The ripples in that mirror have not dissipated for a long time, even though it is only a residual picture of the past, but Xuan Zhen's single sword, above the heaven and earth, cultivating the Tao three times in a row, seeking the Tao, preaching the Tao, and finally laughing out loud, the picture of the fall and dissipation is magnificent and majestic, far from being comparable to the short words in the teacher's mouth.

With such lonely courage and determination, Qi Wufu has not come back to his senses for a long time.

He recalled that the teacher talked about the upper, middle and lower three-way road.

Among them, the senior brother of Xuandu, in the mouth of the teacher, is devout to the Tao, follows my teachings, practices through tribulations, does nothing, and proves the unity of the yuan.

Fellow practitioners of heaven and earth, breathing in the sun and the moon.

But it only has to be in the middle of the ride.

So, what's the best?

What is the best!

Qi Wufu looked at Senior Brother Xuanzhen's path, and suddenly understood the teacher's unspoken words, what was the best path-

their own path.

Blaze a new trail!

Sharpen your Dao heart, identify your own direction, and then move forward step by step.

Then overcome the thorns and thorns, cut off all the external disasters and demons on the road, and finally march forward, go to the limit of this road, and come to the end of the road, then, no matter who this body has been apprenticed to, no matter what has been experienced, several ups and downs, several setbacks, can also be called the ancestor of a one.

Yes yes -

Daozu!

The young man thought about what his senior brother did, integrated the world, unified Kyushu, fought the demon emperor with a sword, and invited the heavens to drink together.

One by one, one by one, it created the original way of luck.

If you want ordinary people to no longer be bound by their talents, as long as this heart is not depraved and lazy, you can have a feasible road, wrapped in the general trend and great wishes, how heroic, never retreat, never setback, never leave room for yourself, only step by step, after all, the forty-nine falls, never retreat, never regretted.

Such pride, such a Taoist heart, the same family, and the same clan, only one step away from success, all of this is impacting the hearts of young Taoists.

Let his emotions fluctuate, and those many emotions swirled in his throat for a long time, and finally he only had to sigh.

"It's a pity ......"

Nan Qingzi was slightly stunned, she simply felt that this sigh was just like the sigh of the old man who rushed to come after the fall of Xuanzhen that day, and it was generally the same, and these two words were not the kind of innocuous evaluation of others at all, but with an extremely strong regret and extremely painful empathy.

Nan Qingzi's expression returned to its original tranquility and said, "Who is not a pity? ”

"He's just, he never wants to look back."

"The strength of the way, the king's heart is like iron, and everything else is just his embellishment."

The young man said: "After the Ghost Emperor woke up, why didn't you go to him for the first time?" ”

Nan Qingzi didn't answer, and after a long time, he said lightly: "It's just four years, he is the human emperor, I am the ghost emperor, four years, for us, just passed in a flash, it is not worth mentioning, and there is no need to remember it." ”

"Why did I go to him in the first place?"

"So do I, and so does he."

She said so, but when she looked up, she seemed to be still looking at the past that was far away more than 8,000 years ago, and saw their only happy two years, living in seclusion in the courtyard under the mountain, and their courtyard opened up the scenery of the world in all directions, with bamboo in the corner, pine beside the house, and a large number of chrysanthemums to watch in autumn.

Because she was born in a water town, the Taoist also personally attracted living water in the yard and planted lotus.

Watching the lotus and admiring the moon on a summer night, only that Taoist person always says, because there are many plants and trees, there are inevitably too many mosquitoes, and there is a place of water, the book is damp, and it is easy to be bitten by insects, but it is quite annoying, the Taoist flips the book, the woman shakes the fan, the time under the mountain, it is obviously short as a flash, and there seems to be nothing special in it, but it makes her difficult to forget.

Qi Wufu looked at the Southern Ghost Emperor who had lost his mind: "So, have you ever seen Xuan Zhen...... The tomb of the human emperor? ”

The Southern Ghost Emperor said lightly: "He has disappeared...... I hate him so much that I have never seen him! ”

The young man said: "He was buried at the foot of a mountain. ”

Nan Qingzi's body trembled violently, and her eyes widened.

Yamashita ......

