The morning sun rises in the east, the glow is ten thousand ways, and above the sea of clouds, a flying sword is galloping.

You Meng woke up slowly, but he didn't open his eyes, he had a splitting headache, and there were many more memories in his mind, and he was a little dazed—who am I? You Meng, or Wei Ping? Is he me, or am I him?

The thoughts were chaotic, and the more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and finally one thought took over—maybe You Meng was in a past life, and Wei Ping was in this life? Or was it that You Meng was in this life, Wei Ping was in a previous life, and You Meng came to a previous life after death and merged into Wei Ping's body?

The two are the same person, otherwise why do they look exactly the same?

The Buddha said: "All the Dharma is the harmony of causes and conditions, and the causes arise when they arise, and the causes are all gone, nothing more than that", perhaps, just experienced a reincarnation?

Then, this life is called Wei Ping?

Let's call it Wei Ping.

For a person who has died once, does it matter what the name is? It doesn't seem to matter!

As long as you can be a person, you can continue to chase Guo Qian.

Thinking like this, Wei Ping's confusion dissipated, and when he opened his eyes, there was a clear blue sky above his head, and when he held up his upper body and looked forward, it was an infinite sea of clouds, and above the sea of clouds was the rising sun that emitted a thousand rays of light, such a magnificent scene completely shocked him.

"Xiao Ping'er, you, you, you're awake! Grandmother is a step late, are you okay?"

There was a voice of surprise, concern and self-blame beside him, and his voice was mixed with full of exhaustion. While speaking, a slender hand stroked Xiang Wei Ping's face, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but his body froze in place.

Turning his head to look, a face still with tear stains pulled in, dignified and elegant, a snow-white hair coiled into a cloud bun on the top of the head, a white jade hairpin inserted, a pair of deep eyes full of love, the corners of the eyes have crow's feet, carved the traces of time. The upper body that leaned over was covered by green clothes, but it couldn't cover the heavy style.

"Isn't this man his grandmother?"

Wei Ping's head was a little stunned, he didn't know how to react, searched in the chaotic memory, and finally found the memory of Zuo Youyou, just when he was about to react according to his previous memory, Zuo Youyou hugged him and buried his head in the two peaks.

Inability to breathe.

"Hmm, hmm. ”

Wei Ping snorted twice with difficulty, the voice was too small, the emotional Zuo Youyou didn't hear it, and she didn't blame her for being excited, when she rushed to the Buddha Hall of Guyue Temple, Wei Ping was no longer breathing, she was heartbroken, and when she was about to die, she heard the sound of her heartbeat, and reached out to breathe.

What a miracle!

Providence.

Wei Ping was about to suffocate, and he wanted to reach out and push Zuo Youyou away, but his body didn't listen to the call, and just shook his head instinctively according to his previous movements, but this also achieved his goal.

Zuo Youyou withdrew from the excitement, quickly let go, and when Wei Ping breathed smoothly, she hugged him again, as if she could find comfort somewhere in her soul.

Wei Ping was speechless.

Quite speechless, I didn't even bother to hum.

The two of them sat on the snow mark sword, the size of the snow mark sword bed at this time, the wind whistled at the tip of the sword, and the wind was cut into visible waves of qi, diverting and diverging along a certain trajectory, and going around, but there was no wind on the sword at all, and the end was extremely mysterious!

After regaining his freedom, Wei Ping turned to look west, which was the direction in which Hua Mu Hibiscus had left.

Zuo Youyou showed a sad look on his face, and said regretfully: "Lao Pu is buried in the mountain behind Guyue Temple, where the scenery is beautiful and it is a good place. ”

Hearing Zuo Youyou mention Lao Pu, Wei Ping's heart swelled up with an unstoppable grief, that was the person who had accompanied him for nearly ten years, ten years of hiding in Tibet, and living a life of exile. Tears welled up in his eyes and fell uncontrollably.

All the way east.

The Wolong Mountains stretch for thousands of kilometers from southwest to northeast across the western part of the Middle Ages, intersecting with the Hengtian Mountains of the Arctic Wuzhou, and are said to have been transformed by an ancient dragon after his death.

Jiufeng Mountain is located at the end of the Wolong Mountain Range, stretches for more than 600 miles, the strange peaks are according to the sky, towering and standing in the nine, it is the crown of all mountains. Since ancient times, it has been known as "Heavenly Ladder", "Fairy Road" and "Fairyland on Earth".

