One Sword Nine Ya

After hearing this, the young master just said: "I have been with you for many years, it's time to go."

"That's fine." Chi Juntian didn't hold back, and said: "You and I will meet again by fate."

—Then the scene was changed again.

Time is like running water, and it is another game of chess. Xiao Jiuzuo lazily looked at the chess game, and Chi Juntian picked up a piece and said: "A game of chess, first layout, enter the middle game, and finally close, now it will enter the middle game .”

Xiao Jiu said: "I am not as talented as you. I always don't understand what my junior sister is thinking."

"I really don't want to talk to you either." Chi Juntian gave a rare smile, "Ever since my apprentice bid farewell to me and went to travel by myself, I have no bosom friend."

Xiao Jiuzou: "He didn't have any aptitude for cultivating immortals, but he realized the way to go straight to the third heaven. It's really strange."

"It's not strange," Chi Juntian said, "He was born with three roots of wisdom: murderous heart, lotus heart, and consonant heart. Those with mixed and impure three hearts cannot cultivate immortals, but his three hearts were born impartial, which is special in the first place."

Xiao Jiuzuo shook his head: "A person with three hearts who are impartial should be in the state of neither ignorance nor wisdom."

Chi Juntian smiled: "Brother always sticks to the old rules, everyone in the world is trapped in three hearts, but he is not limited by his talent and wisdom, don't you understand?"

Xiao Jiuzuo didn't speak.

Chi Juntian got up and left the chessboard, looking down at the vast world below: "I guess, he was born outside the five elements of heaven."

She continued: "I read all the classics during the Tianyan, and I also studied countless history books in the human world. Xiao Jiuzuo, guess what I saw? The rise and fall of the mortal world reflects the luck of the heavens. The independence of the world should have nothing to do with the human world, but do you know that the rise and fall of the mortal world is closely related to the emperor of the immortal world?"

Xiao Jiuzou: "When the Dao of Heaven prospers, the Dao of Immortals and the world of humans prosper. The Dao of Immortals prospers, the birth of immortal geniuses, and the climbing of Huandang Mountain are of course closely related."

Chi Juntian shook his head: "That's not the case. Do you know when the chaos in the world will stop?"

"I do not know."

Chi Juntian's eyes sparked with interest and enthusiasm: "It wasn't after the emperor climbed the Huandang Mountain, but when he had lived in the Huandang Mountain for a long time and gradually disappeared."

"We all think that the way of heaven is eternal, but only rises and falls alternately, but why can't it be that the way of heaven also has birth, old age, sickness and death? If the way of heaven is not declining and prospering, but a new sky...then where does the new way of heaven come from? Is it an illusion? Is it the emperor on Dangdang Mountain? Brother, think about it, here in Huandang Mountain, it is said that it is connected to the heavens and the earth. You have to climb Huandang Mountain to be the emperor? I am afraid that this is not the only place that can make people gradually become... ..."

"Junior Sister, that's enough." Xiao Jiuzuo let out a deep breath, "You're crazy."

"I didn't." Chi Juntian approached him step by step, the burning eyes even forced Xiao Jiuzuo to take a few steps back.

"I have seen through the biggest secret of this world, and next..."

Xiao Jiuzuo's voice was rare and severe: "Have you forgotten the teachings of the ancestors! We deduce the fate, which is already disrespectful of the way of heaven. We must not hold weapons in our lives, we must not commit murder, and we must not use the technique of deduction to make waves! Not to mention— —I can’t have such wishful thinking like you!”

"Whether it is wishful thinking or not, you will know after trying it. Since I want to transcend the way of heaven, the best way is not to do it myself? Since it is against the precepts of the ancestors, it is better to leave Tianyan, but the platform of life and creation is of great use, I can't No." Chi Juntian looked at Xiao Jiuzou and said, "I know you have always treated me the best, and you will definitely not implicate senior brother when the time comes, I just ask senior brother not to hinder me."

Xiao Jiuzuo was silent for a long time, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a man who was still handsome and handsome just now, turned out to be much haggard and older.

Seeing this, Ye Jiuya suddenly thought of Chen Weichen and that glass of peach blossom wine.

At the beginning, the fragrance is clear and clear, and gradually becomes dense and intense, sweet and bitter. At the end of the drink, the bottom of the cup is the thickest and bitterest, with only a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.

At that time, Chen Weichen took a sip of the wine, leaned in his arms, lazily squinted his eyes and said, this wine is like a human being, the bitterest is at the bottom, and you won't know until the end of drinking.Seeing that the old cripple liked this wine so much, I knew that there were some unspeakable bitter things hidden in his heart.

Even if you don’t look at the illusion, you can know what happened after that. As the rumors say, Xiao Jiuzuo, the first disciple of Tianyan, and Chi Juntian, his junior sister, stole the treasure of the town school, defected from the master’s school, and have never been seen since.

