Jiaolong carried Jiang Bin's soul to the nine heavens.
Overlooking the world, the night is quiet, the lights of every house have been extinguished, only the clear light outlines the outline of the imperial city, far away, like a scene carved on a walnut, tall halls and mansions, carved beams and painted buildings, have become treasures for viewing , covering the sky with one hand, and being trapped in this uncanny situation is nothing but a mayfly shaking a tree, and the same goal is achieved by different routes.
No wonder people who practice Taoism think that ordinary people can't see through it.
"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Jiang Bin looking at the world thoughtfully, Wu Jie suddenly smiled wryly, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.
Jiang Bin shook his head, waiting to take another look, but the world was already covered by clouds and mist.Chess-dotted stars are floating around, and it is clear that he is walking through, but they dance like bright fireflies, gathering into a galaxy of bright and bright, vast and boundless.This made Jiang Bin seem to be on the chessboard in a dream again in a trance. At that time, he only thought about how to hide the truth. , never let go...
Thinking of this, Jiang Bin blamed himself for being sentimental again.He also kept saying that he would live forever, Emperor Zhengde would rather hurt his soul and escape into the magic way to have reincarnation, but Wenqu would rather go against the law and burn everything, but also be with him day and night.He sympathized with Wen Qu, but who would sympathize with another relationship that ended without a problem?He is not greedy, he just wants to join hands with Emperor Zhengde for the rest of his life, but such a trivial longing is destroyed by Wenqu's willful behavior in an instant.
The heart is sad, but the eyes are suddenly bright.Jiang Bin raised his head, and saw the scene of two layers of ice and fire. On one side was the weak water three thousand miles away, and on the other side was the mountain of flames steaming from sea to sky. Falling into the cup, whose face floats above the rich and fragrant fragrance, the sound is heart-piercing...
"This is the place of origin, and it is also the tomb of the deceased."
Wu Jieruo said something authentically, breaking Jiang Bin's fleeting daze.But the dull pain is like a long-sounding evening bell, with a lingering lingering sound, continuous and endless.It turns out that even if you forget the past, you can't get rid of the unforgettable obsession.Purity of heart and few desires, but it has not met the doom of this life.A word of love can destroy a lifetime of cultivation, or be demoted to a mortal, or fall into a demonic way, or be trapped in a dream and never wake up.
"Wen Qu and I tasted drinking here. He was reticent and seemed to have a cold temper, but he never thought I was a snake demon ascending." Wu Jie, who revisited his old place, couldn't help feeling, "Who knows, a word of love, It made him lose his mind, and even used all means to take away my soul-locking rhinoceros that I had worked so hard to get, causing me to commit murder and never return to the heaven."
Jiang Bin didn't know how to answer, so he just listened silently.At this time, the Nantianmen was looming in the clouds and mist, and the heavenly soldiers guarding outside were all leopard-headed and ferocious, and anyone who tried to trespass into the fairy gate trembled and hesitated.
"They recognize me, so I'll wait for you here." After finishing speaking, Wu Jie conjured something out of thin air and fell into Jiang Bin's hands.
Jiang Bin looked down, and it turned out to be a very familiar piece of Yusi Nan Perry. Jiang Bin only felt that Emperor Zhengde's face was still condensed inside, and it was so hot that he almost wanted to throw it away.
"This is the token of Wu Qu's reincarnation. After entering the Tianmen, there will be someone who will lead the way." Wu Qu said so, and with a flick of his tail, he threw Jiang Bin to the Tianmen.
Jiang Bin felt his body whirl lightly in the air, and when he opened his eyes, the abyss of feeble water and the mountain of flames were behind him.In front of you is the Tianmen, whose top seems invisible. The relief totem on the gate looks like complicated patterns and ancient characters, very much like the spell that trapped Emperor Zhengde seen in Kangling before.Jiang Bin only felt a sense of oppression, as if a huge palm pressed his body and forced him to kneel down. Fortunately, Yusi Nanpei on his waist suddenly emitted a soft light, dispelling some discomfort.
