One Sword Nine Ya

There is a small rustling sound from the window lattice, accompanied by the sound of the wind, it is the sound of snow particles knocking on the window, which makes people feel very peaceful - just thinking about why there is a peach blossom valley that is like spring all the year round in the snow mountain, and the warm valley It will snow, which is really strange.

Chen Weichen didn't fall asleep quickly this time, instead he woke up a little bit, and began to talk intermittently.

"Ye Jun, what do you do on the snow mountain?"

Ye Jiuya replied: "Get up in the morning to practice swords, then read sword manuals, compete with others, and watch the ghosts at night."

"Is it like this every day?"

"Ah."

"I heard that Taoism emphasizes Taoism and nature, and there are Sanqing, and Buddhism emphasizes compassion, and there are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Ye Jun, where are you sword cultivators?"

Ye Jiuya said: "Cultivate your heart, there is a sword tomb."

The person in his arms sighed, stretched out his hand and gently traced his eyebrows and eyes: "Others cultivate immortality, and they will live forever in the end, but you cultivate immortality, but in the end you become a completely cold thing."

Chen Weichen looked at him, and then asked: "Have you been alone all these years, deserted?"

Ye Jiuya said lightly, "It's okay."

Evening fragrance floats in the tent, adding a bit of unspeakable charm for nothing.There are often such scenes in the storybooks, ancient temples, or some remote and deserted courtyards, where a passing scholar spends the night and encounters a fox or flower demon.Yaomei always has a beautiful face, is gentle and considerate, exhales in the ear, and said softly, this gentleman, you are alone, are you deserted?

Wait for the passing scholar to be confused, and then show his fangs. Some like to eat human flesh and blood, some like to chew bones, and some like to suck human spirit. , In the end, both of them died for love, in short, it was a bad death.

Ye Jiuya didn't know where the faint sense of danger came from, he only knew that it was not appropriate to be too intimate like this, he reached out and grabbed Chen Weichen's wrist, trying to pull it away - but unexpectedly this action made the atmosphere even more ambiguous.

The corners of Chen Weichen's lips curled up. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a pool of autumn water in it. After the smile, the waves of autumn water calmed down, and there was some long-lasting affection in the clarity.

Seventy percent of this person's flamboyance is probably in his eyes.When walking in the square city, if any daughter pushed open the embroidered window of the small building, and met such eyes, she would surely blush, droop her eyes and hurriedly close the window, and then turn her head to ask her close friends quietly. Whose son is it.

At this moment, the young master smiled and asked, "Ye Jun, why do you keep looking at me?"

Ye Jiuya saw how he was suppressing his drowsiness, and rubbed his hair: "Sleep."

Chen Weichen let out a "hmm", and was about to close his eyes when the dark room suddenly lit up, but suddenly there was a loud rumble of thunder in the valley, followed by some kind of faint rolling sound.

——Then there was a scream from the maid outside.

"My lord!" Xiaotao knocked open the door: "It's bad! The landslide!"

Ye Jiuya opened the window with his sword energy, and he saw the gray clouds in the night sky churning, the surrounding mountains trembled violently, large and small stones rolled down on the snowy ground, making a dull sound, and then trembled violently, all the mountains were pressed against this place. This is a paradise that shouldn't exist in the first place.

At the same time, the people guarding the Heavenly Gate of Huandang Mountain were also aware of it, and turned their heads to look at the foggy mountain road with faint roar.

The next moment, a bigger tremor came - this time the tremor came from Tianmen.

Continuous ripples appeared on the barrier of the void, and strands of black air had penetrated.

Kongming and the rest of the Zhichen disciples set up layers of Buddhist formations in the open space in front of them. They recognized the famous "Cihang", "Compassion", and "Du E", while the ones they didn't know were even more mysterious. Sophisticated and solemn, even the mist that has been covering the road ahead has faded a lot under the light of Zhuangzheng Buddha.

