[Three thousand miles, sixteen peaks on the clouds]

Nanli Houzhou is one of the five major states of the Southern Tang Dynasty, also known as Houzhou.

Houzhou has three counties, namely Miaofu, Lufeng, and Longchuan. Among them, Miaofu County is located in the northwest, Lufeng is located in the southeast, and Longchuan occupies the entire southern part of Houzhou, close to the South China Sea.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles.

Known as the laurel of the Southern Tang Dynasty mountains and rivers, Fuyao Mountain is located in the west of Miaofu County, winding for more than 3,000 miles, which is the most beautiful of the five peaks of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and is also the origin of the legendary Dapeng bird.

In contrast, the Tai'an Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, is located in the southeast of the Southern Tang Dynasty, just opposite the Fuyao Mountain, and the Tianxiang Mountain on the north bank of the Bibo River is actually part of the Tai'an Mountain.

Fuyao Mountain, Tai'an Mountain is among the five famous mountains in the Southern Tang Dynasty, among which Tai'an Mountain has many cliffs and cliffs, which is the most steep of all peaks. The Northwest Floating Gold Mountain, rich in gold, has always been the richest and richest. Tianluo Mountain in the north is the origin of various myths in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and it is the most sacred. Fulongling in the northeast, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the dragon veins are gathered, so there are many large tombs, which are the most treasured places of feng shui.

Fuyao Mountain is divided into 16 main peaks, each peak is of different heights, the highest of which is called Zhaoyao Mountain, and the rest of the peaks are surrounded by stars all over the periphery.

It is worth mentioning that every morning and dusk, the peaks of Fuyao will be filled with layers of enduring fog, if it is not for the clear day, except for the locals, ordinary people will get lost in it.

When the morning sun shines down, the place is full of neon lights and colors, and it is beautiful.

Rotten Ke Temple is on the mountainside of Zhaoyao Mountain.

The mountain temple is simple and vicissitudes, the front leans on the head of the dragon to explore the sun, and the tail of the stele leans towards the sky, and the end has a bit of fairy-like charm.

The two temple doors are wide and tall, one is half-opened, one is firmly closed, the mottled brown lacquer pattern on it seems to have gone through countless years, the courtyard behind the door is hidden behind the high wall, and several pointed buildings and hall corners can be faintly seen, and there is a bit of broken desolation in the mystery.

The front desk of the temple is green, the grass is curtain, and there are pavilions in the east and west.

At this moment, there are people in the East Pavilion.

The Confucian scholar in the pavilion is dressed in a green shirt, his temples are white, his eyes are slightly closed, he sits on his knees, and the two freshly brewed tea on the stage are surrounded by wisps of incense, fluttering in the wind.

The pavilion is not far away, is the temple gate of the ancient vicissitudes of life, a stone road winds downward, there are faint bursts of fine birdsong between the twists and turns, and there is a crooked neck green pine falling in front of the pavilion, the pavilion is flat on the book three words: welcome pavilion.

"Tick. ”

Suddenly water droplets dripped from the corner of the pavilion, fell to the ground, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

An unusual tide struck, and the Confucian scholar's brows suddenly wrinkled, and he immediately shook his head, returning to the state of the ancient well.

"Tick tick tick. ”

After a while, the ticking sound became even louder, and then a torrential rain came.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the uproar continued, and the world was hazy for a while. Surprisingly, although the rain was heavy, there was no cloud in the sky, which was quite weird.

Sunny and dayless, no clouds and no rain. The sun shines obliquely and colorfully.

Looking at the winding mountain road, there is a person walking slowly.

This man has white temples, half an inch long blue stubble under his mouth, and his body is rickety, holding a pot-bellied gourd wine jug in one hand, a shiny broken iron sword in the other, and a half-broken jade pendant tied to the sword spike of the cross flower, and swaying on the mountain road, the red and black sword spike fluttering.

It seemed to take some effort for the man to go down with each sword, and the iron sword and scabbard kept making strange clicking noises, as if he would roll down the mountain road if he was not careful.

But he was a drunkard, a wandering swordsman.

The drunken swordsman suddenly paused in front of the court, straightened his waist slightly, and was unmoved despite the wind and rain, just quietly looking at the Confucian scholar, his eyes were cloudy, and the meaning was difficult to understand, and there seemed to be a bit of brilliance in the meantime.

Confucius smiled slightly, didn't speak, just made a gesture to him, calm and steady, the wind was light.

"Goodong~"

The person who came raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and suddenly regained his depressed appearance, and then sat down opposite Confucianism with a big grin.

The rain is falling more urgently.

"Congratulations. The voice of the Confucian scholar came.