Those heavenly soldiers holding long daggers who were guarding the gate had already seen Jiang Bin's soul, and there was no wave on their ferocious face. Their eyes all fell on the Yusi Nanpei on his waist, and they uttered an indisputable voice like a harp in unison: "The return of the martial arts star———"
In an instant, the brilliance poured out from the slowly opened Tianmen, covering Jiang Bin's tiny figure silently.A burst of faint fragrance swept away the heaviness just now, and replaced it with a sense of relief.Jiang Bin collected himself, and under the watchful eyes of the heavenly soldiers, he slowly stepped into the gate of heaven.
Behind the door, there were two ethereal immortals waiting for him. One of them waved a gold-plated folding fan and looked at Jiang Bin leisurely, while the other frowned slightly, showing no anger.
"I'm going down to Jiang Bin, and pay my respects to the two immortals." Jiang Bin said and wanted to bow down. Although he didn't know the identities of the two immortals in front of him, Wu Jie had told him that he was just a wandering soul at the moment, and he had to bow down when he saw the immortals. So as not to cause complications.
"Tsk tsk... this is unbearable, we are all equal." With a slight support of the fan, Jiang Bin was forced to stand up straight, "I just thought that we would never see each other again, but I didn't expect you Such ability, teach Yinghuo Xingjun to spend one soul and one soul to continue your life..."
Sentences were plain but mixed with sarcasm, pierced into the chest by the gilt fan one by one, chilling the heart.
"Okay, don't be bitter and bitter, follow me and Tanlang Xingjun to see your benefactor!" As you said, your gilt fan closed with a "snap", and the scene in front of you has changed.
The fairy air rippled along with the feet of the two immortals, and the palace surrounded by clouds and mists seemed to be floating in the sky.The palace gate opened without pushing, and greeted him respectfully.
Following Lord Lian Zhen Xing and Lord Tan Lang Xing walked into the front of the inner hall, they saw something densely written in the mud on both sides.At first glance, it looks like a spell, but when you get closer, you can see that it is the branded "plum" character that I don't know how to draw one by one...
His whole body trembled, as if he was firmly bound by something. The barbed rope was stretched into his flesh, blocking the immortal power and dissipating the hostility, but an obsession drove his heavy body to kneel down to the familiar place. Next to the stone table, holding on to the unbroken branches, I continued to write stroke by stroke in the mud.
"Hanchen...Hanchen..." Whoever was like the rope binding the immortals on his body repeatedly obstructed him, clenching the bleeding palm and calling out loudly.
Pushing him, shoving him, he still persists in entanglement.But I only want to bury my head in copying that person's handwriting, if I don't write or remember, I will forget his brows and eyes, his tenderness, but the more I try to keep him, the more distant he is.His face was finally blurred into criss-cross writing in the mud, the branches were broken, blood was dripping from the palm, and he looked back at the lingering ghost, but he couldn't even see him... He was completely discarded in the mud , but unable to bloom and bear fruit, I can only stare blankly at the wintersweet that I don’t know who planted, and smile, foolishly.
When we saw each other again, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, he dragged a dying boy by his blood-stained wide sleeves, like a charm: "I don't believe in destiny, and I don't believe in destiny."
The frail fox spirit was terrified and sucked into the still-breathing body, melted the Yuan Dan, and became an ignorant young man. He always haunted his handsome uncle and told fairy stories under the locust tree until he fell into a dream. .
Fairy...
Jiang Bin raised his head suddenly, and saw the two Xing Jun looking at him coldly, he suddenly came to his senses, and hurried forward.But the memory that hit his face like a nightmare just now overwhelmed his insistence on pretending to be calm.He is out of his mind, trembling with fear, like a frightened bird, trembling with every step, for fear of stepping on the ground and drowning in the memory called Wuqu, because of this, he regrets everything he has done in his life, and life is better than death.
