Nightfall

When the morning light came, Chang'an City slowly recovered from his sleep

The Lao Bi Zhai Gate was pushed open, and the big men in the 47th lane immediately awoke.

This year is colder than in previous years, but it hasn't been snowing for several days. The residual snow under the roots of the tree is going into the gray day after day. However, when the door squeaked and pushed open, the sky fell and snow fell.

Brother II raised his head and looked at the sky, then looked at the shop door that had just opened.

At the entrance of the alley, a black carriage came slowly from the wind and snow. The heavy metal body made of all metal, the blue stone slabs in the rolled alley tremble slightly, and the thunder of the wheel was like a thunder.

Master Yan Se and the Grand Priest Guangming walked out of the shop and sat into Ma Mou.

A moment later, a thin figure also walked out of Lao Bi Zhai.

Sang Sang held a new urn in his left arm and an old urn in his right arm.

The black carriage drove towards the gate in the snow.

There was still silence in Lin 47. The general at the head of the lane and the doctor at the end of the lane did not move. He looked solemnly and watched Black Ma Mou leave.

Brother II stood up from the bench and walked behind the black carriage with Chenpipi towards the city gate.

It wasn't until this time that the rest of the big guys in the alley dared to move.

The general ordered the Yulin Army hidden in all parts of Chang'an City to return to the camp.

Doctor Yu Shi went straight to the palace and died.

Guoqing Li Qingshan looked at the carriage that was about to disappear in the wind and snow of Chang'an, and slowly bowed down to salute.

There is a little-known mountain in the northern suburbs of Chang'an City. The mountain is not high and there are no literati who can help its name. The mountains and wilderness are also less beautiful, so there are few tourists on weekdays. It was so steep that the road was covered with snow and it was impossible to walk on the mountain, and people disappeared. It seemed quietly not in the world.

The black horse-drawn carriage stopped at the bottom of this unknown mountain. Mu Lung-ba made of cast iron crushed the green plate under the wheel. If the mountain was forcibly climbed, I was afraid that the muddy mountain road would be damaged by two scars.

The two old men were walking on the mountain road. The cotton-padded jacket was a little old but clean. It was shaken by the mountain breeze. The robe was still new, but it was stained with a lot of greasy dirt.

No matter from the clothes or the rickety old body, the two old men on the mountain road are very ordinary and ordinary, but when they walked in the wind and snow, they walked out of the sense of passing away.

Under the mountain road, the thin Sang Sang holding two heavy urns, pursing his lips with his head down, staring at the stone steps under the skirt as if there were never an end. The old man.

Master Yan Se pulled a snow stick out of his face and sighed, "I don't know if the new urn will fill up later, or the old urn will become heavier."

The bright priest walked beside him and smiled and said, "Look at Haotian's arrangement."

Master Yan Se tapped the snow on the robe and said, "In fact, it is not bad to fill up."

Grand Priest Guangming nodded and said, "The two urns are placed side by side, which can be regarded as a neighbor."

Master Yan Se turned his head and glanced at him.

Under a cedar tree, the two old men took a break, waiting for Sang Sang to catch up.

Master Yan Se looked at the calm face of the old man and suddenly asked with curiosity: "Did you ever go to Tianqi?"

The bright priest narrowed his old eyes slightly, and seemed to be thinking about the things many years ago. After a long silence, he whispered: "I have been there before, and was knocked down by the dust, depriving me of the opportunity to get close to Haotian.

Master Yan Se looked at him stupefiedly and said with emotion: "What a great opportunity it is to break through the five realms. How many practitioners in the world can't touch it after a lifetime. You came to this step more than ten years ago. All over Taoshan still think you are the first person in the Daomen. "

The Great Priest Guangming sighed softly and said, "I have seen it before, and I can't see it again. It's actually a pain."

Sang Sang finally arrived under the cedar, his face flushed and panting.

Erlao did not give her any rest time, and continued to make steps to the top of the mountain.

Master Yan Se said: "Zeng broke the five realms but was hit with dust. This only proves that Haotian thinks that what you did is wrong, so you are determined to withdraw this gift. You have to pursue the shadow of the night , Pluto ’s son ... is it actually related to Haotian ’s brilliance? In fact, you believe in yourself instead of Haotian. "

The Great Priest Guangming sighed and said: "Actually, for decades, I have been thinking about the question why the incomparably excellent light seats in the history of the temple often leave Taoshan, and why are they called the people who are closest to Haotian. Will you choose a path that Haotian doesn't appreciate? The ancestor who founded the Deity Sect thousands of years ago is the same, the predecessor who apostasy hundreds of years ago is so, and finally I also embarked on these paths. "

He turned to look at Yan Se, and said after a long silence: "I think about this problem for a long time, that is, I still thought about every step of the previous mountain climbing, until this time I looked at the red sun rising in the sea of ​​clouds ahead. , I saw the warm red light, I realized that it was because the person sitting on the seat of Mi Ming was only under Fang Mi Ming.

