V3.Chapter 10

No matter how the general situation of the dark world turns, for ordinary people, the world always seems to be a pure land. Light and harmony cover all the dark fighting. In the dark world, there are countless joys and sorrows. In the world of mortals, everyone lives for himself and pursues what he is interested in.

In the hustle and bustle of the prosperous times in Zhongzhou, the word "fairyland" suddenly became popular in the whole network. At the beginning, only some people were discussing it. However, as time went on, more and more words about fairyland began to appear in major forums and news, which spread all over Zhongzhou at once, and quite a few people were exploring it.

Zhongzhou has freedom of speech and a highly developed press industry. Although the official first learned the news and controlled the relevant public opinion after receiving the order, and some news and pictures were quickly deleted, the enthusiasm of netizens did not diminish at all. Descriptions and pictures of fairyland appeared from time to time, although they were quickly deleted, But it's getting more and more people to save the pictures and then try to understand the inside story.

The government keeps blocking news, but there are more and more descriptions of fairyland. Today, it has formed a wave that can hardly be suppressed.

Because this so-called fairyland is not a flash, but a real existence.

Fairyland is a mountain, to be exact, a part of a mountain, located in Lin'an Xizi lake.

Within the isolated mountain, Qingyun Mountain.

As one of the great sceneries of the West Lake, the Gushan Mountain attracts a lot of tourists every day, and the legend of the so-called fairyland comes into being.

At this time, it was midsummer, and the temperature in Lin'an was extremely hot. However, the solitary mountain on the Bank of Xizi lake was incredibly cool everywhere, especially in the northwest of the solitary mountain, which occupied about three tenths of the whole solitary mountain. Around the magnificent solitary peak, there was a cold fog in midsummer, which almost covered the whole mountain.

The cold fog is fashionable at the beginning and nobody pays attention to it. However, as time goes on, the cold fog here becomes thicker and more obvious, which finally arouses the curiosity of other people. When the first tourist goes to the lonely mountain and enters the cold fog of Qingyun Mountain, everything he sees becomes a shock.

Flowers bloom all over Qingyun Mountain.

In the summer of July, in this cool and incredible environment, the flowers of Chimonanthus praecox and Narcissus should never bloom in summer. Some plants that do not belong to the summer are also in full bloom. The whole Qingyun Mountain is full of clouds, fresh grass and trees. It seems that they are in a vague ignorance, as if they are in a fairyland.

The cold fog on Qingyun Mountain did not dissipate, but became thicker and thicker.

When more and more tourists come to Qingyun Mountain and find that the cold fog can even isolate the sound, it finally caused a sensation and curiosity.

Cold fog spread, but not out of Qingyun Mountain.

White fog.

If one person stands in the white fog and one person is outside, even if the distance is less than one meter, the two sides can not transmit any sound.

It's a supernatural phenomenon, incredible, incomprehensible.

The name of fairyland is popular in Zhongzhou.

When the public opinion has been completely out of control, the official finally made a strong response.

GUSHAN was closed for internal rectification, and even a large area of water near Gushan has been completely blocked, with signs of tourists stopping.

Ordinary people may not know where Qingyun Mountain is, but every high-level person in Zhongzhou knows quite well that Qingyun Mountain and Qingyun temple are the seclusion places of Wuwei, the great master of Xuanxue in Zhongzhou.

Although the cold fog in summer can't be explained for the time being, when master Wuwei comes out, there will always be a saying.

However, from May to June, and then to July, August is approaching. Not to mention master Wuwei, even the two disciples of master Wuwei in Qingyun temple have not given any explanation.

Qingyun temple has always been silent.

Only the continuous spread of the vast white fog envelops the whole Lin'an, the whole Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and even the most prosperous temple in the south of the central continent.

The white fog never came out of Qingyun Mountain, but kept circling and spreading towards the very high sky. For several months, the cold fog kept rising, and now it almost covered the whole sky. From a distance, the white fog rising from below looked like a pillar of heaven, running through the heaven and earth, connecting up and down. It seemed that there was an extremely vast and magnificent power in the dark, which was awe inspiring.

Qingyun Mountain has completely disappeared in the white fog, and no one can see it any more.

The darkest time before dawn has passed, and the horizon is beginning to flicker. The green water beside Xizi lake is gently turbulent in the morning, and spreads to the distance with ripples. In a quiet world, a lonely boat passes through the plain clothes and armed police stationed near the water area, and approaches the blocked mountain without delay.

