[Comprehensive martial arts] The Central Plains is too scary

After the rain, the sky is slightly cloudy.

During the rainy season, the city of Chang'an is always filled with lingering water vapor, and the smoky blue clouds cover the sunlight, making it hard to tell when it is at first glance.

The yard is still damp, and on rainy days like this, there are not many believers who come to worship, only the noise of insects, and the sound of birdsong.

The white-haired young man was dressed in blue, and stood indifferently in the hall of the Daguangming Temple, beside Shen Jiangxia, the Dharma protector.

Every summer is the time for new Mingjiao disciples to join the teaching and apprenticeship. Naturally, this apprenticeship does not directly become a disciple of the Mingjiao, but belongs to the banners of the Mingjiao.

Liaoguang stood opposite Lu Tage, also with a cold face, but when he turned to his friend, he blinked calmly.

Lu Tage sighed, his eyes silently flew towards Lin Cuishan standing at the bottom of the steps.

The piercing young man is like a light on his back.

Lu Tage has succeeded the envoy of the Hongshui Banner three years ago, and by the way, took over the title and position of the Bing Po Han King.

Other banners have long implemented the system of separating the Dharma king from the banner envoy. Only Ding Jun, since Lu Tage was young, has protected his apprentices from the disaster of competing for the position in the future, and has always combined the two positions and held them firmly.This time, passing it to Lu Tage in one breath is equivalent to giving Lu Tage two responsibilities at the same time.

It has made the youth change from being tired of being around Ding Jun every day to seeing no one when he goes out early and returns late at noon.

Ding Jun had expected this, but he was also very calm. The relaxed man who was relieved of his duties took the Mingjiao martial arts cheats every day, practiced them, pondered them, and then dealt with the difficulties, obscurities, or redundant and inappropriate parts. Make some changes.

At night, go to bed earlier, wait for a slightly warm body to lean over while half asleep, and leave early without making a sound while half asleep.

He occasionally goes to see Lu Tage, but he doesn't bother.

He didn't bother, but Lu Tage couldn't help it. Even if he was busy walking around, the young man would still squeeze out a moment and a half to go back all the way, and stay by Ding Jun's side for a while before leaving.

His state is exactly the same as that group of ordinary disciples who rely on smoking cats to replenish their motivation because of too difficult and too tired homework.

Ding Jun's body also deteriorated day by day in the past three years.

At the beginning, I was able to practice martial arts from morning to night, but in the second year, I had to take a nap at noon, and in the third year, even though I had already slept at noon, I still often wheezed when I was active in the afternoon, and had a light cough at night.

In the first year when Lu Tage figured out the affairs of the Hongshui Banner, he wanted to hand over the post of envoy to Lin Cuishan, which frightened Lin Cuishan, who had no experience at all. In the second year, he managed to learn a little bit and took over the position, but he still couldn't say he could handle it well. , so Lu Tage can only be delayed for another year.

Lin Cuishan was very wronged, and often hated himself for not having a high level of comprehension, for not being able to take the responsibility of Hongshuiqi on him faster——

Because everyone knows that Ding Jun's time is running out.

How domineering is the Ice Cicada Gu, and it has already infiltrated the heart and veins for nearly 20 years. Even if Elder Wudu Aili handed over the antidote, he would be powerless. No Mingjiao disciple is allowed to ask for an antidote for him.

To say they are Mingjiao disciples mainly refers to the disobedient Lu Tage and Lin Cuishan.With Ding Jun's pride, if he was to take what his disciple had obtained by breaking his back and bowing his head to plead with his former enemies, it would be better to just die.

But even so, Lu Tage still wanted to seek the antidote, and even invited the Wanhua disciple whom he met back then to see while Ding Jun was asleep.Disciple Wanhua knew that Ding Jun was Lu Tage's master, so he didn't dare to say it too ruthlessly, he just said euphemistically, what kind of wish does Master Han have.

In fact, there is no euphemism.

