Tales of Herding Gods

Xiao Yujing in the sky.

Yankang Guoshi and his wife have been here for more than ten days. This heavenly city is like a fairyland, and it has a scene that is hard to see.

"Is the national teacher still used to living in these days?" A white robe old man came and smiled and asked.

Yankang Guoshi said: "Xiao Yujing is not worthy of his name. The weather here is extraordinary, and I am fascinated. It is only good here, but after all, it is far from the world, my ambition is not here, after all, I still have to leave. Qingyoushan people forgive me."

The old man Qingshan people laughed: "The national teacher does not have to worry. The mountain people invited the national teacher to come to the guest. They have not told the national teacher the origin of Xiao Yujing."

Yankang Guoshi is curious: "I want to hear the details."

The Qingshan people lead the way in front, and take the Guoshi couple to a Hongqiao. This Hongqiao is made of seven-color jade carvings, which straddle the sky and stand on the bridge as if standing on a rainbow. When I came to the center of the bridge, I saw that the scenery of Xiao Yujing was different from that seen below. I saw that the mountains in the sky in Xiaoyujing are arranged in a natural array, and the palaces on the hills are like the immortals. local.

"The origin of Xiao Yujing is more ancient than the imagination of the national teacher."

The Qingshan people laughed: "The history here can be traced back to the Kaihuang period."

"Open the emperor?"

Yankang Guoshi did not hear the opening of the emperor. He was curious: "Which country was the Kaihuang period? There is no generation of emperors in Yankang that are called Kaihuang."

"Opening the Emperor is not Yankang, Kaihuang is a land, called the Kaihuang Kingdom."

Qingshan Mountain Humanity: "The National Teacher should know that the opening of the emperor is the current big market."

Yan Kang Guo Shi’s body trembled and spit out a sigh of gas: “Great Market.”

The Qingshan people led the couple to pass through the Hongqiao and walked toward a fairy mountain suspended in midair. It was not too slow to say: "The opening of the emperor is a Taoist saying. The Buddha’s door is called the empty space. Buddhism says that it is bad. The empty space is the Quaternary, and our Taoist school is called the Kaihuangji. Now that Yankang has risen, our Xiaoyujing called Yankang the Yankang period. During the Kaihuang period, the big market prospered and prospered. The big robbery, my little Yujing called it the emperor, and there were three robberies before the emperor’s robbery."

The lady of the National Teacher flashed his eyes and said: "The elders said that Yankang State, you call it Yankang, then if Yankang is destroyed, do you want to call it Yankang?"

"Mrs. smart."

The Qingshan people laughed and pointed to the distance. There was a jade mountain floating in the air. Several people were building a palace. "The palace is ready to store the history of the Yankang period. When the Yankang country is destroyed, it can be Sort out the past of the Yan Kang robbery and leave it to future generations."

The lady of the National Teacher couldn’t help but say: “Where is the elder, Xiao Yujing? Is it good or evil? What do you think of our couple? We have been here for some time, and these days the elders have let us browse here. Visit, now it is time to tell the real thoughts of Xiao Yujing?"

"We Xiao Yujing has no idea. Just want to observe the national teacher, observe the change, and record what we think is useful to future generations."

The Qingshan people laughed and said: "We call ourselves immortals, not gods, and we don't want to interfere with the operation of the world."

Yankang Guoshi: "Shen and God, how to distinguish?"

Qingshan Mountain Humanity: "Xian is a person, God is not a person."

Yankang Guoshi thought thoughtfully and said: "What do you mean, people can't be gods, they can only become immortals?"

The Qingshan people laughed and said: "What did the National Teacher practice in the realm of the bridge? What did you see on the bridge?"

Yankang Guoshi did not speak. The realm of Shenqiao is the hidden wall of the Shenqiao, the seventh realm of cultivation, and the highest realm.

"The bridge of the gods, the bridge of the gods is the bridge to the realm of the gods, but the bridge of each person is broken, can not reach the other side. The national division should be no exception?"

Qingshan Mountain Humanity: "The fairy of Xiaoyujing is no exception. We have seen the gods of many people, the bridges are broken, standing on the broken bridge of the gods, can not reach the other shore, can not become a god. In fact, According to the repair, we can completely match the gods, but the realm has been broken."

Yankang Guoji nodded and said: "Many years ago, I have already discovered this matter. I have been troubled by this and pursued many ancient books, but I have not found a solution. Does Xiao Yujing have a record of reconnecting the bridge? ”

"Have."

The Qingshan people led them to the palace on the Yushan Mountain and said: "But Xiao Yujing can't do it. Because I can't be a god, I think about becoming a fairy, so we will live in Xiaoyujing." For the immortal, but when the limit is reached, it is still necessary to return to Huangquan. It is a death, but it is only a clean one. National teacher, madam, please here."

The Yankang Guoshi couple kept up with him and walked into the palace on the mountain. Here, Yuyu Qionglou, despite the ethereality of the fairy family, seemed to be cold and clear, and could not see the figure.

Xiao Yujing is such a cold and clear place.

The Qingshan people took them to the promenade and walked round the door to the depths of the palace: "However, during the opening of the emperor, there were indeed a group of people connected to the broken bridge. They built a glorious god. Later, this **** was dying and disappeared. The old site of this dynasty was today's big market."

