[Thunderbolt Tobacco City] Ren Pingsheng, Nine Layers of Smoke and Snow

The author has something to say: there is a continuation in the second half of Chapter 55, if you haven’t read it, please go back and read it~, otherwise this chapter may not be connected, thank you! OTZ

In the instant of life and death, Tantai Wuzhu broke out in a layer of sweat, his clothes were sticky to his body, and it was completely cold from the outside to the inside.

He was originally from a well-known Chinese family in Yandu, with orchids, and long-lasting benefits.At the age of hair, he will be praised by the great master, saying that he "walks in the ancient tombs of martial arts, and his talent has never been born in the world."The young master holds Gui Yunzao, so he can't help but slow things down—for example, today's defeat, Anzhi is not the hidden disaster of the past—but once the crane is hidden in the Huating Pavilion, the big dream comes home, the childish words, the sharpness is revealed, and the blood tears Come out, the stars are gone.Seeing light from the cold window in the dark night, hearing Zhu Louping singing, but he left the city in desperation, and ignored it.

In terms of talent, he may not be inferior to Gong Wuhou, but his fate is so good and smooth, when the crisis comes, he can't even fight back against the seven-year-old Xigong Diaoying.And in the farewell song to the slow strings, the broken zither pillar is broken, and the heartbroken man is not only relaxed, but also more lightly paid for the red fragrance and green jade.I always feel that the comer can be chased, but in the blink of an eye, my life is at hand.

This life, after all, is barren.

His skills are not as good as people's, so he is full of sorrow.The autumn river tide is cold, the smoke and water complain for thousands of years, and the thoughts are extremely confusing, but there is a feeling of generosity and tragedy.He stomped down hard with his right foot, and regained his balance when his figure collapsed. His left hand bent into a cage, and his big sleeve rolled up, wrapping around the right hand of Mr. Bian Xi. Cut, an all-out move, the person does not retreat but advances, and directly rams forward.

Hen Qiangu was startled, Guqin fell to the ground with a bang, he hissed and roared: "Tantai Wuzhu!"

Unexpectedly, he fought to the death and wanted to withdraw his hands, but was tied tightly by his sleeves, and the two were tied together for life and death. The next moment, they were ghosts and ghosts traveling together.

Suddenly, the wind direction changed again, and a person was cut between the two without a sound.

The man stretched out his arm, and lightly and skillfully hit Tantai Wuzhu's collarbone horizontally, this indistinct, lighter than a feather block, but like the east wind blowing on the sill, and the bright moon among the pine trees, Tantai Wuzhu's whole mind was shaken. The softness melted away, and the person fell a few steps away as if Xun Xun was about to get drunk.He only felt a piece of white sleeve, cool and graceful over his arm, when the two hands interlaced, he unconsciously let go of the fan, and the Xiangfei Bamboo spun in mid-air, and then fell into the palm of the man.

"Bamboo Palace, that's how you want to use 'Smoke and Dust Looking at the Angry Moon'."

Tantai Wuzhu stood still in a trance, if he heard the sound of fairy music, it was like facing the mountains and the sea, he was at a loss and didn't know where to stop.

Light smoke condenses, fairy clouds make wisps.The stars and rivers run through and swirl into belts, and the peaks and mountains lie in the distance as trains.Double carps and emerald jade, the survivors of admiring the first gentleman; interlaced scarves, chasing after the ancient hermits.The wind lingered at the bottom of the fan, and the clouds opened above the sleeves.The cold paper blows the cold, and the snow and sleet are like flocculents; the bamboo bones are tart, and the gold and iron cry and turn to mourn.There are thousands of mountain peaks in Hengmei, and the dust and smoke are dark; the road to Jiugai in the chest is long, and the battle is extinguished.So he cut it up in the air, took out the item from the inside, and shattered it into thousands of pieces in the breeze.

At that time, the morning sun was rising, and the frosty sky was white.

