Time passed quietly, since Sun Zhenhuan said that he would face Huang Yaoshi on the broken bridge of the West Lake, most of the time has passed, and the day of the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is getting closer and closer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fengyun Inn secretly launched a gambling game, the duel between the East Evil and the Demon Immortal no matter who loses or wins, as long as someone bets on the right result, and the martial arts is the highest among all the people who bet to win, it can satisfy a wish. Whether it is a magic weapon, a martial arts cheat, or even gold and silver jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, BMW incense cars, stunning beauties, these things are at your disposal, and the inn can agree!

The entire rivers and lakes were boiled by this fire, and too many people's hearts were ignited and burned by this fire......

Before the gambling game officially began, many people took the opportunity of this 'Evil Immortal Decision' to start a battle that affected the entire martial arts, either because of desire, or because of grudges, or because of other ulterior motives!

With the passage of time, the bloodshed has expanded more and more, many people have died in this change, and many forces have been purged in this turmoil......

Compared with the sword light and sword shadow and the bloody rain and bloody wind in the martial arts, there is still a quiet and peaceful place on Zhongnan Mountain at this moment, but there is a trace of strange hustle and bustle in the tranquility.

"Eh, uncle, that's the fasting meal eaten by the four generations of disciples, how can you rob the younger generations of what they eat!?"

"Uncle Shi, that "Chunyang Anthology" is the manuscript of the former Tang Chunyang Lu Zu! There is only this one left in the world, don't use it to wipe your mouth!! ”

Outside the Chongyang Palace, six Taoist priests hurriedly chased after an old man with white hair, although the old man was old, his martial arts were profound, his legs and feet were smart like a wild goose flying birds, jumping and flying between the pavilion beams of the eaves and arches, and a key step jumped over the towering stone monument, and jumped up by stepping on the stone tablet, standing on the treetops.

"Huhu...... Teacher...... If you run down again, you'll have to cross the edge of the Zhongnan Tomb and enter the boundary of the Living Dead Cemetery next to it! Hao Datong breathed and shouted loudly to Zhou Botong at the top of his voice.

"Tomb of the Living Dead? Is that a living person or a dead person, huh? It's fun, I'll go over and take a look, this broken book will be returned to you, catch it! Zhou Botong stood on the tree and laughed weirdly, threw out the "Pure Yang Anthology" in his hand in the air, and then jumped towards the tomb of the living dead without looking back!

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi! You're back ......."

"Okay, you don't have to call it, Uncle Shi's naughty childlike nature, we can't call it back, the head of the house let us go back to the Chongyang Hall to discuss the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon 'Evil Immortal Decision' between Zhixuan and Huang Yaoshi." Sun Buer grabbed Hao Datong, who was still chasing forward, and joined Liu Chuxuan and a few others.

"But...... Quanzhen disciples are not allowed to step into the ancient cemetery realm, it is a ban made by the master when he is alive, so he will let the master go over, this is ......" Hao Datong blushed, frowning and looking at the direction of Zhou Botong, still unable to let go of his heart.

Tan Chuduan patted Hao Datong on the shoulder and said with a wry smile: "It's true that the master's ban is like this, but now it is not as good as before." First, Uncle Shi's seniority is the highest in the Quanzhen Sect, and he is playing tricks, and our juniors can't persuade him; Second, Uncle Shi's martial arts have been photogenic, and even if we really want to stop it, we won't be able to stop it for long. ”

Liu Chuxuan also said: "Yes, Uncle Shi's martial arts are superb, although he is very alert, and there is no danger in the ancient tomb over there, the master seems to have prevented the juniors from crossing the line because of some past events, and the important thing today is to discuss Zhixuan's Mid-Autumn Festival duel, let's go back to the hall quickly, don't let the senior brother wait for a long time"

Hao Datong saw that everyone was unanimous, so he didn't say much, so he had to straighten his clothes and crown, and follow everyone to carry Jin Yangong back to the Quanzhen Sect.

