Sealing Knife

(One)

"Road to Road, very Avenue."

"... Dao, Dao Ke ... Dao, Fei, Fei ... Chang Dao."

"It's a name, a name."

"The name is ... name, very, common name."

"Therefore, often there is no desire to view its beauty; often there is a desire to view its merits."

"Therefore, there is always nothing, want to see ..."

The voice became softer and weaker, and eventually disappeared, and the stumbling class question and answer had to be suspended.

Duan Heng put down the volume of Tao Te Ching in his hand and stared at the boy behind the table with a heavy gaze. His eyebrows, which he had not loosened since he became an elder, are now twisted into chaos and can be buried alive.

One chapter of the Daode Jing, less than one hundred words back and forth, has been taught hundreds of times, but the other party ca n’t even follow along with the reading. Except for the scholars who teach the language to go home, the students themselves are also a piece of dead wood.

In the early years, the temper was not sharpened and cleaned. If I changed a disciple to be blunt, Duanheng picked up the ruler and ran it all over the mountain. He could face this "decayed wood", and he chose to fall out after he could not bear it. , Throwing the book into the arms of a person resting under the tree in the courtyard.

"Brother!" He suppressed his anger. "This kid is crazy and stupid. He can't listen to anything or learn, let alone us. Even the saint teacher in Samadhi College can't teach him!"

The person who was disturbed by the dream cleared his left ear into the right ear, Shi Shiran patted his clothes and stood up, looking through the half-open window to see that the kid in the robe was still sitting behind the table, even Reassuringly said: "Yes, I have been able to sit down for a while."

"Brother Master!" The calmness of Duan Heng's hardship was once again fed to the dog in front of Brother Brothers. "Don't forget that you are the one who promises to teach him well and let him know the truth and not hurt the innocent! This is you! If you ca n’t do it, you ’ll have to drive him out of the Forgetting Peak, is n’t it time to sweep the ground in front of the elders? ”

His brow furrowed, and a bitter-hearted woman lived, but the man wondered, "What am I going to do with this thing?"

Duan Heng was angry and fell back.

The child in the house who didn't listen to the words was brought back by his head during the tour last month. Ji Qingyan, the chief of Duan Yadao, is now at the age of knowing destiny. Because of his deep inner strength and temperament, his appearance is not so old, but his temples have more frost, and there are some creases in the corners of his eyebrows.

The end of the world likes to travel, the Taishang Palace is also a place to avoid the world, and he does not have to sit in the town all day and night. Therefore, throughout the year, he always spends two or three months outside. He has seen how many good landscapes he has seen, how many traitors and heroes he has seen, and his exquisite temperament. There are people who are dissatisfied with him on the rivers and lakes, and respect him more. Both black and white must give him a little thin noodles. According to Duanheng, the brother in charge can go out and eat all over the world.

He has a small habit of bringing things to martial arts, sometimes local specialties, sometimes hand-written books, and even a strange stone on the high mountain was dug down, and a monument was built at the end of Qingming Road.

Duan Heng said that he had several times like the old mother, but he did not expect Duanya to get worse this time, even bringing a child back.

The Taishang Palace did not pick up orphans and adopt them as disciples. Even Duan Yi and Duan Heng had a few apprentices under their seats. Instead, Duanya had never accepted a disciple.

Duan Heng always thought he was a dodger. He didn't expect to go to Xichuan this time, and when he came back, he brought an eight-year-old child and said it was his new apprentice.

The child was thin and small, half of his face was burned and scarred, and there were many medicine cloths around his body, wrapped in fear that even his mother would not recognize it. The head said that this was a bandit kid caught from the cottage. His brain is not good but his roots are good. In addition, his age is still small and he has not done evil. It is better to teach than to let it go.

He was very hard-hearted, but although the child was crazy and stupid, he was as fierce as the wild wolf. Except for the end of the world, anyone who was close to him would have to be arrested and beaten. The disciples of the same generation gnawed the flesh.

Even Duanya himself, Duan Yitai too saw several scarred teeth marks and scratches on his arm.

