Purple gas comes from the east, Hangu Pass

The saint is out, and the road is good

Looking at the city wall, Yin Xi looked at it from afar, and he didn't know when the old man on the back of the green cow was already a few feet away, so big and big. The surrounding realm of Hangu Pass is to come with the people to the east, accompanied by the purple gas, and also with the old man to the west, accompanied by Tong Xu Jia There is no rope in his hand, but the cangniu moves forward regularly.

In an instant, a cry woke up the sluggish Yin Xi: "Sir, go out of the Kansai, what are you going to do~", Lao Dan did not look back, and slowly flowed in a white dress: "Where the road is not reached, there is a way for my generation", Yin Xi was anxious: "Sir! The younger generation is stupid, when did Mr. say the way, where is the way?"

The green cow still moved forward at a slow pace, the old man's face was leisurely, his eyebrows were slightly open, and among the silver eyebrows, there was a pair of eyes that moved everything and were elusive.

"The Tao is also the Tao, and the Tao is not the constant Tao. The old cow did not stop when he heard the sound, and every step was as if he had carefully calculated, steady and calm......

"Mr. is so indifferent, but the road ahead is unpredictable......"

"Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking. ”

"Where is the gentleman going?"

"The avenue is flooded, it can be left and right, and there is no need to worry about the order", the old man listened carefully to this steady pace, and the dantian roared out in one breath: "The avenue travels the world!"

Yin Xi no longer spoke, just because he was holding a bamboo slip left by Mr. in his arms, Yin Xi was inconvenient to salute, this bamboo slip was not thick, and the article was only about 5,000 words, but the words were like gold. The first volume of the short story, the text is in harmony with the rules of the seal, the square and the circle are harmonious, this volume, the descendants are called: "Tao Te Ching"!

Yin Xi only felt that his hand was holding infinite joy and hope, and a wave of tears welled up in his eyes.

Excitement - he was thrilled to meet a saint who is recognized today, and he was thrilled to write five thousand words for his request;

Helpless - he is helpless that he can't accompany the saint and listen to the Tao, but the world is in turmoil after all, and the Tao is not smooth.

"Guan Ling, my subordinates know that the west is not far from the Hangu Pass, and there is a spiritual mountain range in the land of Yishui [Luanzhou], and its main peak is called [Jingmur Mountain], which is blessed with unique terrain and scenery, and Mr. must be in the ......", Yin Xi raised his hand and stopped the Wen Ce official: "Everyone has his own way, and Mr. understands what he is doing." ”

After a while, Yin Xi said lightly to the Wen Policy Officer: "These days have been packing up for me, writing books and words, Mr. talked to me when he was in the Guannei, and we will see each other in the future." ”

"Guan Ling, where do you want to go? This Hangu Pass needs you, this ......"

"Guan Ling does not hesitate to me alone, the capable should live, the Qin army has retreated, I also have my obligations, now the world will be chaotic, the dynasty is sick, but since Mr. Hangu and his line, I have an epiphany that there are more important things, private stress for, where the Tao goes, where I go!"

Between a few thoughts, the green cow has been a few miles away, in the cracks between the mountains, revealing a neon, I don't know the time, I don't know the cloudy weather, the neon connects to the avenue under the feet of the cangniu, the road ahead, instantly open and clear, under the rainbow light, the old gentleman and the cangniu like entering the picture, the cangniu who has been silent at this time with this rainbow a powerful roar: "Moo~"

At this time, Yin Xi looked at the back of the old man, his eyes were already full of crystal, and he had never had joy in his heart, he raised the heavy hope in his hand to the tip of his eyebrows, bent over and straightened his body, solemn and solemn, and shouted to the back of the old man with a trembling voice:

"Avenue ~ Walk the world!"

.........

The flow of ancient Cangqiu, the replacement of the world, [the first year of Huadao], is the year of the Gengzi Rat, and also [the fourth seven years of the Taoist calendar].