Something is quietly waking up in the body, it is the ferocious 梼杌草餐, its dormancy is only because he has not smelled the fragrance of despair.
Unknowingly, the footsteps stopped, and someone flicked his sleeves behind the screen: "What are you doing here? Where did I come from?"
Looking up in a daze, it happened that the man in brocade clothes turned out from behind the screen, and the Yusinan tassels on his waist flicked away, brushing away the dust in his heart.
The four eyes met each other, but the turbulent waves of the farewell were not set off again, and the hasty glance did not even stir up ripples.His eyebrows and eyes are eight points similar to that of Emperor Zhengde, but his domineering and domineering posture is like a sword drawn out of its sheath, which is far away from Emperor Zhengde.But even so, Jiang Bin's mind was taken away by that look, and he stared blankly, thinking obsessively, but couldn't even utter a single word.
It is disrespectful to be so presumptuous.
"This lonely ghost is what you want me to meet?" The aloof Master Huode cast a cold glance at the two leading the way, "How did he get this Si Nanpei? I clearly gave Wenqu as a gift... "
He clearly put the returned Yusinan Pei in Wen Qu's hands before Wen Qu put on a mask and went down to earth, but why did he hang it on the waist of this weak wandering soul?
Puzzled in his heart, the fairy body had already arrived in front of Jiang Bin, and seeing Jiang Bin still staring at him blankly, he became annoyed for a while, why was he ever offended like this?Immediately tore off the eye-catching Yusi Nanpei and asked Jiang Bin sideways, "Let me ask you! How did you get this?"
Jiang Bin was stunned for a while, his body swayed a little, and in a trance, he let out a sneer, but it was not Yinghuo's, but his own.
He laughed at himself for being so determined and affectionate that he had to see him for the last time so he would be reincarnated without regrets;
It turned out that he really didn't remember anything, more completely than him, more cold and ruthless than him.
This is God's will, it is fate, and it is the cause and effect and calamity that cannot escape no matter how you turn your hands into clouds and rain.
The pain was overwhelming, and he felt as if he was being shrouded in a bell. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and the sound in his ears shook the trees, all beating his wishful thinking.The more unwilling he is, the more his body is eroded by the immortal energy. Without the blessing of Yusi Nanpei, his soul is just a wisp of smoke, a puff of fog, and it will disperse when the wind blows...
When I woke up again, I was lying on a couch made of ice silk. On the table next to the couch, a piece of paper sprinkled with gold powder was placed on an inkstone with eyebrow patterns, and a plum blossom was painted on it. The general holding a weapon, with phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, is full of vigor.
The paper fan unfolded on top of his head with a "wow", bringing a little bit of coolness: "Heh...you can't bear it like this? Do you know what kind of mood Wen Qu was in when you were foolish? He guards you day and night, but you only look at him coldly, or even fight with you... You said that he was scheming, rebellious, and hated him to the bone, but now you have tasted this feeling, but how can you not feel resentful?"
Jiang Bin lowered his eyes and saw that Yusi Nan Peifu was hanging on his waist again, he felt a little clear, but he would rather not have this clear.
"Before, Lord Yinghuo Xing was bewitched by that door boy, disturbed his destiny, and violated heaven and reason. This is an unforgivable crime. In order to protect him, the Heavenly Court intends to use your hands to remove his soul and make him forget his past. The old thing, the so-called innocence of those who don't know is such a fallacy... But who will complain for Wen Qu? He exhausted his cultivation just to seal the rest of your soul in the chessboard. How can I teach you the three souls and seven souls to be perfect? He lost his immortal body, so he is trapped in a dream, and you can't bear to see him disappear because of you? He doesn't want to wake up, I have no other way... If you can wake him up He, whether you are reincarnated or ranked in the immortal class, we are willing to help you."
Jiang Bin closed his eyes, and the coolness stopped abruptly.
"Wu Qu, you have already had your body and soul, but you still don't want to remember him. It can be seen that you have moved your true feelings for Yinghuo...but also, the most ruthless..."
