Chapter eighty-one, the inheritance of the three emperors, the spring dream without a trace
Thirty-three days, Huoyun Palace.
"Alas!"
For a long time, in the concern on Xuanyuan's face, Fu Xi sighed, looked up at Xuanyuan and the others, and said: "That person is the reincarnation of the great god of the desolation, and the three of us are all blinded, but today's Dao appearance requires the three of us, but cause and effect." Although he is destined to have three people to be the leader of the three people, the three of us are not destined to be his teachers. β
"This?" Xuanyuan was shocked when he heard this, looking at Fu Xi's non-fake look, but he was a little puzzled, and then wanted to speak, but suddenly remembered some things that Shennong sensed some time ago, but exclaimed: "Won't it be the little guy last time?"
"Hmm. β
When Fu Xi heard this, he nodded, and then sighed and said: "This son is extremely talented, and he has already taken advantage of the great fortune in this life, and the saints have agreed that he will enter the West after the next tribulation." It's a pity that the celestial phenomena have changed dramatically recently, and this son's luck has risen instead of falling, and the heavenly way that was originally destined in the dark has changed, and everything related to this son has become confusing. β
"My brother once said that the three of us and the other three were all touched by this son Yu Ze, wouldn't that be ......" Before Fu Xi finished speaking, Shennong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.
"Yes, yes. Fu Xi saw Shennong's expression, but he guessed what he was thinking in his heart, and nodded slightly.
"Then, since this is the case, he doesn't wait for my disciples, wouldn't it be good for us to only pass on a little bit of Taoism with him?" Xuanyuan thought for a long time, and suddenly asked.
"Definitely. Hearing this, Fu Xi shook his head, and then looked at Xuanyuan, seeing that he was quite unwilling, as if he was regretting that the pawn he had prepared for his disciples had made a wedding dress for others. But he chuckled lightly and said: "This son is extraordinary in this life, if the luck can be described as against the sky, it is the previous manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, he should enter the Western Teaching Assistant, and he is free to achieve the correct Dharma and the golden body and the positive fruit, and his Heavenly Dao karma is no less than the three emperors such as us." Today, the numbers have changed dramatically, and naturally they are even worse. Moreover, in the great change of days, there is great cause and effect, and there is also great fate. We are waiting to make friends with him, but we are fighting for some life for the three of us, and you must know that even saints do not dare to claim immortality. β
"Huh?"
When Xuanyuan and Shennong heard this, they were all shocked, but when they saw their brother's secretive look, they didn't say much, just glanced at each other and sighed in unison.
Even Xuanyuan still felt a little unwilling, but thinking of Fu Xi's words, he also shook his head, just sat down and picked up a cup of tea on the table.
"Buzz!"
In the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, the blood at the corner of the red child's mouth fell on the jade bed, but it rolled into the lines carved on the bed. In an instant, a red light flew out from the jade bed, and all the lines on the bed lit up.
The entire stone chamber is brightly lit, and even the eternal lamps on the wall are instantly discolored.
"What is this?"
The plain girl who was looking at Emperor Xuanyuan in a daze on the side saw this, but she woke up in shock, looking at the golden runes carried in the red light in the sky, but she was puzzled: "The Plain Girl Sutra?"
If the red boy was conscious at the moment, he would definitely be surprised that the golden rune wrapped in the red light under his body turned out to be the "Su Nu Sutra" of Emperor Xuanyuan to become an emperor.
In ancient times, it was said that Emperor Xuanyuan's merit was to fight the world, to determine the foundation of China, and to build a guide car, Cangjie to create words and divide the geography of the world. However, his cultivation was not derived from his apprentice's exposition of Jin Xian Guangchengzi, but by Emperor Meng Haotian and the Jade Emperor of Xuan, Su and Su two daughters, carrying the strange book "Su Nu Sutra" to help him become enlightened.
Therefore, later generations left a good story of "the Yellow Emperor's maiden three thousand and soared", "Zhuangzi" once said: "Three thousand maidens, flying in the day", it is said that the "Su Nu Jing" is a strange book.
At this moment, in the stone room, immeasurable red light burst out from the jade bed under the red child, and there were countless avenue runes, wrapped in the plain girl scriptures and submerged into the red child's body, but it made the plain girl on the side pale.
Su Nu naturally knew the Su Nu Sutra, but at this moment, she looked at the red child on the side with a pale face, and then turned her head to look at the statue of Emperor Xuanyuan on the wall, and said in a lost voice: "It turns out that he is the descendant of Bixia, and the concubine thought that Bixia would pass down the Yuqing Dafa or the Book of War of the Emperor of Heaven, but she didn't expect it to be the Su Nu Sutra." β
βbixiaγ Su Nu looked at the portrait, her eyes were distracted, two lines of tears flowed out of it, and then she smiled slightly: "Su Nu was blessed by Bixia's knowledge, and when she reported today, she became the successor of Bixia." β
After speaking, he knelt down in front of the statue of Xuanyuan, and knocked his head three times in a crisp voice. Standing up, he glanced at Xuanyuan in the portrait with infinite affection, and then turned into a red light and landed on the jade bed.
