Chapter 3: The Prophet

Jiyun Temple is a few miles to the north.

At the foot of a certain mountain on the edge of the Fuxi Mountains, there is a lonely grave.

"This is the tomb of Daoist Xu. ”

Under the personal leadership of an elder, Ye Qiuqi came to this tomb. He had also heard of Xu Lao Dao back then, he was a little-known old Taoist priest in Jiyun Temple, who was a disciple of Fuximen, and often traveled to make money by telling fortunes and solving hexagrams, and was tricky for others, and was famous for his stinky temper in this purple city.

Of course, it is unknown whether the so-called fortune-telling and divination is a deceptive deception.

However, two years before Ye Qiuqi entered the Jiyun Temple to practice, this person had already died of immortality and was buried here in accordance with his will. In the Purple City, there are still a lot of jokes left, and he is a man of the hour.

At a glance, this tomb is built near the mountain, but it has excellent feng shui.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Qiuqi was slightly suspicious, but said, "A place at the foot of this mountain is the root of the spiritual veins of Fuxi Mountain, and the master has never allowed the construction of a mausoleum, so how did Daoist Xu get permission to be buried here?"

"This ...... I don't know. ”

When the elder heard this, he was also slightly puzzled, "But it is rumored that the old master came at that time and personally watched the burial, and none of us dared to object, and no one on Luoyan Peak has ever come down to question." ”

“......”

Immediately, Ye Qiuqi condensed and looked towards the tomb.

However, immediately afterward, there was a slight shock:

It's an empty tomb!

......

The door of Fuxi's monasticism, above the funeral, has always been simple.

The news of the death of Old Dao Immortal Xu had not yet spread throughout Purple City, and he was buried at the foot of this mountain. It was a clear day, the twilight rain was falling, and the sky was shrouded in a haze, and nothing could be seen.

Vaguely, I could only see the two of them mourning in front of the tomb.

"Maybe it's not Master Xu, we're still begging in that Jingzhou city. ”

Zihan stood in front of the tomb and said to himself lightly. Now she has already been mature and generous, because of her exquisite cultivation and excellent moral character, she is already well-known in this purple city, and the masters on Luoyan Peak also know her name. But compared to her, Xiaochuan hasn't changed much.

Although he has grown to the same age as Zihan back then, and now he is the same height as Zihan, he is still taciturn and withdrawn. At this moment, he knelt in front of the tomb, and once again, bowed to Xu Lao Dao three times.

He still didn't like the old Taoist priest.

But he also understands that this Xu Lao Dao is kind to him, and these three bows are deserved.

The grievances are clear.

Perhaps from this time, Ogawa already knew.

"Let's go back. ”

With Zi Han's whisper, in the hazy drizzle, the two of them held the umbrella together and slowly returned to Jiyun Temple. This scene seems to be exactly the same as on the forest path on the outskirts of Jingzhou that year.

...... It has never changed!

After the two left, two other people appeared in the rain.

"You took him on this path, but what you said about the way of heaven?"

The drizzle was drizzling, and I saw the people of Jiyun Dao standing on a hill somewhere outside the lonely grave.

Looking at the face, the majestic mountains of Fuxi Mountain in the rain curtain are full of aura, like the convergence of hundreds of rivers, but they all seem to converge at a point in front of you. And that lonely tomb happened to stand here, blocking the spiritual veins so that they would not leak out at all. Compared with before, Fuxi Mountain at this moment is like a warm cradle.

It is bound to cultivate countless amazing and brilliant talents.

The Past and the Present!

"I don't know. ”

After a long time, there was a short sigh and answered the people of Jiyun Dao.

But I saw that beside Jiyun Daoren, a majestic back stood side by side with him. Still looking at the majestic mountains, but the difference is that he also saw the vast sky above the mountains.

After a while, he said to himself:

"I realized the rules of this heavenly way, and I saw things farther. I don't know how the Heavenly Way will be arranged, but under this rule, I must arrange for other people to respond to the Heavenly Dao. ”

"I can't see the future yet. ”

"You'll see. ”

......

"Mu Zihan was brought into my view by Daoist Xu when he was fourteen years old, and later he was promoted by the late Elder Ming, won the general election for further study, and in the same year, Chongyang went to Luoyan Peak to practice. Merely...... Who would have thought that she who should have become an outstanding person in my Fuxi family would have those things that happened later. ”

"What about Qin Chuan?"

In the warehouse where Jiyunguan resides in the archives, Ye Qiuqi had a long talk with a deacon elder. The two cups of tea on the table had become extremely cold at some point, and no one took a sip.

"Qin Chuan's matter is quite interesting. ”

Hearing Ye Qiuqi ask again, the elder suddenly laughed, but soon, it was also replaced by a touch of amazement:

He entered the meditation with Mu Zihan. Earlier, due to Daoist Xu's trickery, he seemed to be very disliked for this child, and he had always been called a 'little disaster star', and at the same time, he also deducted the rations and things that should have been distributed to Qin Chuan from the treasury...... As for whether he took it for himself, there is no evidence. ”

"But even so, that little calamity star has no worries about food and clothing, just because his senior sister Zihan has to prepare food and clothing for him while practicing hard. I only learned about this later. ”

After that incident, Qin Chuan was still withdrawn, and there were incidents of fighting with others for her senior sister from time to time, and she did not change her teachings, because if she wanted to keep Mu Zihan as a genius, the elders had no way to take him. But what is surprising is that since Mu Zihan went up the mountain, Qin Chuan seemed to be a different person overnight. ”

"It's really only overnight, and Elder Ming discussed this matter with me several times before his death. ”

The elder said carefully, to this day, there is still a bit of wonder on his face.

