With this smile, everything is fine, the mountains and rivers remain the same...!
Only the Milky Way rises and falls, and thousands of stars fly by...
In a distant place, on a planet called Earth, there is a mountain city surrounded by rivers and filled with aura: Jinling.
In the middle of the city, there is a huge lake. There is a not very big lotus platform in the lake. There is a small island on the lotus platform: called Riyue Island.
There is a small pavilion with a thatched roof on the island, and the pavilion is named: Mingyue Pavilion.
At this time, in the Mingyue Pavilion, sitting around the table were an old monk, a gentle and elegant scholar, an old ghost, a sloppy old Taoist priest, and a down-and-out scholar.
Next to a few people, a clever little devil was busy refilling tea and water for them.
The three of them looked up at the sky, counting the stars, shaking their heads and sighing from time to time.
"Old monk, tell me: Have there been a lot of stars missing from the sky over the years? It feels like there are fewer and fewer stars! Could it be that there are stars?"
The old ghost was licking his melon seeds, looking at dozens of meteors falling rapidly in the sky, and said in a low voice.
"The sea of stars is vast, and the lives of stars are just like human lives. Even if you drink water, fart and eat melon seeds, you will die! Things will inevitably reverse when they reach their extremes. Isn't this the theory of your Dao? What does the difficulty of the universe and stars have to do with you? Why do you need to do such boring and unfounded things?
?Eat your melon seeds."
The old monk doesn't practice Zen, but talks in plain language.
"One side of the mountains and rivers nourishes the other side of the sky and the earth, the four seasons reincarnate, the vegetation and the autumn, the sun and the moon shine in the depths of the nebula, and the stars are like us cultivating our hearts and minds. As long as the soul of the sky continues, thousands of stars will eventually return to the Lord, and the bright moon will shine in the sky, and the starry sky will be bright, young
A few stars are like a drop in the ocean, nothing worth mentioning. Drink tea, everyone."
The scholar glanced at the nebulae falling on the horizon, smiled slightly, and said.
"It's not like you brought down such a star lake, so that the green eye in the depths of the star sea accidentally took a look at it. After paying more attention, a grain of red dust stained her starry eye, and finally awakened her thousands of sleeping stars.
Is the bottom line of desire for ten thousand years causing trouble? Forget it, forget it! Everything is God's will. Drink tea, drink tea."
The old Taoist priest glanced at the poor scholar and said with a smile.
"What the teacher said, if the Green Star Lord has no distracting thoughts in her heart, what does this mirror of mortals that I left behind as fireworks in the world have to do with her? It's her turn to cause trouble in the star sea, but she can't blame this on the disciples.
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The scholar waved his hand helplessly and explained quickly.
"It is true that the fight between the Secretary and the Green Star Lord cannot be blamed on us cultivators of the Three Realms and Five Elements. Although the mirror of the lake has indeed taken away some of the good fortune of the world, the Jin family has not died long ago.
Are you done? Forget it, forget it! Old Taoist priest, please stop complaining! Where can I find such a good disciple?"
The elegant man said to the old Taoist priest with a smile.
"That's it, that's it! Drink tea, drink tea! When the moon passes over Dongshan, let's play in the clouds for nine days."
The old Taoist priest finished speaking with a smile, drank all the tea in the cup, and shouted to the little devil to quickly fill it up without caring at all.
The little ghost head poured half the cup obediently. When he saw the old Taoist priest squinting at him, he looked helplessly at the old ghost head asking for help.
"It's all over the place, it's all over the place! Full of tea to deceive others, that's what the idiots in the world of mortals say, it doesn't belong to us in the White Clouds."
The old ghost smiled and said to the little ghost.
After a messy tea ceremony, the old Taoist priest stood up first, waved his long sleeves, and laughed: "Let's go, let's go back to our homes and find our mothers! The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and all the stars are fine.
Let’s come back to our hometown under the moon in Jinling to talk about it.”
After saying that, he turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared into the sea of clouds.
The other few people also disappeared instantly without a trace.
