When the morning light came, Chang'an City slowly woke up from its sleep

The door of Lao Bizhai was pushed open, and the big people in Lane 47 suddenly woke up.

This year was colder than usual, but it hadn't snowed for days, and the remnants of snow under the roots of the trees were turning gray day after day, but when the door creaked open, the sky was falling.

The second senior brother glanced up at the sky, and then looked at the shop door that had just opened opposite.

At the entrance of the alley, a black carriage slowly drove from the wind and snow, the heavy body made of all-metal, the bluestone slabs between the crushed alleys trembled slightly, and the wheels emitted a low roar like thunder.

Master Yan Se and the Great Priest of Light walked out of the shop and sat down in Ma Mu.

A moment later, a thin figure also walked out of the old pen room.

Sangsang held the new urn in his left arm and the old urn in his right arm, looking a little heavy and struggling, and climbed up the horse with difficulty.

The black carriage drove towards the city gate in the wind and snow.

It was still quiet in Lane 47, and the general at the end of the alley and the imperial doctor at the end of the alley did not move, and watched the black Ma Mu leave with a solemn expression.

The second senior brother stood up from the stool, and walked towards the city gate with Chen Pipi behind him and Chen Pipi following the trajectory of the black carriage.

It was only at this time that the rest of the big men in the alley dared to make a move.

The general ordered the Yulin army, which was hidden in various parts of Chang'an City, to return to the camp.

The Imperial Doctor went straight to the palace to die.

National teacher Li Qingshan looked at the carriage that was about to disappear in the wind and snow in Chang'an, and slowly bowed and saluted.

There is a mountain in the northern suburbs of Chang'an City that is not very famous, the mountain is not high and there is no literati who can help its name, the miscellaneous lining of the mountains and fields is also less beautiful, so there are few tourists on weekdays, this morning the wind and snow are steep, the road is covered with snow and difficult to walk, and the mountain is full of people, quietly as if it is not in the world.

The black carriage stopped at the foot of this nameless mountain, and the Mou Wheel Ba made of fine iron was fractured by the green plate under the wheel, and if it was forced to climb the mountain, I was afraid that it would cause two terrible wounds on the muddy mountain road.

The two old men were walking on the mountain road, the cotton jacket was a little old but very clean, and it was gently trembling by the mountain wind, and the robe was still new but stained with a lot of grease, and it was blown around by the mountain wind.

No matter from the clothes or the slightly rickety old body, the two old people on the mountain road are very ordinary and ordinary, but when they walked in the wind and snow, they walked out of the sense of leaving the world.

At the bottom of the mountain road, the thin Sang Sang held two heavy urns, lowered his head and pursed his lips, staring at the stone steps under the skirt that seemed to have no end to him, and hurried with difficulty, chasing the two old men in front of him who seemed to be dying.

Master Yan Se pulled out a snow branch on his face and sighed, "I don't know if the new urn will fill up later, or the old urn will become heavier." ”

The Great Priest of Light walked beside him and said with a smile: "It all depends on Haotian's arrangement. ”

Master Yan Se rubbed the snow water on his robe and said, "Actually, it's not bad to fill it all up." ”

The Great Priest of Light nodded and said, "The two urns are placed side by side, which can be regarded as being a neighbor." ”

Master Yan Se turned his head to look at him, and continued to walk up the stairs with his sleeves behind him.

Under a cedar tree, the two old men rested for a while, waiting for the mulberry below to catch up.

Master Yan Se looked at the old man's calm face and suddenly asked curiously, "Have you ever been to the Apocalypse back then?"

The Great Priest of Light narrowed his old eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about the events of many years ago, and after being silent for a long time, he whispered: "I once arrived, and then I was beaten into the dust, depriving myself of the opportunity to get close to Haotian. ”

Master Yan Se looked at him in a daze, and said with emotion: "What a great opportunity to be able to break through the Five Realms, how many cultivators in the world have been unable to contact it in their entire lives, you actually came to this point more than ten years ago, no wonder the viewer still thinks that you are the first person in the Dao Sect after seeing all over Taoshan back then." ”

The Great Priest of Light sighed softly and said, "I have seen it before, but it turns out that I can never see it again, which is actually a kind of pain. ”

Sang Sang finally rushed to the bottom of the cedars, his little face flushed and panting.

The second elder didn't give her any time to rest, and continued to walk up the steps to the top of the mountain.

Master Yan Se said: "I once broke through the Five Realms but was knocked into the dust, which can only prove that Haotian thinks that what you have done is wrong, so he is determined to take back this gift, you have to pursue the shadow of the night, the son of the Hades...... In fact, does it have anything to do with Haotian's brilliance? In fact, in the end, you believe in yourself and not Haotian. ”

The Great Priest of Light sighed and said: "In fact, in the past few decades, I have been thinking about a question, why do those incomparably excellent Bright Divine Seats in the history of the temple often leave Momoyama in the end, and why do the people who are called the closest to Haotian often choose to take a path that Haotian does not appreciate? ”

He turned to look at Yan Se, and after a long silence, he said: "I have been thinking about this question for a long time, that is, I was still thinking about every step when I climbed the mountain before, until I looked at the red sun rising in the sea of clouds in front of me and saw the warm red light, I realized that it was because the person sitting on the throne of Mi Ming believed that Fang Mi Ming was only down."

