A weak breeze blew from the extreme north, Luo Jianqing's figure was illusory and invisible, he was walking on the top of Fuzhou, but no one could see him. In this way, he walked step by step on the land of the thirty-six prefectures, walking through large rivers and mountains, and came to a cliff in Qizhou.
On the cliff of broken love, the cold wind is mournful, and the clouds are pressing on the ground.
The handsome and handsome monk stood on the cliff, and the wind ruffled his black hair and the corners of his clothes. Beside him, many monks passed by and walked towards the nine dangers of the Dianqing Cliff. They were going to find opportunities and experience.
At the bottom of the cliff, what is the situation
Luo Jianqing looked into the distance, just like the ten years when he lost Xuan Lingzi, he stood on the top of this cliff for a long time, looking at the end of the sky and the earth without focus. This time, however, he only looked at it for a short while before withdrawing his gaze.
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared, appearing in the ninth danger of Duanqing Cliff.
The abyss is still the same abyss. This is a dangerous situation that was created forty thousand years ago when Cang Ruo Yaozun was young.
The Dianqing Cliff is a crack in the earth that was split tens of thousands of years ago by an immortal, and gradually formed the Dianqing Cliff. Then 50,000 years ago, the last phoenix in the world fell at the bottom of this crack, leaving behind a sycamore tree; 40,000 years ago, the young and flamboyant peerless demon king came here and saw the same beast. Phoenix was obsessed and saw the plane tree again.
That Demon King was the Cang Ruo Demon Venerable, the head of the sixty-four Demon Venerables.
Back then, Cang Ruo Yaozun felt lonely when he thought about it, and he was the only divine beast left in the world, so he looked at the obsession of the almost crazy Feng Clan princess, and did not have the heart to hurt the other party, but set up nine dangers through the cliff of renunciation. It opened up an abyss to Yuanzhou, making it a dangerous place that is difficult for ordinary people to enter, to protect this phoenix tree and this obsession.
When Luo Jianqing walked to the position of the plane tree, he found that the plane tree had already lost all its leaves and was completely withered, and Chi Yun's obsession was no longer there. He walked forward silently and gently stroked the dry trunk of the parasol.
However, Wutong still did not respond at all, and seemed to have withered for many years.
- Do it again, the nine dangers of the Dianqing Cliff are still there, but Wutong and Chiyun have long since disappeared.
Leaning on the plane tree to rest for three days, Luo Jianqing got up again. When he disappeared again, he had arrived at Feihuazong when he appeared.
Feihuazong is located in Mingzhou and Chaozhou. Luo Jianqing has only been here once, but he remembers the mountains and flowers he once saw.
He stood above the sky, and soon felt that there were two monks in the Spirit Transformation Stage in Feihuazong, and there was a monk hiding in the back mountain, whose aura was already half a fairyland. However, even if the other party can ascend to immortality with only one step, he still does not notice Luo Jianqing's breath.
Luo Jianqing is only in the early stage of God Transformation, but his strength is far beyond this realm. He has touched the heaven of this world, and even almost became the way of heaven.
As Luo Jianqing once said to Venerable Jiulian, realm does not mean everything. The nine lotus in the half-step fairyland did not penetrate the eighth win, but Luo Jianqing in the early stage of the transformation of the gods realized it. This is the real strength.
In the sky above Feihuazong, Luo Jianqing only stayed for three days. Like a gust of wind, he gently blew into a small secluded courtyard of Feihuazong, and sat in the courtyard covered with pear blossoms, pouring tea and drinking by himself.
This courtyard was no different from what he remembered, except that he was the only one drinking tea, and the Venerable in white was not here.
Three days later, Luo Jianqing walked away. Before leaving, he saw a female cultivator dressed in light yellow coming from a distance and landed on the back mountain of Feihuazong's sect. She has a soft appearance and elegant temperament. When she landed, all the disciples leaned over and saluted, respectfully, "Uncle Feng Si."
Luo Jianqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.
- Again, Feihuazong is still there, and Fairy Feng Si has not fallen.
The next place is Qinzhou.
There are only six aristocratic families left in the Xuantian Continent. The Mo family has stood in the Xuantian Continent for 30,000 years, and its qi has accumulated. It is the first of the six major families, and its strength far exceeds the other five. It is said that in the past 30,000 years, after a certain peerless sage became immortal, five more immortals appeared in the Mo family, which left a lot of confidence for the Mo family.
Luo Jianqing was sitting in a teahouse in Qinzhou where the Mo family was located. No one could see him, but he drank tea indifferently.