Yankang Guoshi was a little excited: "Someone connected to the bridge? So, can they be gods?"

Qingshan people nodded and smiled: "But these people are very few now, they are called the abandonment of God."

Yan Kangguo’s teacher said: “Is it the abandonment of the people in the big market?”

"No. Almost no one in the big market has a complete Shenqiao god. We have seen the fairy of Xiaoyujing."

The Qingshan people pushed open a portal and took them in. They said, "Is the Yankang country taking over the gods? It is strictly forbidden to abandon the people from the big market. In fact, the gods want you to be prepared, not in the big market. Those who abandoned the people, but those who lived in the worry-free townships in the big market. Their bridges are complete, and the gods are guarding them."

In front of them are rows of bookshelves, and there is a thick scroll of books on the bookshelf. It is the history of the emperor recorded by the immortal of Xiao Yujing.

“When the National Teacher read these books, you can know what happened to Kaihuang and Kaihuang.”

The Qingshan people are going to quit, and they intend to withdraw from the bookstore. They said: "If the national division is going to follow its own established path, the history of the imperial court will be the history of the Yankang country. In the face of things, Yan Kangji will face it."

Yankang Guoshi returned to the ceremony and said: "You Xiaoyu Jing's **** are in my hands. Why do you want me to come here?"

"My little Yujing does not interfere with the world, only records the world. If the scattered people go down the mountain, they will no longer be the immortals of Xiao Yujing. He is dead or alive, and has nothing to do with my little Yujing."

The Qingshan people walked out, saying: "Yin Yin came to Xiao Yujing, and it was also the immortal of Xiao Yujing. After Yin Xian left, it was not related to my Xiao Yujing. There were saints in five hundred years, and we also want to see Xiaoyu Jing. See if the current saints can do what the saints could not do."

"Weird rules."

Mrs. Guo’s wife stunned and fell on these books. She said: “Fei Jun, Xiao Yujing’s origins have some problems, and they feel that they should be descendants of the imperial state.”

"There is this possibility."

Yankang Guoshang sat down and took the book and said: "They are not malicious, they don't have to guess their minds. I want to see the history of the emperor, the ancient is the present."

Big market.

"I just want to find a lower world, give my people a foothold, find a place to prosper, and don't want to fight against your world."

The demon king looked dull and murmured: "We are all finished, and then you are shopping, then you really want to be extinct. I am responsible for my race, let me go back, I am looking for another low." The world, let me go back..."

Fox Linger looked at Qin Mu, whispered: "The son, don't let him go back? Blame the poor."

"How do I know if he is really going back or not?"

Qin Mu shook his head and said: "He is just a consciousness, the body is still in the sky, and you can continue to search for other worlds. You don't need this kind of consciousness to return to heaven. If he does not go back, he will hide and summon his true body. Isn't that my sin? This guy can't believe a word, and you lose if you believe it. The front is the dragon city, and there are only a thousand miles away from the old village."

In front, the dragon city is in sight, Qin Mu relaxes and finally reaches his own site.

"The son!"

"Is the son back?"

"How about the son of the son, Yan Kangguo than the big market?"

......

Qin Mu took Long Qilin into the Inlaid Dragon City, and the merchants along the way greeted him. Qin Mu smiled and said with a smile. "Yangkang is much more chaotic than the big ones. It is not a good place to rebel and fight every day. ”

"Yes, not long ago, many refugees fled to the big market, saying that it was a troop to escape. The son returned, it is still safe."

Qin Mu came to the city government and asked: "Is the city owner back?"

"The city owner has been there for a few days before, and then he left. Does the son have to stay? Small to prepare a banquet for the son to pick up the dust."

"no need."

Qin Mudao: "The year is close, I will go back to the village first."

Inlaid Dragon City has long been the industry of him and his mother-in-law. The power in the city is basically the power of the demon religion. Unlike the outside, the outer demon teaches Qin Mu as the sage of the lord, and they are still called in the dragon city. Qin Mu is a son.

After all, the owner of this city is the mother-in-law, and Qin Mu is the child raised by the mother-in-law. It is a matter of course called the son.

Qin Mu has set foot on the road to go home. The distance of more than a thousand miles is very short. He can come to the old village with a small half-day of the foot of Long Qilin.

Long Qilin stepped on the river and walked up the river. The winter sun was warm, not as cold as today's Yankang. Qin Mu remembered that he had been playing ice tide with Xian Qinger last year. When passing by, I saw that Xianqinger was bringing the villagers to smoke the fish and smearing the salt on the river. On the body, the following is smoked with wet wood, which can invade the smell of smoke.

The people in this village have caught a lot of big fish, hanging on the tree, how high a person is, the fish is crystal clear, and rarely go out to hunt in the New Year, you can rely on these catches to spend this winter.

Qin Mu let Long Qilin stop, these three little girls with bright eyes, said: "Let the cows, the clothes are returned to the country? Is it good to play outside?"

Qin Mu smiled and said: "It's okay, wherever you go, you are chased. The monk of the Little Leiyin Temple didn't come to you?"