Duan Heng felt that the child was more like being picked up from a wolf den, but Duan Ya didn't take him lightly at all, and gave him a name called Ji Yunshu.

Many people in the martial arts have made some comments on this little maniac, and the elders are more opposed to Duanya accepting him as a disciple, because the disciples of the master are either the next Taishang Palace Lord, or the next elder. There is a scourge of hurting others. Duan Heng felt a headache between his brother and the same door, and finally Duanya opened his mouth——

"Buddha has karma, and the saying is karma. I rescued him because of karma, and it is my duty to do everything for him, but it is also my duty to lead evil spirits. However, the elders are reasonable for the sect, so it is not so good. I wait for one step back-for a period of two years, I will cure his madness, teach the truth, practice etiquette, and be self-righteous. If it is not willing to send him back to the world for proper placement, how? "

This sentence of the head, not to mention the golden mouth and jade, is also difficult to chase after the horse. Duan Heng had been close to his brother since childhood, so he came to help him teach Ji Yunshu every three to five times. He did n’t expect him to say that his mouth was broken and his patience was exhausted, but it made him recognize some words. After.

Duan Heng can't blame him, but it is inevitable that anxiety, but the original creators are still indifferent, the living "Emperor is not in a hurry to eunuch."

Perhaps it was his eyes that were too compelling, Duanya finally stopped teasing his younger brother, and said with a smile: "I have said that Yunshu's situation is different from that of ordinary children. It is useful for ordinary people to know words and cut words. He is now like playing piano to a cow. "

Duan Heng didn't get angry, "What do you say?"

"Reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. Rather than shutting him under these four high walls and preaching poetry, it would be better to take him out to have a good look. When the horizon is open, the heart will be at ease, even if it is a stone that is ignorant. It must be turned into fine. "Duanya patted his shoulder." This period of time is quite stable. It's not too late to go about things. I will take him away, and my troubled brother will tell me the elders. "

As soon as he swung his sleeve into the door, he picked up his suitcase and took the child out of the mountain after a while. Duan Hengmu froze for a long while before he recovered. The Qigong Kungfu, which he had put on for many years, lost his way and jumped: "You come back to me!"

The sound of the sky was shaking, and I was afraid that most of the Forgetting Peak had heard the truth. He had reached the end of the mountainside and heard the words. He was very relieved to hear that the younger brother was full of gas. This was the end of the roadside. The master gave a gesture, and the latter stopped talking, and finally shook his head and let go.

Ji Yunshu had a bad brain and would not speak naturally, only knowing that holding his hand would not let go for a moment, and even a hare walking through the grass on the roadside could make him tight all over. However, no matter how many times he was alarmed during the day or night, Duanya was always not irritated or irritable. He first drove away the wild things he had made, and then coaxed him with things like wildflowers and wild fruits. Stop and go, from the vernal equinox to the summer heat, finally came to ask Chan Mountain.

(two)

The Taishang Palace evaded the world, but the Wuxiang Temple entered the world. One Buddha and one should have respected each other. However, Duanya and Sekong were also called "East Buddha". The two acted hand in hand several times, and they were very good in private. The wise monk and sweeping monk in Wuxiang Temple will not be surprised by his visit, but it is inevitable to look at the child he is holding.

It is inevitable for ordinary children to enter this place when they first enter here, but Ji Yunshu is holding the hand of Duanya in desperation, hoping to hide his entire person under the sleeve of his robe.

Duanya asked a little Sha Mi to send a copy of his new book to the abbot Semen, and then inquired about where Sekong was, and then took Ji Qingyan to the Tibetan Jinglou.

Sekong is engraving the "Pan-Jarabo-Romito Sutra" on the bamboo slips.

Compared with pen, ink, paper, and ink, he prefers to use a carving knife to leave marks on the bamboo. The handwriting is clear and smooth, and the depth of the wood is appropriate, which is not inferior to other handwriting. Seeing Duanya pushing into the door, he put down the knife and got up to meet him, smiling with his palms together: "Amitabha, don't come without any trouble?"

