After the clear frost transformed into blue light was penetrated by green light, it no longer had any intention of rising. It dragged a long blue tail like a meteor from outside the sky, and with the sound of "rumbling" thunder and explosion, it shot straight from the sky. Fell down!
A loud noise!
The blue light group hit the main hall of the Holy Worship Palace heavily!
Suffering this heavy blow, the entire mountain began to tremble, and the Holy Worship Palace could not withstand such a powerful impact and collapsed.
Among the ruins, smoke and dust spread everywhere.
Wang Suizhen jumped up, looked up at Mochou who was slowly falling in the sky, and said with great surprise: "Master, have you defeated that Qingshuang?"
Before Mochou could answer, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and then slowly became very bright again.
In less than a cup of tea, the entire sky was as bright as the sun, and the intense light almost blinded everyone's eyes.
Wang Suizhen didn't know why. After the light in the sky gradually weakened, he immediately looked around and saw that the scenery around him had changed drastically. The square was gone, and the palace that was smashed into ruins by the clear frost was also gone. In the cool night, a The pale blue moon hung brightly.
Wang Suizhen was taken aback and secretly wondered: "Why is the moon blue? What... is all this happening?"
A burst of melodious music came from somewhere, and a woman in white slowly floated out from the blue full moon.
The woman in white has a graceful figure and long flowing hair. Every move she makes reveals all kinds of tenderness and charm!
Mochou couldn't help but trembled, and called softly with a trembling voice: "Rouyu?!"
There was irrepressible joy and unforgettable longing in his voice, which was heartbreaking to listen to.
Rouyu's figure seemed to be slow but actually fast. Wang Suizhen felt his eyes blurred, and Rouyu had somehow arrived in front of Mochou!
She smiled brightly, covered her lips and smiled softly. She turned around in a circle as light as a feather, and her slender jade fingers, as white as snow, slowly stretched out towards Mochou.
In her ordinary and understated movements, Wang Suizhen on the side was shocked to feel a bone-chilling murderous aura. He only felt that his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and the blood in his body was stopped by the murderous aura. He couldn't help but exclaimed in shock: "Master, don't reach out, she...!"
But Mochou seemed to be oblivious to Wang Suizhen's words. He stretched out his hand and took Rouyu's slowly extending slender hand with tenderness and love.
Holding hands together, the whole world suddenly fell apart!
The dazzling light strikes again!
Wang Suizhen squinted his eyes desperately and saw Mochou's figure falling slowly in the light blue sky!
The extremely rich green light on his body was slowly dissipating at this moment!
Wang Suizhen jumped forward with all his strength, stretched out his arms, and used his arms to hold the master who fell like a feather.
With a smile on his face, the master gently patted the back of Wang Suizhen's hand.
Wang Suizhen felt relieved when he saw that his master seemed to be safe and sound, but he also had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.
There was no angry look on Mochou's face, and he smiled and said: "Good disciple, I will go as my master!"
Wang Suizhen was taken aback and said in amazement: "Master, you...what do you mean...by saying this?"
Mochou said softly: "That little eunuch Liu is no match for me. But I still couldn't let go of Rouyu in my heart. When I saw Rouyu, I had a flaw in my mind that shouldn't have appeared, and was shattered by Rouyu's sword energy. If the heart pulse is detected, the master will die in a moment!"
Wang Suizhen was filled with sadness, tears fell like rain, and he cried loudly: "Master, you don't want to die. Brother Changshan just died, are you going to die too?"
"Life lasts only a hundred years, and everyone dies. A swordsman dies by the sword, and that's what he deserves! And I can die by the jade sword, just what I want. Don't be sad, take out the withered sword from your chest! "Mo Chou pointed to her breast pocket with some difficulty.
Wang Suizhen followed his instructions and took out the dead branch that Mochou had kept close to his body.
"You should carry the withered sword with you at all times and understand the true principles of the sword. After all, you are useless as a teacher. If you cannot understand the true and noble principles of the sword, you will always remember the old things in your heart, and you will never let go of Rou Yu. , finally died under the sword of love! If you are lucky enough to meet your master, who is also my master, you have to plead guilty to him for me. If he wants to punish you, you can take it well as a substitute. I have apologized to him as my master, and you must not disobey him!"
Wang Suizhen solemnly put the dead branch into his pocket, and nodded solemnly with tears on his face.
"You are a good apprentice, but I am not a good master." Mochou touched Wang Suizhen's thin face dotingly, and a green light began to slowly disperse from his body.
"Good disciple, I hope you can reach the state of perfection, virtue, greatness and emptiness like your master in the future! You and I are destined to this, so take care of yourself!" After Mochou said these words, his whole body felt like a broken piece. Like broken porcelain, pieces were broken into pieces.
When the breeze blows, it turns into nothing.
Wang Suizhen's eyes were dim with tears, and suddenly he felt something and looked up.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, a blue light and a green light were entangled in the air, dancing gracefully.