Look toward the sky and all the way to the west.
The sea of clouds is swaying, and in the distant sky, meteors are flying short and long, falling like rain flakes one after another.
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At the east gate of Tianjie, the Emperor of Heaven walked out of the Lingxiao Palace alone, wandering by the Tiandong Yun Lake with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, an old Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere in the cloud lake and followed him silently.
By the Lake of Clouds, one behind the other, there were two old men carrying heavy burdens who had dominated the Three Realms for thousands of years.
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In the Nine-Tian Expeditionary Army, the clone of Xiaoxian Ling, the handsome flag of the sun, moon and blue sky, was flying in the wind, shining brightly.
The four ghostly sisters, Yi Xingjun, were completely destroyed by Xiao Moyin's spicy tricks. They turned into thousands of stars, fell from the sky, and fell into the depths of the nine-sky sea of clouds. A few strands of their star souls were floating and helpless.
Wuyou swallowed pitifully, walked around the side of Xuntian boy, and went straight to the black hole, disappearing without a trace without a sound.
The stupid nine-headed and eighteen-armed giant Xuntian boy suppressed his anger and closed his eyes slightly. Starlight flashed on his face, and his murderous aura was erratic.
"Xuntian, I want to remind you that you are the Marshal of the Chinese Army and the Great Protector! Don't break the rules. The main combat force this time, arranged by the Great Lord, is our Right Army Star Sea War God Star Demon team. Your main responsibility is to protect
Coach, this is not a war!"
A gentle and elegant white-faced scholar waved his Liuyun fan and walked out from Xuntian's side in an unhurried manner. He smiled and reminded Xuntian, the weirdo who was already furious but pretended not to care, and said.
"God Demon Star Lord, you...!"
Xuntian's nine heads and eighteen star eyes all stared at the arrogant little scholar in front of him, and he drank fiercely with nine big mouths and said:
"Xuntian! The word "color" is like a knife to the head. It's time for you to wake up. The main battle is originally Xiao Chiyou's mission. Don't be stubborn anymore! Return to the team."
Xun You, who was behind the Rakshasa girl and the girl in green clothes, listened to the mild warning from the God and Demon Star Lord, and immediately pressed the Xuntian Yuanshen's shoulder, stopped him angrily, and shouted neatly
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"That's a long way to go. I don't mind your little devil's fight. Who will come?"
Standing in front of the Muyun Beast, Xiao Moyin, whose fighting spirit had not diminished at all, couldn't help but burst into laughter and asked loudly.
"Noisy! It's just a worm, it doesn't know whether to live or die."
The white-faced scholar Liuyun flicked his fan, and a flawless white fishnet-like light flashed through, and the little magic sound disappeared silently.
On the Liuyun fan in his hand, a landscape painting appeared among the original fan blades shrouded in clouds and mist: in the painting, a cute little girl was dancing a knife with one hand and playing the piano with the other. How strange!
It looks like he is dancing, but in fact he is struggling to death!
However, the little Liuyun Fan seemed to have no ripples at all, it was just slowly fanning back and forth once or twice in the hand of the white-faced scholar.
Mu Yun's face was solemn, and the Mu Yun Divine Whip in his hand was like stars, and it immediately became mottled, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Who are you? Tell me your name, and the nameless people will not die in my hands."
Forced to calm down, Muyun Beast looked at the smiling scholar across from him and asked coldly.
"Ah, could it be the legendary wormhole god and demon Xingjun! Starnet No. 1?"
The little porcupine, whose eyes were filled with tears, glanced at the white-faced scholar and howled uncontrollably.
He was so devastated that he almost rushed out without hesitation.
A thick and warm big hand pressed firmly on his shoulder, like a mountain pressing down on him, making him unable to move and helpless.
The Muyun Beast's face was pale, its starry eyes were shining fiercely, and it was looking at the person opposite without any distractions.
"Don't get angry, or you will lose if you get angry!"
The white-faced scholar looked at Muyun Beast with a smile, a little calm and relaxed.