floating snow

The coming day is approaching, and now I want to return to Danqing.

Shi Yanwen's panic-stricken farewell has already staged the first act.

The twists and turns on the stage, among the lingering water sleeves, are quiet and silent.

"Hibiscus caster!"

"what!"

In the darkness, the long sword pierced through the wind.

Xie Fengdi's gaze changed suddenly, he took three steps back, folded his fan behind his back, raised his head to avoid it, and hurriedly said: "Furong Zhuke, I am Xie Fengdi."

Furong Zhuke didn't seem to be able to hear what he said, his face was expressionless, the sharp arrow in his hand chopped first and then cut, Xie Fengdi suddenly retracted his waist, and stepped back five steps, not daring to meet him.The woman is a peerless forger and a master of swordsmanship. She has been famous for a long time as a single-feng sword. Xie Fengdi's skills are not complete, so it is difficult to deal with it. What's more, she has to visit her condition without hurting others. Back off, but fortunately there are many sundries in the casting room, which can be used as a shelter.

After a long time, a drop of hot sweat slid from Xie Fengdi's temples to his chin, and the body that was struggling and retreating suddenly paused. the back of the hand.

And the sound of fighting outside gradually became quieter.

Can't wait any longer.

Xie Fengdi took one last look at Furong Caster's face, and made up his mind, then withdrew and exited the casting room, and went outside.

A woman was coming out of the corner and was meeting his gaze.

"Xie Feng Dy!"

"Girl Fish?" Xie Fengdi was startled.

"Come here."

Xie Fengdi knew that the exquisite beauties were all bought and sold by the father of boasting fantasy, and he was more afraid of Mr. Yuan than he obeyed. Guessing the intention, he quickly winked for him to follow him.

Xie Fengdi nodded, and together with the Mermaid, they turned around the corner where she appeared just now, a distance of thirty or forty steps.

The Yumeri pointed to the front: "Xie Fengdi, there is a bell and drum in front of it, and the field of vision is extremely narrow. If ordinary people don't pay attention here, they will not notice it at all."

Xie Fengdi clenched his fists and said: "Thank you, Miss Yu, please trouble Miss Yu to take care of Furong Zhuke more, I will definitely thank you in the future."

In a hurry, the sound of fighting in that room became fierce again, the Yumeri shook her body, and said: "We are also people who have fallen in the end of the world, the Yumeri will do my best."

Before the words were finished, the Yumeri turned her body slightly, turned around and ran away, Xie Fengdi took a few steps quietly, and indeed saw a rather big bell and drum in the corner, and stood next to the bell and drum, as if it had existed here since the very beginning .

He stood still, and heard Master Yuan yelling: "Floating hands up, raise your hands to make waves!"

floating hand?

Xie Fengdi squinted his eyes and saw that in the hall, Emperor Yuliang paused, and the blue bricks and slabs under his feet seemed to be floating upwards, only Young Master Yuan remained motionless.At the right moment, Young Master Yuan changed his moves, concentrated his strength in the palm of his hand, and slammed his palm at Emperor Yuliang from a distance.

Although the distance is far, the palm strength does not decrease, but becomes stronger and stronger as the distance between the palm energy and the person gets closer.

Emperor Yuliang's face changed slightly, the spear and halberd turned like a streamer on his wrist, he held the gun with both hands, sneered, and instead of retreating, he advanced, directly facing the floating hand.

The moves collided, and the huge hall couldn't bear the attack of the two, and the land with a radius of several feet in the center suddenly sank, and the blue bricks and slabs burst into pieces.

The corner of Xie Fengdi's mouth raised slightly, but he quickly suppressed it, and tapped lightly on Gu with his fan.

This movement was very light, and he just hit it casually, but the drum surface was vibrated loudly, and the echo lingered in the hall for a long time, the two players stopped fighting together.

With a bitter face, Xie Fengdi took the opportunity to jump among them, glanced left and right, and said straightly: "You two, calm down, calm down, talk well if you have something to say."

Those two had been fighting in the hall for a long time, and they had already vented their anger. They also knew that fighting would be of no avail. Now that there was a peacemaker who was willing to mediate, they were naturally willing to let the donkey down.

Seeing that they were no longer moving, Xie Fengdi immediately said again: "Emperor Yuliang, it will not be overnight to find out the truth about this matter. I believe that the internal affairs of the mountain and sea wonders must have nothing to do with Mr. Yuan, so it is better to give Xie some face. How about some more time to find out the truth, to clear up this catastrophe, and to give you justice?"