Qi Wufu didn't know why the Southern Ghost Emperor suddenly had such a big reaction to this mountain, but as a junior disciple, he needed to pass on these things, and said: "There are no mausoleums and gorgeous burials, just a lonely tomb, and there is a stone tablet there, called the Thirteen Hatreds of Xuanmen." ”

Qi Wufu's tone was clear, and he said softly:

"The first hate, the book bag is easy to decay."

Nan Qingzi's palm subconsciously grabbed the cuff and clutched it tightly, is this a coincidence?

What she missed, did he miss before he finally died?

The young Taoist looked at her, paused, and then said softly:

"The second hatred, the love is deep and shallow, and the beauty has a thin life."

Nan Qingzi's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, she stood there quietly, but the young Taoist suddenly felt that she had become very distant, and the coldness and chill that belonged to the Southern Ghost Emperor on her body, and the feeling of beauty full of aggression also dispersed, and the young Taoist seemed to understand that perhaps, [Nan Qingzi] and [Southern Ghost Emperor] were not exactly the same.

[Nan Qingzi] is the most essential disposition of [Southern Ghost Emperor], it is the possibility of what it would be like if she was not born with pure yin ghosts and gods, but was born in the world, and this time I tried and possibly met Taishang Xuanzhen who walked in the world.

The young Taoist said slowly: "The third hates mosquitoes on summer nights, the fourth hates that the platform is easy to leak, the fifth hates the chrysanthemum leaves, the sixth hates the pine ants, the seventh hates the bamboo leaves, the eighth hates the Guihe Yi Xie, the ninth hates the Tibetan sage, and the tenth hates the peanut thorn ......."

In his opinion, these are senior brothers and people with many obsessions and emotions, not sculptures.

It is great love, not ruthlessness.

But what fell on Nan Qingzi's ears was a different meaning.

Somehow, the picture in front of her eyes blurred, she seemed to be able to see the two years in the small courtyard, and saw the troubled little Taoist priest, sitting by the lotus pond and scrolling his own scrolls, while she sat on a chair and looked at him.

The man spread out the books, looking at the pages that had been eaten by insects, his sword eyebrows were wrinkled, and his teeth were grinning, but he looked up at her, and his smile was still warm and bright.

Everything blurred in front of him, and then tears slid down his face.

fell to the ground and turned into the pure yin qi of the nine heavens.

Qi Wufu's voice paused, looking at Nan Qingzi, who didn't know why, and didn't know when he burst into tears, the peerless face of the Southern Ghost Emperor was pale, Qi Wufu sighed and said:

"Congenital yin gods and ghosts, yin to purity, there is no so-called surname."

"And you ran away from home again in that life, incognito."

"So, the name Nan Qingzi."

"Actually, it's the name you used to have when you spent just four years with Hyun Jin."

Xuanmen has thirteen hatreds, ten hatreds are only for you, and three hatreds are the way, without self.

Yin to purity, born from nature, named in the name of meeting, stretching for 8,000 years.

Qi Wufu looked at the 'person' in front of him and sighed: "Why......"

Why didn't you look for him when you woke up?

The Southern Ghost Emperor raised his hand and wiped away the 'tears' from the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he was stunned, but he laughed and said softly: "At that time, he was the one with the greatest achievements in the yang world, and his spirit was as brilliant as fire, and he was full of spirit. ”

The young Taoist sighed slightly.

Nan Qingzi didn't care about these anymore, but suddenly said, "You can have a chance to see his tombstone." ”

"It should be his old man."

"Then, this thing may be entrusted to you."

"Huh?"

Qi Wufu was stunned, and saw that the woman stretched out her hand, and at the cuff slightly, the mirror that was the same as the Beidi Mirror was flooded with streamers, and immediately turned into a formation, and after unraveling in an extremely mysterious way, the endless streamers converged and turned into a scroll, with an extremely rich qi on it.

Qi Wu said confusedly: "This is ......"

Nan Qingzi stroked the scroll with his palm and said softly, "It's his way." ”

Young Daodao: "His Tao ......"

"Well, it is the way of luck that can be practiced by any living being, and the more you can help the world, the stronger your luck."

