On this day, the purple qi on Vientiane Mountain came from the east, and there was a blue-robed Taoist like lightning across the sky, and he dissolved into a purple auspicious cloud on top of the 10,000-foot clouds, and the fog that shrouded half of the Wanxiang Mountain quietly dispersed, and the whole Vientiane Mountain was completely new.

Dou Changan and Bai Yun walked halfway up the mountain, and they both stopped involuntarily.

"Why have all the clouds and mist dissipated?" said the sword-wielding boy curiously.

Dou Changan turned his head and looked at the purple auspicious clouds floating on the top of the firmament, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said thoughtfully: "It turns out that your old man is already an extraordinary immortal of the desolation. ”

After hearing Dou Changan's muttering, Bai Yun was immediately dumbfounded, but he also knew the scene in front of him.

Dou Changan turned around, facing the purple auspicious clouds overflowing with spiritual energy, knelt down on his knees and kowtowed deeply three times, and then stood up again, and swept down the mountain, Dou Changan tied up a bun in the shape of a ball again, but this time it was a little taller than usual, Bai Yun was already surprised by this, but why this quirky sword god fell in love with this outfit, God knows!

Bai Yun glanced at the purple cloud floating in the air, and his eyes showed infinite sighs, probably regretting that the old way exchanged his life for the prosperity of Vientiane for a hundred years.

Dou Chang'an's body was ethereal, like an eagle falcon roaring in the sky, falling down in the hawthorn forest at the foot of the mountain.

Bai Yun followed him to the hawthorn forest, looking at the lonely man with pale sideburns and a lonely back, he seemed to be the most unsympathetic person in the world, but in fact he was the most obsessed bitter lover, the woman who fell in love at first sight never left in his heart.

I don't know whether it is the meteorological change of Vientiane View, or the late autumn is coming, the hawthorn forest of thousands of purples and thousands of reds turned yellow overnight, and the hawthorn fruit that was fruitful the day before, at this time it is shriveled and withered, Rao is the whole Vientiane Mountain is as new, but only this piece of hawthorn forest planted by the bitter lover is like an ancient old man, regressing and declining.

He didn't move, as if in a trance.

Bai Yun silently came behind Dou Changan, just about to open his mouth but it was like a fish in his throat, he wanted to say something comforting, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't spit out a word, he found that he didn't know when he started, and he became the same as Dou Changan, he didn't like hypocrisy.

The cold and deserted green brick mountain road, the autumn wind blows through the hawthorn forest, blowing up a dead leaf, Dou Changan stretched out his hand to pick a shriveled and wrinkled hawthorn, looked at it for a moment and put it in his mouth, the dry hawthorn discouraged ordinary people, but Dou Changan swallowed several in a row with an expressionless face.

The upper mountain is sweet and sour, and the lower mountain is sour and astringent.

The difference between these two tastes is probably the most unforgettable taste in the world.

After tasting the hawthorn, Dou Changan smiled from his heart and walked calmly down the mountain, step by step, as if he had walked this untraveled road again.

Long Haotian and the purple-clothed maid had already returned to the boat to wait, and when Bai Yun and the others returned to the ship, they ordered the servants on the ship to raise their sails and sail back to the main stream of the Yangtze River along the road.

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It took too much physical effort to open the floating cave, and after getting on the boat, Bai Yun was sleepy and went straight back to the wing room to rest.

Seeing the purple qi coming from the east on Vientiane Mountain, Long Haotian, who was wearing a plain robe, knew it, but he pretended to be puzzled, and wanted to chat with Dou Changan for a few words, but sure enough, he touched his nose again.

Dou Changan said with a straight face: "Long Gongzi's chess skills are not bad, and he played a good game of chess. ”

Long Haotian was slightly stunned, smiled but did not speak, presumably Dou Changan had guessed that this trip to Vientiane Temple was planned by him, and it was useless to explain too much.

