Shadow of the Beautiful World

In July of the seventh year of Zhengding, outside Yanjing city.

Zhang Moxie carried a Quxie knife on his waist, looking at the northern capital city in the dark.

Behind him, stood a tall figure, the face of a Chinese character in life, with a firm complexion and clenched fists.

He shouted to Zhang Moxie:

"Brother Zhang, are you really the rumored leader of the demon cult?"

"So what?"

Zhang Moxie replied softly:

"Could it be that my dear friend heard that I was the leader of the demon cult, so he didn't intend to recognize me as a friend? We two met each other five months ago, and we are in good agreement. We traveled through the famous mountains and rivers together, and went to Mount Tai to visit the lord of the Jade Palace. , How chic..."

"Could it be that just because I am the leader of the Demon Cult, my dear brother will cut off my robes and break my righteousness?"

Zhang Moxie chuckled, he turned around and looked at the friend behind him.

His name is Ren Hao, and he met Zhang Moxie in Xiaoxiang, under the Taiyue Mountain. The two of them got along quite well, and they were about the same age, so they traveled with their arms to famous mountains in the world. It has been five months since then.

"In my eyes, my dear friend is not such a superficial person."

Facing Zhang Moxie's words, Ren Hao clenched his fists and asked:

"I confirm that I don't think Brother Zhang is a bad person. You are very righteous and can't bear ugly things. If you see injustice, you can draw a knife to help. You are a first-class guy."

"I don't care if you are the leader of the demon cult, I just ask Brother Zhang, why are you here in Yanjing?"

Zhang Moxie was silent for a few breaths and replied:

"Seeing the master of the witch, the northern dynasty national teacher is happy to have a discussion with him, and invite him to join the magic sect by the way."

"That's a thief from the Northern Dynasty!"

Ren Hao said loudly:

"Since the Lord of the Northern Dynasty was assassinated by an assassin last year and was seriously ill, he has been happy that the dog thief is controlling the Northern Dynasty government. His wolfish ambitions have looked at the rivers and mountains of my southern country, killing our people and harming our people. Why does Brother Zhang have to join these monsters? ?"

"I'm not from your Southern Dynasty!"

Zhang Moxie said indifferently:

"I'm from the Western Regions. If I have to say anything, I am a citizen of the Great Chu Dynasty. Your Southern Dynasty Lord Zhao Hu is in an improper position. I don't recognize him. Besides, my dear friend, who do you think Yelv Chong is for? Assassinated?"

The master leader chuckled slightly, quite a bit evil. He flicked his fingers and said:

"I asked Qu Xie to do it, not only to kill Yeluchong, but also Zhao Hu, the lord of your Southern Dynasty..."

"This world is chaotic, I really have seen enough! Since the two are incompetent and can't unite the world, I will choose another person who has the ability to unify the world, can't it?"

Ren Haonai was born as a soldier, and he had fought bad battles with the Northern Dynasties, and had no affection for the Northern Dynasties.

Hearing what Zhang Moxie said, Ren Hao was furious.

He took a step back, raised his fists, and said:

"What does Brother Zhang intend to do?"

"I, I want to unify the magic sect!"

Zhang Moxie stalked the but evil sword, played with the sword jade in his hand, and said calmly to Ren Hao:

"Command the demons, enter your Central Plains, dominate the martial arts, and erase all the differences between good and evil that bring chaos in the world! Not only that, I also want to see that the world is unified, the country is peaceful!"

"My dear friend, in the next few decades, when the world changes drastically, if the world is still so chaotic, this Central Plains Shenzhou will be completely destroyed."

"You don't understand me, it doesn't matter, I don't ask you to understand, but, my dear, just don't get in my way."

"My dear friend, you are also a dragon and phoenix among the human beings, and my martial arts talent shocked me. What do you say?"

Zhang Moxie asked softly.

There was a strange flow of real air on Ren Hao's fist, and his fingers closed and separated. After doing this several times, he took a breath, put down his fists, and said to Zhang Moxie:

"I am not as ambitious as Brother Zhang, and I am also not ambition in the world, but I have believed in you, but I can't believe in your demon cult!"

"Since Brother Zhang is going to command the Demon Cult and conquer the world, I will take this right path and seize the position of the leader of the martial arts, and call on the world's heroes. If your Demon Cult does evil, I will not sit back and watch!"

"Ha ha"

Zhang Moxie smiled exaggeratedly, and he leaned forward and backward, as if he had heard something funny.

After he laughed, he said to Ren Hao:

"it is good!"

"My dear friends, I am here tonight to see who will win."

"Let's see you, Jianghu."

Zhengding fifteen years, April.

"boom"

On Taiyue Mountain, the gate collapsed and hundreds of disciples retreated in panic. In the shaking of the sect, Zhang Moxie, wearing a black robe, embraced his wife Feng Yuhan and stepped onto the stone steps.

Feng Yuhan's complexion was as paper, and the lamp was dry. Zhang Moxie's innocent spirit protected his heart and continued his life.