Kongming is wearing a snow-white monk robe, half covered with gold and red lotus clothes, surrounded by blossoming Buddha lotus, and under his feet is a complicated formation. If the formation is of an ordinary color, it must be dazzling. However, this formation contains Buddhist orthodoxy, just There is a faint glow, which makes the center more empty and calm, without any dust from the world.

Xing Qiu watched from the side, and when the formation was about to be completed, a little novice ran over and saluted him: "This benefactor, brother Kong Ming said, you can't stay in the formation if you practice the magic way. Stay away."

Xing Qiu glanced at Kong Ming, turned around and walked directly under the Tianmen.

After a while, the little novice came over again and said: "This benefactor, brother said that when the Tianmen is broken, the formation is enough to deal with it, you don't have to get so close."

Xing Qiu glared at Kong Ming, snorted lightly, and walked back with a flick of his sleeves.

But the little novice also followed, sitting cross-legged on a rock, looking at the formation energetically.

Xing Qiu asked: "Not going back?"

The little novice was still naive and naive, and he didn't have the reticence of those monks who have fallen behind the old Buddha for many years. He said: "The poor monk can't help anymore. Why don't you just watch here, just to understand the Buddha's Dharma."

Xing Qiu sneered, and patted the little novice on the shiny head: "The Dharma is not profound, and at such a young age, 'poor monk' is easy to say."

His Majesty the Demon Emperor is not inferior to the goblins in this world when it comes to his somewhat bewitching appearance. He smiled, and the little novice has never seen such a scene—— His eyes drifted a few times, and he muttered a few words silently The color is not different, the emptiness is not different, and then said: "All the senior uncles and senior brothers in the temple call themselves like this."

Xing Qiu said again: "Once the gate of heaven is broken, [-]% of us will die. Are you still in the mood to comprehend Buddhism?"

The little novice said: "The Buddha gave up his body to feed the tiger, cut his flesh to feed the eagle, and still didn't change his face. Now that all living beings are in danger, how can we disciples be afraid?"

Xing Qiu looked at that serious look, and wanted to tease him: "The lamp of death is extinguished, and now the centrifugal demon comes in. I don't think it will take long, and it is about to die. Even if you understand too much Buddhism, what is the use of it? "

The little novice twirled the rosary and replied: "Almsgiver, you can't say that. The confusion in front of you is only a moment, and I can't say the next moment. I will become a Buddha immediately."

Xing Qiu laughed, and put his arms around the little novice's shoulders from behind: "Little bald donkey, monks don't lie, you can remember."

The little novice was surrounded by beauties, and his whole body was stiff: "The poor monk does not mean that the poor monk can become a Buddha immediately..."

Xing Qiu smiled, and patted the little novice monk on the shoulder: "Call your brother over here, I have something serious to talk to him about."

The little novice was let go and left in a hurry.After a while, Kong Ming finished setting up the formation and came to his side.

"What's the matter with you?" Kong Ming asked.

Xing Qiu spread out his palms, his fingers were slender, and the fingertips were clear, a trace of black air suddenly appeared, and the black air spread rapidly until it surrounded half of his arms.

"You should remember that demon of mine. I have been thinking about how to find him these days." Xing Qiu said: "There was no improvement at first, but later——I thought, since the demon is born from the heart, then I will recall it." In the past, find the root cause of the demons. After that, you can see some vaguely."

"Xingluoyuan is a boundary between the world of the human world and the world of demons. The two worlds blend without conflict. The mist was born and condensed into the Jiuyou Tianquan. I was quenched by the spring water, so I was in harmony with my heart in the world of demons. The demon is connected, and when he attaches to me, I won't lose my sanity and die like other people."

Kong Ming heard the meaning in his words, and asked, "You mean to say that it's not impossible for people and demons to coexist?"

Before the words fell, the gate of the void trembled loudly, the inner demon broke through the barrier, and flooded in like a tide.

At the same time, in the illusion, lightning tore apart the sky, violent winds and snow swept across the world, and the snow tide and the broken mountain flooded the place in an instant.

Ye Jiuya flew up with Chen Weichen in his arms, barely avoiding it.

