The past ignites old dreams

In a person's life, there are many words that can only stop at the lips and teeth, hidden in the years.

Cui Ling has a lot of questions, but whenever he looks at Cui Yan, Lan Sheng's deep valley, peaceful and distant, fluttering as if he is independent from the world, he has transformed into an immortal, no matter how many questions he has, they will turn into unswerving waiting until death, Why ask him what he is going to do, no matter what he is going to do, I have no hesitation.

He is the son I follow all my life, and he is the god in my heart that will never collapse.

Cui Yan, I said that I will always believe in you, and you also said that you will always understand me.

"Why are you standing there?" Cui Yan asked.

Cui Ling lowered his head and said after a long time, "Today is the last day of the martial arts conference."

"Yeah." Cui Yan looked towards the sky beyond the wall, "The useless ones are almost dead."

Cui Ling knew what Cui Yan was waiting for.

The trees are all in autumn, and the mountains and mountains are only in the morning light.

In a crimson morning glow, it flew in the air.No matter where Cui Yan is, Ling Kong can always find him accurately.

Cui Yan took down the letter box, helped Lingkong comb its wings, and gently rubbed its head, "Lingkong, after eating, go and track someone else for me."

Flying away in the air, Cui Yan took out the letterhead, white paper and black pen, piercing through the back of the paper, flamboyant, and at a glance, he knew it was the handwriting of the person he was waiting for.

"The Crow is already at the top of the Jade Emperor." Cui Yanxuan's heart was half at ease, "In the early years, I heard Master mention his little junior brother who went crazy, so it turns out that he is a descendant of Lu Baorong."

"The Lu family was massacred back then, and it is still one of the tragedies in Suzhou. There are still people who escaped death."

"It was Master who saved him." Cui Yan said, "I think he also wanted to repay Master's kindness."

"Then, shall we still go to Jade Emperor Summit?"

"Go." Cui Yan resolutely said, "The royal family is coveting, the green crow is recovering, and Sheng Linya is aggressive. It's time to settle this bad debt."

"I'm going to prepare."

In the evening of autumn, the chrysanthemums are boiled in wine, and the begonias are all drunk.

When the Lu brothers and sisters heard that Cui Yan and Cui Ling were going to go to the Jade Emperor Summit, they came over to see them off.

Lu Mingzhu ironed the green bamboo leaves by herself, and set the pot with the bowl, the purple jade phoenix head pot, the celadon flower moon bowl, and the golden bamboo leaf green with a slightly blue color.

She was wearing a rouge-colored skirt, a flower-like cloak, and her hair was neatly tied into a butterfly bun.In Mount Tai, which is approaching winter, it seems to bring a hint of spring-like warmth.

Cui Yan took Lu Mingzhu's wine and drank it in several sips. Every sip was sweet and slightly bitter, with an endless aftertaste.Good wine should be drunk slowly, and it's the same with being a human being. When matters are big or small, they should be prioritized and prioritized. Don't act emotionally.

Cui Yan: "Thank you for your hospitality in the past two days."

Lu Wenyu: "One family does not speak two languages."

Lu Mingzhu: "Go and take care."

Cui Yan looked at Lu Mingzhu, thinking of what she said last night that Lu and Cui were advancing and retreating together, she felt warm in her heart, "Mingzhu, it's my fault that I told you to wait for many years."

"Don't say that." Lu Mingzhu nodded and smiled, "Your ambition is everywhere, I understand your hard conscience."

"No matter what the result is, I have decided to marry you." Cui Yan said to Lu Wenyu again, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, please go back to Fan Yang to prepare."

Lu Wenyu said hello several times, but her heart felt sour.

Cui Yan held Lu Mingzhu's hand, and gave her the jade pendant around her waist, "You said such things at this time, you should blame me."

Lu Mingzhu couldn't help but wet her eyes, she shook her head and said, "No resentment, no resentment. But I hope God will take care of Cui and Lu's family and get through this calamity."

The brother and sister sent Cui Yan and Cui Ling to Tianjie together, and then reluctantly returned home.