In the more than ten years since they left the teacher's school, a gap gradually emerged between the two of them. In the end, Xiao Jiuzuo no longer took care of Chi Juntian as usual, but parted ways with her completely.

Ye Jiuya was waiting.

Waiting for a change in this illusion, just like the battle of Tianhe in his illusion.

He is also waiting for the emperor to appear again.

Now he finally knows what Chi Juntian's ambition is, and also knows that her plan must be inseparable from the Dijun - when the Dijun died 20 years ago, he may not be the only one on the mountain top.

During these years, Chi Juntian traveled to many places, met many people, and did many things.Youth wears away, white hair has been added to the temples.

Later, she received a flying letter, writing: My teacher personally wrote it.

The letter said: Recently, I feel that the realm is different, which cannot be said, or it is related to what you said many years ago, and I would like to share it with you.

Chi Juntian read the letter for a long time.

Finally, she put away the letter and went to Huandang Mountain.

It was autumn at this time, and the leaves were rustling, only the flowers and leaves of Huandang Mountain were flourishing.

Outside the glazed hall of Futian Palace, the emperor stood facing the wind, and said: "Sometimes I feel that my time is approaching."

Chi Juntian said: "It's just an illusion."

The emperor said: "In recent years, I have been unable to stay under the mountain for a long time. Once I leave, I feel that the mountain is calling me."

"It seems that my guess is right." Chi Juntian smiled: "You will gradually return to the way of heaven."

She looked down the mountain and said: "I have guessed about this matter for a long time, and I used Shengsheng Fortune Table to deduce it, and the difference is almost the same. Everyone in the immortal world knows that there are emperors, three emperors and fourteen princes, but I have forgotten why there are. Fourteen Continents, the place where the three qi qi gather, a place where the emperor, the monarch, and the lord all belong to the land, exhale qi qi, nourish the cultivation base, and be favored by the heavenly way, but in the end they will turn into qi qi and feed back the heavenly way, It is the so-called "longevity" and "flying ascension". It is just that since the ancestors made the world no longer have the struggle between immortals and demons, it is convenient for later generations to practice and separate the pure and turbid qi from immortals and demons. "

The emperor said: "Is it just me?"

Chi Juntian said: "Incarnate in the way of heaven, and be on the same level with heaven and earth, I should congratulate you."

Dijun's tone was light: "I don't want to, but you do."

There are naturally differences between people.Obviously the emperor couldn't empathize with Chi Juntian's paranoia on this matter, but Chi Juntian seemed to have expected it.

She said: "Since that's the case, are you willing to cheat the world and steal the law?"

Dijun didn't speak, just looked at her.

His eyes are calm but unfathomable, his whole person is not sharp, but indifferent, as if he doesn't care about everything.

So even Chi Juntian didn't know what he was thinking, whether he agreed or not.

In the end, he said, "You might as well give it a try."

Chi Juntian, however, questioned him: "What are you thinking?"

The emperor asked her: "How much do you know about the heart demon?"

Chi Juntian replied: "It's the impediment of cultivating immortals."

Obviously this answer didn't satisfy Dijun, but he didn't say much, he answered and went back.

As for Chi Juntian's so-called "concealing the sky and crossing the sea to steal the beam and change the pillar", it failed.

——Of course this method did not succeed, otherwise the emperor would not have died later, and Chi Juntian would not have been alive.

However, it wasn't Chi Juntian's spell that had a problem, but the emperor himself had a problem.

The full moon in August is bright and clear, hanging on the top of the mountain in the distance.

The emperor suddenly said: "The snowstorm in Liuxue Mountain is very heavy at this time."

Chi Juntian said: "What?"

"I have a friend there."

Chi Juntian said: "You actually have friends?"

Dijun said: "There is only one, I like it very much."

Chi Juntian gave a "tsk" sound: "It's really a miracle."

Dark clouds covered the moon, and there was thunder in the sky.

Ancient books record that there was thunderstorm before ascension, which is probably true.

Chi Juntian continued: "This is not in line with your way of being too forgetful. When resisting the thunder, you must not disturb your mood."

Dijun didn't survive the thunder, but it wasn't because of the friend he liked very much.

——But because he didn't fight at all.

He even distracted himself and said a word to Chi Juntian.

He said: "The morning bacteria don't know the dark days, and the crickets don't know the spring and autumn. If you become the way of heaven, but find that there is a sky beyond the sky, what should you do?"

Chi Juntian couldn't care about anything else, he just stared at Dijun, smiled lowly at him, and closed his eyes.

Thousands of thunder thundered down, and in the blinding white light, some people turned into flying ash.

He must have voluntarily and long ago decided.

Otherwise, when he talked with Chi Juntian outside the hall that day, he wouldn't have such calm and unfathomable eyes.

