sun and moon return

According to the old custom, Qingsheng's golden body was like a sitting form, and Feidao led his disciples to send it to the mausoleum established by the head of the sect, and it was placed by the tomb guards.

At this time, it was already the climax of the moon, and the disciples gradually dispersed, and Feidao sent Baishan away, asking him to bring back Zheli.

Walking halfway, Zheli still felt that something was wrong, so he resorted to the trick of urination to coax Baishan into letting him go first, and sneaked back to Lingshan by himself.Fei Dao is no longer outside the mountain gate, maybe he has gone back.

In a place like a cemetery, Zhe Li was a little timid, trembling along the road and walking back, when he saw the shadow of Fei Dao, he quickly chased after him as if seeing a life-saving straw.

The state of Feidao is a bit strange.

Zheli chased after him for a while, and found that Feidao's pace was not as stable as usual, and he was a little vain, but he walked very fast, Zheli really couldn't catch up with him, and in this dark night, he was also afraid of making a sound, so he could only stay close chasing after.

Feidao, who was restless and unwell, didn't notice the little tail that was not far behind him, and just walked around the Hall of Listening Heart with vain steps.Qingwu Mountain is huge, and there is a garden with an enchantment behind the Hall of Lingxin, called Zhiyi Garden, which is a place that only the headmasters and direct disciples of the past generations are eligible to enter.

The tokens for entering this place are Feidao and the jade bib at the waist of his direct disciples.

Feidao wobbled into the garden, Zheli walked, the scenery in front of him changed suddenly, and he felt as if he was in a fairyland, with warblers singing and birds singing in the forest, moonlight pouring down like waterfalls, and aura filled with spirit.The stone path is slightly damp, and further forward, there is a hot spring, the water is green and white, and the water vapor is diffuse.There is a pavilion next to the hot spring, and further away is a courtyard. The peach and cherry blossoms on the outer wall are slowly blooming, quiet and beautiful.

Zorei was walking forward in a trance when suddenly he heard a conversation.

"Everyone is mortal." A clear and indifferent young man's voice let out a sigh, "Seeing you like this, he should be relieved. Although Feng Chan is hateful, he can be regarded as helping you establish Wei, from now on, Qingwu, who else would dare to disobey you?"

"..."

"How are you feeling now?"

"It's okay." It was the master's voice.Zheli pricked up his ears, the master's voice was a little tired.

The man sat up from the bench in the gazebo, crossed one leg and said, "Let me have a look." Stretching out his bony hand, he reached for Feidao's collar.

"No need." Feidao waved away the man's hand, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Forget it." The man lazily withdrew his hand, yawned, and suddenly pressed Feidao's left hand with his left hand at a speed that Zheli couldn't see clearly. Feidao raised his right hand to stop him, but he blocked it again .

The man grabbed Fei Dao's hand very quickly, turned him over, and said leisurely: "It's really good to take advantage of others' danger."

Injustice still wants to struggle.

"Don't move." The man firmly held Feidao, "If you mobilize your spiritual power again, I'm afraid it will take some time to recuperate. It's not good to delay Sect Master Le's handling of important matters in the sect."

Feidao was constrained by this, but he really put down his resistance and just told him to let go.

The man let go of his hand and pulled off Feidao's robe.Under the moonlight, on the back that should be smooth and white, there are several blood-red dark lines, walking on Feidao's back.

The man stared in silence for a while, then lay back down, picked up his outer robe and put it on, without making a sound.

The man's expression was a little dignified: "I told you at that time that forcibly changing the environment, for some people, it will lead to insanity, but for you, it is not just as simple as insanity."

Seeing that Feidao didn't pay attention to himself, he said to himself: "It's only been a while, and you made it like this. You are really a ghost who can't be saved by gods."

There was also some blame in the slightly complaining words.

"If you don't forcibly break the bottleneck, how can you take over the heavy burden left by Qingsheng." Feidao closed his robe without any disturbance.

The man in black clenched his fists and propped his chin, and sighed a few times: "You are so self-willed, even if you take on this heavy burden, how many years will you be able to bear it?"

Feidao was silent: "It's time for the next head to take over."

"You..." The man in Xuanyi sighed, hesitant to speak.