Lu Mingzhu held the jade pendant, tears in her eyes, "Finally looking forward to the wedding date, I was born as a young lady of the Fanyang Lu family, I am worthy of the family."

Filled with pity, Lu Wenyu hugged her younger sister into her arms again, "I'm not good enough as a big brother. If I agreed to marry Qianxue back then, you wouldn't have to bear the responsibility of marriage."

"Brother, don't blame yourself. I regard Cui Yan as my younger brother, and we will be relatives for life. But you are different from me. You had someone you loved before, but I didn't. How could you be willing to grow old with others when you have someone in your heart."

The geese return to the crows and look back by mistake, one year old and one dry.Lu Wenyu looked up at the sky, there were few geese flying southward in a hurry, the end of autumn had passed, winter was just around the corner, every year, every year, the past, the past people, belonged only to the past, and now they are again When I think of that person, there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine, but watching the flowers bloom and fall, I don’t talk about right and wrong.

"No more." Lu Wenyu said with a sigh of relief.

"Oh~ but why do I feel that you fell in love with Qiao Ran at first sight?" Lu Mingzhu wiped away her tears and laughed, and walked away between crying and laughing.

Cui Ling, who was following Cui Yan, stopped for a moment and looked back at Lu Mingzhu in the distance, pursing his thin lips tightly.

After all, he chose to marry you, fulfilling the wishes of the two families.

"Cui Ling." Cui Yan called him.

Cui Ling continued to follow.

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

"En." Cui Yan didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them walked very quickly, and it didn't take much effort to arrive at Bixia Temple.

Bixia Temple has always been the holy place of Quanzhen sect.Magnificent and majestic, with copper tiles covering the roof, it looks like a palace in the sky.Every year, there is an endless stream of people who go up to the mountain to worship, and the incense burns in front of the temple.

The red ribbons hanging on the two old osmanthus trees outside the hall are full of blessings and wishes, and they are blowing in the wind at the moment.There is no incense in the incense pavilion.Once the martial arts conference starts, Mount Tai will be closed, only going out and not entering.The unqualified disciples and grandchildren of the Quanzhen sect temporarily evacuated in Tai'an City, and those with high martial arts skills stayed on the mountain.

The five-year martial arts conference is actually the same exchange of blood. Seniors die, wounded, and retired, giving young people a chance to catch up.

Cui Ling entered the main hall, turned around, and came out, "There is no one left behind. I don't know if there are no more living people or they have already gone to Yuhuangding."

Cui Yan watched the red ribbons fluttering all over the trees, and after Cui Ling finished speaking, he turned around and said, "If that's the case, let's go."

Another gust of wind blew by, the higher you go, the lower the temperature, and the wind that blows is also extraordinarily cold.

Cui Ling saw the golden osmanthus being blown to the ground, and also saw a red ribbon fluttering down.

Cui Yan stretched out his hand, and the ribbon landed on his palm.He turned his head to look at the old osmanthus tree, and then lifted the end of the ribbon to look at it.

There are crooked black handwriting written on the red ribbon. The writing is ugly and strange. It is a bit different from the usual handwriting. It seems that some gestures have been removed, but these words are very similar. Cui Yan read it silently: Qiao Xiaoran A visit.

"..." Cui Yan didn't believe it, and read it several times.

Cui Ling saw Cui Yan looking at the fallen ribbon over and over again, walked over suspiciously and asked, "What did you write?"

Cui Yan put the ribbon into his pocket, "Let's go."

Cui Ling looked at the back of Cui Yan who was taking a step ahead, his heart felt like a knife was twisted, and he felt uncomfortable in every way.

The two, one in front and one behind, headed towards the Jade Emperor Peak.

Yuhuangding is the top of the main peak of Mount Tai. It is named after the Jade Emperor Temple on the top of the peak.The east pavilion can look forward to "the rising sun", and the west pavilion can see the "Yellow River Jade Belt".

The cliffs are hard to cut, and the birds are hard to cross.Since ancient times, it has been a holy place where emperors of all dynasties enshrined Zen and offered sacrifices to heaven.