"He is happy...... What about breaking the realm, it will eventually turn into dust, and in the end, it is not taken from heaven and earth, but returned to heaven and earth, and the more you get, the more you will return. It's just that the feeling is different. ”

The person who came was hoarse and embarrassed, and drank to himself.

"People in the world only know how to stand high and see far, but once you stand high, the worse you fall...... If there is an afterlife, I would rather guard a few acres of fields, watch the sunrise and rest. ”

"You can still see it, I laughed at you for living alone here without ambition, but now it seems that you can see more clearly than I do. ”

Confucian Sheng also sighed and sighed:

"There are some things that are destined to be repaid, but they must be returned, maybe this is the meaning of life. ”

The swordsman was speechless for a moment, and nodded helplessly.

"Alas, I said Xiucai, after so many years, I didn't expect you to be the same at all. "Away from the wind.

He only knew that the Confucian scholar in front of him was surnamed Zhang, and as for the specific origin, he didn't ask, and the other party didn't say it, it seems that it has been like this since the two of them met. At first, when he saw that he was beautiful and quite bookish, he was always called Xiucai, and the other party did not argue.

Lifeng thought he was a Confucian disciple at first, but later he was denied by himself, if he was really a Confucian disciple, could he stay in a dilapidated temple for decades?

Zhang Xiucai smiled gently, raised it lightly with one hand, and pushed the cup forward.

"Wine hurts the body and hurts the heart. ”

Lifeng nodded approvingly, picked up the teacup and drank it all, and then smacked his lips, but he didn't taste anything special.

But the wind and rain gradually eased, and disappeared without a trace.

The sun shone down, Li Feng looked at the scenery in front of him, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, shook his head, and his emotions turned into a sigh, and finally pointed to his heart with his right hand:

"What about hurting your body, the mountain people have no intention for a long time, here, no one can hurt anymore. ”

Zhang Xiucai was silent, and then suddenly laughed uncharacteristically, and said loudly:

", if you don't have the heart, why is this rain coming, say it, what's the matter!"

Lifeng was speechless, and was a little stunned for a while, then picked up the gourd and poured it violently, then leaned forward and said decadently:

"Alas, the past is unbearable, it's just some things about old sesame seeds and rotten grains, so don't mention it. But I've traveled to most of the Central Plains over the years, and my son has never seen him, hehe. ”

Lifeng smiled bitterly, and his expression was extremely helpless.

Zhang Xiucai nodded, twisted the teacup lightly, then raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "I guessed, I'm afraid that this is the only thing that can make you think about it now...... But the dragon god of the East China Sea ......"

"When I came back, I had a fight with him, to be exact, a sword from him, four words, unfathomable. ”

Lifeng smiled bitterly again, and then took off his shirt, revealing his relatively strong upper body.

The bronze skin is covered with pitch-black cracks at the moment, some of which are deep to the bone, some of which are visible meridian textures, and faintly visible bursts of black light flickering from it.

"Mingfeng, it's also scrapped. ”

Leaving the wind and loneliness, the iron sword came out of its sheath and crossed in front of Zhang Xiucai, but seeing that this seven-foot long sword had already cracked all over the place, it seemed that it would turn into pieces at the slightest touch.

"Hum~"

The sword roared sadly, this magic weapon that caused the eyes of countless people in the rivers and lakes back then, now it is also in its twilight years, and it seems that it will eventually grow old, and it will disappear with his master.

Zhang Xiucai's pupils shrank, revealing a look of regret.

The wind in front of him, the whole body has already been torn apart, the reason why he can still walk like an ordinary person is nothing more than relying on the last cultivation to support it, and when the cultivation is exhausted, he will be wiped out.

"Hun Tianjian, it's terrifying. Zhang Xiucai sighed.

"It's scary. ”

"My Li clan was born because of it, and it was also destroyed because of it, it is really ridiculous, in the end, we are just living for a utensil, it is really wronged!"

Leaving the wind and sighing, he looked up to the sky and poured a mouthful, thinking about it in his heart, only feeling panicked in his heart, but he was powerless to change anything.

Thoughts were surging, and both of them were silent.

After a long time, Zhang Xiucai broke the silence.

"Would you like to see your son?"

Lifeng's expression was shocked, and he immediately stared at Zhang Xiucai tightly.

"You, the whereabouts of Chen'er?"

Zhang Xiucai hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed, got up with his hands behind his back, and talked about a long-sealed past.

It all started 25 years ago.

