In Yang Mansion, two stone lions on both sides of the gate roared mightily, with flames shooting out of their eyes.
The sound of horse hooves came from far away, and the soldiers in black armor stood still, as straight as a spear. It was completely dark, like a dense thicket of black iron trees.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the Yang Mansion. The door was slowly pushed open, and the steward of the Yang family came out to greet him. Everyone present bowed their heads with respect.
"Master of the family!" they shouted in unison.
The head of the Yang family, Yang Shi. Different from the impression that most people in the town have of being pampered and wearing luxurious clothes, this man with gray hair on his temples is dressed in gray clothes. The color of the clothes is dull. He holds his head high and his eyes are like falcons. Time has not allowed this man to change his mind. The man's body showed signs of decline, but the scars of time made him as steady as a mountain and as majestic as thunder.
He stood up and strode out of the car, until his figure disappeared into the mansion, and no one here looked up.
Acting vigorously and resolutely, it is more appropriate to say that he is a general than a noble lord.
But as he walked deeper into the mansion, the man's movements became slower and slower. The muscles on his face were twitching and adjusting. He was trying his best not to see his daughter with this face. The Yang family's mansion is large, unexpectedly large, but also very empty. Large tracts of land are planted with trees and no houses are built. When Yang Shi reached the end of the peach grove and was about to reach the mahogany loft, a figure collided with him head-on.
A cry of surprise.
It quickly turned into joy.
"Husband? Why is it you? Didn't you send a message saying that there are still two or three days before we can return to the city?" Yang Shi helped the beautiful woman who was about to fall, probably the eldest lady of the Yang family who often talked about it when she went to the city. Amazing beauty is inherited from her. The mistress of the Yang family, Mrs. Sun.
"It's me." Compared to the rich expressions of the Yang family's mistress, the head of the family seemed too monotonous.
"Used the speed order," the man said.
The Rush Order is a low-level talisman that can greatly increase running speed. Just like breaking through the wind and resistance, even the earth helps those who use the Speedy Movement Order. For some monks who know the talismans, it is quite practical.
The two of them talked as they walked.
"That young man really cured Yue'er's disease?" The man was a little unbelievable, which was why he returned home this time.
Ever since Yue'er's illness began, he had expended countless energy, but to no avail. Even the monks were helpless. The only thing that can be done is to use spiritual herbs to relieve it, but it cannot cure it.
How could this young man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere be cured? Yang Shi would rather see than listen.
Many people know that the Yang family has strong financial resources, and there are many people who use this name to defraud people of money. Some evil ways could even damage Yue'er's already weak body. In this regard, Yang Shi had to be cautious. He couldn't believe that a disease that had been difficult to alleviate in the past could be cured now.
"Yes." Sun said with emotion.
"Husband, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it, but Yue'er is indeed getting better. I haven't seen this child smile so happily for a long, long time."
"By the way, what's the name of that young man? It seems he's someone Yue'er knows. Is there such a thing?"
Mrs. Sun covered her mouth and chuckled: "That young man's name is Li Chengqi, do you remember? Lao Li's grandson. Didn't this boy often climb the locust tree next to our yard and sneak in to play with Yue'er? If you were so angry, just give it to that person at that time. The tree was cut down. I don’t remember Li Chengqi, but you still remember this, right? This kid was frightened by you at the time, and he was the one who came up to fish for it."
"Hey, that kid!" Yang Shi clenched his fist, "It's actually this kid!"
Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he turned around and asked, "Where is that kid now? If he really cured Yue'er, he should be very grateful."
"Right now he……"
But the couple had already reached the door of the mahogany loft.
The man opened the door and walked straight over, holding his head high, without any of the majestic and thunderous look before, "Yue'er! Look who's back!"
"Huh?" Then he was stunned.
Two people were sitting at the wooden table in the center of the room. The young man was explaining pathological instruments in a grand manner, while the girl was making tea and tilting her head gently. Only Lao Yang who pushed in the door at this moment looked like an outsider.
