Xu Fu

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Youming felt the howling wind, it was so frightening that it almost broke his face, and he became a disfigured person.

A little bit of this so-called lonely wilderness, without the prosperity of the market, all the indifferent flowers, flowers, willows, greenery and debauchery in the folk fairyland become nothingness.As far as the eye can see, it is the eternal sky, and its initial appearance can only be known when it is traced back to the beginning of the world.

"Let's go down and have a look?"

Su Ziku's sudden opening made You Ming pause, and he suddenly remembered that the Qinghe Pond under the Wangqiong Cliff was the place where he was picked up by Xing Qizhou as a stone, and it was really a coincidence.

The Qinghe Pond at the bottom of the Wangqiong Cliff flows into the Qinghe River, which meanders all the way to Shenghuan, to the forbidden place of ghosts, the place where ghosts walk at night, and to the mouth of Daisi. It is also a very strange river.

It is said that Qinghe Pond even passed through Xunsi in the past, in short, it is long and wide, and the water in this Qinghe Pond is unbelievably clear. Once you see the bottom more than ten feet deep, even filthy blood will melt into it quickly Dissolved into nothingness, melted into this clarity.

It is said that before eternity, that is, before the beginning of the world, this Qinghe Pool was originally a sea of ​​dreams, and there was a large cluster of flower gardens beside the sea of ​​dreams. The flowers in it were mostly peony, which was uniquely beautiful.But because Menghai buried a heinous devil, he had to spend all he had to wash away the filth of the deep sin, so that it withered and became a long river. After ten thousand years, the river was clean again. Clear and flawless.

"Master picked me up here." You Ming said unconsciously.

"Coincidentally, let's go down to see your hometown." Su Ziku chuckled, "Pull me."

As soon as You Ming reached out to touch his palm, he was pulled down suddenly, so fast that he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and was hugged tightly by the latter with a smile on his face.

"Could it be that you're afraid?"

You Ming shook his head stiffly, but his heart beat violently.For some reason, the moment he jumped off Wangqiong Cliff, he felt a sense of astonishment and absurd familiarity, and even the sound of the wind in his ears had the illusion of familiarity, and this familiarity gradually turned into fear, and he uncontrollably moved from The chest spreads to the whole body.

"Let go... let go!!" He suddenly raised his hand to push Su Ziku, but was restrained by the timely response.

Su Ziku looked at him in amazement as he struggled like crazy, and his pale face, because the usually expressionless stiffness looked particularly distorted at this moment.He stepped up the strength in his hands, and suddenly descended along the gust of wind, and the stream reached the bottom of the cliff in an instant.

"It's already here, it's all right, what is Xiao Shitou afraid of?" He still smiled gently, raising his sleeves and stroking the sweat on You Ming's forehead: "Look, do you still remember this place?"

The Qinghe Pool in front of my eyes is covered with mist, wrapped in light gauze and rolled with beaded curtains, like a shroud in front of a beauty.The river reflects the sky full of stars, shakes the cold shattered frost, floats the fragrance of the water, and sets off the crescent moon in the distant sky, which is better than all the scenes in the fairyland.

You Ming stared blankly at this dream, and the fear just retreated, but now he couldn't realize that this was his birthplace.

He shook his head: "I don't remember."

Su Ziku smiled: "The spirit of this place, it's no wonder that small stones are born."

You Ming walked to the edge of the pool in a daze, and suddenly knelt down on the ground, Su Ziku was startled.Wanting to step forward to help him, he saw that he reached out and threw a handful of pool water in front of his eyes, and then sprinkled it back, disturbing the tranquility like a mirror. The reflection was like a mirror that was torn into pieces, dilapidated.

"It's so clear." You Ming seemed to mutter to himself,

"Cleansing the deepest sin, of course it is the most pure." Su Ziku replied, he has heard of those ancient legends, but he just laughed it off and let the wind sing.

a few days later.

On the wind-chasing sea at the end of the southern land, a small island faintly appeared in a quiet and lonely place. There is a huge tiankeng in the center, bottomless, that is Sihen, surrounded by golden spirit vein totems, and the brilliant golden light borders the sky, it is the source of Basi.

Legend has it that thousands of thousands of years ago the world was not divided into yin and yang. The ancient gods Nandi Jiang and Suoyan fought here. In the first battle, all the power of the two gods was poured into the battle, causing the water in the South China Sea to rise into the sky, and everything in the world was wiped out.

Later, for some unknown reason, the world suddenly turned into two realms of yin and yang, and such a huge change caused chaos in the world. Nandijiang used its own primordial spirit to gather the turbid energy of the world here, suppress it forever, and form this river to ensure the peace of the two realms.

Now only seven of the eight divisions around the mark are lit up, and the seven divisions are respectively placed with seven commander cards, and seven beams of light with different attributes shoot up into the sky, and finally gather and cover the magic that was retrieved from the boat in the center. Book.The eight divisions alone lack the Dui division, and the eight division leaders alone lack Wangchuan, all of which are self-evident.

"Without Dai Si, I'm afraid it will take longer to devour the magic book." Su Ziku stood beside Si Hen, his snow-white clothes flapped by the wind, as if his face was full of no time.

