[Comprehensive martial arts] The wind and smoke leave incense

When they climbed to the top of the mountain, the martial arts practitioners who had previously climbed the mountain were nowhere to be seen. They could only see dilapidated altars in the distance, collapsed stone monuments, and caves corroded by the wind.At this time, the sun was already setting. If it weren't for the dense black clouds in the distance, it would have been a beautiful scene.

"It's a pity," Chu Liuxiang sighed, "beauties are beautiful, but there is no good wine." He has always been a casual person, and he has many abnormalities about Lu Jingyan, but after a little thought, he has the answer.Then the little girl's intentional targeting, and the unconscious retreat and defense after he took a step forward, made him realize a lot of things.

If you like it, why don't you seize the opportunity because life is too short.

Lu Jingyan looked at the overwhelming black clouds in the distance, and slowly sat down on the protruding rock, holding the piano in his arms and stopped talking.

The setting sun hit her face, and the red and soft light hit her body, coating her with a layer of gold.As Chu Liuxiang watched, she felt her throat tightening, so she moved her eyes away.

He knew that Lu Jingyan was good-looking, not only because of her beautiful appearance, but more because of her changeable temperament.When you thought she was arrogant and unreasonable, in a blink of an eye she was as quiet as a young lady.But when things happened, she became resolute and resolute again, turning her head like a child who hadn't grown up, doing some harmless pranks that made adults laugh and cry.

Chu Liuxiang has seen too many women, good-looking and bad-looking, quiet and noisy, he has seen too many women, and most of those women will be immersed in his elegance and gentleman, just like Lu Jingyan at the beginning She has seen through his game mentality, and played tricks on him in reverse, she has never had a woman before.

His desire to conquer clamored to get this woman, to hold her in his hands.

"A new bet, is it good to bet on one thing?" He seemed to be asking for Lu Jingyan's opinion, but in fact, the overbearing sword in his language could not be questioned by Lu Jingyan.

This made Lu Jingyan, who had the same strong personality, very unhappy, as she herself was not in a good mood.

I have known for a long time that Chu Liuxiang is not as elegant as he appears on the outside, and even his personality is not as polite as he appears, but it still makes people feel very angry when they meet him.

"I reject."

"If I win, you will know me from the beginning. If I lose, I will do something for you." He paused, looking at the setting sun looming in the storm, "From now on, you will never get involved with the Hua family."

It was Lu Jingyan who answered him with a disdainful smile. Chu Liuxiang showed the strength in his bones, so that Lu Jingyan didn't bother to pretend anymore: "Chu Xiang is handsome, don't make a mistake." She turned her head and looked up at Chu Liuxiang. It doesn't make people feel that she is inferior, "I don't owe you anything."

"Are you sure?" Chu Liuxiang was not annoyed, but the smile on his face deepened.

What he said was so sure, with a deep smile and insightful wisdom in his eyes, that for a moment, Lu Jingyan had the illusion that she owed the other party, and even all the secrets had been seen through by the other party.

"If you say that..." Chu Liuxiang dragged his voice, "If you have a clear conscience."

Seeing Chu Liuxiang's smiling eyes, Lu Jingyan blushed instantly.

She turned away, and at this moment, the noisy voices of the crowd came from behind, vaguely mixed with angry words like "we were cheated" and "that little girl is playing with us".

Chu Liuxiang took a step to the left and turned to face the angry martial artists, blocking Lu Jingyan's back: "Why are you so angry?" , is war.

"There is nothing in the cave." Huang Rong, who was keen on adventure, looked a little unhappy, "There is no treasure."

She was pulled by Guo Jing, and although Guo Jing was glared at by Huang Yaoshi afterwards, Huang Rong also calmed down.

At this time, Huang Rong was just a girl in her twenties who had just left the island and had never seen the outside world. Huang Rong, who was spoiled by her father, knew little about the etiquette of the outside world, but Guo Jing did not.

"Swallow the treasure!" As the sun gradually set, angry martial artists blocked the two of them on the top of the mountain, swearing that they would give an explanation to the empty cave.

