Listening to the Phoenix

There are two people, both are top swordsmen in the world.

Dressed in white clothes, with a long sword; the same love and cleanliness, the same loneliness.

The paths they took were completely different.

On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword breaks the flying fairy.

Since then, one person died, for the city he guarded.

One person achieves the name of the sword god, the love is broken, and the ruthless sword is accomplished.

Ling Yinzui picked up two long swords and slammed them into each other.One sword breaks, one sword loses.

Feng Que said: "These two people are indeed like these two swords."

Lingyin said drunkenly: "The ruthless way is never easy to walk."

Feng Que said: "What do you mean?"

After the swordsman died, the sword god brought his body back to his... villa and buried it.

And his wife and children, in the eyes of the ruthless sword god, are no longer as important as they used to be, and can sway his mind.

So the wife left with the child.

It's getting colder and colder, lonely and alone.

"so?"

"A Ci is Fenghuang, I am...almost heartless."

"Are you worried that you will kill me?" Feng Que's mouth curled up.

"It's that swordsman... the Sword Immortal is sending himself to death, it's not the Sword God who killed the Sword Immortal!" Mo Shanglian's voice came, clear and slightly hoarse.

Looking at the reputation, the corners of Moshang Lian's eyes were faintly blush, like eyeliner.

"none."

"Yin Zui, I can tell you that you love Ah Ci from the bottom of your heart." Looking deeply at the two gods in front of her, Mo Shanglian finished in one breath.

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Backlash.

Vigorously wiped away the blood on her lips, Mo Shanglian's brows were filled with gloom, "I'm leaving, tell brother and sister Mingyao!"

Before they could reply, the black-clothed boy had already turned around swiftly, split open the crack in space, and could no longer find his trace.

The aura was in chaos for a moment.

Feng Que said: "Shang Lian is really angry."

Drunk listening to the sound and nodding.

They all left the primordial world and went to other worlds regardless of the fact that their bodies had not fully recovered.

"However, thanks to him."

Before listening to Zui's reaction to this sentence, he suddenly lowered his head and looked in surprise.

A bit of fresh air curled around his fingertips.

Yuqing's fairy spirit.

"A Ling and Yuqing Yuanshi are very familiar?"

Otherwise, why would the sage Tianzun, who is as cold as Kunlun's ice and snow, spend so much effort to contact Ah Ling?

"I'm on good terms with Yuchen." Lingyinzui's heart moved slightly.

Something happened to Yuchen?

What could happen?

Feng Queci also thought of this.

"It's really a mess." Even the saints from Honghuang came to stir up the situation.

In the water mirror, the white-clothed saint sitting upright with downcast eyes is extremely cold, his hair is not messed up, and his robes are neat.

That face is beautiful and clear.

Lingyinzui was already like ice and snow on the top of a mountain, but this saint was three points colder than Lingyinzui.

Ruthless and desireless, cold hearted.

"Fellow Daoist, has Tongtian contacted you?" Cut to the point, Dao Ming's purpose, without the slightest hint of greeting.

"No." He answered bluntly, and listened drunkenly: "Yuchen, it's your younger brother. Besides, I'm not in Honghuang."

Saint Yuqing frowned lightly.

"What happened to Yuchen?"

Yu Qingyuan was silent.

"What is the third calamity measurement?"

After a long time, there was a faint voice, "Fengshen."

"Fengshen?" Feng Que murmured.

"The dispute between interpreting and intercepting, the internal strife in the Taoist sect."

"Yuchen..."

Saint Yuqing interrupted him abruptly: "In the battle of conferring the gods, the elucidation of the teachings is considered a victory, and the teachings will never be restored. The West will benefit, and Tongtian will be taken to Zixiao Palace by the master."

Drunk listening: "Cut off the teaching?"

"I ordered my disciples to take the Zhuxian Sword Formation and slaughter millions of golden immortals." With an understatement, the saint lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes covered all the waves in his eyes.

Feng Que said: "You?"

"I."

Feng Queci almost blurted out, "Have your brain been taken away by the Dao of Heaven!".After all, as the first batch of immortals, gods, demons, and Buddhas in the prehistoric period, in a strict sense, he can be said to have grown into a saint little by little by watching the transformation of the Three Purities.

