I plant love Gu for Xianjun

The moon is bright and the autumn is cool.

Unknowingly, more than a month has passed since the final battle in the upper realm.Although the lingering shadow of the war has not yet dissipated, the world is still full of fireworks and life continues.

What's more, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

When the lanterns first come on, in the Bicao Kunyao Building, a banquet is in the final preparations.Being gloomy is not the style of the group of wine swordsmen in Dongxianyuan. The more it is like this, the more inspiring and good things are needed.

There is a saying in the world of self-cultivation in the Central Plains that there are "Three Great Places to Appreciate the Moon".Among them, Dongxianyuan's grand view of "Looking at the Moon by the Mirror Lake" is the No. 1 well-deserved-on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival and when the moon rises, a round of bright moon shadows will also be reflected in the lake.What's even more amazing is that after all the stone lamps on the lake are extinguished, the moonlight will cast many phantom shadows of the moon on the lake surface through the lamp niches, which are both real and illusory, and are too beautiful to behold.

Moreover, this is the first time that the disciples of Dongxianyuan and Xixianyuan have celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

For the witches of Xixianyuan, the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past only meant more complicated and lengthy sacrificial ceremonies, as well as faint melancholy that could not be explained clearly.But starting this year, everything will be very different.

Holding a food box in her hand, Yanying walks briskly between the small islands.On the lake not far from him, the little witches who came to visit with the elder sister of the long witch are sitting behind the young swordsmen of Dongxianyuan, flying low with their swords, and the laughter like silver bells is falling on the lake. Turn into sparkling waves.

The scene in front of her was peaceful and beautiful, but the place Yanying was going to next was not like that.

It was a remote island far away from the main island, and it didn't have any festive atmosphere.There was only one low, gloomy building lit by white paper lanterns.

Yan Ying whispered a few words to the guard at the door, and then walked into the room.This was originally the prison inside Dongxianyuan, with bright lights and order.

Yanying opened the food box in her hand and handed it to the guards in the room for inspection. After finishing, she walked down fifteen or six steps to the prison hidden under the island.

The layout here is somewhat similar to Yun Cang's room for thinking about past mistakes, but the security is more stringent.Imprisonment circles can be seen everywhere on the ceiling and walls of the corridor, and the prison door is even made of thick fine iron.

Yanying walked to the cell at the bottom of the corridor, reached out and knocked lightly on the cell door: "Master, I'm here to see you."

After a long silence in the prison, a faint voice finally came out.

"Why are you here again?"

"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival."

There was a small window under the cell door, and Yanying took out all the things in the food box and sent them in through the small window.There are not too many things, just a few side dishes, moon cakes, and a pot of fine wine made by Dongxianyuan.

The man in the prison opened the jug, and seemed to be taken aback for a moment: "...it's sweet-scented osmanthus."

Yanying nodded: "The sweet-scented osmanthus in Dongxianyuan has almost bloomed, and this year is more lush than previous years."

"Really." The man in the prison seemed to sigh: "Unfortunately, I can't smell it here."

Yanying said: "It's easy to handle. I'll go and break some branches for you."

The man in the prison didn't accept his favor: "I don't want to see you, so don't come here if you have nothing to do in the future."

"Master..."

"Can't you just do something else? Don't keep getting in the way of my cleansing."

After saying this, the people in the prison stopped talking.Knowing that Master was driving him away again, Yanying had no other choice, so she touched her nose and left.

There was a dead silence in the gloomy dungeon again.Shang Wuyong in the prison poured himself a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, but he was not in a hurry to taste it, instead he put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully.

Dongxianyuan's wine has always been the best wine.It's just that the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus entangled with the scent of wine is still not as good as the real scent of flowers.

Once upon a time, in a corner of Weiyang City, there was also such a hillside full of osmanthus trees.Every autumn, the nearby mountain wind blows cinnamon into Weiyang Pagoda...

He sighed lightly, letting his thoughts return to the glass of wine in front of him.

At this time, he suddenly felt a faint fragrance of flowers coming from the quiet corridor outside the prison.

That is the real sweet-scented osmanthus, approaching quietly.

Shang Wuyong took a deep breath of this refreshing floral fragrance, and a long-lost smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

He only heard him whisper: "Thank you for coming to see me...I have nothing else to ask for."

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Yanying, who was kicked out of the dungeon by her master, walked along the same path she came to, towards the brightly lit Dadao.But as soon as he walked to the edge of a towering willow tree beside the island, he suddenly found a dark figure standing under the tree, motionless, like a ghost.

"...You want to scare people to death!"

After recognizing that it was Li Tianquan, Yan Ying patted her chest, and asked angrily: "It's nothing, what are you doing in this damn place, Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't you go back to the palace to kowtow to your parents?"

"I won't go back." Li Tianquan seemed to be resentful, "Fazong is gone, who knows what kind of ghost sect he will be assigned to this time when he goes back? I won't go back, I'm going to the Five Immortals Sect."

