Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Gong Zixuan, who didn't know the truth, had a good impression of Tianxian Daozang because of the latter's serious injury, and gradually reached the point where anyone with a discerning eye could see it. Talking but still expressing blessings from the bottom of my heart, Jin Bazhen, who didn’t know the truth, came back and learned that Gong Zixuanchen’s heart had sprouted, and decided to investigate the character of this future son-in-law on behalf of her sister Mei, Tianxian Daozang, who knew the truth, was full of worries and difficulties Ebisu, who knew the truth, was so anxious that his beard was about to smoke...

Later, Mrs. Changsheng felt that those days of flying around were the last good time for laughing at Penglai.

He didn't see any weird things anymore, Lian Wuxia's eyes gradually had a sense of light, either for a moment, or for a moment, and the longest time even lasted for a long time.If this improvement can continue, everyone has reason to believe that within a month or so, her eyesight will be back to normal.

"Great!" Jin Zhanzhan clapped his hands and laughed, Ebishou felt relieved, Gong Zixuan's eyes dimmed, everyone was immersed in an optimistic and happy atmosphere, even Lian Wuxia slightly bent his lips .

As if their pupils were burned by some kind of intense and dangerous flame, Jin Zhanzhan, Ebisu and Gong Zixuan looked away at the same time.

He had just finished checking the affected area, so the white silk that had tied his eyes had not yet had time to be tied back, and the pair of eyes that were shining all the time were clearly under everyone's gaze.Ever since Lian Wuxia took the oath when she was young, she has either covered her face with plain water gauze, or covered her eyes with white silk, and has hardly ever revealed her true face.In the past, it was not that no one wanted to see her face, but they could not die. However, those people probably would not have imagined that the three of them who really had the chance to see her true face would prefer her to cover her face again. .

It's not that it's not beautiful, it's shockingly beautiful.

It's not that she's not gorgeous, she's so gorgeous that she loses her mind.

It's not that he is not quiet, he looks quiet and peaceful, vaguely still the misty and wonderful Miaoyan Hanging Light in the past.But that layer of quiet and peaceful smile floated on his face like a painted skin, not only did not go deep into the skin, but an ominous gloom fainted from the corners of his eyes and brows.

After a moment of silence and stagnation, Gong Zixuan picked up the white silk that had been put aside, and tied it back for Lian Wuxia.As if some unknown threat had been sealed away, Jin Zhanzhan caught his half-laughed back, but before he could catch his breath, he heard the maid outside shouting in a low voice: "Girl, come out."

"Is there anything you can't say in person?" Jin Zhanzhan was dissatisfied, but hearing her voice was very anxious, complaining was nothing but complaining, and he went out, and after whispering a few words, he heard her shout: "What do you say?" What? How could he..." Then it stopped abruptly, as if she realized something and forcibly covered her mouth, after a while, she came in: "Elder sister, second senior sister, something happened up front, I have to go Take care of it." The tone was forced to be relaxed, but the voice was clearly trembling.

Gong Zixuan looked back at Lian Wuxia, saw the trembling smile floating on her face, so he could only nod, "Go and do it yourself." Jin Zhanzhan grabbed Ebishou and strode away. After a distance of about ten feet, she yelled loudly. After some distance, the two people in the room couldn't hear clearly. They only felt that one of them was roaring, and the other was busy comforting them, and they didn't know what they were talking about. What.

Gong Zixuan felt uneasy in his heart, but Lian Wuxia stood up with his hands on the bedpost, groped and sat down in front of the piano table, with a smile that remained unchanged from before, and pressed his fingers on the strings.It's okay if she doesn't smile, but with this smile, Gong Zixuan felt even more uneasy. Sure enough, when the first zither sound came into her earholes, her heart sank.

"Oulu Wangji" was originally a common heart-cleaning song of Taoism. In the past, when Lian Wuxia played it, it was naturally pure, wishful, ethereal and soft, but now what she plays is full of irritating and trembling songs. Emotions, indescribably dull and weird.

All life is suffering, since it is so miserable, why insist on sinking into the sea of ​​suffering?Only by choosing to go back and melt into the space between heaven and earth can one find the eternal purity...

Born out of nothing, the swarms of snakes come from all directions, colorful and gorgeous, full of devilish energy, wandering among the sounds of the zither.

"Evil devil dare!" Gong Zixuan yelled sharply, shaking the willow branches in his hands, the Xuanmen Gang Qi was clear and bright, and wherever he passed, the shadow of the snake disappeared silently like an ice shell melting under the scorching sun.She breathed a sigh of relief, and then her eyes tightened.On Lian Wuxia's shoulder, a purple snake slowly raised its upper body, provoking her with a scarlet snake letter.Gong Zixuan turned his palms luckily, and a "Dao Liu Footprint" will be released.

