Chapter 281: False Life, Evil Venerable True Colors
Xiao Yun, who was accustomed to the darkness, kept blinking his eyes as if he was puzzled, and his purple and gold eyes flickered for a moment and then turned silver and gold. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info obviously the boy was in habitual conditions of radiation, forgetting that the soul body did not exist with the naked eye, and the sudden transformation of pure white actually did not affect him.
Could it be the end of the boundless darkness? Otherwise, there would not be only a rich vitality except pure white, Xiao Yun, who was puzzled, thought secretly. Perhaps this is the final round of this tribulation, the light of life does correspond to the darkness of death, but in what way will the calamity of life destroy the heart and soul?
Silently staring at the pure white world around him, Xiao Yun was on guard as always against the sudden arrival of danger. The experience of death in the darkness made him remember it vividly, and he did not think that the catastrophe of life only represented life, he understood that the ultimate life is death, and pure white life can also be a kind of horror.
However, the vitality of the pure white world is indeed refreshing, and Xiao Yun, who is gradually adapting to the light, perceives the tranquility and serenity, and soon involuntarily relaxes. And the soft white light made him drowsy, and the soul body actually gained a lot of new power because of it, where could he sense the existence of half a crisis.
Xiao Yun, whose heart was as calm as a mirror, looked at the pure white light in front of him and felt that his heart and soul were only quiet and pleasant. Immediately, the pure white light flickered softly, like a mother's gentle hand caressing her beloved son, and the young man's spirit was unconsciously attracted by it.
Xiao Yun, who was covered in pure white, felt that his consciousness was blurring again, and he might soon have to sleep peacefully. Although the cautious teenager tried to cheer up, he repeatedly reminded himself that these were not normal, and that he must be careful to deal with the impending catastrophe of life.
But human nature makes him unable to break free, enjoying this soothing blurred feeling, and gradually losing his memory. The boy gradually sank into the light and warmth, and even deceived himself that this was his mother's warm embrace.
It's a pity that the beautiful dream doesn't last long, and soon Xiao Yun feels very uncomfortable, and the constant power surging from all directions has already oppressed him breathlessly. Having forgotten who he was and lost all his memories, he began to scream and struggle to find the exit ahead.
"Wow...... Wow......" Xiao Yun, who was finally able to breathe smoothly, was simply annoyed like a child, constantly yelling loudly to vent his dissatisfaction, but he never noticed that his voice was like a baby crying.
"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master! Mrs. gave birth to a young master safely, the son weighs eight pounds and eleven taels, and the birth of a noble appearance must be the material of the pillars!" The middle-aged woman's voice came after a while, which was full of joy and surprise.
"Okay, good, it's hard for my wife to give birth to the Xiao bloodline, and worship Xie Lin'er for her husband's ancestors!haha......" The elegant middle-aged male voice quickly approached, but it was a middle-aged Confucian in a cyan brocade robe.
"The husband is serious, it is Lin'er's responsibility to continue the bloodline for the Xiao family, how dare he be cheeky to invite credit? If it weren't for the husband's refusal to take a concubine, how could he have a son in middle age, this is all the fault of the slave family. The slightly weak melodious female voice is very gentle, and it seems that Xiao Yunsheng's mother in the catastrophe is also a well-informed lady.
Listening to his mother's gentle words that could soothe his heart, Xiao Yun felt extremely warm and safe embrace, maybe he was too tired just now, or his mother's voice had divine power, and the child who was still crying and making trouble just now fell asleep.
"No, no, it's a great blessing for a husband to have Lin'er as a wife, and my wife will be ashamed if she is too humble as a husband! Lin'er, let's not talk about these things first, for the husband to see our children first, okay?"
The elegant middle-aged thin man hurriedly came to the couch and carefully took his son from his wife's hand, and was pleasantly surprised just by the first glance. It's just because this middle-aged Confucian who has a son found that what Wen Po said was true, and the white fat boy who was just born to his beloved wife really gave birth to a noble appearance.
It turned out that the white fat boy who was sleeping soundly had an extremely eye-catching birthmark in the middle of his eyebrows, as if he was a purple, gold, and silver auspicious cloud. This is a natural noble appearance that has never been recorded in any physiognomy book, and it must have extraordinary significance.
