Chapter 173: A Glimpse of Nie Erfeng

The old madman's face returned to calm, and his feet were like hanging transparent lenses to reflect the three of them, and in the twisted lenses, the sound of the blades was obliterating their ears, there were no flowers, no grass, and not a drop of water, and it was an open front similar to the ocean, but it was countless sword shadows full of fierceness.

The sword is white light, and it has formed a small half of the sword surface.

After that, there are countless devouring holes in every inch to expand and expand, pull the air and gather momentum, and jump up one by one to rush to the sword wind, this is not someone else's hand to say that it will be accepted, and it wants to pick and pull a sword that is stabbed, like a mad dog biting, even if you see the three of you come to the mirror in front of the wave wall isolated by the mirror, there is no lack of might, hitting the mirror one after another, echoing one after another water lines.

It won't stay too long, and the old Li Guoren, who shook the flask, explained:

"You don't have to look at this thing to be brutal, you can't get out of this mirror. There are dozens of sword pools similar to this in the peaks, with the peaks and peaks, a storm suddenly arose on the surface of the lake one day, looking at the sword shadow like a honeycomb pulled up, killing the monks, sometimes the blocking is not timely will be stabbed into a ball of flesh, falling to the ground, the mountain spring hidden in the newly rising mountain peak gushes, and then there will be a murderous aura that rushes to the sky. After many days, I got used to it. ”

Walking through a green-skinned swamp, there are many monsters with open eyes hidden underneath, calling out to the atmosphere, and roaring with their mouths: "Eat meat, eat meat." ”

The old madman snorted, stepped on the ground lightly, pulled up a sword from the bottom up, ethereal, pierced the monster's mouth, leaving a pool of blood, the old Li Guoren smacked his lips and looked at it sympathetically, pushing Li Shuishan to continue to move forward.

Passing through a few idle small wave pavilions, there were several handsome men sitting, wearing orange robes, but they couldn't see the thinness, and there was still some playful and tender meat on their faces.

The spurting of the well water, carried out the whole piece of plastered green bricks, flowing out of more than a dozen flowing small openings, extremely practical, on one side there are a few diluted sandy land, Xiaoqing planted a few, as if it meant it, for fear that more would affect the dynamics of the water flow, but the bark of these two trees was cracked.

The white flesh inside it is twisted like an old man's blood vessels bulging, straight and bulging, and there is an undulating sense of blood flow on it, spinning up a small nest, and there will be no spillover to the outside world.

"See?" asked Old Li Guoren.

"See what?" Li Shuishan replied softly.

"The human tree, the winged wind spring. Lao Li said with a smile.

The two of them talked hurriedly.

"Since the tree that eats meat eats people, it becomes a human tree, and the spring that touches its wings becomes a flying spring. ”

"Senior, don't laugh. ”

"If you are a respectful person, how can you tell you by hearsay. ”

"So you mean you've seen it?"

"Yes, the skinned old cow told me. Li Shuishan's face was dark, and he walked faster.

Several monks in the rear looked sideways, showing a little suspicion, perhaps hearing the first few words, but after walking away, they could not hear the next few words.

In the first place, the small flowers in the clear pond, the lotus flowers are about to bloom, the clothes and shoes of the cold toad in the water, the green leather leg pants, and an old man who treads the water pinched his eyebrows and sighed comfortably: "Who is coming?"

The old madman didn't eat this, raised his hand and pulled up a red-eyed sword light, and the frightened person stepped back into the water, and said with a smile: "Think about what a big man, but you can do it." ”

"No, you can't

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The old madman opened his mouth and spat out threatening words.

The old man padd his palm, squinted his eyes, his five fingers were weak, just like a stream, he gently pulled it out, and threw out a small embroidered bag, "Is it okay?" This person clenched, snorted, stepped on the water and returned, condensed the water vortex in front of him, filled with water, for this person, there was no shortage of money, patted his waist, the hard objects resisted, and said with a full smile: "Use your things to do your business." You and I don't lose. ”

Looking at the old man's treacherous look, Li Shuishan was urged to get on the boat, and when he arrived at the embankment, there was a beast with tiger teeth, with four corners and a hideous face. In the mess behind the plate, there is an old man who stutters and calculates when to start and when to end. But the old madman just left the trivial embroidery and didn't care, and said without asking: "Open." ”

The stuttering old man shouted, "Good... Okay. ”

He raised his pen to write the four-character wind and clouds, and the three of them sat cross-legged, and Lao Li Guoren threw a pot of fruit wine, so that Li Shuishan passed his mouth, and then he would take a good look at what the wind and the moon were, and it was not worthy of a night scene. There is a kid with a soft nose who raises his robe and crosses his knees, exhales generously, and there is only a white-bearded old man behind him, throwing a white beard and floating dust, discarding a Hu silver stone, and chanting: "An urn water and land hermitage, there is an old woman there, who sucks up my rotten breath and sings the Tao, the disciple will see the wind and moon one day, Chunyue, you can be said to be lucky, he is grateful for the master every day." ”

The kid returned the salute calmly and nodded, "Obey the teacher's orders." ”

Li Shuishan looked like a big view, sitting on the side of an old man and a young man, and couldn't help but sprout a sense of confusion, the fruit wine was hot, and the old Li Guoren was obscene, pinched the spout in his hand, one drop, two drops, three drops, and drank a few breaths, and said: "You won't gag your mouth when you drink, and the drops will turn into pure brew, and the drink is slow and fragrant, pitiful." I am so big with you, I lick the bottom of the old man's bowl, take a mouthful, and taste half a singing time in my mouth, which is energetic. ”

Li Shuishan smiled bitterly.

