A few days later, Jingyue finally came to Sanjie Temple. At this time, the news of Sixiang Villa had spread all over the place. When the little monk of Sanjie Temple saw him, he hurriedly took him to see Kongmiao.
When Jingyue handed Jingwu's relic and wooden tablet to Kongmiao, Kongmiao sighed.
"He entered the temple at the age of seven, and it has been so many years in a blink of an eye. I still remember that Jingwu was sent by his parents. At that time, he was seriously ill, and there was no cure for medicine and stone. It was his mother's dream that he received the guidance of the Buddha, saying that Jingwu and Buddha It was because of fate that Jingwu became a monk. They originally only wanted Jingwu to stay in the temple for ten years, but after ten years, Jingwu was reluctant to leave..."
Kong Miao sighed with emotion, called a little monk, and asked the other party to lead Jingyue to Bodhi to take care of the heart wall.
As soon as Jing Yue went out, he heard Kong Miao chanting in a low voice.
He suddenly remembered the common name of Jingwu, Yishun. Most of the people who took the name hoped that Jingwu would have a smooth life. Unfortunately, once he embarked on the path of cultivation, how could it be smooth
The Bodhi Illumination Heart Wall is still as seen last time, and there are many monks who look at the wall and enter into meditation.
Looking at his reflection on the stone wall, Jing Yue couldn't help but be a little surprised when he thought that he had built a foundation here many years ago.
He calmed down and closed his eyes.
Consciousness gradually blurred, he smelled the fragrance of flowers.
On Baiwu Peak, auspicious red is everywhere.
Jing Yue was wearing a wedding robe and was receiving congratulations from the guests.
Yi Ye was half crying and half laughing, choked and said: "I really didn't expect to see the Master's Dao Companion Ceremony in my lifetime, my disciple... I have nothing to give, I just collected this box of treasures for the Master... Details ."
Jing Yue swept it with his divine sense, and saw that the box was full of jade articles, but each jade article was indescribable, and it belonged to the kind that would be blocked by word of mouth once it was described.
He took a deep breath and wanted to hit someone, but it was a happy day, so he endured it.
Liu Feng also stepped forward and said, "Our Frost Cloud Sect has held the Dao Companion Ceremony for the first time in more than ten thousand years. The disciples are really happy for the master, so I hereby present a double-cultivation collection for the ancestors to laugh at."
Jingyue: "..."
With a flick of his sleeves, he locked several people outside the hall.
But he could still hear the voice of the unfilial disciple—
"The ancestor is really anxious." This is Liu Feng.
"Understandably, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars." This is Yi Ye.
"After two whole lives, I finally met the person I liked. It's not easy for the ancestors..." This is Liu Yun.
Jing Yue quickened his pace, his mind was chaotic, he didn't know where to go, he just walked towards the inner hall subconsciously.
The blue phoenix on top of her head was also dressed in a very happy manner today, with a red flower stuck on her head, she happily said: "Jingjing, Jiji wants to write a book for you, it's called "Ancestor's Living Notes", to record it for you Intercourse, how do you feel? Jiji's writing skills are superb!"
Jing Yue pretended not to hear, he threw Lan Feng outside the hall and pushed open the door of the inner hall.
There are red gauze hanging everywhere in the eye, and the wind blows, and the light gauze lifts up layer by layer, like a red wave.
Behind the gauze, there is a wooden bed, and a person sits on the edge of the bed, with a happy cover on his head.
Jing Yue's heart thumped wildly, he was a little nervous, and he had an indescribable expectation.
He approached the other side slowly, carefully raising his hijab.
Then, he saw a pair of eyes of Han Ye Zang Xing, with his reflection in his eyes, showing his panic at this time!
"puff-"
In front of Bodhi's heart wall, Jingyue spat out a mouthful of blood.
He wiped his mouth and couldn't believe what he saw!
The surrounding monks were also stunned. It was the first time they saw someone watching the wall and seeing blood vomiting. The ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect was really extraordinary!
Jing Yue left in a daze, and before he left, he saw Kong Miao again, and the other party said with concern: "Old Ancestor, I heard you..."
"It's okay!" Jing Yue said immediately, "Don't worry, I won't come back to borrow the wall in the future, and I won't need you to compensate for the mental damage."
After all, he floated out of Sanjie Temple like a ghost.
Looking at the towers of Ducheng, Jingyue fell into confusion. He came to Bodhi to look at the wall of his heart, in order to find clues about the abnormal behavior of the magic way, but why...
