Ze Tian Ji: Foreword down the mountain

The world is relative.

Middle-Earth Continent is far away from Great Western Continent across the ocean. The east is relatively high, and the sky there also seems to be rising. Clouds and fog rise from the sea and land, floating towards that place, and finally converging together, all year round.

Here is Tomb of Clouds-the grave of all clouds in the world.

There is a lone peak in the deepest part of Tomb of Clouds. The peak goes straight into the void, I don't know where it leads.

In legend, the world is made up of five Continents, and each Continent has a different scenery. Only those who have entered the powerful life of Saint Domain can see all the scenery. For ordinary people, the legend is just a legend. They do n’t know where the rest of the Continent is, how to get there, and they do n’t know that the lone peak in Tomb of Clouds is the channel to other Continents.

Naturally, no one has seen the scenery above the clouds. Here, the calm clouds spread like white silk, and there seemed to be no end. There was an endless black abyss behind the void mirror above, with countless stars inside.

Suddenly, two stars light up and become brighter. It turned out to be approaching the mirror at high speed. The two stars came to the front of the mirror to see clearly. It turned out to be two white flames of Saint.

Isolate the cobweb-like cracks on the mirror surface between the real world and the night sky, and repair them instantly.

The two flames of Saint, already, appear in the real world of the mirror in a magical way. The thin air is constantly deformed by the burning waves—that is not Divine Fire, but its eyes .

The whole world is disturbed by the huge advent, the light is constantly refracted, a mountain-like shadow appears on the cloud surface, and the space begins to deform. It seems that it may be squeezed.

A Great Golden Dragon appears between the void and the clouds.

The round of red in the distance said that it was completely obscured by its huge body. The world tens of thousands of kilometers above the clouds was dimmed. The temperature around it dropped sharply. Frost crystals began to appear in the clouds, reflecting numerous rays of light. It turns into a weird glittering crystal mirror. Because of the discoloration of heaven and earth, this is the majesty of top life.

Great Golden Dragon looks down at the world with indifferent eyes.

Landscape on the cloud, it has been seen many times.

Great Golden Dragon flew towards the lone peak in the sky. When it was approaching, terrifying's huge Dragon's Body sinked into the depths of the clouds, and it disappeared. An endless amount of mist was broken by the huge body of terrifying. lone peak The rocky cliffs between the cliffs are extremely steep, there are no plants, not even moss, and there is nothing like a grave.

Flying into the depths of the fog like this, after a long day and night, I do n’t know how far the flight was, but I ’m still in the fog. It is also much thicker than the top. Perhaps it is a self-squeezing relationship. A lot of crystals begin to form in the clouds, which are water droplets, so the air is humid.

Great Golden Dragon has no interest in these changes and continues to fly downward.

The plants in lone peak are getting more and more, the clouds and mist are getting wet, the water drops fall on the cliff, and gradually become countless water flows with the thickness of Green Leaf. Thousands of thin water streams are flowing between the cliffs and fall into the mist.

The trickle between Great Golden Dragon looks at lone peak, the expression in the eyes and pupils has also become a lot of Grim, and the two groups Divine Fire become more faint-here is the grave of all clouds and the source of all water.

Countless water flows, falling from lone peak, it only looks at one of them.

Great Golden Dragon was flying in the mist with the silence of that stream, going through countless nights, and it seemed to be repeated endlessly, but at some point ... the fog in front of it was dispersed.

Before the clouds, it was the ground.

The lower edge of the cloud is very smooth, and it completely depends on the undulations of the ground. It perfectly guarantees that there is a distance of five feet between the cloud and the ground, which is exactly the height of a human, and it seems to come from the creator's design. The five-foot space between the ground and clouds leads to distant places. There is faint light in the distance, but the sun cannot be seen. There are countless streams on the ground.

The mist dissipated before the huge dragon head, exposing the ground and the Small Stream.

The stream is from the wet dew in lone peak, clear and calm. There is a tub floating in the stream, there are several layers of sackcloth, and there is a baby on the sackcloth-the baby is pale blue, eyes closed, obviously born Not too long.

