'Senior, senior, what's wrong with you? What happened...'
Lin Jingyu rushed to Wan Jianyi's side, knelt down, and tried to help him up with trembling hands, but the place he touched was soft, and a chill came from his heart. Lin Jingyu felt like he was in a bottomless ice cellar.
Where he reached his tentacles, none of the old man's bones were intact.
"Who is it? Who is it?" Lin Jingyu's voice became hoarse in an instant, and he bit his lip deeply with his teeth. Blood flowed out in an instant, and even his eyes burst with anger and despair.
'Senior, senior...'
He screamed in a low voice, choked with sobs, and finally cried. He never knew that he would still cry. Right in front of this desolate and powerless old man, the despair of more than ten years ago seemed to envelope him again.
Wan Jianyi looked at this young man helplessly. He was so sad and desperate that it was impossible to pretend to be false. Maybe, after all, there is someone who is sincere to me, Wan Jianyi thought in his heart.
His fingers moved, and then, as if receiving mercy from the gods, he raised his palm tremblingly.
Lin Jingyu was shocked, grabbed his hand, and said urgently: 'Senior, senior, do you have anything to say? Who caused you to be like this? I, I will definitely avenge you, who, who?'
Wan Jianyi's face became paler and paler, and even his breathing slowed down. But somehow, his eyes became brighter, and the fingers of the palm in Lin Jingyu's hand were shaking...
Lin Jingyu was startled for a moment, then looked down. In the palm of his hand, that old and weak finger, stained with blood, lightly and scribbled out strokes: 'Little... heart...'
Suddenly, behind Lin Jingyu, in the mist, a black shadow flashed out, Mr. Ghost's eyes were bright, staring here. Lin Jingyu's back was turned to Mr. Ghost at the moment, and he was staring at Wan Jianyi's face with all his attention.
His fingers didn't feel it at all. But Wan Jianyi saw it. His eyes and Mr. Ghost's eyes met silently in mid-air, as if a hundred years had passed by.
That vicissitudes of life...
Wan Jianyi suddenly smiled, with a bloody smile, towards Mr. Ghost, and then he shook his head.
Lin Jingyu waited for a long time, but did not see Wan Jianyi continue writing. He raised his head in shock, only to see Wan Jian bent to the side, and he had died. Lin Jingyu's body was shaken, his hands were shaking, and he looked in disbelief.
With his lifeless face, after a while, he shouted: 'Senior...'
The cry of pain came from him throwing himself on the old man's body.
Mr. Ghost stood quietly behind him, staring at Wan Jianyi's old face. After a long time, he quietly retreated and disappeared into the mist. A faint sigh came from the distant wind.
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Howling wolves were heard at the foot of the mountain, carried by the wind, and sharp and ferocious roars sounded densely and continuously from a distance.
At the top of Qingyun Mountain, heads of people were shaking. People of the Righteous Way gathered on Tongtian Peak. Standing at the front were Master Daoxuan, Master Puhong, Yun Yilan and others. Their faces were heavy and their brows were furrowed. They were looking towards the bottom of Qingyun Mountain.
Looking over.
The faint fishy smell can be faintly smelled in the wind, which makes people think of the countless cruel and ferocious monsters at the foot of the mountain. No one knows what will happen after this catastrophe?
In the square outside Yuqing Hall, there were noisy heads, but there was silence, and everyone looked solemn.
It was at this quiet moment that suddenly, a long roar rose into the sky in the distance, like a wolf howling, like a ghost crying, sharp and piercing the air, approaching from afar.
The place where the sound sounded seemed to be still under the foot of the mountain, but the scream came into the clouds, and everyone changed their colors for a moment. The scream echoed, and circled a few times among the dangerous peaks of white clouds, and then slowed down again.
It slowly lowered. But at the moment when it could barely silence its voice, all the beasts roared at the foot of the fierce mountain. Those countless roars rose into the sky, and they gathered together like an overwhelming mountain, until the sky and the earth changed color and rumbled.
came.
The clouds suddenly dissipated, the mountain peaks stopped, and a cloud of black air rose from the foot of the mountain, getting bigger and denser, condensing in the sky opposite Tongtian Peak, until it blocked the sunlight. Black clouds gradually drifted in this wonderland.
An ordinary place.
I don't know who was the first to call out. Everyone on the top of the mountain looked over with sharp eyes. They saw deep in the black clouds and in the hunting wind, a young man wearing a conspicuous silk shirt standing with his hands behind his back, expressionless.
People are looking at this mountain indifferently.
In the eyes of heaven and earth, what kind of thing are humans?
He waved his hand gently, but his gaze seemed to pass through the mountain range.
At the foot of the mountain, beasts roared, fishy wind bursts, and screams finally came...
As if he felt something, Gui Li paused for a moment, frowned slightly and turned around, looking towards the front mountain of Tongtian Peak. He saw dark clouds in the sky there and howling winds. Although it was not very far away, it was far away from where he was.
The weather in the back mountains is completely different.
Warm sunlight fell from the sky and fell on his clothes.
