Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Shen Zhexue remembered some bits and pieces of the past in the white plum lantern.

Half of his soul went to another realm. At that time, the soul washing pool had not yet formed, and he wandered in the world in a daze, watching the world from the gap between emotions and desires.

Before the age of ten, no one wanted to adopt him, because he was too weird, dull and indifferent, and cold.

But the children in the yard are not afraid of him, they are also homeless, who is weirder than the other, they think he is cool, never sad, bumps and bumps without saying a word, and is not afraid of pain.

Later, Xiangyinli often came to visit him, but the young teacher with a sense of demeanor preferred a piece of roasted pig's trotters from a roadside stall.

He would drag Shen Zhexue and slip out to open a small stove, and stuff the hot pig's trotters sprinkled with crushed peanuts into the hands of a young man like a porcelain figure.

In the bright neon lights, he said to him: "Don't go to the dark place, look at the lights, look at the light."

Shen Zhexue didn't understand what it meant, only felt that there was a lot of traffic, trees and silver flowers, and there was never a lack of light in the bustling city.

The bright lamp was condensed and alienated, revealing the cool air like mist in the morning.

When he was looking for the lost child, he encountered a heavy rain at night and went down the mountain alone after the rain subsided.

At the foot of the mountain was the anxious old dean, Xiang Yinli also rushed over, his face turned pale, and he was about to rush into the mountain, but his hands and feet were bound by transparent spirit locks.

The Soul Cleansing Formation was activated, and the head of the sect, who relied on a ray of sword soul entrusted here, couldn't bear the turmoil in his spiritual energy. He trembled all over, as if he was about to disperse under the umbrella of his partner.

This piece of heaven and earth overlapped with the Soul Cleansing Pond in this heavy rain, Xiaoqiu Mountain was sealed by an invisible spirit screen, no one could find Shen Zhexue, and the whispers of soul cleansing were recited silently in the rolling thunder.

The thunderstorm lasted for nearly half an hour, drenching the mountains and fields, and the rain tended to weaken.

Until someone exclaimed, everyone heard the sound and looked around, and saw the thin figure of a young man, Shen Zhexue slowly walked out of the forest, with a lot of scratches on his body, and his cheeks were flushed red.

The pattering rain hit Shen Zhexue, he had a high fever, but he held a cat tightly in his arms, even if he was lying on the ambulance, he would not let go.

Xiang Yinli stared blankly at the skinny black cat, the torso under the same drenched fur was only slightly undulating.

There was a spiritual flow in the emerald green eyes, calling out to him.

The head of the prime minister had never seen Weisheng, but someone told him about it.

Xiang Yinli choked up in his throat, and said silently: "Okay, okay, I'll leave Axue to you.

After Shen Zhexue woke up in the hospital bed, she forgot many things from the past. The old director touched his head and said that it is good to forget. Zhexue used to be a beautiful porcelain doll, but now the heavy rain shatters it, revealing the life inside. The little doll is here.

He changed without a trace, would cry and laugh, and would secretly hide the black cat under the bed.

"You said it took you down the mountain?"

After the old dean caught him, he didn't panic when he told the ins and outs of the cat. He probably was a man of his age who feared ghosts and gods and had a kind heart, but he was surprised and said: "My little cat , Sure enough, black cats have spirits..."

Shen Zhexue lifted the cat nestled on his lap, and showed it to the old dean as if showing off, then rubbed his furry belly with his hands, and said, "It's very warm."

He remembered the moment when the cat jumped into his arms in the cold rain, and said, "It's like a lamp."

Later, Shen Zhexue taught in the school, and the name of Teacher Shen and his teaching level spread.

The black cat often went to scratch the window of his office, and Shen Zhexue squatted by the flower pot in the aisle to bask in the sun when he had classes.

One night during self-study, he jumped on the podium even more boldly, tapping the cold particles in the thermos with his paws, reminding Shen Zhexue, who has a sore throat and stuffy nose, to take medicine.

Shen Zhexue's students all know it, and know that it is a cat uncle who is thirsty for knowledge. He will stand tall and listen to the lectures in the back row of the classroom. His serious appearance has even been searched for.

