sinovels Chapter 7 Yunsong Order 3
Chapter 7 Yunsong Order 3
"I knew it a long time ago?" Xie Yunliu's expression froze, his suspicion grew, and he asked anxiously, "You...?"
Li Wangsheng said: "The morning bacteria are dark, and the toon trees are thousands of years old. Brother, do you think it's too early?"
Gently exposing the inadvertent gaffe, he was half relieved.
Xie Yunliu looked at Li Wangsheng dubiously, and the other party explained his early words by saying that the fungus in Xiaoyaoyou lived and died in the morning, and the big tree grew for a thousand years, which in the eyes of the sages was just a moment.It only refers to that time in the snow shelter more than a month ago.Although it makes sense, there is always a deliberate cover-up inside.Just now, Li Wangsheng's eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if he had slipped his words, so he made a sharp move to make up for it.
At first, I thought this junior was honest and dull, and discussed everything with him.Later I found out that he was a seemingly honest and treacherous villain.Xie Yunliu thought unconsciously, but his gaffe...
Since Xie Yunliu became suspicious, according to his personality, he was not someone who would hold his breath and endure.While observing Li Wangsheng's still calm expression, he said, "Then—why are you willing to help me?"
Li Wangsheng said indifferently: "Help brother, there is no reason."
Xie Yunliu's heart was raised at that moment, and he blurted out, "What if other people need your help?"
Li Wangsheng glanced at Xie Yunliu, his eyes flickered——
"Things that didn't happen, there's nothing to worry about. Eldest brother, come with me."
As soon as Li Wangsheng turned around and took a step, he heard Xie Yunliu lightly coughing, and hesitated: "...Thank you."
Li Wangsheng also restrained his steps and held his handle, and replied without losing his grace: "I don't need to be a guest."
Respectful and respectful, never underestimated etiquette.It has been like this since childhood.But now, it adds a bit of the aura of the head of Chunyang.
Looking at Li Wangsheng's back as he walked up the stairs, with clouds and snow on his sleeves.If he really flies away to seek immortality... Xie Yunliu was at a loss for no reason, and he didn't have time to think carefully, so he caught up with Li Wangsheng in three steps and two steps in parallel.Looking at Li Wangsheng's expression again, there is no clue.
Xie Yunliu had no choice but to hold back his doubts temporarily.
Along the way, there were disciples sweeping the snow with brooms, and the further they went into the depths of Mount Hua, the more secluded it became.Finally, even the sika and cranes gradually disappeared.
The cold sky condenses Dai, and the ice spring swallows coldly.
Li Wangsheng took Xie Yunliu to a hinterland at the depression of Lunjian Peak.A wooden house is located on the stone in the center of the pool.Surrounded by clear waves, broken ice floats and sinks.There is a slender ice bridge on the bank, only a foot wide, leading to the pool.
Xie Yunliu remembered this place.At such a young and naughty age, he still wanted to scare Li Wangsheng: Look, junior brother, there are no animals here, and it is impossible for hunters to come to such a high place.But there is an old house.Maybe it was built by some mountain spirit and ghost.
At that time, Li Wangsheng had a little cinnabar on his forehead, and his round face was like a steamed bun dipped in a little red fat.But he has already said unhurriedly: Eldest brother, Huashan Zhongling is beautiful, or there may be a hermit who has attained the Tao and passed the fate of immortals here.
Xie Yunliu's words didn't scare Li Wangsheng who was soft-spoken, but Li Chongmao who came to play with Xie Yunliu.
Li Chongmao turned pale, tugged at Xie Yunliu's sleeve, and said cautiously: Brother, let's go back.
Xie Yunliu was not reconciled, and said: "With me covering you, what are you afraid of?"
Another easy stretch, pointing the toes, and standing firmly on the tiptoes in the middle of the slender ice pontoon bridge.The ice bridge, which would fluctuate with the ripples of the pond water, didn't shake a bit when he stepped on it.
The pool was more than ten feet wide, and Xie Yunliu's leap just now could not reach the stone in the center of the lake with Ti Yunzong's light work.
However, he was able to borrow strength on the fragile ice bridge and jump over it with a few ups and downs, but it was very easy.
