The green mountains are like daisies, and the moonlight is gentle like water.

Luofu Mountain is gentle like a beauty in the moonlight, quiet and peaceful.

In the middle of the mountain road, a young man walked slowly, it was Yang Qiao.

In the underground palace of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, he experienced the most thrilling encounter in this life, but many mysteries in his heart have not been solved.

It's just that Yang Qiao is not confused this time.

While everyone was listening to Qin Shi Huang's message, he heard another voice, a clear and ancient voice.

"The great event has been completed, and Gi has returned to his teacher's hometown, and the opportunity here is left for future generations, Ji, and there is no regret. "

Liu Bowen, he ...... Have you returned to Lu Weijiu's hometown?

Then, it should be Luofu Mountain.

I remember that Master once mentioned that he had spent countless years cultivating in this Luofu Mountain.

Yang Qiao relied on a vague sense in his heart and followed his heart to Luofu Mountain. As he had a hunch, the more he walked to the top of the mountain, the clearer the vague feeling in his heart became.

He felt the cause and effect in the dark, and he felt that someone was waiting for him in front of him.

The top of Luofu Mountain under the moonlight is shrouded in a hazy sense of mystery.

Yang Qiao followed the stronger and stronger feeling, came to a huge mountain wall, which was crawling with countless green vines, Yang Qiao stood for a moment, stretched out his hand to tear the dense vines apart little by little, and then he saw that there was a hole behind the stone wall.

He didn't hesitate and walked inside.

The moonlight shone in from behind, faintly shining on a sitting person in the cave.

"Is that you?"

Yang Qiao spoke.

The person didn't respond, Yang Qiao walked in front of him, and found that this person's clothes were rotten, covered with thick dust and moss, I don't know how many years he had been sitting here, perhaps, he had been dead for many years, and what remained here was just a remnant of a Dharma body.

But Yang Qiao clearly knew that this person was not dead.

In his body, there is still a little spiritual light that shrinks like the size of a needle's eye, a glimmer of life.

He is Liu Bowen!

This is the induction of blood, and it is also the bond of cause and effect, but Liu Bowen has been more than 600 years away from now, how could he not die?

Yang Qiao was stunned, and suddenly felt that the dragon teeth hanging on his neck were heating up.

A faint qi machine came out of the dragon's teeth and passed on to Liu Bowen's "remains", and the next moment, Yang Qiao's eyes widened in surprise, and he saw that the person sitting cross-legged moved.

A cloud of dust was shaken off him.

The eyeballs under the eyelids are turning, faster and faster.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's just a moment, Liu Bowen opened his eyes.

His eyes were calm and simple, pure as a child.

After more than 600 years, Yang Qiao met his ancestor, the legendary first wise man at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, who could call the wind and rain, omniscient and omnipotent, Liu Bowen.

They looked at each other calmly, and countless messages met through their eyes.

At this moment, Yang Qiao seemed to understand a lot.

Liu Bowen told him the truth of everything with some secret method.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I've finally waited for you. Liu Bowen's lips moved slightly, and there was no sound, but the voice appeared clearly in Yang Qiao's mind.

Yang Qiao, understood.

More than 600 years ago, why did Liu Bowen risk the world to cut off the dragon vein?

First, because Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to seek the art of immortality, but with Liu Bowen's wisdom and feng shui ability, he judged that Zhu Yuanzhang did not have this opportunity.

But Zhu Yuanzhang threatened the lives of Liu Bowen's family, and as a last resort, Liu Bowen had no choice but to do it.

He has long known that Zhu Yuanzhang is a person, he can share hardships and hardships, but not wealth and prosperity. He had long wanted to retire and get out of this power field in time, but fate was so that he couldn't escape it.

But in the process of finding "immortal fate" for Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Bowen also did another thing, that is, to ascend to the "fairy world" for Lu Weijiu.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't have this opportunity, but Lu Weijiu did.

Although Lu Weijiu only has a trace of heroic spirit left in the world, residing in the amber yin and yang fish, ascending to the immortal realm itself is spiritual consciousness, not physical body.

Buddhism has clouds, and it is exactly what it means to give up a stinky skin.

What's more, with Lu Weijiu's situation at that time, if he didn't use the dragon vein to continue his life, it would be impossible for his spiritual sense to continue.

Although the amber yin-yang fish is miraculous, the energy is not eternal, it will be consumed, and there will be a day when it will be exhausted.

The same is true of Lu Weijiu's Heroic Spirit.

He spent a long time from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and by Liu Bowen's time, he was already extremely weak, if Liu Bowen didn't do anything, Lu Weijiu would really disappear.

Liu Bowen has always been a person who values love and righteousness, so he naturally can't see his teacher end up like this.

But at the same time, he also knew that with Lu Weijiu's style of acting and his broad mind, he would never agree to do this.

Therefore, he secretly concealed Lu Weijiu, and with the support of Zhu Yuanzhang, cut off the dragon vein, and removed part of the power to open up the legendary god realm, and the other part was stored in the amber yin and yang fish, which was used to stabilize the heroic spirit of his mentor Lu Weijiu and "extend his life" for Lu Weijiu.

At the same time, he also calculated that if he wanted Lu Weijiu to ascend to the immortal realm, he had to collect the fragments of the dragon veins that were scattered in all directions after cutting off the dragon veins again, and transform all the dragon power into Lu Weijiu with secret methods, so that the master could really embark on that step.

It's just that Liu Bowen knows that his limit is approaching, and he can't do it anymore.

So he tried his best to set up a feng shui bureau in the ancient tombs he had experienced, and set up all kinds of opportunities, all for Yang Qiao.

Only this own bloodline, the next disciple of this teacher, can do what he has not done.

Yang Qiao is still young, he has a great future, and there are countless time and opportunities to support him to do this.

