Chapter 15 Chapter Fifteen

However, at that moment, a strange light suddenly illuminated the sky above his head!It seemed as if the sky suddenly darkened and dark clouds appeared everywhere, but in an instant there was a lightning strike that split the entire Forbidden City apart—the howling wind blew up, the trees in the courtyard rustled, and outside the Jinghe Hall, the last batch of dead soldiers fell In the place where blood was flowing, the remaining petals of chrysanthemum rose up one after another, rolling into the void. All the people gathered in the bloody battle inside and outside the Forbidden City raised their heads and exclaimed in unison!

The confrontation of forces that could almost subvert the world finally passed, and the sky just turned dark and cleared again.The five-color whirlwind gradually dispersed, and the flowers and trees fell off, revealing the two people in the center of the storm.Pointing his feet on the eaves of Tianji Hall, the man in white retracted his fingers, and without looking at his opponent again, he suddenly turned around like the wind, swept down many tall buildings, and went straight to Jinghe Hall. "High Priest Feng Ya?" Young Master Shu Ye recognized the person coming, blurting out in surprise.

Ding Jianhou was also shocked - this is Feng Ya, the top cult master and high priest of the Moon Worship Sect, which is widely rumored in the world? So the person who is still standing on the top of the Tianji Temple today should be the Mingjiao leader and old man Horn who is as famous as him? The moment the white-clothed priest turned back and turned back, the black-clothed figure standing on the tallest building in the Forbidden City shrank suddenly—that was an extremely strange change.Looking from a distance, that person's body suddenly shrank! "Jiaowang!" All the Mingjiao people exclaimed, and they couldn't help but turned around and ran towards the Tianji Hall.

However, at that moment, the suddenly shrunken human figure swelled up again, and shattered into thousands of pieces amidst the exclamation of everyone!It was as if extremely intense gunpowder exploded in the body, and the man disappeared into the air in an instant, only scattered blood rain sprinkled on the few Ming Cultists who charged closest. In the air filled with the smell of blood, a black order talisman fell down—it was the Holy Fire Order of the Ming Cult. "King!" The elders and disciples stared at the treasure of the religion that fell from mid-air, and exclaimed in disbelief—the king has lost?The leader who seemed to be omnipotent was actually defeated!All fighting intent and murderous intent were disintegrated in an instant.

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, High Priest Feng Ya had already entered the Jinghe Hall, and landed in the courtyard as light as nothing.The white clothes are still spotless, but the eyes under the forehead ring are deeper, and the blue color faintly reveals some kind of ominous ashes.However, the power carried by this "inhuman" person beyond the limits of the mortal world instantly stunned the two people in the court.Even Ding Jianhou, who turned the world upside down, stared blankly at this priest of the Moon Worship Cult, speechless. Feng Ya glanced at the dead eldest grandson Siyuan, his eyes remained unchanged, he just stretched out his hand to the young master Shu Ye, and smiled slightly: "I have done what I should do... let's go, you should also go back to the Moon Palace to find him." Samantha is gone."

The priest took Ding Jianhou and young master Shu Yeyang away, and it seemed that they were overwhelmed by some kind of force along the way, but no one dared to do anything.Ouchi's guards were concerned about the emperor's safety and did not dare to make any changes; the disciples of the Ming Sect rushed forward furiously, wanting to avenge the emperor, but Feng Ya just waved his hand, and it seemed that an invisible sharp knife slashed in mid-air, immediately Cut those people in half! Menia, who came from Famen Temple, saw such terrifying power, and immediately ordered the believers to retreat, her voice trembling with fear for the first time.In the direction that Priest Feng Ya was moving, all the Mingjiao believers and the Imperial Forest Army stared at him, but retreated subconsciously like a tide.

——Even the king of the Ming Cult was reduced to dust under his hands. Who in this world would dare to overthrow him? Seeing the huge statue of Chenglu Bronze Immortal on a gold plate at the door, he knew that he had finally walked out of the forbidden city.When you get outside, you can see the army outposts of King Laiqin from all over the place—— At that moment, Young Master Shu Ye let out a long sigh of relief, and let go of the Mohun Sword, which was already drenched in cold sweat.Looking up, the crescent moon is already hanging in the air.This day is as long as a hundred years, and countless fights have passed by like the wind.Mo Xiang on his back also exhaled at the same time, and slowly said to the priest in white, "Thank you."