After Xie Yunliu landed, he looked back at the shore, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, Chong Mao, do you dare to come with me to this house to have a look, maybe there is a sense of immortality."
Li Chongmao has always followed Xie Yunliu's lead, and he will do whatever Xie Yunliu asks him to do. At this time, he is carefully moving one foot onto the broken ice.
Although Li Chongmao had practiced superficial kung fu, he did not learn it deeply.As soon as his center of gravity shifted to the crushed ice, the ice layer made a crackling sound.
Li Chongmao showed panic, and quickly retracted his legs.Standing on the shore, staring at Xie Yunliu eagerly, blushing, said: "Brother, I can't do it. I'll just wait for you here."
Xie Yunliu stepped on the ice again and returned to the shore, saying: "If you want to go there, I will take you there." After speaking, he grabbed Li Chongmao's shoulders and led him to the center of the lake. , I just stepped on the ice floes a few more times, and it was very stable.After landing, Li Chongmao finally recovered, and looked at Xie Yunliu with excitement and admiration.Xie Yunliu still had that casual look of not paying attention to anything, but he kept looking at Li Wangsheng with folded arms.
Li Wangsheng's lightness kung fu was not as good as Xie Yunliu's, but the normal vertical leap to raise Qi was no problem.Although he was more than ten feet away from the edge of the pool, he fell into the ice floating bridge according to law.
It's just that when he fell, he was not as light as Xie Yunliu, and the ice under his feet swayed slightly, almost slipping away.Li Wangsheng breathed out again to raise his breath, and a bead of sweat condensed out quite dangerously.
Li Wangsheng stood still on the ice floating bridge, quietly gathering energy without saying a word.
Xie Yunliu also looked back at the junior brother, seeing that he was still so silent, he did not show weakness, nor asked himself for help, but insisted on crossing the ice pontoon bridge with his own ability.
Xie Yunliu suddenly felt his heart tugging.
He wanted to tell Li Wangsheng, even if you don't speak, just take a look at me.I will know.
I am your senior brother, and I will help you with anything.
Just like Shigemo, I knew he wanted to come, so I brought him here.
But I can't understand you, I don't know if you want to, Gao is happy, or not.
In Xie Yunliu's memory, Li Wangsheng was always so far away.
The source of everything about the junior is a quiet little Taoist boy with red lips, white teeth, and a fair face.Taoists are forbidden to eat five dishes and four ingredients. The meal for respecting the teacher is the rare goji berry honey porridge. Serve it in a bowl with a small hand, bow down, bow down again, with a little shy boy's voice, called: big brother.
White teeth and bright eyes, always with you all year round.
I am used to it, but it is difficult to understand.
Either Li Wangsheng meditated, copied scriptures, and silent books in Zhenyue Palace; or practiced swords on Lunjian Peak and Taiji Square.The candy toys that children like, laugh loudly, and seem to have nothing to do with him.
Even for Taoist disciples, this tranquility of mind is far beyond their age.Sometimes Xie Yunliu felt that he was like an old man who was working hard all day long.
Perhaps, there was also an occasional glimpse, the cool and peaceful eyes, like a piece of auspicious light, falling on Xie Yunliu's body.
But even looking at this senior brother, Li Wangsheng's eyes are very different from Li Chongmao's.As he grows older, apart from respecting etiquette more and more, emotionally, not only does he not rely on Xie Yunliu, who is clinging to him, but he is also regarded as a person who needs to be worried about.
Senior brother, are you going down the mountain again?
Eldest senior brother, it is better not to meddle in court affairs.
Eldest brother, you should have read all these general affairs documents.
Brother, be more careful......
Thinking of this, Xie Yunliu would feel depressed.
Only when he was discussing Dao and practicing swords with Li Wangsheng, would the other party's eyes show the longing light that a junior should have, so young and full.Fresh sprouts are generally still growing.
Xie Yunliu suddenly jumped onto the ice surface in the middle of the lake, landed in front of Li Wangsheng, held his hand, and lifted him up.
I don't know how many times easier than mentioning Li Chongmao.Li Wangsheng's skills are not bad at all, just now he has accumulated his strength and got the power of Xie Yunliu's mention.The force of the leap of the Qingling Ladder brought the two brothers up into the air, like two flying white cranes.