There is really a "fairyland", and every year on September 9th, the "fairyland" appears - Jiuxuan Peak!

On the top of Jiufeng Mountain, the top of the mountain is docked with the top of the mountain, nine inverted peaks are suspended, the inverted peaks are called the inverted hanging peaks, and there are eight inverted hanging islands suspended around the inverted hanging peaks, which are successively formed into a piece, which is magnificent!

The clouds and mist are shrouded, the Taoist temples are numerous, and the cranes are dancing, just like a fairyland.

A sword came from the west, the momentum was like a rainbow, the nine hanging peaks that were covered by the traces appeared, the mountain protection array was activated, and for a while, the wind and clouds surged, Zuo Youyou hovered the snow mark sword outside the large array, and said loudly: "Zuo Youyou visits the people of Changming Dao." ”

After a short time, with a whoosh, Zhang Changgong, who was wearing a black robe, stepped on the flying sword, and came in a hurry, with gray hair casually tied up in a bun on the top of his head, his hair was scattered, his beard was unkempt, and he looked unkempt, which was far from the image of the Taoist who was fluttering like a fairy in the legend.

"Sister Yoyo, I haven't seen you for ten years! I want to die Brother Longbow. Zhang Changgong looked at Zuo Youyou and said with tears in his eyes.

Zuo Youyou didn't say a word, grabbed Wei Ping's shoulder, and the flying sword under his feet flashed, stabbing Zhang Longbow's chest. The flying sword under Zhang Changgong's feet ran like the wind, dragging a fluctuating trajectory, dodging left and right, no matter how tricky the angle of the snow mark sword was, it didn't touch the corner of the clothes.

"Sister Yoyo, after ten years, your fiery temper hasn't changed at all! Zhang Changgong laughed while dodging.

Wei Ping had a cold face, and he was full of slander in his heart: "This old man is openly digging into the foot of the wall, Tian is shameless!"

Zuo Youyou withdrew the Snow Mark Sword, let go of Wei Ping's shoulder, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Longbow, you are more than a hundred years old, don't be old and indecent, you will be lonely for a lifetime!"

Zhang Changgong suddenly put away the smile on his face, looked up to the sky and sighed: "I am destined to be lonely for the rest of my life, unless, you return to me." ”

Zuo Youyou glanced at him, this glance was infinitely charming, and he saw that Zhang Longbow's bones were crispy, and he was about to chase after the victory, but he saw her pull Wei Ping in front of him and said, "Xiao Ping'er, call grandpa!"

Wei Ping thought about calling the old man in his heart, his mouth opened slightly, but he showed a smirk.

Zhang Changgong instantly became listless, glanced at Wei Ping, and raised a smile again: "Sister Youyou, do you know how to sit down?"

Zuo Youyou's expression instantly became lonely, rubbed Wei Ping's head, and said reluctantly: "No, I got a piece of news about Xiao Ming a few days ago, and I have to track it down! ”

Zhang Changgong's brows furrowed, his face distressed, and sighed: "Why bother......

Wei Ping's reluctance in his heart exploded, he turned around and hugged Zuo Youyou, raised his head slightly, opened his mouth a few times, and then spit out two words with difficulty: "Grandmother." ”

Zuo Youyou's face was surprised, you must know that Wei Ping would only shout "Ancestor" before, and the "Grandmother" at this moment made her eyes flash with a hint of brilliance, as if she saw hope, the hope of revenge!

"When Xiao Ping'er grows taller and taller, grandmother will come to see Xiao Ping'er. ”

After speaking, Wei Ping pushed in front of Zhang Changgong, turned around and walked away, quickly moving away, and turned into a black dot in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Changgong stretched out his hand to take Wei Ping, looked at that side for a long time, reluctant to give up, and then returned with the sword, returning to know optimism.

Above the sea of clouds, Jiuxuan Peak is like a fairyland, although Wei Ping is sad in his heart, he is also shocked by the scenes that are gradually pulled into front of him, and he can't help but look forward to his future life!

"Will I be able to travel in the sky in the future?"

"Can Edgeworth chase Guo Qian?"

"Edgeworth is chasing Guo Qian, it's handsome to think about!"

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