Overlooking the world, the night is quiet, the lights of every house have been extinguished, only the clear light outlines the outline of the imperial city, far away, like a scene carved on a walnut, tall halls and mansions, carved beams and painted buildings, have become treasures for viewing , covering the sky with one hand, and being trapped in this uncanny situation is nothing but a mayfly shaking a tree, and the same goal is achieved by different routes.
No wonder people who practice Taoism think that ordinary people can't see through it.
"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Jiang Bin looking at the world thoughtfully, Wu Jie suddenly smiled wryly, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.
Jiang Bin shook his head, waiting to take another look, but the world was already covered by clouds and mist.Chess-dotted stars are floating around, and it is clear that he is walking through, but they dance like bright fireflies, gathering into a galaxy of bright and bright, vast and boundless.This made Jiang Bin seem to be on the chessboard in a dream again in a trance. At that time, he only thought about how to hide the truth. , never let go...
Thinking of this, Jiang Bin blamed himself for being sentimental again.He also kept saying that he would live forever, Emperor Zhengde would rather hurt his soul and escape into the magic way to have reincarnation, but Wenqu would rather go against the law and burn everything, but also be with him day and night.He sympathized with Wen Qu, but who would sympathize with another relationship that ended without a problem?He is not greedy, he just wants to join hands with Emperor Zhengde for the rest of his life, but such a trivial longing is destroyed by Wenqu's willful behavior in an instant.
The heart is sad, but the eyes are suddenly bright.Jiang Bin raised his head, and saw the scene of two layers of ice and fire. On one side was the weak water three thousand miles away, and on the other side was the mountain of flames steaming from sea to sky. Falling into the cup, whose face floats above the rich and fragrant fragrance, the sound is heart-piercing...
"This is the place of origin, and it is also the tomb of the deceased."
Wu Jieruo said something authentically, breaking Jiang Bin's fleeting daze.But the dull pain is like a long-sounding evening bell, with a lingering lingering sound, continuous and endless.It turns out that even if you forget the past, you can't get rid of the unforgettable obsession.Purity of heart and few desires, but it has not met the doom of this life.A word of love can destroy a lifetime of cultivation, or be demoted to a mortal, or fall into a demonic way, or be trapped in a dream and never wake up.
"Wen Qu and I tasted drinking here. He was reticent and seemed to have a cold temper, but he never thought I was a snake demon ascending." Wu Jie, who revisited his old place, couldn't help feeling, "Who knows, a word of love, It made him lose his mind, and even used all means to take away my soul-locking rhinoceros that I had worked so hard to get, causing me to commit murder and never return to the heaven."
Jiang Bin didn't know how to answer, so he just listened silently.At this time, the Nantianmen was looming in the clouds and mist, and the heavenly soldiers guarding outside were all leopard-headed and ferocious, and anyone who tried to trespass into the fairy gate trembled and hesitated.
"They recognize me, so I'll wait for you here." After finishing speaking, Wu Jie conjured something out of thin air and fell into Jiang Bin's hands.
Jiang Bin looked down, and it turned out to be a very familiar piece of Yusi Nan Perry. Jiang Bin only felt that Emperor Zhengde's face was still condensed inside, and it was so hot that he almost wanted to throw it away.
"This is the token of Wu Qu's reincarnation. After entering the Tianmen, there will be someone who will lead the way." Wu Qu said so, and with a flick of his tail, he threw Jiang Bin to the Tianmen.
Jiang Bin felt his body whirl lightly in the air, and when he opened his eyes, the abyss of feeble water and the mountain of flames were behind him.In front of you is the Tianmen, whose top seems invisible. The relief totem on the gate looks like complicated patterns and ancient characters, very much like the spell that trapped Emperor Zhengde seen in Kangling before.Jiang Bin only felt a sense of oppression, as if a huge palm pressed his body and forced him to kneel down. Fortunately, Yusi Nanpei on his waist suddenly emitted a soft light, dispelling some discomfort.
