Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen

Yang Yizhi stood quietly in the tent. In front of him is a flower bed made of crabapple, the flowers have withered. The faint candlelight danced gently in the wind, illuminating Acacia's pale face. She still had a smile on her face, but that smile was haggard and withered like the flowers around her. Yang Yizhi looked at her blankly, looking at the slight sadness in her smile. What is she dreaming about? His smile was a bit bitter, because he knew that no matter what was in her dream, there would be no him. After the Battle of the Three Linked Cities, she was so overwhelmed with emotion that she had already forgotten everything she had experienced with him①.Afterwards, on the Dawei Tianchao, in the mandala formation, and beside the Leshenglun Palace, he just watched silently, watching her accompany the blue figure, feeling lost and speechless.

He never thought that he would meet her again here.What's more, she didn't expect that at the moment of reunion, she would be sleeping in front of him like this. So peaceful, so silent. A few strands of black hair were wetted by the sea water, sticking messily on her pale skin, looking like a scar. Yang Yizhi stretched out his hand and gently took off the messy hair on her forehead. He couldn't help but think of the scene where she forcibly put the antidote into his lips in Sanlian City.He clearly remembered that at that moment, there was a drop of tears—her tears, slowly drying up on his face.

It is so cold, but it also brings a burning pain. The poison of forgetfulness did not take away his life, but it took away all her memories of spending time with him. Since then, we have been strangers. At that moment, his fingers trembled a little. The door curtain was lifted, and the envoy in yellow walked in. He stood quietly behind Yang Yi, like a shadow. He looked at Yang Yizhi, then at Xiangsi, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "She is dying soon." Yang Yizhi's body shook slightly. The envoy in yellow looked like a hook, nailing it quietly on Xiangsi's face: "It is said that there is a kind of martial art. If a person is hit, he will remain silent and his body will become more and more stiff. After seventy-seven forty-nine days, It turned into a stiff puppet. In these seventy-seven forty-nine days, she will regard the first person she sees as her master. Her consciousness has not completely disappeared, and everything in the world can still exist Her gradually numb brain leaves a mark, but her body no longer belongs to her, only to her master. No matter what her master tells her, she can't help but agree. If her master is in pain, she will Will weep, and if her Master is happy, she will be happy. She..."

He said word by word: "It's his puppet." Yang Yizhi's complexion suddenly turned pale. The envoy in yellow said calmly: "As the leader of the martial arts alliance, tell me, what kind of martial arts is this?" Yang Yizhi's heart couldn't help twitching.Even people in the Forbidden Palace like the envoy in yellow have heard of this kind of martial arts. As the leader of the martial arts, it is impossible for him not to know. But this fact is too cruel, he has seen it a long time ago, but he has never dared to say it. The envoy in yellow looked stern, and seemed to be urging him.Yang Yizhi sighed softly: "Puppet swordsmanship."

The messenger in yellow smiled.He was appreciating Yang Yizhi's pain, but at the same time felt that the pain seemed to pierce his heart, which made his heart tighten.He leaned over, lifted Xiangsi's body lightly, and put his finger on the back of her head. Yang Yizhi's face suddenly changed, and the faint light on his right palm closed! The envoy in yellow smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I just heard that there is a way to wake up a sleeping person immediately!" He stood behind Xiangsi, holding her face carefully from behind, keeping her looking up at Yang Yizhi.

Yang Yizhi was startled, as if he understood what he was going to do: "Stop!" At this moment, the envoy in yellow gently exerted force. Acacia's body trembled. As if the spring breeze broke a layer of ice, her eyes gradually opened, reflecting the moon-like shadow. Yang Yizhi was struck by lightning. ——That look is so strange. There is no compassion, no tenderness, no tranquility, no charm.Just like a mirror, reflecting the brilliance of the bright moon.If you stare carefully, there is endless emptiness. At this moment, Yang Yizhi felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, as calm as him, he couldn't help standing up in a panic, and stepped back step by step.

