A long time ago, Chen Xiyu had a jade pendant on his body, Tian Xin too, the jade pendant was given by Chen Xiyu's mother, and the appearance of the jade pendant was a fish, half of one person, and it was Tai Chi.

The so-called Tai Chi people, Yin and Yang are coordinated, heart to heart, when they hugged each other, the two jade pendants at the hem of their clothes were sucked together, a Tai Chi diagram vaguely appeared and faintly dispersed, the old drunkard's eyes narrowed a little, when he saw this Tai Chi diagram, his mind remembered the past.

Once these two jade pendants belonged to him and Murong Xue, one for each person, when they walked out of the Western Desert, there was no Xuanyuan Ce above the Heavenly Palace, although some heavens and people stayed together, but they were not as flooded as later.

At that time, the old drunkard was still a killing god, and since he had broken through the Great Lei Yin Temple, it would not hinder him from going to the Heavenly Palace again, but when he walked to the bottom of the Ethereal Peak, he met an old man.

The old man has white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he gave the old drunkard a pair of jade pendants, he told the old drunkard, don't go to the heavenly palace to disturb the chaos, this pair of jade pendants is counted as a gift of gratitude from the people of the heavenly palace to the old drunkard, although the old drunkard accepted the jade pendant, and Murong Xue also persuaded him on the side, originally thinking that this heavenly palace would not be up.

But when he was about to leave, he heard a sneer, which stirred up his anger.

"Hmph, the West Desert Killing God, but that's it. ”

By the time the man sneered, the old man's face had changed, and the old drunkard gave him a fist in thanks, and then rode away, as if he had not heard the taunt.

But how can the old drunkard be a good person, his forbearance is for a greater outbreak, after about half a month, he led 10,000 people of Wudang Army, blocked under the Ethereal Peak for a full week, he didn't say anything, he firmly believed that there were countless heavenly realms above the Ethereal Peak, and he couldn't stop the charge of his ten thousand sons.

At that time, there were ten people down from the Heavenly Palace, ten people and ten Heavenly Realms, at this time the old man reappeared, he persuaded the old drunkard to withdraw from the army, the old drunkard frowned, the old man was the great elder of the Heavenly Palace at that time, but before he was a military striker, he still chose to endure, and the person who sneered at the old drunkard was among the ten people, and the remaining nine people were his friends.

The old drunkard looked at the ten Heavenly Realm masters, as if looking at ten lambs to be slaughtered, just like the previous Western Desert Demon Slaying, he gently waved the blade, and then ten thousand war horses roared, the war knives trembled, and ten thousand sons were killed.

Nine people were killed on the spot, and there were no more than 1,000 casualties in the army, and the old drunkard stepped forward immediately, looking at the last person who had mocked him before, and sneered.

The man's limbs were broken, and he glared angrily, and the old drunkard whispered a sentence that later spread throughout the entire Western Desert: "The affairs of the rivers and lakes, it stands to reason that the rivers and lakes are over, before the founding of Western Chu, the Heavenly Palace was here, this is an indisputable fact, but after the founding of Western Chu, the Demon Sect was able to stay here because of the acquiescence of Western Chu, and the fact that Western Chu did not allow it, so he was slaughtered."

Buddhism can build Western Chu into a Buddhist country, and it is also the acquiescence of Western Chu, in the territory of Western Chu, the strongest is not any power of rivers and lakes, but the direction of Western Chu's soldiers. If the Heavenly Palace wants to be a sect with a transcendent status as usual, I can acquiesce, but what is the use of a person as rampant as you?

Today, the right to kill chickens and monkeys is to set an example for them, and in the future, there will be rampant gangsters in the territory of Western Chu, and they will be killed!"

After saying the last sentence, the old drunkard looked at the old man in front of the Ethereal Peak, raised the pair of jade pendants in his hand, nodded with a smile, and only then did he really retire.

It is precisely because of the old drunkard's words that after the Spring and Autumn War, Chen Tang was so resolute in suppressing bandits, and it was also the old drunkard's words that no one dared to act rampantly in the Western Desert.

But himself, after all, still regretted it, when he killed the man, the man died with a grin, the blood on his body was slightly stained with the jade pendant, the old man gave the old drunkard jade pendant, it was to make a good fate, the old man was the main person before Xuanyuan Ce went up the mountain, the jade pendant was originally given to the old drunkard so that he could eliminate a disaster later, but the old drunkard didn't know at the time.

It wasn't until Murong Xue asked him before he died: "If I die, can you take care of yourself?" that he found that there were some stains on the jade pendant, and it wasn't until the moment Murong Xue closed his eyes that he felt the dissipation of the stains and the peace of his heart, that was the first time he saw the Taiji diagram, and after that, he gave this pair of jade pendants to Chen Tang, Chen Tang gave the Yangyu jade pendant to Chen Xiyu, and the Yinyu jade pendant to his wife.