On the twentieth day of the first month, at the beginning of spring after the year, the Hetao area at the junction of Yinshan Mountain and Luliang Mountain, one of the places where the ancient [Buzhou Mountain] exists, and the platform of the emperors.

It's night, and the curtain has fallen,

The ruins of Buzhou Mountain are surrounded by stars,

In a trance, it turned out to be more than eighty mountain gods with human heads and snake bodies,

Each mountain god represents a mountain,

The mountain gods used the candles around them to guide the thousands of rare beasts behind them to pay attention to the distance.

Water Horse and Meng Huai no longer have their usual battles;

Birds and rats have stopped the snatching of food.

Emperor Yan's deceased daughter Jingwei vacated the power of the throne stone, and hovered in panic and anxiety;

The remnants of the candle dragon faded away from their usual anger, and looked forward thoughtfully......

They are waiting for a war,

A war that is poised to move on everything.

......

The silence of all voices is finally broken, and where the eyes of the living beings are,

The large array of one side suddenly expanded, and the light shot out of the stretch reflected the hundreds of miles around the mountain.

The large array is arranged in an array of one to nine from the inside to the outside,

The central part is a yin and yang diagram,

Two fish-eye positions stand still,

Two spirits, to be exact;

Counting the outer layer, the ring larger than the two instruments is clearly noted:

Heaven, earth, and man,

Three standing spirits;

Outside, it's still a big ring,

Presenting four spirits, up, north, south, left, west, right, and east;

Outside, five;

Then, six;

Further, seven;

The position of the innate gossip occupies one body, and the eight bodies are combined;

Immediately after, the outermost ring of the nine positions,

The person standing on this layer of the Nine Rings is not a person, and it is dazzling, it is actually a big tripod of nine different shapes!

The big array turned, the 13579 rings were running in the forward direction, and the 2468 rings were reversed, and a number of spirits in that ring were like living people, but they couldn't tremble, and the unity on their faces was a look of peace, like a quiet rest, and like a silent wait.

"Hmph!", two earth-shattering blowings, breaking the tranquility of the valley, ground insects, night birds, beasts, and fireflies and moths were frightened and scurried around. Black and white, black and white lights were shaken away by this humming and blowing breath.

"Master Zu, what is this source, do we really have to solve it like this?"

Follow the source of the whistling sound, only to see the four sons, and the whistling person, a particularly burly figure, the upper body is exposed, showing a thick and soaring muscles, waist-length trousers, the belt is very delicate, and a pair of long pedal boots are pedaled, surprisingly, it is the particularly dazzling shoulders, the muscles are unusually developed, the flesh is particularly peculiar, and the two biting ring beast heads guard the flesh. Standing in front of the formation like a hill, with short suspicious hair and a resolute face, he held a huge axe with an indistinguishable style in his left hand, the axe body was held backwards, the handle of the axe was facing forward, and the head of the axe was facing to the tail, and he was not afraid of the bright light in front of him, and looked directly at the people on the array.

"The fate is determined by heaven, and the division is man-made. Master Zu, in this battle, do we have to fight?"

The person who spoke was dressed in brocade, and his face was solemn, especially the eyes, his appearance was young, and his eyebrows were cold and handsome, but his eyes showed an extraordinarily sophisticated look. Holding a heavy mace, the right hand is behind his back, but the gloves and boots of both hands and feet are more eye-catching than the heavy mace, without looking closely, you can know that the material is not ordinary dark iron, and on the bare skin under the device, the veins are like a strange beast, familiar and strange.

"If it's for the Tao, the junior has a clear conscience! If it's going to fight, I'll do my best!"

A pair of double knives slashed, the knife bearer was dressed in a short shawl, dressed like the first burly man, although the exposed body was not as strong as the strong man, but it revealed a more ferocious and sharp aura than the strong man, a still familiar Han Qian beast pattern, attached to the back, with the light of the color. The tip of the knife in his left hand is inserted into the ground, the handle of the knife is in his hand, and the knife in his right hand is across his shoulder.

