Yun Jieyu's sigh sounded like a kind of wail to those who had a heart, and there was an indescribable ominous thing in it.

According to the instructions of the Queen Mother before leaving, Caimo went to report to Yun Jieyu what happened in Yuzhi Mountain.

Caimo thought that Yun Jieyu must also be very anxious, and she couldn't wait to go out of the palace immediately to find out.

Who doesn't know, their aunts and nephews are all moon worshippers.

Unexpectedly, Yun Jieyu was indeed so calm, she just said lightly, "Got it." ”

If there is nothing else, I will send the color ink back.

Although the painting heart is curious, he doesn't dare to ask in detail, thinking that his own young lady must have his own opinions.

But it was said that on this day, when the news from the palace came, the old man Qianji was enjoying the snow in his villa on the outskirts of Beijing, reflecting the red plums, which was very beautiful.

The thick curtain in the warm pavilion hangs low, and only the side facing the garden is open for people to enjoy the scenery.

The maid added enough charcoal to the fire, and the red light reflected her cheeks, which were extremely delicate.

She looked at the age of eighteen or nineteen, with apricot eyes and cherry mouths, delicate like apricot blossoms in April.

The eyes of the old man of Qianji were not on this delicate maid.

There is a ** in the pavilion who is dressed as a boudoir lady, her face is painted with pastel, she looks very handsome, and she is singing carefully, and the song is the flower of the backyard.

The old man Qianji looked at the soft figure of **, which was quite interesting, and he also hummed along.

"Liyu Fanglin is on the high pavilion, and the new outfit is glamorous;

Yinghu Ning Jiao didn't go in at first, and greeted him with a smile when he came out.

The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines in the backyard;

The flowers do not bloom for long, and they fall red all over the ground and return to silence! ”

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone unexpectedly visited and broke the peace.

Looking at the familiar mountain and moon marks on the prayer post, he knew that he had to meet the visitor.

**Retreating with interest, the old man approached the window, took a big breath, the clear air outside made him refreshed, and after a few years of rest, it was time to come out and do things.

How long has it been since you cared about moon worship?

He has the name of Changzun, but over the years, the affairs of the moon worship have been handed over to the junior sister to take care of.

If you think about it, I haven't seen her for years.

The last time it was the funeral of the three princes, she mourned her relatives, on the one hand, the death of her parents and children, and on the other hand, she had to take care of the queen's etiquette.

The low cry after being suppressed is really inspiring.

It seems that those more than ten years of companionship have exhausted the joy and happiness of this life, and the remaining years are just cold ashes.

Others don't know, even the old man Qianji doesn't know, how much she paid to give birth to this son.

I only know that she used her mana.

I know that I am going against the sky, but after all, I can't resist the greed of people's hearts, I want the joy of love, I want the combination of blood and bones, and I want to continue for a long time.

Who knows, in the end, you can't escape the backlash of spells, and death may be the best relief.

It's really pitiful!

After that, he hadn't seen her, for a while, for years.

Seeing that the Hongyin Dynasty was no longer able to return to the sky, the junior sister still went against the sky, not only using the spell Yanzuo, but also using the law of the sundial star fate to choose an heir.

Now that three years are approaching, I am afraid that the secret of Yuzhi Mountain will not be able to hide it.

Someone came in and bowed according to the etiquette of the moon salute, "Lord Elder, the time has come for you to go out of the mountain." ”

"Alright, alright, get up. It's been a long time since anyone remembered me as an old fellow. ”

The old man of Qianji has been in a state of retreat all these years, and he no longer interferes in things in the teaching.

Since the eldest son went to Maolong, his heart has faded, and there is no one to inherit the family business, so why should he still struggle?

The visitor did not speak, but silently presented the letter.

The old man opened the letter, and the contents were not surprised.

Sure enough, the divine beast of Yuzhi Mountain couldn't be suppressed, and his old bones could finally die as he could.

He muttered, "I've been waiting for this day for too long." Then he commanded the maid and summoned the younger son to the study.

He said to the comer, "Let me get ready, and I will go with you." Please go to the hall first. ”

The person who came agreed respectfully withdrew.

As soon as the old man stepped into the threshold of the study, he saw that his youngest son was already waiting inside, and his face showed an anxious expression.

"Father, are you really going?" The youngest son stepped forward and pulled his sleeves, reluctantly.

"yes, I'm going to have to fix that." The old man was very calm.

"Father, do you have to be?" The youngest son's face was full of unwillingness and anger.

"I have to do this." The old man said slowly but firmly, he knew that this was what he had to do.

Whether it's for the moon, or for her, or for the people of the world.

He thought of Bai Heng's entrustment to him before leaving, and remembered many, many old things, and for a while, he was not sad.

"You've forgotten that they've abandoned you a long time ago, so why send them yourself." The younger son was still roaring there.

"After I leave, quickly summon your eldest brother back with a flying pigeon, and this family will be handed over to you." The old man interrupted his son and patted him on the arm.

"In the future, you must listen to your eldest brother, and you must not make your own decisions.

You haven't practiced the Dao, and your eldest brother is not allowed to go out until he comes back from Maolong. Remember, remember. ”

He repeatedly told his youngest son not to go out, and he didn't know if he could really comply.

"I see, father, I don't want you to go." As he spoke, the tears of the youngest son flowed.

"If your eldest brother can't come back," he said here, "then you can be a farmer with peace of mind, and don't look for him, this is fate." ”

"Why, father, why did you leave me, if the eldest brother can't come back, I will take his place and glorify our family." The youngest son said in a loud voice.

"Han'er, do you think it is glory to be an elder?

This is the honor that God has given me, and it is also a test for me, and now is the opportunity for me to dedicate myself to repay.

If you can live in peace, I have nothing more to ask for. ”

"Father, father......" Ignoring the sobbing call of his youngest son, the old man stepped out.

The younger son was still crying out, and although he could not call back his father, it seemed that he had to shout out to feel better.

He didn't understand why his father didn't let him learn the Dao Fa, was it because the Dao Fa was dangerous?

Is there anything in this world that can be achieved without danger?

The eldest brother went to Maolong, and there was no news back.

Some people say that he went to Damati, and the last letter sent back by Maolong was nothing more than a farewell.

The father told himself that his brother's Taoism was subtle and not under him, but he was so obsessed with seeking the mystery of Damati that he did not know whether he lived or died.

Now, my father is going to Yuzhi Mountain to be martyred.

What exactly is Taoism? Why is it so obsessive?

No one could give him an answer, and his father's footsteps grew farther and farther away, leaving the heavens and the earth empty.