Tai Xuan Jing

Zuowang Peak of Huashan Mountain is covered with snow, and the trees are covered with silver. It is like a world of ice and snow. The suspension bridge over the canyon is constantly shaking in the cold wind, which makes people feel chills.

At this time, a person walked on the suspension bridge. He was wearing a blue robe fluttering in the cold wind. He was young but full of white hair, as straight as frost and snow. It was actually Li Qianmo.

He walked across the suspension bridge and stepped on the snow on Zuowang Peak, making a "creaking" sound, and at the same time, the snow on a pine tree not far away also "crashed" and fell.

"This seems to be the place where I preach..." Li Qianmo looked around and said to himself in a daze, "Why did I come here?"

He came here unknowingly after returning to the Taixu universe, and he didn't know why. He stepped on the snow and looked while walking, and soon found a tomb in front of him. Author of "Tomb of Beloved Wife Peacock - Li Qian Moli."

Seeing this, Li Qianmo was surprised and said, "Is this my wife's tomb? Or a monument I erected myself? My wife's name is Peacock? Why don't I remember it at all?" The handwriting is indeed his own, and no one can imitate it, but he really has no impression of it.

Although he is already the peerless master of the nine heavens, but his memory has been stripped by himself, it is impossible to remember the peacock, this is really a great tragedy.

This tombstone touched him a lot. He tried his best to think about it, but his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything. what's going on!"

"What's going on... What's going on..." His cry echoed in the empty valley over and over again, for a long time.

After the echo dissipated, a blooming snow lotus on the mountain wall not far away suddenly emitted a bright light, and there was a wave of energy. Li Qianmo naturally noticed it, walked over quickly, and stared at the snow lotus carefully.

Not long after, there seemed to be a puff of smoke floating out of the snow lotus, mixed with white light, slowly gathering and dispersing in the air, and finally formed a person, I saw this person in white clothes and black hair, eyes like stars, and eyebrows Into the temples, it looks exactly like her own.

The person who looked exactly like Li Qianmo smiled at him and said, "Do you want to know what's going on? I can give you an answer."

"Who are you? Why do you look like me?" Li Qianmo asked coldly, frowning at him.

The man in white smiled lightly and said, "To be precise, I am you."

"Bastard!" Li Qianmo shouted, staring at the words, "There is only one me in this world!"

The man in white nodded and smiled, "There is indeed only one you, and I'm just a part of your body."

Li Qianmo looked at him again when he heard the words, finally understood, and said: "You are my divine sense, why don't I remember that I left such a divine sense behind you?"

The man in white shook his head and said, "I'm not your divine sense, I'm just half of your memory. The reason why you forget a lot of things is because your part of your memory is with me."

"Is my memory in your place?" Li Qianmo frowned when he heard this, although he was confused, he seemed to have believed his words.

The man in white looked up at the sky, sighed, and said, "You are a person who is alone in the sky, so your life is doomed to be extraordinary, and the road to becoming a strong man is always bumpy and bumpy. Master, your confidante, many people who cared about you died because of you one after another, you were born with great love and righteousness, so you are determined to prove the way, and you want to save them with great power."

After hearing what he said, Li Qianmo already believed it, and asked with a frown, "Since I care about them so much, why don't I remember them at all?"

The man in white smiled wryly when he heard the words, shook his head and sighed: "Because of the way of heaven, you have touched the law of time. This is a taboo of the way of heaven. The way of heaven suppresses you and prevents you from proving the way. The method of stripping strips away all the memories about love, which is me. Originally, I would dissipate into the universe, but who knows that the Wannian snow lotus on Sitting Peak has already possessed spirituality and absorbed me completely. I can stand in front of you and talk to you only when we get together and never leave. I never thought that I could talk to myself face to face in this life. Now that I think about it, it really seems like a lifetime away." At this point, he raised his head and sighed again.

After listening to his words, Li Qianmo nodded and pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "You said I want to save someone, but who is it?"

The man in white said: "In your dantian, there is a jade mirror. That jade mirror was left before you forgot your feelings. You can go and see for yourself."

Hearing this, Li Qianmo immediately probed his dantian with his spiritual sense, and he found a small jade mirror suspended above the sea of ​​Qi. Because it was too small, he never noticed it. He probed his spiritual sense into the jade mirror, and immediately heard his The voice came: "In order to save those who are very important to me, I must cut off all the threads of love today, and then testify that I may never remember them again, and I will not remember to save them. So I left this jade mirror to remind myself after proving that my teacher, Yuan Daozhen, blew up his wheel of life and died to save me. Chu Chu also died to save me. Died for giving birth to my daughter Fan Qingli, and the peacock..."

Hearing his own voice, Li Qianmo was shocked. He finally knew that all of this was true. There were so many people who sacrificed for him. It was such a great affection, but now he didn't remember it at all. He felt a sense of guilt, guilty of why he could forget such a heavy bond, even with this jade mirror reminding himself, he couldn't remember the slightest bit.

But all of this is helpless, his memory has already left his body, so how can he remember them.

Li Qianmo stood there with a complicated expression, silent for a long time, finally raised his head and said slowly: "Don't worry, I will resurrect them all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and the divine light in his eyes pierced through the sky. A moment later, there were streaks of light coming out of the peacock's tomb, gathering together, slowly forming a figure, slim and beautiful, and finally the light scattered. Going, I saw the peacock standing there, looking at Li Qianmo in astonishment, covering his mouth and exclaiming: "Why... how come there are two Qianmo!"