"But at the beginning of the beginning, the Tao stands in one, respects the teacher of the Tao, and the apprentice salutes first. ”

As the words fell, the person who spoke also bowed respectfully, the biggest difference between this son and the other three was that his temperament and the aura he exuded invisibly were completely different from his young and calm image, far beyond his appearance and age, although his face was indifferent and adaptable, but behind that hidden energy may be more intimidating than the other three:

"Master Zu, my generation knows the cause, this catastrophe should also be avoided, the disciples obey the orders of the master, after this battle, if the disciples win, all hopes will be poured into the report, if the ancestor wins, it is necessary to inherit the descendants!"

The four of them, although their expressions were grim, but there was no lack of melancholy and sadness, helplessness and sadness in their breath, and the eyes of the four sons converged, and their shadows were like dreams, floating above the head of the formation:

The Tao is not the constant way

Big Profit

Abandon wisdom

It's all subtle

......

A sophisticated chanting voice came out of the mouth of the array, and when he looked up, the figures on the battlefield were vague and could not be caught, men and women could not be distinguished, and even humans and beasts were not distinguished, "Later life, maybe this world should change~"

After the words were acquiesced, the four sons suddenly rose up and swept towards the master of the battle as if they had received an edict, and the one who charged ahead was the strong man with the giant axe, and the last of the formation was a cold-faced youth, and the other two sons shuttled during the simple and flexible squad attack type.

"Wow!", the giant axe slashed, as the strong man expected, did not hurt the master, but was blocked by the hard gas like steel around the body, this was only the beginning, thousands of living beings did not panic, they were eager to know the victory or defeat of this battle. The fourth son was not shocked, and knew how the person who was called the ancestor in front of him could be weak.

Before he could say a word, the man on the battlefield spoke first: "Juniors, you are not only fighting for yourself, come! Let the old man teach him what is terrible in the future! Let me see if you have the qualifications of [Rhythm]!"

The four sons respectfully clasped their fists and saluted, and when they closed their hands, their eyes were completely different from the past, and then they looked at the spirit in the big array, and the four sons looked like watching friends and visiting relatives.

The people on the battlefield were smiling, and the two swordsmen shouted violently, and the battle curtain was completely opened...... The limbs collided, the soldiers rang out, the sparks flew sideways, and they tossed and turned. The fierce battle between the five people cannot be said to be tragic, but it is also shocking that the strange beasts and monsters outside the ring are thrilling, and it is the more than eighty mountain gods who are calm, they are waiting for a result, maybe not the result of this battle......

The fourth posterior attacked mercilessly, and his expression seemed to be worried, but he attacked hard.

The people on the battlefield returned to pick up the trick to save the day, and the corresponding light and clever pinch could only maintain security.

......

Changing steps and moving around, the people on the formation have been forced into the dominant side of the later life, the attack of the axe-wielding man seems to be fierce, but in fact, it is to cover others, playing a resisting effect, the steel whip sweeps, the iron chain is thrown, the people on the formation have been saved several times, and a pair of double knives slashed sharply to the neck, with a loud noise, the five people were engulfed in smoke, and the mountain gods gathered their eyes to stare, and the scene of the smoke retreating made their expressions more solemn......

............

[4710 in the Taoist calendar], the year of the snake,

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family is reunited.

Luoyang Imperial City North Street, a pavilion on a mountain, its sitting posture looks at the ancient Xuanwu Tower.

This mountain is not high, there was no pavilion earlier, and I don't know when it appeared, who built it, but this pavilion is rarely visited, maybe this place is not a place to enjoy the scenery.

"Ling Muan, do you think this is a place to enjoy the scenery and see the beauty?", after speaking, a middle-aged man stroked his chin, a layer of white robe could not hide the brocade cloth lined with imperial clothes, the man's eyes were blurred but sophisticated vicissitudes, the words were to her, but he looked at the streets and alleys of the north of the city, and he was not used to the feeling of no beard, and his fingers were gently pinched but slightly stunned.

