Bing Lingjie and Qian Yu quietly watched the scene in front of them......

Several cloud-shaped phantoms, each still holding a strange instrument they had never seen and heard before, and then a accompanied by loneliness and loneliness sounded......

It instantly resounded in every corner of the capital......

The people of Tamakyo Castle took to the streets one after another, looking up at the night sky, only to find that there was nothing but bursts of musical melody playing, a beautiful rhythm that they had never heard before......

A low, mournful, and desolate voice sounded slowly......

With the dreams that are gone

Admire the escort of lovers in the rain

The chill after the rain was as thick as yesterday

The lonely and dazed feelings are still not frozen

Let yesterday's soft thoughts and memories dance in my heart

Wandering through the rain-soaked streets

Pedestrians hurried by

The fallen oil umbrella looks like a tired face

The feeling of being forgotten and helpless turned out to be painful

Let the raindrops gently wet my dreams

The sun seems to understand the pain of my loneliness

After the freezing rain, I will be warmed by the warmth of the heart

Ah, will we meet her in this place?

Relieve me of loneliness and embrace the warmth

The backs of the two are flashing back to yesterday's encounter

Acquaintances are flying in the rain, but love passes like the wind

Wandering through the rain-soaked streets

Pedestrians hurried by

The fallen oil umbrella looks like a tired face

The feeling of being forgotten and helpless turned out to be painful

Let the raindrops gently wet my dreams

The sun seems to understand the pain of my loneliness

After the freezing rain, I will be warmed by the warmth of the heart

Ah, will we meet her in this place?

Relieve me of loneliness and embrace the warmth

The backs of the two are flashing back to yesterday's encounter

Acquaintances are flying in the rain, but love passes like the wind

The backs of the two are reminiscent of yesterday's chance encounter

Acquaintances are flying in the rain, but love passes like the wind

(Excerpted from Huang Kaiqin's Lovers in the Rain, the lyrics have been slightly changed)

The old prince and the old lady in the palace stood in the courtyard, looking up at the night sky, shaking their heads and sighing......

Gui Wuji and Yue Shui Han also hugged each other in their courtyards, looking up at the moon, silent for a long time......

Fei'er, Meng'er, Qingqing's eyes were already rubbing with tears, and tears quietly slipped down, wetting the placket on her chest......

Dong Zhitang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the charming full moon, and there were bursts of mist in his eyes......

The people of Jade Kyoto City, looking at the endless night sky, were also in a heavy mood, and tears flowed down quietly......

After Ah Lang finished singing, he still stared at the vast night sky and was silent for a long time......

Bing Lingjie and Qianyu quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes and were about to go to Ah Lang's side......

Suddenly, a high-pitched phoenix chirped through the night sky, and the song did not fall, a colorful giant bird, whose body was composed of red, purple, white, blue, and gold. The feet are three sharp claws, the head has a crown of feathers, the beak is red, it looks extremely sharp, the eyes open and close, the golden light flashes, the whole body is shining, faintly flowing with five-colored light......

A woman dressed in white was standing above the head of the giant bird, staring at Ah Lang with a smile......

Tall and upright figure, the whole body emits a faint white light, standing with his hands in his hands, green silk like clouds, scattered around the waist at will, Qiong's nose and small mouth, eyebrows like a crescent moon, slightly slender eyes, the eyes are shining, beautiful like the peach of three springs, pure and plain like a chrysanthemum of nine autumns, like a fairy descending to earth, people can only look up when they see it, and they dare not have the slightest blasphemy!

"Little husband, I haven't seen you for a long time, come, let Sister Mo'er hug me!" Mo Wuya finished speaking, clapped his hands, opened his arms, and waited for Ah Lang......

Ah Lang looked at Mo Wuya stupidly, tears instantly burst out of his eyes, and he appeared in front of her.

