This page looks best with JavaScript enabled
Chapter 8.3
Return to Yuege, quiet room.
"Head! Something happened to the head!"
The short Taoist with a childlike appearance in Hefa suddenly woke up from the meditation, frowning slightly, "What major event deserves your panic like this? Is I going to die or Guiyue Pavilion is about to fall?"
"Yes, yes." The disciple who spread the word stupidly said.
The short Taoist was furious, "What did you say? Have the courage to say it again!"
The disciple knelt down suddenly, "Head, Brother Wang provokes Cold Cloud Sect, I'm afraid, I'm afraid Cold Cloud Sect is about to hit the door!"
"what?!"
Listening to the disciple's ins and outs, the muscles on the face of the short Taoist were trembling, he gritted his teeth and said, "Where is Wang Yishui, the waste that caused trouble?!"
"Run, ran..."
What? !
The short Taoist was furious, "Find it for me! Even if you turn over Xintian City, you will find the lost star for me!"
"Yes!"
No way, the boss wants someone to come to the pot! And he really knows nothing about it!
As a result, Wang Yishui, who had fled into the mountains, had not been able to spend the night in peace, but was arrested by the Guiyue Pavilion disciples.
No matter how he cried and complained about his grievances, the head was indifferent. Only let people destroy Wang Yishui's spiritual roots, throw him into the dungeon again, and obediently wait for Cold Cloud Sect to settle the account.
However, Guiyue Pavilion did not wait for the Cold Cloud Sect, and Wang Yishui had no chance to see the sun again.
This is something to follow.
Jingyue didn't know these things, because Blue Wind, who loves squatting in the corner, has followed him to the Central Continent.
After Yunzhou traveled for more than 20 days, Cold Cloud Sect and his party finally arrived at Ducheng where Sanjie Temple is located.
As soon as you enter the boundary of the city, you can hear the sound of chanting in Sanskrit if there is no seemingly, the sound is very light, not disturbing, but there is a kind of peaceful Zen.
After entering the city, everything is different.
The layout of the city is actually three circles, one circle around one circle. There are passages in the southeast and northwest of each ring, which traverse the whole city.
Among them, the outer ring is mostly private houses, the middle ring is where monks live, and the Sanjie Temple is located in the inner ring.
Most of the houses in Ducheng are low and low. Even if you stand on the outer ring, you can clearly see the towers in the inner ring.
Most of the people walking on the street were monks wearing monk robes. They looked attentively, walking among the mortals, and they felt a natural sense of integration.
It is as if they are born as one, a picture scroll.
Occasionally, a mortal salutes a monk. At this time, the monk will sprinkle a handful of talisman paper and throw it over the other's head as a blessing.
The pyrotechnic wind blew the monk's sleeves, and yellow talisman paper was everywhere on the eaves, streets, and trees.
There are many people on the street, but it is quiet and it makes people feel peaceful.
In Ducheng, it seems that all worldly troubles will settle and be forgotten.
"Ducheng can indeed save people." Jingyue sighed.
Wei Tianli nodded in agreement, "One of the largest cities in Zhongzhou is Ducheng in the north and Lecheng in the south."
Jingyue: "Lecheng? But the city where Jiutian Academy is located."
Wei Tianli: "Exactly, the so-called Beidu Nanle actually refers to the Sanjie Temple and Jiutian Academy."
Jingyue nodded slightly. He knew that Sanjie Temple in Central Continent was equivalent to Cold Cloud Sect's status in the far north, and Jiutian Academy was another kind of noble.
However, Wei Tianli said again: "I heard that the ancestor is interested in Jiutian Academy?"
"Well, it's interesting there."
"It's also for Qin Zhenjun?"
Jingyue was taken aback, "Why did you say this?"
"Since Qin Zhenjun took over as the head of the Jiutian Academy five years ago, the number of people who want to worship the Academy this time has been several times higher than before, all for the name of the first genius in his cultivation world."
Jingyue laughed, "I just want to see the library of the academy. Besides, the chief seldom preaches himself, right?"
