Chapter 1: The Man in the Coffin

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Time flies, and for heaven and earth, the passage of 5,000 years is just a breath.

Nowadays, there are snow-covered Hanming Mountains in the north above the Liuhe Eight Wilderness, the ancient swamp Hongmeng Magic Swamp that stretches for thousands of miles in the west, a large rainforest with dangerous hot flashes in the south, a lively and prosperous town in the middle, and Wufangzhou in the east of the seaside continent.

In the prosperous era, Wufangzhou extends to a corner of the East China Sea, and there is a famous mountain called Wufang Mountain. The sea of mountain bamboo in all directions is stacked, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the sea cliff is clear and the sky is clear, the water is wide and the sky is high.

There were originally two immortal temples in the Five States Continent, and there were endless immortals. One of them is located in the northern part of the Wuzhou continent in the Hanming Mountain, this view is called Taiji Temple, the snow is very cold all year round, but it still can't hide the grand occasion of Taiji Temple 5,000 years ago. At that time, the Taiji Temple was the leader of the immortal ascension places in the Wuzhou Continent, and there was no immortal view that could be compared with it.

The other is the Yuanqingguan located on the Wufang Mountain in the eastern Wufangzhou, which can be described as a rising star, because the Yuanqingguan 5,000 years ago was not as famous as the Taiji Temple, but the Taijiguan had an accident 5,000 years ago, and since then it has declined, and it is not even known to everyone.

On the contrary, the Yuan Qingguan became more and more prosperous, and experienced the grand scene of incense steaming, and the immortal blessing was deep and went straight to the heavenly realm. Therefore, from the heyday of the bustle is very slowly withdrawn from the world, and it is like the Tai Chi concept in the general Wufang Mountain as if it disappeared, ordinary people do not see, but its reputation is still very loud, the name of the Tao, there are many people who know.

Although Yuan Qingguan was born in hiding, it still exists in Wufang Mountain, but ordinary people cannot see or find its location without immortal fate.

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Today's sky is clear, and the sun is slightly dazzling. Behind the Wufang Mountain, the clouds flow on the cliffs of the mountains and seas, and under the straight cliffs is the boundless East China Sea.

The whole top of the mountain is full of peach trees, no one knows when this large peach forest was planted by whom, only knows that the peach forest of Wufang Mountain blooms all year round, and the flowers do not stop falling all year round.

The sun just shone between the two tall peach trees, and the big peach blossoms flew down without hesitation, like a large piece of snow.

Pieces slowly fell on a white jade coffin under the tree, the heavy jade bottom has been deeply embedded in the soil, the whole coffin is carved with gold-pasted flowing clouds and mountains and rivers, the coffin lid is full of sun, moon and stars, and rows of cranes shuttling between the flowing clouds.

Here, the peach forest behind Wufang Mountain is isolated from the world, independent of the front mountain, only a lock cloud bridge on the side of the mountain cliff is connected with the front mountain, and here is the peach blossom in addition to the East China Sea. This white jade coffin is quietly placed in the middle of the peach forest in the East China Sea, and there is nothing around the coffin, except for the heavy petals accumulated on the top, it looks extremely lonely.

A gust of wind blew away the peach blossoms on the top of the coffin.

A soft and delicate white hand was exposed in the wind-blown green gauze sleeves, and slowly stroked the white jade coffin.

The woman's body was pale green, and a silver hairpin inlaid with the pearl of the East China Sea was pinned to her simple and gentle bun, and she shook her hand to sweep away the debris of the floating clouds that had just fallen from the wind, and looked at the white jade coffin in front of her with a little sadness in her eyes.

The petals and grass chips scattered on the lid of the coffin were brushed away, revealing two sentences engraved on the white jade.

She seems to have known the East China Sea Peach Forest in Wufang Mountain and the lonely white jade coffin, and she has long been familiar with every carving on this jade coffin, and she read out those two sentences calmly: "I don't hear the crying of the dark spring, and Xiao Xiao and the rain return." ”

At this moment, some heavy clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and rain as thin as a cow's hair fell. She calculated the day and the rain today, so she came here.

raised a pair of apricot eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, "It's been five thousand years, it's time to come back." ”

One hand suddenly exerted force, and a palm hit the heavy white jade coffin lid, and the entire coffin lid slipped and fell to the ground.

She walked slowly to the white jade coffin, not daring to look into the coffin, still squinting her eyes and frowning a little nervously. After a long time, he finally slowly opened his eyes and looked at the white jade coffin, and was stunned for a moment, his eyes were very sour.

Because inside the coffin was a familiar and dazzling face, a red robe as hot as fire, the red sleeves were embroidered with dark red silk threads all over the flowing clouds, the long black hair was scattered to the waist, the face was pale and bloodless but very calm, and the facial features were delicate and picturesque, revealing the gorgeousness of dead silence.

If he weren't lying in a coffin, it would have been mistaken for if he was just asleep.

The man outside the coffin laughed, and at the same time brought tears down his face.

"It's okay, it's okay. You really don't disappoint very much. Over the past 5,000 years, it has been created from nothing and finally condensed into shape. I've waited, I've waited......" She just spoke to the dead man, and the scene was even a little weird.

