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Chapter 397: The Farthest Star

Walking along the desolate road for a long time makes me feel sad.

There are no fireworks in all directions, but woods and hills.

The walls of the city are covered with thorns, and the paths have nowhere to go.

There are vast marshes under the Pu River, and there are long streams among the reeds.

The cool breeze blows at dusk and my boat drifts gracefully.

The cicadas are chirping in the trees, and the storks are flying in the sky.

The guest is so sad that he can't hold back his tears.

Entering the border of Qiao County, people's worries are relieved.

The crow of cocks reaches the four realms, and millet and millet fill the entire territory.

The mansion is full of mansions, and the village is full of ladies and gentlemen.

Since it is not a country of sages, who can enjoy such a rest?

The poet is in a beautiful land, and even though he is a guest, he is still willing to stay.

——"Poetry on Joining the Army" by Wang Can (Han Dynasty)



Wu Zhao said to Bai Fu: "This is why Li Longji has always had a grudge against you. If you become the next Deng Bi, how will he tolerate it?"

After Wu Zhao finished speaking, Bai Fu and Li Xuexuan were dumbfounded.

Bai Fuyuan thought about how brave his master Qingxuan, the leader of the Tang Dynasty, was when he single-handedly challenged the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty! He was a hero who was unparalleled and fascinating.

Li Xuexuan felt differently.

It was only today that Li Xuexuan fully understood the past events of her parents, and also understood why her master often sighed when the moon was as cold as water.

Emotional entanglement makes no one happy, including father, mother and master. It can be seen that love is the first of the eight sufferings in life, making people trapped in the world of mortals and unable to escape.



In the next two days, Wu Fu talked about a lot of past events, including the ways of governing the country and the philosophy of life, which greatly benefited Bai Li and the two of them.

The past is like smoke, Wu Fu sighed: "Life is just a big fuss and then drifts away."



The night before leaving, after dinner, Wu Zhao took Bai Li and the two of them into the temple and invited the eminent monk Bai Mei to give sermons to them.

Wu Zhao took out a treasure box from the Buddhist niche and handed it to Li Xuexuan, saying: "The scripture contained in the box is the only copy of the Diamond Sutra of Conquering Demons. It was translated by Master Xuanzang based on the Bayeux Sutra brought from Tianzhu.

"The Diamond Sutra of Subduing Demons" is the supreme and supreme treasure of Buddhism. It is profound and mysterious and contains the infinite magic power and vast supernatural powers of the Buddha.

Today I pass on this sutra to you, and ask the founder of Zen Buddhism to spread the Dharma to you both. I hope that you can practice it throughout your life, understand your mind and nature, transcend the three realms, and obtain the supreme Dharma door.

Fu'er, you have entered the Ninth Cauldron Pill into your body. While practicing with it, you must also prevent being deceived by it. Practicing the "Vajra Sutra of Subduing Demons" from time to time, with continuous practice every day, can help you stick to the Taoist heart and slay demons.

magic."

Bai and Li hurriedly agreed.

The white-browed eminent monk nodded, sat cross-legged on a futon, lectured on the sutra and explained its meaning to the two of them.



Early the next morning, Bai and Li bid farewell to Wu Fu. Li Xuexuan knelt in Wu Fu's arms and burst into tears.

Following the instructions of the attendant, the two of them stepped out of the sinkhole from the "Line of Sky" canyon on one side of the valley. The shape of this "Line of Sky" is also very mysterious, just like a koi leaping from the lake into the blue sky. It is indeed the dragon Xingzhi.

land.

Although it had only been three days since Bai and Li entered the Tiankeng, it felt like a lifetime ago.

After the two people came out of the valley, they looked back at the mouth of the canyon. The cliff at the mouth of the canyon is like the face of a giant ape. The two caves on the mountain are the deep eyes of the giant ape, overlooking Chang'an. The protruding rock walls are like the cheeks of the giant ape. They are majestic and vast, with ambitions.

Thousands of miles.

"The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains." Wu Zhao chose this place to live in seclusion because his ambition was lofty.

Many years later, this place was renamed "Wulong" to commemorate the empress Zetian who practiced here. Unfortunately, the local people no longer know the origin of the place name.



Walking out of the "Tianfu Guanyi" post station, you walk onto the official road. In front of you is a bifurcated road, one leading to Yuzhou, and the other turning back to Yizhou. On both sides of the official road, bamboo forests are lush and swaying in the wind.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the sky was filled with colorful clouds. The wind blew through the bamboo forest, and it felt cool.

