[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

That evening, Jiang Wuque invited me to watch the sea.

He prepared a mat, unfolded it and let me sit on it, facing the sea and sky, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are glowing.

"Why don't you sit down?" I asked him.

He stood silent for a while, and finally sat down together.

The cushion is not wide, it is for me alone.When the two sat together, I knew it was not intentional, his elbow touched mine lightly, through the thin material of the summer clothes, it was slightly cool at first, and then warm.

I turned my head and saw that he was looking forward. Although he was thin, his shoulders were broad, and the slightly sunken shoulder blades were a proper and strong support no matter what. I thought so, and straightened my body silently.

I have been to the Qi Clan and boarded Shangxie, but I have never tried to look at the sea like this.A person by my side is actually better than all kinds of twilight, better than boundless light, so I just miss him, and I am willing to miss the most magnificent scenery in front of me.

So he once said that I like high places, and said that he would send me on the way...that was so stupid, he didn't know that I just wanted to stop in one place, as long as he was by his side.

"You invited me to see the sea, is it really just for watching?" I asked him.

Jiang Wuque had nothing to say for a long time, and finally spoke, still quite meaningless three words, "Otherwise?"

So I pointed to the glowing scarlet shadow in the infinite distance, and asked him, "Is it pretty?"

He looked sideways slightly, the unfinished brilliance of the setting sun dyed that face, the bright gold powder color formed the best light and shadow.He didn't answer, but I asked myself and answered: "It's pretty good."

He smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"

I was helpless, "Why do you have to expose me?"

He laughed again, and he didn't cherish the cold image that was established in my heart.

"Actually, the scenery here is better than Xianyunzhan," I said, "You should settle here, why choose the cold Kunlun Snow Peak?"

"It's better to be colder," Jiang Wuque replied, "It hurts more to be colder, at least let people know that they are still alive."

"That must be your only thought, Tie... Others may not like it."

"She likes it," he said.

Then I waited, waited for a while, opened my eyes and asked him: "Are you finished?"

He seemed puzzled and asked, "What did you say?"

"You really don't understand. I'm here to chat with you, not to see the sky and the sea."

He lowered his eyes, and gradually his brows seemed to be drawn together, and he replied: "I don't know what to say."

"I know." I looked into his eyes, "Jiang Wuque, tell me the secret of the Sangshen Jue...I transcribed it and gave it to you, no matter what secrets it involves, you should at least let me know. "

Jiang Wuque frowned even more, and clasped his hands on his knees.That hand should be a little painful, the nail of his thumb had gouged out the flesh of the fingertip deeply.

But he didn't know.

"Yingyu remembers the Zhuolu battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou? Chiyou was defeated, and the Xuanyuan sword was broken. The goddess recast the sword with her real height and heat, and her real body was damaged. She was invaded by the turbid air of the earth, turned the drought into a disaster, and brought disaster to the common people. The people of the people are the most important, chasing the celestial girl, personally sealing him in the bottom of the Vientiane Cave, Xuanyuan Sword suppresses his spiritual consciousness, and he can live for a thousand years, and he will never be reborn forever."

Jiang Wuque's few sentences are not particularly long, but they are the whole picture of the ancient secrets that I know.He spoke plainly, without ups and downs, and without pauses. At first glance, he seemed to be telling a story with a little length. After a while, he realized that every word was concise and emotionless.

"The Yellow Emperor's battle with Chiyou led to the Art of Sangshen," I asked, "is there any ulterior secret after that?"

"It's not a secret." Jiang Wuque replied, "The reason why the celestial girl fell into the sky was because of the Xuanyuan clan. The two of them used the Xuanyuan sword as a token of love, so they wanted to make the broken sword recast regardless of the cost. But in the end the celestial girl was killed." Afterwards, the Yellow Emperor's untrustworthy lover was able to preserve the whole world. His heart was sympathetic, but his love was exhausted. For the rest of his life, the Yellow Emperor engraved the past on Xuanyuan Sword as a commemoration. .”

"Sword pattern?" I vaguely remembered that there were many inscriptions on the ancient golden sword, which almost covered the body of the sword. "You mean that it's not Xuanyuan Sword's original appearance, but the engraving pattern added by the Yellow Emperor in the future?"

Jiang Wuhua nodded.

"Is it the tribute engraved by the Yellow Emperor to the heavenly girl?"

This time Jiang Wuque was noncommittal.

"But what does it have to do with the Art of Losing God?"

