Although I have always known that although Dijiang Bone Jade is a monster transformed from Dijiang's bones, he has always been a crybaby and will cry no matter what happens.
But she never expected that she would be frightened like this by a goose.
Bai Yin, who was standing aside, was returning to Yashan for the first time in nearly a hundred years. How could he have seen such a bizarre scene
When he first came back and saw the weird-looking big white goose in the Guihe Well, he felt very confused.
Now, a bone demon has come, and a little mink that is almost a spirit...
There have been eight scenic spots in Yashan since ancient times, but seeing the increasingly fierce "battle situation" here in Guihejing, Bai Yin inexplicably had a premonition in his heart.
Perhaps, the time when the ninth scene of Yashan will appear is not far away.
Jianchou naturally felt that these three were really embarrassing and couldn't bear to look at them, but listening to the noisy voices, he felt an indescribable intimacy and peace.
The breeze blows on your face, making the clouds fly away.
In the end, she didn't go up to pick up the three. She just smiled slowly and said inexplicably, "That's great."
Bai Yin couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, but he saw that this Senior Sister of Yashan, who had not been practicing Taoism for many years, had a peaceful and vague look on her face.
When a wanderer returns home, he sees that everything is good.
Yashan is their home.
Many years ago, when I returned from my first travels, my expression was probably the same, right
Bai Yin also laughed, but did not disturb Jianchou any further, leaving her standing there alone.
Jianchou didn't know when Bai Yin left.
She just looked at the scenery of Yashan, from the bright sky to the dim dusk.
The little mink and Gu Yu, who were playing around beside the Guihe Well before, were now nowhere to be seen, leaving only the big white goose, which finally had some free time and was floating leisurely on the water.
The beautiful shadow setting in the west lengthened Jianchou's shadow, which fell on the ground behind him.
It was not until the last bit of light sank among the mountains that she turned around and followed the direction she remembered, flying up along the mountain wall. She soon saw the two simple wooden doors embedded in the carved mountain wall.
There is also a sign hanging next to the door with the words "Jianchou" written on it.
But compared to its brand new look when she first came, it has shown some signs of time and feels a bit old.
Sensing her arrival, a faint light flashed across the word "Jianchou".
Jianchou took a deep breath and then walked forward and pushed the door open.
It was simple, with a table, four chairs, a futon, a low couch, a small lamp, and nothing else.
The light in the room is not particularly bright, but it gives people a reassuring feeling.
The lamp was placed on the wooden table. It was a small jade bowl with a warm yellow flame burning inside. It seemed that it had never been extinguished in the past sixty years.
I still remember that this lantern was set up by Qu Zhengfeng.
When Fourth Junior Brother Chen Jiu first saw the lamp, he thought it was Qu Zhengfeng's Heavenly Fire Lamp, and he shouted and drew his sword against Qu Zhengfeng. Needless to say, the result was -
Defeated.
Later, Qu Zhengfeng said that he was just teasing him. This thing was not a Heavenly Fire Lamp at all, but just an ordinary jade bowl.
Now that Jianchou has returned and seen this small bowl, he feels a little complicated.
She walked over and picked up the small bowl. With her current level of cultivation and knowledge, she could almost immediately tell that there was an ingenious small fire-gathering formation in the bowl, which could ignite flames wherever it was placed.
However, if you calculate this formation carefully, it involves the transformation of the five elements and should have come from the Yin and Yang sects in the Northern Territory.
Then suddenly, she remembered the Dragon Gate Dragon Scale Dao Seal engraved on the Black Wind Cave in the past...
Needless to say, Qu Zhengfeng dares to admit that he is second among his disciples, and no one dares to claim to be first.
But whether it is the Left Three Thousand Dragon Gate in the Central Region or the Yin and Yang Sects in the Northern Region, isn’t it too much for him to know
Such doubts slowly emerged in my heart.
But there was no one to ask about this matter, so Jianchou thought about it for a moment and let it go.
She put the small bowl back on the table, but she had no intention of practicing. She just lay on her back on the couch, looking up, her mind in a trance.
It was not until this moment that the feeling of returning to Yashan suddenly became real.