Naturally, they also understood how much Taiqing and Yuqing doted on their youngest brother, Shangqing.

Especially Yuqing, who didn't know how many times he cleaned up the mess for Shangqing, and even taught Shangqing's disciples hand in hand at the beginning.

Now you tell me, no matter how much misfortune my younger brother caused, at most he will be imprisoned for hundreds of years at most, and even worried that his younger brother will be bored, he will make a lot of magic tools for his younger brother's entertainment. Disciple who lost his younger brother Shangqing?

Feng Queci really wanted to ask Yuqing if you had burnt out your mind and lost your mind.

Listening drunk and said: "Heaven did it."

Saint Yuqing closed his eyes, "Yes."

Lingyinzui continued: "Yuchen hates you so much now."

Saint Yuqing's eyelashes trembled, and his opened pair of phoenix eyes were extremely cold, containing the snow and ice of distant mountains, "Indeed."

"I didn't meet Yuchen." Lingyin said drunkly.

"Didn't you say he was in Zixiao Palace?" Feng Que said.

The mournful look flashed across the face of Saint Yuqing, and it was fleeting, and then it looked cold and ruthless, "More than a hundred years ago, I was restless. I went to Zixiao Palace and found... ..." His voice was dry, and after a pause, he continued, "Tongtian Primordial Spirit is gone."

Only then did Lingyinzui and Feng Queci realize the difficulty of the situation, and Feng Queci asked, "Can't you find it?"

Sage Yuqing shook his head, his white hair swaying with his movements.

Not so long ago.

When he was in Honghuang, Lingyinzui had a good personal relationship with Yuchen.Once, Yuchen invited him to Kunlun as a guest.

At that time, the dragon and phoenix catastrophe had just passed, Sanqing had not yet been sanctified, let alone separation, and the relationship was harmonious.

It was rare for Feng Que Ci to not get drunk with Ling Yin, but to hide the rest of the Phoenix Clan.

When seeing Yuqing and Yuwei for the first time, Lingyinzui was slightly surprised.

Yuchen's elder brother, so indifferent?

With this kind of thought, Yu Chen called "Brother" by his side, and Yu Wei turned around and disappeared without a trace.

Yuqing, the second of the Pangu's descendants, is very cold, but there is always a layer of tenderness and indulgence in Yuwei's eyes looking at Yuchen.

Lingyinzui suddenly understood why Yuchen was always so self-willed and straightforward in doing things.

Because of Yuwei's indulgence.

very nice.

Putting down the long piano, the young man in white was elegant and dignified, and the cold air was pressing.Walking forward, white hair streaked across the air, and every move was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Brother, this is Ah Zui." Yu Chen tugged at the corner of his elder brother Yu Wei's clothes, with a smile in his eyes.

"Fellow."

"Fellow."

Yuchen smiled happily, pulled Yuwei to sit down, brought spirit wine from somewhere, "Brother, Yuchen wants to hear you play the piano."

With a wave of his hand, the Changqin landed on his lap.

Lingyin was drunk and watched Yuchen use the excuse of drinking with him to knock himself unconscious one mouthful at a time. He, the god who said he wanted to drink, didn't touch a drop of wine.

On the contrary, it was a good show.

From then on, I saw how much Yuwei indulged Yuchen.

After Yuchen got drunk, he took off Yuwei's hair crown and played with his white hair.

From the first time she saw Yuwei, Lingyinzui knew that Yuwei attached great importance to appearance.

Until Yuchen had had enough of playing with the gray hair and stretched out his hand to Yuwei's wrist, Lingyin got up drunk and said goodbye.

Yuwei's expression was indifferent, as if she hadn't been entangled by a drunkard playing a drunken mania at all.

From then on, when Lingyinzui saw Yuchen, as long as Yuchen and Yuwei were together, she would always see Yuwei's white hair wrapped around Yuchen's fingers.

But in the end, Yuwei's hair crown was not removed.

As a result, when Lingyinzui saw the swaying white hair of the sage Yuqing, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"This is the first time I've seen you without Yuchen present."

Yuqing was startled, then nodded.

"I want to ask, what did Yuchen do to you that time?"

After that, Lingyinzui asked once, but Yuchen faltered and refused to answer, so Lingyinzui put out the thought of asking.

Now, he was suddenly curious.

Sage Yuqing thought for a few breaths, "Nothing."

