There are mountains in the far east.

Its cliffs are thousands of feet high, towering to the sky, and those who look solemn and awe-inspiring are towering and dangerous peaks.The broken rock is jagged, the clouds above it gather and disperse impermanently, and the purple crane flutters its wings faintly, but there is only one lonely mountain when you look closely.The dew is dense and foggy, and there should have been a pool of clear water on the top of the mountain, but now it is a terrace.

The pavilions leaning on the lake and the mountains have disappeared, making one wonder whether the silver spring in the mind really existed.

Looking up at the large platform, it is three feet square.The corridors scattered with sand and gravel criss-crossed during the period, and the messy vegetation and scattered wild flowers were on the side of the road.I don't know whether it is neglected pruning, or it has never been taken care of. With a completely different vitality from here, it grows rampantly and recklessly, and can be seen everywhere.

The wind from the abyss below the cliff blows up from time to time, shaking the needles of the surrounding pine forests rustling, only the flat standing trees are silent.

Ouyang Ting stood in front of those wooden plaques, also silently looking at the names engraved with mana on them.

Familiar and unfamiliar, all seem to reveal silent accusations unconsciously.It's like a certain huge monument that he had only glanced at before and then hastily turned his head away (dare or didn't want to) look at it again.

Is this a cemetery now?No, it's more like a ruin than a cemetery.

Abandoned, a kind of memorial, a relic.

It only takes a moment to be overthrown, and it does not take a hundred years to be barren.Whether one rises or falls, one rises and the other rises and falls, looking at the left now, it is nothing more than "each leading the way for hundreds of years".

The majestic and dignified buildings in the past are only ruins, covered with vines; the pavilions are abandoned, and the wormwood may have been recognized by the animals in the mountains as their nests.And the underground, which is wider than what the eyes can see, dead, newborn, and half-dead plants, their roots go deep down, entangled and competing for the invisible space.Similar to people who occasionally walk aimlessly but pretending to be solemn, these root systems will also stretch out in the dark underground at incalculable distances, with a calm face.

Yes, there is no singing and whispering swaying in the wind, no refreshing fragrance, no praise, applause, or even applause, they seem to be dead, but all the value and significance lie in giving those parts of the earth better survival possibility.

The line of the Tao stretches on and on, sometimes hidden, but never cut off.

At least, the ink on the wooden tablet that should have decayed with the sect was as new as new.

Thanks for the magic spell, isn't it?

While Ouyang Ting breathed a sigh of relief, he admitted that it might not be a bad idea to come here—even if the sky that seemed too gloomy indicated that it would rain soon.As for a person running to the "barren mountains and wild mountains" early in the morning to pay homage to something, it sounds wrong, but deep down in his heart, he still feels that it is best to come here again before going there.

Even a glance is fine.

After all, this is where all plans start.

Rules that go far above everything—it is undeniable that whether it is Kangsu Xingjun in the past or Ouyang Ting today, the way of heaven has always been regarded as the standard in his heart.It is the truth, the order, the law, and the irreversible trend—everything is under it, everything belongs to it, and everything can be understood.If the feeling is transformed into its form, it is enlightenment.But there is a morning and a night, and there is a difference in wisdom, so it is not too much to have a guide who preaches and accepts karma and solves doubts.What's more, for those who are not enlightened, even those who are "sighted but blind", what they desire is a living, visible and knowable representative, preferably a tangible existence.

Even if the reality seen by the eyes is false in a sense.Look at those handmade idols of earthen stalk puppets, it's—

——It's far away.Come back around.

In the beginning, the emperor's idea was actually very complete, and he also prepared many contingency plans.Leaving aside, in the "Punishment World" alone, the former Elder Zhengyang couldn't understand it, but it doesn't mean that Ouyang Ting doesn't understand it now.First, he came down to the world to establish a sect, and then he had a master who taught and enlightened him. The Emperor of Heaven also took great pains.Besides, are people like Elder Zhengxuan putting on good looks?It's a pity that words such as plans not changing quickly, unforeseen circumstances, or a wise man's deliberation are bound to make mistakes are specially prepared for the current situation.