Emperor Yuliang said coldly: "That depends on Young Master Yuan's attitude."

Mr. Yuan lowered his hand, and the murderous intent on his handsome face remained, but he said: "Okay, I am the host of Gu Yuan's hegemony, and it is also my duty to maintain the fairness of the host, and I will definitely find out the facts."

So Xie Fengdi said: "Since Mr. Yuan has agreed, how about asking the Emperor Yuliang to withdraw his troops for now, so as not to lose more than the gain?"

This second "how" is said more gently than the first "how", with a more soothing meaning.

Emperor Yuliang still had a cold face, but after pondering for a moment, he said to Young Master Yuan: "Then I will give you three days. After three days, I will come to decide right from wrong."

This "determination" obviously has a threatening meaning. Young Master Yuan squinted his eyes half-closed as he stared at the back of the Emperor Yuliang's retreating troops. After the person disappeared, he said to Xie Fengdi: "I hate people who make trouble out of nothing. Those who do things to me , I hate it even more."

Xie Fengdi knew that he had doubts, but it didn't matter, there was suspicion between them, Xie Fengdi didn't take it seriously, sighed: "This matter is also a disaster from outside, but it's just Mr. Yuan, the incident of Emperor Yuliang happened in the wonderland of mountains and seas , the murderer is undoubtedly the father of boasting fantasy, but you and I don't have the key, even if you are the host, you can't enter the mountain and sea wonders, how are you going to check?"

"I have my own reasons, but you," Mr. Yuan shot him a sideways glance, "You came here to inform and be a peacemaker?"

"This is one of the reasons," Xie Fengdi said, "Second, Xie also wants to know if there is anything about the matter of casting Furong."

"Furong caster?" Mr. Yuan frowned, showing an impatient look, "If she succeeds in casting, Zhanlu Wufang will let her go."

Anyone who had a comfortable day was ruined for no reason would be in a bad mood. What's more, Mr. Yuan knew about the behavior of the father of Kua Huan who broke the rules and killed the winner who entered the mountain and sea wonders at will. agents of injustice.

The father of boasting and fantasy is guarding the wonders of mountains and seas so that no one can hurt him, but he is exposed to the outside. How is he different from the target on the school field?

Xie Fengdi also expressed his understanding: "Xie believes that Mr. Yuan is not a treacherous person, so I won't ask any more questions. Besides, he needs to be rectified, so Xie won't bother me any more, and I will leave first."

Mr. Yuan nodded casually, and Xie Fengdi glanced at the miserable situation in the hall intentionally or unintentionally, shook his head, and walked out of the hall.

When you first entered Bamian Linglong, you were amazed by the grandeur of luxury, but after soaking in martial arts for a long time, you will eventually be unable to avoid disturbances here.

No, it is better to say that there is bound to be a turmoil here, a bigger turmoil than today, but it needs a gun. As for what this gun is, he has not thought of it yet.

After leaving Basiao Linglong, Xie Fengdi went back to Fudo City first. He originally wanted to go back to Tianyuegou Peak first, but he thought it would be no big deal if Shi Yanwen had Qu Shitu to accompany him, and he still needed to go to the Netherworld.

After finally detaining several generals from Youjie, there must be insufficient defense inside Youjie at this time.

At this time, it is the best time to snatch Fengzhihen back, and he can't feel at ease if Fengzhihen stays in a place like Youjie.

For the "invited" guests, two subordinates are in the dungeon, and a leader is in the unoccupied Xuanwu Palace, guarding them separately.The leader is Kui Yujiang, the demon lord who once invited Xie Fengdi to the Youjie. It is certainly not easy to find out the secrets from such a population, but it is not necessarily the case with the two subordinates.

Xie Fengdi had already thought up a plan and was waiting to go into battle to implement it. How could he have just stepped into Fudo City when he was almost pecked in the eyes by a golden bird.

Xie Fengdi was amazed by the brilliance of gold all over his body, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After thinking about it for a while, Xie Fengdi changed into Qilinxing's costume. After all, there are outsiders in Fudo City, and they should also have the appearance of a magic city. Whether it's a threat or a warning, they can't show their real body.

Entering the lobby, the golden bird flapped its wings and followed.There were quite a few people in the lobby, except Chaotic Crazy Knife and Goshawk, the rest were there, even Jianshao in black and Que Chensi were sitting upright, and when Xie Fengdi appeared, they stood up.