As for Zhang Moxie, who was ever so energetic, and only 30 years old, his hair was gray and gray, and his eyes were filled with pain and regret.

"Yuhan, hold on again, we will be there soon."

Zhang Moxie said softly to his wife in his arms.

Feng Yuhan could no longer answer him.

The situation of his wife made Zhang Moxie's heart like a knife, and there were disciples of Zhenwu Chunyang Sect in front of him to stop him. The demon leader was fierce, and for a while, he passed through the border like a violent wind. The stuff is swaying.

"Chunyang old man!"

Zhang Moxie's voice went straight into the sky, and he shouted:

"Five years ago, in Luoyang, in the battle between good and evil, I drew a tie with you, knowing that you have also entered the innate realm! Your Taoist method is the best to heal your wounds. Today, I am not here for the grievances of the rivers and lakes, just ask you to save me Wife!"

"If you don't save me, I will kill Taiyue up and down!"

Zhang Moxie held his seriously ill wife and stood in front of Chunyangzong Mountain, surrounded by thousands of disciples, but no one came forward.

He is waiting.

Waiting for this legend is already the answer of the land **** Chunyangzi.

After a long time, a long sigh sounded from the top of the mountain.

"哐"

At the highest point of Taiyue Mountain, the door of Xiaodao Temple, which has been closed for five years, opened gently.

Zhang Moxie hugged his wife and flew up, as if soaring in the sky, and fell into the Taoist temple between several ups and downs.

Zhengding fifteen years, June.

Zhang Moxie took his wife to the Taishan Jade Palace, and asked the Taoist Ziwei, the master of the Jade Palace, to heal his wife.

July.

In the Lin'an Nirvana Temple, Zen Master Yuanwu turned the Buddha beads, took his hand from Feng Yuhan's wrist, declared the Buddha's name, and said to Zhang Moxie, who was holding dry grass in front of him:

"Benevolent Zhang, his wife is already exhausted, and there is no cure in this world."

"If you hadn't used your pure and pure Qi to continue her life forcibly, she should have gone half a year ago, but why should the donor insist on this? This birth, aging, sickness and death is the law of the world and cannot be violated."

Zen Master Yuanwu said the cruel truth frankly, and he didn't seem to be afraid that Zhang Moxie would go crazy and slaughter the entire Lin'an.

He sat cross-legged in front of Zhang Moxie, turning his rosary while saying:

"The donor wants to resurrect his beloved wife. This is human nature, and the poor monks can understand it. But Donor Zhang, take a look, your beloved wife is now unconscious and is forcibly bound between life and death, unable to recover. , Can't die."

"This is the most terrible torture in the world. If you really love her, you might as well just let it go."

Zen Master Yuanwu proclaimed the name of Buddha again, and said to Zhang Moxie who was indifferent before him:

"Send your beloved wife into reincarnation, and pray for her. It turns out that life can be saved from disasters and grow up safely. If you are destined, you may be able to see you again."

"You are a monk, what kind of human love do you know?"

Zhang Moxie said dumbly:

"How do you know about Yuhan and me? How do you know my guilt for her."

"The poor monk does not know."

Monk Yuanwu laughed and said to Zhang Moxie:

"But since the donor is guilty, you might as well take this last opportunity to explain to Mrs. Ling so that you won't regret it for life. The poor monk can help you."

After speaking, the monk stretched out his hand and placed it on Feng Yuhan's cold wrist. As the Buddha's true energy injected into his body, Feng Yuhan's complexion became ruddy and his eyes began to shake.

But Zhang Moxie was even more sad.

This is probably the last time he and his wife have spoken.

Not long after, Feng Yuhan opened her eyes blankly, and she saw a haggard face, like Zhang Moxie, who had become a teenager overnight, and her green eyes were full of distress.

"Brother, what's wrong with you...?"

She stretched out her hand hard, stroking Zhang Moxie's unshaven cheek, she said:

"Brother, where are we?"

"In Lin'an."

Zhang Moxie tried his best to make himself calmer. He said to his wife:

"I asked Master Yuanwu to treat you, and soon you will get better. Xiao Chu and Xiao Lan are still waiting for you at home. You have to get better soon."

"Brother don't lie to me."

Feng Yuhan showed a weak smile. She nodded and thanked Master Yuanwu first, and then said to Zhang Moxie:

"I know that when I vomited blood that night, it was when I deserved to die. My brother used his own life to replace my life. Don't be like this. I don't want to see my brother so haggard."

"Brother, let's go home."

Feng Yuhan closed his eyes and said to Zhang Moxie:

"I don't want to stay here, it's too noisy here, I want to go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

Zhang Moxie hugged his wife who was as affectionate as a feather, transformed the true energy inside Feng Yuhan's body to a more neutral and peaceful state, and sent him continuously into Feng Yuhan's body. He held his wife and left Nirvana Temple.

At the gate of the temple, Ren Hao was leaning against a tree. Seeing Zhang Moxie came out, he stepped forward and said:

"I am also a cultivator, and maybe I can..."