She looked up at him blankly.Gradually, a smile appeared on his pale face—a submissive, respectful and stiff smile. Suddenly, she pulled back her knees and bowed gracefully to him. "host……" Yang Yizhi's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help rushing out the door. The envoy in yellow hugged Xiangsi lightly, stopping her further movements.The blocked Acacia, like a puppet that has been disconnected, suddenly lost its vitality and leaned against his arms. The envoy in yellow hugged her lightly, pressing her lips with his fingers. "Want to call him master?"

"We can call him together." He gently placed Acacia in the flower bed.Acacia obeyed his orders meekly.There was a faint blackness in her eyes. This strand of black seemed to have permeated her life, eating away at her flesh and blood, slowly turning her into an empty shell, a puppet. The sea finally calmed down.The storm seemed to be afraid of Zhuo Wangsun's majesty, and quietly stopped raging.The most beautiful moment was ushered in after venting the manic sea surface. The air was almost completely transparent, and everything seemed to be shrouded in a huge glass.The mottled clouds have not completely retreated, covering the sky like fine fish scales.When the sun shines through, the clouds divide it into bundles of light, which are engraved in the glass and solidified one by one.

In the sky here, you can see eternity. The silence seemed to last forever.For thousands of years, nothing has changed.The clouds flow lightly, and the wind blows slowly.The sea of ​​violent power disappeared, like a lazy girl, lying under the flower trellis woven by light and clouds, her starry eyes half-closed. On the sea, there is a road. a green road. The algae seem to be uprooted, and the broad leaves float on the surface of the sea, forming a layered road.The blue road is several feet wide and stretches straight to the south.Zhuo Wangsun smiled lightly, and stepped on the road of green algae.

Sea God invites guests, he is the elegant guest of Youxian, so why not visit with pleasure? A majestic rainbow hangs down from the sky, suddenly bursting with light.At the end of the road, a huge island appeared in a trance, with rich flowers blooming all over the island, flowing springs and clean water all over the island. In the very center of the island is a huge abandoned ancient Buddha statue, with purple bamboos like jade growing all over its surroundings.Countless people stood naked, surrounding the ancient Buddha.These people are stooped and slender, as if they have not seen the sun all year round, and the sea mud smeared all over their bodies makes them look more like evil spirits.They stood under the setting sun, their dark feathers fluttering in the wind, strange and desolate.

