As a Donghai person, of course it is impossible not to know a name like Qinglian.
What's more, Cao Weiying clearly said the words "Ten Years Sword Sect".
From the first ten years of sharpening a sword, Shuang Ren never dared to try the sword master for ten years, to the subsequent ten years of sharpening a sword, Shuang Ren never dared to try the Mo Jian Ya.
Although everyone in the world knew that Qing Yi of that generation had a disciple named Bai Yi, from this name it could be seen that this was the next generation of Cliff Master. It's just that the person who took care of the brothers and sisters back then was always a third disciple named Qinglian.
In later years, the Ten-Year Sword Sect was once called the Green Lotus Sword Sect.
Although You Chunshan is just a commoner in a small town near Qingjiao City in Donghai, people in Donghai are probably not familiar with the story of Mojian Cliff, at least they are familiar with it.
When I saw such a huge figure that looked like it was lying drunk in a big lake, I suddenly remembered something on Mojian Cliff.
"Three thousand feet of gray hair?"
Cao Weiying didn't know why You Chunshan suddenly mentioned such a thing. He lowered his head and looked at the big lake behind the Tianmen. He looked at it for a long time, probably counting seriously. After a long time, he said softly: "White Hair Three thousand feet, Yuanchou seems to be a long one. Maybe it is indeed three thousand feet."
You Chunshan walked to the edge of this cliff in amazement, groped with his hands, and sat down there. Everything outside the big lake was vast, maybe it was clouds and mist, maybe it was the mountains in the sky that continued to stretch, but In the light of the fine snow and the bright moon, nothing could be seen clearly.
"Teacher...Senior."
You Chunshan changed his words sincerely.
But probably such a title is not what Cao Weiying likes.
The young man in green clothes took a big sip from the wine gourd, then sat down with one leg stretched out on the edge of the snowy cliff, squinting at the person who was still sleeping in the lake.
"You can continue to call me uncle. The senior is him, not me."
When You Chunshan heard such words, he suddenly forgot what he wanted to ask before, and looked back at Cao Weiying beside him in surprise.
"Then... what is the relationship between uncle and senior?"
Cao Weiying took the wine gourd and thought about it seriously, then said, "Maybe it's a dream?"
The young man in Qing Shang laughed as he spoke and repeated the sentence with certainty.
"It's just a dream. Today's dream, tomorrow's dream, and the thousand-year dream fall down into the world, and countless grasses in the world turn into fireflies."
You Chunshan asked curiously: "What about sometimes you transform into a crane in your dreams?"
Cao Weiying lowered his head and chuckled, and said, "It means that sometimes in dreams, the body turns into a crane."
You Chunshan actually listened vaguely, seeming to understand, but not seeming to understand. He just looked at the young man in Qingshang beside him who seemed sincere but also casually perfunctory. In the end, the young man from Donghai did not ask further. He lowered his head and looked at the white-haired swordsman-like figure who was sleeping peacefully in the lake for a long time, and then raised his head to look at the top of his head. The fine snow fell on top of his head, and the sky above his head poured in. Everything was distant and hazy.
"Go up, what is it? Is it Bai Yujing?"
Cao Weiying was sitting there drinking wine, and also raised her head, looking at the sky with a sigh and lamentation.
"No, there is no Bai Yujing in the sky. The sky in the sky is still just the sky."
Behind the wind is the wind, and behind the sky is the sky.
You Chunshan is not very able to understand such a sentence.
But when the young man in green clothes who was drinking put down his wine gourd, he turned to look at You Chunshan strangely, and asked suddenly: "Why are you here?"
You Chunshan suddenly remembered this question and looked at Cao Weiying in surprise.
"Didn't Senior...Uncle Master ask me to come?"
Cao Weiying raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"
You Chunshan thought about it very seriously and said, "Didn't it mean that there is a white jade capital in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, immortals caressing my head, and I will be blessed with immortality?"
"There is no Bai Yujing in the sky." Cao Weiying chuckled softly, then turned to look at a lake of thin snow, bright moon and sky light. "There won't be any immortality. I'll probably just help you open the Heavenly Spirit."
You Chunshan didn't understand what this meant, but he always felt that Cao Weiying didn't say anything nice.
After this young man from Donghai saw Cao Weiying, he thought it was such a young man in green clothes who sent him here.
But if not, then what?
You Chunshan sat there with his knees in confusion.
Cao Weiying has been sizing up this young man. This young man in Qingshang really doesn't understand why such an ordinary person can come to such a place.
"Do the people on the twelfth floor want to come here until the end of their cultivation?"
You Chunshan hesitated for a long time, then turned to look at the young man in Qingshang and asked.
Cao Weiying thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
"Has anyone been here before?"
Cao Weiying smiled slightly and said, "No."
You Chunshan opened his eyes wide in surprise.
"not a single one?"
Cao Weiying said sincerely and truthfully: "Not one."
The young man in green clothes looked back at the extremely long steps outside the snow-covered Tianmen.
"This place is much more difficult to walk than the sword steps at Mojian Cliff."
