On the way down the mountain, Guiliu didn't know how he was walking. He only knew that his vision was always blurry.
He didn't even know that she had been holding him in front of him, avoiding many dangers on the road.
At the foot of the mountain, the brother and sister were stopped by the founder of the three religions.
Everyone saw the final outcome. The Shinto co-master stepped on the clouds and climbed to the sky step by step.
The Holy Master looked at the woman in white and said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to stay with him in the end."
Gui Qing had nothing to talk about with this Confucian sage. Instead, he looked at the Taoist ancestor next to him and asked, "You said before that you wanted him to be the Spring Official of the Lotus Cave?"
"Of course." The old man picked his ears, blew a breath, and said casually: "Do you know the reason?"
Gui Qing said expressionlessly: "The post of Spring Official is in name only, it can be used or not. However, the situation in Lotus Cave is special. No matter how hard you persist, one day it will eventually sink to the ground. So where should hundreds of thousands of monks go? But if there is a king of a country, As a spring official, you have the ability to ensure their peaceful residence. After all, for such a large dynasty to carve out a relatively good land to raise these monks, it is just a matter of cutting a small piece of meat from the dragon's back."
"Don't you advocate rebirth? Why do you want to have anything to do with the secular dynasty?" Buddha asked dumbly.
Daozu sneered and said tit for tat: "What else should we do? You Buddhists talk about kindness and compassion. Why don't you carve out a blessed land for us?"
The Buddha bowed his head and recited Amitabha softly, and said: "The donor is too greedy."
Daozu smiled and cursed, but made no sound. The Holy Master, who was sandwiched between the two, probably guessed it. He, who was always the most polite, probably felt uncomfortable and frowned.
Geiqing raised her chin, as if negotiating, and said: "I, the Dajing Dynasty, can help you take in those monks who have no fixed abode, but the premise is that the Chunguan is no longer a false position, at least in the Lotus Cave. To have real power, and within three years, he must reach twelve realms.”
"Him? Twelve realms in three years?" The old man glanced at the confused man, shook his head and said, "It's simply a fantasy."
"What a spring official has to do with me, I shouldn't do it."
The man finally spoke, walked in front of Gui Qing, faced the three patriarchs, and bowed deeply to apologize.
"sorry."
The Holy Master took a step forward, supported him slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't care about others first, the most basic thing is to be worthy of yourself. You don't have to blame yourself. In fact, the reshaping of Shinto means settling down. It's just the thinking of old people like us. Just struggle."
Buddha nodded and said: "It may not be the worst result."
Guiliu was stunned, "What do you mean by this?"
The Holy Master smiled and said nothing. The Buddha also kept silent.
Only Daozu had an expression like "Ask me, I know."
Guiliu followed the trend and asked, "Dare to ask about the ancestors, it may not be the worst result. How do you understand this statement?"
"It means that the co-master of Shinto ascends with his humanity. From this point of view, even if the way of heaven is reshaped, there is still room for mediation in the world. On the contrary, if the co-master of Shinto is left and the master of Fengdu is ascended, That is, your sister, this is probably the worst result. The Shinto co-master can combine humans and gods, and have both. But the master of Fengdu was born in Fengdu in chaos, so he cannot retain his humanity, so he is more interested in the world. A threat."
Gui Liu took a deep breath, as if there was anger in his chest, he grabbed Gui Qing's wrist with force, and said in a cold voice: "Masters, please excuse me first."
The man was extremely strong, and Gui Qing was dragged away like a little chicken by him. On a deserted grassy path, the man stopped.
"Gui Qing, am I your brother?"
"Yes." She said calmly.
"Should my sister listen to her brother?"
"Yes." Her tone was gentle.
"My pupils are filled with blood and I can't see anything clearly. I'm desperately calling you to come back, but what about you?"
Looking at his back, she remained silent.
The man was trembling, turned around slowly, looked at his sister's face, gritted his teeth cruelly, and suddenly raised his palm.
Guiqing didn't hide, she had already guessed that he would do this.
