You Chunshan searched for a long time before finally finding the young man watching the sea by the White Flower Floating Island.
Because Yu Chaoyun was practicing, this young man from Donghai didn't have anyone to push his wheelchair, so he didn't bother to sit in the wheelchair. He limped to Nan Dao's side and leaned on the stick he picked up somewhere. I looked there for a long time, but probably couldn't see anything.
The missing door is in the depths of the East China Sea. The only things that can be seen from such a Taoist temple are the sky, the sea, and the moon.
You Chunshan looked at it for a long time before asking in confusion.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?"
As soon as he finished speaking, You Chunshan saw that the young man beside him turned around suddenly as if he was frightened.
"...Uncle Master, you didn't see me just now, did you?"
You Chunshan felt a little incredible.
He always thought that Nandao knew that he was coming, and just stood here quietly as always.
But I never thought that this time, the young man really didn't know that he was coming.
Nan Dao looked at You Chunshan silently for a long time, then turned back and said softly: "When did you come?"
You Chunshan stood there with a crutch and thought seriously, then pointed at the second moonlight in the distance and gestured.
"That moon hung over the sea so much."
Nan Dao turned around and saw You Chunshan stretching out his thumb and index finger, gesticulating seriously.
However, Nan Dao didn't know how many gestures he had made, so he turned back.
You Chunshan put down his hand, used the crutch and moved his position, walked to Nan Dao, looked at it for a long time, and then asked: "So what was Master Uncle looking at, so fascinated?"
Nan Dao stood there holding an umbrella and said softly: "I didn't see anything, I was just in a daze."
You Chunshan looked back at Nan Dao's emotionless face. Perhaps he believed it. He looked around, put the wooden stick in his hand aside, and then sat down on a nearby rock.
This young man who would become an immortal sooner or later sighed sadly there.
Nan Dao looked down at You Chunshan's back, remained silent for a while, and said softly: "Why are you sighing?"
You Chunshan raised his head and smiled and said: "Actually, I didn't want to sigh. It's just that when I came out of the White Moon Mirror, I saw the Taoists who were studying Ji Kuo's Heart sighing. When I walked here, I saw Uncle Master again. I was in a daze, so I subconsciously wanted to sigh."
Nan Dao said thoughtfully: "It seems that Ji Kuo's heart is indeed not as simple as we thought."
You Chunshan said sadly: "Probably yes."
The young man said and laughed again.
"But it's normal. After all, we don't know anything about such things. When I heard the people from the Tiangong Department saying that there was a missing door that could solve this problem, I subconsciously thought that this Taoist view was somewhat omnipotent. Just thinking about it, In fact, we are all just human beings. One bite will not make you fat, and one will not be able to perfectly reproduce the exquisite design of the Tiangong Division."
Nan Dao said softly: "Yes."
You Chunshan looked at Nandao and said, "So why is Uncle Master in a daze?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said softly: "Senior sister and the others probably think that I need to go back to Gaoya of the East China Sea to take a look."
When You Chunshan heard this, he turned around and sat in the moonlight, counting with his fingers very seriously.
Nan Dao frowned and said, "What are you counting?"
You Chunshan raised his head and said sincerely: "Although, it has indeed been almost half a year, and it's time for my uncle to go back and take a look."
"..."
Nan Dao was silent.
You Chunshan thought for a while and asked, "Uncle Master, don't you want to go back?"
Nan Dao said calmly: "I don't want to see that high cliff."
You Chunshan looked at Nandao with a strange expression and said, "I didn't say Mojian Cliff either."
Nan Dao said calmly: "But I want to say Mojian Cliff."
The two looked at each other for a long time, and You Chunshan turned his head with a smile on his lips and said softly: "It's true."
Nan Dao didn't say anything.
The two of them watched the moonlight quietly on the white flower island.
The moon in the sky is indeed not as bright as the moon on the sea.
The white moon mirror is half-sunk in the sea, and the moonlight is bright and clear, as if the story between the sea and the sky is falling.
You Chunshan suddenly felt that he really seemed like a heavenly being.
So he sighed very contentedly.
Then he looked up at the small figure sitting at the top of the White Moon Mirror.
