That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 89
On the eighth day of the lunar new year, the beginning of winter, avoid marriage and burial, do not take other things, rush to the north of the tiger.

On this day, the mountains of West Kunlun were covered with auspicious snow and white snow. Only the Nine Peaks of Daomen were still green and shady, with butterflies dancing and beasts walking, and the breeze was warm, completely showing the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan Spring.

On the Baiyu Square in Dutian Peak, there were more than a hundred female crowns standing solemnly. The leader was wearing a white Taoist robe and a hibiscus crown on his head.

Not long after, a round of red sun jumped out from behind the mountains in the eastern sky. The red light sprayed thinly and dyed half of the sky. With a clear and long cry, nearly a hundred white cranes flew slowly in the direction of the red sun. Behind the white cranes It was pulling a Qixiang chariot, and a woman in white was sitting in the chariot, looking like a fairy.

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, just like the river and the sea rushing to the sea, and the white cranes pull the carts in the middle, making the people on the carts more and more different from ordinary people, even the Taoist disciples who are used to seeing high and low, seeing this scene is also insane He raised his head, not daring to speak, for fear that such a character would walk freely.

The Dutian Peak is majestic, with countless palaces and pavilions standing on it, among which the Ascension Platform is the highest. More than [-] years ago, the Taoist talker Tianchen Dazheng was here to testify to Ascension, which attracted the purple air to rise eastward, and the Tianmen Grand open.Today, a group of Taoist inner disciples who had just been assigned to Feishengtai from other peaks passed by. They suddenly heard that there was a white crane pulling a cart from the east, and couldn't help but look up. The face of this beautiful woman is so amazing, it is all over the city and the country.

A number of young disciples looked at each other in disbelief, could they be gods?

Buddhism talks about flying sky, and Taoism talks about celestial maiden, which is nothing more than that.

The sea of ​​clouds was churning, and the Qixiang car passed by in the air. A young Taoist priest said blankly, "Sister Immortal."

The leading white crane gave a clear cry, spread its wings, and slowly landed on the white jade platform in front of Zixiao Palace.

On the white jade platform, more than a hundred female crowns who had been waiting for a long time lined up neatly. After the Qixiang car landed, they all saluted. Qi Xianyun, who was the leader, took a step forward and said softly: "Welcome Madam back to the mountain."

More than a hundred female crowns said in unison: "Welcome Madam back to the mountain."

The white crane circled away, and the woman slowly got off Qixiang's car, raised her hand and said, "Excuse me."

The female crowns scattered to both sides, moving in unison, making way for her.

The woman walked slowly along the long road paved with jade in the direction of Zixiao Palace, with Qi Xianyun accompanying her.

The woman's skin was as white as snow, with white clothes and white hair. Walking on the ground paved with white jade, she almost merged into one body. She asked calmly, "Xianyun, has your master ever left the customs?"

Qi Xianyun said: "Returning to Master, Master is scheduled to leave the customs at Chen's hour today, counting the time, the old man is already waiting for you in Zixiao Palace."

This woman is the Taoist partner, Murong Xuan, who is the head teacher of the Taoist sect.

Murong Xuan lived on the Daomen Dutian Peak in spring and winter, and went down the mountain to return to Murong's family in summer and autumn. Among them, summer was in Wei State, while autumn was in Longcheng. Today is the beginning of winter, which happens to be the day Murong Xuan returns to Dutian Peak. .

Murong Xuan stepped onto the steps in front of Zixiao Palace.

In the Zixiao Palace, a middle-aged Taoist dressed in a purple Taoist robe stood with his hands behind his back.

The Taoist's appearance conforms to all the standards of immortals in the world's imagination. He is immortal and detached. Even if he is old at this time, he can still see the elegant demeanor of his youth. He must be a handsome young man.

Standing high above the sky and overlooking the world, Qiu Ye is the Taoist headmaster.

Only such a man can be matched with that beautiful woman.

Murong Xuan walked slowly into Zixiao Palace, she was standing at the door, and Qiu Ye was standing on Danbi's high platform.

Qi Xianyun stopped outside the door and slowly backed away.

"I'm back." Qiuye said softly.

He has said the phrase "I'm back" sixty times, that is, sixty summers and winters. During this sixty-year period, he has never left Dutian Peak for half a step.

Murong Xuan nodded.

Qiu Ye said: "You are back, I finally came out to take a breath, walk around with me, we husband and wife also talk."

Murong Xuan hummed lightly.

The two of them went out from the side door of Zixiao Palace, came to the edge of Baiyu Square, and then walked along Tianchi.

