[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

The night was quiet, and after a brief conversation, the two fell silent again.Jianzi leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to meditate. Long Su, bored, picked up a book, sat on the bedside and began to read.

Brake with stillness, dormant in waiting.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the wind outside the window suddenly became louder, roaring back and forth, as if thunder was continuously exploding.Jianzi opened his eyes, walked quickly to the window, pushed open the window, and the strong wind was blowing on his face, causing his forehead to fly violently, but he didn't notice it, and only looked at the gradually spreading vortex in the clouds.

The black clouds swirled, and the center of the vortex was surging, and a burst of passionate music pierced through the clouds, full of murderous aura and fighting spirit.The clouds suddenly parted, and the exorcist with black clothes and silver guns descended from the sky and landed on the castle, carrying the thousand-year destiny of the gods and demons to kill the king of the bloodthirsty clan.

The gate of the castle opened with a bang, and the emperor stepped steadily into the battle circle amidst flying sand and rocks. There was no need to say much between the natural enemies.

The spear rotated in the hands of the exorcist, split into two, and turned into sharp blades held in both hands. The silver light flowed and swayed wantonly, like a basin of mercury splashed away.

The evil knife is out of its sheath, which is a darker color than the night. When the knife is raised, it cuts through the night and the wind silently, revealing the most evil power of the bloodthirsty clan.

The two guns and evil knives collided fiercely, sparks splashed in all directions, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly. The powerful forces of the confrontation between the two sides swept the dust and sand, and the wind scattered rocks everywhere.

The battle outside the castle was fierce, Jianzi just looked down from a height and had no intention of ending.

"Three-quarters of the way through the Tomb of the King, is this the person you have decided to fight against Simon?" Someone behind him approached and stood by the window to watch the battle together, "Well... the battle is deadlocked, Jianzi, Aren't you going to add help?"

"This is the fate of the gods and demons, and it is also the mission of three quarters," Jianzi said lightly, "besides, since ancient times, evil has never suppressed righteousness."

"Haha, it seems that there will be a sleepless night in Jia City tonight."

"What about you?" Jianzi suddenly looked away from the fierce battle and looked directly at Long Su, "do you still want to take the evil son away?"

Shulou Longsu lightly shook his precious fan, half covered his face, raised his brows, as if he didn't understand what he meant, "What do you mean by that?"

"Simon is in a bitter battle. If I join the battle, it's not in line with your wishes—Long Su, your ambition for the son of evil is clearly revealed." Jianzi's words implied the spirit of killing Jinshi.

"Okay, okay," Long Su's body was also filled with murderous aura, the precious fan in his hand transformed into a merchant, and he just waited for it to come out of its sheath gorgeously, "Do you want to stop me?"

Jianzi opened his lips and let out a long whistle, and a holy aura suddenly penetrated the clouds and entered Jianzi's hand through the window. The moment he entered the hand, the gloomy copper sword was full of brilliance, bursting out a piercing sword aura—it was the heavenly man The sword, Gu Chen.

Guchen and Pishang were originally famous swords cast in the same furnace, although both were not out of their sheaths, they faintly trembled and buzzed under the collision of sword energy.

"Sure enough, you were pretending to be injured by Timo." Long Su was not surprised, his eyes flashed, "The bite is fake, the drop in body temperature is caused by blood loss, and the weakness is because you deliberately showed weakness to others."

Although Jianzi didn't speak, his expression already agreed.

"Are you also here for the son of evil?" Long Su said a question, but his tone was firm, and the Pishang sword tassel was swinging in his hand, ready to move.

Seeing that it was a battle between dragons and tigers, the sword energy was stirring, and the curtain hanging from the ground behind Jianzi danced in the wind, erratically, Jianzi's strong energy was released, like a deep sea, unmoving like a mountain in a room surrounded by violent winds.Jianzi stared deeply at Long Su, his eyes were like black pebbles at the bottom of a thousand zhang clear pond, hazy in the depths, hopelessly untouchable, as cold as one could imagine.

"You are wrong, my task is to stop you."

As soon as the words fell, Long Su's expression changed. He had already felt the great power fluctuations of the Buddha sword, and the location... was in the city of Jia.

"The Buddhist sword has already taken away the son of Xie." Jianzi also felt the wave. The son of Xie was still weak. Although he struggled violently and tried to escape, he was restrained by the Buddha sword and forcibly taken away from Jacheng.The Buddhist sword will take the son of evil to the Liufa Tiangong in the West Buddha Kingdom, so that the little living Buddha can be purified again.

Long Su was stunned, thought for a few times, and had already figured out the joints, "It's the news from Nanke Bumeng..." After the shock, he clapped his hands again and sighed, "It's strange that you have been lethargic recently, so that's how it is."

Long Su has always been scheming and meticulous in planning, but at the end of the day he acted as he pleases. He lost this move, and he didn't care about the loss. Shake it up, this is the meaning of giving up to fight.

Since Long Su gave way first, Jianzi lowered his eyes, the wind around him receded, Gu Chen's murderous aura disappeared, and he turned back to a dull and dull bronze sword.

