Sealing Sword

Ye Fusheng and Duanqing went back to Dongling.

He accepted Xie Wuyi's entrustment, of course he couldn't leave the child in the care of Hundred Ghosts, so he took Xie Li with him, fortunately this child is sensible and well-behaved and doesn't cause trouble, Ye Fusheng can only worry about it.

Ten-year-old children are so well-behaved, but Chu Xiwei is not easy to fool.

Ye Fusheng wanted to avoid him for a few days, but it was unreasonable to leave him without saying goodbye, but if he really met, it would be embarrassing.

It was rare for him to be distracted, but he didn't see Chu Xiwei on the day of departure.

Although Shen Wuduan has become the old sect master, the actual power of the Hundred Ghosts Sect is still in his hands. In the past two years, he has gradually delegated power to Chu Xiwei, one for experience and the other for testing.

Chu Xiwei did a good job, but not good enough.

Although Nanru is dead, the troubles left behind are indeed too great. It is no longer a simple grievance between Jianghu and Jianghu. Power is still like a mayfly shaking a tree, so it must not be taken lightly.

Chu Xiwei only rested for a day, and when he recovered, he took Sun Minfeng, Qin Lanshang, and Lu Mingyuan out of Dongming Valley to make arrangements. Even if Ye Fusheng didn't ask about the internal affairs of their sect, he knew that this time he encountered a difficult situation. trouble.

Because of the urgency of the matter, Chu Xiwei didn't have time to say goodbye to Ye Fusheng, and Ye Fusheng didn't catch up to see him off.

This time Chu Xiwei took away the water-breaking knife, but Jinghong returned it to its original owner.Ye Fusheng still doesn't know why Chu Xiwei was obsessed with cutting off the water before, but when he picked up the Jinghong Knife again, it was as if he had found a lost part of himself. When the cold iron touched his fleshy palm, there was blood Feeling soluble in water.

He hung the Jinghong knife back to his waist, and after seeing Duanqing and Shen Wuduan saying goodbye, he rode his horse and followed.

Xie Li didn't know how to ride a horse, so he obediently rode with Ye Fusheng, and silently recited inner skills while driving.Ye Fusheng rushed a few steps to stand side by side with Duanqing, looked back at Dongminggu who was gradually leaving behind, and asked, "Master, don't you want to say a few more words to Senior Shen?"

"Thousands of words are in two hearts, he knows what I know, so it's pointless to say more." After a pause, Duanqing glanced at him, "Where in life do you not meet, you should be more open."

Ye Fusheng choked for a moment, he carefully looked at Duanqing's face, but the Daoist priest who was rarely seen in the past, was now more advanced, Ye Fusheng stared at it for a long time but couldn't think of anything, and felt even more worried Uneasy.

This kind of uneasiness mixed with apprehension and guilty conscience continued all the way, because considering Xie Li's young age, they didn't travel very quickly, and they didn't arrive at the boundary of Dongling until more than ten days later.

Due to his limited status, Ye Fusheng has traveled between Tianjing and Beijiang for more than ten years, but this is the first time he has come to Dongling.Mostly because of the sea, the folk customs here are more open than those in the southwestern inland, and the distribution of logistics is bustling. No matter how you look at it, it is a bustling scene.

Four years ago, Chu Ziyu tried his best to open a shipping line and sea trade. At that time, he was questioned by many people, but now it seems that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

After all, Xie Li is a child at heart, so it is inevitable that he will be a little curious, if Duan Qing does not urge him, Ye Fusheng will let him.The three of them stayed in the market for two days, then walked for nearly five days, and finally arrived at Wangchen Peak.

Ye Fusheng originally thought that Wangchen Peak was a mountain peak, either like a solitary and steep cloud, or like a dragon on the ground, with the Supreme Palace in between, maybe it is like the fairy dwelling in the storybook, hidden in the depths of the clouds, with a strange fragrance Fighting wind, carved railings and jade.

The facts were far beyond his expectations.

Wangchen Peak is indeed a mountain, not too tall and not too sharp, surrounded by a long river that never dries up all year round, and there are three higher mountains beyond the river, which correspond to the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and will be the last one. With the Wangchen Peak in the center covering it, coupled with the misty water and raging blue waves, it is difficult to see the true face from three sides.