Why…
No, I can't think about it anymore.
Jing Yue calmed down and tried to get rid of distracting thoughts, treating everything as an illusion.
After all, the past life he showed last time was not his real experience.
After he did some psychological construction, he heard Lan Feng say, "Jingjing, are we going back?"
He just thought that it should be, suddenly, a strange feeling rose in his heart, Jing Yue pinched his fingers and calculated, and he was shocked, and he was actually stunned. After a long time, he said, "No, let's go to Lecheng and Jiutian Academy!"
His tone was filled with joy that could not be concealed, and a bit of unnoticeable disappointment.
Ten days later, a young Taoist priest appeared in Lecheng.
At this moment, Jingyue was walking leisurely on the street of Lecheng. He looked at the people coming and going, and he felt a little nostalgic. Even a certain alley that made him smell changed suddenly. kind.
Although he has big things to do this time, he is not in a hurry, because the opportunity he counts will still have to wait for a few days.
Now, it has been twenty years since Jingyue left the academy, and his former classmates should still be in the academy, but he did not see any acquaintances along the way.
Unconsciously, Jingyue came to the foot of Jiutian Mountain and found that there were many monks at the foot of the mountain, some of which had already established foundations, and some were only in the stage of qi training.
He counted the days. Today is not the day that Jiutian Academy opened. Why are so many people gathered here? Could it be that what happened to the academy
Jing Yue found someone nearby, "This fellow Daoist, why are you waiting here?"
The other party was stunned when he saw him, but he obviously didn't recognize him, he only said: "Could it be that you don't know, in a few days, the library will be opened to the public. We are afraid that there will be many people, so we will come first. wait."
It was only then that Jing Yue realized that every ten years, the most prestigious library of Jiutian Academy would be open to the outside world for three days. That is to say, within these three days, even students who were not students of the academy could enter the academy to read books.
Therefore, these three days are also a grand event for the low-level monks in the Seven Square Realm.
Jing Yue thought of the opportunity he had been waiting for, and felt it was right.
He thanked the person who answered, and was about to go up the mountain.
"Fellow Daoist, if you go up now, not only will you not be able to enter the barrier, but if someone in the academy finds out, you will be driven out," the cultivator kindly reminded.
Jing Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm a student here."
After all, he took out the token of Jiutian Academy from the Qiankun bag. When he suddenly changed, the token was not returned.
The cultivator was stunned when he saw Jingyue go straight up the mountain. He couldn't help but mutter: "Strange, don't the students of the academy know about the opening of the library?"
His suspicion Jingyue was inaudible. Soon after, Jingyue entered the gate of Jiutian Academy. It was class time, and the academy was very quiet.
He walked all the way to the library, and when he passed a hall, he saw rows of portraits hanging on the outer wall, a few more pictures than he remembered.
Here is the "Wall of Fame" of Jiutian Academy. The so-called "Wall of Fame" does not refer to the famous students in the academy, but to those who have made great contributions to the academy. The first painting is naturally Luo Zhenjun, the founder of the academy. There are more than ten paintings hanging behind it. The last painting is Lin Zhenjun, Wudaozhenzhen, Qin Yanzhi, and him.
Jing Yue was a little embarrassed. Although he knew it was because they saved hundreds of students in Jiutian Academy, he was still a little ashamed to be hung on the wall for people to look at at any time.
However, Lanfeng didn't think so, and it happily said: "Jingjing! Jingjing, you are finally hanging on the wall!"
Lan Feng was so excited that all his hair was shaking, but suddenly he was unhappy again, "Humph! This painting doesn't look like it at all, there is no jiji at all, obviously Jiji has always been with Jingjing!"
Jingyue: "..." Hanging on the wall? It doesn't sound like a good word.
When he arrived at the bookstore, he saw that the door of the bookstore was closed. He remembered that every time the bookstore was closed before it opened, the real people took turns to sort out the books in the pavilion so that people who came to the bookstore later could pick it up.
During this period, the academy also received a large number of "submissions". The content of the manuscripts was complicated, most of them were exercises, secrets, secret books, etc., and they also needed to be strictly selected by real people.
Once selected, contributors receive a letter of recommendation from the academy.
Of course, this novel mode was also created by Luo Zhenjun.
Jing Yue thought about it, he had learned a lot of otherworldly exercises from the sword soul mouth of the Void Sword Tomb, and most of them were handed over to the Han Yunzong. Some of these exercises are simple and practical. The inheritor can be considered to have helped the sword souls to have their wishes. Besides, they can also exchange more recommendation places for Cold Cloud Sect.
