The winter plum blossoms are blooming again, and at the end of the screen, a pool of warm spring condenses with smoke, and a thrush perches on a branch in the snow, calling softly.
Mo Wanyun is standing by the window, holding the curtain with her bare hands lowered, her eyebrows are lightly furrowed, her eyes are full of hope, she is leaning alone against the green mountain railing, she is dressed in Luoqi Orioles embroidery, her waist is slim, peerless and independent.
She walked through the jade spring, watching the haze over the mountains, the fish swimming in the quiet pool, and the two fishes swimming side by side, back and forth, like Tai Chi. Suddenly, her heart was touched, the cinnabar appeared between her eyebrows, the three souls appeared, using the clouds and mist as a soul bridge, and found the natal bottle.
In a moment of enlightenment, I entered the realm of soul condensation!
The great scholar Mo Fanchen, who was reading a book in the hall, felt something in his heart, and suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
Mo Fanchen held the jade book in his hand, twirling his beard and smiling, looking quite satisfied. But at this moment, he stared at the end of Mo Wanyun's soul bridge, his face changed wildly, the scholar's attitude was solemn and angry, he raised his sleeves, and
The crane's pen was as bright as a cane, the jade script was written, and the golden jade pole was transformed into a talisman. It condensed into an ancient saint's character. With a wave from afar, it stuck to Mo Wanyun's natal bottle like a flying flower into a mirror.
The emerald green light on the natal bottle was like condensed white jade. After spinning, the imperfections on it dissipated and disappeared into Mo Wanyun's divine sea.
Mo Wanyun opened his eyes, as if waking up from a big dream, and said suddenly: "Grandpa?"
Mo Fanchen sat slumped on the ground, waved his sleeves, and said with some fear: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous."
Mo Wanyun frowned slightly, "Grandpa, I just had some thoughts and thoughts, so I entered the country inexplicably and finally became a practitioner. Is there any harm in that?"
Mo Fanchen had a complex look on his face and sighed: "Ten thousand years ago, the literary sage had a great dream in Jingting Mountain and attained the Tao and soared to heaven. Scholars in the world all seek to hear the Tao in the morning and die at night. This is to seek the wonder of sudden enlightenment. Practitioners seek
In the three thousand worlds, some people are seeking immortality, and some are looking for their true heart. However, from ancient times to the present, there are only a few people who follow their wishes. The sage said,
Morning bacteria don’t know Hui Shuo, and worms don’t know Spring and Autumn. They use it to judge people, but it’s just like this. You enter the country while looking at the scenery. This is a great opportunity. However, the way of heaven is impermanent, and it often takes away people’s good luck.
Those who walk in the sky may not always be blessed. Wan Yun, did you ever notice anything unusual in the Demon Suppression Tower?"
Mo Wanyun shook his head gently, blinked a little embarrassedly, intertwined the fingers of his hands, and whispered: "Grandpa always forces me to study. I have always snoozed, and I only snoozed in the Demon Suppression Tower.
A few days ago, when the door of the secret room was opened, I encountered hundreds of monsters that had been killed. I lured some of their spirits into the soul lamp and came out."
When Mo Fanchen heard this, he raised his eyebrows at first, then remained silent for a long time, and then sighed, "You are already quite old. You are the son of the secular world, and you were born at fifteen, and you are the royal nobleman, and you are crowned at eighteen. You like to play around.
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Mo Wanyun entered the Soul Condensing Realm for the first time, her whole temperament improved, and she was as airy as a fairy. She walked to the pavilion, picked up an unwoven belt, and said in surprise: "Grandpa, are you weaving belts these days?
Who are you going to give a crown gift to? Who has such great honor? There are so many people in Shushan, but none of them have ever enjoyed such an honor."
Mo Fanchen was afraid that Mo Wanyun would damage the tie, so he walked in quickly, held it carefully in his hand, and said: "You think I am willing, but I am just entrusted by others and have to do it. The other party has to do it by me."
Do you think this will delay my study?"
Mo Wanyun's eyes were big and bright, and he asked: "Who is it?"
Mo Fanchen pointed at the peach blossom forest and said meaningfully: "Who else could it be? Gu Yusheng is in the peach blossom forest. A person can't be in the trough all his life. The beggar still has three days left. Luck will always take care of him.
At that time, no, a good thing happened to him."
"ah?"
Mo Wanyun stood there in a daze, biting his teeth slightly.
Mo Fanchen noticed his granddaughter's gaffe, stood by the window with his hands behind his hands, and said, "Wan Yun, a few days ago, you didn't practice at Luochen Peak, but waited for that kid at the Demon Suppression Tower, right?"
"I don't."
Mo Wanyun blinked.
Mo Fanchen was silent for a moment and said solemnly: "Wanyun, listen to grandpa and stay away from that kid from now on."
"Why?"
Mo Wanyun suddenly became nervous.
"There are so many reasons in this world. Just obey."
Mo Wanyun bit her teeth.
"I have to ask why about this matter. Grandpa, the books you have read are as high as the mountains. Do you also have a mountain of prejudices in your heart that is higher than the books you have read?"
