Since they didn't invite anyone from Yuhuai Mountain, Ju Yuanzi and the others had no intention of shamelessly getting together and just watched Dun Guang go away.
Above the white clouds, Ji Yuan stood with the old beggar with a red face. It happened that the old beggar should be familiar with Jiufeng Mountain than the people in Yuhuai Mountain. Ji Yuan also had some questions to ask him.
"Mr. Lu is familiar with Jiufeng Mountain, right?"
The old beggar looked at the majestic peaks around him and answered with a smile.
"It's not that we're familiar with each other, at most we're acquaintances. Of course, we're definitely more familiar with them than the guys at Yuhuai Mountain."
"oh."
Ji Yuan nodded and glanced at the mountains in the distance under the clouds and mist.
"How big is this Nine Peaks Cave? Can there be mortal life inside it?"
"I don't know how big it is. As for mortals, of course there are. Jiufeng Cave Heaven not only has mortals, but there are even mortal kingdoms. There are more than one. Of course, because it is an Immortal Mansion Cave Heaven, there are no evil or evil creatures at most. Some of the spirits allowed by Jiufeng Mountain are just earthly spirits."
Ji Yuan said a long "oh" again.
"In other words, the Nine Peaks Cave Heaven is quite harmonious?"
Although the word "harmony" is a bit unfamiliar, the literal meaning is still identifiable. When Ji Yuan said this, the old beggar sneered.
"Then sir, you are wrong. If there is no harmony, mortal countries will attack each other, and there will be feuds. In the early years, Jiufeng Mountain would still control and interfere to form a unified dynasty. What is the result?"
When the old beggar asked this question, Ji Yuan subconsciously said something.
"It fell apart?"
"Yes, the world was in chaos, the dynasty fell apart, and there were countless disasters before the split. In the end, a confrontation situation between several countries was formed, but it was better than before. Jiufeng Mountain tried several times and found that unless they Keep it under control, otherwise history will end up in the same direction in the end, and it will also damage some immortals' spiritual cultivation and vitality, so just ignore it. "
Although he had guessed this possibility, what the old beggar said still made Ji Yuan think deeply.
"Mr. Ji, don't think so much. Jiufengshan itself has to worry about the affairs of Jiufeng Cave Heaven. Let's just watch the fun."
After the words fell, the old beggar cast a spell to activate the escape light. The white clouds under his feet almost turned into a white light. In an instant, he and Ji Yuan were taken away, and directly hit the Xuli Wheel Light Formation in Jiufeng Mountain. Obviously, the so-called excitement was Outside the cave.
The light ahead was changing, and the old beggar's escape did not stop. Ji Yuan's right hand in his sleeve had already clasped the token given by Jiufeng Mountain, but the old beggar didn't seem to take out any magic weapon or token, and just drove into the clouds. Headlong into the formation.
Just like when they came, the light changed, the gray fog was gentle, and the virtual and the real alternated. After a few breaths, Baiyun took Ji Yuan and the old beggar out of the Nine Peaks Cave, and flew into the sky above the outside world against the wind.
Ji Yuan subconsciously looked back, and sure enough he could still see the nine huge peaks standing in the clouds. But now he understood that without the law, even if ordinary people could fly to such high altitudes, they would not be able to touch Jiufeng Mountain, and would only encounter It's just like a mirage.
"Sir, stand still, we'll be here in two or three days!"
"far away?"
Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment, two or three days? You old beggar, didn't you make it clear before? How many days does it take to fly? How far is it
"Where exactly is it? The Fairy Tour Conference is about to start in midsummer. We won't be late, right?"
The old beggar shook his head.
"No, no, it's not the end of April. Besides, Mr. Ji, you don't go out much, so many strange things happen. Do you think the Immortal Travel Conference hasn't started yet?"
After hearing what the old beggar said, Ji Yuan reacted and nodded.
"The gathering of immortal cultivators is for people rather than meetings, and it is for discussing Taoism rather than politics. It should indeed have already begun... So, you and I have rushed to the 'meeting venue' this time?"
"Hahahahaha... Wonderful, wonderful, Mr. Ji used the word 'venue' very well! Yes, you and I were rushing to the 'venue', hahahaha..."
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, the hearty sound of the old beggar’s laughter could be heard far away, and could be heard by many cultivators in the air around him. Even some of the deaf people on the other side of Ruan Shandu could vaguely hear it, and they all thought that there was an expert in their hearts. transit.
…
In an uninhabited seaside mountain range, there is a steep, flat-topped peak several hundred feet high. No matter how experienced the hiker is, he cannot climb it. Even a highly skilled martial artist will find it extremely difficult to climb up.
On such a flat-topped peak, two groups of people were sitting on the ground.
On one side were more than a dozen monks who were dressed in various colors and looked rather casual. Just by looking at their appearance, one could see that there were old and young men and women among them.
On the other side were monks uniformly wearing white shirts and white robes, and wearing gold-rimmed hollow star crowns. There were also more than a dozen monks, including men, women, and young and old.
