The sound of rain outside the window kept ringing in Ling Tianyun's ears, but he was not sleepy at all. He opened the window, and a biting chill rushed in. He couldn't help but shuddered, the cold
The coldness rolled up like a cone of biting coldness and enveloped his whole body. The drenching raindrops turned into dots, getting bigger and bigger, and the chill in the silent night also became stronger. Only Ling Tianyun's heart
The memory of Baishui Pass is even stronger.
How can he find peace of mind when his parents are here and not traveling far away, but he has become an unfilial son? Even though he has experienced life and death disasters, his nostalgia for his father is indelible. Zi Chu Baishui
After passing the Pass, he wandered on the edge of death all the time, and survived one disaster after another. Finally, he met the red man Zhao Kuangyin, and he also traveled eastward to Bianliang, the eternal imperial capital.
Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, looking at the dead branches swaying in the wind, everything was quiet and quiet. Except for a few scattered lanterns in the large Zhao Mansion courtyard, everything was shrouded in darkness.
In the rainy night, although the Zhao Mansion was a residence for officials, it gave Ling Tianyun a sense of peace and tranquility that he had never experienced before. He could relax himself. Although it was extremely quiet here, it was also peaceful and peaceful. There was no such thing as an ambush on all sides.
There is no sense of crisis, and there is no vicious plot like the ulterior motives of people. It is extremely comfortable to be in such a courtyard.
The rain outside the window flew in sideways, hitting his resolute face, and a feeling of coolness that penetrated his heart instantly spread to his whole body. At this time, he didn't feel any sleepiness at all, and the distant sea could be vaguely seen from the window.
It is transparent and bright, which symbolizes the center of power and the location of the Imperial Palace of the Zhou Dynasty.
Ling Tianyun and Ma Chenghui were arranged in the guest room of Zhao Mansion. Each of them had an elegant room. Their rooms were next to each other. From the next door, they could hear the thunderous snoring of the little bandit. That Ma Chenghui
He is quite relaxed, he is a person with a free and easy temperament, he is not bound by many troubles, and he is also a person with a clear mind and no distracting thoughts.
Although Ling Tianyun was at peace at this time, he was full of thoughts inside. He himself had never properly recalled the various disasters he encountered after coming out of Baishui Pass. He didn't feel that things were beginning to appear in his mind.
It was the same situation as when I left Baishui Pass, and I had an inexplicable fight with Capt. He, and I had a weird dream in that small mountain village, and I met the old monk with bones. And after that.
All the experiences he had experienced appeared in his mind like a kaleidoscope.
Faintly, he felt that everything seemed to be pulled by an invisible long rope, causing him to slowly sink in. Only when he met the old monk inexplicably did his disaster really begin. What happened to the old monk?
Who was he? Why did the great Khitan master recognize him, but the fat monk from the Western Regions on the passenger ship knew nothing about him? He also asked Zhao Kuangyin and others, but they also knew nothing about the old monk.
Why did the monk give the Buddhist treasure "Mahayana Heart Sutra" to him for practice? And he also felt that his practice of this Heart Sutra was more efficient with twice the result with half the effort. The true energy in his body was even more pure, and it was like he was harboring a wave of energy.
Incomparable and astonishing power.
He didn't understand all this, and he even thought about whether there was any shocking secret hidden in his body, but he was just the son of a guard at Baishui Pass in the Northern Han Dynasty. But he still ignored one thing, his father and the Ling family
He had never thought about it from the perspective of his Ling family, and his father Ling Duozhi had indeed never told him about his grandfather or even the ancestors of the Ling family.
From the strange appearance of the 'Jade of Apocalypse' at the Zhongjiawu Dojo in Lanzhou, as well as the appearance of Wanyan Yan, a strange woman from the Wanyan tribe of the Jurchen tribe, and the fake 'Jade of Apocalypse' that I got inexplicably, this
Everything seems to be a mystery that has been lingering in his mind. What makes him even more strange is that the eldest son of the Zhong family, Zhong Jianhong, has led to another fairy-like young man in white clothes, who is about the same age as him. He doesn't know
Who was that young man? After meeting Zhao Kuangyin, he learned the young man's name, but like a miracle, he appeared in this troubled world.
What does the 'Jade of Apocalypse' have to do with him? He has thought about all this countless times. Obviously, Zhao Kuangyin doesn't know much about that jade. And their act of becoming attached to each other and worshiping each other was also confusing and unexpected.
Winter rain, and the rare thunder in winter.
Ling Tianyun put his spiritual platform in the best condition. He wanted to figure out a clue from all his experiences. He wanted to know the root of all this. But he only came to one conclusion, that is, between himself and the 'Apocalypse'
The jade must be related, and there is another person who is also related to the jade, but he doesn't know who it is yet.
The 'Jade of Apocalypse' is the key to opening the door to the way of heaven. Everyone in the world of martial arts knows that there are two 'jades of the apocalypse'. Only two of them appear at the same time, and the door to the way of heaven can be opened. Open the door to the way of heaven.
The door is to the divine realm that leads to eternal life. These are just legends. Legends are legends after all, but no one has truly seen it, and no one has been able to realize it since ancient times.
Ling Tianyun only grasped these two key points, but he couldn't figure out the rest. As for Zhao Kuangyin's sworn sworn relationship with him, he concluded that the two people had similar personalities, so they fell in love at first sight. But he had no doubt that his sworn brother loved him.
