Ancient mortal love,

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Come in the clouds, go in the fog.

Where is the home?

People laugh at me for being crazy,

The wine is full of wealth.

I laugh at others for being too stupid,

Only love Hongchen, not immortals.

Red dust, red dust.

I wake up the people drunk,

How can the smell of wine be as good as the fragrance of dreams!

The smoke is tired of twilight, the sunset reflects the afterglow, and a ballad, with a touch of sadness, with a touch of seeing, sounded on the ancient road in the mountains.

Although it is only a few short sentences, under the thick baritone of the gray-clothed man, it makes people sigh at the prosperity of the floating world, and in the blink of an eye, it is like the sun setting in the west, leaving a wisp of afterglow, which will only increase the sadness.

The man in gray was the fortune teller who came down from Lingshan before, only to see his body swaying, and walked to the mountain road straight away from the forest, but the leisurely footsteps stopped, and the song also stopped, and there was less sound around, but there was a sudden silence, only to hear him not turning, and said: "Your Excellency, followed me all the way, dare to ask what is the matter?"

The wind in the forest has picked up the corners of everyone's clothes.

There was silence behind him, and no one answered, as if a fortune teller was talking to himself. It's just that the fortune teller said: "Your Excellency has a deep cultivation, and you must have followed it for a long time, please show up and see it." ”

There is still no answer behind him, and those who don't know may think that the fortune teller is too suspicious or misjudged, but the fortune teller frowned slightly, turned to look at the dense forest behind him, this person has a deep practice, and he didn't see it until he was close, and he was afraid that it was rare in the world, but it seemed that there was no malice, and he didn't see the slightest murderous aura, but he just followed himself from afar.

The fortune teller stood for a moment, saw that the person behind him had no intention of showing up, smiled slightly, and said, "Since Your Excellency has no intention of meeting, let's just do it here." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, his ears moved, and the sound of his feet breaking dead branches came behind him.

The fortune teller turned around again, but saw a person standing faintly in the shadow of the dense forest, but his body was almost faintly integrated with the shade of the tree, and it would be difficult to detect it if it were not for the voice of Fang Cai.

The man didn't see his face, but his eyes were as bright as the stars, and the fortune teller was shocked in his heart. I don't know what kind of changes this person has undergone, such eyes, alive, but dead, at a glance, you will know that there is nothing in this world to make him nostalgic, but what is it, what is it, so that he still breathes the sad breath of this world?

"Ghost operator!" a slightly hoarse and low male voice came from the figure.

The fortune teller was shocked, woke up from his surprise, and said, "Who is Your Excellency?

The man was silent, and after a while, he didn't answer, but said, "I'm just a passerby, I know that you can count the past and the present, and when I see you today, I just want to ask you about something." ”

The fortune teller, that is, the ghost operator in the mouth was stunned, thinking about the identity of the other party in his heart, is it not an old monster who has not been born for a long time, but he said: "I don't know what it is?"

The man was silent again, as if after thinking about it, and as if recalling the past, he said word by word: "Some time ago, you read palmistry for a young man, but you kept silent about his future. I, I want to know the silent words. ”

The ghost operator raised his eyes and looked at the other party, but the corner of his eyes stopped on the spiritual mountain, and said, "Who is Your Excellency, and what does it have to do with the wind?"

The man was quiet for a moment, sighed suddenly, and said, "I'm just a sad person, ghost operator, how can you not know about sad people?"

The ghost operator was stunned, and suddenly sighed for no reason, and said: "Okay, this Daoist brother, I saw the young man's palmistry the day before yesterday, which is the most difficult 'chaotic phase' in my generation......

Before the ghost operator finished speaking, he only heard the man's tone turn urgently, obviously his heart fluctuated, and said, "Maybe change?"

The ghost operator glanced at the other party and said, "I just said that the 'chaotic phase' is the most difficult phase to determine, because it is not like an ordinary lifeline, and it can be found. I have never seen it in my life, even my master, and I have only seen it from the classics. However, with my years of experience, if this 'chaotic phase' wants to change, I am afraid that external forces cannot be added, and the key lies in the person himself. ”

The man was obviously stunned and asked, "What's the explanation?"

The ghost operator said lightly: "This Taoist brother, Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect, Taoism pursues the way of heaven, this karma, the cycle of heaven is all in it, forgive me for being shallow in my knowledge, and I know that it is only like this." ”

The man was silent again, and after a few breaths, a faint sad whisper came from the air, and said, "Thank you!"

The ghost operator was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was leaving, but somehow, he said loudly: "Your Excellency is leaving?"

The man seemed to have turned around, but there was a "rustle" of dead branches and leaves under his feet, and he said softly, "Ghost operator, your heart is not here, how can you be a person here." ”

The ghost operator was stunned, and the forest was silent, except for a few low sounds of insects and birds.

There is a wind, blowing, stirring up anyone's hearts to float.

The ghost operator turned around, his heart moved, and his eyes stayed on the main peak of Lingshan Mountain, which was like a sword piercing the sky.

A remnant lamp, dragging several figures out of the painted white sand wall. In a living room in the small residence of Jielu, there are three people sitting in the thick quilt, who are the hosts of the three major factions of the Lingshan gathering.

"Master Fakong, how are the injuries on your body?" asked Shen Luoyan.