"Why does that little Taoist boy named Wang Xiaohua sit there every day?"
This question has probably been on You Chunshan's mind for a long time. After all, the story that happened on the top of the White Moon that day really made him a little confused.
Nan Dao also looked there. After a long time, he slowly said: "Because she is afraid that the world will ask for her."
You Chunshan asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"
Nan Dao said calmly: "It means the same as the goddess living in Wushan."
"She is also a goddess?"
Nan Dao did not answer this question, but turned around and walked on the white flower path holding an umbrella.
You Chunshan scratched his head, feeling a little confused. After thinking about it, he picked up the stick and limped along.
The young man probably didn't know which direction he should go, so he walked very casually on the path in the forest where many white flowers had fallen.
You Chunshan followed Nan Dao for a long time, looking curiously at the back of the young man under the umbrella under the two moonlights.
"What did Uncle Master say to the seniors on the island today?"
Nan Dao said calmly: "It's nothing."
Although he said nothing, the young man stopped on the road again and looked up at the pale moon in the sky and the bright moon in the sea.
After a long time, the young man turned back suddenly, with a very dazed light in his eyes.
"You said, people sometimes say goodbye by fate...what does it mean to see you again by fate?"
You Chunshan sighed and thought to himself, as expected, the problems that should come will still come.
Although such a question was also an extremely difficult one for him, just looking at the wavering light in the young man's eyes, You Chunshan still thought seriously while leaning on the stick, as if he was half-working and leaning on the stick. The hoe began to meditate like a farmer.
After a long time, the young man from Donghai said softly: "Master, do you still remember when I pretended to be Master Sword Master in that alley in Qingjiao City?"
Of course Nan Dao remembers it.
And I remember it clearly.
After all, You Chunshan was really good at pretending.
Even Nan Dao subconsciously thought that he was really the master uncle of a certain sword sect.
The young man nodded.
You Chunshan chuckled softly, raised the stick in his hand, and tapped a branch above his head, causing white flowers to fall rustlingly.
The young man from the East China Sea stood among the fallen flowers in the moonlight and said softly: "This is a fateful reunion."
Nan Dao stood there for a long time, looking at Youchun Mountain.
Of course he understood what You Chunshan meant.
People who want to see falling flowers may stand there and wait quietly for the wind to come. Of course, they may also impatiently stretch out their hands and knock on the branches above their heads.
If You Chunshan didn't want to see the married woman in the alley, he certainly wouldn't have taken the young boy there.
Although some people forget the name of the third flower in the world after a few days, they will definitely not forget it when they come to Youchun Mountain.
The young man stood quietly for a long time, then looked at You Chunshan seriously and asked: "Then how can I be destined?"
You Chunshan took a breath of air.
Did you ask me such a question?
However, looking at his uncle, who was only sixteen years old, You Chunshan was still leaning on the stick and thinking very seriously.
It took a long time before You Chunshan said sincerely: "The cliff is too high, uncle, I don't dare to think about it."
Even Shenhe, Chen Yunxi and the others are talking about Gao Ya no longer being there.
But for most people in the world, Mojian Cliff is still the highest place in the world.
Nan Dao patted You Chunshan on the shoulder sincerely.
"It doesn't matter."
The young man's dismissive attitude probably made You Chunshan a little unconvinced.
Of course I can sincerely say that the cliff is too high, but uncle, you should save some face for me.
You Chunshan limped towards the White Moon Mirror.
Nan Dao looked at You Chunshan with a strange expression as he left immediately.
"where you go?"
You Chunshan said without looking back: "Go back and think about how to make your uncle have a good relationship."
"..."
Nan Dao stood there silently.
It wasn't until the limping figure disappeared on the cloud-like hanging steps between the White Moon Mirror and the White Flower Floating Island that Nan Dao turned around and looked up at the ladder that You Chunshan had just knocked down with a stick. Every branch.
If you want to see fallen flowers, of course you can knock them off the branches.
Nan Dao thought about You Chunshan's stick and looked at his umbrella.
In fact, for the young man, he can indeed knock the white flowers off the cliff.
Unfortunately.
The young man felt that he was not a beast.
...
