[Lotus Lantern] Free Sky

"Don't you think this matter went too smoothly?" Xuan Wu has always been cautious, no matter what the situation, he can always keep calm, which is very similar to Yang Jian.

Mortal world, Huashan Notre Dame Temple

In recent years, due to the carelessness of the Three Virgins in temple affairs, the incense has been cut off.Nowadays, the Notre-Dame Temple is rarely visited by people, but there is a soft and melodious pipa tune floating around.The statue of the Virgin Mary in the main hall is still dignified, quiet and kind-hearted, and a woman in white gauze is dancing lightly in the center of the main hall.I saw this woman with dark clouds on her temples, apricot face and peach cheeks, light spring mountains, and delicate willow waist. She really looks like a begonia drunk in the sun, pear blossoms with rain, no less than a nine-day fairy going to Yaochi, and Chang'e leaving Yuque in the moon.The dance is graceful, with one frequency and one foot full of tenderness, and one shake and one turbulent spring soul.The music is melodious, sometimes like a breeze blowing on the face, and sometimes like a nightingale crying.It's just that there is no tenderness on this face, which is obviously very beautiful and soft, and a pair of eyes that are as seductive as grapes soaked in water are full of anger and resentment.The woman in blue gauze playing the pipa next to her didn't seem to have noticed the emotional change of the woman in white gauze. The big black eyes are as fascinating as they can talk.After a song, Bi raised his head and asked: "Sister, sister, the song "Sapphire Case" is good, but this is it" but saw the woman in white gauze still immersed in the pipa tune, her eyes filled with tears.

"Moth snow willow golden strands,

The smile was filled with fragrance.

People look for him thousands of Baidu,

Looking back suddenly, the man was there, in a dimly lit place. "When I read the last sentence, there was only endless mistyness and bitterness in my voice.

More than 3000 years ago, on the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain, a small white fox accidentally fell from the rock and scratched his right limb. The top of Kunlun was constantly blizzarded by snow all year round, and soon the fox was buried by heavy snow.As he was dying, he felt a mass of gentle mana gently lift him up, and then his body was wrapped by a pair of warm and powerful hands. His body warmed up a lot in an instant, and his consciousness began to become clear.It can feel that it is being lifted by these big hands. Although it is very tired, Xuehu still managed to open his eyes a crack, but because of excessive blood loss, the more he tried to see clearly, the vision became more blurred , I just felt that I was lifted up to the forehead by this man, and then gently touched its fluffy little head with my forehead, and suddenly it felt like the whole body was injected with new vitality, infinite vitality.But when it opened its eyes again and wanted to search for that warm breath, it was completely gone, as if that person had never appeared.

More than 2000 years ago, Baixue practiced successfully and became the most prestigious and powerful nine-tailed sky fox of the fox clan.However, it will take time to dissociate from the animal body and ascend to the fairy world.At this time, Yin Zhou, the emperor of the world, wrote obscene poems in Nuwa Palace, and the saint was angry with the three monsters. After ten years of war, Hu Da had already died of killing the immortal with a flying knife.However, the body is dead and the soul is still there, and it is coincident with the once-in-a-thousand-year catastrophe of immortals and demons.Unfortunately, the three demons were robbed and scattered.But I don’t want all of this to be seen through by the third generation disciple Yang Jian Tianyan. Although it was Yang Jian, Wei Hu and Lei Zhenzi who bound Hu Daji, Yushi Pipa Jing and Pheasant Jing to the execution ground, unexpectedly when their souls disappeared, it was Yang Jian again. The déjà vu magic power enveloped their remnants.When it woke up, it was already in Nuwa's palace, but Empress Nuwa only left a book of enlightenment, and said "You must devote yourself to practicing" and went to the ancient realm of nothingness.