Chen Xiyu's mother, because she had set her future daughter-in-law, gave this jade pendant to Tian Xin again, and after going around and around, the old drunkard saw the Taiji diagram today, and was a little trance-like, as if he saw the figure of the incense and jade that died dancing in the depths of his eyes.

"If you die, why should I care for myself? The old drunkard was a little gloomy, and said to himself, Xue San beside him seemed to feel the sadness of the old drunkard, and the same feeling rose in his heart, and he hugged Zhao Shu's left hand harder, when Zhao Shu threw a trace of doubt at him, he smiled and grinned, he never wanted to experience it, what happened to the old drunkard was so painful, so he cherished the person in front of him, so he enlightened his brother to marry the lover in his heart.

Chen Xiyu didn't know these personal thoughts, he couldn't wait to rub the delicate body in front of him into his body, and he was truly one, he felt the tears on his chest, he missed each other with her, he couldn't understand it, he leaned into her ear, and said softly: "Tonight, I can finally stop listening to the song "Happy Meeting" in my dreams." ”

Tian Xin heard these words, her body couldn't help but tremble, and there was tenderness in her eyes, she was shy, she had played the piano in the Qingxin Pavilion for many years, and she had never taken off the purple veil on her face, because she just wanted him to see that in front of her own heart, she forgot her shyness, forgot that she was a daughter, she just wanted to be soft in his arms like this, and it was eternal.

"In the field, are there any people who want to talk about martial arts?" Wukong's words were like a pebble in a calm pond, setting off a ripple in such a sweet and quiet field, and even Muyu felt that the master's words were really out of place.

The old monk ignored the fiery gazes of many people in the field towards him, and he vigorously slammed the Zen staff twice: "If not, then today's martial arts meeting will end here, the temple is about to close, if there is a place to live in the temple, and go back to the room to rest, outsiders, please go." The old monk folded his hands and recited a sentence of Amitabha, under the words of the old monk, the two of them who could not suppress their lovesickness woke up like a dream, Chen Xiyu stood up, Tian Xin lowered his head a little shyly, brushed the hair on his forehead with his hand, and then looked up at the son in front of him, for fear that this was just a dream.

Chen Xiyu took the guqin in Tian Xin's hand with a smile, then looked at the old drunkard in the distance, gritted his teeth, and then took the weak and boneless jade hand and walked to his room.

"Wukong, are you really going to condense the luck of the world? I remember, didn't you say that you are enough in the world?" Guiguzi touched his gray beard, which may have been plucked a lot by the Spring Rain girl, and looked at the old monk with a smile.

"Old immortal, don't be funny, if there is Wang Bai in the world, then his sword path cooperates with my diamond body, and heaven and man are not extraordinary, but that kid, somehow he feels that the master is lonely, and he has to go to the gate of heaven. The old monk's words were a little helpless, he looked at the location of the heavenly palace that was still in a haze, and sighed.

With a light cough, the old drunkard looked at the two who were about to walk out of the temple, did not speak, and left with the backs of Chen Xiyu and the others.

Looking back at the old drunkard, the old monk frowned a little, Guiguzi didn't speak, and gave a look to the Chunyu girl: "Xiao Nizi, don't you like to be lively? Go and take a walk outside the valley, this place is different from the Southern Tang Dynasty, there is no such annoying rule as a curfew." ”

The Chunyu girl looked at the old man with a strange smile: "Bad old man, you don't want me to hear you chatting and say it directly, why send me like this, I'm leaving." After that, the girl turned around and left the Da Lei Yin Temple step by step, and when she walked around a corner, she turned around and made a grimace towards Guiguzi, and then blended into the distant crowd.

Guiguzi smiled a little helplessly, and then continued to look at the old monk: "You guys are too unparticular about talking, think about it, those individuals didn't go to the Heavenly Palace back then, and you had to drive them into the Heavenly Gate, and now you say that you and Wang Bai join forces, and you can be invincible in the world, but you don't want to think about it, who will Wang Bai team up with?" The luck of the rivers and lakes, since there is Wang Bai, there is no second person to divide, maybe the offspring with the knife can be compared, maybe the monk who came back from the Southern Tang Dynasty can also be compared, but it is just a comparison, it is really to compare, I don't know how much worse. ”

"Since Wang Bai's debut with a sword, I haven't seen anyone who can fight side by side with him except for his hatred of the sky that is closer than his daughter-in-law, perhaps, no one in the world is worthy of sitting with him and talking about the Tao, except for the Taoist priest who is not like a Taoist priest in his life, but you say that you and he are invincible in the world, but you can suppress the mortal heavens, and he can be invincible, but you think about it, you were at the peak of the year, who do you think is worthy of fighting side by side with you? Such an idea is too self-deceiving. Guiguzi shook his neck, looking at the Heavenly Palace in the distance, his eyes seemed to penetrate the hazy fog, and he saw the Heavenly Gate above the Heavenly Palace at a glance, and saw the scene of a person raising a sword to fight the heavenly people behind the Heavenly Gate, smiling silently.

