On a cold moonlit night with a vast icy sky, under the snow cliff mountain village of Kunlun, in front of the table in the thatched cottage with the shadow of candles, the scholar Kunlun reads by the light.
When Kunlun was in a hazy sleep, suddenly the sky was filled with seven-colored divine lights, and the goddess of the Nine Heavens descended on the cliff, with a seven-colored divine stone inlaid on her forehead. She had a beautiful face, bright eyes, and was extremely intoxicating.
She is none other than the eighth princess.
Kunlun touched the yellow pages of the book and murmured the words: "Leaning on the dangerous pavilion, hatred is like a fragrant grass, and the luxuriant branches are still alive. After saying goodbye to the green Cong outside the willow, the red sleeves by the water are separated, and I feel sad and secretly surprised. The unexplained God and
Pingting, there is a dream behind the curtain of the moon at night, and the tenderness of the spring breeze is ten miles away. Unexpectedly, the joy gradually follows the flowing water, the sound of the plain strings breaks, the fragrance of the green silk decreases, the flowers are flying in the night, and the remaining rain is misty. It is sold out.
, the oriole crows a few more times... It's like a curtain of dreams, a curtain of dreams! The story of the goddess dreaming of falling into the mortal world is comparable to Zhuang Sheng's dream of dreaming of butterflies!"
Kunlun put down the book, opened the grass gate, dragged the frail body of a mortal scholar, and climbed the mountain and cliff on the steep road made of ice and snow. After looking up and down, he looked at the Eighth Princess who couldn't help but use her power to perform divine arts.
, after saying, "Fairy in the dream, everything is an illusion, Xiaosheng is rude", he actually pressed his hot breath on her tender lips.
She was stunned for a moment, looking at him stupidly with her watery eyes, letting Kunlun suck greedily.
After a long time, she and Kunlun finally came to their senses, and with one palm, Kunlun was knocked off the cliff.
This time she came, she actually came after Fu Xiqin.
According to legend, the Fuxi Qin was made by the mother-in-law Nuwa, who used her body to mend the sky. Fuxi used the remaining crystals and the silk of the Chaos Sky to make it. After Fuxi became the Witness Emperor, his combat power became unimaginable. Unfortunately,
After the death of Emperor Fuxi, no one has awakened it.
Of course, the affinity and induction ability to the Sky-Building Crystal alone plays a very important role in the Sky-Building matter.
After chopping down her palm with the divine magic seal for seizing sacred objects, she chopped down Kunlun and killed him, and at the same time broke the time and space seal outside Fuxi Qin. The incomparably bright and gorgeous divine light shot out dazzlingly, Mu Ye
Instantly as bright as day.
"Ah!" she exclaimed, "Fu Xiqin and him have become one!"
After Kunlun's dark red blood sprayed on Fuxi Qin, Fuxi Qin turned into a stream of light and merged into Kunlun's body. When Fuxi Qin appeared again and straddled in front of Kunlun, Kunlun was no longer the weak one before.
Poor scholar.
"Fairy, don't be afraid. Xiaosheng Kunlun will risk his life to protect you. The gods will stop the gods and the demons will kill the demons!" Facing the overwhelming gods and demons swarming towards her, the scholar Kunlun rushed in front of her, playing the piano and chanting.
A song "Feng Qiwu" was recited: "Singing under the curtain and having a banquet outside the curtain. Although I love the new sound, I don't see it like a flower face. I knock a bunch of beads on the tooth plate, the beams are darkly falling on the glass cup, and the tung tree flowers are deep and the phoenix is alone.
Resentment. Gradually suppressing the distant sky, not letting the clouds disperse. Sitting on the young man can't get used to it, Yushan is cut off before the intestines are turned..."
As the gentle white divine light on the Fuxi Qin flashed, the mysterious ripples of runes rippled like waves, soul-destroying, and the mysterious power that controlled the hearts of all living things exploded, beating the gods, generals and demon commanders who wanted to snatch the Fuxi Qin like a large phoenix perched on a sycamore tree.
fall.
After a successful song, Kunlun took her hand and turned it into a stream of light, shooting through the sky and away from the snow cliff of Kunlun.
There is snow on Cangshan Mountain, the solitary peak is silent, and the icy moon shines with silver light.
Amidst the howling of the snow wolves from time to time, two beautiful tall figures stood side by side, speechless for a long time, letting the wind caress the cold snow and the moonlight.
"Xiaosheng really doesn't know that the dream of falling into the mortal world is not a dream, and the offense against the fairy is definitely not intentional." Kunlun scratched his head, with a look of shame on his face, but said firmly: "If the fairy doesn't mind Xiaosheng's poverty and lowliness, Xiaosheng... Xiaosheng is willing
Be responsible for the fairy’s life.”
