Chapter 218, the tomb of the god of the back mountain

The moon and stars are scarce, and the sky is full of shadows.

In the night, two blood-red swords danced together. The long sword floated away, the sword moved, and for a while, the figure was shaking, and it was not real, only the red long sword was like two dragons dancing wildly in the air, completely enveloping the entire martial arts arena.

"I'm going to attack your armpit next, be careful. Elder Tianqian waved Nirvana, found an extremely tricky angle, and stabbed out with a sword. Before he took out his sword, he had clearly told Shi Yunyang that he would attack the next move. Shi Yunyang naturally used ninety percent of his strength to defend his armpits. But he didn't expect that Elder Tianqian's sword would come so quickly. And this sword is extremely old and spicy, like a dragon frightened, and it can't be resisted at all.

Shi Yunyang was startled, and his figure quickly retreated. The speed at which he retreated was not slow, but Elder Tianqian's sword was faster, and in an instant, he had already approached him, and Elder Tianqian picked up a sword lightly, and it was aimed at Shi Yunyang's lower armpit. Shi Yunyang hurriedly countered with the burning sky.

Elder Tianqian smiled and said, "You lost. When Shi Yunyang heard this, he immediately understood. But it was already too late. It turned out that stabbing him in the armpit was just a false move, and the tiger was diverted from the mountain, at this time, Shi Yunyang raised his sword to guard the armpit, and the lower plate and abdomen must be empty. Elder Tianqian's sword blade seemed to be about to stab Shi Yunyang's lower armpit, but the blade suddenly turned around and slashed his lower plate. Shi Yunyang was about to block it, but Elder Tianqian's sword turned right, but it had already reached his throat.

Such twists and turns are really admirable. Elder Tianqian was already a master of the Sky Realm, if he relied on his strength, Shi Yunyang would naturally be invincible. But when Elder Tianqian fought with him, his strength was only used two or three out of ten. On the contrary, it is an old and skilled sword move, even with the same strength, Shi Yunyang is far from being able to catch up.

Shi Yunyang said: "The master's swordsmanship is outstanding, and the disciple is invincible, so he is willing to bow down." ”

Elder Tianqian said: "Your sword is too strong and lacks change, you must know that the sword is a sword, you need to be integrated, and the sword man is one." Do not hold the sword with hatred, but also do not have a warlike heart. Those who practice swords, first of all, must cultivate their minds, and if their hearts are not quiet, the speed of sword production will be hindered. If you can restrain him before someone else makes a move, no matter how profound his skill is, he will not be able to defeat your sword. ”

Shi Yunyang said: "The disciple respectfully follows the teachings of the master. ”

Elder Tianqian said: "If you have time, take a look at the art of war classics, the magic of sword moves lies in changes, and ancient books may be able to give you a lot of inspiration." ”

Shi Yunyang nodded and stood aside. Look at the moon under the clouds. He found that Elder Tianqian's face was a little vicissitudes.

Every time I saw him, the old man was already old. Maybe it's because time flies, he is already a person who is already in his old age, or maybe it's this life that gives people too much desolation.

Shi Yunyang saw his old white hair, and he couldn't bear it, and said: "The disciple has not been able to be by the master's side from time to time and serve the left and right, is it the disciple's fault." Master don't work too weekdays, take care of your body. ”

Elder Tianqian said: "Chengfeng, it has been eighteen years since you entered the master's sect, and time flies so fast." The words that Senior Brother Dikun said when he saw Feng Ya yesterday were not what the teacher wanted to say to you. Eighteen years, you have grown so big, but unfortunately, you have suffered such a catastrophe. Thinking about coming for the teacher, my heart hurts all the time. ”

Shi Yunyang looked at him from the side, Elder Tianqian looked up at the moon, he felt that the old man in front of him did not have a trace of majesty at this time, but only a parental heart that hoped for the safety of future generations.

Elder Tianqian said: "When you were a child, you were more naughty, you always didn't practice martial arts seriously, and you always liked to fight with a few senior brothers. I didn't punish you less. Now that I think about it, maybe I was too harsh, and I wondered if if your memory hadn't faded, would you hate me, and would you still be able to listen to me speak so quietly as you do now. ”

Shi Yunyang was silent for a long time, and he said: "Maybe I didn't dare to have hatred for my master at that time, if there really were, the disciple would rather not recover that memory." The master treats me like a son, and I respect you as a father. At least at this moment, the disciple has the heart to serve. ”

Elder Tianqian said: "This heart is extremely rare. I am content to have a disciple like you in my life. In life, everyone has selfish intentions. I only hope that you will be wise enough to protect yourself and not lose your life at the hands of others. If you can care about the common people, you will break through, so that this short period of time will not be wasted. ”

Shi Yunyang said: "Ambitious people are very tired, and the disciples are now entrusted by the great god Nuwa, and the burden on their bodies can be said to be heavier than Mount Tai. However, the disciples often want to stay on this Kunlun Mountain, taste tea and nourish their hearts, practice swords with their senior brothers every day, and talk and laugh together. ”

Elder Tianqian shook his head and said, "Then why are you practicing swords?"

Shi Yunyang was silent, and Elder Tianqian said: "Those who practice swords are to hold the sword in their hands and defend the Dao they want to defend. The Tao is in the hearts of people, it is the end of the world, it is the suffering of all beings, it is the warmth of human feelings, and it is what you should do what you want to do. This is the purpose of sword practice. Now that the great god Nuwa has entrusted you with the fate of your life, you can't be passive and slack. Since the sword is forward, it will never be sheathed and returned. ”

Shi Yunyang said: "The disciple knows that he is wrong, and the disciple must remember it." ”

It was late at night, and the Xuanpu Hall had fallen silent. The bright moon came out of the dark clouds again, but it was already hanging in the western sky. The moon is like the sea. The whole of Kunlun was swept into a temporary stillness.