The mist on the stream blooms like a flower, opening tens of thousands of petals, crowded, surging, breaking, snoring, a yellow Golden Dragon head larger than the palace, slowly probing into the clouds, Came to the stream.

The five-foot distance between the stream surface and the fog is very narrow for it-Great Golden Dragon's body is hidden in the fog, and dragon head is also partially hidden in the fog, looking more majestic, mysterious, terrifying.

Great Golden Dragon Quietly looks at stream.

The tub was still undulating in the stream.

In the small tub, there are abandoned, closed-eyed, blue-faced Freshman babies.

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The mist is drifting away, and everything is quiet.

However, tranquility is only temporary ... Deep in the mist, even up to lone peak, almost all at the same time, there are countless screams and howls!

In the quiet and lifeless world, there were so many birds and beasts hidden, the sound of flapping wings was everywhere in the fog, the sound of unicorns panicking and breaking the giant tree of thousands of years, even a very clear Phoenix's Cry!

An invisible line of fire formed by Divine Sense spreads from the bank of the river to the sky. The wet grass suddenly becomes extremely dry, and even the water plants in the river are curled up!

Great Golden Dragon There is still no emotion in the pupils of the eyes, noble, indifferent, and dominate the world.

All the beasts in the world ran under the cloud and mist, it didn't care, even the young phoenix, it didn't care, it just stared at the Small Stream in front of it, and stared at the tub on the stream. lone peak dropped hundreds of thousands of streams, it only stared at this stream; after 30,000 years, it came to this world again, just for the baby in the basin, how can he look away?

A very thin filament falls slowly, that filament is golden in appearance, and Saint is white inside, as if it can emit light by itself, the front end of the filament is very thin, and the rear part is gradually thickened until it is like an arm Generally, the surface is extremely smooth and perfect, especially the luster exuding from the depths, which adds beauty.

The material of this ray of light silk is like golden jade, it should feel heavy, but it is actually very light. With the breeze on the stream, it keeps swaying, as if dancing, trying to touch the tub. But it was retracted instantly.

That's Dragon Whisker of Great Golden Dragon.

At this time, the Divine Fire and already in Great Golden Dragon's eye pupils are no longer so eternal and stable. Indifferently, already has been replaced by thinking, and it seems hesitant. The front ends of the two Dragon Whiskers, like soft fingers, lightly touch the edge of the tub on the stream, as if touching, but they are not actually touching.

This Great Golden Dragon already has spent a very long time and has unimaginable wisdom, but at this time the tub seems to be a difficult problem that it can't solve-the emotion in its eyes and pupils is getting more and more Complicated, eager, vigilant, hesitant, and finally turned into a struggle. Maybe it was unintentional, maybe it was intentional. The wind above Small Stream changed slightly, and the Dragon Whisker that was supposed to wipe the edge of the tub trembled slightly. Finally, for the first time, I really touched the tub, and even rubbed it under the baby's ears!

It was such a slight contact that produced extremely drastic changes-the two Divine Fires in the depth of the pupils of Great Golden Dragon were scattered and turned into thousands of stars, and the sea of ​​stars was exposed naked. Cold and greedy desire!

That desire is praise and movement.

Praise for life, move because of life.

It is the most primitive desire of life.

Great Golden Dragon looks at The tub on the stream opened his mouth, and Dragon's Breath emerged like broken jade.

The baby in the basin still has her eyes closed and doesn't know what will happen to The next moment.

The stream is shrouded in shadow.

Dragon's Breath falls around the tub.

The next moment, babies in tubs and basins will become food for Great Golden Dragon.

Just now.

With one hand on the edge of the tub, pull the tub towards the stream!

That's a scarred hand, a little thin and small.

In the sound of the rushing water, the stream is breaking, and the hand is holding the tub, and desperately runs towards the stream.

The owner of that hand is a three or four year old boy.

The little boy pulled the tub to the bank of the stream, hid it between the bank stone and his body, then turned around, took out the sword at the waist, and looked at the terrifying huge yellow Golden Dragon head on the stream.

This is a weird little boy.

He was blind with one eye and missing one ear. When he was desperately running in the creek, he could see that his legs were a little stingy, and he looked at the empty sleeves, even with only one hand.

