Chapter 1: Staying Together

Chaos.

Tao said: Chaos gives birth to yin and yang, and eventually becomes a thousand worlds.

And the blend of yin and yang, returning to chaos, but what kind of world is it?

The Buddha said that cause and effect follow badly, and good and evil eventually have roots. But who can say clearly, when was the cause of the fall of Fuximen on this day, how was it planted, how was it obtained, and where was the root cause of all this?

It's just creation.

......

Snow.

The battle of Fuxi Mountain, in this snow, completely ended.

The Fuxi Sect people who stayed behind in Luoyan Peak, as well as the people from various sects in the Central Plains, almost all died, mixed with the same number of dark and dark people, and the corpses were all over Luoyan Peak, filled with gunsmoke and blood. The few survivors stood a little dazed among the ruins, lamenting in vain.

Just watching, the heavy snow covered all this in the vastness.

Attributed to it, the way of heaven runs mercilessly.

On the sword platform, Dong Xuzi was indifferent and fell to the immortals. And beside him, several people stood still, but they looked at the scene on the top of the peak, and were silent for a long time.

Shangguan Yao, Ye Qiuqi, Liu Shenyan, and Luo Wolf who came with Luo Ye's order.

All of them, silent.

Silence......

In the snow, under the blurry moon, Qin Chuan hugged Mu Zihan's gradually cold body, his eyes were empty, as if he had been lost, and he completely sank. They knew that all along, the most difficult obsession in Qin Chuan's heart was this Mu Zihan, who had never been with him since the separation of Jiyunguan.

If it weren't for Mu Zihan, Qin Chuan would not have risen and fallen to Yanfeng;

If it weren't for Mu Zihan, Qin Chuan would not be separated from Shangguan Yao in that Yun Mengze;

If it weren't for Mu Zihan, Qin Chuan would not be in the Confucian Tomb, breaking off with the master and being the enemy of the world;

If it weren't for Mu Zihan, Qin Chuan would not have become what he is now. She died, and he fell into the place of no return, cut off the fate of the earth, and even the other obsessions in his heart disappeared with him.

Apathy.

Perhaps, this is the great sorrow of the world.

Perhaps, this is the greatest catastrophe in the world.

Heavenly Tribulation!

......

It's like a dream.

It's still snowing like this, and I don't even know it's cold.

In an abandoned old house in the south of Jingzhou City, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was struggling to pick up a five or six-year-old boy and carry him into the house with great difficulty. She wanted to let go for a moment and close the door under the howling cold wind, but she gave up on this plan because of the murmur of the boy in her arms.

The dilapidated door creaked in the wind.

"Sister Zihan. ”

The boy had been in a daze, his red cheeks were still so hot in the snowy moon. Since the catastrophe of that night, Ogawa has contracted a serious illness that has not been cured for a long time.

He thought it was the last moment of his life.

"Xiaochuan, my sister is here, my sister is not leaving. ”

The woman called "Zihan" hugged Xiaochuan tightly, but she realized more and more that Xiaochuan's body was getting hotter and hotter. She didn't know that a sick fever could burn so much.

...... Is this really a fever?

However, after Zihan hugged Xiao Chuan tightly, Xiao Chuan pushed weakly, trying to pull Zi Han away from his side. Although he was a little reluctant, he knew that he was about to die. He was a beggar who had fled, and perhaps he should have ended his life in the plague of the Northern Plains.

When he met Zihan, he was already satisfied.

The only regret may be that I didn't remember the agreement of the City God Temple.

"Sister, let's go, don't worry about me. ”

"Nonsense! Since my sister picked you up, how could she abandon you. ”

Zihan snorted and said, only to find out that Xiaochuan had fallen asleep in her arms. Zihan smiled, but after a moment, a little worried look appeared.

She knew that if this continued, maybe Xiaochuan would really die.

Thinking, slowly, she put Xiaochuan on the grass pile and gently walked out of the house. Closing the door, the cold wind that greeted her couldn't stop hitting her face, but it couldn't stop her steps.

In the snow, leave a row of footprints.

and it was covered with heavy snow.

......

The heavy snow in Fuxi Mountain has not stopped for three days.

Because of such a sinister weather, the mess of Luoyan Peak has not yet been cleaned up, and many disciples who have returned from learning the news can only look at the heavy snow and cover everything under the snow.

Naoruo, a funeral.

Scripture Pavilion.

The whole attic was half burned by the fire, the bricks and tiles were flying, and the books and classics in the pavilion were also scattered all over the ground, and no one cleaned them up. Shangguan Yao stood in this attic, and the open-air door beam on one side was brick and wood, but it was able to shelter her from the wind and snow. I saw a white dress, fluttering in the wind, as if taking away my thoughts.

Since Mu Zihan's death, Qin Chuan has been sinking for three days.

At the top of the Falling Goose Peak, he hugged Mu Zihan's body tightly, preventing it from being contaminated with a piece of wind and snow. And his whole body has almost been covered with snow, like a sculpture, and he has not moved for a long time.

In addition, the violent and cruel demonic aura has also been enveloping the entire mountaintop.

For three days, no one dared to come close!

"Senior sister!"