Twenty-five years ago, Miaofu County was basically the world of the Li people, and the folk customs here have always been xenophobic, and most of them are good at raising Gu techniques, and the various Gu techniques cover almost all aspects. There is no city and a pond here, there are only large and small villages, according to the topography, it is divided into nine ditches and eighty-one villages, these villages are arranged according to a certain law, and the arch guards an ancient altar.

Lifeng is an outlier in their village, he doesn't practice Gu arts, he pounces on swordsmanship, and he has been treated with the eyes of his fellow clans over the years, especially when he married a mother-in-law from Kyoto, although this woman is gentle and kind, but she still can't avoid the rejection of their husband and wife by their clan.

And the stockade that left the wind was the guardian of the altar twenty-five years ago.

Rejection is rejection, after all, Lifeng is the son of the master of the village, and he can't be expelled from the village, especially now that it's his turn to act as a guardian of his own village, it is just the time when he needs to use people, although Lifeng does not practice Gu arts, but a magical swordsmanship is not false, and it is the most appropriate to use it to protect the altar.

The whole village dared to stand up and speak for him, only his younger brother Lihong, but he was soft-spoken, and his arms couldn't reach his thighs after all.

Lifeng didn't care, knowing what the clansmen were thinking, patted his younger brother's shoulder and comforted him, and then without saying a word, he took his wife directly to the altar, and since then he has faded out of the clan's field of vision, and the two have lived on the altar for five years.

It is said that it is an altar, but it is actually a tall and wide stone platform, and the center of the stone platform is dedicated to the artifact that the Li people have worshiped for generations - Hun Tianjian.

Although it is an artifact, it is actually a larger stone bowl, which is carved with eighty-one kinds of rare and exotic beasts, and there is half a bowl of black water in the bowl all the year round.

The reason why it became an artifact of the Li Clan, this water is also the main reason, it can allow the Gu worm to evolve, so that the Gu art of the entire Li Clan can be greatly improved.

Its importance can be seen.

In the past five years, Hun Tianjian has been safe and sound, but the two Lifeng couples are worried.

The reason is very simple, after the two got married, they never got a son and a half daughter, which gradually became the biggest heart disease of the two.

Because of this incident, the two of them traveled everywhere, visited local famous doctors, and used all kinds of home remedies, but even so, Chen's stomach still did not improve in the slightest.

Until one day, a Taoist who claimed to be Chuan Baidao came to visit, and after a conversation, this solved the confusion in the hearts of the couple.

The Taoist claimed to be from the fairy island, and had the magical power of the fairy family, in order to save the world from fire and water, he personally traveled down the mountain, accumulated a lifetime of merit, and supported the morality of one party.

The reason why the Chen family has not been able to have children for a long time is because she has a special physique that there are only two in the world, the first one has long been known, that is, Bi Gan of the Great Shang Dynasty thousands of years ago, he has seven exquisite bodies, and a delicate heart, this physique makes Bi Gan extremely intelligent, Daji's mind, he can naturally see it.

It was prepared in advance, and he ordered people to arrange it outside the door in advance, as long as the code was right, the heart would grow again.

In front of the merchants, Bigan took out his heart and rode his horse all the way, rushed to the vegetable stall outside the gate, and asked loudly when he arrived at the place:

"What kind of food are you selling?"

"I'm selling water spinach. The peddler replied.

"How about the dish?" asked Bigan.

"If you don't have a heart, you will have a market. The peddler replied.

"What about people who don't have the heart?" asked Bigan.

The peddler just wanted to say, "People have nothing to do without their hearts." In this way, it was really fine, but unexpectedly, at this time, the people next to him said in unison:

"If you don't have a heart, you die!"

Bigan was bleeding and fell from his horse and died.

Chuan Baidao told the story of Bigan, and then said to Li Chen:

"Your physique is a living and creating body, which is naturally in line with nature, and it is the most suitable physique for cultivating the Tao. ”

"This Hun Tianjian is the world's first-class evil thing, born with your physique, you two have lived here for a long time, not to mention having children, even the future fortune will be affected. ”

When the Lifeng couple heard this, they believed it to be true, as if they were looking for a way to solve it.

Chuan Baidao smiled slightly, immediately bit his fingertips and drew a spirit rune, and then folded the rune paper into a small eight-sided paper ball, and instructed Chen to carry it closely, and then drew around the Hun Tianjian, laid out a nameless formation, and then walked away.

Before leaving, he left a sentence, within 9981 days, there will be joy from Chen.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Chen to become pregnant, and the couple breathed a long sigh of relief, secretly saying that this time they had met a real master.

For a period of time after that, the two of them never saw the Taoist who claimed to be accumulating merit and helping the Tao.

Pregnant in October, once delivered, the big fat son clanged to the ground, the couple was happy, and the people in the village gradually had a better attitude towards the two.