"King Xian, there is something in the words, for others, the view is elegant, and you are happy to watch the people. As the king of the Eight Sages, you can make a family of three people worry-free for a few days with any ornament on your body, why do you still sigh for the judgment of the people's life? Could it be that your beard is sad, not lost to Hou Yi?", after speaking, the woman named Ling Lan washed the tea set, boiled the water and warm cup, and wore a green gauze skirt, with a warm Shaoguang, bright eyes and bright teeth, a smile, and a generous and leisurely. Although he ridiculed the elders in front of him, he still had fine matcha stains and kept the rules and etiquette.

"A single flower is not spring, a hundred flowers bloom in spring, I helped one or two households, ten households and hundreds of households, but I can help them all?

The rhyme of the word "Hou Yi" was raised, and Ling Mu's face faded into laughter, and the prince watched it, and sighed and said: "Political marriage, but after all, you are the wife he is marrying, and I shouldn't care about you young people, but ......"

"I understand, some things don't come naturally, some things can't help themselves, Hou Yi is my husband, but I am a stranger and sensitive, I need time, otherwise, even if I get married, it's just a nominal husband and wife."

The prince broke off, just because there was a figure of a man in the distance, Qiong Guan had green hair, flat and stable, the man's face was indifferent, and his expression was cold, but the rapid pace of moving forward showed that he was in a hurry.

Ling Mu is interested, she was originally entrusted by the prince to find a picture scroll, and the present thing was delivered, seeing that this Hou Yi hurriedly dared to come to discuss things. "King Xian, you see that I want to achieve the task, it is inconvenient to stay and make more mistakes, I will come to talk to you when I have time", how could King Xian not understand her intentions, and there was indeed something wrong, so he went down the road. Ling Mu was just about to take a step, but he turned around and smiled: "What we said just now, I don't want the third party to know, otherwise...... You won't be blessed with the tea I make~"

"Haha, you bastard"

Ling muttered out of the pavilion, as she took the last step of the steps, the light and shadow around her body were faintly distorted, and she recovered in an instant, and then Hou Yi walked towards her, but the husband and wife only nodded and greeted each other, this was not respectful, it was simply a greeting to passers-by.

"Going?", "Hmm". After saying that, Hou Yi only left his wife with a back, stepped on the steps, and the moment his hind legs were withdrawn from the ground, the same as when he murmured, the light and shadow were briefly distorted, and there was nothing in front of Ling Mu's eyes except for the gazebo, and the huge person disappeared instantly, but he was not surprised, but he knew in his heart: "The prince used this formation to blind his vision", this formation isolated the voice of the characters in the pavilion, and the sky was turned upside down in the array, and there was no drop in sight outside, such as feeling the air. Ling Mo only felt that it was not a good thing to stay and walked slowly, and the two breaths shocked her senses, prompting her to leave quickly.

"King Xian, my eldest brother has a letter?", Hou Yibu's first sentence in the pavilion was to ask, "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a talented man among the marquis", Yi was a little trimmed, and his cold attitude was more relaxed.

Xianwang appeased: "Don't worry, exact news, your eldest brother Jing Xiao and Xian brother Wang Yahao are in Luoyang, western Henan, north of Luanchuan, [Jiudinggou] excavation area." Listening to Hou Yi is happy and sad, happy that the long-lost righteous brothers finally have their whereabouts, and they are worried that Luanchuan Jiudinggou is the jurisdiction of the Zhao family.

Seeing this, King Xian continued: Don't worry, I have sent someone to explore again, but you are also clear, the officials in the mining area actually directly obey the orders, you still have to leave as soon as possible, and there will be fewer heretics, although you sacrifice yourself to shorten the [Jiazi period] from sixty years to six years, the time is urgent, and there is no room for waste, but it is not impossible to let normal life ......"

