[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

It was the year when the Tubo rebellion was over, and Chang'an was even more desolate as the new year approached. There were not many pedestrians on the street after the snow cleared, and people in twos and threes wore high collars and cloaks and walked on the road swept from the snow.Occasionally, children playing and fighting passed by through the street, and most of the noise was drowned by the snow and could not reach the deep alley.

When the weather was fine, there was a hasty knock on the door of a remote house.

A Taoist priest, wearing a high crown and a patched Taoist robe, rushed to open the door with a wine jug missing its cover.Unexpectedly, when the door pin was pulled out, Yan Guiling with an indifferent expression and Su Yue with a bright smile were standing outside. After a quick glance, there was Chunyang with a somewhat gloomy complexion and Wanhua standing motionless with her eyes closed.

Two familiar faces and two unfamiliar faces, the familiar face looked desperate, and the unfamiliar face seemed not quite right, dressed in a dignified manner, and a villain, it seemed that he had not only fought but also been injured, there was absolutely nothing good about it.

Wudu raised his hand to greet him, the snow on the door lintel fell rustlingly, the clear and weathered face of the Taoist priest suddenly turned cloudy, and the blush on his cheeks faded away, before the outsider opened his mouth. Close the door with a "bang", turn around and walk a few steps, slapping your heart and saying to yourself: "Damn it, you scared me so early in the morning, but luckily you react quickly."

"Shang Daoist! Don't leave, don't you accept business?" The crisp voice of the five poisonous disciples came over the wall, and Daoist was so frightened that he trembled, and the wine pot in his hand fell to the ground immediately.

The Taoist priest looked at the fragments of the jug on the ground and the fine wine spilled on the stone steps with distress, and could only look at the five poisons who had climbed over the wall with a bitter face: "Oh... Su Yue, Su Yue, you are not hurting me! Open for business!"

"In such a cold day, can there be business elsewhere?" The door opened, Yan Guiling choked him, and then walked in by herself, saying, "If it's not something urgent, I wouldn't be in a hurry to find Daoist Shang you."

"That's right, the Five Poisons are so far away, but Shang Shuiyun is close and there is no one here." Su Yong stopped his way and blinked.

The corners of Shang Shuiyun's lips drooped instantly when he was wearing a high hat, and he slapped his legs and cursed: "You are just rude!"

Su Yue stuck out her tongue, and then gave him a look behind her: "Mu Daochang, don't stand there, come in quickly."

Only then did Shang Shuiyun pay attention to the faces of the two newcomers who followed him, and after looking at the bowing young junior, he felt unimpressed, only to be taken aback when he saw Wanhua's chest and abdomen with closed eyes and blood congealed beside him, and carefully After taking a closer look, he said to Su Yong angrily: "What are you doing?! Do you want me to tell his fortune?! He has already..."

"Shang Taoist master knows astronomy and geography at the bottom, understands harmony among people, understands yin and yang, understands gossip, and understands Qimen Dunjia." Yan Guiling interrupted him, and rarely bowed to him respectfully, "We just want to know his fate , such a small matter, I think it can be done."

"I... this..." Shang Shuiyun knew that it was impossible, but the compliment was very rewarding, he was dizzy and saw that Su Yue had slipped over to close the door and put the latch on it, so he had to bite the bullet and said bitterly, " Shall I try it?"

"Okay!" Su Yue and Yan Guiling looked at each other and cheered immediately.

Shang Shuiyun glanced at Wan Hua several times, then bent his fingers to let them sit in: "Try it, let's finish it."

Mu Chenfeng kept silent with his sword box on his back from beginning to end, only at this moment he looked at Jiang Yan beside him with a little emotion.The latter didn't move at all except when Su Yue gave the order to take two steps, and there was nothing else on his dark and blue face except for the dead silence.

In Mu Chenfeng's eyes, Mu Chenfeng felt inexplicably flustered by the appearance that a dead person should have.Obviously he deserved what he deserved, so attracting Gu worms and hitting him twice made him feel more suspicious about the cause of Song Xiuran's death.

Su Yong originally wanted to take Jiang Yan back to the religion, but he was not good at gu skills, and he couldn't move the lifeless exorcism shell after turning a little mountain road.However, the journey was far away and it was still snowing. He saw that the Gu worms left by the Demon Venerable were supposed to occupy the magpie's nest and completely control the person, but there was no movement for a long time, so he faintly felt that there was something unusual.In addition, Mu Chenfeng followed all the way with the purpose of asking the truth, and he himself was bragging, so he could only suppress the thought of throwing the corpse and digging up the Gu worms to bring them back, and went to discuss countermeasures with Yan Guiling.