...... Unthinkable!

After that night, Qin Chuan, in public, alchemy shocked the entire Jiyun Temple, and within a few months, he broke through the refining of qi to return to his spirits, and he had to be appreciated by Jingxuzi for the introductory cultivation, the reputation of the Wuji Dao would be revealed, and Yun Mengze would fight against the name of the Demon Dao Zhengfuxi...... These are all known to Ye Qiuqi, and even, until later, until now......

Everyone thought that Qin Chuan was starting to be angry because of Mu Zihan's departure.

But, is that really the case?

......

Night.

The Jiyun Temple, which has just experienced the grand event, seems extremely quiet.

The annual Luoyan Peak further study election has just come to an end, but a few families are happy and a few are sad. The winner is complacent, looking forward to everything on the Falling Goose Peak, and the loser is also hanging from the beam and still does not give up.

A few lights are always bright, and they have a magnificent appearance.

in the house.

"Xiaochuan, senior sister will follow the senior brothers to go up and down the Yan Peak tomorrow to practice. You stay in the meditation for the time being, but you have to cultivate hard, don't be lazy, and the senior sister will be waiting for you on the Luoyan Peak next year. ”

Zihan cleaned up the house for Xiaochuan for the last time in the house, and when he said these words, he also had indescribable sadness in his heart. If it weren't for her obsession, how could she be willing to leave this dependent brother.

...... Perhaps, their emotions are no longer sisters and brothers.

In the Jingzhou City God Temple, she picked him up, and shared weal and woe until she came to this Jiyun Temple, which has been a few years. Today's Zihan is generous, and there is no shortage of excellent men behind her, but every time she is with them, she can always think of the scene where Xiaochuan fights with someone for her.

She often remembered the oath made by the young Xiaochuan outside Jingzhou City at that time:

This life, this life.

And she has never been on leave.

"I see. ”

Xiao Chuan sat on the bed, leaning closely against the Dao Ancestor exit diagram behind him, when he answered this sentence, he gritted his teeth faintly, no matter how great the pain was, he would never let Zi Han see it.

Since he grew up, he has never been "sick" again.

...... At least, he didn't let Zihan know.

"Xiao Chuan, this is the Jingqi Pill that Senior Sister begged for, it is beneficial to your cultivation, you don't have to be greedy for fun in the future, remember to practice hard, and only then will you have the opportunity to go up and fall to Yanfeng and get together with Senior Sister in the future......;

"Senior sister, go ahead, don't worry about me. ”

Xiao Chuan interrupted Zihan's words, and again, bit his lip.

“......”

This time, Zihan didn't say anything more.

She seems to have just discovered that Xiao Chuan, who followed her everywhere she went, had grown up unconsciously. After a long time, she smiled, left Xiao Chuan with a smile, got up and pushed open the door, and disappeared into the moonlight. If she could know, this would be the last smile she would give to Xiaochuan in her life.

...... Perhaps, will she open that door again?

"Senior sister, wait for me ......"

When Zihan left, a whisper came out of Xiao Chuan's mouth.

However, at this moment, he was sweating profusely and rolling down his forehead, his ten fingers clutching the wall, and his nails were embedded in the wall mud. He didn't know that because of the emotions in his heart, he once again touched the demons in his heart.

The incomparably painful pain spread throughout the body.

Struggling, twisting, but not letting out a single wail.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, the door was pushed open by someone else.

Xiao Chuan raised his head suddenly, and his eyes covered with sweaty hair saw the man who entered the door. But it was a thin light gauze white shirt, floating out of the dust, with an easy-going and light atmosphere, and only quietly looked at the painful Xiaochuan on the couch. At this moment, Xiao Chuan's mind actually had a bit of a sense of déjà vu.

"Ah......h

Finally, a howl erupted from his mouth.

But it was a splitting headache that hit his brain in an instant. The scenes that seemed to have been forgotten for a long time seemed to emerge slowly, but they were not so clear.

and the pain from the dantian tormented him together.

Like, endlessly!

"Bang!"

Finally, Xiao Chuan's eyes were black, and he completely collapsed on the couch, unconscious.

"Hoo ......"

At this time, the man let out a long sigh, slowly walked to the bed, and said inexplicably, "I'll let you see first, if you don't change your fate, if you are willing to accept such a result." ”

As he spoke, he saw Xiao Chuan, who was in a coma, gradually getting rid of the intrusion of pain and falling into a deep sleep. As the slumber passed, it was as if I had a long, long dream, and his face was sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes hideous, sometimes sad, and finally fell into endless pain again.

No matter how much you struggle, you can't get rid of it at all!

Above the sky, the purple stars flickered, and a touch of red light flashed. The seven stars are aligned, the vision of heaven and earth, and with the departure of the man, it is completely calm. Left, Xiaochuan lay on the couch, sweating profusely.

It seems that overnight, what a magnificent life experience!