Mo Wuya gently wiped away Ah Lang's tears, turned his head to look at Bing Lingjie and Qianyu, and said with a smile: "You two go back to the palace first, and Ah Lang and I will come back after lingering." After speaking, he raised his head and let out a long roar, and Yuan Feng also followed with a phoenix roar, and the giant wings moved, and then disappeared.

"This Mo Wuya is really domineering, dare to say anything. Bing Lingjie smiled.

"Sister Ling, let's go back first!" Qian Yu also smiled.

The two of them then disappeared into the void.

Several cloud-shaped phantoms also dissipated into the night sky with the gentle breeze......

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"Little Husband, do you miss Sister Mo'er?" Mo Wuya hugged Ah Lang tightly and said with a smile.

Ah Lang then nodded, looked at Mo Wuya with a smile, and did not speak.

Mo Wuya raised his hand around Ah Lang's neck and imprinted his lips......

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"Sister Mo'er, last time I was at Fei'er's residence, I left suddenly, what happened?" Ah Lang looked at Mo Wuyadao.

"Something happened at home, it was dealt with quickly, but who knew that there were some episodes, so it has been delayed until now, don't be angry, little husband, if it doesn't work, Sister Mo'er will kiss you again......!"

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"Sister Mo'er, why are you hungrier than me, your mouth is swollen by you!" Ah Lang took out the jade bottle containing the heavenly marrow liquid from his arms and kept wiping the pig's lips......

"You big silver thief, isn't this your favorite thing to do! People know that you must be thinking cranky and annoyed with me during this time, so they take the initiative to apologize to you. It's my fault to do this, don't want to touch me in the future!" Mo Wuya finished speaking, turned around and ignored Ah Lang.

Ah Lang hurriedly nodded, apologized again and again, and said with a smile: "Sister Mo'er, my husband is wrong, I don't know the hearts of good people, I just made a mistake for a while, and I just made a mistake for a while." You're just like me to be one of your ass, poof, poof, poof...... Just let it out!"

"Ah Lang, you're talking nonsense again!" Mo Wuya's pretty face suddenly flew with a glow, and he said coquettishly.

"Sister Mo'er, I haven't seen you for many days, how can you cultivate higher than me, what level are you now?" Ah Lang looked at Mo Wuya in surprise.

"My own cultivation is higher than you, as long as you advance to the peak stage of 'Enlightenment', won't I be allowed to reach the early stage of 'Stealing Dao'?" Mo Wuya looked at Ah Lang's surprised appearance and said with a smile.

"Sister Mo'er, are you ...... You're all "stealing" in the early days! Oh my God, that ...... Then have you survived?" Ah Lang was stunned for a moment, looked at Mo Wuya, and stammered.

"The first two families are their own people, let's put it off for the time being, and when I see you, I will just go through the process, so I'm in a hurry to find you. Oh, by the way, from the "Near Dao", "Near Dao", and "Enlightenment", I have been promoted to the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation three times, but I haven't crossed it, you are my husband, you have to help me!" Mo Wuya looked at Ah Lang and smiled.

Ah Lang

After listening to Mo Wuya's words, he grinned, and then said with a straight face: "I said Sister Mo'er, you can really do it, a guy has a triple championship! This is also the husband, if you change someone, how can you have this treatment? Say, after the incident, how can you thank the husband!"

Mo Wuya put his arms around Ah Lang's neck, stared at him, and said slowly: "Husband helps me, the little woman has nothing to repay, only to promise herself, let you pick!Come on, start now!" After finishing speaking, he tore Ah Lang's clothes......

Ah Lang was so frightened that he screamed, and hurriedly threw his hand at Mo Wuya, begging for mercy again and again......

Mo Wuya looked at Ah Lang's embarrassment, burst into laughter, and kneaded his cheeks vigorously......

Then the two snuggled up tightly and told each other's heartfelt ......

Then Ah Lang Zhengse looked at Mo Wuya and said slowly......

