North Journey

The silkworm moon and mulberry leaves are green, and the willow flowers are white when the warblers are on.

In March of Yangchun, it is the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly and the spring flowers bloom.The Qiyangu group was guided by the disciples of the Yinxian Sect and climbed up the Xiaolian Peak of Taihe Mountain along the mountain road.

This road is not artificially repaired, but is completely formed naturally by vegetation.Therefore, the road is tortuous, and people always feel that if they are not careful, they will get lost in this lush forest.

However, when they bypassed one rock wall after another, the beautiful scenery in front of them made many Qiyan Valley disciples exclaim.

In front of me is a rather open flat land, surrounded by green bamboos swaying.As the breeze blows, there is the sound of rustling bamboo leaves.A clear spring happened to meander through here, and the smooth rocks on the bank were scattered here and there, and some white wild flowers poked their heads out from the rocks, blooming in spring.

Moisturized by streams, the grass is as green as weaving.And on the green grass, there are countless orchids dotted.

At this time, the spring orchids are in full bloom, and the green and light brown orchids are elegant and beautiful.There are also many rare ink orchids that are still in bloom, and their dark purple or pink petals add a bit of color to this green space.

Qiyangu's group arrived earlier than scheduled, so there are still many disciples of Yinxianzong who are busy preparing here.Tables and tables were set up one by one along the flow of the stream, with the fairy grass and spiritual fruit just picked this morning.The blue and white Taoist robes were constantly intertwined and shuttled through it, and the morning fog had not yet cleared at this time, it really felt a bit like a fairy house.

"so beautiful……"

Chu Qin'er bent down to look at the blooming black orchid at her feet. Many literati, dignitaries and dignitaries put the flowers in orchid gardens and flower pots so wantonly growing in the valley. It seems that even the cool and dark fragrance A little bit more intense.Look at those white jade cups and saucers and pear table cases. Although the materials are exquisite and the workmanship is exquisite, the color and texture are neither quiet nor noisy, showing a bit of low-key meaning in the luxury.

Seeing her surprised look, Jiang Minglan pursed her lips and snickered.

Chu Qin'er was confused by her laughter, she could only look at her senior sister suspiciously, not knowing what was ridiculous about her words.

"The Hidden Immortal Sect will only remember that it is still the number one sect in the Taoist sect at this time..."

Jiang Minglan explained to Chu Qin'er with a slight smile.She still remembers the extremely "simple and simple" "main hall" she saw when she visited the Yinxianzong with her master more than 20 years ago.

Although Qiyan Valley does not place much emphasis on material desires, it is probably because there are more female disciples in the valley, and pavilions, towers and pavilions are also built row upon row.

But Yinxianzong is different, probably because the elders in the sect are "informal", and there are not many people who just dig a hole in the mountain and use it as a cave.Later, a few bungalows were built to entertain foreigners. According to her master, in the earliest days, those bungalows were not even comparable to the house lived by a small rich family.

This is also the reason why Yinxianzong always chooses open-air venues for any important ceremonies or activities.

After listening to Jiang Minglan's gossip about the Yinxianzong, Chu Qin'er was dumbfounded.

"Does Priest Changqing also live in a cave?"

"..."

Jiang Minglan thought about this possibility for a while, and then said that the picture was so beautiful that she dared not look at it_(:зゝ∠)_

"Qin'er."

Just as Jiang Minglan and Chu Qin'er looked at each other, a voice that was very familiar to Chu Qin'er appeared in her ears.

"elder brother."

When Chu Qin'er turned her head, she saw Chu Ze standing not far behind her in a well-dressed outfit.

The longing that had been suppressed for four years came to mind at that moment, and she threw herself into Chu Ze's arms without caring about the peers around her who were looking at them curiously.

Chu Ze hugged Chu Qin'er, felt her trembling, softened his brows and eyes, raised his hand, and gently patted her back.

"Brother, I miss you so much..."

"……Me too."

The two hugged each other quietly for a while, before Chu Qin'er came back to her senses, and found that everyone around them was looking at them, and her cheeks blushed a little.

"elder brother."

She straightened up, tidied up her somewhat messy clothes, and stood by Chu Ze's side as she did four years ago.Then, after hesitating for a moment, he secretly held Chu Ze's hand.

Chu Ze couldn't help but chuckled when he saw her looking around to cover her eyes.With the other hand, she straightened her crooked hair accessories,

"Qin'er has grown up too..."