In the center of the teahouse, a shrewd storyteller said in a cadence: "Speaking of our Qinzhou, the most remarkable thing must belong to the Xiuxian Mo family. Our Qinzhou is not a barren land like Yuanzhou, a plaque in the Qinzhou Inn. If you hit three people, you have to hit a cultivator. Why is Qinzhou so prosperous? It is because of the Mo family that it has taken root in our Qinzhou."
There was a middle-aged man who looked like a monk and laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, keep talking."
The storyteller stroked a goatee and continued: "It is said that 30,000 years ago, there were nine great families in Xuantian Continent at that time, and the Mo family was the first. Sui Sui is the cultivation base of the late stage of the gods, and he traveled with the peak master of the Yuxiao Peak of Taihua Mountain at that time, and traveled the entire Xuantian Continent! The prestige of the two people is really famous for ages, and it is said that these two great masters are not only life and death Friends, and later became a Taoist companion, at the age of four thousand, the two rose to immortality together, leaving a good story."
A mortal asked curiously, "Then the genius of the Mo family is a woman?"
The storyteller shook his head cryptically.
A young mortal girl asked, "Could it be that the great power in Taihua Mountain was a woman at that time?"
The storyteller shook his head again.
Everyone was shocked, but they saw a handsome and gentle young monk slap the table and said loudly: "My ancestor is a man, so the peak master of Taihua Mountain is also a man. My generation of immortals, who cares about the so-called difference between men and women, If you don't agree, do you dare to ask about the sword in my hand?"
Everyone immediately did not dare to speak any more. The storyteller obviously did not expect that the Mo family was in this small teahouse. He blushed and prepared to tell another story.
Unexpectedly, the Mo family smiled boldly and said: "Our Mo family is bright and upright, you continue to say, if you don't say it, I will say it for you, let the world know the prestige of my Mo family ancestor. Although my ancestor has soared to three Ten thousand years, but it is still the pride of my Mo family, the ancestor's name... Hey, my mother hasn't told me the ancestor's name..."
"His name is Mo Qing."
A clear and low voice sounded beside the Mo family disciples. The young cultivator turned his head to look subconsciously, only to find that there was a man in blue shirt sitting beside him.
The cultivator looked at the other side carefully, but whenever he looked away, he found that he couldn't remember what he just saw, and he still couldn't see what the other side looked like.
The Mo family disciple asked cautiously, "How do you know the name of my ancestor?"
The man in the blue shirt gave a low laugh, as if a spring breeze was blowing his face, he patted some pieces of silver and left it on the table, but when everyone looked at him carefully, he had already left, leaving only a vague sentence: "His name is Mo Qing, his Taoist companion is called Jiulian. Taihua Mountain has been friends with the Mo family for generations, and today has a fate, and when I meet the descendants of the Mo family, I will leave you a chance."
The rest of the people in the teahouse looked at the broken silver on the table without knowing why, but the young and handsome Mo family disciple was dumbfounded, with a blue light flashing between his eyebrows. For a long time, he had been sitting in this teahouse, because he was a disciple of the Mo family, and no one dared to ask him to leave.
The sun rose and the moon set, and he sat like this for three whole days.
Three days later, he suddenly got up and excitedly bowed to the place where the man in the blue shirt had once sat.
"Mo Qiu, the third son of the direct descendant of the Mo family, thank the seniors for the opportunity!"
- To repeat, the Mo family is still the head of the aristocratic family, and the direct line has never been exiled to the cold desert wasteland.
Then Yongzhou, Lanzhou, Mengzhou, Cangzhou…
There are six great families in Xuantian Continent, headed by the Mo family, and the other five families are the Yun family, the Cang family, the Wei family, the Que family, and the Tantai family.
No Bai family, no Yu family, no Geng family.
Among the many sects, Taihua Mountain dazzled the mountains with insurmountable strength. Below it, there are four major sects, Guiyuan Sect is the leader, Feihua Sect is second, Divine Sword Sect has declined significantly in the last few thousand years, and the youngest of the four sects, Luoxia Sect, has caught up with the gods. Sword Sect trend.
Luo Jianqing walked slowly to the mountain area where Broken Soul Sect was once, which has long been deserted.
A thousand years ago, the Broken Soul Sect was only a second-rate sect. They found an immortal ruin, delusionally swallowed it, and finally destroyed the whole sect. The ruins are very dangerous. On the Xuantian Continent, many great powers have fallen, including an elder named Hao Xingzi at the Cangshuang Peak in Taihua Mountain.