"How long has it been since you called Yuchen, 'Yuchen'?" Lingyin said drunkly.

Yuchen is his name.

It's just that the status of the descendants of Pangu in the Sanqing Dynasty is too noble, and there are very few people in the world who can be called so.

The ice and snow shattered in Saint Yuqing's eyes.

"...Since he moved away from Kunlun in a fit of rage, when he said goodbye, he said "Brother Dao" lightly." Said shyly.

I thought he had already forgotten.But it turned out that he remembered clearly.

"Brother Dao and 'Tongtian' every sentence, no wonder..." Feng Que was speechless.

"Fellow Daoist, I know what you want to do." Saint Yuqing pursed his lips pale.

"Are you threatening me?" Feng Que resigned.

"I can help."

Feng Que said: "Reason? Don't forget, Heaven is your master!"

"Master is not the way of heaven." Saint Yuqing said humanely, "Master loves...he the most."

"Master also knows about this matter."

"You are a descendant of Pangu, and Heaven has a trace of Pangu's will, so you should get close to Heaven." Feng Que Ci didn't ask why Hongjun secretly poked his disciples to contact them without being discovered by Heaven after joining the Dao.

The three thousand demon gods of Chaos knew that Hongjun couldn't be saved by common sense.

"Tong...he is, my younger brother." In one sentence, it was light and weighty.

younger brother.

A dark light flashed across Feng Que Ci's phoenix eyes.

In the past, Panfeng asked him to take the place of Fenghuang temporarily and raised a Fenghuang.

Because he owed Pan Feng Karma, Feng Que resigned and went to the land of the Phoenix Clan, and brought back a little Phoenix whose parents had both died, claiming that it was his younger brother.

In fact, Feng Que Ci didn't pay much attention to the little phoenix named "Ya Zhang" at first.In Feng Queci's opinion, it is enough to teach him the exercises and teach him to become a suitable emperor.

Get emotional, pooh!

It wasn't until a long time later, when that little phoenix became an adult, that the first time he disobeyed Feng Queci, did Feng Queci really look him in the eye.

"Do you know who you are?"

"Do you know your responsibility?"

"Do you have the right to be willful?"

At that time, little Fenghuang knelt on the ground, and for the first time did not call his elder brother, but said earnestly and respectfully: "My emperor, Yazhang knows. But Yazhang has made up his mind."

"You are the Phoenix Emperor."

"The Emperor Feng can't be a Taoist couple with other clans? Emperor, this is not fair!"

"Why a man?"

"Does it have to be yin and yang?"

……

When she regained her senses, Yuqing was nowhere to be seen.

"Ah Ling, the situation of the Shangqing sage is quite bad."

Drunk listening: "Pangu Yuan deified Sanqing, and Sanqing has great merits and virtues. Above the way of heaven, there is also the great way."

The author has something to say:

To be honest, really, I'm terribly curious about how Yuqing Shangqing fell out to such an extent.

Take me and my brother as an example. Although he and I often fought each other, quarreled, and even fought when we were young, no matter what, I found that I couldn't bear someone bullying him.My brother probably thinks the same way.

The school has a sports meeting in these three days, so I took the opportunity to ask, is it possible for you and your brother to have a falling out?As a result, all the people I asked gave me speechless or even expressions of "Are you stupid" or "Are you crazy".

How could it be possible to fall out?

Therefore, in this article, the setting is that Taiqing Yuqing was plotted against by Tiandao in the Battle of Conferred Gods.

I have never been able to understand, obviously at the beginning, Taiqing Yuqing's attitude towards Shangqing was so good, could it be that such a long-term relationship can be erased by disagreement of ideas?

In my opinion, elaborating and cutting off teachings are all wrong in Fengshen.

The two religions made mistakes together, so there was Fengshen; the two religions made mistakes together, so there was that ending; the two religions made mistakes together, so there was... the final bitter fruit.

I don't know if Yuqing regretted her impulsiveness later on?Did Shangqing ever regret the impulsiveness at that time?Have the Twelve Golden Immortals and even Chanjiao ever regretted their past actions?Have you ever regretted not listening to the teacher's advice?Has Duobao ever regretted adding oil and vinegar?Did Chanjiao, who killed a million golden immortals with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, ever regret the killing? ...