Later, Xuehu's cultivation became more and more advanced, and he realized the method of the primordial spirit piercing through the sky.It is not in a hurry to change the fate of the past and make its future brighter, but went to the top of Kunlun more than 3000 years ago.Because it wants to find that warm and reassuring breath.Yes, it found it. The person who held it in his palm and warmed it in the snow was flying above the gods, the man who gathered all the honors in the world—Fuxi.She has never met Fuxi, but the black iron god king's order hanging around her waist shows the unique and noble status of this man.At that moment, it even suspected that it must be the same person who condensed its soul 2000 years ago.Yes, the same celestial eyes, the same warm breath, the same compassionate eyes, the same feeling of peace of mind, the peace of mind makes one's heart ache.It is Fuxi and Yang Jian, two people with different identities, superimposed into one figure. It turned out that I was looking for it, I thought about it for 3000 years, I read it for 3000 years, and the beauty that I cherished for 3000 years has never gone far.

But why, why when it rushed out of the enchantment of Nuwa's palace and wanted to say "thank you" to that person, all the rumors in the demon world were the ending of that person's soul being scattered like that, which made it unacceptable.She really wanted to ask, it was about that person, and she was also asking about this unknown boundlessness, why can't she save herself even though she can save others?Why change the fate of others, but can not control their own?Why didn't you even give me a chance to say "thank you"?You are the king of all spirits, why can't you be your own master?Or maybe this is your mysterious way to dominate all things, but I can't understand it, please teach me how to understand you, please teach me, okay?my great king.I just want to be an ordinary little fox, snuggling in your palm, is my wish too extravagant?So you don't even give me a chance to dance for you?You know that the little fox has imagined dancing in that warm and powerful palm countless times. I just want to be a fox dancing in your palm...just this little wish.Why have you vanished into nothingness when I can see your face clearly?

"If my sister doesn't like it, I'll just stop playing this piece in the future." The woman in blue yarn seemed to understand what the woman in white yarn was thinking.

"Pipa, I like this piece very much. I can't see that these mortals can write such beautiful poems"

"Yes, this Xin Qiji is so talented, I don't know how many times stronger than this Liu Yanchang. Sister Daji, let's not stay here anymore, don't you want to have fun in the mortal world after you have retreated for so long?" Yes, this is retreat For many years, Hu Da has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon and re-transformed into a human form with the jade pipa essence.

"Sister, don't worry, now Liu Yanchang is getting more and more displeased with Sanshengmu. I heard that Sanshengmu has been forced to bind her feet, and she hides in a bamboo house every day to study "The Commandments of Women" and practice female red." He said coldly.

"What is "Women's Commandment"? Why should the feet be wrapped up? Does Sanshengmu have any hidden diseases?"

"Silly sister, our feet are changed according to the size of mortal women. In fact, since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, mortal women have had the rules of binding their feet. When they were five or six years old, they were forcibly twisted and dislocated. They were broken off, and then fixed with cloth for a long time under the supervision of their parents to prevent the feet from growing, so there is a saying of the three-inch golden lotus. There was no bad custom of foot-binding in the Shang Dynasty, so it is impossible for the Three Holy Mothers to bind their feet. If they are bound now, if they want to achieve With the effect of the three-inch golden lotus, I am afraid that the foot will be broken from the middle, and I am afraid that it will really be crippled."

"Sister Daji, don't you feel sorry for the Three Holy Mothers?"

"Hmph, this woman is spoiled by her brother. If she doesn't let her suffer, how will she know that she is wrong? What's more" Daji's eyes showed a look of pain, "Zhenjun can't see it anymore, what else is there to worry about?" !"

Pipa nodded. At this moment, all kinds of tenderness suddenly appeared on Daji's face. Looking outside the first hall, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes and said: "Liu Yanchang is here, sister, watch your mouth carefully" and then walked towards the back hall.

"Girl, Xiaosheng is here to bring you medicine." Liu Yanchang walked in, saw that the main hall was empty and no one was there, so he went straight to the back hall, completely ignoring the difference between men and women.

Da has pretended to come out from the apse, and made a blessing with affectionate eyebrows: "The little girl passed by here, and she didn't want to catch the wind and cold in the sudden heavy rain. Meng Xianggong rescued the little girl and let the little girl stay here for several months, so that she can recover from her illness. Thank you, little girl, for your great kindness and great virtue." As she spoke, Yingying was blessed again.