The silver gun is dyed red, the evil knife drinks blood, and the endless battle has finally come to an end.

When the guns and knives collided, the exorcist and the emperor split up instantly, their indifferent eyes briefly met, and Feng Tingyun's stay was the last move to accumulate strength.

"Divine Demon Purple Nightmare." When the two spears joined together, they turned into long spears, and the silver light danced fiercely, attracting pillars of silver and blue thunder that filled the sky.

"The Emperor's Blood Flame." Where the evil knife was directed, the flames of hell ignited, distorting the air, and the bursting airflow caused a sensation in flying sand and rocks.

The lightning column pierced through the air, and the flames covered the sky and the ground. The two figures jumped up at the same time, dragging out two afterimages. The violent collision changed the color of the world.After a roar, the Xie Dao let go and flew out of the sea of ​​clouds.

Before he could say anything more, Jianzi and Longsu, who were watching the battle, disappeared one after the other, and went straight to the sea of ​​clouds to chase Xie Dao.

The dust settled in the battle circle, and the defeated king was still proud. The blood-stained cloak was blown up like a sail by the burst of airflow on his body, and the majestic castle collapsed behind him.

The end of another legend.

Starting with the evil knife, the tentacles are cold and strange evil spirits. If you are not strong-willed and strong-willed, you will be confused by the evil blood spirit of the bloodthirsty kings of the past generations contained in it.

Jianzi held the Xie Dao, with billowing white clouds under his feet, misty mist around him, and the wind blowing his clothes fluttering, he was like a white crane among the clouds, looking at the person chasing behind him calmly.

Purple light flashed suddenly, and the body was full of pearls and jade. Long Su was a step late, saw Jianzi grabbing the evil knife, and sighed, "As expected of Jianzi's immortal trace, the immortal's trace is fleeting for thousands of miles."

"Promise, Zilong travels in the sea of ​​clouds, how dare Jianzi not fight with all his strength?" Jianzi's belt was blowing in the wind, reflecting the hazy starlight, neither humble nor overbearing, floating like a fairy.

"Okay, now that the evil knife has entered Jianzi's hands, I can only sigh with regret, I missed it."

"The sword of evil is also the sword of killing evil, my friend should not think about it."

The ownership of the spoils of war has been settled in these few words.

Standing among the clouds, Long Su looked at the majestic and majestic city of Ja that collapsed on the distant skyline, "The end of a generation of kings, like wild flowers falling leaves, is also a magnificent ending."

"I said before that the evil does not suppress the good, and it has always been like this since ancient times." Jianzi put away the evil knife, held the breeze in his sleeves, stepped on the flowing clouds, and his white clothes were erratic, almost blending with the clouds, and said pointedly.

"The Tao is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, light and shadow, yang and yin, clear and turbid, endless struggles, fights, and transformations must be mutually generated and restrained to create a beautiful world. The ending is still unknown, and there must be a difference It's so wonderful." Long Su stood among the clouds and looked down at the earth, his treasured fan swayed gently, his golden eyes shone with gleams, rippling strangely in the calmness.

"The way of heaven and earth, the rule of all things, the origin of life and death. If you don't go beyond the law of heaven and earth, don't go beyond the good and evil, don't overrule the rules, don't kill life and death, watch the clouds and everything, and observe the variety, wouldn't it be a pleasure?"

Long Su laughed when he heard this, "My husband is like a difficult situation. Although the situation is chaotic and diverse, he is born with extraordinary talents, who come out from time to time, like flowers and leaves. Jianzi, you have the words of watching clouds and everything, why are you wading through water?" If you do it, since you don’t have the wisdom to transcend things, don’t you insist on what seems to be true but what is not?”

"The way of asking, one is to be true to one's own body, release the bondage and escape the difficulties, and then save Li Yuan, benefit the poor, and not spare their lives. This is called the supreme way, and Confucianism also has this theory of being good and helping. "

Long Su smiled lightly, like a haze rising suddenly, unfathomable and unpredictable, with a subtle sarcasm, "Heaven has permanence, it doesn't exist for Yao, and it doesn't perish for Jie."

Jianzi's expression was as cold as ice and snow, and his eyes were firm, "Although it will be burnt to death in the end, it will surely wither after one stroke, and the merit of one stroke must not be underestimated."

Long Su seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a cold tone and a double entendre, "Diligently, you dare to weather the wind and rain with a small body, why don't you dare to follow nature and follow your heart?"

——Suppress emotion and endure desire, how can we help the world?

"If the skin doesn't exist, the hair will not be attached. I don't want to leave the Central Plains, and I can't avoid it," Jianzi understood his implication, his eyes were faint, and he just said indifferently, "Purity and tranquility, less selfish desires, and the same Almost Dashun."

"Okay." An imperceptible haze flashed in Long Su's eyes, he praised him and said no more.

Jianzi drooped his eyes, his snow eyelashes trembled slightly, the light in his eyes was as clear as a cold pool, and also like scattered waves in the water.Jianzi didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue and add rebuttals, but just quietly watched the clouds separate and reunite.

