no signs of spirituality

The Nixia Road has been attacked by thunder and rain for most of the day, but most of the ghosts in the Nixia Road don't know the meaning of the thunder and catastrophe. They only think that the spring thunder is coming.After surviving a torrential rain with the doors closed, the clouds cleared and the sun rose again, the smoky wind blew across the face, and the sea of ​​mud receded slowly, and the ghosts came out, and the neighbors clasped their hands to each other, saying hello to spring.

The few who knew the whole story, such as the mud monk, hurriedly climbed to the sword mark, and saw Xie Lingzheng sleeping on the stone alone, half of the sword mark was burnt away, and the scarlet cassock was covered in tatters and mottled on his body. There were a lot of faint bloodstains on the bar, and even more bloodstains and tears fell on Qingjun's face, looking quite embarrassed.

The mud monk rushed to help his prospective son-in-law up. After careful inspection, he was amazed that the most serious injury on this man's body was the pair of eye sockets swollen from crying.

He scribbled off his outer robe and wrapped it around Xie Lingzheng's body, while he stretched out his hand towards the sword mark, the frost formed on his fingertips, and it dissipated in a moment.Joyful and frightened in his heart, he slammed the broken Zen staff into the rough rocks. After a loud clang, the mud, rocks and soil covered with sword curses collapsed, and everything scattered in all directions. The next moment, the rushing The river poured down from the top, and at this moment it really became a giant waterfall like the Milky Way falling into the sky, filling the drizzling canals into a river, and pouring gourds of river water on the bald monk.

The mud monk was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, Yang Tian shouted three times, then remembered to dig out Xie Lingzheng who was almost submerged in water, shook his shoulder vigorously, and shouted to himself: " My brother! I really have you! Now you can’t be my son-in-law, when you wake up, why don’t I adopt you as a son-in-law, or we two become brothers, it’s fine, it’s fine!”

But Xie Lingzheng didn't respond to him, the benefactor of the mud road still frowned and fell asleep, the handful of grass seeds he was holding was washed away by the water, and floated on the water, like a boat with ups and downs.

On the cloudy and misty Yingtai Mountain, you can't hear the joy and feast in the muddy road thousands of meters down.

81 thunderstorms fell on Nixia Road in less than half a day, while Immortal Yingtai fell into a coma for more than a hundred days.

When Xiao Wuyin woke up, he was lying in the cold and clean Yuntai Palace like a snow cave. It was the end of spring and summer solstice, so he was only covered with a thin quilt, and his snow-colored hair fell down due to his movements. Other than that, the surrounding area was quiet and completely silent.

He lowered his eyes and wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound. The scar on his back was still burning and painful. Ever since he drew the fairy bone, the weapon spell could not be erased on this fairy body. It is obvious that he can no longer be the No. 1 in the pure and pure fairy world.

After a moment of silence, he tried to sit up while leaning against the edge of the bed, when he heard a cry from the door: "Master is awake!"

Xiao Wuyin looked up, and saw Mu Lingxi in a bright red outfit standing at the door, her braids tied up high, her almond eyes slightly staring at herself, a pair of riding boots with red hair and flowers took a step forward, and then quickly Withdrew and asked: "Master! Can Lingxi come in?"

Xiao Wuyin couldn't make a sound, so he nodded.

Mu Lingxi hurried in, knelt down on one knee beside the bed, and said anxiously: "When did the master wake up? Lingxi is not here, but there is no one to take care of him? Does the injury on your back still hurt? Lingxi changed your medicine and went ?”

She asked a series of questions, and the always quiet Yingtai Immortal frowned slightly, but he didn't take her kindness back, and just made a silent gesture.

Mu Lingxi hurriedly covered her lips, revealing her eyes, as if she couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Master, is it inconvenient for you to speak?"

Xiao Wuyin nodded.

Mu Lingxi tentatively asked: "Then I will change your medicine?"

