In the temple of the abyss, the clouds and mist are all gone, and the sun is quite beautiful.

Shen Shenfei knelt in front of the stone tablet, thinking that kneeling is really better than lying down, what is the master going to do?

Shen Jun, the head of the Sword Sect, looked at his closed disciple and said, "What are you doing so lazy?" Don't learn from him, there are some things that you can't learn. ”

Shen Shenfei said helplessly: "I'm really sleepy...... Cultivation is too spiritual, and your free time is not used to nourish your spirits, so do you still have to look east and west? ”

"So you're keeping your eyelids hanging and no one looking at them?"

Shen Jun said in a slightly cold voice: "This time I went to the Hanging Temple, you have to go to see it when you should see it, don't make a mistake, and don't miss it." ”

Shen Shenfei was silent for a while, and then said, "The disciple obeys. ”

……

The Occult Moon Sect didn't know why it didn't send anyone. It was Wang Mingren who came to the Academy, he didn't go to the Daomen to participate in the reunion of the Taoists three years ago, it is said that at that time he was editing the works written in the fantasy world, this time he can come to the Hanging Temple, I think the compilation has been completed, and the realm has been improved.

Two people came to the Daomen, seeing that the Daoist's injuries had been healed, and the cultivation of the Yuan Infant was more stable, but he was much more silent than back then, and the other disciple was obviously of a higher status than him, wearing a hat to cover his head, and walked straight to the front, and when he passed the plaque of the Hanging Temple, the man stopped and watched for a moment before raising his steps again.

It was Shen Shenfei who came from the Sword Sect's side instead of Yu Shan, the head of the sect, because Yu Shan and the young powerhouses of the Two Forgotten Peaks had already followed the division commander to Xixia City to support the imperial army in the direction of the Snow Field. The Daomen did not send Shanyuan to come because Shanyuan ...... Holes are also being dug in the ground.

He dug in the dark underground for several years, and finally came to the depths of the leylines.

Looking at the blue sky jian, which was wrapped in ice and faintly glowing a few miles ago, he found that he had been a few years ahead of schedule.

He miscalculated one thing, everything in the world is familiar, even such things as digging holes can become familiar, and then become more high-speed.

The ghostly light emitted by Qingtianjian illuminated the cave in the depths of the earth's leylines, and also illuminated his face.

I don't know if the light is too weak, or the ground is too dark, but his eyebrows seem to be thicker than before.

The reason why he raised his eyebrows was because he couldn't understand why the coercion that had always been high above suddenly disappeared? Where did Lord Kaitian Beast go?

According to the rules of the Dao Gate, the Open Heaven Beast, as a Zhenshan Divine Beast, must not leave the Dao Gate.

It's okay this way, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by the Lord of the Open Heaven Beast and then being torn to pieces.

Thinking about these things, he walked to the front of Qingtianjian and found that the ice outside the sword was about a few feet thick, and it looked like a huge glass cube. He put his hand on the surface of the ice, and found that the cold was so terrible that even he felt a bit of a piercing pain, and from the touch, the ice was extremely hard, and it was difficult to cut through with a flying sword.

Sensing his arrival, several ghostly lights arose in Qingtianjian, which refracted into strange light in the ice, and Qing'er's figure gradually appeared.

Because of the refraction, her figure is somewhat distorted, and it is very faint, as if it may dissipate at any time.

When Qing'er saw Shanyuan, her little face showed a look of surprise, and she threw herself on the edge of the ice, but she couldn't come out again, as if she was locked inside.

"Are you here to save me?"

Shanyuan looked at her and said calmly, "No. ”

Qing'er looked at him in a daze and said, "Then what are you going to do?" ”

Zen Yuan said, "I heard your cries for help, so I came here and asked you what happened. ”

In the cave mansion left by Luo Huainan that year, he heard Qing'er's cry for help, and he quickly figured out a lot of things.

The master would not respond, and if he wanted to know what was going on, he would have to come to the Qingtianjian in person and ask questions.

So he started digging holes into the ground, and after six years of sleepless digging, he finally came here.

Qing'er's voice trembled slightly and said, "I don't know how you came here, but I want to go through a lot of hardships, and you ...... Just to ask me a word? ”

Shanyuan said, "Yes. ”

Qing'er couldn't understand, looked at him and said, "The truth...... Is it that important? ”

Shanyuan said calmly: "The chess pieces are only black and white, the color is very important to me, and I practice the chess way, the chess way is to solve, and the solution is to find the answer." ”

……

To be alive is to keep searching for answers.

It's just that some people find that the problem is unsolved early on, or they are too tired to solve the problem, so they choose to give up.