Chu Liuxiang smiled: "When did we say that there is a treasure in this cave?" He paid attention to his words along the way, and he naturally had confidence, "Why do you think that the two of us know where the treasure is?"

His words made these martial artists who used to pay attention to their actions but not their words look angry. They only felt that they were being played by others and wanted to step forward to vent their anger.

It's just that Chu Liuxiang hadn't had time to manipulate his lightness kung fu to step forward to acupoint, when he heard the dulcimer playing behind him, and what came out was no longer the sound of cotton, but the real song like pearls falling on a jade plate, flat sand and falling geese.

Chu Liuxiang suddenly turned around to look, but saw that the Guqin in Lu Jingyan's arms had been placed flat on the pusher at some point, with frivolous fingertips, the melodious sound of the piano was like a clear stream in a valley, cheerfully flowing out of the jungle, bypassing the people, flowing through the ruins, and across the desert , flowing toward the distant sunset that barely dips below the horizon.

"Where you can go to rebirth, where you can see the stars, just follow Mingzun's recitation, and the Sanskrit music can be sung back."

Lu Jingyan raised his head and looked at the gray sky in the distance, at the desert with only the last bit of red under the wind and sand, "How can the living be happy, and the dead are not suffering. May the holy fire be lit to burn this remnant body. Twelve permanent The treasure is there, enlightening and destroying all lights. The wonderful sound will lead the way, and you can see the bright and pure land."

The sound of the zither reappeared, sharp and high but not abrupt, like a galloping horse, like the Yellow River rushing away: "Where can I go to rebirth, where can I see the stars, just follow the Ming Zun, and the Sanskrit can be sung back."

She sang side by side, as if immersed in her own world, but Chu Liuxiang sensed something was wrong.

He went to see those angry martial artists, but he saw them holding knives, guns, swords and halberds, frozen in place.

It made Chu Liuxiang suddenly recall the unbearable past when he was restrained by Lu Jingyan due to carelessness.

It's just that before he could make a move to insure Lu Jingyan, shock flashed in the eyes of those martial arts practitioners who were facing him.Immediately afterwards, their faces were covered with a layer of golden light.Like bathing in the sun, warm and bright.

But the sun has already set!

Chu Liuxiang's back turned to Lu Jingyan, facing these martial arts people, he could see it more clearly than they did.

Those abandoned stone platforms, those mutilated by them as steps, seemed to have been lit by countless pious believers, lit up sparkling candles, swaying in the wind, swaying in the golden light.

When he looked back, he felt like those shocked martial artists, he felt his body was frozen.Even if he is old, the magnificence in front of him may be unforgettable.

Standing on a high place, as far as their eyes can see, there is only dazzling golden light, which is full of golden brilliance.

The mountains of gold piled up and down are ups and downs, blown up and down by the wind, like mountains stacked and criss-crossed, and like the sea flowing ups and downs.

And at the end of Jinshan, there is a round of bright sun rising slowly from the horizon.

"After the storm of no return, I pray that the lamp will not be extinguished, and see you again on the glazed tripod, sitting on the platform of the world."

The singing of the long song swayed lightly, and the holy flame of the Mingjiao did not go out.

"Where you can go to rebirth, where you can see the stars, just follow Mingzun's recitation, and the Sanskrit music can be sung back."

Lu Jingyan's voice suddenly rose, singing a tune that people in the Central Plains could not understand, but Chu Liuxiang could hear it clearly.

Those are the ancient sayings of the Tang Dynasty, those words that can be heard occasionally in Daqimen, they are about inheritance and belief, and they are the final farewell between two ancient sects.

"How happy is the living, and the dead have no suffering. May the sacred fire be lit and burn this remnant body."

The sound flowed in the golden desert, through Lu Jingyan's guqin, and across the golden desert.

He seemed to see the man with different eyes, standing on the Holy Sepulchre, wearing golden armor, as if he came from the sky.

"The twelve permanent treasures are there, enlightening all lights and destroying them. The wonderful sound will lead the way, and you can see the bright and pure land."

"The twelve permanent treasures are there, enlightening all lights and destroying them. The wonderful sound will lead the way, and you can see the bright and pure land."