In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the sky is cold and the ground is freezing. The moonlight is hazy, and in the night, the snow feathers fall quietly, and are swept up by the north wind. They dance and swirl like pear blossoms all over the sky.
On this cold winter night, there was silence in Duanyun Mountain, except for the whistling sound of the north wind. Not to mention the chirping of birds and insects, even the beasts with thick fur couldn't stand the cold winter and found caves to hibernate.
.However, on this snow-covered mountain road, a person suddenly came walking through the snow.
He was a thin young man. He was dressed in white clothes that looked like snow. He had ebony hair and handsome features. In this midwinter season, he only wore a thin scholar's long shirt and put his hands in his sleeves, but he didn't look like that.
Instead of shrinking from the cold, the corners of his lips were raised, his brows were smiling, and he was walking leisurely on the falling snow.
An ice crystal floated gently and landed on the tip of his nose. The man smiled slightly, stretched out his slender fingers from his sleeves, and let the snow feather fall on his palm. After a while, the falling snow melted into
The crystal water droplets are like shining pearls under the reflection of the silver moon.
The young man smiled silently. He raised his head and looked at the vast sky, where the silver moon was in the sky. After a moment, he lowered his eyes again and looked around: he saw green mountains covered with snow, and the sky was vast. The thick snow was pressing on the green pines.
Above the needles, he stretched out his hand, gently touched the mottled bark of the old pine, and smiled softly:
"Old Song, Old Song, we have to say goodbye today, and we may never see each other again. I hope you will practice Taoism as soon as possible and that you will not fall down for thousands of years."
The north wind howled, fluttering the pine branches, and the heavy snow caused the pine branches to fall, and then bounced back, as if the old pine was nodding to the young man. The pine branches trembled slightly, and the snow foam flew, falling on the young man's black hair.
He didn't dust himself off, he just smiled and patted the tree trunk as if to say goodbye, and then continued walking on the snow.
This person is Immortal Lord Mo Bai. He has already cultivated the body of an earthly immortal. With the guidance of his good friend, General Cangming, and the blessing of the magic weapon Yunshengjing, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Tomorrow is the day when he ascends to immortality. Cangming
He also made an agreement with him: We will meet at Nantian Gate to welcome our friend Feixian.
So, that night, Mo Bai took a leisurely stroll, taking in the panoramic view of Duanyun Mountain, and said goodbye to his hometown where he had lived for hundreds of years.
After tonight, he will leave the world, no longer disturbed by the world of mortals, no longer entangled in worldly affairs, cut off his love, cut off the mortal world, and from now on he will be in the class of immortals and devote himself to cultivation.
Thinking of this, the smile on the ink-white lips became even stronger. Those eyes, as warm as ink jade, reflected the moonlight, and the brilliance flowed, covering every plant and tree in Duanyun Mountain, and the flying snow and mist in the sky.
The vastness was in his eyes and engraved in his heart. He wandered leisurely, walked down the mountain steps, and entered a bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.
This bamboo forest is Mo Bai's favorite place: in the spring, the bamboo shoots sprout, fresh and tender; in the summer, the bamboo leaves form a shade, blocking the scorching sun; in the autumn, the wind blows on the green branches, and the bamboo shadows dance. Even these things are dying.
In winter, the snow feathers fall on the green bamboo, white as suet and green as emerald, which also has a unique charm.
At the moment when he was walking in the bamboo forest, admiring the bamboo shadows reflecting the winter snow, suddenly, Mo Bai's feet stumbled, as if he had hit something. At this time of year, it was impossible for the bamboo shoots to sprout. He bent down and reached out to brush them.
After removing the layers of falling snow, he was shocked by the sight before his eyes and lost all his smile:
Buried in the snow turned out to be a newborn baby girl.
Her little face was wrinkled, her head was no bigger than a fist, and her body was still connected to the umbilical cord. Mo Bai hurriedly dug through the snow, took the baby girl out, and put it against his chest, trying to warm her with his body temperature. But then
The child may have been frozen for a long time, his small body was stiff, and his closed eyes were covered with cold snow flakes. In this situation, it was obvious that there was no way to save him.
Looking at the young baby, Mo Bai's heart suffocated. He hurriedly stretched out two fingers and recited the incantation of "Qi Healing Technique". He used magic and magic to heal the baby girl, but there was still no improvement. He couldn't help but
Frowning his eyebrows, he couldn't bear to see this little life suffer such a misfortune just after it was born. She wouldn't even have time to open her eyes and take a look at this mundane scene...
Mo Bai thought for a moment, and took out an ancient mirror from his lapel. The ancient mirror was silver-white in color, with patterns of auspicious clouds carved on the back, and faintly emitting golden light. It was the "Yunsheng Mirror", an artifact of the fairy world.
"I'm sorry, Mo Bai is going to miss the date."
He whispered softly, not knowing who to listen to. The next moment, Mo Bai channeled his spiritual power into his palm, and the Yun Sheng Mirror became radiant. The entire mirror changed shape and condensed into a dazzling golden beam, even reflecting brightly.
Entering the bamboo forest, Mo Bai raised two fingers, activated his spiritual power, and introduced the golden light into the baby girl's chest, instantly sinking into her tender skin.
The light faded, and the dark night came again. In the quiet bamboo forest, I suddenly heard a loud cry:
"Wow-"
The baby's cry broke the tranquility of the dark night. Looking at the crying girl in his arms, kicking her legs and stretching her arms, Mo Bai's previously frowning brows finally relaxed. He raised the corners of his lips and teased her gently.
He touched the little guy's chin. This action somehow made the baby girl stop crying. The little guy opened a pair of bright, amber eyes and looked curiously at the young man in front of him.
Seeing this, Mo Bai raised his lips and smiled. He stretched out his fingers to tease her and said softly: "Since I met you in the bamboo forest under the moon, I will call you 'Xiao Zhu', Yue Xiaozhu."
Naturally, the baby girl couldn't understand the name. She just opened her little mouth, said "Ah woo", bit the ink-white finger, and sucked it in small mouths.
Her action made Mo Bai smile awkwardly and sigh helplessly: "Oh... Xiaozhu, be good, your master and I don't have this ability... Ah, that's right."
Mo Bai suddenly remembered something. He took off a jade gourd from his waist, poured spiritual power into it, and said to himself: "The Yunsheng Mirror is a magical artifact in the fairy world. Although Cangming lent it to me, it will help me."
Practice, but after all, he still has to take back the treasure and bring it back to heaven. But now Xiaozhu Yuanshen has been integrated with Yunshengjing, and he relies solely on the magical power of the artifact to survive... No, he cannot be allowed to find Xiaozhu, Thirty-six Strategies
Go ahead!"
He tore off a piece of clothing, carefully wrapped it in bamboo, and placed the emerald wine gourd in his swaddling clothes. This emerald wine gourd was originally a gift from Cangming, but now it was made into a seal by Mo Bai using magic to hide his relationship with him.
The aura of Yun Shengjing can no longer be found in Cangming.
Mo Bai picked up Xiaozhu, straightened his back, raised his eyes to the vast sky, where the moon was hazy, and whispered:
"Friend, I'm sorry."
After that, Mo Bai made a magic formula and performed the "Landing the Wind Divine Walk" technique of shrinking the earth. Fluorescent green light condensed in the void, forming a Yingying magic circle. He walked into the formation with Xiaozhu in his arms and disappeared instantly.
figure.
The brilliant light dissipated, everything was silent, and Duanyun Mountain returned to the dark night. The moon reflected the green mountains, the sky and the earth were vast, and only the snowy feathers fell silently.