Those heavenly soldiers holding long daggers who were guarding the gate had already seen Jiang Bin's soul, and there was no wave on their ferocious face. Their eyes all fell on the Yusi Nanpei on his waist, and they uttered an indisputable voice like a harp in unison: "The return of the martial arts star———"
In an instant, the brilliance poured out from the slowly opened Tianmen, covering Jiang Bin's tiny figure silently.A burst of faint fragrance swept away the heaviness just now, and replaced it with a sense of relief.Jiang Bin collected himself, and under the watchful eyes of the heavenly soldiers, he slowly stepped into the gate of heaven.
Behind the door, there were two ethereal immortals waiting for him. One of them waved a gold-plated folding fan and looked at Jiang Bin leisurely, while the other frowned slightly, showing no anger.
"I'm going down to Jiang Bin, and pay my respects to the two immortals." Jiang Bin said and wanted to bow down. Although he didn't know the identities of the two immortals in front of him, Wu Jie had told him that he was just a wandering soul at the moment, and he had to bow down when he saw the immortals. So as not to cause complications.
"Tsk tsk... this is unbearable, we are all equal." With a slight support of the fan, Jiang Bin was forced to stand up straight, "I just thought that we would never see each other again, but I didn't expect you Such ability, teach Yinghuo Xingjun to spend one soul and one soul to continue your life..."
Sentences were plain but mixed with sarcasm, pierced into the chest by the gilt fan one by one, chilling the heart.
"Okay, don't be bitter and bitter, follow me and Tanlang Xingjun to see your benefactor!" As you said, your gilt fan closed with a "snap", and the scene in front of you has changed.
The fairy air rippled along with the feet of the two immortals, and the palace surrounded by clouds and mists seemed to be floating in the sky.The palace gate opened without pushing, and greeted him respectfully.
Following Lord Lian Zhen Xing and Lord Tan Lang Xing walked into the front of the inner hall, they saw something densely written in the mud on both sides.At first glance, it looks like a spell, but when you get closer, you can see that it is the branded "plum" character that I don't know how to draw one by one...
His whole body trembled, as if he was firmly bound by something. The barbed rope was stretched into his flesh, blocking the immortal power and dissipating the hostility, but an obsession drove his heavy body to kneel down to the familiar place. Next to the stone table, holding on to the unbroken branches, I continued to write stroke by stroke in the mud.
"Hanchen...Hanchen..." Whoever was like the rope binding the immortals on his body repeatedly obstructed him, clenching the bleeding palm and calling out loudly.
Pushing him, shoving him, he still persists in entanglement.But I only want to bury my head in copying that person's handwriting, if I don't write or remember, I will forget his brows and eyes, his tenderness, but the more I try to keep him, the more distant he is.His face was finally blurred into criss-cross writing in the mud, the branches were broken, blood was dripping from the palm, and he looked back at the lingering ghost, but he couldn't even see him... He was completely discarded in the mud , but unable to bloom and bear fruit, I can only stare blankly at the wintersweet that I don’t know who planted, and smile, foolishly.
When we saw each other again, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, he dragged a dying boy by his blood-stained wide sleeves, like a charm: "I don't believe in destiny, and I don't believe in destiny."
The frail fox spirit was terrified and sucked into the still-breathing body, melted the Yuan Dan, and became an ignorant young man. He always haunted his handsome uncle and told fairy stories under the locust tree until he fell into a dream. .
Fairy...
Jiang Bin raised his head suddenly, and saw the two Xing Jun looking at him coldly, he suddenly came to his senses, and hurried forward.But the memory that hit his face like a nightmare just now overwhelmed his insistence on pretending to be calm.He is out of his mind, trembling with fear, like a frightened bird, trembling with every step, for fear of stepping on the ground and drowning in the memory called Wuqu, because of this, he regrets everything he has done in his life, and life is better than death.