The ancient Buddha had a compassionate face, and folded his palms together, but his face and body only had a slanted half, and the incision was neat, as if it had been cut off by a sword.Vines grow, covering its wounds. What kind of person can dance such a shocking sword? What would the other half of the ancient Buddha look like? Is it the same tenderness and compassion, or will it be the fury of thunder?is good?Evil? Zhuo Wangsun's gaze didn't stay in the slightest, he just walked slowly along the Zao Road in a mirage.His posture is calm and leisurely, like a famous scholar looking for immortals and five mountains. However, with every step he takes, the magnificent and silent sea city seems to be scattered by him. People in crane cloaks looked up at him together, with sorrow on their faces, as if they felt the coming of doom. Guo Ao sat on the bronze drum, his chest rising and falling. Even though he had already awakened the power of a secret demon, but after fighting against the storms at sea for several days and nights, cutting the waves with his sword power, his true energy was exhausted. The only thing that comforted him was that he finally kept the bronze drum safe.After several days of storms, the bronze drum was still safe and sound. When the first ray of sunlight came down, the bronze drum quietly floated on the sea waves, and the night dew began to dry. Guo Ao could only maintain a sitting posture, and his whole body almost collapsed.Looking at the calm and pulsating sea, he felt the insignificance of human power.If the storm was bigger, he didn't know if he could still withstand it. There was a soft sound behind her, and Qiu Xuan poked her head out of the bronze drum: "Huh? Are you still there? I thought you were gone." Guo Ao didn't answer.He barely had the energy to answer. Qiu Xuan opened the bronze drum: "Why don't you come in?" Guo Ao pondered for a while, then slowly got up, and got in through the gap in the bronze drum. He froze for a moment. He thought he was in the wrong place. A scarlet Persian carpet was laid on a flat brass floor. In the center of the carpet, Qiu Xuan sat with her knees hugged, her feet bare, her exquisite ankles sunken deep in the carpet, and the smile on her face was like that in the morning light. Blooming crabapple. Four cranes carved from white jade stand at the four corners of the bronze drum, each holding a Ganoderma lucidum.Ganoderma lucidum emits a faint light, reflecting a horizontal jade table in the center.There is a Yaoqin and a wine cup on the table.Qiu Xuan sat in front of the jade case, looking at him with a smile. Where is this or the broken bronze drum with holes in the walls, clogged with stinking shark skin, and ready to sink at any moment?This is simply a fairy cave! The soft pearl light reflected on Guo Ao's face, making him feel tired for a while. Qiu Xuan: "Are you tired? In fact, you don't have to do this, just sit here like me." She didn't know where she moved, and suddenly there was a muffled creaking sound from the bronze drum.Guo Ao suddenly discovered that the bronze drum was not cast in one piece, but was embedded with many huge copper pieces. When the copper pieces were removed, a two-foot-deep interlayer was revealed, and the inside was divided into large and small copper boxes. , I do not know what is stored.Since there are many concave and convex animal pattern decorations on the surface of the drum, the two-foot-deep interlayer has been covered up without any trace. The spring turned slowly, and a skylight suddenly appeared above their heads, and the sun shone down. "Look, there's no need for any shark skin at all." Qiuxuan moved again, the skylight disappeared, the whole bronze drum was sealed, and it quietly sank to the sea.Countless small windows appeared, each with a mirror embedded in it, reflecting the situation in the sea.The small windows are connected in a line, slanting across the drum body, like a string of starlight. Qiu Xuan: "Look, it's not afraid of sinking into the sea at all." She pressed it again, and one of the cranes suddenly moved, holding a brocade pod in its mouth, and placed it in front of Guo Ao. Qiu Xuan smiled and invited: "Please sit down." Guo Ao was speechless. "This bronze drum is impeccable. You don't have to be afraid of storms at all. You have been blasting for three days and three nights with internal force, and you are really short-sighted." "..." "Can't you see it? Actually, I have stored a lot of things in the bronze drum." "..." "That's why I let you catch me. If not, how could I have left Huafang?" "..." "Are you so regretful that you want to hit someone?" "..." No matter how far the algae road is, there will be an end. The end point is a huge reef Sure enough, there is also a reef cave house hidden under the reef, which seems to be even bigger than the one just now.When Zhuo Wangsun Wukong fell, all the people in the cave raised their heads and looked at him expressionlessly. At that moment, the black crane cloaks on those people were dim and colorless. A huge linden tree grew from the cliff, its roots penetrated deeply into the reef, and its branches and leaves stretched out, covering almost the entire cave, except for a piece of sky in the center.Bodhi leaves are like clouds, covering the cave.The water drops kept falling from the top of the cave, and were caught by the leaves again, so gloomy and so green that it seemed to melt away. The silent Buddha sat cross-legged under the bodhi tree, smiling with a broken face.His eyes are still so compassionate, the worldly misery makes him sigh, but he is happy, because he has finally found the true enlightenment for all sentient beings. The Buddha statue