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        羡慕归羡慕，不平归不平，任务依旧要完成。                                                                        挨过三道天雷，白衣仙翁总算清醒过头脑，继续和巫帝软磨硬泡，试图说服他马上飞升。                                                                        原本，他还需往人界一行，寻找李攸踪迹。结果遇到仙灵草化形，直接将李攸和洞天福地一并引来，正好减少他的麻烦。                                                                        虽是人修飞升，然几千年不回人界，能不能认得路都是问题。                                                                        况且，千年前，五国分夏，触犯天道规则，降下惩戒，使得人界气运衰弱，灵气减少。他所在的宗门已是灰飞烟灭。进-入-人界，触景伤情，心境多少会受影响，完全不合算。                                                                        由此，能在巫界见到李攸，白衣仙翁自然高兴。                                                                        对于白衣仙翁的劝说，巫帝仍是冷面相对，不理不睬。                                                                        回到帝宫，挥袖甩下喋喋不休的仙人，揽住李攸，就要前往后殿。                                                                        衣袂翻飞间，二者气息相融，竟引出一股洪荒正道的灵气，自云山内部喷涌而出。恍如彩缎，层层堆积，环绕巫帝宫和洞天福地，聚集成团团红云。                                                                        云层边缘消融，形成漫天灵雾，久久不散。                                                                        “红云仙雾？”                                                                        白衣仙翁大张着嘴巴，愕然不已，险些拽掉两根胡须。                                                                        “天！”                                                                        自荒古绝灭，荒兽或死或伤，修士大能纷纷隐入福地灵山，如此灵气喷涌之象，已成天地绝唱。莫他飞升之时，纵是前推几千年，也稍有此等奇遇。                                                                        纵然巫界云山为荒古巨岩所化，得巫帝宫镇守，更有历代巫帝法力温养，也不至如此。                                                                        这、这简直是……白衣仙翁继续拽着胡子，始终找不出合适的词来形容。                                                                        说句不好听的，在仙界也没这样的福气！                                                                        震惊之余，顾不得劝说巫帝，白衣仙翁御风飞起，足踏虚空，手中拂尘化作长龙，眨眼飞入红云。                                                                        见拂尘在云中停住，再前进不得，白衣仙翁更加肯定，这些灵气非比寻常，甚至超过了仙光。                                                                        “千载难逢！”                                                                        白衣仙翁盘膝坐下，祭出三道法力，拂尘艰难回绕，冲出红云，顿成一面仙旗，立在半空。                                                                        旗面俱由细丝编织而成，铺展开来，涌动炫目灵光，浮起九层法诀。                                                                        罡风过，白衣仙翁合上双目，凝神气海，渐隐入灵雾。                                                                        吟诵之声穿透云层，不绝于耳，绿洲中的荒兽器灵皆有所感。                                                                        麒麟鲸王不觉如何，幻大灵机一动，直接将混血幻兽踢飞。后者在空中滚了三圈，停在白衣仙翁身边。                                                                        “这个仙人有些门道。”                                                                        火凤自湖边飞来，收起双翼，落在绿松之上。                                                                        鲸王缩小灵体，挂在树梢，点了点头。                                                                        麒麟懒洋洋打个哈欠，道：“不过是个寻常地仙，纵知九重法诀，能力也是有限。”                                                                        简言之，级别不够，能发挥的威力有限。                                                                        “的确。”幻大点点头，貌似惋惜，“可惜那些红云仙雾。”                                                                        如果是个天仙，说不得能助那没用的同族淬炼血脉，修成真身。                                                                        “算了吧。”麒麟嗤笑，喷出数点火星。                                                                        混血多少代，能保持幻兽的外形已是运气，还想淬炼血脉？换成尊者，或许能想想办法。这个地仙，顶对能助那混血提升两重境界。                                                                        希望越大，失望越大。                                                                        此言出自李攸之口，麒麟认为很有道理。套用在幻兽身上，正合适。                                                                        “道理我明白。”幻大叹息一声，“可总要试试。”                                                                        看到幻大落寞，麒麟不再出言嘲讽。好歹是万年的老友，总要给些面子。                                                                        法诀到第三重，云团中的白衣仙翁已是面色发白，法力不支。忙取出一只宝葫芦，想收起一团红云，却是连丝灵雾都抓不住。                                                                        境界所限，能借法诀吸纳灵气，已是极限。再多，都是奢望。                                                                        “我就说！“                                                                        火凤哼了一声，无聊的梳理羽毛。满意之后，展开双翼，从树上飞下，没兴趣再看下去。没料想，差点撞到景元尊者身上。                                                                        火凤受惊，怒喷一口火球。                                                                        景元尊者很无辜。谁能想到，这只火凤喜欢低空飞行？按常理，该是不看路的过错吧？                                                                        火凤甩头，翎羽炸开，连喷三口火球。                                                                        让他道歉，简直是做梦！春秋大梦！                                                                        身为-神-鸟-后代，就要这么不讲道理，不对，威--武-霸-气！                                                                        无奈，景元尊者让开两步，拍灭身上火星。遇到不讲理的凤凰，实在没辙。                                                                        