"It has something to do with it." Jiang Wuque said quietly, still with a calm voice, "The reason why there is an inscription on the sword body can be said to be artificial by the Yellow Emperor. The situation of the past has passed away like flowing water, so I have to remember the past in my lifetime, and use the sharp edge of the magic weapon to preserve it, and it will last forever and cannot be erased."

I stared at Jiang Wuque from the side, and I understood everything he said, the deeds of the people in the words, even the motives and emotions, except for those who didn't understand, "Where's the God of Sorrow?"

Jiang Wuque was silent, and after a long time, even the radiant afterglow on the sea was lost and lost its brilliance. The man said: "You didn't understand why the Yellow Emperor chiseled the sword to record the text. It was to preserve it, not to put his affection on it Because at that time, he had no love at all, and his love was exhausted, why should he pay tribute to him?"

My chest was suddenly empty, although I was still ignorant, but even if I only looked at Jiang Wuque's expression, I felt...

"The Yellow Emperor abandoned love and eventually became the co-lord of China, and heaven and man have no desires, so they can override all living beings. In fact, the two have never been different. Zhuolu's battle with Chiyou is not that the strong is respected, but the lonely is strong. The so-called scriptures handed down from the top of Mount Tai by the heavenly girl to the Yellow Emperor are not only the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but also the retribution of abandoning love and desire—so when she is expelled in the future, the heavenly girl cannot blame the Yellow Emperor for her refusal. It is because of her selfishness that she gave With divine power that cannot be matched by mortals, and using the way of heaven to mold people, he was eventually betrayed by the way of heaven. Therefore, if there is any hidden secret in the ancient battle, there is only one thing...the unity of man and god."

The sea breeze was melodious, and it suddenly made people's hearts chill. "Your words..." I said, "I still don't understand."

Jiang Wuque smiled wryly, "Maybe I didn't make it clear enough. The Yellow Emperor was taught by a celestial girl, but his mortal body has the power of a celestial man. This is not only a benefit, but also an equal price. For the Yellow Emperor at that time , is the annihilation of human nature and the replacement of divinity. And the sacrificing formula comes from the fragments of the heavenly scriptures. Although it has no power to shake the sky, it can still teach people to sever their lusts—this point, even if it is incomplete, should be inherited in one continuous line."

"Impossible." I retorted, "A celestial girl is a god, she can go down to earth but she can be greedy for the world of mortals, and she is full of emotions and desires. Why does it be Huangdi's turn to abandon ordinary love?"

"Surplus, the goddess fell into the sky, what did she turn into?"

"Is it... Hanba?"

"Hanba is the ancestor of zombies, zombies have no sense, and their lives are long... If you look carefully, the ancestor of the Miao people entered the Vientiane Cave and got the way of eternal life from the goddess. line."

"Jiang Wuque!" I grabbed his hand suddenly and exerted a bit of force, which I couldn't even measure myself.

"Don't worry about surplus," Jiang Wuque comforted in a low voice, "I will not turn into a walking corpse, let alone become a god. That is just an ancient legend, and it is out of reach. The only reason I know this is because I have personally pulled out Passing the Xuanyuan Sword, feeling the sword energy, and glimpsed the universe. I didn’t tell the truth early in the morning because I didn’t want to scare people. The Shenshen Jue was born out of the heavenly book. It’s a quick success. Gong, I don't want you to be disturbed by it..."

I loosened my fingers from his body little by little, but he just glanced at him lightly and didn't make any expression.

"Since you said that you won't turn into a corpse, and you won't be able to become a god, then you said backlash, what is backlash?" I asked.

Jiang Wuque's face froze, but he didn't hide it. He said bluntly: "The reason for backlash depends on what is the most important thing in people's hearts. Foreign objects, success or failure, love and hatred, concern... If a person can tell which one is the most persistent, maybe he will be Which one to give up. I am not sure about these."

"Since we are not sure, it means that everything is just speculation." I straightened my thoughts, "My father had already started to practice the Art of Sangshen before you. But as far as my father is concerned, he has not changed, he has always been obsessed with things, the world is not enough, and he is delusional to become a god..."

"Maybe that's change." Jiang Wuque said, "People choose their path with their original intentions, and when they reach the end, they don't know where they come from... If someone practices the God of Sorrowing Art because of obsession, and he learns it to the end, he doesn't even know what he wants , I can’t explain it clearly, how can it not be ridiculous?”