"elder brother."

Chu Qin'er rolled his eyes at him in embarrassment, and then remembered the senior sister who had been forgotten by him.

After she entered Qiyan Valley, the owner of Qiyan Valley unexpectedly accepted her as a closed disciple, and Jiang Minglan, as a senior sister, took good care of her.If she hadn't been personally taught by Gu Master, she probably wouldn't have had the chance to participate in this symposium with her cultivation base.

"Suyin Daoist, long time no see."

Seeing the look in Jiang Minglan's eyes, Chu Ze bowed his hands in salute.

Jiang Minglan looked at this young man who seemed to have been reborn in four years, and returned the same greeting.

"Friend Chu Dao."

Chu Ze glanced at Chu Qin'er beside him,

"Daoist Suyin, I haven't seen my sister-in-law for many years, I wonder if you can let me two talk about the past alone?"

Jiang Minglan looked at Chu Qin'er looking at her eagerly, and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist please."

There was still a period of time before the meeting would start. As the landlord, Chu Ze would naturally have no problem taking Chu Qin'er away.

Chu Zeben just greeted out of politeness. Seeing this, he took Chu Qin'er's hand and prepared to take her back to his cave.

"Brother Changqing (brother)?"

"Brother Changqing (brother)."

At this moment, the disciples of Yinxianzong who were making the final preparations for the symposium suddenly became agitated. Hearing that familiar address, Chu Qin'er couldn't help but stop and look back.

Through the gradually dissipating morning mist, the man came from the upper reaches of the stream, and the wind in the mountains blew his robes. It was obviously the same blue and white Taoist robes as the other disciples, but there was always a kind of aura on him. A charm that is different from others.

When he got closer, he realized that there was still a little black turtle lying on his shoulder. The little turtle yawned very humanely, and pulled the man from the sky to the mortal world.

This person doesn't seem to have changed at all...

Chu Qin'er's face was slightly hot, and she didn't know why she couldn't forget that hug back then.

Because of Chu Qin'er's stop, Chu Ze also turned his head to look at the head teacher who was highly respected and loved in Yinxianzong.

He didn't know whether it was his illusion or what, he felt that the man's eyes seemed to pass through the many disciples who were greeting him and fell directly on him, paused for a few seconds, and then glanced away. After glancing at the disciple of Qiyangu next to him, he looked away.

"Qin'er, let's go."

Seeing the man nodding at the disciples one by one and getting joyful smiles from the disciples of the same generation, Chu Ze inexplicably felt that this scene was a bit dazzling, so he let go of Chu Qin'er's hand and turned around.

"Huh? Oh."

Chu Qin'er hurriedly followed Chu Ze's footsteps, and before the grass behind him completely disappeared, she couldn't help but glance at that person.

Shang Shixu watched Chu Ze's figure disappear behind the rock wall, he didn't care, but entertained the group of Qiyan Valley as the host.

The elders led by Qiyangu had already gone directly to meet with the head teacher of Yinxianzong. The rules of the talk meeting were for juniors to communicate with each other, so Yinxianzong naturally needed Shang Shixu to come forward.

Su Yin and Su Zhen are already quite familiar with Shang Shi Sequence, and the other Qiyangu disciples are obviously also very interested in the existence of Changqing who broke her Tianxin chess game in the mouth of the elder sister.

For a time, the host and guests enjoyed themselves.

Soon, members of the Danya sect also arrived, and the leaders of the younger generation were also their acquaintances—the two Taoist priests, Baopuzi and Zhifeizi.

And some other small sects also came one after another. Even if they knew that their disciples could hardly compare with the favored ones in the Taoist sect, they would not miss such a grand event.

Sunrise breaks dawn, Mao hour has come.

As the nine bells rang, the elders of all factions came hand in hand.A white jade platform emerged from the mountain, and the elders took their seats one by one.And in the next nine days, if there are disciples who want to compete with other Taoist friends, they can also go to this white jade platform to show what they have learned.

Chu Ze and Chu Qin'er had already returned to this place before the start of the symposium.

The two of them sat down separately, and sometimes looked at each other and collided with each other, and then they would look at each other and smile. Obviously, the separation of these four years has not caused any estrangement between the two of them.

"Tao follows nature, nature is not a dead thing, so the Tao is impermanent. The Tao changes in response to events, and it dies when it is spoken... It moves with time, changes in response to things, becomes karma because of time, and combines with things. The sage is immortal and changes with time. is keep...