"Girl, you don't need to be polite." He said to help Su Daji up, but Su Xuji felt a cold wind, and fell into Liu Yanchang's arms as if he was weak. "Miss is so weak, let's take care of her for a few more days." He said and helped the woman in his arms to sit on the bed. (The apse of the Notre Dame Palace was originally the temporary dormitory of the Three Virgins. Liu Yanchang is the husband of the Three Virgins, so he is free to enter and leave.)

The pipa next to her is now in the attire of a maidservant, and she said with a smile: "My lady has learned poetry and books since she was a child, and often makes friends with them. Recently, Mr. Duo Meng made friends with each other through poetry and prose. I don't know what good poems Mr. today brought to me. .”

"This, today's Xiaosheng, this" Liu Yanchang typed up countless drafts along the way, but his mind has been blank for the hug just now, where is there any wet (poetry) to do?

"Pipa, don't be rude." Su Daji pretended to be angry and said.

"In the past, it was all about flowers and plants. Today, let's change the topic and focus on characters." The maid thought for a while, "Well, let's take my young lady as the topic, and ask sir to write a poem." She applauded a few times as she spoke. .

"Girl is rude, sir, please be angry and guilty." Daji made a shy expression, and the room was filled with spring and tenderness.

"It's okay." Liu Yanchang waved his hand boldly, turned around, took a closer look at the shy beauty half lying on the bed, and blurted out very confidently:

"Miss Bai Qingqing,

The three-inch golden lotus is cut like a knife,

If you can marry a scholar,

It must be a virtuous person next to the pillow. "

(To explain, because after getting along for several months, Liu Yanchang learned that this woman's surname was Su, her ancestors were officials for generations, and her family background was clean. Her great-grandfather was Su Shi, a famous writer in this dynasty. Unfortunately, it was a rainy day. There was also a heavy rain on the day Liu Yanchang and Sanshengmu met, and it was that rain that made the two of them bond. So Liu Yanchang thought that this rain was his secret. The matchmaker in the book is God's will.)

Daji and Pipa suppressed their disgust and clapped their hands in praise.After Liu Yanchang left, Pipa shook his head and said, "It's also a lascivious poem. Compared with Liu Yanchang's explicit, sour and vulgar, I'm afraid that even King Zhou of Shang will be defeated. What do you like about Liu Yanchang?"

"Sister, sister, good news" Pipa was about to say something else, when a woman in yellow gauze ran in panting three steps at a time, and saw that this woman's muscles were like auspicious snow, her face was like a morning glow, her begonia was full of charm, her cherry mouth was small, her face was peachy and her cheeks were fragrant. , bright and charming, seductive and moving. "He, he didn't die—"

"What's the matter, flustered?" Daji frowned dissatisfiedly.

"me"

"Come on, Sister Ximei, let's talk after drinking some water." Pipa handed over a glass of water and pushed the Huangsha woman into the chair.Yes, this woman in yellow gauze is Nine-Headed Pheasant Jing, whose pseudonym is Hu Ximei.

Pheasant Jing finally breathed, his eyes were full of joy and said: "Sister, Zhenjun, he is still alive." Seeing that Daji and Pipa were stunned after hearing this, they turned to her with a questioning gaze after a while. She said triumphantly: "I also just heard that there will be a grand handover ceremony for Chanjiao recently, and all the gods and gods who have a reputation have been invited to watch the ceremony. And the new teacher is the true king you have been thinking about day and night. Sir, Yang Jian, Yang Erlang."

"Are you sure?" Daji looked more serious than ever.

"This matter has spread throughout the Three Realms. It's because my sister has been living in Huashan all day that the news has been blocked. If—" He was noncommittal.