He silently pondered the appropriate exercises, and at this time in the bookstore, several real people were arranging and submitting manuscripts, and they were too busy to do anything.
In fact, there are people who take care of the bookstore every day, and they don't need to worry about it. The reason why they are busy is because the manuscripts submitted are all in a mess. Like this moment...
"boom-"
The bearded Jindan slammed a few pieces of paper on the bookcase, and said angrily, "It's just nonsense!"
The slightly fat real person beside him asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, what's the matter with your temper?"
Zhang Zhenren snorted, grabbed the paper and shook it like a fan, "Here dares to arrange Jingyuan Daozu, saying that he had an entanglement with the demon girl, and Yiye Laozu was actually the illegitimate child of him and the witch. You say this, this... If you accidentally put it into the bookstore and are seen by the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect, our academy will not be demolished by the Cold Cloud Sect!"
The slightly fat real person smiled and said, "Is this worth your anger? It's better to learn the old ways. Every time you see a sensitive word, it will be automatically blocked, and you won't read the content at all."
Zhang Zhenzhen was about to speak when a child trotted in with a pile of paper cranes in his arms, "Everyone, this is the dozen or so manuscripts I just received."
These paper cranes are a kind of talisman, and all the manuscripts submitted by the academy are sent by paper cranes.
Zhang Zhenzhen said angrily, "Let's put it aside for now."
"Yes."
The boy put the paper cranes into a diabolo frame, and he saw that there were more than a dozen fully packed bamboo baskets lined up next to him, and he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the real people.
When Zhang Zhenren finished processing the manuscript on the bookcase, he took a photo, and a bamboo frame flew to his feet, which happened to be the one the child had just put the paper crane on.
Zhang Zhenzhen rubbed his brows, picked up a paper crane with a tired face, and casually reviewed it.
However, after a while, his expression gradually became cautious, and he muttered to himself. Later, he practiced with his knees crossed.
Wei Chuan real person caught sight of it out of the corner of the eye, and turned around curiously, but at the same time, he heard someone calling him from behind.
When the slightly fat real person turned around, he saw that real real Zhang appeared behind him at an unknown time. He was startled and looked at the original position of real real Zhang, and found that there was still real real Zhang sitting there, and he had not left, but he took a closer look. Look, but found next to the bookcase is just a fake.
"What kind of exercise is this?"
Zhang Zhenren behind him looked happy, "It's a kind of escape technique. It uses earth spirit energy to transform into a fake body, and the real body can take the opportunity to escape. Although it is only a foundation-building technique, a Jindan cultivator can find something wrong with a little care. It’s far away, and the enemy is defenseless, and it’s still very capable of bluffing!”
Zhang Zhenzhen became more and more excited as he talked, walking around the room, "I've never heard of this kind of exercise, how about you?"
The dozen or so real people in the bookstore all shook their heads, and they were also very interested—every time they saw the birth of a new exercise, they would feel honored. After all, these exercises were selected by their hands, and everyone I just feel exhausted and exhausted.
Zhang Zhenren: "Very good, this submission is definitely worth a letter of recommendation!"
He was busy looking for the signature of the manuscript. Most of the people in his heart were a well-known cultivator, but on the paper crane, "Baixia Daoist" was written, and the name was very unfamiliar.
"Baixia Daoist?" The real people in the room were not impressed, and the slightly fat real person said: "Could it be some loose cultivator who lives in the mountains all the year round?"
Zhang Zhenren: "I don't know, don't worry, let me see if there are any other contributions from him."
He poured out a basket of paper cranes, and the rest of the real people also helped to check it out.
- More than ten paper cranes! More than ten kinds of unheard of exercises!
Although they haven't tried them all, but just by looking at the cultivation records of the exercises, they know that it must be true!
Although the signatures are different, without exception, they are all names they have never heard of!
Zhang Zhenzhen said with a trembling voice: "These paper cranes must have come from a certain high-ranking hermit. The handwriting on them is exactly the same. As for the different signatures, it is likely that he disdains fame and fortune and just wants to teach the world, so he used someone else's pseudonym!"
Other real people feel right.
Zhang Zhenren: "No, I have to report this matter to the mountain chief immediately!"
So he held a pile of paper cranes and rushed out of the bookstore in a flash.
