Hundreds of years after the catastrophe of heaven and earth, above Zhongzhou, the demons and evil are hidden, the sky is clear and the earth is clear, and there is more Shangguo Zhongxing, and the founding name is Tang. For a time, it became a powerful power in this world.

After the Tang King ascended the throne, the name of the country was changed to the first year of Xuanbao; amnesty to the world, Guangxing well-being, so the people above Zhongzhou all sang the praises of the Tang King Shengde. In the following years, the world was under great rule, the country and the people were safe, and the wind of the palace examination was raised, and the martial arts were opened, and the talents and martial arts were recruited to be used as the pillars of the country.

Among them, it is the doctrine of the hundred schools of thought, and the selection of Taoism, medicine, legalism, and military studies is the way of the sage, which is enough to stabilize the country. The martial arts focus on testing the essence of martial arts, that is, swordsmanship, spearmanship, horsemanship, archery and Taoist thaumaturgy. Today, even the Taoist law is practiced, just because the Xuanzhen faction is the authentic sect of the Taoist sect and the first giant sect in the world. Even the Tang Dynasty had the "Three Shang Xuanzhen", the beautiful talk of seeking truth and asking the Tao, so the classic doctrine of Taoism and Taoism are highly respected.

However, it is said that the imperial capital Chang'an is a hundred miles to the east, and the land belongs to Hezhong County. There is a city located between the mountains and the vast water, called Shanglu City. Surrounded by barren mountains outside the city of Shanglu, the land is vast and sparsely populated, at this time, it is the harsh winter wax moon season, the heavy snow is flying, and the white snow will be dyed white color of the green mountains and cypresses in the past. There is a poem as proof:

The stars fall into the dust and make the snow drift, swinging into the mountains and rivers for a few leisurely.

Once the world was white, only passers-by were left to come and go.

The passer-by stepped on the snow, and it turned out to be a young man in his early twenties, who braved the wind and howled, and the goose feathers and heavy snow, saw the jade tree Qionghua, and stepped on the silver crumbs. Leave a trail of the past in the silver sky.

The young man was dressed in a washed coarse cloth shirt, wore a felt hat facing the sky, and a belt of green cloth around his waist, and carried a simple bag. There is not only a bit of the leisurely freehand of a humble scholar, but it also seems to be a little immature. Although he was dressed in a cloth coat, the young man didn't care, in the mixture of wind and snow, he confidently walked and played, brushed aside the snow, and vaguely saw strange stone ancient paths, pine and barren cypress. There's fun in it.

The snow does not stop, but it is difficult to hide the beauty between heaven and earth, in the depths of the mountains, I don't know who planted the three or five plum trees, looming in the depths of the snow sea, I don't know when, the new shoots quietly opened in the snow, blooming a little red plum, proudly blooming in the snow.

What is not beautiful between heaven and earth? It is only without people who know how to appreciate them that they can enjoy the beautiful scenery and enjoy it alone.

Find the fragrance of plum and go, in the silent empty mountain, these few cold plum trees are like splashing ink on the blank picture scroll, but in the winter snow only adds a little coldness. In the distant sky, a few birds flew by, occasionally landing on the empty hills, leaving a trail, but after a short time, they were covered by cold snow.

The boy gently shook off the snow on the plum branches, making the plum branches sway gently, and seemed to respond to his mood, he saw that there were no pedestrians in the empty mountain, but there was a cold plum tree, which bloomed alone in the snow. And his thoughts also flew into the distance, and he couldn't help but chant a poem:

The snow is silent, the mountains are cold, and the shadows are thin and dark.

Hongmei is ruthless and lonely, and Feihong intends to frighten the distant mountains.

The young man was playing with plum blossoms, and the loneliness in his heart seemed to be in line with the plum blossoms that bloomed in the empty mountains and valleys. Why is he worried? Just because he had no father or mother, he was raised by a teacher since he was a child. As for where he came from, he only has a vague memory.

It turned out that this young man was born and raised by his parents as an extraordinary person, and in his memory, in the middle of the vast East China Sea, there was a purple strange stone that broke out of the endless ocean. This strange stone drifts with the tide during the day, plays with the fish, and is blessed by thousands of auspicious clouds. At night, it is quiet, and there are seven colors of glow, reaching up to the sky, shining on the entire Oriental Hanhai, as bright as the sun.

From time to time, there is a god realm Dao Venerable riding the green ox to come, and can see this strange stone drifting between the Hanhai, surrounded by immortal clouds on it, very different, thinking that this stone is the endless qi between creation and transformation. After 7749 days, the strange stone cracked, turned into purple air, and went straight to the world, born as a human.

After his birth, he will be able to know personnel, know common sense, visit famous mountains and rivers during the day, find teachers and make friends, because he studied under Lu Hengchuan, a wise man in Runan, he took his father's work, and learned his wonderful skills, Lu Hengchuan named this young man Lu Yang, hoping that in the body of Xiao Lu Yang, he can learn from his chest and carry forward it in the world.

Before I knew it, several years had passed, and Lu Yang was more than twenty years old, and he was childish and in his prime. But his teacher has passed away, in order to live up to the kindness of his family teacher and the sustenance behind him, Lu Yang resolutely sold the thickness of his family, carried a bag of simple books, did not avoid the cold and heat, and went to Chang'an, the imperial capital, from Runan to Beijing to take the exam, hoping to gain fame in the examination, and after returning to his hometown, he could rebury his teacher and cultivate good deeds.

