Reverse Taoist Records

Qi Shaoyang climbed tiredly on the rugged mountain road, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "cough cough...cough cough..." Qi Shaoyang coughed, he forgot how long he had walked up, only remembering that he kept walking, keep running, keep climbing...

He misses Concubine Qiao Ying less and less, and misses the outside world less and less. At this moment, he is like a stubborn rock, and he has been arousing his own desire with a heart that will never reach his goal. potential...

50 years passed by leisurely...

At this moment, Qi Shaoyang's body was broken and messed up, and his hair was already long and messy. His long, tattered snow-white hair made him look like a lunatic at this moment...

"Forward...forward..." Qi Shaoyang muttered to himself, and then stood up numbly. At this moment, his walking posture was staggering and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down!

"Who am I? Who am I? Is it me to declare war...Qi Shaoyang...to declare war...Qi Shaoyang..." Qi Shaoyang muttered to himself looking at the mountain road ahead, and suddenly staggered and slammed Fell on the stone ladder, took a breath, got up again, and continued to walk forward, still chanting these two names...

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I don't know how many years passed quietly in his chaotic mind...

As if a ray of light appeared outside the sky, when Qi Shaoyang had walked for some time and suddenly raised his head, a fiery sun suddenly appeared in front of his eyes...

"Om..." The blazing sun irritated his eyes fiercely, and Qi Shaoyang subconsciously blocked them with his hands. At this moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed...

"Little guy, congratulations!" The old man's panicked voice slowly rose...

In Qi Shaoyang's eyes, on the top of the mountain in front of him, there was a sudden bang and trembling crazily...

Three big bloody characters suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, "God is the blood, the sky is the foundation", the old man's voice suddenly thundered!

"Boom..." The top of the mountain shook suddenly, and then a huge stone platform rose slowly with the sound of the roaring mountain movement. This platform was in the shape of a cuboid, ten kilometers long and wide. , also has a length of three kilometers!The engraved mysterious runes around the entire stone platform made Qi Shaoyang a little upset when he saw it. The three big bloody characters suddenly flashed a dazzling red light, which stimulated Qi Shaoyang's eyes. The three big characters were impressively:

"Seal the altar!"

"Conferred God Altar..." Qi Shaoyang muttered numbly!

"That's right, the altar of conferring gods!" A huge black-robed figure slowly rose from the stone platform. The figure was about a hundred meters tall, with a vicissitudes of life, a long snow-white beard dragging on the ground, and silver hair in the shawl seemed to be telling The reincarnation of time is normal...

I saw this huge old man looking directly at the tiny Qi Shaoyang with a condescending and indifferent gaze: "Little guy, after a hundred years, you are finally here!"

"Hehe...hehe..." Qi Shaoyang smiled bleakly, "cough cough...cough cough..."

The old man who looked like a god looked at Qi Shaoyang indifferently, but the voice he uttered was full of kindness: "The power of the soul has lost a little bit, this kind of power of destiny, even if the old man can resist the power of heaven, it is impossible. Supplement for you!"

"The power of the soul... what is the power of the soul?" Qi Shaoyang asked blankly, "When did I lack the power of the soul?"

"The power of the soul is the foundation of the existence of living beings. It is a mysterious force endowed by the heavens to living beings. Although it is not very effective, it is the foundation of living beings' survival!" The old voice said leisurely, "The only thing that can make up The way to gather the power of the soul is the 'relic life soul' that can only be possessed by the great virtuous and majestic monks who have been cultivated in eternal reincarnation among Buddhist disciples! Unfortunately, I don't have that thing around me!"

Qi Shaoyang smiled miserably, then struggled his body and said slowly: "Senior, didn't you say that as soon as I come up, you have a way to restore my memory?"

"That's true!" The old man smiled indifferently, and said peacefully, "You... come here!"

When Qi Shaoyang heard this, he immediately cheered up and walked towards the "Altar of Conferred Gods", one step...two steps...ten steps...just after taking ten steps, the scene suddenly changed again...

"This... where is this place?" Qi Shaoyang murmured to himself when he looked at a lake with beautiful scenery and sparkling water that suddenly appeared.

The old man looked down at Qi Shaoyang indifferently, and said leisurely: "Being in an illusion, you want to be away from the gods, the body is like this, the way is away from the abyss, the gods... the gods... hehe, the gods are also imprisoned, hey... Xiao Guy, you can fend for yourself!" After finishing speaking, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and with a bang, the Conferred God Altar sank slowly with him, and then the mountain top returned to calm...

Qi Shaoyang looked at the surrounding environment, but saw a stone tablet beside the lake, and on the stone tablet were engraved with two large characters: Qinghu!

"Qinghu?" Qi Shaoyang looked at the two words blankly, "Where is Qinghu?"

At this moment, a loud reading sound suddenly came from a distance: "

"Those who are perishable are like icebergs, and those who are inseparable are like soil. The morning star calls a sage Liao Luo, and the same says that words match..."

