[Forget envy] Destiny is the life of the king

Baoshan Sanren led Lan Wangji back to Qingyao Mountain. In fact, she was aware of another bearer of resentment, and had been following them, but she couldn't leave Wei Wuxian alone, so she had to take a detour to make way. The maze works.

Walking around the turning point at the entrance of the mountainside, and arriving at the geothermal hot spring in just one turn, Lan Wangji has come to Qingyao Mountain more than dozens of times this month, except for that one reunion with Wei Wuxian, there is no way to come to this place again. spa.

They crossed the hot spring, passed through the reed grassland, followed the mountain stream all the way, and walked upstream to the two lightly built huts in an open space.

Lan Wangji had just put Wei Wuxian on the straw couch lightly, when he saw Baoshan Sanren bring a ceramic bottle from another room, sat down beside the couch, and cursed complainingly: "I'll be with you earlier I said not to go down the mountain, but you just want to sing against me and commit evil yourself!"

No matter how many scolds he uttered, the hand that applied the sticky herb paste to the wound was extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

Baoshan Sanren bandaged Wei Wuxian's wound, then stood up and gave his seat to Lan Wangji and said, "Don't worry, I have recuperated his body in the past two years, he is not fragile."

Lan Wangji gently lifted Wei Wuxian's hand, and placed it carefully in the palm of his hand, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Baoshan Sanren continued: "Whether you practice Taoism, immortality, Buddhahood, or even ghosts, calamity exists, and it exists in everyone's life. If he has it, you will too. Two years ago, you were infected with a gu. Poisonous life is in danger, this is your fate."

Lan Wangji nodded to show his understanding that every cultivator must go through tribulations. Tribulations can be big or small, and they are trials and fortunes.

The catastrophe given by the sky is a catastrophe, it is the punishment given by the heaven to those who violate the laws of heaven, or it may be the result of the evil virtues accumulated in the previous life.And what is born by destiny is fate, which only belongs to those who deserve it, and it is also one of the gaps that the Taoist must cross.

Baoshan Sanren looked at Wei Wuxian's face that was different from what she remembered, and a child's smiling face appeared in her mind, saying: "When Yingying was a child, he was really cute. His face and personality are similar to his The mother is very similar. After his parents passed away, I once asked the master... the Baoshan Sanren who took office to bring the baby back, but I knew a long time ago that this child does not belong to Baoshan. The moment you go, it's doomed."

Lan Wangji listened quietly.

The Sanren of Baoshan looked at Lan Wangji and said, "All the people under Baoshan's gate are in the catastrophe. The catastrophe is the catastrophe of the sky. You can either practice in the deep mountains and spend your whole life, or fall into the mortal world and die in the catastrophe. Heaven can only give you a choice once." rights, so those who go down the mountain are not allowed to return, not because we are heartless, but because the destiny cannot be violated."

"But... the baby is very special." Baoshan Sanren's tone became very dignified.

She walked to the window, stared closely at the stars in the sky, and said: "Both he and his mother are destined to be catastrophe. This is a very rare situation. The sky also gives him a choice, but he chooses to be with Jiang's." Rolling around in the world of mortals, he ended up in a cluster of corpses, without a whole body. It seemed that he was doomed, and his soul would surely be annihilated in ashes, but he was sacrificed and returned to live another life, just because there was still a kalpa in his life. "

Lan Wangji asked in bewilderment, "Is there still a catastrophe?"

The Sanren of Baoshan said: "This catastrophe seems to be there or not. I have not seen through it. So I took him to the mountain as an excuse to save you, away from the world of mortals, hoping to survive this catastrophe, but God did not hesitate to let him return. , let you meet again, and in the end he chose to go down the mountain to find you, this calamity is destined for you to go through together.”

Baoshanren, who was looking at the starry sky, turned his eyes back to Lan Wangji and said, "But I understand now! It's not Ying who should be responsible for this fate, but you, Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji! You and Ying Fate and fate are connected together, this is a factor that I can't see through. It's no wonder that no matter how far you are, no matter how many obstacles you have, you will still find each other. The baby came back to help you overcome the catastrophe. His life is at your mercy."

Lan Wangji had never heard of a person who could bear other people's lives, so he asked in puzzlement, "Since it's a fate, why would it implicate others?"

The Sanren of Baoshan said: "Who can say for sure? The golden elixir of the baby is one, the grudges of the past are two, and the relationship with you is three. According to the Taoism, the Tao is born one, the Taixu is born, the life is two, and the yin and yang are two. There are three births, the combination of yin and yang, and the three births of all things. Now the golden core of Mo Xuanyu's body has reached the conjunction of yin and yang with the resentment core in the baby soul, and your fate happens to be the image of three births... Listen Well, if you can't survive this calamity, one of you will die, otherwise, you can stay together for a lifetime, and there is only one way to resolve it, you have to..."

Just when Baoshan Sanren was about to explain the solution, several powerful murderous auras suddenly rushed from all directions, interrupting her words. She didn't expect the arrival to break through the maze so quickly and chase after him. arrival.

Two ferocious corpses broke through the roof unexpectedly and fell into the hut. Baoshan Sanren escaped the attack of the ferocious corpses and jumped out of the window, while Lan Wangji guarded himself in front of the grass couch, picked up the guqin and danced in front of the hut. In front of him, the body of the lyre was hard and heavy. With a light push of the lyre, the corpses closest to them were knocked away. With a twist of his wrist, he swept the strings, and with the force of the sound, all the corpses were blown away. outside.