"And those who do evil and plunder, they will not be lucky; He did not choose absolute average, but chose to give all living beings equal opportunities, to give them a choice, and this way of luck, he completed the first part and the most fundamental part, but alas, before he could complete the last part, he was already ......"

Nan Qingzi didn't continue.

He took a slight breath, calmed his mind, and said:

"And this path is only a prototype."

"As he said, the world has been tired for a long time, and if you take strong medicine, you will die; Heaven and earth rotate, from the winter solstice to a yang, and then from a yang to six yang, here and then, and like planting trees, you need to plant seeds first, then there are buds, then there are stems, and then there are branches and leaves, and finally you can bear fruit, what he did was not to open up the road, not to complete the road in one breath, but to plant the seeds. ”

"The road can't be achieved overnight."

"Since it is the path of 'man', it should also be completed by people from generation to generation, otherwise, this is not the way of man."

"This is the seed he found."

The 'seed' of the way of luck.

The seed of the way of the world.

Qi Wufu recalled that when he was in Zhongzhou, when he confronted Jidu Xingjun, the latter's words, after the fall of the human emperor eight thousand years ago, his eight courtiers divided his country, so that the world that had finally arrived at a unified world was divided into troubled times.

There is no doubt that the way of luck in this era is by no means the same as the purpose of Xuanzhen's opening.

The current way of luck and human emperor is just a path made by those eight courtiers watching what Xuan Zhen did.

It's not pure, it's very mixed.

What this scroll represents is the last step that Xuan Zhen regrets and never completes, his deeds, and calamities, cause and effect, and yet—

As it says.

Since it is the path of man, then it is up to the people of generation to make up for it.

How can we expect the forerunners to get everything done?

The young Taoist looked at the scroll dossier that represented [Qi Luck], he stepped back slightly, then shook his sleeves, arched his hand, extremely solemnly, took this scroll with both hands, and said softly: "Then, his last wish and cause and effect. ”

"Poor Dao, take it."

"I'll help him with the last part."

The voice paused, and Qi Wu said confusedly:

"Sister-in-law."

Nan Qingzi was slightly stunned, and then his eyes widened, and then he saw the young Taoist holding the scroll and getting up, his left hand hanging down, and his right hand in front of him, his eyebrows, eyes, facial features, and even temperament were completely different from those Taoists more than 8,000 years ago, but that clear air seemed to be in one vein.

In a trance, almost as when he and Xuan Zhen first met, but it was more than 8,000 years later, I saw the young Taoist and said:

"Poor Dao, Xuanwei."

Xuanwei ......

Nan Qingzi's eyes widened, and he immediately realized something, and said, "You are, his junior brother?!" ”

She suppressed her voice and said hurriedly, "You, why did you come to this place to be in danger?" ”

"Let's go!"

"I, I can't deserve to be called like this......"

Qi Wufu shook his head and replied, "After Senior Brother overthrew the kings of the Zhou family, he was alone and had no descendants......

After that, because of the rebellion in the capital, Nan Qingzi, who rarely knew about human affairs, was stunned and said:

"What about the current human emperor?"

Qi Wufu replied: "Behind the senior brother, there is the rebellion of the eight kings, the eight courtiers divided the land of the world, and turned against the demon clan, and now several countries in the world, all of them are inherited by the courtiers who betrayed the senior brother back then, and their methods are also achieved by watching the senior brother, or being guided by the senior brother." ”

"Betrayal ......"

Nan Qingzi muttered, immediately shook his head, and said calmly: "Xuan Zhen doesn't care about betrayal. ”

"But they have divided the world, and I am afraid they are also for their own selfish desires."

Qi Wufu will tell what the emperor has done now.

She was silent for a long time, and finally reached into her sleeve, and when she slowly took it out, the wisps of streamer converged and turned into a jade seal, which had an extremely strong humane atmosphere, Nan Qingzi stroked this seal with her palm, and said, "This is him... It was his seal that was given to me at the time of destruction. ”

"I originally regarded it as the last thing to sustenance, but you are his junior brother, so I will hand it over to you first."

"You hold this ......"

She grabbed the jade seal, and then placed it in Qi Wufu's hand.

The young Taoist's wrist sank, sensing the heaviness of this object.

"Perhaps, depose the emperors!"

(End of chapter)