Luo Jianqing watched the ruins of Broken Soul Sect being used as a nest by many beasts, he watched silently, then turned and left.
When they reached Cenzhou, it was already dark.
However, in the Zongmen mountain area of Guiyuan Sect, the warm and bright Buddha lights illuminated the heaven and the earth, blooming golden Buddha lotuses. The curling Sanskrit sounds reverberated in the vast world, and the monks recited the scriptures softly. Among all the voices, a slightly smiling voice could be clearly heard.
This voice said sincerely and sincerely: "His heart is sincere, and his intention is true, it is hell, and it is also the way back. I wish to use this merit to adorn the Buddha's Pure Land. I will repay the fourfold kindness and relieve the suffering of the three paths. If anyone sees or hears it, All have aroused bodhicitta. Eliminate the obscurity of karma and attain the supreme enlightenment together. Amitabha, the true meaning of this world, how can you say something frivolous."
Many monks kneeling in the hall of Guiyuanzong saluted together: "Amitabha, what the Buddha said is very true."
A young monk who is white and clear is smiling, like the spring light passing by a willow, bright and warm.
The Zen debate conference was held for seven days. Luo Jianqing sat on the cloud and listened to the young monk debating for seven days. On the last day, he waited at the place where the young monk had to go back to his room, and smiled: "I heard the Buddha The son walks the world and never owes people cause and effect."
Under the bright sunshine, the Tsing Yi monk's smile was so beautiful that it competed with the sun.
Even the Buddha couldn't help but stay for a moment, and then he performed a Buddha ceremony and said with a smile: "What is the cause and what is the effect?"
Luo Jianqing said: "I have a predestined acquaintance with the Buddha, which is the cause. Being Mo Ni is the fruit."
The two laughed in unison, and Luo Jianqing stayed in the Guiyuan Sect for a few days before leaving under the presence of the Buddha.
- Do it all over again, the confidant and friend are still the same person, and the Buddha has never changed.
Crossing Cenzhou is Yunzhou, and crossing a big river is Demon Territory.
More than a thousand years ago, a demon cultivator was born and forced the cultivator of the right way with great strength to admit the status of the demon cultivator and the prestige of "Demon Venerable". Mo Qianqiu divided an area next to Yunzhou, which was used as a demon domain to accommodate the world's demon cultivators and establish a magic palace.
When Luo Jianqing came to the bottom of the magic mountain in the Magic Dao Palace, he heard an angry roaring voice.
Qin Guihe, the left guardian of the Magic Palace, liked to wear white clothes. He carried a big knife and chased behind a man in black. The appearance of the two is seven-point similar, both handsome and elegant, but Qin Guihe is softer.
Qin Guihe scolded angrily: "You let Yunxiang out again, why did you let her out again! Qin Siyi, stop for Laozi! When the palace lord comes back, you know that Yunxiang is running around in the thirty-six states again. , see what he will do with you. Don't think that if you became a god sixty years ago, I wouldn't dare to beat you, and would you dare to stop me!"
Qin Siyi had a cold and handsome face, and said blankly, "Put down the knife first."
Qin Guihe threw the big knife out directly: "Put your grandpa's knife!"
Qin Siyi stretched out his fingers and clamped the flying knife, which was not offensive at all. He frowned and said, "My grandfather is your grandfather too."
"Then put your son's knife!!!"
"...I don't have a son."
"Whose knife is that?"
"Let go of my lover's knife."
Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Magic Dao Palace in yellow, was sitting in the palace on the top of the mountain, ignoring the two inexplicable guardians at the foot of the mountain. Demon cultivators frequently came up to report, one said, "Guardian left broke a certain palace", and another said, "Guardian right kept running up the mountain in order not to hurt guard left."
At this point, Qi Luo slapped the table, and the pressure in the early days of God Transformation overflowed in an instant, her eyebrows frowned, and her voice pierced the world: "The palace lord has only been away for five days, and you all made trouble like this! Although Yunxiang is stubborn, she also There is no chance of an accident, she has already cultivated in the fit stage, Qin Guihe, don't take advantage of the problem. Qin Siyi, say it again, where did Yunxiang go?"
Qin Siyi wrapped his arms around his younger brother's waist and held a large saber in the other. He turned his head to the palace and said, "Cenzhou."
In the sky, Luo Jianqing was stunned when he heard the words, but in the end he couldn't help but chuckle softly.