目送火凤离开，走到麒麟身侧。后者斜他一眼，依旧鼻孔喷气。                                                                        “这个法诀？”                                                                        看着白衣仙翁，景元尊者的神情越来越难看。                                                                        麒麟尚未如何，幻大蹭蹭蹄子，好奇道：“你有印象？”                                                                        “当然。”景元尊者磨牙，额心几乎浮现出王字。他是转世重生，可没丢掉脑子，记忆还在！这是铸造在九门上的云图法诀，如何能忘！                                                                        “想当年，我铸造九门，自以为能成就大道。哪承想，却把自己陷了进去。”                                                                        压下愤怒，景元尊者负手而立，满脸苦笑。                                                                        看他这个样子，麒麟难得生出几分同情，劝道：“事情已过万年，思之无用。且当年之事，并非你之过。”                                                                        “是，我明白。”景元尊者仍是苦笑。无心之过更让他难受，何况还牵扯到自身。                                                                        此时，法诀已到第六重，白衣仙翁终支持不住，收起拂尘法宝。调息片刻，稳住心境，飞身返回巫帝宫。对留在身后的红云灵雾，再不看一眼。                                                                        “千载难逢的机遇，能得半成已是造化。”                                                                        “境界一般，心境倒是不错。他日应可登入天仙之列。”                                                                        在白衣仙翁走后，鲸王喷出两道气柱，摆动尾鳍，重新化成庞大灵体，投入红云，搅乱灵雾。                                                                        麒麟幻大紧随其后，目标是另两团红云。                                                                        离开前，麒麟突然顿住脚步，叫上景元尊者。                                                                        “一起来。”                                                                        “我？”景元尊者很是诧异。                                                                        “当然是你。”麒麟点头，喷出几点火星，“看那地仙施为，遇吸纳此处灵气，云图法诀似有大用，你来试试。”                                                                        “可我尚且修成本体。”                                                                        “无妨。”麒麟咧嘴，青玉般的鳞片，瞬间映出一片火红，“有我和幻大在，保你不死。”                                                                        保他不死？                                                                        景元尊者咽了口口水，第一时间听出-潜-台-词：命可保，缺胳膊断腿自认倒霉。                                                                        “这个……能否让我考虑一下？”若有本体，自然不惧。人修皮脆血薄，还是小心为上。                                                                        “有什么好考虑？”火凤突然出现在身后，单翼扇动，直接将景元尊者送入云中，“修成本体之后，自可复原，无需担忧。”                                                                        自可复原个x！                                                                        无需担忧个xx！                                                                        敢情要缺胳膊断腿的不是你这傻鸟！                                                                        怒骂两声，景元尊者一头撞入云中，好似陷入糖浆，手脚被缚，没有任何借力点。                                                                        拼尽半身法力，化成白虎，勉强挣脱云团，临空咆哮。                                                                        惹怒白虎，火凤毫无心理负担。                                                                        闯祸？荒兽的本能。                                                                        陷害？这是乐于助人。                                                                        麒麟幻兽同时迎上，交换眼神，一兽一脚，将咆哮中的白虎又踹入云团。                                                                        陷在火红的“糖浆”里，白虎欲哭无泪，大骂两声交友不慎，认命的收起虎躯，盘膝坐定，手捏法诀，九张云图一一浮现。                                                                        “起！”                                                                        星辰闪亮，引动绿洲悬山。                                                                        景元尊者轻咦一声，以法力探查悬山兽石，恍然大悟。                                                                        天道轮回，因果注定。                                                                        看来，他会寻上李攸，不是没有原因。                                                                        九张云图，后者已得其四，更融入人皇宫，作为炼化仙宝的基石，因果早已结下。                                                                        “难怪。”                                                                        低暔一声，景元尊者继续向云图祭入法力，红云愈发耀眼，灵雾裹住整座云山。                                                                        时空乱流中，幻兽雀鸟同时一震，齐齐催动灵力，击向一处风团。                                                                        “不会错，就是那里！”                                                                        确定方位，两只灵兽均激动不已，甚至抛弃前嫌，紧紧抱在一起。                                                                        化出本体的雀鸟，比幻兽大出许多，两只翅膀一合，完全将幻兽裹住，只露出脖颈。                                                                        风团开始扭曲，幻兽眼睛发亮，大声道：“就是现在！快！”                                                                        雀鸟长鸣一声，展开双翼，利爪紧紧抓住幻兽，化作一道流光，瞬息冲破黑暗。                                                                        “尊者，我们来了！”                                                                        不知该说鸿运当头，还是倒霉透顶。                                                                        