My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Guiyue Pavilion, quiet room.

"Captain! Something major has happened!"

The short-haired Taoist of Hefa Tongyan suddenly awakened from meditation, frowning slightly, "What great event is worth your panic? Am I going to die or going to Yueyue Pavilion?"

"Yes, yes." The disciples said stupidly.

The short man was furious. "What did you say? Have the courage to say it again!"

The disciple knelt down suddenly, "Head, Brother Wang has provoked Han Yunzong, I'm afraid, I'm afraid Han Yunzong will come to the door!"

"what?!"

Listening to the disciples, the muscles on the face of the short man kept shaking, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Yishui, this troublesome waste ?!"

"Run, run away ..."

What? !!

The short Taoist was furious, "Let me find it! Even if you turn Xintiancheng over, you will find me the death star!"

"Yes!"

No way, the head also wants someone to top the pot! And he really knew nothing about it!

As a result, Wang Yishui, who had fled into the mountains, was arrested by the disciples of Guiyuege before spending a night in peace.

No matter how he wept and complained, his head was indifferent. Only let people disuse Wang Yishui's spiritual root, throw him into the water prison again, and waited for Han Yunzong to settle accounts.

However, Guiyue Pavilion did not wait for Han Yunzong, and Wang Yishui never had a chance to see the sun again.

This is the last word.

Jing Yue didn't know these things, because Lan Feng, who loves squatting at the corner, has followed him on his journey to mainland China.

Yunzhou traveled for more than twenty days, and Han Yunzong and his party finally arrived in Ducheng, where the Three Jies Temple is located.

As soon as you enter the realm of Ducheng, you can hear the sound of Sanskrit chanting, which is very quiet and not disturbing, but has a peaceful Zen sense.

After entering the city, it was all different.

The layout of the city is actually three rings, one circle around the other. There are passages in the southeast and northwest of each ring, crossing the entire city.

The outer ring is mostly private houses, the central ring is where monks live, and the Sanjie Temple is located in the inner ring.

Most of Ducheng's houses are low, and even if you stand on the outer ring, you can clearly see the towers in the inner ring.

Most of the monks in the streets were dressed in monks' robes. They looked carefully, walking among the mortals, and they had a natural sense of integration.

It's as if they were born as one, a scroll.

Occasionally mortals salute monks. At this time, the monks will sprinkle a piece of rune paper over the other's head as a blessing.

The wind of fireworks blew up the monk's sleeves, eaves, streets, and trees, with yellow rune paper everywhere.

There are many people on the street, but it is quiet and peaceful.

In Ducheng, it seems that all worldly worries will settle and be forgotten.

"Ducheng, can really save people." Jing Yue sighed.

Wei Tianli nodded in agreement, "One of the largest cities in Zhongzhou is Ducheng in the north, and Lecheng in the south."

Jing Yue: "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."

Jing Yue bowed his head slightly. He knew that the Sanjie Temple in Zhongzhou was equivalent to the position of Han Yunzong in the extreme north, and Jiutian Academy was another kind of honor.

But listening to Wei Tianli said, "I heard that my ancestors were interested in Jiutian College?"

"Well, it's interesting there."

"Also for Qin Zhenjun?"

Jing Yue froze, "Why is this statement?"

"Since Qin Zhenjun took over the post of head of the Jiutian Academy five years ago, there are many times more people who want to worship the Academy this time than ever before, all in the name of his first talent in the world.

Jing Yue laughed. "I just want to see the library of the college, not to mention that Shan Chang rarely preached in person?"

"Also. The ancestor Zhuji is imminent. If he can get a chance in Zhongzhou this time, he will be able to catch up with the college to open the mountain."

"hope so."

They did not enter the Sanjie Temple directly, because the monks who practiced Buddhism had to suspend their souls on the 28th day, and today happens to be the 27th day of emptiness and silence.

A group of people walked around the outer ring aimlessly. When they passed the Fei Xian list, they found that there were only a few dozen people beside the list, most of whom were monks who came to pay their respects.

Jing Yue was somewhat surprised. "The people in Ducheng are so special. They are not even interested in Fei Xian Bang?"

Wei Tianli: "The people here have always been like this. It seems that nothing can attract their attention and nothing can scare them."

Jing Yue smiled, and Lan Feng in the consciousness said, "Fortunately, Jing Jing is not a monk. If you were born in Ducheng, you should be so boring."

"Maybe you can cultivate with your heart."

Lan Feng: "... No!"

During the conversation, a white-bearded old man appeared in front of Fei Xian Bang. I saw him with one hand, a glimmer of light appeared on the Fei Xian list, and there seemed to be some changes.

Jing Yue: "Is that ...?"

Wei Tianli: "It's the Sanxiu League, and Feixianbang has always been taking care of them."

Jing Yue: "Isn't the Sanxiu League in Yudong Luzhou?"