In the dim environment, only the cold fog in the northwest is still clear, connecting the heaven and earth, covering everything inside.

"Qi movement leaking out..."

On the lonely boat, a thin but straight figure was riding on the boat alone, walking slowly on the water. He was dressed in a neat Taoist robe, wearing a Taoist crown, and holding a dust brush. He looked formal and solemn. In some dark environment, he looked at the cold and fog rising area with a dignified face, and his bright eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, With inexplicable Brilliance: "you can't hold on after all."

Xuanzi, a famous Taoist in Zhongzhou.

Today, the great master of metaphysics, who can be as famous as master Wuwei, only xuanzi is qualified to come to know the situation when there is a vision in the hermit place of master Wuwei.

The water moves gently.

The boat approached the shore.

Xuanzi, who is extremely well-dressed and formal, slowly landed on the shore. The armed police stationed on the shore looked puzzled and subconsciously took two steps forward. Before he spoke, xuanzi had already handed out a certificate with a peaceful smile.

Armed police took the certificate and glanced at it. Reflexively, they stood upright and saluted.

Xuanzi smiles and takes the certificate back, looking at the cold fog nearby, but his eyes are more solemn.

He carefully arranged his robe and wiped off the dust and water on his body. Then he took a deep breath and walked into the cold fog in front of him.

The white fog is vast and full-bodied. It looks like an air mass that can not be dissolved. However, the strangeness is that the visibility is not as low as expected. In the surging fog, you can clearly see the blooming flowers under your feet, one by one. The petals are moistened with moisture. They tremble gently in the morning breeze, twinkling with almost enchanting luster, and walk along the fog, The former stone path has been almost completely covered by plants and plants growing in recent months. The road ahead has completely disappeared, and the entrance is full of vitality.

But in the white fog, there is a kind of bleakness that can be clearly perceived.

Xuanzi's face was expressionless, and he stepped gently between the flowers and plants, all the way up to Qingyun temple.

The cold fog in the mountains seems to be getting stronger.

The fog drifted more and more slowly, as if it had stagnated in the air.

Xuanzi frowned and quickened his pace a little.

The road is straight up.

A little weak light from the front of the light, yellow light is almost illusory, like guiding the way forward.

In the fog, an abundant and loud voice sounded in front of us, with a peaceful smile: "when you come to the door, you are welcome far away. The road is slippery in the dark. Taoist brother, watch your step. "

"You are welcome, master."

Xuanzi stopped and continued to go up: "where is the day and night in Qingyun Mountain? All I see is luck. "

He stepped on the steps covered by plants with a calm look, but the floating dust in his hands was still slightly shocked.

In a flash, the cold fog in front of xuanzi was surging wildly, and the fog was twisting and dispersing in front of him. In a few seconds, the fog in front of xuanzi had all drifted to the left and right sides.

In front of him, Qingyun Mountain, which has been shrouded in cold fog for several months, is clearer than ever. Dozens of meters away, the unobtrusive gate of Qingyun Temple appears in sight. Two middle-aged monks in monk's clothes stand in front of the gate, supporting an old man with a haircut. It looks like a sculpture.

Xuanzi's complicated eyes gradually turned to coldness. He stood in the same place for a while, and then he moved forward slowly.

The distance of tens of meters is getting closer.

The three people in front of the temple were still.

"How are you, master?"

White fog retreated to the left and right. Facing the pure and fresh air, xuanzi slowly came to the gate of the temple and asked with a smile.

The two middle-aged monks bowed their heads and were silent.

However, a few months ago, Wuwei master, who was an eminent monk, was now wearing a hairless look. His gray hair had no luster, and his long hair had already spread over his shoulders. Wearing ordinary people's clothes, he no longer had the aura of an eminent monk.

Hearing xuanzi's greeting, master Wuwei's look was still peaceful. He laughed calmly, pointed to the white fog in front of him, and pointed to his long gray hair, and said: "Mian Qiangqiang. How are you, Taoist

"I'm fine."

Xuanzi nodded. He seemed to sigh with emotion, but the coldness in his eyes became more and more obvious: "master, you lost after all."

"I will win."

Master Wuwei smiles. His voice is still loud and firm, but the light in his eyes is dim and weak.

"If you didn't answer for the Witch and bear the cause and effect, you would have had a chance. Now? How can you win? "

Xuanzi looked at the living Buddha in front of him, who was like a myth in the heart of Zhongzhou high-level people. His expression was puzzled, disappointed and puzzled.

