The moon is as cool as water, and the evening breeze blows away the song.

Ren Pingsheng stood alone outside the tent, as if he had dissolved with the heavy earth and snow-capped peaks.

He quietly looked at the canyon on the left side of the Tianshan Mountains, both yearning and panicking. It seems to be peaceful here, but for him, it is not a matter of ambushing millions of soldiers and horses, and there is a crisis everywhere.

An anxiety and tiredness that had penetrated deep into his bone marrow was disturbing his state of mind.

Ren Pingsheng knows that if he wants to succeed, he needs to endure loneliness, he is still young, although he has looked down on Hongchen, he still has the ambition to step to the top.

With a deep sigh, Ren Pingsheng got into the tent and fell into a dream peacefully

Elder Dorjee looked at Ren Pingsheng, a young monk like duckweed, from a distance, hesitated for a long time, shook his head self-deprecatingly, and disappeared into the night.

In the market the next day, Ren Pingsheng did not see Shangguan Mingyue's figure, and he didn't haunt it, only Naren Toya felt slightly regretful, she had a good impression of this beautiful sister.

Summer turns to autumn, and snowflakes begin to drift near the Tianshan Mountains.

Most of the herders have begun to migrate to the snowy valleys, and it is their destiny to live in the grass.

Ren Pingsheng also rolled up a small tent and moved into the valley with the herdsmen.

"Brother Ren, I've come to see you, are you surprised?"

After two months, Shangguan Mingyue, who was dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, and was carrying a sword, stood outside Ren Pingsheng's tent.

"You still call me Huiku, you can call me Ren Pingsheng, after all, you are older than me......"

"You mean I'm old?"

"Nope. ”

Ren Pingsheng obediently closed his mouth, never discuss the issue of age with a woman, it will put you in a dilemma.

Shangguan Mingyue smiled happily, smiling beautifully, like a snow lotus in the morning sun.

"My father wrote to me and told me that he would not force me to worship under the Yaochi Gate again, and my uncle began to personally instruct me to practice. ”

"I'd love to know why you're so disgusted to enter Yaochi, after all, your mother also came out of Yaochi. ”

Ren Pingsheng's biological mother is the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and he really wants to know more about the situation in Yaochi.

"Hmph! The women who came out of Yaochi were all as cold as frost, and they were uncomfortable to look at. My mother hadn't seen her smile for as long as I could remember, it was horrible, I didn't want to be like her. ”

Shangguan Mingyue thought back to her mother, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Why is that?"

"I heard the uncle say that it is related to the exercises they practice, and they must abandon the seven emotions and six desires, and cut off all the earthly conditions to reach the realm of enlightenment. I admire my father for being able to endure my mother for so long. ”

Ren Pingsheng clasped his hands together and said lightly: "Everyone has their own fate, the fate is shallow and the relationship is different, maybe your parents are each other's fate." ”

"I hope so!" Shangguan Mingyue was sad for a moment, and immediately asked, "I inquired about you and Naren Tuoya just now, but I found that she was not at home. ”

"She went to Dalun Temple to run for the election of the Holy Maiden, and it is said that this year's Holy Maiden will be sent to Yaochi to practice and study. ”

"What?" Shangguan Mingyue hurriedly said: "No, Yaochi is not a good place to go, I have to stop her." ”

Shangguan Mingyue left in a hurry, just like her red clothes, just like her fiery temperament, before leaving, she forgot to say goodbye to Ren Pingsheng.

"Maybe it's going to be an opportunity, maybe it's time for me to turn around and say goodbye. ”

Ren Pingsheng looked at the snow peak in the distance and muttered to himself.

The top of the mountain is golden and blue into the sky, and the flat slope is overlooked.

Dalun Temple is a holy place outside the Saiwai, and there are not only living Buddhas with profound Buddhism in the temple, but also monks who have cultivated to reach the heavens and the earth. It is said that the presiding officer of Dalun Temple, Zha Ren Living Buddha, had stepped into the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Transformation Realm ten years ago, and now he has reached the edge of the Dharma Enlightenment Realm.