He was really cruel. If Qin Fang saw this scene, even if he was cut into pieces, it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart. There was only a crisp sound, and then she subconsciously covered her cheek, feeling burning pain.
This was the first time a man had laid hands on her since she was a child.
Looking at her bright red cheeks, the man was at a loss. Tears welled up unknowingly. Finally, he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and cried loudly.
Like a lost dog.
He is really afraid, from childhood to adulthood, he is afraid that the relatives around him will be forced to leave because of him. Chen Luyao, his palace maid, was more of a relative than a relative, and was forced to death by Wu Peixian.
Traveling all the way down south, he struggled to save the maid beside him, Taozhi who was seriously poisoned and sick for a long time, Qingxue who was trapped in a certain death situation, and Jin Zhi, whose identity as a killer was revealed by her mother.
Because he has seen too many differences since he was a child, he is like a child who carefully protects his toys, even if sometimes his methods are childish and sometimes his methods are excessive, because for him, separation is an unbearable weight of life.
So on the ascension platform, he roared and roared, watching his sister walking further and further away, like a stranger. At that time, his eyes were about to burst, and he felt like his heart was going to explode.
He almost couldn't bear the pain of life, how could he not be angry?
Even if he locked her up for three to five years, it would be difficult to relieve the anger in his heart.
But just now, after just slapping her, his heart began to weaken, and he couldn't lift her up, and it was so painful that he fell.
Qin Fang has taught him since he was a child that everything in his family will be prosperous, and that as an elder brother, he cannot bully his younger sister. As a man, you should not reach out and hit a woman.
That's why he was so overwhelmed at the moment after being slapped. He remembered the grievance and pain he had suffered, and couldn't hold it back any longer. He burst into tears and burst into tears.
The woman in white knelt down in front of him, holding his cheek with her hands, her eyes gentle.
"I'm not the Lord of Fengdu, I'm just your sister."
When did her eyes gradually lose their coldness and ruthlessness when looking at him?
Geliu didn't know, and neither did she.
Because ruthlessness always seems to be sentimental.
And the most affectionate person is actually the most ruthless.
Among Wang Sizhi and Gui Qing, why did Gui Liu choose the latter?
Since Wang Sizhi also wanted to stay, why didn't he choose to stay instead of letting Guiliu choose?
Because the former is a kind of tolerance, the latter is a kind of persecution.
She couldn't tolerate the Gui family who forced her own father to death, and she also wanted to let the Gui family experience a heart-wrenching choice.
One is the woman I love most, the other is my sister, and only one can stay.
It was as if she, one was her biological father who was forced to die, and the other was the man he loved most. If she chose one, she would be destined to betray the other.
In the end, he chose to stand by his family and betray love.
By obeying his choice, she would betray love and stand by her family.
But doesn't he love her? Doesn't she love him too?
Why would a woman in Tsing Yi break down in tears and turn around in tears? Why would a man's vision remain blurry when he walked down the mountain?
It is fate that two people like each other. But liking each other doesn't mean it's a match made in heaven, or that they can be together.
Is there any way to have both ends of the world? That's why some people make great wishes, "May all lovers in the world get married eventually."
From then on, she was a stranger to Shinto co-master. He was the emperor of a secular dynasty.
Whether it's the disparity in status or the complete abandonment, it means that the two of them no longer have any entanglement.
On the fairy boat, the group of people saw with their own eyes the scene of the Shinto co-master Huang Huang's ascension. No matter what the outcome was, this trip to the Great Feng was over.
The little girl from the native family of Dafeng also saw the scene like a fairy ascending to the sky. She curiously asked the best-tempered Lotus Crown Taoist next to her, "Did you see just now? How could I see such a beautiful sister stepping on the clouds?" Damn it!"
Lotus Crown Taoist smiled and said: "That is the staircase hidden behind the clouds. Qingfen Mountain is very high."
"But there's obviously still a long way to go." The little girl stretched out her hand and pointed to the section between the top of Qingfen Mountain and the blue sky.
"That's because you can't see it. There are some things that are seen with the eyes but not with the heart."
