After complaining about Tao Wanqiu's injustice, following Hua Fengju to meet old friends, and delivering letters to Qin Ruoyang, Yan Longyu was sent out of the city by Yan Gui and returned to Qishan with Dugu Haodang after solving all the problems in the county.
Although they had only been away from the mountain for five days, the two teenagers had grown a lot.
In a battle with the haired swordsman in the alley, Dugu Haodang broke through the fifth level of martial arts that some mediocre people could not touch in half their lives, while Yan Longyu made up his mind to find out the truth after learning about his parents' life experiences. The truth of that year, go out and see the whole world.
Yan Longyu finally understood why a steady stream of people from temples and rivers and lakes came to take his life in the past fifteen years. It was no wonder that the Songluguan and Xiaoyao Sect sent people to the Gunlong River to block the river and kill Yan Longyu. All this is thanks to his father, the sword fairy.
The name "Sword Immortal of Xishu" may seem romantic, but if you look at what he did in detail, he has offended most of the world. Why did he join the Sword Picking Spear Sect in the Crying Roul Pass, or work in the Xiaoyao Sect? The martial arts state of mind of the master of the White Tiger Palace on Tonghuang Island who was drunk and carving words...it's simply too numerous to describe.
For Yan Longyu, as soon as he steps out of Fulong County, it means that he will become enemies with most of the world. Gu Beixuan, an old man from Xishu, gave the young man a list before leaving. The people on the list are all the same as himself back then. There are many Jianghu sects related to his father's death. Nowadays, seven of the ten major Jianghu sects listed by Jianghu people are listed.
The young man couldn't laugh or cry when he thought of this. Before he even came out of the mountain, his sword fairy father had already offended most of the world for him. What kind of future could he expect?
——The days in the mountains pass quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the summer heat dissipates and autumn is approaching.
Hua Fengju was extremely depressed these days. Although he raised his nephew by himself, he increasingly felt that he could not understand what this young man was doing.
The fifteen-year limit set by the man in white on the mountain has passed. However, since his nephew came back from Fulong County, he has never planned to leave the mountain. He spends his whole day instead of seeking advice from Mr. Qin. , just running around in the mountains with the old yellow dog that has been raised for fifteen years and has not died.
"On weekdays, I always talk about going out into the world to see the world. Why are you so scared after a trip to Fulong County?"
this day.
The breeze blows through the bamboo forest, and the aroma of wine overflows in the small courtyard fenced in the mountains.
Hua Fengju, who had nothing to do, was sitting on the threshold outside the bamboo house, sipping the rice wine he brewed in the courtyard, when he saw his nephew Yan Longyu walking from the bamboo bridge from a distance, looking lonely.
The young man who liked to be dressed in white strode up to Hua Fengju, skillfully snatched the wine bottle from Uncle Feng's hand, and drank it in one gulp. He seemed to be in a low mood, "Uncle Feng, we can leave for Xishu, Huang It's dead."
"What? Huang Yan? Oh oh."
After more than a dozen glasses of wine, Hua Fengju, whose cheeks were slightly red, did not react for a moment. Then he thought about it. This was the name his good nephew gave to the yellow dog he had raised for fifteen years.
Hua Fengju suddenly understood.
It turned out that the boy was unwilling to go down the mountain before because he wanted to personally send away the old yellow dog that had been with him for fifteen years.
The yellow dog is getting old, and Yan Longyu doesn't want to take it around. He hopes that it will sleep in this fairy abode forever and have a good pregnancy in the next life.
And just last night, the humane yellow dog knew that he was not going to die soon. He didn't want to make the teenagers sad, so he walked out of the small fenced yard alone, walked across the bamboo bridge under the old locust tree, and went to the mountain to find He found a secluded place, dug a hole for himself, and lay quietly in it until Yan Longyu discovered its body today.
"For it, this is a good place to end up!" The young man relaxed his brows again, "Uncle Feng, let's go down the mountain! We're going to Xishu..."
Hua Fengju, who always prided himself on being cruel and ruthless, was still shocked by his nephew's kindness. He never thought that the child's delay in going down the mountain was just because of an old dog.
The middle-aged man, who was either drunk or awake, nodded towards the young man, then got up and walked to Mr. Qin next door, telling the old Confucian scholar the truth about the matter.
In fact, Qin Ruoyang had already seen the young man's thoughts, shook his head and said with a smile: "No one cares about the safety of a dog except that child. Forget it, Lao He, pack your things, we are leaving."
No one would have thought that the two "families" in the bamboo forest of Qishan actually left Qishan because of the death of a dog.
That night, there was a gentle breeze in the mountains.
Yan Longyu and Dugu Haodang came to the old locust tree beside the bamboo bridge at the same time.
This is the place where the two of them have played together for fifteen years, and after tonight, the two young men will leave here and wander around the world.
Dugu Haodang leaned on the railing of the bamboo bridge with the breeze blowing on his face, his green hair on his temples swaying in the wind, and said coldly: "Sir, he said he was going to the south of the Yangtze River with Lao He, and asked me to go to Xishu with you."
