Half-pushed, half-pushed, Lan Yi followed Yuwen Yanyan, who was named Li Qingyan, out of the meditation room and went straight to the back mountain, went out from the corner gate and climbed the mountain for a while, Lan Yi was so tired that his legs were soft, but Yuwen Yanyan's face did not change and he did not panth, one hundred and twenty years old, Lan Yi was in a trance She was not a mortal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally, Yuwen Yanyan, who was leading the way, stopped, turned around to look at the Baochan Temple under the mountain, and the Royal Forest Army searched for a long time, but it was unsuccessful, so they retreated.

Yuwen Yanyan sat on a rock, next to his fingers motioned for Lan Yi to sit too, Fang Cai was not in a hurry and revealed his identity, a master like her had already cultivated everywhere and changed into a state of selflessness, the reason why she told Lan Yi that she was a member of the Yuwen family was that she already knew that Lan Yi was a member of the public losing family, and the ghost made the gods worse, she suddenly remembered that she was once a person of the public loser.

Lan Yi knew that she was extraordinary, but she never expected that she would be the wife of Gong Yi Pan, the book enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Hou Mansion Lan Yi had already read, the hatred between the Gong Yi family and the Yuwen family started from Gong Yi Pan and Yuwen Ba, Yuwen Ba was untrustworthy, and said that he would overthrow the former Chen and sit with Gong Yi Pan, but if he really killed the former Chen Emperor, Yu Wenba ascended the throne and became the emperor himself, and then only made a marquis to Gong Yi Pan, Lan Yi has always wondered why Gong Yi put up with it, Why don't you continue to compete with Yuwen Ba for imperial power, now it seems that it is probably related to this Yuwen Yan Yan.

The wind was strong on the mountain, Lan Yi took off his cloak and handed it to Yuwen Yan Yan Yan with concern: "Seniors, beware of getting cold. ”

Yuwen Yanyan pushed his hand away from the cloak: "You better take care of yourself, I'm used to living in the mountains, but you can't help but look weak." ”

As soon as he entered the empty door, it was a hundred years, and Lan Yi felt that he would be tired of glory and wealth for a hundred years, but Yuwen Yan Yan could practice in the mountains for a hundred years, and it was days and nights stacked with loneliness, Lan Yi sighed for no reason.

Yuwen Yan Yan is in a posture of meditating cross-legged, very old, and has no rickety body, Lan Yi thinks about her slim posture when she was young, and I don't know how many heroes and heroes she has fallen.

A withered leaf blew by the wind and swept through Yuwen Yanyan's cheeks, she grabbed it with her hand, stroked the veins on the withered leaves, and sighed: "Do you know about the public loser and the Yuwen family?" ”

Lan Yi knew which case she was asking and nodded.

As soon as Yuwen Yanyan's hand was released, the withered leaves drifted away with the wind again, and her heart drifted back to a hundred years ago, her always calm gaze suddenly became restless, and she smiled bitterly: "I have been practicing for a hundred years, and now when I think of you, I am still impetuous, it seems that my cultivation is not enough." ”

This you, Lan Yi knew that it must be a public loser, and he didn't make a sound, hoping to follow Yuwen Yanyan's memories to understand the thrilling story of a hundred years ago, about war, about love.

Yuwen Yanyan finished being sentimental and looked at Lan Yi sideways: "You really want to know what happened a hundred years ago, right?" ”

Lan Yi hummed cautiously, for fear that she would interrupt her thoughts by talking too much.