But there are still many people who are constantly searching for answers.

Lu Qian searched for many years, and finally found the answer she wanted to know the most, but she was not completely sure how to go on the future cultivation path.

Shen Yunhai didn't have a problem, so he didn't need to look for answers, except for those true qi conflicts in his body.

Su Qingming only has two questions, who made a move in the vanishing array, and after allowing himself to soar, he still failed to cut off the cause and effect, and then the immortal body did not exist, and who attacked him and knocked himself to the dust. He had confirmed the answer to the latter, and he was still looking for the former, but he already knew it.

Mo Shu is still looking for the answer in the Buddhist scriptures, how can the divine soul and this body be perfectly united?

Gusts of yin wind emanated from the patio, which were suppressed and dissipated by countless sigils, and then dispersed invisibly by the sea breeze.

In the mountains and forests not far away, the courtyard of the Moon Occult Sect looms.

There is a round window in the deepest quiet room, facing the snow lake, and the picture is very beautiful.

There was no wind here, and the light on the windowsill didn't flicker, but for some reason it was still a little ethereal, as if it could go out at any moment.

She gave herself this name because she didn't like winter and wanted it to pass soon.

Probably because of this, she has been sleeping, her long eyelashes are unblinking, and she only breathes once every long time.

The blue curtain sedan chair was parked outside the quiet room, and the moon occult sect master sat by the lake outside the window.

They looked at the light and the question in their minds was, how long can you burn?

……

Many people don't like winter, and the only good thing is probably the excitement and food during the New Year, as well as new clothes.

There are still three days before the Chinese New Year, and the people who came to participate in the pagoda ceremony arrived at the Hanging Temple one after another.

Shen Shenfei stood in the silver garden, looking at the remnant snow on the eaves, his expression was a little solemn, thinking that the East China Sea was cold like this, how should the snow be in the field?

Su Qingming looked at him and said calmly: "Your realm is still low now, don't think about going to the north." ”

Shen Shenfei thought to himself how you could have the same attitude with Master, and said, "Uncle Bai and Uncle Mo took the brothers of the Two Forgotten Peaks to Xixia City, why am I embarrassed to stay in the south?" ”

Su Qingming said: "I don't agree with the approach of Liang Wangfeng, there is really a big thing, and the young disciple will be sent to death if he goes." ”

Shen Shenfei disagreed and said: "Some things always have to be done. ”

Su Qingming said: "Wait until you enter the Broken Sea Realm." ”

Shen Shenfei thought about it before he understood this logic, and said with a somewhat strange expression: "Uncle Shi, are you showing your optimism about me?" ”

Su Qingming said: "Yes, a disciple like Jian Ruyun who has no future, it doesn't matter if you want to take risks, but you have a promising future, so you have to spare your life." ”

Shen Shenfei stared into his eyes and said, "What should I do when the beast tide comes?" ”

Su Qingming said calmly: "I have been here many times. ”

If it was replaced by Shen Yunhai or other disciples of the Two Forgotten Peaks, he would continue to fight with Su Qingming at this time. Shen Shenfei felt that what the master said to Su Qingming did seem to have some truth, a genius like himself should stay at the most critical moment to turn the tide and save the world from fire and water......

And he was indeed a little lazy.

Su Qingming's appreciation of him probably has something to do with it.

"Uncle Shi, I think the environment here is good, I'll live here."

Shen Shenfei felt that Yinyuan was very quiet, much better than the guest residence arranged by the Hanging Temple.

Lu Qian suddenly opened his eyes and said, "There's no place." ”

Shen Shenfei suddenly lost his energy, turned around and walked outside, drooping his eyes and muttering: "Holding grudges, holding grudges too much." ”

The next day, the monk who crossed the sea returned from Xixia City with several medical monks, and Zenzi remained there to sit with the sword saint.

The monk who crossed the sea came to Yinyuan for the first time, told Su Qingming about the situation in the snow field, and asked him what he thought.

Su Qingming thought to herself, why did she ask herself about this kind of thing.

The sea-crossing monk smiled, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

That night, Zhang Xiang came.

Yinyuan has continuous guest visits, which is really lively, as if the entire Great Wilderness knows that Su Qingming and Lu Qian are hiding in the Hanging Temple to listen to the scriptures and practice meditation.

Zhang Xiang knew Su Qingming's temper, and didn't say anything about the snow field, nor did he say anything about the situation in the court, but just picked up a few interesting things that happened in the Jing family - Jing Shang's duties in Taichang Temple were still idle, and Jing Li entered the palace and became the companion of Prince Jingyao, and practiced the Sword Sect exercises together, but he seemed to have encountered some small problems in marriage.