The old monk was silent for a long time, and then lifted the Zen staff in his hand, thinking of the young man who had eyes as sharp as a sword many years ago and took the initiative to shoot a sword at himself with the cultivation of the heavenly realm.

"I was stubborn back then, and I refused to agree to your request to gather the world's luck, but I just had some selfish motives in it, either for Buddhism or for ......."

"Or is it for the nightmare in your heart, according to your Buddhist dialect, for that karma?" Guiguzi's eyes can perceive people's hearts, and when he looked at the old monk, he also saw the bloody rain and bloody wind many years ago, and his own silence back then, and saw that three of his former five disciples were killed in battle, and he also sighed a little in his heart.

When Guiguzi turned around, Situ Haoran, the eldest disciple who had deliberately not looked at him, was standing behind him, still standing in the position where he fought when he came to the Great Lei Yin Temple before, like an arrogant pine and cypress, standing still, his eyes were obviously full of longing and respect, but he refused to take a step forward.

Situ Haoran was sure that the person the teacher looked back at was himself, so he hugged his sword and saluted: "Teacher." ”

Guiguzi waved his hand, his heart moved, and said, "That is your little junior sister, the future dean of the academy. ”

Halfway through speaking, Situ Haoran, who seemed to be a little stunned, digested the meaning of his words, and then Guiguzi said: "You go and follow her, so as not to make any mistakes in her." ”

The expression of respect turned into consternation and then into a calm order, Situ Haoran quickly calmed down the waves in his heart, he believed that the teacher's approach must be correct, and then he left towards the place where Chunyu left, when he passed by the old monk, Guiguzi said a word: "Those resentments in my heart, it's time to let go." ”

Situ Haoran's figure was stunned, and Guiguzi said again: "One hundred and thirteen years, this grudge has been put away for a long time, and you hate it thoroughly, since you have realized fearlessness, then let it go." After listening to what Guiguzi said, Situ Haoran did not answer, and continued to walk forward, but when he landed, his strength was a little heavier than before, and his footprints were left on the ground. When the voice of these words came out, Situ Haoran walked faster, and the monk, who was a little resentful on his face, forcibly stopped the anger in his heart and closed his eyes and recited Amitabha.

From this sentence, Guiguzi heard a certain determination, and looked at the old monk who looked at him: "Since there is no Buddha Festival in the Western Desert from now on, then this so-called Wutai can also be demolished." ”

"Naturally. ”

"I think I can plant some flowers and recuperate. ”

"Fabulous. ”

"If you turn this place into a vegetable garden, I think it has to have a name that echoes elegance. ”

"You say. ”

"How about the Garden of Forgetfulness?" Guiguzi stroked his beard.

"Good. The old monk laughed.

Guiguzi fell into silence again, he felt that the heaven and earth were not trembling all the time, trembling not only the luck of looking forward to condensation, but also the changes in the direction of the heavenly palace, he knew why the fog was delayed, and he knew that the so-called heavenly palace must still be terrified at this time.

As long as Wang Bai is still stirring up the storm in the sky, the fog will never disperse, and those people in the heavenly palace will not be able to leave, he believes that Wang Bai, who holds the sword of the whole world, will definitely be like a hero in the world, even if he ascends to the sky, he can be respected in the sky.

"You say how long he can fight. The old monk followed Guiguzi's gaze and looked at the fog, but he was different from Guiguzi, he couldn't feel the surging of the qi, and he couldn't feel the lonely sword intent between the heavens and the earth, he could only feel a blankness, and the firmness behind the confusion, the firmness after the change of mind.

"As long as he's not dead, he can keep fighting, but he can't do it alone. ”

"Even if he is proud, I can't make him feel cold, there is not only Wang Bai in the world, the rivers and lakes and the court have been in the world for so many years, it is enough, even if the world after tomorrow is respected by the court, the people of the world in the future will not forget Wang Bai, as long as Wang Bai cannot be forgotten, there will always be rivers and lakes. There is no need for too much Buddha, there is enough for the Western Desert, my heart has been determined, and I will condense tomorrow. The old monk said these words not only to Guiguzi, but also to himself who may still be a little hesitant in his heart.

"One thing you are wrong, the world before, there was a supreme blue sky, and the world after that, with the people as the sky, maybe this situation is completely finalized for a long time, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, but no matter how long, this must be an irreversible trend. Whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, as long as there is a peace of mind for the people, they can be equal to the world. Guiguzi smiled and corrected the old monk's mistake, and then pointed to the location of the fog.

"I want to get closer to Wang Bai and come with me tonight to see the so-called battle between heaven and man, how about it?"

"Good. ”