The rebirth of the enchanting palace master

The stars are rare, and the ancient bells are ringing.All the disciples of the Shangdao Sect on Lianhua Peak, dressed in crimson clothes and wearing yellow crowns, sat cross-legged around Dengxiantai, meditating.

Ascending to the immortal platform, it looks like a lotus flower, sitting in the middle of Ziyun, and has changed into a purple celestial cave garment. The sleeves and body of the garment are embroidered with eight trigrams and stars, and the face is calm and serene, just like a statue of a great Taoist immortal.

When Ji Wuying rushed to Lianhua Peak, he saw that the high Dengxiantai was surrounded by clouds and smoke, Ziyun's body was faintly visible, and he couldn't see clearly.

Regardless of Li Tianyin's obstruction, Ji Wuying jumped up to the immortal platform, grabbed Ziyun's Taoist robe, knelt down in front of him, and shouted hoarsely: "Uncle Yu, don't."

Ziyun's skin was as pale as snow, and the imprint between his eyebrows turned into a thumb-sized Taiji diagram. His eyebrows and hair faded like wildfire, but in the blink of an eye, his black hair was already gray and stained with frost.

Ziyun heard the shout and slowly opened his eyes.The face that cannot be erased from memory actually appeared at the last moment when he was about to sit down. I don't know whether it was gratification or sentimentality, and a tear overflowed from the corner of his eye.

"You are finally here."

Ziyun whispered a few words, followed by a sigh as if letting go of everything.

Ji Wuying bit her lip, desperately suppressing the tears that swirled in her eyes. Uncle Yu was about to collapse, and Ji Wuying's heartache was no less than when his father died.Ji Wuying has liked him since he was a child. This gentle and jade-like man obeys him in everything. He truly responds to every request like a fairy. Compared with his father's strictness, he is like a gentle and loving mother.Ji Wuying felt that the best thing her father did in his life was to make a close friend like him.

Later, for unknown reasons, Uncle Yu disappeared as if the world had evaporated. Ji Wuying asked about the whereabouts of Uncle Yu's father, but was reprimanded by his father, saying that he would never mention this person again.Ji Wuying secretly asked the palace people to go out to inquire, but they found nothing. There is no chess master surnamed Yu in the Jianghu.

Until now, Ji Wuying finally knew why he couldn't find him.It turned out that he had already entered Taoism, and his Taoist name was Ziyun.

"If you are willing to come, does that mean you have forgiven me? But you have fulfilled my last wish." Ziyun continued to speak slowly.He pulled out the wide sleeve from Ji Wuying's hand, curled the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly: "I will sit down, don't touch dead things, let alone me, I will dirty your hands."

"Uncle Yu, what are you talking about? You will always be clean and clear in my eyes. You won't die. I don't want you to die." Ji Wuying wiped away her tears and grabbed Ziyun's hand again. Cuffs, never let go.

Ji Wuying's words gave Ziyun's empty eyes a gleam of brilliance, his whole body brightened, and the curve of his mouth became wider.

"Brother Ji, remember I once said that you didn't get a good name. Liu Shang, what is left behind is all sadness, how nice it is to be called Liu Huan." Ziyun said to himself and laughed, completely thinking that Ji Wuying was the one who he couldn't find in his heart. The one who forgot.

"Although I have fairy roots in my life, I can't become a fairy, because the ladder to heaven can't bear the weight of a mortal heart. My heart has turned into a 'three-life stone' when I entered Luoying Valley, and it will stop forever. It's there. Even if you despise and loathe it, it can't change its destination. I can't survive this catastrophe. I've lived all these years, but I want to play chess with you again. I finally think of the last game There is a way to crack it, but why did you come after my heart was turned into ashes?"

Ziyun reveals his true feelings, allowing Ji Wuying to see another side of him that no one knows.It seems that Uncle Yu developed feelings for his father, but his father only regarded him as a friend, and then Uncle Yu expressed his feelings to his father, but he was spurned by his father in the end.

Ji Wuying knows that his father is a cold-hearted person. In his father's eyes, martial arts ranks first, brothers rank second, and then some self-cultivation things occupy his life. The word love, to him, is still It's not as pleasant as a sparring.

