The world does not want to be represented

Play a few tunes, and the moon will follow the fire.

The Chutian Que formation is manipulated by tunes, the flint melts the bridge, and the moonlight splashes and burns the ground.

Wen You also came with Quan Qi when he was young.One to break the formation, and the other to block the flint arrow.They already had a rift at the time, but when they joined forces, they knew each other when they were young, and they couldn't help but have a tacit understanding.

At dawn that day, they walked all the way to the end of Chu Tianque.

The "end of the earth" that people in the world call "the ends of the earth" was nothing more than that at the time.There are no spirit dragons, and no shocking weapons.

Only Quan Qi, dressed in black and with black hair, walked into the sky, with blurred boundaries all over his body and a dazzling sword in his hand.

While Wen You was watching all kinds of things at the end of Chu Tianque, the trees and the wind, Quan Qi suddenly turned his head, his eyebrows clear.Before Wen You could open his mouth, Chu Tianque's strange sky dimmed and turned into a thick night.

Now in the still dim Chutian Tower, Wen You forcibly breaks through the barrier, but what keeps reappearing in his mind is the scene at that time.

Suddenly, the organ piano outside the formation was passive, and after a burst of noise, the formation behind slowly broke open. Wen You was startled, and turned around quickly, and saw a person walking in from behind, and the dust was falling. He looked up in the dim light.

"..."

It was the boy who opened the city gate.

Obviously, the other party opened the gate of Fengmeng City and ordered Quan Qi to die. Now that he knows Chu Tianque's agency, he came prepared.I just don't know who is behind it.

Thinking of this, Wen You's killing intent that had subsided rose again.

As soon as Quan Qi heard that Wen You had opened Chu Tian Que, he took the opportunity to come in.

In the past, he left Cangqing and left his mount here.Now, in order to wait for the opportunity to go down the mountain, I still think about getting it back.

Unexpectedly, I happened to meet Wen You on a narrow road.

Fortunately, Wen You didn't seem to care, but said indifferently: "Since you know how, follow me to break the formation."

Quan Qi nodded.

The two entered the first illusion.

The last time I came here, Quan Qi first saw a stone tablet of "No. [-] in the world" in the illusion, and then there was a vast expanse of nothingness. This pass went smoothly.

This time, as soon as he came in, he heard a burst of laughter, and the voice was hot. He looked up and saw red window paper and jasper lanterns decorated with rectangular squares.On the glass in the corridor, Quan Qi saw that his ears were pale, his eyes were dark, and his facial features were changed.

"Junior Brother," a man in blue came over and urged earnestly, "You have just passed the fever and the snow has not been swept, so you should not go far."

Quan Qi turned his head and saw a plaque in front of him that said "Qing Zheng Qian Kun", and below it was the inscription of the imperial city in dark gold.

His illusion this time is Qingquan Mountain.

Cangqing and Qingquan are two separate schools of swordsmanship. Qingquan is the head of countless sects of the righteous way, and countless people want to worship but cannot.It not only has the swordsmanship of Frost and Cold Kyushu, but also has inextricable entanglements with the imperial city.

It is said that Zhuming, the chief disciple of Qingquan today, was sent to Qingquan Mountain by Jiuchongtian of Jinling, the imperial city.The old abbot of Hanshan Temple once asserted that this son was born with the root of wisdom, and he would surely achieve the supreme immortality.

At that time, Quan Qi faded away from what Cang Qing had learned, and changed his mind to enter Qingquan to practice Qingquan swordsmanship. He made rapid progress in understanding by analogy, and was soon noticed by the elder Taishang, who ordered him to practice with Zhuming.

This may be the one thing the Supreme Elder regrets the most.

Quan Qi walked into the house, and watched the hazy figures coming and going outside through the bright paper on the window.

What time is it now?

It snowed.

Not long after he came to Qingquan, it snowed.It was the winter solstice when I left.

Zhuming practiced in the hidden bamboo forest, and the only person he has met in the past 16 years is Quan Qi.This is to make him firm in his Dao heart and not be hindered by the world of mortals.

"Junior brother, be careful when the hidden bamboo forest lets you pass."

Quan Qi thought that he happened to be on the road to see the situation, and immediately walked out.

There is still snow in Qingquan Mountain, which is white.With blue tiles, blue walls and blue clothes, he has walked countless days and nights through this holy place admired by the world.

When he arrived at Tianguang Peak, Quan Qi touched his waist, only to realize that after a long time, his memory was blurred and he didn't bring a sword.