Dianya, who has always been gentle to others, froze. When he saw that there was no one here, he closed the door with his backhand, and did not say anything. He took Ji Yunshu and sat down beside the table case.

The spirit of the child came and went quickly, and he was already a little tired in climbing the mountain all the way. At this time, the knees of Duanya's knees were sloppy. Sekong was shaken for no reason and was not angry. He poured warm water for the two of them, and then sat across from them. Wen Sheng asked, "Is this little donor a real face, a new disciple of the Taoist master?"

Duan Ya silent for a moment, caressing Ji Yunshu's hair, saying: "Yes, he followed my vulgar family name Ji, the name Yunshu, was poorly picked up from a valley in the southwest at the end of last year."

"Dao Changren's heart is also the fortune of the little donor." Sekong looked at Ji Yunshu's posture, and after a moment, he pointed to his head. "The poor monk looks at the little donor. Is there a wound here? disease?"

Duan Ya nodded: "This is why the poor Dao brought him to see the master."

"And look at the poor monks."

Sekong reached out to Ji Yunshu's wrist. The sleepy child looked like a cat with a stomped tail. It suddenly exploded and grabbed his hand before he would bite.

Duanya kept retreating, Sekong lightly "huh", his palm turned into a dragon claw, and grabbed the boy's shoulder and neck. I thought this was a good thing, but this crazy and stupid boy suddenly lowered his back, and escaped his catch.

A little lunatic can be too disturbed, even if there are elders who do n’t give up the heavy hand, they have to be a bit troublesome. Ji Yunshu's eyes turned into a beast-like cloudiness and fierceness, with one hand propped on the ground, his legs intertwined and raised to tie Sekong's arm, and at the same time withdrew his hand and twisted, grabbing his knees to the monk's knee!

At a young age, without a wise mind, he started to be vicious. Instead of being a child, it was more like an untrained wolfhound.

Duanya is a man of integrity, and naturally he will not teach his disciples like this. Sekong thought about it a little, and he was not in a hurry to take the messy boy, but instead put away his internal force and only used his fist and kung fu to lead him out.

Ji Yunshu has n’t even learned how to speak, and his instincts are all based on instinct instead of rules and regulations. He is stretched out in a few meetings and jumps in a hurry. There are numbers in the hollow of color. He pushed back into Duanya's arms.

Duan Ya pointed at Ji Yunshu's back neck, the boy fell down and fell asleep between Master's arms.

He raised his head, his tone faint: "What can the master see?"

"There are hundreds of martial arts in the Tibetan scriptures, and there are many pages of ancient books that have been lost for many years. If the poor monk sees it well, this little donor just used it ..." Sekong opposed his four eyes and his voice was deep, " It is the asura hand of "Thousand Tribulation". "

Duanya placed Ji Yunshu on the futon and nodded, "Yes."

"Since Xichuan's deep killing of Poyun Sword Master in that year," Qiangong Gong "has disappeared for 14 years, and I did not expect it to be revealed to a demented child." Sekong looked at him, "Dao Chang, this Where did the child come from? "

Duan Ya said frankly: "Fun Soul Palace."

At the end of last year, he traveled to Nishikawa and found a group of demons in the Daoist Palace who refused to accept the supremacy of the Soul Palace. It stands to reason that fighting between evil and right, or fighting with the same path, but it does not matter if there is no harm to the heavens and harm to the truth, but he remembers that the case of the murder of his own teacher was still unclear, and he sneaked up.

These people have been plotting for a long time, and the Palace of Souls is at the time of internal emptiness. Duanya knew that although they had the upper hand, they must succeed, and secretly blocked two mountain roads, lest the defeated fighters escape from the disaster and innocent surrounding them, and then took the opportunity to enter the door of the missing mountain.

He didn't go by accident. Juan Yunfeng had just ended a **** battle caused by an inner ghost. All three hillsides were blown up by gunpowder. It was hard to see Helian Yu in the smoke.