It was probably the first time that Yu Chaoyun knew that this uncle was related to the one on Mojian Cliff.
Although You Chunshan only said that Nandao wanted to go back to visit his husband.
It’s just that there is no need to be so entangled in visiting your husband?
This Qingtian Dao girl sat cross-legged on the cliff, looking at the water droplets falling in the cold light, and thinking about this problem seriously.
You Chunshan was sitting in a wheelchair nearby, holding the stick on his knees and looking solemn.
"Uncle Master has helped me so much. Of course I can't just watch what Uncle Master will become in the future and just make Chunjiang burst into tears and look haggard because of Yi."
"..."
Yu Chaoyun looked back at You Chunshan silently.
"What does it mean to make a spring river full of tears and make people haggard because of Yi?"
You Chunshan was stunned for a moment and said: "Isn't it very smooth? Isn't it like this?"
There's probably nothing wrong with that.
Yu Chaoyun finally gave up the idea of arguing with You Chunshan, and just mentioned what You Chunshan said just now.
"The gentleman can't go down the cliff, and the student refuses to go up the cliff. How are you going to meet him?"
You Chunshan sighed and said, "That's why I came to ask you if you have any ideas?"
Yu Chaoyun sat there silently, looking up at the cold moonlight hanging down from the height of the White Moon Mirror.
The two sat there for a long time, but in the end they probably still couldn't find any answer. Yu Chaoyun had no intention of practicing anymore, so he stood up melancholy and returned to the small room behind him.
You Chunshan wanted to roll his wheelchair and catch up to ask, but the door of the wooden house slammed shut. You Chunshan sighed and rolled his wheelchair silently to the other side.
The White Moon Mirror is naturally huge, with many drips and thousands of cliffs. Although they are not very high cliffs, it is obvious that there are many places for people to live here.
After all, Taoists are also human beings, and they can't really be busy like ants all day long.
You Chunshan also returned to the hut, looking at the sea water that had not passed through the window lattice and was rippling against the glass. The world outside the window looked like a deep starry sky.
The moon in the sea seems to be level with the sky.
You Chunshan looked there for a long time, and felt a little sleepy. He yawned, climbed out of the wheelchair, and ran to sleep.
...
Ye Zhuliu woke up early in the morning and saw the young man under the umbrella holding the Parrot Island in his hand, practicing sword practice in the white flower forest.
The sword intent flowed across the sky, and the sword light was brilliant. In the dim sky of the early morning, it looked like many slender silver fish leaping onto the sea.
So the white flowers on the ground looked like some fish scales.
Ye Zhuliu watched there for a while, but Xie Chunxue also came over and stood aside with his sword in his arms, watching quietly.
The Taoist turned his head, looked at Xie Chunxue and said with some amazement: "When I saw him this spring, he should be in the Rain Viewing Realm?"
Xie Chunxue said softly: "Of course state has never been an important thing."
Ye Zhuliu smiled and said, "Only those with good talent would say that."
Xie Chunxue glanced at Ye Zhuliu and said, "Do you have poor talent?"
The Taoist's talent is certainly not bad.
Although this disciple of Xie Chaoyu is very young, his level of Dao is indeed not low.
It's just because the missing door is far away in the depths of the East China Sea, and the world has never known about it or asked about it.
But even Ye Zhuliu felt a little ashamed of himself when facing this young man.
The two of them didn't say anything else. The young man seemed to be immersed in the Flower Piercer Sword and didn't pay attention to the two people at the edge of the forest.
Ye Zhuliu turned around and spoke slowly, "Master, a few days ago, a Taoist book came back."
Xie Chunxue held the sword and said calmly: "What does this have to do with me?"
Ye Zhuliu smiled softly and said, "It does have something to do with it."
Xie Chunxue stopped there and looked at the Taoist quietly.
Ye Zhuliu did not continue to laugh and said seriously: "Your Majesty was killed by thirteen Yi's bows in Shanyue City. Huai wanted to take this opportunity to hold Xuanxu Courtyard in his hands. According to His Majesty's wishes, If there is a missing one, someone needs to work with the Imperial College to supervise the Xuansheyuan."
Xie Chunxue seemed to understand something, sneered and said, "What a great Xie Chaoyu, he actually set his sights on his great-grandmother."