The air is in harmony with the great wilderness, and the heart is like the sea, and there are no mountains in sight when facing the upper realm.

In this situation, one should be broad-minded, if one ignores the people inside and outside the Jade Emperor Temple.

Someone said, "You're late."

Someone said, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Someone has shown a weapon.

Cui Ling counted the crowd in detail, almost all the masters of the major sects were there, except for Shaolin and Huashan.Shaolin has never participated in it, but as for the Huashan School, they don't know what happened.

Cui Yan glanced over everyone's faces, only looking for Qing Ya.

"Cui Yan!"

The crow popped out.He was alone, without Lu Liao's company.

Everyone is afraid, and no one dares to act first.

Cui Ling turned his face to one side, and heard Cui Yan's concern for Qing Ya, "Are you all right?"

"No problem." Qing Ya said to the crowd blocking the entrance of the temple, "It's a piece of cake to defeat them."

Someone exasperated, "Bastard!"

Someone sneered, "Why did you lose to Sheng Linya when you were capable?"

Crow was not annoyed either, "Who will try first?"

Sheng Linya and Tian Yunshu arrived earlier than Cui Yan and the others. Sheng Linya took Tian Yunshu, who was not good at martial arts, to the Jade Emperor Summit without any damage.

Sheng Linya said, "Follow the old rules. Draw lots to determine the order."

Cui Ling immediately said, "My son does not need to draw lots."

Immediately, some people objected, Cui Ling said contemptuously, "Have you ever weighed how much you are worth?"

Someone said, "This is the rules of the rivers and lakes, and people in the rivers and lakes have to act according to the rules of the rivers and lakes."

"Currently, the sun is shining and the morning glow is shining. The color is bright red, and the clouds are coming from the west. I'm afraid it will rain at night and the mountain trails will be difficult to walk. You'd better make a quick decision."

The person who spoke was Tian Yunshu, someone knew him, "You're just a butt-"

Before he could finish speaking, the speaker spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and twitched a few times, kicked his legs up to the west sky.

The surrounding people dispersed to avoid the blood-stained land.

No one saw clearly what weapon Sheng Linya was using, and some people didn't even see clearly how he did it. The long sleeves flew up in a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, Sheng Linya had killed someone and returned to Tian Yunshu's side, as if he had never never left.

"The rules of the rivers and lakes are that the strong are respected." Sheng Linya said, "It's not that I can't kill you all, I just want to give my opponent a face."

Sheng Linya looked at Cui Yan, his eyes were shining brightly, "There are not many people who can be called my opponents."

"It's not too late." Cui Yan paced to the center surrounded by the crowd, "Before you draw lots, I have a few words to tell you all."

Sheng Linya raised his hand and said, "Please tell me."

"Today is different from the past. You are competing for the position of number one in the world. How many of you are fighting for the promotion of martial arts, not for money."

Someone came forward amidst the noise, "Isn't the method of winning people's hearts with money the first idea proposed by you, Mrs. Cui?!"

Another humanely said, "Originally, Jianghu is a matter of Jianghu. Since the imperial court intervened, we will die a large number of people every five years!"

"Shut up!" Cui Ling roared, and the surroundings became quiet.

Cui Yan added, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Since everyone knows it well, why not just change this bad habit and cancel the martial arts conference."

"Fart! It's you Cui who say it's going to be held, and it's you Cui who say it's cancelled. You Cui still don't care about people!"

"Absurd! Absurd! What a joke!"

"After that, we don't have funds, how can we run the sect?"

"Without a martial arts competition, wouldn't everyone dare to be number one in the world!"

There was confusion for a while.

Suddenly, I heard a long and calm sound—"Huo Li from Huashan sect, I would like to say hello to all my martial arts friends."

The author has something to say: "All the trees are in autumn, and the mountains and mountains only have the glory of the morning" from the work "Wild Hope" written by Wang Ji, a poet in the late Sui Dynasty and early Tang Dynasty. The time is the morning of the day, so it is changed to "Zhaohui".