Jiugai Dragon Song

"I see." Han Yunshen was very calm, and offered Zhan Lu.

Jiang Hanmo's eyes widened, "What are you going to do!"

"I don't want to live anymore." Han Yun held the sword fiercely and wanted to hand it to his heart.

Jiang Hanmo quickly hugged his hand and shouted, "It's not impossible!"

Han Yunshen looked at him with a pair of despairing eyes.

"There... There is a miracle doctor!"

Han Yunshen's eyes lit up a little.

"The name is... Taoist Mu Ling." Jiang Hanmo continued: "I have a karma with him. You just need to find him and tell him that you are my nephew, and he will help you."

"Where is he?" Zhanlu fell to the ground.

"He...he has been wandering around for many years, and no one knows his whereabouts."

Han Yunshen picked up Zhanlu.

"But! I know! He has not cared about worldly affairs in recent years, and has lived in seclusion. He has settled in a hut... He has gone to Zhoushan in a hut! You can find him yourself."

Dangzhou Mountain is a place farther than the Sea of ​​Xuanming. It is a place in the middle of the world, and you need to trigger conditions to enter.

"Is there a token?" Han Yunshen asked.

Without tokens, others will not believe your one-sided words.

"The token..." Jiang Hanmo emptied out the contents of his space pouch, and handed him a tree branch that gave birth to a wood spirit.

Han Yun held the branch tightly and looked at it for a long time, "Then I will take him there."

"Thank you." Han Yunshen said before leaving.

Jiang Hanmo looked at him holding Jun Xiangruo and disappearing into the night, and smiled wryly.

There is no such person in the world.

Jun Xiangruo woke up lying on Han Yunshen's back, feeling dizzy and unable to use his strength, and the lack of spiritual power in his body was similar to that of just establishing a foundation.He is well aware that his current physical condition is very poor.

Han Yunshen noticed that he woke up, "How do you feel?"

"The body is very heavy." Jun Xiangruo knocked his chin on his shoulder.

"It's very heavy because I carried it on my back." Han Yunshen tried his best to argue with him, but felt a little bitter in his heart.

Jun Xiangruo smiled, "Where is this going?"

"Dangzhou Mountain for treatment." Han Yunshen hurried on with him on his back.

"Is Dan Sheng there?"

"...Find a divine doctor and Taoist."

Jun Xiangruo is so smart, at this time, instead of looking for the rejuvenating pill sage, he is looking for some kind of magical doctor and Taoist, which naturally means that the pill sage can't cure it.

He closed his eyelids and said lazily, "What name?"

"Taoist Wood Spirit."

Jun Xiangruo curled his lips when he heard the words.He knows he has only a thin line with death

.

There is no other reason. More than 50 years ago, I followed Huo Qingyun to Gao Zhuzong. At that time, Dan Sheng had a spirit dog called "Wood Spirit".Later, the spirit dog died, and Han Yunshen might not know about it when he went to Sword Valley again.

Jun Xiangruo only said one sentence: "Okay."

In fact, life and death have long been indifferent to him.The heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; the time and time are the passers-by of a hundred generations.Life is like a post, compared to the life and death of a mayfly.The difference between life and death is nothing but the difference between dreaming and waking.It only takes a moment to die when blowing the wind and pulling out the wax, and then sleeps forever, no longer connected with the world.

Everyone in the world is afraid of death, just because the momentum of death is more terrifying than death itself.

Jun Xiangruo lightly wraps his ring around Han Yunshen's neck.

It's just that I'm a little bit sad now.

At this time, the moon is in the sky.

Han Yunshen has been walking on Zhanlu for three days and three nights in wind and rain.No matter how powerful a monk is, he will be tired if he spends so much spiritual power without sleep.

Telling him to rest is unlikely.

Jun Xiangruo said, "I'm tired and want to rest."

Han Yunshen was a little hesitant, but he still found a ruined temple that could shelter him from the wind and rain.

Jun Xiangruo leaned against Han Yunshen, staring at Huo in a daze, humming softly.The tune was actually the nostalgic song Han Yunshen sang in Beimo.

Jun Xiangruo hummed a song longing to return home, and Han Yunshen actually heard the desolation of the soldiers who had no hope of returning home in the face of the horrifying battlefield full of corpses.My heart was so cold that I shivered.

