Peach blossoms on the Kunlun pond

When Cun Xin found Huang Tianhua, he was sitting on the Sacrificial Cliff at the highest point of Qingfeng Mountain, holding a blue-glazed stirrup pot in his hand, staring blankly at the abyss below.Cun Xin stopped a few feet behind him, hesitating whether she should notify him of her arrival, for fear that Tian Hua would jump off the cliff if her voice was raised.The steep mountain wind blew up Cunxin's skirt, and her thin body swayed gently in the wind, as if the wind could throw this dragon girl into the sky.

"I used to think that I would follow my father's wishes, marry you, inherit the throne, have children, and be loyal to the country until I was shrouded in horse leather like the ancestors of the Huang family." Tianhua smiled sadly, his voice faintly visible in the wind,

Cun Xin looked at Tianhua, her heart seemed to be struggling in boiling oil.She and Tianhua had known each other before joining the school, and others made fun of their childhood sweethearts. Even Wu Chengwang and his wife acquiesced in the existence of Cun Xin, and they only said that when Tianhua became crowned, they would immediately ask the concubine Huang to play the role of the king, and sent People go to Xihai to propose marriage.Later, Tianhua recognized Qingxu Dazhenjun as his teacher, and Cun Xin also joined Cihang Daoist's sect. From this, almost everyone believed that this pair of golden boy and jade girl who belonged to the same family would write another story for the world. story.

"Until I met Biyun." Tianhua's broad and powerful palm caressed the round curve of the stirrup pot, and suddenly clasped it tightly, his knuckles glowing white.Cun Xin lowered her head, the first time she heard Tianhua mention the name "Biyun", she already knew that this man was destined to be only her brother.Cun Xin has never longed for a vigorous love. In her heart, the company of two people is the best journey in life.If there is no Biyun, maybe she will follow the wishes of her parents and teachers, hold Tianhua's hand logically, and live a life of respect as a guest.But she saw sparks in Tianhua's eyes, saw a young man with a green body blooming the most beautiful fireworks for his beloved woman, Cun Xin smiled and patted Tianhua on the shoulder, and took off the jade bracelet that Tianhua had given her on her wrist. down, and put it in his hand.

"I went to Tongguan and saved my father. I knelt down in front of him for three days and three nights, just begging him to let me go to the Bone Cave and marry Biyun." Hearing all trembling.He looked at the eldest son who was kneeling on the ground, and knew that this son was as stubborn as a fire, and finally at midnight on the third day, he sighed and said: "Nie Zhan, get up. You go to the Bone Cave, as long as Shiji Empress nods, If you are a father, send someone to propose marriage."

"This jug was given to me by Biyun. She said that a good man can be a hero when he drinks from a big bowl to rejoice in grievances and enmity. In this jug is my father's 30-year-old Qiuyuebai. I wanted to take it with me. Drinking with Biyun, I didn't expect..." Tianhua lowered his head, as if a big hand in his chest was tearing at his heart, which made him tremble in pain, "I never thought that when I arrived at Skull Mountain, the cloud head was still there. Before he landed, Caiyun shouted, saying that Biyun had been shot by an arrow and died." Tianhua shook his hands and covered his eyes, "I wanted revenge, but in the end, the murderer was...but... ...."

Cun Xin knelt down beside Tian Hua, putting a hand on his trembling shoulder.At such a moment, no words can erase the pain in Tianhua's heart, all Cun Xin can do is to accompany him quietly and cry bitterly.

When Cun Xin returned to the thatched cottage, it was mid-moon, she pushed open the firewood door, and before lighting the oil lamp, she saw a person sitting under the window in the dark.Cun Xin was startled, took two steps back, tripped over the medicine roller on the ground, and almost fell down.The man jumped up and grabbed Cun Xin's arm, took her into his arms, and said softly: "It's me."

When Cun Xin looked at it, he saw that the person in front of him was Yang Jian, so he stroked his heart with his hand and said, "Why don't you light up the lamp, I'm scared to death." "I'm afraid I'll disturb Xiuzhu and your master." A cluster of flames jumped up in the "huh", and the room was already full of light in a moment.Seeing that Cun Xin's eyes were red and swollen, he hurriedly asked, "Have you ever cried?"

Cun Xin nodded: "I went to Ziyang Cave to look for Tianhua in the afternoon, but he wasn't there. Later, I found him at Sheshen Cliff on the top of the mountain." Yang Jian sighed, hesitated to speak, and said for a long time: "The wind on Sheshen Cliff is strong, the clothes you wear So thin, be careful to catch a cold."

Cun Xin walked to the tea table and sat down, full of resentment towards Nezha in her heart, and because Yang Jian was here, it was inconvenient to speak, so she forced a smile and said: "It's late at night, I've been exposed to some wind during the day, and I want to rest early , you go back too." Seeing her sad, Yang Jian wanted to comfort her, but after thinking about it, he really had nothing to say, so he nodded and turned around to go.

Yang Jian came here because he had something on his mind.He returned to Jinxia Cave from Chentangguan, but his master was not at home, leaving a room full of bamboo slips and silk scrolls in a mess.Yang Jian shook his head, squatted down and picked up one by one, tidied them up, and placed them on the bookshelf by category.I also saw a Taoist robe thrown on the ground, so I picked it up, folded it, and sent it to the inner room.As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw a roll of bamboo slips spread out on the couch. It was the scroll that Tianzun sent a boy in white to give to Yang Jian that day, and was put away by Immortal Yuding.Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, picked up the bamboo slip, and saw the four seal characters on the title, the dots are bright and soft, but strong, it is "Nine Zhuan Xuan Gong".When the other side looked at it, they only heard footsteps behind them, and Master Yuding had already walked in.

Yang Jian's face turned red, and when he was about to explain, the real person had already seen the bamboo slips in his hand, sighed, "This is the number of days", stared at Yang Jian, and said: "I didn't want you to learn this Taoism, so I put it in It's hidden. Don't think it's a coincidence, but it's still in front of your eyes. No matter what," the real man waved his hand, "take this volume, so that you can study it, and remember not to rush forward." He seemed to want to say something, but held back He turned around and sat on the couch, his eyes closed for a moment.

Yang Jian got the scripture for himself, and read it at night by candlelight.This Taoism is so exquisite that every time Yang Jian reads it and thinks about it, he is so happy when he gets something that he even dances around the room.The ground in the cave was originally uneven, but because Yang Jian held the scroll all day long, some places were polished as smooth as a mirror by him.

This day Yang Jian was sitting upright on the couch, following the formulas of Xuan Gong to cast spells, a set of difficult and complicated formulas was performed without any hindrance.He circulates around the sky according to the formula, the true energy rises from the dantian, travels along the six roots, eight channels and twelve meridians, gathers in the sea of ​​blood, exits the season's ribs, goes down to the belt channel, and the five-color streamer surrounds the body for a circle, like a thousand auspicious qi. The strands are endless.Suddenly, there was a slight dull pain in the place where the true qi was moving. For a moment, the pain was like a dike breaking and a flood flooding the mountains and seas. The pain became more and more acute, as if it was crushing his body with a thousand weights, and it seemed like thousands of ants were gnawing at his primordial spirit.Yang Jian's eyes were full of blood, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore. Before the last sentence of the formula was finished, the formula collapsed and fell unconscious.

In the haze, a person came to the couch, straightened Yang Jian's body, sat opposite him, put his palms on his wrists, and whispered a sentence, which was the last sentence of the Xuan Gong Jue.In the chaos, a powerful mana was poured into Yang Jian's meridians, and he pushed away the complicated qi in his body to look around the blood vessels, and saw that where the mana went, the holy and true auspicious light radiated, and the hot flames receded one after another. Yang Jian suddenly felt like a breeze Washing the heart, it is like a newborn baby in nothingness and tranquility, as if there is heaven and earth in the body, everything can be born, the primordial spirit resides in the immeasurable space, there is no distracting thought in the heart, and it has reached the supreme beauty.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, but saw Master Yuding sitting in meditation in front of him, his face was pale, and his whole body was sweating profusely.Only then did he realize that it was his master who appeared in time to save him, and was about to speak when he saw that real person had slowly got up and staggered towards the inner room.Yang Jian hurriedly followed up, held the real man under his ribs, and helped the master to the couch. When he was about to say something, the real man Yuding had already closed his eyes and fell into a samadhi.Yang Jianming felt guilty, but also knew that his master didn't like him talking, so he knelt down in front of the couch, slapped him three times respectfully, and then he closed the door and came out.

Standing in front of Jinxia Cave and looking far away, Yang Jian felt as if the heavens and the earth were reborn, and all phenomena were renewed. The body, mind, and landscape figures inside and outside were all integrated into his heart, and his limbs and bones were extremely comfortable.Suddenly he felt a person walking behind him, and when he turned around to look, it was a boy in white clothes from Yuxu Palace.The boy bowed to Yang Jian and said, "Senior Brother, Heavenly Venerable is here to invite you."

Since returning from Sheshen Cliff that day, Cun Xin has been exposed to the wind and cold, and she was sick on the couch for three days before she finally recovered.Yang Jian didn't come to look for her, Cun Xin only said that he was annoyed by the fact that he went to Sacrificial Cliff to find Tianhua, so he didn't go to look for Yang Jian, and stayed at home for half a month.This day, I was sitting by the window, when I saw Xiuzhu push the door in and said, "Sister, do you know about the important events in the Golden Cave?"

Cun Xin sneered: "Li Nezha came out of Jinguang Cave, which one is not a big deal?" Xiuzhu walked a few steps forward, poured himself a cup of tea and said, "This time it's not Nezha, but Taiyi Uncle!" Cun Xin was surprised: "What happened to Uncle Taiyi?" Xiu Zhu snorted, "Speak seriously, you can write a book!"

It turned out that after Biyun's death, Empress Shiji went to Chentangguan to find Nezha to avenge, but she was led to the place of Taiyi Immortal in Qianyuan Mountain. The Nine Dragons Divine Fire covered her and burned Empress Shiji to death.Cun Xin's heart is not good, if this matter can be kept a secret, it's fine, if Tianhua finds out, he is annoyed for some reason, so he hurriedly came to Qingfeng Mountain to look for him.

That Huang Tianhua was packing his bags in the room, when he saw Cun Xin looking at him, he rushed up to him and said, "I heard that you are sick? I didn't go to see you because of my busy work a few days ago, but now you are better?" Cun Xin said with a smile: " It doesn't matter to me, seeing you alive and well, I won't worry about anything." She caught a glimpse of the burden in Tianhua's hands, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Master sent me down the mountain to help Xiqi." Seeing that Cun Xin hesitated to speak, Tian Hua said with a faint smile, "I know all about Empress Shiji." Seeing that his expression was normal, Cun Xin was surprised and cautious Asked: "Then you..." Tianhua put down the silver hammer that was being wiped in his hand, and sighed: "Although I am irritable, I have practiced Taoism for many years. When Biyun's incident first came out, I really wanted to kill him." I got Nezha to avenge her. It was only after I was on the mountain these days that I figured out that everything is fate, and it is not determined by people's likes and dislikes."

Hearing this, Cun Xin couldn't help but feel a little sad, just about to speak, only to hear Tianhua say again: "In life, you must enjoy yourself in time. If you have fancy clothes, you should wear them and ride flowers. If you have fine wine, you should drink wine." Get drunk with others, don't regret it when the flowers fade away." There were tears in his eyes: "If I hadn't been so afraid of my father's punishment, I would have asked him to agree to this marriage earlier, maybe... ...." Tianhua couldn't continue, he pressed his lips tightly for a moment, and squeezed out a smile: "Cun Xin, don't learn from me, before you have time."

While talking, I saw Xiuzhu bumping in, panting: "Sister, the fourth princess is here, there is something urgent!" Cun Xin hurriedly returned to Putuo Mountain with her, but saw a beautiful woman in red uniform walking back and forth anxiously in the thatched hut Walking around, it was Ao Tingxin, the fourth princess of the East China Sea.When Ting Xin saw Cun Xin coming back, she took a few steps forward and took her hand. Before she could speak, her cheeks were already full of tears.

Cun Xin was shocked, and hurriedly asked the reason, but Ting Xin choked up and said, "I, my third brother, was killed." Cun Xin's legs gave way and she almost sat on the ground.It turns out that Ao Bing, the Third Prince of the East China Sea, is very close to Cun Xin, even Ting Xin is together, the three of them have walked together since childhood, just like brothers and sisters.Now when I first heard the mourning, I was so shocked that I felt like five thunderbolts.