Lu Tage thought about it for a long time, but he didn't expect Ding Jun to have any other wishes in the past 20 years besides avenging Da Guangming Temple. But now Mingjiao has become the state religion and has entered the Central Plains, with tens of millions of followers.On the other hand, Tiance, who hunted down the Mingjiao, was almost completely wiped out in the rebellion started by Shi Siming in Anlu Mountain. Although the remaining people rebuilt the Tiance Mansion, it would take at least ten years for them to return to their former appearance.

Simply put, revenge can be regarded as revenge.

Later, Luuguang said, King Han has been busy working for the Mingjiao all his life, if you have time, you might as well walk around like King Han and have a look.

Before the apprenticeship ceremony this time, Lu Tage had already applied to Lu Weilou to leave the sect together with Ding Jun, and it was also approved. Before leaving, the leader looked at the young man for a long time, and gave Lu Tage a small box of gold and silver.

This is for them to have fun and not have so many worries.

Lu Tage thanked the leader, brought gold and silver, set up a carriage, and drove Ding Jun from Chang'an City, all the way east.

Ding Jun had fallen asleep since he set off early in the morning. The road was bumpy. Lu Tage was afraid that Master would not sleep well, so he had already put cushions in the carriage and laid several layers of quilts. This directly caused Ding Jun to open his eyes. As a result of noon, the man opened the curtain of the car, and what he saw was a sea of ​​flowers.

The carriage was walking slowly on the small road by the Huahai Sea. In front of the carriage, there were several Shumo disciples chatting with Lu Tage in a low voice. The sound of Ding Jun pulling the curtain made the young man turn his head quickly, and walked forward very naturally. , Arranging the man's long hair that was a little messy when he slept.

Disciple Wanhua beside him was stuffed with dog food and rolled his eyes silently, but he still had to go forward and bow, saying, "I have seen King Han."

Although Lu Tage is already King Han, he doesn't like others to call him that, especially in front of Ding Jun.Over the past few years, the youth's loyalty and deep admiration for Ding Jun has become well-known in the world, and even because of this, there has been a wave of upsurge in bringing young disciples under the family and slowly raising them. I know, but what the whole world knows is that in Lu Tage, respecting Ding Jun must be more important than respecting the current King of Dharma.

Ding Jun nodded casually, and looked up at the sea of ​​flowers.

Thousands of rare flowers and plants converge into a sea here, showing a faint purple in the sun, and the petals swaying in the wind are delicate and delicate, and can be crushed to pieces with a little force.There are Wanhua deer roaming leisurely in the sea of ​​flowers, and they are not too afraid to see a car approaching. There are even one or two of them who are probably familiar with Wanhua's disciples and rub their heads on each other's shoulders to eat.

A group of butterflies were so startled by the deer that they flew up, their bright yellow wings almost transparent in the sunlight.

Ding Jun has never been to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, nor has he seen this kind of scenery, but in all fairness, it doesn't arouse his interest.

Mingjiao Ding Jun was not a person who indulged in pleasure from the beginning to the end. The so-called beautiful scenery did not resonate much with him.

He came out this time mainly to accompany Lu Tage.

As a teacher, he knew that he didn't have much time left. Seeing that Lu Tage was busy every day, he also worried that if one day he couldn't sleep, the young man would be too sad and blame himself.Now Lu Tage took the lead in proposing, and the leader acquiesced, seeing that the teaching has gradually stabilized, the previous Ice Soul Han King allowed himself to relax a little for the first time.

The man turned his head and caught a glimpse of Lu Tage, who grew up in the desert since he was a child, and has only been in the Central Plains a few times in a hurry.

This is his peerless beauty, Ding Jun thought plainly.

If you have been to the sea of ​​flowers, you will be able to hide the sword.

Now that the two factions have re-established friendship, upon hearing that the old and new Ice Soul Kings are visiting, Ye Ying, the owner of the hidden sword master, also left the sword furnace to show his friendship as a landlord.

