Volume 1 Dead Leaves Return to Dust Chapter 12 Searching for Mountains and Ghosts
In the secluded courtyard, the lights have long been extinguished.
A black shadow suddenly climbed over the wall, fell silently, and entered the secluded room like a ghost, without causing the slightest noise, without startling half an inch of grass and trees, as if it was really a ghost walking in the world.
A cold star flashed, and a dagger was about to cut into the white neck of the beautiful woman on the bed.
"Ding. ”
With a crisp sound, the dagger came out of his hand, where did the man in black expect this, and immediately said that his heart was not good, but it was too late.
Under the condensed sword shadow under the hood, the sword momentum that should have been sprinkled all over the sky became condensed under the control of the swordsman's exquisite true qi and the sword moves that wielded freely.
The man in black had that ghostly body but couldn't use it, not only because of this rainstorm-like sword momentum, but also because of an ethereal sword intent, and it would be full of flaws when he moved, and he was not sure that he was faster than this sword, and he didn't want to give his life in vain. He was shocked and angry in his heart, not because of the other party's cultivation, but because Yu Yeku actually sent someone to secretly protect Sheng Youyou, to protect a fireworks woman who wanted to kill him!
At this time, outside the courtyard, where is there a trace of silence? Ye withered hugged Sheng Youyou, in order to be sure, there were four people outside the courtyard. He doesn't let people rush in, if the scene is messy, it will only give people a chance. Ye Ku just sent two masters in the mansion in, and he was sure to capture this person alive.
"I'm going to give you a vent today. Ye Ku lowered his head and whispered in Sheng Youyou's ear, and the people around him lit it with torches, reflecting the uncertainty in his eyes.
It's only a matter of time before it comes to fruition. When the man was escorted down in blood, Ye Ku also raised Sheng Youyou's hand and waved it at him, which was regarded as saying goodbye. The man in black knew his plan when he was fighting, and he was already a little annoyed, so he spit out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
The matter was over, Sheng Youyou watched Ye Ku's back gradually melt into the darkness when he went back alone, and his footsteps moved, but in the end he was still walking in place, as if he was weighing a thousand pounds in one step, and he couldn't take a step, and in the end he only breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know what kind of comfort he was in.
In another part of the palace, when the light from nowhere was extinguished and the noise faded, Shangguan Xuanqing closed his eyes and suppressed his body with the method of starry mysticism, and his body was in starlight. The method of stargazing that Ye Ku said before, this view is not observed with the naked eye, but with the eyes of the heart. The method of the heart and eye, this is an innate technique, such as the golden-winged roc that ancient alien species since the beginning of birth opened the heart eye, the spirit is far from other beasts comparable, there are also ancient people born and blind eyes can not see, six years after the heart and eye burst open, the vision is no different from ordinary people, the hole in the spirit of the machine, the cultivation of a thousand miles a day. If the acquired person has the opportunity or has cultivated to a certain level, he can also be happy and discerning, and peek into the mysteries of heaven and earth.
"Damn. She had never heard of the "Xingyan Xuanguan Method" that needed to be supplemented by the eye of the heart to be able to go straight to the avenue, and Ye Ku did not directly explain the method of cultivating the eye of the heart, and she didn't know if it was because of this pass, Shangguan Xuanqing scolded, and his voice was very soft.
After a night without words, the day passed in a blink of an eye, the banquet was dispersed, and the cultivators came and went like the rain, although the practice can prolong life, but who is not racing against time, either competing to squander and be happy, or competing to go further.
Ye withered lying on the purple bamboo rattan chair, under the starry sky, the true dragon knocked gold and jade to enhance the body, but also to replenish the spirit, sleepiness does not invade. In fact, it's not just him, even for ordinary monks, as long as they reach the Seven Grades of Mortal Bones, practice a breath of true qi into their stomachs, and they won't feel the slightest sleepiness for days of sleeplessness.
The lights are flickering. There are 3,000 volumes of scriptures, but in reality there are far more than that, and it will take a long time to read them all. In the past few days, I don't know how many books I have eaten, but I still haven't found anything, I just feel that the Shentai is clear and clear, and the mind is transparent, but there is no progress in cultivation.
An ancient scroll was spread out on the table, and the years had left many marks on its body, yellowed, wrinkled, and chipped, making it look a little dilapidated, contrary to the need for a decent birthday gift. Ye Ku has been studying this picture for a long time since he got this picture yesterday, but the time is too short, and he still can't see any clues.
The sound of footsteps broke Ye Ku's contemplation, and he was about to put away the cowhide roll, but there was a burst of ice on his hand, "What's so unsightly?" Shangguan Xuanqing copied the cowhide scroll, looked at it for a while, and then threw it back to Ye Ku.
"I said, Your Royal Highness, what are you doing here for your husband at night?" The leaves withered and simply did not receive them. Shangguan Xuanqing's talent is amazing, he just pointed her in a rough direction.
"Xingyan Xuanguan Method" has deduced the mystical star potential to a very high level, and used the Tianhe machine to turn the astrological and celestial potential for his own use. Shangguan Xuanqing pushed the door of the heart and eye halfway in one day, and there was no difference in ordinary people's view, but with Ye Ku's vision, he could naturally detect the difference.