The corner of Ouyang Ting's mouth couldn't help twitching, always feeling that such a big leader who slandered her was not kind enough.But to be reasonable, if you don't make your true intentions clear as a leader, it's useless if your clever subordinates can't understand the core idea.

A faint sound interrupted Ouyang Ting's wild thoughts, he turned around and saw a... a cat?

No, in terms of size, probably a cub is more suitable.

White hair and red badge, perhaps there should be a few inconspicuous blue stripes on the abdomen.It's a pity that it is not particularly certain in the fog.Not to mention that at this moment it was still staring vigilantly and arching its back.

It's quite familiar, isn't it?

Ouyang Ting squinted his eyes, looked helplessly and amusedly at the little thing grinning at him and purring, its tail flapping uneasily on the ground.He thought for a while and took a step.

The tiger cub's eyes widened as if it wanted to take a step back, but it sharpened its paws and stubbornly stayed where it was.

Ouyang Ting bent his lips, long time no see, system 1030.Ah no, it's Ah Hu.I can't even maintain the prototype, but I still put on a stern look. I don't know if it will make people want to reach out and tap the head, and then pull out the beard?

"If I were Xingjun you, I wouldn't do this."

Ouyang Ting didn't really intend to touch it, he wasn't at all surprised to see someone appear from the whirlwind, let alone this guy.Watching the other party carefully pick up the cub, and stroking its back comfortingly, Ouyang Ting thought for a while and didn't say anything, but chose to call it like this very safely.

"Maybe, Zhou Luxi."

"...It's really too formal a title, Boss Ou." Zhou Luxi lost a lot of weight, and his face was a little pale, but he still showed a mean smile, "I still miss the name 'Lu Youyou' very much."

Ouyang Ting looked at the familiar smiling face and was noncommittal.

"I guess I'm lucky to see Lord Xing here." Zhou Luxi snorted, then raised the paw of the tiger cub in his arms and waved at him, "It's the master and the battle pet after all. Rituals cannot be discarded.”

Ouyang Ting raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I remember correctly, you should be the one who was poisoned."

"That's right." Zhou Luxi's smile didn't change, but Ouyang Ting always felt that he swallowed the second half of the sentence without saying anything.

So the current situation should be that at least one of Lu Yoyo and Ahu has paid something.Ouyang Ting pondered for a while and said, "Are you all alright?"

"It's really difficult to answer. Neither he nor I, or a certain little master can be regarded as a 'human'." Zhou Luxi smiled and kissed the cub that was a little furry, and the cub gave him the cheek angrily. Raising his paw, he smiled and pointed, "Does this count?"

Ouyang Ting glanced at the faintly red wound on his face: "Could it be that Yu Xianjun hasn't come to the demon world yet?"

"That's not true, besides, he really tried his best." Zhou Luxi shrugged, "I think Mr. Xing also understands that if he can undo the poison casually, it will be a waste of the devil's calculations, right?"

Ouyang Ting hesitated for a moment and said in a roundabout way: "Ah Hu's memory..."

"No more." Zhou Luxi responded very simply, and seeing Ouyang Ting's unfathomable face, he shrugged with a wry smile, "Boss Ou is still as careful as ever, and I really can only do this."

Ouyang Ting slightly lowered his eyes, thinking that the price is actually not too small.

Zhou Luxi touched his cheek, and healed the thin and long wound: "By the way, Boss Ou, is it a kind of arrogance to rely on one's own efforts to save the common people when formulating a plan? Is it a kind of arrogance for my own fault?"

Ouyang Ting pursed his lips: "Forget it."

"Eh?" Zhou Luxi seemed a little surprised that he would answer, so he blinked and said, "Then, the heart of the pleasing person is not pleasing to himself, should he let go gracefully, pester shamelessly, or guard silently? Similar to comfort yourself 'I'll be happy if you're happy', or 'No one can make you happier but me'?"