He happened to go so well that he was catching up with the dead in the Soul Palace and ordered to clean up the mess of the battlefield. Duanya was alone here and he did n’t want to touch hard. He jumped down the crack that was blown up by gunpowder and was ready to escape from the dangerous road in the mountains. , I did not expect to see a hand between a pile of rocks and corpses.

The palm is too small, clearly belonging to the child, **** from finger to wrist, at first glance like a limb exposed by the dead, Duanya saw it still trembling through the spark.

He scraped away the gravel and dug out a little boy with a burn on half of his face. Before thinking about it at that time, Duanya held him out of the chaos.

(three)

"... Dao Changren's heart." Sekong was already compassionate, and after listening to his words, he did not insist that the child might come from the magic road, but leaned over to check the other person's physical condition.

Ji Yunshu's injury has been raised in the Taishang Palace, and the rest is okay. The trouble lies in his madness. If it is not handled well, it will not be a harm to others or a source of harm to himself in the future.

After a while, Sekong stood up and said, "He is suffering from trauma and internal illness."

"Trauma means that he had been injured in the head, and the blood in the skull was not scattered." After a pause, Duanya asked, "What is the internal disease?"

"It's the exercises he learned." Sekong said, "The Thousand Tribulation Kungfu" takes the wind of Yin and Poison, and it is divided into three parts: Xin Fa, Wu Dian, and Du Jing. Martial arts dominates. The child has a good root but is too young. The people who teach him are eager to achieve success. He emphasizes martial arts and pays attention to the law, so as to improve his true energy into his body for the sake of progress. This only hurts the brain. In the long run, although he grew up, his martial arts were strong, but his true energy will be more disordered. Not only is his mental disorder controlled by people, but also his life will be damaged, and he will die early. "

Duanya looked cold: "Can there be a cure?"

"The skill of the little donor has been laid down, and the true energy in the body has been melted into the heart, and the sudden removal of the power will definitely hurt his life ..." Sekong pondered for a moment, and suddenly looked up, "To save him, please ask the leader to answer the poor monk Two questions. "

"Please say."

"Dao Chang has traveled thousands of mountains and rivers. I wonder how these landscapes are in your eyes. How do you describe them now?"

Duan Yadao: "Yamamoto natural objects, water is natural water."

Sekong smiled and said: "Everything is its own life. Congratulations to Taoist, who has reached the second level of the forgotten situation. It seems that the little donor is blessed."

"How to say?"

"The poor monk can help him to push away the blood in his skull with the" Tan Hua Zhi ", and he can open the Qiqiao, and then use his power to open the meridian points of the meridian, and protect his heart with the strength of the" Futu Quan "..." Turning the bead, his eyes lifted up, "Then, I asked the director to use his" Qujigong "Qi to dive into his body, and lead out the chaotic" Qiangong Gong "Qi Qi. It is just a dangerous method, but there is a difference. Not only will the small donor be blown by meridians, but even the leader of the road, you may be in danger of getting caught. "

Duanya heard the words, released the sword "Wuya" behind him and handed it to Sekong, saying, "If so, please ask the master to help me get rid of the magic barrier."

He regarded life and death as nothing, so open that he was inferior even to the clear breeze of Langyue, but for the sake of being a child of his own. Sekong chanted a Buddhist chant, saying: "The outsiders all say that the Buddha is merciful and the Taoist is casual. In the eyes of the poor monk, the Taoist is the one who is compassionate and compassionate."

"The master is wrong this time." Duanya smiled. "You said that it might be dangerous to get rid of one's qi and get rid of one's body. Isn't it easy for you to keep your blood and staying focused? I'm here to ask you for help. To save lives and help the wounded, to take advantage of ourselves, and to gain and lose as a cloud, this is compassion, and I just follow my heart. "

Colorless but smiling.

After all, the Tibetan Jinglou was not a cheap place. The two took Ji Yunshu to Houshandu Edong, put the children in the middle, and began to mobilize their internal forces.

From the late afternoon to the evening, when he withdrew his energy, he couldn't help getting dizzy with the skills of both of them. It was not that this skill was overwhelming, but that he was wary of many cautious people.