It is necessary to know that purple has always symbolized power and auspiciousness, and do not hear the theory that purple qi overflows Zhumen and Taoist purple qi comes from the east? Gold and silver do not need to be explained, although they are often used as metaphors for mundane things, but who can live in the world without these? Not to mention that gold has the meaning of dignity, and silver also has the virtue of melting the world, so it is unspeakably expensive in terms of reason.
Xiao Yun's cheap father looked at the fat boy who had just been born, and he was so fond that he couldn't close his mouth, and the sleeping son was born white and delicate, and his little face with beautiful eyebrows was full of bookish gas, like a newborn with wrinkles like a red-skinned mouse.
The birthmark in Ai Zimei's heart has shown that this son is not only destined to be rich and prosperous all his life, but his innate talent and temperament are even more rare, and he must be a genius gifted by God. As a great Confucian, Xiao Yun's father Xiao Yi seems to be looking forward to inheriting his father's business in the future.
Although Xiao Yat, as a scholar of Hanlin University in Great Xia, has always followed the teachings of the sages, he understands what it means to be silent and confused. But seeing Lin'er so noble, I couldn't help but get a little carried away and be at a loss, and almost woke up the fat boy.
"Husband, my son has not been named yet, my husband has read poetry and books and wants to get a good name, can you tell the slave family now, and prepare for my son to leave a famous family ancestral hall. ”
"What Madame said is very true, my son was born with a noble appearance, and he will be a pillar of Daxia in the future, and the name must not be arbitrary. My husband thinks that it is better to obey the will of heaven, since my son's eyebrows have appeared three-color auspicious clouds, and the name of clouds should be the best. This name is a metaphor for my son's rise in the future, as comfortable as the clouds of the nine heavens, I don't know what the lady means?"
How could Zhu Lin, who was knowledgeable and courteous, not know her husband's intentions, and immediately agreed with great joy. So Xiao Yun, who was reincarnated as a human in the catastrophe of life, is still named Xiao Yun in an illusory new life. However, Xiao Yi and his wife, who are middle-aged and have a son, also gave Xiao Yun a very appropriate milk name, Zijin'er, which is nothing more than a pride in the heavenly appearance of their beloved son.
The Xiao family's Zijin'er is indeed worthy of the pride of Xiao Yat and his wife, not only can they walk on the ground like flying in just three months, they can speak in just April, and they are far more fluent than the children of Mengxue. For a while, the people of the Xiao family and the rest of the clan all cited the young master as the pride of the clan, and they were all proud of the young patriarch inside and outside the words.
But before the Xiao family could be excited about this for a long time, Zijin'er's incredible talent reproduced the miracle, a mere nine-month-old baby was able to read and write hyphenated characters, and only after being born for more than ten months, he wrote gorgeous poems, and his writing was so fine that it was not inferior to the Tai students of Guozijian.
Even more incredible wonders are still to come, Xiao Yun, who has reached the age of one, began to practice the six arts of a gentleman with his father, and by the time he was half a year old, he was already proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. When he was two years old, the Xiao family's Zijiner once made a couplet: The smoke locks the pond willows, which actually makes countless well-educated people in the capital unable to do it.
In this way, the heavenly spirit boy of the university scholar family is famous in the capital, and if the scholar does not know the Xiao family's Zijin'er, it is simply a self-humiliation. The city is full of scholars and famous Confucians, just to see the side of the university scholars, and even argues with each other so much that they roll up their sleeves to move roughly, and even the people who slaughter dogs in the market are proud to have this fellow countryman, and they all say that Zijin'er is the Wenqu Xingjun who went down to the mortal world.
However, since ancient times, there has been no first and no second martial arts, and it is an unchangeable tradition for literati to be light on each other. No matter how talented a scholar is, if he is limited to poetry and literature, it will definitely not be too eye-catching, and it can only be used as a talking point for literati to laugh and talk about Fengyue.
But the Xiao family's Zijin Er is just a talented person, but he is physically strong and has amazing divine power. The little three-year-old boy has a thousand arms and can ride a good horse for thousands of miles a day, not to mention that he can shoot his bow constantly and pierce every arrow on the way.
At the age of four, Zijin'er had already learned all the lessons of the hundreds of schools, whether it was the marching battle array or the way of medical treatment, she was known as a leader, and the joy she made in her spare time was even more shocking to the listeners. Even the mundane things of small tea can be close to the Tao, and the delicacies cooked are so delicious that they are ashamed of the imperial kitchen.