No one knows why he did it.

Chi Juntian took a few steps back in disbelief.

Ye Jiuya didn't know either.

But one person seems to know.

The man stood beside Ye Jiuya and asked him, "Do you want to know why he committed suicide?"

Ye Jiuya turned his head, and Chen Weichen was standing beside him at some point, slowly shaking his brocade fan.

Ye Jiuya asked: "Why?"

Chen Weichen said with a smile: "Then you're probably going to visit his illusion."

He said again: "But he died long ago, you can enter my illusion."

After finishing speaking, he sighed: "But I can't let others go in my fantasy, and you probably won't see him either."

Before Ye Jiuya could speak, he sighed again: "I forgot, you have already entered the realm of the third heaven, and my sweet words are useless."

He looked Ye Jiuya back and forth, his eyes were like a sly cat, and then he took Ye Jiuya's hand: "She can't get out of the illusion, so I have to help her out later—but I have to take you out first." .”

Ye Jiuya didn't move.

Chen Weichen didn't move, just looked at him.

Ye Jiuya also looked at Chen Weichen.

He found that Chen Weichen was still exactly the same as when he met him at the bottom of the Canglang Cliff.

The same smile, the same look in the eyes, there is no difference.

He himself has changed.

And Chen Weichen saw this idea - he was always very considerate.

Chen Weichen said: "Brother Ye, people always change."

Ye Jiuya said: "But you haven't."

"Because I'm not human." Chen Weichen smiled, "Brother Ye is, so Brother Ye has changed."

They start walking out.

The fog is extremely thick, thick and changeable, if Ye Jiuya hadn't been led by Chen Weichen all the time, he might have been lost long ago.

They didn't stop talking either.

Ye Jiuya said: "Is it good or bad?"

"It's good for Brother Ye, but it's good and bad for me."

"Why?"

"Brother Ye came out of his illusion, and the realm has risen to a higher level. Now that he has come out of this illusion, the realm has become stable. It is only a little bit close to the final consummation. Naturally, it is good for Brother Ye. For myself, I am cold The beauties here are certainly good-looking, but they are not as pleasing to the eye as they are now. This is a good thing. But once Brother Ye’s realm is high, the sword will naturally be sharp. If it stabs me, it will hurt even more, and I will suffer even more. This is a bad point.”

Ye Jiuya asked: "Why is it more disadvantaged?"

"Brother Ye has no disease or pain, but my heart is always in pain. When the sword meets, I will naturally suffer."

He kept looking at Ye Jiuya from time to time, as if seeing him for the first time.

"Brother Ye, if there is a mirror at this time, I can guarantee that you will fall in love with yourself at first sight if you look at it."

When Chen Weichen talks nonsense, the best way is to ignore him.

But his nonsense this time is not just talking nonsense, but is well-founded.

Which one is better, a snow-covered mountain rock or a transparent ice jade?

Ye Jiuya is now like that ice jade.

The cold is still cold, but not that paranoid.

Ye Jiuya knew why, and so did Chen Weichen.

Ye Jiuya has an obsession in his heart.

He wants to revive the emperor.

But now, although he didn't resurrect the emperor, he knew that there was no need to resurrect the emperor.

Ye Jiuya still doesn't know why the emperor died, but he no longer has obsessions.

The things in the illusion can be changed according to Chen Weichen's will. He probably got tired of the thick fog and turned this place into a street market in his hometown.

It was March, and the spring breeze was warm, and there was a young man in brocade clothes riding a horse across the long street.

"The ancients said, 'The peach blossoms are on the verge, and the young men in spring shirts are chivalrous; in Beiye Zhai, the night monks go to the Zen heart'. After many years, these young men will no longer be as good as they are today. But the scenery here is so good, but the outside is gone. It's late autumn, and it really makes people want to stay longer." Chen Weichen sighed lazily as he walked by the roadside.

Ye Jiuya said to him: "Then let's stay longer."

"After all, I can't stay for long," Chen Weichen said, "What Brother Ye wanted to do when he left Jiange, there is no need to do it now. What I wanted to do since I left home, but I haven't finished it yet. Brother Ye said that I haven't changed , but when I walk out of here, things will change.”

Although the long street is long, although there are many pedestrians and the pace is slow, it will eventually come to an end.

"There is no banquet in the world that never ends," Chen Weichen said, shaking his fan, "Brother Ye invites you first."

Ye Jiuya looked back at Chen Weichen the moment he walked out of the illusion.

Chen Weichen still looked at him with a smile, with the gentle look in his eyes that he was very familiar with, as if he was not willing to let him go.

The moment Ye Jiuya walked out of the illusion, ripples passed before his eyes, and it turned into the scene of the Liuli Palace in Futian Palace.

The white-haired man on the high seat also slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes that were still shining with peach blossoms just now, only a piece of desolation remained.