Duanya finally supported the wall and stood firm. Seeing the empty space meditating and adjusting his breath, he lifted his hands to wipe his forehead sweat and smiled: "Thank you Master. The poor Dao first took Yunshu away, and he will talk to the Master for three days next time!"

"Good to say, but ..."

"But what?"

"Although this son Shen Xian was removed, the moves of" Qiangong Gong "were remembered by his body. After all, it was a hidden danger. Dao Chang also needed to make plans. In addition, he had a brain injury that could not be cured for a long time. Kongdu, when he wakes up, he is afraid that he is ignorant and looks like a baby.

Duan Ya silently said for a moment, "Thank you for reminding me."

He stooped and picked up Ji Yunshu and walked towards the entrance of the cave. Suddenly a monk's dumb questioning came from behind: "The Taoist specially brought him here for medical treatment?"

Duanya stopped, did not look back, nor made a sound.

"The governor said that he was born in the Palace of Burial Soul, and the poor monk thought he was a killer seedling who was trained in captivity, but just after practicing, he found that in addition to the true energy of" Thousand Tribulation Gong ", he also had a chill to haunt." Sekong opened. Looking at his back, his gaze finally fell on the little hand that was hanging down. "Although the root of the little donor is good, there are congenital inadequacies. This coldness is afraid that he was brought out of the mother's womb. However, there are only a handful of women in this world who can be so cold.

"Master ..." Duan Ya finally opened his mouth, "You are in the empty gate of Galan, you can see the colorless appearance, and hear the sound of no doubt, how can you count the past?"

The clues that Sekong can find, it does n’t make sense to end up with Ji Yunshu for so long, and he did n’t realize it, not to mention that when he rescued the child from the Lost Ridge, he found the piece hanging at the inn when he cleaned the wound. Long life lock on the boy's neck.

The longevity lock is a bit of a poor workmanship. It is not a local commodity, but is carved by someone. There is the word "Tianyou Yujing" on the front, there is no name on the back, and there is only a crescent moon.

The marriage between Luo Bingchao Zhao Bingmo and Helian Shenyi's brother Helian Yu was not publicized, but it was not a secret in Fanlingling. Duanya heard about it when he dived in. This should be the son of Zhao Bingmo.

He didn't know why this noble child should have fallen here, but in Duanya's eyes, it didn't matter who the child was. What he wanted to save was a demented child, and what he wanted to teach was a little madman who got lost , Come and go with no connection.

Sekong's fingers slowly moved the bead, and there was no wave on the surface, but just said: "The former people are originally in the past, and the reciprocation is every Sunday."

Didn't mention it, just forget?

The past is hard to follow, is it just to let go?

But it ’s just that I ’m here and there, and that ’s all.

(four)

After the head that had been muddy and muddy all year round was cured, it was also a blank piece of paper. Ji Yunshu didn't know anything about this life, and even his eyes were dazed. He can smell the fragrance of flowers, but he does not know what the flowers are and what the fragrance should be.

Therefore, after passing the correspondence with Duan Yi, Duanya did not rush back to Taishang Palace, but took Ji Yunshu to walk down the river and lake for more than a year.

He took him from Xichuan to Dongling, passing through the Southland and Zhongdu, how many enemies and friends he had seen, after many times;

He taught him literary and literary vocabulary, taking into account truth and vulgarity, told stories of poems and books, and read 10,000-word articles;

He asked him to distinguish for himself, to understand the joys, sorrows, sadness, worry, right and wrong, and count the stars and moon.

Ji Yunshu was so small, and Dianya didn't ask him to be open-minded. As long as he accumulated over time, he learned a little bit how to be a normal person.

When they finally returned to Forgetting Peak, Ji Yunshu was ten years old. He could grab his hand and stumblingly shouted "Master". He was clever and quiet. He couldn't see the crazy bite at that time.

The elders had nothing to say, the stone in Duanheng's heart fell to the ground.

Seven days later, Huang Daoji, Duanya opened the altar, asked Ji Yunshu to kneel in Ruoshui Temple, and knelt three and nine knocked at the ancestral spirit position, and then wrote down him on the name tree.

