From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 203

"...Grandfather died in the Jiangdu Rebellion, and then the rebels broke out everywhere. I was also on pins and needles in Luoyang."

In the meditation room, Ping Lan and Yang Qing sat opposite each other, and said quietly: "Wang Shichong is domineering and domineering, and he is gradually rebelling, and Li Mi's defeat in Luoyang will make it difficult to check and balance.

Until the news of Yuan Chengping's assassination of Wang Shichong leaked, I had no way out.But I grew up in the palace since I was a child, and I was in troubled times. What else could I do besides being at the mercy of others?

I can only pray in front of the Buddha day and night, hoping that I will not be reborn in the emperor's house in the next life. "

Speaking of this, he sighed again, and then his expression turned from worry to joy: "I thought it was just a delusion, but unexpectedly when I woke up one night, I was actually in the wilderness.

At first I thought it was a dream, but I didn't believe it until I was ordained and became a monk in this temple, and I heard that the Luoyang Emperor was not only still alive, but had also done several great things that were widely circulated.

This is not a dream, the Buddha asked someone to suffer for me. "

After speaking, he bowed again.

Yang Qing frowned and said, "So you're already near here after sleeping?"

"Exactly."

"After Wang Shichong died, have you never thought about going back to see it?"

Pinglan waved his hands again and again and said: "It's too late for me to hide, how can I have the intention to go back again."

After thinking for a while, Yang Qing couldn't figure it out, and shook his head helplessly: "You never thought that I replaced it on purpose?"

"If you think that way, why has there been no war in Luoyang for many years? This must be arranged by the Buddha!"

It doesn't matter who arranged it.

All Yang Qing can do now is to continue walking.

"Benefactor, I still have a question, I hope the benefactor can clarify."

"Tell me."

When the two of them said this, Yang Qing had no interest in talking, and heard the words just perfunctory.

"I don't know how the benefactor found this place, but you have something to entrust to me?"

"Don't worry." Yang Qing drank the tea in his hand, put down the teacup and said, "Since the person who found you is silent, he won't pay attention to your existence.

As for me, you just pass by by chance. "

At this time, the wooden door in the courtyard knocked lightly, and someone entered the courtyard.

Ping Lan explained: "It must be that my senior brother bought it back. The benefactor will do a little work, and the monk will go to prepare the fast meal."

Yang Qing nodded noncommittally, and watched him leave the meditation room.

When Pinglan came back with another monk, he saw that the room was empty and there was no one there...

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Leaving the Reincarnation Temple, Yang Qing forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

No matter what the road ahead is, as long as you keep walking, there will be a result sooner or later.

The most important thing right now is to make sure that it can shatter the void.

In the Hall of God of War, his skill went a step further, and the true qi in the sea of ​​qi was completely integrated into one, no longer separated from each other.

At this time, the aura of heaven and earth has truly turned into an ocean in the induction, and he himself is one of the swimming fish.

It can be used to grow and grow, and it can also be used to display its power.

And that floating sky mark is like a dragon gate.

If you want to go far, in addition to jumping higher, you have to open the door wider.

When he left the Temple of War God, he felt that there were still many layers of unknown obstacles hidden behind the chaotic portal, waiting for him to break through one by one.

That may be the Nine Layers of Stratus recorded in the God of War Catalogue.

He walked while thinking, stopping and stopping all the way, and after half a month, he bypassed Chang'an and walked to the foot of Huashan involuntarily.

Going up Chaoyang Peak, Yang Qing went straight to the balcony facing the peak, and then sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff.

From then on, he practiced sword and kung fu in Huashan every day, perfected the new sword formula, and never asked about the affairs of the mountain...

Two months after Yang Qing left Luoyang, Li Jing and Pei Xingyan led their troops to march northward, defeated the Eastern Turkic troops, and captured the Eastern Turkic Khan Jieli and returned to Chang'an.

In the same year, the Japanese envoy to Tang Dynasty arrived in Chang'an.

