Chapter 71 The wind is like singing on the melancholy road
Late at night, the vast sea is still full of huge waves rolled up by strong winds and rain. Under the dark night, it seems that the sky and the sea have become a world of steaming water vapor.
But in the midst of this flash of lightning, a cry suddenly broke through the roaring sound of the waves. When you looked carefully, it seemed like there were fireworks exploding in the dark mid-air.
Amidst the continuous whine, five colors of divine light suddenly appeared from the swaying flame vortex. For just a flash, the hole illuminated into the shape of five phoenixes and fire gods.
Immediately afterwards, the five phoenixes took advantage of the wind and rain, and when they made space, they transformed into five-colored escaping lights, escaping in different directions.
Swish——!
Until the sound of breaking through the sky was heard, until the roar of the fireworks, the four divine bird fire phases collapsed in the cry.
In the flash of dazzling light, people just realized that the real light was suspended between the dark sky and the earth, and the constantly surging black curtain seemed to be a suspended river flowing.
But at this moment, under the reflection of the last few fireworks, dots of five-color auras reflected from the dark curtain. At first glance, they looked like endless hanging prayer pillars.
When I looked again, in front of the dark curtain, surrounded by the heavy hanging prayer pillars, only the red phoenix was singing, like a shooting star, suddenly passing through the intertwined wind and rain, and finally smashing hard.
It fell on the sea, seemed to be struggling to jump up, was swept by the wind and rain again, and fell hard into the sea for the second time!
A sound broke through the air.
There is no longer any appearance of Huo Feng.
There was no trace of sadness or joy on Danxia's mother's face. She just spoke quietly, like a lonely old man talking about home.
The Tomb of the Three Cave of the Ancient Sword Xiu Ma!
Next, in the huge Taoist palace, the old man and the young man were silent, and no one spoke anymore.
Or if you can show up and talk about it, it would be a good thing if you can talk the grievances away. But if you just block me, fellow Taoist, I am running for Tingchang Mountain! Can you bear the cause and effect of this?"
"The person who killed him was Chunyu Huai! He was from the Chunyu family in Dongshan! Not my Yan family - my surname is Yan! I really - my surname is Yan!"
In an instant, the third elder suddenly shuddered, leaping and spinning in mid-air.
When the voice fell.
Five colors, four colors, three colors...
"So, to bury someone, there must be more than just fire, smoke, and the wanton dancing of witches."
Some gray powder was scattered in the strong wind.
In the whirlwind of the strong wind, the coldness enveloped his whole body. In the flash of lightning, the swaying fireworks turned into candle flames in the wind.
"An ancient book once said that the secret of Phoenix Nirvana is not false. Such rumors are not false. As long as you do this well, grandma promises you that she will teach you the secret method of refining the yin and yang of the physical body!"
With such a scolding, a middle-aged woman's slightly ferocious voice could be heard amidst the chill and evil energy of the water swirling in the wind and waves.
When I heard about the accident in Northern Xinjiang, I thought that when the earth dragon turned over, he had already been buried... So I set off and traveled thousands of miles to see him for the last time and send him on his last journey.
Because of the brightness of the fire, people could clearly see the ferocious face of the middle-aged Taoist.
"Cause and effect... I came here for a cause and effect! To refine the Five Phoenix Demon Flame, you needless to say, you must be a member of the Tingchang Mountain Sect! What I am looking for is also a member of the Tingchang Mountain Sect!
There once was a genius of the Sword Sect who made a mistake. He had been unsuccessful for many years and wasted his time working as a steward in the Demon Suppressing Cave. He just wanted to hide and refused to see anyone from his old days.
I don't know when, but the flickering fireworks had stopped dancing for a long time.
"You know everything!"
In an instant, the third elder's face suddenly turned pale.
"I know everything. I know everything."
The hazy prayer pillars overlapped to form a thick black curtain, and stepping on the flowing black river was a middle-aged woman with gray hair on the temples and wearing a purple robe.
"So? It's not enough to fill in three lives, and now you are asking me to fill in one more life? I know that you have almost gone crazy thinking about starting a sect in these years, but, from ancient times to the present, you Have you ever heard of the Great Holy Land Sect where the founder is alone?"
"People cannot be resurrected after death, so even though I show up, our grudge cannot be settled no matter what!"
"Why did you call me here again?"
When he looked carefully, he saw the third elder of the Yan family rushing out of the sea in a wet and extremely embarrassed state. The moment he stood in the sky, five-color fireworks once again illuminated his side.
After hearing this, Danxia's mother smiled kindly.
Xie Chengqiong raised his hand and faintly touched the third elder's heart.
It was still Mother Danxia's body sitting on the lotus platform, and Chun Yuhuai was still standing in the center of the Taoist hall, looking at Mother Danxia coldly.
At this moment, even the middle-aged woman who was immersed in sadness and melancholy couldn't help but glance at the third elder.
When he looked again, there were no fireworks anywhere. Only the red spiritual light shone around him, enveloping the three elders with stiff and twisted faces, all sealed in the cold ice shell.
Just listening to the voice, it seems that the person is middle-aged, and the slightly hoarse voice is full of the rough traces of the wind and frost, but the person is still standing at the end of the afterglow of grace, and has not completely shown his old age.