Xiao Wuyin didn't answer, and suddenly stretched out his pale and slender fingers, and picked up a pink peach blossom from Mu Lingxi's shoulder.

Mu Lingxi's cheeks flushed, and she said embarrassingly: "Lingxi, Lingxi didn't expect you to wake up, I went to the lower realm to play for a while..."

Xiao Wuyin came to a sudden, he was seriously injured, his senses were a little dull, and when Mu Lingxi mentioned it, he became aware of the smoke and fire blowing towards his face.

He lightly tapped the surface of the bed, motioning for Mu Lingxi to look over, and then wrote the word "sign" on the edge of the bed stroke by stroke.

Maybe it was because of the weakness in the illness, or maybe it was entrusted with a different kind of connotation. He wrote this character very slowly and neatly, as if a ball of fire was stuck in his fingertips. Every time he wrote, he added a bit of heat burning intent.Mu Lingxi blinked her eyes, she was used to Xiao Wuyin's continuous writing, she reacted for a while before realizing the meaning, and hurriedly said: "Ask Senior Brother, Senior Brother's injury has healed up long ago, today he still brought I went to see the newly built Asking Dragon Altar, although the flying... that tree is quite unsightly, but the scenery there is really good, if the master sees it, maybe he will like it too."

Xiao Wuyin shook his head, then spoke suddenly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "When did I return to Mount Yingtai?"

Mu Lingxi hurriedly poured a cup of tea and handed it over, explaining: "About a hundred years ago. At that time, the thunder came, and Yingtai Mountain was also involved a little bit. The Law Enforcing Master came to the secret order, saying that the snow marks will be broken. The evil spirits invaded Yingtai Mountain, and ordered the formation of the mountain guard to isolate all filth and evil. Therefore, after the senior brother carried his master to the foot of the mountain, he could not enter the mountain no matter what. In desperation, he summoned Bixiao with grass seeds and ordered him to The master returned to the Yuntai Hall, so that he could use the spiritual power of Mount Yingtai to recuperate. However, the senior brother himself was restricted by the ghost body and could not go to the mountain to take care of the master, so I went to the lower realm to meet him every few days. Tell him that Master is well, and he can rest assured."

"Thank you." Xiao Wuyin replied slowly, her voice still hoarse, "How is he these days?"

"It's not very good, and it's not bad." Mu Lingxi said, "That day I heard Bi Xiao calling, and when I went down the mountain to see him, I saw that although he was in a state of distress, he was not injured at all. In the next few days, I will go down to the realm Looking at him, he is not sick or in pain, and he is not very sad, but he looks very tired, and he may recover after a few days of rest."

Xiao Wuyin moved his lips slightly, originally wanting Mu Lingxi to bring down some elixir and fairy grass, but worried that the things from the fairy family would not be good for Xie Lingzheng, so he turned around and said: "Zheng'er buried a few jars of wine before Luohuazhu, you go Take it out and send it to him next time."

"Brother, he drank up that jar of wine when he came back last time, and I got it for him." Mu Lingxi pouted, "And he doesn't have time to drink now, the demons and ghosts in the mud have moved out, and many things have happened. Ask him to work hard. If the crooked devil is doing harm to the world, people's lives will be spread on his head, and he has to bear the burden. He just told me with a sour face that the pain in his throat is so bad that he can't wait to drink A night's sleep in the pool will make you happy."

Xiao Wuyin was stunned upon hearing this: "Is he not happy?"

Mu Lingxi smiled and said: "But it's not true, Shizun also knows that senior brother is like a fish, as long as there is running water to wash him, he can always swim. There is nothing in this world that he really can't live without. Whether it's wine or sword, if he is tired, he can stand still after a short rest, and he can be happy wherever he is."

Xiao Wuyin was a little lost.

Mu Lingxi seemed to realize that he was wrong, she stopped her mouth for a while, and heard him say in a hoarse voice: "You are right, but I understand him but I am not as good as you."

