Xiao Han [Shooting Condor]

The flowers bloom and fall, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, the stream at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain freezes, melts into water, the water turns into ice again, and the cycle goes on and on.

Xie Yao started from the beginning, forgetting all his martial arts, and expended a lot of energy to forget all the complicated martial arts he had learned in his life.During the period of sitting and forgetting, he kept recalling the past, and when he recalled all the sorrows and pains in the past, he was no longer disturbing, and he was reborn.The qi breath in Dantian lingers, wanders through the eight meridians of the eight meridians for twelve weeks, his internal and external zhenqi is surging, and dozens of entrances on his body are broken through one by one, and he feels that in the veins of the whole body, it is like strips of mercury flowing everywhere, comfortable Incomparably, suddenly he saw a bright light in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but let out a whistling sound, like a dragon and a tiger singing together, the mist in Yujing Cave was scattered, and the cold pool was like a pot of hot water boiling, suddenly there was a booming sound There was a loud noise, and the pool water exploded into a two-foot curtain of water. When everything returned to calm, the frost on Xie Yao's body faded, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the dazzling sunlight outside the cave.

He stood up and was surprised to find himself sitting in a pile of white snow.

When I walked outside the cave, I felt that my footsteps were lighter and stronger than before, and I smelled the cold air from the tip of my nose, and I was indescribably refreshed.Xie Yao stood there blankly for a moment, not knowing how long he had been in retreat, but thinking of the two apprentices, he hurriedly raised his arms and hurried down the mountain.

When we arrived at the hut at the foot of the mountain, we saw the gurgling stream, and it was already spring, but Xie Yao clearly remembered that it was still a snowy New Year's night before he left.

Feeling a little uneasy in his heart, he hesitated for a moment, pushed the door open and entered, countless dust fell down, the tables and chairs in the corner were covered with cobwebs, and the cups and teapots were covered with dust, as if they had been abandoned for a long time.

Xie Yao was stunned for a moment, turned around and went out, calling out, "Xingchong! Ah Yue!"

The voice floated far away in the open grass, but no one answered.Going to the stable, he saw that the manger was empty, and the bamboo stick for arranging fodder was lying on the ground. He reached out to pick it up, but he didn't expect that with a little force, the bamboo stick would be broken in two, and it was already rotten.

Xie Yao couldn't help being very surprised, approaching the locked house, the iron lock on it was rusted and disfigured, and he broke the iron lock with a light pull.The room was full of dust, footprints were clearly visible, and there was a musty smell.At this moment, he glanced at the bronze mirror on the window sill, and Xie Yao couldn't help but be surprised because of his extraordinary concentration.

"Who is it?" A man with disheveled hair was reflected in the blurry bronze mirror. He had a big dirty beard, his hair was tangled up in strands, and his clothes were tattered and yellowed. He was really sloppy.Xie Yao came to his senses immediately, pointing at himself amusedly: "It turned out to be me."

When he raised his sleeve and sniffed his clothes, he felt the stench was overwhelming.

Xie Yao was baffled in his mind, but he had to boil water to wash up first, and tidy up his appearance. After he shaved his beard clean, he was about to comb his hair. When he touched his long hair, he suddenly remembered that he had just shaved not long ago.Looking at the decorations in the room in a blink of an eye, he felt more and more uneasy. Could it be that he has been in seclusion for a long time?Xie Yao suppressed his mind, thinking that Shentu Xingchong and Ding Yue might come back, cleaned the house from front to back, and moved in again.

Time passed day by day, Xie Yao had nothing to do on weekdays, so he went to the Yujing Peak to practice.At first Xie Yao didn't care about it, but gradually, when he climbed to the peak with ease, he was surprised at the rapid progress of his martial arts.Xie Yao waved his palm against the clouds thousands of times every day until the wind of his palm broke through the clouds and mist, doing whatever he wanted.