Yanying was taken aback: "It's obviously me who is going to the Five Immortals Sect, so why are you following me?"

"You bought the road? Or is it that the Five Immortals only allow you to go alone?" Li Tianquan began to argue without thinking, "Lin Ziqing is also my friend, why only you are allowed to go, and I can't?!"

Seeing his righteous posture, Yan Ying didn't hold her back, instead she took a half step back and pretended to have sour teeth: "Tsk tsk~~~~ So you actually like Ah Qing."

"?!" Li Tianquan never thought about this development, "...what nonsense are you talking about!"

What Yan Ying wanted was this kind of reaction from him, so she teased her even more vigorously: "I said, if you fall in love with Ah Qing, then I will be sad..."

"you--"

Li Tianquan's expression at this moment can be described as "wonderful".If it wasn't for the dim light at night, maybe you could still see his face turning blue and red, which was even more beautiful than the fireworks on the lake.

Suffocated to the limit, Yan Ying burst out laughing: "What are you still thinking about, idiot, I'm just kidding you!"

However, Li Tianquan obviously didn't intend to agree with Yanying's "joke". He stepped forward with a dark face, grabbed Yanying's shoulders, and pushed her down on the thick willow tree.

"Hey, hey!!"

Yanying's back hurt a little from the impact, but what made him even more nervous was the sudden situation in front of him——

Although the light is dim, and the damn big willow tree has many branches hanging down, blocking the view, Yanying can feel that Li Tianquan is only a few inches away from him at this moment, so close that he can even feel him His breath was sprayed heavily on his lips.

"You...what are you doing?!"

Out of guilty conscience or other unclear reasons, Yanying also started to panic.All kinds of messy pictures appeared in his head like a marquee.

He really wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was too late - because Li Tianquan, who was furious, had already wrapped his arms around his waist, and grabbed the lake beside him like a chicken.

"Hey……"

Before she had time to think clearly whether she should hold her breath, Yan Ying's body lightened suddenly——she was dragged by Li Tianquan with Yu Jian and flew into the air!

"Are you crazy?! Let me go!"

Although the voice in her heart is not urgent, Yan Ying still does a good job of struggling on the surface.It was so realistic that even he himself believed that he really couldn't resist Li Tianquan's coercion.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had already flown into the air at a height of more than ten feet above the ground, and saw a golden full moon hanging high in the dark blue night sky in the distance, and on the mirror lake below, there were many moon shadows, large and small.

With such a beautiful scene, Yanying couldn't help forgetting the struggle on the surface, and was genuinely amazed.

However, not long after, Li Tianquan hugged him even tighter, then made a big turn in mid-air, and started flying towards the west.

"Little ancestor, where are you going?!" Yanying called anxiously.

"Aren't you going to the Valley of the Five Immortals too?" Li Tianquan replied convincingly, "It's just right, I can help you."

"It's not good at all!" Yan Ying started his trademark duplicity again: "I haven't brought my present yet!"

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The Five Immortals Sect, far away in Nanzhao, has many customs and habits that are different from those in the Central Plains.However, the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Valley of the Five Immortals is also an extremely important festival.

On this moonlit night, the disciples of the sect will offer various precious sacrifices under the huge camellia tree in the valley, then sing and dance, worship the moon god, and release sky lanterns with prayers written on them.

However, none of the above is the focus of tonight.At this very moment, the Five Immortals Sect was adorned with lanterns and festoons, just to welcome the return of the two honored guests.

With the end of the First World War, the grievances suffered by the Five Immortals over the past 200 years have also been cleaned up.A few days ago, the leader Xuan Tong personally went to the desert of the vast sea, and soon came back good news—the former leader Nuosoma and Gu King Mani will return to the Five Immortals on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The former leader is still alive and is about to return - this is undoubtedly the top happiest event for the whole church.It's just that one person's joy is twice as much as others'.

Lin Ziqing was very happy today, not only because of Nosoma and Mid-Autumn Festival, but also because starting tonight, there will be another resident in her small yard.

Tingpu residence was originally the residence of the previous heads.In order to help Nuosoma get familiar with the environment as soon as possible and rebuild her memory, Xuantong voluntarily gave up Tingpuju, and specially ordered someone to restore the old furnishings according to her memory.And Xuan Tong's former residence has long been taken by Lin Ziqing as his own, and after going back and forth, it has become Xuan Tong's entrustment to him.

According to Xuan Tong, after returning to the Five Immortals Sect, he will choose another place as his new residence as soon as possible, but before that, Lin Ziqing believes that he has countless ways to change his mind.

There was a voice of greeting from Taniguchi.It was Yanying and Li Tianquan who came together.During this period of time, the two of them have become regular visitors to the Valley of Five Immortals, and have become friends with many young disciples in the sect.