Along the way, you will not be hungry and thirsty, and you will stay at night. It is the morning clouds and clouds that cultivate themselves diligently, and borrow fireflies at night to write fine papers. Unknowingly, he waded through the mountains and rivers, and Lu Yang traveled to the outside of Shanglu City in Hezhong County. Seeing that it was not far from Chang'an, he was in a hurry, although he was watching the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers along the way, but he was hungry in his stomach, but he couldn't do it, so he went to live in a ruined temple outside Shanglu City, which was not far ahead.

Although the broken temple is in disrepair, but it can also withstand the invasion of the wind and snow, Lu Yang made a fire and cooked the dry cakes he carried with him to satisfy his hunger, so he used the firelight to review the article, at night, the wind swept up the blizzard, whistling from the damaged window, Lu Yang couldn't be that cold, so he lay down with his clothes, and his ears only heard the sound of the wind outside the broken temple, and it was even more difficult to sleep.

About the second watch, the wind dancing between the sky and the earth also stopped, and Lu Yang also fell asleep in his winter clothes. In the snowy mountains, there is only a lonely moon in the sky, accompanied by a little stars. Only a 'squeak' was heard, and the broken temple door seemed to be pushed open. The figure was stretched by the moonlight, and it was a beautiful woman, she was dressed in a snow-white light veil, and her beautiful face was both real and illusory in the moonlight.

Her beauty is like a fairy in a painting appearing in a dream, and Chang'e of the Yao Palace descends to the mortal dust. Clear and moon-like, talented. If you can invite these peerless beauties to enjoy the winter snow scene, then when you join hands on the same journey, even if you are in the year of great frost, it is only like early spring.

The woman pushed open the temple door, and the moonlight in the sky seemed to have lost its brilliance in front of her, but Lu Yang had been traveling for a day during the day, and he was sleepy, but he didn't know that the woman had entered. At this time, he was still sleeping there.

She looked forward to it, she had already found Lu Yang sleeping in front of the statue, the corners of her mouth raised a charming smile, she left the ground with her feet, and slowly floated towards the sleeping Lu Yang, just beckoning from afar, there was a white Lian shot from the sleeve, directly closing the temple door, the broken window, were covered by the long Bai Lian, leaving only a faint moonlight, from the dilapidated roof, faintly visible.

Ancient temples, moonlight, beautiful women. The beautiful spring color that flows in it is even more unknown to anyone, immersed in her deep affection, and I don't know how much time has passed. In the blink of an eye, it was already three poles past three poles, and Lu Yang woke up from a dream, only to find that the broken temple where he was sheltered was gone, and he was lying alone in the snow, like a dream.

Recalling the tenderness in his dream, and the beautiful woman like a fairy, Lu Yang shook his drowsy head, he seemed to have forgotten everything, but it was difficult to forget the beautiful face engraved in his soul. Although he felt that he was in a dream, this dream was so real.

But this is only true after all, Lu Yang's trip to catch the exam can't be delayed, so he immediately came to Shanglu City, which is not far away, to buy some dry food and winter clothes for the road.

This Shanglu city is also some distance away from the imperial capital Chang'an, and when it is daytime, there is also a prosperous style of smoke and willow in the city. The long streets and alleys are crowded with people, and merchants and merchants from afar are selling along the streets in the crowded bazaars. There are also those children running around, frolicking in the streets and alleys, and the old people with pale faces are sipping tea, which is quite peaceful and leisurely.

The flowery commercial land city is endless. Lu Yang turned around Taiping Street and walked past Shilipu. Suddenly, he was shocked to see that on the Yong'an Bridge not far away, there was a graceful woman dressed in plain white clothes, holding a cyan paper umbrella in her hand, leaning on the railing to watch the snow.

Lu Yang was stunned for a long time, he still remembered the fragrant scene in his dream that day, and the woman who was with him that night was the woman in front of him, he never thought that there was such a beautiful woman in the world.

However, in his mind, there has always been a vague figure, which seems to have passed through thousands of years of time, and coincided with this fairy-like woman, this feeling is so nostalgic, he was so excited for a while, and he couldn't speak.

"May I ask this child, is there something strange here for the little woman, why do you keep looking at me?"

She turned around, smiled lightly, and did not shy away from Lu Yang's filth, walked over, stood side by side with him, Lu Yang only smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, and he didn't know how to answer, he stood there like a chicken, and in his mind, there were only two faces left, which coincided together, and they were not bad at all.

"It's not intentional. I just think the girl is ...... It looks like the person in my dream, but I don't know if I see the girl again in this Shanglu City, whether it is also in a dream. Lu Yang lowered his head and said.

"The floating world is like a dream, and the dream is like a floating world. When Childe woke up one day, did he feel that it was just like in a dream, muddy and nightmarish, but comfortable, or was it better to wake up from a dream and be cold and cold, and it was even more difficult to understand his meaning?"

"The world is not intended, but the drunkard has a heart. Lu Yang is in the red dust, but he is outside the floating world. In fact, everything in this world is not a big dream, but the important thing is to know oneself and one's heart. No matter where you are, whether it is a thousand cities or a thousand dreams, when your heart wakes up, you will be clear. Lu Yang didn't think about it, and blurted out, which made the woman look at him with a little more appreciation.

"What a floating world!" said the woman approvingly.

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