After more than half a month, Xie Yao still couldn't wait for Shentu Xingchong and Ding Yue, presumably they were no longer in Tianshan.Xie Yao thought about it carefully, when he left the customs, there was a pile of white snow beside him, and there was a faint stone tablet.Thinking of this, he hurried into the cave and found the stone tablet, but he saw the words "Tomb of Master Wang Xuan" chiseled on it with an axe. Xie Yao couldn't help smiling when he saw the word "Wang", but turned around. And Shen smiled, quite worried, thinking that the most urgent thing is to go down the mountain to find the two of them.

Xie Yao walked out of the cave, came to Fangping, and looked up at the peak with two giant rocks.

Although I have been to Yujing Peak many times, I have never really gone up. Why don't you regret it?Once he had settled his mind, he got a little lucky and jumped up, stepping on the cliff with his toes without touching the dust. This dangerous peak, which is about ten feet high, easily aspires to the top.

These days, Xie Yao practiced every day, and finally he was able to control the true qi in his body, which can be said to have taken a big step in the realm of martial arts.He looked far and wide, with tens of thousands of steps on the ladder, and he could pick up the sun with his hands. He took a deep breath of the fresh air with cold wind and frost, and he couldn't help feeling refreshed and full of strength.

"...The Great Dao is formless, giving birth to heaven and earth. The Great Dao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon." Xie Yao looked at the sky and murmured in a low voice, with a firm mind, suddenly raised his palms, drew an arc with his left palm, and turned his right palm into a circle. In the clouds and mist, push hard.When he first sent out, he only felt the breeze blowing slightly, if there was nothing there, it was dense and dense, but his strength was extremely tenacious, suddenly the clouds rolled up, and the wind was overwhelming, and there seemed to be an invisible layer of energy around his body, piercing ten thousand zhang. Canopy.

Xie Yao recuperated his efforts, and the wind blew his clothes, but when the clouds and mists dissipated in front of him, countless mountain peaks were exposed. Standing on a very high place, he looked up at the mountains and rivers, and felt that the mountains and rivers were small.

From the ups and downs of the sun and the moon, he realized the profound martial arts, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, poisonous gas, and matter. The days are still long, and if you explore slowly, you will always be able to perfect it.Even now, no one can match his martial arts cultivation.

Thinking of this, Xie Yao's heart moved, he raised his head and asked Tianji Liuyun: "Can you rest assured now?"

The voice came out, but only the circling eagle chirped to answer.

Xie Yao didn't care, smiled slightly, raised his right arm, and called out. The eagle seemed to understand the words, and flapped its wings and landed on his arm.

On the contrary, the inner demons in the retreat helped him see through the difficulties of life and death, the siege of time and fate, and the burden of passion and desire.He can miss and regret, but he can't bear miss and regret all his life.

Just like the rising of the sun and the setting of the moon are the laws of nature, people have no ability to change, they can only understand the secret of life and death, knowing that "the past cannot be pursued, and the coming cannot be waited for", only to cherish the present.A gentleman holds the Tao in himself, carries on the past and opens up the future, can live or die.

Xie Yao sighed, and looked towards the sky, but saw the Jihong hanging in the sky from the flowing clouds, forcing Xiaohan to be close at hand, standing proudly on the top of the Tianshan Mountain with his iron bones, his heart was so open.He stood there for a long time, thinking about thousands of things in his mind. Back then, he was given the notoriety of being a devil by the traitors, which cannot be buried by loess, so let him start from the beginning and wash away the notoriety.With an eagle in hand, it is like having confidence in your chest. No matter what the road ahead is, you will be fair!

Xie Yao made up his mind, and couldn't help but look down at the cliff, a vast expanse of snow.The wind was blowing all over his face, and he was full of enthusiasm, and he raised his voice: "Brother Ying, I can borrow you!" After speaking, he raised his hand, and the eagle immediately spread its wings and flew high. At the same time, Xie Yao soared into the sky like a dragon. , just higher than the eagle, he borrowed a bit of the eagle's back, stretched his arms, jumped up, and floated straight down the cliff of the peak.

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Mongolia's southern and northern wars brought disaster to Tubo, which was already fragmented. The ginseng collectors in Tianshan supported each other and climbed the cliffs. They only thought about how to dig more snow ginseng and earn some money to subsidize their families.