Seeing that Su Qingming listened more seriously, Zhang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had made the right bet. In the eyes of Shen Yunhai and Lu Qian, Su Qingming's words are much more than back then, and the whole person is much more vivid, but in the eyes of Zhang Xiang and others, as Su Qingming's realm is getting higher and higher, his prestige is getting higher and higher, and the immortal aura seems to be getting heavier and heavier, they are really worried that Su Qingming will ignore the world, so how should they, the people who Su Qingming left in the world, deal with themselves?

After Zhang Xiang left, Shen Yunhai dragged the ground again and wiped all the footprints left by him and Shen Shenfei.

Su Qingming said to him: "Tomorrow will be more lively, you avoid it, don't come over." ”

Although the number of people participating in the sacrificial pagoda is small, it represents the Li Dynasty and the major sects, and it may be a little inconvenient for people to find out that Shen Yunhai, who should have been in the Sword Prison of the Sword Sect, is here. Shen Yunhai also thought so, nodded and responded.

Lu Qian glanced at Su Qingming, knowing that this was definitely not the reason.

……

On the second day, the sacrificial tower officially began, and the process was not much different from the folk tomb, except that the number of monks chanting scriptures outside the silver garden was relatively large.

Su Qingming naturally didn't participate, sitting in the guest house in the depths of the silver garden, listening to the sound of the scriptures floating outside, looking at the white flags blown by the cold wind, silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Qian made him a cup of tea, pushed him in front of him on the floor, and didn't say anything to let him out.

Only six people were eligible to enter the Silver Garden, and there were only six people who paid homage to the small stone pagoda.

They were Zhang Xiang and the court official, Shen Shenfei, Wang Mingren, Mingjian Daoist and the Taoist disciple wearing a hat.

The monk who crossed the sea and the great monk who crossed the sea greeted him next to the tower, and couldn't help but be a little unhappy when he saw that the disciple of the Taoist sect was still wearing a hat at this time.

Wang Mingren only learned this time that the original Tang Dynasty Emperor was really a monk in the Hanging Temple, and was even buried here, he was shocked, and thought that it was no wonder that the Hanging Temple was so close to the royal family.

Looking at the expressions of the sea crossing monk and the great permanent monk, he turned his head to look and saw the Taoist disciple wearing a hat, and said, "Please take off your hat." ”

The monk of the Hanging Temple is the master is inconvenient to say something, he naturally wants to speak, and the Hexia School Palace has always been such a style of acting.

Seeing the Taoist, he looked at him and said coldly, "Be careful when you speak." ”

Wang Mingren looked at him and said calmly, "Are you sure you are really awake?" Do you still think of yourself as an emperor? ”

This is naturally a matter in the Qingtianjian Fantasy Realm.

Hearing this, I saw that the Taoist man's expression changed slightly, and he was a little blue.

He really did everything in the Qingtianjian Fantasy Realm, and finally became the co-master of the world, who knew that the immortal urn fell into the hands of Su Qingming.

This incident has become a legendary story in the monastic world, and he has naturally become the biggest joke.

The scholars of the Haixia Academy are not grudge-minded, but they will never forget their grudges. In the illusion, Emperor Qin killed Wang Mingren, slaughtered his disciples, and banned his doctrine, such a deep hatred, even if he left the illusion, how could he forget, the so-called rules of asking the question, where can control people's hearts.

At this moment, the Daomen disciple wearing the hat said slowly, "Are you sure you are qualified to let me take off my hat?" ”

His voice was nice, but his tone was strange, like that of a child who had just learned to speak, and he was not yet very proficient.

If Shen Yunhai was present at this time, he would probably think of Su Qingming, who had just arrived in the small mountain village thirty years ago.

The most important thing is that the voice of this Dao disciple seems to contain countless clouds and mist, which penetrate from people's ears into the heart, making it difficult to breathe.

Wang Mingren's breath was slightly suffocated, knowing that the other party's realm was surprisingly high, and he was far from being an opponent.

But he didn't give up, looked at the man and said firmly: "The deceased is great!" What's more, it was His Majesty the Emperor! ”

"It makes sense, dead people always deserve sympathy, but you have to remember that even the emperor is not qualified to let me take off my hat, let alone you, a junior!"

The Daoist disciple took off his hat and looked at Wang Mingren and shouted.

Wang Mingren's chest was tight, as if he had been hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The people in the Silver Garden looked at the face of the Dao disciple and the two horns on his head, and they were shocked and speechless.