Xiao He's words were heard by everyone.

After that chess game, everyone had different speculations about the relationship between Lin Shouxi and the Holy Bodhisattva, and occasionally bumped into this scene this morning, most people thought that the boy and the girl were in love with each other, and had a private tryst, until they heard the Holy Bodhisattva laugh and say cold words, and suddenly understood that they were not a private meeting, but an appointment.

Of course, Xiao He knows very well what kind of war letter this is, it is clearly a love letter, and the words on it are extremely numb, if you let others know, you will definitely become a laughing stock.

The two parted and didn't seem to know each other.

The martial arts conference is about to begin, the dojo has been arranged, a large piece of colored silk is torn apart, horizontal in mid-air, forming a volley of pictures, fluttering in the wind, light as nothing, fragrant flowers under the colorful silk are spread all over the seat, there are thousands of kinds of gold fruit and jade liquid, the stone chairs and stone tables of carved spirit animals are placed layer by layer, the eight major sects are in the center, and the rest of the sects are arranged in turn, in no particular order.

Although the guests come from different sects, most of them are wearing rhino horn jade belts, stepping on colorful weaving silver shoes, chic robes, rich and handsome, all are fairy style, and the image of the green forest heroes in the past is very different, after the recovery of true qi, a large amount of wealth poured into the world's foreign sects, and the once prosperous beggar gang disappeared without a trace in a few years.

Lin Shouxi has never participated in the martial arts conference, when he was a child, the Demon Gate turned from prosperity to decline, he was the last disciple of the Demon Gate, and was also regarded as the only hope.

Now that time has passed, he has become a rising star of the Daomen.

The cultivators sat down after greeting each other, and in the position of the Dao Gate, Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu sat together, looking deserted.

Wudang Mountain is named Lushu.

Lu Shu was already an old man with a pale face, he was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown on his head, he looked at everyone and said: "I still remember the martial arts conference five years ago, everyone gathered on the top of Huashan, burned incense and boiled wine, or Lingyun tried the sword, or sat and talked about it, for five years...... A month ago, there was a heavy rain on Wudang Mountain, a black cloud covered the top, the thunder and fire refining hall, and the Zhenwu Emperor was hidden in the clouds, wrapped around the dragon lock, and then the poor road was uneasy for a long time, and always felt that the time was coming to an end, so he sent an invitation with selfish intentions, and invited old friends to come to reminisce, and I hope everyone will not blame. ”

"Lord Lu Guan is in good spirits, immortal wind bones, how can I say that the time will come to an end?" The head of the Huashan faction responded with a smile.

The head of Huashan is surnamed Yue, named Yue Junshan, who is in his fifties and looks young. The Huashan faction is divided into two sects of sword qi, and he passes on the learning of the qi sect and is in charge of the mountain gate.

"The mortal body of the flesh should have been abandoned a long time ago, what a happy event it is to become a positive result when the feather is soaring, how can the Lord of Lu Guan be worried about this?" The head of the Kunlun sect also spoke, smiling warmly, his robe was tied, and he looked more like a Taoist priest than a Taoist priest.

"The Lord of the Lord refines medicine outside the world day and night, and the people of the world still want to live forever, and you are very envious, even if you are as expensive as the Lord of the Lord, you can't escape the prison of life and death?"

The one who spoke was the head of the Diancang faction, a woman with a graceful silk skirt.

The Diancang faction was originally the Cangshan Sword School, which became a sect in Cangshan Mountain, Yunnan, and the four superb views are famous in the world.

Lin Shouxi knew that as Lu Guan said the first sentence, the martial arts conference had started quietly, and the greetings seemed simple, but they were talking about the view of life and death of each family.

After that, the head of the Kongtong faction talked about the principle of obeying the heavens and turning the Tao into things, and the Shaolin host talked about the saying that all beings come from no beginning, and life and death are nirvana.

Everyone looked at the Daomen Master in unison.

The white skirt of the palace language is like a veil, the power fence is like a waterfall, sitting here, the posture is like a ceremony, the beauty is beyond the ordinary, and the wonderful method spoken by the families seems to be dull because of her.

This is her first time coming to the martial arts conference.

The heads of the eight major sects are all here, not because they respect Lu Shu, but more because of her...... She came, and the others had to come.

