Chapter 47 The Meeting of Two Dragons, The End of a Hero
I have seen through the world of mortals, so I resigned and took my wife Yan Ruyu to live in seclusion.
I saw the courtyard of my house, the flowers were blooming brilliantly, and the husband and wife were in love.
Yan Ruyu said,"Think about some people." Some things. Some gains and losses. Some obsession. Some emotions, but a person's life was neither long nor short. Time would leave behind some memories, but it was a sadness that could not be touched. You know why it's so hard to bear, but there are people who have to bear it.
I Jian said: It is a story and a story repetition, a dialogue between a poem and the years, some sadness and pain of reunion and separation, the experience of growth and maturity, but a tea, a poem, a song, a story.
Yan Ruyu said,"The world of mortals is passionate, just for emotion?" But the hate, worry, and sadness were all brought by others? Faint concern, silent attention, distant expectations, but could they leave their thoughts in another person's space?
I Jian said: It is said that only when you meet each other can you know the true meaning of love, but there are many people who can't get what they give. Only after going through fate did one understand the preciousness of love, but everything was not necessarily true in laughter.
Yan Ruyu said,"What can't you wake up from?" What pain can't be forgotten? Do you feel anything? But a sentimental and bitter person?
I said: Is there a kind of love that doesn't hurt people? But was this the home of the soul? As long as he believed in his own path.
Yan Ruyu said, Sigh! There are also heartless things in the world, but it is useless to miss them. Alas, I only shadow what kind of love in the world, so many people do not wake up why? If you ask me how much leisure time I have? Empty love said romantic, but also sigh this life who give up who accept? Thousands of strands of silk will never change the art of creation of brocade books and articles. Who believes that there is such a realm in the world? Love is like the sky, love is like the sea, love is like the body, but love will meet, will lead to lust, but also empty thoughts will be hated by people. Who is the seed of love? If there's no reason, why are you so passionate to take advantage of this helpless day? Sighing fragrant soul gorgeous soul swing leisurely sad heart lonely time, why in vain increase these many tears to try to send my heart? All things are thrown away, the fragrant soul is consumed, and there is no fixed regret. Why don't you remember the root of the past? To let down the love of children, is this what the world should do? Why should I be sad?
I said: sigh that the world is difficult to determine, but it is a joy and sorrow, but when I was alive my heart was broken? Separation and reunion are all pre-determined, old sins are always due to love can not be offset, impermanent life why send in vain? Poor romantic debt difficult to repay, crazy men and women can sigh ancient and modern love endless. It should be known that the cause and effect of not meeting each other when they were close seemed to be due to the negative luck of the apocalypse. So, how many one-night stands? This feeling can wait to be remembered, but at that time it was already lost. When a person is sentimental, he becomes thin. He knows that he is sentimental but not sentimental. One inch of longing has thousands of feelings, but there is no place in the world to arrange, how can it be unforgettable? Life and death do not consider, heaven and earth have no end, I am afraid there is no place to talk about desolation. If there is a strange fate in the human world, how can the mind eventually become illusory and still indulge in love? Life only love is difficult to die, but what is the most lovesick thing? But why do you hate me so much? Why do you hate me so much? Why do you hate me so much?
Yan Ruyu said: carefully calculated floating life thousands of threads, no place to find, can not stay also return. Intoning the soul, sighing the soul, worrying about the passers-by, a song to discipline the soft intestines inch knot? I want to say something, but I can't bear it. Where is my regret?
I asked him how many dreams he had when he saw the dreary place. How many one-sided lovesickness dreams? No books. Are people born to be infatuated? I don't know when parting is bitter, but this feeling is difficult to tell a lonely heart. It is said that there is no place in the world to plant lovesickness, then why should this life be sad to have a love and a foolish heart?
Zu Ti had many thoughts recently and was in a bad mood, so he climbed a tall building to watch from afar. He felt sorry for the death of a peerless hero like Liu Kun. He thought of the time when Liu Kun came to Jiankang and the two of them talked about their aspirations for the country. For the sake of the Jin Dynasty, they served the country from the south and north. The Emperor (Sima Rui) gave a sword to Liu Kun. Wang Dun was furious, but he also knew Liu Kun's achievements and had no choice but to submit. She wanted to stay at Liu Kun's family banquet and excitedly talk about the "chicken dance" incident when they were officials. She could not help but feel excited. The two of them relived the past and danced with their swords.
The two of them danced with their swords. The swords were as soft as silk and exquisite. gases. The Divine Power Dao was soft and loud, like thunder gathering anger, like rivers and seas condensing green light, lightning elegant and graceful, light and agile, noble and awe-inspiring, red rainbow shaking soul all-powerful. The sword is like a dragon flying into the sea, flying like a phoenix flying in the air, quiet like a pine tree standing upright on the cliff, proud like a jade pillar towering into the sky. The sword was flexible and flexible, shining brilliantly like the clouds.
Madam Xu, who had brought the fruits, saw this and did not want to disturb them. She put down the fruits and left.
