The Legend of Xianxia of Yinzi and Guizi

At this time, the sky was not completely bright yet, Daoxuan Master suddenly called Gui to the dormitory.

So Gui, who was wearing one-piece pajamas, wearing a nightcap, and holding a justwe pillow, appeared at the door with sleepy eyes, which made Master Daoxuan almost couldn't help telling him to go back to sleep.

On both sides of the small sandalwood round table, Master Daoxuan and Gui sat facing each other.

Master Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, finally sighed, and began to speak slowly.

"Gui, you have to remember what the master is going to tell you now. This is a major matter related to my Qingyun sect's aura, but I can't let too many people know about it. I don't even have a talent for this matter." As I said, now, I am going to tell you about this matter. You have to listen carefully..."

Looking up, I saw that Gui's head had fallen onto the table at this time, his eyes were wide open, and he was drooling and making a "Z" sound.

Reverend Daoxuan slammed the table several times and said angrily: "Get up!!!!"

Gui kept drooling, rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and asked, "What's the matter, Master?"

At that moment, Reverend Daoxuan doubted himself who wanted to tell such an important secret to him.

He sighed again, and continued,

"What do you think about the ancient sword of Zhu Xian in our sect?"

"The ancient sword of Zhu Xian?" Gui dozed off and thought for a while, and involuntarily remembered the situation that countless lives were buried under this ancient sword that year, which made him a little sober.

After pondering for a while, Gui replied, "I think it's probably an ominous thing."

Master Daoxuan was obviously surprised by Gui's answer.

"Oh, why do you think so?"

Gui said: "The sword of Zhuxian is very powerful. Every time it is used, countless lives will disappear under this sword. In other words, the blood and undead stained by this sword itself are countless. Counting the establishment of Qingyunmen There has been a long history until now, and this sword has always been preserved and used. If things go on like this, this sword will definitely become a monster sword that devours life."

Reverend Daoxuan stared at Gui with wide eyes, and suddenly smiled.

"It's amazing, Gui. You can think of this for yourself, which shows that you are indeed a great talent!" Master Daoxuan restrained his smile slightly, and his whole face became serious, "You are right, this Zhuxian sword is indeed It's already a monster sword."

Reverend Daoxuan stood up, with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside the window.

"A hundred years ago, the demonic sect was rampant and powerful. Dao eliminated the demons. Under the arrogance of the group of demons, they invaded Qingyun in order to clear the way. Next, please move the ancient sword of Zhu Xian and sacrifice the 'Sword of Zhu Xian', and finally turned defeat into victory."

Daoxuan's tone was flat, but he continued to say with a hint of emotion:

"After this battle, although the Demon Cult was severely damaged, my Qingyun lineage was also seriously injured. Many senior patriarchs with profound Taoism died and were injured. However, there is a disciple who stood up and volunteered, full of pride, to eradicate the evil and hunt down the remnants of the demon sect."

"And this disciple, his name is Wan Jianyi!"

The taboo pointed out by Taoist Cangsong who betrayed him in the past has now come out from Daoxuan Master's mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the tone of his mouth gradually became a little erratic.

"Junior Brother Wan led some people to the wilderness to hunt down the remnants of the Demon Cult, while I stayed behind at Qingyun Mountain, so I discovered something."

Reverend Daoxuan suddenly turned his face, and said to Gui: "Our master, Tian Chengzi has started to go crazy!"

Hearing this, Gui slightly changed his face.

"It turns out that in our sect, there is a great secret in the ancient sword of the supreme divine weapon handed down from the ancestor of Qingye. That is, although this divine sword kills all evil spirits, it may be because of killing too much and too much. After a long period of time, this sword itself has a strange and magical nature. Once the person holding the sword arouses all the spiritual power of the sword, he will be backlashed by the sword's demon spirit, gradually controlling his mind and becoming cruel and good Killing, no matter how high the morals are, they can't resist."

At this moment, Gui was already fully awake, frowning deeply, but didn't say a word, but listened carefully to every word Daoxuan Master said.

"Later, Junior Brother Wan came back, and I informed him of the matter. I also discussed with him, if... if the master really can't return to normal, we will work together and kill him!"

For the last three words, Master Daoxuan seemed to have exhausted all his strength to spit them out, and began to gasp for breath.

He paused for a moment, and after he calmed down, he continued:

"That night, I brought Master Tianchengzi to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall together with him, but I didn't want...he was completely insane, and we couldn't even recognize us at all! He even showed a fierce look on our face and yelled loudly. , with a loud roar, it turned out to be a deadly hand, hitting it with both palms."

