[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Wave after wave, to the naked eye, it is nothing more than ordinary life in the city.

Chen Xiang stretched her sedentary shoulders and looked at the sunset outside the door.It's been two full days, and Ao Cunxin hasn't come back yet.He saw that Yang Jian had arrived, so he didn't bother him, but he was a little worried after not seeing him for so long, and he couldn't help complaining that Ao Cunxin was ungrateful for seeing color.

A clerk quickly came to Feng Yunyao's side, whispered something in a low voice, Feng Yunyao took out her purse and prepared to pay the bill.

Chen Xiang looked at it strangely, but it was not easy to ask directly: Are you still sneaky here to force people to pay the bill?

Feng Yunyao followed Chen Xiang's topic and said: "Sister Ao also has some supernatural powers, and she is protected by the God of War of the Three Realms, so what are you worrying about? Didn't Brother Chen Xiang always want to know who the Yao Jiao rushed out the day before yesterday? It’s also an old acquaintance…”

"Sister Ao?" Chen Xiang slapped the desk, shaking the teacup twice, gritted his teeth and said, "Little baby, why haven't you changed your habit of giving yourself a high level of seniority?"

Feng Yunyao snorted, said goodbye to Chen Xiang briefly, and left in a hurry.

The desert sea is long and dry, the blue sky is like a deep blue sky, and the golden skirt is hunting and drifting in the high wind.

"Where are you going?" Feng Yunyao hid in the clouds and grabbed the arms of passers-by, giggling.

The man was taken aback, and after seeing Feng Yunyao's face clearly, he let out a long sigh of relief, "You're messing with me again, and I'm going back to Shancheng to look for you! Nothing happened to Huamanlou, have you seen Chenxiang?" ?"

"Don't worry, how can something happen to my site? Good sister, where is your mask?"

"broken."

"Broken?" Feng Yunyao looked deeply at the fair cheeks that were supposed to be hidden behind the mask, and her eyes turned back and forth, "Forget it, it's all fixed. It looks like you came from the direction of Yumen Pass, and you got the relic son?"

Ao Cunxin's eyes moved slightly, and she said apologetically, "No. Yang Jian gave the relic to a god named Nezha, saying that it was going to be handed over to..." She suddenly felt a slip of the tongue, "It's nothing, they took the relic away , I didn’t dare to say anything.”

The smile on Feng Yunyao's childish face deepened, she held Ao Cunxin's arm, raised her head and blinked her almond eyes, "My dear sister, don't blame yourself, this is a trivial matter, and I won't blame you. Back then you tried to win The relics at Wuzhuang Temple dared to fight Zhen Yuanzi, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have hurt yourself before you would turn back, it's really heartfelt."

"My dear sister, I have a question in my heart. If you treat me as a friend, answer me truthfully."

"Say it."

"When I first came into contact with your magic power, I felt kind and similar. Later, I found out that it was the divine power of the black lotus lineage. Am I... I was your disciple before I lived in the Saha Valley? Otherwise, why would I There is also the power of the black lotus in the body?"

Feng Yunyao was taken aback by the question.Before Ao Cunxin entered the Saha Valley, she was far from being born, so how could she know the whole story.She pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "You are not one of us. It can be seen that you don't believe in our teachings, and even started to believe in Yang Jian's evil."

The smile on the corners of her lips remained unabated, as if she was talking about the new flower that bloomed in front of the window this morning.Misty clouds flowed away from her side, separating Ao Cunxin from Ao Cunxin by a layer of white mist.

Ao Cunxin hurriedly said: "You said that day that the condition for taking me out of the valley is to help you find all seventeen Buddha bone relics, and we are far from finished..."

"Yeah, I can't finish the search. I don't know if it will take ten years or 20 years." Feng Yunyao let go of Ao Cunxin, "With the help of the Tathagata Buddha Dan, you can perceive the location of the relics in just a few months." I found two of them in just a few minutes, and although I didn't get the third one, at least I got it, and you don't owe me anything."

"I did not mean that……"

Ao Cunxin went to pull Feng Yunyao's hand, but that hand was pulled out in time to support the shining golden hairpin in her hair.

"Actually, I'm here to bid you farewell. I've been conferred the honor of a holy aunt, and I'm going to live in Lingjiu Mountain forever. I don't have much time to spare. If one day you figure it out, you are welcome to come to Leiyin Temple to find me at any time." , if you have any difficulties, just ask Jialou Luoniao to send a message, and the gate of Shancheng will always be open for you." Feng Yunyao took off a white jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on Ao Cunxin, "I have been wearing this since I was a child. Wear it, and leave it for you to think about."

Seeing this, Ao Cunxin swallowed thousands of words and said congratulations. She combed off a piece of her beloved coral hair, expressed her heart, and watched Feng Yunyao as a bright glow Gradually disappearing from sight, I only feel that the sky is high and the clouds are far away, and I am just alone and alone.

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The lonely smoke in the desert, the sunset on the long river.Yang Jian sent Nezha and Xiaotiangou away, and now he was standing alone on a low hill in the distance, watching the Dangxiang people pay homage and cry at the stone tower in the middle of the tomb.

The Golden Curse of the Dharma Protector is one of the most indestructible mysteries in the world, and the one who breaks the spell will be destroyed physically and mentally.