If it were a different Dharma King, Ye Ying would not come out in person, but the idea of ​​sending the ore came from Lu Tage, and the young man took the Dharma King's seat in his early years with a weak crown, and he has a close personal relationship with His Majesty today. Lord, you should come and see it both emotionally and logically.

Before he went, the disciples in the village reported that Mr. Lu and King Han were admiring ginkgo trees in front of Tianze Tower. When Ye Ying arrived, they could only hear the two of them sitting on a bench under the tree. Already asleep.Now King Han's sound transmission is in his ears, Master Yan is quite tired due to the bumpy journey, I hope the owner of the village will forgive me.

Ye Ying shook her head, standing in front of Tianze Tower, feeling the breath in the wind.

The fragrance of leaves, the singing of birds, the fresh air of the lake not far away, together with a touch of very light and deep tenderness, are hidden in the heartbeat of the young man on the stone bench.

Ding Jun only slept for a short time this time, rather than sleeping, he just took a nap.When the man opened his eyes, his brows were frowned by the scorching sun at noon, and a shadow immediately cast in front of his eyes. Lu Tage stretched out his hand to cover the man. After Ding Jun got used to it, he withdrew his hand, and turned his gaze to the standing man. Ye Ying in front of Tianze Tower.

"I have just arrived." Before Lu Tage could apologize again, Ye Ying took the lead in explaining, with a little smile in her voice, "Although the ancient tree is big, it is not as magnificent as the flying sand in the desert. It makes King Han feel bored. I am here to entertain you." It’s not a coincidence. I’ve heard that people from the Western Regions love umami, and you might have a taste of the West Lake Vinegar Fish at Cangjian Villa.”

In a few words, with the mutual care of the two people, the goodwill between Lu Tage and Ding Jun reached a new height.

After the two left on the second day, Ye Meng asked Ye Ying about Lu Han's temperament, the master of Tibetan Sword was silent for a moment, but sighed softly.

Ding Jun's body suddenly deteriorated when the year was approaching.

In the second half of the year, they traveled to many places, saw the Baizhang Pine, tasted wine outside the Great Wall, enjoyed the moon in Guanshan, and participated in Ding Jun's Qushui Liushang, which Lu Tage only drank.

After Ding Jun coughed out the first mouthful of dark blood, Lu Tage didn't express much, the young man was still calm and unhurried, he just turned the horse's head and started to walk back.

The man's consciousness was rather drowsy, but when he was awake, he no longer sat in the car thinking about the Mingjiao exercises that he had read for more than 20 years, but went out as much as possible and sat next to Lu Tage, watching the scenery on the road with the young man.

The two of them didn't talk much, and they were usually quiet for several hours after walking like this, except for the jingling of gold ornaments on Lu Tage's body which was brought up by the occasional jolt of the carriage.

Ding Jun raised his eyes and stared at the blue sash on the young man's body for a while, then suddenly sighed softly after a long time.

After all, it was he—

"Tage's life was given by the master." The young man interrupted what Ding Jun was about to say, and while driving the car, he said, "Enroll in a religion, worship a teacher, fight at Da Guangming Temple, cross the desert for more than ten years, hold the flood flag, and be named Dharma King , famous all over the world. These are all given by Master.”

His master has always been ruthless and is feared by everyone in the sect. In order to select disciples who are truly talented and courageous for the Ming sect, he only taught some basic martial arts and then threw those newcomers into the sea of ​​death Ice Soul Cold King.At the same time, he is also a gentle teacher who has more than ten scars on his arms (Note 1), and in a low voice tells everyone to practice martial arts hard, and takes the trouble to solve their doubts.

The young man clenched his hands into fists, but also taut his face, he lowered his head to peck Ding Jun's lips, and his voice was full of unresolved affection, "Being with Master, one day's happiness is enough to overcome After one year, one year is enough to reminisce for a lifetime"

Ding Jun was silent for a moment, and rarely, very lightly, let out a laugh.

"Tage," he said, "bury me under the Sansheng tree."

After Ding Jun's death, Lu Tage returned to the main altar of Mingjiao, and buried his master and his lover under the three-living tree with his own hands.