Mu Lingxi was shocked, and hurriedly said: "How come, the master and the senior brother are so close, how can they not understand, but the senior brother always restrains himself in front of the master, the master can't see his innocence. It's just a rotten appearance that doesn't let go of the waves all the time."

But Xiao Wuyin didn't answer any more, only said: "Zheng'er needs to be famous if he wants to restrain the ghosts. His hands are weak, and his sword and spell skills are not as good as before. It is inevitable that he will not be able to do what he wants. I can't worry about it. Lingxi, you next time When you go down, take Zhanxue to him and hang it in the mansion to show your majesty."

After he said these words, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and blood was seen on his lips. Mu Lingxi was startled, and hurriedly wiped it with an embroidered handkerchief. It is also a peach blossom.

He didn't know why he was slightly unhappy, so he brushed away the blood and said, "Go down."

Mu Lingxi only said that he wanted to rest, hurriedly said yes, and before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and asked him: "Master, senior brother and I caught two colorful spirit carps in Feilongchuan. Although they are monsters, they are not infected with evil spirits. I, I Can it be raised in Yingtai Mountain?"

Mu Lingxi didn't get what he wanted in the end, and the two colorful spirit carp were kept in Xiao Wuyin's Yuntai Hall.

For some reason, the Immortal Yingtai began to embezzle things from his disciples, and even dispatched craftsmen to dig a white jade pond in the inner hall of Yuntai, cultivated lotus flowers with water, decorated them with fine sand and pebbles, and made the two colorful ponds Put the small fish in it and feed on the stamens of lotus root.

After he woke up, it took another four or five days before he could go to the ground, and after another two or three days, he was able to walk slowly indoors.

81 Heavenly Thunder Tribulation finally hurt the foundation of Immortal Yingtai. His dilapidated body is now unable to support himself. He needs to borrow the spiritual energy accumulated in Yingtai Mountain to move freely. I couldn't see Xie Lingzheng again, so I could only lean against the jade railing and sit by the pool, while feeding the fish in the pool, listening to Mu Lingxi, like a chirping bird, telling him what good news came from the lower world.

Xie Lingzheng rebuilt the Ten Mansions of the Ghost Dao, carved the Seven Laws and Ten Precepts on Suoshipo with the edge of the snow-cutting sword, and stood the snow blade in front of the slope; , Build buildings, set up a hundred businesses, manage various industries, inscribe the elegant name of the wine shop to make it famous; Xie Lingzheng sets up delicacies, holds banquets, invites talented people to be friends, gets drunk on the bright moon and long wind, and breaks peach branches to comfort relatives and friends.

Just as Mu Lingxi said, there are few things in the world that can really restrain him and make him unhappy. What makes him wanton is not his body, but his state of mind. He is not the two swimming fish in the jade pond of Yuntai Palace. Despite all the troubles, he can still live a chic and comfortable life, a full "Xie Lingzheng".

But Immortal Lord Yingtai had no choice but to listen, he couldn't see it, he couldn't see it, or maybe he had never seen it.Even if the Xie Lingzheng in his eyes is reckless and happy, he will definitely not be so sharp, not to mention that when Xie Lingzheng looked at him in the past, there was always a cautious treasure in his eyes, as if he was afraid of piercing a certain layer of invisible paper. Even the kiss without permission is gentle and light.

Xiao Wuyin is sweet because of this, and suffers from stagnation because of this. His body's perception has become more and more dull due to the pain, making it difficult for him to sit behind a curtain and listen to a thousand meters away, but his heart sounds become clearer and clearer, even loud enough to make it noisy ——The few ounces of flesh and blood in his chest can not only hear, but also see and smell. He often senses the sweetness of peach blossoms and tastes the color of peach blossoms in his sleep. In fact, peach blossoms have never had such a smell, nor have they been so gorgeous , but it is able to smell, see, and be happy because of it, pain because of it, and itch because of it.