The Xiao family's Zijin'er Qiya and Seven Vulgarities are all refined, and in addition to Yunwen Yunwu, he is also proficient in miscellaneous studies in the world, not just a sour Confucian who can hang a schoolbag, nor is he a martial artist who knows how to fight bravely. Such a proud son of heaven can indeed be called a genius of the world, and those who know his name are sincerely admired and ashamed.
The Xiao family was originally the leader of the Great Xia Shilin, and of course this Ling'er was so famous that even the supreme in the Forbidden City was shocked. It turned out that the concubine Niangniang learned that the prince of the university was in a state of heaven, and had the idea of marrying the Xiao family, and the pillow wind blew the emperor to the door in person to give marriage.
Xiao Yun, who was just four years old, was hugged by the emperor and did not recognize his life, not only behaved gentle and elegant, but also showed the sincerity of a child, and his natural handsome appearance made everyone who saw it hate to be my child. Of course, the emperor Lao'er will not be an exception, he can't put it down for Xiao Yun, not only gave the four treasures of the imperial study room on the spot, but also built a Wenxing Tower that belongs to Xiao Yun.
The four-year-old child saw the well-behaved and gentle little princess for the first time, and felt that the little lovely child who was one year older than him was his destined wife. Xiao Yun, who has completely lost his memory, like all children, is curious, expectant and has some natural instincts, and the two children who are friends with bamboo horses soon have nothing to talk about.
So the originally noble Xiao family became the royal prince, and Xiao Yun, who was only four years old, became the Great Xia concubine. The supreme who was full of joy not only married the most favored little princess, but also gave the word 'Wenzong' to the Xiao Mansion in his own writing, which was nothing more than to support his beloved son-in-law to consolidate the imperial power in the future.
Xiao Yun, who has grown up, has long forgotten who he is, although the little child is amazingly talented, but he is always attached to his parents like other children. But he didn't know that all this was false, and the way of heaven used this gentle killing to consume his will, so that he could enjoy a perfect life and eventually go to extinction.
When he was six years old, Emperor Xiao Yunde specially set up Enke and entered the Golden Palace with the best students of Great Xia in order to reach the world. The result was indeed guessed by everyone, and the six-year-old Zi Jin'er was undisputed as the leader, becoming the youngest literary champion in history.
Although this was just expected, the examination process stunned everyone who witnessed it. Just because when Xiao Yun's strategy was opened, all the saint statues in the hall shook, and the majestic righteousness outside the hall gathered like a cloud, and there was chanting Tianyin echoed in the air for a long time, and only the word Xiao Yun could be heard clearly in the endless beams.
Immediately, I saw the splendid article written by Zi Jin'er, turning into more than a thousand purple gold words and flying out of the scroll and flying to the sky. The supreme who saw the miracle still remembered to read the papers, and immediately led the ministers to worship on the ground, saying that today's events must be that the saints want to read the Chinese language, so they will take Zijin'er's article for a sneak peek.
It was the Emperor of the Day who smiled at the champion Lang on the Jinluan Palace and said: "Zijin'er lives up to my expectations and deserves to be the leader." The Ministry of Rites and Rites, the gift of the champion tour of Makua Street is too shallow, that is, the best place to build the sub-holy altar will be selected, and I want everyone in the world to know that Wenzong is only in Great Xia, but I Zijin'er is the sub-saint who is allowed by all saints!"
I don't want Xiao Yun to have a performance immediately after listening to the decree, and I don't dare to get this favor without any skill, but I hope that His Majesty will allow me to take the martial arts exam again. Although the Emperor of Great Xia was not surprised to hear it, he looked forward to the little horse who had long been known for his brave martial arts to win the first place in the martial arts test again, and immediately issued a decree to open a martial arts competition again.
Sure enough, three days later, Xiao Yunwu tried to win the yuan again, and was worshiped by the emperor's father-in-law of Longxin Dayue as the prime minister of Great Xia on the spot, and the six-year-old child was only under one person from then on. The countries of the world soon heard about this incident, but said that the Great Xia, which was less powerful in the countries, was about to die, how could a six-year-old child be the prime minister?