The sword master in black couldn't wait any longer: "Kirin star! Can we go save the master?"

"Wait in black." Xie Fengdi sat down on the Qilin Throne and asked everyone to sit down. "There are still some arrangements to be made in Fudo City."

This is as it should be, Hei Yi nodded without saying much.

Xie Fengdi had already thought of a countermeasure on the way back, and immediately said: "Silver Leopard, Liaoyufeng, you can't move the city temporarily, keep an eye on the Kuiyu border, and the red dragon shadow guards in the dark, don't let the wind trace matter It will be staged again. If Goshawk comes back, please tell him to go to Qin Jiaxian again to find out the origin of the 'floating hand' palm technique."

Several people nodded, Xie Fengdi wanted to talk again, but the bird suddenly flew towards him again.

Xie Fengdi sighed silently, and then pinched the two little paws extremely quickly.Usually people don't want to argue with a bird, it's not that they really can't catch it, the bird has become spiritually aware, and it's very quiet when nothing happens, so it's all right, but today it's not knowing what to do.

Seeing that its claws were caught, it didn't struggle, and subconsciously began to peck with its sharp beak.

Xie Fengdi was pecked a few times by him, and the back of his hand was bleeding. It was so abnormal that even the person who had the least contact with it, the black-clothed Jianshao, could sense something was wrong: "Is it trying to tell you something?"

Xie Fengdi came to his senses immediately, let go of the golden bird, stood up and went down the steps, walked a few steps and then stopped, standing still.

The sword master in black suddenly regretted that he had said that sentence.

Chi Longying looked at Xie Fengdi: "Qilin Xing, do you need me to go to Tianyuegou Peak to see it?"

As soon as he asked, Goshawk appeared at the entrance of the lobby, came to him in three steps at a time, and wrote two letters to Xie Fengdi, one was broken and the other was a bit swollen.

This is what Qu Shitu asked me to bring to you, Goshawk said in his heart.

Xie Fengdi nodded, and opened the torn letter first. The letter was very long, and the letter was filled with words, and the ink-colored tear stains could still be seen faintly.

Xie Fengdi's gaze stayed on the third page for a long time, as if frozen, as if seeing something unbelievable, his hands trembled a little.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, a self-deprecating wry smile.

After laughing, he opened the second letter. In addition to a piece of paper with the word "Shun" written on it, there was also a cool white tassel.

Few people know the tasseled black sword, he never cares about the attire of strangers, but other than him, everyone else knows it.

Liao Yufeng worried: "Isn't this on Shi Yanwen? He..."

"In the Shouyu clan." Xie Fengdi put the word "Shou" on the table next to him.

"Kirin Star," the young swordsman in black said with a strange tone, "Can we go save Master?"

The purple pearl on the ear side of Xie Feng's mask flicked lightly, and he hung the tassel on his body, saying: "...save, of course we have to save, before it's too late, before Youjie can react, now is the best time to rescue senior .”

Heiyi Jianshao was startled when he said this, and then his tone became more and more strange: "What about Shi Yanwen?"

"Rescue senior first," Xie Fengdi said. "The matter is prioritized. Emperor Yang of the Shouyu Clan has a good impression of Yanwen, and he has no enmity with him. I think he won't make things difficult for him. After I rescued senior, I will personally pick him up. .”

"...Thank you."

"No, but Chensi, Heiyi, let's go, time waits for no one."

Don't take it from the appearance, as if it doesn't move.

Viewing forms are like gathering foam, and feeling is like bubbles on water.Thoughts are like flames in spring, and actions are like plantains.

Standing like a tree, abandoning consciousness and thoughts outside the body, leaving moves in the body.

Like the flowing wind and the moon, trackless, untraceable, elusive, fascinated by the illusion, far more than reincarnation, almost the same as life and death; like the majestic beauty, smart and easy to follow, hard to imitate, can be seen from a distance, but not playful, stable foothold , leaning limbs without fixed phase.

Meditate, be active.

Boom!

The fish jump out of the water, the bluestone falls into the lake, and the splashed thin curtain is crystal clear, and it is like a lotus flower blooming, pattering.

It's raining.

Putting palms together to close the effort, Shi Yanwen felt the refreshing raindrops head-on.

"That's right," said the Buddha, "this set of mental methods originated from the Buddha's land, and it's not very profound. Although there are some people who have found a new way to turn static into dynamic, and use static to practice dynamic, there are very few successful ones. You are indeed very talented. "

Shi Yanwen turned to look at the Buddha, the veil on the platform of the water pavilion gradually became quieter, and the reed flute was still hooked under the lotus platform in the lake.