"In fact, from the very beginning, Lao Tzu guessed that it was you who was behind the scenes, otherwise how could the news of the Ice Soul go away, could it be that Tianlong would not be troublesome enough and wanted the entire people of the rivers and lakes to compete with him for the Ice Soul?" Dou Changan paused and said: "Or do you really think that the kid surnamed Zhou can hide from the sky and the sea, and he can hide the qi with a little trick to hide the qi machine from Lao Tzu?" But that's fine, anyway, I owe Vientiane a favor, this trip has to be borrowed and repaid, and it has nothing to do in the future." ”

Long Haotian no longer concealed it, and said with a frank smile: "Sure enough, I still can't hide the fiery eyes of Senior Dou. ”

Dou Changan sneered: "It's a pity that it still can't be as you wish, how can the great inaction float be learned by the black miasma of Vientiane visualization." ”

The plain-robed boy frowned slightly, and asked, "But why is there purple qi coming from the east on this Vientiane Mountain, and the luck has also changed from decline to prosperity?"

Dou Changan rubbed his head and replied flatly: "Someone has exchanged his life for a hundred years of prosperity in Vientiane. ”

"The man's surname is Zhao. Dou Changan leaned into Long Haotian's ear, and said softly with an expressionless face: "If it weren't for your aunt's affection, you smashed a lot of silver and gold piled up in Vientiane, I'm afraid that there would be an extra shocking hole because of this." ”

After Dou Changan finished speaking, he didn't care about the reaction of the prince in the plain robe, and turned around and returned to the ship's room.

Long Haotian's eyes lit up, and his gaze stayed on the purple auspicious cloud for a long time.

At the beginning, the world only knew that the current Liang Emperor was ordered to take over the stormy Liang Jiangshan, but did not know that the current Liang Emperor Zhao Zhiheng was originally a concubine, and since ancient times, there was a saying that the descendants were noble, and the dynasties of the past dynasties were all standing up and not standing young, and the same prince said that the golden dragon chair of the Liang should be sat by the eldest son, and the old emperor of the eight poles could not be touched, but the great prince who should have been the king of the world was tired of the temple battle, and realized that life was too short, and he actually gave up the dragon chair to leave the capital to live in seclusion, and later became a Taoist priest in a small Taoist temple with no name。

Long Haotian stared at the sparkling river, thoughtful, it turned out that the epiphany floating life is like a dream, life is short, and he is willing to give up the position of the emperor in exchange for a pure life The great prince is a monk and a Taoist priest in Vientiane Temple, and it is no wonder that he can exchange his life for a life, and he can turn the luck on Vientiane Mountain from decline to prosperity, in exchange for the hundred years of prosperity of Vientiane Temple, just because he is the Ninety-Five Supreme, and his life is a true dragon.

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At night, the sailboat is about to sail into the boundary of Yangzhou.

Bai Yun slept for a day, and the great Wuwei floated in the meridians and continued to spread out, like a clear spring over and over again, combing the meridians up and down, and at this moment the meridians all over the body seemed to be in an orderly manner

But no matter how intricate this river network is, it will eventually enter a wide lake full of green lotus, and some of the scattered qi that originally flowed in the meridians flowed into the lake along the meridians.

Bai Yun lifted the god and walked out of the ship's room, Long Haotian asked people to prepare food and send it to Bai Yun's room, although he slept for a day, but Bai Yun didn't feel hungry after waking up, he only felt that the room was a little stuffy, so he had to go to the deck to blow the wind and let go of the stuffiness.

On the bow deck, the middle-aged man who was addicted to alcohol was leaning his back against the side of the ship, gulping and drinking, the faint aroma of osmanthus spread with the wind, and the deck next to the middle-aged man was full of wine jars, some of which were not left and some of which were intact.

Dou Changan saw Bai Yun walking out of the deck, and was worried that it was boring to drink alone, so he threw out a jar of osmanthus wine with a flick of his hand.

Bai Yun held a sword in one hand, bent his knees slightly, took the flying wine jar into his arms, and paced close to the bow of the ship.