"...It varies from person to person." The corner of Ouyang Ting's mouth twitched.

Zhou Luxi shook his head with a smile: "So that's the case." He raised his head before Ouyang Ting asked, "We are not human, so naturally we don't have so many strange thoughts, and we don't have inexplicable self-esteem and face. kind."

Ouyang Ting looked at the young man in front of him and raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly: "Boss Ou, you should be troubled by it all the time, why don't you solve it earlier."

...How did the topic get here strangely?Not having an answer does not prevent him from wanting to hit someone at the moment.No, roast venison looks good too.

Ouyang Ting turned his eyes and watched the wind blow away some dense fog: "You came here to find me just to say this?"

"It's not on purpose, but it just happens to be here for the time being." Zhou Luxi hugged Ahu and walked to him, and naturally pulled up his sleeve and pressed it on Ahu's nose, "I can see the stars here. Jun, I think Mr. Xing has already made up his mind."

The little tiger smelled it, and his round eyes kept rolling, as if confused by the familiar smell but not someone he knew.

"...There are deer in the world, seven colors and horns. The gods and beasts of the fairy world are descended from the mortal world." Ouyang Ting said lightly, "It is said that the divine light protects them and walks on the moon. If you have any advice for such gods, you may as well speak up."

"It sounds so nice, but it's just that I don't want to be a wild and unruly monster in the sky." Zhou Luxi smacked his lips, careful not to let Ah Hu's claws scratch Ouyang Ting's sleeve, "Besides, Mr. Xing should see me This antler can be regarded as broken."

"You are willing."

"That's true." Zhou Luxi smiled and said squarely, "Why did King Xing decide on 'Phoenix'?"

Want to get a copy of "Erya" or "Shuowen" for you, young man?

"Isn't it a divine bird? The phoenix is ​​five, the five-colored and red is the phoenix, the yellow is the pheasant, the green is the luan, the purple is the swan, and the white is the swan."

Ouyang Ting couldn't help but bend his lips when he thought of a certain little phoenix that was purple and black.

Zhou Luxi looked at his slight and almost invisible smile and shook his head, "Phoenix Phoenix, Phoenix and Phoenix."

One male, one female, one male, one female, one male and one female, does common sense need to be so seriously emphasized?

Ouyang Ting glanced at him in a blink of an eye: "If you take Feng as your surname, you are not Huang."

"Feng Wu is the youngest son of an adult. There are several older brothers above him." Zhou Luxi nodded and shook his head, winking at him rather narrowly, "Does King Xing know who their mother is?"

The prince's mother is of course the queen, or at worst the concubine.

Ouyang Ting shook his head calmly: "I don't know. The Demon Emperor never married, did he?"

Zhou Luxi chuckled, and approached mysteriously and whispered: "Does Lord Xing know that those elder brothers are not from Lord Demon Emperor?"

...So you are telling me bluntly that your Lord Demon Emperor is a phoenix who only forgives sex?

"Whether it is a fairy beast or a monster, the more extraordinary the ability, the more difficult it is to reproduce." Zhou Luxi looked a little sad, "The Phoenix family is the most inherited...at least as far as I know, it has been passed down for several generations."

Oh, so it's understandable that his father hated me to death.Ouyang Ting rubbed his chin, thinking that cutting off children and grandchildren is quite annoying no matter in the human world or the demon world.

"Ke Xingjun, have you ever thought about why you only hear about the phoenix now, but not the phoenix?" Zhou Luxi's previous regretful expression had disappeared at some point, and now his face was full of "ask me quickly".

Ouyang Ting retracted his sleeves, and by the way left the back of his head to the other party to express his love for him, but it was you who came to find me, not me begging you.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Xingjun, you have such a temper—" Zhou Luxi pretended to shake his head and said, "Didn't I just say that, those brothers of little master Fengwu are not his own brothers."

so?

"That's the heir of Lord Demon Emperor's elder brother, and he has only one son."

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