There seemed to be a voice whispering something in the ear, with a seductive and soft tone.Lian Wuxia's piano sound gradually became confused, and his mind gradually became erratic, as if he would fall into the dark and surging tide around the Lingtai at any time.

With a sound of "bang buzz", the crisp sound of breaking caused the swamp-like magic to stop for a while, but it was Lian Wuxia who tried his best to overthrow the piano table with the last trace of clarity.The heavy sound of falling to the ground seemed to have awakened something, and the purple snake on the shoulder curled up uneasily, and then disappeared like quicksand.Lian Wuxia was stunned, knelt down on the ground and groped, finally touched Wen Liang's body with his palm, and hugged it in his arms.

Gong Zixuan was startled by her sudden outburst, seeing her sitting on the ground with her head bowed, her purple hair covering most of her face, she really couldn't tell what mood she was in at the moment: "Elder Sister, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Lian Wuxia just shook her head and moved her body, as if she wanted to stand up, but the next moment, she laughed silently and wildly, and swung the piano in her arms high, smashing it into two pieces.

Accompanied by the blunt sound of wood cracking, there are also fine splashes of sawdust, rough cuts across the skin, warm and greasy blood flowing down the cheeks, with a subtle but sharp pain, just like just now, she is the most sensitive these days With strong ears, he heard the news reported by the little maid outside the door to Jin Zhanzhan.

Su Zhenzhen asked King Zhonglie for a verdict, and competed with the pharmacist Mu Shaoai in lightness kungfu, but lost, leaving the Liuli Wonderland.

What a "cloud hidden in the rivers and lakes, I don't know where to go"!

Yu Su is true, even if she doesn't know his content or see him, she still remembers his voice and every word he said. These days, she has been relying on chewing over and over again the few sentences he talked with Supporting her life like a dying lamp, that is the only false sweetness she can recall.

"Qingxiang Bailiansu really wants to see Lian Changsheng, the first disciple of Pingshan. I wonder if Taoist Lian can take the time to meet?" This was the first sentence he said during the first meeting.

She doesn't want to join hands for a lifetime, doesn't want a status, and doesn't even want to see each other from time to time.She is a crippled person who is wandering in the devil's realm and dying, what more can she brazenly ask for?But if he retired so resolutely, wouldn't he even give her a chance to hear his voice again?

Everyone in the world has love, and it is love, but when it comes to her, it is better to say it is love.

The silence of the surrounding walls made Gong Zixuan feel like the rain was about to come, she almost subconsciously drew more than a dozen magic-suppressing charms in the air and bounced them towards the doors and windows.

The phantom of the sea of ​​snakes like a storm drowned her.

Nine peaks and lotuses, the wind and snow are silent.Sitting upright with dead bones, facing a pool of clear waves alone, the ink lotus pavilion, without vines or branches, seems to be sitting opposite the bones of a monk, comprehending the metaphysical principles of reincarnation in the world.However, in the pupils of the monster Lengjin, if there is no secret of metamorphosis, what deserves his attention is the Zhu Yan Demon Sword inserted behind Mo Lian and tightly bound under heavy cloth.

"Changed into this form, you have been polluted by the golden Buddha's energy, Zhu Yan." A half-smile, half-sarcasm voice echoed in the cave, like a golden stone thrown to the ground.The monster in white clothes and red shoes stood with his hands behind his back, with a frivolous expression on his face and a faint smile of interest.

"Who is the master of your heart?" he asked.

"Is your aura a Buddha or a demon?"

"Do you want to return to the battlefield or to the dust?"

No one answered, only the sword light jumping like waves, which was pure and holy at the beginning of the red gold color, but under the guidance of the monster's words, it turned into a bloodthirsty scarlet.

"You are a sword with life and spirituality. The Buddha and the devil can only choose one side." Deep in the boy's smile, there is a cold color called satisfaction and arrogance. Sword Feng Zen."

The lingering sound is gentle, blending with the wind and snow outside the cave, it is desolate and vast, and the vault is deep and endless, just like the phantom sound of uncertain fate.

It has been ten days since Lian Wuxia was sealed by Gong Zixuan into the magic-sealing formation. Once the formation is opened, no one can enter unless he has the talisman to open the formation. People in the formation can easily leave, but the premise is that they can only be "people".With the appearance of Lian Wuxia haunted by inner demons, he was firmly restrained by the magic circle.The daily food and water were delivered by Gong Zixuan himself, and Jin Zhanzhan and Ebishou were not allowed to step in because of their lack of cultivation.Jin Bazhen came back to visit after receiving her daughter's summons, and left after sighing for a while.Gong Zixuan said that she left a message before leaving, saying that she would go to various factions in the rivers and lakes to find spiritual objects that can calm the demons, so that Lian Wuxia must take care of her and wait for her to come back.