In the Three Realms, the six realms coexist. Gods and Buddhas are often used to looking down, thinking that all people are weak, and that submission is a matter of course, but in fact, the so-called strength and weakness are only the difference between the body, and no one's soul is born low.

When the Dangxiang tribe dispersed, Yang Jian raised his right hand falsely, and Yinhema obediently lowered his neck, allowing him to caress. His silvery white mane looked like moist stars in the night.

"Did she treat you as well as before?"

He failed to take away Ao Cunxin, but waited for Yinhema, who would find his master.

Yang Jian drew out his Kunshan sword and sketched absent-mindedly on the loose sand, as if he was deducing the marching route, but he was thinking about the matter of Shancheng in his heart. The rumor of "appearing in the kiln" spread in the army within a day, so it was too hasty.This style of behavior reminded him of the girl in Qishan who couldn't wait to stab him with a hairpin.

The simple sentence in the imperial decree "he is specially authorized to rest in the lower realm and does not have to go to the court" is the beginning of his 20 years away from the court.Everyone knows that "no need to go to court" means "not to go to court".There are not many gods who are close to Tian Ting and Yang Jian. Most of the news that Yang Jian received from the court was conveyed by Nezha, but Yang Jian and Li Jing were only superficially friendly, and Li Jing and Nezha were father and son, which added another layer of interference .

This time the Jade Emperor suddenly summoned himself to Yao Chi to meet him, he didn't know why, did someone reveal Cun Xin's whereabouts, or did the rumor spread rapidly?

The cold light is like electricity, and the blade is like illusion. Yang Jian has not practiced swordsmanship for thousands of years. Back then, Ao Cunxin's gaudy Xunkan Heart Sutra was used by Yang Jian in a fierce and fast way, like a butterfly turning into a dragon singing, mesmerizing.

With a sound of "Chi", the red sword plunged into the sand, and the sand and gravel in the wind blew on it, like a whisper.

"Yinghe, it's been 2000 years, you don't take human form, you don't learn human language, but you can steal freely." He patted Yinhe's horse's head, and saw a water-red reflection in its almond-sized eyes.

"On the white horse and autumn wind desert, the sword god is in the wilderness. The beauty is so beautiful, I am so drunk." Qingyue's female voice sounded behind Yang Jian, with a little grievance in the joy, "I thought you were gone."

When Yang Jian heard this, his sword eyebrows stretched, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "I thought you were gone too."

"I... I walked halfway and saw ghost soldiers flying around, so I didn't dare to leave."

"You have a lot of yin in your body, so it's easy for ghost soldiers to sway in front of you."

"You...are you willing to take me for a ride?" Ao Cunxin had a sore nose and lowered her head.

"where do you want to go?"

"It's not too much trouble, just go back to Shancheng, and it happens to be on the same road."

The two of them took the Yinhe horse together to find out of Shancheng, dismounted and walked into the city.Along the way, Yang Jian's sleeves were tightly held by Ao Cunxin and he would not let go. Seeing that Ao Cunxin didn't want to say more, Yang Jian didn't ask any more questions. Reach out to Ao Cunxin to give her a shake.

So Yang Jian led the horse with his left hand and the dragon with his right, and headed all the way to Huamanlou.

Chen Xiang refused to live in Huamanlou, and was embarrassed to let Feng Yunyao spend money, so she insisted on finding a simple inn to stay in, and was sitting on the window sill on the second floor waiting impatiently, so she saw Yang Jian The majestic figure glanced at his hand again, and almost fell off the window sill.This moment, Yang Jian had already noticed, so Chen Xiang had no choice but to jump to the two of them to salute and say hello.

Martial arts practitioners are accustomed to watching the six directions, such as Yang Jian's attempt to pull his hand, which is invisible to ordinary people, but Chen Xiang can deduce it from the changes in Ao Cunxin's hand muscles.

He originally thought that he could be his uncle's powerful assist, but seeing this posture, he really underestimated his uncle's beauty, but Ao Cunxin might be reluctant to help him from the side.Mistake, misstep.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiang sighed faintly.

Ao Cunxin didn't understand, she raised her eyebrows, and said back: "Chen Xiang, did Huamanlou have a good time shopping, sister Yunyao, isn't it good?"

Chen Xiang didn't dare to argue in front of Yang Jian, and only swallowed.

All right, you are all Laozi, and I am grandson.

The autumn wind suddenly blows, stirring the coolness of the corner of the clothes, unscrewing the withered yellow leaves on the corner wall, and rushing to the east in full swing.

The three of them looked up, and the dense clouds rolled and gathered rapidly. The whole sky seemed to be lit with black flames, and the trees on the ground swayed wildly.Accompanied by a sky-shattering bang, a beam of dark purple beams ten feet wide shot straight into the sky from the courtyard of Huamanlou, and the thick and thick clouds slowly rotated around the beam of light, turning into a whirlpool.

People on the street stopped one after another, clasped their palms together, and looked devout, as if they were used to it.

A big hand made of sand stretched out slowly from the center of the vortex, shaped like a flower, and stopped above the Huamanlou.As the golden light flew around, a girl wearing a curtain on her head floated up, her skirt fluttered, and she landed steadily on the index finger of her giant palm before sinking into the thick clouds.

Among the dense clouds, the black robe of the first person danced wildly in the wind, and a hundred monks stood behind him to greet him.

"Yun Yao, you've worked hard."

The girl signaled the monks to leave, and smiled through the curtain