A jade table on one side and two cups of tea.
The ground is made of ice jade, and the hall is seven feet high.
The four walls are covered with exquisite portraits. This is a coherent picture scroll. Some of the people in the picture are playing the piano, some are enjoying flowers and wine, those who are dancing swords, and those who are standing on the sidelines are very lively, which is very lively. The emptiness and silence of the mansion are completely different.
"Beixuan faction..."
Yang Xinyue recognized at a glance what was depicted on the scroll.
Ten thousand years ago, in the small world of Fuchu, Qingni Peak, where the Beixuan Sect was located.
More Qionghua, more beautiful jade, streamer around the mountain top, waterfall hanging sky rainbow, one peak and four seasons, each is different. The monks chat, laugh and play games, make tea and discuss Taoism, just like in this picture scroll, their mood is free and happy.
The ancient wasteland has collapsed, and there is no Qingni Peak in the world.
"This was originally a picture drawn by Immortal Beixuan, who missed his homeland after he ascended to the Immortal Realm." Beixuan Tianzun Jiang Chuduan sat beside the jade table, and gently lifted the foam with the crystal clear cup lid.
Who would have thought that it would become the last trace of Qingnifeng's existence.
The original owner of this hall was the founder of Beixuan, the one who passed down the Dao Lineage from Heavenly Venerate Hongyi.
He became an Immortal Monarch, but in that catastrophe that swept through the world of immortals, the Immortal Monarch fell, and the Immortal Palace was utterly destroyed. Because of the particularity of this temple, it was well protected by the immortals of the Beixuan faction.
The ancestors and descendants of the division died one after another. Even if Jiang Chu became a Tianzun, he would not come here for a long time. Because in the whole painting, he is the only one alive.
Touching hurt.
This temple was ultimately given to Immortal Hansong, and asked him to include it when he built the Immortal Palace on top of Kunlun. It happened to be the Tianhe where Tianzun Beixuan lived. Immortal Beixuan other than Jinxian could not get close. It's on hold here.
After the battle of catastrophe, the immortals of the Beixuan sect who had ascended again, when they came to watch the murals, were no longer nostalgic for their homeland, but were curious about the Beixuan sect who once defeated the Nanhe sect and led half of the monks in the world according to the ancestors. What is it like.
Yang Xinyue took a closer look at the lifelike scene on the scroll. The cloud-swallowing whale in his arms woke up, got out of his head, flapped his fins, and made an excited cry.
Yang Xinyue didn't pay attention, but it flapped its fins and rushed towards the clear spring pool in the painting.
"Boom."
The little cloud swallowing whale slammed into the wall and slipped down in a circle with its small eyes.
Jiang Chu laughed.
Yang Xinyue picked up the little guy, because he was worried that it would fall out of order, he flicked the grey-black back of the cloud-swallowing whale with his fingers.
If you can move, it's fine.
Yang Xinyue put it back into his arms without changing his face.
"I have an immortal artifact here, called Chi Qiong Cup, which contains the water of a lake, with a mild spiritual temperature, suitable for immortal beasts born in the immortal world. Why don't you give it to Immortal Yang today?"
Jiang Chu took out a fairy tool as a favor.
Pomegranate red, fat bulging inside. wall, which looks like a shrunken cylinder.
Yang Xinyue swept over with his spiritual sense, and saw that there was no problem, and did not refuse, and put the cloud swallowing whale directly in. Immortal artifacts are all looking small, but there are real things inside.
"Crack!" A string of water splashes from the tail splashed on the jade table.
This instantly restored vitality, obviously nothing at all just now, just pretending to be dead for Yang Xinyue to see.
Jiang Chu smiled meaningfully, and Yang Xinyue said indifferently: "It will pounce on the pond in the painting because it used to like to sleep there."
Jiang Chu turned his head in astonishment, not understanding how Qingnifeng of the Northern Profound Sect could have a playful place where the sect master of Nanhe Sect loved him.
Fortunately, he quickly remembered Yang Xinyue's true identity.
"You mean?"
"When Fuchu was still in the Immortal Realm, there used to be an Immortal Palace above Qingni Peak, where the candle dragon stayed leisurely." Yang Xinyue stretched his hand into the Chiqiong Cup, and the swallowing cloud whale swam away, staying far away from him. Far away, obviously having a good time, he doesn't want to pay any attention to his master.
Yang Xinyue laughed, raised his eyes and said, "You may not know that there should only be one Heavenly Venerate in the Immortal Realm."
Jiang Chu heard the words and opened his eyes slightly, obviously he didn't expect such a thing.
"A complete immortal world with a solid earth vein. After the cultivator rises through calamity, he cannot leave the immortal world." Yang Xinyue said indifferently, "Where does your luck come from?"
"Three thousand worlds, one of them."