From the isolated island on earth, he followed Fudaoshanren all the way to Yashan, and then began to practice, fought with the Jianzhu Sect, became famous in the Central Region, mistakenly entered the Shahong Small World, and after returning, practiced "Human Instrument", and then the Black Wind Cave...
All these things happen one by one, flowing slowly like water.
Before he knew it, Jianchou fell asleep.
In fact, someone with her level of cultivation no longer needs to sleep to rest. She just needs to sit cross-legged in meditation and she will still be full of energy the next day.
But maybe, at this moment, she didn't think so much.
Without the ups and downs, difficulties and obstacles of the outside world, she just needs to have a simple sleep like this.
That night, there was a drizzling rain on Yashan Mountain, and the stars and the moon were hazy.
Jianchou didn't have any dreams and slept very soundly.
I woke up early the next morning, pushed open the door, and looked down from the high mountain wall. I saw the dim morning light and thin mist. The outlines of the mountains in front of Lingzhao Peak on Yashan Mountain were all blurred in the mist.
Refreshed.
She stretched lazily for a rare moment, smiled contentedly, and flew down directly.
The disciples who had gotten up early on Lingzhao Peak greeted her one after another, and she smiled back. But her feet did not stop, and she passed the sword-drawing platform.
Halfway along the way, I met Jiang He who had just come out of Dan Hall.
Seeing that Jianchou seemed to be heading out of the mountain, he couldn't help but pause and asked curiously, "Is the senior sister going out?"
"After all, Master hasn't come out of retreat yet, and I still have a few small things to do outside." Jianchou smiled, "It shouldn't take too long."
She was talking about the hidden world of Qingfengan.
Before, when she was in the Jiyu City, she was helped by the Fairy in the Mist, or the real Master Bu Yu, and separated her body and soul. She also comprehended the "opportunity" left by Shi Tian's Creation Array when she arrived at it, and cultivated the real Heaven-turning Seal.
The other party only asked her to take a look at the hidden world and set the spiritual beasts free.
Although Hongdie had said that she didn't need to go again at Tomorrow's Star Sea a few days ago, she was curious about the reason. And she should be loyal to the person who entrusted her with the task.
Jianchou is a man of his word, so he has to go and see him no matter what.
Jiang He naturally didn't know the whole story, so he just said, "Then Senior Sister, go early and come back early, the armory will be opened tomorrow."
Thinking that what Zheng Yao said to her in Lanyue Palace yesterday, several fellow disciples knew about it. Jianchou did not find it strange and just agreed. Then, as Jiang He watched, he flew into the air, turned into a floating shadow, and disappeared into the heavy mist in front of the mountain.
The hidden world of Qingfeng Temple is on an isolated island in the human world. Even if Jianchou has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage now, it is impossible for him to cross the West Sea.
Not to mention, she was in a hurry now.
So the itinerary remains the same—
He first found the teleportation array built thirty miles away from Yashan, and teleported to Xihai Square. Not surprisingly, he saw his name on the Fourth Heaven Monument.
Of course, Xie Buchen’s name was also seen on the third heaven monument.
At that moment, she was a little surprised.
But then he thought about it carefully and felt relieved: Even if he was seriously injured and dying, Xie Buchen was still Xie Buchen, and behind him was the unfathomable Zhenren Hengxu, so what was impossible
In a short time, he could directly form a golden elixir from zero cultivation and reach the peak of golden elixir. Then it would not be so difficult to accept that he occupied the first position on the third level of the monument.
Jianchou laughed and didn't care about anything else. He stepped directly into the teleportation array on the West Sea Square and teleported himself to Dengtian Island, the last of the Thirteen Islands on the Immortal Road.
Sixty years ago, when they went to the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple together, they had already repaired the formation.
But she wasn't sure if it would still work.
After all, many people have heard of the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, but not many have been there, not to mention that the hidden world became unstable later and could not even withstand the pressure from a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Therefore, Jianchou originally thought that even if the formation could be used, it would be very dilapidated.
But unexpectedly, when she followed her old memories and found the formation on the edge of Dengtian Island, she discovered that the formation was still usable and even intact.