Xie Yunliu caught the astonishment flashing in Li Wangsheng's eyes - he had never jumped so high before.I didn't miss the surprise at that moment.
So young, handsome and moving.
Xie Yunliu held Li Wangsheng's hand tightly.
Gao Tian returns to the wind and snow, and the white clouds outside the sleeves.
Probably there really are immortals ascending here.
Later, Li Wangsheng suggested that this place should be called Xiankeju?
Xie Yunliu seemed to find an excuse to quarrel with him, and said: There are no celestial beings, and there is only a stone bed inside, like a wild cottage.
Li Wangsheng also said without temper: Brother, let's decide.
Li Chongmao smiled exaggeratedly, saying that senior brother, your name is so naughty.
Li Wangsheng nodded: Brother, it's time for me to go back to practice.Take good care of Your Highness.
Xie Yunliu suddenly lost interest.He found an excuse to send Li Chongmao back to the outer courtyard, but he didn't continue to stay and play around.
He danced the sword at the gate of Zhenyue Palace all afternoon, but no matter how sharp and sharp his sword style was, Li Wangsheng didn't come out of it.
Xie Yunliu is easily immersed in the subtlety of swordsmanship, but after dancing, he has actually recovered his emotions, and his state of mind is easy to forget.
There is a saying in the Tao Te Ching: A sage does not do anything, he is born but does not exist, and does not rely on it.
Xie Yunliu knew that Li Wangsheng's path couldn't be more orthodox - as Lu Yan said, it's called 'keep the soft and make the strong'.But he still looked at Luoxue blankly after accepting the move, thinking: Wangsheng... Junior brother really has an appropriate name.
Fate is forgotten, and there is no limit.
Xie Yunliu stood still in the wind and snow with his club and sword. The 15-year-old boy felt that the world was lonely.
Now that they have achieved great skill, they no longer need to step across the snow pontoon bridge.Both of them withdrew and jumped, and landed on the stone in the center of the lake. The fairy house among the clouds and springs was still surrounded by the wind from the sky.Under the floating clouds and snow, the majestic springs and waterfalls.
Li Wangsheng pushed away the house, but the quiet residence was still empty.As soon as he turned around, he saw Xie Yunliu looking at him with deep confusion and a hint of bewilderment.
Li Wangsheng said: "I read from the Wufuqiao Kongjing that it is better to adjust the breathing for a stick of incense first, and it is more suitable for the storage of Qi and blood."
Xie Yunliu thought to himself, who will adjust the breath with you for a stick of incense first.Then take a step forward.
Li Wangsheng took a step back subconsciously.
Xie Yunliu said: "Why, are you afraid of me?"
Li Wangsheng stopped, shook his head, supported the lotus crown with one hand, and slowly pulled out the thin hairpin from the bun with the other.
A waterfall of white hair poured down without warning.
Xie Yunliu seemed to see the snow falling that he didn't understand back then.His hands trembled slightly as he stroked Li Wangsheng's hanging strands of hair.
The ice is slippery to the touch, and the fine snow is soft and sandy.
When Xie Yunliu was in Dongpu, he reminded himself over and over again what a despicable villain Li Wangsheng was and how he had fallen into despair.Those thoughts, fermented into real anger and hatred, are not easy to publicize, and will never be easily let go.
But there are always nights when the moon is in the sky, and in the dead of night, a soft gap is cracked in the heart, stirring up three parts of the blood.
The attic of Dongying Dojo is used to being built on a high platform. Standing on the top of the pavilion, Xie Yunliu has a panoramic view of the dojo. He still feels that the size is narrow and short, and it is far less than the appearance of Zhenzong on the top of Huashan Mountain in Chunyang.
Xie Yunliu's drinking capacity was surprisingly light.So at those times, he often just poured a glass of sake and drank it to Yueyao.Once when Li Chongmao came to see him, he couldn't help but drank a few more glasses.Xie Yunliu's head felt a little heavy.The scenes of reunion and end in Chunyang came back to my eyes like a shadow.Some mysteries that didn't need to be talked about originally emerged indistinctly.
Xie Yunliu suddenly wanted to talk, an emotion that had been held back in his heart for a long time, which made him gasp in pain, spreading out through alcohol.
Xie Yunliu said: I want to talk about Li Wangsheng.