In the eighth year of Zhenguan, construction of Daming Palace began.

In the ninth year of Zhenguan, Pei Xingyan broke through Tuyuhun, killed the ruler and his heirs, and supported the new ruler who was close to the Tang Dynasty.In the same year, the new East Turkic Khan Ashnadur became a minister of the Tang Dynasty.

Until the tenth year of Zhenguan, Datang had shown a prosperous trend of Vientiane renewal.

In the evening of that day, Yang Qing opened his eyes in the sunset on the facing balcony, and the pale golden streamer in his pupils flashed before disappearing in the glow of the sky.

In the past six years, the branches and leaves on the mountain have been regenerated every year, and his skill has also increased accordingly.

After he made dozens of adjustments to the sword formula, he became more and more proficient and perfect.

Together with the seal formula, the invisible sword energy that ordinary people cannot see with naked eyes can break through the air, slashing back and forth within the range of his divine sense.

But Tianhen in his divine sense was already looking clumsy under the pursuit of sword energy at this time.

When he stood up, he felt that the spiritual energy around him was like clouds churning in the sky, and there were layers of waves in the surrounding space, as if he couldn't bear the weight of his body.

Quickly gathered the true energy into the depths of the sea, and cut off contact with the external spiritual energy.

Yang Qing understood that at this point, there was no need to stay in this world for a long time.

The repulsion of heaven and earth that was once imagined, the law is not allowed to appear.

It's just that when a person can break through the sky with a wave of his hand, and clearly knows that there is a door to a new world ahead, it is difficult to hold back the desire to find out.

He calculated the time earlier, today is the tenth year of Zhenguan, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Six years ago, Ning Daoqi took him south in a boat overnight, and solved a small doubt in the Lunzhuan Temple.

As for the covenant in the outskirts of Chang'an he mentioned, it should be a message for Concubine Shixuan.

That day in Jinan City, before leaving, Shi Feixuan asked if she could break through the sky, but she actually wanted to know when he would leave.

It's not that Yang Qing didn't understand the implication, it's just that his body is like duckweed in the rain, and there is always an inextinguishable flame in his heart that guides him to move forward.

Not wanting to break Shi Feixuan's state of mind because of vague words, she could only tell her vaguely that the two have different ways and should not be involved too much.

Today, he made a good plan to leave here, and before he left, the friendship between the two of them, which was life and death together, can be regarded as complete.

It would be a surprise if the latter could get some insights from watching him break through the sky.

Thinking of this, he took a step towards the edge of the balcony, and it seemed that there were invisible steps in the void that supported him to walk towards the mountain step by step.

Huashan is only more than a hundred miles away from Chang'an, when Yang Qing walked out of the city unhurriedly, he heard the voices of people in the city, singing and dancing incessantly.

At this time, it was the heyday of the first appearance of the Tang Dynasty and the unity of the four seas.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the gates on all sides of Chang'an City are opened at the same time to receive tourists and guests.

Along the way, he had already seen countless villagers, old and young, rushing to the city to watch the lanterns in the surrounding villages of Chang'an City.

Within a radius of ten miles, countless children held colored lanterns and rushed to the majestic and magnificent city ahead with their parents. It looked like stars arching the moon from a distance.

When passing the city gate, Yang Qing turned his eyes to the city, but saw colorful lights hanging on both sides of the street.

The eaves of the bucket arches in the distance, the horizontal corridor bridge nearby, and the ginkgo and pagoda tree on both sides of the avenue are all shining brightly.

The different colors of Huaguang went back along the street until the end of the line of sight, setting off the whole Chang'an like a jeweled tower in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

And on the wide Suzaku Long Street, there is a crowd of people, smiling all the time, which is a scene of prosperity.

Yang Qing has been studying for a few years, and now he is surrounded by the noisy ocean around him, and he can't help feeling warm in his heart.