Thinking of this, Zu Ti looked into the distance. He thought of the turbulent times, the chaotic times, the various forces, the endless battles, the falling of the world, the change of the ruler of the country, and the misery of the people. The ruler seized cities and territories. Killing and harming lives is cruel, I am in this ups and downs of the world and life is full of twists and turns, my ambition cannot be displayed, I have the heroic spirit of the universe and the ambition of a swan, but my ambition has not been fulfilled.
Zu Ti suddenly saw a fierce dragon pouncing at him from the sky. Thinking that he was caught off guard and couldn't come with his sword, he sighed," My life is over!
Suddenly, Zu Ti's sword couldn't stand the loneliness anymore. A beam of spiritual light flashed endlessly, and a giant dragon appeared.
That dragon came from the sky abyss, its tongue spitting out sword aura, showing off its sharpness, but facing the shadow dragon beard sword, it changed from ferocious to imposing.
Zu Ti thought that he was doomed, but he didn't expect that his sword was also a dragon that was fighting.
The two dragons danced in the air, swallowing knives and spitting fire as they fought, stirring up the wind and clouds. In a short while, the two dragons turned from fierce to good at fighting, and gradually disappeared without a trace.
Zu Ti was in an extremely anxious state. Suddenly, he saw a demon star appear in the dividing line of Yuzhou. He couldn't help but sigh," This is for me! I was just about to pacify Hebei, but the heavens wanted to kill me. It was heaven's will! Losing the sword and losing the heart!
Zu Ti was so sad. Looking at the distance, he thought of many things. His emotions in life and the things he had done were like a movie replay. His heart was surging.
While Zu Ti was grieving, he saw a dragon fall from the sky and shouted," But my Shadow Painting Sword? This is to return to me!
Hearing Zu Ti's voice, the dragon turned into a sword, but it was still the Shadow Painting Sword.
Zu Ti reached out his hand to catch the sword in the air. He swung the sword, and the Rainbow Lightning Sword started to move.
It was said that this sword was Zhuanxu's Painted Shadow Sword, also known as the Lightning Shocking Sword. It was of the same origin as Liu Kun's sword.
Zu Ti wielded his sword in a mysterious and brilliant way, the red lightning was like a dragon soaring and a tiger roaring, and the flying and spitting were magnificent and magnificent, and the myriad of climates were all over the world.
Zu Ti's swordsmanship was so powerful that it surged like the ocean. It was majestic and grand, as if the sea had absorbed hundreds of rivers. The sea market was swallowed by the sea serpent, which swept the sky and the earth. The mirage, the heroic and brilliant, is to turn the tide. All-powerful.
However, the sword was filled with sorrow and vicissitudes, as if it was saying: The person in the mortal world is familiar and strange. It is difficult to see through the wind and rain on the road. You are hesitating to find the present that you can't decide. Who is the real you? How beautiful the green mountains are, how deep the Jianghu is, the road is vast, I don't know who I'm here for, but I'm alone in the world. How crazy is love and hate? How could the saber and sword be proud? That hero also had a time to report when his soul perished. In the mortal world, it is inevitable that feelings are disturbed. The wind and rain are high in the sword. How can I laugh at heaven and earth for love? Don't ask who can analyze the amorous feelings, let everything stop today, even the waves in my heart can't match it. It was difficult to understand the fire of lovesickness. Love in the world ended without any result. Different lives had similar endings. No matter how you shed tears, you would leave with sorrow and pain. He had to face such cruelty. What kind of desolate feeling was this? It was a disaster caused by love, even if it had nothing to do with romance, it still had to be attached.
However, Zu Ti's sword practice was that when he used the Cold Sword, he would not hesitate or think. The sword radiance was like a curtain, and the domineering Army-Obliteration Arrogance.
Madam Xu saw that her husband had cultivated the momentum of sword qi soaring into the sky, and there was also an indescribable feeling, as if she was saying,"Who is sad for those who have lost their way?”Only he knew it best.
Mrs. Xu then came up to practice swordsmanship with her husband.
Then, the swords moved closer, and as soon as they touched, the chivalrous bones and tender feelings became lively and lively.
The current Xu family looked rough on the outside but was actually a beauty on the inside. They were meticulous and were also heroines who could write and fight.
The beautiful woman's eyes were moving, tender and charming. There was still a hint of melancholy in the star waves, as if it was: The past is gone with the wind, for whom will a trace of fragrance be left? Why did it make one's heart throb in just one second?
Love could stand the test of time, but it could not withstand the destruction of time. Some people would fade with time and become extremely fragile. However, some people were not afraid of the ravages of time. Every day that was lively and fragrant was a new and exciting day.
The husband and wife waved their swords and intertwined with each other. They were like the moon in the sky and the wind in the world, but they were so strong that they looked like they were in a thrilling death.
Torrential sword wind and flying arrows scattered, vast and far-reaching are dancing in front of each other, but like the collapse of Kunlun cliff, disturbing the majestic square. Generosity was to turn the tide, to gallop across the world and snatch away the rush, but it was a leap that stirred up thousands of waves and even blew the sparkling lake, but it was the sword qi that made people unable to stand it.