Because Zhang Zhenren walked too quickly, he didn't notice a Taoist sitting in the pavilion not far from the bookstore.
The last mountain chief of the academy was Qin Yanzhi, who was well-known in the cultivation world, but since he disappeared, the academy has waited a year without seeing him return, and had to change to another mountain chief. The current mountain chief is from the Zixia faction. It is the elder Wei who led the Zixia faction into the academy and wanted to embarrass Jingyue, but was slapped in the face by Jingyue.
Elder Wei... No, Wei Shanchang was cultivating in his room originally, and after hearing what Zhang Zhenren said, he was no longer in the mood, so he picked up a paper crane, unfolded it, and saw a type of paper crane on it. The swordsmanship of "Wind Comes" is not of high rank, but when activated, it can induce wind, which more than doubles the power of the swordsmanship.
Wei Shanchang immediately took the sword to the yard, and slashed gently as Zhihe said, the wind blew, the green plants in the yard shook violently, and the flying leaves filled the sky.
After a sword, the originally lush tree became bare, and there was a deep sword mark on the ground.
"Okay!" Wei Shanchang was overjoyed and asked, "Where did these paper cranes come from?"
Zhang Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment. He was just too excited, but he forgot to check the mailing address, so he reopened the paper crane and saw the words on the paper crane's wings - from: Jiutian Academy.
? The master is in Jiutian Academy? ? who is it
Zhang Zhenzhen looked at Wei Shanchang at first glance, but on second thought, it must not be this person. Wei Shanchang always loves to appear holy in front of people. If he really knew so many rare exercises, I am afraid that he would have been publicized in the world of cultivation. We all know that, not to mention that Wei Shanchang's excitement just now didn't seem to be fake.
Chief Wei Shan met Zhang Zhenren's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, saying, "Most of the academies are foundation-building disciples, and you and I are the teachers with the highest cultivation base. No one looks alike? Could it be that an outsider has entered the Nine Heavens? Academy?"
But after speaking, I feel wrong, even if someone can break the barrier of Jiutian Academy, it will not be silent at all, right
If the academy is really vulnerable to this, other major sects would not dare to send their core disciples, wouldn't that show the opportunity for the enemy? Why did the Demon Dao bother to ambush them in the Buried Star Sea
Wei Shanchang couldn't figure it out, so he could only say: "How about we send the paper crane back? Since the contributor is in the academy, we just need to brand the consciousness on the paper crane and we will be able to find it."
Zhang Zhenren: "Will this offend the master?"
Wei Shanchang: "Since he came to submit the manuscript and left his address, he won't be angry because of this. If he really doesn't want to show up, he must have the ability to erase his consciousness without delaying anything."
After thinking about it, Zhang Zhenren agreed.
The paper crane can be used back and forth, and the letter of recommendation from Jiutian Academy is also sent back through Zhihe. As soon as Zhenren Zhang casts the spell, Zhihe flaps his wings and disappears in an instant.
After a while, Zhenren Zhang said "Huh".
Wei Shan was in a hurry: "Have you found it?"
Zhang Zhenzhen looked strange, "I found it, but, why is it in the library?"
The two looked at each other, but when they learned that the other party didn't dislike their actions, they became happy again. Wei Shan straightened his clothes and said solemnly, "Don't think about it, let's go and have a look first."
Along the way, Wei Shanchang had all kinds of guesses and fantasies about the master, but when he really saw the "master", only the vicissitudes of constipation remained.
Zhang Zhenzhen also recognized Jing Yue at a glance. He did not have as complicated a mental journey as Wei Shanchang, so he was surprised and happy: "Jing Patriarch? Why are you back?"
Jing Yue said half-jokingly, "I'll return the token of the academy and make some contribution to the academy by the way." He looked at Chief Wei Shan again, "Hey, are you the current chief of the academy?"
Wei Shanchang's face flushed, and he even felt that the little blue chicken on Jing Yue's shoulder was despising him, he said weakly, "I have seen the ancestor."
Jingyue knew the reason and asked, "What are you looking for from me?"
Wei Shanchang was embarrassed by Jingyue back then, and now there are still people talking about the "Heavenly Tribulation Technique", and as long as he mentions it, he will definitely lie down, so his perception of Jingyue is not good.
It's just that the Frost Cloud Sect has become so powerful in recent years, especially after Liu Feng's promotion to Transcend Tribulation, the Zixia Sect's previous thoughts had to rest temporarily. In addition, Jingyue from the Burial Star Sea also saved a lot of Zixia Sect disciples. Pai has grace.
