Chapter 17 The Seventeenth Broken Heart Season
The gorgeous sunset glow filled the western sky in a short while, and there were thousands of colorful waves on the sea surface, but they were smashed to pieces by a lone sail. A seagull soared into the sky and rushed into the sea. In the depths of the sea and sky, it is like people's youth, once gone and never looking back.
Colorful clouds, dusk, blue sky, sea, gull shadow, lonely sail, the world is full of picturesque, Nan Gongping, Mei Yinxue, and the upright old man are sitting on the deck, silently facing this picture , The words between them have become less and less, as if they are afraid that the soft voice will break the tranquility between heaven and earth.
Nangong Ping and Mei Yinxue cuddled close together, and after an unknown amount of time, they suddenly saw the monster "Seventh Brother" standing up, walked up to Feng Mantian, and respectfully kowtowed three times.
Feng Mantian smiled miserably, and said, "Are you going first?"
"Seventh Brother" said: "I have to go first!"
Feng Mantian said: "Alright, this..."
Among the four, "Brother Seven" has the weakest martial arts, and because of this, the poison also has the fastest onset, he jumped up, nodded to Nan Gongping and Mei Yinxue with a smile, his eyebrows trembled, he flew up, and slapped his backhand , Hit him on the top of his celestial spirit cover, and the person has been swept into the sea. Before he died, the muscles of his whole body had convulsions, the color of his face had turned purple and black, and his teeth were already bleeding.
Nangong Ping and Mei Yinxue clenched their hands even tighter. They knew that this was because "Seventh Brother" couldn't bear the pain of the poisonous attack, so he sought relief earlier. In fact, why didn't they have this intention in their hearts?It's just that the two of them snuggle up to each other, as long as they can spend a little more time together, that's good.
Nangong Ping thought that among the remaining three people, his own martial arts was the weakest, and it would be his turn next. He no longer had to bear the pain of seeing Mei Yinxue die first, but why did he have the heart to leave Mei Yinxue to endure it? this pain?
As soon as she thought of this, her heart was full of sadness, but Mei Yinxue suddenly smiled lightly and said: "Okay, I have to go first."
Nangong Ping was shocked, turned his eyes and saw Mei Yinxue's pale dimpled face gradually changed color, but he himself hadn't seen anything unusual up to this moment.
Only Mei Yinxue said with a sad smile: "I'm afraid you will go before me, the pain is really unbearable for me, now... I..." Gritting her teeth, she stopped talking, her delicate body was like a cold in the wind It trembled like a leaf, obviously the poison had already been released, and the pain was unspeakable.
Nangong Ping burst into tears, and hugged Mei Yinxue tightly in his arms, feeling that her whole body was burning like a hot iron, and couldn't help saying loudly: "Yin Xue, Yin Xue...you wait for me..."
Feng Mantian stretched out his palm suddenly, and touched Mei Yinxue's "sleeping point", he wanted this passionate woman to fall asleep and die in the arms of the only person she loves the most in her life.
So Mei Yinxue fell asleep sweetly, she was getting closer and closer to death, but there was still a faint, sad smile on the corner of her charming mouth.
Nangong Ping hugged her tightly, wept silently for a while, then raised his head and said loudly: "Senior Feng, please take me too..."
Looking around, I couldn't help being shocked again, I saw Feng Mantian sitting like a dead wood, with his eyes closed.And his face has also turned black and purple.
Nangong Ping was shocked, "Senior Feng, what's wrong with you?"
Feng Mantian opened his eyelids, and said: "I..." His whole body shrank suddenly, and a few broken teeth fell out of his mouth. It turned out that he had already been poisoned, but he just gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and even squeezed all his teeth. It was crushed, and when it opened its mouth at this moment, the broken teeth fell out.
Nangong Ping was shocked, he didn't want to think, he just touched the old man's "sleeping hole".
Feng Mantian opened his mouth and said: "Thank you..." Before he could say thank you, he fell to the ground.
The world is vast, Nangong Ping is the only one left, Nangong Ping looked up to the sky and hissed sadly: "Heaven, oh heaven, why am I still alive?" Hissing with grief, filled the sky.
He hugged Mei Yinxue's body tightly, waiting for the poison to attack, the night was approaching, the boundless darkness ruthlessly engulfed this ship of death, Nangong Ping felt that the chill in the world was getting heavier and heavier, and it continued to chill him Deep down in his heart, but his toxicity has not yet flared up.
He can no longer think of the reason for this, but he doesn't know that this is the cruelty of good fortune!
It turned out that in the woods of "Nangong Mountain Villa", he had inhaled a trace of the poison that "Madam Proud" killed "Win Xin Double Evil". The aroma, but he didn't notice it at the time.
After the trace of the poison invaded his body, it never took off, because the poison of "Madam Proud" is called "Yin Soul", and it is the most Yin poison in the world. , and inadvertently forced this tiny bit of toxicity into the heart.
The poison that Nangong Pingping and others are suffering from today is the most Yang poison in the world, it is called "Yang Po", and when Mei Yinxue poisoned it, his whole body was burned.
Both the "yin soul" and "yang soul" are the most poisonous medicines in the world. After being poisoned, there is no cure, but these two kinds of poisons have the power to restrain each other. He knew it, but he didn't even know it himself.
But at this moment, Nangong Ping felt that life was worse than death. The sadness, loneliness, darkness, and cold made him unable to bear it anymore. It was already a lonely thing to walk on the boundless dark sea in a lonely boat, let alone There is only one sad man in this boat.
Starlight and moonlight shone on the pale sail. Nangong Ping stood in front of Mei Yinxue and Feng Mantian, and murmured: "I'm here too..." Just as he was about to shatter his spirit with his backhand, he suddenly heard A sharp whistling sound came from the surface of the white sea, and one person shouted, "Feng Man Tian, are you back?"
The whistling sound was so far away, but it was so clear to Nangong Ping's ears.
He thought about it, and thought: "The island of the gods has arrived!" But his mind was already numb, and he didn't feel any joy at all, instead he was afraid that he would meet his savior.He only heard the continuous whistling sound, shaking people's hearts and souls, and he still slapped the sky on top of his head anxiously with his palm!
At this moment, in the boundless darkness, there is already a little light floating along with the sea waves, floating towards the lonely and pale giant sail on this ship of death.
On a protruding rock at the edge of the island, a lofty and gloomy house was built alone, without a single window on all sides, overlooking the boundless ocean like a giant, facing the distant mist.