After doing all this, Liu Bowen returned to Luofu Mountain, where his teacher practiced in the past, and sealed his five senses with secret methods, not moving, and not eating.

More than 600 years, like a flick of a finger.

In order to take one last look at this heir who pinned his high hopes on him, I wanted to tell him all the secrets, and I wanted to tell him personally: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." "

It's another kind of spiritual heritage.

Although Liu Bowen is not Yang Qiao's master, on another spiritual level, he is Yang Qiao's "guide", who laid out everything six hundred years ago, and guided Yang Qiao to this place little by little.

In the end, Lu Weijiu's spiritual sense was already fragile, and if Yang Qiao transferred the power of the five dragon veins sealed on his body to Lu Weijiu, he might be able to let his master's spiritual sense last for a while longer.

Maybe you can wait until the moment when Yang Qiao gathers the dragon veins in the world.

It's just that at that time, Liu Bowen couldn't see it anymore.

His eyes are peaceful and calm, but his body is disintegrating inch by inch, the five decays of heaven and man, no matter what level of cultivation he reaches, even if it is a legendary real person or immortal, it is difficult to escape the moment of aging and death.

This is the law of all things.

Liu Bowen is no exception.

He held on for more than six hundred years, and it was for this moment that after telling Yang Qiao everything, his body finally began to collapse.

The breeze outside the cave is blowing.

Inside the cave, Liu Bowen's body turned to ashes.

In the end, a little spiritual light in his body turned into a small firefly, flew out of the cave, flew to an inexplicable height, and finally returned to this world.

Yang Qiao, looking up at the starry sky, was stunned.

Liu Bowen really left this time.

He walked freely, but he threw all the problems to himself. Back then, he was not sure to convince the stubborn master, could he do it himself?

"Idiot. "

Behind him, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Yang Qiao Huoran turned around, his pupils dilated slightly.

He saw a hazy figure under the moonlight.

The catkins are all over the sky, the flowers are falling like snow, the great master of feng shui in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Lu Weijiu stands there, as if he has been waiting for a century.

"Master......" Yang Qiao's Adam's apple squirmed, and his voice was already choked.

He knew that the master could see and see everything that happened to him, and he could also see the encounter between himself and Liu Bowen.

Ever since the master had to sleep in order to seal Xie An's remnant soul in Xin Chai's tomb, Yang Qiao has been constantly using the dragon vein to warm the amber yin and yang fish.

He didn't know exactly what was going to happen, he just did it subconsciously.

Master, I woke up.

However, he couldn't say the latter words, the master already knew everything, unlike when Liu Bowen hid it from him, how could the master agree?

Use the dragon veins of the world and the luck of the people in the world to exchange for the rebirth of one person, Lu Weijiu disdains it.

Despite this, Yang Qiao still wanted to try it, his lips moved slightly, and just as he wanted to speak, he saw Lu Weijiu shaking his head slightly and said, "Idiot, don't you really understand the mind of being a teacher?"

He stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the starry sky, and said in a voice abruptly: "The stars of Luofu Mountain, I really can't see enough...... When I was here to enlighten, I loved this land, I loved every living creature on this land, and if I wanted to exchange their luck and their lives for me, I would rather die. "

After a pause, he lowered his head and stared at Yang Qiao and continued: "The dragon vein on your body, don't you need to suppress Xie An's remnant soul?" I have lived for more than a thousand years as a teacher, and I have lived long enough, Liu Ji is gone, and I will also go where I should go." "

"Master!"

Yang Qiao knelt down with a "porphyr" and mourned loudly.

"Idiot, don't cry, you're a real man...... You are very good......" Lu Weijiu stretched out a translucent hand and gently stroked the top of Yang Qiao's head, although it couldn't be touched, there was still a warm power that penetrated into Yang Qiao's heart.

"What should be passed on to you has already been passed on to you, you can't always rely on it as a teacher, you have to go on your own in the future. "

"Master......"

Yang Qiao was already in tears, his voice was choked, he couldn't say the words in his heart, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a big stone.

"In the future, although the teacher will not be able to continue to be by your side, ah...... For the teacher, this green mountain, this starry sky, still looks after you and watches you go further...... My good boy, go forward with confidence. "

Yang Qiao lowered his head, and his shoulders kept sobbing.

When he realized that Lu Weijiu's voice had not been heard for a long time, he suddenly raised his head, and Lu Weijiu was already missing in front of him.

Looking up to the sky, under the starry sky, there are faint fireflies flying, I don't know if it is Lu Weijiu's soul.

"Master~~~"

Yang Qiao looked up to the sky and shouted, extremely sad.

From now on, I am the only one left, the road ahead is lonely, who can be a confidant? Who understands the loneliness and sorrow in the heart of the young man?

Yang Qiao shook his body and walked slowly down the mountain along the mountain road he came.

The grief in his heart was indescribable, and the tears were dry.

Step by step, go down the mountain road, just like Liu Bowen more than 600 years ago, just like Lu Weijiu thousands of years ago.

The more he walked, the more steady his steps became, and his waist gradually straightened.

More than 1,600 years ago, there was a young man who realized the Tao in this Luofu Mountain and became the world's first feng shui master.

1,600 years later, his disciples will also follow the path of their teacher.

No more confusion.

The green mountains are like daisies, the moon is full of Luofu, Yang Qiao walked and walked, and suddenly felt something in his heart, and couldn't help but look back.

But seeing that the moonlight is like water and the stars are all over the sky, the vast Luofu Mountain is like a giant's arm hugging itself tightly.

In the sky, there are a pair of stars as bright as eyes, looking at themselves gently.

It was Lu Weijiu's eyes.

Yang Qiao pursed his lips, his heart stirred, he turned his head, didn't look aside, and walked forward with firm steps.

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