After looking at each other, Li Xuexuan sighed softly: "Brother Fu, after learning about the past, I have been feeling sad these days. I miss Master and Emei. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you out of Shu anymore."

Bai Fu hesitated to speak, but finally summoned up the courage to express his feelings and said: "Junior sister Li, I... the road to Shu is long, and I want to be with you in this life!"

Li Xuexuan avoided Bai Fu's gaze, lowered her head and remained silent.

Bai Fu hesitated for a moment and then spoke after a long time. He told Li Xuexuan's birthday that the Water Fire Prisoner Dragon Sword he had given him was stolen by Yang Yichan.

Bai Fu's eyes were blazing and his words were sincere, and he said: "Junior Sister Li, I have already missed you once, and I don't want to lose you again."

Li Xuexuan sighed softly, tears flashing in his eyes: "Brother Fu, maybe this is fate, let us be destined to be destined. After my birthday that year, I made a solemn oath in front of the Buddha to convert to Buddhism, and I will be a blue lamp in this life.

Ancient Buddha.”

Bai Fu felt bitter in his heart and tried to persuade him.

Li Xuexuan shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes, and said: "Senior Brother Fu, it is not easy for me to make this decision. You... please don't force me anymore."

Bai Fu was as dumb as a stone sculpture, at a loss as to what to do, despite the lightning and thunder in his heart and the torrential rain.

Li Xuexuan burst into tears and felt like a knife was piercing her heart. She secretly said: "Brother Fu, I have no choice but to stop you. I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself and wander around the world with you, no matter what..."

The two stared at each other for a long time, speechless, with tears streaming down their cheeks.



After a long time, Li Xuexuan was the first to break the silence. She looked up at Bai Fu and said, "The road to Shu is difficult and dangerous, brother Fu, take care!"

Bai Fu nodded, looked at Li Xuexuan lovingly, and said: "Junior Sister Li, I am going to join the army. My future is uncertain, and I don't know when or what month I will return to Qingcheng.

If you have the opportunity, please visit Master's grave for me and offer incense. I will fulfill his long-cherished wish for him."

The two were reluctant to leave and couldn't bear to say goodbye.

As the sun set, Li Xuexuan walked westward alone along the plank road with two horses. Bai Fu watched Li Xuexuan go further and further away, his figure became thin and thin, and finally left his sight and disappeared into the vast forest...

Bai Fu got on his horse, the autumn wind rustled, the sword chirped, and the man and horse lingered for a long time, refusing to leave.

Bai Fu's eyes were firm and resolute, he clamped his horse's belly, and the man stood upright in the strong wind, and with a neighing sound, he flew away.



As soon as Li Xuexuan left, Bai Fu lost his soul and felt empty all day long. For several days in a row, he didn't say a word, just one person and two horses, immersed in driving.

A few days later, we arrived in Yuzhou, where we boarded a boat and sailed down the Yangtze River.

The Dajiang Gang disciples had been waiting at the dock for a long time, leading the boat and settling Bai Fu properly.

Untie the cables, hoist the sails, and the big ship of the Dajiang Gang sails away, heading for the distance.



At dusk, Bai Fu was sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, looking at the sky. The river wind was passing by, and the stars in the sky were blowing towards his face.

Bai Fu stroked the Xuantie thick-backed sword with his hand and was filled with emotions. When Dugu Sword Demon taught him his sword skills, he almost refused the sword demon's kindness because he was good at sword skills.

The thumb of my right hand is broken and I can no longer use the sword. I am still in the process of getting familiar with the sword with my left hand and am not yet proficient. If I meet a master, the outcome is uncertain.

The sword technique follows the path of fierceness and dominance. Compared with the sword technique, the moves are simple, the emphasis is on practicality, and there are far fewer bells and whistles. The right thumb is incomplete, which has a much smaller impact on the performance of the sword technique.

Bai Fu didn't learn many sword skills. He could only reduce the complex moves into simplicity, turn the virtual into the real, and use them for reference.

Bai Fu imitated Li Hentian and practiced the sword skills he imagined in his mind. The night was like a blue velvet curtain, and Bai Fu transformed into two people, jumping around on the curtain, slashing and stabbing.

When he meditated to the peak, the "hurricane soul-destroying" sword intention appeared in his mind. Bai Fu felt that his whole body was full of power and could not be restrained. Bai Fu jumped up, like a god coming to earth, holding up the black iron thick-backed sword with both hands, and slashed in the air with one strike.

Down.

The true energy of Xunkan Erding came out of the sword, and a water line appeared on the river, like a shark fin rushing through the waves, cutting through thorns and thorns. Wherever the blade pointed, it was invincible!


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