Lingshan, located in the northwest and west of the Shenzhou continent, covers an area of not wide, the mountain range only stretches for more than 300 miles, the majestic is not as good as the Tianshan Mountain, the Lingxiu is not as good as the Foxiang Mountain, but in the northwest of Shenzhou, it is a standout, tall and straight, like a sword piercing the sky, separating the northwest desert from the plains of the Central Plains. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lingshan is so high that it is difficult for birds to cross, but it is a sacred mountain in the eyes of the farming people in Shannan and the nomads in Shanbei, because Lingshan is a holy place worshiped by Buddhists and Taoists.

Legend has it that before the war between the gods and demons, the ancestors of Buddhism and Taoism were the brothers of a ranger on Lingshan.

The two of them come from the same one, and there are always some similarities in their views on all things in the world, and if they can learn from each other's strengths, I am afraid that it will be of great benefit to the way to become gods. So he made a covenant with Lingshan, and the disciples of later generations, every fifty years, gathered in Lingshan to discuss the way of heaven. The implication is very obvious, although it is a different path, I hope to return together.

The intention of the ancestors of Buddhism and Taoism was to be beautiful, but they had no choice but to underestimate the weakness of human nature. After the first few Lingshan gatherings, due to natural and man-made disasters, wars with the Demon Sect, mutual suspicion, and so on, the Lingshan gatherings were stopped for a while.

If you want to talk about the reopening of the Lingshan gathering, you have to thank the twenty-second generation head of the Chaos Heavenly Gate. At that time, it was he who led the Tianyi Gate and gave full support, and the head of Fanming Temple and Qingxuguan at that time was also an enlightened person, so that the Lingshan gathering was reopened, and the two families of Buddhism and Taoism sought common ground while reserving differences, and discussed the way of heaven together.

It is said that Luo Xiaosang left the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves and went to Lingshan with Tiancong and Diming. Everyone sacrificed the magic weapon, and in less than two days, they had already arrived at the next town at the southern foot of Lingshan. After discussing it, because it was getting late, they decided to go to the town inn to stay overnight, rest for a while, and then enter the mountains when the grand event began.

The innkeeper is a Taoist hermit, and since he is a person who is practicing in the world while taking care of everything due to his limited qualifications, he is familiar with Tiancong and Mingming, and he inquired that someone in the Heavenly Gate had indeed come and had entered the mountain.

I don't know who is here on behalf of the Heavenly Gate, and the disciples in the gate can recognize it. Luo Xiaosang remembered that he would be able to see his fellow disciples and brothers in the near future, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot.

Who knew that at night, Tiancong knocked on the door of Luo Xiaosang's room, saying that he had received a spiritual letter from the disciple in the door, and he wanted to enter the spiritual mountain first.

Tiancong handed Luo Xiaosang a wooden plaque, which represented the Taoist Tai Chi Bagua seal, saying that the Lingshan Festival was a grand event of Buddhism and Taoism, and in order to prevent the destruction of the Demon Sect, disciples of other sects were not allowed to enter without invitation. Although Luo Xiaosang is a disciple of Zhutian Gate, he is not among the invitees, and now he wants to go alone, since he has to have the wooden cards issued by the two Taoist Buddhas.

Luo Xiaosang thought to himself that this was similar to the three factions discussion conference held in his own sect before, and it was reasonable to make trouble for the Demon Prevention Sect. So he made a clear contact method with Tiancong and decided to contact him tomorrow, and said goodbye to him for the time being.

After Tiancong left, Luo Xiaosang tossed and turned in the room and couldn't sleep, and the rainy weather in the afternoon made the room even more boring. Luo Xiaosang opened the door and walked out.

The courtyard of the inn is empty, even some grass and trees are owed, Luo Xiaosang frowned, he has traveled so far, and he has lived in a few inns, even if it is far away in the cold place of the northern region, all flowers and plants are planted in the courtyard of the inn to relieve the feelings of travelers. But I don't know why this place is empty, which makes people stand in it, adding to the loneliness.

Luo Xiaosang walked for a while, not only could not relieve the boredom in his heart, but also added to the sense of loneliness, turned around and wanted to go back to the room to sleep, suddenly heard the sound of "huhu" breaking the sky in the air, Luo Xiaosang was stunned, and then smiled slightly.

It was Bai Yu who gently landed on Luo Xiaosang's shoulder, gently stroking his hair with his beak, and pouring out the feelings of separation these days. Luo Xiaosang's heart warmed, and he held Bai Yu in his arms with his backhand, and gently stroked its feathers, such a lonely and lonely night, only you can never leave me, by my side.

Bai Yu snorted softly, as if he was saying that he was not afraid, with me, it made Luo Xiaosang smile again.

Suddenly, Bai Yu's hard claws touched a hard object on his chest, Luo Xiaosang was stunned, put Bai Yu on his shoulder, and in its strange eyes, took out an object from his arms, no, it should be said that it was two things.

It was, a sword-shaped hairpin with a wisp of black silk entwined.

Luo Xiaosang was stunned, and seemed to see the woman in white again, turning around and throwing herself into the arms of the person she was waiting for, and her gentle and gentle voice seemed to echo in her ears, "Life can't get together, death should be the same hole."

Who said that ghosts are ruthless? This woman in white has a deep affection for her lover, and in the end, she is afraid that the demon corpse will harm the world, and would rather her soul be scattered, and that's all, I am afraid that she is far stronger than the living person.

Teachers and disciples are all taught in the right way, ghosts and monsters harm people, and they must be eliminated when encountered, which may not be all right. Yourself, you can't do it anyway.