[The bright moon went up to the west building silently, the people were thin, and the shadows were brushing their sleeves. At this time, Hongchen is still closed. A hundred years of life pass in a hurry, taste a few degrees, and the east fence wine.

The lonely city of Kunlun is difficult to look up, sigh the wind and moon, and be sad in autumn. Floors are stacked with green, lying quietly and picking up the star building, drinking thousands of cups and laughing at the sky, after a thousand cups, I don't know how to worry. In the early morning of the next day, in the main hall of Qiankun.

The head of Qingxuan and the elders of each hall all gathered. Both the Kuntang and the Leaver are represented by the disciples. Although there are not many people in the main hall, it is the main force and elite of the Xuanpu Hall, and Shi Yunyang is also called. He was accompanied by elite disciples from various halls.

The head of Qingxuan is still standing on the Taiji stone platform in the center of the main hall. He said, "Elders. In the past year, the Xuanpu Hall has frequently encountered great disasters, and now there are only a few disciples left in each hall. Xiong Zhan, Lei Shi, Shangguan Chengfeng, the three of you come out. ”

The three of them were ordered to walk out from behind each hall and said, "The disciple is here." ”

The head of Qingxuan said, "You are the only three remaining disciples with excellent qualifications in my Xuanpu Hall. Now that Qingyu and Chasing Wind are missing, the burden of this Xuanpu Hall will often fall on the three of you. Thunder stone, bear war. What the two of you have done for Xuanpu Hall, we all see it in our eyes. Cheng Feng has two major responsibilities, the master and the metaphor, and the road is long and obstructive. After our deliberation this time, we decided to send you to the tomb of the back mountain god, so that you can test and grow. This time, the three of you are the team leaders. Each hall has two disciples, a total of eighteen disciples have entered, and I hope that when you come out, there will be another group of elites in the Xuanpu Hall, which will be able to revitalize the sect. ”

The three of them were startled and said, "Houshan God Tomb?"

The head of Qingxuan nodded and said, "You only know that the Houshan God Tomb is a forbidden place for sects, but you don't know what is in it. He stroked his long beard and said, "In the tomb of the god of the back mountain is an ancient enchantment, and what was there in the past is no longer available. But there are benefits in the Tomb Cave Heaven that you can't imagine. The founding patriarch of this faction, Chang Yuan Zhenren, once strayed into the enchantment, and when he came out, he had already advanced to the Skyclave Realm. In the whole world, it is difficult to find opponents. ”

The three of them were overjoyed when they heard this, and immediately bowed and thanked them. Shi Yunyang said: "Master, the disciple has something. ”

The head of Qingxuan said: "What's the matter?"

Shi Yunyang said: "The two friends of the disciple are still waiting for the disciple to return in Gongyue City, and the disciple wants to ask the head of the sect to send someone to take them to the hall. Among them, Ran Tianluo is also known to all the masters, she can be regarded as a great power now, and when she comes, she can be asked to treat Uncle Dikun's injuries. ”

Qingxuan said: "It is reasonable, you can rest assured." At this time, I asked Xu Hua to do it. ”

Shi Yunyang hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, master." ”

The three of you go back and prepare first, and the elders and I will select the disciples who will go to the Divine Tomb. After two hours, you each came to the back mountain.

The three humanitarians: "The disciple obeys." ”

Shi Yunyang walked out of the main hall together with Lei Shi Xiong Zhan and went straight back to his small courtyard. If you talk about cleaning up, there is nothing to clean up, but when you go up the mountain, you just have to pass by the tombs of Feng Ya and Bai Ying. So he went back to his room, and got some jars of good wine, and before he had waited two hours, he had gone up the mountain.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Shi Yunyang had already arrived at Feng Ya's tomb. At this time, there were already two more graves on the mountain behind them. One is covered in snow, while the other is very fresh frozen soil.

Shi Yunyang came to the tomb of the two, sat down cross-legged, and lit the two incense sticks in his hand. He said, "Senior Brother Feng, Senior Sister Bai Ying, Senior Brother has come to see you." Today I brought you the best bamboo leaf green. Give it a try. ”

He opened a jar of wine, sprinkled it on their graves, and drank to himself. He said: "The two of you were always twisting and pinching when you were alive, and you refused to confide in your heart all your life. But it's okay, at least after you die, you can stay together for a long time, and never be separated. Come, this pot of wine is even a senior brother to say hello to you. ”

Shi Yunyang raised his head and drank a whole jar. Even he didn't know. Why does he have such a good amount of alcohol now? It is said that people are most likely to get drunk when they are upset. But Shi Yunyang felt that when he was worried, he would never get drunk. He often wondered if God wanted him to keep this pain in mind, or if he was a man who didn't deserve joy in the first place.

The back mountain of Kunlun is snowing all year round, and Shi Yunyang sits in front of the tomb, talking and laughing at the two tombstones. The wind and snow covered his hair, and many people may find it very strange to look at him, but those who know him can see the infinite desolation in his heart.

Shi Yunyang looked at the sky, and two hours were almost over. Shi Yunyang got up from the graves of the two. He stood for a moment, and for the last time, swept away the snow from the monument of the two. After spilling the last pot of wine in front of the tomb, he walked straight to the tomb of the god.