Master Yan Se was silent, and he understood the meaning of the Grand Priest of Light.

Believe in light, Haotian does not necessarily mean light.

At this time, the two old men had reached the top of the unnamed mountain. Sang Sang was resting under the back of a straight aspen. The old and new urns and her little black face reflected the ruddy luster and warmth.

At the end of the sea of ​​clouds to the east of the cliff, the newborn Chaoyang has all jumped out, and the red is round.

There is still fine snow on the cliff, and it is really strange to watch the sun rising in the snow.

Walking to the cliff, Master Yan Se reached out and drove away a snowflake that floated in front of her eyes, and looked at the red smiling sun in the East, calmly smiling between the two clouds, and asked, "How does it feel to take that step?"

One step forward, you must enter the white clouds that wrap around the mountains, or walk into the warm glow.

The Great Priest of Light walked up to him and looked sideways at the Chaoyang in the distance, saying: "After the battle between you and Liu Bai by the Song Guohai Embankment, I saw that the red sun was gradually falling and I felt a little bit, but I only stepped out halfway. step.

"No matter how step by step, after all, I am envious of you." Master Yan Se said with emotion: "No wonder Liu Bai looked at you so strangely that day, after all, I am still a guy who feels afterwards."

Grand Priest Guangming recalled that the broken sky seemed like a sword that came out from thousands of miles away many years ago, thinking about the movement of the old road beside the sea, he smiled slightly and said, "Press Dao theory Liu Bai should have already taken the half step in the past, but somehow there is no news for so many years, maybe it is fear? "

Master Yan Se thought of the strongest person he encountered in this life, frowned slightly, but did not say well.

The Great Priest Guangming looked at him with a smile and said with a smile: "Many people think that you entered the Tao with pure Yang, and you broke the possibility of breaking through the five realms, but I thought there must be a new life in the extreme, Liu Bai is the first strongest person in the world. , But you can face the enemy undefeated and undefeated. If he can cross, you have no reason to cross, so ... what about you? "

The mountain breeze came with snow, and the wide avenue robe hunted. Master Yan Se looked at the blue sky between the clouds and the round of red sun, calmly said: "Last year Ning Ning was a disciple, and his obsession was reduced to tranquility. My mind suddenly burst away, and then I understood that vaguely to take that step, but somehow I did not want to take it.

He looked at the bright priest and said, "It's just like you said Liu Bai, because of fear."

A pair of old eyebrows of the great priest of the light rushed into the mountains in the morning light. After a moment of silence, they asked: "Why are you afraid?"

"Fu Dao walks to the end is heaven and earth, and the most essential law. I am repairing the fuss in my life, and repairing the fuss in my life is to gradually go into the original, but the most extreme place is the area that Haotian is qualified to touch. . "

Master Yan Se said with a blank expression: "Xiu Fuxiu will eventually inevitably touch the forbidden area. He pays attention to self-enlightenment and does not need apocalypse. Then what kind of things will happen when the five realms are broken? Is fear. "

Chaoyang looked at the side of the cliff calmly on the far side of the sea of ​​clouds. The light was so red and warm, illuminating the stone snow urns on the cliff. It was the kind and generous Haotian that gave human rules and life.

The Great Priest Guangming said: "Although I seem to have betrayed Haotian, I am finally practicing divine art. Haotian's brilliance will give me all eyes and endless power to see through the world. I have an advantage in the battle of the day."

Master Yan Se shook his head and said, "Chang'an City is my home field. My feet once walked all the streets and all over the great rivers and mountains outside the city. This mountain is my symbol, so you are not too big Advantage."

The Great Priest Guangming smiled and said: "In any case, don't disturb the world to adjust your dreams as well."

Master Yan Se said: "Since you are persuaded to leave Chang'an City ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ that's what it is for."

The voice fell, and the wide sleeves danced gently. With a clear flash of light, the oily and unpleasant breath between the sleeves suddenly disappeared, and a powerful and inexplicable rune slowly penetrated through the cracks in the rocks. come out.

"I haven't seen the mountain character for many years." The bright grand priest said with emotion.

His right hand protruded the cotton sleeve and gently waved in the wind and snow. The morning light from the east instantly reflected the thin right hand into the existence of white as jade. Numerous weak spots of light scattered from his fingers, flying like fireflies. Into the air.

The powerful runes that permeated between the rocks and the stones touched these holy breaths with no horrible results. Instead, they snuggled up close together, slowly falling from the top of the mountain toward the cliff, gradually forming an invisible The seven-color streamer circulates on the barrier, like a beautiful rainbow in the snow.

The two old men looked at the rainbow hood covering the whole mountain in front of them, feeling the harmony and power between them. They nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time looked at the little girl with her head down silently.

(The next chapter is about five o'clock.)