Master Yan Se was silent, he understood the meaning of the words of the Great Priest of Light.

Believing in light, Haotian does not necessarily represent light.

At this time, the two old men had already reached the top of the nameless mountain, and Sang Sang was resting under a straight poplar behind him, and the two urns beside him, old and new, and her slightly dark face reflected a ruddy luster, full of warmth.

At the end of the sea of clouds on the east side of the cliff, the newborn morning sun has all jumped out, and the red and bright are round.

There is still fine snow floating on the cliff, and it is a strange picture to see the morning sun in the snow.

Walking to the edge of the cliff, Master Yan Se stretched out his hand to drive away a snowflake that floated in front of him, looked at the red sunrise in the east smiling calmly in the middle of two layers of clouds, and asked, "How does it feel to take that step?"

Take a step forward and you will enter the white clouds that linger in the mountains below, or walk into the warm glow.

The Great Priest of Light walked up to him, looked at the rising sun in the distance side by side, and said, "After you fought with Liu Bai by the seawall of the Song Kingdom, I saw the red sun gradually setting, and I felt something, but I only took half a step.

"No matter what a step or a half is a step out after all, I envy you. Master Yan Se said with emotion: "No wonder Liu Bai looked at you so strangely that day, I am still a guy who realizes it after all." ”

The Great Priest of Light recalled the earth-shattering sword that broke through the clouds many years ago as if it came from thousands of miles away to make an appointment, thinking of the earth-shaking talisman of the old Dao shaking the sea and the quiet waves beside him at that time, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said: "According to the Dao theory, Liu Bai should have taken that half step a long time ago, but I don't know why there has been no news for so many years, maybe it's fear?"

Master Yan Se thought of the strongest person he had met in this life, frowning slightly, but he didn't say a word.

The Great Priest of Light looked at him and said with a smile: "Many people think that if you enter the Dao with pure yang, you will cut off the possibility of breaking through the Five Realms, but I think that there will be a new life in the desperate place, Liu Bai is the strongest person in the world, but you can face him head-on without defeat, if he can cross over, there is no reason why you can't cross over, so ...... What about you?"

The mountain breeze was sleet, blowing the wide robe hunting, Master Yan Se looked at the blue sky between the clouds and the red sun, and said calmly: "Last year, I was a disciple of Ning Que, and all my obsessions turned into tranquility, and my mind suddenly opened, and then I knew that I vaguely wanted to take that step, but for some reason I was unwilling to step out.

He looked at the Great Priest of Light and said, "Just like you said Liu Bai, because of fear. ”

The Great Priest of Light's old eyebrows crumbled into mountains and rivers in the morning light, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Why are you afraid?"

"The end of the rune is the truth of heaven and earth, the most essential law, I cultivate talismans in this life, and I cultivate talismans in my life, which is gradually going to the primordial place, but the most extreme place is the area that Hao Tiancai is qualified to touch. ”

Master Yan Se said expressionlessly: "Cultivating talismans will inevitably touch that forbidden area in the end, and the emphasis is on self-enlightenment, and there is no need for the apocalypse, so what kind of things will happen once you break through the Five Realms? This is fear." ”

The morning sun is calmly watching this side of the cliff on the far side of the sea of clouds, the light is so red and warm, illuminating the stone snow tree urn people on the cliffside, it is the kind and generous Haotian who is giving the rules and life of the world.

The Great Priest of Light said: "Although I seem to have betrayed Haotian, I am cultivating divine art after all, and the brilliance of Haotian will give me the eyes and endless power to see through the world, and I have an advantage in daytime battles." ”

Master Yan Se shook his head and said: "Chang'an City is my home field, my feet have walked all over the streets and alleys of the city, and traveled all over the great rivers and mountains outside the city, this mountain is one of my talismans, so you don't have much advantage." ”

The Great Priest of Light smiled and said, "In any case, it's better not to disturb the world's dreams. ”

Master Yan Se said: "Since I persuaded you to leave Chang'an City, this is what it is. ”

As the words fell, the wide Dao sleeves danced gently, and with a flash of clear light, the oily and unpleasant breath between the Dao sleeves suddenly purified without a trace, and a powerful and inexplicable talisman slowly seeped out from the cracks in the mountain rocks.

"I haven't seen the mountain character for many years. The Great Priest of Light said with emotion.

He stretched out his right hand and waved it lightly in the wind and snow, and the morning light from the east instantly reflected his thin right hand into a white as jade, and countless faint points of light emanated from his fingers, flying into the air like fireflies.

The powerful runes that seeped out of the mountains and rocks touched these divine glow points containing a holy breath, and did not produce a terrifying result, but snuggled up closely, slowly falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the cliff, gradually forming an invisible barrier, and the seven-colored streamer circulated on the barrier, like a beautiful rainbow in the snow.

The two old men looked at the rainbow cover in front of them, felt the harmony and strength in it, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the little girl behind him who was silent and bowed her head.

(The next chapter is about five o'clock.) (To be continued)