Li Qianmo turned around and smiled at him, saying: "I'm not Li Qianmo, he is." He pointed at Li Qianmo in white as he spoke.

Li Qianmo in white was taken aback when he heard the words, and sighed with a wry smile: "Stop joking, I'm just a part of your memory, you are..."

Li Qianmo raised his hand to interrupt him, and said solemnly: "You are Li Qianmo." As he spoke, he stretched out his finger to touch the center of his eyebrows, and the light from Li Qianmo's body in white suddenly disappeared, and his originally illusory body gradually became real.

"This..." Li Qianmo in white looked at his body in surprise, a little dumbfounded.

Li Qianmo said with a faint smile: "You are a memory, I will give you a physical body now, you have my memory, and you will take care of those who care about me instead of me in the future."

Li Qianmo in white was stunned when he heard the words, then smiled and said, "Isn't it you?"

Li Qianmo smiled meaningfully at him, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said, "I have saved the others as well, and I have notified them to come here, you just need to wait here."

"What about you?" Li Qianmo in white looked at him blankly.

"Me?" Li Qianmo turned around and stomped two steps, sighed in a long voice, "I don't know, anyway, I won't stay here, Taixuantaixu is so big, there is no room for me, so you don't have to worry about it. "After that, he walked towards the suspension bridge, as if he was about to leave.

Li Qianmo in white looked at his back as he went away, feeling a little desolate, and felt very uncomfortable. When Li Qianmo stepped on the suspension bridge, his singing voice suddenly sounded: "The husband of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things, the one of time and time, the passer-by of a hundred generations!" , and life is like a dream, how can you be happy?"

Li Qianmo in white was shocked when he heard it, felt something in his heart, and sang loudly: "Fear of wasting years, fear of light and darkness, greed for life and death, and seek longevity. Fighting thousands of people, cutting love, rough and bumpy road to heaven, how many heroes Turned into a bone, looking back, you will know that it was all wrong, heaven, it is nothingness! Tao, it is nothingness!"

At the last moment of parting, the two of them both realized something. What they realized was not the Tao, but life. The poem said that cultivating the Tao is a wrong path. People you like are together, enjoy yourself in time, life is just a big dream, why live so hard and so tired.

When Li Qianmo's figure gradually disappeared on the suspension bridge, the peacock came to Li Qianmo in white. The two looked at each other for a long time without speaking. , affectionate.

The faces of the two got closer and closer, and their mouths were about to touch each other. Suddenly, they heard a clear and beautiful voice: "Li Qianmo!"

Li Qianmo in white was startled when he heard the words, quickly let go of the peacock, stepped back three steps, then turned his head to look into the sky, this was unbelievable, he actually saw Yao Guanghan, and it was with a handsome young man Fly side by side.

Yao Guanghan brought the young man to stand in front of Li Qianmo in white, turned his head to the young man and said, "Qiu Yu, this is your father."

Hearing the words, the young man fell to his knees without saying a word, and kowtowed to Li Qianmo, with a "dong dong" sound, and shouted in his mouth: "Li Qiuyu kowtows to Daddy."

Li Qianmo hurried up to help him up, and said guiltily, "Good boy, you don't have to be like this."

Li Qiuyu looked up at Li Qianmo, his eyes were full of joy.

They were very happy because of the family reunion, the peacock suddenly came to Li Qianmo in white, and shouted angrily: "Li Qianmo, what's going on, where did you come from such a beautiful Taoist couple, and his son is so old!"

Only then did Li Qianmo in white remember that the peacock was still by his side, and suddenly his face became sad, and he began to think about how to explain this to the peacock.

In Nanfangbu Prefecture, above Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake, a figure was walking along the mountain road with a jug in his hand. This young man with green clothes and white hair was Li Qianmo himself.

After he left Mount Hua, he was alone and alone, so he devoted himself to mountains and rivers and visited famous mountains and rivers. The beautiful scenery of Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake is a scenic spot in Nanfangbu Prefecture, and it is naturally one of his destinations for enjoying the scenery.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Li Qianmo looked at the beautiful scenery down the mountain, in a good mood, took a sip of wine, took a long breath, and chanted loudly: "I will be the top of the mountain, and I can see all the small mountains. The ancients are sincere!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a snow-white figure floating in the distance. He was a master, and he was actually a true king.

That Zhenjun came very quickly, and arrived in a blink of an eye. It was an astonishingly beautiful woman, but it was Chu Xingyao. A white paper crane was flying in front of Chu Xingyao, as if leading her the way.

The paper crane flew in front of Li Qianmo, circled him twice, and then returned to Chu Xingyao. Chu Xingyao had just landed at this time, so he reached out to catch it with his slender hands and put it away.

Li Qianmo looked at the bright and charming Chu Xingyao, and flipped through pictures in his mind. It was in a small village called Qinghe Village. Dust girl, her name is Chu Xingyao.

This memory has always been hidden deep in his heart, and even he himself has not found it. It is precisely because of this that he escaped the separation of his soul and kept it. Now that he saw Chu Xingyao again, this memory came to his heart.

Just as Chu Xingyao was about to go up to talk to Li Qianmo, Li Qianmo had already stepped in front of her and hugged her tightly. Chu Xingyao was surprised and happy, and laughed excitedly: "You...you are What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Li Qianmo kissed her lightly on the forehead, looked at her with a smile, and said, "I'm kissing my wife, Chu Xingyao."

(End of the book)