Zhuo Lingfeng and the old man walked in the eastward direction, and they didn't know how far they walked. Anyway, there was evening mist on the horizon.
Fortunately, this direction was the same as Zhuo Lingfeng's way to Fuzhou, so he just let it go.
When the two arrived at Runing City, they did not go in, but walked around the city.
Five miles outside the city is a three-way road. There is a mountain forest beside the road. In the distance, you can see a small stream passing through the forest.
Zhuo Lingfeng secretly admired that this road was the only way for him to travel eastward. It was really impressive that this person could wait here.
He also saw more than thirty people standing respectfully with their hands hanging and swords scattered outside the forest. All of them had bright eyes, like angry-eyed kings. Even if he knew the identity of the person who invited him, he couldn't help but frown.
Thinking: "This is such a grand event!"
But he couldn't help but feel a little queasy in his heart, because he knew that in his original trajectory, he was always alone with Linghu Chong.
Even if there is a "light bulb", there is only one green bamboo.
But when it comes to him, how much he doesn’t believe in himself!
Zhuo Lingfeng was thinking endlessly and had not reached the edge of the forest when the old man dismounted from his horse. He had no choice but to dismount and lead the horse forward.
Suddenly I heard the melody of the piano in the forest. The sound came with the wind. The sound was very thin and light, but the tone was melancholy and melancholy. It had an indescribable euphemism and seemed to be inexplicably sad.
Zhuo Lingfeng listened silently for a while, his heart swaying uncontrollably and he was overwhelmed with sadness.
He was sad not for himself, let alone for the person playing the piano.
Even if she is the "Holy Aunt" of the Sun and Moon God Sect who holds all the power in the world.
But for people.
To be more precise, it should be the human group.
Regardless of whether people in this world are high or low, capable or powerful, they all seem to be unsatisfied, unsatisfactory, and unhappy!
People are all pursuing what they want, can they get what they want, and will it ever end?
At this moment, he seemed to have gained another understanding of the way of cultivating the mind taught by his master.
Liu Zhengfeng and Quyang are pursuing retirement, can they really get what they want, be happy, and be happy?
People like Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, and Ren Woxing want to dominate the world. They have sacrificed a lot in the process, but are they really happy?
Ren Yingying is only in her twenties. She can decide the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people with just one sentence and has great power. Obviously she is not happy either.
Including the current Zhuo Lingfeng, although he has the fate of time travel and has practiced martial arts, but as the journey of the world begins, he does not feel that he is very happy.
To be more precise, how much unhappiness and wishful thinking are hidden under the happy and wishful thinking are unknown.
Zhuo Lingfeng traveled through ten years and had the thought of enjoying life to the fullest, regardless of life or death, several times.
You must know that if there was no "collection of fortune beads" that gave him a long-lasting thought, he would not have to be so tired and do these extremely risky things.
After all, "contentment is not humiliating", but how can he be contented when he has the opportunity to travel through time?
Then, he cannot be truly chic.
Because without desire, one is strong, and he has something to ask for.
When Zhuo Lingfeng thought about this, he couldn't help but sigh: "A person like Saint Aunt has unspeakable troubles. It seems that it is really difficult for people to be sincere and happy in this life!".
Suddenly there was a "clang" sound, as if one of the strings was broken, and the sound of the piano stopped.
The old man didn't seem to be at all curious about his knowledge of his aunt's identity. He just said slowly: "Do you know Qin?"
Zhuo Lingfeng shook his head: "I don't understand, but I know how to listen!"
The old man's face wrinkled, and he smiled slightly and said: "That's right, my aunt's piano skills are unparalleled in the world. Even people who don't understand music can easily understand the artistic conception."
At this time, there was a faint rhyme in the forest, and the person playing the piano seemed to be replacing the broken strings.
The old man bowed and said: "Auntie, Hero Zhuo is here."
Only a woman's voice in the forest responded in a low voice.
The old man added: "Just now, Tongbai Shuangqi, Mrs. Zhang, You Xun and other eight people tried to snatch the "Evil Sword Manual" but were killed by Zhuo Daxia with one sword."
The group of guards at the edge of the forest couldn't help but stare.
These people are all masters in the heretical world. They all know what it means to kill with one sword.
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled, turned to the old man, and said, "It's important for people to know each other and understand each other's hearts!"