He smiled, and the rain went away: "Movement and stillness are suitable, it has always been like this, but Yanwen is fortunate to be guided by seniors, so it is naturally much easier than others."

The Buddha shook his head and said, "You have been restless recently."

"Why did the senior say that?"

"It's raining more and more here."

Shi Yanwen was stunned, and apologized slightly: "I'm sorry, it's because Yanwen's mood fluctuated too much, which affected senior's practice."

"I don't have that intention," the Buddha looked at Shi Yanwen's face, "I just want to tell you that if you act against your will in spite of the wind and rain, you will only get bitter results."

The Buddha still did not give up on persuasion, Shi Yanwen laughed dumbfounded, and bowed respectfully, saying: "Senior, things have developed to this point, Yanwen has no choice but to do it."

He paused, and then said: "I want to send Zhiyi back to the Nine Realms. He is not in a difficult situation, and it is useless to wait for a long time."

"You want to go back with him?" the Buddha asked.

Shi Yanwen shook her head, "I won't hide it from seniors, it's very difficult for Yanwen to go back in this body, and even if she goes back, it's hard to survive forever."

"I don't object to you going back. You are related by blood, even monks can't give up, but..." the Buddha sighed, "Why don't you want to confess to Su Zhenzhen?"

"Senior, since Yanwen knows that there will be no good results in the future, why bother to let him feel sad? After all, in the future, the kindness and love will be cleared, and there will be no hindrance to each other's life and death, and it will be clean."

"……Ugh."

"Senior, you don't have to sigh for me. After all, Yanwen is not a person willing to accept fate, and there may be a turning point in the future. I don't know. Yanwen is bothering senior this time, in fact, he wants to ask senior about something."

"What's the matter?"

"The reason for this is a long story, and it starts from the time of the Nine Realms. In the Nine Realms, there is a realm where the Dao is divided into yin and yang, and the purity is born from the filth. On that day, Su really..."

……

"The junior would like to ask, how can I take out the Jinglian without damaging Su Huan's body and soul?"

The Buddha was silent for a long time, so Shi Yanwen waited quietly.

After a while, the Buddha said: "If the one page of the book is correct, when Xie Fengdi was reborn, Jinglian should have completely integrated into his body."

"Senior's meaning, is it impossible to take it out?"

"Yes," the Buddha looked at him, neither sad nor happy, but still inquiring, "You should know."

He knew it, but how could he use that method?

Shi Yanwen frowned, pinched her palms lightly with her fingernails, relaxed again after a while, and closed her eyes helplessly: "Really, is there no other way?"

"This is the only way," the Buddha said slowly, turning his back on the whisk, "for Su Zhenzhen."

The eyes that had just been closed opened again, Shi Yanwen smiled lightly at the Buddha, and sincerely praised: "Senior is worthy of being a great wise man, Yanwen is ashamed of himself."

His plan can be seen through in a few words. From this point of view, his act of inviting people to the illusion was really correct.

But the Buddha remained silent and slowly closed his eyes.

Shi Yanwen turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't you regret it?" the Buddha asked suddenly.

"Regret... Once, Jianmu asked me that too."

——Although the Great Compassion Bodhisattva does not attain the Buddha body, all those who call the Buddha in the world practice ten thousand dharmas alone, reincarnation life and death are measured by kalpas, and you have no reincarnation, do you really not regret it?

—— Relatives and friends are gone, no one mourns, no regrets?

——There is more suffering than happiness, half life is rough, no regrets?

"How do you answer?"

"Yanwen was deeply enmeshed in Juhunzhuang's hatred at the beginning, and she wished that she could not overcome the hatred, so naturally she has no regrets. Now... now she still has no regrets, but some regrets."

"……Go ahead."

"Yes."

However, regret is the most important thing, others are not suffering, Shi Yanwen opened his eyes, it's just that this regret can be left to himself, why let others regret it?

"What time is it?" Shi Yanwen looked towards the sky.

"Zishi Moji," Huang Yang Geng Ri said with a smile, "Have you thought about it clearly? Are you willing to join the Shouyu Clan?"

Shi Yanwen raised the corners of her mouth and said, "It's difficult for Yanwen to have selfish intentions. I'm afraid that this body will not escape the world."

"Because of Xie Fengdi?"

"Emperor Yang is wise."