Sending out spiritual thoughts to sense the surroundings, following the flow of people, walking around Chang'an only half a circle, and found Shi Feixuan on the top of a six-foot-high yew tree two miles east of the city.

This rare yew tree has also grown for hundreds of years.

The trunk is as thick as four or five people hugging each other. The lush canopy is like a canopy, and strings of bright red red beans hang down under the umbrella, which is coveted.

At the top of the canopy, Shi Feixuan is still dressed in white, sitting with her knees hugged, her figure and the branches and leaves below gently swaying with the evening wind.

She stared intently at the lights of thousands of houses in Chang'an City, her eyes reflected wisps of light, and hearing the noise in the city was like a tide, an indescribable smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Breathing out the true energy under his feet, Yang Qing's body was like floating catkins, floating up to the canopy of the tree lightly, and stood firmly beside Shi Feixuan.

"Your aura is quite deep, and it seems that you have entered well."

"After all, I have entered the Temple of War God. If I haven't made any progress for so many years, doesn't it mean that I am lazy."

Concubine Shixuan turned sideways to Yang Qing and showed a bright smile, "Brother Yang, long time no see."

Immediately, she glanced at Yang Qing's sackcloth, and laughed again: "You haven't changed your clothes for several years, have you?"

Yang Qing smiled and shook her head to change the topic: "When did you find the Lunzhuan Temple? Yang Tong was also left behind by Cihang Jingzhai to guard against me."

"Even though I knew that Yang Tong was looking for in the door, I didn't participate in it." Shi Feixuan said softly, "If you come out of the Temple of War God, you won't be able to use it anymore.

I know you might also want to see him, so Senior Tuoning went to Luoyang for a walk. "

"Then what is the purpose of inviting me here?"

"No." Concubine Shixuan turned her head and looked into the city: "In the past, I followed my teacher's orders and helped Li Shimin put an end to the chaos in the world. Now that the situation is settled, I just want to see the lights in this city."

"Is it because you know more than ordinary people, so you feel different in your eyes?"

Yang Qing sat down beside her, and said slowly, "It's all the same."

"It's a pity." Shi Feixuan raised her head and looked up at the sky as if talking to herself: "The sky is full of clouds on such a day, and it is difficult to see the moonlight. Is this a sign?"

Looking up at the sky covering the stars and the moon, like the clouds that want to rain at any time, Yang Qing shook his head again: "In the old days, the bright moon is especially new, it once illuminated the ancients and illuminates me today.

There are no omens, but it's just going back and forth for thousands of years.The world is always there, and people are always new.What will happen in the future will be done by people in the future. How can you not understand such a simple truth. "

"In the old days, the bright moon is especially new. It once illuminated the ancients and illuminates me today." Shi Feixuan repeated with a smile: "I didn't expect Brother Yang to have poetic talent."

"Uncle, I also want to go to the tree to watch the moon."

"Where does the moon come from? It's about to rain, and if you don't enter the city, the colored lanterns in your hand will be damaged by the rain. Hurry up, your parents should be waiting in the city."

Yang Qing was about to answer when he suddenly saw a group of servants passing by with a little girl.

The little girl pointed to the top of the tree and clamored to come up, but was discouraged by her family.

He glanced at the other person's face, and always felt that the child looked familiar.

"Brother Yang, let's go." Shi Feixuan also looked away from the child: "I faintly feel that the waves around you are constantly surging, as if the world can't bear it."

"It's not that exaggerated. If you want to leave the world behind, you won't be robbed. But at this point, it's really hard to stop the desire to explore the new world."

Yang Qing said and stood up: "I came here today because I want you to see it with your own eyes. If you can realize something, it may save you a few years of hard work."

After the words fell, he no longer suppressed Qi Hai Zhen Qi.

Let him flow around his body, and then connect with the surrounding spiritual energy, and instantly a light and spiritual energy surges up, supporting him to float in the air.