The corners of his eyes seemed to be ruthlessly drawn a little red, and it seemed that his eyes were red helplessly.
Li Chongmao poured another glass of wine obediently: Brother, just say it.
Xie Yunliu propped his forehead and began to recall.
Li Wangsheng's humility, Li Wangsheng's tranquility, Li Wangsheng's calmness, Li Wangsheng's gentleness.
Finally, Xie Yunliu sighed and summed up this memory: I really hate Li Wangsheng.
Li Chongmao was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, kicked the wine glass off the attic, and said: Brother, you are really drunk.
Xie Yunliu was still able to walk on his own, without Li Chongmao helping him. He returned to the couch by himself, put on his clothes and fell asleep.
In the dream, the past was complicated, and a long time ago, he had no scruples.I am not afraid of getting drunk during the holidays.That feeling is gone.Li Chongmao was always weak and weak, so it was impossible for him to transport the drunk Xie Yunliu back to his room.Should have been drunk but dare not get drunk again.Didn't sleep well.
Remember a long time ago, the buildings in Chunyang were sparse and spacious, and he was greedy to lie on the high ground, sleep drunk on the remote eaves, or find a sheltered pine and cold stone to lie down and have a good dream.But every dawn, I found myself back in the room, covered with a warm quilt.
Who is it, step by step behind his back, and print two lines of footprints on the white snow.The clear light of the bright moon in the middle of the night gently shone on them, casting slender black shadows.
It can only be his junior brother, Li Wangsheng.
The more you think about it, the more twisted your heart will be.It hurts so much.
Painful and painful, the tongue coating also has the taste of snow.
With clouds and snow, they fell underground one after another.
The deep-seated confusion emerges with claws and claws.
Have you ever wanted to live on this snow pontoon?
Do you want me to help you?
Are you going to hang out with me?
In your heart...how do you think of me as a senior brother?
Have you ever betrayed me...
...30 years ago, was...was that you?
Maybe it's just hidden in my heart, or maybe I asked it out.
But letting the torture be long and tormented, it was of no avail.
Thanks to him, Li Wangsheng was unable to say a complete sentence that night.
Then Xie Yunliu had a dream.
When the dream started, Xie Yunliu fell into a cave.
There is a huge stone in the cave, with peach-shaped fruit on the stone. On the top of the peach stone sits a Taoist man in black clothes, sitting in a crane with a crane hair, with a peaceful expression.
But Xie Yunliu fell to his knees as soon as he saw it, and buried his head on the cold bluestone, worshiping him in a trembling voice, saying: Master.
Probably because it was a dream, he was able to put aside his guilt and sadness, and still just wanted to see the master just like the young man who admired him in the past.
After Kowtowing three times, Lu Zu said, "Yunliu, as a teacher, I always wanted to see you again, but now it's over."
Xie Yunliu said sadly: "The apprentice also often misses Master, the past is like smoke, and there is no trace to be found."
Lu Zu said leisurely: "As a teacher, I have never blamed you. The same is true of forgetting life."
Xie Yunliu said in a daze: "But this disciple can't go back to Chunyang... time passes like water, and I can't go back."
He was talking to Lu Zu in his dream, and he was also talking to himself.
The young man is in a brigade, and the wind and lanterns are in disorder.The temples have become frosty, and the warmth of the world has long been unable to continue.
He kowtowed three times again, as if to say something.Even if it is the original wish, it will not be the same way in the end.
Lu Zu replied suddenly: "Yunliu, Peng Zu's [-]-year-old life is not too late. It's not too late for mere decades of training."You are in harmony with Wangsheng's enlightenment, the opportunity is buried early, and it is far from over.
Xie Yunliu, as if struck by lightning, murmured: "Fate... for decades... buried? Junior brother, he..."
Lu Zu sighed:
"Forgetting life has three treasures: the first is kindness, the second is frugality, and the third is empathy. As for Yunliu you, give up compassion and be brave, give up frugality and be generous, give up the back and be first, it is inevitable that the world will be shaken, and there will be this calamity in your fate. "
Xie Yunliu smiled wryly: "I knew a long time ago... In terms of the ability to cultivate the Tao, my junior brother may be superior to me. I am irritable and easily lost, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to match Chunyang's quiet and inaction."