You Chunshan looked at Cao Weiying for a long time. There was an unknown smile on the face of this young man in green clothes.
"So maybe they got halfway there and went back to the human world."
You Chunshan thought of the clean long steps in the mountains along the way.
If the world were to walk by, it probably shouldn't be so clean?
Cao Weiying continued to smile and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you come here or not. Once you set foot here, you may not be much higher than the rest of the world. If you don't come here, it doesn't mean you can't go further. Here. .....”
The young man in Qingshang paused, tilting his head and thinking for a long time.
You Chunshan asked curiously: "What's going on here?"
Cao Weiying looked at You Chunshan and said with a smile, "This is just a place for someone to sleep."
You Chunshan was very surprised and said: "That rumor in the world..."
"What is said in the human world must be correct?" Cao Weiying said calmly. "You can't believe hearsay. You are the first person to come here in thousands of years, so why do you still believe in things passed down from the human world?"
You Chunshan nodded thoughtfully.
Cao Weiying continued to drink wine. It seemed that the wine in the green wine gourd would never be finished.
"But one thing is true."
You Chunshan asked curiously: "What is it?"
Cao Weiying chuckled and stood up, overlooking the land of Tianmen Lake.
"Ordinary people really can't come here."
Just like Qifeng Mountain in Lingnan, it is probably difficult for ordinary people to walk to the valley on the top of such a high mountain.
But this made You Chunshan even more puzzled.
"So why did I come here?"
This problem really stumped even Cao Weiying.
The young man in Qingshang stood there for a long time, thought for a long time, and then said, "Where were you before?"
"Tiangong Division."
Cao Weiying raised his eyebrows, turned to look at such a young man for a long time, and continued to ask: "What are you doing in the Tiangong Division?"
You Chunshan said sincerely: "For treatment, the doctor said that I had cold bone syndrome and would shrink and die in a few years, so he took me to a cliff in Sili, where a doctor cut open my head. , Speaking of uncle...I really..."
This young man from Donghai was a little uneasy.
"Isn't he really dead?"
Cao Weiying smiled, turned around, drank wine and said: "You can't die. Your soul is so strong now that you seem to be invincible. Not to mention the future, at least for a hundred years, you will be safe and sound. .”
You Chunshan was very surprised and said: "Really? I won't fall flat on the ground again?"
Cao Weiying asked with some confusion: "What fall on the ground?"
You Chunshan told Cao Weiying about his fall to the ground. For some reason, the young man in Qingshang lowered his head and glanced at the world, then smiled slightly and said, "Probably not."
"Then this is really great." You Chunshan beamed with joy.
This made Cao Weiying say a little weirdly: "Why does it seem like this makes you happier than when you came to heaven?"
You Chunshan said sincerely: "Because I know that my talent is very poor. I can't even draw Qi into my body..."
Cao Weiying interrupted You Chunshan, patted his shoulder, and said softly: "Only those who are invincible can be invincible, and only those who can come can come here."
You Chunshan felt that this young man in green clothes seemed to be talking nonsense.
But he saw that the young man raised his hand from behind the fine snow, attracting a very bright white light, which was a little denser than the moonlight and a little less quiet than the cold plum. The white light fell on It lingered around this young man from the East China Sea, and I didn’t know what it meant.
You Chunshan looked at the white light very strangely, watching it circulate around him for a long time, and then tentatively raised his hand, and the white light fell into his hand.
At that moment, the young man from Donghai froze in shock.
An extremely rich and vast meaning came from such a very tiny white light.
"This...what is this?"
You Chunshan looked up at Qingshang and asked.
Cao Weiying smiled slightly and looked at the figure lying on its side in the big lake.
"This..."
"We call it fairy energy."
You Chunshan stood there in a daze, but the words that the head of the Tiangong Department said to him rang in his ears.
"Do you want to become an immortal?"
Cao Weiying looked at You Chunshan and said, "So did you remember anything?"
You Chunshan waited for a long time before he said softly: "So, have I become an immortal?"
Hearing such a rude word, Cao Weiying smiled softly and said, "How can you be called an immortal?"
"Isn't Master Master a swordsman?"
"Then is the Sword Master a saint?"
Of course, the Sword Immortal may not be an immortal.
You Chunshan was speechless.
After a long time, the young man asked in confusion: "Then what do I call this?"
Cao Weiying thought about it seriously for a long time, looked down at the Tianmen Mountain at her feet, and laughed softly: "You went up the mountain, so you are called a mountain person."
Pigs go up the mountain.
You Chunshan thought about the long climb, but he had to admit that he had indeed gone up the mountain.
Just a mountain person, isn't that an immortal?
However, the young man in Qingshang seemed to understand what the young man was thinking. He turned his head and looked quietly at the soft snow falling and the mist-shrouded world.
"Just people."
You Chunshan was very puzzled as to what this meant.
Such a very clear sentence was far more incomprehensible to him than the previous vague words.
"Then what are the people on the twelfth floor planning?"
Cao Weiying just smiled slightly and said, "Yes, what are they planning?"