It is late autumn and winter is approaching now, but there are still many pines and cypresses in the mountains, the greenery is not diminished, and it is more quiet.As soon as Ye Fusheng and Xie Lifu entered, they felt the mountain breeze was cool and refreshing, and occasionally there were insects chirping for no apparent reason, which added a little vitality to this clean place.

Xie Li didn't realize anything, but Ye Fusheng did. He bit the tip of his tongue slightly, closed his eyes and opened them again, only to see Duan Qing in front of him stopped in his tracks, looking back quietly.

The mountains and forests in front of me are the same as before, but the silence that can almost assimilate people into heaven and earth is missing.Ye Fusheng was startled, only to realize that this seemingly peaceful and quiet forest actually contained a mystery.

This should be a natural labyrinth, and the position of vegetation, earth and rocks has been moved by manpower, implying the change of Qimen Dunjia. Outsiders entering here are trapped by the formation, and they can't remember the way at all. No wonder the Taishang Palace has been able to escape the world for many years.

Seeing that he was awake, Duanqing continued to walk forward, and quickly led them out of the forest.Walking halfway up the mountain, Duanqing untied the jade flute and blew with internal energy. The sound of the flute was clear and distant, and with the blessing of internal energy, there was an endless lingering sound in the mountain.

Ye Fusheng suddenly felt something strange in the wind, he raised his eyes and saw two young men dressed as Taoists descending the hidden stone steps in the mountain, they seemed to be walking in a slow pace, but they arrived in front of them after a while.

When the two saw outsiders, they closed their eyes at a glance, first bowed to Duan Qing, and said: "Elder, since the Young Palace Master received your letter, he told us to pay attention to the mountain gate, and today we can count as waiting for your return."

Duan Qing nodded, without much politeness, said: "I brought my disciples back, you take them to the 'Baishuangyuan', I will go to see the Young Palace Master first."

The two bowed and said, "Yes."

Ye Fusheng touched Xie Li's head with one hand, comforted the timid child, raised his head to meet Duan Qing's gaze, and said, "Go ahead."

In front of outsiders, such an intimate title of "Master's Wife" should never be called. Although Duanqing doesn't mind, but judging from the attitudes of these two people, he should have a pivotal position in the Supreme Palace, no matter how unruly Ye Fusheng is, But it's not short-sighted.

Duanqing said "En", and took a step ahead by himself, and when his figure disappeared into the vastness, the two young Taoist priests clapped their hands together and said, "You two, please come with us."

The location of "Baishuangyuan" is very remote. It is located in a corner of the back mountain of Wangchen Peak. It is surrounded by mountains and forests and surrounded by streams. There was a bone-chilling coldness.

Although Xie Li put on thick clothes, he still couldn't resist the weird cold, and couldn't hold back a sneeze for a while.Ye Fusheng bent down and picked him up, smiled at the two of them: "If it's summer, this place should be a good place to escape from the heat."

The Taoist priest on the left is a little fatter, and he looks quite kind-hearted. Hearing this, he said: "Master, I don't know anything when I first arrived. There is a cold pool in this courtyard. Although it was filled to half, the coldness is still there. Disciples with low internal strength are prone to cold symptoms after staying here for a long time, so there are very few people who come here."

Duanqing called Ye Fusheng "disciple", and it is not an exaggeration for them to call Ye Fusheng "Master Uncle", but Ye Fusheng was a little surprised: "Isn't this a guest room?"

The tall and thin Taoist priest on the right shook his head: "This is the residence of Elder Duanqing."

The main hall of the Taishang Palace is on the top of the mountain, the palace master and elders are all above, and the residences of the disciples are scattered below.

Ye Fusheng originally thought that Duanqing should also live in a quiet room on the top of the mountain, but he didn't expect his mistress to choose such an isolated place, so he couldn't understand what he was thinking for a while.

In front of the gate of the courtyard, the short and fat Taoist stopped and said: "The elder's courtyard is not allowed to enter without permission, so it can only be sent here. Please do your own thing, I will go back to guard the gate first."

