The eighth day of the twenty-first lunar month of the Yue calendar.

Yueguo Kyushu, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow,

Located in the mass grave not far from the foot of Yunxu Mountain, a thick layer of white snow has accumulated in the round pit, covering the original decaying coffins and white bones, and the Taoist is standing in the snow with a green umbrella, he is waiting.

"Yanqing, slow down, what are you doing in such a hurry, the Taoist chief won't lie to us" Mu Wanqing shouted helplessly, the snow fell so hard last night, the snow on the ground was half a foot deep, walking on it was like stepping on cotton wool, one foot deep and one foot shallow, but Mu Yanqing still ran so fast, and he was not afraid of falling.

"Sister, hurry up. Mu Yanqing turned her head and waved at her sister, her excitement overflowing.

"You fall carefully, if the Taoist sees you so clumsy, maybe he won't teach you. Mu Wanqing couldn't call him, so she said with a straight face.

"Oh. Mu Yanqing dragged a long voice, slowed down a little reluctantly, rubbed her face that was a little red from the cold, put away the umbrella in her hand, bent her body, and hid under Mu Wanqing's umbrella.

Mu Wanqing reluctantly raised the umbrella in her hand slightly.

It is said that it is a mass grave, in fact, there has been no new grave here for many years, over the years, the four seasons have returned to normal, the wind and rain are smooth, there are few dead people, according to the old people in the village, more than ten years ago, there are fox fairies in this place, every household is not at peace, every year to pay tribute to a child, otherwise let the dealer have no harvest, and then was scared away by a young man, these years have been peaceful.

When the two of them walked to the mass grave, the wind and snow were still not small, but getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't see within ten meters, Mu Yanqing held an umbrella in front of him, and the cold wind made his face hurt.

A Taoist holding a green umbrella walked over, although he couldn't see his face clearly, Mu Yanqing still stretched out his hand and shook it, and said in a loud voice, "Master, we are here." ”

The voice was swallowed up by the wind and snow, and even Mu Wanqing behind him couldn't hear it clearly.

Suddenly, the snow slowed down, the wind stopped, and the falling snow was still in front of them, and before the two of them could react, they heard someone in their ears, "Beichen can't come, Ben Xian is here to give him an umbrella." ”

The person in front of him is not Wang Yue, but an old Taoist priest with white hair, holding a clever white sail in his hand.

"Impossible, you are deceiving people! Master is an immortal, how can he lie to me?" Mu Yanqing glared at Wang Banxian, not believing what the person in front of him said.

"The world is bumpy, and the fairy road is even more so, Shaohua Baishou is just a blink of an eye, thousands of years of practice, all kinds of merits, but also can't withstand the will of heaven, how do you little baby know the suffering, Beichenjun, he can't come. Wang Banxian sighed and returned the green umbrella in his hand to Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing took the green umbrella, her heart was empty, and she couldn't say a word.

A cold wind blew, and when I looked up again, there was only white snow left in front of me, and there was still half a figure there, not even footprints.

"I'm lucky, I lost my life, since we don't have a chance, we don't have to force it, go back Yanqing." Mu Wanqing said softly, seeing Mu Yanqing's lost face, she couldn't help but comfort.

Mu Yanqing was still immersed in disappointment, this gap was too big, even Wang Banxian was gone, he didn't react, just stared at the sky blankly.

Ben also thought that he had met the fairy fate, and in the future, he would be successful in cultivation, not only would he have no worries about longevity, but he would also be able to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so that the storyteller said the same, with a gesture, he could turn over the river and the sea, and he could do everything in the sky, but now it was good, everything was just his own fantasy, and he couldn't help but wonder if he and his sister had hallucinations at the same time that night.

Just as the two were about to go back, Wang Banxian suddenly appeared in front of them again, so frightened that Mu Yanqing stumbled and almost fell into the snow.

"What are you doing!? Mu Yanqing shouted without a good face, not only Wang Banxian, but even Wang Yue's impression in his heart has become extremely bad, the immortal should act as he says in his eyes, really when he Mu Yanqing is just a child, he can be teased at will.

"What else is the matter with the Dao Chief?" Mu Wanqing asked softly, she didn't care as much as Mu Yanqing, the gains and losses were all in one mind, after all, she was just a mortal, what qualifications did she have to ask for these immortals.

"Look at my brain, it's easy to forget things when I'm older, I remember, Beichen-kun said, if you two really come here today, let me give this to you. Wang Banxian stretched out his hand, and two white rays poured into the eyebrows of the two.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Wanqing woke up quietly, and found that she was in a bamboo house, and the wind chimes outside the house were endless, looking around, she saw Mu Yanqing lying aside, and hurriedly stepped forward, and found that she had just fallen asleep, so she was relieved.

Open the bamboo door, outside the house is a green bamboo forest, covered with snow, copper bells hanging on the eaves, dyed white by the wind and snow, with the cold wind constantly shaking, tinkling.

"Take care of the feelings of the Taoist body, Beichen is grateful in the heart, the thousand bamboo forests are far away from the red world, the Taoist immortal book has been passed on to you by the predecessors, you two can meditate here, the immortal road is all in the individual, the practice is hard, remember not to be greedy for merit, go astray, ascend to the immortal road, Beichen Jun waits for the girl and the younger brother. ”

"Wanqing, thank you for growing up. Mu Wanqing leaned over and bowed three times to heaven and earth.

