MTL - Martial Emperor Reborn-Chapter 561 Gift
Since the possession of Feijian Zidian, the journey of ‘Li Xuan’ seems to have a lot of fun.
Although this sword is limited by the texture of the material and the conditions of the refining equipment, it is not considered to be the first-class sword, but it is also comparable to the iron of the fire. If it is used as a scorpio, it is pointed out by the edge. Far, if the texture of the purple electric sword is better, the effect of the scorpion will be better.
Therefore, every time he went to the place where he was inaccessible, he always drove his sword and turned it into a glimpse of light. He walked through the mountain and went straight to the beasts of the mountains and forests. However, due to his fear of losing his direction, his range of activities was also It’s just that within a radius of ten miles, Jianguang is also very low pressure. Even so, it greatly makes him a good time, and he gradually gets better at the swordsmanship of Tianzhu, but this also speeds up him unconsciously. The speed of travel.
After doing a few more trips, I saw the mountain gradually slowing down. From time to time, there were villages. When I found someone to inquire, I realized that the 100,000 mountains were behind me...
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In the south of the 100,000 mountains, after a hill, there is a small open space, but see the green trees, the grass everywhere, the breeze blowing through the bursts of flowers, the butterflies flying honey, the birds humming, When people see it, they can't help but be born out of it. Let the flowers linger in the face, and take the heavens as the couch. Feel the impulse of this breeze, Xu Yun, and the birds and flowers.
The scenery is good, the land is good, but the earthen bag that is arched in the center of the open space, although it is covered with weeds, is very sharp in this flat open space, giving people an uncoordinated feeling.
'Li Xuan' stood quietly, his eyes looked at the small earthen bag in front of him, and the breeze gently picked up his clothes and picked up his long hair on his forehead; closed his eyes, and the two crystals quietly His eyes fell off for a long time...
"Hey, how are you doing these years? Think of me? A person is very lonely here..." The great sadness that has been buried for more than ten years has risen from the chest, and for a time it is like ice, like a coffin, let He can't extricate himself for a long time...
The heart is dead, the tears are dry, and the soul is back.
The dream is awakened, no love, and the past is like a smoke.
It is also true and false, and it also loves and hates.
The only way is to find 觅觅, cold and clear, miserable;
But helpless, forever and for a long time, this situation is endless!
The years are like songs, the process of life is like the melody of the ups and downs, the excitement of the excitement, the depression of the low back, but the life is like a song, from the beginning of the first note, the song is sung to the end, and then the song is scattered. After that, I still left a melancholy in the world full of memories of life. The song is beautiful and short, isn't love the same? Everything has always passed away inadvertently, and the most beautiful things are often incorrigible to stay in memory, but they are irreparable...
Aside from the past, ‘Li Xuan’ can’t help but sigh in the sky, looking at the vast expanse of the sky and extending into the distance, quiet and distant, but his heart is a sadness. The breath of the early spring is mixed with the fragrant smell of mud, and in the depths of his heart, in the gloom of death, there is a faint ecstasy of infinite vitality... let it be natural, don’t forget it... a natural Ming Wu and faint entangled in his heart. At this moment, he felt that he seemed to have grasped something. He was unclear, but it was real. His thoughts suddenly rose between the ups and downs and the separation between life and death. Unconsciously, a vague understanding rose in his heart...
The death of '嫣然' is unforgettable for 'Li Xuan', but it also happens to have this sad ending, which makes him able to re-examine the so-called red dust in the perspective of an outsider. A clear and clear understanding, this can not but be said to be a chance, is the so-called: "There is no past life's confusion, then the consciousness of this life?"
Under the sky, under the sky, one drink and one drink, no one is interlocking, and because of the circumstance, it must not be false.
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In a mountain not far from the hill, there is a ten-year-old cowboy with a root grass, a small tune, lying on his back, next to him a fat old ox. I was leisurely squatting on the grass on the ground.
Suddenly a sudden and fierce friction sounded through the quietness of the mountain forest and passed into the ears of the cows. He climbed up and wondered and looked around...
I saw a gray smoke rising over the treetops and drifting into the distance in the sight of the dense woods.
When I saw this scene, I felt strange in my heart. I thought: "Is there so much smoke and noise? Wait for me to see it!" Thinking, he tied the old ox to a tree and turned to smoke. Going in the direction.
Climbing up a small hill, the cows looked at the sights not far away - on the grass that the locals called the mountains, there was only one small earthen bag, but now there is a complete out of thin air. The huge tomb made of long stone slabs occupies nearly half of the grassland. Not far from the rocky hills, gravel is everywhere, and some unfilled stone powder still floats in the air.
The cowboy clearly remembers that when he used to go there at noon, he was still surrounded by grass, and it was not like the sight of the eyes...
In front of the huge grave, a taller stone monument stood up and looked at it in detail. The whole body was smooth, and the whole stone was chiseled. The whole surface of the monument was engraved with a line: "The tomb of the wife." ".
