I didn't expect that the Yi Chulian that Jiang Cai said also had a slight relationship with Yuxu Kunlun Mountain.

Therefore, he repeatedly confirmed to Rhubarb: "Do you really recognize the painting in this painting as your Yuxu Kunlun Mountain?" ”

Rhubarb bowed silently.

"Yuxu Kunlun Mountain ......"

Jiang Cai slowly covered his heart, grabbed his collar and said excitedly: "Could it be that Gongzi Yi is a disciple of Yuxu Kunlun Mountain?" ”

Yuxu Kunlun Mountain, for ordinary people in the past, was a place that only existed in legends.

In today's world, there are countless people who ask for immortal cultivation, and everyone holds the dream of becoming an immortal alchemy and practice, that is, in a place like Zixian Mountain Villa, it was originally only a rich man who was far away in Luohe City, and he could also have a little connection with cultivating immortals.

There are many people who cultivate immortals, but there are very few who really become immortals, and one of them is the uncle of Ling Xuzi, the head of Kunlun, Ziwei Zhenren.

Ziwei Zhenren is a very beautiful woman, young, profound Taoism, a hundred years ago on a Chinese New Year's Eve night, in Luoyang City through calamity and soaring, when the ascension, it seems that she is not yet twenty years old.

It is said that before Ziwei Zhenren soared, there was thunder and lightning in Luoyang City, and a heavenly thunder happened to split on the roof of the house where Ziwei Zhenren lived.

The house collapsed, the fire rose, and when people finally extinguished the fire with wooden barrels and gourd scoops, they saw Ziwei Zhenren squatting in the middle of the rubble of the ruins all over the ground, unharmed, the gate of heaven above Luoyang City was wide open, and a golden light penetrated the layers of darkness and projected on the body of Ziwei Zhenren, next to the gate of heaven, auspicious thousands of miles, golden lotus bloomed, one by one cranes hovered in the sky above Luohe City, Ziwei real people stepped on the golden lotus white crane, and disappeared at the end of the gate of heaven.

Because of her, Kunlun has become a holy place for immortal cultivators in the world.

I still heard my brother tell me these things, and when he told this story, he asked me if I was envious, but I shook my head.

Others can only see the splendor and glory of the moment when the immortal cultivator is feathered into an immortal, but they don't know that anyone who can attain immortal enlightenment must have experienced the experience and pain that mortals can't bear.

In my opinion, the book depicts the misty clouds and mist in the heavenly palace, and the strange scene of the colorful mist is not as good as the fireworks when the mortal family makes a fire and cooks, and the immortals in the heavenly palace are cold and cold, saying that they have no desire and no desire, and they are not as interesting as the blind half-immortal who tells fortunes on the flyover.

Saying goodbye to one's family and friends, going to those boring and moldy days, just thinking about it, feels like a kind of torture.

The senior brother said that he didn't want to become an immortal either, and I asked him why he wanted to cultivate immortals since he didn't want to become an immortal.

The senior brother said that it was because he was too good-looking, and it was a sin to let such a handsome face that was unparalleled in the world grow old slowly.

I feel that the senior brother is also waiting for someone, just like Jiang Cai, before that person comes to him, he doesn't dare to get old, and can only rely on cultivating immortals to maintain his youthful appearance.

Jiang Cai's expression could not hide his joy: "I knew that Yi Gongzi had a profound cultivation, and he must not be the son of an ordinary family, but it was ridiculous that I searched all the places in the world, but I only missed Kunlun." ”

In fact, I don't blame Jiang Cai, I heard my senior brother say that as early as more than ten years ago, Kunlun was still a mysterious immortal mountain far away from the sky, and had little contact with the world, until Ling Xuozi became the head of Kunlun, and their Kunlun gradually became active in the world.

I'm afraid that no one would have thought that Kunlunmen, which has always prided itself on being pure-hearted and has few desires and does not ask about mundane things, would cultivate a flamboyant and willful disciple like Yi Chulian, right?

I asked Rhubarb: "You Yuxu Kunlun Gate, is there a person named Yi Chulian?" ”

Rhubarb shook his head, not knowing if he didn't have it, or if he didn't know.

I patiently said to him: "To know is to know, not to know is not to know, if you don't make it clear, how do we know if you are saying that you don't know, or if you don't know?" ”

Da Huang said: "I don't remember. ”

It is also said that rhubarb has died once, and the spirits of the whole body have been dispersed, and now it is rare to remember Yuxu Kunlun Mountain.

Anyway, our trip is to go to Yuxu Kunlun Mountain, and when we get to the mountain, we will inquire with others, if that Yi Chulian is really a disciple of Kunlun Sect, naturally someone will know about him.

I made up my mind and said to Jiang Cai: "I can't hide it, this little brother is a disciple of the Yuxu Kunlun Sect, and he ...... earlier I was a little injured, my brain is not very good, I can't remember the past, we have to send him back to Kunlun Gate, and when we get to the mountain, I will help you ask if they have a disciple named Yi Chulian, if there is, no matter what, I will let him go down the mountain to meet the girl. ”

Jiang Cai was overjoyed and saluted me: "Thank you, girl." ”

I hurriedly helped her up, a little embarrassed: "Don't be so polite, everyone is friends." ”

Coming out of Yuntai Pavilion, I felt a little bored, so I asked Rhubarb to go back to the inn first, walked aimlessly on the street alone, walked along the long street a few times, and finally returned to Yuntai Pavilion.

