I am a senior in adversity

I just heard someone coming, walking in the wind and snow, chanting:

"The sunset falls with auspicious snow, and the misty waves are fishing, and the jade bones are cold and cold. When the flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos change into flower branches, for there is a subtle fragrance.

The remaining candle shines on the cold plum blossoms, which are rich and handsome, and the ice posture has its own fairy style. Now it is better to go up to the mountain and look down, covering up all the evil roads in the world, and sweeping away the dark world with one sword."

He came closer and frowned slightly, as if he had not seen Chizun Yaqian Sheng and the child. He walked between them, put down his fishing rod and leaned on the cold plum. He waved his sleeves lightly and stepped into the house.

Suddenly two plum blossoms fell, one fell on Chizun and the other fell on Xiaotong, exuding a cold chill and disappeared.

Suddenly the wind and snow became stronger, covering both of them, drowning...

After a few days, the wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the sun was just right.

Under the cold plum blossoms, a person stopped and looked into the distance to see its appearance, which was exactly what the saying goes:

The eyes are deep and worry is far away, the eyebrows are shallow and the gentleman is gentle.

Open your chest to sail a boat on the clouds, and use your feet to determine the world.

The snow-white clothes, the red carvings of winter plum blossoms, and the occasional fluttering cloak have a fairy-like appearance.

Looking at the scenery after snow, it is so beautiful that I can't help but write poems. I read: "Look at the scenery in the north, thousands of miles of snow falling..."

"Ah..."

At this moment, there was a loud cry and the snow cracked. Someone climbed up from the deep snow and shook off the snow on his body. Looking closely, it was Chizun Baqian Sheng. There was a spear stuck in his back.

The sword is the sword of benevolence.

He stretched and said: "I slept so well this time..."

"Humph!" The person in front of the cold plum couldn't help but feel slightly angry as his interest was disturbed.

Chizun hurriedly bowed and said, "My friend Ruixuezhao Fengyi, thank you very much this time. Otherwise, my life will be at stake. Please take off the sword from my back."

"If you do evil things, you will bring about the consequences. Forgive me for not helping others to do evil."

"You are a Confucian, a righteous person, and a world. I am a member of the Taimang lineage, but our positions are different. We are strong enemies in battle, but we are still friends in private. How can we help the emperor and abuse him?"

Rui Xuezhao turned around to Feng Yi, her face unimpressed, she stared at him coldly for a long time, then waved her sleeves.

A stone bench and table suddenly appeared under the winter plum blossoms. There were pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table, and there was also a volume of quotations from saints called "Benevolence and Love".

He said: "The sword of benevolence sees benevolence, copy "Benevolence Chapter" a hundred times, understand the true meaning of benevolence, and the sword of benevolence will fall on its own."

"Really? I suspect you are lying to me."

Zhao Fengyi fluttered his sleeves, turned his back, and looked at the scene in the snow. Suddenly there was a big white bird with long wings, a sharp beak, a stinging sound, and fierce claws. It whizzed by. He said: "If you believe it, you will believe it."

If you don’t believe it, I won’t send you far away.”

When Chizun Baqian Sheng heard this, his face turned pale. The Confucian holy energy in Renjian rushed through his body, hindering the movement of his true energy. His injuries lasted for a long time and became more serious. He suddenly thought: That's all, that's all, in the end.

I deceived him first and followed his will, letting him vent his anger.

He obediently walked to the stone bench, sat down, and copied "Benevolence".

One day later, there was another movement in the snow. A child crawled out of the deep snow. He looked around blankly, without any relatives or friends. His voice was sweet and milky, and he said to himself: "My name is Jun Xuanyuan, no, no, no, I am not him.

Who am I?"

On that day, his soul was damaged by self-inflicted wounds, which damaged his memory. In addition, Emperor Chi cast a spell, and the evil aura in Emperor Chi's bloodline eroded, causing his soul and personality to undergo strange changes.

Ruixuezhao Fengyi looked at the child, her hands behind her back wavering unsteadily, and the thought in her mind was inexplicable: The child in front of her has the aura of Chi Huang, should she kill him or not?

He hesitated.

Ba Qian Sheng said hurriedly: "This is the son of Emperor Xuanyuan. Half of Jun Xuanyuan's soul is merged with the blood of Emperor Chi, and the child is reborn through the creation of life through the blood. He is innocent and innocent. It is better to stay with you to show the contribution of Confucian education.

."

He was afraid that his friend would take extreme measures and killed him directly.

Zhao Fengyi looked at the boy and had a plan in mind.

The child stood up and walked slowly towards Zhao Fengyi. Seeing that he was gentle and elegant, he said calmly, "I feel that you are very kind, and this plum tree is also very kind. Do you know who I am?"

"Call me sir."

With some memories remaining in his mind, the child bowed: "Sir."

"You came from Junxuanyuan and were reborn from the snow. Now I give you the name: In this life, you are the best.

The boy bowed again: "Yes, I will never be twice like Xue Yuanxuan in this life. Thank you sir for giving me the name."