Wang Suizhen wiped away his tears and looked attentively. Aren't those two rays of light the master and his wife Rouyu?
The two people sometimes held hands, sometimes looked at each other and smiled, sometimes cheered and played, just like a very ordinary young couple in love.
Wang Suizhen looked at it for a long time, a little crazy, and thought to himself: "Master finally got his wish and is with his wife?"
Wei Wei was distracted, and when Wang Suizhen raised his head again to look for traces of his master, he saw the sky was silent, white clouds and blue sky, and the two green and blue lights had disappeared without knowing when?
A scream suddenly came from the direction of the ruined Holy Worship Palace: "My sacred weapon! Why is my sacred weapon broken? You bunch of dog slaves, why don't you get over here quickly?"
The cry was high-pitched and sharp, and it was hard to tell whether it was male or female. Once you heard it, you knew it was the wail of the little Eunuch Liu.
Everyone in the square woke up from a dream, and swarmed towards the ruins. After only a moment, Wang Suizhen saw everyone running towards him carrying the bleeding Eunuch Liu.
Wang Suizhen stood aside and watched with cold eyes.
I saw that little Eunuch Liu, who was so proud just now, was now in tatters. He was holding a rectangular package wrapped in his tattered robes with both hands.
Looking at the face of young Eunuch Liu, he was extremely filthy. Blood and mud were mixed together and smeared on his face. He no longer looked like a fairy or a saint like a swordsman just now.
When young Eunuch Liu saw that everyone had stopped, he immediately shouted in horror: "What are you stopping? Why are you stopping? Go back to the capital quickly. I want to ask the master to repair the sacred artifact. If anything goes wrong, you will all be beheaded!" Go! Go! Go!”
When everyone heard this, they felt as if they had seen a ghost or as if their buttocks were on fire. They carried little Eunuch Liu and rushed down the mountain crazily.
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In the morning, there is mist.
Wang Suizhen sat upright at the table and took a sip of the wine in his glass.
In this world, what would happen if everyone you care about died?
The master is dead, the wife is dead, and the young master is also dead.
Later, I met Changshan and paid homage to the master.
Changshan died, and the master later died.
The bandits in Qingzhai were worthy enemies, but all their enemies were dead at this time.
During the fight between Mochou and Qingshuang, a sword aura fell from the air. The people in Qingzhai were waiting for Little Eunuch Liu's order in the Juyi Hall. As a result, the entire Juyi Hall was instantly destroyed by the sword aura. .
Ninety-nine percent of the leaders of Qingzhai were dead, and the remaining small figures immediately dispersed.
This time, all the enemies were accidentally killed.
If everyone in this world who you know well and everyone who knows you is dead, are you still alive?
Yes, still alive.
Just, a little lonely.
Living alone.
Wang Suizhen drank the sake in the cup in one gulp.
Is there a method in the world that can make people no longer lonely, no longer afraid, and no longer confused?
Wang Suizhen remembered what Changshan said: "In Buddhism, there is a great method of supreme virtue, which can keep people away from all confusing dreams and right and wrong. And Taoism also has a most great and true method. Those who understand this method will be free and at ease. concern."
Wang Suizhen then thought again: "Master Mochou, the swordsmanship is so powerful that it can go up to the sky and into the sea, just like walking on the flat ground. Even if you walk on the flat ground, it is just a matter of fingertips! There are so many martial arts masters in Qingzhai, but Master The mere aftermath of the battle with Qingshuang was wiped out! The master is so capable, but he still can't let go of his wife. It can be seen that no matter how good the swordsmanship is, if there is a flaw in the heart, he will still die. If you want to be invincible, first of all You have to cultivate your state of mind to be invincible in the world..."
"As the saying goes, if the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old. Is this the truth?"
While Wang Suizhen was thinking wildly, Lan Shanyue led dozens of people over.
He walked up to Wang Suizhen, bowed with great respect, and whispered: "My dear benefactor, come with me to see Miss Yang."
Wang Suizhen jumped up suddenly, wondering whether he was sad or happy: "Sister Hongxiang...she...she is really still alive?"
Lan Shanyue laughed in agreement, nodded and said, "Let's go, benefactor."
Wang Suizhen followed Lan Shanyue around Lanjia Village, from the south to the northernmost part of the village.
The village of Lanjiazhai is not big, but the deep houses and courtyards everywhere are silent. It may be that there is no one. You can always see people coming in and out from various gates, but everyone who comes in and out seems to be mute and does not speak when they meet. , just gesturing, and if he had to speak, he would lean in and whisper.
The huge village was as silent as a tomb. There was no sound of human beings, only the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects could be heard.
Walking outside a large luxurious house in the northernmost part of the village, Wang Suizhen faintly heard the sound of string and bamboo playing music coming from the house.
This house is extremely luxurious. In front of the door are two lions, tall and majestic. They tilt their necks and look down at all the living things passing by the door.
Looking up, there are three words written in cursive on the plaque in front of the house: Worship the Holy Palace.