Standing on the Yuntai, looking up at the glazed blue tiles in front of him, the picture flashing in a trance in front of him, the young man many years ago, standing by the window, laughing and scolding at the lively crowd below.

At that time, the apricot blossoms bloomed all over the long street, fluttering and falling, like snow, but the figure of the person was clean and flawless, comparable to the white of apricot blossoms.

I sighed for a while, and was about to turn to leave, when something fell from the roof and hit me on the head.

I grinned in pain, leaned over to pick it up, only to find that it was a fruit pit, and when I looked up, I saw a person sitting there on the roof of Yuntai Pavilion, and asked me with a smile: "You can't even hide a fruit pit, it can be seen that you must be lazy these days." ”

Senior brother didn't know when he appeared on the Yuntai Pavilion, perhaps, he was already there when I walked into the Yuntai Pavilion to have dinner with Jiang Cai.

My cultivation was not as good as my brother's, and I couldn't fly up at all from such a high place, so I had to go up the stairs slowly, climb out of the window, and finally sit on the roof with him.

I asked my brother, "Brother, am I from Kunlunmen?" ”

My brother was drinking, and he was so shocked by my question that he coughed several times before asking, "Why do you ask that?" ”

I lowered my head and smiled bitterly, "Do you feel it?" ”

I once had a dream in which I knelt in front of a huge gossip array and kowtowed to a palace with a wound.

That dream was very real, so real that to this day, I can feel how sad and heartbroken I was in the dream, and the dream was so vague that I can no longer remember the specific details now, I can only remember that I keep asking.

There is also the young man named Yi Chulian who looks exactly like me, if he is really a disciple of the Yuxu Kunlun Sect, then he and the Yuxu Kunlun Sect must have some kind of relationship with me.

Senior brother knocked on my head, interrupted my train of thought, and said: "Don't be stinky and beautiful, what kind of place is the Yuxu Kunlun Gate, the holy land of cultivating immortals, your three-legged cat kung fu, even I can't beat it, isn't it a shame to be a disciple?" ”

As I said, I have been thinking about the connection between me and Yi Chulian, but I have forgotten the biggest difference between us.

What a gorgeous character he is, compared to me, he is like a phoenix flying in the sky, a native chicken walking on the ground, he can step on the apricot blossoms and fly into Jiang Cai's heart, but I can't even fly up to the roof of Yuntai Pavilion.

The senior brother lay down, leaning on the tiles on the roof, and at this time, the bright moon rose into the sky, and the bright light was scattered on Kyushu.

I asked my brother, "Aren't you happy, brother?" ”

The senior brother seemed to smile a little: "You know again?" ”

I have been with my brother for so many years, although I am noisy many times, but he is not a peaceful person, and he is so silent at this time, even a fool can see it.

Ever since he brought Rhubarb back to Xuanji Mountain, Senior Brother has not seemed to be in a good mood, and I want to ask him what happened, but with Senior Brother's character, he will definitely not tell me easily.

I was deflated and said: "What do you have to do to me, can you treat me, although I said that day that you are unhappy, tell me to make me happy, in fact, it is all a lie to you, knowing that you are unhappy, how can I be happy?" ”

The senior brother was silent for a long time before he said, "I'm wondering, if a person dies, how long will it take for her spirit to disperse after her soul is dispersed, and the place that lingers in her memory?" ”

My brother has always been better at homework than me, but I didn't expect to get tangled up in such a simple problem.

I told him: "After a person dies, the length of time the spirit exists is related to whether her memory is profound, that is to say, for her, a very deep memory, the corresponding spirit will exist for a longer time, if it is an insignificant memory, it will naturally disperse soon, just like rhubarb, obviously he has already died once, but he still remembers Yuxu Kunlun Mountain and he wants to see someone, logically speaking, these things are impossible for him to think of at present, but because of his deep obsession, let him break through some laws of the world, Remembering things that I couldn't have thought of again. ”

"...... so"

Senior Brother's voice was low: "If you can't remember, it can only mean that that memory is not important to her?" ”

I nodded, "yes." ”

The senior brother was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Ah Jing, don't you really have any impression of this place?" ”

I shook my head, "No." ”

"What about Li Dongyang?"

The senior brother still didn't give up, and asked, "Have you ever had a little impression of him, even if it's only a little bit?" ”

I shook my head again, "No." ”

At the same time, he was a little angry and impatient: "You are all bored, don't try me again, you said that I have never been to Yuntai Pavilion, besides, that Li Dongyang, he is not the little marquis of Nanfu Kingdom, came to the Northern Dynasty to marry the princess, people must still be enjoying the glory and wealth in the palace now, an inconsequential person, what do I remember him doing?" ”

"Yes, yes......"

In the embarrassed expression of the senior brother, it was difficult to hide the sourness, I didn't understand what was going on with him, thinking back to those words just now, which one touched his glass heart?

He stood up and said, "It's not too early, let's go back." ”

After a pause, he handed me something with his side hand, and was silent for a moment before he continued: "You can keep this thing first." ”