The lines carved deep into the rocks on the ground have a sharp and powerful aura. The surrounding area is covered with dark green moss, which seems to have been there for many years.
But where these lines are located, the moss is lighter in color, even a bit green.
Jianchou leaned over and touched it gently, and his brows furrowed.
From the appearance of this formation, one can tell that someone must have activated or even repaired it in the last few decades.
Otherwise it wouldn't be so intact, and wouldn't leave such traces.
Who could it be
Jianchou's eyes turned and he thought for a while, but he didn't have a definite answer in his mind, so he simply ignored it. After checking that there was no problem with the teleportation array, he directly crushed the teleportation talisman.
After a moment of dizziness, she opened her eyes and looked again, and found herself in the huge mountain stream.
The stone ball above his head, which looked like a huge meteorite, was covered with deep cracks. In front of him was the hidden world gate that was a hundred feet high, but it was closed at the moment.
I still remember that when Xie Buchen led everyone in, there was a seal in his palm, which was probably given by Zhenren Hengxu.
Later in the Heavenly Palace, they realized that it was the "Great Ming Seal".
Although Jianchou doesn’t have this thing, he does have other means.
With a thought in mind, she stretched out her hand forward, and the Qiankun bag hanging on her waist flashed with light, and an object flew out of thin air and landed in her palm.
It is a scroll one foot long.
If there were any companions who had entered the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple together, they would easily recognize that this was the painting that Li Jun had given to Jianchou when he returned from the Heavenly Palace.
The pavilions, towers, and red carp in the lotus pond of the past are no longer seen.
There was only a blank space on the old and yellowed scroll.
But when Jianchou unfolded it, a light red light emanated from the surface of the scroll and enveloped her entire body.
This scroll must have been left by the ancient Master Bu Yu, and it forms a space of its own within the painting.
In just a moment, her entire body was absorbed into the scroll by the red light and turned into a blurry moon-white shadow in the painting.
“Wow.”
Then the scroll suddenly rolled up and automatically folded up, and unexpectedly disappeared directly from the spot. When it reappeared, it was already in the hidden world.
Thousands of waves are rising on the wide lake.
The tall palace was floating in the sky, obscured by misty clouds. A huge Buddha statue, a thousand feet high, stood in the lake, but half of its body was broken.
The three thousand heads that were hung around in the past have disappeared.
The scroll appeared out of thin air beside the giant Buddha and unfolded again. Then the figure of Jianchou in the painting spread out like ink, emerging from the painting and re-condensing in mid-air in the blink of an eye.
It just happened to fall on the shoulder of this giant Buddha.
Everything he saw was slightly similar to the fight with Xie Buchen, but also very different. The hidden world that was originally unclear became clear at this time.
Beyond the lake is a vast swamp, and further away are mountains and valleys.
I can vaguely see the maze I passed through before, and even the long path I wandered through.
However, the numerous spirit beasts that had appeared at the beginning had all disappeared. Even though Jianchou had used his spirit consciousness to sense, he did not gain much.
Remember that most of the spiritual beasts in the hidden world are in the Ten Thousand Beasts Maze Formation. Although most of the formation was destroyed because of the battle between Lord Carp and the Evil Falcon, we expected them to be there
As his mind raced, Jianchou immediately put away the scroll and flew directly towards the direction in his memory.
But after walking forward for a while, her eyelids suddenly twitched.
wrong.
This hidden world gave her a wrong feeling!
The flying figure suddenly stopped.
Jianchou held his breath and concentrated, sensing carefully, trying to catch the places that he thought were wrong in his subconscious mind, and then he finally took a breath.
Aura!
It's aura!
She still remembered that when she entered the Hidden Realm, the spiritual energy in the realm was almost exhausted. Although Master Buyu was once a powerful cultivator, the Hidden Realm was, after all, a small world for cultivators, and it had not yet evolved to the point where it could coexist with the great world and produce its own spiritual energy.
Also, because the hidden world has been closed for a long time and the formation is damaged, it is impossible to obtain sufficient spiritual energy from the outside world.