Bai Yun was just about to speak, but Dou Changan, who was gushing on weekdays, said succinctly: "Drinking." ”

After that, Dou Changan emptied a jar of osmanthus wine: "The wine is like the beauty of the Yiren, and the wine is like the sorrow of the old people." ”

Bai Yun glanced down at the wine jar, which was dark in glaze and diametrically opposed to the aroma of wine, and seemed to have no intention of drinking.

Seeing this, Dou Changan's eyes rolled and asked, "Can you remember Da Wuwei's floating life?"

Bai Yun nodded and said, "Senior, what is your relationship with that old-timer in the Floating Life Cave?"

"He didn't tell you?" Dou Changan stretched out his legs, lightly kicked up a jar of osmanthus wine, and reached out out of thin air to firmly grasp it in his palm.

Bai Yun shook his head and said, "No, he asked me to ask you." ”

"He's my father-in-law. Dou Changan replied truthfully, and his eyes clicked on the wine jar in Bai Yun's arms.

Bai Yun was slightly surprised, he was naturally familiar with Dou Changan's rules, so he consciously lifted the hijab of the wine jar, took a sip lightly, and continued to ask: "Then why did he grant me the Great Wuwei Floating Decision?"

"This is called drinking?" Dou Changan shook his head and said, "It's called pleasure when you take a big mouth." ”

Bai Yun smiled, knowing that he couldn't move Dou Changan, so he took a sip.

"The children can be taught!" Dou Changan rarely smiled, clapped his hands and said: "Yes, this river and lake is very boring, live in the moment and have fun." ”

"Senior, you haven't answered my question yet. Bai Yun didn't bother with Dou Chang'an's attempt to go around in circles.

"He entrusted you with the Vientiane View and even the rise and fall of Taoism in the world. Dou Changan said with a calm face.

Bai Yun was immediately dumbfounded, and ripples gradually appeared in his heart, and he remembered what Qingyezi said to himself for no reason, and the two were the same: "The rise and fall of the Bun Xia and even the world's Taoism are in your hands." ”

Bai Yun was about to ask, but Dou Changan waved his hand and signaled: "It's useless to ask more, you will naturally understand in the future"

The bright moon is in the sky, the moonlight is better than mercury pouring, and the waves on the river surface are like shimmering broken jade.

If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, Dou Changan simply closed his eyes and wantonly felt the cool breeze blowing in his face.

Osmanthus wine jar poured

Reflecting the bright moon, the white clouds shook the wine jar, the full moon folded and undulated, he seemed to vaguely see the shadow of the white cloth swaying in the altar, at this moment, he suddenly understood why Dou Changan was so obsessed with wine.

Riding on the moonlight, you can clearly see the waves in the waters ahead, and the outline of a canyon sharpened by a jade axe comes into view.

Dou Changan seemed to be able to distinguish the smell of the wind, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the vague outline of the canyon in the distance, and said, "In front is the boundary of Yangzhou." ”

Bai Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at Dou Changan's line of sight, excited.

Gangnam is right in front of you.

In addition to the surprise, Bai Yun found that the middle-aged man beside him had a slightly vague vision, as if the breeze was blowing and bringing sand into his eyes.

Long Haotian and the purple-clothed maid walked out of the splint before and after, and the heroic and martial plain robe boy also wore a luxurious mink fur cloak, which was very different from the plain robe on his body, compared with the two, Long Haotian was obviously more in line with the temperament of the former, and he seemed to be born with this kind of charm that looked down on the world.

Long Haotian saw the wine jars piled up on the deck, and quipped: "The moonlight is like water, I want to ask for a jar of wine to drink, I don't know if Dou's predecessors can be beautiful adults?"

"One person drinks stuffy wine, two people drink broken intestine wine, and only three people drink is called happy wine. Dou Changan raised his hand and threw a jar of osmanthus to Long Haotian, and did not forget to bring a sentence: "This fake wine is too unpresentable, the osmanthus is fragrant and tasteless, you came just in time, drink a few jars, otherwise it will become moldy on this ship." ”

(End of chapter)

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