In the early morning of the back mountain, the fog gradually dissipated, and occasionally a few birdsong in the spring stream in the deep mountain sounded, and the sudden cry did not break the silence, but added a blank space like quiet loneliness. The branches between the trees carry the dew that has not yet melted, and the newborn sun will sprinkle the light on the dewdrops, and a rare and beautiful scenery appears, but such a subtle picture must be seen by people with extraordinary eyesight, and at this time, the two who got up early to watch the sunrise and returned from the sunrise and Sun Zhenhuan happened to bump into this scene.

"I know that the lock listens to the golden cage, not as free as the forest, the creatures of heaven and earth are conceived by nature, and it is really free to live in nature, which is the best destination" Sun Zhenhuan looked up at the branches, a sparrow rested on it, smacking his lips as if he was awake, and made a chirping sound, Sun Zhenhuan couldn't help but shake.

"However, whether you are alive in the world, livestock, or human body, you all have the shackles that you can't escape, birds, beasts, fish, and insects are devoured by natural enemies, and human beings choose to be entangled in worldly cause and effect, and they all sink into the sea of misery and cannot be freed......" sighed with a long sigh, and remembered his past.

Sun Zhenhuan looked up at the birds above his head, silently, as if he was pondering something, without disturbing him with a lamp, he paced two steps by himself, looked around at the green mountains, green waters, fragrant grasses, and muttered:

"The World-Honored One said that there are seven emotions and six desires, disasters and eight sufferings in the world, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love and separation, unwantedness, and five yin and scorching prosperity, thus gathering the ocean and drowning into a boundless sea of suffering, and sentient beings will sink into it, unable to extricate themselves, poison the soldiers and wars for the change of power, breed fighting and fighting for their own selfish desires, and rise up boundless disasters for all kinds of desires, you suffer and I suffer, and all sentient beings are suffering......

"The master is merciful and merciful, and the younger generations admire it in their hearts, but the suffering of all living beings is really not something that you and I can eliminate, Buddhism still has the end of the Dharma era when the three lights are covered and the ten thousand Buddhas are extinguished, and the Taoist Gate also says that the five decays of heaven and man, and the fall of immortals and gods, heaven and earth are like ovens, scorching all things into ashes, and then becoming bad and empty, and no one is beyond eternal immortality!"

Yideng's hand holding the rosary suddenly clenched, looked at Sun Zhenhuan's face and said with emotion: "Xiaoyou is so young, is it so dull to see things?" ”

"Nope! It is precisely because I am soberly aware of the suffering and calamity of life, because I have witnessed too many tragedies in heaven and earth, and because I have the deepest understanding of the despair and pain of the fate of all things! Only then did I strengthen my heart and go on the road of seeking the Tao more persistently."

Sun Zhenhuan raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, as if it contained all his strength, and he shouted loudly towards Yiguang.

Yideng looked at Sun Zhenhuan in astonishment, these days, this is the first time he has seen such a Sun Zhenhuan, it is like becoming another person, no longer the Xuanmen Demon Immortal who has martial arts, nor is he a wise man who is strategizing, or even a bloody defender, he is just a person who puts aside all embellishments and only lives for life itself!

A seeker who is unwilling to accept fate and wants to dominate himself,

A man who pursues the avenue and wants to change all those who are suffering and sorrowful,

A mortal who seeks the truth!!

For many years, Yideng's heart has not been so surging for a long time, his hand holding the Buddha beads is trembling, the rosary is clanging, in this crisp sound, Yideng trance back to the years when he was in charge of Dali-

He also vowed to be a good king, so that his people could live and work in peace and contentment, and the light of dreams would shine on this land, far from pain and sorrow, and there would be no more tragedies that would have withered away every human life;

He also promised to be a good husband, to make the people he loves happy, to live happily in this life, and every day and night when the sun rises and the moon sets, it is full of laughter and happiness.

However......

The once bold words have become the whispers in yesterday's dream, and the sea oath that once gave the red face has now become the murmur of the long night after many years.

His sideburns are frosty white, his body is old, and he is forever struggling in nightmares, never daring to think back to that stormy night......

A light suddenly let out a long cry, and he sat down on the ground to hide his face and wept bitterly, crying silently.