The night was desolate, and there was only a little yellow light in the room, which reflected the wide hall like will-o'-the-wisps. There was a row of tables on all sides of the hall, and the tables were covered with pure black tablecloths. Every three feet, there was an urn for ashes. There is a spirit card in front of the jar.
In this spooky hall, there is a slanted couch temporarily placed on which lies a stunning woman, her face is pale, her eyes are closed tightly, she is completely unconscious, the dim light is reflected on her cheek , she, she was Mei Yinxue who had been poisoned to death.
The solitary lamp fluttered, the hall was so quiet that there was no sound, and suddenly——Mei Yinxue on the reclining couch started to move slightly, is this the world or the underworld?
I saw that she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of horror and horror, she looked around, struggling to get up from the reclining couch, is she alive?is it dead?is a person?Is it a ghost?
She staggered, rushed to the corner, supported the edge of the table with both hands, stood firm, looked along the table, and saw that the spirit tablet said: "The seat of Meishanmin, the seven wonderful gods."
She was stunned for a moment, because she knew how prominent this name was in martial arts in the past, could it be that the ashes of this incomparable hero were in the jar?What is this place?How did she come here? Thinking anxiously, she had already taken two steps, and saw two jars placed side by side, and on the spiritual tablet was written: "Liu Heting, the seat of Tao Chunchun and his wife."
She is also very familiar with this name, but what she can't think of is that the spiritual positions of these three generations of heroes are all here. Is this place no longer in the world?Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering cleverly. She felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet, she calmed herself down slightly, and then looked down, only to see a long list of spiritual tablets, which read:
"The position of Zhu Wujue, the demon lord of plague."
"The position of the Thousand Poisonous Demon Ximen Leopard."
"The position of Lone Star Pei Jue."
"The position of the ruthless son Xu Yuanping."
There is also a long list of names, some of which she has heard and some of which she has never heard of, but she knows that these are heroes who were famous and powerful in the martial arts world decades or hundreds of years ago , In an instant, she has concluded that this place must not be human. If this place is human, how can there be so many ashes and spiritual tablets of martial arts heroes from different dynasties, identities and sects?
She secretly couldn't help letting go of her thoughts. Since this place is a ghost, since Nangong Ping is not here, then he must have never died. Instead of blaming him for not dying in love, she sighed comfortingly and prayed silently to the heavens to bless him to spend the time in peace. In this life, it's because she trusts Nangong Ping's feelings very much, and believes that he will never forget her no matter whether he is alive or dead, no matter whether he is in the dark world, just like she herself will never forget Nangong Ping.
So she moved her gaze down to the spiritual seat, her face changed suddenly, she screamed, and sat down on the ground, tears immediately rolled down, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you dead too? Where are you... Where are you……"
On the spiritual tablet, it was written: "Nangong Ping..." These three words touched her eyes, and they really pierced into her heart like three sharp knives.
In an instant, her whole body was icy cold, and with a sound of "Ah", the bronze door in front of the hall opened slightly, and an old man in sackcloth was described as skinny, with a white beard under his chin almost reaching his chest, a ghost. He slid in, although his eyes were radiant, but they were icy and cold, without a trace of human emotion, and his face was also icy and cold, without any expression, he was a dead man who had just crawled out of the grave, It also seems to be a little more angry than him!
He glanced at Mei Yinxue, and said coldly: "Are you awake?"
Mei Yinxue said: "I woke up?... Am I not dead?" Her heart was shaken and she cried bitterly. Since she "woke up", she must not die. Since she is not dead, Nangong Ping is dead!
The old man in sackcloth looked at her and covered his face and wept bitterly, but did not speak out to dissuade her.
Mei Yinxue struggled and threw herself on him, hissing sadly: "Where is his body? I... want to die with him!"
The old man in sackcloth did not move, but moved away three feet, and said coldly, "Have you cried enough?"
Mei Yinxue said: "Nangongping, you...you know him..."
The old man in sackcloth darkened his face and said: "If you haven't cried enough, you can cry again. If you have cried enough, I will take you on board. You don't need to ask about anything else."
His words were icy and cold, and he looked like he was repelling people thousands of miles away.
Mei Yinxue wiped her tears with her hand, stood up suddenly, and said loudly: "If you don't want to answer, I will look for it myself, and you don't need to bother to take me on board." She had a cold and arrogant look on her face, you must know that she was not a weak girl, although she was full of sorrow at the moment, but seeing the look of the old man in sackcloth, she suppressed it in her heart and never let it out again. She is "cold-blooded", but everyone still respects her as "concubine". How often has someone treated her so contemptuously and indifferently.
She straightened her chest and immediately walked over to the door.
The old man in sackcloth suddenly floated in front of her again, and said coldly: "You can't go!"
Mei Yinxue sneered, and said: "I can leave if I want to, who says I can't?"
The old man in sackcloth said coldly: "If you want to take a step on this island, your feet will be cut off." His figure moved back and forth like the wind, but he didn't show any gestures, and he swam freely as if floating in the water.
Although Mei Yinxue's true energy has gradually become more comfortable, but with all her body skills, the body of the old man in sackcloth still stood in front of her like a stone statue, Mei Yinxue couldn't help being horrified in her heart!I don't know where this ghostly old man came from?
One must know that her lightness kung fu is already a top figure in martial arts, isn't this old man's body skills even more inconceivable?
The old man in sackcloth said: "If you don't get on the boat and leave this place within a short time, don't blame the old man for being rude."
Mei Yinxue turned around, smiled suddenly, and said: "A man of this age still has to pester a young girl, isn't he ashamed?" It's like a different person just now.
The old man in sackcloth was stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, Mei Yinxue rushed suddenly, passing by his side like a wind, and rushed out of the half-opened bronze door, his gaze was shaken, it was almost dawn, and the morning light was twilight In the middle, I saw a clear stream meandering under the mountain rocks. The forest beside the stream is lush, a clear green room, and the shadows of houses are faintly visible. There are thousands of buildings and beams, and I don’t know how many houses there are.
She glanced hastily, and didn't dare to stay in her figure any longer, and flew down from the rock in a hurry, and suddenly heard coldly behind her: "What a cunning woman..." The figure in front of her blurred, and the old man in sackcloth came back again. Like a dark cloud, it descended during the day and landed in front of her. With a flick of her sleeves, she shouted: "Go back!" A soft wind came out from her sleeves.
Although the sleeve wind is soft, it is so strong that it is irresistible. Mei Yinxue raised her slender hand, and saw a gust of wind, which should be pointed out. It actually cut the sleeve wind into two halves, and swept from both sides of Mei Yinxue's body. Pass.
The old man in sackcloth couldn't help being surprised that this young woman had such profound martial arts.
