[Lotus Lantern] Kunlun Shangxian

"Third sister?"

Clenching the black black iron black fan tightly in his palm, with just the right amount of doubt on his face, Yang Jian asked calmly:

"Why are you here?"

It seems that it was just a ridiculous dream that the brother and sister broke up and forced their own sister to the bottom of Mount Hua. There was no trace of guilt or pain on the handsome and good-looking face of this former judicial god.Those deep eyes, like a deep pool, are filled with a quiet light.

Gentleman is like jade, the chief disciple of the three generations of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Yang Jian is worthy of Yuquan Mountain's consistent good looks.

"Second brother..."

In the peach grove full of falling petals, the fairy with wide sleeves fluttering, brows, eyes, and beautiful figure turned around, smiling as if giving birth to great joy.But it was exactly what Yang Jian remembered, the appearance of the Three Virgins many years ago when the brother and sister never turned back.

It's just that when Yang Jian stepped out, the petals flying all over the sky seemed to be stained with layers of blood, and they withered in an instant, turning into dust.The surrounding scenery changed again and again, and what appeared in front of Yang Jian was the mournful and unbelievable face of the Three Virgins being crushed into Mount Hua.

The hand holding the dark iron ink fan couldn't help exerting force, and there was a deep cold look in his eyes.The next moment, what Yang Jian saw before his eyes was the pale and gentle face of his mother Fairy Yunhua under Taoshan Mountain.

"Mother......"

Muttering, the fingertips that were not holding the fan stretched out, bit by bit depicting the face of Fairy Yunhua in the distance.Even though he knew that he was in an illusion at this time, Yang Jian couldn't help feeling extremely powerless.

It's just because he knows in his heart that no matter how much he does and how well he does, the past is gone, and among the six realms of heaven and earth, he will never be able to save the mother who gave him life.

The long and painful memories that have been escaping all the time swept across, and Yang Jian naturally knew clearly and clearly what will appear in this illusion next.However, even so, the former god of justice in the heaven, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun found that even in the illusion, he couldn't do anything.Can only be like an outsider, helplessly watching all the past repeat itself.

However, at the next moment, the handsome but indifferent Taoist in white clothes and crane cloak caused great shock and discomfort in Yang Jian's heart.It was only because of the eyes of his master Yu Ding, who seemed to be quietly watching all the developments from the outside like him, but it didn't seem to be the case.

He didn't know that when he hacked Taoshan to rescue his mother, Fairy Yunhua, Master...was there.

But this thought was only for a moment, and Yang Jian suddenly realized that this was just an illusion, true and false, and what he saw now may not be real.

It's just that from the moment the phantom of master Yuding real person appeared, the already restless mood seemed to have produced huge waves, with unspeakable ups and downs.It even made him unable to discern what was the reason for this.

The silver light flashed in his hand, and the black black iron black fan turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife. Just when Yang Jian wanted to make a move, the real Yuding, who had been hidden in the phantom, suddenly seemed to be aware of it. Look at Yang Jian.Layers of smiles bloomed in those ice-like snow-like eyes, and the corners of his lips parted slightly, uttering words that seemed to sound but seemed silent.

"Jianer?"

The next moment, a cold voice entered my ears, and all the illusions around me faded away, and what was presented was a quiet scene in the small courtyard of Zhang Zhizhou's government office in the moonless night.

Donghua Emperor Donghua, dressed in black clothes and high crown, with a handsome and noble face, stood tall with a smile on his face.With his fingertips, he fiddled with the guqin, which was released in emptiness, and the whole body was glowing with a faint silver light.

Beside him is Master Yuding's face, which seems to have no fluctuations at all, but implies a bit of concern, faintly overlapping with the last scene before the illusion shattered.What reverberated in Yang Jian's mind were the last words spoken by Master Yuding in the illusion:

"Jian'er, my heart pleases you."

My... Heart... Yue... You...

The cold, familiar and unfamiliar words that belonged to but didn't seem to belong to his master Master Yuding couldn't help replaying in his ears and in his mind.It even made Yang Jian unable to distinguish whether this was another new illusion. For a while, he only felt weird and absurd, and there was some unknown emotion spreading.

In the eyes of Daoist Yuding, it's a kind of mentality that doesn't belong to the appearance.

"What do you want?"

With a cold light, the Zhanxian Sword came out, and the sword pointed directly at the tired and indifferent Donghua Emperor.Master Yuding raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said indifferently:

"Don't challenge Pindao's patience."

In this world, within the Three Realms, although he doesn't have too much involvement, it doesn't mean that he is willing to be at the mercy of others.Not to mention that Long Younilin, his apprentice, naturally only he can deal with it.

Whether it is life or death, Yang Jian's fate is various, even if he, as a master, has no intention of interfering, he will never allow others to interfere.

Master Yuding, who was thinking about this, didn't know what kind of scene his only disciple saw in the illusion, and Fang was so confused that even his cover-up became false.I don't even know that it is just a simple sentence to disturb the majestic and cold judicial god.

On the other hand, Emperor Donghua pressed his fingertips on the strings, sneered, and with a half-true smile in his eyes, he said solemnly to Master Yuding:

"This seat is destined to be with the real person."

This is what Yuding real person said before when he ran against Emperor Donghua when he was incarnate as Lu Dongbin, and now Emperor Donghua has returned these words.There is a meaning in it, but it seems to be a little different.

But seeing that the emperor, who has a great relationship with the leader of Yuqing, retracted his fingertips that were pressed on the strings, and put his hands behind his back, Yuan Tingyue stood out with the majestic kingly demeanor.The smile on the face also disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression:

"In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, who knows that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?"

"This seat also has a side of illusion. If you pass it, you will see your mind and see your nature, but if you don't, you will sink into eternity. A real person is willing to go through it once."

As Emperor Donghua finished speaking, the guqin, which was originally emitting a faint silver light from emptiness, actually gave out bursts of ethereal and distant music, and the strings were plucked for no reason, as if someone was constantly playing.

Flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rocks, vegetation, and various forms of life unfold around the Guqin. From a distance, it looks like scrolls of landscapes and humanities, and they seem to be different worlds, large, medium, and small.Dazzling, not very clear.

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