King Xian glanced outside, that was the place where Ling Lan had just been standing, Yi knew what it meant but didn't have time to care, he saw what Ling Lan brought, King Xian opened it, and an ancient picture scroll was spread out.

"["Four Elephants Cloud Map"] mural earlier than Dunhuang, your third brother Shen Hao imitated the original miniature, Henan Yongcheng Mangdang Mountain Liang King burial goods, you four brothers this [Rhythm] success or failure, it depends on how this thing handles, sometimes I think if it is not for the mission to contain, you should have a better life, to enjoy this thousands of society"

Hou Yi smiled bitterly: "Life~It's all life~"

Under the North City Gate, people are noisy, so lively, the people are preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Grand Theater is also singing, today is the special session of Mr. Jiaoyu, the dance is jumping, and the music is accompanied:

They say that the end is the end,

I couldn't help but think about it.

They say that the old drama has been yellowed,

But I think it's a national color.

King Xian whispered: "Yes, what has been passed down from generation to generation is in the eyes of some people today, it is a yellowed fragment. ”

Hou Yi raised his head, his eyebrows tightened slightly: "King Xian, the etiquette is not bad, but Kyushu is divided, and the kings of each state have already been proclaimed emperors, but their people have the same blood, is this still the original Shenzhou Huaxia? I suddenly feel a heavy burden, I am just a layman, can I do it?"

King Xian patted Hou Yi on the shoulder and said with a slight reproach:

"Without an environment where a hundred schools of thought contend, it is difficult to produce sons and saints. Today, it seems that the Spring and Autumn Period is chaotic, and various schools are competing for power, you can say that this is the second time [a hundred schools of thought are contending], but there is no saint yet. Saints are also human beings, and they are also transformed from laymen, why do you feel that you can't do it, you can complain and be resentful, but you can't drop this burden, this is your life. There are so many pioneers in front of you, they have succeeded and failed, but have they dropped this burden? This world is created by people, and the rules are rotten, and they should be improved by people, I want to help you pick up this burden, but this time, there is no me in the days. ”

Hou Yi's sad and sad eyes were clear, and then he lowered his head and chin and bowed his hand: "Late life understands-"

I didn't want to speak, but because of a startling sound interrupted halfway, Hou Yi was dumbfounded, this pavilion has been surrounded by the formation, the outside sound is noisy, and the people in the formation will also be greatly reduced......

Looking for the sound, I fixed my eyes on the crowd not far from a theater.

Looking closely, a wooden table was set up in the crowd, and a person behind the table folded a fan with his left hand and a wooden table with his right hand.

Look again, this person's eyebrows are straight, but he exudes a lazy atmosphere, but in the squint of his eyes, there is a hint of light, and from the skin exposed from the sleeves, he is about thirty years old, and he is standing.

In the end, this person's clothes seem to be ordinary but there is a strangeness, the robe is girded, white and brown, and the back is blue, but there is no crown.

"Aren't you surprised, King Xian?"

"You mean, the sound of waking wood that pierces the formation. ”

"Not only that, but you can see that the man's clothes, which seem to be ordinary and peculiar, are not at all the storyteller's long coat accessories, and there is only one kind of person I know of who has this dress. ”

"The Fire Dwelling Taoist of the year. ”

"That's right, the scattered Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest before the Zhengyi Quanzhen, but how many discrepancies there are, and the ability to just wake up the wood to transmit sounds, this humane law is only afraid of ......", before the words fell, Hou Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, just because the storyteller was two miles away from him, but he squinted at the pavilion and smiled, this smile really shocked Hou Yi: "He can see us?!"

"Bang!", another shocking wooden slap, the storyteller said: "I saw that strong man with his neck stretched out, staring ahead, wiping away the red flow of his mouth and nose, and his muscles and flesh soared and shouted-people live in the Dao Xing, and the body dies in the Dao Ming!"

............