Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 495 Ancient Tianting Ruins, Xuanzang's Dream

"Although Taizhen realized the method of separating divinity through the "24 Pinzhengyimengweifalu", the speed of Queen Mother Xi's awakening still exceeded her expectations. After becoming a fairy, she found me and begged me to help her Paint a little cinnabar between the eyebrows."

Empress Tsing Yi sighed: "But she knows in her heart that this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. After a short period of suppression, there will be a bigger rebound."

Li Daoxuan suddenly understood the senior sister.

Understand why she likes to read idle books, understand that she lives in Zhongnan Mountain every day, playing role-playing games with herself, understand that she is a fairy, but lives so straightforward and simple.

Regardless of the affairs of the family, the country, and the world, she only wants to live the life she likes, and in her limited life, live chicly and recklessly.

Li Daoxuan suddenly remembered that every time he came, the senior sister seemed to be watching the sunrise on the mountain.

When the brilliant red sun slowly rises in the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden-red brilliance fills the world, the senior sister always looks very attentively.

Sometimes she would express a few words of white clouds and dogs, and the death is like a river. Li Daoxuan was a little strange at that moment of sadness. After all, as a fairy, he was destined to go through vicissitudes, and time did not mean much to her.

But now he understands that it's not the years that the senior sister is feeling, but herself.

The sun will still rise, and she will still exist, but after a few years, the woman illuminated by the sun may no longer be her former self.

That ancient and majestic god would not like to read idle books about male and female love, would not ponder weird and bizarre stories, would not eat roast leg of lamb until his mouth was full of grease, and would not wantonly take off his shoes and socks , standing in the green grass or the gurgling stream...

"Qing Ni, you are so powerful, is there nothing you can do about it?"

Li Daoxuan couldn't help asking.

Tsing Yi Niang Niang shook her head and said: "If it's just an ordinary fairy, I can still cast spells to suppress it, but she is the reincarnation of Queen Mother Xi. Although the true spirit of Queen Mother West is flawed, it's not something I can compete with now..."

After a pause, she continued: "Actually, Taizhen would not have had an attack so soon, but some time ago, in order to help you find the blood of the phoenix, she went to the Tianting ruins according to her memory. I don't know what she went through, but she came back. Afterwards, the cinnabar seal between her eyebrows was often attacked."

Li Daoxuan stood quietly on the spot, silent.

He thought of how calm and breezy his senior sister was when he gave him the blood of the phoenix, and even jokingly asked himself to promise her something in the future.

Looking at it now, that drop of phoenix blood was extremely heavy.

"Qing Ni, where is Senior Sister now? I can't figure out her whereabouts with Ziwei's numbers. I'm worried that something will happen to her."

Tsing Yi Niang Niang shook her head and said: "Taizhen is an immortal, she deliberately concealed her whereabouts, even I can't figure it out, whether you will meet her again in the future... I'm afraid it depends on fate."

"Qing Ni, is there really no way to keep senior sister's consciousness?"

Li Daoxuan asked again unwillingly.

Empress Tsing Yi thought about it seriously, and said: "Perhaps there will be a relevant solution in the ruins of the ancient heavenly court. In the human world, this problem is basically impossible to solve."

The ruins of the ancient heaven...

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he asked, "Qing Ni, is there still a way to go to Heaven now?"

The Immortal Buddha has disappeared, presumably the Heavenly Court has also become ruins, but for everyone, there is a treasure house, hiding countless secret treasures of the immortal family, such as the alchemy room of the Supreme Lord, just take a pill, maybe It can make mortals become immortals.

Maybe there really is a solution to the senior sister's problem.

"Heaven is not so easy to go to. At the very least, you need the cultivation base of a human being, and you also need the right time and place... Anyway, thinking about it now, it's still too far away."

The Empress in Tsing Yi held the worn-out Luoyue Immortal Robe and stroked the traces of battle on it, especially in the heart where a big gash was directly cut, which shows how dangerous the situation was at that time.

She sighed softly, and said: "Your current cultivation base is still too weak, take good care of this little flower god, she can help you quickly cultivate into a fairy."

Li Daoxuan was startled, not knowing why she said that.

"The nectar she collects is a rare treasure in the world. It can not only heal people's injuries, but also has the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life. At the same time, it can also assist in cultivation, especially the nectar she collects during the day. Cultivators who have become immortals, make good use of the power of the flower god, and you can quickly become immortals."

Li Daoxuan touched the sleeping little guy hidden in his hair, it was soft and smooth to the touch, like a villain made of milk.

I really didn't expect that this little guy turned out to be a flower god, and he could also assist people in cultivating to become immortals.