Lin Cuishan was in Da Guangming Temple in Chang'an to deal with affairs under Hongshui Banner, so he couldn't come. Liao Guang came instead of Yedi, and also brought Feng Guhong, a disciple who Lu Tage hadn't been in charge of much.

The child at that time had grown to be a teenager, and he carried on his back the scimitar that Lu Tage held for him with a hidden sword during the crusade against Anlu Mountain. He raised his head and looked at his master who was sitting on the Sansheng tree, whose figure was familiar but unfamiliar.

That day, Lu Tage was wearing a snow-white robe, jumping down from the lavender flower tree, and the long sleeves were like the wings of a bird.The young man jumped down from the tree, took out the pair of icy cold scimitars given to him by Ding Jun from his back, and condensed a huge phantom image of Mingzun under the tree with a song of pilgrimage.

After that day, Feng Guhong never saw Lu Tage wearing a white robe again, nor did he see the young man dancing a pilgrimage.

He only remembered that there was no joy, anger, sorrow or joy on the master's face that day, he just calmly withdrew the knife, looked up at him and Uncle Luuguang, and said, let's go.

But the child felt inexplicably that there was something missing in Lu Tage's eyes, and something more.

In 781 AD, Lu Weilou resigned from the position of leader due to his advanced age, and handed over the seat to Lu Tage who had just reached his forties.

Lu Tage grew up in the Ming Cult, and has outstanding talents. From the handsome Shen Jiangxia, down to the disciples of all banners, they all maintain good relationships with men. This time he succeeded to the throne, the whole sect is not unconvinced By.The saint walked down from the hall, she was more graceful than she was in the past, she looked at Lu Tage softly with her eyes, raised her hand, and blessed the man.

The Mingjiao was noisy and lively that day, and the disciples were laughing loudly and playing around after a series of procedures such as the visit.Beside the bonfire, there were still young disciples dancing to each other, stepping on the golden bells on their feet to the moving music, and they were still dancing the grand and grand pilgrimage words that had been going on for ten years.

Lu Tage stood on the bright top of the main altar and looked down, when there was a slight wind sound behind him.

Luuguang, who had long been mentioned as the king of Dharma, appeared behind him, took off his hood, and took two steps forward. Together with Lu Tage, he watched the cheering voices of the disciples behind the Holy Sepulcher Mountain, and his brows and eyes softened rarely.

"Is everything done? Where's Cuishan?" Lu Tage asked sideways.

"Well, Chang'an should have received a summons for your successor leader." Luuguang nodded, paused for a moment, and continued, "As for Cuishan, he said he wanted to go to Sanshengshu to talk to Master Ding Jun before meeting King Han." The position, probably will come back later.”

Lu Tage nodded, and his eyes slowly moved up from the Holy Sepulcher Mountain, looking in the direction of the three-living tree deep in the desert.

The giant eagle screamed, resounding through the night sky, playing another sound of prosperity.

In 796 AD, Lu Tage, the second leader of Mingjiao, died. According to the leader's last wish, his junior Lin Cuishan and his disciple Feng Guhong carried the coffin back to the main altar and buried it under the Sansheng tree.

During the 15 years of Lu Tage's reign, he strengthened his missionary efforts, integrated the forces in the Western Regions, and reopened the Silk Road. Under his leadership, the Mingjiao and the various factions in the Central Plains were friendly and well-knit, and finally gained a firm foothold in the Central Plains.Ding Jun painstakingly modified the martial arts books during his lifetime, which greatly improved the attack power of his disciples' martial arts, and Mingjiao became popular for a while.

And this short-lived relationship between the two was recorded in Mingjiao historical records, and while it was passed down, it was also regarded as a romantic anecdote, lingering in rivers and lakes, restaurants, teahouses, and storytellers' pens.

"Under the three-life tree, can you really promise three lives?"

"It's not just three lives, it's promised for life after life, and there are the testimonies of Tage leader and Ding Han king."