Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless to come to the cold rain and late wind. Rouge tears, stay drunk, when is it heavy? --"Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty"

The twilight is deep, the bright moon hangs in the sky, the snow is covered in the moonlight, the cold luster will also reflect this earthly world like the morning light, if it is not for the cold wind and sad howling, if it is not for the wind wave pavilion that is strange and strange through the ages, the wax moon of the twelfth year of Shaoxing may just be a peaceful time close to the end of the year.

The ethereal sea of clouds is changing with the blowing of the Nine Heavens Gang wind, and the auspicious clouds and bright stars that shuttle through the reflection are thousands of miles away in an instant, and the rotation of the heavens and stars contains the truth of the avenue, and at this moment Bao Wenzheng, who is like an arrow, can not care to understand the mystery......

Today's feast with Pan Tao is just a bluff with the Qingping Sword, if you talk about Taoism and supernatural powers, it seems that it is also a Daluo immortal, but because of the four emperors of heaven on the "god list", it is a Taoist and supernatural power that matches the position!

Today at the peach banquet and the gods and Buddhas face to face, to the queen mother and mother, if the head of the heavenly fairies in the "god list" to do tricks, to Bao Wenzheng today's mortal body, even if you understand the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" on the first volume, if you want to trek through mountains and rivers to return to the mortal world, it is also a long way to go......

The deep sky overhead, accompanied by dreamy and bright starlight all the way, the young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes stopped on the auspicious clouds, which is the non-angry self-authority of the deep and deep mountains, and with the "soaring clouds and fog", he vaguely saw the familiar mortal dust, and the fear in his heart did not turn around for half a minute.

It was still on the top of the clouds, Bao Wenzheng clearly perceived the dissipation and alienation of the starlight, and the Taoist and magical powers that were originally round and wishful were gradually eliminated, and the auspicious clouds under his feet gradually drifted away......

Although it is said that if the sword technique of the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" cultivated in the Emei Immortal Gate is displayed, this urgent need can be solved, but Bao Wenzheng did not dare to pull out the Qingping Sword and stop on it, and cast the method of "Imperial Sword Flight", after all, this thing had been outside the Nantian Gate, and was worshiped by the Heavenly Court for nearly three hundred righteous gods, and it was the portable sword of the Interception Sect Tongtian Sage!

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

This and the exercises obtained from Yan Chixia in Baimang Mountain have already rescued Bao Wenzheng from danger several times, and at this moment there is no other way, but with a soft drink, this "Qiankun Borrowing Law" is used again.

The rich immortal aura was like a stormy wave, overwhelmingly squeezing over, and after the figure staggered, it rushed from the top of the clouds to the mortal world......

At that time, on the quiet West Lake, the painting boat is still not afraid of the cold wandering in the meantime, the beautiful sound of the warbler and swallow dance in it, attracting the song and laughter of the wandering wreckage, if you can taste the mellow wine in the cup, look at the snow scene on the broken bridge of the West Lake from afar, and hold the concave and convex delicate body in your arms, I am afraid that the whole world can not find a more elegant thing.

"The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the Houting flower ...... across the river"

After Zhang Yutang drank the water and wine in the cup, he pretended to be overwhelmed by the wine and pushed the door out, put himself in the cold wind, witnessed the lonely and beautiful snow scene on the broken bridge, remembered the "unwarranted" eternal injustice of the Fengbo Pavilion, listened to the warbler on the painting boat, and the grief and desolation in his heart were self-evident, and said: "Floating life is like a dream, and there is a geometric ...... for joy"

Zhang Yutang looks extraordinary and is suave, now he is more than 20 years old, in order to seek fame and fame has not yet married, although he has studied poetry and books but has tried many times, fortunately he is the only son of Zhang Yuanwai in the south of Hangzhou, the family is well-off and does not have to eat and wear, classmates and friends are not rich or expensive, and tonight invited to the West Lake to enjoy the snow, and go to the end of the year poetry meeting.

"Huh......"

Zhang Yutang saw that on the water surface in the distance, there seemed to be a black shadow rising and falling with the waves, and he looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and shouted: "Come on, someone's overboard!"

The West Lake is a peaceful lake for thousands of miles, and people who drown often do it, but after the strange injustice of the Fengbo Pavilion, it is getting more and more intense, how many scholars, just because people can't see the face of the sky because of their light words, only to invite each other to cast the lake Mingzhi, criticize the court for being mediocre, and with the integrity of all readers, it is really admirable!

This fall and the West Lake is not someone else, it is with the heavenly court to turn the mortal Bao Wenzheng, just because the way of heaven is flawless, the "Qiankun Borrowing Law" pulled by the immortal spirit is really turbulent, mortal flesh can not bear its weight at all, can only harm the lesser of the two powers, and the flesh is full of holes and precarious, dispersed the "Qiankun Borrowing Law" magical power, fell into the West Lake.

Relying on the pure and true qi of the ninth "Ming Yu Gong" in the body, he will not be frozen and faint in the lake water of this cold winter.

The pale face without a trace of blood, the sticky wet clothes stuck to the body, the biting chill kept drilling into the bone marrow, and there was ginger soup on the painting boat, and after the soup with ginger shreds was poured into the abdomen, Bao Wenzheng felt a trace of warmth, but the body was still in unbearable pain, and he could only break out in a cold sweat on the floor of the cabin, constantly spasming and convulsing.