Gui Li slowly withdrew his eyes and subconsciously looked over his shoulder, but he did not see Xiao Hui. This time when he entered Huanyue Cave, he deliberately did not bring Xiao Hui with him. The danger was self-evident and he was not sure.
In the battle with the mysterious old man just now, although Mr. Ghost came to help, Gui Li had an indescribable feeling for the old man in his heart. The thousands of years of history of Qingyun Gate is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden.
Once upon a time, wasn't I also a part of this place?
He pursed his lips indifferently and walked forward again.
Both sides of the trail are the same as before, with dense woods everywhere, evergreen pines and cypresses, and dense vegetation. Only this mountain trail winds forward in twists and turns, leading to the unknown mystery.
Deep in the woods, there are still faint and clear sounds of birdsong. It seems that the catastrophe in the front mountain has not had the slightest impact on the place separated by the mountains. There is a calm atmosphere everywhere, even in the air.
Cool taste.
The nervousness that Gui Li had in his heart was quickly overcome in such a quiet environment, so that when he looked up for the first time and saw the four words 'Huanyue Cave Mansion', he faced the famous
In the world, there was no strange expression on his face, as if he had seen an ordinary cave.
In fact, what was in front of him seemed to be just an ordinary cave.
The cave entrance is half higher than ordinary people and about seven feet wide. It appears on a gentle hillside. It is surrounded by green vines and thorns. There are even a few branches hanging down from the cave entrance. When the mountain wind blows, the vines are also gently swaying.
And just under the green vines, there are four words engraved on the stone above the cave entrance:
Huanyue Cave Mansion.
Except for the meaning of these four words themselves, everything around here, including these handwritings, seems so ordinary. Could it be that this is the foundation of Qingyun Sect for two thousand years?
Is that nameless ancient scroll that has created countless talents, including Qingyunzi and Patriarch Qingye, just lying here quietly?
And that ancient sword that is famous all over the world!
Gui Li looked at those four words quietly, and the handwriting that had gone through years of wind and frost seemed to be staring at him silently.
He didn't speak or sigh. The next moment, he stepped in, as if he stepped into the past...
It is not as deep and long as imagined. What appears in front of you is just a simple stone chamber. You can clearly see all the furnishings and scenery in the cave at a glance. A few stones are piled in the corner of the wall, and there is a faint moss in the slightly moist corner of the wall.
The only thing that is different from outside the cave is that it is very quiet here. When you walk into the cave, everything seems to suddenly become quiet, as if you are isolated from the outside.
Withdrawing his gaze from the surroundings, Gui Li's gaze finally fell on the stone wall facing the entrance of the cave. In the flat stone wall, there was a slate Tai Chi pattern embedded in it. This was the only thing in the cave that could be related to Qingyun Gate.
things.
Gui Li took a deep breath, walked up, and stopped in front of the Tai Chi pattern. The Tai Chi diagram was full of marks, and there were signs of damage in many places. It was obviously something that had been around for a long time. Gui Li looked at this thing silently, and his mind slowly
The words Mr. Ghost said not long ago echoed.
The next moment, he gently placed his hand on the Tai Chi pattern, and a faint green light emanated from between his palms. Gui Li looked at the light in his hand expressionlessly, feeling the familiar Tai Chi mystery flowing from the meridians of his body.
The breath of Qingdao was once the breath that belonged to this mountain range!
As if someone who had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up, the peace in the stone room was suddenly broken by a distant sound, as if the whole cave sighed softly, something started to rotate, and then, the Tai Chi diagram also lit up.
A cyan light appeared, and at the same time, the Tai Chi pattern began to rotate.
After turning from left to right for exactly a week, there was a sudden "stuck" sound in the stone wall, and everything came to a halt. Gui Li retracted his arm and waited quietly.
The moment of silence disappeared in an instant, and a dull and rumbling sound sounded in the cave. Just to the right of the Tai Chi pattern, a ring-shaped crack suddenly appeared in the originally intact stone wall, and then slowly rotated to the side, revealing a secret.
The entrance of the cave. However, there is a strange gray-white mist-like thing hovering at the entrance of the cave. It looks like mist and water waves, spinning constantly. It is hazy inside and cannot be seen clearly at all.
Gui Li looked at the mist. Mr. Ghost didn't lie to him after all. But who knew what was inside this mysterious mist?
He didn't hesitate, or even seemed to think twice, and strode in.
The water mist engulfed him, and the figure quickly disappeared. However, this time the two stone walls quietly turned back and closed gently, leaving no trace at all.
In a trance, in a haze, in the depths of the deep sky, a bolt of lightning passed by, suddenly piercing the darkness of the night, turning into an extremely huge lightsaber and falling from the sky. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it, and it pierced deep into the heart.
among.
Then, a strange moon with strange silver light rose up in the dark sky, hanging high in the distant sky.
At that moment, my mind went blank, and I forgot everything. Only my eyes were still staring forward, behind the white light.
It was like a low and resentful voice, and someone was crying softly, but then a familiar voice laughed, and a young voice said "Wow" and finally started to cry.
