A Journey Through the Six Realms, You Never Left, and a Message Came from the Dao Ancestor

The plum blossoms bloom and fall, and the clouds in the sky gather and disperse, just like many things in the world of mortals.

The white-haired woman stayed under the plum blossom tree for three days, and Su Qiaomei also told stories for three days. She came here early every day without telling the elders in the family what she was doing. After telling a story, she left when the sky got dark.

The white-haired woman's eyes seemed to have some emotions that were too thick to be opened. Su Qiaomei was young, so after all, she couldn't really see or understand it. She just silently hoped in her heart that this senior would feel better after hearing the story, and would read the books every day when she went back.

Sometimes this story lasted for several hours. The temperature in the world was getting higher and higher day by day. It was inevitable that my mouth would be dry and my stomach would be hungry and thirsty. The white-haired senior picked the petals of the plum tree and made tea. He didn't know where the good water came from. It was sweet in the mouth and refreshed his spirit.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but even when I breathe out, I feel a little more relaxed than before.

Sometimes when she is hungry, the white-haired senior will give her a large and sweet peach. The peaches at this season have not grown yet, and most of them are small and green, with a sour and astringent taste. But this peach is different. Lingnan Su Family is also a famous spiritual practice family. Although it is not rich, it is not unable to eat spiritual fruits.

But she had never eaten such delicious fruit in the past. After talking for three days, she ate nine cups of tea, three peaches, and a piece of sweet and soft sesame cake. She told the story of the senior's three years of youth, saying that he had fled and was lonely. Then he went to collect firewood in the small yard where the forest keeper was.

It was said that when he was young and his family was poor, he would stand outside the courtyard quietly, listening to the master's lectures inside, saying that he was very particular about etiquette. However, when Master Su planned to recommend him to take the imperial examination, he suddenly disappeared for more than a year. When he came back, he had already become a Daoist.

No one knows what he went through that year.

Su Qiaomei looked at the incomparably beautiful woman and said embarrassedly:

"Because this happened a thousand years ago after all, and the younger generation doesn't know much about it, that's all."

Then she immediately added:

"However, senior can go to Zhongzhou to have a look. I heard that senior once traveled there."

The woman smiled, stood up and said gently, "Thank you very much for these three days."

"... Do you want to know what he did that year?"

Su Qiaomei was very curious and replied that of course she was curious. She saw that the white-haired senior seemed to be distracted and watched the plum blossoms fall. After a long time, she smiled slightly and said softly, "That year... that year he was treading water next to the Tianhe River, standing on the Milky Way, dancing with swords, eating several barrels of rice by himself, and making people laugh."

Su Qiaomei seemed to see the appearance of a young man in front of her eyes. She was full of energy, but also ignorant and awkward. Looking at white-haired woman, she seemed to understand something. Her eyes suddenly widened. Before she could speak, the sword-wielding white-haired woman stretched out his fingers and gently touched her lips, making a silent expression, and the wind blew by.

"Qiaomei, Qiaomei?"

Su Qiaomei The sound in her ears woke her up. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the sky had darkened. Her father held a lamp and reached out to press his shoulders to shake him awake. The middle-aged man was relieved when his daughter woke up. He was worried and blamed at the same time and said:

"What's wrong with you? You slept here all day, making it easy for us to find you."

"Huh? I slept all day, but, senior..."

Su Qiaomei spoke subconsciously, but did not see that white-haired woman. He raised his head and looked at the plum blossom tree. The tree Winter Plum Blossom that was still in full bloom a few days ago has completely disappeared. Only green leaves can be seen. It seems that the temperature is too high and they are a bit wilted. Where can I see any plum blossoms?

Su Qiaomei was stunned, even himself was curious for a moment.

Could it be that the experiences of the past few days were just a dream? She thought for a long time, but still didn't believe it, but she couldn't find any reason or evidence to prove it. When she went back, she was scolded by her father first, then her grandfather, and finally her mother and grandmother comforted her and told her not to disappear without saying a word.

Su Qiaomei couldn't bear the clever word in his name, knowing that it was a combination of black face and white face.

But he also knew that the elders were worried about him and were just pretending to be well-behaved.

After experiencing the "reprimand" from this loving father and strict mother, I returned to the house, lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I murmured in my heart, could it be said that the past few days were all a dream? Could it be that I really slept under the plum blossom tree?

After tossing and turning, I couldn't fall asleep. After a few hours, it was getting light, so I simply turned over and sat up, lit a candle, and went to the table, intending to look for some books to see if anyone had experienced something similar to my own. Young girl glanced slightly, and was slightly startled. He saw his face reflected on the bronze mirror, with a plum blossom between his eyebrows, and he was stunned.

When he stretched out his hand to touch it, he suddenly recalled the incident a few days ago when the white-haired senior put some plum blossoms on his eyebrows. Young girl Bing Xin was smart, and immediately smiled knowingly, her eyes lit up, and she said softly, "So that's it. It was senior who asked me to keep this story and little secret."