Lu Zu shook his head: "You and Wang Sheng are both the original appearance of the Tao of Chunyang. Only when there is agitation can there be prosperity, and there can be tranquility when there is movement. If there is no stubbornness and contempt, how can you be polite. If you have to fight, you will have peace." Indisputable; emphasizing the light roots, quietness is the king of impetuosity. There is no distinction between your abilities, but they complement each other. Now you are lost, it is a fault of many battles, it is a fault of being eager to win, and kindness is the fault of war. Then you will win, and you will be firm by observing. Heaven will save you and protect you with kindness. Who will give birth to forgetting?"
Lu Zu looked at Xie Yunliu, who was so enlightened, and nodded kindly. His disciple has always been ice-snow and smart. After this enlightenment, he is one step closer to the time of real understanding.
As Lu Zu slowly disappeared, his indistinct speech echoed in the depths of the cave——
"Everyone in the world says that you seem to be unworthy because of your great way, and you seem unworthy because of your greatness. Don't be afraid of the troubles. Wangsheng and I will wait for your return in Chunyang."
After speaking, the voice faded away, and the figure disappeared.
Xie Yunliu stood in a daze for a moment, facing Lu Zu's fading direction, his eyes gradually cleared up, as if ice had thawed in his heart, and his heart was suddenly empty and overflowing.
The mountains are high and the moon is small, the rocks are dry and the cliffs are thin, and the water and trees are gone——I will finally see the true self of heaven and earth.
A book was left under the stone, with a few pages half-opened and yellowed, it was the all-too-familiar Chunyang's sword move.
The mountains and rivers outside the fog, the sword in the heart... Chunyang's sword moves were created by Lu Zu and Zhong Liquan, and they are profound and far-reaching.
No one understands the deep meaning of moves, the loneliness of youth, the pain of youth, and the vicissitudes of middle age better than Xie Yunliu.The mountains and rivers in the fog, the storm in the clouds, the snowstorm in the sword, the spring and autumn on the paper... turn into ink marks and wind down.
The scroll opened and closed to form a different kind of cave, causing Xie Yunliu to fall into the next colorful dream.
Xie Yunliu returned to the Sword Qi Hall where he used to live, sweating profusely, with his heart beating wildly, leaning against the screen and constantly adjusting his breath with the inner scene.
He looked at his hands, still young and fair, holding an ink-dropping pen in his hand.
There was a knock on the door, and Li Wangsheng's clear voice sounded at the door: Brother, the royal family has sent you an iron sword as a reward, and Master ordered me to bring it for you to have a look at.
Xie Yunliu instinctively felt something was wrong, and wanted to open his mouth to yell not to come in, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
The young Li Wangsheng held the incense burner and iron sword made by the royal imperial order, and gently pushed the door and entered.The slender figure standing in front of the table was cast on the screen.
Xie Yunliu's heart was bright and clear, as if a bronze mirror had shone into his heart, showing every detail of the scene he had appeared at this time.
An old event that should have appeared at this moment, but no one else.
is himself.
Sweeping the scrolls of the tome.Folding crowns and bestowing clothes that appeared in countless dreams.Finally saw the truth of everything.
30 years later, back to the starting point.
The young man in white clothes is full of pearls and broken jade.
It was you, always you.
The willingness to paint the ground as a prison is only you.
All the past events that you ponder and ask secretly are all about you.
He flashed out from behind the screen and approached Li Wangsheng. Li Wangsheng thought he was going to undo a move, but when he saw that he had no move, he took it back abruptly.
So Xie Yunliu hugged Li Wangsheng, no matter how he struggled, he dismantled him and bound him in his arms, unable to move.
Like a reunion after a long absence.
Whether it is a dream or a reality, there is no difference.
When Li Wangsheng woke up, he was at a loss.Looking around at the familiar and unfamiliar furnishings, I haven't seen them for many years.
He clearly took Xie Yunliu to the abandoned Xianke residence at the top of Lunjian Peak.Then he helped Xie Yunliu to detoxify, but he didn't know when he lost consciousness.
Xie Yunliu asked him a lot of questions, but they leaked out of his mind like sand on his fingertips.Besides, in that case, I can't answer well.