"Change another one." He couldn't listen anymore.

Jun Xiangruo really stopped humming, "I want to play another song on the flute, but there is no flute now."

"Who said no?" Han Yunshen took out a yellowed bamboo flute from the space capsule.

Jun Xiangruo was slightly taken aback, "You still keep it."

He recognized it, it was the one he had cut in the secret realm of the Qingshan School, because he had engraved a character for "Han" on it, and there was also a character for "骟" when turned over.

But when he turned it over, the character "骟" was scraped off and replaced by a powerful character "Jun".

Jun Xiangruo stroked the word with his fingertips, and his heart skipped a beat.

Yu Shenyan is far away from the end of the world, and I believe that parting in the world is bitter.

He put the flute to his mouth, and the melodious tune flowed slowly.

It seems that there are autumn insects singing late in the well, the cold air is pervasive, the thin frost is on the grass leaves, and the afterimage of a lonely lamp is reflected on the window, swaying alone in the night.The moonlight is as cool as water, sprinkled between layers of curtains, and the breeze moves slowly.

The tune is as gentle as a complaint, full of voices.

"what name?"

"Long Lovesickness."

There is the high sky of Qingming, and the waves of Lushui below.

The sky is far away, the soul flies away, and the dream soul does not reach Guanshan.

"Stop playing." Han Yunshen snatched the flute.

The last words are long love, and the next words are farewell for a long time.

Han Yunshen was really tired, and woke up a bit late the next morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a tall and tall figure standing in front of him. He was dressed in white with arrow sleeves and ruffled, and his face was flawlessly handsome. Even if this face raised an eyebrow, it would be disastrous to the country and the people. Seeing him wake up now, it was Smiled at him, "Are you awake?"

Seeing him like this, Han Yun felt that he who was unconscious and haggard a few days ago was all a dream of his own, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better." Jun Xiangruo knew that this was just a flashback, and he could clearly feel that something was eating away at his three souls and seven souls bit by bit.

"Keep going."

"Since we're here at 'Duyou Valley', let's go and have a look." Jun Xiangruo straightened his arrow sleeves.

"Come back and see when it's cured."

"Going right now."

Han Yun couldn't hold back against him, so he had to go reluctantly.

Duyou Valley is just like its name, with beautiful scenery.

It was March in Yangchun, and the two of them walked along the clear stream at the bottom of the valley, surrounded by green hills and verdant valleys, the air mixed with the fragrance of soil, cool and damp, and water droplets dripped down the foggy rocks.

Birdsong is crisp and ethereal.

Jun Xiangruo walked leisurely, he really came here for a leisurely stroll, he has never been so leisurely in his life.

At this time, the closer to death, the more relieved.

If Han Yunshen felt something, he grabbed him with a gloomy expression, "Jun Xiangruo, do you have the intention of dying?"

Jun Xiangruo looked at him for a while, then held him back, lowered his eyes and said, "Everyone is mortal."

Fierce anger was burning in Han Yunshen's heart, he was angry that Jun Xiangruo was indifferent to life and death, he didn't even have the hope of survival, angry that he could be so heartless that he had nothing to worry about, and he was determined to die.

Rao was very angry, but he couldn't say a serious word.

But think about it—

In the current field, Jun Xiangruo has never complained or hated anyone.Don't blame Wen Xingzhou, don't hate the mastermind behind it, don't ask the reason, don't lament the fate, so casual, so calm.

Han Yunshen's anger was extinguished, and his heart ached like a knife.

How can there be such a transparent person in the world.

Jun Xiangruo let him pull, let him look, but he didn't dare to look into his eyes - the emotion inside was too scorching, he was afraid that he would lose control when he saw it.

"Walk with me for a while longer." Jun Xiangruo said softly.

Han Yun let go of him deeply.

The scenery is endless, but the road always has an end.In front is the vast clear spring water, reflecting the green hills on both sides, reflecting the azure blue and cloud shadows in the sky, as if eternity.

Jun Xiangruo felt that his already blurred vision was pitch black without warning, and his dizzy head was buzzing.

"Jun Xiangruo!" Han Yunshen hurriedly pulled his fallen body into his arms.