Bian Xi-kun only felt that he was the last leaf in the sad autumn, blown away by the rain and the wind.The dark night covering the three lights was very close to him, fading like a sweep, and the bright light was like an arrow, which pierced his bones and made him dizzy.

There were several "clicks", and a pair of slender hands with protruding joints slowly folded the folding fan slightly.A wisp of ambergris was lightly hidden in the sleeve.Ping walked slowly, and asked condescendingly: "Today, Nihai Chongfan will pardon the heavens, and if you don't go to the altar to reward the gods, what's the point of coming to my smoke?"

Bian Xijun wakes up like a dream, besides the sharp pain in the internal organs is clear, he is also full of surprises about everything that happened in front of him.After thinking for a moment, he remembered the last scene when he was sane: Meng Shisheng tricked him into approaching, and then a strange red glow burst from his left pupil, penetrating his heart and brain.

There is no doubt that he has the dream seal of enforcing birth, so what happened to the great sacrifice of pardoning heaven?What happened to the oracle?The clear sky in front of him is about to dawn, does it indicate success or failure? ...He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave at one moment, and was on fire at the next moment. He was worried and anxious, and his true anger was in turmoil. There was a golden wind blowing in his heart, swaying and turbulent, and he couldn't help trembling.The Six Fu seal ring was held in his hand in a vain manner, cold and hard, like an ominous callus proliferating from his body.There is no real place in the universe of heaven and earth.

It just so happened that Gu Ling Si Yan couldn't wait for an answer, so he took a step towards him.

The Black Sin Peacock was startled, but actually grabbed the long mace and rolled it up. The black cloud rose up and down, and the person disappeared.

At the end of the long night, there are two heavens in the present and the past, and Zhijiao people seem to be reincarnated.The reunion after a short farewell is already covered with dust, and I dare not admit it.

He leaned on the wind and looked back, but there was no one to collect it in the chaos of the world.

Tantai Wuzhu and Hen Qiangu bowed together: "See Great Master——"

But it is said that Banting is hurrying all the way to the west according to the moon, wishing to have another pair of legs and feet.But the further he went, the more intense the fire was, and the more difficult the road was. He was worried about the Lord, but he had no fear. Based on his many years of experience in Yandu, he took detours, took near and far, and walked out of the Shura field abruptly. Road, approaching the place where the explosion was the most intense just now.

There were burning houses and prisons along the road, and there was no living thing at all. While exploring the way, he frightenedly discerned suspicious movements in the flickering fire, but for a long time, he could only hear the sound of fiery wind.

All of a sudden, the ground under his feet shook, and the thunder-like sound seemed to come from nine heavens. Its momentum gradually approached, and its sound gradually became stronger like an avalanche.Banting Pingyue was startled, but he didn't know what happened again.While hesitating, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the yellow dust rushing not far away, and the dragon rolled into the sky, moving towards him meandering.He was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and just moved a few feet away, a deep crack in the ground suddenly appeared, and its front had already caught up with him.

"What is this again!"

The ravine is bottomless, and the widest point can be about five feet, which makes one's heart weak and weak.The mountain road was cramped, and there were seas of fire on both sides, and the gap seemed to recognize him as he stepped closer.Banting took the road without distinguishing between southeast and northwest by the moon, complaining endlessly.

He happened to pass by a huge tall tree planted obliquely on the cliff, miraculously survived the fire, and stretched out its dense branches with perseverance. As if seeing a lucky star, he jumped up and hugged the qiu Branch panted.

The cracks in the ground are like the spring tide of Mid-Autumn Festival. It moves thousands of miles, and it is difficult to see it all. You don't know the beginning, let alone the end.The smoke and dust are mixed together, and the sky and the sun are swallowed up, a picture of the collapse of the end of the world.Wanting is like a dream in the moonlight, and the soul has nowhere to go.