The black cat has never scratched anyone, but it is only touched by obedient students, and Gua Wazi who talks back to Shen Zhexue can only receive a ruthless back and a tail that can slap.

Cats were no longer allowed to enter the campus until a student in the school was bitten by a dog.

The uncle cat who is proficient in mathematics, physics and chemistry can only wait at home, and when Shen Zhexue pushes open the door, he meows at him squarely.

But sometimes Shen Zhexue worked overtime until night, raised her head amidst a pile of bad test papers, and saw tall buildings and lights outside the window, and at that moment, she felt as if she was looking for someone.

Gradually, this feeling also often appeared before the end of class. The students in the last class could not sit still, and there would be countless rustling noises during the 1-minute countdown. He waited helplessly for the end of class bell to ring, watching them Hulala packed up her things and ran out with her schoolbag on her back, hearing "Goodbye, Mr. Shen" next to her ears, she would have a strange illusion.

Goodbye, blessings when we part, and look forward to seeing you again.

He suddenly turned his head at the door of the empty classroom, as if waiting for a unique student to come out, and said to him: "Mr. Shen, long time no see."

Shen Zhexue put away the spiritual pen, leaned sideways on the window, and Shi Yuan, who came with the lamp, sensed his thoughts, and suddenly turned into a demon cub, biting the light pole and lightly jumped to the window, with bright red eyes Clear, the tail just wrapped around Shen Zhexue's wrist, and with a slight tightening, it turned into a human body again.

He half sat on the window sill, leaned over to hug his master, and said, "Teacher Shen, long time no see."

Yan Yuanhan, who was not far away, turned his head, saw such a scene, closed his eyes and opened them again.

The breeze blew over his robe, but it didn't bring any chill.

He looked at it for a long time, then turned and walked out of Hanshan Spirit Screen.

The white plum lanterns were hung under the window, illuminating the densely packed patterns on Shen Zhexue's table into colorful flower cups.

"When are you leaving?"

Shi Yuan replied in a low voice, "Si Shi."

"Yeah." Shen Zhexue nodded, and it was also the time when he set off for the southern boundary.

Nowadays, when the sky in the four directions is hardly bright, the sun and the moon flying in the sky can't illuminate the land that is too small. When it is a little better, there will be gray light falling down.

Only yesterday, Shen Zhexue had fully grasped the spiritual power that Taiwei Tiandao had transferred in advance.

The surface of Nan Zhiyue was completely repaired by the power of heaven, but Shen Zhexue knew that this was only a temporary power.

This body is now like a mirror frozen in ice, still smooth and able to illuminate people, but the inside is on the verge of collapse.

Taiwei Tiandao will never tolerate any living beings, even if Shen Zhexue is his approved successor, it will not give him room to refute his decision.

Just as Tiandao reminded him of the future of the decisive battle only three days in advance, the celestial trajectory pushed the Sifangjie into a precipice.

God knows that the old man is dissipated and unrestrained, did he also predict his own destiny?Shen Zhexue didn't know, but when he was staring at the dissolving of the heavenly way in these too small and endless years, it was just a drizzle, and before the blood rain came, there was a bit of moistening and silent spirit.

Since then, Taiwei has been in a state where the way of heaven does not exist.

That supreme position is always vacant, Xie Liu claims to be the way of heaven, but in fact it has not reached that level, and Shen Zhexue can't completely accept Taiwei.

They are the gamers when the law dissipates, the emperor Jiangxi is facing Hanshan far away, the southern realm is in dire straits, and Taiqingzong has become the spiritual screen of the four directions.

This is also the last thing Shen Zhexue and Yan Yuanhan talked about.

If it really comes to the point where there are ten deaths and no life, and the evil current breaks through the formation, and all the veins of the earth collapse, Taiqingzong will use Shen Zhexue's original body to attract the turbid qi that belongs to Taiwei, and create a ferocious heavenly way, and Evil currents die together.

Its impact will kill all living things and force open the gate of the void.

Ever since Shen Zhexue could vaguely sense the power of heaven, he more or less had the ability to shatter the void.

