Chapter 202, One Hundred Thousand Springs and Autumns, Ancient Taoism

Although according to the meaning of the Buddhist and Taoist saints, the things in the Mianfeng Gallery have been taken away by Zhong Guanyuan, but Yunqing still decides to go there to have a look. en8. Because Zhong Guanyuan's feet are not very fast, he is a master who has to pant for a long time after running a few steps. Yunqing goes to Mianfeng Gallery to find out his whereabouts, maybe he can catch up.

At this time, the crescent moon was already obscured by clouds and smoke, and the twinkling stars connected into a silver river, flowing through the dark sky to the distant void.

The cold pool water under Jieyou Cliff made a ding-dong sound, and the crisp sound became more and more hollow in the night. Jiuhuan sang softly to the beat of the water droplets, pouring wine one after another, looking quite comfortable.

"Yo, it's Venerable Huang Quan." Jiuhuan smiled at Yunqing, and threw a wine jar to her, "Would you like a drink?"

As soon as Yun Qing came up, she saw a wine jar flying towards her, she subconsciously smashed the jar, and the rich aroma of wine scattered on the ground.

"Does the Demon Venerable don't like it?" Jiu Huan looked at the fine wine that had soaked into the soil with some regret.

Yun Qing nodded calmly: "I don't like it."

"How can there be people who don't like wine... Hahaha..." Jiu Huan laughed loudly, "Jieyouya, forget about worrying wine, feel at ease, and have no worries, why doesn't Mozun like it?"

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Yun Qing looked at her for a while, Jiu Huan looked very good, and her body was as plump as ever, and she couldn't see the rumored appearance of being imprisoned by Jinghua Immortal Venerable for decades.

"If you have worries, you need to solve them. If you have worries, you need to forget them. I have no worries and no worries, so I don't need what you said."

Only then did Jiu Huan raise her eyes to look at her carefully. The direct descendant of the magic path in front of her looked at a very young age, but her breath was restrained, modest and steady, and there was no trace of innocence that a child should have between her brows.

In the early days of the war, when the dispute between Immortal Dao and Buddhist Dao was launched, Jinghua and Jiuhuan had a dispute. At that time, the senior sister of Mianfeng Gallery, Jiuhuan, dominated the reconciliation, while Jinghua, who was promoted to the first seat of the heirloom, dominated the battle. In the end, Jinghua used thunder to control the power of Mianfeng Gallery, support Huohuang as a puppet, use Huohuang to control Fengxian, and then suppress Jiuhuan, the Lord and a group of elders. Jinghua Immortal Venerable's cultivation base is not top-notch, but his tactics and tactics are extremely clever, and even if it is placed in all contemporary heirlooms, it is second to none.

This whole process is like a cloud and flowing water, and the Mianfeng Gallery has launched a dispute over Guiling Temple almost in an instant. This infighting had a wide impact at the time, Jinghua immediately became the leader of Xiaoyao Dao, but the equally amazing and talented senior sister was gradually forgotten. en8.

Hu Hanmei said at that time that among the disciples of Mianfenglang, only Jinghua had the courage to lead them into troubled times, and Yunqing felt the same. Xiaoyao Dao was not suitable for expeditions in troubled times, but it was even more impossible to avoid catastrophe. If it was not suitable, they had to bite the bullet and go on. It would be good to have such a rare alien as Jinghua to lead them.

It's just a pity that a woman like Jiuhuan who is full of talent and love can never be repaid. She should have been free and easy, but she fell into such a prison.

"Worry-free..." Jiuhuan looked at Yunqing with a hazy look in Jiangnan's misty rain, "How can you really be worry-free?"

Yun Qing thought about it for a while, and said to her, "There are two rivers in the Undelusional Demon Realm."

Jiuhuan didn't know why: "What are the two rivers?"

"The two rivers are Wangchuan and Jichuan. The place where the two rivers meet is Huangquan." Yun Qing continued to talk to her while thinking, "We raised the human race in the Demon Realm, and let them drink and forget about it. Chuan Shui, forget the troubles and pains of the world, and let them drink the Chuan Shui, remember the ups and downs of this life and the previous life, and so on.”

Jiuhuan listened as if she were listening to a story, she didn't know much about the Demon Realm. One hundred thousand years have passed, these nine demon sects have long since faded out of the world of practitioners, and everything about them is a legend to outsiders. Now that he has entered the WTO, he has little contact with people, and at most he is active in the West China Sea and the East China Sea.

"But there are some things that even Wangchuan and Jichuan can't erase. They exist in the soul of the human race for a long time. The practitioners call them Huigen and Lingming." Yun Qing smiled and pointed to her forehead. , there is a little light between the eyebrows, that is where Lingming is.

Jiuhuan had already vaguely guessed what she was going to say, but she still listened to her quietly.

Yunqing said: "The people who will be played with by Wangchuan and Jichuan are all people without wisdom roots. They have drunk Wangchuan water and forget their sorrows, and they have drunk Jichuan water and remember their sorrows. Thought, there is no way to obtain the Tao. If you are worried, then you will be sad and happy, if you are worried, then you will be worried simply and quickly. It is up to you to solve the problem of worrying and forgetting. This cold pool wine."

Jiuhuan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Mozun is worthy of being a talented person in the world! After thinking about it for so long, I didn't feel enlightened. It turned out that it was because I was worried, or I was not worried, and neither was there. I am in control."