"Go ahead and learn the sage's words "Benevolence" first."

A month passed like this. Although Chizun Baqian Sheng copied the "Benevolence Chapter", he did not agree with it. Zhao Fengyi still did not draw his sword for him.

"My sword is the truth. Those who agree with my sword will be benevolent and loving, and those who do not agree will be killed."

"Absurd remarks cannot be taught to children."

Just as the two were arguing, a huge black cloud suddenly surged in from the sky, accompanied by a familiar domineering laughter.

"Hahaha... Confucians have a heart for heaven and earth, and a destiny for the people. A gentleman has a promise and will never regret it in life or death. The auspicious snow shines in abundance, can you be a Confucian?"

Dark clouds are coming, the contrasting scenery on the snow-capped mountains is about to trigger an extreme war.

Ruixuezhao Fengyi waved her hand, and the Confucian holy spirit rose into the sky. Instead of being elegant, the sword energy was hidden in the peak of her eyebrows, and she said sternly: "Emperor Chi, you have crossed the line!"

One sentence crossed the line, and the atmosphere suddenly changed. One hated the long years of detention, the other hated the senseless killing, and the blood-stained China.

As soon as Qian Qian fought, the mountains collapsed and the ground exploded, and heavy snow flew...

…………

"Bang..."

Heaven and earth collide, yin and yang conflict with each other out of balance, shocking a hundred miles around, and there is no distinction between pure and turbid.

Xuantian granted Emperor Hao Yang, and Xuannv Yuexi of Yetian suffered the backlash of the yin and yang energy of heaven and earth. They were each injured and vomited blood, and the aura in their bodies was disordered.

Di Yang said: "There is a huge disparity in skill between you and me, and the yin and yang are out of balance, so that we encounter backlash. It is best to have someone in the middle to adjust and fiddle with the yin and yang."

Yuexi said: "In the world, among those who practice the infinite transformation of yin and yang, apart from us, only Dongwang Taiyi is left. Dongwang is in seclusion. I don't know when he will be able to come out."

"Where's his clone?"

"I've asked before, but no. That old gangster is wandering around in the world, and just thinking about it makes me angry."

At this moment, I suddenly saw a pillow on the top of the mountain. Just as the world was about to disappear, I took a long breath, and the Cang Sheng Sword came out, piercing the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Di Yang hurriedly followed, and a bright sun flew into the sky, leaving a voice saying: "Xuannu, I predict that you will be in trouble in the near future. Remember to wait here and don't travel around the world."

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Traveling through the sky, following Cangsheng Sword, he wondered for a moment: Could this location be the peak of the sea of ​​clouds, the dojo of Emperor Xuanyuan?

High on the mountain, Yuexi, the mysterious goddess of the night sky, sits cross-legged, regulating her breath and calming her inner breath.

Suddenly feeling the energy of heaven and earth turbulent, she opened her eyes and looked far away, and saw auspicious clouds coming from the sky, full of holy energy, a person standing on the clouds, his sleeves dancing in the wind.

When I got closer, Yuexi suddenly realized that it was you, the Confucian sage: Ziqian.

The sword of virtue is hung on the waist, and the volume is held in the hand. It stands upright and upright.

I heard Zi Qian stroking his beard and saying: "Carry on the ambition of becoming a saint, put an end to the troubled times. Enlighten the wisdom of all people, and create a peaceful governance."

Yuexi said: "Why are you here, Confucian sage Confucian scholar Qian?"

Zi Qian landed on the top of the mountain and said: "Yue Tianxuan Nu Yuexi, please wait aside and don't interfere, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

After finishing her words, without waiting for her to say anything, she unfolded the volume in her hand, revealing a Tai Chi circle diagram.

Yue Xi was surprised: One of the three treasures of Taoism, Laojun Daohua Tai Chi Diagram, I heard from King Dong that it has not been passed down, so why is it in the hands of a holy Confucian? It’s not good, he wants to force Wan Nian Cang out.

With a move of Zigan's hand, his true energy moved wildly, and the Tai Chi diagram grew in the wind. In an instant, it covered the sky and the sun, covered a place, covered the entire mountain, and the yin and yang were suddenly out of balance.

In an instant, clouds and mist reappeared on the top of the mountain. Behind the clouds and mist, Wan Nian Cang faintly reappeared. Looking at the huge Tai Chi diagram cutting off the power of heaven and earth, he frowned.

Jie Jie Jie!

Cangsheng's sword is gone, and Di Yang is leaving. At this time, it is like catching a turtle in an urn, unable to move.

The mysterious girl in the night sky turned into a harp in the night, and Wan Nian Cang was related to the rise and fall of the Yin and Yang family, so she had to fight.

"When people hide in the mountains, calamity comes from the sky. God's will is so helpless."

The Tai Chi diagram above his head showed that he had reached the pinnacle of Taoism, and it was clear that he could hardly meet an opponent at this moment. Ziqian shouted: "Wan Nian Cang, you insulted the dignity of my teacher in the past, please taste the consequences today and atone for your rampage."

Immediately, the virtue sword was unsheathed and chopped...