With the sound of snow-covered footsteps, Quan Qi raised his head and saw the young Zhuming had come out.

Seeing that there was no sword around him, Zhuming drew his sword and cut off two bamboos: "Let's go earlier today."

After the sword practice passed the photo stone left by the Supreme Elder, and it was already a stick of incense, they sat on the stone bench together.Zhuming suddenly took a piece of bamboo that was about to break, and wrote the word "Shen Shen" on the snow.

Knee-promoting.

Quan Qi looked at the handwriting on the snow, and Fuzhi recalled it in his mind.In the illusion, it should be his third year in Qingquan Mountain.His identity was exposed and he left Qingquan's winter solstice.

Zhuming said, "It's snowing heavily today."

Quan Qi smiled, and on his pale and handsome face after changing his appearance, a little blood flushed because of the sword practice just now: "Senior brother?"

Zhu Ming was puzzled, and after a while he said, "It's the first time you yelled like that."

They were tender in the light snow that started to fall again, maybe the boy had never left Tianguang Peak, and he was still as clumsy as the first accident.

[The first accident was that I crossed the line when I was asking for advice on swordsmanship. The night was dark and the fire was shining brightly, illuminating the figures of the two people away. By some strange coincidence, Quan Qi saw a piece of snow falling on the eaves, and suddenly closed his eyes. He felt The snow melted on the eyelashes, but it was not cold. ]

Right now, Tianguang Peak is silent, as if there is only the sound of snow for thousands of miles, Quan Qi said: "Senior brother."

Zhuming asked in a low voice: "What do you want to say?" The young man's eyes were clear and serious.

Quan Qi himself didn't know.

Logically speaking, his fantasy would be at this moment, and it must be to make up for some shortcomings at that time.Quan Qi asked himself, he really didn't know how to get out of this illusion.

If there is, it should be the first time when he walked into the hidden bamboo forest, he stepped into the trap set by Zhuming, and made an ugly mistake.Or one time during the Lantern Festival, he failed to guess the lantern riddle and was punished by fellow travelers to stay in the hidden bamboo forest all night.

——In any case, there is not much time left.When night fell, his identity would be revealed, and his disciples chased him all the way, and he was expelled from Qingquan Mountain.

"We will do everything we have never done before." Quan Qi decided to use exhaustive methods, such as setting off Kongming lanterns, eating Laba porridge, making snowmen, and going down the mountain to buy fireworks...

Zhuming settled for a long time, but still shook his head: "This will be discovered by Master."

"How is it possible?" Quan Qi was amazed, he didn't expect Zhu Ming to say this, "Going down the mountain to buy long-burning candles went well before." He didn't expect that hundreds of years later, he could still say this.

"It's still not right."

"If you're worried, I'll hide my tracks," Quan Qi said. Anyway, this is an illusion, let alone the last day in Qingquan. Even if you violated it, the Supreme Elder couldn't do anything about it. He smiled and said, "Master will definitely not find out."

Seeing his persistence, Zhu Ming hesitated: "In a few days it will be..."

"Time never comes," Quan Qi couldn't say directly that he would leave Qingquan today, so he could only make excuses, "It's just a trip down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain again? I'm afraid I can't hide the good things about Fengyuehuan from Master."

Quan Qi was silent for a while.

When going down the mountain, the wind and snow suddenly became heavy, and they stopped halfway up the mountain and could not move forward.

Quan Qi looked at the mountain shrouded in white mist, as if the edges of the picture were blurred, and the illusion was only engraved on Qingquan Mountain.In this way, the way out of the illusion is not at the bottom of the mountain.

Zhuming split the snow and rocks with a sword, revealing a clean cave: "It's snowing heavily, let's go after the snow stops."

Quan Qi walked in.

Zhuming turned his head and looked at him quietly.Just now, Zhuming vaguely realized that he was in a dream, but suppressed it.I don't know why I don't want to wake up.

The young man was dressed in Qingquan's blue clothes and Zhuming's robes, and lit a fire with his spiritual power out of boredom.A cluster of fire illuminated the pair of eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to be tired, and the eyelashes were half closed.

Because of this scene, Zhuming suddenly woke up.

Qingquan Mountain has discipline not to be contaminated with red dust.Snow falls in the mountains all the year round and there is no dust. The disciples under the sect are all open-minded and devoted to Taoism.

It's like someone suddenly lit a lamp in the long silent night, and the wick burned out.

Just this once.