People who are indifferent are often prone to romantic debts, and they can become obsessed without knowing it.Ji Wuying especially disliked his father's neglect of his mother, and after his mother passed away, the uninvited man called Xue'er, the two women were heartbroken for him, but now, even Uncle Yu... Ji Wuying touched his face and sighed that his romantic love was inherited from his father.

"Okay, you and I will stop here. Thank you for coming to see me off for the last time." Ziyun's Tai Chi picture between his brows suddenly shined brilliantly, making it hard to keep your eyes open.

Only then did Ji Wuying wake up from the trance, but his time limit had come, and in a moment of desperation, he grabbed Ziyun's wrist, trying to save his life for him.Unexpectedly, before his hand was close to Ziyun's body, he was knocked out from the climbing platform by an invisible force.When the body fell, Ji Wuying heard Ziyun's small and ethereal voice: "You will cross me in the next life, wish?"

Ji Wuying's heart shrank suddenly, and she almost didn't slow down in one breath.It also doesn't matter if I don't use lightness kung fu, I will fall to my death, open my limbs, and let my body fall freely like flying catkins.

This feeling of falling made Ji Wuying think of the last twilight with Li Tianyin in Zizhu Forest in her previous life, when death came again, what will happen this time.

This time, Li Tianyin did not disappoint Ji Wuying.When Ji Wuying's body was hugged tightly like a treasure, accompanied by Li Tianyin's nervous scolding, Ji Wuying couldn't hold back her sadness any longer, and leaned on his strong chest, weeping silently.

After Taoist Ziyun master became immortal, it didn't cause too much sadness in the sect, because the Taoist judged whether the master was enlightened or not, and always took ascension and immortality as the standard, so the disciples felt that the master master had already set his foot on the auspicious cloud. Went to Nantianmen to report.Only Ji Wuying knows that Ziyun is like an ordinary person, his soul returns to the underworld, and maybe he will not be willing to linger on the Naihe Bridge, waiting for his sweetheart.

After Ziyun's death, apart from Ji Wuying, there was another person who reacted greatly, and that was Li Tianyin's master, Xiao Songbai, the master of the Sword Sect.When Ziyun discussed peacefully with him to resolve the dispute between the two factions, he hinted that he himself would die soon, Xiao Songbai thought he was joking, but he didn't know it, so he left as soon as he said it.

Xiao Songbai was holding a silk book that Ziyun gave him, on which were the handwriting and seals of several generations of Sword Sect masters.It turns out that after the bloodbath of the Qisha Palace, the Huashan Sword Sect has changed for twelve generations. Starting from the fourth generation, they are already tired of the endless vendettas of the sect, and feel that worshiping the Huashan Sword Sect to practice martial arts is not to strengthen their bodies To build up the body and promote righteousness, but for the sake of revenge and killing the people in the Qisha Palace.But the teacher's training is difficult, and the fourth-generation master was in a dilemma, so he found the master of the Taoist school and asked him if he had any way to escape.At that time, the head of the Taoist school came up with a plan: If you don't want to kill again, you can write your wish on this silk book, and I will keep it in the Taoist school first. After I emerge, I will hand over this silk book to the next head.According to legend, if there are eight sword sect masters agreeing to this silk script, then your two sects will end their long-standing enmity.

This silk book was passed to Xiao Songbai's hand, it happened to be the eighth place, Xiao Songbai couldn't help but secretly sighed: So the master and the ancestors all had this idea, but they didn't want to, and they didn't dare to take the blame for deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

Xiao Songbai looked at the silk script, thought hard for several days and nights, and finally decided to be born in Yunyou ahead of schedule, and asked his big apprentice Li Tianyin to temporarily take the post of head of Huashan.Let him deal with this troublesome matter, anyway, he has mentioned the matter of resolving the grievances between the two schools many times.

After Xiao Songbai made up his mind, he called Li Tianyin to explain.

Li Tianyin didn't expect that the master would let him handle this matter, and felt that God was helping me, so he took over the position of acting head without too many excuses.

