The immortal ship of Youdu City Shipping Company arrived at Dongzhou, and the clay statue of the immortal saint was transferred to another large ship, which went up along the river, passed by Fengyang Lake and Tengdi, and then went to Huandi since ancient times. It was the core of Middle-earth, and Bu County, Yangjing and Dongyang Mountain were all in that area.
The ship was a large ship of the academy, and it was arranged by the current teacher of Shangxian Academy to pick up the clay figurine of the immortal saint. However, this large ship was only arranged to come in secret, and even the people who came to pick up the clay figurine did not know that the person they were welcoming was actually the legendary Feng Sheng. They thought it was just an ancient statue.
After all, the Star God's killing calamity has already begun, and the ancestors of all the major Taoist sects and the immortals from the upper realm have reincarnated into the lower realm, causing panic among the people of the entire East Continent. The Demon Sect and the Taoist Sect are on the verge of a war, the Rong people's royal court is eyeing them covetously, the Buddhist sects of West Continent, the Yumin Kingdom of South Continent, the Tongtian Kingdom, and the strange people have all sneaked into East Continent to lay out their plans, and even the traces of demons have become more frequent.
If people knew that the Immortal Lord Juntian also entered the human world at this time, I am afraid that the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was like a boiling furnace, would no longer be able to keep the lid on.
You know, although people with star destinies have reincarnated into the lower world at this moment, these people are still just children. It will take at least another 10 to 20 years for them to reach adulthood and for their star destinies to be activated.
If the major Taoist and demonic sects started fighting at this time, and the Great Zhou Dynasty and dozens of Yi countries in the south and the Rong people's royal court in the north went to war, and with the help of people from other states adding fuel to the flames, it would be fun to watch.
Nowadays, all the major sects are making plans for the future. The academy certainly does not want any disturbance to occur at this time because of the news that the Immortal Lord Juntian has descended to the mortal world.
There were few people on the boat, and the clay statue was placed on the altar. Fang Xiu would go down from time to time to walk around and take a look outside.
However, because the clay statue had not yet completely transformed into flesh, it would sometimes crack and its hair and clothes would break off and fall off when Fang Xiuxing walked.
"It will take some time for this clay figure to turn into flesh and blood." The statue, which looked white and delicate, like white jade, picked up the fragments on the ground, put them on the cuffs and corners of his clothes, and they were immediately connected.
At this time, the academy's boat suddenly stopped and docked at the ferry of Fengyang Lake. In the distance, the buildings of Fengyang Academy could be seen not far away from Fengyang County.
The reason why the ship stopped at this moment was because someone from Fengyang Academy wanted to take the ship and go north along the way.
Although this ship was specially arranged by the Imperial Academy to pick up the clay statue, the boatman was not aware of the sacredness and importance of his mission. Fengyang Academy was also affiliated with the Imperial Academy, and the head of Fengyang Academy, in particular, wanted to take the ship, so how could he disagree
There were trivial sounds coming from the ferry dock, including the sounds of boxes of all sizes being moved, mixed in with the voices of many women talking and shouting.
Fang Xiu took a look and suddenly remembered that Fengyang Academy was the only academy in the academy that admitted female disciples. It was also a unique inheritance of the academy. Because of its uniqueness, it was famous throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Fengyang Academy! It seems to be from Qingping's lineage. They are students of my students."
This was a female sage who taught in the academy during the Dahuan period. Although Fengyang Academy was established after the Great Zhou, it inherited the legacy of this female sage.
After that, the statue turned around and returned to the altar. Fang Xiu stopped waiting and waited until he arrived at Shangxian Academy to arrange the next plan.
Almost all the things had been moved, and most people got off the ship, while the disciples of Fengyang Academy boarded the ship and entered the originally empty ship.
This female disciple from Fengyang Academy, wearing a gown similar to that of an ordinary student but more like a palace skirt, pushed open the hatch and entered.
Amid the chirping of birds, someone immediately noticed the difference in the front cabin. It looked more like a temple, especially with an altar in the cabin with a statue of god on it.