"This is..." Qi Shaoyang was taken aback suddenly, and slowly pondered for a moment. At this moment, a mysterious force suddenly came from the whole space, and then slowly invaded Qi Shaoyang's body. Under the circumstances, it immediately invaded his brain...

"The common people in the prosperous age are playing in broad daylight; the emperor of Taiping, summoning his husband Jing Xing to celebrate the auspiciousness of the clouds..."

Qi Shaoyang listened blankly to the boy's recitation, and suddenly felt a touch of emotion in his heart, and he followed and read leisurely: "The Ji is good for the wind, and the Bi is good for the rain, which is different from ordinary people's desires; the wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon, and compares it Monarchs and ministers meet together..."

While thinking about it, Qi Shaoyang woke up suddenly, and stood there in shock...

"Penglai is like water, but flying immortals can save it; the square pot and round bridge are where fairies live..." Lang Lang's voice still echoed in his ears...

Qi Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought in amazement: Why do I know these ancient poems, why do I follow along...

In order to find the answer, Qi Shaoyang walked over along the sound of reading. Through the woods, there was a thatched hut in the distance. The voice of the boy reading aloud came from the thatched hut. Qi Shaoyang hurried over and came to In the middle of the room, looking through the window, I was suddenly startled...

But seeing that there was no one in the middle of the thatched cottage, Qi Shaoyang thought blankly: Could it be that there are ghosts here?

Then he gave a wry smile, what he sees now, not to mention anything else, is the place where he is now, isn't it just the way of ghosts and gods!Then I looked again, and saw that the thatched cottage was very poorly furnished, a hardwood bed covered with extremely simple and worn-out bedding, and a wardrobe that seemed to be falling apart. A reading table, with countless ancient books neatly arranged on the table, and a book was opened there...

The sound of reading aloud was still echoing, and at this moment, the opened book slowly turned a page...

Qi Shaoyang was taken aback, there was no one in this room, why did the book automatically turn to another page without wind?After thinking about it, he walked into the room and came to the table. The sound came from where his body was...

Evil!It's weird... Qi Shaoyang stood blankly for a moment, looking at the contents of the book, and the book turned a page again and again following the sound of reading...

A trace of horror appeared in Qi Shaoyang's eyes, and then he took a complicated look, and his body...sit down slowly!

As soon as he sat down, Qi Shaoyang was stunned suddenly, and subconsciously, he started reading slowly along with the book...

"Boom..." The entire brain suddenly undergoes earth-shaking changes. At this moment, Qi Shaoyang's body has undergone countless changes. His body is slowly shrinking, and black hair is slowly growing on the top of his hairless head. Tall body Gradually getting smaller... Finally, he turned into a ten-year-old school boy, and his clothes gradually changed into coarse linen...

"Those who are not tired are called scattered people from the rivers and lakes; those who bear arrogance are called people from the lakes and seas..." Qi Shaoyang slowly read along the contents of the book!

At this moment, a voice came from outside the thatched cottage: "Declaration of war, small declaration of war!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Shaoyang, who had become smaller, immediately put down the book, and a cute smile appeared on his lovely face: "Uncle Li is here, did he come to deliver books for me again?"

Then he jumped and ran out of the house immediately, looked at a strong middle-aged man in the distance and shouted: "Uncle Li, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, no, I collected some books from other places and brought them to you. Why didn't you go to the private school today?" The middle-aged man came to the smaller Qi Shaoyang and smiled kindly.

"Mister gave me a holiday today, but..." the smaller Qi Shaoyang said this, and then hesitated.

"But what?" Uncle Li asked curiously.

"However, the master said that the teaching fee is needed again..." Qi Shaoyang, who became smaller, said in a low voice, and then he didn't dare to look up at Uncle Li...

"Well..." Uncle Li was taken aback for a moment, then after thinking for a while, he said, "I'll go to see Mr. in the afternoon, don't worry about the tuition fee, just read your own books well! We adults can still help You did it!"

When Qi Shaoyang, who became smaller, his eyes suddenly turned red, he lowered his head and sobbed, "Uncle Li... Xuan Zhan... Xuan Zhan doesn't want to study anymore, huh... Every time I have to take your money for teaching fees, Xuan Zhan doesn't want to embarrass you ..."

"Haha..." Uncle Li laughed loudly, then picked up Xuan Zhan and said, "It's okay, it's okay, can't we afford the tuition fee for Mr. Xiao Xuanzhan, you just read your own books well, and when you grow up, you will do your best for me Ningyun , and work hard for my Ningyun's great country!"

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A few years later, outside the city of Yujing, in front of the "Zhentian Gate", a beggar in tattered and coarse clothes curled up outside the tall city gate of Yujing. , stood two official servants in fine clothes and jade belts.

And the surrounding area was crowded with a group of passers-by watching the excitement...