In addition to Taiwei, there is another realm called Taihui, which is also victimized by Taiyi's inclined evil breath.

But they seem to be more optimistic than Sifangjie, and they are not directly poured by the evil current, and the evil current has produced a spiritual core for thousands of years, one was snatched by Shi Lingdeng, and the other three fell into the Taihui, directing its earth veins break through.

However, due to the different composition of the interface, the three holes will not affect the stability of their interface, and there is no continuous corrosion of evil currents. It is the big hole on the ground that is constantly leaking spiritual energy. Being a ghost, Ah Piao, who looked at the sky and the earth in the whole realm, even saved the energy of reincarnation.

Shen Zhexue had a cross-void conversation with Taihui's Tiandao, and Fang Tiandao said that it is not easy for us monks here. If Taiwei Tiandao is willing to come to replenish the earth's energy for us, those creatures who were killed in the Taiwei Realm will be able to Reincarnate in Taihui.

Taihui's heavenly calculations are clear, and it is almost impossible for ordinary souls to enter the void gate. For Taihui, who has more aura, it is not too much of a burden.

However, the dissipation of the Dao of Heaven does not mean complete demise. It will still gather again after endless time, but it is no longer the name of the past, nor is it guarding the place of the past. Called death, but a long sleep.

Taihui is willing to discuss this because Shen Zhexue, the new way of heaven, cares too much about Taiwei's creatures.

This is the most tragic result, but it is also Shen Zhexue's last resort.

He didn't have the ability to create a truly complete realm, so he could only try his best to save some souls.

Shi Yuan knew this way to the end, he knew it all, Master did not hide it from him.

At that time, Shen Zhexue was still counting fingers with him, she was the ultimate instrumental person, she had been the seal of the formation eye, the evil current purification instrument, the most coquettish way of heaven, and maybe she would also be the hole-filling plaster for other worlds .

But how could Shiyuan want such a thing to happen.

Even if Shiyuan, the gate of the void, passed, Taihui Tiandao would never allow him, the incarnation of the evil spirit core, to survive on their side.

And once Shen Zhexue goes to mend their earth energy, there will be endless years of shackles over there, and eventually they will lose their minds and become a walking corpse.

Shi Yuan tightened his arms and pressed Shen Zhexue tightly into his arms.

It was rare for him to use so much force on Shen Zhexue, Shen Zhexue patted him on the back and said: "Okay, we are going to separate tomorrow, I originally thought that if you didn't come, I would go find you, Now that you're here, are you just planning to hug her all night?"

He raised his sleeves to extinguish the spiritual fire in the study, and the suddenly darkened room was shrouded in a faint crimson color, which was the sinking reflection of the mutated sky outside the window.

Shen Zhexue clutched Shi Yuan's sleeve, pushed aside layers of robe hem under the thin, smoky red, and rubbed it to his wrist.

The knuckles were knocked on the storage bracelet, and the rope strung with ice flowers was tightly entwined.

When Xiang Gu Chun came to hold Weisheng back then, he often came to grab his wrists. This was a slightly forceful and unquestionable move. From the moment he taught him the first sword trick and raised Weisheng's sword-holding hand, to This habit has not changed now.

Xiang Guchun also has his unknown stubbornness, otherwise he would not have made the request to let Weisheng stay in Hanshan, even though the last promise has been gone like a river, he has always held a stubborn idea.

This idea is pressed at the bottom of the heavy shackles of destiny, it is a light mayfly, flapping its wings and emitting a faint light, illuminating the silence and gloom day after day under the big formation.

Pianpian flashed across his heart, leaving behind a trace of sweetness that could be recalled for many years.

—— Weisheng is his, and no one can take it away.

From the thin bones of a young man who seemed to be able to wrap his palms together, he gradually grew into his current appearance. The past happened one after another, like snow and flakes, falling all over his body one after another.

Shi Yuan seemed to call him softly, and it sounded particularly hoarse and deep.

He seemed to have returned to the night before the battle, in the dream that was woven, he leaned over to cast a shadow, and hid his master in it, no sword would break him, and he could not help himself .