Yan Longyu, who was looking up at the stars in the sky by the bridge, smiled and said, "Mr. Qin is going to finish this for you."
"Meng Hulu, you said that if you really become Emperor Huan in the future, and I, Yan Longyu, ask you to help me kill people again, will you still be willing?"
"As long as it's someone who deserves to be killed, I will definitely help you." Dugu Haodang replied without hesitation.
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing more.
Suddenly, an old voice came into the ears of the two of them. It was ancient and distant, "One is Emperor Ziwei, the other is Lonely Star. Hahaha, interesting! Very interesting."
As the sound dissipated, a figure appeared out of thin air on the bamboo bridge next to the two teenagers. His white clothes were swaying, and a gentle white light glowed around him, which became more and more real.
Fifteen years later, the white-clothed celestial being came to the mountainside again and stood on the bamboo bridge again. His black hair had completely turned into white hair.
Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred, and the stars shifted. The waning moon that was originally located in the west moved to the center of the night sky at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stars rotated at the same time like stars holding the moon. Finally, the night sky was rearranged like a huge chessboard. !
Hua Fengju, who was sitting on the threshold of the bamboo house with a lamp on and wiping his long blue sword that had not been unsheathed for fifteen years, immediately put down his sword after seeing something strange and looked towards the white light beside the bridge. Run.
Qin Ruoyang, who was next door, also walked quickly towards the old locust tree with the support of Lao He.
After everyone had arrived, the white-clothed heavenly man standing on the bridge, with his head full of white hair but whose face could not be seen clearly, smiled and said: "In my last life, I once said something to a person who came here. .”
"The great sign will be for five hundred years!"
Few people know this secret of the dynasty, but Qin Ruoyang, who is Emperor Dahuan's master, knows it well, "Is that person Chen'er?"
The immortal in white nodded slowly.
Hua Fengju, Yan Longyu, Dugu Haodang, the four including Lao He were all shocked and speechless. Chen Er was the founding emperor of the Dazhao Dynasty five hundred years ago!
The white-clothed immortal looked at the night sky, slowly pointed to the west, and continued: "During the five hundred years of the Dazhao Dynasty, there were twenty-six generations of emperors, eight of whom ascended to heaven for their merits in the world. Immortal."
Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Bai Yi, but they only saw seven stars hanging on the sky that emitted faint light.
Yan Longyu said thoughtfully: "You mean that after they became immortals, they all turned into stars in the sky."
Dugu Haodang asked: "But there are only seven stars in the sky. Where did one missing go?"
Hua Fengju seemed to understand something, and blurted out almost at the same time as Qin Ruoyang, "Ban the Immortal to the Lower Realm!"
The white-clothed immortal smiled and nodded, "I have been born since the beginning of heaven and the creation of man."
"I am nothing, just a rule between heaven and earth. In order for all sentient beings in heaven and earth to abide by the rules, I first set up this rule for myself that I cannot leave the mountain."
"The change of dynasties in the human world is like the rise and fall of the tide, and during the period when one dynasty changes to another, it is the time when heaven and earth are connected. There are mortals ascending to heaven and immortals descending to earth, and I will rise at this time. To maintain the order of heaven and earth. Don’t let people from heaven disturb things on earth.”
Baiyi turned to look at the two teenagers, "And you are the chosen ones of this generation who can change the situation."
Hearing this, Yan Longyu smiled awkwardly.
The ancient well in Dugu has no waves.
Only Qin Ruoyang stroked his beard and looked at the two young men with incomprehensible faces with deep eyes, but he was convinced.
The white-clothed immortal was like an old man whose oil had run out. He said slowly: "After tonight, I will no longer be in this world. It all depends on you."
"In the past fifteen years, you, Yan Longyu, have been observing the cloud peaks and observing the clouds, and you have long seen the majestic energy; you, Dugu, have washed your heart in the vast heart-washing spring, and have long been washed into a clean body. As for the benefits of the two, you will know in the future. This is what I am. Something I’ve given you two over the past fifteen years.”
As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could ask any more questions, the body of the celestial being in white on the bridge slowly dissipated inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually turned into fireflies, floating between the sky and the earth.
This time, only Yan Longyu heard three words gradually echoing in his ears, "See you in my dream."
Everyone under the locust tree seemed to have forgotten the demeanor of the immortal in white for a moment, only remembering what he said.
It is unimaginable that the white clothes with supernatural powers that penetrated the heaven and earth just disappeared between the heaven and the earth. For everyone in Qishan, these fifteen years seem to have become a real dream.
Everyone stood there dumbly.
Dugu Haodang entered the divine way: "The Dazhao dynasty was supposed to be around for five hundred years, but the five hundred years have come, and the Dazhao dynasty is still there?"
Hua Fengju murmured: "Who would have thought that Qishan Baiyi, one of the top ten masters in the world, is not a human at all. After this night, there are only nine people left among the top ten masters in the world."
After regaining consciousness, the servant Lao He quickly walked to the bridge where Bai Yi was standing, but he couldn't see any clue.