Chen Weichen looked at the flattened valley below, and turned his gaze to Ye Jiuya: "Ye Jun, where are we going?"

His reaction made Ye Jiuya frowned almost invisibly—no matter what the circumstances, Chen Weichen's character, seeing Xiaotao and others dying in the snow together, shouldn't be as unresponsive as he is now. , even if this is an illusion derived from his own memory.

But at this moment, the situation did not allow him to think too much. He turned around and flew towards the Jiange direction, and found that the Jiange was also in chaos at the moment.

When the old pavilion master saw him coming, he didn't care to bring another person, and hurriedly said: "The breath is different, go and check the Tianhe barrier!"

Before the words were finished, a disciple ran up from the bottom of the mountain, and said anxiously: "Pavilion Master, there are many monsters coming from the other side of the Tianhe River!"

The distant sky presents a mysterious reddish purple, and countless black monsters emitting turbid air are flying towards them. It seems that they are all condensed by black mist. Immortal cultivators have very good eyesight and can see a ferocious human face in the center of the black air. Hissed and shouted.

"This..." A senior brother said: "This is clearly inconsistent with the records! It is said in the classics that the demon cultivator was also reborn from a mortal, but this..."

"No matter what it is, it will endanger my immortal world." The old pavilion master frowned tightly, "Lian Xin, you go and pass the message to all sects, and the rest will follow me to guard Tianhe."

The Battle of Tianhe started so suddenly, and the enemy turned into tens of thousands of demons, which was even more tragic than before.There was no sound of clashing weapons on the battlefield, only the hoarse voices of demons and the screams of disciples who lost their sanity and were on the verge of collapse.Chen Weichen lives in Ye Jiuya's residence in Jiange. Naturally, he doesn't go to the battlefield, and he can't go to the battlefield. He just plays or sleeps in the room every day, and does some things like playing the piano and drawing. Tianhui will come back from Tianhe once and stay on the mountain for a few hours. Firstly, he needs to adjust his mind and secondly, he needs to arrange affairs. Then he will come back to see him.

Whenever Ye Jiuya comes back, Chen Weichen puts down the piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings in his hands, and stays with him, behaving kindly and a little beyond courtesy.One time when Ye Jiuya came back, his hair was covered with a little snowfall, he brushed it off with his hand, then tiptoed and kissed Ye Jiuya's forehead.The touch of the lips was soft and warm, and after touching each other, they looked at each other, and they were both stunned for a while.

The figure of the emperor is often seen on the mountain, and he always appears together with Chen Weichen——When Ye Jiuya came back more than once, he saw the two sitting opposite each other under the tree, playing chess with each other.When Chen Weichen saw Ye Jiuya coming in, he was about to put down his chess pieces to meet him, but after being indifferently glanced at by the emperor, he pursed his lips, and then reluctantly looked back at the chessboard.

The atmosphere was harmonious and strange, and the emperor had no intention of participating in the war. He only said a word to Ye Jiuya when the accident happened: "The success or failure of this battle should be yours, not mine."

Ye Jiuya didn't know what he meant at the time, until this day, the old pavilion master was seriously injured.

The old pavilion master was finally defeated and wounded by the demons in his heart. At the last moment, he came to his senses. His right hand trembled and he held Ye Jiuya's hand. His eyes were clear: "Disciple..."

Ye Jiuya held his hand back: "Master."

The old pavilion master coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said intermittently: "Disciple... I see for the teacher that the ruthless dao... the ruthless dao triple realm is...their... nemesis, you have always... the best mind, as long as you Throwing away all those thoughts and obsessions, the triple realm...how difficult is it...disciple, you...why are you not pure?"

The wind and snow howled, the body of the old pavilion master gradually stiffened, Ye Jiuya's hand holding his palm also became cold, the cold air spread from the fingertips, and the sky appeared dark red, it seemed that a corner of this illusion was finally revealed, the sinister intentions of this illusion .

"A disciple is not filial." He heard his own voice resounding amidst the wind and snow.

"There is indeed a dusty heart."

After a long silence, he said again: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."