Dalun Temple protects the herdsmen from being harassed by horse bandits and robbers, and also accepts the worship of various departments of the grassland, it can be said that this is a very transcendent existence, and no one dares to easily provoke Dalun Temple outside the Saiwai. But today, the peace of Dalun Temple was broken, and one person and one sword made a big fuss about the temple ceremony, and also disturbed the purity of Buddhism.

"Miss Shangguan, let me say it again, as long as you retreat here, for the sake of the face of the owner of Shangguan Village of Heavenly Sword Villa, this temple will not care about you. ”

The living Buddha of Zharen folded his hands and meditated on the Amitabha Buddha, and the main hall was already full of wailing monks. At this moment, his heart was about to be unable to suppress the nameless fire, and it was the first time in nearly a hundred years that someone dared to come to Dalun Temple like this.

"As I said, as long as I take Sister Narentoya away, I won't bother with you. ”

"Shangguan donor, are you too presumptuous?"

"Old monk, then let us see the real chapter under our hands. ”

The sword flashed, and the sword was unsheathed, stabbing at the living Buddha like lightning.

This sword, the body of the sword is covered with flames, and this flame seems to be able to burn all the injustices in the world!

However, this sword did not pierce the living Buddha of Zharen, and there seemed to be a high mountain standing in front of Zaren, blocking the sword fire like a torrent.

Zha Ren swung out his left palm, and a huge palm like a white mist slapped heavily on Shangguan Mingyue's body.

Shangguan Mingyue's sword fell into the dust, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"I just want you to know that it's not a good thing to be strong. ”

Zha Ren pointed out, a flash of white light, and went straight to Shangguan Mingyue's dantian.

"Zaren, it's been a little too much, do you still want to abolish my niece?"

A cyan sword suddenly flew out, not only dispersing the white light that popped out of Zaren's fingertips, but also piercing the robe that Zarin had thrown.

Zaren used all his strength to block the sword, but a blush flashed across his face, then turned iron-blue, and the corners of his mouth glowed with golden blood.

"Zharen, I didn't expect that after many years of not seeing, your Golden Body Arhat Gong is about to complete the easy blood, I'm afraid it's not far from the realm of enlightenment!"

Shangguan Qingfeng, who suddenly appeared, swayed his left sleeve lightly, and the cyan sword turned into a ghostly light and disappeared into his show.

"You've entered the Creation Realm?"

Zaren was taken aback, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Hey, there's still one step away, but this step is like a world away. ”

Shangguan Qingfeng's tone was very regretful, but his face was filled with a confident smile.

"Mingyue, are you responsible for causing trouble to the uncle when you come here?"

Shangguan Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile, his index finger was on Shangguan Mingyue's left arm, and a sharp and cold True Yuan swam in Shangguan Mingyue's meridians for a week, and Shangguan Mingyue's injuries instantly healed.

"Uncle, I'm going to leave with Sister Naren Toya, I can't let her jump into the fire pit of Yaochi. ”

"Although Yaochi's exercises are not suitable for you, it is not that little girl's chance!" Shangguan Qingfeng turned to Zha Ren and teased: "Old monk, be careful of meat buns and dogs, if you hand over the grassland saintess to Yaochi, aren't you afraid that you are seeking skin with the tiger? ”

Shangguan Qingfeng carried the reluctant Shangguan Mingyue, stepped on the cyan sword light, and flew out of Dalun Temple in an instant.

"Living Buddha, do you want to continue when you are older?"

Elder Dorjee's confidence began to waver, and Shangguan Qingfeng's words made him uneasy.

"Go on! We can't pass up any chance to let the grasslands rise. After this ceremony, you inform the elders of the various tribes to come to the temple to protect the Dharma, and I must enter the realm of Dharma enlightenment as soon as possible. Shangguan Qingfeng, I will definitely surpass you. ”