The vast world is full of snowfall, and I don't know if Wang Yue, who is far away in the sky, feels something at this moment, a cause and effect in this mortal dust.

......

In the early morning of winter, the sky is not yet bright, and the top of Zhongshan Cliff is dark.

In the biting snow, Xiao Shu stood up, took off his robe and draped it on Fang Jin's body, the lotus flower in his eyebrows fell, the purple qi disappeared, and several struggles finally disappeared.

"Xiao Jin, look at this snow, it doesn't look like that day, my mother wanted to buy you and me sugar gourds, but unfortunately you didn't eat it, and I didn't eat it either. ”

"It's cold at the top of Zhong Mountain, I've been with you here for a long time, my eyebrows are white, my hair is white, I said that you were most afraid of the cold when you were a child, and you wore it like a ball in winter, and now you wear so little, I look cold. ”

Xiao Shu said to himself, and the only thing that responded to him was the cold snow in the sky and the cold wind on the top of the cliff.

"You said that you are about to become a Dan, ten years at the slow, five years at the fastest, let me fight a little, arrive at the realm of heaven and man earlier, and accompany you to see the broader world, we agreed on ten years. ”

"Because I'm afraid of holding you back, I've worked hard in the past ten years, and now, I've reached the realm of heaven and man you said, but why ......?"

A palm slapped on the five dragon tripods, cracking the ground and sinking stones, the three-person high five dragon tripods were directly slapped into the ground, until there was no top, and cracks appeared on the cliffs, and the snow ice picks fell down the cliffs one after another, and the flew.

"That's it, that's it, that's it. ”

After three sounds, Xiao Shu's state of mind no longer has a flaw, and selflessness is the most sad, because for the person of sustenance, the thing of sustenance, they look at it more heavily than anyone else, once lost, it is no different from death, but the irony is that this is the last realm of selflessness, and the heart has nothing to rely on, which is also the most ridiculous place for Xiao Shu.

He wanted to laugh but couldn't, pulled the corners of his mouth in vain, and put Fang Jin's body and Shi Lian into the Five Dragons Ding, and the sound of the dragon's roar could be faintly heard, and the Five Dragons Ding suddenly became red, surrounded by red fire, and the cold and snow around him melted one after another, and even the ground was burned red.

After a while, the clouds dispersed, and there was no more Fang Jin in the ding, and the stone lotus also disappeared, and the red ding's body dimmed, turning into the size of a grain of rice, and turning into a streamer that broke through the air.

"Xiao Jin, you rest, the big world Xiaoshu will go to see it on your behalf, if one day, I am also tired, so I will go back to Zhongshan and say to you, okay?" Xiao Shu said softly.

Xiao Shu held up the red umbrella, came to the tomb of Tianjizi, took off the folding fan on his waist and put it on the guqin and said, "The predecessors have entrusted, Xiao Shu is really ashamed these years, but the catastrophe is coming, and he has to leave." ”

"Xiao Shi is leaving?"

A cold voice came from behind itself, and Xiao Shu replied softly, "Yes." ”

Linglong knew that this day was coming, but she didn't expect it to come so soon. ”

Linglongzi smiled lightly, Xiao Shu is much younger than her, but about thirty, even if geniuses such as Yu Zihan and Zhang Daoquan are only in the Tianxuan Realm at this age, but Xiao Shu is already about to soar, but Linglongzi is not surprised, she has seen Xiao Shu's selfless state of mind, she knows that Xiao Shu can't keep it, the mortal world can't tolerate his sword, let alone his heart.

"Slow, too slow, if I can go faster, break through the realm of heaven and man earlier, maybe ......"

"Xiao Shike still has something undone. ”

Xiao Shu was silent for a long time and said with a smile, "Jian Yaozi will ask you, he is impetuous by nature, and he needs to be honed a lot, so don't spoil him too much." ”

Linglong understood. Linglongzi hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't I wake him up......"

"No need, let him sleep, I don't want to quarrel with him again before leaving, I promised to take him to the immortals, if he knows, he will have to argue with me. Xiao Shu turned around and said, holding a red umbrella, and walked towards the back cliff.

Linglongzi looked at Xiao Shu's back, her heart was a little complicated, Xiao Shu has always been a teacher and a friend to her, and her state of mind at the moment is also because of Xiao Shu's guidance, the master is gone, and now Xiao Shu is also leaving, her heart is inexplicably a little empty, although the world is big, no one can understand her Linglongzi.

Linglongzi took off the guqin and came to the edge of the cliff.

"Are you here to see me?" Xiao Shu asked with a smile as he looked at the vast world in front of him.

"As soon as Master Xiao leaves, Linglongzi has no confidant in the world, and finally strokes the piano, I wonder if Master Xiao is willing to listen to it?"

"Good. ”

The sound of the strings is in the ears, the parting is endless, there is no sorrow, only a cherished voice.

At the end of the song, the sky was already slightly bright, the snow was getting smaller, Xiao Shu Yujian left, the catastrophe was approaching, and he couldn't keep it.

In the last stroke, the strings were broken, Linglongzi threw the piano off the back cliff, reached out to take a piece of snow wool, watched it slowly melt in the palm of his hand, and suddenly smiled, "Why forget your feelings, you can't be emotional." ”