The book talks about wishing to point to the soul to know the way, and to teach dream hunting and corridors.It turned out that he would rather meet the ghost in the corridor than be desolate under the spring.

"You've been a bit cold recently," Zhuming said slowly, as if it was still that night in Qingquan Mountain many years ago, "Go down the mountain to have a look when you recover, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Just now you said Master," Quan Qi looked up, the flame of spiritual power was extinguished, and smiled, "I just want to listen to the snow falling in the hidden bamboo forest of Tianguang Peak one night, that's enough."

"Okay." Zhu Ming looked outside at the wind and snow.

Quan Qi recalled what was missing.If it's not going down the mountain, what regrets can there be?Qingquan three years, even if the ending is not very happy, but he learned swordsmanship, drank the pine nut brew buried by his disciples on the winter solstice, watched the famous sunrise on Tianguang Peak, guessed lantern riddles, and the village was full of lights. Travel hand in hand.

"I don't have any regrets," Quan Qi sighed, "The long night is coming to an end, so forget it."

If you really can't get out of this illusion, it's just a waste of time to go back and do it all over again.

Hearing the sound, Zhuming looked at him again, their eyes met, the snow on the ground was bright, Zhuming said: "If that's the case, that's fine."

Quan Qi always felt that Zhu Ming was a little different from before.The young Zhuming has a transparent temperament and never speaks out of words.

"Zhuming?"

"Didn't you still call him Senior Brother just now?" Zhu Ming said.

Quan Qi faded away his doubts, and said with a smile: "Senior brother." I don't know if the young Zhuming will accept the call of senior brother after he knows that he is Quan Qi.

Suddenly, in the distance, there was a man in blue clothes with a sword coming.I couldn't see clearly in the night, and it was snowing heavily.

Quan Qi was not surprised, and it should be now, he said with a smile: "There is no banquet in the world that never ends."

It was the first time that he lost all games, and he actually had to be in an illusion.

Zhuming looked at Daxue and said "Okay", after a while, he said again: "It's hard to walk in the snow, Yu Jian be careful."

"Quan Qi."

Quan Qi raised his eyes suddenly, a little in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Zhuming had already moved towards the snow-colored blue clothes with his sword.

Quan Qi stood up and saw that the spiritual power sword was shining brightly on half of the sky.He wanted to "go down the mountain" with the sword, but suddenly realized that he did not bring the sword.

He walked out of the cave and walked down the mountain path.

The sword intent on that side can be clearly perceived from such a distance, it is definitely not the sword intent that the young Zhuming should have.He remembered clearly, the last time... If it was Zhuming at this time, maybe he would not be able to get out of Qingquan Mountain at that time.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, he used his spiritual power to block the heavy snow on his head, walked down the mountain on foot, and stopped at the intersection blocked by snow.

After a thousand miles of steps, Quan Qi sat down and looked at the sky from a distance.

Seemingly aware of something, Zhuming got away from Yujian and looked down at him from a high altitude, as if watching him for a long time, but in fact it was only a short moment.

Zhuming threw down his sword to him, and said, "Let's go."

The snow all over the sky is like the poem manuscripts flying around in the Jinling Poetry Club in the previous life. Quan Qi was thinking aimlessly about trifles, thinking that after going back, he would sleep for a while...

In the blink of an eye, it was as if he had suddenly grasped the dying candle from the darkness.

It turned out that we hadn't said goodbye yet.No matter which time.

Everything in the dream is slowly dissipating.

Zhuming looked at the way down the mountain, even in the dream, the snow still quickly buried the footprints.

Even in a dream, it couldn't be a few months earlier, when they were traveling together in the downtown area, he went down the mountain for the first time, and bought an everlasting candle with him.They have been through the rain.I just didn't know that it was the best time, and I thought the scenery in the world was longer.

"Zhuming." In the wind and snow, a voice was suddenly transmitted from a distance, and the voice was still familiar after several years.

Zhuming couldn't help but take care of him from the outside world.

The boy in blue clothes stood on the stone steps with his sword in his back, and the wind and snow fell like candle ointment dripping into the long night.

"I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."

In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow.

The illusion slowly shattered.

……

When Quan Qi opened his eyes and came out of the illusion, before Quan Qi had time to think about it, he saw Wen You sitting in front of him, holding a sword, closing it, opening it, unsheathing it, putting it back into the sheath, staring at him intently.

Quan Qi: "..."

Wen You closed the scabbard and said slowly, "Break the formation."

The author has something to say: Quoted from "Green Shirt Wet All over the Mourning" and "One of Two Farewell Poems"

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