Yunyashan · Dayanguan

Yunya Mountain has high mountains and clear waters, and the scenery is strange, but it is close to the deep mountains and valleys. Of course, there are many tigers, leopards, and wolves. Living here is a bit risky.

At this time, the world was vast, the autumn rain was rolling down, the wilderness was not visible, the white was vast, and only a small hill was seen. The half-hill slope was all pine and cypress forests, and there was another view.

The rain cracked down. In front of an idol, a middle-aged person took out three incense sticks and worshipped for a few weeks. He inserted the incense on the incense burner. He listened respectfully and said, "The god is on top. Stupor, please take refuge. If you do n't want to continue the incense, you have to be a lonely beast ... "

Mikasa burst out of smoke, and the middle-aged man prayed for a moment, sighed, and said, "... Hey, it actually just delayed for a while, Houye ordered!"

Da Yanguan has a good name, but it was built by Xie Cheng, a Taoist priest who lived in the fire. Xie Cheng is said to have been converted by a real person and entered Xianmen. Had a son.

This son married a wife, very virtuous, and gave birth to a daughter. This son inherited some simple spells and became a fire priest in Qingtian Village below, but maybe he had exhausted his blessing.

Once inside, I took medicine and encountered a tiger in the mountain, but was killed. Xie Cheng arrived and killed the tiger, but his son-in-law was already dead. The granddaughter was frightened by the cold, and Xie Cheng was tearful, and found that he was gradually getting old. Later, I accepted a disciple and died this year, so that this disciple inherited the concept of the Lord, but this happened to him.

The middle-aged man stood in silence for a moment, got up and worshiped, and sighed out, but only went out, and met a person at the door. Lu Ren suddenly braked, stabilized his legs, and his body shook for a while. Can't stand such a toss.

Opposite is a young girl, with a beautiful face, a simple droop, and a plain dress, just embroidered a few plum blossoms, and before she spoke, she gasped slightly and coughed a few times.

When she glanced, she looked at the stove on the steps and said, "Cough ... Lu Bo, my brother is so ill, I will use the mountain rattan to make soup for him!"

Looking at her coughing continuously, there was no trace of blood on Xuebai's face, and Lu Ren could not help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

The young girl in front of her was Xie Cheng's granddaughter Xie Xiang.

Lu Ren was the steward and cook of this big Yanguan. Dayanguan once flourished, but when Xie Cheng grew old, it gradually declined, and in the last few years, the incense was cold.

Yamato Seiki was one of the few properties of Da Yan Guan. The lady was weak. She had to use these to make up her physique. Some less, he generally refused to use it. Then she saw her coughing and coughed on her face. Dividing blood color, really distressed, thinking about it for a moment, and sighing: "Also, I watched you grow up from a young age, and I took the mountain rattan to make soup to supplement the body, but this thing is a little less, You will use it later! "

Lu Ren was only middle-aged. At this time, the two widows were gray, apparently forced by life.

Xie Xiang looked at Lu Bo like this, his eyes could not help but turned quickly, so that Lu Ren could not see, and said to Landing Ren, "I'll go and see if my brother is awake."

In the side hall of Da Yanguan, a fifteen-year-old boy was lying pale on the bed with his eyes closed, and his handsome face was faintly visible. At this time in late autumn, the boy was wearing a robe and covered Quilted with many patches.

Xie Xiang squatted gently beside the bed, with tear marks on his face, rubbing gently against the teenager's face, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother, you must stand up, what would I do without you?"

Speaking, on the white and pale face, she couldn't help rolling down tears, sobbing for a while, she turned to wipe the tears, and went out, without a while, in the main hall, a coughing prayer sound from time to time, Constantly floated out.

However, it was closed for a few minutes, and suddenly, a little black light appeared in the hall, and it flew into the youth's eyebrow.

The teenager was shocked, his expression was painful, and he opened his mouth to shout, but he didn't have any sound.

After a moment, I saw a black turtle shell with black gas emerging from the human body, with thin lines hanging down like water dripping from the eaves, and there were countless black text in it, which bombarded it.

Strange to say, the black lines hang down, all screaming faintly, turned into a bunch of light spots, moving close to the teenager's body.

... paper drunk gold fans, thousands of worlds

The endless darkness in front of me never dissipates, until a dazzling light shines into the slits of Wang Cunye's eyes, all kinds of reflections pass by throughout his life.

The earthquake at the death, wanton love in college, hometown in adolescence, and childhood plums, finally fixed on the mother's tearful face, he wanted to speak, but his mouth would not move ...

I thought death was the end, but I didn't want it but endless darkness.

Cold, dark, and painful, the soul is broken into pieces due to hunger and thirst, and it is wrecked on the earth. This is the fate of thousands of mortal souls.

I don't know when a shard has gained some chance, and wakes up, relying on the induction of the soul to gather three shards, and recovers his mind for a short time. He does not want to think about it in the days that follow.

I do not know how many years, groping in the endless darkness, feeling, in order to find his soul, relying on the induction of soul fragments, he kept gathering his soul in the darkness.