The little girl said oh, dubiously believing it, probably feeling bored, so she ran away.
The Lotus Crown Taoist no longer concealed his sad face and sighed heavily.
It's not because the Shinto co-master has ascended, but because the position of spring official in his Lotus Cave has not yet been selected.
What the old master meant was that the Prince of Dajing must be here, and he just sent a message to ask him to repeat it a few more times.
But he knew the character of His Highness the Crown Prince better than his master. As long as it was something the Crown Prince didn't want to do, no matter how we discussed it, there was no room for mediation.
Suddenly, the little girl yelled and waved to somewhere outside the boat.
Lotus Crown Taoist was startled, and he quickly looked around, thinking that something had happened to the little girl, but it turned out that the brother and sister were back.
It just looks a little miserable.
The man was covered in blood, which was nothing to say. It would be strange if he came back without injuries.
But why is the woman's face so brightly red, as if she was... slapped?
Guiqing did not board the ship.
It goes without saying that there is no such thing as a feast that never ends. Now that the matter is over, there is no reason for these people who should be out of reach to get together.
Gui Liu boarded the deck, picked up the little girl high, and placed her behind him. Then, his eyes were full of clear gratitude, and he saluted everyone with clasped fists: "Thank you for your company these days, this matter is over. See you later."
The swordsman in green shirt, the Taoist priest in lotus crown, Yao Tiao, the princess of Nanzhao, returned the courtesy.
"For at most half a year, I will be waiting for your luck in Nanzhao in the Dajing Dynasty."
Guiliu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that there was such a thing.
This expression betrayed him, Yao Tiao narrowed his eyes and sneered: "You won't forget, will you?"
Guiliu couldn't admit it even if he beat him to death, so he could only say stubbornly: "How could I forget? I'm just shocked. You don't plan to stay by my side to supervise me, so you just trust me like that?"
Yao Tiao said softly: "Because you are not the kind of person who breaks his promise. Of course, if you fail to do it, I don't blame you. An old woman once told me that the saying that all lovers in the world will eventually get married, is not It was not meant for living people to listen to, but for dead people. At first I didn’t realize the profound meaning, but now that I think about it, it is indeed true.”
Yao Tiao didn't know that his unintentional words were like a needle pricking an acupuncture point, causing his heart to ache.
Princess Nanzhao and you, Yao Tiao, should be a match made in heaven. Live a good life for me, and if they can't live together, then they will die together.
Gui Liu glanced back, and the woman in white nodded slightly.
"Yao Tiao, wait for me."
The Zhuxian Sword was instantly unsheathed, and in an instant, the sword energy filled the world.
Yao Tiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes burning, "Is it feasible?"
Gui Liu smiled and said, "I can't do it alone, what about her?"
The woman in white, Guiqing, after abandoning divinity, is also the pinnacle of human nature, the twelve realms. And unlike Guiliu, which relies on luck in the Sui Dynasty, the realm is fleeting. She is in the Twelve Realms, the definite Twelve Realms.
At the end of spring in the 16th year of Yongshuang's reign, there was a heavy snowfall in Dafeng capital without any warning.
Dressed in green clothes and covered in blood, he seemed to be in a deserted land, breaking through 180,000 forbidden troops and breaking into the palace from outside the capital.
Finally, he came to the man in a brand new dragon robe.
A woman dressed in white helped him guard the entrance of the hall. Outside the hall was tens of thousands of armored men as dark as the tide.
He did not kill the leader of the Dafeng rebels, but began to look through the astonishing number of jade seals of the subjugated country on the table.
The man looked through the inscriptions on the base one by one, praying silently in his heart.
Finally, he found the newly minted jade seal in the year when Nanzhao fell.
Then he waved his hand and all the jade seals disappeared.
"Any jade seal that subjugates a country should not be used to show off military exploits. Besides, you are just a rebel who is enjoying the success."
The heavy snow outside the palace gradually stopped, and blood flowed into a river.
The man in green turned and left. The last words he said made the rebel emperor, who was so happy about his success, feel his legs weaken.
The words were: "See you on the battlefield."
