I only heard someone coming, walking in the wind and snow, chanting:
"The sunset falls with auspicious snow, the smoke waves are fishing, and the jade bones are cold and cold. When the flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos change into flower branches, for there is a faint fragrance.
The remaining candles illuminate the cold plum blossoms, which are full of beauty and elegance, and their icy posture has a fairy-like air. Now it's better to go up to the mountain and look out, to cover up all the evil roads in the world, and to sweep away Qing Ming with one sword. "
He came closer and frowned slightly, as if he had not seen Chizun Yaqian Sheng and the boy. He walked between them, put down his fishing rod and leaned on the cold plum. He waved his sleeves lightly and stepped into the house.
Suddenly two plum blossoms fell, one fell on Chizun and the other fell on Xiaotong, exuding a cold chill and disappeared.
Suddenly the wind and snow became stronger, covering both of them, drowning...
After a few days, the wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the sun was just right.
Under the cold plum blossoms, a person stopped and looked into the distance to see its appearance, which was exactly what the saying goes:
A gentleman with deep eyes and distant worries, shallow brows.
Open your chest to swing a boat on the clouds, and use your feet to determine the world.
The snow-white clothes, carved with the red color of winter plum blossoms, and the occasional fluttering cloak, have their own fairy-like appearance.
Looking at the scenery after the snow, it was so beautiful that I couldn't help but write poetry, and I read: "Look at the scenery in the north, thousands of miles of snow drifting..."
"ah……"
At this moment, there was a long cry of surprise, the snow ground cracked, and someone climbed up from the deep snow, shaking off the snow from his body. Looking closely, it was Chi Zun Ba Qian Sheng. There is a sword stuck in his back, which is the sword of benevolence.
He stretched and said, "I slept so well this time..."
"Hmph!" The person in front of Hanmei couldn't help but feel slightly angry as his interest was disturbed.
Chizun hurriedly bowed and said, "My friend Ruixuezhao Fengyi, thank you very much this time. Otherwise, my life will be at stake. Please take off the sword from my back."
"If you do evil things, you will bring about the consequences. Forgive me for not helping others to do evil."
"You are a Confucian, a righteous person, and a country, and I am a member of the Taimang lineage, but our positions are different. We are strong enemies in battle, but we are still friends in private. How can we say that we can help the emperor and abuse him?"
Rui Xuezhao turned around to Feng Yi, her face unimpressed, she stared at him coldly for a long time, then waved her sleeves.
A stone bench and table suddenly appeared under the winter plum blossoms. There were pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table, and there was also a volume of quotations from saints called "Benevolence and Love".
He said: "The sword of benevolence sees benevolence. Copy the "Benevolence Chapter" a hundred times and understand the true meaning of benevolence. The sword of benevolence will fall on its own."
"Really? I suspect you are lying to me."
Zhao Fengyi fluttered his sleeves, turned his back, and looked at the scenery in the snow. Suddenly, a big white bird with long wings, a sharp beak, a stinging sound, and fierce claws flew past. He said: "If you believe it, you will believe it. If you don't believe it, I won't send you far away."
When Chizun Baqian Sheng heard this, his face turned pale. The Confucian holy energy in the sword of benevolence rushed through his body, hindering the movement of his true energy. The injury lasted for a long time and became more serious. At that moment, his heart suddenly crossed: That's it, that's all. After all, it was I who deceived him first and followed his lead. Let him vent his anger.
He obediently walked to the stone bench, sat down, and copied "The Chapter of Benevolence and Love".
One day later, there was movement in the snow again. A child crawled out of the deep snow. He looked around blankly, without any relatives or friends. His voice was milky, and he said to himself: "My name is Jun Xuanyuan, no, no, no, I am not him. Who am I?"
That day, his soul was damaged by self-inflicted wounds and his memory was damaged. In addition, Emperor Chi cast a spell, and the evil aura in Emperor Chi's bloodline eroded, causing his soul and personality to undergo strange changes.
Ruixuezhao Fengyi looked at the child, her hands clasped behind her back wavering unsteadily, and the inexplicable thought in her mind: The child in front of her has the aura of Chi Huang, should she kill him or not?
He hesitated.
Ba Qian Sheng said hurriedly: "This is the son of Emperor Xuanyuan. Half of Jun Xuanyuan's soul is merged with the blood of Emperor Chi, and the child is reborn through the creation of the law of life through the blood. He is innocent and innocent. It is better to stay with you to show the contribution of Confucian education. .”
He was afraid that his friend would go to extremes and killed him directly.
Zhao Fengyi looked at the little boy and had a plan in mind.
The child stood up and walked slowly towards Zhao Fengyi. Seeing that he was gentle and elegant, he said calmly, "I feel that you are very kind, and this plum tree is also very kind. Do you know who I am?"
"Call me sir."
With some memories remaining in his mind, the child bowed: "Sir."
"You came from Junxuanyuan and were reborn from the snow. Now I give you the name: In this life, you are the best. Xue Yuanxuan. From now on, you will listen to the Confucian classics under my seat."
The boy bowed again and said, "Yes, I will be the best in this life, Xue Yuanxuan. Thank you sir for giving me the name."