The sixth-generation heir to the Taishang Palace, the great disciple, Xuan Su Dao, Ji Yunshu.

Xuan Su is a smart and simple child. In the past, he used his instinct to act when his brain was hurt, and he went straight to do anything. Now he is still straightforward and has no slack in practicing martial arts. Warm and sincere.

Fortunately, he is not stupid, right or wrong, there is something right and wrong, and he is not good at listening to beliefs, so even if he is simpler, Duanya does not feel that this is not good, and even opened the Jiange, let him Picked up the inaction of the Tibetan front and carefully taught his swordsmanship.

Until Xuansu was fifteen, Duanya received a secret letter.

The letter came from Zhao Bingmo, a long time old friend.

Helian Yu designed the Duanqing couple with Gu Lufang as a gangster. Now, the innocent teenager is in prison and is only waiting for the two to throw themselves into the net.

Zhao Bingmo and Gu Biaofang met with each other, but naturally they did not have any kindness. She sent this letter to see the friendship between her and Duanya. Despite the relative position and sentiment, and after more than ten years, Zhao Bingmo still counted all her grievances clearly. Duanya helped her. Discuss with care.

Duan Qing has gone hand in hand with Gu Lifang. In order not to let his own troubles affect the school, he has not forgotten the dust peak for more than ten years. Only the annual pigeon biography tells us that the two parties are safe. News from Duanya Chad, hurried to Mi Zu Ling. However, Tangling was too far away from him, and it was too late when he arrived.

Blood was flowing into the river in the Lost Ridge. Helian Yu's half-body bath was still mad and smiling. He personally led someone to chase in the mountain forest. At the same time, he separated a group of people to break out of the Qiushui dock and went east.

In the letter, Zhao Bingmo mentioned Duan Qing's reclusive land in recent years. Seeing this direction should be correct. Duan Ya was shocked, he bit his teeth and gave He Lianyu, followed the passerby to the east, and flew all the way, finally grabbing Duanqing in front of everyone.

It was a small river, less than ten miles away from Feiyun Peak, and the surrounding mountains and rocks were covered with trees, so that those who fled had a chance to breathe.

After ten years of reunion, Duanya almost didn't recognize Duanqing when he saw it.

Unlike the elegant and gentle Muqing business, Duanqing always feels cold and indifferent. It is no exception at this time, but ... it is so cold that it makes people tremble from the bones.

He staggered to the knee by the river, his blade and blood were all stained on his body, but he only stooped and shook several times as he cared tightly about the man wrapped tightly in his robe.

Duanya didn't see the man's face, but saw some messy hair and a little peach blossoms leaking from the corner of the robe.

When they looked at each other, Duanya's whole heart sank to the bottom.

Duan Qing's whole person seemed to be in the ice and fire, with the coldness of death and the killing insane at one glance, even though his face was expressionless, it was more terrible than all the blue-faced fangs in this world.

He saw Duanya without saying a word, hugged Gu Lufang and passed by, and continued to stagger forward.

Duanya grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "The Burial Soul Palace sent people to set up an ambush in Feiyunfeng, you go to die."

"... Go away." Duan Qing's voice was hoarse and he smelled **** when he spoke.

"Both life and death are scattered, and the fate is not deep. If Gu Guxia is spirited in the sky, she should grow up with the side of the king, and he will not want to see you like this."

Duan Qing finally turned his head and stared at him for a long time, as if finally recognizing who he was, his mouth opened several times, angry like a gossamer, sounding like a mosquito, making Duanya unable to hear him for the first time What is it.

"……return……"

"what did you say?"

"Back to home ..." Duan Qing tightened his arms tightly. He looked down at the man in his arms with a hoarse voice. "Fufang said ... she wants to go home."

He speaks very slowly and lightly, even the wind is louder, and there is rain on his face, but when Duanya sees the blood in those eyes, he suddenly feels he is crying.

Duan Ya was originally Tong Chan Lotus, but at this moment there was nothing to say.

