There was a small boat going up the Wu River. There was no boatman, but the boat went straight up.
There were two people on the boat, one of them looked to be half a century old, with white beard and hair, and the girl was twelve or thirteen, very beautiful. At this time, dusk smoke was everywhere, and a bright moon appeared faintly.
The middle-aged Taoist said: "Look, this is Wang Yu Mountain. You see, this mountain is high, the water is clear, there are many mountains, and the atmosphere is quiet, but it is the hidden dragon vein, stretching for thousands of miles."
"The Qi Xuan sect originally had Qianji Mountain, named Xuan Si Tian, and produced real people for several generations. Now Xie Zhenren has great luck, and has Wang Yushan, inheriting the sect's Xuan character, named Yin Xuantian, and now it will finally become True Lord, your body will become a saint and you will live forever. This is a rare event in this world, and we are all here to congratulate you." When he said this, the Taoist said sadly, with tears streaming down his cheeks.
The girl said: "Master, you are sad again. Since ancient times, real people have only lived a thousand years old. How many people can become enlightened and live forever? This matter has its own destiny, and it is useless to be sad. Besides, we always have a blessed place, and we can become immortals by the end of the year. If you lose your longevity and happiness, please ask the master to stop your sorrow."
Just as he was talking, the boat had docked, and the middle-aged man wiped his tears and went ashore with a smile.
At this time, the moonlight was shining, and the night was quiet. I could see that the foot of the mountain was bustling with people. Many Taoists set up stalls in the open space at the foot of the mountain, preparing to sell some unnecessary things in exchange for some elixirs for their own use. , spirit stone.
And some female disciples were wandering in these stalls in groups, choosing some accessories or gadgets.
"These people are either casual cultivators or small sects. Although they come to congratulate them, most of them cannot go up the mountain. We will ignore them and just go up the mountain."
These mountains are connected by Taoists, and they are guarded by Taoists. These disciples are wearing blue robes and golden white crane belts. Some Taoists, led by Taoist servants, came to these disciples and took out white and red ropes from their arms. The two-color invitation was handed over.
The middle-aged Taoist handed over the red letter, and the Taoist guard did not dare to neglect it. He said, "It turns out to be Zhenren Li. Please come in."
When he met Bai Han, the Taoist guard smiled and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for attending the ceremony. Please bring only one person with you."
Only in this way can we pass. This happens at the foot of different mountains. Occasionally, a few cloud boats will come from the sky. At this time, a cloud of light will fly up from the fairy mountain to greet them.
After walking a few steps, Master Li pointed out to his disciples: "Look, these people are all from the Dongtian Taoist sect."
The road on the hillside is winding, and you can see that there are hundreds of Taoist palaces built on the top of the mountain, surrounded by gardens on all sides. There is a majestic palace in the middle. Around this palace, there are bright lanterns, one every few steps. Looking from afar, it shines like a star.
The welcome sound of gentle blowing and singing was carried by the wind, and hundreds of Taoists came in slowly, some chatting, some pretending to sleep, and some sitting on the floor discussing Taoism.
"What a glorious thing it is to be true in all directions." The middle-aged Taoist was filled with admiration.
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Taoist Palace·Underground Corridor
This corridor is several miles long, three feet high and five feet wide. The two Taoists walked along the corridor. At the end was a black door, two doors covered with gold nails, which slowly opened.
Behind the door were two warriors two feet tall, wearing armor and holding golden swords. A murderous aura filled the air.
The Taoist in front of him, with a feathered robe and star crown, and a Taoist bun on his shoulders, looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. The Taoist following closely behind him looked to be in his twenties and had a respectful attitude.
"Zhenjun Yinxuan has arrived."
At first glance, it turned out that there was a stone room with an iron ring hanging on the shelf, and a person was hanging there. There was a dark fire underneath. Although it was not burned, he looked in pain, his lips were dry, and the blood on his body fell on the fire drop by drop. In the middle, every drop of blood exploded into small sparks, turned into runes, and tied to this person's body.
These runes are dark red, with circular light spots. If you look closely, you can see that they are several lines of words.
"Disobeying the decree of Qi Xuandao, being extremely disrespectful to the leader of Qi Xuandao, breaking into Wang Yu Mountain without authorization, resisting arrest, and being extremely treasonous!"
The sins, under the Taoist magic, turned into chains like poisonous snakes, torturing the sinner all the time. The scars on his body would burst as soon as they healed, dripping with blood.
At this moment, Mr. Xie, who was about to become a true immortal and was receiving congratulations from everyone, had arrived, and as if he felt something, the sinner also suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Xie.
"Pei Ziyun!" The Taoist from behind shouted: "You still dare to be unruly?"
"Song Zhi!"
"Xie Chengdong!"
When Mr. Xie walked into the prison, Pei Ziyun raised his head and never expected that the person who followed him here was "Song Zhi" from Songyun Sect. He had taken great care of him and had sworn to himself to revive Songyun Sect. Later, when he learned his secret, he immediately turned to the senior brother of the Qixuan Sect who had informed him.
The three people's eyes met, and Mr. Xie looked at them with a playful smile on his face.
"Pei Ziyun, Ye Su'er has been transferred to Qianji Mountain." Song Zhi said coldly: "Today is the day when the young master becomes enlightened. It's time for you to hit the road."
Pei Ziyun raised his head, with cold sweat covering his cheeks. He stared at the two people in front of him with only one blood-red eye. After a long while, he said with difficulty: "I mistakenly believed you and revealed the big secret..."
"Hmph, this makes you unlucky!" Song Zhi snorted and sneered: "You have such a spiritual treasure, but you don't want to give it to the master. This shows that you are disloyal."
