284, The fairytale flying all over the feathered clothes (the finale)

Luo Xi's eyes lit up and said with a giggle: "Then you just calculate it for Sister Gu and Sister Zhuang, and you don't have to pay back the money. Is that good?"

Feng Junzi: "You have caught the handle, so you can only do this. Then let's just say a fortune today. I can't guarantee whether the calculation is accurate or not."

Bai Shaoliu: "As long as Mr. Feng tries his best, we will be grateful!"

Feng Junzi stood up and waved, "Don't eavesdrop on others, just stay here, Zhuang Ru and Gu Ying stand here." The little white leader ran to the far beach with the rest of the people, without listening to what Feng Junzi was saying.

Feng Junzi first asked Zhuang Ru: "Why do you want to find this spring of youth? You said the most direct thought in your heart."

Zhuang Ru lowered her head and said, "I know I am not worthy of Xiaobai, but I am naturally willing to marry me from the bottom of my heart, but I ended up..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she couldn't continue to say anything.

Feng Junzi interrupted her expressionlessly: "This is how the couple in the world is. Since Xiaobai wants to marry you, he should think of all this. In fact, he should not tell you so much. It would be a mistake to bring you here. Since you know his identity and want to marry him, you have to face this choice, otherwise it would be better to forget it."

Zhuang Ru said weakly: "At this time, I found that I could not see the spring of youth. I suddenly realized that mortals will grow old, but if you stay together in this life, Xiaobai will not abandon me, why should I pity myself? It doesn't matter whether there is a spring of youth or not. I met him has nothing to do with the spring of youth."

Feng Junzi: "Did you really figure it out?"

Zhuang Ru looked up and said, "I really figured it out, thank you sir!"

Feng Junzi nodded and turned to Gu Ying and said, "Gu Ying, alas, you!"

Gu Ying asked uneasyly: "Why did Senior Feng sigh? Just say anything."

Feng Junzi: "Xiaobai is really his blessing when he meets you! Just like Qingchen meets Xiaobai... The Great Technique of Jingbai has the incarnation of the twelve-grade lotus platform, and you only take one of them... Have you said this to Xiaobai?"

Gu Ying blushed slightly: "How could Mr. Feng know?"

Feng Junzi: "I don't know, I guessed it, it seems I guessed it!"

Gu Ying: "Is there anything wrong with it?"

Feng Junzi: "As far as I know, Xiaobai cultivated the first incarnation, the young man he had met innocence, but was killed by Qingchen with a shot... I ask you, if Xiaobai cultivated the first incarnation and met you, would you kill him?"

Gu Ying pondered for a long time before he slowly replied: "I don't know."

Feng Junzi: "You just hesitated when you talk, so just answer some questions. Can you tell me if you know, or if you don't, or just hesitate? Tell me the answer in your heart."

Gu Ying closed her eyes and thought about it again, opened her eyes and nodded firmly, "No!"

Feng Junzi asked: "Qingchen did this, but you won't?"

Gu Ying: "Yes, I don't know, I'm not Qingchen."

Feng Junzi was still asking: "Is it really not possible? Qingchen can see the spring of youth, but you can't see it. Even so, you won't do that?"

Gu Ying suddenly laughed: "It's true. I couldn't answer when Mr. Feng asked the question just now, because I didn't expect it to be such a question. I really didn't understand it at that time. My thoughts were as follows: Qingchen could see but I couldn't see it, but even so, I wouldn't do that. At this time, I figured it out, thank you for your advice!"

Feng Junzi spread his hands and said to Gu Ying and Zhuang Ru: "Since that's the case, I have nothing to say."

At this time, Avtan took a step forward and patted Feng Junzi's arm: "Okay, that's OK!...Gu Ying, Zhuang Ru, you can take a look over there." As he spoke, he pointed to the direction of the Spring of Youth.

Gu Ying and Zhuang Ru couldn't help but turn their heads and look at them, their bodies froze, their eyes showing a sense of marvel at each other, and they shouted in unison: "Fourth of Youth!"

Hearing this cry, everyone on the beach in the distance ran over. Luo Xi hugged Gu Ying happily: "Sister Gu, you saw it too, it's great!" Xiaobai grabbed Zhuang Ru's arm and said softly: "Actually, if I don't tell you anything, you will see it at first."

Everyone was filled with joy, but Feng Junzi frowned and waved to Xiaobai. Xiaobai walked over and asked, "What else does Mr. Feng have to do?"

"There is something to give to you." Feng Junzi picked up a very thick notebook from the stone where he was sitting and handed it to Xiaobai.

