Lian Jue

Dongli Yutian met Yanwei.This man is very different from the memory.Back then, Jianqing in white was as lonely and indifferent as the snow on Kunlun Mountain that never melted all year round, and his swordsmanship was superb.It's just that Yan Jingling, who is the adoptive son, will show a caring smile.Although Dongli Yutian's hands were covered with the blood of his brothers and sisters at that time, he also wished for such a father for a moment.

Goodbye now, that man has no black hair and twelve ring scars on his head.It is said that very devout monks can only burn one ring scar each year. These twelve are the ancient Buddha with blue lamps for at least 12 years, and 12 years of cold rain and cold months.

"Uncle Yan, it's been a long time."

A faint smile appeared on Yan Wei's face.This kind of smile is no different from the smiling Bodhisattva in the temple.He clasped his hands together and said Amitabha Buddha.

"Benefactor Yutian, the common name of the poor monk is no longer used."

"No, Uncle Yan, if you really let go, you won't agree to see me."

"Everything is empty." "The cloud may not be empty." Dongli Yutian continued, "If you really let go, Yan Jingling will not be able to find you, and even if he finds you, he may not be able to let you see me. Besides, my father I have been looking for you for more than ten years, seeing him and letting go of many years of old dreams, isn’t it more pious? The Buddhist school saves all sentient beings, and now Uncle Yan does not save him when he sees danger. Even if he recites many Buddhist scriptures, he still looks like a bodhisattva with an evil spirit and a heart.”

Liao Chen sighed, and his compassionate smile faded away. "You have been smart and wise since you were a child, but ordinary people always think too much of themselves, but they don't know that the more they want it, the more they lose it."

"So, what did Uncle Yan gain and what did he lose?"

"I got a short-lived love, but lost my initial persistence as a human being. If I really devote myself to the Buddha, even if I don't leave home, I still have a Bodhisattva in my heart. But more than ten years have passed, but I have fallen into a maze. When I see you, you are not What will I do to help you. If I hurt others because of this, it is not my wish."

"I won't ask Uncle Yan to deal with my father, but please go see my father. As for what I want to do, it has nothing to do with Uncle Yan."

Ever since Lianjue left the palace, Dongli Yutian felt that the entire huge palace was dead silent and cold.In the Chonghua Palace, the bronze lampposts looked so cold, and their shadows were still shaking.Except for the howling of a madman in the middle of the night, there are only those cats who walk without making noises.

"You said, he likes to come here to feed these cats?" Dongli Yutian asked.

Eunuch Liao, who was standing aside, replied: "Yes. Your Majesty said that these cats are very similar to himself."

"It doesn't look like that at all. He is going to leave me now, and these cats," Dongli Yutian grabbed a cat, "how easy to catch."

Eunuch Liao suddenly knelt down with a plop. He was already old, and the old age showed decay on him.While weeping, he said, "Your Highness, stop torturing each other. Your Majesty's illness is numbered. Please find him quickly. Your Majesty is so pitiful."

Eunuch Liao said in a trembling voice: "It was the same with the late emperor and concubine Su. They always misunderstood each other and were so stubborn. So in the end, concubine Su had a difficult labor and died without seeing the emperor. And your majesty, and Concubine Su's temperament is too similar."

"Dong Lisu? Do you think Jue looks like Dong Lisu?"

Eunuch Liao hurriedly said: "It's just that the temperament is a bit similar. The slave should die, he shouldn't talk about this, probably because of his old age, he always thinks about the past, Your Highness forgives the sin."

After Dongli Yutian left, Eunuch Liao breathed a sigh of relief.He almost told this secret. Back then, he promised Concubine Su that she would keep her mouth shut for the rest of her life.But the old slave may have to break his promise, His Majesty should know

Baiyujing in the sky, five cities and twelve floors.Yanwei liked this poem, so this important intelligence agency was called the Twelfth Floor, and later it became a place to look for Yanwei.Dong Liye got the news from the twelfth floor that Yan Wei appeared in Liangdu, if he didn't want to be found, he would never be seen, so we will see him soon.

It has been more than ten years, is it more than ten years?It seems that yesterday was the parting. I still remember the things we met, the places we walked, and how they have been separated by more than ten years in a blink of an eye.I still remember the morning when I first met Yanwei, how many years ago it was.One deep winter, the hundred-year-old ginkgo had lost all its leaves, and the roots of the ice ridges were down, so he rode past.A fine piece of ice fell from the tree, and he gently reached out to catch it.Until the ice turned into water, Yanwei smiled lightly, using his internal force to evaporate the water in his palm.

At that time, Dong Liye had a ridiculous idea, that person's palm must be very warm.

"At night in Xiadongli, if you see the young master walking alone, why don't you go with him?"

"Need not."

After pestering Yanwei like this for a long time, the man told him his name.

Seeing him again.Yes, for more than ten years, Dongli, who never liked to look in the mirror, asked for a huge mirror every night.The people who waited on him thought it was incredible.

"Am I old?" Dong Liye asked.

The maidservant standing next to her was newly replaced, and she thought in her heart that yesterday, the head steward warned me not to talk nonsense in front of the Patriarch.How should this be answered?

"The Patriarch is not old at all." The maid did not dare to say too much, the Patriarch was usually decisive in killing and attacking, but today he was acting abnormally.