"Yes. The ancestors are about to build a foundation. If this time I can get a chance in Zhongzhou, I will be able to catch up with the opening of the academy."
"hope so."
They did not enter the Sanjie Temple directly, because the eminent monks of the Buddha's line had to stop spiritually for 28 days, and today happened to be the 27th day of empty and silent death, and the ceremony will be tomorrow.
A group of people walked aimlessly around the outer ring, and when they passed the Feixian List, they found that there were only a few dozen people beside the list, most of them were Taoist monks who came to express their condolences.
Jingyue was a little surprised. "The people in Ducheng are really special. They are not even interested in the Flying Fairy List?"
Wei Tianli: "The people here have always been like this. There seems to be nothing that can attract their attention, and nothing can scare them."
Jingyue smiled, and Blue Phoenix rejoiced in her consciousness: "Fortunately, Jingjing is not a monk. If you were born in Ducheng, Jiji would be boring."
"Maybe you can cultivate with your heart."
Blue Phoenix: "...no more!"
During the conversation, a white beard veteran appeared in front of the Flying Fairy List. He swiped his hand with one hand, and there seemed to be some changes on the Flying Immortal list.
Jingyue: "Is that...?"
Wei Tianli: "It's a member of the Sanxiu League. They have been taking care of the Flying Fairy List."
Jingyue: "Isn't the Sanxiu League in Yudong Luzhou?"
Wei Tianli: "Yes, there is their general alliance, but Qifangjie is full of casual cultivators and their people everywhere. The scattered cultivators have many sources of information, and they have the manpower to verify. No one is more suitable than them. Manage the Flying Fairy List."
Jingyue was puzzled, "Let's go and see too."
Perhaps Qin Yanzhi was mentioned just now, Jingyue still saw his name at first sight, still condescending, as solid as a rock.
Wei Tianli is naturally also on the list, but his ranking has not changed much and he is still sixth.
He confirmed that the ancestor was interested in Jiutian Academy, and specially introduced a lot of people on the mountain and river list to the other party. Those monks either taught in the academy, studied in the academy, or had “graduated” from the academy.
"Huh? Lin Weixue has been promoted more than a dozen places."
An elder surnamed Wang commented next to him: "He is amazing, but in just ten years, he has never made the list and has risen to the top 20 in the Purple Mansion."
Another human said: "Many people regard guarding Baizhanghai as a scourge, and they are terrified. In fact, as long as you are determined and seize the opportunity, you may not be the second Lin Zhenjun."
Jingyue followed what they said and saw Lin Weixue's name, and curiously asked, "What's his deeds?"
Elder Wang: "It's a long story..."
It turned out that Lin Weixue was originally the elder of the Bai Fengjian School. He violated the rules ten years ago and was exiled from Baizhanghai for a hundred years.
In the first few years, there was no major event. In the eighth year, Lin Weixue followed the Righteous Taoist monk across the sea and accidentally disappeared when he entered Ding Yao Mountain to kill the monsters, and disappeared for three years.
At that time, the people who guarded Baizhanghai thought he was dead, but the Baifeng Sword faction sent a message saying that Lin Weixue's soul lamp was still there, and everyone looked for it for a long time, but they just couldn't find anyone.
Elder Wang: "Who knows that after three years, Lin Weixue walked out of Ding Yao Mountain with the bodies of twelve monsters."
Jingyue was taken aback, "Demon commander? The monster commander has the cultivation base of the Purple Mansion, so Lin Zhenjun is no more than the Purple Mansion, so he has such strength?"
Elder Wang: "Yes, this is where everyone is confused. The specific reason has not been disclosed to the Baifeng Sword Sect. However, Lin Weixue became famous because of this incident and made great contributions to return to the Baifeng Sword Sect early. Ten years later, his cultivation level It's even more rapid."
Hearing this, Blue Phoenix became agitated again, "He must have had an adventure on Dingyao Mountain. He may have recognized some old monster or Demon Emperor as godfather, but he has already betrayed your human race! The twelve demon handsome bodies are him. You must be vigilant about fake names, such people!"