Is this a secret to practice? It seems to be a note. Xiaobai was curious and excited to open the first page. He saw the six big words on it but was stunned: "Ten theories on the National Policy of Zhixu? Why do you give me this?"

Feng Junzi looked at him with a smile: "These are some things I have thought about in the world over the years, and they are all recorded here. Bai Shaoliu, what you have learned is worldly law, and it is very suitable to give it to you... Have you ever thought about what else to do in the future? I suggest you do it well and have the opportunity to run for the president of Zhixu Kingdom!" As soon as you opened your words, everyone around you was stunned.

Xiaobai quickly reached out and stuffed the notebook back into Feng Junzi's hand, shaking his head like a rattle: "You'd better take it back. I don't have this plan. I'm thinking about how many years of comfortable life."

Avtina smiled at Feng Junzi and said, "I have said it a long time ago that he will not listen to you in this kind of thing, and Xiaobai will not be able to take it away."

Feng Junzi sighed: "On the Internet, the word "Xiaobai" is a swear word."

Bai Shaoliu shrugged: "That doesn't matter, anyway, I'm just Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai will become Laobai one day. Think about it again, and this national policy will be left here." Feng Junzi waved his hand, and his notebook flew out and landed on the shelf in the wooden house. He bent down and picked up Hei Ruyi, and the spiral clouds rose and soared into the sky. His figure soon disappeared. There was a sound from the sky: "This spring of youth is in his eyes, and it is also in the desires of people. You may be lost when you saw it, and you may see it even if you didn't see it. It is always good to come and see it often! You don't have to thank me for today's affairs, even if you repay Xiaobai's life-saving grace... I heard that the gourd that Immortal Drunken has not finished drinking, and I will take it to Wucheng for me during the Chinese New Year."

Gu Ying walked to Avtena and asked, "Teacher Wiener, why did Mr. Feng leave alone?"

Avtina picked up the guise of the immortal guiding the way on the ground and rolled it up, and smiled and said, "He's going home for the festival."

Bai Shaoliu also asked: "Don't you come together?"

Avtena: "I am here. He heard that you came to find the Spring of Youth and rushed here to wait for me, and happened to meet me."

Bai Shaoliu: "It's time for Mr. Feng to go home for dinner."

Avtena: "How do you know that Feng Junzi you met just now is not his incarnation?"

Bai Shaoliu pointed at the guise in Avtena's hand: "When you see this sign, you will know it is Mr. Feng himself."

Avtina smiled: "That's right. With this thing in hand, I don't have to stay here forever. You have fun and say goodbye!" She did not summon the angel's wings, but drifted with the sea breeze, and her golden curly hair slowly moved away in the air.

...

According to the Jiulian Mountains in Wucheng, there are nine winding mountainous areas. The only things you see in the world are Zhaoting, Feijin, Baimang, Liuling, Miaomen, and Qiyun. Among them, Feijin Peak is the highest, and there is a huge Feijin Rock on the top of the main peak. The wings on the left and right stones extend out like a black bird spreading its wings and trying to break through the air. The middle of the huge rock is very flat, like a black bird's back, which can accommodate several people sitting opposite each other. Sitting on the Feijin Rock, you can see the crowds of Wucheng. The beautiful mountains of Zhaoting Mountain that are far away are also visible.

The mountain is steep and rarely visited, and it is also an excellent place for seclusion and practice. I remember that a practitioner named Qiye left the Zhongnan Sect and came to Wucheng, and practiced the magical powers on this flying rock. After going down the mountain, he seized the magical artifact at the meeting of the Forgetful Palace and was powerful in the world. Then he seized the Xuanming Taoist temple to establish a Hainan Sect, achieving the achievements of a generation of masters.

Qiye was ambitious to seize the world and rule the king. He made an appointment with Feng Junzi, the youngest great master of Kunlun, to fight on Zhaoting Mountain. Feng Junzi was drunk by Feng Junzi and killed him by destroying the five declines and destroying all his blessings. He tied his soul to reincarnation with the heart-killing lock and entered the cycle of reincarnation as a donkey. It was also that battle that exposed Feng Junzi's secret as a living immortal. Feng Junzi also sealed his spiritual consciousness from then on. From then on, the world was in full swing and turbulent. However, from here, it was just a mountain that was sad and touching. These were the past events more than 20 years ago.

Feng Junzi was only seventeen years old at that time, but now he is in his prime. His temples are white and his hair is long gone, and silver lights are dotted in the sun. This day is the first day of the Lunar New Year. In the distance, there are lights and firecrackers and fireworks to add to the festive festival. Feng Junzi sat alone on the flying rocks, with a snow-white gourd and two jade cups beside him, and a golden white cloud fan was shaking his hand. Instead of looking at the crowded scene in Wucheng, he looked at Xiumei Zhaoting in a daze, with loneliness and expectation in his eyes.

