Spring is coming in February, and in the foothills of West Kunlun, the white winter snow is melting away under the spring sunshine, melting into drops of snow water and forming streams, flowing down the mountains.
The treetops with new branches are swaying in the spring breeze. On the melted frozen soil are a pair of footprints. Stretching to the foot of the mountains, there are figures in different robes. They are all dressed as Jin people from the Central Plains. There are several of them.
He is dressed in Taoist priest attire, looking up at the mountains moving from south to north.
"right here?"
"The message left by Fellow Daoist Chen is here."
The two people talking were Qingxu and Yuchen, the two Taoist priests. On the left and right were Yun He who had stayed in the northwest for a long time, and Yunlong Erdao who had returned from traveling. They were also surrounded by Juling Mansion, Lihuo Gate, and Chengyun Gate.
's disciple.
According to the agreement made when Chen Yuan left, after the spring of the next year, he followed the message left behind and pursued it all the way to West Kunlun.
Yuchen pursed his lips and took a breath, but didn't say a word. The senior brother Qingxu next to him turned his head to look at him.
"What's wrong?"
"This mountain..." Yuchen hesitated for a moment, stroking his long beard, and sighed: "Since this time, I have been thinking about Fellow Daoist Chen, who has the art of inviting gods. Those who have never heard of it before
You and I have never heard of the god and the Kunlun Mirror, the artifact that we have now, for most of our lives. How do he and his gods know about it? I feel as if there is another world."
Qingxu nodded slightly, probably thinking the same thing in his heart.
"I heard Daoyou Chen mention the Kunlun Mirror, which seems to be able to reverse time and space. Behind Yulong Mountain, during the chat, he vaguely mentioned to the Heavenly Master that this world is not like this, but that it is separated from the world of Datong and is far away from time.
If what he said is true, then taking the Kunlun Mirror should be to bring this world back to its original great harmony!"
"It's okay for children who have traveled far away to return to their mothers." Yuchen frowned and glanced at the people around him fetching water or sitting on the ground chatting and laughing, "But... what will happen after being brought back?
Will the people and things in this world change? Are you and me still you and me?"
The soothing air became dull, and both of them fell into silence.
"It's best to wait until Fellow Daoist Chen arrives here to meet up and ask him in detail."
After the silence, Qingxu was the first to speak. Over the past two years, most of his hair and beard had turned white. He spoke with a majestic and upright air. The Heavenly Master was recuperating in seclusion. He was in charge of all matters in the Heavenly Master's Mansion. As for his junior brother's speculation, he
I was also slightly worried.
"But if time and space turn around and this world merges into the Great Harmony, it will disappear or lose itself. How should we deal with it all over again?"
Yuchen on the side expressed his doubts one after another. Thinking of this possibility, his cheeks bulged slightly. After hearing his junior brother's words, Qingxu also nodded.
"There are so many things that have happened in these years. First, the barbarians went south, then to the Abyss Demon Cave, and finally to Concubine Yi. It is difficult for people to think about it in leisure time. Now that I think about it, time and space are really going to reverse. For me,
Wait, is this world good or bad? Alas..."
Having said this, Taoist Master Qingxu flicked his fly whisk, clasped one hand behind his back, looked at the vast mountains shrouded in mist, and sighed heavily.
"I wish I didn't think about it too much." Yuchen also sighed.
"Forget it, you and I are just making wild guesses. We can only think too hard. Things haven't been done yet, so there is still room for maneuver. Let's wait until Fellow Daoist Chen comes over."
Qingxu squeezed his hands tightly, turned around and smiled, walked to the creek not far away, and looked at the surrounding landscape of the Western Regions. Taoist priest Yuchen sighed again, followed him, walked to a nearby rock and sat cross-legged
Down.
at the same time.
The Daoyou Chen mentioned by the two of them had already passed through Pasutiya. Wadi stabbed him when he came, and the old cow pulled the car. The group walked leisurely through the plateau and mountains, and experienced a big battle. Yiren was captured, and everyone
Everyone feels relaxed.
Along the way, in addition to hurrying up, Chen Yuan and others also visited Pasutia. Seeing that this land that was originally part of the Middle East and Central Asia in later generations has developed a different style, the master also returned to a crazy state, without any intention.
Playing around heartlessly.
At this time, the scenery along the way is already what it looks like after the beginning of spring. The withered yellow wasteland is covered with patches of tender green. After leaving the border of Pasutia, we have traveled another four to five hundred miles. In our field of vision, we can already see
Wadi assassinated the city.
The number of business travelers on the official road gradually increased. When he saw Chen Yuan and his party, who looked like Orientals and greeted each other with a few broken Chinese words from time to time, Duma was even more excited. He had been away from home for two or three months and experienced life and death again.
When it comes to the battle between gods, bragging about it for a lifetime is enough.
"Dear guests, the Duma would like to invite you to the city and stay at my home."
"No."
After the ox cart approached Wadi Ci, it stopped moving and gradually stopped outside the city gate. Chen Yuan got out of the carriage, looked at Hu Shang who was holding his hands, shook his head with a smile, and then he also held his hands.
"When we get here, it's time for us to say goodbye. If there is still fate in the future, you can go to the Central Plains to find me and reminisce about the past. When you see the Zhenjun Temple, you can worship my name Chen Yuan to the statue!"
Duma is already in his forties and has reached the stage of physical exhaustion. It is hard to say whether he will be able to go to Han Dynasty in the future. After getting acquainted with Chen Yuan and others along the way, now it is time to say goodbye, and the reluctance is revealed on his face.
Both eyes are slightly red and the tip of the nose is a little sore.
He knew that Chen Yuan and others must be the same as those gods in the West. They are all immortals. They may not be able to see them when they come to the Central Plains. This difference may never be seen in their lifetime.
"Dear guest, Duma will definitely go to Han Dynasty and see the scenery of Han Dynasty." He said with some choking.
"Okay, let's get together again then."
Accustomed to separation, Chen Yuan showed no discomfort on his face. He smiled and turned back to the bullock cart. The wheels turned again and gradually drove eastward along this official road towards Congling.
"guest!"
Hu Shang shouted when he saw the bullock cart going away, and chased it a few steps. In the sight of Wadi passing by, he suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed down.
From a distance, Chen Yuan looked back and sighed with emotion. On the corner of the carriage, the Nezha wood carving was hanging upside down, with his arms clasped in his arms and the corner of his mouth curled up.
"A mortal, a barbarian, what's there to lament? When will I return to Han, my prince is almost impatient to wait."
The only one who can stop Nezha from being too messy here is Chen Yuan. As a wood carving, he can't be too far away from him. To transform into a human form, he needs to use the art of inviting gods, otherwise he can only keep the appearance of a wood carving.
.
However, he still showed his naughty nature along the way. When he arrived at the inaccessible Congling, he got off the car and ran around in the forest. He jumped on the branches and slid down the trunk, landing on the crazy old man's head, shoulders and neck.
Sitting there, the old man was not upset. They even played wildly together in the forest, swinging on the tree, playing with water in the stream, and discussing which meat on the old cow was delicious...
It's almost like a grandpa and his grandson are fooling around.
The sky in Congling was sinking and rising again. It was already the ninth day of February. Chen Yuan and his party had already descended from Congling amidst the commotion and headed south to West Kunlun. They also met some people who were inquiring about news here.