Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

The place where the immortals fall is the only entrance to the evil realm of the fallen immortals.

It is a river estuary cliff, with a magnificent black water waterfall flowing, the water color is like ink and deep red, exuding a fishy and sweet smell, like a river full of black blood.

Lou Jia hated it so much that he covered himself with another layer of spiritual barriers, and even gave Bu Qingyun a look.

Bu Qingyun smiled helplessly, and raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose. The silver chain on his wrist swayed with the movement. The other evil cultivators had been watching them secretly, and now they couldn't help but look at the two of them.

On that day, Bu Qingyun brought Loujia into the Chaos Valley, and the appearance of Yinlian Locker was spread. Guzhong Xixiu speculated about the love and hatred between the two, and there were many speculations about sadomasochism. Today, after watching it, Bu Qingyun was quite indulgent to this orthodox monk, and his affectionate appearance seemed not as exciting as the rumors.

The Immortal Fall is guarded like the entrance of the Chaos Valley, and there are quite a few gatekeepers, and it is different from the idleness at the entrance of the Chaos Valley. The gatekeepers of the Immortal Fall are similar to the mortal city guards. They come from the various sects in the Fallen Immortal Evil Realm, and they are not from the same sect, but they have to obey orders when they arrive at the Fallen Immortal Realm, and their shifts are changed in an orderly manner. The solemn and rigorous scene is very intimidating.

All the cultivators showed their invitation jade plaques as promised, and passed them one by one.Lou Jia and Qiongqi didn't have jade tokens, but the gatekeepers had obviously been ordered. Bu Qingyun said they came with him, and the gatekeepers didn't ask any more questions, just letting them pass.

Except for the Three Evil Sages and the Scarlet Owl Evil Monarch, the rest of the evil cultivators were amazed. They did not expect Bu Qingyun to have such face in the Fallen Immortal Evil Realm.

After passing the place where the immortal falls, you enter the first-line life.

A line of sky is similar to the scenery called "a line of sky" in the world. It is a crack in a mountain peak caused by a change in landform, or a narrow gap between two peaks. People pass through it and can only see a line of sky in the gap. It is called "One Line of Sky", and many famous mountains and rivers have such a scene.

Yixian Shengtian in the Fallen Immortal Evil Realm is much more sinister.

Before entering the Yixianshengtian, you can't see your fingers, and the thick black fog covers the sky. After entering the Yixianshengtian, there is a bright day above your head, but the monk can only vaguely see the whole body.

Obstruction of the line of sight is the next thing. In the sky, there is a magic circle that restrains the cultivation. When the monk enters, the pressure will be doubled. The black mist that was originally weightless will become thick and thick. The heavier the black fog, the more difficult it is to breathe and move forward.

If a monk chooses not to cultivate and walk through the first line of life, it will only be a bit more difficult, and it will not have other effects on the monk, and there will be no damage after passing through.

But if you use your skills to be on guard, or if you want to drive through the magic weapon quickly, the black mist will surround you, making it difficult to move an inch, and the magic circle will rotate accordingly, absorbing the cultivation base of the monks, and the monks with higher cultivation bases!The more you get absorbed.

The Immortal Falling Place is the only entrance to the Fallen Immortal Evil Realm, that is to say, anyone who wants to enter the Fallen Immortal Evil Realm must pass through the first line of life.No matter how high the cultivator is, facing the first line of life, he must carefully weigh whether to give up self-protection and pass through without any precautions, or leave a line of defense and lose his cultivation base in exchange for faster passage.

All the cultivators in the Chaos Valley chose to walk on foot. After entering the first line of life, the black fog really became very thick. All the evil cultivators have experienced blood and rain. They subconsciously want to use their skills to protect themselves, so they can only force themselves to suppress their thoughts. Enduring the uneasiness in his heart, he tried his best to lighten his steps and walk faster.

Once people are in the dark, it is easy to lose control of time.

Lou Jia and Bu Qingyun came in sitting on the back of Qiongqi, which was easier than other evil cultivators. Qiongqi is still a four-legged monster, and his speed is much faster than that of monks, but even so, Lou Jia still felt the way ahead. The boundless, obviously has been walking for a long time, but still can't reach the end, which makes people feel anxious.