"Your cowhide is blown again?"

He put down the flask and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Good wine with good food, good scenery with declining people, not handsome people, do you know that when I was a teenager, my sleeves flicked, and the two cherry eyes of the hundred shameful boudoir girls in the back blinked, just to get my look back. But my heart is like wine at the bottom of a bowl, how can it be so stubborn? It is already an old wine in the deep alleys that can be charmed. ”

Li Shuishan replied lightly, "Bragging." ”

Old Li Guoren shook his head, touched the wine jug in front of him and looked at the rising moon, this month was upside down like a basin, and after half an hour, it was like the mouth of the cylinder, and the silent scratches splashed and touched the mimosa in front of him, and the lotus leaves flowed in the clouds, and the old madman said softly:

"This month is not a blue moon, not a spring moon, not a snow moon, not a blood moon, if it is not a name everywhere, it can be a net moon, at this time the time is the rarest moonlight, this month has seen a lifetime without regrets. ”

"The first time I saw the pure moon, the pure thing was that I got the aura in my heart. Heaven and earth are divided into the aura of the sun, the aura of the moon, the yang and yin stones, the irradiation of people's hearts is quiet, and the door dragon is permeable. The wind and moon shine on the top of the mountain, a hundred years can turn into a spirit, and the wisdom is extraordinary, and the monk can rely on this treasure moon to comprehend the essence of the aura, comprehend the peak of the heart center, and prevent the breeding of demons in the heart. Big baby. ”

The second is that he is so eager, but the first time he drank to the moon, the invitation was also empty, and the request was also the moon.

Tianyue, the water surface is flat, the outer part of the moon is mostly the outline, revealing the green and broad Xia clothes, Zhai Ran broke the cauldron and frightened the wind, I have never seen the ravine of the Dayue River, overcoming thorns and thorns

And it was very clean!

The outer moon is full, the dark clouds covering the moon are cloth, and struggling to break the jade, the lotus bends over and leans over, and the lotus moon night is tempting.

The astonishing pasta is soft and hidden, and there are many people who are old and complicated.

The old man took the boy to suddenly startle, put the dust in the palm of his hand, the sea was a drop in the sea, and his face was wide-eyed, "Xiao'er, you see that the moon is born from the edge of the sky and falls on the edge of the sky, and it is net during this period, why is it called net?"

"There was a Taoist who left from Zhufeng and played a sad song for this month called "Lingsu". Chase away the naΓ―ve monk with a knife, like tenacity, holding a sword, dancing chaotic mood, a sword for murder, a sword for breaking stones, a sword for sexuality, the sword can't touch the moves, and asked Where did the sword spectrum come from? ”

"As a monk of the sea under the curse of all kinds of heaven, just like an ant climbing, I don't know how high you walk, I don't know, only with a high vision can there be a glimmer of hope, if you can't see it, how can you talk about a high eye? ”

"Why do you have eyes before Su, and your heart is pure and pure. This is also what the Master told you. ”

The boy nodded and thanked the old man for what he said.

Li Shuishan's eyes were hazy, his thick eyebrows jumped up, looking at the moon like the basin in front of him, and when he looked at it again, it was like a lamp in front of him, so shocking!

A trace of cold light fell on each person's robe, and it shimmered, surrounding the folds around the body, dimming some of the thickness of the concealment, like gray dirt.

Wisps of light entered his eyes, a blank, and suddenly there were many black spots, some deep and some shallow, and the ups and downs of breathing were even stronger, as if there was a breath pressing on his chest, constantly pumping and breathing, but the cold air of this month was extremely refreshing, and it would not be as cold as freezing.

Waiting for about an hour, the moon was completely exposed, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see other scenes, which was really beyond everyone's vision, as if his whole body was wrapped in white light, and he panted lightly, and after a while, the kid and Li Shuishan were all breathing rapidly, and it was a little unbearable.

Lao Li Guoren also gloated about drinking, and said clearly: "If you drink and admire the moon, it will be better." ”

Where is this moon appreciation, it is clearly a white light, a white light that penetrates the heart.

The stuttering old man of the pad baby smiled and pulled up a small pen and ink, and wrote a few big words out of thin air, "Come, leave your name." I will leave the Moon Shadow in it, and I will not be allowed to re-enter it for half a year, which is a big taboo. If someone finishes a silent verse reflecting the moon, I can give her a moonstone. ”

When the old man heard this, he touched his pocket and smiled.

Li Shuishan opened his big mouth, couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and heard the old madman say: "Do you still remember the spiritual water? ”

Lao Li Guoren sent the wine to Li Shuishan and touched his fingers, "Only by drinking can you succeed." ”

Li Shuishan put a mouthful into his mouth, but it was still tasteless, and swallowed it.

A thread of white thread surrounds him, and the word 'heart' in the "Cross Formula" appears in his head, and his eyes are closed.

The sound of water droplets hammered up and down in his ears, exhaling a burst of coldness, freezing through his heart, but making him extremely awake, and the many breaths he inhaled in his heart and lungs turned into warm water, falling generously, rejecting the sundries in his body.