Duan Qing turned around and walked towards Feiyun Peak without saying a word. Suddenly he heard the sound of "Zheng" behind him, it was Wu Yajian's sheath.

With a flower in front of him, Duan Heng stopped in front of him again.

"... Brother, you have to take Gu Lady back home, so you are not afraid to die like this, but when you calm down, you may regret your impulse." Duan Heng took a deep breath, "There are many kinds of death, but Brother does not It will make you die in your own hands. This is the saddest and most regrettable thing. "

In the past, when there was nothing wrong, the brothers and sisters did not talk less, and the endless sword of the endless world was also passed down by Master Su Qing. Over the years, he concealed his sword and collected it. It is also blunt, showing that its heavy sword heart is not a sword shape, and it follows the path of Dao Jian.

This time, it was his first time to take the initiative to fight the sword, which violated Dao Jian's inaction and naturally had no chance of winning.

But he is not seeking victory, but awakening a clear sense of consciousness.

When Wu Ya was pressed down and was about to cut into his shoulders and necks, the strength of the mountains was finally no longer pressing, but slowly stagnation to disappear.

His gaze crossed the horizon and looked in the direction of the heart-under the dim sky, a **** flame suddenly ignited, and soon the sky was covered with sky, and the world was red.

The sword in Duanqing's hand fell into the mud, and the man knelt down on one knee.

His right hand holding the sword had already cracked the tiger's mouth, and the left hand was still holding the woman who had no breath, letting her rest in her arms and sleep peacefully.

Duanya didn't hear the crying, but could see his shoulders and back trembling in the wind.

He wanted to take her home.

But the home is gone, they ... can't go back.

(Fives)

This was the first time Xuan Su saw the uncle Duan Qing who only appeared in the same rumor.

It is said that he is a genius who is not born in the upper court, and he is a more troublesome character than the one who leads the world. Xuan Su heard more rumors, and the impression of the man in his heart was imagined as a Taoist priest who was as harsh and terrible as the master. Maybe there would be white temples, maybe there would be cold eyes like a sword, and someone would fight with a glance. I dare not be confused.

But he didn't expect Duanqing to look like this.

The man was probably in his thirties, holding a lifeless woman in his arms, a ragged robe with blood stains, and scattered hair hanging down his waist, but all were pale and withered colors.

Xuan Su did not dare to look closely at his face. He could only watch Uncle Duan Heng's eyes greet with blushing eyes. Even Duan Yi, the calmest fellow in normal days, missed the medicine bottle.

They didn't know what to say, Duan Heng clung to Duan Qing's body with tears, but still more shocking than the dead face, Duan Yi carefully took the woman in his arms, both hands The alternation froze for a long time in the air, and when Duan Qing loosened his hands, he became soft as if the entire spine had been pulled out.

Xuan Su looked at Duan Yi and hugged the woman to the **** courtyard. His head suddenly sank. Duan Ya touched his head. He looked up at Master's face and saw no smile for the first time.

Duanya didn't know if he was tired or sad, without saying a word, and waved him back to his room, then turned and dragged Duanqing to go back to the mountain, Duan Heng and several other elders followed.

Xuan Su felt that Duanya took away not a living person, but a walking dead.

There are two forbidden places in Taishangonghoushan, one is Qingjingping, and the other is the guilty wall.

The guilty wall is neither cold nor hot, but it is very dark, there is too little light in the sky, but the walls are made of natural boulders, even if the fine steel water is not stronger than it, especially the mountain gate is still a three thousand catty The heavy broken dragon stone is indestructible by manpower. It is said that the ancestors used it to imprison the martial masters of martial arts on the rivers and lakes ten years ago, and those people did not break through to death.

Duan Ya felt that he was really not a good brother. Both Mu Qingshang and Duan Qing shouted his brother for so many years, but now he wants to close his brother in this place. Even if he knew that this was for future consideration and consideration for Duan Qing, he knew that Duan Qing now had no thought in the future.

Life is alive, no matter what kind of intentions are malicious, after all, it is to push yourself and others, and no one is as good as you want.

