The Zuowang Peak of Huashan Mountain is covered with snow, and the trees are covered with silver, making it look like a world of ice and snow. The suspension bridge across the canyon is constantly swaying in the cold wind, which makes people feel chilly.
At this time, a man walked on the suspension bridge. He was wearing a green robe fluttering in the cold wind. He was young but had a head full of white hair, as straight as frost and snow. He turned out to be Li Qianmo.
He walked across the suspension bridge and stepped on the snow on Zuowang Peak, which made a "crunching" sound. At the same time, the snow on a pine tree not far away also fell "clattering".
"This seems to be the place where I achieved enlightenment..." Li Qianmo looked around and muttered to himself blankly, "Why am I here?"
After returning to Taixu Universe, he arrived here unknowingly. He didn't know why. He walked on the snow and looked around. He soon found a tomb in front of him. When he stepped forward and took a look, he saw the inscription on the tombstone.
Author of "The Tomb of the Beloved Wife Peacock - Li Qian Moli."
Li Qianmo was surprised when he saw this and said: "Is this my wife's tomb? Or is it a monument erected by me? My wife's name is Peacock? Why don't I remember it at all?" His heart was suddenly full of doubts, and he looked at the tombstone.
The handwriting was indeed his own handwriting and no one could imitate it, but he really had no impression of it at all.
Although he is already the peerless master of the nine heavens, his memory has been stripped away by himself, and it is impossible to remember the peacock. This is really a great tragedy.
This tombstone touched him greatly. He tried his best to recall it, but his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything. After a long time, he felt irritable, held his head and raised his head to the sky, shouting: "Who can tell me what the end of all this is?"
What’s going on!”
"What's going on...what's going on..." His cry echoed over and over again in the empty valley for a long time.
After the echo dissipated, a snow lotus in full bloom on the mountain wall not far away suddenly gave off a bright light and a wave of energy. Li Qianmo naturally noticed it, walked over quickly, and stared at the snow lotus carefully.
Not long after, there seemed to be a stream of light smoke floating out of the snow lotus, mixed with white light, slowly gathering and dispersing in the air, and finally formed a person. I saw this person with white clothes and black hair, eyes as bright as stars, and double eyebrows.
The temples look exactly like me.
This person who looked exactly like Li Qianmo appeared and smiled at him and said, "Do you want to know what's going on? I can answer it for you."
"Who are you? How come you look the same as me?" Li Qianmo frowned at him and asked coldly.
The man in white smiled lightly and said, "To be precise, I am you."
"You bastard!" Li Qianmo glared and yelled, "There is only one me in this world!"
The man in white nodded and smiled: "There is indeed only one you, I am just a part of your body."
Li Qianmo looked at him again after hearing this, and finally understood, saying: "You are my spiritual thought, right? Why don't I remember that I left you such a spiritual thought?"
The man in white shook his head and said: "I am not your spirit, I am only half of your memory. The reason why you forget many things is because that part of your memory is with me."
"Where are my memories with you?" Li Qianmo frowned when he heard this. Although he was confused, he seemed to believe what he said.
The man in white looked up at the sky, sighed, and said: "You are the only one in the sky, so your life is destined to be extraordinary. The road to becoming a strong man is always rugged. When you have not yet achieved your magical powers, your two
Master, your confidante, many of the people around you who care about you have died because of you. You are born to value love and justice, so you are determined to attain enlightenment and want to save them with great power."
Li Qianmo listened to his story and believed it. He frowned and asked, "If I care about them so much, why don't I remember them at all?"
The man in white smiled bitterly when he heard the words, shook his head and sighed: "Because of the way of heaven, you have touched the law of time. This is a taboo of the way of heaven. The way of heaven suppresses you and prevents you from proving the way. In order to prove the way and save people, you did not hesitate to cut off all the ties of love and use your soul.
The peeling method peeled off all the memories about the word "love", that is, me. Originally, I would dissipate in the universe, but who knew that the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus sitting on the Forgetting Peak has become spiritual and absorbed all of me.