Jun Xiangruo was leaning against the stone wall of the cave, he couldn't use any strength now, he felt like he was floating up and down on a boat, as if this body was no longer his.

"Take a break, let's go."

Jun Xiangruo shook his head, "I won't go."

"It's too late!" Han Yun held his hand tightly.

"There is no real wood spirit."

Han Yunshen's handsome eyes are red, how could he not know that there is no such person, Jiang Hanmo's acting skills are too clumsy, how could he not know, how could he not know!He just doesn't want to accept it.These days he has been lying to himself, as if as long as he is rushing to Dangzhou Mountain, there is still hope. Now that the lie is exposed so directly, blood is dripping, and even breathing hurts, he is almost unable to hold on.

Jun Xiangruo smiled, "You didn't save me back then, I should have died long ago."

"It was you who saved me." The 300-year seal was broken, and it was like being reborn.

"Han Yunshen, who are you?" Jun Xiangruo asked the doubts he had long ago.

"I......"

The way of heaven does not allow mortals to see the existence of Sanqing, because there is evidence of its injustice.All the gods in Sanqingli know that if the heavenly secret is leaked to mortals, both sides must be hit by thunder.Although Jun Xiangruo used to be a deity in Sanqingli, he is now considered a mortal.

But so what, what he wants, his heart can be taken away, and his life can also be given, why not tell the truth.

Han Yun's deep eyes doted on him, and he said, "I am a god in the heavens."

Outside, at the end of the blue sky, there are dark clouds rolling in, the distant rain is brewing there, and the lightning and thunder are gathering momentum there.

"I guessed it." Jun Xiangruo said, "How did you ascend?"

"There is no ascension. You can only be born as a god."

Jun Xiangruo was stunned, and laughed at himself, "Then why are we cultivating so hard?"

The last bit of clear blue was completely submerged by dark clouds, thick and heavy, accumulating an ancient thunder calamity.

"It is useful, but the merits of the first life are not enough. It takes two, three, or even ten thousand lives. The birth in a certain life is born as a god. It may be born anywhere, in the human world, in the world of cultivating immortals, in the world of heaven, so it can be said that only babies can Soar."

Han Yunshen's parents just happen to be gods.

"Why?" "Because the way of heaven does not allow anything to be separated from it." Han Yun said deeply, "Being a human being or being a god is determined by the way of heaven. Even gods have life and death, and they cannot break away from the way of heaven."

"What is the way of heaven?"

"balance."

If it is balanced, then why is it unfair?Saying that the way of heaven is unfair is just a complaint about not being favored by the way of heaven.

Thunder and thunder shook the sky outside the cave!It is even more powerful than the Thunder Tribulation of the cultivator who crossed the catastrophe!

Han Yun said deeply: "You were once a god in the sky."

"Oh? Which one?"

"The most powerful one. You are..." Fu Zhixin said, "The Xingjun who commands the stars, knows the secret language of the stars, and knows the ancient legends, you..."

Han Yunshen suddenly stopped.Can the ancient legends be known from the stars, does that include Indra's conspiracy? ...So this is why Ti Shik killed someone?

"Huh?" Jun Xiangruo urged him.

"You can change the course of the movement of the stars, and the luck of the whole world is in your hands." Han Yunshen clenched his fists, "Even the luck of the immortal emperor."

Jun Xiangruo smiled, "Then I'm really good."

Han Yunshen didn't say why he came to the world again.

Jun Xiangruo didn't ask again, whether it's true or not, the story must be very long, but his time is not long.

He looked at Han Yunshen quietly, as if he wanted to engrave this face into death.

"I've thought about it, I'll accompany you to the human world when I'm done with you."

Han Yun's heart throbbed in pain.

"It seems that I have failed you."

"No. I'll accompany you."

He could see that the reason Han Yunshen was able to talk to him so calmly was because in those eyes, apart from the tenderness that was about to overflow, there was also a determination that was all hopeless.

"I don't want you to accompany me." He said, "Live well."

These words caused Han Yunshen's last barrier to collapse, and his despair suddenly burst like a dike, he lost the straw to save his life, and messed up all the square inches, "No..."

"Your soul is scattered, and I am everywhere. I will always be with you."

Jun Xiangruo looked at him with a faint smile.

"When the mountain wind blows your face and the fallen leaves brush your shoulders, I'm here to see you."