For a while, the immeasurable red light flickered in the entire stone room, and the endless avenue runes spread and danced, covering everything in the room, and countless yin and yang chaotic qi diffused, even the Great Luo Immortal could not be snooped on.
In a hazy way, the red boy was conscious, but he had a long and wonderful dream. In the dream, a woman with flowing white hair appeared in front of her house, naked opposite her home.
Red Boy felt that the woman's beauty seemed to be only seen in her life, and it must be a fairy in the sky, but why was it so familiar, it seemed that every breath between each other was figured out.
It seems that everything does not need words, and it is possible to communicate quietly with a single look. In a hazy moment, the red boy smelled the fragrance of flowers in the woman's hair, and only felt a faint warmth, indescribable pleasure.
It seems that with this woman, you can forget the sky and the earth, ignore the crossing, ignore the journey to the west outside, and even the unknown fate. The red child is like a prodigal son who has found a harbor, and only by snuggling in the arms of this woman can he sleep peacefully.
I would rather read and write with this woman every day, add fragrance to my red sleeves, thrush with this woman, and watch her work as a female worker. I want to have a bunch of children, and then the family nests together in a shijie that has no quarrel with the world, and lives happily.
Nothing, it seems, is more comforting to the red boy's soul than seeing this woman's smile, and all the items in his shijie have turned into a reflection of this woman. Only such a woman can make the red child arouse her soft intestines, and connect the lingering lovesick rain that is constantly cutting and lingering.
However, why, gradually, the red boy gradually discovered that this woman's face was blurred, and Shicai still painted her thrush, and the temperature on her red lips was still on her fingertips, but why did her face gradually move away. And more women appeared in the dream of the red child, Xiaoqing, Qiuyue, and Hongxing.
Why did the woman's face freeze in the eyes of resentment, something dripped onto the red child's face, why did the woman cry? Is it Xiaoqing? Xiaoqing weishenme wants to cry?
The red boy was puzzled, it seemed that all the memories were broken in an instant, turned into a piece of silent film, and then combined again, the red boy only felt that the warm current was flowing around him, and the river was endless.
Suddenly, I felt that some of the meridians on my body were still aching, and I remembered that my family was seriously injured by Emperor Zhenwu in the battle of Lishan, and I was not angry. But he sighed that Da Luo Jinxian was really powerful, and remembered that when he was a red cloud in his previous life, he was really a nest.
It's really a wonderful dream, the red boy sighed softly in his heart, that woman is Xiaoqing, no matter what, it would be good if it continued. I don't know why, the red boy actually had a faint affection for the woman in the dream, but he was surprised in a haze, this is just a dream.
Because Xiaoqing is learning the Tao in Nuwa Palace, if the woman is Xiaoqing, it can only be a dream......
At this moment, if someone comes here, they will be surprised to find that in the stone room, the pair of good-looking, natural couples and men and women have long been naked and entangled together. But the demeanor of the two of them is solemn, sacred and abnormal, there is not the slightest obscenity, there is a natural charm of the avenue, there is endless chaotic atmosphere, and the yin and yang principles linger around the two.
Finally, three days later, the red light in the stone chamber gradually faded.
The naked plain girl walked down from the jade bed, and then reached out and gently stroked the red child's cheek, looking at the red child's sleeping face, but smiled slightly.
"Ailang. The plain girl called softly, and then rubbed her face next to the red child's face.
"It's just a dream, wake up from the dream, and you still have to marry your Qing'er. The plain girl murmured softly, smiling, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of her eyes, flowing on the plain girl's face like mutton fat and white jade, indescribably demonic.
"Poof!" came a soft sound.
A piece of debris suddenly fell off, and Su Nu was puzzled, reached out to catch it, and then found that her palm was already full of cracks.
"Farewell, Ailang! Actually, the concubine wants to say that the concubine's real name is a plain girl. Su Nu smiled slightly, with infinite tenderness in her eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch it again, but found that she couldn't.
A fine cracking sound sounded, and the body of the plain girl burst into pieces in an instant, turning into a handful of golden dust, falling and drifting away like smoke.
"Buzz!"
A picture scroll suddenly flew out, bringing up a golden streamer to catch the dust that the plain girl had turned into, and then fell into the arms of the red child.
"Hey!" a soft sigh sounded, and in the silent stone chamber of the tomb, it seemed to come from nothingness, and then fell silent again.