Wei Tianli: "Yes, there is their general alliance, but the Qifang Realm is full of casual practitioners, and their people are everywhere. There are multiple sources of Sanitary Alliance, and there are manpower to verify, no one is more suitable than them. Manage Fei Xian Bang. "

Jing Yue was puzzled. "Let's go and see."

Perhaps Qin Yanzhi was mentioned just now, but Jing Yue still saw his name at first glance, still standing high and as firm as a rock.

Wei Tianli is naturally also on the list, but his ranking has not changed, still sixth.

He confirmed that his ancestors were interested in Jiutian College, and introduced a lot of people on the mountain and river list to the other side. Those monks either taught at the college, studied at the college, or "graduated" from the college.

"Well? Lin Weixue rose a dozen more."

Elder Wang surnamed next to him and commented: "He is awesome, but in just ten years, he has never entered the list and rose to the top 20 in Zifu."

Another person said: "Many people regard guarding Baizhanghai as a beast of floods, and they are afraid. In fact, as long as they are determined and seize the opportunity, they may not be the second Lin Zhenjun."

Jing Yue saw what Lin Weixue's name was along with what they said, and was curious, "What is his deed?"

Elder Wang: "It's a long story ..."

It turned out that Lin Weixue was an elder of the Baifeng Sword School. He violated the door regulations more than a decade ago and was exiled for a hundred years.

In the first few years, it was not a big deal. By the eighth year, Lin Weixue crossed the Baizhang Sea with the monk Zhengdao, disappeared unexpectedly when he entered the Ding Yao Mountain, and disappeared for three years.

At that time, the people who guarded Baizhanghai thought that he was dead, but the Baifeng sword faction rumored that Lin Weixue's soul lamp was still there, and everyone looked for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone.

Elder Wang: "Who knows that three years later, Lin Weixue walked out of Dingyao Mountain and took the bodies of twelve handsome monsters."

Jing Yue was taken aback, "The demon handsome? The demon handsome has Zifu period repairs, but Lin Zhenjun is not only Zifu, but he has such strength?"

Elder Wang: "Yeah, this is where everyone is confused. The specific reason for the Bai Fengjian faction has not been made public, but Lin Weixue became famous because of this, and made great achievements to return to the Bai Fengjian faction in advance. Ten years later, Xiu It's a thousand miles away. "

After hearing this, Lan Feng became restless again. "He must have had an adventure on Ding Yao Mountain. He may have recognized some old monsters or the demon emperor as godfather. In fact, he has betrayed your people! The twelve demon handsome corpses are him. Forged names, such people, you must be vigilant! "

Jing Yue: "..."

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It's night, no stars and no moons.

There is a demon tower at the back of the Sanjie Temple, which is 13 stories high, with hundreds of thousands of monsters and even a demon king.

It is said that when the demon robbed the world 8000 years ago, part of the big demon headed by the demon holy was cut off, part of it was blocked by the enchantment in Ding Yao Mountain, and some were arrested at the Three Jie Temple and suppressed under the demon tower.

The demon tower is a complete array, with hundreds of thousands of demon as the array of eyes, in order to **** and purify the demon of the heavenly evolution. The demon world gets less enchantment, and its strength will also diminish.

Therefore, despite eight thousand years, the monsters in the tower are still alive.

At this time in front of the demon tower, two young monks of the Jijie generation were holding the lantern and guarding the tower door.

Ji Xie: "Tomorrow is the festival of Kongmiao Master. I heard that both Han Yunzong and Wan Ming Sect have arrived in Ducheng."

Quit killing: "They must be here. Alas, I hope the festival will go well tomorrow. There have always been accidents in the temple recently, and I am panicked."

Jisai dissatisfied and said: "Even if Grand Master Kongkong is dead, my soul will protect my temple. What is there to worry about?"

At this moment, a middle-aged monk came forward, he was very thin, and his apricot-yellow monk robe seemed to be supported on a bamboo pole.

Fighting against color and killing hands together, "Uncle Jingwu."

Jing Wu returned to the ceremony, with no expression on his face, but a slight sadness in his eyes.

"You stay here, let me see the demon tower."

There is no difference in quitting and killing. There are matrix formations on the inside and outside of the demon tower, and someone will regularly check whether the array is intact.

When the gate of the demon tower was closed, Ji Xie said, "Since Uncle Huiyuan passed away, Uncle Jingwu has been in a bad spirit. I heard that some people have seen him crying secretly."

Fight: "What ’s so rare about crying? Uncle Huiyuan was brought back from Uncle Jingwu from a young age, and he brought it up in another hand, saying that he is a half son. Besides, Uncle Huiyuan's talent is so high, it ’s even empty. The arch mage had high hopes for him. Who could have imagined that he would go into trouble? "

He sighed again. "Uncle Jingwu can't accept it for a while, it's normal. Let's practice Buddhism. But after all, isn't it Buddha? Isn't it all human?"

Ji Sexin replied with some lingering ambitions, "Yeah, I ca n’t think that Uncle Huiyuan could return to Xitian earlier than Master Kong Miao. I heard that when he was found, the whole person was soaked with blood, his eyes glared, and the corners of his mouth And a weird smile ... "

Quit killing one's heart, frowning, "Master said carefully!"