The most common way to obtain Qi Luck is to throw the inheritance exercises into a small world. If it flourishes, Qi Luck will gather in an endless stream.
The degree to which the person who obtains this practice method, or that sect, determines the amount of luck.
If it is less, it is useless at all.
If you want to become a Tianzun, you can't do it without a lot of hard work. Even the exercises that are thrown into the small world must have no causal relationship with other people. Otherwise, if you have luck, it will not be your own.
That is to say, Beixuan Tianzun is today because he has learned the Taoist method and passed on another technique to the human world.
"The way of seeking truth is different. Because the immortal world is missing now, the three thousand worlds are not perfect."
The immortals passed down different exercises to the world, and the exercises came from the perception of the Tao.
"You think that the merits and virtues of qi luck come from preaching the Taoism in the world, but have you ever thought that the heaven is ruthless, and the living beings are confined in the fairy world, how can you agree with you to increase the number of monks in the world and the Taoism to flourish?"
"This!" Beixuan Tianzun was speechless.
Yang Xinyue sighed, and continued to tease the cloud-swallowing whale in the water, and said calmly, "The ones that really need immortal exercises are the earth veins of those small worlds, because they are not born complete, and some of the exercises you have left behind are some of them. It can be passed on smoothly, and some can't, that's why."
Once you have obtained the exercises, you can practice cultivation, which is what this small world should have.
It is the missing part of the leylines that is left unresponsive.
This is the reason why in the small world of Fuchu, everything can be done, and the practice method has one calculation.
"The immortal world is inherently lacking, and the three thousand worlds are helpless, but they still have a way to work. If anyone can use their existing characteristics and focus on one of them, let the small world prosper, and if you get this luck, you will become the gods. ."
Yang Xinyue's ruthless evaluation: "So Tianzun is just an empty shell, and it is far from my day."
Jiang Chu couldn't hold his face anymore, he said embarrassedly: "So, can't we be compared with Yuancheng Tianzun?"
"If the Immortal Realm can't be achieved, where is he going to be?" Yang Xinyue squinted.
Jiang Chu smiled, thinking who caused this? The culprit should not speak with such an attitude!
- He can't mention this slander.
The one who suffers is Tianzun Yuancheng, and the ones who benefit are thousands of monks and immortals, including him Tianzun Beixuan. Even if it is called an empty shell, it is still taller than Xianjun.
Jiang Chu thought about it, and remembered that Chen He was coming.
"In that case, Chen He's luck..."
"It's not the inheritance of Taoism." Yang Xinyue saw it with his own eyes in the trapped formation.
The small world of Fuchu seems to have chosen another fate, waking up from the misfortune of being torn apart from the fairy world and then retreating to the human world.
What did Chen He do to transform a small world
Heaven's way back to the world? No, if that's the case, it won't be delayed until today, Chen He should have been the most unwelcome person in the heavens of Fuchu.
"Find a way to find out what has changed in the small world of Fuchu, and ask some immortals who have risen from Fuchu in recent years to talk about the situation. Maybe you can find the mystery." Yang Xinyue is also very interested in this.
Jiang Chu randomly summoned Qingluan to be a messenger and let it pass the order.
He held the tea cup, savored the fragrance of the tea, and said casually: "It's a coincidence, the tea cup in front of you and me is the cloud tea brought from the world. It is said that the person who offered the tea came from Changxian. Door."
The Changxianmen in the small world of Fuchu is one of the five major sects of the righteous way, but when it comes to the fairyland, it is really ordinary.
The Changxian Gate is in the sky, and there are three or four Luo Tianshang immortals in total, but there are no golden immortals.
This scale is the same as that of Chixia Sect, Han Ming Sect, and Juju Sect. Heluo Sect has eliminated Yun Chenzi, which is probably the same level.
Compared with the sects with many names in the Three Thousand Worlds, Tianzun Beixuan naturally knows more about the sects in the small world of Fuchu.
Yang Xinyue took a sip of tea at will.
What he said today has made Jiang Chu put away his luck.
- There should only be one Heavenly Venerate in the Immortal Realm. Yuan Cheng has been looking at these Heavenly Venerates for a long time.
As the culprit, Yang Xinyue was also resented.
Tianzun Beixuan was in a complicated mood, and unknowingly finished drinking a cup of tea.
At this moment, Xianjun Qinghe brought someone outside to ask for a meeting. It was Yang Xinyue and Jiangchu who wanted to see a monk who had risen from the small world of Fuchu for less than two hundred years.
Xianjun Qinghe was very happy when he saw that the sect master and Tianzun were sitting on the side and drinking tea.
"Tianzun, this is the person you want to see..."
Jiang Chu looked at the two rows of people in front of him in surprise.
Counting as many as eight, it would be nothing if it flourished at the beginning of ten thousand years ago.