Mo Fanchen slowly closed his eyes and said, "You can do it with anyone, but not him."
"Why?"
Mo Wanyun took a step back slightly on his toes and said stubbornly: "Could it be that grandpa, like many elders of Qingyun Sect, has eyes full of worldliness? Has grandpa forgotten? I was once a tiny dust in the world, walking in the snow.
Starving, just because I later became a descendant of the Mo family and bathed in the awe-inspiring light of the Holy Academy's Book Mountain? So I really became noble?"
"That's not the case, kid, listen to me."
Mo Fanchen turned around, put his hands in his sleeves, seemed to have made a lot of determination, and then said: "Gu Yusheng... He is different from other people. Most people in this world are unfortunate because of being ordinary.
And he is destined to be unfortunate and ordinary. Some people are willing to sacrifice their own reputation to protect his ordinary life. This is destined to be his fate. He is the darling of his parents, and how could you not be the same? Listen to my grandfather's advice,
Stay away from him."
Mo Wanyun's eyes were like mist, and he pursed his lips and said, "I don't understand, Grandpa, what you are saying is too great, and I don't want to understand it either."
"You will understand later."
Mo Wanyun's misty eyes shed two drops of clear tears. He turned around and covered his face and said, "I don't want to understand in the future."
Mo Fanchen seemed to be a little nervous, feeling hurt and annoyed, and blurted out: "Then let me tell you, Gu Yusheng's soul bridge is broken. He is destined not to be a cultivator in his life. He can only be an ordinary person. What you just said
You should have sensed that there is a mark from the upper realm on your natal bottle. It is a gift from the upper realm and also a shackle from the upper realm. If he does not go against heaven, he still has a way to live. If he goes against heaven, he will definitely be in trouble in this life.
Death is impermanent!"
Mo Wanyun's delicate body trembled, and she sat in the pavilion, silently, murmuring: "Why is this happening? He is already suffering so much, Qingyun Sect is so small, and there are so many people laughing at him and trying to bully him.
, step on one or two feet, and take pleasure in it, isn't this enough? Why is there still punishment from heaven? Is God blind? If so, I hate this day!"
Mo Fanchen also looked a little old, and he said: "I'm the one who doesn't understand. After reading books all my life, I still don't understand that there are so many people in the world, but you just take that kid into your heart. When the flowers bloom in the coming year,
, after I crown him, I will take you back to Shushan and never come to Qingping Mountain again."
Mo Wanyun looked clear.
He opened his mouth and said: "Then I also want a hairpin, I don't have to be eighteen."
"Nonsense!"
…
Peach Blossom Forest.
Small courtyard.
Gu Yusheng was sitting quietly watching the sword.
Suddenly, a blue bird landed on the plum blossom tree. The blue bird's fur was brightly colored, and it actually spoke human words and said to Gu Yusheng: "Boy, your sect's reward has arrived."
After saying that, the blue bird's beak glowed with green light, and it spit out a newly made sect order out of thin air, and threw it towards Gu Yusheng with its claws.
"Get it!"
The bluebird circled above Gu Yusheng's head, soared into the air, and then disappeared, leaving only traces of its claws in the snow and mud on the branches of the plum blossoms.
Gu Yusheng held the sect order in his hand. He always felt that the sect order was heavier than the previous one, and the runes on it were more mysterious and complex.
Gu Yusheng stared for a moment, his expression moved slightly. He was in the cave in the snow forest, and soon came to the Sutra Pavilion at Lingxiao Peak.
The guarding elders are still the same people as before.
Seeing Gu Yusheng standing at the door from a distance, he became more energetic and waved to Gu Yusheng.
"Then boy, come in, come in."
Gu Yusheng walked slowly into the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
The elder guarding the Sutra Pavilion asked with a smile on his face: "I heard that you stayed in the Demon Suppression Tower for nine days?"
Gu Yusheng nodded.
The elder of the Sutra Pavilion asked again: "Someone said that you can kill hundreds of demons with one sword?"
Gu Yusheng said seriously: "Yes."
The smile of the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion disappeared, and he looked up and down as if seeing Gu Yusheng for the first time.
"I've grown a lot taller. Are you here to find some secrets on cultivation?"
Gu Yusheng said: "Find a few secret books on the Soul Condensation Realm and go back to practice."
"Um."
The elder nodded, as if he had become confused again. Suddenly, he opened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face: "Soul Condensation Realm? You mean, you want to find the secret book of Soul Condensation Realm?"
Gu Yusheng handed over the sect order.
"Elder, let's see if there are enough sect contribution points."
The elder who was guarding the Sutra Pavilion had a surprised look on his face. He took the sect order and padded it with his hand. His eyelids jumped. He lowered his head and took a closer look at the sect order. He was so excited that he took the sect order.
He put it into a hidden compartment covered with runes and took it out after a while. He looked complicated and couldn't say a word, and pointed to the stairs of the Sutra Pavilion.
"Go up, go up and look for..."
"Thanks."
Gu Yusheng picked up the sect order and walked to the second floor.
The disciple guarding the door came in and wanted to ask, but the elder raised his hand and said, "Don't talk, I'll be quiet first."