This young man in green clothes looked down at the human world, and said softly to himself: "I am only from here, so how can I not lie to others?"
It was just such a slight statement, and the young man from Donghai who was thinking hard probably didn't hear it.
You Chunshan sat in the fine snow for a long time, and then finally woke up from all the confusion. The shoulders of this young man from Donghai had been covered with a lot of snow, which felt a bit heavy.
You Chunshan swept the snow off his shoulders, and then looked at the young man in Qingshang who claimed to be Qinglian Yimeng.
"Can I still go back to the human world?"
Cao Weiying chuckled softly and said, "Of course you can, but it will probably be difficult to come here in the future."
You Chunshan said sincerely: "There is no hot pot here."
So it means that whether or not you come is probably not that important.
When Cao Weiying heard such a sentence, she smiled brightly and said, "Yes."
"But I have an uncle who may come here in the future. If he can come, I will find a way to get him to bring you a message."
You Chunshan said very seriously.
Cao Weiying raised an eyebrow and said, "Then why don't you say it now?"
You Chunshan thought for a while and said, "Because if I say it now, it may not be sincere enough."
Cao Weiying didn't say much, she just smiled and said, "Okay."
This young man from the East China Sea also stood up and stood on the edge of the high mountain cliff that was unknown how far into the sky he was, looking down.
"How do I leave?"
Cao Weiying took a sip of wine and said, "Jump down."
You Chunshan looked at the unknown world in the clouds and said melancholy: "Can I go on?"
Cao Weiying shook her head and said, "It's okay, but..."
"Just what?"
"It's just not sincere."
So the world probably really fell into the Youchun Mountain.
...
The old Taoist from Queyimen of the East China Sea and the Lord of Huaidu Heavenly Prison stood quietly on the hanging street and looked at the world.
"Even if a fortune teller in this world can really calculate something, he won't tell others casually."
Bu Suanzi looked at the people coming and going in Huaidu and whispered this sentence.
Liu Qinghe was wearing a black robe covering the wind, looking quite ostentatious. He turned to look at Bu Suanzi, his expression was probably very sincere indeed.
"Why? The secret must not be revealed?"
Bu Suanzi looked back at the noodle shop not far away and said calmly: "Because forget it, there are always people who want to find trouble and prove you are wrong, unless you can pay enough."
Liu Qinghe seemed to understand something and said with a soft smile: "For example, giving money."
Bu Suanzi sighed and said, "Yes."
"Destiny itself is changeable, because everything in the world is uncertain. A scholar has studied hard for ten years, has excellent knowledge, and has inherited human experience. Everyone in the world can see that he will definitely achieve something in the future. But that is not inevitable, Everything is subject to huge variables.”
People like Liu Qinghe can naturally understand what Bu Suanzi is going to say, and he lowers his head and looks down at the world.
"So the missing particle observation error value is the last hurdle of fate. Has the missing one been calculated?"
There is no such mirror hanging on Bu Suanzi's waist. Such a mirror that can deduce most things in the world is still missing, waiting for the repair and reconstruction of the observation model.
The Taoist said regretfully: "No."
The two stood there quietly.
It wasn't until the evening breeze blew again and again that Liu Qinghe said slowly: "So you really thought that that young man from Donghai would reach such a step?"
Bu Suanzi was silent for a long time and said softly: "The little demon on the Nanyi River, I didn't even know she would die in that fate. How can I predict such a story with so many variables?"
Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "So this is probably something we can't understand."
The fortune teller said calmly: "Destiny includes all words and actions that talk about destiny. This is the true meaning of the observation fallacy value - there is a missing particle there, but we cannot be sure what it will be when we look at it. What a state."
The Taoist said with a wry smile and said: "So the story of missing one door seems to be mysterious and mysterious, but in fact it is just a stupid attempt to sum up all experiences in the world and apply them to the following years. Once the correctness of empiricism is overturned, all logic about fate will cease to exist."
Liu Qinghe did not express any opinion on this, but just stood aside silently.
After a long time, the Lord of Hell said melancholy: "It's too high, too far, too deep, Xie Chaoyu."
Bu Suanzi stood in the evening breeze and smiled and said: "Then just think of it as an old Taoist who has been searching for no way to express his true feelings."
Liu Qinghe smiled and continued to wander around the world.
"Although Li Shi was scared away by me, if he really wants to do something to you, he will definitely come back."
But when he heard this, Bu Suanzi smiled calmly and said, "This is not an important matter."
Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows.
"Once your observation of fate is overturned, Xie Chaoyu, it will probably be more than just a broken Taoist heart."
This old Taoist from the East China Sea calmly looked back at the human world, in the direction of Pingchuan when he came from somewhere in the human world.
"I'm right. Two-foot-nine may be higher than three feet, but I'm right."
Liu Qinghe frowned and looked at the talkative Taoist, and asked slowly: "What do you mean?"
"Because I have heard the bells."
Xie Chaoyu looked at the world calmly and said.
"This story of human destiny is more than just the observation of a missing particle."