"Amitabha, thank you Lord Shen Feng for your concern, the poor monk is no longer in trouble. Speaking of this, the monk Fakong sighed and said: "A hundred years ago, the bitter head was subordinated to my master, and he wanted to bring him back to Fanming Temple to be ordained, but he begged bitterly to let him go, hoping that he could reform himself, but now he is getting worse. The poor monk is incompetent, and I am afraid that he will not be able to fulfill the master's last wish. ”

Shen Luoyan snorted and said, "Such wicked people will be punished with evil retribution, and the master doesn't need to blame himself too much." ”

Master Qingyi continued: "The Demon Sect has been silent for a hundred years, and now it is alive again, and from the perspective of the day, there seems to be an alliance between the several major factions of the Demon Sect, which is no different from a hundred years ago, so it must be guarded against. ”

"That's exactly what I've asked you to come to meet tonight. Shen Luoyan said: "It is said that the Demon Sect came prepared, the purpose is to forcibly take the 'Ask Spirit', there will be a fight, but it is so easy to retreat, Yu Li is really unreasonable, I don't know if Master Fakong and Master Qingyi have a clue?"

Qingyi said: "That's true, according to the report of my disciples, although the disciples who patrol the mountains have been poisoned by the Demon Sect, they have only been hit by the poisonous smoke of the Demon Sect and passed out, and their lives are unhindered, which is inconsistent with the fact that the Demon Sect has always practiced. I thought about it, I was afraid that the Demon Sect had some scruples about us, or that it didn't want to cause a large-scale war. ”

"Amitabha!" Master Fakong shouted the Buddha's name and said, "In any case, the Demon Sect will be born in a big way, and there will be a plan, and this world will be peaceful for a hundred years, I am afraid it will be difficult from now on." ”

Shen Luoyan stood up and said: "This is a big matter, we can't be underestimated, two, Luoyan will leave, go back to the door to report this matter to the master, and ask him to decide." ”

Master Qingyi let out a light "oh", stood up and said, "Lord Shen Feng is leaving at night?"

Shen Luoyan nodded and said, "To deal with the Demon Sect, it is better to deal with it sooner rather than later." The two, Luo Yan said goodbye. After giving the salute, he wanted to open the door and leave, but suddenly he turned to Qingyi and said, "Master Qingyi, the disciples under the Heavenly Peak in my sect have not yet sobered up......

Master Qingyi nodded and said, "Lord Shen Feng can rest assured, when he wakes up, I will arrange for my disciples to escort him back to the Heavenly Mountain." ”

Shen Luoyan replied: "In this way, there will be a labor teacher." After saying that, he didn't stop any longer, opened the door and walked out. The disciples outside the door had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw the peak master coming out, they followed him and left in a hurry.

Master Qingyi watched Shen Luoyan leave, and suddenly turned to Master Fakong and said, "Master Fakong, in addition to the matter of the Demon Sect today, there is still that 'Ask the Spirit' spirit stone. For thousands of years, the weaker the ancestral seal, the less I am afraid that the Lingshan gathering will be the main reason for the appearance of the demon spirit this time, alas, it is finally in response to the words of the ancestor. Fortunately, it is the town of 'Fulu Grass', otherwise it will be escaped by the demon spirit, and Shenzhou may become purgatory again. ”

After hearing this, Master Fakong lowered his head and shouted a Buddha horn, and said: "Back then, the ancestors used supreme mana to suppress the spirit of the demon general, and after thousands of years of purification of heaven and earth, the demon spirit was gradually dissolved. It's just that the demon spirit is dead and not stiff, and it can still do evil, thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, and pass down the 'Fulu grass' to suppress the demon. Today, Lingshan is disturbed by the Demon Sect, and seeing the Demon Spirit, under such an evil omen, the poor monk is worried that there will be no peaceful day in the world in the future. ”

Master Qingyi sighed lightly, and was about to discuss with Master Fakong about "asking the spirit" spirit stone, but there was a knock on the door behind him.

Luo Xiaosang's whole body was cold, and the lingering nightmare still made him feel like he had fallen into the Nine Secluded Mansions, and he struggled to wake up, but he was tear-stained.

The black circle in his hand came with a burst of warmth at the right time, and it instantly traveled all over the body, like the gentle care of the lover, warm as a spring breeze.

Luo Xiaosang looked at this black circle that he loved and hated, and felt really complicated in his heart. Suddenly, he sighed in his heart, he now has nothing, even if he is unwilling in a thousand ways, it is difficult to give up. Recalling the overwhelming evil black gas during the day, Luo Xiaosang is not a fool (although he was called a fool by someone), and it is not the first time he has met him.

On the day of the burial of the dragon pool, it is the black circle of the demon spirit, awakening the remnants of the demon spirit suppressed by the purple yarn, and now on the Lingshan venue, the voice that echoes the black circle in the hand is the same as the side of the burial dragon pool, and the "ask the spirit" spirit stone, it must be the remnants of the demon spirit in the world.

His mind was taken away by the black circle, and he didn't know that the remnants of the demon spirit could escape, if so, he was a sinner of the creatures of this land of God.

As soon as he thought about it, Luo Xiaosang turned over and got up, but found that he was lying on top of a rockfall, and there was nothing else in the room except a table, a chair, and a cup of tea.

The door was closed, but the window was hidden, and a silver-white moonlight was falling through the crack in the window.

Luo Xiaosang was anxious, walked to the window and pushed open the window, only to see a crescent moon in the sky, and a few small trees in the small courtyard outside the window stretched their figures in the moonlight. Looking at the walls and tiles of this courtyard, is he still in the spiritual mountain?

At this moment, the black circle in Luo Xiaosang's hand suddenly made a small "ding" sound.