"There should be someone outside to meet you?" Priest Feng Ya smiled, "I can only send it here." Both Young Master Shu Ye and Ding Jianhou suddenly heard strange crackling sounds, as if something was breaking apart inch by inch!That voice came from under the priest's white clothes. His whole body's bones were like dead wood meeting fire, making an extremely fragile sound before being destroyed. The expressions of the two changed at the same time, and they blurted out in surprise: "High Priest Feng Ya!" "It's time." He actually said exactly the same words as the eldest grandson Siyuan before he died. The priest in white looked up at the crescent moon that appeared above the imperial capital, his eyes became calm and distant: "Remember to send me back to southern Xinjiang." Before falling, he flicked the skirt of his clothes suddenly, folded his body and grabbed the bronze statue of Chenglu on the golden plate, and slowly sat cross-legged on the huge golden plate in his palm, with one hand facing the sky and the other hanging down to the ground.The white clothes are bathed in the moonlight, and everything seems to be quiet in the world.

Young Master Shu Ye and Ding Jianhou held their breath suddenly, only to feel a kind of brilliance emanating from this body, scattering into the moonlight. "Is he dead?" Only Emperor Wutai thought it was funny, giggling, "He died sitting in the palm of that adult?" The crescent moon of the imperial capital hangs in the sky, and the soft and bright light illuminates the iron-curtain-like night.The generations of life are endless, and the bright moon is only similar year by year.When the wind blows and the wind stops, the clouds rise and the clouds disappear, and a generation of legends will die here forever.

Ding Jianhou and young master Shu Ye looked at each other, and suddenly felt empty in their hearts, and felt that the world was vast and they didn't know what to do. In the next year, Ding Jianhou deposed the mentally incompetent young emperor, and Dai Yin stood on his own, and changed the name of the country to Jing, which was Taizu Jing.After Taizu came to the throne, he wiped out the influence of the Ming religion in the Central Plains, and the moon maiden Menia was forced to leave the imperial capital Chang'an with the remaining believers and return to the Western Regions.Taizu immediately sent troops west to aid Dunhuang, and relieved the siege of Huihe for Gao Liancheng, the lord of Dunhuang, and took the Silk Road into his hands.At the same time, troops were sent west to attack Huihe, went deep into the desert for three thousand miles, killed 100,000 enemies, and captured Dohan Khan alive.