Between the Milky Way, two figures, one purple and one white, stand on the clouds overlooking the sky, the sky is full of stars, and the clouds flow like waves ups and downs passing by their feet. In the void, they stand silently, like a pair of lotus flowers growing side by side. Independence, dyed with clear dew in the sky.

After dawn, Jianzi returned to the Sudden Realm, where King Chali and others were there.

It stands to reason that Simon is dead, the son of evil was taken to Liufa Tiangong to be guarded, the city of Jia collapsed, the vitality of the bloodthirsty tribe was seriously injured, and the injury of Xiaoxiao Hongchen recovered. Everyone should be happy, but there is depression and anger on their faces.

Jianzi's heart trembled—something happened again.

"Jianzi, when we came back here, we found a dying monk named Badian at the door. He has something to bring to you..." Upon seeing Jianzi, Cha Li, who was tightly wrapped in white cloth, Wang jumped up and rushed out.

Jianzi's heart sank, he looked around, he didn't see Mu Xianfeng who came out to greet him with a smile when he usually came back, so he already guessed what happened.

"He said that Xianfeng was an undercover agent and cheated away the Buddha certificate," King Chali said here with a look of regret, he had a good impression of this lively and clever girl in Sudden Realm, "and said that his companion was kidnapped Killed by Long Su, he fled back to deliver the letter, and died after speaking."

"Stubbornly obsessed." Jianzi's teeth trembled, and he almost burst out word by word from his clenched jaw. His eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and a trace of hatred flashed across them.

As if responding to his regret and anger, Gu Chen on his back trembled and groaned, causing the wind around him to suddenly increase.

In the past two days, Long Su was almost inseparable from him, and the only time when he seized the Buddha certificate and killed Qixiaobadian was when that Jianzi stayed in Jiacheng late at night.

That night, the owner of Sudden Realm was not there, and the guests all dispersed after dinner, only Mu Xianfeng who was not noticed was left behind.That night, Jianzi fell asleep peacefully under the warmth of the fireplace, Long Su spread out the drawing paper and said that he wanted to draw a picture of epiphyllum, but at dawn, Long Su disappeared and returned late.

The sincere tone of persuasion, the meticulous care, and the kindness that can't bear to be rejected, are they all plots that have been arranged long ago?

——He made a deal with the devil, and he will never love anyone from now on, nor will he care about the old feelings of relatives and friends. He is insidious and cunning, and he is the most harmful.

"It's my fault. It's because I still have a tolerant attitude towards Long Su. I wasn't vigilant enough, and I killed innocent people for me." Jianzi lowered his head, closed his eyes, and murmured, with endless sadness between his brows.

He stood in front of the newly built tomb for Badian in the back mountain for a long time, standing motionless from the early morning light to the scorching sun, like a clay sculpture.

Until the Buddha Sword who came back from the West Buddha Kingdom came to him in Sudden Realm, and said straightforwardly, "The seal of the Buddha's certificate has been broken, and I can sense its aura."

Jianzi looked at the new cinnabar handwriting on the tombstone, which was as bright as blood, and said slowly: "I will help you recover your revenge."

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The translation of the content of Longjian's conversation on the cloud is as follows:

Jian: Can you be a quiet and handsome man.

Long: You told me to be quiet, and you yourself are running around all day, hum, double standard.

Jian: The purpose of my cultivation is to help everyone.

Long: If the earth is gone, everyone will continue to rotate.

Sword: No matter how small the strength is, it is also a kind of support.

Long: You have the ability to be nosy, you have the ability to let yourself go and be with me.

Jian: I can't let go of the plight, I want to be a good Taoist priest.

Dragon: Hehe.

In order to avoid trouble, the following is the source of Long Jian's talk, and the main points are ancient words.

The "listen" in "listening and laughing" is an ancient Chinese character with the same pronunciation, and has nothing to do with the obedient listener except that they look the same.

"The way of heaven and earth, the discipline of all things, the origin of life and death" comes from "Su Wen·Yin and Yang Yingxiang Dalun", which says: "Yin and Yang, the Tao of heaven and earth, the discipline of all things, the parent of change, the origin of life and death , the light of the divine palace."

"Fateful heroes come out from time to time, like flowers and leaves blooming" comes from Wang Bing's "The Preface to the Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon."

"Release the bondage and get rid of the difficulties, and then save Li Yuan and Ji Yingyou" is the same as above, and it is adapted from "the husband releases the bondage and escapes the difficulties, guides the qi all the way, saves Li Yuan from Renshou, and helps the winners to find peace"

"Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie." From "Xunzi"

"Although it will end up in rotten burnt, those who have to irrigate will wither later, and the merits of one irrigate should not be underestimated." From Ji Kang's "Health Preservation Theory": Husbands are crops in the world of soup, but those who have done one irrigate will eventually rot. , Those who irrigate must dry up.However, the benefits of one irrigation cannot be falsely accused.

"Pure emptiness and tranquility, less selfish desires, similar to Dashun" comes from the same as above, and the original sentence "those who are good at keeping in good health are not the same. Pure emptiness and tranquility, less selfish desires... and keep them as one, and nourish them as harmony , Heli Riji, similar to Dashun"