With Li Tianyin in real power, it is more convenient to go in and out of Huashan.As long as he urges his disciples to finish practicing, he will leave and run to the inn in the market town, where there is Ji Wuying who is extremely depressed.

Ji Wuying has always responded to Ziyun's death with a self-blaming attitude, thinking that if she hadn't bothered Ziyun Qingxiu for selfish desires, if she hadn't told him about her father's death, he would definitely not have died, no.

Li Tianyin pushed the door open and entered, and saw Ji Wuying sitting blankly at the table, covering her face with long hair, muttering: "My fault...I'm sorry..."

Li Tianyin shook his head and sighed, walked over, tied up his hair lightly for him, and comforted him: "Wu Ying, don't be like this, a child is not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish. Since the master has nothing to love in life, death is also a species." Relief. He won't blame you, trust me."

Ji Wuying couldn't listen at all, and kept staring at the teacup in front of her with empty eyes.

Li Tianyin had no choice but to look at Ji Wuying's face that was lost in the sky, and his heart ached.I thought: It would be great if there is something that can divert his attention now.

Seeing that Ji Wuying's mouth was dry and crusty, Li Tianyin guessed that he hadn't eaten or drank for another day, so he had to go downstairs to ask the shopkeeper to prepare some food.

When Li Tianyin went down the stairs, two men, an old man and a young man, came up the stairs. They met each other and passed by.

That old one, with a dragon head and a cane, looks old and crippled, but the chassis is very stable.

That young one completely ignored the temperature in early summer, wrapped in a snow-white mink fur, without any mottled color, ordinary in appearance, but hard to find temperament.On his left face is a striking tattoo, and a curved vine is carved from the top of the tattoo to the end of the eye.

Speaking of the market town at the foot of Huashan Mountain, there are quite a few martial arts people who pass by here, but there are very few people who can be remembered, and these two people can be remembered with just one glance.Li Tianyin glanced at them, and went downstairs calmly.

After ordering the food, Li Tianyin returned to the room, but Ji Wuying was still depressed.

Li Tianyin sat down facing him, knocked on the table, and told him about the two people he met just now.To Li Tianyin's surprise, Ji Wuying's slack eyes gathered together in an instant, she lowered her head for a day, and finally raised her head.

Ji Wuying asked in a hoarse voice, "Is that old man you're talking about about seventy years old, with a hunchback and a walking stick with a dragon's head?"

Li Tianyin nodded.

Ji Wuying's expression suddenly became solemn: "The old man is a member of the organization of Zhuiying, and he is known as the 'Drunk Demon'. The young man with him is wearing a white sable fur? It is probably the 'Snow Demon'."

Li Tianyin rubbed his chin and asked doubtfully, "How do you know so clearly? Isn't their organization very secretive and difficult to track down?"

Ji Wuying took a deep breath and said, "The last time you came to see your son in Qisha Palace, I was not there. At that time, I was meeting with Zhuiying in Jianmen Bieyuan, and I saw 'Mei' Mo', it's a woman." Whenever Zhuiying was mentioned, Ji Wuying felt a tightness in her chest and an indescribable sense of melancholy.

When Li Tianyin heard Chasing Shadow, his vigilance instantly increased tenfold. He grabbed Ji Wuying's hand and asked anxiously, "Why did you meet him alone? Did he treat you? Why did he tell you this?"

Ji Wuying shook his head lightly, signaling him not to get excited. "I called him here, because only from him can we get the real behind-the-scenes truth about his organization. Their organization is called 'Magic He'. There are four guardians, all of whom have extraordinary abilities. The mastermind behind the scenes is a court official. People of high authority, this is very close to our previous speculation. By the way, you said that the 'Snow Demon' has a vine pattern on his face, isn't that true?"

Ji Wuying dipped her finger in the tea and began to draw on the table.After he finished painting, Li Tianyin nodded after seeing it: "It's exactly this."

Ji Wuying frowned in silence, stood up suddenly, and was about to walk towards the door.

Li Tianyin shouted, "Where are you going?"

Ji Wuying made a silent gesture, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me."