Only when we gather together and never separate can I stand in front of you and talk to you. I never thought that I would be able to talk to you face to face in this life. Now that I think about it, it feels like a lifetime ago." At this point, he raised his head and sighed again.
After listening to his words, Li Qianmo nodded and pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and asked: "You said I want to save people, but who do I want to save?"
The man in white said: "There is a jade mirror in your Dantian. That jade mirror was left before you forgot your love. You can go and see it yourself."
Upon hearing this, Li Qianmo immediately used his spiritual consciousness to explore his Dantian, and sure enough he found a small jade mirror suspended above the sea of qi. Because it was too small, he never noticed it. He probed his spiritual consciousness into the jade mirror, and immediately heard himself
The voice came: "In order to save those people who are very important to me, I must cut off all the ties of love today, and then I will say, I may never remember them again in the future, nor will I remember to save them.
So I left this jade mirror to remind myself after my enlightenment that my mentor Yuan Daozhen blew up the wheel of life and died in order to save me. Chu Chu also died in order to save me. Ling Dang was born with a strange disease and cannot have children, otherwise she will die.
She died giving birth to my daughter Fan Qingli, and the peacock..."
Listening to his own voice, Li Qianmo was shocked in his heart. He finally knew that all this was true. So many people had sacrificed for him in the past. How much love it was. But now he didn't remember it at all. Suddenly, he felt...
He felt a trace of guilt about why he could forget such a heavy relationship. Even with this jade mirror to remind him, he couldn't remember a single bit.
But there was nothing he could do about it. His memory had already left his body, so how could he remember them?
Li Qianmo stood there with a complicated expression and was silent for a long time. Finally, he raised his head and said slowly: "Don't worry, I will revive them all."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky. Divine light burst out in his eyes, penetrating the sky. A moment later, bright lights suddenly came out of the peacock's tomb, gathered together, and slowly formed a figure, slim and beautiful, and finally the light dispersed.
When I went there, I saw the peacock standing there, looking at Li Qianmo in astonishment, covering his mouth and exclaiming: "Why...how can there be two Qianmo!"
Li Qianmo turned around and smiled at him and said, "I'm not Li Qianmo, he is." He pointed at Li Qianmo in white.
Li Qianmo in white was stunned when he heard this, and sighed with a wry smile: "Don't be joking, I am just a part of your memory, you are..."
Li Qianmo raised his hand to interrupt him and said solemnly: "You are Li Qianmo." As he said that, he stretched out his finger and placed it between his eyebrows. The fluorescence all over Li Qianmo's body in white clothes suddenly dissipated, and his originally illusory body gradually turned into reality.
"This..." Li Qianmo in white looked at his body in surprise, a bit dumbfounded.
Li Qianmo smiled lightly and said: "You are a memory. I will give you a physical body now. You have my memory, and you will take care of those who care about me on my behalf."
Li Qianmo, who was dressed in white, was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and said: "I am you, aren't I?"
Li Qianmo smiled meaningfully at him, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder and said: "I have also rescued the others and notified them to come here. You only need to wait here."
"What about you?" Li Qianmo in white looked at him blankly.
"Me?" Li Qianmo turned around, took two steps, and sighed, "I don't know, I won't stay here anyway, Taixuan Taixu is so big, there is no place for me, so you don't have to worry.
"After that, he walked towards the suspension bridge, as if he was about to leave.
Li Qianmo in white looked at his retreating back, a little desolate, and felt very unhappy in his heart. When Li Qianmo stepped onto the suspension bridge, his song suddenly rang out: "He who is heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things, time, the passerby of generations.
, and the floating life is like a dream, how much joy is there?"
Li Qianmo in white was shocked when he heard this, and he felt something in his heart, and he sang loudly: "Afraid of wasted years, afraid of light and darkness, greedy for life and evil, seeking immortality. Fighting against all races, cutting off love threads, the bumpy road to heaven, how many heroes
Turned into bones, when I look back, I realize that everything was wrong. Heaven is nothingness! Tao is nothingness!"