She looked at Kunlun's silly look and chuckled. Her heart was already slightly disturbed by Kunlun's firm tone, but thinking about the tragedy of Seventh Sister and Dong Yong, and the tragedy of Weaver Girl and Cowherd, her heart suddenly became cold.
She shook her head, "God cannot tolerate the love between man and god. This love can only be remembered."
Kunlun's tone became even firmer: "If this feeling is forgotten, it will be in vain. The sky cannot tolerate it, and I am moved by the heaven and the earth!"
"Hey, if the sky is affectionate, the sky will also grow old. I'm afraid there will be no choice but to let the flowers fall in the end." She sighed. Although her naughty behavior has always been forgiven and doted on by the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, there are some issues of principle.
, which she cannot touch either.
Kunlun's eyes burst out with a glimmer of light, "A man is determined to die, let's see how he can repair the cracks in the sky!"
Looking at each other, they both smiled, and a word is worth a thousand words, "The first time I saw you, you made me feel so familiar, so familiar..."
"Boom!"
A bright star of the Milky Way pierced the sky, tore through the night sky, and struck directly, revealing the incomparably vast coercion of heaven and earth. Wherever it touched, the time and space of heaven and earth were greatly distorted.
He was caught off guard and fell thousands of feet away after being hit. His flesh and blood were all mangled and he was severely injured.
Queen Mother Star Hairpin!
"The great sage's legacy, Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu!" Fuxi Qin came out as soon as he called it. The scholar Kunlun plucked it casually, and actually played the inherent divine music of Fuxi Qin. The sacred music and mysterious symbols were like a tide, and the ancient world was touched in an instant.
The law, the unparalleled divine power, sways and refracts the domineering power of the star hairpin away.
"Bo!"
"Snapped!"
"Poof!"
The power of divine weapons and magical weapons pierced the sky one after another, striking and killing, hitting the waves of Fu Xiqin's "Great Sage's Legacy". Big explosions shook the world one after another, and mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, broken and ruined elephants appeared everywhere.
, as if the end of the world is coming.
With non-stop attacks, Kunlun continued to retreat. Unknowingly, it had reached the end of the world and was at the edge of Buzhou Mountain.
Although he is one with Fu Xiqin, how can Kunlun, who was just a poor scholar not long ago, stand up to the divine army of ten thousand horses?
The power that originally belonged to the Biluo Huangquan surged out from the crack in the sky, causing scenes from the past to flash up in his memory.
At this moment, this life knows the past life, and the past life knows the present life.
"You are Biluo..."
"You are Huang Quan..."
"How about we stay together in this life?"
"good……"
"Amitabha!" The loud and clear Sanskrit sounds of the Buddha's name filled the air with excitement, and the three thousand Arhats and Bodhisattvas from the Lingshan Mountain came flying together.
Kunlun: "I've always wondered why today's gods and demons, except Huang Quan and Biluo in the past, have no fighting power comparable to the ancient gods and demons. It turns out that the spiritual power of heaven and earth has taken away a lot from your lineage of Buddhas!"
Buddha Tathagata: "Haha, what the donor said makes sense! The duality of gods and demons is too fragile. The third element of the Buddha was born in accordance with the destiny of heaven to build a balance between heaven and earth. This is the destiny to help all living beings be healthy."
Kunlun: "The fate of destiny has nothing to do with me. I just ask that it not interfere with our life together!"
"boom!"
Suddenly, the extremely powerful thunder of the Breath of Destruction burst out from the Sky Mark. The sky pillars of Buzhou Mountain trembled. The cracks in the Sky Mark became bigger and bigger. Hundreds of thousands of years of peace officially began to be shattered.
"No matter what happened to you in your previous life, she is my beloved daughter in this life. How can I allow you, a yellow-tongued brat, to talk nonsense!" The Jade Emperor remained calm in the face of danger. After frowning slightly, he angrily scolded the scholar, but he was full of paternal affection for his beloved daughter.
Gentle: "Daughter, do you still remember what you promised your father?"
"Protect the heaven and earth, protect the common people!" The eighth princess nodded towards the Jade Emperor and said helplessly to Kunlun, "I'm sorry, we can't just leave like this. If the mark in the sky continues to expand, darkness falls, and everything returns to chaos,
How can we have a place to stay?”
Her fingers as warm as jade slipped from Kunlun's palm, and she floated away decisively, standing next to the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor, leaving him alone, facing the three parties of gods, demons, and Buddhas who were eyeing him.
"You...you..." Kunlun stared straight into her eyes for a long time, but did not find a teardrop or a trace of redness. "You have not recovered the memory of your previous life, you have not...is all this a scam? Kunlun Snow
We meet each other on the moon cliff, Fu Xiqin comes out to join me, and then we go to Buzhou Tianhen, recalling my past life and this life... Hahahaha..."