Dong Liye's face has changed, he is really much older than the self in memory, especially after Yanwei left.I am not willing to die like that, and I am not willing to live like that, especially because I don't know where the person who has been worried about for half my life is, and I haven't realized the wish I made back then.

At this time, someone reported and submitted a post.Write the time and place.

It's Yanwei's character, no matter how long it has been, he knows it all. "When people set the Hai, the century-old ginkgo."

Ever since he knew he was going to meet Yanwei, Dong Liye was always restless.So apprehensive, until ready to go out.It will take an hour to go from Dongli's home.He's getting ready sooner.

Just as dusk approached, the twilight began to close.However, riots broke out in Dongli's main family, and internal strife broke out in the various branches of the [-]th floor, and some of the principals were even killed on the spot.The twelfth floor is famous for its quick intelligence, and these things quickly spread to Dong Liye, but he didn't even have the heart to think about what happened.Until Xushi, the headquarters on the twelfth floor was attacked. The three people in charge, except Xin Ge, went out without incident, Yan Zi was captured, and Bian Fu was injured.Dong Liye was furious.At this time, Dongli Yutian will concentrate the forces in his hands to control Dongliye's forces one by one.In addition to the twelfth floor, Dongli's family has a alchemy room, which is extremely secretive.The elixir here is the top secret to control those people.

Dongli Yutian finally met his father.Dong Liye was still sitting in the lofty position of Patriarch, and he was not surprised to see Dongli Yutian.

"Yu Tian, ​​my son. Do you want to step on your father's corpse to ascend to the position of Patriarch?"

"Father let me survive, I will not harm my father's life. But those who follow my father to the death, of course, will not stay."

"Your martial arts all come from being a father, do you think you can defeat me?"

"I don't need to defeat my father, or even make a move. Father, it's halfway through the time of Xu, if my lord father doesn't leave early, I may never see Uncle Yan in my life."

"He will help you?"

"Uncle Yan, he doesn't know anything, he was just used by me. But father, do you really think it's not worth it to exchange your power for Uncle Yan?"

"You! Trying to force me to choose between the two."

"Father, people can't be too greedy. You taught me to understand regret, and I already understand. Do you want to lose Uncle Yan again?" "How can you be sure that all this has not been settled before I leave? "

Dongli Yutian pulled out the sword in his hand. "This sword was given to me by my father when I was an adult. Like the Moon Moon Sword back then, it came from Beihong, a famous swordsmith. Then let my father test Yutian's martial arts."

The fight between the two was only for a moment.Sweeping out of the lobby, the two flew onto the eaves.Tonight, the moon rises very early, as if it was waiting there during the day, only waiting for the night to show its strength.

In the middle of the ginkgo tree with dense branches and leaves, Yanwei saw crows flying over the moon through the gaps in the branches.The moon is bright, and the whole earth is bright.

Dongli Ye's internal strength is profound, far surpassing that of Dongli Yutian. Although the moves may be the same, the effect is completely different.Dongli Yutian's heart surged with blood, but he forcibly suppressed it.Moment after moment.Dong Liye's moves became more and more fierce, but this could not conceal his bewilderment and panic.Even though he would win, he couldn't get there in an hour.

Dongli Yutian also understood that it was impossible for him to defeat Dongliye.However, this is a psychological contest.As long as he can hold his father, he is the final winner.

Just as Xu Shi was drawing to a close, Dong Liye slapped Yu Tian's chest with his palm, and Dong Li Ye's sword also stabbed Dong Li Ye's shoulder.

The moonlight was still so bright, making the blood droplets on the ground even more dazzling.The two were silent for a moment, seeing the result in each other's eyes.

"You lost, father."

"Don't think that a temporary victory will last long."

"My son will remember it. Father's horse Zhuiyue is at the gate."

Dong Liye hurried out the door, got on his horse, and disappeared into the moonlight.Dada's horseshoe awakened a crowd of crows.Dongli Yutian finally couldn't hold it anymore, blood spurted from his mouth, and Dongliye's blood dripped on the ground.Father, I hope that Uncle Yan will still be there when you go.Dongli Yutian worked a little bit to force out the congestion in his chest, but his heart was damaged, and the recuperation was not a short-term effort.

In Dongli night, the horse galloped, and the whip lashed.When was Chasing the Moon spurred like this, so he ran extraordinarily crazily.A section of the road was paved with gravel, and the horseshoe was scratched by the hard stone, and Dong Liye almost fell down.The wound on his shoulder was deep, and because there was no bandage, the blood ran down his dark purple robe, gradually wetting his entire chest, and his face became extremely pale.

He couldn't afford to take those things into consideration, he only knew that if he didn't hurry up, the person he wanted to see for more than ten years would disappear again.

Haishi is almost over.Yanwei stood there, motionless, the evening breeze and the moonlight should be appreciated the most.Perhaps, that person would not come at all.It's time for my ten years of confusion to disappear.

When Dongliye reined in his horse, Zhuiyue immediately knelt down.Dongliye looked around, except for the moonlight, it was still the moonlight.

Is it still a step late?

He sat down with his back against the tree, smiled wryly, and finally laughed out loud, very embarrassed.

And Yan Wei who walked not far away heard laughter.

Finally, he stopped.