Mei Yinxue said: "Looking at your sanctimonious appearance, you seem to be of high moral character, but unexpectedly you are a dangerous villain!"
The old man in sackcloth said angrily, "What did you say?"
Mei Yinxue said: "If it wasn't for a vicious villain, why would you bully me, a poor widow, without any kindness..." When the word "widow" was mentioned, a strong sadness really surged in her heart, and her eyes flowed , with tears shining, her delicate body is weak, and she is about to fall with the wind, she is really pitiful.
The old man in sackcloth softened his expression, but immediately became icy and indifferent again.
Mei Yinxue said: "The other person is dead, why don't you let me take a look at his body, don't tell me you...are...really... so...cruel..." The voice was broken, and the voice fell with tears Well, even a hard-hearted person should have a heart of compassion after hearing this.
Unexpectedly, the old man in sackcloth seemed to have no emotion at all, still indifferent, clapped his palms, and immediately a big man flew under the rock, and he was completely naked, only wearing a short leopard skin skirt around his waist, and his body was long. The hair is fine, the golden light shines, dazzles the eyes, and the face has a wide mouth and fangs. If you look around, you don't know whether it is a human or a beast, but listen to him speaking as a human: "What is the master's order?"
The old man in sackcloth said: "Have all the goods been unloaded?"
The orc lowered his hands and said, "Not yet!" Not only did he speak humanly, but his expression was also very submissive, but for some reason, he didn't look half human, if people saw it, they would inevitably feel a kind of fear involuntarily. , The feeling of disgust is like seeing a lizard and a snake.
The old man in hemp clothes waved his hand and said: "Stay back!" He gestured non-stop, and suddenly tapped the "Ruan Ma acupoint" on Mei Yinxue's waist like lightning.
Mei Yinxue exclaimed, turned over and fell!
The old man in sackcloth lifted her up with one hand, sent her back to the eerie hall of death, put her on the couch, and said coldly: "As soon as the cargo is unloaded, I will send you to the boat. I will save you with the elixir." It's not easy for you to die, you should be satisfied!" Gently closed the bronze door and walked away.
Since this old man is so cruel, how could he save Mei Yinxue's life with the elixir?What exactly is this place?Why is there an eerie air of mystery everywhere?
Mei Yinxue was full of doubts, she suddenly jumped up from the reclining couch, it turned out that before the fingers of the old man in sackcloth touched her acupoints, she had taken precautions and closed the acupoints, and when the old man's fingers touched her clothes, she She flicked and gave way again, her movements were extremely careful and wonderful, but even so, her body still couldn't help numb slightly, and secretly circulated her true qi several times, so that the qi and blood could flow unimpeded, the old man in sackcloth If she adds another 30% of her true strength to her finger, she will really be unable to move.
A kind of powerful force made her barely suppress the grief in her heart, as if she flew to the bronze door and stretched out her hand to push it, but she didn't know that the bronze door was tied outside, and she couldn't push it a little bit.
Surprisingly, the walls on all sides are entirely made of red copper, and when fingers touch it, there is a tinkling sound. Apart from this copper door, there are no other windows. In an instant, she seemed to be back in the red sandalwood coffin again. It seemed that this eerie hall of death was no different from a coffin with a lid nailed on it, except that it was much larger than the coffin.
After countless trials, she was finally completely disappointed. Even though she was strong, she couldn't help crying again, looking for the altar again. The ashes urn behind the altar glowed dark and ugly in the light, and she thought: "The cargo on the ship has not been unloaded yet, why has his body been turned into ashes?"
He stared at the spiritual seat, only to see that it was written: "The seat of Nangong Pingyi!"
With a glance, her sad heart immediately soared from the abyss of pain.
"He's not dead, he's not dead, it's just someone else's spirit seat!" She cheered secretly, her face was broken into a smile, only to hear the bronze door slam softly, she swept her eyes, and went under the spirit seat like lightning, hanging down The tablecloth covered her body like a curtain.
Then, there was a slight sound of footsteps entering the hall, and the old man in sackcloth let out a "huh" and said, "Where is she? I don't believe she can fly out of this hall with wings!"
Another person's voice interjected: "If she didn't fly out of this hall, could she have disappeared?" The voice was powerful, and it came from in front of the table where Mei Yinxue was hiding, but it was a windy voice .
The old man in sackcloth said coldly: "There has been no trace of a woman on the island of the gods for more than a hundred years. Since this woman was brought by you, you need to bring it out of this place." The footsteps moved, as if she had already walked out of the hall .
Feng Mantian said: "Go slowly, she is nowhere to be seen at the moment, how do you know that you didn't let her go."
The old man in sackcloth said: "She's right under the table you're blocking, hum! The table kept shaking when I entered the door just now. Do you think I didn't see it? Although you rushed to block it, it was too late."
Before the words were finished, when the tablecloth was lifted, Mei Yinxue jumped out, grabbed Feng Mantian by the arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Is he not dead? Where is he at this moment?"
Feng Mantian's face was numb, he didn't move, he was leaning on a wooden stick, and he had already changed into a sackcloth, the old man in sackcloth suddenly turned around and said: "That's right, he is not dead, but you can never think about it again in this life." See him!"
Mei Yinxue felt a chill in her heart, and said, "Really? Senior Feng, is what he said true?"
Feng Mantian said dumbly: "Not bad!"
Mei Yinxue suddenly let go of her palm and said, "He is my husband-in-law, why can't I see him?"
Feng Mantian stared intently, not daring to meet Mei Yinxue's gaze, the old man in hemp clothes stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Mei Yinxue coldly.
Mei Yinxue sneered, and said slowly: "Senior Feng, don't misunderstand what I'm saying to you right now, I'm definitely not speaking to you as a lifesaver, because it's not you who I want to save, I Just speaking to you from the position of a man who has sailed with him."
Feng Mantian's face was green and red, Mei Yinxue said: "I'm a weak woman, and I can't match your martial arts. Naturally, I can't resist what you say. Although I can't see him alive, please, after I die, Take my body to him."
The old man in linen said, "Do you want to die here?"
Mei Yinxue said: "At the moment I can't make decisions about other things, it's always okay to die."
The old man in sackcloth said: "After you die, I will also send your body to the boat. You have died ten times, but you still can't see him."
Mei Yinxue is called "cold-blooded", but the blood of this old man in sackcloth is a hundred times colder than Mei Yinxue's. Mei Yinxue was filled with grief and indignation, and when she reached the extreme, she smiled softly and said, "Ah! You are such a great old man!" The hero..." Sudden tried his best, kicked his feet, clapped his palms, poked his fingers, three moves in one move, with such urgency as the wind, he hit the old man in sackcloth.