"Principal! There is actually a statue of Saint Feng on this boat!" A female disciple took a look and immediately recognized whose statue it was. As a disciple of an academy, she was very familiar with the appearance of Saint Feng. Even though the portraits and statues in various academies and colleges had slight differences, they were basically the same, especially in the details.
The head of Fengyang Academy was also a woman, who looked to be about thirty years old. Her beautiful face was stern and rigid: "Don't yell! You're insulting the dignity of the saint!"
The mountain master and a dozen disciples immediately performed the disciple etiquette and recited "The Teaching" once more before stopping and looking at the statue of the saint.
The master of Fengyang Academy took a look at the statue of Saint Feng and saw that it was as white as jade without a single flaw. The carving was so natural that it looked like a living thing.
The more one looks at it, the more one feels a sage's aura flowing through the statue. Even the mountain master of Fengyang Academy feels that this statue of Sage Feng is more sage-like than the statue of Sage Feng left by Sage Yi that hangs in the Sage Palace of Shangxian Academy.
"How is this possible?" The mountain master shook his head. That was the image of Feng Sheng painted by Yi Sheng. Only a saint like this could meet Feng Sheng in person and grasp the saint's meaning of preaching to the world.
"The ship owner just said that the teacher of Shangxian Academy personally ordered this to be transported back to the academy. It must be an important sacred object of the academy, possibly a sacred statue handed down from ancient times. You must not touch it."
"This statue is so exquisitely carved! I have never seen statues of saints of this quality in other academies."
"I'm afraid this texture is carved from spiritual materials, but I don't know what kind of spiritual jade it is!"
"Only the Shangxian Academy can have such a statue of a saint. If it were placed in our academy, it would be..."
The bookish girls commented on the statue of the saint, which immediately angered the owner of Fengyang Academy: "Be quiet, don't be disrespectful to the statue of the saint."
Seeing that the mountain master was angry, all the female disciples immediately dared not to look anymore and began to pack up their things.
"This is a cargo ship, so we can only squeeze in here. Take out all the quilts and tidy up the surroundings. We should leave in the same way as we came in."
Seeing all the disciples moving, quilts were spread on the ground, and then the mountain master of Fengyang Academy bowed to the statue of the saint again: "Please forgive me, Saint Feng, and bless us to have a smooth and safe journey."
The ship did not stop all the way. After sailing for three days, four figures suddenly appeared on the bank of the river in the evening. There was an old Taoist with three disciples, who looked middle-aged, young and teenage respectively. They looked at the oncoming ship of the academy from afar.
The bodies of the four people have already broken free from the limitations of the mortal flesh and have become true immortal bodies. No pores can be seen on their skin, and even the lines on their skin carry the rhythm of the Tao. Their bodies seem to breathe naturally with the heaven and earth. If they are not suppressed, I am afraid that just raising their hands and moving their feet would be able to affect the changes in the Qi within a thousand meters.
As the academy ship approached, the four of them suddenly knelt down, one of them knocked his head directly to the ground: "Zhenxianguan Baihe, with three disciples from the sect, request to see Juntian Immortal Lord."
The sound traveled across the river and could only be heard by people inside the cabin. The statue of the saint, which had originally closed its eyes and entered a state of meditation, suddenly raised its head and looked through the cabin and the river, and saw the four people on the riverside.
The four people standing by the river were none other than the White Crane Immortal and his three disciples who had inherited Fang Xiu's ghost immortal lineage. At this moment, it seemed that they had actually cultivated to the ninth life and even got the things that Fang Xiu had left for his lineage from the True Immortal Temple.
However, at the same time as he got the things, because of the connection of Qi, he also discovered that Fang Xiu had come down to the human world, so he came here all the way to pay homage to this Immortal Lord Juntian.
Although Juntian Immortal Lord had never acknowledged them as his disciples, their lineage had truly inherited Juntian Immortal Lord's legacy.
The statue of the saint woke up, and rays of light burst out from it. Indistinctly, a wisp of immortal soul and the clay statue could be seen overlapping each other: "Yes!"
The sudden opening of the statue of the saint and this strange vision frightened all the disciples of Fengyang Academy and the mountain master in the cabin so much that they were at a loss and their faces turned pale.