No wonder he can only pull (to) unsheathe the sword by hiding the tub behind him.

looks at The huge dragon head on the stream, the young boy's face was pale, his teeth were rattling, not because of the freezing cold water, but because of the fear in his heart.

This is the first time he has seen a real dragon. He didn't even know what the dragon was, he only knew fear, but instead of running away, he took the thin wooden sword and blocked the basin tightly behind him.

Great Golden Dragon with an indifferent expression, the looks at boy, only the super strong who has also entered the Saint Domain can see the anger and coldness in the deepest part of his eyes.

The little boy shouted something, pale, terrified, but didn't let go of the basin in his hand.

Great Golden Dragon is angry, Dragon's Breath envelopes both sides of Small Stream, and death is imminent.

The wooden sword in Xiaodaotong's hand fell into the water, and he turned and took the tub into his arms.

The scales and mist of Great Golden Dragon rubbed and splashed countless Heavenly Fire. The stream began to burn.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist appeared on the bank of the stream.

Great Golden Dragon on the middle-aged Taoist looks at creek, with a quiet expression.

Heavenly Fire on the creek suddenly went out.

The middle-aged Taoist of Great Golden Dragon looks at issued a Dragon Cry!

Dragon Cry is extremely long, as if it will never stop. It is a very complex syllable. Listening to it is like the most complicated music, and it is like the sound of the terrifying hurricane in nature, mixed with unimaginable power!

Middle-aged Taoist looks at Great Golden Dragon, said a word.

That's a single syllable. The pronunciation is extremely weird and incomprehensible. It doesn't seem to be human language at all. The fragments seem to contain endless information.

Great Golden Dragon understands, but it disagrees.

So the fog surged on the stream.

Dragon's Breath spits everywhere, and the wet grass and woods beside the stream instantly become the fire field of terrifying.

The little boy with his back to Small Stream didn't know what was going on. He lowered his head in fear and closed his eyes, just holding the tub in his arms tightly.

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I don't know how long it took before the stream finally quieted down.

The little boy gathered his courage, looked back, and saw that the stream was clear, and the fire on both sides of the stream was also clear. already It's off. Only the charred trees and the cracked stones are talking about the previous battle. terrifying .

A deep dragon roar came from the clouds. The scream was full of pain, unwillingness, and remorse. It was telling the world the five pieces of Continent. His previous hesitation had brought him how much regret.

The little boy was startled, holding the tub with one hand, limping ashore from the creek, and came to the side of the middle-aged Taoist, looking timidly into the clouds.

Middle-aged Taoist reaches out to extinguish the flames of his shoulders.

The little boy remembered something, and raised the tub with some difficulty.

The middle-aged Taoist took the tub and gently lifted the baby in the tub. The right fingertip fell on the baby's body across sackcloth, The next moment, and his brows frowned.

"Your life ... is really bad." He said babies wrapped in sackcloth at looks at, mercy.

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In the east of East Continent, there is a small town called Xi Ning. There is a Small Stream outside the town. There is a mountain near the stream. There is a temple in the mountain. There is no monk in the temple. There is only one middle-aged Taoist with two apprentices. Here is cultivation Enlightenment.

The mountain is nameless green mountain, the temple is an abandoned Buddhist temple, the two students are named Yu Ren, and the small one is Chen Changshen.

Xi Ning Village is in Zhou Empire. The Great Zhou dynasty has established Taoism as Orthodox 800 years ago. Until the present orthodox year, Orthodox ruled the world, and it is even more revered. According to the truth, the Master and Disciple three people should live in the robes of Jinyiyushi, but Xi Ning Village is too remote, The ruined temple is even more remote, and people in Ping Yue are rare, so they can only live a life of coarse tea and light rice.

Taoist, naturally Way of Cultivation. Today there are countless cultivation methods in the world. The Dao Law awarded by middle-aged Taoist is completely different from other sects Dao Law. It does not pay attention to cultivation understanding, ignores Fated Star Meditation, and does not care about Divine Soul training. It is just one word: back.

