Eternal Tranquility

On the vast sea of ​​clouds in Qingming, there are many such places suitable for monks to practice, and they are divided into nine levels based on the size of the area, the number of spiritual objects, etc., which are somewhat similar to the Cave Heaven Paradise, but are divided into more detailed levels.

As one of the five largest forces in Qingming, the Danxia Realm where Haoshengyuan is located is classified as a third-level fairyland. Within its territory, there are green mountains and jade, silver and stone, rivers and streams of vermilion, orchids and osmanthus, and some places have auras of aura. The intensity is not inferior to that of the Great Cave Heaven Paradise.

This made Liu Qinghuan, who had just arrived, sigh secretly: So this is why so many monks have sharpened their heads and want to enter Jiutian Qingming.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of such a favorable cultivation environment!

"Danxia Realm is actually only a third-grade fairy land?" Liu Qinghuan asked: "Aren't the second-grade and first-grade fairy lands with spiritual energy as rich as water?"

They had just gotten off the boat. After a long journey of more than three months and passing through several teleportation circles, they finally arrived at the Danxia Realm.

Lan Yi smiled and said: "It's not that strong. Most places in my Qing Ming are also very ordinary. It's just that the spiritual energy is stronger in some sects or big clans."

After a pause, he continued: "Some large realms restrict entry and exit. For example, in my Danxia realm, you must have a pass to enter."

Liu Qinghuan nodded in understanding. The monopoly of cultivation resources was the same everywhere. The most difficult situation was always for the powerless casual cultivators.

"So, if you want to go to Jiutian Yunxiao, you also need a pass?"

At this time, the two of them were standing on the top of the hill, not far away was a huge fairy city. Su Xian had left first after coldly greeting Liu Qinghuan.

Lan Yi pointed to a large area to the east shrouded in mist: "That's my Haosheng Garden over there. Fellow Taoist, would you like to go back with me and take a rest first, or go into the city for a stroll?"

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while: "Let's go to the city first... I wonder if there is a place to get an identity plate here? Since I came to Qingming, I am still a black man with nothing."

Lan Yi laughed and said, "It's easy, I'll take you there."

The two of them walked into the city together, and Liu Qinghuan asked: "Fellow Daoist Lan, when do you plan to go down to the next world, and take over the Palace of Eternal Life on the other side of the Wanhu Realm?"

"No." Lan Yi said: "This trip is just a routine inspection. We will not only go to the Wanhu Realm, but also several other interfaces. Speaking of this, I would also like to thank you for providing so much information about the interfaces below. ”

He sighed: "Don't think that I, Qing Ming, are superior. In fact, many people are like me and have never left the Qing Ming realm in their lives. Although they know some information about the lower realm, there will be some deviations after being relayed by many people. "

Liu Qinghuan said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist is too modest, no matter how much deviation, there is a limit. As for me, I just go to more places than the average person, so why should you thank me, not to mention that I still have something to trouble you."

Lan Yi was a little surprised and said: "What's the matter?"

When they were on the road before, the two of them often sat together and chatted. Since they both practiced orthodox Taoism, they had a lot of fun communicating with each other. Liu Qinghuan also revealed some of his true origins. For example, he came from a small interface that had been separated from Wanhujie for many years and was found again.

Because he left so suddenly that year, he didn't even have the chance to witness Yun Mengze's return to Wanhu Realm. Therefore, even though he had received a cross-border communication talisman from Mu Yinyin not long ago, he still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Mu Yinyin would most likely hide some difficulties or difficulties in order to reassure him, and only report the good news but not the bad.

After pondering for a moment, Liu Qinghuan said slowly: "I have a little merciless request. Fellow Taoist Lan is of noble status. I hope that after you go to Wanhu Realm, if you encounter anything related to me, Yun Mengze, I hope you will take more care of me." , but I hope you can help me with a word or two at some point.”

"What's so difficult about this!" Lan Yi waved his hand and said, "As long as I can help, I will definitely lend a hand."

Liu Qinghuan showed a relaxed expression, smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

Because Lan Yi was leading the way, it didn't take much effort to handle things like travel orders and identity tokens. Even the two of them just sat in a small hall decorated with comfort and luxury for a while, and everything was already taken care of and delivered to them. In the hands of Liu Qinghuan.

"Ling Xiaotian has a special status in Qingming." Lan Yi handed him a small golden order inlaid with silver patterns: "Only monks above the empty level are allowed to enter there, while Jiutian Yunxiao is located in If you want to enter the northern highland of Ling Xiaotian, you must donate one skill of local level or above or ten books of human level or above."

Liu Qinghuan had seen these regulations in the "Qing Ming Zhou Tian Zhi" given by Chong Lou, and was not surprised at this time. He only sighed: "No wonder it is said that the nine sky clouds contain countless classics from heaven and earth. It turns out that That’s how it came about.”

Lan Yi followed with a smile and said: "There are indeed a lot of books there, and I probably won't be able to read them all in my lifetime. But if you want to go to Sangushan, just donating classics is not enough."

Liu Qinghuan hesitated: "I heard that Sangu Mountain really hangs in the sky?"

"That's right." Lan Yi said: "Those three mountains are Hanging Mountains, the land of all dharma. There are densely covered dojos and fighting platforms on them. The real treasures and secrets are also hidden in the mountains. It requires extremely harsh conditions to see them. ”

Although Liu Qinghuan was eager for this, he was just a little regretful that he couldn't see it. Anyway, he is not the one who really wants to go to Sangushan. Let the golden puppet think about these issues by himself.

After staying in Danxia Realm for a few more days, Liu Qinghuan declined Lan Yi's kind offer to stay and borrowed the internal magic circle of Haoshengyuan to teleport to Lingxiaotian.

The sky is close to the sky for nine days, and the mountains are connected to the sea.

The white clouds look back and merge, and the green mist comes in to see nothing.

The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshine are different.

If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water.

Lingxiaotian is not as beautiful as the Danxia realm, but has a majestic atmosphere. The mountains and ridges stand thousands of feet side by side, like ferocious beasts and strange ghosts, and they are eager to attack people. The falcons living on the mountains will startle when they hear the sound of people. In the sky, there is an old man coughing and laughing in the valley, which may be called a stork.

What is even more eye-catching are the three majestic mountains hanging in mid-air on the northern highlands. Yunfeng Cuiwei and Jiange cross it. They open in the middle against the blue sky, and the Milky Way flows straight down. It is breathtaking.

Liu Qinghuan brushed down his sleeves, walked slowly towards the towering city gate in front, and glanced to his side: "Xue Yi, do you have a traffic order?"

The golden puppet, that is, Xue Yi, was now wrapped in a large black clothes and wearing a silk hat. His face was invisible, but his tone was quite exciting: "Don't talk nonsense, the last time I came to Ling Xiaotian, You are still in your mother’s womb!”

Liu Qinghuan chuckled lightly, not caring about his tone, and said: "We have agreed beforehand that after entering Lingxiao Heaven, you and I will do our own thing. You try to be more careful and don't be found wrong."

The sky is close to the sky for nine days, and the mountains are connected to the sea. The white clouds look back and merge together, and the green mist comes in to see nothing... - From Wang Wei's "Zhongnan Mountain", the first line of the original poem is "Taiyi is near the capital of heaven". Don't be surprised if it has been changed to fit this article.

The mountains and ridges stand thousands of feet side by side, like ferocious beasts and strange ghosts... or this is called a stork and crane - from Su Shi's "Shizhong Mountain Records".

I've been adjusting my work and rest schedule recently, but it's getting messier and messier, so now I've decided to just let it be, don't adjust it anymore, and just stick to the same schedule as before.