"Even if we follow the sect's rules, next year will be your anniversary!"
"By the way, there's no need to talk about the anniversary. If both body and spirit are destroyed, why bother to hold a memorial ceremony on a weekly basis?" Song Zhi gritted his teeth and said, full of hatred for Pei Ziyun.
"Pa!" Just after saying this, the wind suddenly picked up in the night on the mountain, and thick black clouds rose in the sky. Although there was only a line of thick clouds across the basement, it only took a moment to cover the sky.
Mr. Xie, who had a calm demeanor, stood up and put away his fan. He put away the playful smile on his face and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Okay, Song Zhi, you go back and preside over the meeting!"
Seeing Mr. Xie's sudden expression of coldness, Song Ping, who knew him well, immediately left the dungeon.
After a moment of silence, Mr. Xie looked at Pei Ziyun with a sneer: "Pei Ziyun, you are really blessed. Originally, today's Taoist divination was clear and cloudless, but when you were about to die, clouds and thunder appeared."
"Look at this!" Mr. Xie pointed to the plum blossom between his eyebrows: "This treasure can be called the Plum Blossom Thief, it can steal the secrets of heaven and the truth."
"This was originally yours. This is a spiritual treasure of heaven and earth that is not even recorded in the classics. I took it. Within ten years, I became the number one person in the immortal world today."
Upon hearing this, the bloody sinner suddenly raised his head and struggled.
"Pei Ziyun, don't you think you are a waste? You have such a magic weapon, but you have wasted more than ten years, especially the first five years. I don't believe you know nothing about it, but you didn't use it!"
"Ye Su'er has a great spirit and was your childhood sweetheart, but you lost her."
"Your master is the elder of the Songyun Sect. He once taught in Woniu Village. It took him three years. As long as you show a little wisdom, you can get started, but you only disappointed him!"
"More than ten years have been wasted. Your village was destroyed because of you. Ye Su'er was displaced. It took him five or six years to join the Songyun Sect, but it also declined because of you. Look, even your senior brother has... You took refuge in me.”
"You are really a failure!"
As Mr. Xie talked, he leaned very close and spoke in Pei Ziyun's ear.
The bloody Pei Ziyun struggled violently. Looking at the villain in front of him, the anger in his heart seemed to burst out.
"You can't keep your woman, you can't keep your sect, and you can't keep your innate spiritual treasure." Mr. Xie smiled: "Just for a trivial calamity, you voluntarily swore to sell this innate spiritual treasure to me. , do you know how stupid you are?"
"If you take it forcefully, it's just a dead thing."
"I will become a true king soon, but you can only struggle and moan in this prison." Looking at Pei Ziyun's eyes, Mr. Xie suddenly laughed, stopped torturing Pei Ziyun, and touched his eyebrows: "Look , it’s time for me to become enlightened.”
I saw spiritual energy surging in the dark, and spiritual lights falling from the sky.
Many disciples of the sect who were walking up from the bottom of the mountain exclaimed, and the elders who led the team looked at Ling Guang with complicated eyes.
This is the descent of the true king, one step forward, the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, and the same brightness as the sun and the moon.
"Haha!" Pei Ziyun suddenly laughed when he felt the spiritual light falling from the sky, causing thousands of stars to rise in the underground space. The golden light fell like rain on Mr. Xie's body, illuminating the entire dungeon.
"Why are you laughing?" Mr. Xie was startled and had an ominous feeling.
"I am incompetent. I discovered the Plum Blossom Thief very early, but I am hypocritically afraid of it because it can take away the knowledge and Taoist charm that others have worked hard to accumulate throughout their lives - this is unfair."
"If God doesn't take what he wants, he will suffer the consequences, so my mother died in poverty, Ye Su'er left me, the school was destroyed, and even I ended up like this."
"But for these mistakes, after seven years of suffering in the dungeon, don't I still regret it?"
"Do you know why I have to wait until now?"
"Do you really think that I am greedy for life and afraid of death?" Pei Ziyun said coldly, and with a sudden "boom", the sky flashed through the thick black clouds, crossing the sky, illuminating the world brightly, and I saw something strange happened to Pei Ziyun's body. Changes, the stars falling from the sky are sucked in from every orifice of his body, growing at an incredible speed every moment.
"No, this is impossible. You can't absorb spiritual energy at all, and you have already transferred the plum blossoms through your oath. How can there be any remnants?"
"I transferred only the plum blossom, but it still has roots."
"Yes, your restriction is very vicious. All the power I absorb will be extracted by you, but I don't absorb it myself at all."
“I suck for it.”
"Of course, ordinary spiritual energy cannot activate the Dao root at all, but you want to humiliate me when you become enlightened - I finally waited for this opportunity."
As the stars continued to be sucked in, a little bit of blood burst out from Pei Ziyun's body, and black threads like roots appeared on his body. These black threads were growing rapidly.
"Thank you, Mr. Geng. Only where there are roots are flowers. Watch me make a wish with my roots and deprive you of everything..." Pei Ziyun's body exploded inch by inch, his flesh and blood were covered in blood, but he was laughing wildly.
"No!" Mr. Xie stopped hesitating. With a wave of his hand, a sword light flew past Pei Ziyun's head. A head flew up and blood spurted out. However, this head was in mid-air, but all the anger and madness disappeared. , expressionless, just looking at the sky.
"He who has the same name as me, inherit everything from me and make up for all my regrets!"
"Boom!" A bolt of thunder came down, and the heaven and earth trembled. Then, there was a dazzling bright light, and then, a mushroom cloud slowly rose up.
(End of chapter)