雀鸟幻兽合力开出的时空裂缝，恰好在景元尊者头顶。                                                                        可想而知，两只灵兽砸下，直接-撞--进一幅云图，淬炼后的灵气涌入气海，境界瞬间暴涨，差点--爆--体。                                                                        见此情形，景元尊者气得双手发抖，差点喷出一口老血。                                                                        亏得他是白虎，否则必要走火入魔！                                                                        巫帝宫中，李攸抓紧时机，问明仙灵草化形的经过，眉心仍未舒展。                                                                        “不必担心。”巫帝覆上李攸手背，温声道，“有树灵看护，仙池滋养，百年之后即可达分神境界。”                                                                        “我不是担心这个。”李攸抬头，望入巫帝眼中，问道，“你飞升之后，他为界主，可能服众？”                                                                        一颗不到千年的灵草，境界再高，“年龄”也是短板。                                                                        “为何不能？”巫帝勾唇，指尖轻轻划过，探入长袖之中，摩挲着李攸腕子上的图腾，“说是界主，不过为镇守云山。历代皆是我族，早有定数。”                                                                        “旁人不行？”李攸挑眉。                                                                        “不行。”巫帝牵起李攸手腕，轻啄指尖，仍不满意，还想更进一步。然在李尊者的“威压”下，暂时打消念头，“三界初分，荒古巨岩化成三山。我族本为镇守巨岩器灵，得上古传承。后经日月演变，取得山中灵石，炼成巫帝宫，就此镇守云山。”                                                                        “这样？”李攸沉吟半晌，继续问道，“妖界也是一样？”                                                                        “略有不同。”巫帝道，“妖界和人界本有仙山，可惜九尾灵狐不谙祭炼之法，空有宝山，也只能剥几层石皮，炼化妖王殿。反倒是妖后的莲台更有分量。”                                                                        白虎祭炼的法宝，哪会没分量。                                                                        李攸眯眼，随即沉默。                                                                        对比妖界，人界连座仙山都没有，他没资格笑话妖王。                                                                        “非也。”了解李攸想法，巫帝摇头，抚过他眼角的泪斑，道，“人界本有仙山，只在千年前崩落。”                                                                        “崩落？”李攸诧异，是他想的那个意思？                                                                        “是。”                                                                        单凭口头讲述不够直观，巫帝挥袖，铺开一片光幕。                                                                        这是夏皇陨落之后，发生在人界的一幕。                                                                        岩浆喷发，高耸入云的山峰，一夕断裂。                                                                        巨石穿空，古木倾倒，俱为火--焚，坠落粉碎。                                                                        期间，有蓝衣修士破开-火-壁，卷走数块巨石。两块炼成葬具，其余碎裂为七，镇入白云山，布成法阵。                                                                        残余的巨石古木，或随熔岩沉入地下，或经风吹日晒，覆上新土，重新生出草木。                                                                        百年的演化，本为不毛之地，重披绿意。                                                                        林木葱茏，姹紫嫣红绽放。                                                                        大山深处，一口泉眼喷涌而出。                                                                        溪水流动，一株仙草，一块灵石，相伴而生。斗转星移，仙草的灵光引来三界修士，法力-激--荡，险些把天开出个窟窿。                                                                        随后发生的一切，李攸或有印象，或记忆全无。                                                                        石中七百年，没发疯已是幸运，哪有多余时间去管这些。                                                                        “这里便是仙山所在。”收起光幕，巫帝道，“原本有一座人皇行宫镇守。后因人界生乱，玄龟背负行宫离散，此地失去屏障，才生出异变。”                                                                        人皇行宫？                                                                        李攸微顿，不知为何，第一个想到的就是北宫。                                                                        四座行宫内，唯北宫生出器灵，不是没有理由。                                                                        正如他投生成石，在千刃山中七百年，借仙灵草化成灵体，分毫之间皆是因果。                                                                        巫帝讲述时，帝宫自行张开屏障，九条巨龙飞身盘旋，形成九堵巨墙，将白衣仙翁拦在殿外。                                                                        后者虽然不愤，念及在红云中的好处，只能按下。                                                                        许久之后，殿中传出巫帝声音，请白衣仙翁入内。                                                                        “请吧。”                                                                        巨龙让开道路，仍是鼻孔看仙，十足的傲慢。                                                                        不能生气，淡定！                                                                        一路做着心理建设，白衣仙翁迈步走进后殿。                                                                        本以为会遇到两张冷脸，不想，李攸笑眯眯的站起身，迎上前来，道：“先时多有怠慢，还请见谅。”                                                                        言语动作，都极是恳切。更将白衣仙翁引至桌旁，取出通天壶，亲自斟一杯灵茶。                                                                        怎么回事？                                                                        白衣仙翁愣住。                                                                        笑脸和冷脸在脑海中闪过，交替循环，头皮有些发麻。                                                                        陡然发现，比起李尊者的笑容，他宁愿面对巫帝的冷脸。比起巫界之主，这位前人界之主明显更难对付。
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