Holding out his hand, he pointed to the white hair on the head of the living Buddha and said quietly, "with these?"

"Witch?"

Wuwei master's mood is not the slightest ups and downs. His eyes, which can see through all causes and effects in the past, are dim. All that is left is smile, sincerity, compassion and tranquility, just like the West Lake at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

"She doesn't belong to the world of mortals, isn't she a witch, is she sacred?"

Xuanzi's tone became colder and colder.

"She's my doom."

Master Wuwei shook his head slowly.

"You and I can only, even if it's a doomsday? You can always avoid it. "

Xuanzi's tone was arrogant, but the confusion became more obvious.

"Avoid, isn't it cause and effect?"

Master Wuwei asked. He looked at xuanzi, his eyes were quiet. The smile gradually disappeared in his pupils, and his eyes became silent and deep.

Xuanzi was silent.

For a long time, he just light way: "I don't agree with your view."

This is a conflict in metaphysics cognition and also a divergence in thought. Master Wuwei obviously didn't intend to persuade xuanzi. He just said with a gentle smile, "our divergence has always existed, but in a few years, everything will be clear."

"There's no time."

Xuanzi suddenly opened his mouth.

He turned and looked at the white cold fog in Qingyun Mountain: "this is your Qi Yun, which belongs to Qingyun temple. Now Qi Yun is leaking out. How many years? Can you hold on? Even if you can hold on, they won't be patient. Now the situation is delicate. They can't wait for years or months. "

Wuwei master's eyes narrowed slightly.

He seriously looked at the expressionless xuanzi, silent for a long time, just light way: "so, you finally chose them?"

"They chose me."

Xuanzi turned to look at the Wuwei master and said calmly, "don't you understand?"

"I don't understand."

Wuwei master smiles and shakes his head. There is obstinacy in his calm expression, with persistence: "they... Ah... The one at the top, won't agree?"

"It's such a trend that he has to go with the flow."

Xuanzi shook his head.

"The trend will change."

Wuwei master is still smiling, very indifferent, very fearless.

"How can the general situation change?"

Xuanzi raised his voice subconsciously, and his tone became a little aggressive.

"Where is the general trend?"

Wuwei asked quietly.

Xuanzi looked at master Wuwei thoughtfully, his patience seemed to gradually disappear, and his tone began to cool: "East Island? Master is talking about Li Tianlan? He is no longer a variable, just a pawn. Go against the sky, against the trend, even if there is arrogance, what's the weather like? When you die. Master, you are too stubborn. "

"So when you first met him, you wanted to lead him to Wu and Yue provinces in the future? So you've already made a choice, haven't you? "

Wuwei sighed.

Xuanzi suddenly stagnated, his face was expressionless, and he said no more.

"I will win."

After a moment's silence, Wuwei master whispered again: "why not go against the sky? The world thinks that we are most sober because we see through everything, but it is because we see through everything that we are most ignorant. I don't want to go on. Even if I disobey the fate once, what can I do? "

"Besides, is the fate, fortune and destiny really destined to be unchangeable? You know that better than I do. "

Xuanzi's face seemed to be iron blue. He threw away the dust and said coldly: "ridiculous!"

"I don't know."

Master Wuwei shook his head and stopped talking.

"Maybe you're right. But the enchantress messed up your plan. You can't hold it any longer. They chose me, so if you don't want to be treason, please cooperate with me. "

Xuanzi looked at the white fog in the distance. After a long time, he spoke slowly.

"I will give up Qingyun temple."

Master Wuwei's tone was calm: "but it can only be Qingyun temple. This is to be responsible for Zhongzhou. "

There was a flash of anger in xuanzi's eyes. With a cold hum, he ignored the three people in front of the door and strode into the temple door.

Master Wuwei is still motionless. His eyes seem to see through the cold fog in front of him. He is quietly enjoying the water on the West Lake.

"Master..."

The elder disciple Ruzhen hesitated for a long time and finally said, "master, what are you talking about with xuanzi? What's the winner? "

Master Wuwei laughed and looked at his first disciple: "what do you want to say?"

"We monks..."

Ruzhen's lips moved and looked into master's eyes, and his voice finally died down.

"Yes, we are monks. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose. But in this era, how can monks put down all the fetters? In the end, it's still a Chinese. "

Xuanzi sighed deeply, and there was a touch of worry in his eyes for the first time.