At that time, the wind was light and the clouds were light. The wind gentleman suddenly seemed to be disturbed by some movement and asked loudly under the flying rock: "When the withering and prosperous new year, where will the crane come from?"

"The idle clouds flew away, and I saw the fairy mountain standing on the ground." A man's voice came, and as he spoke, a man floated up the flying rock and came close to him. It was the new Pope Jog of the Holy See of Gambids.

Feng Junzi smiled and said, "It turns out that it is His Majesty the Pope. You are not idle! Please forgive me for your visit to you!" Although he was kind enough, he did not get up while sitting there.

Yog looked at him and said in a angrily and funny way: "Don't be so polite, I'm not here as a pope today... I said Feng Junzi, don't you feel cold when you play a fan in the middle of winter?" He sat down directly opposite Feng Junzi.

Feng Junzi: "It is elegant to carry the wind, and it is unrestrained to the cold and heat... I said, "Jog, the ring on your hand is very elegant, and it is more beautiful than the pope's ring."

Yog wore a ring symbolizing the status of the Pope in his left hand, and a silver shuttle, a butterfly-shaped ring-shaped magic weapon sent to him by Lianting on his thumb. He stroked the silver shuttle and said, "A hundred times of refining it into a circle, transforming into a hard and soft weapon... Feng Junzi, how could you fly alone today?"

Feng Junzi: "I remember it was here back then. I held Hei Ruyi in my hand and wanted to collect Qiye as my disciple, but I was disappointed."

Yog glared at him: "Oh? Do you still remember! Do you feel embarrassed?"

Feng Junzi smiled and said, "What's so embarrassing? I'm not a human! If I want to lose it, I'd lose a donkey."

Yog was not angry and smiled and said, "There is no need to fight between you and me. I remember that when the Three Mountains discussed the Tao, the opportunity was over."

Feng Junzi picked up the snow gourd and nodded, "Yes, there is no need to discuss fighting today. If you really want to fight, then fight the bar. There are still 800 kilograms of Wenxianzui in this gourd. You and I don't need magical powers. It's enough for anyone to knock down!... Come on, this is the Qiongyu Douguang Cup from the Immortal Palace of Wenzui Mountain in Xi Kunlun. It's great to use this Wenxianzui. Your luck is really good."

The two raised their glasses and drank them all, and Yog took the gourd and poured the wine: "Thank you, Mr. Wangqing, for giving you the wine. I will give you another toast you."

Feng Junzi: "You told me not to be polite, why are you polite again?"

Yog: "I have something to ask for advice, but I'm just wondering why you didn't put on the sign of "Immortals' Guide" today?"

Feng Junzi: "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. The half-immortal who set up a fortune teller must have a holiday for the New Year! If you and I have anything to say, why should the immortals guide the way? Although there is no vegetables today, since ancient times, all the Śrāvakas can drink wine, one word and one cup."

Yog drank a cup and asked, "I broke free from the heart-killing lock, but changed this furnace cauldron and became Pope Gambides. Did you think of it beforehand?"

Feng Junzi: "I never thought about it, but in my wish. Congratulations, no one is more suitable than you!...I also ask you, what is the difference between seeking fate in that place and Kunlun?"

Jog: "You have been discussing theology with Miss Wiener in your dreams recently, so you must know the story of Noah's Ark in the Bible, right?"

Feng Junzi: "You know this too? If you ask this, isn't it unnecessary to drink more?"

Yoge's expression remained unchanged and asked again: "You grew up in Zhixu. It is impossible that you have never heard of the legend of Gun Yu controlling the flood, right?"

Feng Junzi laughed: "This is a wonderful saying, I should drink this cup with you." The two raised their glasses and drank them together. Feng Junzi asked again: "Since ancient times, those who started the sect use good and evil to persuade the world and the rules of disciples, and later generations established religions. Since you are the emperor of a religion, can you answer the origin of good and evil?"

Yog asked back: "Are you asking 'nameless' or 'famous'?"

Feng Junzi: "First, Wuming."

Jog: "Those who have private selfishness and rebirth are living; those who know me and who can go against heaven are spirits. Since the creatures in the world know that there is me, they know to avoid it. Those who take good self as good, and those who hate me are evil, and those who are the only desire are also the source of ignorance."

Feng Junzi smiled faintly: "The answer was quite smooth. If there was no last sentence, it would be Qiye that year, but he had two wrong words."

