Under the cold pool of Mianfenglang, Zheng Zhenzhen hugged a wine jar and walked towards the peach blossom tree furtively.
"Here it is." Jiu Huan was still the same, sitting lazily under the tree, surrounded by empty wine jars.
Zheng Zhenzhen shoved the wine jar into her hand and complained, "Senior Jiu Huan, why don't you use magic to condense the wine into a square inch, so as to save me from running around. If I am caught by Senior Jing Hua, She must have peeled off my skin."
"What do you mean, my sect is immortal, and the magic of the universe in my sleeve is mostly used to fight against the enemy. Do you still want to open up a small world in the wine jar? Besides, once the magic is touched, the spirit will be dyed, and the wine will not taste so good It’s pure, it’s not good.”
Jiu Huan took over the wine jar happily, and even reprimanded Zheng Zhenzhen after getting the cheap.
Zheng Zhenzhen had no choice but to watch her drink heavily. She was very tired after running for a long time, so she sat down under the peach blossom tree, looked up at the sky, and missed Yun Qing in her heart. When getting along with Yun Qing, there are very few things to think about, and everything will be easily settled by her. All Zheng Zhenzhen has to do is scream a few times at the right time. But Zheng Zhenzhen finds it hard to accept being so weakly dependent on Yun Qing. She always enjoys the pleasure of being cherished on the one hand, but on the other hand she loathes herself for being unable to do anything.
She also wanted to become a fearless seeker like Yun Qing, like the seniors like Mianfenglang.
"Are you homesick?" Jiu Huan asked when she saw that her expression was a little gloomy.
Zheng Zhenzhen froze for a moment, then shook her head, she didn't have any home.
"That's right, once you enter the immortal way, you can't have any distracting thoughts other than becoming an immortal." Jiu Huan's tone was a little lonely. Compared with Jing Hua's seriousness, Jiu Huan always seemed to act casually. But this is also in line with the inheritance of Mianfenglang, they are participating in the way of freedom.
"Why? You are free and unrestrained, don't you just think about whatever you want?" Zheng Zhenzhen was puzzled.
"If you think about something in your heart, you will be bound by what you think about. It's not really free and easy." Jiu Huan shook his head and sighed, "Having longing in your heart can only mean that you have something you can't let go of. This is the way of immortality. Taboo."
"Senior, is there anything you can't let go of?" Zheng Zhenzhen asked curiously. She felt that Senior Jiu Huan's feeling of autumn hurting spring every day didn't look like a direct disciple who practiced Xiaoyao Dao.
"Hahaha, you still come to ask me?" Jiu Huan laughed and took a big sip of wine, "Of course there are, I can't let go of these early withered peach blossoms, I can't let go of the fine wine made from cold pool water, and I can't let go of my experience in the world of mortals." As a heartbroken man at the time, I can't let go of my defeat at Guiling Temple two years ago... There are too many things I can't let go of."
Zheng Zhenzhen couldn't help being a little embarrassed when she heard the "heartbroken man". This was the first time she heard Jiu Huan mention such a thing.
"But I won't shake my Dao heart because of this flower, this wine, this person, this defeat." Jiu Huan looked slightly serious, and she looked at Zheng Zhenzhen's ignorant expression and said, "It's not that whoever is born can be spotless, You can go through filth and misfortune, but the pure heart in your heart cannot be stained by external things."
"Hold on to your heart, and after countless years, you will find that the traces of the filth and disasters on you will become lighter and weaker, and those things that you couldn't let go will gradually sink into invisible places. Time is the real freedom and ease. If you hesitate to move forward because of a little bit of things that you can’t let go of, the road to seeking the Tao will only become narrower and narrower.”
Zheng Zhen really realized something, and smiled gratefully at Jiu Huan: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
Jiu Huan waved her hand and was about to finish the last bit of fine wine when she saw Jing Hua coming down from the mountain with an indescribably solemn expression.
"Senior Sister, there is a direct descendant from the Shenyin Sect." Jinghua didn't avoid Zheng Zhenzhen, she didn't even say hello, and just threw out such a sentence.
Jiu Huan put down the wine jar, frowned and said, "When did it happen?"
"The news just came from Tongtian Shenmai, I guess someone will be here soon." Jinghua's expression became more and more serious, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"This is not good. The person arrived as soon as the news of the Tongtian Divine Vessel arrived. It must be the art of transferring the universe. The other party must at least have a small consummation. But at this moment, except for you and me, two half-baked people who have not yet certified consummation, the other descendants None here, I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid I can't hold him down." Jinghua finished her words, and then quickly said, "There is no time, follow me to Jieyou Cliff."
Jiu Huan quickly drank the last sip of wine, put the wine jar into Zheng Zhenzhen's hand, and said, "Follow me."
Jinghua was walking fast in front, she couldn't help but turned her head and said, "Why did you bring her with you?"
"Take her to see the world." Jiu Huan said with a smile.
Zheng Zhenzhen knew that she hadn't reached their level yet, so she didn't dare to intervene casually. It seems that although Shenyinmen and Mianfenglang are both inherited from the immortal way, they may not have a good relationship. This Shenyin Gate does not look like a mountain, and it is far less arrogant and domineering than the Hundred Thousand Mountains. However, in the first battle of Qingtian, no one in the monastic circle dared to take its edge easily.
Moling Jiange created its own small world to recuperate after the battle with Shenyinmen, and has not dared to take the lead in the Beichuan Continent. It can be seen that it has really hurt its vitality.
To understand the cliff, the cold wind is howling, the sea of clouds is churning, the pale sun and the pale snow complement each other.