"What if the longitudinal is dead or not? People live in the world, not in a distant dimension, but in the present moment of every moment, like the peddler pawn, like the gods and the Holy Spirit, there is no difference. Gong Yu said.

These were the first and last words she said today.

After the family started with the concept of life and death, the conversation became hotter and hotter, and began to really talk about the Tao and test the sword, the Tao is usually a debate between the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and the rest of the sects only look at a lively one, and are more friends with martial arts.

Soon, the dojo was full of people and lively, the head of the house reminisced, the disciples competed, the old friends pushed the cup and changed the lamp, chatting, just two hours, many people were drunk, lying on the ground, and falling asleep.

Gong Yu was not interested in the Tao and the competition, she sat on the side, like a statue of independence in the world, not knowing what she was thinking.

No one dared to disturb the meditation of the Daomen master, so he had to disturb Lin Shouxi.

When Lin Shouxi was quietly looking at Xiao He, who was meditating in the Buddhist door, disciples from various factions came to ask for martial arts one after another.

Lin Shouxi didn't refuse, he left his seat and came to the empty field with the disciples who invited him to fight.

Normally, on the third day of every martial arts conference, the contemporary pride of heaven will engage in a grand battle in front of the heads of the eight major sects, but this tradition was broken off after Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were born.

The Demon Gate never participated in the martial arts conference, and before the Battle of Black Cliff, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing had not even met.

The people in the martial arts sighed, thinking that such a battle would not be repeated, but today, the appearance of the Holy Bodhisattva made people see hope.

Regarding the male disciple's invitation to fight, Lin Shouxi did not refuse, while the female disciple categorically refused, with a tough and resolute attitude.

In this world, Lin Shouxi, Xiao He, and Gong Yu are all regarded as 'extraterritorial demons', demons descend from the sky, and mortals are opponents, whether it is the 'Wind Flower Snow Moon' of the Diancang faction, or the strange body method used by the Kunlun faction to climb the cliff and dangerous peak, or the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction that stands alone in the world, there is no difference in front of him.

In addition to Lin Shouxi's victory, he would also give some pointers, and soon, a lot of people gathered around him.

In the past, people's imagination of the descendants of the Demon Gate was usually a gloomy and evil teenager, and the portrait of Lin Shouxi that circulated in the world was even painted with black eyeliner to add to the charm, and today, many people have eliminated this prejudice.

In the communication with the disciples of other sects, Lin Shouxi also asked about the senior brothers and sisters.

"They...... They seem to be farming in the Daomen. A disciple said.

Lin Shouxi initially thought that farming had some special meaning, but after questioning, he realized that this was the original meaning, and the senior brothers and sisters were arrested and sent to farming.

Hearing this news, Lin Shouxi was much more relieved.

Lin Shouxi originally rejected the so-called martial arts conference, but after really being in it, seeing that everyone was talking about the Tao without sophistry, and the sword without hurting people, he also liked this atmosphere, and felt indescribably relaxed.

Occasional explosions and thunder rang out.

Two sword lights rose from the ground, through the colorful silk satin, like a rainbow hanging in the air, thousands of sword shadows flew and shined in it, like a group of cranes fluttering, up and down the clouds, the sound of steel Qingyue slowly swirled, such as listening to the chime, endlessly.

This is the sword of the head of the Huashan faction and the head of the Kunlun faction, not a competition, but a whim, stepping on the colorful silk in the air, holding a long sword, and dancing in the air.

Seeing this, Xin Sisu, the head of the Emei faction, untied the cotton rope, removed the bag that wrapped the guqin, and put a chic Jiaowei piano across his lap, and the tender fingers of the onion slid through the strings, like water flowing through the rain flower stone, and the sound of the spring murmuring poured out from between the fingers, and flew to the sky over the colorful silk, and merged with the sword qi.

Gong Yu, who was sitting and meditating, glanced at it, Xin Sisu seemed to be aware of it, the sound of the piano was a little chaotic, and it was calm in an instant, and the wind was endless on the top of the mountain, and the women's robes were blown up, as if they were going to go away from the wind at any time, and climb the blue sky within reach.

On the dojo where the sound of piano and sword was intertwined, Lin Shouxi walked through the crowd, came to Xiao He's side, and sat down.

Xiao He is listening to the presiding officer and contemplating the scriptures.