It is not the first time that Yingtai Immortal has felt joy and pain. He has shown his face and been injured, but he has never felt itching. The feeling of scratching his heart and liver is like willow catkins brushing his heart, which is fleeting. , out of reach.This feeling was even stronger after hearing Mu Lingxi's unintentional intimacy, he suppressed his mouth, and did not say the command "do not go down to the world in the future".

He couldn't say it, he could only hear Xie Lingzheng's voice and see Xie Lingzheng's figure in this way, he is not bound by a poisonous oath now, but he is also the only person in the world who can't see Xie Lingzheng.

Time rotates, and to immortals, every year is vain, and a year is as swift as an arrow.

Xiao Wuyin was able to walk in the mountains without support when winter entered. Although the wound on his back hadn't healed yet, he was used to the burning pain, so he no longer felt unbearable.

On the day of the winter solstice, a distinguished but unwelcome guest came to Mount Yingtai.

When Law Enforcement Zun saw Xiao Wuyin, he was sitting under a withered pine tree. The snow-clothed and white-haired immortal was drinking tea with his eyes downcast, holding a brocade bag in his hand, while Bi Xiao was standing on one side, with a long and soft neck. Putting it on the immortal body, let him follow the ink-colored wings with one hand.

"Wu Yin is so elegant." Hong Xiao's smile lines showed, but he didn't get a look.

Xiao Wuyin ignored him as before. Since the day Xie Lingzheng committed suicide a hundred years ago, he has never put the immortal in front of him in sight.

Hong Xiao's smile didn't change, but he glanced at the brocade bag in Xiao Wuyin's hand, and said: "You still keep this thing? When Bi Xiao carried you back that day, I saw this dirty brocade bag in your arms. I also said that some traitor made a joke on you, so I just threw it aside, I didn't expect it to be useful to you. If you are angry, I will apologize here."

Xiao Wuyin frowned, and asked suddenly: "Did you deploy the mountain protection formation to kill me, or to imprison me?"

"Wuyin was joking." Law Enforcement Zun said, "At the beginning I said that you are the root of my immortal family, and it is still the same now. Even if Bi Xiao didn't pick you up that day, I would send someone to the lower realm to look for you, never Let you lose your life for nothing.”

"In that case, it's to imprison me." Xiao Wuyin nodded and said, "The spiritual power of the four directions is confined here, and I will not be able to live anymore if I leave Yingtai Mountain."

"That's not the case." Hong Xiao shook his head, "The mountain protection array can help you heal faster, and it can also block evil spirits from crooked ways, so as to prevent you from being confused by them. Silence, once among the three of us , you are the quietest, and you are the least afraid of being pure and quiet, and living in seclusion. What's more, you once said that there is nothing in the world, but the immortal life is long. I have understood over the years that your Taoism has fallen into a bottleneck. To prove the Dao, you deserve to suffer this calamity and this pain, but now that the calamity has been experienced and the pain has been endured, you can always return to the old position and recuperate with peace of mind. Immortal Monarch Yingtai, calamity cannot harm his body, and worldly fate cannot disturb his heart, if you come like this, wouldn’t you have the best of both worlds?"

However, Xiao Wuyin only ignored it, and said after a while: "You mean, do you want to confine me for a hundred years or a thousand years?"

Law Enforcement Venerable said bluntly: "It depends on when the curse of the five elders disappears. If it is a hundred years, then it will be a hundred years; if it is a thousand years, then it will be a thousand years."

Xiao Wuyin suddenly raised his head to meet his eyes, his eyes were as cold as a sharp edge, but not evil, the Law Enforcer did not shy away from it, and looked back at him coldly, without flinching, he even smiled and said: "Heavenly thunder disappears, Wu Yin's eyes are much gentler than before, but the scar won't go away, it hurt the face of Immortal Yingtai, it's really not good, I will find some medicine sometime, maybe it will be useful to you."

In Hong Xiao's capacity, saying such words has the meaning of humiliating and laughing.Xiao Wuyin turned a deaf ear, lowered his eyes, lightly tapped Bi Xiao with his knuckles, Bi Xiao let out a clear whistle, and suddenly stepped forward to peck the Law Enforcer's eyes with his sharp beak.