A gust of wind whirled, with a night's sob, blowing the horn bells hanging on the tower's eaves, and the woods outside the demon tower also kept swaying.

Ji Se and Qi Ji shuddered together, faint lights illuminate the dark tower door behind them, like a giant mouth of a ferocious beast, and they can swallow people with their bones at any time.

The night is still long.

The next day, the sun dissipated the morning mist, and the Tallinn in the Sanjie Temple appeared faintly.

The monks scattered the valley of spirits on the tower trough, attracting various birds to grab food.

Suddenly, the surrounding air was slightly distorted, and the temple guardian made of 999 stone towers dissipated, and the gate of Sanjie Temple opened wide, welcoming the monks who came to hang out.

Xiujie knows that the temple guardian of Sanjie Temple only opens at night, and daylight is not much different from ordinary monasteries.

Everyone can come and everyone can stay.

Jing Yue followed the crowd and couldn't help remembering that he brought Kong Miao here ten years ago. As soon as he entered the temple, he saw that the Master was sitting under a bodhi tree. He was kind and blessed, saying that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

The breeze rolled up a bunch of bodhi leaves and made a circle around the stone tower.

Jing Yue woke up from the memories, but found that the linden tree had already withered at that time, and the real master under the tree had fallen to the demon calamity, and had been reincarnated.

After ten thousand years, it has changed too much after all.

When Jingyue entered the square in front of the hall of returning to the Buddha, he immediately felt the immense amount of true Buddha's breath, which made people unconsciously awed.

A cold jade coffin was placed in the center of the square, and the deceased widow was lying quietly in it. He looked very peaceful, as if he was just asleep.

At present, Jieyuan, the abbot of Sanjie Temple, and many monks are sitting around the jade coffin, muttering over the dead soul. As soon as the hour arrives, a sky fire will come to burn the empty relics, leaving relics and sending his soul to reincarnation.

Han Yunzong's people were led by Xiao Shami to an open space. After Jing Yue settled, he looked around and found that many people had appeared in his enlightenment ceremony.

Finally, his gaze rested on a group of Taoists with long swords on the right. When they were kneeling, their waist plates were upright, their faces were cold and stern, and they were as fierce as unopened swords.

-Wan Ming Jianzong!

Jing Yue could tell at a glance, but the leader was changed from Qin Yanzhi to a white-haired veteran, most of whom is Wan Ming Jianzong's current head, Fuchen Zhenjun.

The other party seemed to feel something, a pair of eagle eyes suddenly turned around, and met Jing Yue for a moment, then bowed his head slightly to show respect.

The face of a palm is always short for an ancestor.

Jing Yueyi returned his first gift, closed his eyes, and gradually relaxed in the endless chanting of chanting, his consciousness returned to zero, as if his soul was drifting away.

Suddenly, he gave birth to a subtle strangeness, and then wanted to think about it and couldn't grasp it.

Jing Yue was planning to look for this feeling to peel off the cocoon, and suddenly he felt in his heart. The unknown danger made him fluff up instantly.

He opened his eyes and saw even Lan Feng hiding in his placket leaning out his head and looking around cautiously.

"Om--"

The temple bell rang for no reason, the mountains shook every now and then, the birds scattered, and a distant red light soared into the sky!

The abbot stood up sharply, angrily and said, "The monster is wanton!"

At the same time, a blood-stained monk Feiyu broke into the square and shouted, "Not good! Jingwu rebellion, opened the inner tower of the demon tower, the demon has emerged from the tower!"

The author has something to say: small theater

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Wei Tianli: Are you also for Qin Zhenjun?

Jing Yue :? ? ? Never mind my peace?

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Write here and share a little story with you.

About ten years ago, my family took me to Jiuzhaigou in the summer vacation. The little angel who has been to Jiuzhai should know how clean it is. People who do n’t like littering anymore can't bear to start. It is really a step on earth.

Because the ditch is very large, tourists have to take a sightseeing car. Generally, the sightseeing car does not stop until it stops, but our lama came up halfway, that is, the indigenous people in Jiuzhaigou. They can ride freely.

The car drove up again, the cool wind poured in through the window, and the lama suddenly took out a handful of yellow rune paper from his arms and threw it out of the window. I saw those yellow runes drifting with the wind, against the blue sky, white clouds, and clear water. The surroundings are particularly quiet, and the picture is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I still can't forget it.

So beautiful!

Well, there are always many different scenes in the world of cultivation, I hope you will like it.

And, the level commentary is here again ... The following one-to-one correspondence:

Terran: Forged Body, Practicing Qi, Building Base, Jindan, Zifu, Dongtian, Returning to Void, Crossing Calamity, Ascension

Demon tribe: Demon soldier, demon soldier, demon division, demon general, demon handsome, demon king, demon emperor, half-sage, demon-sage

Ferocious beast: first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth