Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 213. 212.
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Golden light, layer by layer.

Peaceful and clear.

Clear and transparent.

On this snowy night, the clouds in the sky were disturbed, rippling in all directions little by little.

The woman who tapped her toes on the top of the pavilion in the center of the lake stared at the sky without saying a word.

Let that circle of light spread in all directions.

I don't know how much the night sky is lit up.

I don't know how many people's dreams have been disturbed.

She was silent.

But after Xue Rulong looked at it intently for a while, a trace of doubt gradually appeared in his eyes.

He looked up.

On a snowy night, with dark candles and golden lights, under the clouds, the stunning woman seemed to be born into the world like a mysterious girl from the nine heavens.

"grown ups."

He said:
"This light is a bit strange. It is so majestic, it even caused a vision of heaven and earth... At first glance, I thought there was a secret treasure born, or a great power came... But now I feel it, the grade is not high."

Then, he closed his eyes for a few more breaths, and frowned slightly:
"One is not a trick and the other is not a treasure. The qi in the light is exceptionally pure, without any thoughts of others. The golden light is peaceful, but it does not have the meaning of mercy. On the contrary, it looks more like a quiet and inactive Taoist sect... Could it be a national teacher? Those high-achieving disciples have made a breakthrough?"

Originally, the woman didn't speak, and she didn't seem to intend to respond.

But after hearing this, the corner of her mouth showed a slight arc of disdain:

"Just a few of them can't attract this vision of heaven and earth."

"...?"

Xue Rulong was taken aback again...

"Could it be that the adults already know what's going on?"

"I couldn't guess it just now, but after you said that, I probably guessed it."

The woman floated down from the top of the pavilion, with a touch of regret in her eyes.

"I've seen this golden light before."

"..."

Xue Rulong was puzzled, but she didn't explain anymore.

Stepping on the snow with bare feet, it seemed that he lost the interest in drinking and left straight away.

……

Xiangshan, Jingzhen Palace.

This is a dojo built by the emperor's majesty, only for one person, and [-] craftsmen were recruited for [-] days.

Xuan Suning, who was sitting on the futon and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

The body turned into a phantom, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of the stone steps of the palace gate.

Stepping on the Tai Chi map laid on the ground, she raised her head in plain clothes with a slightly surprised face, looking at the golden light in the sky...

After slightly closing his eyes for a few breaths, when he opened them again, the astonishment in his eyes had turned into astonishment.

Then, she pinched the ceremony seal and whispered:
"Fu Sheng, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

……

Longmen Mountain.

The quiet room on the top of the mountain.

The young Taoist priest who was still meditating suddenly opened his eyes.

The body didn't move, the person was in the quiet room.

But in his eyes, there was already a reflection of the glittering golden clouds all over the sky.

At the same time, there was a hint of surprise.

His fingers moved slightly, and after doing some calculations, he chuckled lightly:
"Ha~"

Then there was no more words.

……

"Practitioners in modern times are delusional and persistent. They don't understand the truth of the wonderful law, but they complain about the gods and gods. They don't know that those who become enlightened are all obtained through alchemy. The sage is afraid of revealing the secrets, so he entrusts a number of things in the name.

Today's scholars have taken lead and mercury as the two qi, referring to the internal organs as the five elements, dividing the heart and kidneys as the barriers, taking the liver and lungs as the dragon and the tiger, using the spirit as the child and mother, holding the body fluid as lead and mercury, not knowing the ups and downs, rather dividing the master Bin.

Know the subtlety of the mutual restraint of gold and wood, and the mystery of the interplay of yin and yang.The sun and the moon have lost their way, lead and mercury are in different furnaces, the soul of the sun and the moon, the spirit of the tiger and the armored dragon, mercury and cinnabar, platinum and black tin, men and women who are separated from each other, form a pill..."

At some point, Li Zhen's mind was already filled with the voice of "Enlightenment".

I just feel that my consciousness followed this voice to the North Sea and the evening to the southern border, and in the middle of the sky, I saw the whole picture of the sky with myself.

Beiman, Shenzhou, planet, universe...

All kinds of mysteries in the world have been comprehended by him, and even, as long as he thinks, his thoughts can be clearly transmitted to any corner of the world in an instant.

Follow the sky and walk, with my one thought, disturb the evil spirits of ten directions.

……

The Eastern Capital of Luoyang, Xiyuan Bieyuan-Xianren Palace.

It took 200 million people to build this building in ten months, and there is a garden with wonders of the world inside.

Side hall, study room.

The door is wide open, and the cold wind enters the room.

A middle-aged man about 40 to [-] years old was bowing his head before the desk.

To write, to write.

Next to him was an old man with white hair and a clean face bowing down to accompany him.

I saw it written on the paper:

"Unconsciously, the year is approaching, and I have returned to Chang'an.

The moon shadow is frozen, the wind is cold and the night is cold.

The waves of the river and the sea are strong, and the Xiaotong Slope is dangerous and difficult.

Sending wings for no reason..."

A five-character regulated poem is short of the last line.

But the pen held by the middle-aged man couldn't write anymore.

Under the candlelight, the study was quiet.

Not even the breathing of the old man could be heard.

It seemed that he was afraid of disturbing the middle-aged man's thoughts.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to sense something, and raised his head subconsciously.

There was a burst of coldness in his eyes.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man sensed something was wrong, and raised his head subconsciously.

One can vaguely see that when he was young, he was romantic and elegant, but at this moment, there is a majestic and clinging appearance, which is revealed.

Then, both of them saw the bursts of light spreading in the sky.

The light diffused in the clouds, and wherever the halo went, the clouds rolled up, like a golden dragon rolling.

And as if pointed by the golden light, under the shining of the golden light, the wind and snow all over the sky are like an invisible big hand pinching them at the door of the study, pushing them towards the quiet but solemn study.

It's quite a bit like a mayfly shaking the mountain.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man felt blessed, and wrote the last sentence on the paper:
"Just want to move and Luan."

And after the pen was written down, when the old man stared at the golden light above the sky with cold eyes, he suddenly laughed:

"Haha~"

This laugh drew the old man's attention back.

Eyes cast on the paper.

"Unconsciously, the year is approaching, and I have returned to Chang'an.

The moon shadow is frozen, the wind is cold and the night is cold.

The waves of the river and the sea are strong, and the Xiaotong Slope is dangerous and difficult.

There is no reason to send flying wings, just want to move and luan. "

When he read the verses on the paper with a slightly shrill voice, the coldness in his eyes dissipated and turned into a warm spring:
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Congratulations to Your Majesty, Your Majesty! After this winter night poem is written, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter will be in order. The laws of the four seasons should be announced to the world, for the world to understand , to be passed down forever!"

That's right, the middle-aged man in front of him is the Son of Destiny of the Sui Dynasty.

Sui Emperor - Yang Guang!

"Hahaha~"

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Guang, who was in a good mood, burst into hearty laughter again in the study.

Then, he threw the pen into the pool, and looked up at the night sky where the halo was still spreading:
"Although the middle of the night disturbed people's dreams, it contributed to the last song of the law of the four seasons of the widow... um."

Slightly pondering, he nodded:
"Forget it, if the merits and demerits balance out, then the crime will not be punished."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the vision in the sky, picked up a golden seal on the side, and pressed it heavily on the paper.

(End of this chapter)