In the woods, Zheli squatted in the grass, watching the two from a distance, he could vaguely see something on Feidao's back, but he couldn't see clearly, and when he heard the two talking, he only heard a few words.

Perhaps they could be heard clearly if they were closer together, Zheli thought, and moved his steps cautiously.

"Who?" Sensing the aura, Feidao glanced at Zheli with his cold eyes.The man in black moved faster, and his figure disappeared into the pavilion in a flash.

Zhe Li shivered, turned around, and the black robe was impressively in front of his eyes. Under the moonlight, there was a faint brilliance, and the man let out a sigh.

Zheli looked up, and a face without facial features suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.The man was bending over to look at him.I don't know if I can call it watching, after all, the person in front of me has an empty face and nothing...

"Ah!!!" Zhe Li was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Feidao's figure flashed and landed beside the man, stretched out his hand mercilessly to block him, and hugged Zheli.

The man was unprepared to be squeezed by Feidao, staggered a step, looked at Feidao as if his empty mask had frozen, and saw him fly back to the pavilion with the folded gift in his arms.

After a long while, the man returned to the pavilion with unbelievably complicated emotions, folded his arms around his chest, and looked Feidao up and down.

"It's really the same friendship as before." The man exhaled cold air from both noses, and said in a strange way.

Seeing that Feidao ignored him, and only cared about the fainted child, he leaned over again: "Huh? Is it the orphan of the Su family, your little apprentice?"

Feidao felt Zheli's pulse: "I forgot, he can come here now."

The man's eyes fell on the requiem bead worn by Zheli, and he bent down to take a good look: "It's really a treasure, it's strange that Qingsheng wants to take him for you."

The man looked at Zheli thoughtfully: "It's just why...he didn't practice spells?"

Feidao's eyes fell on Zheli: "He doesn't want to learn."

The man stood behind Feidao, looked at Feidao silently for a long while, and said: "The child of the Su family has always inherited blood, and is extremely talented. Qingsheng will not let him not practice magic, will he?"

"Do you suspect that I didn't teach him?" The air around him was undoubtedly colder.

The man shook his head and sighed, walked up to the chair and sat down, looked at the bubbling sound of the hot spring, and said quietly: "Others may speculate like this, but I believe that if you allow him not to practice, it is simply because you think you You can protect him, you want him to live freely. How can I not understand you. "

The mood of the two of them was a little depressed for a while, and at the end, the man sighed: "I have already set up a magic circle in the spring, plus the Tianye Yaofang on your body can gather spiritual power, and you can meditate in the spring every day. It is beneficial to suppress the Gu on your body."

"Thank you." Feidao replied.

The man stood up and tidied his robes: "Although I can't help nagging, I still want to remind you, do what you can, and if you need help, please write to me. There is also the music score, the two pieces should not be difficult. "

Feidao turned his head, and from the corner of his eye, the man called out a blood butterfly the size of a banyan tree leaf. The butterfly flapped its wings and landed on the back of Feidao's hand.

"Xinglan." Feidao said.

The man stopped and turned around with a smile: "Don't be too moved..."

"Don't come and go if it's not necessary, after all, you and I have special identities."

The smile on Ye Xinglan's face stagnated, and he snorted coldly: "Do you think I would like to come? Even if you die from now on, don't come begging me." He disappeared into the pavilion after he finished speaking.

Feidao sighed imperceptibly, the butterfly on the back of his hand has melted away, and there is a little phosphorous powder on the tip of his little finger, which is the mark of the blood butterfly. If he still needs to communicate with Ye Xinglan, he can call the blood butterfly to send a message .

Carrying Zheli back to the room, Feidao came to the study, and stood silently for a long time, then he reached out and took down an exquisite wooden box from the innermost side of the dusty shelf.He displayed the wooden box on the table, wiped off the dust, and opened it with a flick of his sleeve.

Under the moonlight, a long flute flowing with lavender light lay quietly in the box.

"The sound of the phoenix flute moves the world, and the light of the jade pot turns the universe." In a blink of an eye, the young man who was in his prime at that time was singing and singing on the moon, drinking and having fun.Can a living person have a moment of peace for a day?

They are all different things.

Feidao sealed the box and put it back in that inconspicuous corner.