Therefore, the spiritual beasts here can hardly make any progress in their cultivation and can only gradually decline and die.
This is also the fundamental reason why the Fairy in the Mist asked her to come.
But at this moment, in the perception of her spiritual consciousness, the spiritual energy floating around, although not as strong as that of the blessed land like Yashan Kunwu which is close to the spiritual vein, is still quite rich and far from being as thin as it was before!
Jianchou just found it unbelievable.
Suddenly, Hongdie's words appeared in my mind.
She asked why there was no need to go to the hidden world again, and Hongdie said, "You will know when you go there"; and there was also the strange formation that was discovered on Dengtian Island before.
He couldn't help but frowned, looked around, and didn't notice any danger, so with this doubt in his heart, he still moved forward.
She was now moving very fast and easily crossed the lake. She saw the maze formation on the edge which was half submerged like an isolated island.
But after walking around inside, I found nothing.
She neither saw any cultivators nor any spirit beasts, but instead saw some signs of repairing the formation in the square at the entrance of the maze.
Formation...
The spiritual energy of the hidden world depends on the operation of the great formation left by Master Buyu, and is exchanged with the outside world for replenishment.
Someone actually came to repair the formation
Jianchou's frown deepened. He continued to search while guessing, and soon he arrived at the mountains. He flew over the eight corridors and the Yuntai Square, and soon he saw the big river that he had to cross when he entered the Hidden World.
I remember there were two single-plank bridges at that time. Lovers crossed the Bridge of Love, while heartless people walked on the Bridge of Unlove.
But at this time, the bridge over the river was gone, and there were no seagulls to remind them to choose the way. There was only a small boat, upside down in the river, with the word "ruthless" engraved on it.
"The Ruthless Ship?"
At that time, Jianchou walked on a single-plank bridge, and Lu Xiang, Leng Ruhua, Gongzi and others also had their own ways of crossing the river, but no one had ever heard of anyone mentioning the existence of a ferry.
Except, Xie Buchen.
This person separated from them when he entered the hidden world, and they met again in the maze, so no one knew whether Xie Buchen had crossed the river or which path he had chosen.
The upside-down boat in the river made Jianchou stand on the river bank and think for a long time, but he finally shook his head.
It is difficult to come in but easy to go out. There are no more levels like the original ones, so there is naturally no need to choose between the Bridge of Love or the Bridge of No Love.
She flew directly over the river and then crashed into a thick darkness.
A moment later, a familiar door appeared in front of Jianchou.
The dark black stone gate is three meters high.
With the crack in the door as the center, there is a lifelike carving of a fat pig. Its two ears are as big as two palm-leaf fans, and each has an old bronze door knocker hanging on it.
But at this time, Jianchou could not see its face, he could only see its butt.
Remembering the way Xie Buchen knocked on the door sixty years ago, she reached out, grabbed the copper ring hanging on the pig's ear, lifted it up, and knocked gently on the stone door.
“Ding, ding, ding.”
There were three crisp sounds, and then the whole stone door shook, and countless dust particles fell from the door.
It turned out that the stone pig carved on the door trembled, as if frightened, and suddenly turned around!
This scene is weird and wonderful.
The pig was a stone sculpture, embedded in the door, as if it was one of them. However, the pig's butt that was facing Jianchou before was gone. The pig's mouth was open, and its eyes were wide open, as if it had seen a ghost and was looking at Jianchou.
"Why is it you who's the leader?!"
This head man...
Jianchou's mouth twitched. After not seeing him for many years, this gatekeeper pig still counts using "heads" as the unit.
"I borrowed the scroll given by Li Jun to enter, so I didn't pass by you."
"Is this actually possible?"
The gatekeeper pig suddenly got angry, and started waving both of its trotters within the door. It made a wheezing sound from its nose, and it was obvious that it was extremely angry.
"This stinky carp, we agreed before that the hidden world would be guarded by the old pig, but he actually dared to secretly open a back door for others! I'm so mad, so mad!"
"… "
This made Jianchou feel a little embarrassed.