Doing nothing, teaching without saying... What people like is nothing more than gaining, having, living above, and carrying joy, but the way is not intentional, it is done naturally, but there is great virtue, great possession, and great joy... "

As the host of this symposium, Taoist Priest Xuan Yu, head teacher of the Yinxian Sect, came forward in person to talk about his own way.

Most of the Taoism he said came from the Taoist books that Taoist disciples often read, but he added the personal opinion of an earth immortal, which made many disciples present who had not stepped into the foundation building comprehend a little bit of themselves in a trance. Something never noticed before.

Naturally, the other elders sitting on the stage will not be idle, and sometimes ask some questions or other ideas about the exposition of Taoist Xuanyu, and several people will argue individually or let Taoist Xuanyu explain it in detail alone. Fan, naturally benefited the disciples below a lot.

There are three thousand ways, and different people understand the way differently. The different sects of the Taoist school hold a clear discussion meeting together, and what they want is not to get a unified opinion, but to expand their thinking.Not to mention the juniors, even the elders who participated will often gain some insights after the talk and break through their current realm.

As the only direct disciple of the Yinxian Sect, Shang Shixu naturally sat in the best position. However, he slowly closed his eyes while listening to the discussion on the stage.

"What is the Tao?"

He calmed down and asked himself in his heart.

A light golden light hooked his soul, and he felt that his soul was pulled to a mysterious place.The inexplicable power of light gold and dark gold is like the galaxies that are constantly rotating in the universe, or like a Taoist yin and yang fish, hanging above his head.

"Why do you seek the way?"

A vague figure appeared in front of Shang Shixu, awe-inspiring and peerless, without sadness or joy, aloof from the outside world.

"..."

"Your body is the Tao, and the Dharma follows you when you say it, why do you need to look for it?"

The man didn't mind Shang Shixu's silence, and asked himself.

"Who are you?"

"I am you."

"Who am I?"

"You are me."

"..."

"When the time comes, you will know everything."

The figure approached Shang Shixu and tapped his forehead lightly. Shang Shixu only felt that his soul seemed to be a little heavy at that moment.Something seemed to be sealed, and some kind of power that was originally stored in the body was deprived.However, there was no malice in that person, on the contrary, it brought him a sense of familiarity like Ming Qi's.

No, or it should be said that this figure is more familiar to him than Ming Qi.

The light golden light flourished, the original balance was broken, and the dark golden power above his head was suppressed to the extreme, but he never gave in, and kept shrinking, as if he was trying to explode next time.

At the moment when the two forces fluctuated, Shang Shixu seemed to see a pair of star-like eyes, in which everything in the world was reflected, but nothing could leave a mark on it.

——Because he is lonelier than the sky, and more ruthless than ice and snow.

——This is an existence far more terrifying than Ming Qi.

Shang Shixu's primordial spirit returned to his body, but he was not surprised or frightened by such a sudden existence.Because, that person gave him a feeling of being one.It was like another self, a shadow left by another self who was more complete than the present.

"My way, don't you need to search again..."

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and the aura in his body flowed naturally. Eight parts of the power gathered here poured into his body, and the remaining two parts were absorbed by the basalt on his shoulder.

Building foundations, obtaining medicine, and forming alchemy, the realm of Shang Shixu continued to improve, and did not stop until the edge of self-cultivation.

"what happened?"

The powers of the human and demon races stationed at the mutation places in various places suddenly raised their heads and found that the cracks on the top of their heads seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force, shrinking more than half.

And the terrifying pressure that originally came from the crack disappeared without a trace, leaving only a sense of crisis lingering in their hearts, reminding them that this matter is not over yet.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday the author was knocked down on the bed by the arrival of relatives, so it was not intentional not to update, little angels have to believe that the author is actually very hardworking [Although no matter how hardworking, I did not make daily updates/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

This chapter finally has a plot related to the main line of the whole book, and Ming, the non-existent cp Jun Qi appeared again, although he only has a name, but everyone should not forget him, friends say Ming Qi is so cute!

PS: Although it was said before that the talk will be a literary battle, but since the lazy author has not even read the "Tao Te Ching", let us happily ignore the debate and go straight to the battle.I hope that Rong Yu won't get stuck because he doesn't know how to write fighting scenes_(:зゝ∠)_