"Although I was shocked at the time, I reacted quickly. I knew that Master would never return to normal, so I made up my mind. I turned to Master Tian Chengzi's back and clasped his arms. , firmly restrained him, and looked at Junior Brother Wan. However, Junior Brother Wan was still hesitant, and he was stunned there. As a result, although Master was crazy, his Taoism was still there. With one kick, Junior Brother Wan was immediately kicked out, Junior Brother Wan flew straight out two Ashes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out."

Reverend Daoxuan raised his head and sighed:

"Master Tian Chengzi has a profound morality, and fought against setbacks. Although I still clasped Master's body with my hands, I sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and I couldn't hold on any longer. At this moment, Junior Brother Wan finally let out a roar, He rushed over, and after a sharp roar, he already had his Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and it pierced directly into Master Tian Chengzi's chest!"

Gui slowly lowered his eyes and sighed deeply.

"So it is."

"Gui!" Reverend Daoxuan stared at Gui seriously and said, "Since Patriarch Qingye left instructions on his deathbed, all the teachers and masters of Qingyunmen have known this secret, so they try not to use this magic handle as much as possible. Sword, and Master Tian Chengzi had no choice but to use this sword to launch the Immortal Execution Sword Formation because of the urgent situation of the battle between righteousness and demons, and even though he immediately sealed the sword and devoted himself to cultivating the Tao, he still couldn't escape this calamity."

Gui suddenly remembered something and said in surprise, "Wait a minute, master, but you..."

"That's right, I used the Ancient Jade Sword, but I didn't use it to the fullest. Although it was a bit of an influence, it didn't make me lose my mind. It's just...but what should I do next?"

At that moment, Gui Fenming felt that the old man in front of him seemed to be much older.

Reverend Daoxuan suddenly smiled, and said, "Gui, do you know why I told you this?"

Gui frowned: "Master?"

"In the next big battle, I will definitely use the Zhuxian Sword again, and this time, I will use its power to the fullest. At that time, if I am really backlashed and lose my mind...Gui," Daoxuan Daoxuan stretched out his hand , put it heavily on Gui's shoulder, and said seriously, "Qingyun will be handed over to you!"

Gui looked deeply at Master Daoxuan, and nodded without any hesitation.

"Follow the master's instruction!"

The sky gradually darkened, and the pedestrians on the ancient road gradually disappeared. In troubled times, monsters were prevalent, and tens of thousands of monsters suddenly appeared in the southern border, making everyone panic.

Everyone has only one life, even ordinary people cherish their lives.

However, after all, there were still a few figures, walking conspicuously on the road, an old man in the front row, a bone-like fairy, holding a bamboo pole with an old cloth hanging on it, with the words "immortal guiding the way" written on it .Followed by a man and a woman, the man covered his face with a headscarf, and the woman is delicate and cute. Although it was dark, she seemed to be concentrating on reading a black book with a letterless cover in her hand.

Naturally, this was Zhou Xian, Xiaohuan and Wild Dog Taoist and his party.

Since Xiaohuan got the book given by Mr. Ghost, Xiaohuan has become more and more fascinated by the book that records the strange and secret techniques of ghosts that Mr. Ghost left that day. Look, even when she was walking, she would not let go of the book, but now it was getting dark, but she didn't seem to notice it at all, and she was still devoting herself to the book.

Zhou Yixian looked at the sky, and then looked around, but all around was dark, not to mention any people living outside this wilderness, not even a dilapidated temple or house.

Zhou Yixian coughed, but saw Taoist Wild Dog looking at him, his granddaughter Xiaohuan didn't react at all, and followed Taoist Wild Dog, focusing on reading the black ghost book.Zhou Yixian has always felt that it is very wrong for his granddaughter to read this book of ghosts, but it is hard to say what is wrong. Every time he said that ghosts are cruel and innocent, it is a vicious and evil art, Xiaohuan would use one sentence Then he dismissed him: "There are many ways to save people with this evil art, which is better than your physiognomy!"

Every time Zhou Yixian heard this, he was sweating and speechless, but he was thick-skinned and refused to admit defeat, but he couldn't continue talking about Xiaohuan throwing away the ghost way.No matter what, Immortal Zhou was not pleasing to the eyes looking at Xiaohuan and reading this book, so he shouted slightly angrily at this moment: "Xiaohuan, what time is it, why are you still reading that ghost book?"

Only then did Xiaohuan lift her head from the book, looked at Zhou Yixian, and said impatiently: "Grandpa, we walked so slowly, I didn't read the book, it was you who told people fortune-telling to cheat money. So slow."