The boys and girls looked at Lao Yang with a bit of embarrassment in their eyes.
"What's going on?" Yang Shi pointed at the two people and looked at his wife, "What's going on? The Yang family is so big, why is this guy in his daughter's room?"
After speaking, the man glared at the young man.
One of Yang Mansion's three special skills is Yang Shi's glare, which can make his legs and feet tremble with fear, making him unable to stand still.
"Uncle Yang, Li Chengqi, you are polite." The young man stood up and bowed in a neither humble nor condescending manner.
Yang Shi only felt dazzled, not because of how the boy in front of him was. After all, he, Lao Yang, naturally admired young people who were brave, courageous and capable. What made him dazzled was the look in his daughter's eyes, which was full of yearning.
Yang Shixin said: It's broken.
At this time, Mrs. Sun came out to smooth things over, which suddenly resolved the embarrassing and numb atmosphere in the room.
"Old Yang, Yue'er's former playmate is now her savior. Besides, it's normal to be close and close after not seeing each other for such a long time. There's no need to get angry." After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she made a gesture to her daughter. With a wink, mother and daughter were of the same mind and immediately understood the meaning.
"Yes, dad!" The girl ran up and hugged the man's arm, shaking it constantly, "Brother Chengqi and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and now he has saved my life. If I treat others coldly again, the news will spread. , isn’t it because our Yang family doesn’t have a tutor?”
Li Chengqi was of no use and could only stand there and smile bitterly.
I kept shouting in my heart: Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, I agreed to come to him after finishing this matter. Where is this person now? Didn't you see a single dragon tail?
"Okay, okay, you girl has had enough trouble." Yang Shi touched the girl's head and looked at Li Chengqi.
"You are young and promising!" The man praised without hesitation, "If you had been as skilled as you are now, I wouldn't have had to chop down that locust tree and chop down a good knife of mine."
"Dad!" The girl's face darkened.
"Okay, let's not talk about the past. Boy, come here to the meeting hall." Yang Shi did not indulge his daughter's coquettishness this time and said firmly.
When the girl saw Li Chengqi who was about to leave, she still had a little worry in her eyes. She was about to say something when she saw her mother shaking her head at her.
The backs of the two men gradually disappeared into the peach forest. One was past his prime and had gone through many vicissitudes of life. The girl could only see the strong and tall figures of the two figures. On the other side, Mrs. Sun was a little confused. She had never noticed Li Chengqi's back before, but now that the head of the house had returned and they were walking side by side, Sun was surprised to find that the young man's steps were thick and powerful. He was a man who had gone through hardships, and she could not misjudge him.
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In the meeting hall, Yang Shi sat at the head of the lobby and invited Li Chengqi to sit on the Taishi chair next to him.
This is the highest etiquette for the Yang family to entertain guests.
Li Chengqi naturally knew.
"Sit down! Boy, you are qualified for this position." The man said solemnly.
When the two sat down, a servant brought tea. The aroma of tea overflowed, and the steaming heat temporarily obscured their sight of each other.
At this time, the man said: "You are not a mortal."
Li Chengqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "How did the head of the family see it?"
"Do you still need to watch? How much do you look down on me?" The man sneered. "The spiritual veins in your body are very stable. You are not as stable as someone who has just embarked on the path of spiritual practice. Moreover, a few years ago, I found a powerful monk in the Juling Realm to treat Yue'er. He was also helpless, but you have The solution is to be a young monk who is only in the first stage of returning to heaven."
"Master, what do you mean?" Li Chengqi looked sharply.
"I guess you've got a rare treasure opportunity in the world." The man said it was a guess, but his tone was affirmative.
"Looking at your expression, I'm probably right. Don't be surprised. You are already very stable for a young man, but in my eyes, you are still a young boy who can't hide your thoughts. In fact, your expression just now has nothing to do with it. Change, after I finished speaking, the look in your eyes was not shock, but coldness. Why, were you thinking for a moment about the consequences and risks of letting me shut up forever? "
"You dare not, kid."