"We have agreed: first, we are not allowed to damage this peak; second, we are not allowed to curse; third, we will only be reasonable and try not to do anything."
Among the group of casually dressed people, a monk opened his mouth to explain, and the people on both sides nodded in agreement.
"Of course it should be like this!" "Yes, we have agreed on three chapters in advance, and we will only discuss the Tao."
"Yes, yes, being calm is the key to cultivating the state of mind for monks like us!"
The monks on both sides were either nodding or smiling, with easy-going expressions as fresh as the surrounding mountain breeze.
"So, let's get started?"
"Well, as the saying goes, it's better to choose a day than to hit it. It's too long to wait until midsummer. Today is just the right day."
"Yes, yes!"
The elders on both sides stroked their beards in agreement, and then respectfully invited each other.
"Fellow Taoist, please invite me first?"
"Hey, fellow Taoist please come first!"
"Fellow Taoist, let's go first. I, the Dafenggu monk, am more patient, so I just have to listen first."
"Fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong. I, the Qianyuan Sect, are the best at cultivating Qi and nourishing the heart. In terms of patience, I am still stronger, so Taoist friend should go first!"
The elders on both sides were still stroking their beards, smiling calmly at each other, and were silent for a while.
"I..." "Then..."
The two spoke almost at the same time, but each was interrupted by the other's voice, so they reached out to each other again.
"Fellow Taoist, please!" "Fellow Taoist, please!"
"Hehehehe..." "Hahahaha..."
The monks of the Qianyuan Sect were no longer polite. They directly spread their hands and cast a spell to create a pattern of light and color. On it were the changes of wind and residual clouds, the violence of thunder and rainstorms, the gentle breeze and the cold wind...
"In the past sixty years, all Taoist friends in the Great Wind Valley said that the wind is unpredictable, and it is necessary to control it by imitating the four seasons and the weather, according to the changes of the heaven and earth, using strong force to attack the heaven and earth, and weak force to caress all things. Is this method beyond the right path?"
The people from the Gale Valley over there nodded.
"Yes, that's exactly the case. But you fellow Taoists of the Qianyuan Sect believe that the wind has no permanent force and the water has no permanent shape. It is the right principle to control the wind with the heart and mind and the law. Otherwise, it cannot be called controlling the wind at all?"
"good!"
The monks on both sides smiled at each other.
"It's a pity that our Qianyuan Sect has verified it according to the wishes of fellow Taoists, but it is not as wonderful as our Qianyuan Sect's imperial method!"
"Haha, what a coincidence. I, Da Fenggu, have also followed the methods of fellow Taoists and verified it. It is completely nonsense!"
The elder from the Qianyuan Sect twitched his mouth and took a deep breath.
"Fellow Taoist, is the word 'nonsense' too strong?"
"Oh, that's true. How about I put it another way, saying it's useless?"
…
Although people who cultivate immortality are often very free and easy, if there is a dispute about Taoism, especially some friction between two Taoist traditions, the smallest things must be argued clearly, and even the contention must be disputed. If there is no argument, If you use it, you may have to use the magic method to see the real chapter.
Before Ji Yuan and the old beggar approached the southeastern seaside, the old beggar had to slow down his flight because there was already strong wind, lightning, and thunder.
"Woo... Wu... Wu..." "Boom..."
Lead clouds rolled in the sky, blocking the skylight, and thunder rolled in the endless dark clouds.
The raging wind kept changing its direction. Ji Yuan even saw a piece of dead wood as thick as a thigh. It was swept high into the sky, swept far away, and blown back again. It was more exciting than flying a kite.
"Rumble..."
A bolt of lightning fell, almost hitting Ji Yuan and the old beggar. The old beggar sat motionless in the clouds, waving his hand and twisting all the thunder around him to other directions.
"Mr. Ji, it seems that the 'discussion' stage is almost over. Alas, it's late. The most interesting thing is this 'discussion'..."
Seeing the old beggar's expression of fearing that the world would be in chaos, Ji Yuan couldn't help but laugh, and pointed to the sky.
"Be careful of being struck by lightning!"
"Crack... Boom..." "Boom..."
"Rumble..."
Before he finished speaking, several thunderbolts struck the white clouds where the two of them were standing with great purpose, or in other words, struck at the old beggar.
"Um!?"
The lightning was too fast and came too strangely. Without any warning, the old beggar was caught off guard and had no time to dodge, so he could only gather his strength and stretch his arms to the sky.
"Crack..." "Boom..." "Crash..."
Wave after wave of thunder poured down the old beggar like a man of light. Ji Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly raised his sleeve, and all the thunder light was sucked into his sleeve.
The old beggar was silent for a long time, and turned to look at Ji Yuan for a long time.
"Mr. Ji, do you have any objections to me, the old beggar?"
"Well, Ji said it was an accident, do you believe it?"
The old beggar looked at Ji Yuan seriously, who spread his hands with a rare expression of embarrassment.
"It's really an accident. Ji had suffered some lightning injuries before, and later used it to practice thunder techniques. Maybe there have been any changes."
The old beggar twitched his mouth. Are you just trying to show off your fate