The handwriting entered the stone three points, and turned round, completely not like a knife carving; at the top of the tombstone, subtly Wei Xiaodi "blooming" a stone lily, white as jade... It used to be the favorite flower of Ji Feixue!
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Forgetting the rain city is located in the eastern part of the 100,000 Dashan Mountains. It is the largest city in the 100,000 Dashan generation. The Yangtze River and its largest tributary, Hanshui, traverse the capital, dividing the capital into three. Due to its unique geographical environment, its magnificent scenery shows its beauty.
The rising sun in the morning is like a shy girl hanging halfway on the river, releasing thousands of golden rays of light; not far from the river, there is a huge tower, and the golden glass reflects the sun. Looking from afar, like a cluster of blooming purple flowers, the planned roads are dotted with strips of ribbons, pedestrians shuttle, a busy and rhythmic atmosphere.
In this bustling crowd, there was a tall man, wearing a coarse cloth robe, a waist hanging cucurbit, a breast-chested breast, a half-tied young man standing there, his skin is like a bronze, his face is old, his tough. Under the lip line, the hair is slightly raised, and the long hair of the shoulder is bundled in the back of the head, a pair of unrestrained free and easy.
The appearance of this person seems to have fallen into a calm water surface, and immediately attracted strange eyes.
Looking at the sight, ‘Li Xuan’ felt a little lost in his heart. Everything in his memory has now ceased to exist. What is left in front of him is just a strange garden of the Governor’s...
After a sigh, he took a big step and went away, leaving behind all kinds of criticisms and talks.
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"Hey! Look at that priest is so special! Now the Taoist is not wearing a glamorous, front and back, and rarely seen such a shabby!" A passerby touched the people around him.
"You don't understand this! The more you dress like this, the more you can do it!" Another passer-by said with a smile.
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Standing on the riverside, ‘Li Xuan’ stood up and stared at the river, thinking thoughtfully.
At this time, it is already a clear blue sky, a bright sun, a raging river in the middle of the river, a reflection of gold light, and a golden glow of Can Ruo, like the Golden Snake of Wangan Road, which rises above the blue waves. Along with the thick and long winds, the humid river wind came on the scene and brought the clothes corner of 'Li Xuan', which also took away the faint loss in his heart.
In this beautiful spring scenery, along the soft sand, along the river, he slowly walked forward. River water, gently rubbing the soft sand, giving a gentle "squeaky" sound. The moist, violent river wind completely ignores the sun on the head, fresh and cool. Occasionally, the little grass buds on the beach emerged from the sand, and I felt a sense of peace and quiet. The silent invisible vitality flowed deep in his heart, as if he was integrated with the grass, warming up in the embrace of nature. .
At this moment, in the heart of 'Li Xuan', there is an inexplicable excitement and happiness, as if something has been punctured. In the meantime, the golden dan in his body slowly rotates, and the true element naturally flows to people. Between the days, the beginning and the end, there is no stagnation, it is a kind of natural and natural air. For a moment, a kind of freedom poured into his heart, and his face also showed a faint smile...
In a secluded alley, ‘Li Xuan’ stood quietly. Looked around, and found that no one, I saw him with his hand in the waist twice, then there are two small black gas floating from his waist, falling on the ground and rolling into a wind, also the moon appearance.
"It’s also windy, and I’ll see the leader in the month."
I glanced at the two ghosts in front of me, ‘Li Xuan’ said: “Is it a habit to live in my gourd recently?”
The two ghosts looked at each other and said with joy: "The troubles of the road are long, and the treasures of the head of the road are full of spirits. We are very good inside, and the body is much more solid than before!"
"Well, that's fine! Calling you out today is something you need to do."
"Please tell the dictator, but if you have the ability, you should do your best."
"You two are going to the city now to inquire about a person named 'Chen Shaochong'. I will report back to me as soon as I have the news... But one thing, I want to explain to you in advance, once you have what I have, what do you have? I don't blame me for being ruthless. Even then, even if I am in a million miles, I can use the thunder and fire, remember." 'Li Xuan' said that he raised two hand-printed marks, fluttering and flickering, and instantly disappeared into the second eye.
"With this mark, not only can you hide your breath, I can always know where you are going... Go..."
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At night, people who have been busy for a day are returning to their homes and enjoying the short silence after busy.
At the beginning of the Hua Deng, the hustle and bustle of the city is still splendid and brilliant. At this time, in a bustling area on the edge of the Yangtze River, there is a newly opened Spring Flower Garden to celebrate the event.
Chen Shaochong is very happy today. He is finally able to read and operate a Spring Flower Garden. He is very excited and at the same time surprised by his father’s influence. He knows that those strange faces are all very influential people in this city and even in the province, but at this time they are uninvited one by one. Of course, he knows the hidden "mystery" here.