Unexpectedly, after Zijin'er took charge of the government alone, he hibernate for three years to recuperate the people, persuade agriculture and mulberry, build water conservancy, and lightly reduce the amount of money to enhance the national strength. Three years later, the nine-year-old prime minister began to reorganize his armaments and mobilize the people who had already received food and clothing to strengthen their health, and the martial arts of the entire Great Xia became a common practice.
In the past three years, Daxia has become a rich country and a strong people, Xiao Yun has swept the five countries by commanding the heroic army, and the fifteen-year-old boy has achieved the achievement of becoming a general. The territory harvested this time allowed Bactria to triple in size, making it a Western power among the nations under heaven.
It was only at this time that all the countries of the world realized that the name of the sub-saint of Great Xia Zijin'er was not false, and such a figure was an immortal talent who must be successful in literature and martial arts. So all countries sent envoys to the capital of Great Xia to repair, and Xiao Yun, who had unparalleled power and scheming, took this opportunity to skillfully use means to increase the national strength.
Time passed again in Xiao Yun's strategy, and the eighteen-year-old Xiao Yun once again led the army to conquer, destroying more than a dozen small countries and opening up nearly five times the territory. So far, the lower middle Xia has become the number one country in the world, and the people of Xia today only know that there are sub-saints in the world, but they have forgotten His Majesty the Emperor.
Xiao Yun is very satisfied with his life, the loyal and patriotic young man has no wrong thoughts, he only wants to end the disputes in the world as soon as possible and let the people live and work in peace and contentment. He has a gentle father and a kind mother, and the motherland Daxia has also become stronger and stronger with his own efforts, and the man's achievements have indeed been uncomplaining and unrepentant.
It's a pity that three years later, the triumphant Xiao Yun finally ushered in a change, although he married the little princess who grew up together as he wished, but the husband and wife don't seem to be so guessless. The princess is actually afraid of her own horse, which has a lot to do with the rumors in the country.
Just because Xiao Yun, who was too strong, had shaken the imperial power, many royalists and speculators began to spread rumors that the Zijin traitors would definitely usurp the throne. Perhaps this is the inevitability of the hearts of the people in the world, don't you see that the direct ministers often die of loyalty, the heroes are all rabbits and dead dogs, and the heroes who are as honest as water are finally smeared as chaotic ministers and thieves.
Scholar Xiao Yat coincidentally heard some rumors, and went home angrily to question his son who had just triumphed. However, before Xiao Yun could defend the last two sentences, the bachelor, who has always regarded loyalty and patriotism as his family motto, died on the spot in a strange rage.
The world-famous Yasheng was suddenly so shocked that his soul was almost gone, all his struggles were only for the glory of his parents and family, and he had no other thoughts at all. But he never thought that today, because of his own merits, he would make his father angry to death, and Xiao Yun, who forgot that he was an evil venerable, fell into the trap again.
So the coincidence that it was already bizarre continued to be staged, and Zhu Lin, who had never been in her son's room after marriage, actually came, and happened to see her husband Xiao Yi vomiting blood and dying. The heartbroken lady looked at her son, and without saying a word, she was extremely remorseful on the spot.
Xiao Yun felt that he had gone crazy, he had never expected such an ending for the country and the people, but he didn't know that his heart and soul were being torn apart by invisible cruelty. Obviously, Xiao Yun, who enjoys a false perfect life and forgets who he is, has little resistance, and the final extinction of the catastrophe of life has arrived.
But bizarre and coincidental things continued to come, and the princess's beloved wife Wen Yan relieved Xiao Yun, but offered a cup of poisoned tea with false affection. Undoubtedly, the princess who grew up with Xiao Yun has decided that her husband is a national thief, and if she doesn't kill him, she will definitely bring disaster to the country and the people.
However, Xiao Yun was deeply familiar with the way of Qi Huang, how could he not see that there was a huge poison in the cup, and the young man asked sadly: "Why? I have always only wanted to report to the country and the king, and why did I treat me so viciously? Could it be that the feelings we have known each other since childhood are all fake?"
The little princess didn't answer when she heard this, but just looked at her husband with disdain, maybe she bent down to Xiao Yun for today. A moment later, the sound of shouting and killing came from the front yard of the Xiao Mansion, and the terrible cry of despair before death clearly came from the Xiao clan.