However, as the crack opened, it seemed that the smoke was sucked away by the sound of the fire, and the noise gradually weakened.Ban Ting pulled out a hole from the dense shoot to peep out. What made him unbelievable was that the fire really started to die down, and the troops were withdrawn.He immediately thought that this must be related to the Dan Palace, turned over and got off the tree, followed the cracks in the ground, and traced back to the source.

Sure enough, the old site of the demolished West Hongqiao was in sight, and blackened bricks and stones were piled up on the desolate banks.The blood all over his body froze, and it seemed as if the only vermilion in the world was shining and flying, and the terrible gap of heaven and earth was coming out of his palm.Surprised, anxious, worried and happy, he shouted, "Dan Gong—"

But Gong Wuhou couldn't hear it, his world had regressed back to the primordial chaos, the mystery was reversed, and there was no sound.This is the first sunny day in years of misery, but he only sees the fragrance faded to gold, the embroidered curtains piled up on the ground, the heavy door orderly concealing the silence, the temperature that has been surrounding him has cooled down sadly, and his soul has also gone cold .

Suddenly, the already fragile ground under his feet trembled, and the shock wave shook.Suddenly a huge suction pulled the person down.

Powerless to resist.

A cold wind engulfed him.But he has the illusion of floating in the world and floating around.

Ban Ting rushed forward like crazy.

But just watched Luohongfengqi.

In the vast void between heaven and earth, there was a faint sigh left: "If you can pay it back, I will give it back to you..."

Ban Ting fell to the ground, weeping and crying, but couldn't cry out, just stared at all this sad thing stupidly.

Suddenly, the water was floating on the side, and the indifferent glow of the sun lightly sprinkled a bunch of colors, dyeing the sky with frost and dew.Xiao Shu's scent of plum blossoms is drawn from the sky along this strange jade belt.The wind had first settled, the river was flat and the waves were calm, and a Taoist in Xuanyi descended from the clouds.

Tantai Wuzhu's injury was not serious, so even though the situation in Yandu was urgent, the great master still helped him to stabilize his blood energy and adjust his inner breath, and he was ready to return after he rested for a stick of incense.

At this time, there was a noise of cars driving in the distance.The sound of the zither is gurgling, the fairy music is floating in the sky, the car is covered with pavilions, and there is a faint color of water, and they walk in front of this group of people in a moment.

Shulou Longsu came down slowly, raised his eyebrows to see the turmoil of the place, and fanned the screen slightly to filter out the pungent smell of blood.

It was quite strange to choose this time, Guling Siyan stood quietly in the same place, and Hen Qiangu and Tantai Wuzhu stood on both sides, slightly sideways waiting.

"You see, why do you need to be on guard like this? No matter what, we are now friends and neighbors." But Long Su spoke first, "The delay of a few trips is actually entrusted by someone to pass on the message to Mr. Zhu, just say 'two sisters. Not responsible for her duties. But when the fragrance of red leaves fades away, it is useless for her to stay alone. She is willing to leave Yandu and spend the rest of her life in lakes and seas. She cannot resign face to face, but she still asks for forgiveness."

Tantai Wuzhu couldn't believe it when he heard it at first, and asked tremblingly: "What happened to Liu Hanyan?!"

"Well..." Long Su waved his hands behind him, "Go ask him."

Several attendants pushed a small figure out.

The other two were as calm as usual, but they were slightly embarrassed, only Tantai Wuzhu exclaimed belatedly: "Zhu Han? Why are you? You are not dead?"

When Zhu Han saw this battle, he had nowhere to hide. He was so frightened that his teeth were fighting, and he flinched, not daring to move forward.

It was obvious that Longshou didn't intend to hoe the strong and help the weak. After the people were delivered, he saw the sky bright and knew that trouble might not be far away, so Shi Shiran boarded the car and turned around. "I often look for heroes on Tongguan Road. Where can old people look to the East Capital?"