Lian Wuxia couldn't hear a single word of these things, and she was already immersed in terrible anger.The quiet and gentle woman in the past disappeared, and she began to be cloudy, moody, and irritable. One moment she was smiling at Gong Zixuan, and the next moment she was able to smash her out of the door with an inkstone. Feeling extremely regretful, she lay down between the clothes and quilts and wept silently.

Her condition afflicted those around her, and the pain of those around her exacerbated her pain.In essence, Lian Wuxia was never willing to cause trouble for anyone, especially those who she cared about and cared about herself. However, she couldn't control her emotions at all, and was tormented by disordered emotions all day long. Occasionally she woke up, But it can only be doubly horrified after realizing what he has done before.

How did I become such an ugly face?

she questioned herself.However, this rare sobriety didn't last long. After a while, she felt that the pillow beside her face was suffocating her breathing. Without any hesitation, she pushed the pillow and quilt out of bed.The expected sound of the cloth falling to the ground did not sound, but was replaced by a woman's soft and slightly sad voice: "If you are angry, I will send it out, don't trample Lingluo."

The one standing there is not the Second Junior Sister!

Lian Wuxia quickly retracted to the foot of the bed and held her breath.The woman was startled by her reaction, seeing her not moving for a long time, she mistakenly thought that she had fallen asleep, so she picked up the quilt and quietly tried to wrap her around her.Lian Wuxia suddenly struck out with a palm, the woman was very fast, she dodged sideways, rolled up the quilt in her hand, and locked Lian Wuxia inside, the palm hit her abdomen hard through the quilt, and the latter He groaned in pain: "Master Lian, can't you hear my voice?"

Lian Wuxia struggled hard.

While wrestling with her with grappling kung fu, the woman hurriedly said: "When Riyue Wubo was still a blind person, she accidentally fell down because of her daughter's begging to see her benefactor. Take it, and send me to the health care center for eye treatment!"

Have you ever done such a thing yourself?Lian Wuxia spent a flick of his fingers thinking about it, but to no avail, and became more vigilant in his heart.The woman couldn't wait for her response, so she smiled wryly: "Yes, they said that the Taoist priest can't remember many things." After a moment of silence, she introduced herself again, "The concubine has no waves, and the Taoist priest Gong Zixuan If I have something to go out, I will take care of Daoist Lian from now on."

What's wrong with Second Junior Sister?What kind of things would make her abandon her and leave without even notifying her?

"I just received the news that the Zhonglie King Hu Junqing was killed by the killer of the Northern Territory, Butterfly Jun. The murderer has now disappeared. The palace priest said that the Zhonglie King had a kindness for her, and this revenge must be avenged..."

Obviously it was a name he had never heard before, but when the word "Mr. Butterfly" came to his ears, Lian Wuxia still felt his heartbeat stop for two beats.Seeing her struggling strength gradually lose, Yue Wubo continued to speak out of inexplicable eagerness, "Mr. Butterfly, don't you remember the name of the Taoist priest? He is in the Northern Territory alongside benefactor Jianxie and Renxie." The people of the three legends of swords!"

Lian Wuxia suddenly lost his mind like a drop of water sinking into the ancient well without waves. Two figures emerged from the depths of his mind indistinctly, accompanied by the gurgling sound of boiling tea, the moon shadow leaking from the plum blossom tip, and the clouds in the lotus pond in midsummer. Light.She wanted to see more clearly, but the two of them walked further and further away with all the light and color, leaving only boundless ink white.

"what--"

Have you ever heard the voice of a mute screaming?Like the torn splendor, the blood from the cuckoo's cries.Lian Wuxia had a splitting headache, her hands and feet struggled in extreme pain, Yue Wubo didn't hold her down, she hugged her head and slammed it against the wall forcefully.One after another, the blood quickly overflowed, but she didn't seem to feel any pain, Yue Wubo seemed to be trying to comfort her, but she couldn't hear it, she just wanted to open something sealed by memory in this rough way.

Yue Wubo was anxious and at a loss.Gong Zixuan had indeed confessed before leaving that once Lian Wuxia went crazy, it would be quite scary, but with her kung fu, it is not difficult to deal with it, but how can she suppress Lian Wuxia's current situation!Looking for someone to help?No, although Lian Wuxia has lost her cultivation base, her natural power doubles when she is insane. Attracting Jianlian Wuxia, it's hard to guarantee that she won't be confused by the magic around her.If you don't ask someone to help, do you want to watch her beat yourself to death like this?

When he was in a dilemma, suddenly a mysterious shadow pierced through the magic circle and entered.

That day, Lian Wuxia almost didn't kill herself, but in the dizziness of the chaos of the world, there seemed to be a clear stream pouring into the altar, and the fragrance of lotus blossoms wafted through her nose, but she didn't know if it was an illusion .

She wept.

The author has something to say: Thank you Qiyu and Xianliang for their landmines