Yog drank a glass of wine and smiled: "There are two words that are inappropriate. Those who should benefit me will do good, and those who harm me will do evil. Since the namelessness begins, there should be no good me and no evil me."

Feng Junzi also drank a glass of wine and asked, "What about after the success of his reputation?"

Jog: "Since the name is completed, there is a rule in the heart. Use this rule to measure and know what others do good and what do evil, and what do good and evil, and the name of good and evil is separated and ruled by everyone in the world, and no longer want to benefit and harm me alone. Only then can we wake up from ignorance and awaken, we can talk about human practice."

Feng Junzi: "If you say these words, I will make a fuss about it!" He drank another glass.

Jog: "Why are you rushing to drink this wine? I also ask you - there is no good or evil in the world when wolves eat sheep?"

Feng Junzi: "This is a worldly law rather than a human mind. Wolves are not stronger than sheep and may not live better. Mosquitoes can suck the blood of tigers and wolves and reincarnate. If you lead the worldly law and compare, wolves will rush to seek food, just like people work and seek rewards, sheep or bury them as wolves kisses, just like people suffer from old age, sickness and disasters, and cannot be compared to the good and evil actions of the world. ... You and I are not wolfs and sheep, and the wolfs and sheep are not spiritual, and they cannot talk about human practice. There are many people in the world who are unconscious and misleading themselves. ... You, you have a wrong question."

Yog smiled: "Yes, I missed my question and punished myself for a cup! But I also know why all the geniuses in the world have to be transformed into humans? ... From the foreword, what has happened to good and evil from nameless to famous?

Feng Junzi: "From the worldly rules to cultivate the heart of desire, and realize the origin of the heart. If you don't understand this level, you will not be able to escape from this cycle of reincarnation. I ask you, if there were seven leaves in the world back then, how could you get along with yourself?"

Yog smiled bitterly: "I was locked by your heart-killing lock, and it would be unfair to think about it. If I had not transformed into magical powers, your immortal arts would not be able to lock me."

Feng Junzi also smiled bitterly: "If you don't transform into the 55 great magical powers, can I use such a big price? Why do you have to use any magic? Anti-aircraft cannons are used to hit planes, so naturally they can't hit mosquitoes... Don't complain about your injustice, come and drink."

As they drank, both of them were slightly drunk. Feng Junzi narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Brother Yog, do you know what kind of teaching is? It's the teaching you are in Gambides, and the teaching you are the three old bald men in Jiulin Zen Temple believe."

Jog: "I just talked about the rules of the world. They all have the same origin, but they have changed from time to time to world. However, where is the final path?...What do you ask me about these things, why don't you ask Avtena?" Jog suddenly felt that Feng Junzi said a little too much.

Feng Junzi: "Haha, can you drink more wine if you ask more?... Let me ask you again, when the catastrophe comes, who will the extermination be?"

Yog held the cup and replied proudly: "I tell you - it's a dinosaur!"

Feng Junzi was drinking. When he heard this, he almost choked when he heard it. He pointed at Yog and said, "It's not your style in the past, who did you learn from?"

Yog touched Mo's ear: "It seems like I learned it from Xiaobai."

Feng Junzi: "Bai Shaoliu is your descendant, but he has not officially become a disciple?"

Yog: "Actually, Xiaobai and I are teachers and friends. Without him, I can't get rid of the heart-killing lock. When the third day of the Lunar New Year, I will go to Xiaobai Village to have a look."

Feng Junzi waved his hand: "You should go back and take a look, that's where you have fought."

Yog knocked his arm down: "Feng Junzi, why do you get more and more wrong after drinking? Today I wanted to ask you, why do you ask more strange things than me? How come you look like an immortal?"

Feng Junzi smiled drunk and said, "No need to talk too much to you, there is only the Heavenly Word to talk about again."

Jog: "I heard you set up a fortune teller at the door of the church and talked to a policeman about the heavenly words, saying, "Don't imitate your own heart as the heavenly heart, do not call yourself God in the world, and do not defraud others' faith. These three are heavenly words." Are these true or are you fabricated it yourself?"

Feng Junzi: "After you go down the mountain later, go to Wucheng to find a fruit-selling lady Guan, and you will know the truth or false."

Yog: "Go to the street to find a sister-in-law to ask about the sky? I really have you, I'll go and ask now."

Feng Junzi: "Is it going now? Don't you drink?"

Yog stood up and said, "If you don't drink anymore, you'll be drunk. In fact, the person you really have to wait for today is not me, she is coming soon, I won't disturb you... Finally, I'll ask one question, haven't you been living in the world all the time? How could you know the Heavenly Tenderness? Could it be that I also asked my sister-in-law who sells fruits?"