Yan Guiling thought about it and pointed out the way to Chang'an, and Shang Shuiyun inexplicably took over the mess.

In fact, Shang Shuiyun didn't know anything about Gu art, and Fang Shi was not good at it, but he was very good at divination and fortune-telling, and the money bag that Yan Guiling slapped on the table made it even more difficult for him to refuse.After a few people exchanged greetings, they first drank tea to drive away the cold. It was almost noon when they were seated in the room, so he opened Jiang Yan's palm to look at it, and then held the tortoise shell and touched it politely.

Originally, a manipulative corpse should be crushed in his hands, and nothing can be seen, but when he touched it, his face suddenly changed.

"What's the matter, the Gu worm is dead, that's why there's no response?" Su Yue's mind was full of thoughts that the Gu worm would save some energy by reviving it, and seeing his surprised face, she leaned over to ask.

"Who can tell the fate of the Gu worm? Are you talking nonsense!" Shang Shuiyun distractedly reprimanded him, then pinched the bearded Zhala's chin, unable to think hard, "I'm curious, he is clearly alive , but died again. Obviously dead, but still alive."

Mu Chenfeng was startled when he heard the words, and before he could speak, Yan Guiling asked first: "Master Shang, it means that his body is dead, but he is still alive—or is his soul still alive?"

"Huh? Isn't that a corpse man? Or Tana?" Su Yue's eyes widened.

"Hey, it would be easy if that's the case." Shang Shuiyun glared at him, shook his head, got up, walked back and forth in front of the dusty "Iron Mouth Straight Break" flag, and said in an uncertain tone, " Although I don't understand your five poisonous Gu, I have seen a lot of wars in the past ten years. But all corpses, poisonous people, and puppets are all incomplete and unconscious. If it is Tana, it is also deeply eroded by toxins. But He was obviously not poisoned. According to what you said, he was pierced by a sword while he was still alive. The soul is not gone, but the fate is not broken. How can this be so? The soul is still there, why doesn't it merge with the shell? Could it be that someone killed him and sealed the soul at the same time? It doesn't make sense, the steps of sealing the soul in ancient books are so complicated Very, could it be that the gods did it?"

Shang Shuiyun's words were originally a struggle against his own cognition, Su Yue was confused, and even Yan Guiling went to see Daoist Shang with some half-knowledge and doubts.

But Mu Chenfeng couldn't sit still any longer, and tremblingly said: "This senior brother is saying that his soul is still here...hasn't he gone to the soul market?"

"Hunxu? Are you an alchemist?" Shang Shuiyun looked at him a few more times, but saw that he was clean, his brows were cold, and he had no spiritual energy no matter how he looked, he immediately shook his head and said, "So what if the three souls and seven souls are here? Isn’t he a necromancer who hasn’t been reincarnated? Although he hasn’t completely melted into the soul market, it’s about the same. If I want to ask about his fate, he can only count the past and see the future. If you want to know his fate, I’m afraid you want details? As it is now, let me probe into the fate hexagram and still have no response at all, it is simply too lazy to talk to me, so there is nothing I can do to help."

After hearing this, Mu Chenfeng's face turned pale, but Su Yue didn't do it. He stood up quickly and said, "You are so powerful, Daoist Shang, why didn't you ask forcibly? We have something to know, and it's best for him to say it himself."

"Unless the alchemist went to the soul market to ask, otherwise, it's difficult." Shang Shuiyun shook his head again, shaking the high crown with the jade beads on it, and this time he paused, then said, "Wait, didn't you start off?" Is it just to make the dead man speak up?"

Seeing that he was about to retreat, Yan Guiling hurriedly said: "Yes, Taoist Master Shang has such a high spiritual awareness, presumably the alchemist's skills are not a problem, and we have prepared a lot of rewards..."

"Don't, don't, I'm old, I only ask divination and nothing else. Since this person is like this, his fate is like this, there is no need to look at it again. The energy-consuming things like going out of the soul and entering the samadhi will kill me You should go to the young alchemist for help." Shang Shuiyun this time resisted the temptation, refused without any room for refusal, narrowed his eyes and looked at them one by one, finally saw Mu Chenfeng's sad face, pondered He looked at Jiang Yan's slightly painful eyes, and felt a little embarrassed for no reason. He raised the back of his hand and patted his chest, and sighed, "You are a disciple of Chunyang Palace. There are so many scholars and people who practice this way on Mount Hua. , you might as well go back..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "crack" sound, and the back of his hand burned like it was on fire. He immediately withdrew his hand and stepped back, shouting, "What's in your arms?!"