Somehow, he held his breath!
I was inexplicably nervous, but my heartbeat was so fast. There seemed to be wind in my ears, but I couldn't feel my own existence. It seemed that I was just a pair of eyes exploring and looking around, and finally saw...
That small village and a dilapidated thatched thatched temple behind the village.
‘Have you given birth?’ a man’s voice asked anxiously.
‘It’s been born! Mother and child are safe, it’s a boy!’ Wen Po said loudly with a smile in her voice: ‘Congratulations!’
'Hehe, hehe...' The honest man smiled honestly, with some comfort and some happiness in his simple feelings. The next moment, he saw the crying boy, the child nestled in the arms of his parents.
"What name should I choose? His father!" The mother was a little weak, but she still had a happy smile on her face.
The father thought for a while and said: 'We all can't read a single word. I would say the most knowledgeable person in the village is Mr. Lin who teaches at the east end of the village. There are children in the village who are all named by him, aren't they?
Why don't we go ask him to pick one up?'
The mother nodded and the father went out. Not long after, he walked in from outside the house with a smile on his face, holding a note and said: "Mr. Lin said, for a family like ours, the most important thing is
The only thing you need is to be safe, abide by your duties, and live a good life, so he picked out three words and wrote them here.'
The mother said happily: 'Oh, learned people are different. What did he name our son?'
The father took the note to the mother with rough hands, put his arms around the mother and the child who was sleeping peacefully, lowered his voice, as if he had incomparable respect and love for these three words, and said quietly:
‘Zhang, Xiao, Fan…’
'Boom!'
There was a thunder in the sky and rain fell from the sky. His whole body suddenly trembled and he gasped for breath!
It was raining outside, the sky was like ink, and the Qingyun Mountain in the distance looked hideous. In the miserable wind and rain that filled the sky and the ground, the father and mother hugged each other, with smiles on their peaceful faces, looking at the child in their arms...
He wanted to shout loudly but could not make a sound. Thousands of words echoed rapidly in his mind, but in the end they only turned into two words:
'Father, mother!'
The raindrops all over the sky seemed to fall on his face, making it bitingly cold.
The phantom moon in the sky is shining with faint light.
'boom!'
A stone flew from the sky, as if it passed through the body and fell behind. The sky became clear at some point, and a group of children ran in the village, laughing and playing loudly.
The ordinary-looking boy was running hard in front, while an older boy and a group of children chased behind him, shouting loudly: 'Zhang Xiaofan, if you dare, just stop!'
The kid in front let out a 'poof' and said as he ran, 'You think I'm an idiot!' But he ran even faster.
After chasing all the way, these children gradually approached the dilapidated thatched thatched temple at the east end of the village. From the outside, this small thatched thatched temple was dilapidated and had gone through many hardships in the world.
Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush in, and the group of children behind him also ran in. From the dilapidated grass temple, the voices of children seemed to come out.
He stared blankly, his mind suddenly went blank again, as if there was a trace of inexplicable fear emanating from the long-lost place in his heart, filling his whole heart.
One step after another, he quietly approached the grass temple, approaching the nightmare that seemed to have disappeared a long time ago.
The older, handsome boy was riding on Zhang Xiaofan's body, with a proud look on his face and said with a smile: 'I caught you, now you have nothing to say, right?'
Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes strangely and said: 'It doesn't matter, you plotted against me, how can it count?'
The boy was stunned and asked: 'When did I plot against you?'
Zhang Xiaofan said: 'Hey Lin Jingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't put this door panel here?'
The kid named Lin Jingyu said loudly: 'How can this happen!'
Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, looking determined not to surrender or give in.
Lin Jingyu was furious, strangled his neck with one hand, and said angrily: 'I promised to catch him and give up, do you accept it?'
Zhang Xiaofan ignored him.
Lin Jingyu's face turned red, and he exerted force on his hands and said loudly: 'Do you accept it or not?'
Zhang Xiaofan's windpipe was strangled by him, making it increasingly difficult to breathe, and his face slowly began to turn red. However, at such a young age, he had a very strong temper and insisted on remaining silent.
Lin Jingyu became more and more angry, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and he said in a series of words: "Do you accept it, do you accept it, do you accept it?"
Accept it or not... accept it or not... This voice suddenly echoed in his mind like a mountain, and the sadness that he had felt for many years surged into his heart in a series of shouts.
Then, as if I had expected it, but also as if I was unprepared - that hand that quietly stretched out from the years, withered and full of wrinkles, so familiar, so kind, but once upon a time, it was so shocking.
Heartbroken, with boundless hatred!
The old monk stood in front of him with a smile that was still compassionate and kind. For a moment, his world was completely blank. Everything else, including the village, children, and disputes, suddenly disappeared, leaving only that one
The compassionate and peaceful old monk looked at himself with a smile, like a picture that had never faded in the faint years.
His whole body trembled, and an indescribable grief and anger surged deep in his heart, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.
When did the sky get dark again?
There is wind and rain, but it falls quietly! (To be continued)