Zhao Ⅰ·Bu Weiyue

"Oh? The person in the shadow?" Shui Yunji owed her tea, took a sip of the snow extract, and quietly listened to Wang Qingming's return.This is the second time I have heard this word.

Wang Qingming bent slightly, and said: "I heard that Luo Shen of the Yin Yang family is familiar with this method, do you want Qingming to visit?"

Behind the bead curtain in the main hall of Tongxuan, the beauty put down the snow extract and shook her head slightly, "Yuqinghe retreated a few days ago, and it would be futile for you to go. I know that you have doubts in your heart, and I can reply you here, no matter what the yin and yang are doing right now." Act as if you didn't see it. Resisting the wild is the most important thing, and Zhongzhou can't stand internal friction."

Wang Qingming said "yes".Shui Yunji said again: "About Mr. Jiuxiang, the teacher will ask someone to tell you about the death of his wife. In addition, the Yingchuan Wind and Cloud Meeting will be held soon, and you will decide the candidate. At that time, hundreds of families will gather together,' Chongming Wanjia 'The details will be discussed after the meeting. Mr. Lanling and the teacher have other arrangements, so it is inconvenient to attend, and I will leave all the affairs of Tongxuan to you for the time being."

Wang Qingming answered all of them, and exited the main hall instead.

Outside the main hall, but Chen Huan stood holding Fuchen's famous sword, and his navy blue Taoist robe was incompatible with the black and white robes of the crowd.Seeing Wang Qingming approaching, he stepped forward and said, "It's so slow."

"Yes, the fastest man in the world is the Daoist." Wang Qingming's clear eyes turned into crescents with a smile, leading him all the way to Yunshengjiehai, "I have ordered someone to prepare new fruit wine to make amends to my friend."

But Chen Huan let out an "um", and the stars in his eyes were vast.

The fruit wine is sweet and refreshing, Wang Qingming can't help drinking.After a few entrances, I listened to the world and asked: "Since the clouds are born and the sea is formed, why are there no clouds?"

Wang Qingming explained with a smile: "Of course there is. On that mountain peak, there is a Taiji altar for discussing swords. There used to be many Tongxuan seniors who lived here who liked to practice martial arts and watch the sunrise. , that's the best place. I'm just a young student who is on the go all day and doesn't have that much leisure, so I have to live in this bamboo forest."

But when Chen Huan raised his eyes and looked up, he could only see the mountains soaring into the clouds, which seemed to reach the sky.

"Friends, would you like to watch the clouds grow into the sea?" Seeing it in the clear is rarely interesting in the world.

After hearing this, But Chen Huan got up and left, saying: "It's not impossible."

Wang Qingming waved his sleeves, put away the wine, and followed him.

Two figures, one green and the other black, turned into light and chased each other up. In the end, the Taoist in black clothes reached the peak first, followed by Wang Qingming, who fell to the ground lightly and straightened his robes.

The sea of ​​clouds born and formed lives up to its reputation. Under the positive sun, the sea of ​​clouds is surging and magnificent, making the viewers unconsciously awed and awed by the vastness of the world.But the sleeves are flying in the world, standing on the top of the mountain, his tall and straight figure is quite independent, and there are layers of clouds and waves in front of him.

Wang Qingming suddenly had a feeling and couldn't help reaching out to grab the corner of his clothes.

"What are you doing?" But Chenhuan squinted at his confused friend.

Wang Qingming blinked and said sincerely: "I'm afraid you will jump off."

"...I don't want to go to the Xianshan Mountain so early." But Chenhuan gave him a look, and couldn't help but took a few steps back, which seemed safer.

Wang Qingming said with a smile: "I just see that you look gloomy and depressed."

But Chen Huan found an old tree and sat down leaning against it. "I just have no expression. I don't look like you. I keep smiling, aren't I tired?"

Wang Qingming set out the fruit wine again, put his head down to collect it, and replied, "Laughing from the bottom of your heart won't make you tired. But Taoists should also smile more - when I first started practicing piano, I was always caught When I hurt myself, the master saw that I was about to cry, so he told me, if it hurts, just smile first. If you smile, nothing will happen. Then I got used to it.” When the wind blows, the tree shadows sway, covering Wang Qingming's eyes from time to time.

But Chen Huan was slightly suspicious, "Master?"

"Well, it's not Shui Yunji." Wang Qingming smiled brightly and handed him the good wine. "When I met my friend recently, I always saw you frowning. What's the matter?"

But Chenhuan raised his head and stared at the scorching sun in the sky.It took a long time to talk about it: "I like light very much, but recently I am afraid of light. I always feel that one day, I will lose it. The more warmth it gives me, the more it makes me reluctant to let go-is this the conspiracy of light? .”