looks up at the starlight, but it is also like looking up at Zhuo Wangsun falling from the sky. Countless people wearing black crane cloaks sat cross-legged around the Buddha.They seemed to be waiting for the Buddha's enlightenment before he would tell them the Dharma. At that moment, they will be free. But they sit in purgatory. In the cave, there is a secret sound of gnawing and crawling.Countless finger-sized ants crawled on them, not letting go of every inch of their bodies.They go in through their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and come out of their mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.All of them remained silent, smiling, watching their own bodies disintegrate under the bite of the ants. The black ants, like dark clouds and black threads, meet under the Buddha statue and form a huge nest.Their nests are pure white, built at the feet of Buddha statues. The white nest fluttered slightly in the wind, but upon closer inspection, it was covered in white feathers. Under the feather coat, the gray hair spread out, and countless silver threads were carved out of the ant nest.This ant nest turned out to be on a person's body.His body has long been hollowed out, becoming a huge ant nest. The old man has white hair and a childlike face, and looks like a fairy with flying feathers.When he looked at Zhuo Wangsun, the corners of his mouth like withered leaves were raised into a smile. Zhuo Wangsun sighed. "When the Buddha was sitting under the bodhi tree, he said: If you can't achieve true enlightenment, you can't get up from this seat. Therefore, later generations call it Vajra Meditation. Why do you do this?" Ants are all over the body, biting the hidden form.What a pain that is.Even if it is ascetic practice to seek the Buddha, it does not have to be like this. The old man in feather clothes said slowly: "I am for atonement." Zhuo Wangsun: "What crime?" The old man in feathers raised his head.The skylight hangs down through the linden tree, a gloomy green.Because of this, his fair face was covered with shadows: "Buddha sin." Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "The Buddha is also guilty?" The old man in feather clothes lowered his head slowly.He seemed to have lived with the black ants for a long time, and his whole body had been integrated with the ant nest.The ant nest is transparent, and the organs in his body seem to be seen through the ant nest.Blood, flowing in the ant nest, came out of his heart, and then returned to his heart.Countless black ants crawled inside his body, gnawing at his internal organs.He was enduring the greatest pain in the world, but his eyes were as calm as the sea. The old man in feather clothes stared at Zhuo Wangsun quietly: "You are also guilty." The corner of Zhuo Wangsun's mouth raised a sneer: "I am also guilty?" The old man said slowly: "What you are after is your sin." Zhuo Wangsun pondered slightly. What is he after? Xiao Luan? At that moment, Zhuo Wangsun's eyes flashed a trace of anger, but then he smiled lightly: "Then what should we do?" The old man bowed his head solemnly. "My king, please remember." The ant nest suddenly disintegrated, and the white nest and the white feather coat shattered into pieces at the same time.The old man's body disintegrated, all blood vessels burst at this moment, dyeing the white nest and clothes scarlet.In an instant, he was left with only a bone, but he held the bloody heart with both hands and pointed straight to the south. The crowd sitting cross-legged also knelt down and chanted aloud: "Please remember." They sat up abruptly. Their bodies have long been hollowed out by the ant colony in the desolation of the years, and they are fragmented.With this force, their flesh and blood suddenly disintegrated and collapsed into ashes.There is only one heart left, as graceful as a beautiful jade, held in the hand devoutly. The heart that lost its blood supply twitched violently and gradually stopped beating. They are still pointing to the south. The foul smell filled the bottom of the cave, and those huge black ants crawled around in a daze, transporting blood and minced meat to the statue of Buddha.The Buddha looked up at the stars in the sky, and the joy he had just awakened turned into compassion. Zhuo Wangsun clasped his fingers on the Bodhi tree. The Bodhi tree trembled slightly, and the huge tree suddenly snapped off.Zhuo Wangsun danced up and saw the sword light flashing in the green shadow, cutting the bodhi tree into several sections. "The Buddha has already passed away, so why do you need to grow and prosper again?" At the moment when the bodhi tree was pulled out, several huge hollows appeared on the mountain body of the reef mountain.It was the gap created by the deeply sunken roots of the bodhi tree.The sea water poured in instantly, and amidst the violent thunder, the entire cave collapsed in an instant. Finally, only the Buddha was left looking up, sinking into the depths of the sea, looking at the sky blocked by many clear waters. Demon King Tsing Yi, standing on the blue waves above his head, smiled at him. No suffering in the world can move them. The sea is bright. Only the smiling demon king and Buddha remained. stare at each other.

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Notes: ①Two years ago, outside the Great Wall, Xiangsi and Yang Yizhi suffered from the poison of Wangqing at the same time.Xiangsi forced Yang Yizhi to take the only antidote, and then forgot the years of living and dying with him outside the Great Wall, and only remembered to be by Zhuo Wangsun's side.And Yang Yizhi also promised not to bring up this matter again for the rest of his life.details