He didn't know if he really thought it was ridiculous, and when the twilight faded, he also showed a faint smile.

It's just that, in my opinion, if the sarcasm is removed from that smile, there is only bitterness left.There was no time to hide it, because even he himself should have never expected it. It was a handsome and unique smile mark, but in the eyes of others, it was actually more pale than the pain.

Maybe I should tell him so he won't find a smile more reassuring than a blank face.

"What you said is not unreasonable." Seeing that I was silent, he said, "Your father's Sangshen Art is only three levels of skill, and the third level above the fragments is backlash, which is still limited."

I froze for a moment, and asked, "What about you, what weight are you?"

"It's the third level."

Only then did I forcefully let out a sigh of relief, and still asked: "Then what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wuque shook his head, "I just feel that the realm has advanced, and there is no turning back. If you stagnate and don't practice..."

"How will it be?"

"It won't happen." He tried his best to put his tone lightly, and said nothing.

I stared at him hard, really feeling that he was treating me like a three-year-old child.If it really doesn't work, why did he risk entering the domain cave?

Although I don't think the puppet master will have any solution to the problem, and I feel that the man is trying to trick Jiang Wuque into saving him from the sea of ​​suffering, but it is an opportunity no matter how small it is, but Jiang Wuque ruined it because of me.

I didn't know how to persuade, and I didn't want to think about it. I just relied on my intuition: "Actually, have you ever thought that things are not what you think? The Yellow Emperor abandoned the heavenly girl. Compared with being influenced by the heavenly book, there is always a more reasonable explanation. The common people are the most important. Or in the heart of the Yellow Emperor, that love is insignificant. Even if there is no choice, even if he does not turn him into a demigod, he will one day abandon the goddess. People's hearts change rapidly, and men are more So, why do you insist on taking the worst of the situation as reality and driving yourself into a corner?"

"Desperate situation?" Jiang Wuque was slightly taken aback when he first heard this description, and then smiled, "Why do I think so, Yu Yu has only seen the Xuanyuan sword pattern, and the illusion of the battle of Zhuolu created by the memory in the sword , but I don’t know that ice-cold swords also have emotions, and there are dreams that have never changed for thousands of years. As long as the sword body is not destroyed, there will always be people bowing their heads and chiseling on the side of the Xuanyuan sword. In fact, can people really be liberated if they cut off love? Immortality, if you can’t give love, is it really more relaxed and peaceful than unforgettable? Thousands of years have passed, the soul of the goddess has been scattered, and love and hatred have nothing to do with her. But there is no love and no desire, from the very beginning, there is only despair..."

I have nothing to say, I don't care at all how the Yellow Emperor cut the Xuanyuan Sword and whether he really loves the goddess.But Jiang Wuque is restrained, asking him to lament love to others is as difficult as asking him to say he loves me himself.

Otherwise, after so many years, why did he just pretend he didn't know and didn't reveal half a word?

I think that I personally gave him the God of Sorrowing Art back then, and I also experienced a general illusion with him. On the Immortal Cloud Stack, the two of them quarreled to each other because of the supreme mental method... In the end, he had to wait until everything was irreparable before he would feel The road ahead is dire.

If it were yesterday, I would still quarrel with him, and would question him regardless of the gap: why didn't you tell me earlier, why did you let me get rid of the idea with a simple sentence, but just because you don't want me to be troubled by it, let him All the hidden worries that you don't want to happen have all become reality!Is it really that hard to tell the truth to me?Just like when he raised a sword and hurt me back then, he could obviously justify it, and he could easily attribute all the responsibility to others—but he just endured it, endured it so late, so late, and it was impossible to turn back when he was late, and said that he didn't want to be blamed. False.

"Are you blaming me?" Jiang Wuque was so powerful that he knew what was going on in my heart without even looking at me.

I lowered my head and listened to him softly say: "I failed to speak out earlier, but now I tell the whole truth, I'm afraid it will make you more uneasy, it seems to win your sympathy."

I was taken aback, "Why do you miss me so much?"

When he saw that I finally answered him, he smiled slightly, "I never thought of telling you many things, but I was afraid that you would blame me for lying to you... I lied to you before, and you blamed me for deliberately fooling you, saying that I never cared about you." Feelings in my heart, saying that I only want peace of mind, I regretted it at that time. Maybe you care about being deceived, just because you believe me, if one day I say anything you don’t want to believe, no matter how much I try to fabricate and store it in my heart Secret, I am afraid that I am no longer afraid of meaning."