Ye Fusheng thanked them, and after watching the two go away, he turned and pushed open the wooden door.

The Bullying Shuang Courtyard is not big, not even half of the Fuxue Courtyard. Compared to the elders of a group of elders, it is a bit chilly, not to mention that there are only two simple wooden houses here, and the courtyard is no more than one. A plum tree is almost considered poor.

After entering the courtyard gate, I feel even colder. I am afraid that although the cold pool has been filled, the extremely cold earth energy accumulated for thousands of years is still lingering.Ye Fusheng held Xie Li in his arms, so he didn't stop in the yard, and entered the bedroom on the left.

The dormitory was still cold, probably double as a study, without even a stove, so Ye Fusheng had no choice but to put Xie Li on the stool, and let him spend some of his internal energy, which was a bit more warm.

Xie Li is also good, as soon as his body warmed up, he stopped sitting and pretending to be dead, turned over and punched in the room, exercising his body with stagnant energy and blood.Ye Fusheng saw that he was getting used to it, so he gave some instructions, turned around and left the door.

On the right is the practice room, there are no decorations except futons, the more Ye Fusheng looked at it, the more he felt that the days of Duanqing were more boring than those in Feiyun Peak, so he shook his head to look at the cave in the middle that occupied most of the courtyard.

The Bullying Shuang Courtyard is built against the mountain, with a wooden house on the left and right, but a cave dug out by manpower in the middle, which is closed with a black iron gate to block most peeps.

Ye Fusheng walked over and groped for a while before he found the key from under the lamp holder in front of the door.The moment the door was pushed open, a gust of white mist floated out from the gap, Ye Fusheng was caught off guard and shivered from the cold, since his internal energy felt cold at all, it could be seen how cold it was in the cave.

He rubbed his arms and dodged in.

The cave was built very flat, there were no strange rocks hanging upside down, but there were no torches, so the light was inevitably dim.Ye Fusheng groped and walked a long way inside, only to see the shiny green light.

It is the night pearl.

A luminous pearl the size of a baby's fist was placed on the lampstand, illuminating the surrounding three-acre land and allowing Ye Fusheng to finally see the secrets in this cave.

The innermost part of the cave is very spacious, and there is a water pool with a radius of one zhang in the center.

There is a stone platform above the cold pool, and an ice coffin is placed on it. Because it is located in this dark and cold place that has not seen the sun for many years, and there is a natural cold pool, there is no sign of melting.

Ye Fusheng suddenly panicked.

He played with God's will and human favor for half his life, and he went through countless times between life and death, but he hadn't been so flustered for a long time.

It wasn't nervousness, it was just an uncontrollable fear from the bottom of my heart.

What is he afraid of?

Why should he be afraid?

Ye Fusheng's heart beat wildly for no reason, he flew and landed on the edge of the stone platform, his palm brushed away the frost that had condensed on the coffin lid regardless of the biting cold, revealing his true face inch by inch.

There was a woman lying in the coffin. I don't know how long she had been lying there, but her body showed no signs of decay, her skin and hair were not too withered, and she looked fine.

She is about 40 to [-] years old, with her hands folded in front of her abdomen, plain clothes and hair, her appearance is not very bright, and her eyes are closed because her eyes are closed.

But this face, which Gu Xiao had seen thousands of times back then, was engraved in his heart long ago, and he thought it was more beautiful than any other stunning woman in the world.

His palms stopped, and he stared blankly at the woman under the ice coffin. He opened and closed his mouth several times, his throat was choked, and he couldn't say a word.

His pupils constricted, his eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes almost greedily swept over every part of the woman's body. However, the last blood stains in his memory were cleaned up, and there was nothing that hurt his eyes.

Ye Fusheng's eyes finally fixed on her face.

The corners of the woman's mouth were slightly raised. She should have been smiling when she was dying, and she never fell back until she died, leaving this smile on her face forever.

"She left with a smile." Duanqing came over at some point, he stood beside Ye Fusheng, looked at the woman in the ice coffin, and said softly, "Jiefang, Xiaoer is back."