- Again, the Magic Palace is still the Magic Palace, and Yunxiang still went to Cenzhou.
Although Luo Jianqing regretted that he had never seen his best friend, he was not too anxious.
Mo Qianqiu was promoted to God Transformation more than 800 years ago, and now he is already in the middle stage of God Transformation. There are still two thousand years in his life, and the deadline is very far away from him. It is only a matter of time before he ascends to immortality. At least Mo Qianqiu is still alive.
Luo Jianqing went to the demon realm next.
Thirty thousand years ago, the sixty-four demon gods did not fall, and even now, not only divine beasts, but even demon races can soar. Although among the sixty-four demon gods, only more than twenty demon gods have successfully ascended, but the relationship between the human race and the demon race is not so tense, but occasionally there will be some local wars due to competition for resources.
Among the demon clan at this time, there are more than 40 heavenly rank demons alone. Luo Jianqing walked in the cold demon realm, and no one could detect his existence. He walked through the Thirteenth Sea and walked all the way to the depths of the demon realm. He didn't see Du Jue Tian Lao, but when he reached the Second Sea, he stopped in front of a stone tablet.
This stele is called "Unique Longevity Stele".
Luo Jianqing looked at the stone tablet silently, and after a long time, he raised his footsteps and left here.
Thirty thousand years ago, Cang Ruo Yaozun did not give any guidance, and the breath of the divine beast did not contaminate this stone tablet, so the stone monument was still a stone monument, and it would never become a monster, let alone a monster.
In the current demon realm, there are some ancient demons, Luo Jianqing, who are still acquainted. Cang Ruo, Zi Song, Ming Jia and several other demons have become immortals one after another in the past 30,000 years. There are some demons who could not become immortals, but they have not fallen for the time being, and there are less than 10,000 years left. life.
When leaving the demon realm, Luo Jianqing passed the first sea, he thought for a moment, and turned to Long Island.
Long Island used to be Cang Ruo Yaozun's home, and later became Jin Li's home.
Luo Jianqing originally just wanted to take a look from a distance, but before he could get close, he heard the sound of explosions coming from the vicinity of Long Island. As soon as he approached, he saw the monstrous demonic energy flooding the dragon island where birds and flowers were fragrant. An extremely beautiful red-clothed Demon Venerable brandished a long whip and quickly pulled the white dragon over, his voice sneering coldly. Said: "If there are any old friends of your father and mother who come here tomorrow by visiting your name, the deity will rush to the demon realm and start killing. Do you believe it?"
A dazzling light flashed on the white dragon, and he instantly turned into an elegant and noble blue-clothed monster.
Seeing this, the red-clothed Demon Venerable turned around and wanted to leave, but the latter suddenly hugged him from behind, his voice soft and gentle, as if the spring water hit the rocks: "Ignore them, okay, Qianqiu."
"Snapped-"
A whip slapped the opponent's cheek, and although the sound was loud, it only scratched a few strands of hair, and did not really hurt this handsome and noble face.
Mo Qianqiu raised an eyebrow, used the whip handle to lift Jin Li's chin, and said, "Then you have to accompany me to find him in a few days."
Jin Li frowned hesitantly, and finally nodded.
Luo Jianqing, who is hiding in the distance: "..."
Almost fled, Luo Jianqing fled all the way from the first sea of the demon realm to Taihua Mountain. He subconsciously rushed into Mount Taihua and headed for Yuxiao Peak.
Even after a few days, the impact of that scene on Luo Jianqing was too great.
Although he knew when he was in the extreme north, Jin Li's heart was in Mo Qianqiu's chest for some unknown reason. On the other hand, Jin Li's chest was empty and nothing, only a demon pill, which maintained his breath. Therefore, Jinli's cultivation fell sharply, and even broke the hope that the beast could become an immortal.
But why, again, Jin Li's heart is still in Mo Qianqiu's chest, why are they...
It turned out to be that kind of relationship!
Luo Jianqing suddenly felt that in the last time, he might have been in a hurry and didn't observe anything. He rushed into the Yuxiao Peak in a panic, dashed through dozens of restrictions, and almost staggered through the bamboo forest. As soon as he looked up, he saw two elegant and chic bamboo houses and... One was standing in front of the bamboo house. , looked down at the Venerable in white.
His eyes widened slightly, Luo Jianqing seemed to have a drum beating in his heart, and he stood blankly among the bamboo forests, unable to say a word.
He had seen this scene countless times in the past few years.