Looking at the rippling Tianchi Lake, Qiu Ye said with emotion: "Once we meet, we get old again, Murong, how many times do you think we can meet again in this life?"

After Murong Xuan remained silent for a while, she asked, "Are you going to ascend?"

Qiu Ye shook her head and said, "It's better to send a foot in front of the door. Guan Zizai is not at ease, so please be at ease. This freedom will take about ten years."

Murong Xuan said calmly: "Buddha Tathagata is hard to come by, how come Tathagata."

Qiu Ye said with a smile: "Don't talk about playing tricks, how about you going back to Murong's house this time?"

Murong Xuan frowned slightly, shook her head lightly, and said, "Others are still the same, Ye Xia's side is also fine, but not long before I came back, I saw someone."

"Gongsun Zhongmou?"

"Ah."

"How is he now?"

"Dry bones in the tomb."

"Bones in the tomb?" Qiuye said with a light smile: "It may not be so, he made a lot of limelight in the battle of Julu City. My Taoist sect ended in a very disgraceful end in this matter, even Chen Ye Even if he took action himself, he was not able to turn the tide. I heard that he also took in a young apprentice, who seemed to be Xu Beiyou. After Chen Ye came back, he mentioned this young man, saying that he was good-natured and generous. Achievement."

Murong Xuan said calmly: "The child's roots are not good, but he is mediocre."

"Mediocre?" Qiu Ye said with emotion: "For the Taoists, washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow has never been a difficult task. Although Jianzong is weak, he was at the top of the nine streams back then, and with the rest of his family background, it shouldn't be difficult to turn a mediocre appearance into a heavenly one, right?"

Qiu Ye looked at Murong Xuan with a playful expression: "As for the chance, Gongsun Zhongmou and Jian Zong, for that child, it is a great chance in itself."

Murong Xuan said coldly: "Gongsun Zhongmou's victory over Chen Ye in Julu City is indeed a feat, but what use is it to the general trend of the Taoist sect? Why do you have to chase after the real person?"

Qiu Ye turned her head and looked at her fixedly.

Murong Xuan did not back down.

Qiu Ye suddenly smiled, "You are good in everything, but you are too nostalgic. You treated me like this back then, and now you treat Gongsun Zhongmou the same way. The reason why I have tolerated Gongsun Zhongmou before is because of your pleading back then. I am now I don’t intend to continue to endure, not because of myself, but because of the Taoist sect. Thousands of miles of dikes were destroyed by ant nests, and there are some things that need to be prepared.”

Murong Xuan had Qi Rong on her face: "Are you already made up your mind?"

Qiu Ye said softly: "Whether I go down the mountain or not is actually not up to me, but to Gongsun Zhongmou. If he is willing to spend the rest of his life in peace, no matter who I look at, I will definitely not kill them all, but he is still holding him. A sword sect will not be let go, and the return of the sword sect to Taoism is a general trend, and it is the long-cherished wish of the ancestors of all generations, even if I am the current head teacher of the Tao sect, what can I do?"

Murong Xuan looked at Qiu Ye, and said sadly: "Ye Qiu, if it was Zhang Xueyao, would she beg you too?"

Ye Qiu, was Qiu Ye's lay name when she was in Ye's house.

Zhang Xueyao, the wife of Gongsun Zhongmou, had made a marriage contract with Ye Qiu.

Because of this, there are rumors in the world that the master of the Sword Sect and the head teacher of the Taoist sect turned against each other because of a woman.

Ye Qiu shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who it is, the result is the same. If I were still the young master of the Ye family, I would agree because of affection, but now I am the head teacher of the Taoist sect."

Murong Xuan sighed quietly, and said no more.

Qiu Ye also sighed softly, and finally revealed the secret, "It's nothing at all, I am a person who is about to ascend, and he is a person who is about to go to the underworld. Situation, but now Xiao Xuan's layout in the imperial court rejects old people like Lanyu, and starts to look at my Daoist sect. There is bound to be a battle between the Daoist sect and the imperial court. It is good to win this battle. It is bound to be greatly reduced. At the beginning, the thousand-year plan that was exchanged by several generations of my Taoist sect will not be destroyed once, but it will take ten to six or seven. At that time, what face will I have to meet the master and the ancestors in the sky? ?”

"At this critical juncture, Gongsun Zhongmou is the biggest variable, and the incident in Julu City this time also proves that he is indeed connected with Xiao Mahe."

"And Xiao Mahe is exactly Xiao Xuan's confidant."

"So this matter, I have made up my mind, and there is no need to persuade me."

(End of this chapter)