"Xianzun has wisdom roots, but he was blinded by some small things." Yun Qing lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, his hands folded between his sleeves, and his emotions did not seem to fluctuate much.

"I can't blame others." Jiuhuan's slender fingertips tapped the edge of the wine jar, some playful rhythms made her voice sound lighter than before, "Yu 嗟女西, Wu Yu Shi Dan. This is a shocking remark. Many times, I can't hear it myself, so I can only worry about it."

"Xianzun has a heart..." Yun Qing uncharacteristically began to inquire about gossip, but Jiuhuan didn't care much.

"Yeah, when I was in the red dust, I had a long karmic relationship with the god of secretary of the Tiangong, and I stumbled myself in it for so many years, but later I realized that people didn't take it seriously at all." Jiu Huan smiled bitterly.

"Zhong Guanyuan?" A big "I didn't expect" flashed through Yun Qing's heart. Zhong Guanyuan was just like a straw in front of Jiuhuan's pride, and he didn't know what Jiuhuan saw in him back then. ...

"He can still see if he just stands and doesn't speak." Jiuhuan smiled again, "Blindfolding his eyes is more like that."

Yun Qing felt that the sarcasm on his face might be a bit strong, so he restrained a little: "Speaking of him, I wonder if Immortal Venerable can inform Senior Zhong's whereabouts?"

"Mostly it's back to the Tiangong." Jiu Huan shook his head and said, "Won't Venerable Huang Quan want to chase it all the way? It's not a place that people in this world can reach."

"Senior Zhong is rushing so fast? If only I stopped him before he arrived at the Heavenly Palace, wouldn't it?" Yun Qing heard something wrong in what she said, and Jiu Huan seemed to believe that she couldn't catch up with Zhong Guanyuan.

"If you can't catch up, he still has Ji Yihe by his side, who can run on two legs with magic?" Jiuhuan shook her head again, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "The white The emperor is the most outstanding one in this generation of Shinto direct descendants, but his temperament is somewhat flawed. He looks very timid, and he can kill more than anyone at a critical time, and he will fight with you if he touches a hair of Zhong Guanyuan.

Yun Qing listened to her with great interest. Jiuhuan really didn't know much about people like Shinto, and most of this was due to the causal bond between her and Zhong Guanyuan.

"What kind of place is Tiangong?" Yun Qing asked the question that he cared about the most. Since there is no way to take Zhong Guanyuan for the time being, let's get some news about the divine way first, so as to prepare for the future.

Jiuhuan pondered for a while: "Heavenly Palace is not where it is now, but a place in the past. It existed 100,000 years ago, so we can't reach it."

This is very mysterious, but Yun Qing has already understood a thing or two: "Did the gods tamper with the passage of time to stay?"

"I don't know." Jiuhuan was also a little unclear, "Let's put it this way, if the history of a hundred thousand years is regarded as a river, then the Tiangong belongs to the middle reaches, and we are here in the lower reaches. The water in the middle reaches. It can flow to the lower reaches, so Zhong Guanyuan and the others can come to the world. And the water in the lower reaches cannot go back to the middle reaches, so we have no way to spy on the heavenly palace."

That's why gods look like ordinary people.

The gods should have disappeared a long time ago. The current world does not have them. When they came to this world, Heavenly Dao could not explain their existence. Therefore, when Xie Yao and Yun Qing first met Shinto practitioners, they would feel that the Tao of each other was obscure and unclear, because the Tao of Heaven itself could not explain it, and Yun Qing and Xie Yao naturally could not understand these gods by comprehending the Tao of Heaven.

Thinking about it this way, the gods really did a big deed.

"When Shinto flourished, it was the middle reaches, so when was the upper reaches?" Yun Qing walked to Jiuhuan and helped her clean up the debris of the wine jar.

"Zhong Guanyuan mentioned to me that there were three emperors before the five emperors. It was an uncivilized era, and the human race was still fighting for life and death with countless beasts across the world, seeking a ray of survival in all kinds of disasters. In this environment, a small number of people awakened to incredible powers, and the historical murals handed down at the time described their powers in a very miraculous way. In fact, it seems that some people have become enlightened, obtained the seed of Taoism, and stepped into the door of Taoism.”

Yunqing listened carefully, what Jiuhuan said might be a lie that Zhong Guanyuan narrated as a story, but it might also be a secret that the entire cultivator world did not understand.

"At that time, there was also a Taoism that flourished like Shinto, but it didn't take long for it to disappear." Jiuhuan's expression was a little dignified. When she said the word "disappeared", her voice was extremely low, in such a cold night. Plain white gives people goosebumps.

"Disappear..." Yun Qing couldn't help frowning, and pulled out his hands that had been in his sleeves, holding a fragment of a wine jar to play with.

It is the same as the expression of Shinto, not perishing, not being destroyed, just two simple words, "disappearing".

"Well, all of a sudden, there is nothing left, the three emperors are gone, and the practitioners of the Taoist line are gone. What's worse is that the written records were not mature at that time, and the clues that could be left were very limited. The gods in the past seem to be as helpless as we are now." Jiu Huan spoke in cadence, as if he was telling Yun Qing this story, "Zhong Guanyuan said that the gods at that time would only act according to the way of heaven, who would It doesn't matter what kind of Taoism disappears. As long as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west every day, and every year the peach blossoms bloom in spring and fall in autumn, then they are doing a good job."

"It's just that they didn't expect at that time that the same fate would fall on their heads."

"And it just happened to be an interval of 100,000 years."

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