Zhu Han was left alone, with Mount Tai pressing down on him, sweating profusely, and his mind was befuddled, even in Xiaoxiao Muyu just now, he had never been so panicked, now exposed under the noses of these three people, just Those indifferent eyes almost cut him to pieces.

In fact, Tantai Wuzhu was still trapped in the pain of not wanting to believe, and he couldn't react for a while; the Grand Master was so angry when he saw this hapless fool, he didn't even need to think about it. Such a tragic situation must have something to do with him, and he was annoyed in his heart, and he was going through Jin Wuzhen's torture one by one. he.

Zhu Han didn't understand this, he held back and refused to cry, but he had already cried out thousands of times in his heart: "Master—Master!!"

I really don't know if he is sincere or not, gold and stone are the same, he was drooping his head, and he suddenly caught a red light in the corner of his eyes keenly.

"My lord!!!" He jumped three feet, disregarding any etiquette, spread his legs and ran towards the red-clothed Luoluo at the other end.

But halfway through the run, it stopped again.

Gong Wuhou frowned, reluctantly dragging forward, as if holding back something.

When he got closer, he saw that there was another person behind the young master, who put his palm on his back, and came at the same pace.

Give up the sound of who is it.

Turning around, Guling Shiyan was already in front of him, his heart jumped suddenly, and his body was chilled.His eyes darkened slightly: "Since the Taoist priest promised to return my cigarettes as before, why did he come to arrest someone again and go back on his word?"

Yin Yinzi smiled calmly, but he didn't relax his hands: "It's not here to take people, but when the Dangong violated the Wuluofu Danjing, he was seriously injured, and his anger was not good. I once tapped him with the word 'love'. Heart pulse, so as to prevent him from going crazy. Now, after many years, it is no longer hindered, so I came to get it back."

The hand hidden under the wide sleeve couldn't help but clenched into a fist, Gu Ling Shiyan gritted his teeth and forced out the word "you", he was at a loss for words for a while.

He knew that Zhengdao would not let him go, but he never expected such a situation.What a sound, he unexpectedly planted a thorn in his body without anyone noticing.It has been a long time ago, but this thorn has pierced so deep and drilled so hard. After so many years, it has already grown to the same place with flesh and blood. Did you take out your lungs?

"Or if the great master is willing to give up one thing, I can also leave this mantra."

Except for Zhu Han, none of the people present did not know what he was referring to—it was undoubtedly the Yuansheng Fortune Ball.

A Taoist's fingertips are bright and harmless, but the heart of the ancient mausoleum is no less than the collapse of the earth and the sky: mountains and rivers inside and outside, grievances and enemies gather in the heart, stirring endlessly.Yuan Sheng Hao Hua Ball is naturally the lifeblood of the four wonders, the foundation of eternal life, he has worked hard and sacrificed everything to get to this point, how can he fall short?What about no future?A word of love...a thought of love...Is it karma or true nature?He seems to have been enlightened for a long time, but this time he is actually hesitant.Looking around again, Hen Qiangu and Tantai Wuzhu approached him at some point, and stood firmly behind him, showing him that no matter what the grand master chooses, they will protect him to the end - which made him even more angry The committee will not let go.All these things are lingering on my heart again and again, it is really useless that I have never felt before.

Time passed without haste, but Gong Wuhou's heart became more and more serious.This old man took advantage of the void and sealed his internal strength, so he could only be manipulated by others, and was forced to become a bargaining chip for others to weigh - he couldn't help himself, what a pity.His body didn't listen to his commands, so even though he was reluctant, he still had to look straight ahead, just enough to see Gu Ling's darkly locked brows, tightly wrinkled, without saying a word for a long time.The frozen silence in the air was almost swallowed by him with blood, which was like swallowing a knife through his intestines, smashing his noble and humble self-esteem to pieces piece by piece.

He closed his eyes, only felt that something on the tip of his heart was being pulled out bit by bit following the cycle of the old way's inner breath, as if facing an abyss, one step forward, everything would stop.

