Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

There is still some self-control.

But there is still a kind of embarrassment of being dug out of black history.

Seeing that Qingkong has been refusing to answer directly.

He simply called Shuijing communication directly.

Ask Aozora face to face.

Where did I know this, and why did I send it to him all of a sudden.

It's been a long time.

Qingkong on the opposite side slowly connected to the water mirror communication.

An extremely beautiful woman, with a fluttering white dress, standing alone on the ice cliff of a snow mountain.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining warmly.

But there is no way to dispel the coldness of the snow.

Qingkong stood in the snow under the clear sky, with tears in his eyes and a sad face.

And behind her, the edge of the snow mountain ice cliff.

A pine and cypress was evergreen, and large snowflakes were overwhelmed and poured down.

And where the snowflakes pour.

Thousands of miles of graves, nowhere to be bleak.

This scene is so familiar.

Lynch was slightly lost.

He remembered.

It seems that I am in the dream created for Ling Danzi.

There have been similar scene builds.

That was a powerful medicine.

It's like a slap in the face.

Not only did Ling Danzi completely release the obsession in his heart all at once.

After waking up from the dream, he ran to the Lingkong Realm without saying a word, to find his old friend, to tell his heart, and the reconciliation was as good as before.

It even made him enlighten Yuelao and enter the fantasy bubble.

But, that was a dream.

In reality, Ling Danzi and his wife are now you and me, good honey mixed with oil.

He was still thinking.

Qingkong stood in the snow, in front of the lonely grave.

Holding stacks of poems written in elegant handwriting in his hand, he read aloud with red eyes.

"It's nothing to do with Fengyue, I'll wait for your reply."

"If you hang the pen, there will be thousands of waves on the shore."

"How can you understand the word love, and how can you write it wrong?"

"This song is not sung like that."

Lynch interrupted.

He already had some bad premonition.

But after the interruption, he didn't continue to sing, but quietly watched Qing Kong turn the next page.

Pages of familiar words and phrases.

Let Lynch understand where the news that Qingkong sent him just now came from.

Unconsciously, he was in a daze, and finally recognized the beautiful handwriting on the paper.

"These are all written by Junior Sister Qingxue."

"Blue Sky."

"You went to see Junior Sister Qingxue."

He sighed softly, holding a little hope.

"I didn't expect that you could become friends with Junior Sister Qingxue."

"I went to see her on purpose."

"correct."

"Where is Junior Sister Qingxue?"

"It's been a long time since I saw her."

"Is she okay?"

Qing Kong didn't answer, just read the words on the paper aloud.

"After many years, it should be a good time for a good time."

"There are thousands of styles, so who can I tell?"

She read the ancient poems aloud.

Then, under Lynch's expectant gaze, he said lightly.

"She's dead."

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Chapter 245

"The way of golden core."

"It is necessary to extract and refine the qi of yin and yang, life and death, and the five elements."

"The exterior scene is natural, and the interior contains heaven and earth."

"The key is nothing more than the word balance."

"Balance yin and yang, then yin and yang will complement each other, Hunyuan Taiji, one life two, two beget three, three beget all things."

"Balancing life and death, you can transcend the world with a mortal heart, transcend the world, be fearless and fearless."

"As for the balance of the five elements, the foundation of the heaven and earth is also the foundation of the golden core!"

……

clang clang clang.

In the dark starry sky, there is a loud sound, and the elephant is invisible.

A cluster of apricot-yellow nebulae entrenched in the void of the starry sky.

Huanghuanghaohao, like a majestic apricot yellow canopy with no limit.

It is full of vitality, like a great and incredible sacred ginkgo tree.

There is the sound of preaching that is so high above the nine heavens, accompanied by the sound of golden bells and jade zithers, it is endless.

Every word is pearls and thought-provoking.

Impressively, he is talking about the way of Jindan practice.

This is where the Yinlan Starfield Star Academy is located.

The famous Xinghuang Dojo.

suddenly.

Another golden bell struck.

With a smile on his lips, the preacher spoke to the golden elixir who sat cross-legged in the ashram and listened to the lecture.

"That's the end of this sermon."

"My next sermon will be in 20 years."

When the words fall, get up.

All the golden elixirs sitting cross-legged in the dojo and listening to the lecture respectfully stood up and bowed their heads one after another, "Respectfully send off the venerable."

Congratulations to the venerable who preached.

Jian Wuming couldn't help but sigh and said to the fellow daoists beside him.

"Pity."

"Honor Pan Ya's next sermon will be 20 years later."

"But we have no chance to listen to His Holiness' teachings again."

"Yes."

The fellow Taoist next to him nodded slightly.

"Counting it all together, you and I have less than ten years left to practice in the Star Academy."

"I don't know if there is still a chance to wait for other venerables to give lectures."

Before Jian Wuming answered, there was a human being next to him.

"There should be no chance."

"According to past practice."

"During the sixty years of my newly promoted Jindan's cultivation in the Star Academy, I usually have three opportunities for the Venerable to give public lectures."

"But our class was unlucky."

"Because that person defected."

"As a result, the Star Academy has been in turmoil for more than 20 years."

"You and I also missed an opportunity to listen to the lecture."

"Ugh."

"When I leave the Star Academy when I turn back, I will be assigned to the practice world."

"I want to listen to the preaching of the Almighty Venerable, but I don't know when it is."

Everyone sighed.

You must know that the preaching of the Almighty Venerable is not just for preaching and dispelling doubts for them.

There is also a large amount of Star Institute resources poured into it.

For example, the futon they sit cross-legged on.

It is woven with the addition of enlightenment leaves.

It has the effect of enlightenment and meditation.

In addition, the golden bell and jade qin used by the venerables when preaching are also extraordinary.

It also has the effects of enlightenment and peace of mind.

It can be said that for almost most of the Golden Core cultivators in the Celestial Universe.

The Jiazi years of cultivating in the Star Academy will be the fastest and best time for them to practice in their long cultivation career in the Golden Core Realm.

No less than the so-called adventure.

But a pity.

Such a good day is coming to an end.

Jian Wuming sighed unconsciously.

Before he knew it, he had been promoted to Jindan, and he had come to the Star Academy to practice for more than 50 years.