The layout here is simple, but the furnishings on the bookshelves, the Bowang stove on the shelf, and the sword stickers on the wall are all very similar to the interior furnishings of Xie Yunliu's Sword Qi Hall decades ago without exception.
The ground is as clear as water has been splashed on it, and the blue bricks and square stones are washed in water, exuding a chilly air.
And he was dressed neatly, except that the crown was not tied up, and his hair - Li Wangsheng took a look, he hadn't been so moved in many years.
With black hair and blue silk, holding it in white hands without a trace of wrinkle, it seems to tell him sincerely: This scene is no different from 30 years ago.
Li Wangsheng held back 30 years in a daze.Many years ago, he also woke up in a daze like this, but his body and mind were full of pain. At that time, Xie Yunliu, who was unconscious beside him, didn't know anything.
Speaking of Xie Yunliu——
Li Wangsheng didn't see his senior brother, he stood up and looked around, he was also neatly dressed, and his iron ring was put on his hand.
No need to hide.As long as it is my dream, you will always be there, brother.
While thinking, Li Wangsheng began to look around.He thought, about turning around, Xie Yunliu appeared.
The door opened with a creak, and the back that entered against the light gradually saw the face clearly. The 19-year-old Xie Yunliu's eyebrows were no longer so arrogant, and he quietly stood with his eyebrows folded, looking straight at Li Wangsheng.
Li Wangsheng walked in front of him without any surprise, reached out and touched Xie Yunliu's face.
It really is a dream, and it can only be touched.
Xie Yunliu's expression was a little stiff.
Brother, your expression today is really a bit strange.
It was only in a dream that he could say it so unscrupulously.Sometimes I can even shake his hand.
Li Wangsheng thought for a while and then said: Usually you are smiling happily in your dreams.
Because I like to see my seniors smiling happily.
Brother, I miss you very much.I miss you every day.
Li Wangsheng confessed unreservedly to Xie Yunliu in his dream.
Brother, it doesn't matter if you don't return to Chunyang.It's enough for me to think about it every day.
Brother, Chunyang has many disciples, some of them remember you, some don't.In any case, decades or hundreds of years later, no one will remember you in the end.I wasn't around then, and it didn't matter.You don't remember, I don't remember.It doesn't matter whether you are reborn or attain the Tao, whether you have a next life or not.Eternal Sumeru, annihilated like this, we will meet again.Chunyang has always been its original appearance.
Brother, the fallen leaves gather and scatter, and the jackdaws roost in fright.When lovesickness meets each other, we will know when...know when...
Xie Yunliu's face turned greener and greener. When he reached the last sentence "When we will meet each other, we will know when we will meet each other". .
Acacia sees each other and knows when, this time and this night are embarrassed.
Listening to Li Wangsheng talking to himself, thinking it was a dream, expressing his heart, patience and tenderness, half of Xie Yunliu's heart was filled with deep pain, and half was filled with unexpected joy and shame.
He is not a lone guest in the ice and snow, someone wholeheartedly guards the original appearance of the house.
The moon is cloudy and sunny.
This was the spring of Jinglong's third year. He put aside the entanglement of being responsible for his teachers and classmates, and he was not pursued and killed. The person hugged him in his arms and told him softly that this was no longer a dream.Who in this world is good to him, half a lifetime is not too late to learn to know.
The wind and smoke are clean, and the sky is not old.
——When we met, we were still so young, and everything was still quietly conceived.Even from now on, if everything starts over again, you will know.I put on that iron ring for you, and the inside is full of slight nicks from my practice of sword moves.The sea rises and the moon rises, and the end of the world shares this moment.If there is anything you don't understand, the way of heaven is to damage more than make up for what is not enough.Xiudu backtracking wheel is beneficial but not harmful.It is in line with the way of a saint that you have cultivated for half your life without fighting.
— So don't be afraid, and don't be in a dream.Not to mention staring at me blankly like now, as if she was so sad that she wanted to shed tears, but desperately held back.It seemed that I was afraid that in the blink of an eye, I would disappear.I'm really not used to seeing you showing so many expressions at once.Where did the younger brother who used to be serious like a little old man go...
——In that case, you have to say something.Forget life, if you don't say it, then I will.Just be quiet and listen like you used to.
You might as well guess, what will I say to you?
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