"The third youngest of the Yan family died overseas."
The wrinkles between her brows and eyes appeared, as if they were traces of wind blowing over the years.
When he looked behind him where he originally stopped.
"Remember, if you meet my old friend on the Yinming Road, remember to convey that I am Xie Chengqiong, a member of Daocheng Yunji, and I want to teach him that there are still people in this vast world who remember him!"
Hearing these very familiar words, the expression on the third elder's face became more and more ferocious.
"Pindao is the elder of the Keqing of Tingchang Mountain! He belongs to the clans of Dongshan! Looking at your Taoist teachings, from Rengui, yin and yang have been grinding together, and they have been refined into evil spirits. He should be from the Yuanmen great sect. I don't know when you and I were born. Do you have to have a grudge like this with Pindao?
Fellow Taoist, if there is a misunderstanding and you just leave, I can just pretend that nothing happened!
Suddenly, a stream of scorching flames flowed from Jianggong's heart ventricle, a hazy dark red fire, and over time, the remains of the three elders were burned into ashes and dust.
"It is said... that the Earth Master lineage of Yuanmen, whether it is Feng Shui Kanyu, formation formation, or ban, all originated from the Burial Sutra line, and the Burial Sutra line, according to legend, originated from the ancient shaman lineage, which is the mourning of death. It is a compilation of many rituals at that time.”
He quickly took a step forward.
"No, I can't kill this... horse... this horse with three holes!"
It's just destined to disappoint him.
Until the end, only the red fireworks were still wrapping around the third elder's body with difficulty.
At this moment, what the middle-aged woman is holding in her arms with one hand is a slightly tattered wooden board. Under the flickering light of the fire, the mottled ancient seal characters on it can be vaguely seen——
When the words fell, it was like thunder exploding for the last time.
Hearing this, Chunyu Huai raised his eyebrows.
At the end of his words, the voices echoing in all directions suddenly gathered together and sounded faintly behind the third elder.
"My dear girl, is it true that teaching the body's energy and blood affects the soul and thoughts? The two of us are arguing over it, whether it's to fall in love with other people's spiritual objects, or to teach your aunt to break into the mountain, or to run away without telling the whole family.
Go to Lingqiu Mountain... My dear, you have done all of this from scratch, one after another! In Tingchang Mountain, everyone can hate grandma, and everyone can be angry! But only you,
Only you, Chunyu Huai! You have no right to hate! No right to be angry! You have no right to teach me!"
"But the Tingchangshan family has a great business, and I have grown up with Danxia's mother's reputation. Are you going to kill her at the mountain gate? I don't have that ability..."
"The realm is vain!"
Not long after, finally, the voice of Danxia's mother rang out.
When he looked again, there was only a five-color firework spinning in Xie Chengqiong's hand. With a flick of Xie Chengqiong's wrist, it suddenly fell down and turned into five-color smoke and dust, completely dissipating into the night.
When the words fell, the third elder's falcon-like eyes stared past the flames, looking behind the layers of curtains, hoping to see some hazy figure.
"Remember, you must remember what I just said. If you meet on the road of Yinming, you must take the words with you."
"Fellow Taoist Yan, all of this is fate, all is cause and effect, all is disaster!"
When he spoke again, he might have been too cold, and his voice was trembling and very sharp.
Just listening to the hazy voice of vicissitudes of life makes people suddenly feel the sadness of the passing of time for no reason.
The streaks of flames shrieked and dissipated in the coldness.
But who would have thought that I would actually see his tomb in Lingqiu Mountain... Although death is like a lamp going out, all cause and effect disappear, but I am still alive, and his old friends are all alive!
Because of this, I went to Lingqiu Mountain to pay homage to the ancestor of the Yuan Clan and asked for the news. You said it was a coincidence that the person who killed him in the end was a member of the Tingchang Mountain Clan and a member of the Dongshan clan!"
Finally, an extremely sad sigh fell. When I looked again, all the figures, prayer buildings, and curtains in the place had disappeared, as if they had suddenly disappeared in the wind and rain, disappearing in the wind and rain.
invisible.
——
Tingchang Mountain, in the Taoist Palace on the top of the mountain.
Then, there was the voice of the third elder, echoing hard from the wind and rain.
"You...you have been following me for a long time..."
"There will be burials! There will be livestock! There will be sacrificial vessels!"
When he heard this, Xie Chengqiong suddenly smiled.
But from the perspective of the more majestic world, the five-color fireworks above the vast ocean are only small, like a bean-sized candle flame, swaying in the wind and rain, and seem to be completely extinguished in the next moment.
After a brief silence and staring at each other, Chunyu Huai finally asked impatiently.
Suddenly, a woman's voice that was full of vicissitudes of life sounded from all directions.
After hearing this, Chunyu Huai's eyes finally brightened.
"This time I went out to the sea again, intending to look for the swordsman of my old friend, but who would have thought that I would see the Five Phoenix Demon Flame on the Hundred Snake Islands..."
"You keep your word!"
"Grandma talks, and it comes true!"
"Empty words and white teeth don't count! You... need to swear an oath!"
"Okay -! Grandma will give you a vow! I will give you an oath!"