Looking at the clansmen who were torn apart in a pool of blood, Xiao Yun felt that his heart was shattering, his soul was trembling, and his body was inexorably beginning to dissipate. Although the young prime minister, who has been in power for many years, understands what a power struggle is, and knows even more about how dirty the struggle for interests in the world is, he cannot or forgets his feelings no matter what.
Xiao Yun, who had forgotten his memories and became innocent and talented, was only restored to his memory by the familiar bright golden light in the sky until this moment. It turns out that I am not some false purple gold, let alone a tool played by the masters, I have always been just an evil venerable who wants to get out of the mortal path!
The boy who finally remembered who he was, looked at the flowing blood and the false princess, and gently showed undisguised disdain with a smile. After a while, Xiao Yun shook his head and lamented, making a whole for his illusory perfect life.
"Why do you have to be so painstaking, but it only adds to my hatred! If I am allowed to spend this life in peace, and can serve my parents for the rest of my life, even if it destroys my heart and breaks my soul, Xiao Yun will be grateful to you. It's how much I love and am willing to give all my life to it, but it's a pity that you ruined it. ”
The little princess looked at Xiao Yun in horror, and a gust of wind blew and instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only disbelief in disbelief. Xiao Yun watched silently and sighed, then erased the meaningless nostalgia for the false life, and then laughed softly: "Xiao Wan, why don't you come early, do you want to see my brother's jokes?"
"Master, you can have a lot of fun, won't you? If I come too early, the master will lose a lot of life understanding, hehe......!"
"Hey, Xiao Wan, you're really getting naughty the bigger you get, and now you just want to tease me and see jokes, right? You give me back my innocent and cute little Wan brother, haha......!"
Xiao Yun, who was fully conscious, laughed heartily, sensing that the power of life was surging, and suddenly found that false struggle can also have gains, maybe this is the opportunity to survive the catastrophe of life.
After a long time, the world has changed beyond recognition, and once again it is pure white and vibrant. However, the incomparably brilliant golden light blessed Xiao Yun, and the spirit wheel began to scream and vibrate again, and the false world of life began to shatter, turning into countless fragments and pouring into Xiao Yun's soul body.
However, how could the will of the Heavenly Dao be so fragile? Xiao Yun, who wantonly plundered the rules of the Dao of Life, was soon reincarnated again, and became a sloppy little beggar in his second life. It's just that the teenager who has already experienced the catastrophe of life is not easy to match, and he actually rushed into the casino as soon as possible and won a lot of money with a broken bowl.
Three years later, the little beggar dramatically became the richest man, six years later he overthrew the dynasty with untold wealth, and nine years later he offered the lives of all the rulers of the world. In this way, Xiao Yun's second life was also staggering, and finally ended hastily in the ridicule of the young man and the bright golden light.
The third life that Xiao Yun followed was even more outrageous, and the young man actually became a Qinglou Hongling. So the disciples all over the city suddenly suffered, and just having a glass of wine with Xiao Damei became, and they all used self-denial to show their hearts on the spot. But after such a bizarre thing spread, no one could resist the temptation of refusing sex, knowing that he would die to see a beautiful woman and be a merry ghost.
It wasn't until Xiao Da Beauty's name spread throughout the world that the contemporary Confucian masters and Buddhist masters and masters outside the world all died under the peony flowers, and Xiao Yun teased the unbearable will of the Heavenly Dao, so that they had to take the initiative to collapse the world and then reincarnate in the fourth life.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yun in the following generations became more and more evil, became a butcher but didn't kill anything, and preached the dream of world peace and harmony every day, and the idiotic nonsense really made all the warriors in the world unemployed. Xiao Yun, who has become a monk since then, is even more fascinated by the beauties of the world, as if he is an unborn love saint, so that the powerful people all over the world can't find a wife.
But these are nothing, Xiao Yun, who has become an old tree in the mountains and a fish swimming in the bottom of the sea, will definitely cause the absurd side of the world, always laughing loudly in the bright golden light to destroy the world. It seems that this kind of Xiao Yun is the true nature of the evil venerable, and he has survived the catastrophe of the ninth life so jaw-droppingly, and there is really no other explanation other than the evil sect.
The time in the destruction cannot be accurately calculated, and it seems that in the blink of an eye, or many years later, in the void that collapsed into nothingness, Xiao Yun, the scourge, finally disappeared with the bright golden light......