I hate that Taoist priest is still chattering and fanning the flames: "The great master is good at calculation, so he naturally understands that one or the other is a business that is stable and not losing money. There is no need to be bound by ordinary things, and it is just around the corner to ascend to the sky and reach the peak of the martial arts——what the great master wants in his life is nothing more than this."

Really noisy.

Gong Wuhou was so angry that she became sober as if she had realized it.He exhaled lightly from his lips, said the last sentence "That's all" silently, and then used the last remaining power of the eyes of blood and tears to start moving the meridians backwards, trying to force the little aura in his heart out of the body.

The body is getting lighter and lighter, so many good and evil ethics, things are right and people are wrong, they are gradually gone.

"No Empress!" Tantai Wuzhu cried out in horror.

Guling Shiyan raised his hand to block it, and said eagerly: "Daoist! Yuansheng Fortune Ball Guling is willing to give up!"

The deal was finalized.

Now that Yinzi had obtained the Good Fortune Ball, there was no need for extra complications. Yinuo released Gong Wuhou, and even said goodbye politely before leaving.

Although no one cares.

Because this desolate place didn't know what he did wrong, Sansheng was "fortunately" turned into a grand scene with a servant outside the Tomb and the Three Palaces.

The small temple can't hold the big Buddha, and the thin grass and trees in the wilderness seem to be frightened to death, and they can't even be blown by the wind.

Quiet.

Quiet as death.

Tantai Wuzhu was so nervous that he grabbed onto Hen Qiangu's sleeve.

In the end, the grand master had to speak first.

"For so many years, my skill has not improved at all, and I have been controlled by others casually. After more than ten years of teaching, I have learned this ridiculous tone."

Tantaiwuzhu thumped, a mouthful of old blood gushed into his throat, and then he forced himself to swallow it whole - Great Master, you have been locked in the study all day long, winking and rehearsing countless times in front of the mirror, but in the end you still only say this? !His internal injuries were not serious, he couldn't stand firmly on his feet, he swayed a few times, and fell straight on Hen Qiangu's body.

"Heh, leaving his disciples alone to escape, this kind of thing can only be done by a great master. It is true that Gong Wuhou can't learn one ten-thousandth of it."

"If it wasn't for someone's stubborn resistance and disobedience to the teacher's way, why would Xi Gong sacrifice so much?"

"Ha, Shulou Longsu seriously injured Xigong in the past, and he didn't avenge his great revenge, but he was wined over by you to form a party in a blink of an eye. Such behavior, he can still say the word 'teacher', which has never been heard in ancient times."

"This moment, that moment..."

The two of you talked to each other, every word pierced the heart, and every sentence hit the bone.The other three people present stood on their heads and were sweating profusely.

Zhu Han started shaking like a pendulum again.

Hen Qiangu's expression was cold, in fact, he had already slandered these two people three thousand times: Why must they quarrel in front of so many people, do you know how embarrassing it is for them to be forced to watch and cannot close their eyes and ears.

Tantai Wuzhu leaned on Hen Qiangu's shoulder, covered it with a fan and asked with difficulty: "Qiangong, when the two of them think about it, will we be silenced?"

extreme extreme extreme.It's just a matter of touch.

Just when Zhu Han was about to shake himself to the end, he suddenly heard that Gong Wuhou yelled angrily: "...You and I have grievances that were blocked by the West Palace in the past, but now, let's end it!"

A burst of fierce energy soared, making the sky bright red. There were two sounds of "嗖嗖", a red light was thrown like a rolled cooked steel wire, rubbing against the traces for thousands of years, and the two of Tantai Wuzhu jumped past their noses. When they took a closer look, they realized that they were two ebony hairpins on Wuhou's head. , nailed into a giant Metasequoia tree in the distance behind them with a "bang", and then "cracked" and "rumbling", the century-old tree fell down like this.