The old man in sackcloth slipped, Mei Yinxue charged forward, but Feng Mantian rushed to block her.
Mei Yinxue said: "Alright, both of you are great heroes..."
Feng Mantian suddenly said loudly: "Follow me!"
Mei Yinxue and the old man in Mai blurted out in unison: "Where are we going?"
Feng Mantian said in a deep voice, "I'll take you to see him!"
Mei Yinxue was stunned for a moment, and said overjoyed: "Really...really?"
The old man in sackcloth said: "It's not true!"
Feng Mantian suddenly turned around, facing the old man in sackcloth, his eyes shot out a menacing brilliance, piercing the old man in sackcloth like a sharp sword!
The old man in sackcloth remained indifferent, and slowly said: "Loveless, desperate, famous, and powerful! Have you forgotten the 'Four Absolute Precepts' passed down from generation to generation in the island of the gods?"
Feng Mantian said: "I have never forgotten."
The old man in sackcloth said: "Then why do you..."
Feng Mantian sneered, and said: "Forty years ago, Feng Mou had no thoughts of fame, profit and lust in his heart, but this word of love will never be lost. This time, I will take her there, and all consequences will be taken by myself I will take care of it alone, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
His eyes stared at the old man in linen, and the old man in linen stared at him coldly. The two looked at each other for a long time, and the old man in linen said: "Since you want to find trouble for yourself, I have to let you go." ..." His eyes flashed, he turned to Mei Yinxue, and said coldly: "I'm afraid you will feel even more sad after seeing him."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the door first, Mei Yinxue and Feng Mantian followed him down the rock, saw him leaning against the rock, turned to the left, walked about ten feet, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Feng Mantian pointed to the cave beside him and said, "Here we are!"
Mei Yinxue exclaimed with joy, she took a step and saw a copper fence in front of the gloomy cave, Nangong Ping sat cross-legged inside the copper fence with bare feet and sackcloth, with a white cloth tied on top of her head, The cloth was covered with blood stains, Mei Yinxue's heart ached like twists, and he hissed sadly: "What... did you do wrong, they want to lock you up here?"
The muscles on Nangong's plane immediately had a painful spasm, but his eyes were still tightly closed.
Feng Mantian said: "No matter who it is, one person on this island will have to sit in this cave for a hundred days before they can go out..."
Mei Yinxue grabbed the copper grid with both hands, and said, "You...why don't you open your eyes...it's me, I'm here..."
Nangong Ping closed his eyes tightly, without saying a word, Mei Yinxue shook his hands for a while, the copper grid jingled, tears flowed down his cheeks, and tremblingly said: "You...why are you ignoring me..."
The old man in sackcloth said: "Since you have met him once and he has refused to talk to you, you should go now."
Mei Yinxue suddenly turned around, and said: "Okay, I'll go, but I want to ask you, you cured my poison and saved my life, is it because he swore that you would never talk to me again?" ?”
The old man in sackcloth said coldly: "You are very smart."
Mei Yinxue smiled sadly, looked at Nangong Ping and said, "Xiaoping, you are wrong, don't you know that I would rather die with you, in your arms, than be saved by these dirty hands!"
Nangong flat face convulsed again, only to hear the old man in sackcloth say: "After you leave this island, life and death are up to you, but now you must leave!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed at Mei Yinxue's "Jianjing" acupoint.
Feng Mantian yelled: "Wait a minute!" He stretched out the wooden stick in his palm, blocking the fingers of the old man in sackcloth.
The old man in sackcloth said: "Brother Feng, you did this, have you forgotten..."
Feng Mantian didn't even look at him, and said with a sneer, "What did you forget?"
The old man in sackcloth said: "Have you forgotten the ban on this island? With the strength of the two of you, you want to fight against the ban on the island of the gods. Isn't it a dream? If you alarm the elders in the main hall, then the two of you will not be able to survive. , You can’t even ask for death, you’re not only hurting yourself, but also hurting others.”
Feng Mantian's complexion changed tragically, and he slowly lowered his wooden staff.
Mei Yinxue said: "Xiaoping, don't you want to die with me? It's far better for us to die together than to suffer here. If you open your eyes and look at me, I'm willing to die. You... ..."
Unexpectedly, Nangong Ping's eyes were still closed.
Mei Yinxue said sadly: "The greatest difficulty in life is death, is your vow really that serious?"
Nangong Ping seemed to be dead, the old man in hemp clothes sneered, "You want to die with all your heart, but others don't want to die."
Mei Yinxue was stunned for a while, then suddenly wiped away the tears with her backhand, and said, "Okay! I'll go!"
The old man in sackcloth said: "Follow me!" The two walked towards the seaside together.
Mei Yinxue's heart was broken, and she never looked back, the tears welled up in her eyes, but never a single drop fell down.
Nangong Ping only listened to the sound of her footsteps, she gradually walked away, her tightly closed lips opened slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Yinxue, I... I'm sorry..." Two streams of blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth , happened to be mixed with the tears streaming down the cheeks.
Feng Mantian stood on the ground, as if he was dead, he said slowly: "I hope she can understand our difficulties..."
Nangong Ping said with tears: "I know she will hate me for the rest of my life, and I will never blame her, but...but how I wish she knew why I treat her like this!"
Feng Mantian gazed into the depths of the sky, and slowly said word by word: "She will never know..."
Will Mei Yinxue really never know?At this moment, she is already drifting alone in the vast sea, whether she will live or die, it is hard to predict, I am afraid that she will only carry that broken heart forever until the end of her life!
However, Nan Gongping and Feng Mantian, these two indomitable men, why did they do this?Didn't they all have the chivalry and arrogance to face death with a smile?
The dampness and darkness in the cave is almost unbearable, with moss growing all around, and in summer, mosquitoes, gnats and ants are rampant everywhere, which is even more embarrassing.
Nangong Ping sat in the cave as if he was dying. In the first few days, he would show a lot of painful emotions, but later on he seemed to be completely numb.
Outside the cave, there are floating clouds, wind and grass, and he doesn’t even look at them. The seasons change from late spring to early summer, and early summer to midsummer. The sackcloth on his body has long since become sour and smelly, and it’s almost turned into rags, but he doesn’t let go of it. In his heart, the plate of food sent by the "beastman" every day is even rougher, almost unbearable, but he eats it like a candy.
He didn't know how intense the changes in his mind and will were during this period, he only knew that a beard had gradually grown under his chin, and he was indeed much older.