One of the two men in brocade official clothes pointed at the beggar with his fingers and said, "You dirty scholar, not only are you blind, but you don't even have the three cents for the entrance exam, heh... just you So you still want to enter the imperial examination room for the sages..."

When the blind beggar heard this, he suddenly roared angrily: "You wait for these moths in the family and the country, but you don't abide by the laws of the country when you eat the king's salary. Asking for the yellow and white things outside the gate, the mighty Emperor actually robbed money at his feet and put the law of the country behind him, what a good gatekeeper!"

The two men in official uniforms who said these words burst into anger: "You stinky blind man, full of nonsense, the entrance fee of two papers is the examination system, you have no money to pay, you should not let you go, but you are blind again, It's dirty and smelly, do you think a blind person can get into this imperial examination!"

"Hahahaha..." The blind young man suddenly laughed angrily under the eyes of everyone, his voice was trembling, but he roared hoarsely: "What two pennies, you dog officials, you are bullying me and declaring war. Are you also blind? What you want is three taels of silver, three taels of silver! You corrupt dog officials who break the law, dirty people in the cracks of the national law, are... even worse than those wild beasts running around in the street. Much worse!" As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the wooden stick in his hand and screamed and beat him violently, "It is really a shame for the country to hate people like you who have lost their conscience. They demand three taels of silver, but my body is worthless and worthless. value!"

Hearing this, the two men in official uniforms were annoyed for a while. After both gestured, they immediately spread their fists and kicked Xuan Zhan's crazy punches and kicks. Poor Xuan Zhan is a poor blind beggar. He was beaten to the vital parts of his body.

After beating them once, the two of them seemed to have let off steam, and roared to the surroundings: "Look, look, what are you looking at, haven't you ever seen a dog beating, I'm dismissed!" After speaking, they slowed down. Slowly left here...

After everyone shook their heads and sighed, the crowd slowly dispersed!

After Xuan Zhan lay there for a quarter of an hour, he stood up against the city wall staggeringly, the wooden stick was still tightly grasped in his hands, his veins were bulging, and he raised his head, even though everything he saw was nothingness... Thinking of his own experience, There was a burst of sadness in my heart that was unspeakable!

He was originally from Yuzhu County of Ningyun Country. His ancestral home was in Qingshan County. There was a lake in his hometown——Qinghu Lake. His family lived by the bank of Qinghu Lake. Both of his parents died when he was young. He was raised by neighbors from all over the world. Wen, they donated money one after another for envoys to private schools.

At the age of three, he was able to read and write poems at the age of six. At the age of 11, he passed the county examination as a scholar. The ten miles and eight towns of Qingshan County even spread the reputation of "genius child prodigy". Growing up, I read [-] books if not [-]. Although I stayed at home, I learned about astronomy and geography, and I learned about the economics of the country and the world. I have thousands of ambitions in my chest, which is rare in the world.

Han Chuang studied hard for [-] years. He originally wanted to go to Beijing to catch the exam, gain fame and fame, and truly do what he has learned for the country and the people, so as to live up to the hardships of the neighbors in the four directions.I don't want to be on the way to the exam, walking on the trail at night, and encounter black-hearted robbers. Not only did they rob him of all the yellow and white money on his body, but he also stabbed his eyes blind, leaving his life to fend for himself.

Xuan Zhan felt miserable, but was lucky to be adopted by a poor and miserable person. Although the pain was cured, there was no cure for his eyes, so he could only obey the destiny.Although he was adopted, Xuan Zhan, a child with a red heart, was very stubborn, and he was so proud that he left at night with a random book.Probably because of the expectations given by the neighbors, full of guilt and unwillingness, he began his journey to Beijing mainly by begging.

The death of his parents did not make him down since he was a child, eighteen years of hard work did not make him yearn for misty rain and red dust, and his blindness did not make him feel bleak about his future. However, being blocked from the examination room today is shocking He was beaten in front of the door, but it made him feel like death, and he was suddenly disappointed in the heart of fame and fame. Thinking of the [-] years of hard study, all in vain, he couldn't help but feel sore, a burst of anger and blood rushed into his heart, and Xuan Zhan suddenly vomited blood... …

Touching the hot, fishy and sweet thing, Xuan Zhan suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly: "Worldly fashion! Do I really deserve to be homeless all my life when I declare war..." Then, stained with blood on his fingers, he wrote angrily against the city wall behind:

The sword points to the nine heavens and wants to serve the country, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are facing the sky, studying the holy books to seek integrity, but the greedy officials block the gates of heaven, angry and angry, resentful and resentful, one thought is disheartened, waiting for the Ming Dynasty, angrily beheading the gods and ghosts to startle the nine heavens, Tell the common people to return to the right way!

The book of weeping blood is dazzling on the city wall, and the words are engraved like swords, which makes people feel astonished when they see it.

Dragging his body in pain, Xuan Zhan held a wooden stick in his hand, Xiao Xiao's figure gradually disappeared into the distance...

... time flies, time flies ...

In the past, scenes were staged...