When the world was at peace, the younger brother Shu Ye refused to accept any official rank, so he resolutely resigned. Emperor Taizu knew that he couldn't force it, so he bestowed the sword "Mohun" and his younger brother Gao Shuye, and ordered them to build a tripod sword pavilion in Luoyang, collect the most treasures of martial arts in it, transfer all the former martial arts forces under his command, and use his son Shu Ye As the emperor of the martial arts, he controls all the forces in the grass and wild rivers and lakes under the imperial court.Young Master Shu Ye knew that the Taizu didn't want him to leave, so he used this as a way to keep him, and finally he reluctantly accepted it. However, after living for less than a month, he helped the coffin to set off to Miaojiang. Taizu couldn't stop him, he just sighed, and only made an appointment for his return. It was the autumn of the next year when I returned to Miaojiang again, and it was also the season when manjusawa were in full bloom. Apparently, he had already expected that Feng Ya would die, and Yun Xi had succeeded himself as the new priest. At this moment, he led the crowd to open the gate of the Moon Palace to welcome the younger brother sent by the imperial capital to carry out the canonization ceremony.That tolerant and stern young man still maintained his bright and straightforward appearance. After accepting the title of King of Dali bestowed by the Chang'an Emperor, he talked and laughed happily with the envoys of the Emperor during the banquet, as if nothing happened yesterday. Only when Priest Feng Ya's body was buried in the bottom of the water was there a trace of pain and bewilderment between his brows. Young Master Shu Ye, however, was already as fast as an arrow, and before the end of the trip, he proposed to see the Lord of Worshiping the Moon. Priest Yun Xi was speechless, his face seemed reluctant, but looking at King Dali's jade seal and imperial decree, he seemed to have made a choice between power and desire.After a long time, I finally opened my mouth: "I can take you to see her. But there is one thing that I don't know how to tell you... In fact, on the day you and Master left the Moon Palace, the golden needle injury on the back of her head recurred—" The jade lamp in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, Young Master Shu Ye looked up at Yun Xi in shock—what did he want to say?What is he going to say!Could it be that he was going to say... that Shamanhua died that day? !He couldn't speak, he just stared at the young priest, feeling layers of ice in his heart.However, he could speak without hesitation, and said the following words—— "I broke her head and released the blood, and it took three days to save her life." The young master Shu Ye couldn't bear it any longer, and exclaimed with joy, but before he could stand up, Yun Xi raised his hand, tapped the back of his head, with deep blue eyes, and continued slowly: "But, It's... broken." The priest looked at the stunned guests from the imperial capital, with a secret smile in his eyes, and got up: "I'll take you to see her." As he walked, Yun breathed out and said, "Don't be surprised if she doesn't recognize you—she Now it's like a newborn child who doesn't know anything. She may not be willing to go back with you." Young Master Shu Ye stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to follow. When I saw Shamanhua next to the holy lake, it was the time when the sun was setting, and the waves on the lake were like a dream. He was suddenly dazzled by such bright light and shadows, and he didn't dare to go forward. In the fiery manjushahua by the lake, a woman in white is sitting among the flowers, leaning against a snow-white lion beside her, and is concentrating on weaving a flower crown. Her eyes are focused and pure, as if nothing from the outside world can reach her heart. .She weaved a corolla and threw it lightly on the water, staring fixedly at the newly placed coffin under the lake, with tears falling silently from her eyes. why is she cryingIf she had forgotten everything, why did she still shed tears for this ancient priest? "Oman." Yun Xi stopped under the spinosa tree, and called that person by an unfamiliar name. The woman in white raised her head when she heard the sound, tears were still there, but when she saw the person coming, she suddenly burst into a dazzling smile: "Yunxi!" Like a child, she jumped up from the ground, holding the other hand in her hands. Huaguan, running towards this side along the lake, the white lion followed her with a flick of its tail, also jumping with joy—this past year, Feiguang obviously recognized and relied on the new owner of the Moon Palace just like the owner. The young master Shu Ye stood under the spinosa tree beside him, watching her laughing and running towards Yun Xi, at that moment, the pain pierced her heart like a whistling arrow - didn't she recognize him?She didn't recognize him? He wanted to speak, to call her, but the woman in white against the setting sun and the lake seemed unreal—that kind of smile and joy was the kind he had only seen in the Kunlun Snow Region more than ten years ago: that year, he Sixteen, she was fifteen.Kunlun.Great Bright Palace.Shura Field—In such a dangerous and difficult living environment, the age and love are as pure as Chuxue. What a distant time... so distant that even he, a person who has never lost his memory, has been blurred. "Yunxi!" The woman in white went straight to the spinosa tree, her smile was as pure as the first snow, and she stood on tiptoe and raised her corolla high. As if he was used to getting along with each other like this, Yun Xi smiled and bent down, with a kind of doting on a child.Only for such an amnesiac, childlike Shamanhua, this gloomy gray boy would