"The Buddha is above, the disciple Duan Zhixing sank into the evil obstacles, the mud feet were deep and difficult to extricate himself, day and night to participate in Zen and worship the Buddha, it turned out to be just to escape the sins, what face to see the emperors of the past dynasties, what face to go to Lingshan to meet my Buddha, ahhhhhhhh

Sun Zhenhuan gasped, trembled his mouth and said to Yideng: "Does the master know that on the day when the junior apprenticed to the master and practiced martial arts, he knelt down and said something to his mentor Ma Yu?" Yideng raised his head in a daze and looked at Sun Zhenhuan.

"On that day, I will never forget it for the rest of my life, I said, 'In this life, I am willing to use a three-foot long sword and a passion to seek the way of heaven and earth, to seek immortality in life, to pursue the mysteries of the universe, to control my own destiny, to eliminate all suffering and sorrow, and to put an end to the unrighteous things in the world!' ”

"Ha ......" a light widened his eyes, behind Sun Zhenhuan, the clouds dispersed, the sun was revealed to shine all over the mountains, rivers and seas, the light fell on Sun Zhenhuan, in a trance, as if he saw himself when he was young, he was also so high-spirited, to control his destiny, standing in the world!

"Hahaha, yes, 'Ten years of dust is gone, the Lingtai is restored to clarity, several times the spring is cleansed, this heart Bodhi to the mountain and the moon 'I, enlightened!' A sound of enlightenment, a lamp around the body vigorous, innate true qi rushed into the sky, rolling mountains, rivers and forests, standing in the air waves, a lamp, eyes slightly opened, the spirit of the heart of the heart.

"The old man has removed the heart barrier, the last pass of the innate skill is not there, and it is done, what about you?" It was clearly a whisper, but it fell in Sun Zhenhuan's ears like a dusk drum and morning bell, deafening, ten years of penance plus the precipitation of the primordial purple qi, at this moment, it was like a matter of course, a colossal true qi that had never been condensed spread in the meridians around the body, as if giving life, more hidden acupoint meridians were impacted through, and a never-before-seen true qi running circuit was constructed, and this was the last innate realm that Wang Chongyang had not been able to achieve in his life-

"Innate Great Perfection...... Yes! Sun Zhenhuan poured out a word, and the innate true qi burst out through his body, and the terrifying energy swept across the four directions, bombarding countless ravines and cracks, and the sound of flying sand and rocks was terrifying.

"Amitabha, thanks to Xiaoyou Hongfu, I have also achieved the last layer of innate strength, but it is a pity that I am old, and my qi and blood are decaying and withering, even if I have built the last layer of innate true qi circulation, it is too late to live in the path of immortality, but you are different!" Yideng stepped forward, took out a muslin package from his arms and handed it to Sun Zhenhuan, and said with a smile:

"You are still young, maybe you really have the hope to pursue the way of immortality, in addition to the translated "Nine Yin True Scripture" and "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", Dali Yiyang finger and the medical experience of the junior brother are put in it together, I have lived up to my dreams and promises, and now I pin all this on you, you must succeed, one day you will return, my wish will be realized"

"The predecessors thought that when the cultivation reached the thirteenth highest level recorded in the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", there was the power of the thirteen dragon elephants, is it true? Is it really possible for the way of immortality told in "Nine Yin True Scripture" and "Innate Gong"? Sun Zhenhuan took the package and reached out to rub the surface of the package.

"I don't know, but since the predecessors said this, there is always hope, just like you said, you have to pursue eternity, you have to control your fate, eliminate all pain and sorrow, only immortality can let you set foot on this road, go, you and I have finished our fate, it's time for you to leave!"

"Master......" Sun Zhenhuan opened his mouth, found that his throat was a little choked, took a deep breath, and said to a lamp: "On the day of Huashan's sword, you and I will meet again"

"Amitabha, the old man is waiting for that day"

In the morning light, the young Taoist walked towards the distance, the old monk stood in the distance, smiling and watching the Taoist go away, this is the promise of the two seekers to each other, with hope, towards the future and the distance firmly go on.

And Sun Zhenhuan didn't notice that the mysterious meteorite in his mind flashed a faint glimmer, and then the light dissipated and fell silent again......