At this time, they heard some evil cultivators not far behind, could not help complaining: "How long will we go!"

In the dark, the evil cultivators tried their best not to make a sound, so as to prevent being attacked by people listening to their positions. Some monks couldn't help but make a sound, and all the cultivators realized that something was wrong.

Lou Jia was surprised: "How can there be monks who can keep up with us?"

The rest of the evil cultivators were also secretly startled, Bu Qingyun said with a smile: "From this point of view, Yi Yi Sheng Tian is probably not a real place, but an illusion. We came in at the same time, so we don't need to use our cultivation, maybe we are going out at the same time."

Qiongqi was very dissatisfied and groaned.

After hearing Bu Qingyun's guess, the rest of the evil cultivators felt that it made sense, and they all relaxed and stopped rushing.

Thinking about how long he would have to walk in this pitch black mist, Lou Jia was depressed, paralyzed in Bu Qingyun's arms behind him, and complained: "Boring."

"Then I'll tell you a story?" Bu Qingyun hugged him tightly and comforted him.

Lou Jia didn't know what he wanted to do, so he asked, "What story do you want to tell?"

Bu Qingyun smiled lowly, "I'll tell you a story about the great white snake."

Big white snake?

The chief evil cultivator only heard Bu Qingyun cry out in pain, and then begged for mercy: "Let go, it's really the story of the big white snake, I won't deceive you."

"Say it", Lou Jia let go of his hand, his words sounded like a warning, and he even snorted, let's listen to what the big fool is going to say.

So Bu Qingyun began to tell the story leisurely, and the rest of the evil cultivators were bored and listened in silence. The story Bu Qingyun told was not weird, and several human cultivators had heard it before when they were in the world, and it was Qiantang White Snake Empress story?

But Bu Qingyun is quite eloquent, and he told the familiar stories fascinatingly, not to mention Lou Jia who has never heard of this story, in the end, when Bu Qingyun mentioned the Leifeng Pagoda of White Snake Yongzhen, Lou Jia was anxious and asked: "Yes! Woolen cloth?"

"Then," Bu Qingyun pretended to be mysterious, "It is said that Goddess Guanyin showed great mercy and released the white snake to allow her family to reunite. It is also said that many years later, she and Xu Xian's son won the first prize in high school, and filial piety moved the sky, so that the white snake escaped from the tower. What comes out is, in short, a complete story."

Lou Jia didn't speak after listening, he didn't know what he was thinking.

It has been more than a thousand years since Bodhi Bodhi and the epiphany ascended to the realm of self-cultivation. They have never even heard of the origin of the white snake story. At this time, like Lou Jia, it is the first time they heard about it. They heard that Taoist priests failed to collect the white snake but were injured, but Master Fahai succeeded in killing the white snake. Standing under the Leifeng Pagoda, Zhan Bodhi said "Amitabha" in a seemingly authentic way, but the epiphyte son was dissatisfied and asked, "Why didn't the Taoist accept the snake demon in this story?"

Zhan Bodhi opened his mouth with a soft smile, but his words were not pleasant: "Stories are just stories, so why worry about it, besides, you are an evil way, how can you take the credit for subjugating demons?"

"The demon monk talks too much." Epiphytic Son has worked with Zhan Bodhi for many years, and he is too aware of his yin and yang words, so he immediately blocked him, "I am asking a storyteller."

Xiang Xie frowned and reminded: "Don't fight over a story."

Bu Qingyun said at this time: "The story of the white snake has been passed down among the people for thousands of years. The versions are different, and the sequence is unreliable. Some Taoist priests and eminent monks collected the snake demon. Sometimes the east wind and sometimes the west wind. , Folk Buddhism prospered, and the story of the White Snake was also finalized. It is said that Master Fa Hai suppressed the White Snake under the Leifeng Pagoda. In the final analysis, it is a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism."

The epiphyte sneered, and said coldly: "The legend of stealing people is really a trick of a bald donkey."

Not to be outdone, Zhan Bodhi said with a smile: "Since it is said that it is a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, who is cleaner than the other? If you don't snatch it, you will appear innocent?"