All these, his resentment is gone, but the embarrassment is still there.
With a sigh in his heart, Wei Shan said: "Dare to ask if these paper cranes were delivered by the ancestors?"
Jing Yue: "Yeah, I don't need letters of recommendation. I want to use them for the recommendation quota of the Cold Cloud Sect, two exercises for one, no problem, right?"
Wei Shanchang is in a sour mood. Any of these exercises is worth returning a letter of recommendation, but if Jingyue wants to change the letter of recommendation into a recommendation quota, of course... "No, no problem."
Jingyue: "That's good, I will stay in the academy for the past few days, and I will submit any exercises that come to mind?"
Wei Shanchang didn't know whether to be sad or happy, "...Okay."
So, Jingyue stayed in the academy, but he asked Wei Shanchang and Zhang Zhenren to keep it a secret on the grounds that he did not want to be disturbed.
Otherwise, he is only afraid that he will not live clean.
Five days passed in a flash.
At the foot of Jiutian Mountain, there is a flood of people.
It took Lu Sheng a year to stop and go from a small town in Shangnanzhou, and finally came to Jiutian Academy.
Looking up at the majestic Jiutian Mountain, he said to his companion: "Xiao Hei, you don't have to worry too much. I heard that there are thousands of books in the bookstore, so there must be a training method suitable for you."
The person who was called Xiao Hei was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was born with an honest face, but his eyes were a bit gloomy. He whispered: "I hope so."
Lu Sheng sighed. His companion was also pitiful. Although he came from a well-known cultivating family, he was born with five spiritual roots, and his talent was extremely poor. As soon as Xiaohei's father died, the clan even drove the Xiaohei girls out of the country, leaving them to fend for themselves.
Xiaohei's family has been neighbors with him since he came to Xiaocheng. Over the past few years, Lu Sheng has seen the other party's efforts. Of course, he hopes that Xiaohei can get what he wants, but he also knows that there is little hope.
Since the two arrived only two days ago, it was a little late, and there were still a lot of people lining up in front of them. They waited a full day and a night before they were allowed to enter the mountain.
Some students from the academy took them to the bookstore. Lu Sheng secretly looked at these talented people, and couldn't help but feel envious. If he could find that practice method, maybe one day, he would be able to come too.
The outside of the bookstore of Jiutian Academy looks like a small building, but after entering, you will find that the inside is extremely vast, countless bookshelves are neatly arranged, and there is no end, and the room is full of the aroma of books and ink.
In fact, for preservation, jade slips are the most suitable, but the founder Luo Zhenjun believes that since it is a library, it must be a collection of books.
Therefore, the library has always followed the oldest model.
Although there were many people in the bookstore, it was quiet enough to hear needles falling.
Lu Sheng and Xiao Hei glanced at each other and searched for their favorite exercises according to the guide of the bookstore.
What Lu Sheng is practicing is an ancestral exercise, which is very suitable for him. Unfortunately, the exercise is incomplete, only a fragmentary copy. He hopes to find another part from the bookstore.
He searched for a full day and a half, and finally found a book that looked familiar on a bookshelf. Lu Sheng nervously took down the book, and when he opened the pages, he found it was exactly what he wanted, and it was the whole book!
Lu Sheng was so excited that he couldn't wait to laugh wildly.
The books in the bookstore are not allowed to be taken away, nor are they allowed to be transcribed. He can only rely on memory.
Fortunately, the cultivator has a good memory. When he read the whole book and all the exercises were stored in his mind, at that moment, he felt his brows swell. He clearly didn't practice, but it was a breakthrough!
At this time, he suddenly heard someone say: "The Open Day of the Book Pavilion is over, please put the books back in their original places and leave quietly."
There was a sound of sighing in the bookstore, but no one dared to make a mistake, and they put the books one by one and walked out.
When he arrived at the door of the bookstore, Lu Sheng found Xiao Hei. He wanted to ask about the other party's situation, but when he saw Xiao Hei's face, he still held back.
Obviously, Xiao Hei did not get his wish.
Lu Sheng didn't want to be too happy, so he could only follow Xiao Hei in silence. Suddenly, a Taoist in front blocked their way.
The Taoist was very good-looking, and Lu Sheng couldn't help being a little absent-minded. He saw the other party's smile, and there seemed to be nostalgia and gratification in the smile.
He heard the Taoist say to Xiao Hei, "I've been waiting for you."