The human heart is the master of oneness. It is the foundation of becoming a saint and a sage, becoming a god and an immortal; when the heart is quiet, all fate is silent, and when the heart is moving, distracted thoughts are born chaotically. If there is nothing in the mind, it is empty, the inner mind cannot be thought, and the external object is not accepted, and it should always be quiet, and it should always be quiet. Although the day is in the bustling and lively scene, such as the light of the mirror, like the stop of the water, there is no dust and no waves, since it is not moved by the situation, it is also like the outline of the whole network, folding clothes and collars, left and right, all inappropriate.

The innate true treasure is like gold and jade, and the acquired fake is like sand and stone. The acquired fakes bury the innate true treasures, such as sand and stones burying gold and jade. Therefore, if you want to seek the innate truth, you must exhaust the acquired falsehood. The true one, the spiritual root of the innate qi, the false one, the karma of all kinds of calamities, and the acquired temperament of the husband, the qi of the five elements, and the deviation of accumulated habits. It is not easy to get a true and buried in ten thousand falsehoods, so it is necessary to use the work of gradual cultivation to remove its falsehood, so that it can see its truth; Bright in front of you, just like the sand and stone to the end, you can see the gold and jade. This bitter sweetness comes, and the incense comes out of the smell.

The wisdom and wisdom of man are like the light of a lamp and a candle. Its light is misused outside, striving for victory, seeking fame and profit, day and night, thinking about it, chasing the false realm, losing the original sect, clear on the outside and dark on the inside, not to be injured and killed. If a husband abandons the false and returns to the truth, despises the deaf and destroys his wisdom, takes his life as a major matter, returns to the light, refines himself and holds his heart, looks down on everything, everything is empty, is not moved by external objects, is not stained by the dust, is clear inside and dark outside, can be a sage and a saint, a god and an immortal, the unknown is clear, and the wisdom is high. Therefore Yun: "Great wisdom is foolish, great ingenuity is clumsy".

People's selfish desires and habits are all false, fake like grass, and natural conscience is true, true like a tree. If there is a slight residue of quality, it will be latent for a long time, from less to more, and the greatest harm will be. Cultivation must always take care of the inherent innocence, cultivate it by carving, watering it with divine water, and nourish it with true fire, not teaching to move, not to teach to shake, to support in every way, to care for all kinds of help, and to cultivate it to the root and strength, and to be full of energy and spirit, so that it can not be moved by all things, burdened by everything, and there will be no future troubles. Therefore, if there is no falsehood, there will be no falsehood, such as cutting grass and digging up the roots, cultivating the truth will be untrue, and if planting a tree, it will be solid and profound. Gu Yun: "A trace of yin energy is inexhaustible, not immortal, and a trace of yang energy is inexhaustible, and it is immortal." ”。

The womb of the saint, the womb of the saint, is the original of my life. Originally, the holy fetus was condensed, such as a mussel with beads and a chicken with eggs, but it did not give birth to ears. At this time, there is no room for reluctance to do something, only to be in the rules; water does not teach dryness, fire does not teach cold; to prevent danger and danger, to prevent it; from tender and firm, from slight to focused, there is naturally a grain of millet pearl, bursting out from the furnace of creation; through the heavens and the earth, vertical and horizontal and rebellious and unobstructed, and the void is the same body; it is also like a mussel containing pearls and does not disperse, and a chicken holds its eggs and does not leave; when the fire arrives, the pearl becomes its own and the chick comes out of itself.

"Ah Lang, where did you get these cultivation mantras?" Mo Wuya looked at Ah Lang in surprise.

"I came to my senses, and no one told me. Ah Lang said complacently.

"You're talking nonsense again, people are talking to you well!" Mo Wuya said angrily.

"Sister Mo'er, this is really my own realization!" Ah Lang then told Mo Wuya about the mysterious voice that suddenly appeared several times in the night sky.

Mo Wuya was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes were full of unbelievable and unbelievable looks......