She pursed her lips and smiled, "Father, it's not funny. You got dressed up in such a short time. Did you not act well just now? It must be, it must be!"
"It's my fault, it's my fault! Hahahaha..." The Jade Emperor caressed her head lovingly.
Kunlun's heart was broken, painful, and almost suffocating.
"Roar!" The sky-trembling roar came out. His eyes were as red as blood, and he quickly played the Fuxi Qin. The vast power of the holy sound shattered the void and swept across all directions. Large swaths of gods, demons, and Buddhas fell, limbs were broken, and soldiers and armor were shattered.
Scattered everywhere.
With such power, even the Buddha Tathagata has a very solemn expression.
"Boom!"
At the end of Fuxi's zither music, ten thousand rays of holy light burst out, the strings broke and the zither cracked. A long rainbow of thick essence tore through time and space and went straight into her body.
The seven-colored sacred stone on her forehead emitted a dazzling glow, and the glow burned fiercely. After a while, her figure completely faded away, leaving only a huge sky-repairing stone.
She passed away completely, and before she disappeared into ashes, she raised her eyes to look at him, and a single drop of tears fell from the corner of her eyes.
The majestic and sonorous sound of Fuxi's zither continuously surged out from the sky-repairing stone like huge waves. The colorful flames expanded with the waves and swept across all directions. The remains of fallen gods, demons and Buddhas, as well as broken soldiers and broken armors, were all burned into colorful
The divine energy condenses and becomes part of the Sky Mending Stone.
The Sky-Mending Stones from all over China seemed to be inspired, piercing the sky like brilliant meteors and gathering together.
"Amitabha!"
The Langlang Buddha trumpet sounded, Sanskrit sounds burst out, and the extremely powerful golden flames ignited, and the refining of the Sky-Mending Stone began, and the liquid flow of the Sky-Mending Stone was merged into the Sky Trace to mend the sky.
The gods and demons were shocked to discover that Xiaolingshan, the most powerful weapon of Buddha Tathagata, after burning away the golden outer layer of the seven-colored glow, turned out to be a sky-repairing stone the size of a mountain!
After Xiaoling Mountain injected the traces of the sky, the patching of the sky was completed, and Fuxi Qin turned into a stream of light and stood in front of him again. On Fuxi Qin, the mirror image of her dripping affectionate tears appeared.
The Queen Mother wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and opened her mouth to speak, but Kunlun raised his hand to stop him, "No need to say anything, I understand everything. She has recovered her memory. In order for me to be ruthless and mend the sky, she..."
"What?!!"
After hearing Kunlun's words, all the gods, demons and Buddhas stared with expressions of extreme surprise. They were all dumbfounded, as if they had heard the most unbelievable words in their lives.
Queen Mother: "Could it be that... you, who was once a great demon, are willing to sacrifice your time with her to mend the cracks in the sky?"
"I drink wine at night by the east fence, lying drunk on the Kunlun Rock. It's cold in October, but it seems like fireworks in March. I call myself an outsider, and I play the piano in loneliness. My dreams are prosperous, and my spring dream is ripe... It seems like my dream has fallen into the world of mortals. Now I wake up from the dream, but my heart is broken.
Dream. The song of dreaming of falling in the world of mortals, the song of blue falling of Huangquan, the sound continues for thousands of years. The sun is still young, the night is still young, when will the lonely tears of young people end?" Kunlun did not answer, just smiled miserably, fell a drop of infatuated tear, and chanted music
A song played on the piano. "Demons also have feelings, and demons also have ways. Even if they are demons, they still have things to protect! Tathagata Buddha, who was born in Kunlun, can he stay in Guyue Cliff outside Leiyin Temple in the future and serve as a Buddhist Sanskrit music teacher?"
"
"Amitabha, how good it is, how good it is! The blue sky above and the yellow spring below are nowhere to be seen..."
Outside the Leiyin Temple, on the Guyue Cliff, a poor scholar plays the strings of his musical instrument, dreaming of singing in the world of mortals and singing in the underworld. The sound continues for thousands of years. The sun is still young, the night is still young, when will the lonely tears of Weiyang end?
The brilliance of the Han Star Void Star Mirror was gone, and the hall was extremely silent.
In the mirror image of this ancient anecdote, what is extremely shocking is not Du Yitian who holds a simple sword in his hand, rides a war beast, and kills the blue-falling underworld, but the scholar and Yan Chen whose appearance is almost the same, the eighth princess of heaven.
The appearance is almost the same as Suxi!
Is this fate again?
Is this reincarnation again?
Whether it's fate or reincarnation, many things are no longer the same.
Reincarnation will not be a simple repetition of history.
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