The sea breeze was blowing on my face, and he put his hands around my ears to make my hair messy, as if trying his best to stabilize his emotions, but there was a coolness between his fingers, and he couldn't feel the warmth.

"If you had figured it out earlier, maybe..." I thought about it, but didn't continue.

"I really can't figure it out." He said, "I always thought that there was the best decision for you, so I hope you let go, I hope you can be less persistent, not only because I will never be able to do what you want, but also Because I'm not worthy of you. Jiang Wuque's life has been wasted and wasted to the bone, and I don't think I should use such a self to delay you. Yu Yu, you are still young, and you have a long life to be youthful, do you understand? , but it is impossible for me to make any changes... So many times I would rather you hate me, not only because I owe Xinlan the unfinished responsibilities, but also for you... You can understand, I don't care about your feelings, I don't just want peace of mind , I have thought about you, I have been thinking about what is the best way, but I just can't figure it out..."

He slowly said a word until he was hoarse, and his cold fingers penetrated into my hair. For a moment, I felt that hand was so hot.

"Why cry?" he asked, "I made the worst decision in my life, but it wasn't worth your tears."

"Not for that." I said, "I just feel that some people are so scary, so long, so long entangled, no matter how I treat you and you treat me, I have never heard you speak the truth. Jiang Wuque , Is this sentence true, you won't lie to me again, won't it be to make me feel better?"

"I won't lie to you again." He said.

"But how did you do it?" I asked, "Even if I've only been a person who didn't mean what I said for a few days, pushing you away and disobeying my sincerity, I'd feel so much pain. Why can you bear it for so long? I blame you and hate you, and never forgive you, don't you feel pain, really don't feel any pain at all?"

"It's not nothing, it's just that it's good, remind me what is the retribution." He actually smiled and answered, his eyes fixed on me, the bright moon rose, the sea was as clear as a mirror, and his eyes were full of glass.

……

The next day, Jiang Wuque accompanied me as promised and sent me back to Yichang.

In fact, I don't believe it. He could really turn a deaf ear to Jiang Yun's safety before.

But the fact is that if you pay, you may not be able to reap all the rewards; but if you miss it, even if it is just a wrong decision, then reality will play a big joke on you.

From entering the area of ​​Yuyu Point to recuperating in the fishing village, Jiang Wuque and I have indeed passed a period of isolation from the world.Although it was short, when he returned to the world, even the freshest affairs in the world became obsolete.

The world had longed for the pinnacle of martial arts, but the Feiyan Villa, together with its affiliated sects, forcibly turned everyone's desire to win the world into a dream of creating gods.

Recently, it has been rumored that there is a Shenwu Palace in the extreme north of the earth. There is a Fengchan Terrace in the Shenwu Palace. There was an emperor who became an immortal in the Fengchan Terrace. The legend has become the deadliest attraction for many people who pretend to be gods.

In the past, the reason why people robbed the Sangshen Jue was that everyone believed that it could turn decay into magic, and even a fool could become number one in the world.However, becoming a god pays attention to basic qualifications, and it is really difficult to inspire the whole people.

Therefore, no matter how beautiful the legend of Shenwu Palace is, what it touches is nothing but the nerves of a few people.However, it is precisely those few people who can make the rivers and lakes turn upside down again and make a large number of people ready to move.

Together with the Shenwu Palace, what has become a hot topic is the basis of the Conferred God: Immortal Roots.

I don't know who is spreading this rumor, but with such a clear direction, even I can feel the impatience of the people behind the scenes.

But to be blunt, someone is always fooled.Just because a person is almost coveting the god's position, he almost becomes half a lunatic. Crazy can think of himself as omnipotent, and even thinks that he can smash the blatant trap in front of him.

Jiang Yun bears the roots of a fairy, and few people in the world know about it.Regardless of whether the Palace Master knew about it or not, what he did after the rumor was very frankly revealed to others, and he had already known about it.

Originally, I heard the news that the palace master was injured and chased and killed my father thousands of miles away.What I found out now is that he has already returned to Yichang without reaching his goal.He even superfluously announced to the world the reason for his return, that Jiang Yun's injuries worsened while recuperating in Yichang, and because of his confrontation with others, his true strength was reversed, and he was once in a state of madness.