At that time, he took Li Xiuchen to the Land of Dreams, and every time he encountered a Dreamland, he would encounter this scene. In the illusion, this man shouted his name over and over, hugged him over and over, and passed the scorching temperature to him over and over again.
But it's all just fantasy.
But now...
"Getting clear."
The cold and indifferent voice sounded softly on Yuxiao Peak, Luo Jianqing raised his head stiffly, and saw a confused self reflected in those slender and clear phoenix eyes. He lost his composure, he started to panic, he even started to get scared.
Luo Jianqing recalled his previous relationship with Xuan Lingzi. He trembled and saluted, his heart was filled with sourness, but his face was respectful, and he said seriously: "Master, disciple... is back. The disciple is still There are some things to think about, I want to go back to the house first, and I will tell you about this outing experience tomorrow."
Luo Jianqing pointed his toes a little, and couldn't wait to go to his bamboo house.
He suddenly understood that even if it all started anew, even if Jiulian, Mo Qing, Cang Ruo all had an excellent ending, even if the way of heaven in this world has been re-established, even monsters can become immortals.
But those people are no longer those people.
Mo Qiu was a direct descendant of the Mo family, but Mo Qianqiu no longer knew him.
He and Xuan Lingzi... are just masters and apprentices. He doesn't know if Xuan Lingzi still likes him, but as long as he is still this person's apprentice, he will be satisfied.
As long as those people are doing well, he doesn't want anything else.
But just as Luo Jianqing was about to fly into the bamboo house, his hand was suddenly pulled.
Luo Jianqing turned his head to look in astonishment, but his arm was pulled forward suddenly and suddenly fell into an arms. The elegant lotus fragrance lingered in the nose, Luo Jianqing's body trembled and did not dare to move, but the man's hand gently wrapped around his waist, and the gentle voice was almost doting, whispering in his ear —
"Jianqing, I'm back."
Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide and looked up at the man. I saw that Xuan Lingzi still had such an indifferent expression, but a pair of eyes were soft and slender, immersed in strong emotions, and Luo Jianqing knew almost at a glance: this is still his silence!
No matter why Xuan Lingzi remembered those, Luo gradually hugged each other tightly, and said hoarsely: "Master." When these two words fell, the young man's voice trembled slightly, and it seemed that there was a little cry. .
Xuan Lingzi kissed Luo Jianqing's face with pity, every kiss was as soft as a feather, as if he was treating the most important treasure in the world. Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes slightly and let the other party kiss like this. When Xuan Lingzi was about to kiss that lip, he slowly stopped and looked down at Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing also looked up at him.
Just a glance, but it seems like a thousand years.
Luo Jianqing grabbed Xuan Lingzi's neck and wanted to kiss him regardless, but at this moment, an arrogant and arrogant voice sounded from the bottom of Taihua Mountain: "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, where is the person? I've come to see you, and I won't let the deity come down!"
Luo Jianqing's body froze, and an impossible answer flashed through his mind.
Xuan Lingzi hugged him even tighter and said, "Ignore him."
Luo Jianqing said without hesitation: "But he is Mo Qianqiu, how could he come here, why did he call me that, is he the same as you... um... "
The scorching hot kiss sealed Luo Jianqing's words, Xuan Lingzi used his arms to hold his beloved into his arms, as if to embed him in flesh and blood. Luo Jianqing threw himself into the kiss wholeheartedly from the initial stun to the later cooperation, filling the hole in his heart with the warmth of being close together.
Under Yuxiao Peak, Mo Qianqiu shouted a few times, but did not wait for a response from the people on the mountain, but waited for some monks in Taihua Mountain.
On Yuxiao Peak, a pair of master and apprentice hugged tightly together, kissed and then went to the bamboo house, no longer interfering with the outside world.
In the clear and cloudless sky, a thick book fell from the sky, as if it was about to hit Yuxiao Peak. However, the book only flew halfway, and was strangled to pieces by an invisible force. That power quietly returned to the way of heaven, but the fragments of the book were swept away by the gust of wind and turned into powder, never to be seen again.
"Seeking Immortal"
I only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.
The author has something to say: [End of text]
Thank you to all the girls for taking care of you during this time.
If some things are not clear, I will say it in the show. In addition, it is obvious that both wet and chirp have memories. As for why, you guess~ XD The villain wrote a little heavy, so Fuwa will write it in the next article. Relax, it's Su Shuangwen in the rebirth entertainment circle, the sweet kind. If girls are interested, you can click on Fuwa's column and save it directly~
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