The two murderous corpses that were blown away had unusual grievances, just like the poisonous corpses that had sneaked up on him many times before. Shan Sanren was dealing with the two murderous corpses alone. Although she didn't have a weapon in hand, she still had a relaxed attitude and was not afraid of the poisonous corpses. However, there seemed to be a lot of resentment nearby.

"Hanguang-jun! We meet again!"

That's right, since he came prepared, Lan Wangji knew that this person would definitely show up too. He looked up at the man in national costume with half his leg hanging on the roof, and said angrily, "Jiang Yuan!"

Jiang Yuan took off the jar tied around his waist and said, "This time I found something good again, let's play with it..."

Jiang Yuan smacked the skin on the surface of the jar, and a new murderous corpse appeared from nowhere and rushed into the hut. Although the speed of this poisonous corpse was slower than that of the previous ones, it was extremely huge, as if It is a characteristic of the northern race. The inner layers of the pale skin on both hands are covered with strips of protrusions, all of which are in the shape of a centipede, which is extremely terrifying.

Lan Wangji didn't move half a step because of the new species of poisonous corpse, he still guarded in front of the straw couch, raised the Wangji Guqin, and played the sound of expulsion, but the whole body of the poisonous corpse made creaking sounds, which sounded like It was the countless centipedes in his body that were crawling at the same time, one centipede's centipede claws, and the sound made by the countless centipedes was even louder, just breaking the influence of Lan Wangji's piano sound on the poisonous corpse itself.

Seeing this, Lan Wangji turned to Bichen to fight, Bichen only showed a three-pointer, and the poisonous corpse rushed over, Lan Wangji raised his sword to block, the skin of this poisonous corpse was extremely hard, Bichen's block could only Three points into the flesh, Lan Wangji strengthened the transmission of spiritual power, Bichen's sword light instantly became stronger.

At the same time, two living centipedes crawled out from the wound Bichen cut open, and climbed up along the body of Bichen's sword. Lan Wangji quickly pierced the sword, raised his legs and kicked the poisonous corpse's waist, He forced to retreat, but the poisonous corpse was huge and calm, and immediately stabilized his figure, stretched out his hand to grab Lan Wangji's shirt, and dragged him out as well.

Although Lan Wangji stepped steadily, but because he had scruples about Gu poison, he avoided further contact with the poisonous body of the poisonous corpse, so he couldn't resist the opponent's frenzied power, and he was transferred even if he pulled and sent him. When he got to the other side of the room, he realized that the other party deliberately pulled him away from the straw couch, not for him, but at the same time he realized, the silver light had already flashed in front of Lan Wangji.

Jiang Yuan landed in front of the straw couch, and played with the dagger that had been tied around his waist in his hand, his eyes flashed a chill, he turned around and grasped the dagger in his backhand, then raised the knife and stabbed the person lying on the straw couch, Lan Wangji frantically summoned his spiritual power, and a burst of blue spiritual light struck Jiang Yuan's hands instantly.

Jiang Yuan looked back at Lan Wangji and said, "Hanguang-Jun, are you not afraid that I will let go of the dagger?"

The exceptionally sharp dagger was hanging on Wei Wuxian's neck, as soon as Jiang Yuan let go of his fingers, the dagger would go straight into his throat, Lan Wangji didn't dare to move, Jiang Yuan smiled evilly and said, "So this is If I had known about your weakness earlier, I wouldn’t have had to waste so much effort trying to sneak up on you, wasting my whole month in vain.”

Jiang Yuan unscrupulously sat on the seat where Lan Wangji sat just now, his eyes fixed on Wei Wuxian, he suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to grab Wei Wuxian, pulled him up, and said: "Lend me something."

Lan Wangji's heart was also pulled violently, and he hurriedly said, "Don't touch him!"

Jiang Yuan carried Wei Wuxian on his shoulder, and said, "Don't worry! I'll leave a mark along the way, you have to come to me to get it back as soon as possible, hey... I don't know how long this can be kept... ...." Then under the cover of the poisonous corpse, he walked out of the house and walked to the other side of the valley.

Lan Wangji chased after him, shouting: "Stop!"

Baoshan Sanren also subdued the last corpse on the ground, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and save the baby, your catastrophe has already begun!"

Lan Wangji responded briefly: "En!"

"Hanguang-jun!" Baoshan Sanren called to Lan Wangji again, and she threw a chic long cloth bag with a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram hidden on her body to Lan Wangji and said, "The baby is entrusted to you. Please make sure both of you are safe!"

Lan Wangji bowed and raised his hands, saluted Baoshan Sanren, and then quickly caught up with Jiang Yuan.

Baoshan Sanren watched Lan Wangji go away, but she still didn't tell the solution in the end, the secret cannot be leaked, if they really love each other, they can solve everything, but if the love is not deep enough, it is not enough to tell the solution Not necessarily.

Baoshan Sanren looked up at the night sky, thinking so much that they could get through this disaster safely, even if they knew that Wei Wuxian would never go back to the mountain, would never return to her side, as long as he lives well, it is already a redemption.

to be continued