"No, you dare!" the man said firmly. "But you don't have to worry. Whether you believe it or not, I, Yang, have lived an upright life and disdain dirty things. You saved my little girl, and I, Yang Mansion... will definitely repay you! I called you to this meeting hall, naturally because of this Tell me about this, kid, what do you think of Yue'er?"
"What?" Li Chengqi was a little confused.
"It's just the two of us here. There's no need to pretend to be stupid. Can't you see Yue'er's feelings for you? I'm asking you, how is Yue'er?" An extremely terrifying sense of oppression came, making Li Chengqi unconscious. Yang.
Emotional problems can be described as torture to extract confessions. This seems to be the special ability of being a father.
"If you also like her, then choose a good and auspicious day to get married. By then, you will be the next head of the Yang family."
"My lord, this..."
"What? Could it be that you are already married?"
"That's not true."
"No? If not, what is there to worry about? Do you not like Yue'er, or do you think that my little girl is not worthy of your status as a monk? To be honest, Yue'er has spiritual veins, which are quite stable and strong. As long as you step on After this illness, you can enter that spiritual path. Boy, don’t think that I have fallen in love with you by saying so much. It is Yue’er who has fallen in love with you. She likes it. I will also find a way to pick the stars and the moon for her. Come down, let alone a little Huantian monk."
"Master of the family..."
"Why, you still want to shirk?"
Li Chengqi shook his head, "Master, do you know what Yue'er's illness is?"
Yang Shi's back unknowingly left the Taishi chair.
"explain."
"Her body is weak and lacks vitality because there is an extremely terrifying force pressing on her body, or in other words, overwhelming on her spirit. She is overwhelmed, so she manifests this disease. This is also a disease that you have spent a huge amount of money on. There’s no reason why energy can’t be found in any effective way.”
"Continue." Yang Shi frowned, feeling something was wrong.
"Yue'er can dream, right? And most of the time, she has the same and distorted dreams." Li Chengqi continued, "Have you ever asked her what she was dreaming about?"
"I asked, but she couldn't answer. She couldn't even describe it. There were only red, blood, sand dunes, and a giant door to the sky, a giant bigger than the mountains. Other than that, she couldn't say anything. It was painful to think about it, so I never asked about it again.”
"Has she... arrived at the Boundary Mountain?"
"What do you mean?" the man said in a deep voice. He was guarding this land and watching over the boundary mountain. Ancient Nancheng, where the Yang Mansion was located, was the city standing south of the boundary mountain. For this endless mysterious mountain that divides the world, the world is full of awe and dare not exceed its rules.
"You are the guardian of this place. I wonder if you have heard of a legend. The legend about the Boundary Mountain..."
"Enough!" the man shouted.
"You don't want to think that Yue'er is related to that legend, right?"
"Yes." Li Chengqi nodded.
"As you said, Yue'er's spiritual veins are extremely stable, which means that she was born to be a good candidate for cultivation. But why did such a good candidate not feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in her childhood? In today's world, although spiritual energy is scarce, But it doesn't exist. The reason is very simple. Her perception ability is too strong. She transcended the spiritual energy and felt the boundary mountain. This is a talent, a talent that even the most advanced practitioners cannot possess. "
"When she never reached the Dividing Mountain, her behavior was normal until one day, she successfully set foot on that land. Finally, the call came."
"In the girl's dream, that person is also sleeping." Li Chengqi said every word.
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In the mahogany attic, Mrs. Sun was braiding the girl's long hair.
This was the long-lost peace, there was no one else but mother and daughter.
The girl closed her eyes in enjoyment.
After a long time, she opened her eyes and looked around.
"Silly girl, are you still thinking about your accomplished brother?" the beautiful woman said with a smile.
The girl shook her head in confusion, "Mom, did you hear the sound of the flute?"
Sun raised her head and concentrated, but heard nothing but the chirping of birds and insects.