Waking up, muddy, walking on the earth, with the continuous integrity of the soul, he can finally stop being addicted. In order to do this, he struggled for hundreds of years at the bottom of the earth.

The complete soul is only the first step. The earth is heavy, and I don't know how far it is to go home.

It is difficult for the sorrowful souls to go into the sanctuary. Although they are eager to see the truth of themselves and the universe, the road is bumpy and long, covered with thorns, and it seems that they will never end.

Only one day suddenly, the land government and hell were heavy, and they could not resist the endless moonlight decline. The earth was continuously purifying, and the rules and connotations of billions of years were gone.

This power is so huge that it can't resist it at all. Thousands of hells, thousands of yinchengs, just a moment, most of the earth is purified, and the samsara is broken.

Taking this opportunity to jump into the reincarnation disk that is about to break. After jumping in, he seems to see the sight that is far from the end of the world.

The glorious sky descended, covering the heavens and the earth, and passing through the ages, the coming aura destroyed everything ...

Then there was a long journey. The gray and black sky seemed to be inexhaustible, but after this memory, there was not enough time to remember. The silky dots outside the body seemed to be like fireflies and gradually integrated into the body.

Each small spot of light will gain some memory.

This is a teenager named Wang Cunye. He was born in an ordinary peasant family and lived in poverty. He helped his parents to work early and gave it to Xie Cheng at the age of seven.

In the memory, I clearly felt the helpless sigh of the old Tao: "... the qualifications are barely high and my life is not high, but I can't find any better."

Then it 's learning, literacy, and practice ... every memory comes to life, with a distinctive mark, but every time I suck one, my head hurts, and it feels like it's about to crack ...

In the dimness, countless memories are constantly reorganized to form a new soul. After a moment, the light spheres are drawn, the turtle shell sinks into the eyebrow, and the consciousness is once again in the darkness.

I don't know how much time has passed. When he woke up again, the boy was finally awake.

"It's a bit cold!" I woke up again, feeling this, freezing his teeth loudly, and having a headache, and a bit confused head, for a while I didn't know where he was.

Breathing, he got up subconsciously and pushed open the door, but he stopped immediately.

After the rain was fine, the courtyard was bright, and it was sprinkled down the hallway. It was spotty, breathing deeply, and felt the fresh air entering the lungs.

Stunned and looked down at the foot of the mountain.

I saw a village with only two or three hundred households. The sun was shining on the ridges of the roofs, and the whole village was very peaceful and peaceful.

Suddenly, tears burst into tears.

Decades of Yangshi life, hundreds of years of struggling with the earth, I thought I had forgotten the feeling of Yangshi, but when I returned to this world, I felt this breeze, this sun, this heartbeat, deeply imprinted in the soul, for a moment Did not forget to go.

At this moment, the sound of chanting from the girls came from the main hall, arrived here, and the sound came. The whole body shook, a burst of memory burst into the soul, and the headache suddenly burst.

This is the final counterattack of the original master?

The young man smiled, but turned from sneer to twitching because of pain, took a few steps back, leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and resisted silently.

After struggling for hundreds of years in the underworld, the most fearless thing is that this soul fights back. Once his soul was completely broken, he can condense again. What is this counterattack?

The two tides of memory flooded into his thoughts. His breathing was quick, and he was reborn again, and the most important reorganization.

This body is called Wang Cunye. It was originally a disciple of Xie Cheng, the master of Da Yan Guan Guan. Now he is accompanied by a teacher, who is called Xie Xiang.

Wang Cunye was an outsider disciple of Cheng Pingdao. A few days ago, this body consciously practiced successfully. He wanted to collect medicine in the mountains, and he didn't want to be pumped by a monster. After the flight, he went to the deep mountains. After being found by Shimei, he looked like this.

This wave came quickly, but also quickly. It was just a moment, the tide-like pain disappeared, and I felt a lot of comfort.

It's autumn, and the temperature is a bit cold. The body is wearing a simple robe.

Taoism is quiet, his body is fluttering with large sleeves, and he wears wooden clogs. He tries to walk a few steps in the light spot. The snoring sound is crisp and the precipitation of hundreds of years is basically overcome. At this time, he only feels the joy of being born again.

This is a fifteen-year-old human!

There is a small pool a little farther. I looked forward and saw that the young man was about one meter seven and had a beautiful face. At this time, there was a red mark between his eyebrows.

Watching the people in the water, listening to the heartbeat, woke up after a while.

A big dream in the past, after just the excitement, I couldn't help but calm down, carefully observe, and introduced a slightly dilapidated house into the eye. According to this style, it should be in the side hall of Da Yan Guan.

Suddenly, he stared at himself sternly, then turned his head to look at the old-fashioned premises, at which time he finally came to his senses.

This is no longer the original earth.

After a moment, the boy laughed, "You are Wang Cunye."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps. I saw my sister Xie Xiang coming in with a bowl of soup. I saw my brother standing at the door at this time, his face was pale, but he was clearly conscious and woke up. "Brother, you ... wake up!"

Wang Cunye turned to look at the girl, and his eyes were a little stunned for a moment, but he said involuntarily, "It's all right, am I awake!"