But when Li Jun was suddenly mentioned in her words, she felt even more sad. Seeing that the gatekeeper pig was still the same as usual, her previous doubts came to her mind.
"Oh, by the way, I was asked by someone to come here to look for the many spiritual beasts in the hidden world. But when I went in just now, there was not even a shadow of them. You guard this gate all day long, do you know the reason?"
The word "you" in these words made the gatekeeper pig extremely happy.
An expression of "You are quite sensible" appeared on its face. It snorted and said, "You are smart enough to know how powerful I am. Then I will tell you - most of them have gone out. It's not that they won't come back, but they have been bored in the hidden world for too long and want to go out for a walk."
"Already out?"
This answer really surprised Jianchou.
The gatekeeper pig used its trotter to pull the copper ring on its ear twice, and said in a rather coquettish manner, "Of course I went out. After you left, the hidden world further collapsed, and the spiritual energy was depleted faster. It only lasted for twenty years, and many brothers and sisters died. Fortunately, thirty years ago, someone came to repair the formation in the world and opened the door out of the world. Everyone hasn't been out for a long time, and they are all ready to go out and take a look. Even my sister Hongdie went out to play, alas..."
Repair of the array...
Jianchou had already guessed something about this matter when he was checking the hidden world before, but he didn't expect that it would be confirmed by the gatekeeper pig.
only…
"Who repaired the formation thirty years ago?"
"Well, let me think about it, what is it called..."
The gatekeeper pig's eyes rolled around and it poked its head with its hooves, as if it was thinking hard. But in the end, it shook its hooves suddenly and gave up.
"Oh! I don't remember, but it was that guy, the one who fought you to death, and he was very handsome!"
Fighting her to death, and still looking good
Jianchou's pupils suddenly shrank, and he almost couldn't believe his ears: "... Xie Buchen?!"
In the hidden world, she was always against him.
At the beginning, in front of the gate guarded by the gatekeeper pig, they fought to the death before even entering.
There is no one else except Xie Buchen.
But now, the gatekeeper pig actually said that the one who repaired the formation and restored the spiritual energy of the hidden world was Xie Buchen
This man was so cruel that he was willing to kill his wife in pursuit of the truth, but afterwards he treated everything as normal and even returned to the hidden world thirty years ago to save many lives in this world
Cold
Or mercy
Jianchou's mood suddenly became much more complicated.
The gatekeeper pig didn't know what Jianchou was thinking. Seeing Chou like this, he just thought she didn't believe him, so he just hummed and said, "He saved the lives of so many of his companions. This pig won't make a mistake. It was him who held the token of the Karma Fire Red Lotus given by Li Jun. First, he has the token, and second, he saved the hidden world, so now this hidden world actually belongs to him and has a new owner."
The owner has changed.
In other words, the current lord of the hidden world is Xie Buchen
Jianchou was finally stunned, with thousands of thoughts flashing through his mind, and he only felt an indescribable sense of absurdity. However, he remained silent for a long time, and finally let out a relieved laugh and a mocking sigh.
"Yes, that's right! This is him..."
Thank you, Buchen.
Even if he has a kind heart, there must be a hidden purpose behind it. He said he saved many lives in the hidden world, but I'm afraid he just did it to gain the hidden world.
The so-called mercy is nothing more than a display of the power to decide life and death.
How high and mighty!
Those who are weaker than him are like ants. What difference does life and death make to him
But after all the calculations, he didn't lose much in the Qingfeng Temple Hidden Realm. Although his cultivation was ruined, he gained a hidden realm...
As expected, it’s Xie Buchen.
Jianchou didn't know whether he felt more admiration or ridicule in his heart.
Although this trip to the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple was very unexpected, the result was good after all. Wu Zhongxian was only worried about his spirit beasts, and now all those that could be saved are safe. Although it was not his help, he can rest assured.
So without saying anything more, she asked the gatekeeper pig to open the gate to the hidden world and returned to the stream in the mountain.
She should have gone directly back to the Nineteenth Continent through the teleportation array, but when she stood in the array, she suddenly stopped.
All the memories about this place came to mind at this moment.