Su Qiaomei spun around, then threw himself on the bed, hugging the soft quilt, feeling a little happy in his heart.

Time has passed for a long time.

"What happened next? What happened next?"

"Did you see that senior again later?"

Several children gathered around, their eyes wide and bright. They looked under the old tree in front of them. They had white hair, but their eyes were still clear, and their face was always like Su Qiaomei from 28 young girl. Su Qiaomei reached out and touched the flower between the eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Later, grandma never saw that senior again."

"It's just that the flowers and trees in this world are always in bloom, and there is always good scenery in all seasons."

"That senior probably went to Zhongzhou later to look for the legendary Great Dao Lord..."

"You guys should also practice hard and study hard. Maybe one day you can meet Immortal Destiny."

People were coming and going, and the children were young and loved these legends of gods and monsters the most. They were fascinated by the stories. Su Qiaomei, who is more than 300 years old, raised her eyes and looked into the distance. The smoke from the kitchen smoke curled into the world. The snow fell in winter and it was the time when the plum blossoms were in full bloom. She couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded, but she was thinking, where did that senior go?

Did she find the person she was looking for?

After leaving the small town under Square Inch Mountain, the white-haired woman only followed the direction to Zhongzhou.

The summer wind was blazing, so she came to Fucheng in Zhongzhou and saw two sculptured beasts on the city wall. Chao Feng and Jiao Tu immediately recognized Qi WuHuo's sword, and happily invited this woman, whom she didn't know but who was definitely close to the Daoist, to come up to chat and watch the sunset.

Talking about young Daoist when he was young, he was awkward and serious, like a good Daoist priest.

I was only fourteen years old at that time. I was carrying a bamboo basket full of herbs on my back, and some cold and hard steamed buns in my arms. I was walking step by step on the roads in the city in the heavy snow in the middle of winter, treating people, like a True Person.

He said that when young Daoist got married, they were invited to go.

They wanted to see the sunset, so they didn't go there.

Why did you come here alone this time, where is Qi WuHuo?

White-haired woman paused, then she put True Martial Sword next to her and sat where Qi WuHuo liked to sit. She looked at the distant clouds on the horizon and was stunned. When the clouds on the horizon gradually dimmed, and when she left, she asked the two stone sculpture spirits, where did Qi WuHuo go after that?

"Where did you go? You must have gone home, right?"

Chao Feng's tone is pleasant.

Jiao Tu thought about it seriously and said, "After he came down from the mountain, he should have gone to Jinzhou, and then followed the road to Jinzhou to the gap between the Demon Realm and the human world. I once heard news from the wind that he made a name for himself in the Demon Realm when he was sixteen years old."

The white-haired woman wrote it down and then said goodbye. When she was saying goodbye, Chao Feng and Jiao Tu over there shouted happily, "Goodbye, you will come again next time, and you will come with young Daoist!"

Yun Qin turned his back to them and waved goodbye without giving a positive response.

Jiao Tu felt a little regretful and said, "Do you think they will come?"

Chao Feng is full of confidence. "It will definitely come!"

The white-haired woman walked through the mountains and across the water. She walked through the bustling city of Jinzhou and saw the old tree with young Daoist height scratches. The old tree was mottled with time, and there were many new scratches on it. There were also new children trying to straighten their backs to make themselves look taller. Then their parents gently scratched the bark of the tree with their nails, leaving a mark.

If you have grown taller, you will be happy. Even if you are not that tall, you will feel a little depressed and want to go back and eat more delicious food so that you can grow stronger.

She walked through Two Realms Mountain in the gap between the Human World and Land of Ten Thousand Spirits.

After passing through the tribes where he had defeated many Demon Race heroes with his sword when he was young, he found the [Zither Music Pavilion] of that year in the city of Wanling, this [Zither Music Pavilion] was originally supported by Eighth Great Sage Niu Jinnniu in the troubled times nine thousand years ago. After that, it seemed that there was a close relationship with Lord of All Spirits now, so it became more prosperous.

She found the current patriarch.

She was an extremely charming woman from the Fox Clan, her name was Su You. She was wearing a loose robe that could not hide her beautiful body curves, gorgeous hairpins, and white palms. She was holding a jade ornament from the North. When she saw white-haired woman, wearing a black robe and holding a sword, sitting there, she was stunned for a moment.

Somehow, I thought of the young Daoist who had not wavered in the face of his seduction skills thousands of years ago. I was stunned for a moment, and then I smiled and said, "The girl is so beautiful, I almost thought she was an old friend coming to visit."

The white-haired woman said gently, "Old friend... is he Wu Huo?"

Su You's voice paused, and she looked at the white-haired woman in front of her. Su You was Qi WuHuo's old friend. When young Daoist entered Demon Kingdom, he was hiding in her Zither Music Pavilion. So before, she saw that man ascending to the sky to fight, and finally disappeared. She knew that the sharp young man had died.