"Go ahead and learn the sage's words "Benevolence" first."
After a month of this, Chizun Baqian Sheng copied the "Benevolence Chapter" but did not agree with it. Zhao Fengyi has yet to draw his sword for him.
"My sword is the truth. Those who agree with it will be benevolent and loving. Those who don't agree with it will be killed."
"Absurd remarks cannot be taught to children."
Just as the two were arguing, a huge black cloud suddenly surged in from the sky, accompanied by a familiar domineering laughter.
"Hahaha... Confucians have a heart for heaven and earth, and a destiny for the people. A gentleman will never regret it in life or death. Ruixuezhao Fengyi, can you be a Confucian?"
Dark clouds are coming, the contrasting scenery on the snow-capped mountains is about to trigger an extreme war.
Ruixuezhao Fengyi waved her hand, and the Confucian holy spirit rose into the sky. Instead of being elegant, the sword energy was hidden in the peak of her eyebrows, and she said sternly: "Emperor Chi, you have crossed the line!"
One sentence crossed the line, and the atmosphere suddenly changed. One hates the long years of detention, and the other hates the senseless killing and blood-stained China.
As soon as Qian Qian fought, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and heavy snow flew...
…………
"boom……"
Heaven and earth collide, yin and yang conflict with each other out of balance, shocking a hundred miles radius, and there is no distinction between pure and turbid.
Xuantian Fenghao Emperor Yang and Yetian Xuannv Yuexi suffered the backlash of the yin and yang energy of heaven and earth. They were each injured and vomited blood, and the energy in their bodies was disordered.
Di Yang said: "There is a huge disparity in skill between you and me, and the yin and yang are out of balance, and even encounter backlash. It is best to have someone in the middle to adjust and fiddle with the yin and yang."
Yuexi said: "In the world, among those who practice the infinite transformation of yin and yang, apart from us, the only one left is Dongwang Taiyi. Dongwang is in seclusion. I don't know when he will be able to come out."
"Where's his clone?"
"I've asked before, but no. That old gangster is wandering around in the world, and just thinking about it makes me angry."
At this moment, I suddenly saw a pillow on the top of the mountain, and when the world was about to disappear, I took a long breath, and the Cang Sheng Sword came out, piercing the sky, and disappeared in an instant.
Di Yang hurriedly followed, and a bright sun flew into the sky, leaving a voice saying: "Xuannu, I predict that you will be in trouble in the near future. Remember to wait here and don't travel around the world."
Flying through the sky, following Cangsheng Sword, he wondered for a moment: Could this location be the peak of the sea of clouds, the dojo of Emperor Xuanyuan?
High on the mountain, Yuexi, the mysterious goddess of the night sky, sat cross-legged, regulating her breath and calming her inner breath.
Suddenly feeling the energy of heaven and earth turbulent, she opened her eyes and looked far away, only to see auspicious clouds coming from the sky, full of holy energy, a person standing on the clouds, his sleeves dancing in the wind.
When I got closer, Yuexi suddenly realized that it was you, the Confucian sage Ziqian.
The sword of virtue is hung on the waist, and the volume is held in the hand. Standing upright in the sky, he is full of righteousness and vigor.
I heard Zi Qian stroking his beard and saying: "Carry on the ambition of becoming a saint and put an end to the troubled times. Enlighten the wisdom of all people and establish the rule of peace."
Yuexi said: "Confucian sage Confucian scholar Qian, why are you here?"
Zi Qian landed on the top of the mountain and said: "Yetian Xuan Nu Yuexi, please wait aside and don't interfere, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for anything else, she unfolded the volume in her hand, revealing a Tai Chi circle diagram.
Yue Xi was surprised: One of the three treasures of Taoism, Laojun Daohua Tai Chi Diagram, I heard from King Dong that it has not been passed down, so why is it in the hands of a saintly Confucian? What's not good is that he wants to force Wan Nian Cang out.
With a move of Zigan's hand, his true energy moved wildly, and the Tai Chi diagram grew in the wind. In an instant, it covered the sky and the sun, covered a place, covered the entire mountain, and the yin and yang suddenly became unbalanced.
In an instant, clouds and mist reappeared on the top of the mountain. Behind the clouds and mist, Wan Nian Cang reappeared faintly. He frowned as he looked at the huge Tai Chi diagram cutting off the power of heaven and earth.
Hey, hey, hey!
Cang Sheng's sword went away, and Di Yang left. At this moment, it was like catching a turtle in an urn, unable to move.
The moonlight of the mysterious girl in the night sky turns into the night special piano, and Wan Nian Cang is related to the rise and fall of the Yin and Yang family, and must not be lost. She fingered the strings, her hair was about to be released, and she had to fight.
"People are hiding in the mountains, disasters come from the sky, God's will, there is no choice."
The Tai Chi diagram above his head shows his cultivation level at the peak of Taoism. It is hard to find an opponent at this moment. Zigan shouted: "Wan Nian Cang, you insulted the dignity of my master in the past. Please taste the consequences today and atone for your rampage."
Immediately, the virtue sword was unsheathed and slashed...