Suddenly, a call interrupted Shangguan Yao's contemplation. But it was Tang Sixian who came from the snow and walked in front of Shangguan Yao, only to hear that he was quite angry, and even more helpless:

"Then Qin Chuan suddenly came down the mountain and occupied the Pure Yang Palace. My Taoist holy land, how can I allow others to defile it, so a few of our mountain guards tried to drive him out, but they were all killed by him. The real person in charge of the sect is closed in the Lingyun Pavilion at the moment, and we don't dare to disturb it, so we want to ask the senior sister to preside over justice for us......"

"Shut up!"

Shangguan Yao scolded and interrupted Tang Sixian.

Shangguan Yao didn't look at Tang Sixian's flushed face at the moment, only staring at the scattered classics. After a moment of silence, he said flatly:

"You go and report to the master first, and I'll come later. ”

"Yes. ”

Tang Sixian responded, just after being scolded by his senior sister, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly left the pavilion.

However, then Shangguan Yao suddenly bowed down and picked up an old book. It's not a Taoist classic, it's just a list of some records of Jiyun Temple, and a few pages were torn apart by the wind.

happened to be revealed, the name of Daoist Xu.

......

After the heavy snowfall, the weather in Jingzhou ushered in sunny weather.

Suburban trails.

"Sister Zihan, do you really want to go to Tongzhou to cultivate?"

Xiao Chuan was pulled by Zihan and walked on the shade of the trees. His serious illness had been completely cured on the day of the beginning of spring, and at the beginning of spring, he had first recovered from his serious illness, but he heard the news of Zihan.

"Hmm. ”

Zihan answered, turned around and looked at Xiaochuan a few times:

"At that time, I went out to seek medical treatment for you, and I asked many people, but they didn't want to brave the snow to go to the doctor, only Xu Tianshi in the north of the city saw that we were pitiful, so he responded. Your illness is what he has cured you for. You should be polite when I take you to see the Celestial Master this time, and if you can ask him to take you with me, then it would be the best. ”

"Oh. ”

Xiao Chuan responded quite obediently and said no more.

After walking for a long time, I have already seen an old Taoist priest waiting in a pavilion in the bamboo forest in the north of the city. Xiao Chuan originally thought that these Heavenly Masters and the like were all engaged in deceptive things, no different from him begging.

But this time, since the other party took care of his illness and Zi Han's advice, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he was only led by Zi Han and walked to the front of Xu Tianshi together, kneeling on the ground and bowing three times.

Despite this, Xiao Chuan still didn't like this Xu Tianshi very much.

"What?!"

After only hearing Zihan's pleading, Xu Laodao's voice snorted sharply, and then scolded with a big grin, "What about you and my Jiyun Temple is the good hall of the Fanyin Temple?" I took you to practice, but I saw that you have good bones and good morals, but take him there, who will bear the burden of eating every day?!"

"I don't want to go yet. ”

At this time, Xiao Chuan sat alone on the bluestone in the bamboo forest, looking at Xu Laodao scolding his sister Zihan from a distance, and couldn't help muttering. Of course, I didn't dare to let them hear it, but I was very unhappy in my heart.

For some reason, in Xiaochuan's heart, he didn't like that uniform very much.

Also, that breath that made him uncomfortable.

At this time, he couldn't say or understand what it was.

It's been a long time.

Xiao Chuan has been sitting quietly in the forest, watching the wind rustle the bamboo leaves, accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, he likes it very much. Compared with the cultivation that Zihan said, he felt that such a leisurely life was what he wanted most. I heard what they said from afar before, and Xiao Chuan had heard it before, and everyone who circulated it was yearning. Of course, Ogawa still felt that it was a deception.

...... Just like the current Xu Lao Dao.

"Then it's decided! It's okay to take that kid there, and you won't be able to live there, but I will only give you a share of what you eat in Jiyunguan during this period, whether he is dead or alive, you can figure it out yourself. ”

Xu Laodao's another sharp scolding reached Xiao Chuan's ears.

Ogawa held his head high.

I saw Zi Han standing in place and bowing and thanking him repeatedly, and after Xu Laodao agreed on the departure date, he continued to scold and swagger under the guise of fortune-telling and fortune-telling.

"Sister, why are we going to cultivate?"

At sunset, Xiao Chuan still let Zihan lead him and walked towards their hut together.

"Because, my father used to be a cultivator, and then he died for some reason. ”

Zihan replied lightly, as if remembering the sad past, and his mood was a little low. Of course, she still didn't understand why, overnight, everything she had was gone. She only thought that she would also follow the path that her father had walked, and maybe she would be able to know what happened back then.

And the gate of monasticism, the most famous, is this Fuxi Gate.

"Sister Zihan......"

Seeing that Zi Han was suddenly stunned, Xiao Chuan also sensibly stopped asking questions, but was still tightly pulled by Zi Han, feeling the warmth that kept coming from his palm, and it reached his originally cold heart.

"Sister, I know that you have to suffer a lot if you take me to Tongzhou. When I grow up, I will repay you, and in this life and this life, as long as I have the ability, I will not let you suffer any more hardship. ”

Xiao Chuan said suddenly.

Hearing this, Zihan paused slightly, looking at Xiao Chuan's determined expression at the moment.

Immediately, he smiled lightly.

So sweet!