In the end, she did not return to the Nineteenth Continent directly, but flew into the air, just like the way Fudao Shanren had carried her into this place, and flew out.
Outside is Qingfeng Mountain, and on the mountainside there are green tiles and white walls, which is Qingfeng Temple.
In autumn, the forests are dyed with colors, the green mountains are like fire, and the wind is chilly.
Jianchou stood on a high mountain, looking towards the west—
Rolling mountains and vast plains.
The Great Xia Dynasty was located in the richest part of the land. From afar, you could see densely packed cities and a prosperous and bustling scene.
This is the isolated island on earth, where she came from.
The vision looking into the distance became a little vague, and I saw that the sorrow was like a wisp of wind, floating up and going straight to the west.
The mountains below my feet rose and fell, flashing by quickly.
Only when she saw the village ahead did she slow down, lower her body, and land at the entrance of the village.
This is a small village in a valley.
There are high mountains on all sides, but dozens of families live below. It is almost noon, smoke rises from the kitchen, and you can hear the occasional barking of dogs and laughter from inside.
More than sixty years have passed in a flash.
When she walked back from the village entrance, she saw that most of the thatched houses and wooden doors were no longer in their old appearance. There were not many villagers walking on the road, but they were all unfamiliar faces. Seeing such a foreign visitor dressed differently, most of them cast curious eyes.
Jianchou's pace was not fast.
But this village seemed to have always been this small. It didn't take long before we were at the center, and when we looked up we could see the tall ancient banyan tree.
The dense branches stretched toward the sky, and on the branches close to the ground, there were many red silks tied, some new, some old, some long, some short.
The leaves rustled when the wind blew.
The red silk hanging on the branches also fluttered in the wind, and looked particularly bright against the clear blue sky of autumn.
She couldn't help thinking:
When I left here and passed by this tree, Fudao Shanren said, "Hang your silver lock on it."
But she refused.
Now she lowered her eyes and spread out her hands, and saw that the silver lock tied with a red rope was lying quietly in her palm.
But she stood under the tree for a long time, and finally slowly tightened her fingers and held them back.
Whether you are living or practicing, you must have something in mind.
Now is not the time to give up.
Jianchou slowly curved his lips into a smile, looked at the vigorous ancient banyan tree again, and continued walking towards the east.
The further you go, the fewer people there are.
The road in my memory is already overgrown with weeds. With the arrival of autumn, it has turned yellow and looks even more desolate and deserted.
At the end, there were only three old huts, half of a collapsed fence, and two rotten wooden doors.
She walked along the old path that was now covered by overgrown weeds, all the way to the door, stopped, and saw the door.
It's still the same as when I left.
It was tightly closed, with a small copper padlock hanging on it.
However, after all, the passage of time, wind and rain, the originally shiny brass lock has been covered with mottled rust.
It seems that no one has come here for so many years.
Two rotten doors and an old lock.
Behind the door is the ordinary life of firewood, rice, oil and salt that she once lived, and locked up is the time of living in harmony with her husband and wife in times of trouble that she once fantasized about.
Before everything happened, who could have predicted the outcome
Jianchou stared for a long time, and finally walked up and reached out to the hidden gap three inches outside the right door frame.
It was a key that was covered in rust, just like the lock.
This was placed there when she left, and it is still there.
She laughed inexplicably, looking down, feeling that the world is unpredictable. When Xie Buchen killed her, he probably wouldn't have thought that it was because of this that she set foot on the vast and ever-changing land of the Nineteen Continents, right
The key has been covered with dust because no one has touched it for a long time.
Jianchou subconsciously wanted to wipe it clean with his fingers, but just as he touched the key, something suddenly flashed through his mind and he stopped.
This dust...
She raised her eyes, glanced at the copper lock, and then at the gap where the key was originally hidden. There was much less dust on this key than on the other two.
It's like...
At some point in the past, there was also a person, like her, who came from afar, walked to the door, took out the key, and subconsciously wiped it clean.
"… "
The copper lock key in my hand was a little cold.
After all, yesterday cannot be retained.
Jianchou stared at it for a long time, but finally did not touch it. He put it back into the hole and hid it as before.