Chapter 421

Looking at Jing Jiu's pale face and the golden color at the bottom of her eyes, Zhao Layue was silent.

The quiet garden is not quiet. There is a cough from time to time.

At the age of ten, Liu took the third broom made this year and swept the residual snow and debris on the ground. His face was also a little pale and coughed twice from time to time.

In recent years, the winter was a little cold. It would snow in Guocheng temple, and the real Qi conflict in his body became a little serious.

The white cat walked into the garden and looked back and forth on the pale faces of Jing Jiu and Liu Shi, full of pity.

The master and servant are having a hard time now, but Zhao Layue is on the contrary. She has raised a lot of white, with two healthy red on her face. It looks like an apple. It can be broken by blowing, fresh and delicious. It is completely different from the girl with short hair and dusty all over Jianfeng.

The white cat walked slowly to the porch, jumped to the wooden floor, stepped on her knees, elongated her body, rubbed her face, and then lay down carefully in her arms.

Guocheng temple is the largest temple in the world. It pays attention to the quiet cultivation of Buddhism. Moreover, it has an extremely noble position in the hearts of ordinary people. Before the new year's day, the surrounding villagers naturally dare not disturb the quiet of the masters with firecrackers. There was no sound of firecrackers, but the smell of new year's Day floated from far away outside the temple

Some are cured ribs, some are pickled fish, and some are newly slaughtered pigs.

Even outside the world, even if there is a large array of Zen isolation, it is still unable to block these mortal meanings. This is the reason why it is difficult, whether in practice or meditation.

Several teams in Chaotian mainland are marching towards Guocheng Temple just like these tastes.

This year, 300 years after the death of the former Emperor, the royal family sent a mission to leave Chaoge city.

The first emperor abdicated and pretended to die, and finally passed away in Guocheng temple. This is one of the biggest secrets of the king's Dynasty. Naturally, the number of the mission is small. Except for the cavalry accompanying him, there are only two real officials. The official beside Duke Lu looked very calm and calm. He didn't know which Prince's son was.

Only Guocheng temple, Zhongzhou sect, Qingshan sect, Shuiyue nunnery and yimaozhai know about this matter. According to the old practice, they will also send representatives. However, it has been 300 years, and it is not a major event. It is good to send young disciples to Zhuxiang to express their feelings.

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The sky is at the top of the peak, the clouds are scattered, and the sun is quite beautiful.

Zhuo rusui knelt in front of the stone tablet and thought that it was better to lie down when kneeling. What is master going to do?

Liu Ci, the leader of green mountain, looked at his disciples who had closed the door and said, "Why are you always so lazy? Don't learn from him. There are some things you can't learn. "

Zhuo rusui said reluctantly, "I'm really sleepy... Practice takes too much energy. I don't have to refresh myself in my spare time. Do I have to look East and West?"

"So you keep drooping your eyelids and don't look straight at anyone?"

Liu CI said in a slightly cold voice, "when you go to Guocheng temple this time, you should go to see it. Don't read it wrong or miss it."

Zhuo rusui was silent for a while and said, "yes, disciple."

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Shuiyue nunnery didn't send anyone for some reason. Xi Yiyun came from Yimao Zhai. Three years ago, he did not go to Yunmeng Mountain to participate in the reunion of the questioners. It is said that he was editing the works written in the dreamland at that time. This time, he can come to Guocheng temple. I think the compilation has been completed and the realm has been improved.

Zhongzhou sent two people. Bai Qianjun's injury was as good as possible, and the cultivation of Yuanying was more stable, but he was much more silent than that year. In addition, the disciple obviously had a higher status than him, covered his head with a curtain hat, and walked straight ahead. When he passed the plaque of Guocheng temple, the man stopped and watched for a moment before lifting his foot again.

Zhuo rusui came from the green mountain instead of the leader's first disciple crossing Nanshan, because the young strong men who crossed Nanshan and liangforgetting peak have followed the division commander to Baicheng to support the Imperial Army in the direction of Xueyuan. Zhongzhou sect didn't send Tong Yan because Tong Yan... Is still digging holes underground.

He dug in the dark underground for several years. He didn't know how to dig through several mountains and rivers, and finally came to the depths of the earth vein.

Looking at the shining blue sky mirror wrapped by cold ice a few miles ago, he found that he was a few years ahead of schedule.

He miscalculated one thing. Everything in the world is familiar only with hands and ears. Even digging a hole can be familiar with it and become more high-speed.

The faint light emitted by qingtianjian lit up the cave in the depths of the earth vein and his face.

I don't know whether the light is too weak or the ground is too dark. His eyebrows seem to be thicker than before.

The reason why he raised his eyebrows was that he didn't understand why the always high prestige suddenly disappeared? Where has Lord Kirin gone?

According to the rules of Zhongzhou sect, as a sacred beast of Zhenshan, Qilin must not leave Yunmeng Mountain.

It's also good. He doesn't have to worry about being found by Lord Qilin and torn to pieces.