Blessings and misfortunes lurk, after fading away from the position of the Emperor Ziwei of the Central Heaven Arctic, without matching Taoism and supernatural powers, how can he get involved in the intricate disputes in the heavenly court, is it just with that Qingping sword?

If it is the person who holds the Qingping sword in his hand, he is the first disciple of the sect in the Biyou Palace, why has no one come to Jinao Island to greet him so far?

In the past, the Biyou Palace of Jinao Island came to the dynasty, what a breath swallowed the universe, and now it is not the same as the momentum, turning the tide in the fall, supporting the building in the future, how can it be within the power of today......

If you don't accumulate steps, you can't go thousands of miles, and now you are involved in the disputes between the three religions, which is really too early!

With a "squeak", the wooden door of the cabin was pushed open, and the little man with a lantern in his hand with a flattering smile on his face led the extraordinary-looking and suave young man in.

"If it weren't for Zhang Gongzi who saved your life, you would have to go to see Lord Yama!"

The little guy stuck the lantern diagonally behind the hatch, and still said with great courtesy: "You are going out to meet a nobleman, although Zhang Gongzi may not care about the grace of saving his life, if you can't repay it in this life, you will have to tie the grass ring in the next life......"

Although the grace is not expected to be repaid, but to save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, so Zhang Yutang is only a small guy to lead each other, and this cabin to visit the person who fell into the water, the young man's robe is made of Shu brocade, although he is pale at the moment, sitting on the ground like a pawn of a peddler, but he is not shocked, and has his own majesty, as if a prince and nobleman!

"The grace of saving lives is not enough, and the love of helping hands will be reciprocated in the future!"

The gods and Buddhas in this heavenly court may come from the three sects, such as Zhaohui Xiansheng Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, such as Li Jing, the king of Tota, such as Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars and Haihui, or from the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain, such as the Antarctic Guanyin Bodhisattva, such as Manjushri Bodhisattva, and also from the Puxian Bodhisattva; there are also the nine heavens and ten earths of the good fortune scattered immortals, such as the barefoot immortals, and also like the central yellow pole and yellow horn immortals; in this heavenly court, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother are respected on the bright side, but in fact, it is not, it can be seen from this peach feast, and it can be said that it is intertwined......

Bao Wenzheng tried his best to peel off the cocoon, and when he was thinking carefully, he was disturbed by this little guy for no reason, although he was unhappy in his heart, he was happy and angry, and said plainly.

"In Xia Zhang Yutang, didn't ask the son?"

Zhang Yutang was stunned in his heart, but he never showed it in person, although it was a cold winter wax moon, he still held a folding fan, bowed at this moment, and asked.

"Xu Xian in Xiaqing Yutang, as the so-called two masters are not bothered by anything, please ask Zhang Gongzi to send someone to Xu's house in Qiantang County to inform my wife Bai Suzhen ......"

Bao Wenzheng's physical mortal body is difficult to withstand the vast immortal qi backlash, at this moment, it is like a candle in the wind is the end of a strong crossbow, the tone is gradually weakened, and the spasms and pain of the body are becoming more and more unbearable.

"I'm going to send someone to report it!"

Zhang Yutang saw that the young man's face was getting more and more pale, his tone was weak, and his body was spasming and twitching from time to time.

There were two points of clear light in Bao Wenzheng's eyes, Huo Ran looked back at the West Lake behind the deck, his pale face was extremely cold in an instant, the cold sweat flowed down his cheeks, and he said sharply: "Go quickly!"

Ordinary people can't see it, and in the cold wind outside the painting boat, the wide robe and the wind are fluttering, and the old people who have not met for a long time float quietly in the air......

Nine secluded streams have been separated for many years, and black and white impermanence is still unharmed!

The tall and thin figure is like a bamboo pole, the smile on the miserable white cheeks has not changed for thousands of years, and the tall long hat has four big words "fortune at first sight", written in red blood. A white stick with a human head as the leg bones at both ends, and a foot-high token with the four big characters "Hooking the Soul" written on it, which is not the white impermanence of the underworld?

Extremely short but wide and fat, the complexion is as black as black charcoal, at first glance it looks like a coarse porcelain water tank, the tall pointed long hat and black clothes are the same color, and the four big characters of "the world is peaceful" written in red blood. In his left hand, he held a black stick with a human head as the leg bones at both ends, and in his right hand he held a chain with the thickness of a wrist, the chain glowed with black light, and several souls were bound at one end of the chain, which was the black impermanence of the underworld!

The chaotic thoughts are like a surging tide, and I can't be sure for a while, although the Emperor Ziwei is the ruler of the Ten Palaces of the Xudu Yama, but after losing the matching Taoism and supernatural powers, presumably the god list has been removed!

Endure the spasms and convulsions of the body from time to time, take out the black and restrained "King Kong Zhuo" from his arms, and put it in the palm of his hand to bluff, just hope that this black and white has no common sense to get the origin of this thing, don't force your own fish to die and break the net, with the broken body at the end of the strong crossbow, and then use the magic power of "Qiankun Borrowing Law"!