Brothers who are not brothers meet, and after some intimacy, they inevitably forget about the two who were not present.

Where did Lian Zhuxian and Feng Zhangjun go?I'm afraid no one can make it clear.

After the Battle of the Upper Realm, the two of them continued to track all the way without stopping, and captured many remnants of Lord Chunwu's party.And all these people were handed over to Dongxianyuan for strict interrogation.After that, many people from all over the Central Plains claimed to have met these two masters, and passed on and on, but the truth became blurred instead.

But this morning, Lin Ziqing did receive a report from Mr. Feng Zhang's paper bird, saying that he would accompany Ah Zhe back to the Five Immortals Sect tonight.

"Maybe the two of them are rushing this way." Yanying speculated, and then elbowed Li Tianquan next to him, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and take out all the good wine and meat we brought .”

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Yan Ying made a mistake in her guess: at this time, Feng Zhangjun and Lian Zhu Xian had not set off for the Valley of the Five Immortals; moreover, they were in a different world where the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival could not be seen.

Although there is no moon, there is still light all around—on the vast land, the endless silver-white sea of ​​obsession flowers spreads all the way to the distance, the silver light is soft and bright.

And in the sea of ​​flowers, a dark and silent city is gradually growing.It looks a bit like the ancestral home of Fazong in the past, but it is even more magnificent.

Standing on the tallest watchtower so far, Lian Zhuxian pushed back his long hair that had been blown by the wind, and Feng Zhangjun immediately stood upwind and blocked the wind for him.

On the ground under their feet, several looming roads can be seen in the sea of ​​flowers shimmering with silver light.At this moment, some black-clothed disciples of the Fazong were holding banners and leading a group of ghosts walking slowly towards the city.

"Before, in order to infuse souls into the stone man, Fazong set up many soul-inducing altars in various parts of the Central Plains. Now, we collect the souls of the dead through these altars and send them here."

Speaking of this, Miao Xuanzi stared at the dark and huge city in front of him, as if staring at a unique treasure.

"Next, they will spend a long or short period of time here. Before reincarnation, they will have enough time to wash away the sins of the previous life, or let go of their inner obsessions."

Although there is only darkness in front of him for the time being, listening to Miaoxuanzi's narration, Lian Zhuxian seems to be able to see that there will be light in this dark city in the future.

Feng Zhangjun thought of something else: "Forgive me, although this place is good, after all, these souls come from all over the Central Plains, with different origins and identities. If they are mastered by Fazong's lineage for a long time, it will still cause troubles. .”

"I didn't say that I would keep guarding for you all the time." Miao Xuanzi seemed to have thought about this problem a long time ago, "If you have time to go to Dongxianyuan, tell that woman Yu Dieying and let them think of a safe way to do it. , all parties should contribute to safeguarding the world together.”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and asked Feng Zhangjun: "If I remember correctly, tonight should be the Mid-Autumn Festival. You...won't you go back to Yuncang?"

"I won't go." Feng Zhangjun shook his head, "Today's Yuncang has already let go of the heavy responsibility of being the leader of the Central Plains. They need a new leader and a new start, not me who makes them unable to forget the pain of the past. Old faces."

At the moment, he was only downplaying it, but Lian Zhuxian, who had been by his side all the time, understood all kinds of entanglements of cause and effect behind it.

And starting from his inner selfish wish, Lian Zhuxian also hoped that Fengzhangjun would leave Yuncang even more—although it was only relatively speaking, it at least meant that Fengzhangjun had finally jumped out of some shackles and gained some freedom.

"It seems that it's getting late, we still have to go to the Five Immortals Sect." Lian Zhu Xian took the initiative to say goodbye to Miaoxuanzi.

Miao Xuanzi nodded, and Gu Yanlan, who had been waiting all along, stepped forward and was responsible for seeing off the two guests.

Gu Yanlan led the two of them to the bottom of the watchtower.The scenery in the four directions unfolds slowly in repeated hesitation.

Because the people in Fazong can carry heavy objects with magic power, the city in the sea of ​​flowers is growing very fast. A large pavilion in the nearest place has begun to take shape, but many people can still be seen busy.

And Lian Zhu Xian's eyes suddenly settled on a Fazong disciple who didn't wear a mask.

But it was a bald monk with a delicate and indifferent expression.

"Hui...kong?"

After a hundred years, Lian Zhuxian did not notice that his voice was trembling when he called out this unfamiliar name again.

As if he had guessed something, Gu Yanlan took the initiative to say: "The man is not wearing a sinful body now, but he voluntarily stayed in the Fazong. Do you want to go over and have a look? But he must not remember anything."

Lian Zhuxian pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"No need. Knowing that Hui Kong is good, I am content and happy."

With that said, he returned to Feng Zhangjun's side.The two looked at each other and smiled lightly, then held their swords together and walked side by side towards the distance where the moonlight could be seen.