He was silent. After five minutes, he continued to say, "xuanzi and I are not fighting for victory or defeat. It's the fate of our country. To be exact, it's the Zhongzhou dragon vein. "

"Dragon pulse!"

Ruzhen trembled all over, raised his head suddenly, and his face was shocked.

"Zhongzhou... Hey, Zhongzhou, the dragon has been lost."

Wuwei master laughs at himself.

It's a few words simple, but the news it contains can be said to be earth shattering.

Ruzhen was dazed by this short sentence.

Has the dragon vein of Zhongzhou been lost?

How is that possible?

The dragon vein is related to the national destiny. It can be said that it is the destiny of a country. Many people may not believe it, but on the contrary, many people believe in luck. This alone can show the authenticity of the destiny, but it is difficult for ordinary people to guide it.

There is little change in the quality of one person's Qi transportation and that of a country, but mainly in quantity. Therefore, the Qi transportation of a country needs to be carried by the dragon vein. The dragon vein of Zhongzhou has been in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years, but now the master says that the Dragon vein of Zhongzhou has been lost?

"Dragon vein... Lost?"

If really dull for a long time, just eat of ask a way.

"Some of them have been lost and some of them have been scattered. At present, some of them are still in Kunlun city."

Master Wuwei said in a low voice: "xuanzi and I have been trying to reunite with each other all these years to restore the national destiny. But now... Xuanzi has a choice, and they also have a choice, but his way is wrong..."

They

Who they are is unknown.

It's a matter of the national movement, and it's impossible for the high-level officials in China and the continent not to pay attention to this.

At present, they choose xuanzi?

Why is this road wrong?

"But how can the Dragon veins disappear? How is that possible? "

Such as really hard to touch his bald head, a face confused.

"Twenty years ago, madman Li betrayed his country. After that war, the Dragon veins were scattered. If Kunlun city really occupied the Dragon veins, how could they be in this state now? Hum

Master Wuwei gave a cold hum.

But Ruzhen still didn't understand. He asked cautiously, "what master means is that xuanzi's road doesn't necessarily lead to a new dragon vein in the end?"

"He can."

The Wuwei master sighed and felt powerless. At this moment, he seemed to grow old suddenly, and the whole person was gloomy: "if he can't, they won't choose him. Xuanzi came here today just to occupy the qi movement here, combine with his qi movement, and reunite the dragon vein in the shortest time. It's just that our direction is different. The dragon I gather is prosperous, but his choice is obviously more to some people's taste. "

"What is his choice?"

If true subconscious ask a way.

Master Wuwei turned and walked into the temple. He said coldly, "war!"

Enter the temple gate, pass through the heavenly king hall, and enter the main hall.

There was no chanting in the tiny Qingyun temple, which was empty and silent.

The vainglorious Wuwei master quietly walked into the hall and did not look at xuanzi standing in front of him. He knelt down in front of the Buddha and recited the Sutra silently.

Xuanzi never looked at him.

Almost all his attention was focused on the two objects in front of him.

In front of him were two disks with a diameter of about 20 cm, just like a small wall clock, but there was only one pointer in the middle of the disk, and there were no numbers on the edge of the disk, just four traditional characters carved on it.

The ups and downs of life and death.

Some patterns are carved in the center of the disc. One disc is carved with something similar to a metal tube, which is painted silver, while the other disc is carved with only a cloud.

At this moment, the hands in the two disks are constantly shaking slightly. On the disk engraved with silver metal and copper, the slender hands stay in the center of the gate, while on the disk engraved with clouds, the hands stay at the edge of the dead gate.

"The wheel of destiny?"

Xuanzi stared at the two disks for a long time, then sneered: "master, is it meaningful? You should know that this is the most useless thing. Many people who know the wheel of destiny regard it as a treasure, but in fact? It's no use. Roulette can't control people's movement. On the contrary, it's completely controlled by people. "

"So what?"

Master Wuwei knelt on the futon and asked.

Xuanzi took a deep breath and stared at the disk carved with silver metal tube. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "when I saw Li Tianlan for the first time, I noticed that he was very lucky, even rare for hundreds of years. But his luck was accumulated by the dead Qi, and he was destined to live for a long time. Master, do you want to use Li to reunite the dragon vein, It's really the wrong way. "

Master Wuwei is silent.