Lin Shouxi listened with her.

The host and the viewer sat opposite each other, and there was nothing else between the two of them, except for a fruit, which was ripe and rich in red.

The two stared at this Zhai fruit, as if they were looking at their own Dao fruit.

When Lin Shouxi arrived, they had been arguing for a while, and the host and the viewer had a debate about the truth and the truth.

The Lord said that the Tao should be above the form, and the color, shape, and smell of this fruit make up it, which is its form, and only by peeling off these floating forms can we comprehend the Tao of the fruit.

The host partially recognized this, saying that there are two realms in the world, one is the realm of illusion and the other is the realm of reality, and sentient beings are in the realm of illusion and can never comprehend the truth.

The contemplator asked, "The Bodhisattva can see that the five aggregates are empty, and the world is illuminated, why can't you practice Buddha for a hundred years?"

The host replied that the Buddha also said that the words are broken, the mind and deeds are destroyed, the real world is outside of human perception, once the physical body touches the boundary, it is no longer allowed to peep forward, and the only way is to have an epiphany.

The two did not stay on this topic for too long, and after arguing to no avail, the conversation turned slightly and began to talk about the grander universe and the universe.

Only Xiao He always stared at the fruit, stunned.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Was it it before we saw it?" Xiao He asked.

"Of course." Lin Shouxi replied by feeling.

"In our eyes, it is red, but in the eyes of cats, it is a different color, so which is the real world in our eyes and the world in the eyes of cats?" Xiao He thought seriously.

Lin Shouxi also fell into contemplation with her words, and said after a while: "So this Zhaiguo actually has two appearances, one is what we look like when we look at it, and the other is what it looks like originally?" ”

"That's right." Xiao He nodded.

"How do you see it as it is?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I don't know yet, but I can feel that it should be a comfortable realm." Xiao He said honestly.

Xiao He couldn't give an answer, but she vaguely felt that this was related to the Zhenshou inheritance, and after thoroughly digesting the Zhenshou inheritance, she would also enter an unprecedented new realm.

After that, Lin Shouxi and Xiao He stayed away from the crowd and sat down quietly by a big tree.

The leaves glowed bright green in the light, and the mottled light and shadow leaked from the gaps in the leaves, sprinkling their clothes, they seemed to be shadows woven by light, but unfortunately it was not spring, and the wind from afar was a little sluggish, blowing the necks of the two of them slightly.

The sound of the piano and sword faded.

The sunset is like flowing water, passing through the forest, and the sun slowly sets in the west, with a certain fateful determination.

This is the end of the first day of the martial arts conference.

The head and his disciples left one after another, and many men and women still did not want to disperse and talked hand in hand, as if there were endless words.

"Don't be late."

is different from you and me among other Taoist couples, when Xiao He left, he only said this sentence.

The town under the mountain is crowded with people, most of them are ordinary people, who come to pay homage to the demeanor of the immortals.

Lin Shouxi dressed up in disguise and arrived on time, but Xiao He was late.

Lin Shouxi was not impatient, he stood under the red lantern hanging in front of the store, rolled up his sleeves, and waited quietly, like a scholar pondering a wonderful sentence.

Xiao He was late.

She beckoned from a distance, then approached quickly, leaning forward with her legs together and her body by inertia, then stopped in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I was just dressing up, and I was delayed for a lot of time." Xiao He seemed to be apologizing, but his tone didn't show a trace of apology.

"Dressing up?" Lin Shouxi was a little surprised.

"Can't you?" Xiao He asked rhetorically.

"Of course you can, it's just ......" Lin Shouxi looked her up and down and said, "It's just that since you've been dressed up for so long, why do you want to cover it with colorful phantom feathers." ”

At this time, Xiao He was wearing a pale cyan skirt, her goose-egg-like little face was childish, and her cheeks were lined with black hair, like a petite and cute girl next door.

"I just think grooming is fun, and I don't mean to dress up for you." Xiao He laughed provocatively.

Although Lin Shouxi was very curious about Xiao He's makeup, he didn't force her when he heard her say this, and led her into the store.

The store is filled with mist and fragrance.

Lin Shouxi and Xiao He walked side by side, not looking intimate, as if they were just a pair of friends who had just met.

The dish was quickly served.