Thinking about these things, he went to qingtianjian and found that the ice outside the Jian was about several feet thick and looked like a huge glass square. He reached out to the surface of the ice and found that the cold was so terrible that even he felt some bone piercing pain. Moreover, from the touch, the ice was very hard and it was difficult to cut open with a flying sword.

Feeling his arrival, several faint lights appeared in qingtianjian, refracted into strange light in the ice, and qinger's figure gradually appeared.

Because of refraction, her figure is deformed and very light, as if it could disperse at any time.

Seeing Tong Yan, Qing'er showed a surprised look on her small face and rushed to the edge of the ice, but she couldn't come out anymore. It was like being locked in.

"Are you here to save me?"

Tong Yan looked at her and said calmly, "No."

Qing'er stared at him and said, "what are you doing here?"

Tong Yan said, "I heard your cry for help, so I came here and asked you what happened."

That year, in the cave left by luohuainan, hearing Qing'er's cry for help, he soon figured out a lot of things.

The master will not respond. If he wants to know what happened, he must personally come to qingtianjian to ask questions.

So he began to dig a hole in the ground. He kept digging for six years and finally came here.

Qing'er's voice trembled and said, "I don't know how you came here, but you want to go through all the hardships, and you... Just want to ask me a word?"

Tong Yan said, "yes."

Qing'er couldn't understand. He looked at him and said, "the truth... Is so important?"

Tong Yan said calmly, "the chess pieces are only divided into black and white. Color is very important to me, and I practice chess. Chess is to solve, and the solution is to find the answer."

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Living is a process of constantly looking for answers.

It's just that some people find the problem unsolved very early, or they are too tired to solve the problem, so they choose to give up.

But there are always a lot of people looking for answers.

After searching for many years, Zhao Layue finally found the answer she most wanted to know, but she was not completely sure how to go in the future.

Liu has no problem at the age of ten, so he doesn't need to find the answer, except for the real Qi conflict in his body.

Well nine has only two questions. Who moved his hands and feet in the vanishing array and still failed to cut off the cause and effect after flying up, and then the immortal body did not exist, and who attacked himself and knocked himself down. He has confirmed the answer of the latter, and he is still looking for the former, but he already knows it.

Yin San is also looking for the answer in the Buddhist scriptures. How can the divine soul be perfectly unified with this flesh body?

The dark wind scattered from the Tongtian well was suppressed and digested by countless runes, and then scattered invisibly by the sea wind.

In the mountains and forests not far away, the courtyard of Shuiyue nunnery looms.

There is a round window in the deepest quiet room, facing the snow lake. The picture is very beautiful.

There was no wind here, and the light on the windowsill did not shake, but somehow it was still misty, as if it might go out at any time.

She named herself after winter because she didn't like winter and wanted to pass quickly.

Probably because of this reason, she has been sleeping, her long eyelashes do not blink, and she will breathe once every long time.

The green curtain sedan is parked outside the quiet room, and the owner of Shuiyue nunnery is sitting by the lake outside the window.

They looked at the light, and the question in their hearts was, how long can you burn?

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Many people don't like winter. The only advantage is probably the excitement and food during the new year, as well as new clothes.

Three days before the Chinese new year, people who came to attend the tower sacrifice ceremony arrived at Guocheng temple one after another.

Zhuo rusui stood in the quiet garden and looked at the residual snow on the eaves. He looked a little dignified. He thought that the East China Sea was so cold. What should the snow field be like?

Jing Jiu looked at him and said calmly, "your level is still low. Don't think about going to the north."

Zhuo rusui thought to himself how you could have an attitude with master and said, "Uncle Bai and uncle Mo went to Baicheng with two brothers who forgot the peak. How can I stay in the south?"

Well nine said, "I don't agree with Liang forgetting Feng. It's really a big deal. If the young disciple goes, he will die."

Zhuo rusui disagreed and said, "some things always need people to do."

Well nine said, "wait until you enter the broken sea."

Zhuo rusui thought for a while before he understood the logic. He looked a little strange and said, "martial uncle, are you showing your appreciation for me?"

Jing Jiu said, "yes, it doesn't matter if you want to take risks, but you have a promising future, so you should cherish your life."

Zhuo rusui stared into his eyes and said, "what if the animal tide comes?"

Jingjiu calmly said, "I've been here many times."

If Liu shisui or the other two disciples forget the peak, they will continue to fight with Jing Jiu at this time. Zhuo rusui felt that what master and Jing Jiu said seemed to have some truth. A genius like himself should stay at the most critical moment to turn the tide and save the world

And he's really lazy.

Well nine appreciate him, probably also related to this.

"Martial uncle, I think the environment here is good. I'll live here."

Zhuo rusui feels that the quiet garden is very quiet, which is much better than the guest house arranged by Guocheng temple.

Zhao La Yue suddenly opened her eyes and said, "there's no place."

Zhuo rusui suddenly lost his spirit and turned to the outside. He drooped his eyes and muttered, "it's too revenge."

The next day, the sea crossing monk returned from Baicheng with several medical monks, and Zen remained there to sit down with Daosheng.