Zhou Yixian suffocated for a while, his old face turned red, coughed twice, turned his head away, and said with a dry smile: "Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this, I mean, we have no place to live now, we must find a way stop."

Daoist Wild Dog suddenly said: "There is a wooden house over there!"

Zhou Yixian quickly looked over, and sure enough, there really was a small, simple wooden house in such a barren wilderness.So he hurriedly ran over to knock on the door and said, "Is anyone there? Hehe, the old man is a god from the sky, and he came here to count for you..."

Before I finished speaking, the door opened, and I saw a beautiful and unparalleled woman standing there, looking at me coldly.

Zhou Yixian was too shocked to speak, but Xiaohuan said happily, "Sister!"

Jin Ping'er smiled, "Sister, why did you come here?"

"I just passed by here, and I was worried that there was no place to stay!" Xiaohuan said, and asked, "Sister, why are you here?"

While Xiaohuan asked, she looked in, and saw Yinshi was lying on the innermost bed.

Xiaohuan's eyes widened.

"Sister Yinzi?"

"yes……"

Xiaohuan asked in surprise: "Sister Yinzi hasn't woken up yet?"

Jin Ping'er shook her head and said: "She is awake, but she hasn't said a word."

"what……"

When Xiaohuan looked at Yin, her eyes were full of pity and sadness.

"Don't worry about it!" Zhou Yixian walked in and came down on his own, "Anyone who has such a thing happened, how can he not be devastated. Just leave him alone!"

"Grandpa, how can you say that!!"

After glaring at Zhou Yixian, Xiaohuan looked at Jin Ping'er and said, "Sister, I will help take care of Sister Yinzi! It's already late, why don't you go back first!"

Jin Ping'er hesitated for a while, and when she looked at Yin on the bed, she still sighed: "Then... well. Don't make things difficult for yourself."

She smiled and rubbed Xiaohuan's head before leaving the place.

After Jin Ping'er left, Xiaohuan walked to Yinshi's bed and looked at him.

"I lost my father and mother, and even lost my only younger sister. How sad is Sister Yinzi!" She muttered softly, with a sad face, just hoping to do something for Yinshi.

At this time, Zhou Yixian actually yelled out: "Hey, don't say anything to a living dead! Your grandpa is hungry! Go find something to eat and come back!"

"Grandpa, you are really..." Xiaohuan suddenly became angry.But after all, he still didn't say anything, and went out to find something to eat for Zhou Yixian.

"Hey, wild dog, you follow too! Now that monsters are so rampant, what if Xiaohuan encounters something?"

After what Zhou Xian said, Taoist Wild Dog also nodded and followed.

Only Zhou Yixian and Yinshi were left in the small room.

In such a deadly atmosphere, Zhou Yixian suddenly said: "There is no one now, and you don't have to keep pretending to be asleep."

Hearing this, Yinshi on the bed slowly opened his eyes.After staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, he turned his head to look at Zhou Xian.

Zhou Yixian looked at him and said expressionlessly: "How long are you going to be decadent?"

"That's right, the death of a loved one is indeed painful, but won't you just make the dead unable to rest in peace?" Zhou Yixian accused a little sullenly, with a feeling of hatred that iron can't be made into steel in his tone.

"Besides, there are still many people who are concerned about you, aren't they? Don't let them worry about you!" Zhou Xian continued.

Yin Shi listened quietly, and suddenly asked: "When your son died, how did you cheer up?"

In an instant, Zhou Yixian seemed to recall the past, and lost too much expression on his face.

"What else? It's probably a compromise. After all, this is inevitable, isn't it?" Zhou Yixian said slowly, "There are some things that cannot be undone no matter how hard you try, and there are certain despairs that you cannot get rid of no matter how hard you struggle. You can only bear everything, can't you?"

"So, I won't comfort you about anything. No one can change their mood because of comfort, if that mood is real and true!"

Zhou Yixian stood up, and said seriously and wisely to Yinshi: "You have to remember one thing. Once a person is born, this is no longer a question that can be debated. It has become a fact. And behind such a fact, there is an account of its result, which is death. Death itself is an inevitable result, but the time and method are different. If this is the case, why do you force it?"

Listening to Zhou Yixian's words, Yin Shi sighed in an angry way.

"Perhaps it's just like what you said. Everyone is destined to die, it's just, grandpa!" Yinshi sat up quietly, looked at Zhou Yixian, and showed a smile that seemed to be crying, "No matter who , even if you live with the awareness of death, you will still resist death in the end!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yixian frowned tightly.

"And, compared to death, I'm more afraid of what comes after death!"

After leaving these words, Gintoki grabbed the Toya Lake that was put aside, supported himself like a crutch, and left the house limping.