten deaths and no life, what else do you have to say?"

"Tianjiao is silent, and there is a cause and effect with him invisibly. But things must be opposed, which is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Wuwei Master Gujing Bubo said: "I still believe in those two children. Li Tianlan has luck and is the most suitable carrier, Xiaobai can complement him, this is the most perfect alternation of yin and yang. ”

Luck... Carrier... Yin and Yang alternate?!

Xuan Xuanzi's body jerked for a while, and his ruddy face seemed to turn pale in an instant.

The floating dust in his hand trembled violently, staring at Master Wuwei's calm side face, Xuan Xuanzi couldn't believe it: "You want him to carry the dragon vein?!"

The dragon vein carries the luck of a country.

If Li Tianlan is carrying the dragon vein...

This is a real defiance of heaven!

"Are you crazy?!"

Master Wuwei smiled and said nothing.

Xuan Xuanzi's face was cloudy, and after a while, he said coldly: "This is the reason why you chose them?"

"Choose?"

Master Wuwei shook his head: "If you say choice, it is also the destiny of heaven that chose me." ”

He closed his eyes, his thoughts churning.

In the winter of more than ten years ago, when he first saw Qin Weibai, who was only ten years old, in the southwest of Zhongzhou, he was in a heavy snow that had been rare for many years in the southwest.

On that day, in the icy, snowy, and turbid world, all he saw was a desolate soul full of scars and a heart that would die.

A smile appeared at the corner of Master Wuwei's mouth.

This is Destiny!

A subtle sound of breaking the air sounded abruptly.

The master of Wuwei remained motionless.

"Poof!"

In the dull sound, the soft floating dust instantly straightened as a sword, and Xuan Xuanzi held the dust in his hand and stabbed directly into the heart of Master Wuwei.

Blood spreads.

Master Wuwei opened his eyes, his eyes were still calm.

"I have the luck of Qingyun Temple and reunite the dragon vein, even if you have a destiny, what can you do?"

Xuan Xuanzi said indifferently.

Master Wuwei chuckled and folded his hands together, and sighed: "Things must be reversed. ”

With his words, Master Wuwei's snow-white long hair over his shoulders instantly burned into ashes, and a circle of invisible qi spread around him, and the whole person of Master Wuwei at this moment seemed to be glowing.

He straightened up.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a roar between heaven and earth.

The qi wave expanded instantly, driving Xuan Xuanzi's body and directly throwing him out of the hall.

The blood on the chest of the Wuwei Master, whose long hair was gone, was dripping red.

Kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, he bowed his head reverently, folded his hands, and his voice was still loud and full of energy: "Amitabha." ”

The pale-faced Xuan Xuanzi fell out of the hall, holding the floating dust in his hand with a look of disbelief.

A blinding ray of light leaped into the sky.

Heaven and earth, the sun is shining in an instant.

When the morning light rises.

Night is approaching.

There is early morning, and there is night.

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(The last few chapters are a bit scattered, so it's a pit.) - Several brothers said that they couldn't understand it, this pit is not deep, the third volume is not long, and these pits will basically be buried in the near future. This update is a bit slow though.. ）