A young man in a moon white Taoist robe stood facing the wind. He has a clear face, deep eyes, white hair like a waterfall, and his whole body is as bright and bright as the cold moon, which cannot be desecrated.
"Mianfenglang Jinghua has seen seniors."
"Mianfenglang Jiuhuan met senior."
Although they are direct disciples of the same generation, the difference in realm makes them have to bow their heads in front of him. Zheng Zhenzhen was a little slow, and when the white-haired man looked over, she hurriedly said: "Zheng Zhenzhen has seen senior in Mianfenglang."
She was still holding a wine jar in her hand, and it was awkward standing there.
The man just nodded his head lightly, and said: "You don't need to be too polite when you are friends of the same generation."
"Fellow Taoist came from afar, I won't be waiting for guests soon." As a senior sister, Jiu Huan can only make decisions at this time. Since the other party said that they are peers, she has nothing to be hypocritical, "By the way, haven't you asked the name of the fellow daoist?"
"Poverty Qing Xuzi." The man said few words, but answered briefly.
Mianfenglang also had a lot of contacts with Shenyin Gate, Jiu Huan knew that this group of Taishang Dao practitioners were very cold and reticent, so he was not annoyed: "Fellow Daoists, why don't you sit inside the gate, drink...cough, drink tea and talk? "
"No need." Qing Xuzi shook his head, "As a teacher, I respect and entrust you, so I dare not delay."
Jiu Huan knew that the important point was coming, so she followed the topic and said, "You and I are both immortals, if there is anything you need, fellow Taoist, feel free to mention it."
"I came here from the Heavenly Divine Meridian to transfer the universe, and I want to borrow the expensive land for a few days so that I can recover my energy." Qing Xuzi was not polite, and put forward his own request.
Of course Jiu Huan would not refuse: "Naturally no problem, I don't know what the saint entrusted, maybe I, Mianfenglang, can help?"
"Recently, a direct descendant of Shenyin appeared in the south of the world. After learning about it, the master named him Dongxuanzi, and then sent me to bring him over." Qingxuzi explained this matter in detail.
When Jiu Huan heard that it was an internal matter of the other sect, she knew it was inconvenient to intervene, so she said with a smile, "Congratulations to your sect. After Dongxuanzi was introduced into the sect, it is the first time that the ten sons of Shenyin have gathered together."
Qingxuzi's expression was flat, and there was nothing in the ancient well in his eyes: "Master said that the rare fire phoenix in Mianfenglang has appeared in the world, and the saint who has been sleeping for thousands of years in the 100,000 mountains has also woken up. There is only one step away from the position of Buddha, and the great prosperity of the Temple of Heaven is in sight... Compared with these, the gathering of the ten sons of Shenyin is nothing, at most adding ten more bones to this troubled world."
Jiu Huan couldn't help feeling chills when he heard the last sentence. The ruthlessness of Taishang Dao was unreservedly displayed in these words. He said so to his disciples, and the saint on Tongtian Shenmai was thinking something what.
"I've been taught." Jiu Huan said solemnly, "There is some turmoil in the south right now, so you should be hindered by it if you want to come to receive him?"
"Before I leave, my master told me that if there is any turmoil, it will be resolved as soon as possible." Qing Xuzi's face was cold.
Jiu Huan thought to herself, isn't the implication of this saint that they want to get the direct disciple back unscathed, and they will also intervene in this orthodox dispute
The north is on the verge of breaking out, and the south is getting more and more chaotic. The Nanfeng Continent has slipped irretrievably into the abyss of troubled times.
Rise or destruction, probably in the middle of this line.
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At this time, Yun Qing in the bone cave was facing a pair of slender white hands.
At best, she was surprised, but the other two elders of the bone cave were terrified. The black-haired one jumped about three feet high, and jumped far away in one fell swoop, while the white-haired one almost rolled and crawled to the edge of the river, and then jumped into the river filled with the smell of corpses without hesitation.
They didn't pay any attention to a junior like Yun Qing, they just ran for their lives.
Seeing these two people running away, Yun Qing knew that the things in the "sacred coffin" might not be easy to mess with, but the person in the coffin might be the key to her breaking the cover of heaven, so she still planned to take a risk.
Those hands gently lifted the coffin lid, the movement was very smooth, without the stiffness of the corpse at all. Although the skin on this hand is pale and the wrists are clearly distinct and a little thin, but Yun Qing can clearly tell that it is a man's hand.
Yun Qing stood where she was, with the black snake in her hand swimming away, ready to go.
Most of the coffin lid was pried up and slid to the ground in one fell swoop. The person in the coffin seemed to be tall and tall, and it was difficult to get up while curled up inside. He first put his hands on the edge of the coffin, and then lifted himself up little by little.
His back was facing Yun Qing, his back was bare, two huge chains were worn on his shoulder blades, and the chains were connected to the inside of the coffin, trapping him.
The man in the coffin fiddled with the chain twice, then slowly turned around.
Yun Qing glanced over, the first thing he saw was a pair of ignorant eyes, and then he noticed the man's face. At this glance, she threw the black snake out of her hand almost without hesitation, and hit the opponent's face directly.
She didn't even look at the result of this blow, turned around and urged Fang Cunzhan to leave the Walking Corpse, and appeared next to Amon in an instant.
In the deep skeletal cave, the person in the coffin was struck by the black snake in a daze, but there was a faint golden light on his body, and he was not injured at all. He stood up slowly, stood quietly in the coffin and looked out of the bone cave.