Ye Zhuliu said sincerely: "If it were me, I would probably do the same."
after all.
After all, his disciple married his great-grandmother.
No matter how accustomed Xie Zhaoyu was to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, it would be difficult for Xie Chaoyu to face such things calmly.
Since you can't stand it, it's natural to be out of sight and out of mind.
Just when Ye Zhuliu finished speaking, Xie Chunxue picked up the sword in his hand and hit him on the head.
"Don't talk about such things here without shame. You are not responsible for all these things."
Ye Zhuliu chuckled.
The two walked for a while, and Ye Zhuliu stopped and said, "Of course, if you don't want to go, you don't have to go. After all, Master didn't say that we must go, and it just so happened that Senior Brother Mu hadn't come back yet. , we can let him pass when the time comes.”
Xie Chunxue was silent for a while and said, "Of course you can go."
Ye Zhuliu looked at Xie Chunxue's hesitant expression and said slowly, "What worries do you have?"
Xie Chunxue said softly: "I'm worried whether something like this will delay my fishing."
"..."
Ye Zhuliu was helpless for a while, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the hanging steps leading to the White Moon Mirror with a strange expression.
The Qingtian Dao girl was very excited and pushed the young man in the wheelchair towards this side.
Ye Zhuliu watched strangely as the two rolled up falling flowers and stopped on the trail, panting.
"What are you doing?"
Yu Chaoyun carried the sword case on his back, released his wheelchair, and saluted the two of them.
"I've met the two seniors, we..."
Before Yu Chaoyun finished speaking, he was interrupted by You Chunshan's cough.
The latter also bowed in his wheelchair, and then said mysteriously: "It's nothing, we are catching flowers."
Xie Chunxue looked at the white flowers that were lifted up and fell down by the two people's tracks, sighed, and said, "What a beautiful flower catcher."
You Chunshan hesitated for a moment, looked at the two of them and asked, "Is my uncle in the forest?"
Xie Chunxue didn't say much, just nodded.
"He is practicing swordsmanship there, you go."
Yu Chaoyun thanked You Chunshan, rolled his wheelchair, and headed there in chaos.
Ye Zhuliu and Xie Chunxue stood there silently, looking at their backs.
Of course Xie Chunxue would not know what they were going to do. After all, even if he had to guess something, there had to be causes and logic.
So she looked at Ye Zhuliu aside.
The Taoist smiled softly and said, "Look what I do? I'm not that boring. I have to figure out what others have to do every day."
Xie Chunxue sneered and said, "Then why did you spend so much effort to perfect the underlying logic of such a mirror?"
Ye Zhuliu said softly: "You can ignore your destiny, but you can't know it."
Just like how the rain in the sky turns into snow, such a thing has nothing to do with the vast majority of people in the world.
But the reason behind it naturally still needs to be understood.
There is more to everything than meets the eye.
Xie Chunxue did not continue to make things difficult for Ye Zhuliu, but asked curiously: "So, what is the underlying logic of that mirror called?"
Ye Zhuliu turned his head and looked at the White Moon Mirror floating on the sea, smiled slightly and said, "The Emperor of the Center."
Xie Chunxue raised her eyebrows and said, "Chaos?"
Ye Zhuliu looked at Xie Chunxue in surprise and said, "You actually know that too?"
Xie Chunxue said calmly: "In the beginning, sword cultivators were of course Tao cultivators."
Ye Zhuliu was speechless.
...
And at the bottom of the White Moon Mirror.
On a certain large lake, there is a huge mirror that is slowly breaking out of the water, suspended under the cold light, bathing in the water of many drips, washing the dust and mud on it.
As all the filth was washed away, many lines that were like the end of a galaxy began to slowly appear on the mirror that reflected the cold skylight.
The lines finally turned into extremely simple Taoist texts.
Displayed line by line.
At the end is a line of small words.
...
The Taoist said softly: "To be precise, its full name is Dual Mechanism Integration: The Central Emperor's Third Generation System."
Xie Chunxue raised her eyebrows and said, "It's a long-winded name."
Ye Zhuliu smiled softly and said, "So it also has a very concise name, called mirror."