He knew that this was the old man reminding his aunt that he was in danger, but wasn't he a good person?
I didn’t see you being so afraid of Linghu Chong in the original trajectory!
Zhuo Lingfeng cursed in his heart, but the old man met his gaze and said calmly: "But we are not friends yet." He thought to himself: "Although he doesn't know how to play the piano, Tu Shi is extraordinary, and the Quanzhen Sect is really great.
There is a way."
The woman in the forest hummed again, and the sound of the piano also sounded.
I only heard the sound of the piano, which was full of peace and harmony, almost suspicious of the sounds of nature.
Zhuo Lingfeng directly killed eight deviant people with ruthless tactics. Although these people had a way to kill themselves, various things during this period made him feel a little inexplicably irritable, which was also part of the reason.
But as the sound of the piano lingered in my ears, I felt much calmer, and all my worries seemed to drift away with the sound of the piano.
Zhuo Lingfeng didn't know the name of this piece of music, but it was immersive when he heard it. The tune started to change without knowing when, becoming more joyful and lively.
Zhuo Lingfeng seemed to have hallucinations in front of his eyes, as if a pair of close friends were having a deep conversation, and as if his children were happily present and the family was enjoying family happiness.
During this time, he saw a lot more, including his master in this life and his parents in his previous life. The voices, faces, and smiles were vivid in his mind, and they kept echoing in his heart.
When he thought of this, Zhuo Lingfeng felt a sharp pain in his heart, his eyes became hot, and tears came out of his eyes.
Who would have known that the person who traveled through time was a human being.
It not only brought him convenience, but also caused him to lose a lot.
Zhuo Lingfeng's past life did not just pop out of the cracks in the rocks. There were some unforgettable feelings that were forcibly suppressed out of desperation, but there was no one to talk to and nowhere to vent them.
Although Zhuo Lingfeng has deep inner strength, it is not possible for magical powers to completely cut off human emotions. At this time, the magical sound of the piano aroused the strongest emotions deep in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad. If he hadn't lost his mind,
, and taking into account the presence of outsiders, it is not impossible to cry loudly.
For a long time, the sound of the piano became lower and lower, from barely audible to completely silent, and the sound of the piano stopped.
The old man sighed in a low voice: "Only now do I know that no matter how famous you are, no matter how great the Quanzhen Taoism is, you are just a mortal body after all!"
Zhuo Lingfeng also felt like waking up from a dream, his body felt indescribably comfortable, and his energy seemed to flow much more freely, even if it was just an illusion.
In my heart, I couldn't help but secretly sigh that after studying Dharma for many years, my skills in cultivating my character and nourishing my life were still too poor. She said, "Your aunt's piano skills are unparalleled in the world. Zhuo Lingfeng is just an ordinary person, which makes my husband laugh."
As he said this, he felt his face was cold and there were still tears on his face, so he quickly stretched out his sleeves to wipe away his tears.
The old man smiled and said: "If others see what happened just now, they will definitely laugh at the fact that Zhongnan Yifeng cried because of a song. But in my opinion, this is the true nature of a man!
A true man can laugh when he wants, cry when he wants, live when he wants, die when he wants, and be willful and wanton, so that his life in this world will not be wasted."
This sentence is very free and easy to bet on everything, and it is in harmony with Zhuo Lingfeng's temperament. It also coincides with the essence of profound martial arts. I admired it, bowed my hands, and said: "I have a good opinion. Could this song be the legendary ""
"Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra"?"
The old man was startled, but he didn't have time to say anything because there was a sound of a piano in the forest.
The old man bowed and invited Zhuo Lingfeng.
This mountain forest is as peaceful and quiet as the music of the piano just now. Zhuo Lingfeng's Qinggong is exquisite, and the sound of his footsteps on this land is almost inaudible and extremely soft.
The guards didn't come in, and neither did the old man, because the only person they wanted to see was Zhuo Lingfeng.
Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't figure out why the "Holy Aunt" wanted to see him.
The idea of letting him rescue me is impossible even if I have a little bit of logical thinking ability.
Because at this time, Ren Yingying didn't know whether his father was dead or alive, or where he was imprisoned, so how could he save him?
Besides, with his reputation as Zhuo Lingfeng, he is not the same person as the leader of the Demon Cult. How stupid can Ren Yingying be to allow herself to save her?