"Mom, didn't you hear it?" The girl was a little scared. This voice was very similar to the voice she heard in her dream when she was sick...so similar that she didn't dare to listen carefully at the moment. She was afraid, afraid that the peace she had finally won would be taken away again. She retreated into her mother's arms.
"Child, what on earth did you hear?" Mrs. Sun also looked anxious.
"The sound of the flute, someone is playing that piece of music!" The music in her ears became clearer and clearer, and the girl's pupils shrank sharply, "The thing in the dream... came to find me in reality..."
"Yue'er! Yue'er!" The call gradually faded away, and the girl's consciousness fell into the boundless darkness, falling all the time, with no beginning and no end.
Maybe... you'll never come back, right? she thinks.
In the darkness, light shines.
Someone asked.
"Your name."
In a daze, she replied, "My name..."
"My name is... Yang Lianyue... right? Is that the name?" There seems to be another name. But she couldn't remember it anymore.
The feeling of her body hitting the ground woke her up.
She was speechless because she couldn't speak at all in this scene.
Dusk rolled across the entire sky, and on the fire-like clouds, there were eight figures sitting cross-legged, these shadows that resembled morning stars gathered together. She saw a cluster of golden flames in the dusk, and beneath the eight figures, a red dragon shadow meandered and roared. The dragon was completely different from the myths she had often heard. His arms came from the void, holding a sharp sword. As he cruised, the blood on the sword fell like rain, and when it dripped to the ground, it looked like petals.
The sky rumbled, and the red dragon shadow lowered its head, with golden candles burning in its eyes.
The girl knew that this great creature was not looking at her.
He is looking down at his enemies.
Soon, she heard the sound of the flute again. The music was clearer than ever before, and she could even hum along with it. The golden flute was suspended in the sky, and words she couldn't understand rose and fell around it, being lit and extinguished until the music was completed.
"Who are you?" she wanted to ask.
But when the sword slashed across her body, cutting the mountain she was standing on and the entire mountain into flat ground, she knew that the other party couldn't hear her voice.
On the ground, in the water, in the mountains, there are overwhelming pale shadows.
"Who are you!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
The twilight bloomed, the pale waves were reduced, and the red dragon shadow passed through without asking.
This time was different from her previous dreams. She didn't feel distorted or confused. Whenever the dragon lowered its head, she stared into those eyes, which actually brought her the weight and peace of mind like a father and brother.
"Who are you!" she shouted again. The scene at this moment was too magnificent. The earth screamed, the sky tore apart, and the morning stars dimmed. Maybe this is the only way to make her feel that she exists instead of just illusion.
Then, she saw the eight figures at the end of the world walking out of the clouds. They looked down at all living beings and stretched out their palms.
Suddenly, the light quickly shrank back a little.
She woke up with a start, subconsciously stood up, and heard someone's scream. Her head hit the other person's chin.
It was Li Chengqi, with her father and mother beside her.
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Ancient Nancheng, main street.
A figure in mysterious clothes walked slowly by, holding a horizontal flute.
Wherever he walked, people fell in worship.
This melody seems to have a mysterious magic power that can heal the past in people's hearts. It seems that under this melody, many past regrets have become calm.
Li Xi'an stopped.
He looked at the flute in his hand.
This method is simply not feasible in the eyes of the world, because carrying the power of the will requires Taoism, and the only people who can drive the power of the will are the ancestors who created the Taoism. Creatures under the True One cannot create a dharma image on their own, nor can they drive a powerful lineage that can carry the power of wishes. If they want to use the power of wishes to shape a dharma image, it may be easier to achieve the True One than what he is doing now.
After all, using the body of an emperor to drive the Dharma is really shocking, even if he borrowed the name of an ancestor.
It was impossible to do this in Kyushu. Firstly, no one would regard him as Hengxiao Jinni. Secondly, Kyushu is too stable and powerful, and the more stable and powerful the realm, the more difficult it is to make tricks in the rules. There is also the tombstone of Hengxiao Jinni in the Taihang Mountains. How could it be possible to use the name of Hengxiao Jinni to cast a dharma image on the land of Kyushu?