"Senior Brother, your failure to use your previous work led to the insufficiency of true qi, but you didn't sort it out in time. Instead, you used your internal strength to hurt your heart. This time moved the grief and anger. The basis of your" Wuji "is probably ...

"... Go away."

The elders behind were all waiting in line, Duan Heng's eyes were trembling with blood red, but the hand holding the sword was tight.

Duanya is at the forefront, and can clearly see what Duanqing is now than anyone else ... This person is on the verge of craziness and collapse.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened it again, his face was covered with frost, and Wu Yajian was out of his hand.

"Do it!"

The gossip and two ceremonial arrays of the Taishang Palace, in addition to using the array as a battle, can also lead the battle into the array.

Seven elders such as Duan Heng, plus the leader of Duanya, one gossip each station, move the four directions, change the two instruments, the sword and the people are turned into compass pieces, four attacks and four defenses, connected back and forth, interwoven with sword shadow With Tianluodi.com, even if there is the ability to clear the sky, there is no way to escape after all.

The sword in his hand finally fell, and the whole person was pressed against the spine of the shoulder, neck, and shoulders by seven long swords. He had to kneel on one knee, and it was difficult to stand up straight. His eyes were blood red, and his fingers were all caught in the earth and stone, like he was about to be put in prison. Still want to dying beast.

Finally, Duan Qing was pushed into the wall of guilt, and an elder pressed the broken dragon stone. As the huge stone gate fell, Duanya saw that he still wanted to rush out. For a moment, Duanya had shaken himself—if he had n’t stopped him outside Feiyunfeng at that time, or he had just let him go now, let him break his bones for revenge, and he could laugh for a while. Go, no matter how much time has passed since then.

He clenched his fists, and suddenly said: "Brother Shi, the body of Gu Guxia will be placed in the ice cave in the **** courtyard.

"..."

Duan Qing's footsteps stagnate.

"Although she's gone with a smile on this traitor's drug scheme, it may not be without regret, you think about it."

"..."

The broken dragon stone fell, making a heavy muffled noise, isolating the sound of Duanqing, and also separating this place from the world.

"... From today, no one will be close to me except for me." Duan Ya took a deep breath and his voice was dumb. "When did he figure it out, when would I let him out, or I would rather Keep him for life, and don't want him to be a crazy demon that harms others. "

The elders nodded silently and left. Only Duanheng clenched his fists tightly, and when he reached his mouth, he was scared and swallowed back-Duanya vomited blood and staggered on his knees.

"Brother!" Duan Heng was so scared that he flew for nine days. He hurried up to support him, reached out to find the wound medicine in his arms, but saw Duan Ya wiped the blood and shook his head.

"I'm fine, he ... no killer." Duan Ya looked down, "He still recognizes people, and remembers who he is. It's clear that he hasn't been completely occupied by grubs and magic skills, and ... Save. "

He said that in the end the voice was very soft, Duan Heng felt that the brother in charge was old at this moment.

That night, Duanya stayed alone in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a long time. He turned over all the classics about Qian Qiang Gong and Wuji, and finally sat alone in the light of the table until dawn.

Early in the morning, Xuan Su came to hand in his classwork. The scriptures written by the young people were beautiful, and the writing was strong and soft.

Duan Ya suddenly asked: "Xuan Su, do you want to learn martial arts?"

Xuan Su blinked: "Think. But hasn't Master already taught me martial arts?"

Duan Ya sighed: "The way to learn martial arts is hard to go, the road to rivers and lakes is dangerous, Master ... I just want to see how you are doing, I can't bear to see you walking on the tip of the knife."

In the second half of his remarks, he brought a faint chill, and it might be difficult for others to hear, but Xuan Su was too sensitive. Not only his small face was white, but his voice also shook slightly: "Are you going to waste my martial arts? You ... don't me Apprentice? "

"Even if you don't have martial arts skills, you are my only disciple in this life." Duan Ya touched his hair and spoke solemnly.

"Qiangonggong" indulges, "Wujigong" forgets feelings, but the two have the same path after all, after all, the same is the way to cultivate the heart, the difference is only that one puts