Is it okay to treat him to a few meals, drinks and sleep with a woman? Is her father so worthless?
Fortunately, he no longer needs to think about this question.
Because the answer is about to be revealed.
There is a pavilion next to a stream deep in the forest. It seems that it has not been repaired for a long time and one corner has collapsed.
There is a new mat spread in the pavilion. There is a table on the table, a burnt-tailed guqin on the table, a stove of incense with green smoke, and a jar of wine.
Of course there was a person sitting in front of the case.
It is no surprise that she is a woman and a very beautiful woman.
Even though she was wearing a very wide plain dress, her head was half-drooped, and there was a piece of gauze on her face, so her appearance could not be fully seen, but even so, just from her slightly exposed eyebrows, and the bright white
The complexion also gives people a graceful and independent look.
At this time, the lazy sunset shines through the mountains and forests, the gentle breeze blows, and the fragrance is refreshing.
But Zhuo Lingfeng sighed, turned around and walked towards the outside of the forest, but a sound as clear as the splash of pearls and jade sounded in his ears: "Master Zhuo, are you afraid of my people, or are you afraid of smoke?
liquor?"
Zhuo Lingfeng did not turn around, he laughed and said: "Why should the majestic Saint Aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect bother me like a little daughter?"
The woman raised her eyes, her eyes were like water, her face was full of brilliance, and she said: "The Quanzhen Sect used to have power all over the world. It is really not trivial. Do you know if I have any secrets in your eyes?"
Then he added: "But even though I am a holy aunt from a divine religion, I am also a little daughter. Can't you see that?
Besides, you came here and turned around and left without saying a word. Besides being afraid of me, what else do you want me to think?"
Zhuo Lingfeng slowly turned around and stared at the other person. Under the sunset, the woman's eyes were shining brightly, just like the moon shining on the cold river and the clouds reflecting on the pond.
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said: "You and I are both sons and daughters of the world, I am not a suave and elegant son of a family, and you are not a harem daughter who never leaves the house.
You invited me here because you think highly of me, and I can come here because you want to give you face.
But I don't want to talk to people wearing masks.
Because such people can be found everywhere in the world, why should I chat with you here?"
Zhuo Lingfeng did feel a little uncomfortable. It was enough for Ren Yingying to see him with a "light bulb", but she also wore a veil. Who was she looking down on?
This kind of psychology has nothing to do with love, it is the same as the literati's contempt for each other.
The saintly aunt looked him up and down with her big, clear eyes, nodded and said, "Although it's rude, it's not unreasonable." Then she took off her veil.
At this moment, the entire mountain forest seemed a little more beautiful.
But I saw that she was less than twenty years old, her facial features were exquisite and flawless, her skin was as pink as snow, and she was fair and translucent.
His life is so detailed and beautiful, as if the Creator had carefully considered it when he created man.
In Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes, the beauty of this woman's appearance was comparable to any beauty he had seen through various channels in his two lifetimes. When it came to skin, her temperament was even better.
With such stunning beauty, it's no wonder that even though Linghu Chong always had his little junior sister in mind, he could still be easily captured by her.
Seeing Zhuo Lingfeng looking straight at her, Saint Aunt didn't know how many thoughts were running through her mind. Her pretty face could have been broken by a blow, but now there was a faint blush, like a piece of clean and smooth suet jade.
.
Zhuo Lingfeng thought to himself: "But it's really confusing. What is this Linghu Chong capable of? If he learns the piano from her, he can make her fall in love secretly!"
Although he didn't have any feelings for Ren Yingying, it could be seen that such a powerful and beautiful woman was easily captured by Linghu Chong, and he subconsciously felt dissatisfied.
Fortunately, he didn't have the idea of trying to pry into someone's corner.
Even if she doesn't know Linghu Chong now and may not interact with Linghu Chong in the future, Zhuo Lingfeng still thinks this way.
Suddenly, Zhuo Lingfeng felt that having a prophet was not necessarily a good thing. He only had a thought in his mind for a moment, and then said: "Beauty is a disaster, if you are honest, I will not be deceived. When the holy aunt wears a veil, she can be regarded as the greatest influence on men in the world."
Protected!"
The Holy Aunt snorted softly and thought to herself: "You know!
But even if I don’t wear a veil, there are not many people in the world who dare to look at me like you do!”