The sea crossing monk came to Jingyuan for the first time, told Jing Jiu about the snow field and asked him what he thought.

Jingjiu thought to himself why he came to ask himself such a thing.

The sea crossing monk smiled, said nothing, and turned away.

That night, Duke Lu came.

The quiet garden has been visited by guests continuously. It's really lively. It seems that the whole Chaotian continent knows that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue hide in Guocheng temple to listen to Sutra meditation.

Knowing Jing Jiu's temper, Duke Lu didn't say anything about the snow plain or the situation in Chaozhong. He just picked up some interesting things that happened in the Jing family - Jing Shang's job in Taichang temple was still idle. Jing Li entered the palace and became the companion of Prince Jingyao. He practiced Qingshan Kung Fu together, but he seemed to encounter some small problems in his marriage.

Kanjing Jiu listened carefully. Duke Lu was relieved and thought he was right. In the eyes of Liu shisui and Zhao Layue, Jing Jiu's words are much more than those of that year, and the whole person is also much more vivid. However, in the eyes of Duke Lu, as Jing Jiu's realm is higher and higher and his reputation is higher and higher, his immortality seems to be heavier and heavier. They are really worried that Jing Jiu will ignore the world's affairs. How should they deal with themselves?

After Duke Lu left, Liu dragged the ground again at the age of ten and wiped all the footprints left by him and Zhuo rusui.

Well nine said to him, "it's busy tomorrow. Avoid it and don't come over."

Although the number of people participating in the sacrificial tower is small, it represents the king's imperial dynasty and major sects. It may be inconvenient to find Liu shisui, who should have been in Qingshan sword prison. Liu was ten years old and nodded.

Zhao Layue looked at Yanjing nine and knew that this was not the reason.

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On the second day, the sacrificial pagoda officially began. The first response process was not very different from the folk grave, but there were a large number of monks chanting outside the quiet garden.

Well nine naturally won't participate. Sitting in the guest house in the deep of the quiet garden, listening to the Scriptures floating outside, looking at the white flags blown by the cold wind, he was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao Layue made him a cup of tea and pushed him on the floor without saying anything to let him out.

Only six people are qualified to enter the quiet garden and pay homage to the small stone tower.

They are Duke Lu and the court official, Zhuo Rushui, Xi Yiyun, Bai Qianjun and the Zhongzhou sect disciple wearing a hat.

The sea crossing monk and the great chang monk met by the tower. Looking at the Zhongzhou sect disciple who was still wearing a hat at this time, he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

Xi Yiyun knew this time that the former God Emperor really became a monk in Guocheng temple and even buried here. He was shocked. He thought it was no wonder that Guocheng temple was so close to the royal family.

Looking at the faces of the sea crossing monk and the great chang monk, he turned his head and saw the Zhongzhou sect disciple wearing a curtain hat and said, "please take off your hat."

The monk of Guocheng temple is the master. It's inconvenient for him to say anything. He naturally wants to speak. Yimaozhai has always been such a style of behavior.

Bai Qianjun looked at him and said in a cold voice, "be careful."

Xi Yiyun looked at him and said calmly, "are you sure you're really awake? Do you still think of yourself as an emperor? "

This is naturally something in qingtianjian dreamland.

Listening to this, Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, some iron blue.

He did everything in qingtianjian dreamland, and finally became the Lord of the world. Who knows that the immortal book fell into the hands of Jingjiu.

This matter has become a legendary story in the monastic world, and he has naturally become the biggest joke.

Yimaozhai scholar is not a vengeful temperament, but he will never forget his vengeance. In the dreamland, the Qin emperor killed Xi Yiyun, slaughtered his disciples and banned his theories. Even if he left the dreamland, how can he forget that the so-called rules of asking questions can not control people's hearts.

At this time, the Zhongzhou sect disciple wearing a curtain hat said slowly, "are you sure you are qualified to let me take off my hat?"

His voice is very nice, but his tone is a little strange. He is like a child who has just learned to speak. He is not very proficient.

If Liu shisui was present at this time, he should remember Jingjiu who just arrived in Xiaoshan village 30 years ago.

The most important thing is that the voice of this Zhongzhou sect disciple seems to contain countless clouds. It is difficult to breathe from people's ears to their hearts.

Xi Yiyun's breath is slightly smothered. He knows that the other party's realm is surprisingly high, and he is far from his opponent.

But he didn't give up, looked at the man and said firmly, "the deceased is great! What's more, it's your majesty! "

"It makes sense. The dead are always worthy of sympathy, but you should remember that even the emperor is not qualified to let me take off my hat, not to mention you!" The Zhongzhou sect disciple took off his hat and looked at Xi Yiyun and shouted. Xi Yiyun's chest was stuffy. If he was hit hard, he ejected a mouthful of blood. People in the quiet garden were shocked and speechless when they looked at the face of the Zhongzhou sect disciple and the two horns on his head（ I'll leave for Northeast China tomorrow. I'm going to write a lot less on the way. If I break, I'll say it in advance and report it to you.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.