Before Pheasant Jing finished speaking, Daji murmured with tears in her eyes: "Lord Zhenjun is still alive", then she wiped away her tears, turned her eyes full of ferociousness, and rushed out of the Palace of the Virgin.Regardless of the call of the two younger sisters behind: "Sister, sister, where are you going?"

(Please automatically imagine the images of the three goblins as Fu Yiwei's version of the list of gods)

Kunlun Wonderland,

Since the opening of the Kunlun enchantment, thousands of immortals have come to court for a while, and they can see Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and arhats in the west at a glance, Avalokitesvara in the south and Antarctica, emperor Chongen in the east, immortals in ten continents and three islands, mysterious spirits in the north pole, and yellow poles in the center. Jiao Daxian, five parties and five elders.There are also Wudou Xingjun, Sanqing, Sidi, Taiyi Tianxian, etc. in the upper cave, Jade Emperor, Jiulei, Haiyue Immortal in the middle cave, Youming leader in the lower cave, Zhushidixian, and all the gods and gods in the palaces and halls. , in groups of three or four gathered together to greet each other, most of them have been cultivated for more than ten thousand years, and very few of them have been counted for thousands of years.Of course, except for the disciples of the two sects, regardless of their cultivation level, they can enter and exit freely.Kunlun Fairy Mountain, which has been lonely for more than 2000 years, has finally regained its due style and unparalleled momentum today.

Amidst the peach blossoms, Yang Jian embraced and wept with a woman in white, "Erlang, Erlang, mother's Erlang" This woman is the newly revived Yaoji.Although Nuwa told Yao Ji repeatedly on the way back to Kunlun, don't be too emotional, lest Yang Jian see the flaws. After all, the person who accompanied Yang Jian this year was not the real Yao Ji. Nu Wa still didn't want Yang Jian to know, because even the best-intentioned deception would inevitably cause harm when it was exposed, so why bother to expose it, let this beauty continue to exist.

"Mother, Erlang is here" For some reason, Yang Jian felt that something was wrong with his mother, but he couldn't think of a reason.When seeing this Yao Ji, unconsciously, Yang Jian's heart was filled with the joy and excitement of reuniting with his relatives after a long absence.how so?Did something major happen after he retreated?It seems that this mother is the mother in my childhood memory, and this is the first reunion after 2000.Yang Jian felt a little confused.No one can dress up a person exactly the same, Yang Jian can be sure that this person in front of him is definitely a real mother, but who was that person before?After all, the feeling of being connected by blood is unmistakable, even the smell on the body is exactly the same, what is going on?He really wanted to open his eyes to find out what happened, but doing so would be too disrespectful to his mother.

Yao Ji had cried enough, she pulled out from Yang Jian's arms, held her son's face as delicate as a jade carving in both hands, and said, "Let the mother take a good look at it" as she said, gently rubbing her fingers on Yang Jian's face, from the forehead From the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the forehead, and then slide from the lips to the jaw and then to the shoulders, and finally focus on the Tianyan hanging, holding the Tianyan hanging in both hands and rubbing it carefully, as if thinking about something.Then wiped away the tears, Yun Shan smiled and said, "Erlang, how long has it been since you took a shower?"

"?????" There is no difference between day and night in the enchantment of Qingyuan Palace, plus he is always confused by the "soothing" fragrance of Master Yuding, Yang Jian now has no sense of time at all. .Maybe three days without washing?five days?Or just washed?right!You obviously just came out of the hot spring pool, right?Looking at his light yellow Taoist robe and the moon white silk sash around his waist, he can tell that he has just bathed.

"Who cut this clothes, it's too fat," he said, looking around Yang Jian. "Come on, take it off quickly, let mother sew it for you again"

"Oh." This was worn during the handover ceremony of the head teacher. Junior sister Jinxia personally tailored the clothes. The two uncles Taiyi and Puxian carefully selected the patterns and styles of the clothes, and the picky uncle Manjusri Guangfu strictly checked them. After several revisions, how could it not fit?What on earth do mothers want to do?Thinking of this, Yang Jian obediently took off his Taoist robe.