"It's still far away." Li Xi'an whispered.
That night, a few Yangshen realm monks and the wish power of a city only healed the cracks in Dongxiao.
After all, it is still the ultimate palace realm.
If he were at the true level, all he had to do was come, and the wishes of all the people in this world would be taken away by him. But now, he at least saw the shadow of Zu.
When Yang Shen entered the Ji Palace, Li Xi'an didn't feel too many obstacles. But when he stood at the top of the Imperial Road and looked ahead, there was only chaos and darkness.
He needs to speed up the pace. The world of Tianguan will collapse and return to Kyushu. I am afraid that Kyushu will be in chaos at this moment. He was not worried about beings trying to plot Taihang while he was away in Taihang Mountain. They were not qualified yet. What's more, the Buddha's hand is in Taihang Mountain. This is the Buddha. Even if she never takes it seriously, she is still a Buddha. The current Kyushu is probably just like the initial stage of recovery. The spirits compete for the demarcated territory, and the disputes between the rising creatures are fighting, flesh and blood.
During this process, it was hard for Li Xi'an to imagine that those ancient monks hiding in the corner would quietly watch this feast.
"Huh?" Li Xi'an raised his head and looked at a corner of the city.
"That girl..."
"Which girl!" Someone tapped him on the shoulder, holding another bun he got from somewhere. It was steaming, and he even handed one to Li Xi'an.
The two of them gnawed on the buns and agreed that they tasted pretty good.
"I took a general look and saw that everyone in this city is praying. Scarlet Dragon, it's rare for you to lie to others. This music has no other effect except to soothe people's hearts. You can't satisfy the petitioners like the real ancestors. their wishes, but you still accepted their wishes, are you so anxious?"
"It also has a role in calming people's hearts," Li Xi'an said.
"There has been chaos and wars in recent times. Many people here are from other cities and have no choice but to leave. They are satisfied with a good night's sleep. There are also people who like glory and wealth. Under this music, these people They will understand something else. In short, I did not treat them badly in this transaction."
"But you are not the ancestor after all. Even if it is carried by a vessel, the vessel is still a part of you. The dragon's body may not be able to withstand the washing of the willpower, let alone the wishpower of a Dharma form." After eating the buns, the mole looked at Looking down, I saw Li Xi'an's arm.
It seems that it has been a long time since he showed his fully transformed hand, with fine scales undulating like red steel.
"I noticed that you have become verbose since you got here, like an old woman." Li Xi'an put away the flute and put his hands into his sleeves.
"Maybe it's because I know you better." Zhu retorted without joking, his eyes were very calm, "Witnessing the collapse of a realm requires great courage and determination, and you have not only witnessed it, It was the planner who had personal experience and shattered the Qingsuo world."
"Sometimes, your determination is really scary."
"Is that what you think? Are you worried that I will slowly go to extremes?"
"It's not impossible." Zhu shook his head. He actually didn't say a word. The moment he stepped into the Tianguan Realm, Chijiao was not affected at all, which meant that he had nothing to miss. But Can a living creature really not feel attached to some kind of existence in the world? Is that really called a living creature?
A being with no place to stay in the soul will slowly lose himself.
Suddenly, Mole shivered.
Slowly losing yourself, isn't this a kind of loss? And lost...comes from filth. There seemed to be some kind of clues connected in his heart, but when he went deeper into his thoughts, the clues that were finally connected were scattered all over the place. But one thing is certain, no matter how strong the determination and strength, those who cannot see themselves clearly will eventually fall.
"Let's go, I need to see that girl in person." The sound of the words woke him up.
He watched Xuanyi's figure getting further and further away, and finally, he chose to follow.
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Oh, by the way, it seems that a friend has misunderstood something. The Dragon Girl in the previous chapter refers to the ninth statue of Hengxiao Jinni. Why did he mistake it for Nanzhu (?■_■)? I am immediately confused.
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