Feng Junzi picked up the gourd and blew it directly into his mouth, smiling and said, "If I tell you, this heavenly note might have been decided by me, can you believe it?"

Yoge was stunned, stood there and looked at Feng Junzi for a long time, and finally said relieved: "I dare not believe it or I can't believe it. I just think you are talking drunk, but I didn't hear it... I've said goodbye, please accept my bow!"

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Feng Junzi with a teacher's courtesy. Feng Junzi waved his hand: "It's really not easy to accept your worship, go."

After leaving, Feng Junzi sat alone and sipped it carefully, holding the snow gourd in his hand, not like drinking wine, but like drinking tea. His eyes looked at the unknown distance, and he didn't know what he was looking forward to.

"Young Master, the wind in the mountains is cold and the wine in the pot is strong, so it is better to drink less." A woman's words came from behind her, like the sound of nature brought by the gentle mountain breeze.

Feng Junzi put down the wine and stood up, turned around and saw her. The woman was wearing a green classical palace dress, with tall and picturesque hair, and she stood on the flying rocks at some point. It is hard to describe what it feels like to see her. She is very beautiful and very beautiful, but in front of you, you will not only pay attention to her appearance, as if you feel that every grass, tree, peaks and mountains between the world are full of strange charm at this moment. She walked over, like a thousand-year dream awakened by traveling through the world, and like the clearest clouds and smoke among the mountains and rivers.

Feng Junzi was in a daze and just looked at her forgot to answer. The woman was a little embarrassed by him and lowered her head slightly and said, "I heard the young master's argument in Zhaoting Mountain, and I have gained a lot. I will thank you very much."

Feng Junzi pointed to Zhaoting in the distance: "You can hear it so far?" His tone was very gentle, soft and pity.

The woman in green replied slowly, "I am not aware of it. I am not a human being. I am a thousand-year-old vegetarian in the forest of the sacred wood of Zhaoting Mountain. She was blessed by the mountain god. She practiced and formed today and transformed into a form. She heard the prince's argument and came to meet her."

Feng Junzi: "Why do you call me a young master?"

The woman in green: "The mountain god told me that the young master was on Feijin Peak and asked me to see him... Young Master, why are you looking at me like this?"

Feng Junzi didn't answer but muttered to himself: "Seeing you, am I drunk?"

The woman in green: "The young master is indeed drunk in his eyes, and wait for the little girl to cook tea to sober up for you." She waved her skirt sleeves and a table was added to the flying rock. There was a small red mud stove on the table, and there was an exquisite copper pot on the stove, and there was a handful of purple and red cloud sand next to it. She created these things out of thin air like a magic trick, and Feng Junzi looked at her without saying a word, with his eyes getting drunk even stronger.

The water in the pot was rolling and rushing into the purple clay. The woman in green took out a pink and green glaze from her sleeve and poured a cup of tea. Before she knew it, the woman had a fragrant tea around her. The woman served it with her hands: "Young Master, please use tea!... The young master just discussed good and evil with others. She talked about the spiritual communication between plants and trees and the practice of the world. She was a little bit like the little girl, so I would like to thank her for this tea."

Feng Junzi took the pink and green glaze and held the teacup and said, "Actually, we were not talking about good or evil just now."

The woman in green had a question: "Then what are you talking about?"

Feng Junzi said quietly: "The Supreme One says, 'The beginning of the nameless world, the mother of all things'. What we just discussed is all about this sentence... You have been rooted in Zhaoting Mountain for more than a thousand years, the spring breeze turns into rain and leaves turns into mud, and the inspiration of heaven and earth moistens all things. Isn't this also your practice?"

The woman in green: "Today, I have transformed into a physical form. I heard the words of the young master to guide the Supreme Master. I am lucky to meet him."

Feng Junzi: "Can't you remember these things? I don't know someone has explained them in detail to you before."

The woman in green lowered her head: "This is the first time I heard that, no one has told me about it before."

Feng Junzi smiled and said, "It's okay, I can tell you again from the beginning. By the way, what's your name?"

The woman in green looked up: "I don't have a name."

"No, you have a name. This cup of tea was once named after you." After saying this, Feng Junzi looked at her, and she also looked at Feng Junzi, and the people in front of her seemed familiar. A mountain wind blew, touching Feng Junzi's hair. The white hair on his temples and forehead shone in the sun. The silver light was blown away with the wind, flying all over the sky, turning into snow all over the mountains.
Chapter completed!