Han Yunshen was already speechless, just looking at him, thousands of words choked in his throat.

Jun Xiangruo looked at him with love in his eyes.

Suddenly it was pitch black in front of his eyes, and his consciousness gradually faded away. He gently closed his eyes.

"Jun Xiangruo!" Han Yunshen called him, "Open your eyes!"

"Open your eyes..."

"Please……"

Han Yun held his hand deeply, his forehead was pressed against that hand, his whole body was trembling.

There was a roar in his head, and his heart was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

Who will tell him this is fake, this is a dream.

who will...

who will...

Who is coming!

The muffled thunder outside was still roaring, with such a great momentum that it seemed as if the world was coming to an end.

Han Yunshen took Jun Xiangruo into his arms and sat down like a stone statue.

Everything has its end, and mountains and rivers meet each other.

Now, there is no king Xiangruo in the world.

forever and ever.

The author has something to say: Note:

Preface to the Spring Festival Banquet from My Brother's Peach Garden by Li Bai

The husband of heaven and earth is the reverse journey of all things;

"Acacia" Dai Shulun

Yu Shenyan is far away from the end of the world, and I believe that parting in the world is bitter.

"Sauvignon Blanc Part One" Li Bai

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.Luowei's autumn cries at Jinjinglan, the slight frost is desolate and the color is cold.The lonely lamp was lost in thought, and rolled up the curtain to look at the moon and sky and sighed.A beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, with the high sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lushui below.The sky is far away, the soul flies away, and the dream soul does not reach Guanshan.Sauvignon Blanc breaks the heart

"Meng Dong's Cold Air Arrives"? Han·Anonymous

The last words are long love, and the next words are farewell for a long time.

"When the Anti-Japanese War is won in the future, as a famous anti-Japanese general, if there are waves like mountains when you pass through Wusongkou by ship, then I will come to see you."

——Guo Rugui, in the battle of Songhu in 1937

The delivery is too slow recently, don't send me blades...

HE believe me!

ps

"Fantasy Sea Tide"

Arrogant and domineering dragging Tianshou × indifference to the Buddha's black belly against the sky

Xiao Shuo (acceptance) × Yun Wuxiang (attack)

Strong, 1v1, he

Kill each other and love each other.

The two-way crush is dead duck mouthed.

Mutual abuse in the early stage, mutual favor in the later stage

Yun Wuxiang: "I suggest that you treat rabies first."

Xiao Shuo smiled, and put the long knife on his shoulder, "It can't be cured, it only bites vicious dogs."

Xiao Shuo, the young master of Prince Gong's mansion, was carried into Huanhai Gate in eight sedan chairs.Spoiled and spoiled, arrogant and domineering, but also a genius with excellent roots.

As soon as he entered this fantasy sea gate, the young Xiao Shuo took in a group of younger brothers, and started his way of being a school bully, a school bully and a school bully.

Protecting weaknesses and domineering, a group of disciples can't win and they can't beat them, and they can't find anyone to stand up for them.

The Great Demon Xiao's reputation spread far and wide, and no one could surrender him for a while.

What can be done about this, who made the backer of the Immortal Cultivation Master Huanhaimen be his Prince Gong's father.

In this fantasy sea gate, even the head of the sect has to give way to this related household. Who would dare to touch his bad luck?

Yo, don't say it, it really does exist.

"Don't bully them."

Shock!A disciple from the outer court actually got into a head-to-head fight with Xiao Damo, and even fought, and it was a tie!

Very good, Yun Wuxiang, I remember you.

This Liangzi knot is big!

Yun Wuxiang's pure practice life in the outer courtyard was gone.A small matter every day, a big matter in three days, everything is terrible, this is for real.

Thinking about it, the big devil Xiao should restrain himself when he grows up, but the result is that the longer he grows, the more crooked he becomes. Relying on his heaven-defying skills, he is arrogant and domineering to *world* ground.

Everyone in the world is afraid of Xiao Shuo, but they are even more afraid of Yun Wuxiang.

why--

Because Yun Wuxiang said not to do anything, Xiao Shuo insisted on doing it.

……

Yun Wuxiang: "What are you doing so close to me?"

Xiao Shuo: "Your uncle, I can be where my love is, can you control me?"