Yu Ren began to recite Dao School classics from an early age. Chen Changshen was forced to be dazed at those yellow books when he opened his eyes. The first thing he knew was the classic classics of the house. After speaking, he began to learn to recognize characters, and then began to recite the texts of classic books.

When you recite it, you can learn it well, which is the life of two young boys in the ruined temple.

Waking up in the morning, they are endorsing, the fire is fierce, they are endorsing, Twilight is dumb, they are endorsing. Spring is blooming, Xia Lei is trembling, autumn wind is bleak, and winter snow is chilling. They are on the ridge, on the bank of the stream, under the tree, and on the edge of the plum. Gone.

There is a whole house in the ruined temple full of Scripture scrolls. When Yu Ren was seven years old, it was boring and counted. There are 3,000 volumes, 3,000 avenues, one or hundreds of words, or more than a thousand. The shortest scripture of the gods is less than 314 characters, but the longest Longevity script is more than 20,000 characters, which is all they have to memorize.

The Senior Brother brothers kept recitation, just to remember, not to understand, they have long known, Master will never answer any questions about Scripture of The Way, they will only say, "Remember, you can understand naturally."

For those playful enlightenment children between the world, such a life is really unimaginable. Fortunately, green mountain is deserted, seldom populated, and has no foreign object concern. You can concentrate on it. The two young boys have special surnames, but they are not. Feeling dull and boring, carrying it on and on, so many years passed unconsciously.

One day, the sound of reading stopped for years. The two children sat on the rock, side by side, with a book resting on their knees, read the book, and looked at each other with a look of confusion.

At this time, they were back to the last volume of already, but could not continue, because they could n’t understand. The text in this volume was strange—too precise, those radicals and strokes. I know all of them clearly, and when combined, they become completely weird. How to read? What do you mean?

The two returned to the temple and found middle-aged Taoist.

Middle-aged Taoist said: "Three thousand avenues, you are looking at the last volume, which is one thousand six hundred and one words. According to legend, there is a hidden meaning of Heavenly Dao. No one has ever fully understood the meaning, more Not to mention you guys? "

Chen Changshen asked: "Master, you don't understand?"

Middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said, "No one dares to say that I really understand, I can't."

Senior Brother looked at each other and felt a little regretful. Although he was still a small child, he carried the 3000 Scripture of The Way back to the present day, and only one volume failed to compete for all his achievements, so he would not be happy. But after all, they are not ordinary children. They began to accompany Tao Jing from the time of ignorance.

At this moment, middle-aged Taoist continued: "... but I can read."

Since then, middle-aged Taoist began to teach the last volume of the Daodian, teaching the pronunciation word by word. Those pronunciations are particularly weird and very simple, but they need to use a muscle in the throat to speak to the vocal cords. There are also special requirements. In short, it is not like the sound that normal humans can make.

Chen Changshen did not understand at all, just like a duckling, and honestly simulated the pronunciation taught by Master. Yu Ren occasionally remembered the word spoken by the Master to the terrifying creature many years ago.

Yu Ren and Chen Changshen took a long time to finally master the pronunciation of the word 1600, but they were still puzzled. They could not answer the middle-aged Taoist. At that time, their already was here. It took a whole year for the last volume, and then they started to read as they did before, until they could memorize it.

When they thought that they finally got rid of the apostasy life, the middle-aged Taoist asked them to start reading a second time, and the helpless children were forced to start repeating again, or because Correct was repeated, this time a chant of Scripture of The Way Instead, they felt a lot of hard work, and even felt a bit miserable.

It was only at this time of Correct that they started to get confused. Why did Master read these sutras by themselves? Why not teach yourself cultivation? The Taoist scriptures clearly stated above that Taoist should be Way of Cultivation and Longevity should be pursued.

At that time, Yu Ren was ten years old, Chen Changshen was six and a half years old, and Correct. In the fall of this year, a white crane came from the clouds, bringing greetings from a distant friend and a silk book. There is a wedding book and a token—a noble officer who was rescued by middle-aged Taoist and wants to fulfill the promise of that year.

The middle-aged Taoist looks at smiles silently, then looks at the two disciples. Yu Ren waved his hand, pointing to his eyes that could not see, smiled and refused, Chen Changshen looked utterly unaware, did not understand what it meant, and took the marriage book indistinctly, since then he has a fiancee.