With that, a plain porcelain wine cup appeared in her hand, and went to catch the rain. When the rain was halfway through, he withdrew his hand and bent down to slowly touch the somewhat thin but smooth cheeks of the person in the coffin. Fingertips tapped his lips and full Danfeng eyes, and finally slowly fed the rain into his mouth.

"The essence of the sun and the moon has invaded the heavens and the earth for 5,000 years, but it has also been lying in this sarcophagus for 5,000 years. But it has not absorbed the rootless water between heaven and earth. Drink this rain, and it will be complete. ”

Sure enough, after feeding him half a cup of rainwater, the person in the coffin had a slight slide in his throat, and his eyes slowly turned.

A ray of sunlight washed away the clouds, and the drizzle receded.

Resurrected from the dead, when he opened his eyes, his amber eyes were like a pool of autumn water soaked in rain, full of life.

His long hair, which had been scattered, became more and more jet black, reflecting the sunlight of the sea cliff, and some of them moved without wind. Under the red sleeves, the white porcelain-like slender fingers emerged from under the sleeves, grabbed the edge of the white jade coffin and sat up, meditating in the coffin, the vitality was luxuriant, infecting the grass and trees around the coffin, and then new branches and peach blossoms were born.

Because she was too excited, the woman clasped her hands tightly in front of her, smiling with teary eyes, she maintained her composure with a deep recuperation, and without any superfluous movements and words, she stood on the side of the white jade coffin and quietly watched the person in the coffin meditate, watching the more and more shining aura around him.

After a while, he finally recuperated his body, which had not been alive for a long time. He frowned slightly, because Hitomito, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, was not used to it.

only looked at the woman outside the coffin lightly. After moving his mouth, he finally made a sound, "Who are you?"

A few peach blossoms fell, and the woman smiled slightly, her eyes bright. "Taiqing Heavenly Immortal Willow Seal, I have seen Lingjun. ”

"Liu Yin?" he thought, but blank. I don't know who the Lingjun is in Liu Yin's mouth.

He finally realized that he was in a white jade coffin, and it was even more incomprehensible, "I'm actually in the coffin." ”

Liu Yin bowed his head slightly and saluted, "Yes, the Spirit Monarch has indeed returned to the mortal world in this coffin. ”

The person who Liu Yin could see that he could see couldn't remember anything, who Liu Yin was, he couldn't remember everything five thousand years ago, and he couldn't even remember what his name was.

"Lingjun can remember the willow seal? or...... Remember yourself?" asked Liu Yin bluntly.

The person in the coffin finally stood up, shook off the peach petals on the red robe, and strode out of the white jade coffin. Standing in front of Liu Yin, he was a head taller than Liu Yin, with a slender but not thin figure. Looking around, there are ancient tall peach trees and fluttering petals, as well as the endless East China Sea beyond the peach forest.

In the end, he just shook his head slowly, and his black hair was gently like silk in the water. "I don't remember. ”

Liu Yin nodded, sighed lightly, and then said reassuringly: "I remember Lingjun." ”

Saying that, she smiled lightly, and seemed to be a little helplessly sad, "Actually, with my relationship with you, I should call you Gongzi instead of Lingjun."

Five thousand years ago, you were extremely famous, because you never disappointed your loved ones, and you never made your enemies happy. You are the Shengxiao Qionghua Yuanji Heavenly King, the Yuanyi Lingjun of the Ancient Taiqing Heaven. With that, Liu Yin looked at Yuan Yi deeply.

He only narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully, but finally turned into a sneer at the corner of his mouth. "Five thousand years ago...... So I've been dead for 5,000 years. ”

Liu Yin nodded, "It doesn't matter, because you're already back." ”

Yuan Yi stretched out his palm and looked at it, "I am no longer the Yuan Yi Lingjun in your mouth, my cultivation and memory have all been wiped out." ”

After that, he turned around and saw the white jade coffin lid lying on the ground, which was carved with exquisite scenes of the Heavenly Palace and Feitian playing the pipa on his back, and two sentences were engraved vertically in the middle of the coffin lid: "The dark spring cries and does not listen, and Xiao Xiao returns from the rain at dusk." ”

He said to himself: "Xiao Xiao twilight rain, sandalwood curling...... I'm not Yuan Yi anymore, so I'll call me Twilight Yuyu from now on. ”

Liu Yin stood behind him, looking at his back and the pale gold clouds in the distance, chuckling and nodding, "Childe will be known as Twilight Yuyu from now on." There is no Yuan Yi Lingjun in the world, the past must be let go, and the past is always the past.

Childe's cultivation will be lost and regained, because Childe was born extraordinary. This is the mountain behind Wufang Mountain, the Suoyun Bridge over there will lead directly to the Yuanqingguan in front of the Wufang Mountain, the Yuanqingguan is difficult to find in the world, the son is blessed with unique resources, and will be able to enter the Yuanqingguan to practice, and regain the immortal body. ”

Twilight Yuyu turned around, his long hair like water fluttering in the wind, his eyes flashing with starlight, standing in the steaming place of the scarlet smoke, looking at the half-hidden Suoyun Bridge, leaving a faint sigh......

"Everything in the past has its own fate. Fortunately, heaven and earth protect me and bless me to be reborn......

How could I not understand the deep meaning of this. I just want to live up to the will of heaven, practice full of cultivation, and protect the common people. ”

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