But people are not as good as the sky after all, and not long after the two of them were happy, on the day when their son was just full moon, the Li people had guarded the artifact for thousands of years from generation to generation, and Hun Tianjian disappeared.

Also missing out with him was the Chen family.

Now the pot in the village exploded, the entire Li people shook, up and down said everything, in a word, Li Chen, is the culprit of all this, and Li Feng was directly put under house arrest.

During this period, the entire Li clan mobilized all their forces and used all means to track down, but it was also in vain, and a year passed like this, and there was no news from the Chen family and Hun Tianjian.

The angry Li people had nowhere to release their anger, so they set their eyes on Lifeng's son, this is a wicked seed!

When even if you want to show the example of the people, burn it on the altar.

Lifeng heard the bad news like a thunderbolt from the sky, but he was in prison, but there was no way at all, and finally begged his younger brother Lihong bitterly, asking him to save his son's life.

Lihong's heart was heavy, and he immediately gritted his teeth, and temporarily covered his newborn son, and then disappeared with his eldest brother's child.

The paper can't hold the fire, and the owners of the village soon knew about it, but the arrow had to be sent, although the child was innocent, but the crowd was angry, and how could the anger be calmed if it was not burned.

Pity a newborn baby, just buried in the fire.

After Lifeng learned the news, tears rained down, crying and fainting in the cage several times, wanting to seek death several times, and thinking of Lichen, who did not know life and death, as well as Lihong and his son, and Lihong's son, in the end, he could only grit his teeth and wait for the opportunity to go out.

After a few more years, Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, and finally let him find a chance to slip out of the dungeon. There are thousands of tastes hidden in his heart, but before he can do it, the outside world has already changed, and everything is no longer what it was at the beginning.

The entire Li nationality is not as good as a day after losing the support of Hun Tianjian, and now the people's hearts have long been weakened, and the conflicts in the eighty-one villages are continuous, and then they are taken advantage of by an unknown force, and the entire Li nationality has completely become a slave of others.

In name only, nothing more than that.

After some investigation, Lifeng finally learned the news of this mysterious force, they are a group of people from Penglai, the leader, named Donghai Dragon God, and their base camp is in Qiulong City in Longchuan County.

With this news, Lifeng suddenly perked up and was ready to go to Longchuan, but met a person on the way.

This man told him the whole thing, and also dispelled his idea of going to Longchuan to find out.

It turns out that the so-called Dragon God of the East China Sea is the Kawabaido of a few years ago!

Chuan Baidao is indeed from Penglai Immortal Island, but he is not a Taoist, but the owner of Penglai Islands, and he is an extraordinary peak swordsman.

The purpose of doing this before was naturally for the sake of the Li clan's artifact, the Hun Tianjian.

The black water in the Heavenly Book is the most evil thing, and it has a miraculous effect on the monks who practice this kind of exercise, and as for the matter of leaving the Chen family's physique, what Chuan Baidao said is true.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that when he came to get the Heavenly Sword, he also encountered a body of creation, which was naturally a joy to him.

In order to use the means, he used the Hun Tianjian to steal the power of the Chen clan, and then completely controlled the Li clan.

Obtained the Heavenly Sword and the Body of Creation, coupled with his already extraordinary strength, I am afraid that Chuan Baidao's strength is enough to be a god, and if you go to a hundred, I am afraid it will be given in vain!

Away from the deafening of the wind, he was at a loss for a while, and he didn't know where to go, but he subconsciously followed the person in front of him step by step, and followed him all the way up Zhaoyao Mountain.

This person is the Confucian student in front of him, Zhang Xiucai.

Zhang Xiucai learned a lot, passed on his set of autumn rain swordsmanship, and then Lifeng lived in the Rotten Ke Temple for a period of time, Lifeng talent is extremely high, less than two years, the swordsmanship has been completed, then farewell to Xiucai, began to travel to the north and south of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but never got the news he wanted.

At present, it seems that this Zhang Xiucai should have hidden a lot of things from himself back then.

Zhang Xiucai turned his back to Lifeng, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and said the hidden feelings of the year one by one in a calm tone, and finally turned around and looked at Lifengdao:

"If you want to see your son, there is only one last way. ”

After listening to the wind, he only felt that the sky was dark, his ears were like thunder, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, and then his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiucai shook his head, picked up the unknown wind and walked through the temple gate, arranged him in the guest room, and then took some unknown unknown pills and made him take them, and then stood aside.

After a long time, Lifeng breathed a sigh of relief, woke up quietly, and when his eyes turned, Zhang Xiucai's words appeared in his mind over and over again, among them, there was another bittersweet and sour.