The palace master is a foster father, so he empathizes with his own feelings, he immediately returned to his beloved son, sucked his internal energy and abolished his martial arts, and only saved a life by pulling out the bottom line.But it also turned a young man with amazing sword skills into a weak mediocrity.

I still remember that at that time in Yichang, Jiang Yun once told me personally that the basic cultivation of the immortals has exhausted their internal strength.The hall master made this move, presumably because he listened to the corner of the wall that day; it was more to scare the chickens and monkeys, let me know the fear, and return quickly.

However, he took everything away from Jiang Yun, and the immortal foundation had already been obtained, but for some reason, he still took Jiang Yun by his side and rushed to Shenwu Palace together.

As for the person who originally instigated this matter with the theory of conferring gods, he must have planned to arrange everything and wait in the Shenwu Palace, in order to wait for the hall master to throw himself into the trap, and to eliminate the danger in Yichang on the initiative of the hall master. The palace master took the initiative to send Jiang Yun to the Shenwu Palace, and he was done.However, the behavior of the palace master has always been incomprehensible to human beings. He had such a side in front of the Shenwu Palace, which not only made the enemies all over the world feel that he was vicious and uneasy, but also made Jiang Yun's relatives and friends feel uneasy in an instant. , Such as being bombarded by five thunders.

The Palace Master and Jiang Yun are now public enemies of martial arts, so wherever the two go, their enemies will not stop, they will follow in groups one by one.

The only faction that is missing from the rumors is the former martial arts leader of Feiyan Mountain Villa. I wonder if he also has the confidence to walk around in front of Chengshen's Fengchan Stage.

So far, Jiang Wuque and I have obtained roughly complete information.Jiang Wuque has a good self-control, whether it is sadness or joy, he can keep his face still.This time, unfortunately, he was no different from before.

When they learned that Jiang Yun's martial arts were abolished, the two were sitting at a tea stall by the roadside listening to the wind.

After I heard the first few words, I felt dizzy.Jiang Wuque sat quietly, when the stall owner came to refill him some tea, he screamed in fright when he saw that the cup in front of him was so bright red.

Jiang Wuque covered the cup of noodles with his hands, and there was still a thin rouge of charm on the center of his lips, "It's just that I bit the tip of my tongue, so don't panic the shopkeeper." He laughed.

Then he got up to process the blood in the cup.I looked at him at the desk, and saw that he had a good posture, and his steps were slow and moderate, and even his strides were moderate.

It's so moderate, which makes people even more anxious.When I first heard Jiang Yun's situation, even I was in a trance for a moment. Why didn't he stumble, so I felt that he was normal.

This day, I really thought I couldn't make it through.

Such bad news, I thought Jiang Wuque couldn't get over it.

Jiang Yun didn't die, and it was true that he was not in a desperate situation, but Jiang Yun shouldn't have to go through this.At the moment of crisis, Jiang Wuque said the most irrelevant remarks, and that was a hurdle he couldn't get past.

So the most frightening thing was not that Jiang Wuque vomited blood, but that he had nothing to say after he vomited blood, and he could have a more intense reaction—the most frightening thing was that he would never wait for that intense reaction.

When I stayed in the inn at night, I went to visit him in the room, and saw him sitting by the bed in a daze, his face pale and transparent against the moonlight shining through the window paper.

He didn't move at all, and all the pretense he had put on during the day finally collapsed.I pushed the door open and walked in. He looked sideways after a long time, but his eyes were not on me at all. He silently turned his face away and asked, "Yu Yu, can you think of one thing?"

I thought he would not speak first, at least the calmness of his articulate words was beyond my expectation.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

Jiang Wuque looked at the corner that was never illuminated by the moonlight, and said in a low voice, "Yun'er's bright jade skill has been flawed from the very beginning, and it will be a matter of time before he goes mad, but it won't be this time. If Jiang Yulang really wants to absorb internal energy as an If he tries to grab the foundation of an immortal, it doesn't matter whether he succeeds or fails, he will eventually bear the risk of being backlashed by the disordered internal force. After so many years, that person has never made any progress, and his arrogance is still the same... Although Mingyu Gong is not as good as the God Art, it is It is also the unique knowledge of Yihua Palace that has been unmatched in the world for a hundred years. He should have imagined that the feeling of being insane has been going on for many years, but it has not diminished; It can lead to the right. If he can't get back to the right, and he has the blood of the demon, he will eventually lose his mind and go crazy, and he will die."

The author has something to say: It must be declared that Yundd will be fine, don't shoot me. . .