The two of them both had an enlightenment at the last moment of their separation. What they understood was not the Tao, but life. The poem said that cultivating the Tao is a wrong path. Not to mention it is extremely dangerous. If you practice it, you will lose the emotions that ordinary people should have. It is better to be with them.
Get together with the people you like and enjoy yourself in the moment. Life is just a big dream, so why live so hard and tiring.
When Li Qianmo's figure gradually disappeared on the suspension bridge, the peacock came to Li Qianmo in white. The two looked at each other and didn't speak for a long time. Even though they didn't say a word, they seemed to be connected. At the same time, they stretched out their hands to hold each other.
, affectionate.
The two people's faces were getting closer and closer, and their mouths were about to touch. Suddenly, a clear and beautiful voice was heard: "Li Qianmo!"
Li Qianmo in white was startled when he heard this. He quickly let go of the peacock and took three steps back. Then he turned his head and looked into the air. What was incredible was that he actually saw Yao Guanghan, and he was with a young man with handsome features.
Flying side by side.
Yao Guanghan brought the young man to the white-clothed Li Qianmo and landed in front of him. He turned to the young man and said, "Qiu Yu, this is your father."
When the young man heard this, without saying a word, he knelt down on the ground with a plop and kowtowed to Li Qianmo. There was a "dong dong" sound, and he shouted: "My little boy, Li Qiuyu, kowtow to your father."
Li Qianmo hurriedly went up to help him up, and said with a guilty look on his face: "Good boy, you don't have to be like this."
Li Qiuyu looked up at Li Qianmo, his eyes full of joy.
They were enjoying their family reunion when the peacock suddenly came to Li Qianmo in white and yelled with an angry look on his face: "Li Qianmo, what's going on? Where did you get such a beautiful Taoist monk with such a big son!"
Only then did Li Qianmo in white remember that the peacock was still around, and he suddenly burst into tears and began to think about how to explain this to the peacock.
In Nanfangbu Prefecture, above the Erhai Lake in Cangshan Mountain, a figure is holding a wine pot, pedaling on the mountain road, meandering. This man is young, with green clothes and white hair, and he is Li Qianmo himself.
After he left Huashan, he was alone and alone, so he fell in love with the mountains and rivers and visited famous mountains and rivers. The beautiful scenery of Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake is a scenic spot in Nanfangbu Prefecture, and it is naturally one of his destinations to enjoy the scenery.
After climbing to the top of the mountain, Li Qianmo looked at the beautiful scenery at the bottom of the mountain. He was in a good mood. He took a sip of wine, took a long breath, and chanted loudly: "I will be at the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains at a glance. The ancients are honest and don't bully me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a snow-white figure floating in the distance. It was a master, and he was actually the cultivation base of Zhenjun.
The true king arrived very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he was an astonishingly beautiful woman. She was actually Chu Xingyao. A white paper crane was flying in front of Chu Xingyao, as if leading her the way.
The paper crane flew in front of Li Qianmo, circled around him twice, and then returned to Chu Xingyao. Chu Xingyao had just landed and stretched out his slender hands to catch it and put it away.
Li Qianmo looked at the beautiful Chu Xingyao, and a picture went through his mind. It was in a small village called Qinghe Village. There was a home. The male owner was himself, and the female owner was this beautiful woman in front of him.
Chen woman, her name is Chu Xingyao.
This memory has always been hidden deep in his heart, and even he himself has not found it. It is precisely because of this that he has escaped the soul stripping and preserved it. Now that he sees Chu Xingyao again, this memory comes to his mind.
Just when Chu Xingyao was about to step forward to talk to Li Qianmo, Li Qianmo had already stepped in front of her and hugged her tightly. Chu Xingyao was surprised and happy, and laughed excitedly: "You... you are...
What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Li Qianmo kissed her forehead lightly, looked at her with a smile, and said, "My dear wife, Chu Xingyao."