Seeing this, Concubine Shixuan also stood up, looked at the sky quietly for a moment, opened and closed her lips a few times, and finally said with a calm smile: "If there is no day to see you again, this time will be a farewell.

Brother Yang, take care. "

"Ouch! Someone flew up from the tree!"

"Where?"

"A juggler?"

Not far away, the dim lights in Chang'an City cast a thin halo on the two of them together with the yew tree under their feet. Yang Qing bent down to look under countless eyes.

At this time, the breeze was passing by, Shi Feixuan was dressed in white with her hair fluttering behind her, her eyes were clear and peaceful.

He came to this world in a hurry and left in a hurry.

All the way here, it is hard to say what has been gained and what has been lost.

"I was originally a passer-by here, and one day you will leave through the sky, you and I will be on the same path. Since we have traveled together through wind and rain, you should understand this truth, don't worry about it, take care."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked ahead, pinching the sword formula in his hand.

Concubine Shixuan felt a dazzling fire flashing across the air, and the next moment a colorful chaotic portal appeared out of thin air.

She only felt the ocean of spiritual energy surging violently all around, all rushing towards the portal, and in a blink of an eye a long bridge of spiritual energy was built out of thin air.

Yang Qing walked forward step by step stepping on the spiritual energy that was almost condensed into substance, until he entered the portal, and disappeared together with the former...

The moment the door was closed, the infinite spiritual energy gathered from all directions suddenly collided into a ball, setting off a gust of cool and cold wind, and then scattered into dots of fluorescent light in Shi Feixuan's eyes, floating into the deep night sky.

I don't know if Yang Qing broke through the sky to trigger changes in the sky. At the end of the sky, a heavy rain cloud suddenly drifted away, revealing the full moon and stars behind it like a disc.

In an instant, the silver light fell to the ground, illuminating the sky all over the world.

"The moon is out!"

"There is an immortal who pulls the clouds and fills the sky with the moon. God bless the Tang Dynasty!"

The crowd inside and outside Chang'an City suddenly erupted into a sky-shattering roar, straight into the sky!
At the same time, the drums and music in the city are singing together, and the bamboo flute and the hole flute are singing together.

Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of Kongming Lanterns, which were shining with colorful lights and carried the beautiful vision of countless people, rose into the sky.

It covered the entire city of Chang'an in just a moment, hanging under the clouds, like stars guarding the bright moon.

Shi Feixuan took a deep breath to calm down the turmoil in her heart.

"In the Temple of War God, I once had the idea of ​​never coming out."

She overlooked the extremely prosperous city below her feet, and after a long time of silence, she descended from the treetops and flew towards the empty sky...

At the gate of the city, Pei Xingyan and Xiao Rou managed to squeeze through the tide-like crowd. He was riding the little girl who just passed under the tree on his neck.

"Where is it? Where did you see that uncle with the sword just now, you..."

"what……"

Pei Xingyan and Xiaorou asked anxiously halfway, but they saw that not far ahead, Shen Luoyan was staring at the white clothes who were flying farther and farther away in the sky.

"Junshi Shen." The two rushed forward with their children and said urgently, "You, have you ever seen my elder brother?"

"Yo, aren't you called the emperor?" Shen Luoyan turned around and looked at the family of three with a smile, holding her slightly protruding belly and said: "It's late, your elder brother has gone to become a fairy..."

Pei Xingyan and Xiaorou were relatively stunned, and they both saw the look of loss in each other's eyes.

"Daddy, I'm going to the city to watch lanterns..."

The little girl on the neck kicked for a while, Pei Xingyan forced a smile and said, "Okay, let's go back."

A family of three walked through the doorway, only to hear the faint singing in the building next to them.

The song sounds graceful at first, but upon careful scrutiny, it has the sonorous sound of Mingzhi:
"Su brocade weaves colorful dreams, cold stars adorn colorful lanterns.

Zeng and wind and rain road, dare to be different from you! "

……

　It's too late, change first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)