Since that day, he has never seen Feng Mantian again, nor has he seen the old man in sackcloth. He came and went, and he didn't know how long it had passed. One day, he sat quietly to adjust his breath, and gradually he was in a state of forgetting me, when suddenly he heard "wow" With a sound, the copper gate opened wide, and the old man in sackcloth stood in front of the cave and said, "Congratulations, Your Excellency, you have officially become a member of the Island of the Gods."
He was saying congratulations, but there was no joy in his tone, Nangong Ping stood up without looking at him from the corner of his eyes, the old man in linen said: "Starting today, Your Excellency can change residence."
Nangong Ping followed him along the Qingxi River to Fanlin, and saw this long passage, without a single rock or broken leaf. After walking for a while, the forest opened up, and there was a wide open space surrounded by four There are about 20 or 30 wooden houses in each row, and at the door of each wooden house, there is an old man in sackcloth and white hair sitting upright!
These old people are of different heights, short, fat and thin, but the expressions on their faces are all icy and cold, without any emotion at all. Some sit and look at the sky, some read books quietly, and dozens of people sit together, but they can't hear With a sound of words, Nangong Ping walked past them. Those who were reading were still reading, and those who were sitting still were still sitting blankly. None of them turned their eyes to look at Nangong Ping.
The old man in Mai took Nangong Ping to a wooden house in the corner, only to see two large characters written on the door: "Zhishui", the old man in Mai said: "This is your residence." Words, and continued: "This is your name. When the time comes, I will take you into the palace, but before the time comes, you are not allowed to leave here."
Nangong Ping "hummed" as an answer.
The old man in sackcloth said, "Do you have anything to ask me?"
Nangong Ping said coldly: "No!"
The old man in sackcloth looked at him up and down, and said: "Okay!" He turned and walked into the deeper part of the dense forest. All the sackcloth worn by the old people here was the color of yellow kudzu, but the sackcloth on his body was dyed deep purple. It turned out that he was one of the deacons on the island, and because of the color of his clothes, he was different from others.
There are only seven deacons on this island, and Feng Mantian and him are one of them. Every deacon has a disciple to guide him. one of the disciples.
Naturally, Nangong Ping will not know these things until later, at this moment he lightly opened the door, only to see that the walls of the room are unremarkable, only one collapsed, one table, one chair, a sackcloth, a pair of wooden chopsticks on the low table, A wooden bowl, a silk book, and a pair of hemp shoes that are a few short. The bed is less than five feet long, and there is no bedding on it, only a thin straw mat.
He stared at the white-haired old men in sackcloth who were sitting silently, and thought to himself: "Could this be the legendary holy place 'Temple of the Gods' in the martial arts? Could this be the life of the 'Temple of the Gods'? No wonder Feng Mantian is getting closer to this place, feeling melancholy The heavier it gets! That's why no one has human emotions except him!"
It's just that the hundred days of being imprisoned in the Unfeeling Cave had taught him to be patient. He lifted up the chair and picked up the silk book, like those old people, sitting at the door of the wooden house, flipping through the silk book, his But my heart couldn't help beating violently, and I saw that the book read: "Eighteen Bodhidharma moves."
You must know that the "Eighteen Forms of Bodhidharma" was originally a unique skill of Shaolin. In today's martial arts, there are very few people who have seen this kind of unique skill, and even the only ones who know it. If this thin silk book appeared in the martial arts of the Central Plains Suddenly, there will be a huge wave, and I don't know how many martial arts masters will die fighting for this book, but at this moment, on the island of the gods, this secret book that everyone in the martial arts dream of sleeps is like a piece of waste paper Generally put it anywhere.
Nangong Ping didn't want to take his eyes off the book anymore, he was completely obsessed with the mysteries of this kind of martial arts. At noon, the golden-haired orc brought two iron buckets, and the old people took out wooden bowls and chopsticks from the house , each filled a bowl, they walked, ate, advanced and retreated, sat down, no matter what they did, they did not make a sound, and no one asked each other a word.
Three days later, before dawn, the "golden-haired orc" changed the silk book in everyone's house, Nangong Ping felt annoyed, but when he unfolded the newly changed silk book, he found it was "nothing." "Shadow God Boxing Manual" is a martial arts secret book that has been handed down for a long time.
After 50 or 60 days like this, Nangong Ping has changed 20 books on the table, each of which is a rare martial arts secret book, Nangong Ping gritted his teeth and memorized them all.
You must know that before these old people came to the Isle of the Gods, they all had a glorious past, and they were all martial arts masters who once entered the Isle of the Gods. After entering the Isle of the Gods, no one can leave here alive. The incomparably noble martial arts secrets are viewed so contemptuously here, some people just regard them as entertainment, and some people don't read them at all.
Days and nights went by, and I don't know how long it had passed, but Nangong Ping didn't hear a single human voice, and sometimes he couldn't help guessing that these old people were all walking dead, lifeless at all.One day it rained suddenly, but these old people didn't realize it. No one went into the house to shelter from the rain. In late autumn, they still only wore sackcloth, and no one was afraid of the cold, but Nangong Ping couldn't help shivering from the cold, so he had to He secretly adjusted his breath, and after three to five days, he got used to it. Only then did he know that his martial arts had made amazing progress. Those amazing martial arts secrets were like the rough food on the island, which was in his body. digested.
So he sleeps less and eats less, but his spirit is more vigorous. Sometimes he dreams back late at night, and those painful past memories all come back to his heart. He just gritted his teeth and endured silently. , he only felt at a loss in his heart.
One morning, he suddenly found that the old man in the opposite wooden house was no longer there. No one knew where the old man had gone, and no one asked a question. In the hearts of these old people, matters of life and death are as indifferent as eating, drinking and sleeping. , it seems that even if someone loses his head in front of them, they will not raise their eyes to take a look.
Another hundred days passed in a hurry, and in the early morning, the old man in sackcloth suddenly appeared at the gate of Nangong Ping again, saying: "Follow me!"
Nangong Ping didn't ask any questions, stood up and walked away. When he walked through the square, he suddenly noticed that some of the old people raised their heads and looked at him, with envious expressions in their eyes. Nangong Ping couldn't help being surprised: "It turns out that these people also have emotions, but they all hide them well." Then he thought again: "What do they envy? Is it where I will go?"