He is not tall, but his ability is not small.

"Qing Ni, I still have—"

When Li Daoxuan raised his head, he realized that the surrounding was empty, and that stunning figure had disappeared.

He respectfully bowed to the statue, then turned and left with firm eyes.

No matter what, he will try to find the senior sister, and then help the senior sister solve the matter of the Queen Mother of the West.

After all, no matter how powerful the Queen Mother of the West is, she is not his senior sister.

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Qingming Realm, Yan Fushan.

Sitting on the lotus platform, the Empress in Tsing Yi stared at the torn Luoyue Immortal Robe in her hand, and couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.

In fact, she didn't want Li Daoxuan to be involved in Taizhen's affairs, but things backfired. With Li Daoxuan's character, it was difficult for him to stand by and watch obediently.

After a while, the mother-in-law walked in with a dragon-headed cane, saluted and said, "Miss, what do you want me to come here for?"

Empress Tsing Yi handed her the Luoyue Immortal Robe in her hand, and said, "Can this robe be mended?"

The mother-in-law caressed the Taoist robe and said, "It's a good fabric, but it's a pity that the damage is so serious. If you want to make it up, it will be a bit difficult to rely on the old man alone."

Tsing Yi Niang Niang said lightly: "You can send anyone in the Qingming Realm. I remember that there is a piece of blue light satin in the treasure house. You can use it to mend this clothes."

The mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, and said: "Miss, that blue light satin is specially used for your underwear, you never allow others to touch it, but this..."

She seemed to have thought of something, touched Luo Yuexian's robe, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Miss, forgive me for asking, this dress belongs to Li Daoxuan?"

Tsing Yi Niang Niang looked away slightly, and said indifferently: "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"

The mother-in-law smiled and said: "Miss, if it is really Li Daoxuan's clothes, the old man thinks, Miss, you'd better help him mend them yourself. Think about it, when the time comes, you will sew all the stitches by yourself. Li Daoxuan wears them How can you not be moved?"

Empress Tsing Yi glanced at her lightly.

The mother-in-law hurriedly said: "Miss, don't blame me, I'm just joking, but if you sew it yourself, you can cut the moonlight into silk, maximize the characteristics of the green satin, and let Zhenren Li have a more powerful protective robe." ..."

The Empress in Tsing Yi lowered her eyes and said nothing.

If it was someone else, they might think she was angry, but the mother-in-law has followed her for nearly a thousand years, how can she not know that the young lady is interested, but she is too embarrassed to say it.

The mother-in-law smiled slightly, took out the needlework and a book from her arms, and put them in the room of Empress Tsing Yi.

"Miss, this is the experience of a female worker written by the old man when he has nothing to do. If you have free time, may you also read it?"

On the lotus platform, the voice of the Empress in Tsing Yi was indifferent and distant.

"I am not interested in the art of female craftsman."

The mother-in-law bowed and said with a smile: "Then I will let you here first. I will be responsible for cooking Meng Po's soup, so I will leave first."

After the mother-in-law walked away, Empress Tsing Yi's eyes fell on the book again.

After a long time, she sighed faintly, and finally picked up the book, opened it gently, and looked at the exquisite female craftsmanship on it, and there were waves in her eyes.

……

Chang'an City.

When Li Daoxuan returned to the small courtyard of Xuandu, White Snake and Xiaotian immediately got together and started talking about it.

"Master, you are finally back, the princess has been waiting for you."

"Woof, master, you smell so good, why are you only wearing pajamas, don't you..."

Xiaotian bared his teeth, showing an expression that even a dog could understand.

Li Daoxuan's face darkened, and he kicked him away.

The white snake got into his sleeve and whispered: "Master, the princess has been worried about you, and she had a nightmare because of it. What did she dream about... The woman in white, even ripped your heart away..."

Xiaobai didn't add any embellishments, and honestly told what happened after Li Daoxuan left, and detailed Changle's worries and concerns for the master.

But it didn't notice that Li Daoxuan's eyes became a little strange.

Changle... actually dreamed about what happened to him?

He walked into the room, only to find that Xiao Chang Le was asleep leaning against the door, she was still wearing the blue Taoist robe, hugging her knees, holding his unicorn jade whisk in her hand, sleeping very soundly.

Li Daoxuan held her in his arms, his small body was as soft as boneless.

"Master...you are back..."

She opened her eyes, and when she saw that it was Li Daoxuan, she showed a reassuring smile.

"I was just having a nightmare before."

Li Daoxuan carried her to the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a thin quilt, and said: "It's late at night, you can sleep at Master's place tonight, there is no need to go back to the palace."