It is said that it was fished out of the sea, frozen in ice, and delivered here quickly, extremely precious, with a dense red flesh and a large amount of fragrant juice, which melts in the mouth, and is a famous delicacy in this town.

Lin Shouxi peeled off the shrimp shells, chopped off the tight meat, poured soup and sauce, put a small half bowl, and handed it to Xiao He.

Xiao He took it hesitantly and ate it in small bites.

"Keep telling the story." Xiao He took a sip of the mellow soup and said, "If you dare to decompose this time, then this girl will let you decompose like this shrimp." ”

Lin Shouxi smiled slightly, he looked into the girl's eyes, and talked about what happened next.

The story after that was far less moving than before.

Lin Shouxi told how he teased Chu Yingchan, and how he was reversed by a sentence of 'two do not owe each other', making him cramped and uneasy, and what happened in the gray fog after that can be explained by impulse, Lin Shouxi's blood is strong, and it is understandable that it is difficult to hold himself reluctantly, but after that, Xiao He couldn't be moved at all, on the contrary, the more she listened, the more annoyed she felt, and she couldn't wait to cross the two worlds, catch Chu Yingchan in front of her, and whip her hard.

If Lin Shouxi didn't say it, she would never know that when she went to bathe, Chu Yingchan secretly came to tease her fiancé, and she would never know that when she was slightly drunk, this pure and moving fairy would stretch out her slender jade legs under the table to hook his fiancé's ankles, let alone know that when she drove Lin Shouxi out of the door, she came with an umbrella and praised his poetry in a clear tone on a snowy night......

"Enough!"

Xiao He was distraught and interrupted his words.

She already knew the ending, so when she listened to the story before, she didn't pay much attention to it until she herself appeared in the story...... It was like pulling from fantasy to reality, and there was a tingling sensation in my chest for the first time in a long time.

Only then did she realize that people's eyes were so limited, and so many things were happening around her, and she didn't even know it.

"Chu Yingchan, you ......" Xiao He felt that it was time for him to get acquainted with this 'good sister' again.

The curse of Slaanesh is really not a trumped-up crime......

Xiao He didn't understand, why was the master of the sect so strict, but the disciples he taught were more than one goblin?

Well...... Shouldn't the master of the door too......

Xiao He's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to think about it.

She looked at Lin Shouxi, her expression turned cold again, and she looked scrutinized.

Lin Shouxi sat upright.

She wanted to question Lin Shouxi for a while, but she didn't think it made much sense, and after a while, Xiao He said, "Do you have anything you want to ask me?" ”

This question stumped Lin Shouxi.

He vaguely felt that he had stepped into a forbidden land full of thunder, and something would happen if he was not careful.

A flash of inspiration.

"Is this meal delicious?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Xiao He frowned, thinking that this turn was too blunt, was this a lie to her as a little girl? She's not his stupid apprentice.

"It tastes like chewing wax." Xiao He said.

"Then let's change it tomorrow, I still know that there is one, in the west, maybe it is more to Xiao He's taste." Lin Shouxi said.

"Tomorrow ......" Xiao He could quickly understand what he meant, and he wanted to make another appointment with himself......

"Is that okay?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"It's okay, I'll finish listening to the story tomorrow, and when I try to compete with you the day after tomorrow, I can start harder." Xiao He said with a cold face, but he also agreed to his invitation again in disguise.

……

The starry sky is shining.

Gong Yu stood by the window as always.

She was not staring at the stars and the moon, but at the marks she had left behind during her divination.

Gong Yu looked at the intricate lines, pondered for a long time, and couldn't figure it out.

The night breeze blew, Gong Yu seemed to sense something, looked up, and saw that on the mountain road in the distance, Lin Shouxi and Wu Youhe came to Dai Yue, they were talking softly, and they didn't see the eyes of Gong Yu on the tall building in the distance.

Gong Yu knew that although the knot between them had not been untied, the 'red thread' that connected them had never really been broken, this was the love of her youth, and it was something she had never obtained, but she could never experience again.

She wanted to help them untie the knot.

That's why she participated in the martial arts conference.

Can......

"Will it be calm forever?"

Gong Yu watched the pair disappear around the corner of the mountain road, and turned his gaze to the clear night sky, muttering to himself.

Her heart could never be at peace.

She always felt that something was standing behind her, like a yellow finch behind a praying mantis.

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