Something is quietly waking up in the body, it is the ferocious 梼杌草餐, its dormancy is only because he has not smelled the fragrance of despair.
Unknowingly, the footsteps stopped, and someone flicked his sleeves behind the screen: "What are you doing here? Where did I come from?"
Looking up in a daze, it happened that the man in brocade clothes turned out from behind the screen, and the Yusinan tassels on his waist flicked away, brushing away the dust in his heart.
The four eyes met each other, but the turbulent waves of the farewell were not set off again, and the hasty glance did not even stir up ripples.His eyebrows and eyes are eight points similar to that of Emperor Zhengde, but his domineering and domineering posture is like a sword drawn out of its sheath, which is far away from Emperor Zhengde.But even so, Jiang Bin's mind was taken away by that look, and he stared blankly, thinking obsessively, but couldn't even utter a single word.
It is disrespectful to be so presumptuous.
"This lonely ghost is what you want me to meet?" The aloof Master Huode cast a cold glance at the two leading the way, "How did he get this Si Nanpei? I clearly gave Wenqu as a gift... "
He clearly put the returned Yusinan Pei in Wen Qu's hands before Wen Qu put on a mask and went down to earth, but why did he hang it on the waist of this weak wandering soul?
Puzzled in his heart, the fairy body had already arrived in front of Jiang Bin, and seeing Jiang Bin still staring at him blankly, he became annoyed for a while, why was he ever offended like this?Immediately tore off the eye-catching Yusi Nanpei and asked Jiang Bin sideways, "Let me ask you! How did you get this?"
Jiang Bin was stunned for a while, his body swayed a little, and in a trance, he let out a sneer, but it was not Yinghuo's, but his own.
He laughed at himself for being so determined and affectionate that he had to see him for the last time so he would be reincarnated without regrets;
It turned out that he really didn't remember anything, more completely than him, more cold and ruthless than him.
This is God's will, it is fate, and it is the cause and effect and calamity that cannot escape no matter how you turn your hands into clouds and rain.
The pain was overwhelming, and he felt as if he was being shrouded in a bell. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and the sound in his ears shook the trees, all beating his wishful thinking.The more unwilling he is, the more his body is eroded by the immortal energy. Without the blessing of Yusi Nanpei, his soul is just a wisp of smoke, a puff of fog, and it will disperse when the wind blows...
When I woke up again, I was lying on a couch made of ice silk. On the table next to the couch, a piece of paper sprinkled with gold powder was placed on an inkstone with eyebrow patterns, and a plum blossom was painted on it. The general holding a weapon, with phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, is full of vigor.
The paper fan unfolded on top of his head with a "wow", bringing a little bit of coolness: "Heh...you can't bear it like this? Do you know what kind of mood Wen Qu was in when you were foolish? He guards you day and night, but you only look at him coldly, or even fight with you... You said that he was scheming, rebellious, and hated him to the bone, but now you have tasted this feeling, but how can you not feel resentful?"
Jiang Bin lowered his eyes and saw that Yusi Nan Peifu was hanging on his waist again, he felt a little clear, but he would rather not have this clear.
"Before, Lord Yinghuo Xing was bewitched by that door boy, disturbed his destiny, and violated heaven and reason. This is an unforgivable crime. In order to protect him, the Heavenly Court intends to use your hands to remove his soul and make him forget his past. The old thing, the so-called innocence of those who don't know is such a fallacy... But who will complain for Wen Qu? He exhausted his cultivation just to seal the rest of your soul in the chessboard. How can I teach you the three souls and seven souls to be perfect? He lost his immortal body, so he is trapped in a dream, and you can't bear to see him disappear because of you? He doesn't want to wake up, I have no other way... If you can wake him up He, whether you are reincarnated or ranked in the immortal class, we are willing to help you."
Jiang Bin closed his eyes, and the coolness stopped abruptly.
"Wu Qu, you have already had your body and soul, but you still don't want to remember him. It can be seen that you have moved your true feelings for Yinghuo...but also, the most ruthless..."
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