Although according to the wishes of the Buddhist and Taoist sages, Zhong Guanyuan had already taken away the things in Mianfenglang, but Yun Qing still decided to go there to have a look. Because Zhong Guanyuan's footsteps are not fast, he is a master who has to pant for a long time after running a few steps, Yun Qing may be able to catch up with him after finding out his whereabouts in Mianfenglang.
At this time, the crescent moon has been covered by clouds and smoke, and the twinkling stars are connected into a silver river, flowing through the dark sky and flowing into the distant void.
The cold pool water at the foot of Jieyou Cliff made a ding-dong sound, and the crisp sound became more hollow in the night. Jiu Huan sang softly to the beat of the water droplets, drinking wine one after another, looking quite comfortable.
"Yo, it's Venerable Huang Quan." Jiu Huan smiled at Yun Qing, and threw a wine jar to her, "Have a drink?"
As soon as Yun Qing came up, she saw a wine jar flying towards her. She subconsciously smashed the jar, and the strong aroma of wine scattered all over the ground.
"The Demon Lord doesn't like it?" Jiu Huan looked at the fine wine 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, Wangchou wine, carefree, free-spirited, why doesn't Mozun like it?"
Yun Qing looked at her for a while, Jiu Huan looked good, and her body was as plump and slim as ever, she didn't look like she was imprisoned by the Jinghua Immortal for decades as rumored.
"If you have worries, you need to relieve them. When 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 Inherited Demon Dao in front of her looked very young, but her breath was restrained, she was modest and stable, and there was no trace of innocence that a child should have in her brows.
In the early days of the war, that is, when the orthodox dispute between immortality and Buddhism was launched, Jinghua and Jiuhuan had disputes. At that time, Jiu Huan, the elder sister of Mianfenglang, led the peace, while Jinghua, who was promoted to the first seat in the lineage, led the battle. In the end, Jinghua used thunder to control the power of Mianfenglang, supported Huohuang as a puppet, controlled Fengxian with Huohuang, and then suppressed Jiuhuan and the master and the elders of the school. Jinghua Immortal Venerable's cultivation is not top-notch, but his tactics are extremely clever, even among all the contemporary descendants, he is second to none.
The whole process was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Mianfenglang launched an orthodox dispute against Guiling Temple almost instantly. This internal strife had a wide impact at the time, Jinghua directly became the leader of Xiaoyao Dao, while the equally stunning and brilliant senior sister was gradually forgotten.
Hu Hanmei said at that time that among the disciples of Mianfenglang, only Jinghua had the courage to lead them into troubled times, and Yun Qing felt the same way. Xiaoyao Dao is not suitable for conquest in troubled times, but it is even more impossible to avoid catastrophe. If it is not suitable, you have to go on bravely. It is good to have such a rare alien like Jinghua to lead them.
It's just a pity that a woman like Jiu Huan, who is full of talents and can't be repaid, should be at ease, but falls into such a prison.
"Worriless and worry-free..." Jiu Huan looked at Yun Qing, his eyes filled with misty Jiangnan rain, "How do you think you can really be worry-free and worry-free?"
Yun Qing thought for a while, and said to her: "There are two rivers in the Realm of No Delusion Demon."
Jiu Huan didn't know, so he asked, "What are the two rivers?"
"One of these two rivers is Wangchuan and the other is Jichuan. The place where the two rivers meet is Huangquan." Yun Qing continued to tell her while thinking, "We raised human races in the realm of no delusion and let them drink Wangchuan. Chuan Shui, forgetting the turmoil and pain of the world, let them drink Ji Chuan Shui, remembering the ups and downs in this life and the previous life, so repeated endlessly."
Jiu Huan listened as if she was listening to a story. She didn't know much about Wuluan Demon Realm. One hundred thousand years have passed, and these nine demon sects have already faded out of the world of practitioners, and everything about them is legend to outsiders. Now that I have entered the world without delusion and demons, I don't have deep contact with people. At most, I am active in the West and East Seas.
"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. Practitioners call them Huigen and Lingming." Yun Qing smiled, and she pointed to her forehead , There is a little gleam between the eyebrows, which is where the spirit is.
Jiu Huan had vaguely guessed what she was going to say, but she still listened quietly to what she said.
Yun Qing said: "The people who will be manipulated by Wangchuan and Jichuan are people without wisdom roots. They forget their sorrows after drinking the water of Wangchuan, and they remember their sorrows after drinking the water of Jichuan. Just like this, they are controlled by themselves. Thoughts, there is no way to get the way. If you are worried, then you will be worried to your heart's content. If you are worried, then you will be worried quickly. The matter of solving worries and forgetting worries should be controlled by yourself, and it is not your turn. This cold lake wine."
Jiu Huan was stunned for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Mozun is worthy of being a talented person in the world! After thinking about it for so long, I still don't feel enlightened. So it's because I don't worry, I don't worry, I don't care. I'm in control."
"The Immortal Venerable has roots of wisdom, but he was blinded by some trivial things." Yun Qing lowered her eyes, put her hands in her sleeves, and seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.
"No wonder others." Jiu Huan tapped the edge of the wine jar with her slender fingertips, and her voice sounded lighter than before with some playful beats. Many times, I can't listen to it myself, so I can only worry about it."