Jingyue: "..."
**
It is night without stars and moon.
There is a demon tower at the back of the Sanjie Temple, thirteen stories high, with hundreds of thousands of big and small demon sealed inside, and there is even a demon king.
It is said that during the turbulent times of the Demon Tribulation 8,000 years ago, part of the great monsters headed by the demon saint were beheaded, some were sealed off at Dingyao Mountain by enchantments, and some were taken to the Sanjie Temple and suppressed under the demon tower.
The demon tower was originally a complete formation, with hundreds of thousands of demon as the eyes, to snatch and purify the demon energy derived from the heavens. The demon world gained less demon energy, and the strength will be reduced accordingly.
Therefore, even though eight thousand years have passed, the monster in the tower is still alive.
In front of the demon tower at this time, two young monks of the precepts were guarding the gate of the tower with lanterns.
Rebooting: "Tomorrow will be the ceremony of Master Kong Miao, I heard that Cold Cloud Sect and Wanming Sword Sect have already arrived in Ducheng."
Quit killing: "They are definitely coming. Alas, I hope the ceremony will go smoothly tomorrow. Recently, there are always accidents in the temple, and I panic."
Rebooting dissatisfied: "Even if Master Kongmiao passes away, the soul will protect my temple. What should I worry about?"
At this moment, a middle-aged monk walked in front of him. He was very thin and his apricot monk robe seemed to rest on a bamboo pole.
Rebooting, quitting and killing your hands together, "Uncle Jingwu Master."
Jing Wu returned the gift with no expression on his face, but there was a slight sadness in his eyes.
"You stay here, I'll enter the demon tower and see."
There is no difference between rebooting and killing. The formations are engraved inside and outside the demon tower, and someone regularly checks whether the formations are intact.
When the gate of the demon tower closed, rebooting said: "Since Uncle Huiyuan passed away, Uncle Jingwu has been in poor spirits. I heard that someone has seen him cry secretly."
Quit killing: "What's so rare about crying? Uncle Huiyuan was brought back from childhood by the uncle of Jingwu Master, and he grew up with one hand. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a half son. Besides, Master Huiyuan is so talented, even empty and wonderful. The teachers all have high hopes for him. Who would have thought that he would be crazy?"
He sighed again, "It's normal for Uncle Jingwu Master to accept it for a while. We cultivate Buddhas, but after all, we are not Buddhas, are we still humans?"
The rebooting heart echoed with lingering fear, "Yeah, I really didn't expect Master Huiyuan to return to the west before Master Kong Miao. I heard that when he was discovered, his whole body was soaked in blood and his eyes were staring. There is a weird smile on the corner of his mouth..."
Quit killing a chill in my heart, frowned and said, "Junior Brother, speak carefully!"
A gust of wind whirled, with the sobbing of the night, the horn bells hanging on the eaves of the tower rang, and the woods outside the demon tower also kept swaying.
Rebooting and quitting together shuddered, and the faint light illuminates the dark tower behind them, like a huge mouth of a fierce beast, capable of swallowing people with bones at any time.
The night is still long.
The next day, the sunlight dissipated the morning mist, and the Tallinn in the Sanjie Temple appeared faintly.
The monks scattered the spirit valley on the tower trough, attracting all kinds of birds to eat.
Suddenly, the surrounding air was slightly distorted, the 999 stone pagodas of the temple guarding barrier dissipated, and the Sanjie Temple gate opened wide, welcoming practitioners who came to express their condolences.
Everyone knows that the guardian barrier of Sanjie Temple can only be opened at night, and in daytime, it is not much different from ordinary temples.
Everyone can come and everyone can stay.
Jingyue followed everyone in and couldn't help but remember that he had brought Kongmiao here thousands of years ago. As soon as he entered the temple, he saw Master Zhenzhen sitting under a Bodhi tree with kind eyes, saying that he had been waiting for him for a long time.
The breeze rolled up pieces of bodhi leaves and circled the stone tower.
Jingyue woke up from the memory, only to find that the Bodhi tree had withered back then, and the real master under the tree also fell in the demon calamity, and has long been reincarnated in reincarnation.
After ten thousand years, too much has changed.
When Jingyue entered the square in front of the Hall of Returned Buddha, he immediately felt the majestic aura of the vast real Buddha, which made people unconsciously in awe.
There is a cold jade coffin in the center of the square, and the empty and wonderful remains lying quietly in it, he looks very peaceful, as if just asleep.
The current abbot of Sanjie Temple, Jueyuan, and many high-ranking monks are sitting around the jade coffin, muttering scriptures to save the dead. As soon as the hour arrives, there will be a heavenly fire that will burn the empty relic, leaving the relic and sending his soul to reincarnation.
The people of Cold Cloud Sect were led to a clearing by the little novice monk. After Jingyue sat down and looked around, he found that many people had appeared at his entrance ceremony.
Finally, his gaze rested on a group of Taoists with long swords on the right. When they were sitting on their knees, their backs were straight, their faces were stern, and their aggressiveness was like unopened swords.
——Wanming Sword Sect!
Jingyue can tell at a glance, but the leader has been changed from Qin Yanzhi to a white-haired veteran. Most of them are the current head of Wanming Sword Sect.
The other party seemed to have a feeling, and a pair of eagle eyes suddenly turned around. He was taken aback when he saw Jingyue, and then bowed his head slightly to show respect.
Faced with an ancestor, a head is always shorter.
Jingyue nodded in response, closed her eyes, and gradually relaxed amid the endless chanting, her consciousness returned to zero, as if her soul was drifting away.
In a daze, he gave birth to a subtle strangeness, and he couldn't grasp the clues even after thinking about it.
Jingyue was trying to find this feeling, and her heart suddenly shivered. The unknown danger made his hair stand on end.
He opened his eyes and saw that even Blue Phoenix, who was hiding in the skirt of his clothes, poked his head out and looked around alertly.
"Om—"
The temple bell rang for no reason, and the mountain shook instantly, the birds scattered, and a red light shining into the sky in the distance!
The abbot Jueyuan stood up abruptly and said in anger: "The monster is presumptuous!"
At the same time, a blood-stained monk flew into the square and yelled sadly: "It's not good! Jing Wu rebellion opened the inner formation of the demon tower, and the demon has come out of the tower!"
The author has something to say: Little Theater
-----
Wei Tianli: Are you also for Qin Zhenjun?
Jingyue:? ? ? I care about peace?
-----
Write here, share a little story with you.
About ten years ago, my family took me to Jiuzhaigou during the summer vacation. The little angels who have been to Jiuzhai should know how clean it is. It is so clean that people who like to litter at ordinary times can't bear to start. It is really a fairyland one step at a time.
Because the ditch is very large, tourists have to take a sightseeing bus. Generally speaking, the sightseeing bus does not stop until it stops. However, a lama came up in the middle of our bus, who is an aborigines in Jiuzhaigou. They can take the bus at will.
The car drove again, and the cool wind came in from the window. The lama suddenly took out a handful of yellow talisman paper from her arms and threw it out the window. I saw the yellow talisman floating with the wind, against the blue sky, white clouds, clear water and green mountains. The surroundings are very quiet, and the picture is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I can't forget it now.
So beautiful!
Well, cultivation / there are always many different scenery in the world, hope you will like them.
And, the level commentary is here again... the following one-to-one correspondence:
Terran: body building, qi training, foundation building, golden core, purple mansion, cave sky, returning to the void, crossing the catastrophe, soaring
Demon Race: Demon Soldier, Demon Soldier, Demon Master, Demon General, Demon Commander, Demon King, Demon Emperor, Half Saint, Demon Saint
Fierce beasts: Tier 1, Tier 2, Tier 3, Tier 4, Tier 5, Tier 6, Tier 7, Tier 8, Tier 9