Chen Shaochong, this year has already been forty. Although people are in middle age, the footsteps of the years are not particularly pity. The slightly white faces can be seen to be slack, and there are some more old-fashioned scorpions. . As a wealthy young master, since the age of 20, he has gone for his father's business. Although his ability is limited, he is still handled very well most of the time, but his means are very unsatisfactory. To this end, His father has repeatedly scolded; I wonder if it was for this reason that his father never let him go through it, and there were restrictions everywhere. Until now, he acquiesced him to open this spring flower garden, so he was excited about it. In the evening, there is a way to stand thirty, and forty is not confusing. If he does not have any achievements at this age, there is basically no rush, and his old father may have considered this.
"Haha, Master Chen, congratulations! Congratulations on your prosperous business and financial resources..."
"Oh! Thank you, thank you! Please take care of it in the future, and I will join in a lot..."
When Chen Shaochong was entertaining, he opened his heart and turned his head to the man in the gown next to him: "Uncle Shi, look at this posture, I am afraid that when I open this book, business can’t be fired! Haha..."
"Yeah! Look at these people who come to congratulate, not the official man is the business giant. In the future, under their care, I really don't want to fire. I didn't expect the brother to have this skill!" The man in the gown finished. There was a look of admiration on his face. In his mind, his brother, Chen Shaochong’s embarrassment, is not only cultivated in the depths, but also a good hand in social business warfare. The industry of the teacher’s door has only been in his hands for only 30 years, and it has developed to such a degree. It is absolutely convincing.
There is a point that makes him always wonder, and see that Chen Shaochong has already passed the age of the building of the road, and his father still has no intention to teach him how to practice his heart!
The people who came to see the congratulations came almost the same. Chen Shaochong led the man in the gown, and in a few men wearing black brocade robes, he went down to the hall of the Spring Flower Garden.
"You are quiet, listen to me and say a few words - I am here to help you. I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you... Please come and enjoy the services provided by the hospital." Chen Shaochong The loud voice echoed in the hall.
"Oh..." The applause was mixed with a congratulatory message. Then there were dozens of young girls carrying wine in the crowd. The cups and plates in the hall were intertwined and lively.
Chen Shaochong stood side by side with the lean man, his face filled with a smile of achievement. While he was swaying and stunned, a waiter was holding a large flower basket covered with red cloth in his hand.
"Master, someone just asked me to give it to you. He said that he is your best friend and told me to hand it to you!" The waiter said, handing the basket to his hands.
"Best friend?" Chen Shaochong took a look at the waiter and took the basket in his hand. He thought, "I still have friends? Why don't I have this print!" For so many years, friends have been for him. As a stepping stone, there is no difference between good and bad. After using it, it is thrown aside, so that when he heard the word, he felt a slight shock.
Holding a flower basket in his hand, Chen Shaohong felt a bit heavy, which was not the same as the average flower basket. Under curiosity, he gently picked up the red cloth covering the flower basket... In a flash, his face turned from white to yellow. From yellow to purple, and from purple to white - white - "Fuck, who told you to send it?" In the roar, Chen Shaochong raised the hand to the waiter.
"Chen Shaoye, what's the matter?" The man in the long-sleeved shirt looked at Chen Shaochong's angry expression and suddenly felt a little surprised. The probe looked at it and saw that in the flower basket, he had a miniature version of the black lacquer coffin...
"This! What is going on? You are telling the truth, or you have a good look." The man in the gown was also full of anger, pointing to the waiter who was beaten.
"Yes...Yes...a man who can't see his face told me to send it!" The waiter rubbed his face with his hand and said with horror; he was sober at this time and saw the flower basket. Something, afraid of the dark cursing the man who told him to send the flower basket.
Because Chen Shaochong's mood fluctuated greatly, he was extremely quiet at the moment, so his big voice was passed out. The hall was quieter at the moment. Everyone, you, I, I, I hope you, and I feel inexplicable. Only a few eye-catching eyes saw the scene inside the flower basket.
"Fuck! Useless things..." After Chen Shaochong finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from outside the hall. "Chen Shaoye, today's opening ceremony, why did you send such a big temper?" The sound of calm and heavy voice In the hall, everyone couldn't help but look back. I saw a tall man, a man in a gray trench coat, a tall collar, and a big hat. He walked in slowly. The cap was so low that it could only barely see a thin, tough lip line and a chin full of stubble.
The gray-coated man came slowly, and everyone couldn't help but open a passage to the sides. This situation can be guessed a bit. The hearts of the people have tried to figure out the mood of the show and wait for the next will happen. The good play, these people's minds are just that today's brothers and sisters, Ming Yu, will face each other. If everything involves the interests or the officialdom, then there is nothing to say.
Looking at the man in the windbreaker who came slowly, looking at the tall and sturdy figure, Chen Shaochong seemed to have a familiar feeling. There were thousands of faces flashing in his mind, but none of them could hook up with the image of this person. "Uncle Shi, can you know this person?" He had to ask the man in the gown next to him.
(To be continued)