The ancient wasteland is vast, and there are tens of thousands of monks from a small sect, and ten fingers of a large sect can’t count.
Now the power of Beixuan Tianzun is in Kunlun. This is not all the immortals in the small world of Fuchu. There are also those who work for Nanxian Tianzun. Like most immortals, they just find a place to squat, and there are more than eight in front of them.
"Who was born in Changxianmen?"
Immediately, an old-fashioned true immortal stepped forward, secretly delighted in his heart that he made the right move when offering tea. As soon as he entered the hall, he smelled the familiar aroma of tea.
With the help of the teacher, to be a little true immortal in the immortal palace, as long as you practice diligently, you will not have to worry about the day before, the exercises are ready-made, but the immortal medicine pill depends on the mood of the elders of the teacher.
To be summoned by Jinxian is an extraordinary thing, and now he is directly Tianzun, and his heart is about to bloom.
"Returning to Tianzun, Xiaoxian is exactly."
Jiang Chu looked at the seven people with the same respectful expressions and was quite surprised.
Xiao Zhenxian was taken to the Immortal Palace just because she had just ascended. She didn't suffer enough in the Immortal Realm. Most of the time, she still maintained her arrogance in the human world. Even if she came to see Immortal Lord Tianzun, she knew in her heart that she had to be respectful, but she still couldn't save face. down.
Otherwise, just like Shi Feng, he is proud of himself and doesn't want to get anything from others. Of course, his expression is not humble, and he only maintains the necessary etiquette.
"These little real immortals seem to be accustomed to seeing other people's faces in the mortal world." Xianjun Qinghe couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to say that he knew what Jiang Chu was surprised, because he felt it just now, "I want to Otherwise, they are all elders who deal exclusively with other denominations."
With a smiling face, kindness, and quickly correcting his identity, he is not like a Mahayana monk!
"I'm calling you here today, and there's nothing else to do. I'm also from the small world of Fuchu, and I want to hear how my hometown has changed."
"This-"
The immortals are a little confused. Compared with ten thousand years ago, there have been too many changes. Which one do you want to say
"It doesn't need to be too much. Tell me about the sects in the cultivation world. How about the magic cultivator? Overseas monks..."
Yang Xinyue interrupted Beixuan Tianzun's words and asked directly: "How is Liang Yange now? After Chen He ascends, who will take over the magic way, Xing Litian, or the Western Regions Xiaofeng Venerable."
A few immortals breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it. What happened a thousand years ago, fortunately, is not too far away.
"The matter of Liyan Demon Venerable, I didn't know Xiaoxian at that time, I really don't know."
"Eight hundred years ago, Demon Zhan Yuanqiu unified the entire cultivation world."
Even the most extraordinary characters have returned to the underworld early, and they have become immortals after transcending tribulation, so it is not taboo to mention their names.
"Zhan Yuanqiu is a competent subordinate of Venerable Liyan, the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian, and the junior brother of Venerable Splitting Heaven. In the early years, he was called a cunning fox in the Demon Dao. After the world of self-cultivation was unified, there was no second Venerable in the Demon Dao. , he not only gained the power left by the three Venerables of Splitting Heaven Huanjian Liyan, but also accepted Liang Yan Pavilion later."
"The spiritual veins, minerals, magic weapons, and even the apprentices of the entire cultivation world have to go to Liangyan Pavilion to buy them."
These immortals are probably accustomed to this kind of life, they are not angry, they just smile bitterly: "There are fewer and fewer disputes in the cultivation world, and when Venerable Yushuang takes over the management of the cultivation world, no one in the world will listen to the words of the orthodox sect. ."
"If it wasn't for our sect's advantages in practice, I'm afraid that the entire cultivation world would soon become a private school for mortals, and the monks who established the foundation could not afford the medicinal materials, so they would go to any city in the thirty-six counties of Kyushu and give it to Liang Yan Pavilion. I have been a teacher for a year and a half, and I have taught low-level monks in the nourishing period. They can't afford the exercises, so they are used by the Jindan monks as alchemy boys."
"Xiaoxian is seven or eight hundred years old, and he still knows the situation of the cultivation world in the past. As for the younger monks, do you think the world is like this?"
Xianjun Qinghe asked, "Venerable Yushuang, is he also a demon cultivator?"
This is related to whether you can see it in the fairy world, and how to see it. Even if the magic cultivator ascends, it is still in the Cang Jieyuan.
"No, Venerable Yushuang is a monster... It's the ambrosia crab that Zhan Yuanqiu raised, and later opened Lingzhi."
Xianjun Qinghe widened his eyes.
Beixuan Tianzun didn't care about this. He looked at Yang Xinyue with doubts in his eyes: Hearing these words, the person who got the fortune of Fu Chu was not Venerable Yushuang, but also Zhan Yuanqiu, how could it be Chen He