Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Chapter 62: July and a half

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Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find letters in the mist.

There is no Yingzhou overseas in this world, but there is Qingxuan.

Shen Lian has gone to sea and has reached a place very far away. It may not be thousands of miles away to return to the original land of the Wei Dynasty.

Without the chart given by Ye Liuyun, and Shen Lian finding a familiar ship, it would be very difficult to get here.

It was so difficult for him to prepare to get here, let alone bump into Qingxuan by mistake, and he didn't know how lucky he would be.

If you just meet the conditions for Qingxuan entry mentioned by Ye Liuyun, it is no longer a one-of-a-kind thing.

However, this world is vast and boundless, and the Wei Dynasty is only a small part of it. The Immortal family has been passing through for a long time, and the inheritance will not be interrupted, so the rules of entry are passed down from generation to generation.

Moreover, Ye Liuyun also pointed out that there are other immortal sects in the world, but the authentic immortal stream of Xuanmen like Qingxuan has to go to places unknown how far away.

As for Feixian Island and others in the South China Sea, although they all belong to the world of cultivation, for thousands of years, no one has ever been heard of them achieving immortality.

It’s just a matter of living a crazy life for a hundred or two hundred years.

These semi-immortal sects are more or less related to Qingxuan, and some of them are disciples of Qingxuan who failed to cultivate Taoism. The traditions left behind can also be called outer sects, but Qingxuan Never admitted it.

Therefore, the children of these families always know a little better than others about how to enter Qingxuan.

Just like Guiyun Villa has a close relationship with Feixian Island in the South China Sea, Mingjian Villa actually has its own source of information.

These worldly immortal sects seem to have great reputations, but the most powerful among them are at most one or two more powerful than Ling Chongxiao and his ilk.

He only has one or two immortal Taoist skills, and his status is naturally much higher than that of ordinary Jianghu sects, somewhere between half immortal and half secular.

And due to the element of information asymmetry, the chances of being able to worship Qingxuan in these traditions are indeed much greater than others.

It is a pity that there are many bones in front of the gate of immortality. Most of them have no chance to return to their hometown and do not know where they died.

This place is a big island with a mountain in the distance.

The depths of the clouds are unknown, and the space is ethereal.

Based on the flow of his Qi and blood, Shen Lian guessed that it was already July, almost two months before the old fox fairy Xin Qubing said that he would be on the ninth day of the month.

To be precise, he came early.

He secretly got a small boat from the sea ship and came here alone, because no big boat could enter the island. At the same time, Shen Lian didn't want to reveal Qingxuan's location.

Now down to earth, the scene in front of him not only conforms to some descriptions in Ling Chongxiao's story, but also conforms to the map given by Ye Liuyun.

Shen Lian had no doubts.

I just came early, not knowing whether I could find Qingxuan’s true location.

There is a small river in front of me, with grass growing on both sides. The only strange thing is that there are no birds singing here, let alone insects.

Apart from the rustling of the wind and the slow flow of the river, there were no other sounds.

The sun was very hot, and even though Shen Lian's internal Qi cultivation was getting deeper and deeper, he could still feel a little bit of agitation.

He did not play in the water, but was cautious. According to Ye Liuyun, there is a small town under the real mountain gate of Qingxuan. At the end of the town is the road into Qingxuan Mountain Gate. That road is also called 'Wenxin Road' .

It is precisely because of Qingxuan's purpose of "If you want to cultivate your behavior, you must first cultivate your heart" that such a special path was carved out by a person with great supernatural powers.

No matter how big the island is, two months is enough for Shen Lian to find the small town.

Shen Lian was not worried.

The direction of the town should be to the south, exactly in line with the direction of the river's upstream flow. Moreover, generally speaking, most villages or people live near rivers.

This river is very deep, and you can't see what's in the water. It's not like the polluted rivers in modern society, which have a rancid smell.

Shen Lian walked upstream along the river for about three days. He brought dry food and water with him, and his cultivation had gradually reached a level beyond the world, so he did not presume to consume what could be obtained from this place. Food and water.

He traveled during the day and found a place at night, where he was halfway into samadhi.

Apart from vegetation, there are really no other living creatures.

The whole river is filled with the smell of death.

In the early morning of this morning, Shen Lian continued to walk slowly and finally saw a living creature, or more precisely, a living person.

On the other side, there is a woman standing quietly.

She was wearing a purple robe, which perfectly highlighted her almost perfect lines.

Shen Lian's eyesight was very good, and he could still see her, she was really cool and refined.

Occasionally, the breeze blew by, and it actually blew the purple bells under her slender waist. They swayed gracefully in the wind, crisp and moving.

Shen Lian was a little excited, not because this woman was extremely beautiful, but because she finally met someone.

He tried his best to say hello to the other party, but the woman just glanced at him briefly and then suddenly disappeared.

Not a trace was left, as if what Shen Lian saw before was just an illusion.

But there still seemed to be ringing in the wind, clear and sweet.

Shen Lian thought that since he met the first person, at least this place was not deserted, and maybe he would meet the second person soon.

Sure enough, he met the second person, and faster than he expected.

Just as night falls, the moon is almost full in the sky.

There are few stars in the night sky, and only the moonlight is moving tonight.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged next to a rock, quietly waiting for dawn as usual.

I don't know when a thin mist floated on the river, and the moving moonlight was scattered in it, flowing back and forth, which was very melancholy.

A hazy light emitted from upstream, mixed with the moonlight, about thirty feet away from him.

Shen Lian was suddenly startled and suddenly remembered that today is July 15th, which is the 'Ghost Festival' in folk custom.

As for why he suddenly thought of this, it was because he saw that the light was actually a lamp, and the lamp was on a boat.

The boat is completely white, and there is a man in white standing on it. It is difficult to see clearly because of the mist and halo.

The man in white holds a flag, like the one used at funerals to summon souls.

The river flows very slowly, and the boat has no oars. It goes down slowly with the current, so it is also very slow.

Shen Lian heard crying or singing.

It was the song of a dead man, which sent chills into one's heart.

On a quiet night, by the river with no chirping of birds or insects, hearing this kind of song that sounds like crying, if you are timid, you may have fainted from fright.

Shen Lian was not dizzy, but this kind of singing seemed to have magic power, and Shen Lian suddenly felt light.

He looked back slightly and saw himself.

This was the first time that he had experienced an out-of-body experience without taking the initiative.

The man in white waved the white flag, and suddenly there were scattered tiny light groups on both sides of the bank, floating towards the lone boat.

Shen Lian suddenly understood this river and why he didn't notice the other living creatures.

Because their souls have been summoned away by the white flags of the man in white.

These scattered living creatures may have just arrived at the river recently.

But he didn't feel it carefully, and he didn't notice it before.