"Don't say anything."

Zhang Moxie said casually:

"You are a martial arts leader, mixed with me, the demon leader, and it is not good to be seen. If you really want to help, let your decent chores, don't block the way home for me and my wife."

"My dear friend, let me say one last thing, this trip, who dares to stop me... is a disaster!"

"J!"

"Also, your inner strength gained from Penglai Immortal Mountain, don't cultivate it anymore, it's no good."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Moxie picked up his wife and rushed into the bustling market in front of him like lightning, but disappeared on the eaves of the street in the blink of an eye.

Half a month later, on the Xiaoxiao Ancient Road leading to the Western Regions.

Zhang Moxie was riding on the horse, and Feng Yuhan was leaning on her cousin's arms as she did when she was young. She looked at the sunset over the long river in front of her, her eyes full of calm and contentment.

She hopes that this road will never end.

She and her cousin are the only two, just cuddling each other and walking on.

"Yuhan, I know, although you haven't said it all these years, I know."

Zhang Moxie took the horse's rein, closed his eyes, and stroked his wife's yellow hair. He said:

"Blame me, I killed too much that day. You killed your father and your family. You can neither stop me nor save your family, let alone hate me. You have lived so contradictory to this day."

"Xiao Tongtang told me ten years ago that you are already weak and frustrated. If you can't solve the knot, you will be worried about your life."

"I tried my best, and it seems that it can't help you solve your happy knot. After you gave birth to Xiao Chu, you have to regenerate Xiao Lan, so that you will not have much life, and you will be hollowed out. "

Zhang Moxie said:

"Blame me, Yuhan, if I could have a trace of kindness and compassion in my heart that day, maybe you could stay with me longer. This is what I did."

The demon leader sighed, he clasped the sword jade in his hand and said:

"This is God's punishment for me. It will take you away from me... I only hate, I only hate you. I was born sixty years ago."

"Brother is talking nonsense again."

Feng Yuhan leaned against Zhang Moxie's arms, she stared at the magnificent red sunset in the distance, she said:

"I never blamed my brother. It was indeed my father who did the wrong thing in the past. This is the case. I want to accompany my brother until I grow old, but I have no luck."

"After I leave, brother, don't be overly sad. I know you have big ambitions. Without my bondage, brother will only be more free."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Moxie chuckled slightly and said:

"I have made up my mind. After you go, you will also leave this river and lake."

"16 years ago, on the Taihang Mountain, the immortal told me that he hopes to bring some changes to this world. I worked hard to do it. I worked hard for 16 years, enough. I am already very tired, Yu Han. "

"I just want to accompany you through the last pass. From then on, this world's grievances have nothing to do with Zhang Moxie!"

"What about Xiaotongtang?"

Feng Yuhan coughed. She looked at Zhang Moxie with the same light in her eyes. Her elder brother is such a heroic man, and he will not be able to see enough in a lifetime.

She blinked and said in a sly tone:

"Does brother want Xiaotongtang to wait for the rest of life? Shaohua is easy to grow old, brother, maybe this is God's reminder, let me go, so that you and Xiaotongtang can have a perfect match."

"But, I have you in my heart."

Zhang Moxie stretched out his hand and squeezed his wife's face lightly. He said:

"How can you blend into her again?"

"Brother lied!"

Feng Yuhan smiled and said:

"When my brother said many times in his dreams, he would call Xiao Tongtang's name...It's that love gu, right? Brother, it's already in your heart and you can't get rid of it anymore."

"If your brother really loves me, just listen to me. After I go, you will go to Miaojiang and marry Xiaotongtang."

Feng Yuhan closed her eyes and sniffed the smell of her brother with nostalgia. She said:

"There is no one around you to take care of, even if I go to Huangquan, I am still upset."

"Brother, slow down, this road is so beautiful, let me take a look..."

"Slower."

Zhengding nineteen years, July.

In a small village in Yanjiao, a generation of strange people who have been missing for four years in the rivers and lakes. The Moshou Sect advocates Moxie. Looking at the silly little boy in front of him, wearing torn clothes, his eyes are dull, and there is nothing strange.

He frowned and touched the big orange cat in his arms.

This orange cat, but it took him four years and untold hardships to retrieve it from the territory outside the Western Regions.

He whispered to the orange cat in his arms:

"Are you sure, it's him?"

"Meow~"

The big orange cat in its arms wailed lazily, and it rubbed its head against Zhang Moxie, as if urging him.

Zhang Moxie then took the sword jade that he had almost never separated from his hand for twenty years. He stroked it again and then handed the sword jade to the silly boy in front of him.

He stroked the boy's head and said softly:

"Fairy fate that the world can't ask for is yours after all."

"Child, tell me, what is your name?"

The boy held the kendama in his hand, and at the moment when the kendama started, there seemed to be a strange light in his silly eyes, like something that had been sleeping, was awakened for a moment and fell asleep again. Go general.

He raised his head and grinned at the kind uncle in front of him who also gave him a gift.

He says:

"My name is... Shen Qiu."

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