Luo Xiaosang was shocked in his heart, when did he start to have these rebellious thoughts? He dared to doubt the ancestral teachings that had been passed down for thousands of years in the door, how could he be worthy of the master and the master's teaching since childhood.

Master, where are you?

Luo Xiaosang shook his dizzy head, but in a blink of an eye, he saw a sword-shaped hairpin wrapped around black silk.

This hairpin is weird and tight, Luo Xiaosang has also seen Yi Xuan use hairpins, all of them are exquisitely carved, how can they be carved into such a rigid appearance as a sword, which woman likes this kind of hairpin, but this is a token of love given by the lover to the woman.

Luo Xiaosang took a closer look and found that there was nothing special, but he faintly felt that this was what everyone in Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa was looking for.

At the beginning, the woman in white specially explained that she should not let outsiders, especially those in Tianjian Villa, know, for fear that she had her own reasons. Li resolutely asked that day, he also wanted to say it, but for some reason, he was convinced of what the woman in white said, and unconsciously panicked Li Yiran.

When did you start to learn to lie? Luo Xiaosang sighed slightly, and hid the hairpin and the black silk on his chest.

The white feather on his shoulder whispered, and Luo Xiaosang only felt that his eyes lit up, but it was the moonlight that passed through the clouds, and it was rare to disperse a trace.

When things happen, it is bright, but people's hearts are always difficult to understand.

Luo Xiaosang stood in the courtyard, and for a moment, he was stupid.

I couldn't sleep all night, early the next morning, I originally planned to enter the Lingshan Mountain immediately to meet with Tiancong and Diming, but for no reason I was bored and abnormal, seeing the crowd in the town, as the sun rose more and more lively, Luo Xiaosang stepped out of the inn and walked into the crowd.

People in the world run around all their lives, just to get a mouthful, mediocrity, or to be born, just to die. Luo Xiaosang's mind flashed a sentence that he heard out of nowhere, but he thought in his heart, the world is like this, why is the cultivator?

This is a question that will never be answered. Because since there has been a world of cultivating immortals, no one has ever become a god. Countless questions that have been explored by immortal cultivators but have no answers, how can Luo Xiaosang, a young person who has just stepped into the path of immortal cultivation, think clearly and say clearly.

Luo Xiaosang slapped his forehead, which was a little dizzy, but suddenly he was stunned, the avenue that the town was walking on in front of him was divided into two here, the same crowd was surging, the same shops were lined up, but it led to a different future.

Which path should I choose?

"This little brother, are you thinking about which path you should choose?" and when he was entangled in his heart, he heard an inquiry on the noisy avenue, which was clear in his ears.

Luo Xiaosang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the sound, and saw a small stall set up under a banyan tree on the side of the avenue, and a flag was hung on the side of the stall, which read "One day is counted"; and there was only one table on the stall, and an old man dressed in gray clothes and holding a folding fan sat on the bench behind the table, smiling at himself.

Luo Xiaosang's heart moved, it was not the first time he had come to the streets of the world, and of course he knew that a stall like this was set up by a charlatan who helped people tell fortunes and solve lots. In the past, I mostly passed by with a heart of understanding, although I was also stopped by a fortune teller, but I have never been so moved as I am today.

"Are you talking to me?" Under his mind, Luo Xiaosang walked towards the stall. As soon as I walked to the small stall, I suddenly noticed that the bustling sound on the avenue was greatly reduced, and the fortune teller would choose a place.

The fortune teller stroked the sparse long whiskers on his chin and said, "Exactly, this little brother doesn't seem to be a local, he must have come here from out of town." However, the old decay has been here for many years, even if you first arrive here, you will encounter the road of separation in front of you, and occasionally hesitate, you can quickly choose more. But you, little brother, are struggling to choose to do so, I'm afraid that there is something in my heart, I can't cut it, I keep cutting, and I often suffer from the pain of tossing and turning. ”

Luo Xiaosang's heart was shocked, this fortune teller also saw it very accurately, the things in his heart, don't talk about others, even if he is difficult to reason, it is difficult to care, and occasionally he is like a mountain pressing on the top, so that he can't breathe. I was about to ask carefully, but I remembered that when I traveled with Yi Xuan before, she said that fortune tellers are human spirits, and they can more or less deduce something from your words and deeds.

Thinking that he couldn't sleep all night last night, and now his eyes are red, and his spirit may not be any better, this fortune teller saw it, and he could deduce something, so he said lightly: "Sir, what do you think I should do?"

The fortune teller glanced at Luo Xiaosang, put away the folding fan in his hand, and said: "See a doctor and take medicine, heart disease needs to be a heart medicine, solve the matter in your heart, and your journey will be smooth." ”

Luo Xiaosang smiled bitterly, if the matter in his heart could really be solved as easily as he said, then it would be good. Luo Xiaosang put his hand into his arms, thinking that it was not easy for the world to make ends meet, so he wanted to take out the silver taels and give them to the fortune teller. But he didn't think that the fortune teller stretched out the folding fan in his hand and put it on the hand that Luo Xiaosang stretched into his arms.

Seeing Luo Xiaosang's strange expression, the fortune teller first put away the folding fan, and then smiled: "Little brother, do you think that if I say a few words casually, I can be regarded as answering your question?

Luo Xiaosang was silent, but the look in his eyes was an answer. The fortune teller put his body away, sat up straight in his chair, but his face became solemn, and said, "This way, little brother, I will calculate a hexagram for you today, if you think it is accurate, just promise to do me a favor that you can; What do you think?"

Before Luo Xiaosang could speak, he heard a coquettish voice sound from the side, "Is it true or false?" Then a gust of incense blew. Luo Xiaosang turned his head and saw that a woman in red clothes appeared out of thin air, sitting on the empty chair beside him.