Muchen Fengshang was shocked that Jiang Yan's soul was still there, and he didn't defend himself even after being photographed by Shang Shuiyun. Hearing his strange cry, he reached into his bosom suspiciously, and took out a torn amulet—it was Song Xiuran who gave it to him. the one.

Yiren passed away and the talisman was shattered. Mu Chenfeng tensed his strings instantly while holding the fragments.

Unexpectedly, the elderly Daoist in front of him showed surprise, and put his hands together to hold the fragments, and sighed: "Oh, it's amazing! This talisman is amazing, so many powerful things are inlaid together without hindering each other. With it, it's really Xie Chong didn't dare to hurt himself! It's a pity that it was broken, why did it break? I didn't use much strength..."

The clean power of the talisman has dissipated, and now I can't feel any hotness when I hold it together. Shang Shuiyun raised his head inadvertently after saying this, and immediately his eyes were about to pop out: "You have Lingxuzi's seal!" He said carefully Looking at his jade-like forehead, he said earnestly, "That's right, even if there is only an afterimage of this seal, but the technique of making the seal is Lingxuzi's! Child, what did you provoke? Kyoko sealed it for you?"

Mu Chenfeng was stumped by his sudden question, thought for a moment and could only answer briefly: "I was infected with Yin evil when I was young, so Lingxuzi helped me."

"Yin evil? No?" Shang Shuiyun took a step back and looked him up and down several times. Looking at his eyes, he said, "I said, you have been suppressed by the talisman and the seal, the good and the bad. I'm afraid that if the talisman is broken, the evil spirit will disappear? But just right, you have such a good foundation, you can Get out of your soul and enter the samadhi to go to the soul market."

"This..." Mu Chenfeng grasped the fragments tightly, and said blankly and frankly, "I haven't practiced alchemy before, I just went to the Soul Market unintentionally, and I really don't know how to get out of the soul and enter the samadhi."

"Hey... Daozhang Shang, you mean to ask him to ask, do you want to take the money?" Su Yue exposed him shamelessly, but she pulled the corner of her clothes for Yan Gui Lingmeng, and got another silent gesture , had to sit back.

Shang Shuiyun cleared his throat to relieve the embarrassment, looked at Mu Chenfeng solemnly, and smiled all over his face: "You have never been to the Soul Market before, and it is most likely because of the evil on you. Now it is gone. Yang Qi is also very abundant, nothing will happen. Besides, you seem to have a good sense of spirituality, and it is very easy for an alchemist to get out of the soul and enter the samadhi. You can learn it now, or you have to go back to the Pure Yang Palace for help. In case a fellow student mistakenly thinks he is a corpse and cuts him off..." He spread his hands as he spoke, pretending to be embarrassed.

Yan Guiling saw him flickering, but she didn't expose it, but turned to Mu Chenfeng, who was a little astonished, who seemed to be in another way, and kindly reminded: "Mu Daochang, are you sure you are going to the Soul Market and see Brother Jiang's soul?" ?”

"The death of junior brother is full of mysteries. If possible, I would like to find out." Mu Chenfeng hesitated, looking at Jiang Yan and replied hesitantly.

"Mu Daoist, if that little girl's family is really crazy, it will be futile for you to go to the Soul Market?" Yan Guiling pulled Su Yue but sat upright, and said every word quite seriously, "I He and Ah Qi only wanted to find out about the Gu worms on his body, and didn't intend to find out anything else. Since he admitted it, he just didn't want to tell others, did the Daoist think clearly about this trip?"

Mu Chenfeng pondered for a while, then nodded happily: "...Yes."

"Oh, are you afraid that the soul will deceive you?" Shang Shuiyun understood half of it, and hurriedly interrupted, "No, no, ghosts have an advantage, that is, it is difficult to lie when they are forced by the yang energy of alchemists. If you say you beat him, if he does evil, you beat him to death and break him up, Taoism is the way to exorcise ghosts. You use your energy to fuse his spiritual consciousness, he dare not hide anything."

He spoke lightly, but Mu Chenfeng was startled when he heard it, he couldn't help clenching his fists secretly, and went to see how Jiang Yan closed his eyes safely.