Wang Qingming felt it was fresh, so he leaned closer and asked, "Why did you lose it?"

But in the blink of an eye, only the smile of the person in front of him is in his eyes. "In my dream, there are mountains, rivers, flowers and birds, and thousands of treasures of wine, but there is only night. I have waited for a long time, but I can't wait for the dawn. I can't find the sun, and I can't find you. Forget Qingming, will one day, I Will I be alone? If so, what should I do? If it were you, how would you choose?"

"If it was me—" Wang Qingming slightly bent his right hand, put it on his chin, thought slightly, and said, "If it was me, I wouldn't do anything."

Seeing but confused, Wang Qingming said again: "When the sun disappears, I will light it with the lamp in my hand; if you disappear, I believe you just can't find me temporarily, and I will become the sun, stand where I am, and tell you , I'm here." Saying that, he stretched out his hand and patted his friend's shoulder, and there was some weight between his hands.

"You..." But the world didn't know how to respond for a while.Hearing Wang Qingming laughing again:

"It's written like this in the scriptures, why didn't you respond?"

But after hearing this, Chen Huan looked blank.

"Pfft, sincerely." Wang Qingming smiled like a spring breeze, and punched his heart with his right hand.This dullness seems to be marked on the heart.

The Yingchuan Wind and Cloud Meeting will be held soon.After watching the sunset and sunrise at the peak, the two went to the Tongxuan Hall.But Chen Huan used to sneer at the affairs of all schools of thought, but now he followed Wang Qingming, which made Wang Qingming a little surprised.However, Fengyun met him, it was already boring, and with the company of friends, the two weeks passed much faster.

The sky is bright and clear, the Huifeng is warm.Outside the main hall of Tongxuan, hundreds of disciples stood together in uniform plain family robes, waiting for the announcement of the membership list.In the main hall of Tongxuan, there is no one behind the bead curtain, only Wang Qingming and the boring Xuanyi Taoist on one side of the table.

An hour later, Wang Qingming put down the cinnabar pen and said happily, "It's done."

At this moment, a tall and slender figure came out of the open palace door.The man was wearing a special dark-colored family robe, buried his face in the hood, and couldn't see his face clearly under the shadow, which was a bit mysterious and weird.Wang Qingming squinted his eyes and recognized that it was Lord Jiuxiang, Shiyi, who was guarding the forbidden book pavilion.His sinister aura made Que Chenhuan feel a little dangerous.The breaths of the two were completely different, and they subconsciously showed some defensiveness.

Seeing Shiyi approaching slowly, Wang Qingming stood up and greeted: "Why is Lord Jiuxiang here?"

Shi Yi laughed a few times, and said: "The Yingchuan Wind and Cloud Meeting, I will also attend, please trouble Weishan Qingxian to add my name."

Wang Qingming hesitated when he thought that the Banxi Book Pavilion needed someone to guard it.Then he listened to Wang Qingming's answer in his sinister voice: "This gentleman is not a person who guards the mere book pavilion. After 30 years, of course this gentleman will regain his freedom."

What 30 years.Wang Qingming's doubts deepened, whether something happened to Tongxuan.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Yi had already walked over to the desk, took Wang Qingming's hand, and picked up the cinnabar pen to write.Wang Qingming exerted strength in his hands to break free, but the former was too powerful to be shaken.With such a skill, how could he be sent to guard the Book Pavilion?Shiyi giggled a few times, approached Wang Qingming's ear, and whispered something.Wang Qingming's eyes froze, and he let go.But Chen Huan went to help, but was also stopped by Wang Qingming.

On Fengyunjuan, more than a dozen names are arranged in an orderly manner.At the beginning, the southern sect forgot about Qingming; at the end, the northern sect mastered rituals.

Shiyi looked at the name on the scroll with satisfaction, smiled slyly, and said, "Weishan is clear and stringy. It is very unlucky to write your name with cinnabar." After saying that, the person disappeared.

But Chen Huan looked at Wang Qingming in puzzlement, and commented at the same time: "This person is very strange."

Wang Qingming smiled and said: "Strange or not, it is an existence recognized by Tongxuan, otherwise it would not be Lord Jiuxiang. The Fengyun Meeting is not a big deal, let him go."

But Chenhuan remembered what Shiyi whispered to Wang Qingming just now, and asked the question.

Wang Qingming put away the wind and clouds, and summoned the boy to announce the list outside the hall.Answer the four words truthfully: "Naishui Forest Domain."

"He invited me to 'One Line Sky' to see him."

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①【Yixiantian】: Jiuxiang Jun Shiyi's residence in Tongxuan's family.

②Yingchuan Fengyun Meeting: A meeting held every three years to discuss both civil and martial arts.