"Brother, you are tight!"

A ginseng picker with a red hat turned his head and told the people behind him.After he said that, he took out a small shovel from his waist and dug at a withered grass root on the cliff. After less than two chisels, the man behind him suddenly lost his footing and took another companion with him cliff to go.The Red Hat participant was horrified, and blurted out "Help me", but he realized in a blink of an eye that the dangerous peak of Tianshan Mountain was deserted, except for his third brother, where else was there?

Just when his heart was hurting, he suddenly heard an eagle crowing above his head. Before he could react, a gray figure suddenly appeared beside him, but it was too fast to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

The back of the red-capped ginseng was dripping with cold sweat, and at this moment, someone on the mountainside shouted: "Third brother, come down quickly!" "Let's not go up to the snow-picking ginseng, there is a big one on the mountainside!"

The Red Hat Canke recognized that the voice was his two older brothers, he was greatly surprised, his mind was agitated, his feet slipped, and he screamed out.Just when his figure was falling sharply, someone lifted his shoulder suddenly, jumped a few times, and returned to the mountainside flat ground.

The guest calmed down, only to see a man in gray clothes standing beside him, with a handsome face, he was from the Central Plains.His two elder brothers hurriedly cupped their hands to the gray-clothed man beside him and thanked him: "Thank you benefactor for your rescue. We will never dare to go up this Yujing Peak again. Don't talk about people. Those who come to Yujing Peak will never return." , now our brothers have learned the lesson!"

Xie Yao was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "How do you know this is Yujing Peak?" He never told others about the name of this mountain, so it stands to reason that very few people know it.

Only one of the ginseng collectors replied: "You don't know, benefactor, this is the territory of Tianshan Shuangxia. They call this highest peak Yujing Peak, and we call it too."

Xie Yao nodded and said, "So that's the case."

The Red Hat participant was the youngest, he looked at Xie Yao a few times, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you escape here from the Kingdom of Jin?"

"I'm not from the Kingdom of Jin, but it's just that the Kingdom of Jin is good, so why run away?"

Little did he know that when he asked these words, the faces of the three ginseng collectors all changed.

Xie Yao observed his words, and knew something was wrong, so he asked, "But what happened?"

The oldest ginseng picker glanced at him, and said hesitantly: "Don't you know, Mr. Benedict? This year, Song and Meng joined forces to attack Caizhou, the Kingdom of Jin, and gained a lot of benefits. The old emperor of the Kingdom of Jin hanged himself to death, and many The Jin people had nowhere to go, so they came to Tubo."

Xie Yao said in shock: "What?" He changed his mind and shook his head again and again, "This is absolutely impossible. Mongolia only fought against Xixia last year, and its vitality has not recovered. How could it be so fast to go to the Kingdom of Jin?"

At this moment, the three of them were dumbfounded, and none of them said a word.

I just heard the red-capped ginseng picker say in surprise: "Are you joking? Xixia was destroyed by Mongolia seven years ago, how could it be last year? It's fine if I only remember wrongly, but we three brothers, don't we remember everything? Is it wrong?"

"Seven years..." Xie Yao couldn't help but froze all over. He thought of the hair he had grown "in a blink of an eye", the dusty house, the rotten bamboo sticks... No wonder, no wonder he always felt the vicissitudes of human affairs. It wasn't an illusion, he actually retreated in Yujing Cave for seven full years!

"Benefactor? Benefactor?"

Xie Yao came back to his senses when he heard the words. Although he couldn't believe it at once, he was relieved when he thought that his current martial arts could not be realized overnight.What's more, whether it's seven years or 70 years, it doesn't make any difference to him.

Figured this out, Xie Yao thanked the three ginseng collectors, turned around and left, everyone saw his clothes flapping, and he was drifting away for several feet without a trace on the snow.In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

The red hat attendant couldn't help but blurted out and asked: "Brother, didn't we encounter a ghost?"

Another person reached out and knocked him on the head, and said, "What the hell? Didn't you forget the story of a mountain god in Tianshan Mountain? I think Engong is that mountain god!"