"You!" the epiphyte said angrily.

Before Zhan Bodhi could answer, Xiang Xie Shengjun shouted angrily: "Enough! What jokes are you making!"

The two stopped talking, Xiangxie Shengjun asked in the direction of Bu Qingyun's voice: "I don't know what is the meaning of this story that monk Bu told me?"

Bu Qingyun's voice was very surprised: "Profound meaning? I'm going to tell stories to the Taoist couple to relieve boredom. I didn't expect you to be interested. Where does the deep meaning come from?"

Indeed, Bu Qingyun told the story to the orthodox monk at the beginning, they were eavesdropping openly, and they quarreled, and Bu Qingyun couldn't be blamed, like the evil sage, he was depressed, but he had nothing to do with Bu Qingyun.

Lou Jia came back to his senses at this moment and asked Bu Qingyun: "Then what is the truth?"

Bu Qingyun smiled and replied: "If it becomes a legend, no one cares about the truth. Except for the white snake, no one knows the truth. Of course I don't know either."

"If Buddhism and Taoism don't rob, the legend is still the same as it started, maybe we can know", Lou Jia thought so, and complained to Buddhism and Taoism!heart of.

"Buddha does not rob, Taoism does not rob, Confucianism will rob, the legend of the white snake may become the story of the emperor, an upright official or a general enlightening the snake demon", Bu Qingyun said slowly, "Stories and legends can be made up. It is to educate people's hearts, and the story will change accordingly to the kind of people you want to educate."

Lou Jia, who was not deeply involved in both the mortal world and the world of cultivation, didn't like hearing this, but when he heard it from the ears of other evil cultivators, especially Bodhi and the epiphyte, they all had some calculations in their hearts.

Suddenly, the sky brightened in front of my eyes, and looking back, there was already a glimmer of life.

There are quite a few evil cultivators in Chaos Valley, as expected by Bu Qingyun.

All the evil cultivators looked at Bu Qingyun who was chatting and laughing with Lou Jia with complicated eyes, and they all wanted to know, who is he?

At this time, Bu Qingyun was not as comfortable as all the evil cultivators thought. After hearing the story just now, Lou Jia didn't know what to think, and suddenly became suspicious, grabbed Bu Qingyun and asked: "You didn't come to me for some kind of favor, did you?" ?”

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"Of course not", Bu Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry, "Why do you think so?"

Lou Jia narrowed his eyes to look at him, and said with a warning: "It's better not, if I find out that this is the case, you will be finished."

Bu Qingyun smiled and asked, "Oh? Even if I came here to repay a favor, why do you hate it so much?"

"I just can't do it," Lou Jia looked straight into Bu Qingyun's eyes, with a paranoia that couldn't be ignored in his words, "If you are repaying your kindness for some past life, or some merits of Buddhism and Taoism... I just want to hate you."

Bu Qingyun sighed and held his hand, and asked again: "Hate me? Then what will you do?"

"Kill you." Seeing that Bu Qingyun did not refute, Lou Jia imagined such a possibility, and his body was rarely filled with evil spirits, "Even if I don't want to, I will kill you, I will never forgive you, don't die endlessly!"

Seeing that Lou Jia was really angry, Bu Qingyun pulled him closer, put his arms around him, and said sincerely: "I won't let you hate me."

"What do you mean?" Lou Jia didn't let him be confused.

Bu Qingyun looked back at Lou Jia's clear eyes, and said directly: "It means that there is no repayment from the previous life, and no merit of crossing the demon. I came here for you. Do you believe me?"

Lou Jia thought about it and said, "I don't believe it."

Suddenly, Bu Qingyun looked melancholy and heartbroken.

Lou Jia snickered in his heart, pulled the silver chain with a straight face, "Stop acting, let's go!"

The evil cultivators who followed the two closely were in mixed feelings. They never expected that these two would flirt regardless of the time, place and occasion.

Not long after, everyone in Chaos Valley came to the place where the "Dao Extermination Conference" was held, Wangui Cave.

Lou Jia asked Bu Qingyun in a low voice: "Isn't this the name I learned from Wanfo Cave?"