Xuanzi said in a deep voice: "Li Tianlan, how can he live? Even if you change his destiny, or even let his destiny return to chaos, what's the way to live? There is no doubt that he will die, just earlier and later. "

Xuanzi pause, inexplicably said: "once more brilliant, the more chaos."

Master Wuwei nodded his head to show his approval. He said with a smile: "so the general situation needs to be reopened, so that the invincible world will become a piece of grass."

"Grass mustard?"

Xuanzi's tone was cold: "Li Tianlan? Can he do it? "

"He can do it. Only he can do it. One day, he alone will be able to recreate the most glorious era. "

Wuwei master's tone became more calm.

"There is no doubt that he will die."

Xuanzi shook his head.

"If he is the only one, he will surely die, but Qin Weibai is beside him, and their fates complement each other completely. In terms of fate, they can be said to be a perfect match. With her, who dares to say that Li Tianlan will die?"

Master Wuwei is still denying xuanzi's remarks.

Xuanzi snorted coldly, as if he had bitten his teeth. He said coldly, "the devil is in trouble!"

"Hum!"

As soon as his voice fell, the two discs in front of him suddenly made a light sound.

On the wheel of destiny, the two hands that always tremble but never move begin to move.

The hand of the wheel, which is carved with silver metal cylinder, trembles and almost instantly turns from the gate of life to the center of the gate of death.

The pointer stayed firmly in the middle of the dead door, motionless.

On the wheel carved with clouds and smoke, the pointer is also moving, straight from the edge of the dead gate to the living gate.

Xuanzi was stunned and then said with a light smile: "master, you are still wrong."

He picked up one of the disks and said with a smile, "Li Tianlan's destiny points directly at the gate of death. Ten dead people have no life. What else do you have to say?"

"Heaven's pride died, and it had cause and effect with him. But it is not necessarily a bad thing that things go against the extreme. "

Wuwei master Gujing said: "I still believe those two children. Li Tianlan is the most suitable carrier because of his good fortune. Xiaobaineng complements him. This is the most perfect alternation of yin and Yang. "

Qi transportation... Carrier... Alternation of yin and Yang?!

Xuanzi's body suddenly burst, and his ruddy face seemed to turn pale for a moment.

The floating dust in his hand trembled violently, staring at the calm side face of Wuwei master. Xuanzi didn't dare to put the channel: "do you want him to carry the dragon vein?"

The dragon vein carries the vital energy of a country.

If Li Tianlan carries the dragon's pulse

This is a real violation of heaven!

"Are you crazy?"

Master Wuwei laughs but says nothing.

Xuanzi's face was uncertain. After a while, he said coldly, "is that why you chose them?"

"Choice?"

Wuwei master shook his head: "if you choose, it is also the destiny that chose me."

He closed his eyes and his thoughts surged.

More than ten years ago, in the winter of that year, in the southwest of Zhongzhou, when he first saw Qin Weibai, who was only ten years old, he was in the southwest of China in a heavy snow rarely seen for many years.

On that day, in the snowy, muddy world, what he saw was just a desolate soul with scars all over his heart.

Wuwei master has a smile on his lips.

This is destiny!

The subtle sound of breaking the air suddenly rang out.

Master Wuwei did not move.

"Poof!"

In the dull sound, the soft floating dust was as straight as a sword. Xuanxuanzi held the dust and stabbed it directly into the heart of Wuwei master.

Blood spread.

Master Wuwei opened his eyes, his eyes still calm.

"I have the good fortune of Qingyun temple to reunite with the dragon. Even if you have a destiny, what can you do?"

Xuanzi said indifferently.

Wuwei master chuckled and put his hands together, sighed: "extreme things will reverse."

With his voice, Wuwei master's long white hair over his shoulder instantly burned into ashes, and a circle of invisible waves spread around him. At this moment, the whole person of Wuwei Master seemed to be shining.

He straightened up.

"Boom!"

There seems to be a roar between heaven and earth.

The air wave instantly expanded, driving xuanzi's body, directly throwing him out of the hall.

The Wuwei master's chest was bloodstained and his clothes were dyed red.

Kneeling in front of the Buddha, he bowed his head devoutly and put his hands together. His voice was still loud and full of Zhongqi: "Amitabha."

The pale Xuan son fell out of the hall, holding the floating dust in his hand, and couldn't believe it.

A dazzling ray of light leaped out of the sky.

The sky and the earth are full of sunshine.

When the morning light rises.

Night is drawing near.

There is morning, there is night.