Yao Ji took the Taoist robe, and didn't take a second look, but looked at Yang Jian's chest, her eyes seemed to want to see through the thin white shirt, "Underwear is also a bit fat"? , This shirt is not made just now, after wearing it for so long, I don't think it fits well. "Mother, you must be tired just after you came back. I'll help you to rest first." He said that he wanted to help Yao Ji into the house.

"That's fine." Yaoji saw that she couldn't do it, so she had to think of another way.She just wanted to see how well the wound on her son's chest was doing.Although she heard Nuwa Empress say that her son's injury is no longer serious, how could Yao Ji rest assured if she didn't see it with her own eyes?But she can't ask directly, otherwise the fake Yaoji may be exposed.

Yang Jian helped his mother to sit down in his bedroom, then poured a cup of Dahongpao and handed it over. Yaoji took the tea and sniffed it with her nose. She frowned slightly and said, "Did Erlang forget? Mother never drinks strong tea. Tea, and do you know that drinking tea with gold utensils will lose the flavor of tea"

"It's Erlang's carelessness." He took the tea and replaced it with a cup of West Lake Longjing, and the gold cup was replaced with a jade cup. "Now that the season of Grain Rain is over in the world, next year Erlang will pick and plant Longjing by himself and soak it in his mother's drink before the rain."

Sure enough, Yao Ji was quite satisfied with this West Lake Longjing, and began to savor it carefully.And Yang Jian's heart also had a bottom line, and most of the doubts in his heart disappeared.How could Yang Jian not know that his mother didn't like to drink strong tea, how could he not know Yao Ji's preference for jade.I remember that most of the hair ornaments on my mother's head were jade ornaments when I was a child.But Yang Jian is a god who does not allow the slightest doubt in doing things, so it is necessary to give it a try.Yang Jian now has no doubts about the identity of this mother, but before he retreated, who was the person who had the smell of his mother?He could feel the mother's love in that person and the careful care of him in getting along.No matter who that person is, Yang Jian feels that he is useless at this moment.Just now, when Fu Yao Ji walked through the corridor, Yang Jian had unknowingly checked her mother's pulse. Judging from the pulse, Yao Ji's body is still relatively weak now, which should be caused by her resurgence.I have been immersed in the good time of being dependent on my mother this year, is this year an illusion?Why didn't I find out that my mother was not my mother a year ago? I was so careless and unfilial.I didn't know that my mother was still alive in this world, and I made my mother wait in that unknown place for more than 2000 years. I didn't sense the soul of my mother's life. In the end, I didn't even care about the resurrection. It's really useless. son.

Yao Ji was drinking tea, when Yang Jian suddenly knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, startled Yao Ji: "Erlang, what are you doing?"

"Mother, Erlang is not filial. You have been struggling in another world until now, but Erlang is ignorant. Erlang is not worthy to be your son." Yang Jian lowered his head, his words were full of annoyance, loss and self-blame.

"Erlang, get up first." Seeing her son like this, Yao Ji felt distressed.Seeing her son kneeling on the ground and not being able to pull it up no matter how hard she tried, Yao Ji said angrily, "There is gold under the man's knees. Don't you hate kneeling the most? Do you remember what you said?" Kneeling is a sign of dignity A kind of trampling, don't you care now?Mother's Erlang has the capital to look down on the world from the bottom of his heart.

"It was Erlang who was too ignorant at the time. Erlang was unfilial and broke the hearts of his parents, and—" That was Yang Jian's happiest memory, and it was also the corner of his heart that he couldn't touch.Maybe he didn't run out at that time, so his father and brother would not have died, it was all his fault, he killed his father and brother.

"Erlang, it's not your fault, it's God's will." How can Yao Ji not know what Yang Jian didn't finish, she loves her son so much, it's been so long since he still remembers it, it has become a heart disease, "The three worlds are jade God, even if you escaped by chance, where can you escape? Erlang, mother never blamed you, neither did your father and elder brother. Don't blame yourself for everything? Just take your sister Let me tell you, what do you think of her? In her eyes, what she does seems to be right, because even if she does something wrong, you can't bear to blame her, you can only blame yourself for your sister The care of her is not careful enough. Let her gradually lose herself, and at the same time hurt yourself."