Chang Le nodded, but did not sleep, but took Li Daoxuan's hand and said: "Master, I always dream about various things recently."

"Then tell Master, what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed, Master, that you were holding a very beautiful woman. She seemed to be dead. Master, you were very sad, and your hair turned white..."

"I also dreamed that you, Master, took me to walk on the rainbow, but I couldn't walk anymore, and I became old and ugly, but you are still so young, Master, and haven't changed at all."

"Oh, by the way, I also dreamed that Master Xuanzang came back from the west, but he didn't like to smile anymore, and he always stared blankly at a goldfish that likes to spit bubbles."

"I still dream of..."

As Chang Le talked, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep, his little hand was still tightly clutching Li Daoxuan's big hand, tightly.

Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand to caress her long hair, pinched the delicate face carved in jade, and thought that he, the great disciple of Kaishan, seemed to have awakened some kind of extraordinary ability after he started to practice.

Her dream has a feeling of predicting the future.

However, they are all fragmented, and most of them are just hazy pictures. Maybe we can try to pass on Ziwei Doushu to her in the future.

In addition, she has a very high attainment in the magical power of wood. Li Daoxuan noticed when she was preaching today that the vegetation under her feet grew extraordinarily lush, which is a unique talent and ability.

For such a good disciple, he should pay more attention to himself, so he can't be delayed by himself.

"Xiaobai, how did Xuanzang behave today?"

Li Daoxuan suddenly asked in a low voice.

He originally planned to ask Xuanzang about the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool after the sermon, but he didn't want to be interrupted by Chacha.

The white snake thought for a while and said, "Master, Xuanzang seems to have fallen into an epiphany after listening to your sermon. In my eyes, he is full of Buddha's light."

Li Daoxuan nodded, not surprised by this, after all he is Xuanzang, the future number one eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty.

He just didn't know how Master Sanle was doing now, and when he would be able to come back and tell Mo Luo where he was. Li Daoxuan felt that if he didn't get rid of the huge hidden danger of Mo Luo, he would always feel uneasy.

……

At night, in a certain courtyard of Xuandu Temple.

Xuanzang was lying on the bed, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and sweat kept dripping down his face.

Xiao Tang stepped forward to help him wipe his sweat, but it was a drop in the bucket, and she couldn't keep up with it. Seeing that Xuan Zang's body was seriously dehydrated, she gritted her teeth, took a big sip of water, and then fed him mouth to mouth.

goo go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go...

Xuanzang, who was in a coma, swallowed like drinking rain.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Master!!!"

The surrounding area was empty, and there was no one in sight, nor Xiaotang in sight.

Xuanzang gasped for breath, and his frantically beating heart finally calmed down slowly.

He pushed open the door of the room and walked out of the yard, but was surprised to find that there was no sound around him, and the world was completely silent.

What surprised him even more was that everything around him was extremely familiar. This place was not Chang'an, which made him feel strange, but Dacheng Temple, where he had lived for many years.

He returned to Yuzhang City, that dilapidated but cozy temple.

"Could it be that Master brought me back?"

Thinking of this, Xuanzang was very excited. He hadn't seen his master for a long time.

"Master!"

Xuanzang ran towards the kitchen. Based on his understanding of Master, the master liked to go to the kitchen at night to find supper.

Sure enough, he saw a chubby figure in the kitchen, huddled in a corner, and seemed to be gnawing on something.

"Master, why don't you light the lamp?"

Xuanzang smiled and lit the fire book and lit the oil lamp.

Strange, I clearly remember that the lamp oil in the kitchen was stolen by mice...

Xuanzang shook his head, the joy of reunion made him ignore this detail, and turned to look at Master.

Under the candlelight, Master Sanle turned his back to him and was gnawing on something frantically, making a crunching sound.

"Master, what are you stealing?"

Xuanzang patted Master on the shoulder.

Master San Le stopped moving immediately, and slowly turned around...

Pfft!
When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Xuanzang almost fainted from fright.

Master San Le's eyes were dull, his arm was full of bones, there was no good flesh, and his mouth was dripping with blood.

He was eating his own arm!
"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell..."

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell..."

San Le murmured, and then raised his arms to continue gnawing.

"Master!"

Xuanzang stepped forward to stop him, but he pushed him to the ground.

"I won't go to hell...disciple...who will enter...go to...hell...Li Daoxuan..."

"I won't go to... find... hell... old beggar... who will go to hell... Shangyang City..."

Under the candlelight, Xuanzang clearly saw that one eye of the master was as cold as a devil, while the other eye was slowly streaming tears.

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(End of this chapter)