Now when I see Yun Qin holding up the sword, I know everything immediately. His expression is gentle, and the hardship of dealing with outsiders in the past thousand years has disappeared. It is just like the one who just became an immortal and took over Zither Music Pavilion The fox fairy from sat in front of Yun Qin and said with a gentle smile, "I, Zither Music Pavilion, not only play the piano, but also sell some news. I probably know the news inside and outside the six realms. What do you want to ask, girl?"

"Ask him, how much does it cost?"

Su You smiled, "As for that person, a cup of tea and the music of the piano are enough."

She recalled the young Daoist who ignored her own charm, and softly recounted the past.

He said that the first time he came here, he directly had a conflict with Demon Race Qing Jingwei's subordinates, and had to hide in this Zither Music Pavilion, under the pseudonym Qiushui Wuhen. There seemed to be some Daoist mysteries in the sound of the piano, Spirit Charm, and he suddenly became famous.

Let's talk about the battle with Qing Jingwei back then, monk back then, Chunyang back then, fortune teller who didn't speak the truth at all, first beauty of the demon race who fell into love, the sword-wielding Daoist, the willful demon, and Lord of All Spirits who was still Xiao Pengcao.

Everything is revealed slowly.

The white-haired Yun Qin bid farewell to this Demon Realm. On the Avenue of Wanling, the monks of Wanling and the traveling merchants of the human race came and went, but there was no hostility in the past. In the Zither Music Pavilion, the music of the piano was ringing, and the storyteller was stunned. It was about the time when Lord of All Spirits climbed to the sky, and it was the emperor in white who personally pacified the world.

When the emperor was still young and weak, it was this man who appeared and turned everything around.

When he was still young at that time, he wore white clothes and fought against thousands of troops, deposed the demon emperor at that time, and then personally opened up the road, helped the young emperor embark on the road of Lord of All Spirits, completed earth-shattering achievements, and then left calmly.

Just as True Martial Demon Queller is to the heaven, Master Jiube is to the human world. This is also the most popular storytelling in the entire Land of Ten Thousand Spirits.

The white-haired woman listened to something and walked away.

She saw Lord of All Spirits at this moment in the deepest part of Land of Ten Thousand Spirits.

I went to the capital of the human world, under Nine Stone Tablets, and looked at the place where the Daoist once taught and preached.

In front of Treasury Chamber, I saw the willow trees planted by him growing in the wind...

On the bank of the East China Sea, I saw the traces of when he sent the Dragon King back.

Finally, she walked through this the Human World, climbed Mount Tai, stood on the Jade Emperor Peak of that year, looked down, watched the clouds flow, looked at this the Human World, she walked everywhere in this world, and traces of him could be seen everywhere, as if he had never left.

I was stunned for a long time and was speechless.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the clouds on the horizon have become slightly golden in color, spreading out in front of Jade Emperor Peak.

The sound of wheezing and wheezing came from behind, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe climbed up holding on to his waist, listening exactly.

This is Mount Tai, the dojo of Mount Tai Prefect, which leads directly to the Yinsi Netherworld, so the gods of the Yinsi Netherworld can immediately know that Venerable Lord's True Martial Sword is coming. After a debate, the origin of this legend and story was revealed.

Thousands of years have passed, and Di Ting is still in the realm of an earthly immortal. If he were not born a different species, he would have been immortal, and his bones were all reduced to rubbish. Now he was wearing a gray robe, climbed to the top of Mount Tai, wiped his cold sweat, looked at white-haired woman sitting on the edge of the cliff, rubbed his eyebrows, and cautiously persuaded:

"Madam, Northern Emperor's Son, Your Highness, you have walked all this way. Below Mount Tai is the Yinsi Netherworld. Don't let your imagination run wild and jump down from here."

"This is no different from other mountains. If a god jumps here, he will shed a layer of his skin."

Di Ting opened his mouth and scratched as usual.

He even wanted to slap himself.

But white-haired woman just smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing." Diting was stunned, but saw white-haired woman stretching out his hand, as if the wind was blowing from his palm, his eyes were slightly lowered, his temperament calmed down, and he said, "I have walked through the mountains and rivers, and seen every inch of the world. Wherever I go, I can hear people talking about him."

"It's like he never left."

"I won't do anything stupid. If he were here, he wouldn't want me to do that. I will stay here, guarding his stories, and watching the mountains and rivers he has walked through..."

Di Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

The wind on Mount Tai was blowing violently, and the woman's white hair was slightly fluttering. Her temperament was different from the innocent and romantic temperament of the past, and had become calm and gentle, which made the bystanders sigh with emotion and ask what love is in the world. But at this time, laughter suddenly came, breaking the atmosphere of the place -

"Oh?! It's good to have such a character!"

Lingbao, dressed in a green shirt and holding a sword, walked over with high spirits and was quite approving, but suddenly laughed:

"But what if he is not dead?!"

Then white-haired woman's eyes narrowed slightly and his body paused.

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