Ouyang Luo asked, "Are you still weak?" ”

Bai Jiu said: "There are countless perverts on the Qingyun List, the Daomen Wuwu Temple Sword Sect, I don't know how many masters there are. And those horrible loose practices. ”

Ouyang Luo frowned and asked, "The truth is this, but what's the matter with you?" Even if it is a challenge, unless the person concerned agrees, it is completely impossible to skip the ranks. ”

Bai Jiu's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked, "Why is it impossible?" ”

Ouyang glanced at him and said, "Challenging a person who is lower than your own realm, even if you win, it's not good to pass it on." And you can rest assured, Dayu has laws and regulations, and can only challenge the same realm. ”

Bai Jiu suddenly said: "I see." ”

Ouyang Luo said: "But you still have to be careful, after all, people who dare to come to Zhushan to worship the mountain, even if they are in the same realm as you, are not some idle people." ”

Bai Jiu nodded and said, "That makes sense." ”

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

Because of Lord Wensheng's regulations, Bai Jiu was not allowed to walk out of Zhushan for half a step, and the second senior brother who went down the mountain also mentioned this today, so he naturally didn't dare to disobey, and just chatted with Ouyang Luo at the bottom of the mountain.

There is no sunset at the bottom of the mountain, only the sky is gradually darkening, the clouds on the horizon are becoming more and more fiery red, and there are bamboo shadows on the dark road on the mountain road.

If it was in Qishui, it should be full of fallen leaves now, but I don't know which is more beautiful, the sky is burning clouds or the red maple leaves in the water.

Thinking like this, Bai Jiu's gaze fell on Ouyang Luo's side face.

A year will naturally not leave years on the girl's face, it will only make her grow up and grow up gradually, Bai Jiu feels more and more that Ouyang Luo is very good-looking, whether it is the cold side or the quiet side now, whether it is then or now, it will be the same in the future.

The sun is long and the clouds are long, the four fields are dim, and the trees in the forest are pulled out of the long shadows, adding a bit of ignorance in the darkness. The shadow of the tree trembled, and the long shadow came from a distance, gradually separated from the shadow of the tree, and appeared at the foot of Zhushan Mountain.

The long shadow is a human figure, especially tall, with a long knife behind his back and no hair.

Bai Jiu didn't know who he was, but he didn't think he was a good person, so he got up and put his hands behind his back.

The man looked at Ouyang Luo and said: "The white clothes are not skirts, cold and arrogant but not cold, I think you are Ouyang Luo." ”

After speaking, his gaze turned to Bai Jiu and said, "There is a new disciple in Lingmen who is rumored to like Tsing Yi, and if you can be so close to Ouyang Luo, then you are Bai Jiu?" ”

Bai Jiu looked at the knife behind him and said, "Swordsman? ”

Then his gaze fell on the man's head again, and said with a smile: "Since worship is better than shaving your head and becoming a monk, how can a monk not have a scar?" ”

Ouyang Luo asked, "From the Western Wilderness?" ”

Bai Jiu shook his head and said: "There is no yellow sand and no wind and dust, the only thing is the soil in my Dayu, which is naturally my Dayu people." ”

"Maybe the person he believes in is the Sword Saint."

The man laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hand and touched his bald head, and said: "There are too many rules for monks, women are not close, and wine and meat are not happy, how can people live?" Shaved head just feels that it is too troublesome to have hair, and the West Wilderness is too far away for fear that I can't walk, even if it is for the righteousness of the world, then the West Wilderness is actually no different from here. ”

Bai Jiu asked, "You're going to kill me?" ”

The man smiled and said, "I owe someone a favor, someone bought your life." Originally, I was going to kill you for the righteousness of the world, but this time I just happened to be able to repay the favor, I think, don't wait. ”

The righteousness of the world? Bai Jiu sneered, he naturally knew the meaning of this sentence, otherwise he would not have said that the person that person believed in was the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint sent a letter to Zhushan, which is known to the whole world. I didn't read the letter for a long time, and neither did Lord Wensheng, or everyone on Zhushan didn't read it. The second senior brother was even more absolute, he pressed the letter under his knife, and wanted to use his own knife to fight against the sword intent of the sword saint in the letter.

Zhushan never cares about other people's opinions, even if you are a sword saint. Just because you're admired doesn't mean you're right. In the words of the second senior brother, not to mention that he is just a monk.

Bai Jiu smiled and said, "Challenge me? ”

Then he spread his hands and said, "I don't accept it." ”

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "I can wait here, and those who want to come to the Confucian Holy Land should not accept it forever." ”

Bai Jiu glanced at the man and said, "Then you just wait." ”

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

At sunset and dusk, Zhushan does not leave guests.

Ouyang Luo said goodbye to Bai Jiu, Bai Jiu also went up the mountain, and the man sat in the forest.

The mountain path gradually darkened as the sun set, and Bai Jiu did not go directly up the mountain, but went to a pond halfway up the mountain.

The moon came out of the clouds and fell into the pool. There are fish playing in the water, but you can't see the lotus flowers in summer. The decayed lotus leaves float on the water, and the depression is like this. Autumn sun, autumn moon, autumn wind, autumn water falls without a trace.

The wise are happy with the water, and the benevolent are happy with the mountain. Bai Jiu is not a benevolent person like the senior brother, let alone a wise man like the second senior brother, he came here, but this place is the most secluded.