Shang Shuiyun saw that he was hesitant when he clearly wanted to torture him, so he couldn't figure out his intentions, so he could only push and urge him: "Mu... Junior Brother? This past noon is one of the most gloomy moments of the day. Why don't you catch up with this time when it's easy to enter samadhi?"

"Hey, Taoist Shang, it's noon..." Su Yue glanced at the sun outside and stood up in complete disbelief, but she was forced to sit back again by Yan Guiling.

"What do you know? This is called 'prosperity and decline'!" Shang Shuiyunqi didn't understand, if there was a mustache, it would probably have been blown over, he stared at him before pointing to the futon next to him, and looked at Mu Chenfeng Said, "Take the wooden sword and sit here with me."

Mu Chenfeng nodded, crossed his knees according to his words, and listened to Shang Shuiyun who was sitting on the opposite futon give him instructions:

"Close your eyes and cross your legs, adjust your breath, and say silently: 'To the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet. All things work together, and I can see their recovery. Every thing returns to its root.' Cut off delusions, throw away the mundane world, communicate with yin and yang, and go out. The soul is settled..."

Mu Chenfeng slowly closed his eyes, and heard Shang Shuiyun's somewhat vicissitudes of life voice faintly, as if it overlapped with the voice of the master teaching formulas, and the loud sound reverberated with "people can always be quiet, and the world returns to them" for a long time Not scattered.In this way, reciting the mental method silently to get rid of distracting thoughts, I only feel that my body is getting lighter and my spiritual consciousness "opens my eyes" in nothingness.

The gloomy soul market is not unfamiliar. He stood in the underworld and was amazed that he just came like this. He looked around in the dark room of the empty house, wandering outside, and turned around to see Jiang Yan sitting in the place just now, but in this world he Dressed properly, with the front in good condition, he waited for him calmly and calmly, as if nothing had happened and everything was intact as before.

Mu Chenfeng lost his mind for a moment, looked at his gray face for a long time before tentatively opening his mouth: "...Jiang Yan."

Wan Hua drooped her hair and closed her eyes, sitting motionless, no matter how many times he called her, there was no response.

"You really don't want to answer me?" Mu Chenfeng pointed at the sword formula even before he drew his sword, took two steps closer, and said, "Junior brother died in vain, you were so close to him once, If you really killed him, let me see the truth."

Fearing that the Yang Qi on his body was too tight, Jiang Yan's frowned and calm expression finally turned into pain, and after he asked again, he floated a few steps away.

Mu Chenfeng was startled, and immediately lowered his voice and said: "Brother Shang said that you should not be too far away from yourself for the time being, do you want to fight me in Soul Market?"

Even if he threatened, Jiang Yan didn't speak, but turned his back and ignored him, until he approached again with the mahogany sword, which was extremely powerful in the underworld, he sighed almost inaudibly and shook his head slowly.

"Could it be...you don't know, so you can't show it to me?" Mu Chenfeng almost never saw him troubled, so it was inconvenient to force him, so he changed his words, "Then let me see you." Know - all."

With the peach wood sword in his hand, he could kill souls and ghosts. Mu Chenfeng didn't know how powerful this thing was, so he took another step with the sword, and when the tip of the sword was about to touch his long hair like a waterfall, there was faint light.

Jiang Yan suddenly supported his shoulders to stand firm, sighed again, and moved his sleeves. Mu Chenfeng felt the darkness in front of him twisted, and the wind returned to calm in the blink of an eye. The surrounding scenery was still Chang'an, but it was replaced by darkness. A corner of the alley.

The author has something to say: The formula comes from the Tao Te Ching and the Taishang Laojun Said Chang Qing Jing Jing

Daoism fights ghosts with clear grievances and grievances, and they will not overdo them all, so Shang Daochang's statement is very representative of Taoism. Xiao Song was also very stubborn in Soul Market before.

Because noon is the sunniest time of the day, it suddenly turns cloudy, so the quarter past 12 o'clock is one of the most cloudy times of the day.

The real scene where the ghosts appear like a revolving lantern is the setting of the three alchemists of the sword, but Chang'an can't get out of the ghost, and the scene will not be changed casually, because of the writing, it can only be slightly adjusted.

Reminiscing Dreams in the Past is probably the biggest chapter of memoirs, I don’t know how much to write, the alias is probably: Daochang opened the perspective of God·Hua Ge’s life