Yuwen Yanyan pointed to Baochan Temple and asked, "Are you cold, do you need to go back?" ”

Lan Yi was anxious and shook his head: "The younger generation is not cold, and the daughters-in-law of our two losers are blowing the wind here, which is also very good." ”

Yuwen Yanyan's snow-white eyebrows moved, and he muttered: "The daughter-in-law of the two losers is also right and wrong, after all, I have already escaped from the red dust." ”

Lan Yi pointed to his feet and said: "You and I are both in the world, how can we talk about getting rid of the red dust, if the predecessors can really get rid of the red dust, they shouldn't call themselves Yuwen Yanyan." ”

This is not ridicule, let alone blame, but I want her to understand a truth, her body has been out of the red dust for a hundred years, in fact, her heart has been in the red dust for a hundred years, a person, if there is no huge love or hate, don't say a hundred years, a year of dedication to practice can be enlightened and become a Buddha, Yuwen Yanyan has been deceiving himself.

Sure enough, after Lan Yi's words, Yuwen Yanyan looked at Lan Yi in horror as if he had finally woken up from a dream in a hundred years: "Yes, I am no longer Yuwen Yanyan, not the daughter-in-law of the public loser, why do I still have to wade in this troubled water, let's fight, I didn't fight because of me, and now I still have to be nosy, heaven and earth don't allow it." ”

Lan Yi heard the meaning of her words, the wind blew a little cold, she stiffened up, and said sincerely: "If the seniors can stop this battle, it will still be good." ”

Unexpectedly, Yuwen Yanyan shook his head slowly: "In that case, I will become a sinner of the public loser, even if I can live to be a thousand years old, I will eventually pass away, what kind of face will I go to see him at that time." ”

It turned out that Yuwen Yanyan felt that the public loser was going to do something to the Yuwen family, and she wanted to persuade the public loser to stop, not for the Yuwen family, but for the sake of the common people in the world, the cultivators, the Buddha loves the people, she doesn't want to be ruined, but at the beginning, the public loser endured humiliation and stealing her life for her, she can no longer let the soul of the public loser continue to endure the humiliation, and if it is God's will for the public loser to replace the Yuwen family, then she can't act against the sky.

After thinking about it, Yuwen Yan Yan gestured to Lan Yi and said: "When I was as old as you, I was also full of curiosity about everything, if I couldn't figure it out at the root of anything, I really didn't think about it, so I told you everything you want to know, and then, forget me, forget that we have met, and from now on there will be no Yuwen Yan Yan in the world, only one practice is not enough, Li Qingyan who is still continuing to practice." ”

Lan Yi felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he was inexplicably excited, and licked his air-dried lips: "A hundred years ago, ......"

Yuwen Yanyan looked up at the sky, the clouds were long, a hundred years ago it seemed like yesterday, at that time she was as young as a young willow that sprouted in early spring, because of the relationship between her brother Yuwenba, she met Gongyipan, she has beauty and talent, Gongyipan has handsomeness and kung fu, love at first sight with each other, love out of control.

Later, Yuwen Ba united with the public to fight against Chen, and agreed to overthrow the Chen Dynasty after sitting together, Yuwen Yan Yan also thought that there could be no two heads of household in the family, how could there be two emperors in the country, what is the matter with two dragon chairs in the main hall, it is difficult to put a dragon chair into one person to sit half, more funny.

The mistake is that she thought so, but she didn't say these words to Gong Yipan, and Gong Yipan, who was in love, had no doubts about Yuwen Ba's words, the two of them finally defeated the emperor of Qianchen by attacking the north and south, unfortunately the nearby Qi country came to the rescue, Gong Yipan listened to Yuwenba's words to block, and when he returned to the capital, Yuwen Ba had ascended the throne as the new emperor, he was furious and wanted to enter the palace to question Yuwen Ba, at this time, Yuwen Ba pushed Yuwen Yan Yan out of the way, do you want the throne or a beauty, choose yourself.

Gong Yipan watched Yuwen Yanyan be tied up like a zongzi, and even his mouth was stuffed with a ball of cloth, but the tears couldn't finish flowing, he kept crying and crying, Gong Yipan compromised, he took Yuwen Yanyan away, accepted Yuwen Ba's edict, and later, depression became an illness, and he died young, and the day after he was buried, Yuwen Yanyan shaved himself as a nun.