In the following years, every new year, the white crane will break through the clouds, bring greetings from the nobleman of Capital, and bring some interesting little gifts to Chen Changshen.

Chen Changshen is gradually clear, knowing what a marriage contract means, often at night, by the starlight looks at Quietly wedding book lying in a drawer, he feels inexplicable, thinking that the person who heard that he was about the same size as himself Fiancee, some quiet joy, some shy, more stunned.

Reading Scholar peacefully, there was an accident when Chen Changshen was ten years old. One night, after re-reciting the word 1600 of the last volume of Scripture of The Way for the 72nd time, he suddenly felt that his consciousness had drifted away from his body and began to float in the woods in green mountain. , The body began to emit a strange fragrance.

Not floral, leafy, or fat powdery. To be light, but to stay in the night wind for a long time, to say thick, floating into the nose, but it is so ethereal, unlike the fragrance that can appear on earth, unpredictable, extremely seductive.

Yu Ren was the first to discover Chen Changshen. He smelled that incense, and his expression became extremely severe.

In green mountain, which is covered by leaves, there are shouts and tigers, crane dances, and thunder frogs that should only appear on summer nights. There is no one who dares to enter in the depths of the green mountain east. There was a huge shadow, I do n’t know what the creature was. Under the greedy and awe-inspiring eyes of countless lives, Chen Changshen exuded a strange fragrance, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and wondered when he would wake up.

Yu Ren was desperately fanning the wind next to the couch, and wanted to fan away the fragrance of Chen Changshen, because that fragrance made him talk and gave him a very weird, terrifying idea, he had to fan, Fan this idea away.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't know when he came to the room. He stood on the couch, looks at closed his eyes Chen Changshen, and said something that only he could understand: "Where is the cause?"

Overnight.

The moment the morning light fell on green mountain, the scent of Chen Changshen suddenly disappeared, and he could not smell it at all. He reverted to his former appearance. Thousands of strange beast in green mountain and the figure of terrifying in Yunhou were unknown. When to leave.

Yu Ren looks at The Junior Brother in the deep sleep is finally no longer panicked, and he shouted, trying to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, only to find that his shoulder couldn't move because he was desperately shaking the fan all night.

Chen Changshen opened his eyes and woke up. Although he slept for a night, he knew what was going on, Senior Brother with looks at's painful expression, his face became a little pale, and asked: "Master, what's wrong with me?"

Middle-aged Taoist looks at, after a long silence, he said, "You are sick."

According to the middle-aged Taoist, the disease of Chen Changshen is due to congenital weakness, and the nine meridians in the body cannot be connected. Last night's fragrant fragrance, Divine Soul, was unable to repeat circulation, and was forced to discharge with sweat. Inside is the essential Divine Soul essence, which naturally carries a strange fragrance, which is a strange disease.

"Then ... can you cure it?"

"No, no one can."

"Incurable disease ... is that fate?"

"Yes, that's your life."

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Since his tenth birthday, the white crane has never been to green mountain, Capital broke the news, and the other side of the marriage book never seemed to have appeared. Chen Changshen occasionally stood on the bank of the river, looks at in the West, would remember this.

Of course, he thinks of more things, his own illness, or his life ... He has not become weak. Except for some prone to sleepiness, looks at is extremely healthy and does not look like a premature person. Even began to doubt the judgment of Master. But what if Master's judgment is correct? Chen Changshen decided to leave the ruined temple and go to the bustling world to take a look. While he can still see it, he will go to see the legendary Mausoleum of Books and return the marriage.

"Teacher, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Capital."

"Why?"

"Because I want to live."

"I said, it's not sick, it's fatal."

"I want to change my life."

"In eight hundred years, only three people changed their lives successfully."

"Is that all amazing people?"

"Yes."

"I am not, but I also want to try."

Capital, Chen Changshen are always going. Whether he can cure his illness, he always goes, not only because he wants to change his life, but also because the other side of the marriage book is on Capital.

He packed up, took the little sword Senior Brother Yu Ren handed over, and turned to leave.

A fourteen-year-old youngster Taoist, descends.