Just like those apprentices who had a paranoid episode in the storybook, they desperately rubbed the fairy who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

But in the end, it was nothing more than leaving a kiss, which was too hasty and inappropriate.

He took advantage of the situation to hold Shen Zhexue's hand on his wrist, and the hot breath passed through the fingers.

Shen Zhexue looked into his eyes and nodded slightly, but in the next moment, the world spun around in her field of vision, was hugged by Shi Yuan, and walked towards the bedroom.

The beating heartbeat is close to the ear, and the wind spirit is blowing the Yuduo hanging in the corridor, pulling away the layers of curtains, and pulling the dream into reality before the impasse of life and death.

At si o'clock the next day, after cleaning up with Shi Yuan, Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan walked out of the courtyard on top of the three cups of wine.

Xie Zhuchun and others who stayed in Hanshan were already waiting outside.

The sword spirit was magnanimous, and strode up to Shen Zhexue first, glanced past Shen Zhexue's neckline, and sighed while leaning on his forehead.

Then he said relaxedly: "I don't want you to take me this time. Thinking about it, I'm a person now. I won't be of much help if I go there. Maybe it will cause more trouble. Nanjie Wenyan I'm counting on you..."

He choked up for a moment, then patted Shi Yuan's shoulder again, with a very heavy force, and said, "You too, although I really want to beat you now, but I owe it to you now, and beat the sword master Gu Chunjian away." After the account, I must ask you to settle it, and you boy will come back to me wholeheartedly."

Xie Zhuchun was always good at speaking, but now he couldn't say anything else. Yuan Xiyan handed him a veil very blatantly, and he gave him a hard look, but he still pulled off the veil and wiped his face.

Zhou Ling came forward and said solemnly: "It was yesterday that Ziyi woke up. Please tell me to convey a word. After the infiltration of evil currents, the princes who descended from the emperor are restrained by the law of heaven and have lost the ability of divination. I hope that the last hexagram has been tampered with and spread out, it is the phrase "the wind rises in Qingping, and the long winter falls into the night". the meaning of."

The purple butterfly circled around them a few times, shedding a little light.

Shen Zhexue said: "Okay, I remember, Qingping wind blows, Changming breaks night, it's a good hexagram."

Now that he has inherited the power of heaven, he can probably guess how much this hexagram means that Bo Ziyi is encouraging them. Only Zhou Minggui still believes in it.

But after thinking about it, divination is like this, there is no so-called downcast eyes of the cold way of heaven, thousands of living beings believe in their fate but not accept their fate in this hexagram.

When Wen Shuyin and the several elders who stayed at Hanshan bid farewell to them one by one, everyone retreated, leaving this moment with the two of them.

The peach blossoms in Hanshan Mountain have all fallen, and the ice lake in the eye of the mountain is long gone, but the snow is still blowing.

Xie Zhuchun couldn't help but look back, and said hoarsely to Yuan Xiyan: "It's really... It's not as good as last time, at least we were on the same road back then."

Under the thousand-year formation, they were still by each other's side, but now they are running to other places, and they want to say goodbye here.

"Same." Yuan Xiyan said, "Same."

The clumsy and tongue-twisting meditator said earnestly: "If the hearts are the same, they are on the same road."

Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan walked side by side for a while, neither of them spoke.

Passing through the exit of the spirit screen, the pale light struggled to float at the end of the distant mountain range, grinding out a strip of gilt light on the edge of the turbulent black cloud.

Taiwei has undergone thousands of years of vicissitudes, and there are not many customs that have survived. The only thing is to hold a magic weapon and salute to express success when parting, which has not changed for so many years.

The two Aoyuan swords were put together in the palms, the master and the apprentice stood facing each other, and then bowed down.

The belt is like the wind, and the red clothes are like flames.

Then the two turned around resolutely, parted ways north and south, and rushed to their Taiwei road.

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The author has something to say:

Shen Zhexue: I've never heard that you have to fight the boss separately, isn't it outrageous? !

Yao: It's okay, we have to meet at the end.

Shi Yuan: More than 110 chapters...

Yao: Be content, I couldn’t fall asleep at first...Well, I’ll slip away first haha...