If he had any other intentions, he believed in his own vision.
For no reason, a shy face slowly emerged in his mind. It was Duo'er's face. He stretched out his hand to touch the sachet hanging on his neck and hidden in his collar. It was still so delicate.
It was as smooth as jade, but the aroma coming out of the sachet was lighter and not as strong as before. "Ye Ming Palace", he later learned that it was one of the four major ancient martial arts sects in the world, located in the North Pole.
He found out that Duo'er was from the 'Ye Ming Palace', one of the four ancient martial arts sects.
As shy as a peach, with a bright and astringent face, a few small freckles on her face like the stars in the sky, and a timid and shy character, this was Ling Tianyun's first impression when he saw Duo'er. From then on, the Duo'er looked like that in bud.
Like a flower waiting to be bloomed, delicate and beautiful but with an extremely shy affection. Ling Tianyun's love for Duo'er was just brother and sister at first, but as time went by, he didn't even know what he felt for Duo'er.
Such emotions.
With all kinds of feelings in his heart, only the elusive emotions of the human world, he abandoned the shy figure in his mind. Ling Tianyun's mind was in an ethereal state, and he clearly knew how he would take the next road. That day
There is not just one way to open the door of Tao. There is another way, which is to practice martial arts to the extreme. After Xiantian, there are Near Heaven, Ultimate Heaven, and there are Breaking the Sky and Shattering the Void realm. As long as you practice the martial arts realm to the
In the Broken Void Realm, you can have a glimpse of the gate of heaven, and you can also step into the eternal world of gods.
Thinking of his determined path, Ling Tianyun's mind became bright. He vaguely felt that his state of mind was constantly improving. As the level of martial arts improved, his state of mind would also continue to improve. The state of mind refers to an idea of ​​understanding martial arts.
It is also a form of thought that extends from quantitative change to qualitative change.
The only thing he can do is to constantly improve his own strength. No matter what the conspiracy is, everything is vain in the face of strength. Ling Tianyun silently made up his mind in his heart. He is not interested in the struggle between the country and the world. He has no interest in official career, power, wealth and fame.
Any interest. One of his beliefs is to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, glimpse the way of heaven, and escape through the sky.
The sound of rain began to get smaller and lighter, and crystal-like snowflakes began to fall in the dark night, falling gracefully like elves at night, exuding a pleasant and quiet atmosphere.
The winter rain ended like this, and it was replaced by a bigger and more thorough snow.
The lonely Ling Tianyun leaned against the window and looked at him. At this moment, his mind was as clear as a mirror. He didn't think about anything. He was in an ethereal and bright state. The snowflakes fluttered down and fell on his shoulders.
But he didn't realize it at all, a pair of eyes as bright as life glowed with gleaming light, looking straight at the night sky with flying snowflakes.
At this time, everything was silent, and the snowflakes fell to the ground like elves without making a sound. The snowflakes in the sky contained smart elves and fairies. At this time, the imperial capital Bianliang was shrouded in a beautiful night sky with dancing snowflakes.
, everything came so suddenly, everything came so silently, but it all came so much more amazingly.
The clouds that had been low for a long time finally let down the biggest snow this year, and a chilly atmosphere filled the ancient imperial capital. It was as cold as ice, and the white snow covered the streets of Bianliang.
The alleys were thickly covered, and the wind brought with it a sharp sting like a knife, hitting travelers' cheeks with pain.
It was already the second day. The second day after Ling Tianyun came to the imperial capital, he did not expect that he would be greeted by an extremely spectacular heavy snowfall. However, what he did not expect was that a stunning figure would appear.
At Zhao's house, Ling Tianyun had long been awakened by the dazzling snow light. He had no choice but to get up and stand quietly outside the window, admiring the beautiful scenery covered with white snow.
Not long after he got up, a servant of the Zhao family came to inform him and introduced him into the living room of the Zhao family.
As soon as he arrived at the living room of the Zhao family, Zhao Kuangyin was already waiting in the hall, but no one from the Zhao family showed up, not even Zhao Hongyin and Zhao Kuangyi. In addition to Zhao Kuangyin, there was a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back.
In front of a beautiful landscape painting in the center of the living room, with his back to the door, Ling Tianyun was left with a majestic and generous back.
"Brother, the third brother is here." When Zhao Kuangyin saw Ling Tianyun entering the hall, he motioned for him to stand aside, and he whispered to the middle-aged man who was standing with his hands behind his hands admiring the scroll.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around, and a bright gaze shot out from the middle-aged man's eyes, rushing straight towards Ling Tianyun. The middle-aged man exuded a faint aura of majesty, from top to bottom.
He exudes an irresistible royal majesty, and his burly body has a somewhat elegant temperament, which makes people feel good about him.
The aggressive light, coupled with the majestic aura emanating from his body, all went straight towards Ling Tianyun. The air seemed to be suffocated, making Ling Tianyun feel like he couldn't breathe. But
He still stood proudly, looking at the middle-aged man without fear in his starry eyes.
Ling Tianyun's fearless gaze was like a peerless sword, cutting through the middle-aged man's indifferent pressure that was getting stronger and stronger. The Mahayana energy in his body suddenly surged and roared, flowing through his body, making the middle-aged man
The man's overwhelming pressure faded a bit. In an instant, the hall was filled with a sharp and tit-for-tat aura, which made the hall feel a little less chilly.