"Seven days." Gui Di said.

"What is Xingjuzhou's identity? How could he have a magic book, and according to what Su Ziku said, he has a lot of cultivation." Jie Hui said.

"He said before that he was Si's subordinate, but now it seems that this statement needs to be verified." Gui Diyan said.

"Now that he is running away, I really can't find him." Su Ziku shook his head.Even if Xiaoming has obsidian, there is no countermeasure if he does not take the initiative to contact Zhou.

"The demons are about to move, and we have to defend ourselves." Se Jian glanced at Su Ziku thoughtfully.

While everyone was chatting, the seven tokens soared and fell back to the master of the seventh department, and the magic book in the prison mark was sealed by the power of the seven department, and was swallowed bit by bit, like snow melting.

【Yangjie·Xianyu·Six Disasters Taoist Temple】

There are three gods in the world today, one is the night of the anode, the other is the death of the cathode, and there is a phantom Taoist. Holding Yaoyu, holding the dust whisk in the right hand, and riding the ancient gods and beasts, they are not included in the six reincarnations, but they can see the suffering of reincarnation in the two worlds for thousands of years.

There are three temples in the world, one is Zhengyang Daoist Temple, where the five clans enshrine Nandijiang, the ancient god of the Yanku clan; The most famous is Taoist Xuying, which is called the concept of marriage fate. There is a mirror of six disasters in the Taoist temple, which can see through the six generations of reincarnation of those who are destined.

The Taoist Temple of the Six Misfortunes is located at the extreme west of the Yang Realm, between the six misfortunes of reincarnation, the six misfortunes are thought without trace, what to be infatuated with, burning one's heart in vain, forgetting the Ming Dynasty, being infatuated and wrong, and destroying the six realms.Is it because of one of the six misfortunes that everyone in the world falls into the reincarnation of the sixth life, their hearts are broken in vain, and they suffer from the six misfortunes in each life, falling in love with each other and leaving each other.

Dian Xuechen stepped into the Taoist temple, agarwood filled the air, and the red lines intertwined in the mid-air of the courtyard contained all the marriages in the world.He stepped into the main hall, and a statue made of pure gold was enshrined in the center. The statue was an old man with a dust whisk in his right hand and a jade jade in his left hand. Insight into the feelings of heaven and earth.

Passing through the main hall is the Pavilion of Six Disasters, where the Taoist treasure Mirror of Six Disasters is located.

Passing through the main hall is the Pavilion of Six Disasters, where the Taoist treasure Mirror of Six Disasters is located.

Dian Xuechen fell into the Pavilion of Six Disasters, and saw a big bronze mirror hanging in front of the hall. He stared at himself in the mirror, as if there was some kind of induction or a kind of involvement in the dark, and suddenly there was that inexplicable The angina pectoris forced him to lose his strength, and he staggered against the wall.

He clutched his chest and bit his pale lips tightly, his face was as white as a piece of paper, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a needle and seemed to be gouged out.

"Cai...Li..." Dian Xuechen leaned against the wall and called weakly, trying to move with all his strength but unable to do so, a kind of hopelessness and helplessness on the verge of death.

The bloodless face is even more strange in the Mirror of Six Misfortunes, like a sinister soul entwined with resentment, and suddenly ripples and water patterns appear on the mirror like a wind blowing on the lake, fluctuating from the center of the mirror to the surrounding circles, the image in the mirror It also became distorted and blurred, and suddenly there was a sound of ice crystals shattering, and a shocking crack suddenly appeared on the mirror of Six Woes from top to bottom.

"The Mirror of Six Misfortunes is broken, my lord is not awake yet?" A Taoist walked in from the door, shaking the dust whisk lightly, and a green light flowed towards the hall Xuechen.

Dian Xuechen pursed his lips tightly, feeling that the angina was slowly disappearing, he didn't want to pay attention to the Taoist, and was about to leave in disorderly steps, now he just wanted to return to Jin Yuan's side.

"The mirror of six misfortunes is broken, let me let you go, young master." The Taoist said slowly.

The inexplicable words made Dian Xuechen stop, and turned around to look at the Taoist indifferently.

"Get out of the situation as soon as possible to avoid the suffering of the six disasters."

"It's nothing but mundane matters." Dian Xuechen said flatly.

"Have you heard of Nandijiang and Huaxi?" The Taoist still smiled lightly and said.

Dian Xuechen frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"That happened 5000 years ago..." The Taoist sighed, and the dust swayed gently as if to sweep away the troubles of the world. The sword is light, the flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, full of sorrow and separation, six disasters in one life, sighing all the way to the end of the world..."

Dian Xuechen looked at the back of the Taoist, and listened to the words that seemed like a ballad, a kind of depression and sadness came towards him from all directions.

Thirty-five thousand years have passed in a flash, leaving only the sad past.

*****

At this moment, under the Marriage Tree in the backyard, Jin Yuan was wearing a black bamboo-colored long gown, the sleeves were rolled up, the hem was turned up and clipped on the belt in an informal way, and there was a charming look on his lips.