"Yes, Mother is right, it's Erlang's fault." Yang Jian wanted to defend Yang Chan, but he didn't know where to start.

"Okay, you get up first"

Yang Jian just straightened up, but didn't get up. He took Yao Ji's hand, raised his face and looked at Yao Ji with a questioning look: "Mother, who saved you. Who is the person who is by Erlang's side these days? "Judging from Yao Ji's performance, Yao Ji must know the origin of that person, otherwise it is impossible for her to be indifferent when she sees this palace.

Seeing that Yang Jian's eyes were so sure, Yao Ji didn't seem to be able to refute it, and then she suddenly realized what it means to "hold on in another world so far", it was clearly a deliberate temptation, and she didn't realize it.It seems that seeing her son really made her so happy that she didn't have any vigilance at all, and he saw through him so quickly.Forget it, now that the situation is up to now, I can only tell the truth, so as not to let the child think wildly.Yao Ji let out a long sigh, and said eloquently: "You should remember that Empress Nuwa has always wanted to accept you as an apprentice, but it's a pity that you don't have the fate of master and apprentice. But in her heart, she may have already regarded you as an apprentice. This One time you hurt yourself all over and wanted to die. At that time, my soul could not be reunited and reborn. In order to save you, the empress had no choice but to change into a mother, trying to rekindle your hope for life. Son, Nuwa The empress did not intend to deceive you, but you are stubborn by nature. At that time, your injuries were not fully healed. Later, she was afraid that you would disregard yourself after knowing the truth, and forcefully help your mother to condense your soul regardless of the consequences. You, this has been hidden from you. You must not blame the empress."

"My child understands. My child will never forget the great kindness of Empress Nuwa." In fact, when Yang Jian was sure that the Yao Ji in front of him was his mother, he had already begun to suspect that the fake Yao Ji might be the mother of the earth, Empress Nuwa.Because there is no goddess in the world who can have the most natural maternal love for everything in the world, only Nuwa Empress, a goddess full of maternal energy.She loves all things, and all things regard her as their mother. No matter who they are, they can see the shadow of their mother in her. This is why Yang Jian didn't easily see the flaws at the beginning.But why did Empress Nuwa suddenly return to the Three Realms?Could it be that there is another big change in the world?

In the clouds above Kunlun, a woman in white and a middle-aged man about 40 years old stood facing the wind, looked down, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that after the injury of the primordial spirit has fully recovered, it has also broken through the nine-turn Xuangong. , making Yang Jian's ability to perceive everything more transparent. He can even detect such subtle changes."The woman who spoke was Empress Nuwa, and the middle-aged man next to her was Daoist Lu Ya who sent Yao Ji back together.

Seeing that Lu Ya just nodded slightly, Nuwa continued: "From Daoist Lord's point of view, if Hongjun appears at this time and the two confront each other, what are the chances of Yang Jian winning?"

"There is still strength within the lily, but it's hard to say outside the lily." I never imagined that Nuwa, who is usually invulnerable, would have such an anxious day. This Fuxi is really Nuwa's nemesis, always affecting her. Touching Nuwa's most fragile nerve.No matter how talented Yang Jian is, he is only a quasi-sage now.If it was only a competition of force, Hongjun usually did not pay attention to martial arts, so he would naturally lose.But compared to mana, Yang Jian is only over 2000 years old after all, and Na Hongjun is an old goblin.Besides the physical quality, Yang Jian was sanctified in the flesh, while Hongjun was born in chaos, a natural saint.Lu Ya sighed and said, "When Yang Jian's mana can compete with you, let's talk."

Nu Wa wanted to say something, but was preempted by another male voice who came out of nowhere. "If you can awaken the memory and magic power of the master's previous life, why can't you deal with a Hongjun?"

The two gods looked at the person who came, but it was——