She stood up gracefully, gathered her crotch as a gift, smiled sweetly and said: "Master Zhuo has extraordinary martial arts skills and is famous all over the world. How lucky is this little girl to know about him!"
Zhuo Lingfeng's face turned red, he raised his hands and returned the greeting: "That's ridiculous. I just realized today that my false reputation is nothing compared to Miss Ren."
He is really not being humble.
Not to mention Tongbai Shuangqi, Mrs. Zhang and others gave him a series of demonstrations. He said that he himself also knew that if a right-minded person saw Ren Yingying and didn't say a word, the other party would gouge out his eyes.
Just one word can send people thousands of miles away without daring to turn back. Such power is beyond the reach of Zhuo Lingfeng.
This has nothing to do with martial arts, it's just a pervasive intelligence system.
Although Zhuo Lingfeng's martial arts skills are high, if he wants to kill someone, he must first find the other person. This is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.
But Ren Yingying doesn't have these problems. If she says anything, someone will do things for her.
After hearing this, Saint Aunt's pretty face turned red.
She is not such a coy person, and she has heard such compliments countless times since she was a child.
But who can tell this? Zhuo Lingfeng is not powerful, but he possesses extraordinary martial arts and is famous all over the world. It is an honor to be praised by him.
It's a pity that this expression only lasted for a moment. A glimmer of light flashed in Saint Aunt Jianshui's eyes, and she said coldly: "It's not surprising that you know that I am the Saint Aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect and that my surname is Ren, but how can you
It is quite puzzling to know that the song I played is called "Pure Heart and Universal Good Mantra", and no one else in the world knows about this song except me and my nephew."
The old man was surprised when Zhuo Lingfeng just mentioned the "Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra", and the holy aunt was even more surprised.
This piece of music was composed by her based on the "Pu'an Mantra". It is not a piece of music that is popular in the world at all. Even if outsiders are lucky enough to hear it, they should not know the name of the piece!
Zhuo Lingfeng knew that "Pure Heart and Universal Good Mantra" was used by Ren Yingying to "make" Linghu Chong. He thought it was some famous song in the world, so he casually mentioned it, but he didn't expect it to be like this. He felt ashamed that he didn't know much about the music.
What is the difference between now and when I told Monk Bujie that Yilin was his daughter in Hengyang City?
He tried his best to suppress it, without showing any expression on his face, and said calmly: "I don't think this alone is worth Miss Ren's painstaking efforts to invite me over!"
The saintly aunt seemed to have seen through what he was thinking, and suddenly said: "I heard that you are proficient in seeking immortality and asking for divination, and you once found the daughter of the unruly monk in Hengshan City. Now it seems that you really have the ability to predict the unknown.
"
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Zhuo Lingfeng understood everything instantly. She wanted to find herself because of her teasing about Bujie.
There were a lot of people in the restaurant at that time, and they didn't know what kind of reputation he was being spread around. It was hard to guarantee that he wouldn't be popularized as a "magic stick".
Zhuo Lingfeng let out a long breath, smiled brightly and said: "Although the girl is a woman, she is a hero in the world. She is not inferior to men, how could she believe this nonsense!"
The Holy Aunt said quietly: "When I first heard the news, I dismissed it as nonsense."
Zhuo Lingfeng just wanted to ask: "Why?"
He saw her eyes wandering. Although there was no strange color on her face, there was a flash of fear in her eyes and her body trembled slightly. Although this was slight, Zhuo Lingfeng's sharp eyes captured all of this.
I saw everything clearly.
I saw the holy lady's eyes fixed, looking at Zhuo Lingfeng, and continued: "But the lives of the four elders and fifty masters of our divine sect, I have to believe it.
Now that I see you seeing through my identity directly and shouting the "Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra", I have no choice but to believe it. Maybe you even know my name is Yingying?"
She deliberately emphasized the word "Yingying" and looked carefully at Zhuo Lingfeng's expression. But when Zhuo Lingfeng heard her mention that there were four elders among the people killed in the religious sect, Zhuo Lingfeng was shocked and couldn't help but take a closer look.
Stepping forward, he asked, "Do you know who killed them?"
With these words and expression, Saint Aunt had already concluded that he had really known her name for a long time. She smiled slightly and said, "I have heard that Young Master Zhuo likes to drink, but time is short, so my little sister can only prepare a jar of century-old wine to show off her inner feelings!"
He stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"
First, he leaned forward, facing the coffee table, and sat upright.
Zhuo Lingfeng nodded and said with a smile: "A beautiful woman with good wine, Zhuo is being disrespectful!"
As he spoke, he walked into the pavilion and sat down opposite the holy aunt.
The holy aunt picked the recently broken strings with her green and jade-like little finger. Suddenly her hands flew up, and with a "woo", the guqin in her hand flew into the stream and drifted away.
Zhuo Lingfeng was stunned and didn't understand what he meant, but the holy lady smiled and said: "The piano is like this, let alone the people!"
A flash of cold electricity flashed in Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes, and he thought to himself: "On the outside, she looks like she is talking and laughing, but as the saying goes, the piano is the voice of the heart. If she is not extremely sad in her heart, she will never be able to play the piano that can make me empathize.
Come!
You should go to such a great deal of trouble to find me, a "magic stick", so that you can get information about Ren Woxing.
Now he is deliberately keeping things secret because he wants to exchange news with me.
The little girl’s movie has a lot of thoughtfulness!”
Just as she was thinking to herself, the Holy Aunt smiled and said: "You have traveled for so long and talked so much. You must be a little thirsty. Let me offer you a bowl first!"
"Bo", as soon as she opened the mud seal, Zhuo Lingfeng felt a scent coming to her face. This was not only the mellow smell of wine, but also the rich scent of flowers and grass. It was pure and fragrant. Before it even entered her mouth, she felt
People are as crazy as drunk.
Ren Yingying took out two large blue and white fine porcelain bowls from a bag at hand, picked up the wine jar and poured wine into both bowls, and said: "This is the "Hundred Flowers Wine" that has been stored for hundreds of years. It has been filtered for a long time and the water content has been reduced.
It’s almost gone, and only half of a full jar of wine is left.”
The aroma of the wine already made Zhuo Lingfeng's greedy attack, and when he saw the wine juice, it was as golden as honey, and the color, flavor and aroma were all present.
Ren Yingying poured the wine, handed a bowl to Zhuo Lingfeng and said, "This is yours!"
As he spoke, he picked up his wine bowl, shook it at Zhuo Lingfeng, and drank it all in one gulp. A faint blush appeared on his fair cheeks.
Zhuo Lingfeng laughed: "Good drinker!"
He also picked up his own wine bowl and swallowed it like a whale sucking water. This wine had been chilled. As soon as he drank it, it was extremely refreshing and refreshing.
But suddenly the Dantian felt warm, and a hot and fragrant breath spread around. Every limb and body felt comfortable, and they couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"
Zhuo Lingfeng had endless aftertaste and was about to pour another bowl when Ren Yingying said: "You helped Liu Zhengfeng in Hengshan City, but Qu Yang rebelled and knelt down to you in front of everyone in the world. Everyone knew that he was for
Liu Zhengfeng is grateful for your helping hand, but this incident has also brought great shame to our religious sect, especially making some people very dissatisfied.
The leader of the church has issued an order to take you to Heimu Cliff, whether you live or die, and there is no limit to the means!!"
Zhuo Lingfeng seemed to have just woken up and said with a faint smile: "So the people who were killed in the divine sect came to capture and kill me?"
Ren Yingying nodded and continued: "Five elders and fifty masters, this lineup is enough to deal with masters like the head of Shaolin Wudang.
After all, this is not a normal martial arts competition!"
Zhuo Lingfeng nodded silently. In the original trajectory, the two elders of the Demon Sect, with only a few dozen people, nearly killed the three top masters Linghu Chong, Fang Zheng, and Chongxu in one fell swoop because they occupied a favorable terrain and held poison weapons.
It's easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow. That's not just talk.
Ren Yingying sighed softly: "They changed their clothes and went to Jinzhong, Shanxi Province. Unexpectedly, an old Taoist appeared and annihilated this group of people!"
Zhuo Lingfeng frowned slightly: "Are they five elders or four?"
Ren Yingying said: "Five of them went, four were killed, one escaped, or to be more precise, one was released!
This person's name is Shangguan Yun. On the one hand, he is known as the 'Diaoxia', and the old Taoist said that he should be spared for this name!
And the old Taoist asked him to give Dongfang Bubai a message!"
Thanks to the book friends who finally have time for the reward.