have such a completely undefended smile, right? However, at that moment, the woman's eyes touched the young master Shu Ye who was watching from a distance under the tree, and her smile froze suddenly.She opened her mouth.At that moment, his heart almost jumped out, and he only hoped that she would smile like in the past, and call out his name lightly - Shu Ye, Shu Ye. However, after all, she failed to call out the name that flowed out of her mind along with the blood, and just stood there in a daze. Looking at each other so close, but every minute and every second makes the blood go cold - have you forgotten?After all, is it still forgotten like this? After a while, as if she didn't want to think hard anymore, she just tilted her head slightly, smiled at him, and then lightly jumped in front of him. "Here you are." She smiled and stood on tiptoe, putting a crown of flames on his hair.The warm and quiet breath from her lips blew on his cheeks, her smile was crystal clear, without any pretentious hesitation: "Who are you? I like you." Young Master Shu Ye and Yun Xi were both startled, and were speechless for a while.Fourteen years.From Kunlun to Dunhuang, from the Western Regions to Southern Xinjiang, and from the imperial capital to here - how many gatherings and separations, the ups and downs of prosperity and prosperity washed away all the waves like a torrent, the glitz was gone, and the splendor was turned into ashes, only the rest, It was the pure snow-like smile in front of him.Regardless of success or failure, it remains the same. Shamanhua, Shamanhua! ... Ding Ding looked at the pure smile that had gone through decades of wind and frost, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and embraced this pure white snow-like woman, hugging him tightly with all his strength.She smiled happily and fell into his arms.Young Master Shu Ye buried his head in her hair, smelling the familiar scent that had been lingering in his dreams for a long time, and suddenly burst into sobs. Under the spinosa tree, Priest Yun Xi's face was pale, his eyes were sharp, and his fingers tightened and released several times.However, as if he was worried about something, he never took any action.It took a lot of effort to get the supreme status in Miaojiang today, how could he offend the younger brother from the imperial capital because he didn't give up Shamanhua? Although such a pure white and bright soul makes him feel rare warmth—however, how can he give up everything he has obtained. "You who have nothing in your heart, what will you do..." For some reason, at the moment of making a choice, the profound sigh that Master Feng Ya said before his death suddenly echoed in his heart. The young priest who had always been defiant of heaven, earth, ghosts and gods suddenly felt something ominous, stood up suddenly, and pressed his hand on the moon soul gemstone in his forehead, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was forcibly suppressing some kind of heart that was on the verge of breaking and losing balance. mood. After a long silence, the new priest suddenly walked away, leaving behind the long-lost lovers. In the second year of Taizu Jing, the younger brother brought Sha Manhua, the leader of worshiping the moon, back from southern Xinjiang, causing a sensation in the imperial capital. Taizu Jing personally presided over the wedding ceremony.The BMW carved cars and fiery trees and silver flowers are the same grand occasion.At the wedding, the man's best man was Gao Liancheng, the city lord who came from Dunhuang; and the woman was also a dignitary, not only with a generous dowry—the one who came to the imperial capital of the Central Plains to send her out of the court in person was actually the newly appointed King of Dali. The ceremony of leaving the pavilion is completed, and the people of Qinglu are settled.Young Master Shu Ye sat by the couch, staring at the beautifully dressed bride for a long time, but dared not speak out. The sky outside was changing with light and shadow reflected by the fireworks, and the cheers of the people of the imperial capital could be heard from the streets.The room is full of treasures and gifts from all parties, and the imperial ink soul sword is hung on the wall, as if witnessing the turbulent events of the past ten years-Mr. Shu Ye felt that everything seemed like a dream, The golden scepter of precious stones raised the pearly face of the bride, and her hands trembled slightly.Under the lamp, the beauty was full of smiles, clear and pure white, instantly illuminating his eyes. After farewell, we meet each other in memory, and share the same dreams with you a few times.Let's try to take a photo of Yin Chi tonight, and it's probably a dream to meet you. "Sha Manhua... Sha Manhua." He touched her light and warm smile, and kept calling her name in a low voice, until he confirmed that the person in front of him was not an illusion, and finally laughed out of relief—— The nobles are forcing people to come and not be free, and the power of the dragon and the phoenix is ​​hard to stop. Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and fourteen states are cold with one sword! Tonight, the sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is at this time.How many winds, frosts and hardships finally melted away in a night of luxurious carnival. Year after year, looking out from the tripod sword pavilion, Luoyang, the deputy capital, is full of flowers.The woman in white picked the peonies, looked back among the flowers and smiled.Seeing such a quiet and clear smile, the young master Shu Ye, who was leaning on the building and looking into the distance, felt an almost unreal feeling of trance—— Has this day come to an end?When all the flowers and pistils are exhausted, I will be alone with you.