It is another long and clean path, the wind blows the trees, rustling, the leaves are slightly yellow, and the world is full of chilling mystery. Nangong Ping knows that he is about to enter the heart of the island—— The Temple of the Gods - I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
突听一阵皮鞭挥动之声，自树木深处传出，南宫平斜目望去，只见一株大树的横枝上，垂着一根白线，线上竟吊着风漫天庞大的身躯，“金毛兽人”手挥一根蟒鞭，不住地在风漫天身上鞭打，口中喃喃数着：“二十八……二十九……”突地白线断了，风漫天“扑”地落到地上，“金毛兽人”一声不响，又在树上挂起一条白线，风漫天纵身一跃手握白线，悬空吊起，“金毛兽人”蟒鞭又复在他身上鞭打起来，口中道：“一……二……”竟然重新数起。
那白线又柔又细，蟒鞭却是又粗又大，风漫天纵有绝顶功力，能够悬在线上已大是不易，何况还要禁受蟒鞭的鞭打？
南宫平顿足看了半晌，掌中已不禁沁出冷汗，但风漫天却面容木然，默默忍受，有如顽童忍受父母师长的鞭打一样。
鞭风呼啸，啪啪山响，南宫平实在不忍再看。
麻衣老人冷冷道：“每日三十六鞭，要打三百六十日，白线一断，重新来过，要在此地犯规的人，需得先问问自己，有无挨打的武功与勇气。”
南宫平闭紧嘴巴，一言不发，树林已到尽头，前面山峰阻路，却看不到屋影，只见麻衣老人伸手在山壁上一块圆石上轻拍三掌，一块山壁，便奇迹般转动起来，露出一条通路，南宫平大步而入，只听“啪”地一声，山壁又立刻合了起来。
秘道中弥漫着一种异样的腥臭之气，一盏铜灯，在一丈前的山壁上闪发着黯淡的光芒，尽头处却是一扇铜门。
南宫平回首望去，那麻衣老人竟已踪影不见，这里的每一件事，俱都出乎常理之外，他索性处之泰然，大步向前走去，只听山腹中传出一阵尖锐的语声，道：“你来了么？”
语声未了，密道尽头的铜门，霍然大开，南宫平早巳将什么都不放在心上，昂首走了进去，只见这铜门之中，又是一条甬道，但甬道两旁，却蜂巢般开展着无数个石窟，上下两排，也不知共有多少，有的石窟中有人，有的石窟中无人，有的石窟中灯火明亮，有的却是阴森黑暗。
只听那尖锐的语声道：“一直走，莫回头！”南宫平大步而行，索性看也不看一眼，心中却不禁暗中叹息：“诸神殿！这就是'诸神殿'，若叫武林中人见了，不知如何失望……”
心念尚未转完，只听一声：“这里！上来！”声音发自高处。
南宫平仰首望去，只见甬道尽头的山壁上，亦有一处石窟，离地竟有数丈，南宫平纵身一跃，他本待在中间寻个落足换气之处，哪知一跃便已到了洞口，他微一拧腰，嗖地掠了进去，他知道他已进入了控制着这神秘之岛的神秘人物的居处了。
石窟中的腥臭之气，更是浓烈，左首角落，垂着一道竹帘，竹帘前一张高大的石案后，露出一颗白发苍苍的头颅，深目狮鼻，目光如电，额角之宽大，几已占了面部一半，那两道厉电一般的目光，冰冰地凝注在南宫平身上。
南宫平只觉全身仿佛俱已浸入冰凉的海水里，不由自主地躬身道：“在下南宫平……”
白发老人轻叱一声，道：“止水，你名叫止水，记得么？你一入此岛，便与世俗红尘完全脱离，必须将以前所有的一切俱都忘去，知道么？”语声尖锐急快，另有一种神秘的魔力！
南宫平垂手不语，目光直望着白发老人，他心中一无所惧，是以目光亦甚是坦荡、明锐。
白发老人突地展颜一笑，道：“你能住在'止水室'中，当真可喜可贺，你可知道'止水室'以前的主人，便是神雕大侠……”
南宫平冷冷道：“世俗红尘中的声名荣誉，在下早已忘了。”
白老人大笑道：“好好。”南宫平一入此岛后，第一次听到大笑之声，心中不觉甚是惊奇，只听他笑道：“就凭此话，该喝一杯！”双掌一拍，道：“酒来！”此地居然有酒，南宫平更是奇怪。
只见竹帘一掀，一个四肢细长弯曲，全身绑住白布，面目既不像人，亦不像兽，仅有一堆灰发，一双碧眼，和一张几乎无唇的阔口的“人”，手里托着一只木盘，盘上有杯有酒，轻轻走了出来，又轻轻走了回去。
南宫平心头立刻便又泛起那种厌恶恐惧之感，只是此“人”手掌竟只有两根指头，耳朵尖尖细细，满生细毛。
这些日子来他已见过许多半人半兽的怪物，但此刻这怪物却尤其可怖，白发老人见了他的面色，哈哈笑道：“你以前有曾见过这样的人类么？”
南宫平道：“在下还未不幸到那种程度！”
白发老人手掌一挥，一满杯酒便平平稳稳飞了过来，仿佛下面有人托着似的。
南宫平一饮而尽，酒味辛辣奇异。
白发老人笑道：“是了，你自然未曾见过，你可知道，这哪里是人，它根本就是只野兽……”
南宫平心头一寒，道：“如此说来，那'七哥'以及那……”
白发老人纵声笑道：“那些也全都是野兽，老夫一生致力'华陀神术'，费了数十年心血，才将十余只野兽创造成人……”
南宫平骇然道：“但……”
白发老人道：“百十年前，武林曾有一人，能将人类肢体随意移动，他能将你的手掌移植到头上，鼻子移植到手上，而且让它在那里生长，于是他便造成了不少妖物，他自己在世人眼中，也变成了妖物。”他得意地一笑，接着道：“但他这种技巧，与老夫相比，却仍是望尘莫及，只因他这不过只是将皮肤甚至骨骼移植，造成畸形之人，而老夫却是将人类的生命，赋与野兽，想来纵然华陀复生，也未见得能有老夫今日的成就！”
南宫平越听越是心寒，他这才知道风漫天将狮虎狼豹等野兽运到此间的用途，也明白了那腥臭之气的来源。
只见白发老人笑容一顿，面容突地变为阴森愤怒，缓缓道：“世人如此不幸，便因为世上庸医太多，老夫八十年前，便被庸医害了，是以不惜千辛万苦，寻得'华陀神经'，二十年前，老夫已将山羊变为骡马，骡马变为山羊，今日老夫却已将改变它们的头脑与喉舌，赋予它们人类的声音与思想，换而言之，老夫若要将人类变为野兽，自然更是容易得很……”
南宫平只觉四肢冰冰冷冷，他自入此岛后，见的怪事实在太多，虽然早已见怪不怪，但此刻听了这种闻所未闻、骇人听闻之事，仍不禁为之微微颤抖起来，仿佛自人间突地进入魔狱，几乎忍不住要夺门而出。
白发老人展颜一笑，道：“这些玄妙的道理我此刻对你说来，还嫌太早，但日后你自会懂的，这岛上之人，虽然人人俱曾是武林名人，能入此室，却并不多，数十年来，岛上的一切开支，均赖你南宫世家接济，是以老夫对你特别优待一些。”
南宫平道：“在下一入此间，一心已无别念，但却有一事，始终耿耿在心，只望能见到我那大伯父一面！”他此话说来，表面上虽然平平静静，其实心中却激动异常，要知他那时不肯张开眼睛去看梅吟雪一眼，为的便是他大伯的安全。
原来那日，海面啸声一起，他心神大是分散，是以一掌仅将自己震晕，等到他醒来之时，只见船上已多了个麻衣老人，正在为风漫天解救毒性，当时他心中大喜，一跃而起，道：“老前辈可有多余的解毒灵药么？”
那麻衣老人道：“你身未中毒，要这解毒灵药作甚？”
南宫平一指梅吟雪道：“但……”
那时他话尚未曾出口，麻衣老人便已冷冷道：“这女子与诸神岛一无关连，我为何要解救于她？”
南宫平再三哀求，麻衣老人却有如不闻不问，南宫平惶急之下，动手去夺，却又不是那麻衣老人的敌手，只得一把抱起梅吟雪的尸身，便要与梅吟雪死在一处。
麻衣老人那时面色才微微一变，道：“你既有与她同死的勇气，却不知你有无把她救活，牺牲自己的勇气？”
南宫平自是断然应了，麻衣老人道：“你若是答应此后，永远效忠'诸神岛'，再不理她，我便把她救活。”南宫平为了梅吟雪的性命，自然无不答应，哪知麻衣老人却又冷冷道：“你此刻虽然答应，但到时你一听到她的声音，只怕立刻便将此刻所说的话忘了，你此刻虽然一心想要救活她的性命，但等到势必要与她分手之时，只怕又宁愿和她作一对同命鸳鸯，一起去死了。”
这老人虽然冰冰冷冷，但对少年男女的心理，却了解得甚是透彻，当下南宫平愕了一愕，寻思半晌，竟答不出话来。
只听麻衣老人道：“但只要你发下重誓，老夫却不怕你违背誓言，只因在'诸神岛'上若有一人违誓，那么他岛上所有的亲近之人，都要受到株连，你可知道你岛上有什么亲人么？”
南宫平道：“我岛上哪里有……”突地想到南宫世家中先他而来的大伯父，岂非是自己的骨血亲人？立时改口道：“我知道。”
麻衣老人道：“知道便好。”当下南宫平便发下重誓，船至“诸神岛”，麻衣老人为他扎好头顶伤口，令他换了衣服，便将他带到那山窟之中，等到梅吟雪来了，他虽有千百次想睁开眼睛，与梅吟雪共生共死，但他又怎忍为自己的私情，害得他嫡亲的大伯父去应那杀身重誓，他自己虽不将生死之事放在心上，但他对别人的生命却看得甚是珍贵。
他心头有许多话，却要等到见着他大伯父时询问，此刻只听这“诸神岛”上，神秘的主宰白发老人道：“你可想见一见你的亲人么？”
南宫平道：“正是！”
白发老人冷冷一笑，道：“你既然已将往事全都忘去，却为何还要想见你世俗中的亲人？”
南宫平愕了一愕，只见白发老人面色一沉，正色道：“你要知道，我要求'诸神岛'上，人人俱都忘了一切，完全做到绝情、绝欲、绝名、绝利之境界，是为什么？而凡是被我邀入此岛上的人，却又全都是久经沧海的武林精英。”
南宫平冷冷道：“这道理何在，在下实是不知，也想不透前辈可以用什么话来解释！”
白发老人道：“只因我要在这'诸神岛'上，建立许多前无古人、后无来者的事业，我要求岛上每一个人，都能发挥他全部的力量，完全不受外物的骚扰，我这事业若是成功，古往今来的帝王名将的功业与我相比，都将要黯然失色，只可笑武林中人，却将这'诸神殿'视作隐居避世之地。”
南宫平忍不住脱口问道：“什么事业？”
白发老人目光一亮，道：“每个人童年中俱有许多幻想，长大后这些幻想就会变得更加美丽，你童年时是否也曾幻想过炼铁成金，隐形来去，这些虚无缥缈的荒唐无稽之事？”
南宫平在心中微笑一下，道：“不错！”
白发老人道：“炼铁成金，隐身来去，这两件事已可说是人类最通俗的幻想，无论什么人，他一生之中，在他心底深处，必定都曾有过这种幻想，但还有些事虽不如这两事那般通俗，想起来却更令人兴奋，有的人幻想不必读书，只要将书本烧成纸灰，和水吞下，便可成为博学通才，有些人幻想灼火毋庸油蜡，便可大放光明，有些人幻想车马能飞，任凭你遨游天下，有些人幻想只要吃下一颗丸药，便可变成极为聪明，或是便可终年不吃食物。”
他语声微顿，接口道：“从前有个笑话，你必定听过，那人说若是眉毛生在手指上，便可以用来擦牙齿，若是鼻孔倒生，鼻涕便不会流出来，若是眼睛生得一前一后，便再也用不着回头，这笑话便是我的幻想，但这幻想却已变为事实，你此刻若想将眉毛移到指上，鼻子位置倒转，老夫立时便可为你做到，不信你大可试上一试。”
他肩头一动，似乎便想站起，南宫平道：“在下觉得还是让鼻涕流下好些，回头也不太麻烦。”
白发老人哈哈一笑，道：“不但老夫这幻想已成实现，便连那些虚无缥缈、荒唐无稽之事，此刻也已都将实现。”
南宫平心头一跳，大骇道：“真的么？”
白发老人道：“我将那些人的俗尘全都洗净后，便要他们来研究这些工作……”他举手一指甬道两边的石窟，接道：“那些洞窟，便是他们的工作之处，你且瞑目想上一想，这些幻想实现之后，这功业岂非足以流传百世。”
南宫平呆呆地望着这老人，亦不知他究竟是超人抑或是疯子。
只见白发老人面色突又一沉，挥手道：“今日我话已说得太多，耽误了不少工作，你进入此间后，言语行动，已无限制，但每年却只能见着天光一次，此刻你不妨去四下看看，然后随意选个石室住下，等到明日，我再唤你。”
南宫平满心惊愕，依言跃下，望着那两排石窟，想到这些石窟中正在进行的工作，他心中虽然充满好奇之心，却又不敢去面对他们，只因他实在不敢想像，这些幻想若是真的变成事实，到那时这世界会变成什么样子？心念一转，又忖道：“难怪风漫天要买那许多奇怪的东西，难怪'群魔岛'要极力阻止那批珍宝运来，想来'群魔岛'必定已知道一些这里的消息，生怕他们这些幻想，真的成功，到那时'群魔岛'上的人，岂非要变作'渚神殿'的奴隶！”
思忖之间，他脚步不觉已走近第一间石窟，只见这石窟甚是宽大，昏黄的灯光下坐着两个老人，桌上满堆着书纸与木块，见了南宫平，也不觉惊奇，南宫平不敢问起他们以前的名字，只是期艾着问了问他们此刻的工作。
其中一个老人便耐心向他解释，他们是在研究一种建筑房屋的新法，先从屋顶开始，依次往下建筑，最后做地基，他又解释着说，这种方法和世间两种最精明的昆虫——蜜蜂和蜘蛛——的建筑方法完全相同。
南宫平茫然谢了，走到另一间石室，只见室中满堆着薄薄的面饼，和无数大小不同的瓦罐，两位埋头工作的老人，告诉南宫平，他们已将研究出一种神秘的药水，即以笔蘸着这种药水，将经典书籍写在面饼上，然后绝食十日，吃下面饼，所有的知识，便会深入心里，十年寒窗的成就，你只要吃下几顿面饼，便可代替，此时那药水的分量虽然还未完全配妥，绝食十日也不太容易，但成功的日子，却已定必不远了。
南宫平又茫然谢了，另一间石室中，灯火通明，有如白昼，四下零乱地挂着无数个水晶瓶子，瓶中盛放着各种颜色的药水，一眼望去，但见四下五光十色，色彩缤纷，当真是美不胜收。
但在这石室中的老人，却是枯瘦憔悴不堪，宛如鬼魂一般，颔下白须，几乎已将垂在地上，原来这老人苦心研究隐身之术，已有六十余年，一见南宫平，便拉着南宫平谈论隐身之道，那道理端的奇妙得无法形容，南宫平全神凝注，却也听不甚清楚，只知道他说若是能使人身完全透明，比水晶还要透明，那么别人便再也看不到他了。
出了这间石室，南宫平更是满心茫然，此后他又见到以洪炉炼金的术士、坐在黑暗中幻想的哲人，以及许多干奇百怪、闻所未闻、见所未见之事，他心中更是其乱如麻，哭笑不得，更不知这老人究竟是超人还是疯子，也不知道这些工作究竟有没有实现的一天。
只是他心中却仍存有着一种不可抑止的好奇之心，不由自主地自下层石窟转至上层，他耸身一跃而人，只见这石室中阴森森黝黯，仿佛一无人迹，方待转身跃去，突听黑暗中响起一个低沉的语声，道：“谁？”
南宫平凝目望去，只见黑暗的角落里，有一条人影背墙而坐，墙角中也零乱地堆积一些瓶罐，他心中暗暗忖道：“不知这个疯子又在研究什么？”当下简略地将来意说了出来。
只听那低沉而嘶哑的语声道：“我正在研究将空气变为食物，空气……你可知道空气是什么！空气便是存在于天地间的一种……”语声突地一顿，缓缓转过身来，颤声道：“平儿，可……是……你么……”
南宫平心头一震，倒退三步，道：“你……”突地一脚踏空，陡然落了下去，他猛提真气，凌空一个翻身，嗖地又跃了上来，只见黑暗中这条人影发髻蓬乱，目光炯炯，有如厉电一般，瞬也不瞬地望着自己。
这目光竟是如此熟悉，刻骨铭心的熟悉，南宫平凝注半晌，身子突地有如风吹寒叶般簌簌颤抖起来，道：“你……你……”大喝一声：“师傅！”和身扑了上去，噗地跪倒地上——
坐在那阴黯的角落里，这潦倒的老人，赫然竟是南宫平的恩师——那名倾天下、叱咤武林的江湖第一勇士，“不死神龙”龙布诗！
此时此地，他师徒两人竟能重逢，当真是令人难以想像之事。
两人心中，俱是又惊、又喜、又奇，有如做梦一般，甚至比梦境还要离奇，却又是如此真实。
南宫平道：“师傅，你老人家怎地到了这里？”
龙布诗道：“平儿，你怎会到了这里？”他心中的惊奇，当真比南宫平还胜三分，他再也想不到方自出道的南宫平，怎会到了这退隐老人聚集的“诸神岛”来。
当下南宫平定了定神，将自己这些天的遭遇，源源本本说了出来，又道：“徒儿还有一事要上禀你老人家，徒儿已成婚了。”
龙布诗又惊又喜，问道：“那女子是谁？”
南宫平道：“梅吟雪！”
龙布诗更是惊奇，直到南宫平又将此事的经过完全说出，龙布诗方自长叹一声，道：“人道红颜多薄命，这女子却真是薄命人中最薄命的人，我只望她能有个安静幸福的暮年弥补她一生中所遭受的不幸与冤枉，哪知……”干咳一声，不再言语。
南宫平亦是满心怆然，师徒两人相对默坐，心中俱是悲哀愁苦，只因他两人生命中的情感生活，俱都充满了悲哀与痛苦。
南宫平抬眼望处，只见龙布诗萎然盘坐，满面忧伤，不知比在华山之巅离别时苍老了多少，心中不禁也甚是难受，立刻错开话题，问道：“徒儿曾见到那'天帝留宾'四字，还以为你老人家已到了另外一处神秘的地方，不知那日在华山之巅，究竟发生了什么事？师傅你老人家又怎会到了这里？”
龙布诗眼帘一合，垂下头去，喃喃道：“华山之巅，华山之巅……”随手一抹眼角，默默无语。
南宫平知道他师傅自华山之巅来到此地的经过，必定充满了惊险、离奇之事，是以才错开话题，让他师傅借着谈话来忘却心中的忧郁，此刻见了他这般神情，才知道这段经过中充满的又只是悲哀与痛苦之处，是以他也不敢再问那“丹凤”叶秋白的下落。
也不知过了多久，只听龙布诗长叹一声，道：“四十年前，我初次听到'诸神殿'三字的时候，便对此地充满了幻想，今日我已真的到了此地，却对此地失望得很，但……唉！却已迟了。”
南宫平心念一转，强笑问道：“师傅，那'空气'是否便是充沛于天地间