Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 345 The Worries of the Celestial Master's Mansion
In the spring of February, at the foothills of West Kunlun, the white winter snow is melting away under the spring sun, melting into drops of snow and forming streams, flowing down from the mountains.

The treetops that sprouted new branches swayed in the spring breeze, and on the melted permafrost were the footprints of a pair of people. Extending to the foot of the mountains, there were figures in different clothes, all dressed in Jin people from the Central Plains, and several of them It's a Taoist priest's attire, looking up at the mountains moving from south to north.

"right here?"

"The message left by Chen Daoyou is here."

The two who spoke were Taoist priests Qingxu and Yuchen, Yunhe who had stayed in the northwest for a long time, and Yunlong who had returned from Yunyou. They were also surrounded by Juling Mansion, Lihuomen, and Chengyunmen. disciple.

According to the original agreement when Chen Yuan left, after the spring of the second year, following the message left behind, he followed all the way to West Kunlun.

Yu Chen pursed her lips and took a breath, but didn't say a word, the senior brother Qing Xu who was beside her turned her head to look at him.

"what happened?"

"This mountain..." Yu Chen hesitated for a moment, stroked his long beard on his chin, and sighed: "Since this time, I have been thinking about Chen Daoyou, who has the skill of inviting gods, those who have never heard of it. You and I have never heard of the gods and gods who are here now, the artifact Kunlun Mirror, in most of our lives, how do you know about him and his gods? I feel as if there is another world."

Qing Xu nodded slightly, probably thinking the same way in his heart.

"I heard Chen Daoyou mention the Kunlun Mirror, which seems to be able to reverse time and space. After Yulong Mountain, he vaguely mentioned to the Celestial Master in the chat that this world is not like this, but separated from the world of Datong, far away from time. If what he said is true, the Kunlun mirror should be taken to bring this world back to the original Datong!"

"It's fine for the children who travel far away to return to their mother." Yu Chen frowned, and glanced at the fellows who were fetching water or sitting on the ground talking and laughing, "but... what will happen after you go back? Will the people and things in this world change? Are you and me still you and me?"

The soothing air became dull, and both of them fell into silence immediately.

"It's best, wait for Chen Daoyou to come here and meet him, and ask him in detail."

After the silence, Qing Xu who spoke first, his beard and hair have mostly turned white in the past two years, and there is a sense of majesty and righteousness in his speech. Tianshi retreats to recuperate, and he presides over all affairs of Tianshi Mansion. Also faintly worried.

"But if time and space are reversed and this world merges into Datong, it will disappear, or lose ourselves, and start all over again. How should we deal with ourselves?"

Yu Chen, who was on the side, expressed her doubts one after another. Thinking of this possibility, her cheeks puffed up slightly.Hearing what the younger brother said, Qing Xu also nodded.

"There are so many things that have happened in these years. First, the barbarians went south, then to the abyss, and finally to the concubine Ren Zuyi. It is difficult for people to think about it. Now that I think about it, time and space are really going to be reversed. For me Wait, is it good or bad for this world, alas..."

Speaking of this, Daoist Qingxu shook his whisk, put one hand behind his back, looked at the vast mountain shrouded in mist, and sighed heavily.

"I wish I had thought about it later." Yu Chen also sighed.

"Forget it, you and I are guessing in vain. We will only think about it. If the matter has not been done, there is still room for maneuver. Let's talk about it when Chen Daoyou comes over."

Qing Xu squeezed the hands behind her, turned her head and smiled, and walked to the creek not far away to look at the surrounding landscapes of the Western Regions.Daoist Yu Chen sighed again, followed behind him, walked to a nearby rock and sat down cross-legged.

at the same time.

Chen Daoyou mentioned by the two people had already passed Pasutia at this time, and Wadi stabbed him when he came. The old cow towed the cart, and a group of people leisurely walked through the plateau and mountains. Everyone feels relaxed.

Along the way, besides speeding up the journey, Chen Yuan and the others also visited Pasutia. Seeing that this piece of land that belonged to the Middle East and Central Asia later gave birth to a different style, Master also returned to the state of madness. Playing around without a breath.

At this time, the scenery along the way is already the appearance of spring, the withered and yellow wasteland is covered with patches of green, after coming out of the border of Pasutia, and traveling four or five hundred miles, in the field of vision, you can already see Wadi stabbed the city.

The number of business travelers coming and going on the official road gradually increased. Seeing the appearance of Chen Yuan and his party from the East, they greeted each other with a few broken Chinese from time to time. Duma was even more excited. When it comes to the battle between the gods, it is enough to go back and boast for a lifetime.

"Dear guests, Duma would like to invite you to enter the city and stay at my house."

"No."

When the bullock cart approached Wadi's stabbing, it withdrew its rushing spell and gradually stopped outside the city gate. Chen Yuan got off the carriage, looked at the Hu Shang who had folded his hands and shook his head with a smile, and then also arched his hands.

"When we get here, it's time for us to part. If there is still fate in the future, you can go to the Central Plains to find me to reminisce about the old days. When you see the Zhenjun Temple, just worship my name Chen Yuan to the statue!"

Duma is over 40 years old, and he is exhausted. It is hard to say whether he will be able to go to Han in the future. After getting acquainted with Chen Yuan and others along the way, now that it is time to part, the reluctance on his face is revealed. Eyes are slightly red, nose is a little sore.

He knew that Chen Yuan and others must be the same as those gods in the West, they are all gods and gods, and they may not be able to see them when they really arrive in the Central Plains. This difference may not be seen in a lifetime.

"Dear guest, Duma will definitely go to Handi once to see the scenery of Handi." He said with a choked voice.

"Okay, when the time comes, let's meet again."

Getting used to the separation, Chen Yuan didn't feel any discomfort on her face, she smiled and turned back to the ox cart.The wheels turned again, gradually heading east along this official road towards Congling.

"guest!"

Seeing the ox cart going away, Hu Shang yelled, chased a few steps, and suddenly knelt down on the ground and bowed down under the sight of Wadi stabbing people in the past.

In the distance, Chen Yuan looked back and sighed with emotion. On a corner of the carriage, the Nezha wood carving was hanging down, with both hands in his arms and the corner of his mouth curled.

"A mortal is still a barbarian, what is there to sigh about. When I return to Han, the prince is getting impatient."

Chen Yuan is the only one who can make Nezha not dare to mess around too much here. As a woodcarver, he can't be too far away from him, and he needs to use the art of inviting gods to transform into a human form, otherwise he can only maintain the appearance of a woodcarver. .

But along the way, he still showed his mischievous nature. When he arrived at the inaccessible Congling, he got out of the car, ran around in the forest, jumped on the branches, slid down the trunk, and landed on the shoulders of the crazy old man. Sitting, the old man is not annoyed, even playing wildly in the forest together, swinging on the tree, playing in the stream, discussing where the meat on the old cow is delicious...

It's almost like grandpa and grandson messing around.

The sky in Congling was sinking and rising again, and it was already the ninth day of February. Chen Yuan and his party had already descended Congling amidst the noise, heading south to West Kunlun, where they also saw someone who was inquiring for news A disciple of Juling Mansion.

(End of this chapter)