"Xianzun's heart has a place..." Yun Qing uncharacteristically began to inquire about gossip, but Jiu Huan didn't pay much attention.
"That's right, I had a lot of karma with the god of scriptures in Tiangong when I was training in the world of mortals, and I have been stuck in it for so many years, but later I realized that he didn't take it seriously at all." Jiu Huan smiled wryly.
"Zhong Guanyuan?" A big "I didn't expect" flashed in Yun Qing's heart. Zhong Guanyuan was as ordinary as straw in front of Jiu Huan, a favorite of heaven, and he didn't know what Jiu Huan liked in him back then. …
"He can still see if he just stands and doesn't speak." Jiu Huan laughed again, "It's more like that when he blindfolds."
Yun Qing felt that the sarcasm on her face might be a bit strong, so she restrained herself a little: "Speaking of him, I wonder if the Immortal Venerable can tell me about Senior Zhong's whereabouts?"
"It's probably back to the Heavenly Palace." Jiu Huan shook his head and said, "The Venerable Huang Quan wants to chase all the way there, right? It's not a place that people in this world can reach."
"Senior Zhong is traveling so fast? It would be great if I caught him before he arrived at the Heavenly Palace?" Yun Qing heard something wrong with what she said, and Jiu Huan seemed to believe that she would not be able to catch up with Zhong Guanyuan.
"If he can't catch up, he still has Ji Yihe by his side, who can run on two legs if he can use magic spells?" Jiu Huan shook her head again, with a mocking smile on her lips, "That white man The emperor and descendants are the most outstanding ones in this generation of Shinto successors, but they have some flaws in their temperament. They seem to be very timid, and they can kill more than anyone else at critical moments. He will fight you with all his life if he touches Zhong Guanyuan's hair."
Yun Qing listened to her with great interest. Jiu Huan really didn't have a general understanding of people like Shindao, and this was probably due to the causal bond between her and Zhong Guanyuan.
"What kind of place is Tiangong?" Yun Qing asked the question she was most concerned about. Since Zhong Guanyuan has nothing to do for the time being, let's get some news about Shinto first, so as to prepare for the future.
Jiu Huan pondered for a while: "The Heavenly Palace is not the present place, but the past place. It existed 100,000 years ago, so we cannot reach it."
This is very mysterious, but Yun Qing already understood a thing or two: "Did the gods tamper with the passage of time to stay?"
"I don't know about that." Jiu Huan was also a little unclear, "Let's put it this way, if the history of 100,000 years is regarded as a river, then Tiangong belongs to the middle reaches, and our place is the lower reaches. The water in the middle reaches It can flow downstream, so Zhong Guanyuan and others can come to the world. But the water in the downstream cannot be traced back to the middle reaches, so we can't spy on the heavenly palace."
This is the reason why gods look like ordinary people.
The gods should have disappeared a long time ago, and the current world does not have them. When they came to this world, the way of heaven could not explain their existence. Therefore, when Xie Yao and Yun Qing first met Shinto practitioners, they felt that the Dao in each other was obscure, because the Dao of Heaven could not be explained by themselves, and Yun Qing and Xie Yao naturally could not understand these gods by comprehending the Dao of Heaven.
Thinking about it this way, the gods really did a big thing to hide from the sky.
"The midstream is when the Shinto flourishes, so when is the upstream?" Yun Qing walked up to Jiu Huan and helped her clean up the debris from the wine jar.
"As Zhong Guanyuan mentioned to me, there were three emperors before the five emperors. It was an uncivilized era, and the human race was still fighting with countless beasts that roamed the world, seeking a chance of survival in various disasters. Under the environment, a small number of people awakened incredible power, and the historical murals handed down at that time described their power as miraculous. In fact, it seems that some people have become enlightened, obtained the Tao seed, and stepped into the Tao door.”
Yun Qing listened carefully, what Jiu Huan said might be a lie that Zhong Guanyuan narrated as a story, but it might also be a secret that the entire monastic community doesn't know yet.
"At that time, there was also a Taoism that was as prosperous as Shinto, but it disappeared not long after." Jiu Huan looked a little dignified. When she said the word "disappeared", her voice was extremely low. In this cold night It just makes people get goosebumps.
"Disappear..." Yun Qing couldn't help frowning, and pulled out her hands that had been in her sleeves all the time, holding a fragment of a wine jar to play with.
It's the same as the expression of Shinto, it's not perishing, it's not being destroyed, it's just two simple words, "disappear".
"Well, all of a sudden, there was nothing left, neither the Three Emperors nor the orthodox practitioner. What was worse was that the written records were still immature at that time, and the clues that could be left were really limited. Later, The gods in this world seem to be as helpless as we are now." Jiu Huan spoke up and down, as if he was telling this story to Yun Qing, "Zhong Guanyuan said that the gods at that time would only act according to the way of heaven. It doesn't matter whether the orthodoxy disappears or not. As long as the sun rises and sets every day, and the peach blossoms bloom in spring and wither in autumn every year, then they will be doing well."
"It's just that they didn't expect at that time that the same fate would fall on them."
"And it happens to be an interval of 100,000 years."