After the global recovery I crossed

When Yu Buzhe was born, it had rained for three consecutive days in Linchao, but when he opened his eyes, the dark clouds disappeared.

The majestic sun shines through the windows of the small Taoist temple, reflecting in his uncomprehending eyes, and the golden light flows between his slender and soft eyelashes, making this baby who does not cry after birth look like a fairy boy from heaven.

However, the vast expanse of light in the sky has nothing to do with him, it is not a vision he was born with.

His father, an old Taoist priest, excitedly carried him to the outside of the temple, and a misty mist rose from the high and low temples and Taoist temples within ten miles, congratulating the finally sunny day.In the market in the distance, there are children running and playing and adults chatting.

Yu Buzhe's eyes did not turn to the mortal world, he raised his head and saw the fairy in the cloud.

A group of immortals picked up the sunshine for several miles under the rays of the sun, occasionally scanning the world below with eyes like a deep pool.

This scene condensed into a never-fading light in Yu Buzhe's eyes.

It was like a revelation from heaven, making him feel that there are immortals in this world.

"Zhengqingmen is worthy of being the head of Taoism. People in the gate will ask for rain to stop rain. Even with the help of the Dragon King, it is beyond our reach." The old Taoist sighed and pondered slightly, "You were born at this time, Tian Yun If you don’t cover it, it’s better to call it not cover it!”

Yu Buzhe has shown his talent since he was born. He has a photographic memory, and he remembers things at an age when he doesn't remember them. He is extremely intelligent. When he was seven years old, he read all the classics in the small Taoist temple. He never Play around and have ideas in your mind.

"The way of heaven, the extreme is reversed, and the surplus is the loss." He read this sentence softly, raised his head, and looked at his parents who were looking at him tenderly.

He closed the book and swung it forward.

The pages of the book were flipped, and he walked past his parents.

"I want to become a fairy!"

Yu Buzhe, who was still only eight years old, walked around from behind the cigarette-burning stove to the front of the stove, and made an ambitious wish that was too far away for him at this time.

Then he raised his foot and lowered it again. When the soles of his feet were covered with green mud, he had already entered the Tao.

He read the classics at the age of seven and entered Taoism at the age of eight. He is a genius in Taoism.

Knowing that his talent is precious, his parents naturally wouldn't confine him to a small courtyard, so he embarked on the road of traveling and seeking the way at a young age.

He spent four full years and finally entered the capital at the age of 12.

At this time, he was finally not as calm and sensible as at home, but with a little youthful spirit.

When teenagers are ambitious, they will fight.

On a road full of stone slabs in the capital, he killed someone for the first time.

Opposite is a big family in Wangduli, which is said to be somewhat related to the royal family.He recklessly picked up the intricate threads in the capital with his immature fingers, and even broke one of them.

This is unbelievable, he was able to kill the man with the guard only because he was 14 years old - a great mage.

Who would have thought that there would be such a genius, an ordinary 20-year-old mage is already worthy of praise.And who would have thought that there would be such a stunned young man who would kill if he said he would kill.

When Zhenren's furious blow came quickly, he covered his ears.

He frowned tightly, as if the real person's stern voice was too harsh for him.

laugh!

The real person's attack was countless sharp small swords, flying down like arrow feathers, and the servant following Yu Buzhe was cut in half without saying a word.

Lin Xingtao walked to his side and covered his ears.

He heard the distorted panting of the stone lion in front of the mansion, the trembling and shouting of the flagpole in the wind, the crackling sound of the servant's blood flowing, the clanging music of countless small swords colliding, and the trilling sound at the corner of the street. The laughter of the little girl holding Grandpa's hand.

He heard Yu Buzhe's heartbeat from fast and violent to calm and slow.

And a sigh of almost pity from heaven and earth.

Finally, he heard Yu Buzhe say, "That's all."

As a result, all the small swords stayed in mid-air, making a stagnant and sharp sound like scratching with fingernails.

Afterwards, those little swords all flew towards the way they came, piercing a real person who was casting spells in the air.

In the previous year, there was a sword rain in the capital, and a playboy, a servant, and a real person died.

And the culprit of everything is a young man from a certain small Taoist temple on a certain mountain.

Lin Xingtao bent down and saw a stream of blood slowly flowing down Yu Buzhe's pale cheek.

Yu Buzhe wiped away the bloodstains, stood up, and became the youngest real person in Linchao.

He became a mage at the age of 12 and a real person at the age of 14.

The path of cultivation was much simpler than he imagined, and the ascetic he imagined was too unbearable, so his expression was a little tired, and the thin blood on his lips made him extraordinarily cold.

And a bit inexplicably dangerous and charming.

The little girl around the corner is clearly attracted to him.

The little girl blushed and asked, "What are you doing in front of my house? Do you want to come to my house to play?"

On the left side of Yu Buzhe is the little girl's home, and there is a word "Ling" on the plaque.

The old man who was leading the girl led him into the mansion, and the Ling family blocked the subsequent temptations for him.

The death of the dude became an introduction for various forces to fish in troubled waters, and the capital was in turmoil for a while.

This turmoil lasted for four years.

Because he killed someone who shouldn't be killed, Yu Buzhi couldn't walk on the streets of Wangdu with a big swagger. What Lin Xingtao didn't expect was that at his age, he would often go to the brothel to drink quietly.

The big event about rebellion was hastily decided amidst the small boats on the river, the singing and drinking, and the harmony of silk and bamboo.

Yu Buzhe showed his talent and helped the Ling family to replace the Ji family, and the Ling family took Yu Buzhe as the national teacher and provided him with a smooth path to immortality.When he said the plan like this, there was a little settled pride on his young and handsome face, while the Ling family on the opposite side was short of breath and their eyes were full of ambition.

In his year, he vaguely sensed the decline of the Taoism in the world, and he often looked at the sky, frowning in silence.At this time, although Yu Buzhe was determined to become a fairy, his surroundings were full of worldly things, power overwhelmed, and beauty attracted.

At the end of the year, a sudden rebellion began.

The Ling family's army is not particularly powerful, and the soldiers and horses of Linchao are not that weak. It's all because of the young man flying in the air.

Celestial Master.

When the palms are lightly closed, someone will turn on their backs, one piece after another.

[When I was your age, I was already a celestial master. ] Lin Xingtao still remembered what Yu Buzhe said to him.

Everyone has their own life, and the first half of Yu Buzhe's life is more dazzling than Lin Xingtao's.

He should be proud, so he broke into the Zhengqing Gate and asked the eighth generation head of the Zhengqing Gate: "Does the Zhengqing Gate know how to become an immortal?"

["I originally thought that the eighth head of the Zhengqing Sect would know the secret of becoming an immortal, but the man said that he would rather die than tell me."]

Since there have been rumors that the Zhengqing sect is the only sect in the world that knows the secret of becoming an immortal, and the patriarch of the Zhengqing sect is an immortal, so when things backfired, Yu Buzhe was surprisingly angry for the first time.

He killed most of the Zhengqing sect, trying to force out the Zhengqing patriarch.

["I wiped out most of the Zhengqing Gate, and only then did I confirm that the Patriarch of the Earth Immortal is no longer there."]

Before, he actually killed very little. Afterwards, he wanted to kill, and people blocked and killed until no one could stop him.

When the blood was all over the ground, he was suddenly taken aback.

Because he found two faces that were deeply etched in his memory, the faces that he thought were fairy faces when he was born.

It turned out that the immortal he thought was just a rat who died in his hands before begging for mercy.

After he understood this, he laughed loudly, manic, restless, self-deprecating, and lonely.

["But just in case, I still left a chance for Zhengqingmen."]

The head of the eighth generation was still alive, so he ran away while he was laughing wildly. When he left, he only brought a small package with him, which contained a copy of "Kanxu Tongming Divine Eye Art".

But other sects are not so lucky.

[A hundred years ago, the orthodoxy of the world was headed by Zhengqingmen, and they all supported the former dynasty.I had no choice but to order those who refused to surrender to be killed. ]

After killing people, Yu Buzhe began to block and kill gods.

It turned out that the Dragon King of Luojiang was not the first god to die under his hands.

The act of killing God seemed to make him feel something about Tiandao, and he felt Tiandao's anger.After all, the Dragon King is a natural god, granted by heaven.But Yu Buzhe would not stop, and even said that he had long thought of angering Tiandao.

Through the massacre, he felt the further decline of Linchao's orthodoxy, and felt the changes in this world, so the plan about the Six Chaos had already taken shape in his mind.

The first chaos, the chaos of the dynasty. [He laughs loudly: "Dalin is still here! How angry the heavens are!"]

The fourth chaos, orthodox chaos. ["Some of the Taoist sects who really searched for Taoism were killed by me, and some of them renounced their own Taoism. It's a pity."]

The fifth chaos, the chaos of theocratic order. ["I, Yu Buzhi, hereby say to heaven and earth: Luojiang is not a river, it is Luoshui River!"]

These three chaos had begun to emerge before he became the national teacher, and when he became the national teacher, the other three chaos followed closely.

The emergence of every level of turmoil will cause the source of heaven and earth-the Dao to tremble, and the way of heaven will be adjusted in time, but Yu Buzhe suppressed the source under the Dao Palace, making the world more and more chaotic for a century.

Only real chaos can cause changes in the world.

"The way of heaven, the extreme is the opposite." Yu Buzhe said with a smile.

At this time, he still looks young, but he has been a national teacher for many years, and he already possesses the charm of always being meaningful when talking and laughing.

On this day, he decided to go home and have a look.

After pinching a few spells, he crossed the mountains and plains, and returned to the small Taoist temple where he was born.On the stone in front of the small Taoist temple, the words "Remaining Immortal Residence" that he wrote when he was young are still there, but there are no immortals or people in the Taoist temple.

Yu Buzhe was immersed in the road to becoming a fairy, and only then did he realize that he had been away from home for decades, and his parents might think he was dead.

Moreover, the parents were just ordinary ascetics, and they also died within a few decades.

He went around to the back mountain and saw a pair of graves.

There are also the high and low temples I saw when I was born, but there is no cigarette smoke, just like this quiet Taoist temple, covered with the vicissitudes of time.

"Only by becoming a fairy can you live forever." He said calmly.

But Lin Xingtao was thinking about what the Dragon King said to him - under the law of heaven, there is only one death.

Time flies, and the road to immortality is fleeting. Yu Buzhe was only born a few years later, and lost the road to becoming a fairy.

Tianshi, 20-year-old national teacher, and then 100 years, nothing has changed.

In fluttering white clothes, he knelt on the top of the mountain and in front of his parents' graves.

Stretch out your hand and wave it in the air, the clouds will clear and the fog will disperse, and you will ask the sky if there are immortals.

He listened to the voice between heaven and earth again. When he stood up, the clouds rolled up and the mountains shook, and a light fell from the sky.

Just like the radiant glow when he was born.

When the light fell on him, he became the light himself.

[He is the last ray of light in this world that has cut off the fairy road.

Like the last mercy of heaven and earth. ]

However, for Yu Buzhe, the mercy of heaven and earth lies in giving him another beam of light.

It is compassion, but also cruelty.

The author has something to say: It's equivalent to Yu Buzhe's side story.

I thought about the flirtatious things I wanted to say for half an hour, and found that I couldn't get flirtatious anymore.

It must have been drained by the previous words.