The sword pointed to the sky and picked the moon, touching the ground and making the flowers fall. Its aura was like a rainbow, majestic and imposing, swallowing rivers and rivers, and heroic. The feeling of the sword was never satisfied with the sigh and helplessness. It was a magnanimity with a profound meaning. In the majestic atmosphere, everything was luxuriously wonderful.
It was said that sword intent was always difficult to ask, and so was the sad river pond. Who could recognize that the sword was like the setting sun? Could it be that it's so exquisite?
The sword passed through the mountains and rivers, the blade was bright with frost and snow, and it moved like a shooting star, but it was a sword that asked about the spring and autumn.
Zu Ti and Xu Shi used the last move, Immortal Shows the Way, and Fei Chen quickly turned his hand to Blossoms Bright.
The two of them stopped their swords and hugged each other as they looked into the distance.
After a while, Zu Ti said emotionally," How many joys and sorrows have they experienced, how many love-hate madness have they seen? That chivalrous and tender man, that beautiful woman born for love, would such a collision throw away the troubles of the outside world and be free in the chaotic world?
Mrs. Xu listened and asked: Why do you have such an idea?
Zu Ti said: Too many people and things have too many ideas.
When Madam Xu heard this, she looked into the distance and said with emotion, The fire of love that is more brilliant than fireworks, the dazzling waves that fly in the sea of people, is there a bunch of me?
Zu Ti sighed and said: "Observing the world, the feeling of mutual appreciation gradually arises. Why is it tortured by the fetters of secular prejudice?" The sorrow that moistens each other with the foam, the tiredness of poetry, but who knows the joys and sorrows of the two hearts? Little by little, they struggled painfully for a promise, but they still couldn't be together, could they have a life and death relationship? There were many ways to interpret the legend of love, but did it have to be answered with a lifetime? How much of that amazing immortal couple could withstand the scrutiny of time?
Mrs. Xu said: Yes! A kind of attraction, a kind of resistance, but also difficult to accommodate the world's deep cracks, really can not find suitable words, but also slow in the words of the evaluation, is the mistake continues now. A trip of love by accident, but the moon peeped at each other on the path? Who wrote lovesickness all over the place? A stroke of infatuation can write all the colors of lovesickness?
Zu Ti said,"Has the last page of vicissitudes been written?" Was that not enough regret a dream of Tyranny?
Xu Shi said: How many people are willing to fall into a dream and not wake up? Can the feelings of the world repay the covenant of this life and the next life?
Zu Ti said: Let all grudges be forgotten in the wind. The world seemed to understand, but how to do it was very difficult.
Mrs. Xu said: It is said that the ten feet of red dust has become moss memory, whose trace is there on the Sansheng Stone? Under the stars, there are still traces of you and me? But it turns out that we are just a speck of dust in the dust that can't stand the wind. Who is the flower that blooms forever?
Zu Ti wasn't in a good mood, but he had the world in his heart.
Mrs. Xu knew her husband's mood and said,"Helpless thoughts always make people bored. How long is the road of life?" Those expectant eyes always made people hesitate. Who could give an answer? But I don't know when and where I went, where I was, where I was, what purpose I lived. The emotional heart sail is always in the place where fate gathers and fades, spending a lifetime to love. Why is the one who loses his way in parting, resentment, and love still riding the wind and waves? In the boundless mortal world, how many infatuated and crazy cruelties were there, but how could they face them? For the sake of fate, is it to spoil and indulge in love? How many heart-breaking places? Don't ask where my mood is entangled?
Soon after, Zu Ti died of illness. The Dragon Beard Shadow Drawing Sword also flew into the sky and met with the dragon in the Heavenly Abyss.
The two sword dragons met and danced in the air. The world could only see the two swords clashing in the air, producing a world-shaking sound. Some people judge that the omen is: because of the loss of the two heroes Ti Kun, will be the beginning of a bloody era.
In fact, what could see through these two swords dancing in the air were actually two dragons dancing in the air. They were roaring in the air, stirring up the clouds and clouds, causing the sky to be filled with a foul atmosphere. Dark clouds rolled.
The sky seemed to have been torn apart, and the torrential clouds surged like mountains and seas. The majestic clouds gathered and scattered, and collapsed. It exploded. Rushing Arrow. Snatch. The rapid flow was a bloody storm.
After a while, the two dragons followed him as they gradually drifted away, as if they were tired of "dancing" in the air.
Then he saw two heroes appear in the starlight, and Tikun rode away on a dragon.
In the 4th year of Taixing, 321, Zu Ti was worried that Wang Dun and the Eastern Jin regime would oppose each other. Civil strife broke out and the Northern Expedition was difficult to succeed. That year, he died in Yongqiu.
Zu Ti died in September 321 at the age of 56.
When the people of the Central Plains heard the news of Zu Ti's death, they were extremely sad. Many local people built ancestral halls to commemorate him.
Wang Dun's ambition had already risen, and his flag was already flying.
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