The Law Enforcer dodged away, but still had a smile on his face. He slowly took out a delicately framed scroll from his sleeve, flung it lightly in front of Xiao Wuyin, and said, "Xie Lingzheng has done a decent job of restraining the ghosts now. Yes, but if things go on like this, no matter how good a child is, he will inevitably be deceived and corrupted by evil spirits. If you are a just and strict teacher, that's all. It's not necessarily bad to be restricted by the lower realm, but Xiao Wuyin, you know your own temper , I’m just afraid that one day Xie Lingzheng will be beside your pillow and say that he wants to imitate that ghost Taoist and hit the Heavenly Court, and the next day that Zhanxue will be on my neck.”

Xiao Wuyin said coldly: "You shouldn't have insulted Lingzheng."

"Of course I don't understand Xie Lingzheng. I just think that this is the best solution for both worlds." Hong Xiao shook his head and clicked on the file on the table. Just like me, today I bring you the file of the "Chen Xiuxiang Case" to remind you of the past state of mind, return to the right path, and stop being obsessed with obsession. You should know that the five-tone disturbance will not last long, and the ruthless way of immortality is eternal way."

After saying that, he left in a huff, just like when he came, no one greeted him, no one looked at him, and disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

After Xiao Wuyin waited for him to leave for a long time, he picked up the case file on the table, but did not open it.

He naturally knew what was written in the case file. What Hong Xiao said was true. For people in the immortal way, there is not much difference between the past hundred years and yesterday's events.

He still remembered that night when he carried Xie Lingzheng into the Tongtian Bamboo House, Xie Lingzheng leaned over to thank his teacher, and grabbed his sleeve, trying to put the family-seeking stone into his hand, but he was eager to take the fairy bone to heal his wounds, Pushed those fashionable and fiery hands.

He remembered that in order to save Xie Lingzheng's life and cause him to walk on the right path of immortality, he asked the Law Enforcement Venerable to erase Xie Lingzheng's memory, and vowed to never see him again.

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

He realized that he had inserted a sharp knife full of barbs in his heart at that time, but Immortal Yingtai was never afraid of pain, so when the sharp knife entered his body, he lied to himself that he was ignorant and that everything was fine, but now Looking back and thinking about it, he wanted to pull out the knife forcefully, causing the thousands of barbs to tear apart his flesh and blood, and pull a huge, leaking wound between his internal organs.

He is still not afraid of pain, but he is subject to the endless emptiness, coldness, and itching when the wound heals. The itching is usually uncontrollable, scratching will make it bleed, only when he smells the fragrance of peach blossoms Only in this way can he fall into an unspeakable intoxication like a drunkard who has drunk wine.

How could it be possible to never see each other?

He asked himself, if you don't see each other for a day, your heart will itch, how dare you swear that you will never see each other again?

Xiao Wuyin stood up suddenly, overturning the cases in front of him to the ground, he made a trick with the little immortal power left, and ignited a cluster of small flames at his fingertips.

He put the case file densely covered with handwriting on the fire, but the record book used by the Law Enforcement Immortal Venerable was unusual. The faint candle flame did not hurt the slightest bit, and the writing on it was still flickering in the flames. Flashes non-stop.

"...Yingtai Xianjun pleaded for the life of the criminal Xie Lingzheng, and vowed to 'see you forever' in exchange for his training and marrow. The journey of immortality continues..."

"...Take the oath of 'I will never see you again' in exchange for refining his tendons and washing his marrow, and the journey of immortality continues..."

"...the oath of 'I will never see you again'..."

Xiao Wuyin coughed out a mouthful of blood, the flames on her fingertips dissipated, and the file was intact as before.

He leaned back to the side of the dead wood, closed his eyes, and threw the paper scroll in his hand aside, suddenly he understood the puzzlement and pain in his eyes on the day Xie Lingzheng committed suicide.

This is the evil fruit of his own hands.