Between heaven and earth, between mountains and rivers, and between bamboo forests, Bai Jiu took out the things in his arms, and the environment is easy to make people think.

Even if he has seen it countless times, even if he has been burned into his heart and cannot forget it, Bai Jiu still feels shocked, and it is even more strange when he looks closely.

Heaven and earth can last for a long time, because they do not generate by themselves, so they can last for a long time.

However, everything in heaven and earth has its own ........... Thought that all beings were deceased........ It can't last long, and neither can the sky.

There is no star in the sky, and there is no name for praise......... Those who hold a righteous path, the inner nature, and the heaven and earth are also based on the heart.

However, there is the way of heaven in the end, which is the right principle of heaven and earth.

.........

Therefore, heaven and earth are left to nature, and nothing is done and nothing is created.

If you don't have it, you won't be able to prepare it!

.........

However, there is a way of heaven in the end.

.........

Heaven

Bai Jiu likes to read very much, or he is really talented, whether it is in Xifeng Chen's house or in Yongan Qingfeng Academy, he is the one who is very fascinated by books.

No matter how archaic and difficult the words are, he will choose to memorize. He has his own method, those sentences will be divided into words in his eyes, and then dismembered into lines, so that remembering, where is the reason to forget.

In the Tang Tomb, he didn't know how to trigger the words on the jade, and a faint and ethereal and clear aura rose to the sky, as if it did not belong to the world. And with that the words that were seared into his mind. This time, it wasn't him who had to remember those words, but those words that chose him.

He could not forget, nor could he understand. The words echoed in his mind, and every time he thought about it, he had two completely different feelings, which were very strange.

One is unfamiliar, those words will always be driven by some kind of force when he thinks, and they become extremely fragmented in his mind, like a boulder fragment left tragically after a landslide, and he can't see the original magnificent scenery of the mountain.

And the other is familiarity, those words, and that ethereal and clear breath will always give Bai Jiu a sense of déjà vu, like Dong Yan returning in spring, it seems that he has already read those words, and it seems that that breath is the same as him.

Two completely different feelings, what they bring to Bai Jiu are weird.

Tonight he closed his eyes again and thought about it, but it was still the same, the feeling of familiarity and strangeness slowly coming, and the words of the ancient books of heaven in his mind became blurry again.

"However, there will be the way of heaven in the end, which is the right principle of heaven and earth"

"Of course, there is the way of heaven in the end."

Bai Jiu didn't understand the meaning of the so-called Heavenly Book recording these words, but he felt an unprecedented coldness and fear, especially when he thought about the so-called Heavenly Dao. He woke up suddenly.

He looked up at the sky and found that it was late at night, only to realize that he had been thinking for a long time before he knew it. The paper in his hand is gone, and the pool reflects the stars in the sky, and there is a world in the pool. The moonlight sprinkled from the sky, and the light and shadow were indifferent, as if falling into the water, and connected with the pond.

The trip to Tangling was extremely dangerous. He met the person who should have disappeared from the world a long time ago, the Tang Emperor was still alive, the Tang Sect was imprisoned, and the elixir of immortality? The blood of the Heavenly Dao? So great existence?

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao is not an ethereal existence, but a life that really has a will.

The more Bai Jiu thought about it, the more cold he felt.

He was about to get up and go back to the mountain, when he noticed a figure reflected in the water of the pond.

At the moment when he saw the old figure, a warm current poured into Bai Jiu's body, removing all the confusion and anxiety in his heart, and the cold jealousy gradually melted, becoming a deep pool of spring water.

Bai Jiu turned his head and rubbed his brows, walked to the lake, knelt down at the figure by the lake, and then kowtowed heavily.

Now he already understands the reason why the teacher didn't let him go down the mountain.

Listening to Bai Jiu's kowtow, Wen Sheng didn't look back, he looked at a pool of autumn water, and also looked at the stars in the sky, and said slowly: "The underworld is under the Nine Shadows, and the Immortal Realm is located in the Nine Heavens, and the Book of Heaven does not exist in the Three Realms, which should be between the chaos." ”

"Countless years ago, the jade bi was in the world, and the Tang Sect was guarded for generations by the orders of the ancestors, no one knew why, and even the Tang Emperor, who imprisoned the entire Tang Sect in the Tang Tomb, did not understand the mystery."

"Until your appearance, the Book of Heaven appeared in the form of words for the first time in the world. All things in heaven and earth have the appearance of all beings, the principle of all things mentioned in the Book of Heaven, the right principle of heaven and earth is the way of heaven, and then there is the way of heaven in the end......." Lord Wensheng frowned and said: "What is the way of heaven?" ”

Bai Jiu didn't know how to answer this question.

Lord Wensheng turned around slowly, and the figure shrouded in the night was reflected in the pool water, his appearance was old, but his figure was tall.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a Lingmen in Zhushan, and the contemporary Confucian holy land is there.

For the Confucian sage in the world, the world's most understanding of him is the Dayu Wensheng, the person who follows the sage. However, few people have seen his appearance, and he is also an old man over half a hundred years old. In fact, Wen Sheng's appearance is indeed old, with white hair and dry skin, but he doesn't feel the slightest drowsy. The temperament that is not proportional to the appearance at all is even more incomprehensible.

"I've looked at this sky for many years."