In fact, Shangguan Xuanqing had already heard of this method, and it was naturally impossible to say that Ye Ku could surpass several levels of the entire Guxia royal family with just one sentence, she had already felt it, Ye Ku had cleared the clouds and mist in front of her and pointed straight to the source. Shangguan Xuanqing crossed his hands in front of his chest, leaned on the stone table, his head was slightly on one side, and said, "Set off in three days." ”
When Ye Ku heard this, he smiled and said, "I said it like a son-in-law." And in such a hurry, you can't wait?"
The words came. Shangguan Xuanqing didn't want to compete with Ye Ku for the ability of his tongue, so he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Your Highness is angry. Ye Ku stepped forward, grabbed Shangguan Xuanqing's jade arm, and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a temple on that small hill outside the northern city that is extremely effective, do you want to go together?"
Shangguan Xuanqing heard this, and he was also half refused and half welcomed, but he was euphemistic for the sake of face, but he was pushed out of the door by Ye Ku, and said in his heart: "This Ye Ku is very weird, but it's not annoying, it's just that." ”
Ye Ku looked at her eyelashes trembling slightly, and hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's go." ”
The two did not bring an entourage, nor did they ride a carriage or horse, but they wore the moon and stars, and they only wore two hazy figures in the night.
The temple said that it was outside the north city, but in fact it was not very close, located on a hill with little reputation, and took a "wish" name at random, Ye Ku said that it worked, but in fact it was just a smooth mouth, after all, you can't give Shangguan Xuanqing to go to a temple that doesn't work, right?
It's late at night, the lights have long been extinguished, and it's quiet and quiet, rather than a human city, but a ghost city. There are three thousand avenues, and not every path is above board, some people cultivate the Dafa, and naturally there are also people who are good at the Sen Sen Ghost Dao.
"Ye Ku, the grand event of the young generation in the Northern Regions, do you participate or not. It was Shangguan Xuanqing who asked, and there was a shaky word "wine" on the top of his head, and he was blown crooked by the demon wind somewhere.
"Not participating. "The answer is leaf withering.
"Why?"
"I've never participated. "It's a well-known fact that his heart is damaged and it is difficult for him to cultivate.
"Speak well. ”
"I can't practice martial arts, and if I go, I'm humiliating. ”
Shangguan Xuanqing was silent.
"Then I'll tell you the truth, I'm too good, I'm afraid of hitting everyone. ”
Shangguan Xuanqing glanced at Ye Ku, his eyes were like a gust of wind that caught people off guard, and he didn't know whether she believed it or not.
The two of them didn't seem lonely along the way.
......
A mountain outside the north city originally had no name, but later there was a temple, and there was an additional mountain name of "wish".
It is also like chaos.
The temple is in the mountains, there is no fame, so there is only one temple of the Buddhist temple, for a Buddha who does not look very majestic, perhaps the skills of the sculptor master are not good, for a while I can't see which Buddha it is, I only feel a little, but it is not.
The incense burner outside was lazily drifting a few wisps of smoke, which were reverently worshiped by the pilgrims who had come today. Most of the people who can come here are ordinary people around them, and they want nothing more than some children and grandchildren to get rich safely.
There are dots of uneven chanting sound in the wishing temple, not that there are many monks here, but the voice of the chanter is like a bell, full of energy, word by word, like the carving of a knife on gold and silver.
"You Buddhist monks in the ancient Xia Kingdom all chant scriptures like this?" Ye Ku was surrounded by this "glamorous voice", and his expression was a little strange.
It was also the first time for Shangguan Xuanqing to hear such a strange chanting sound, not only did she not have a solemn and sacred sense of purity, but it made her feel ...... I think it's kind of funny. "It's as if you're not from our Ancient Xia Kingdom. ”
Ye Ku muttered in his heart, I really don't count.
There is a small Buddha in the small temple, and there are three "monks" chanting in front of the Buddha. He said he was a monk, but neither of them had ever been shaved, and one of his hair was still long and dragged to the ground. Sitting in the middle looks like a monk. The chanting sound came from the one on the right, and a scroll of scriptures with dense tadpole-like scriptures was spread out in front of him, and I don't know if he was looking at it or not.
The three of them had their backs to Ye Ku and sat in front of the Buddha by chance. If someone worships, they don't know if they are worshipping the Buddha or worshipping them.
Shangguan Xuanqing lit the incense candle bought from the bottom of the mountain with a serious matter, and very respectfully inserted it into a small incense burner placed on the side, where there were a few residual incense sticks, and there was smoke as if there was nothing.
There are four beast patterns on the feet of the small incense burner that resemble the roar of the dragon, the head is raised, lifelike, but it is trapped on the four feet and cannot be stretched, and there are complex inscriptions around the body, which is a rare ancient text, and it is also thanks to the knowledge of the withered leaves to recognize. In comparison, a statue of Fang Ding outside the temple was much more dilapidated, and even lame, which could stand firmly.
Ye Ku looked at her with her hands folded, bowed her head and chanted silently, as if she was praying to the Buddha, he was very surprised, except for the people in the Buddha's way, the monk's cultivation is his own body, and he rarely believes in these things.
He watched her open her eyes, and the two looked at each other for a moment, but a wisp of incense wafted in, and some of the brilliance was broken.