soul repair

Qin Weiming, the deacon of the reception hall, is a man in his 30s who doesn't talk much.He stood at the door, having nothing to do, and said to the stone knocking beside him, "How is your practice recently?"

The sound of stone knocking is always a smile: "It's okay."

After the two finished this sentence, they were speechless. Not long after, Qin Weiming asked again: "How is your brother's health? Has he been feeling better recently?"

"Thank you, Deacon Qin, for your concern. My spirit is a little better, but I still have to rely on the elixir from time to time." Shi Knock looked at the dusty yard, and didn't continue to say, "Come out."

Guan Ying came out of the courtyard, her eyebrows raised, and she said with a happy face: "Two deacons, the old palace master has let me enter the palace."

Qin Weiming asked: "What name did you take? Which palace did you enter?"

"The old palace lord said that the spirit of beauty comes from Dao, so he named me Lingdao. As for which palace to go to, I didn't say anything." After speaking, I was a little curious, "How many palaces are there in Shangqing?"

Qin Weiming frowned and said nothing, Shi Knock quietly pulled Guan Lingdao's hand, and three faint ink marks appeared on the palm of his hand.Shi Knocking took a look at Qin Weiming, who nodded and said, "As expected, Muzhe Palace."

Guan Lingdao saw that the two of them pursed their lips and smiled, but he seemed to be an outsider who didn't understand anything, so he also smiled awkwardly, and asked with a frown, "What are the two deacons laughing at?"

Qin Weiming said: "I still have something to do today. Deacon Shi is familiar with the Twelve Peaks, so I will take you to meet the three Palace Masters."

Shi Knocking has always known how lazy Qin Weiming is. This person has a very easy-going personality, doesn't take anything too seriously, and has a good attitude towards him, but he just doesn't do any work.The stone knocking sound said to Guan Lingdao: "Come with me, I will take you around the Shangqing Palace today."

While talking, the two had left the Sleepless Mountain, flying slowly in the air, with a panoramic view of the Twelve Peaks of the Shangqing.The westernmost one is the snow ridge that welcomes guests, and beside it stand two peaks, which rise straight up and soar into the clouds.

The stone knocking sound pointed to the two peaks and said: "There are three palaces in the Shangqing. These two peaks live in the Congyuan Palace and the Weiming Palace respectively. The Twelve Peaks in the Shangqing are also called the Three Mountains, and these three mountains refer to Xueling. , Congyuan and Weiming. When you look across the Luohe River, you can only see these three peaks, and the rest of the peaks are covered by them."

Guan Lingdao looked at the endless seven or eight peaks behind him. From just now, he felt that there were not many people, lonely and desolate, and he couldn't help asking: "Since there are only three palaces, aren't the mountains behind them barren?" Inhabited, uninhabited?"

"That's right, no one lives there right now." Shi Knocking sound seemed to think of something, and said, "There are certain rules, so don't run to the next few peaks if you have nothing to do."

Guan Lingdao nodded, and asked again: "You said that those mountain peaks are not inhabited now, but were they inhabited before?"

"The Shangqing is divided into the former Shangqing and the rear Shangqing. The mountains behind the former Shangqing were once inhabited hundreds of years ago. But the latter Shangqing is only 80 years old. Now there are few people, so no one lives there." Seeing that Guan Lingdao still wanted to hear it, he said, "The history of the previous Shangqing was a bit confusing, and I only found out after reading ancient books in the Cangjing Pavilion. The Shangqing version had twelve palaces, which were silent many years ago. During the years of war in the Northern Dynasties, there were countless casualties, grievances were full, and the aura of beauty was sluggish. The world of cultivating immortals was unable to practice, so they had to intervene. As a result, various sects and sects fought with grievances and personal enmity, which made things worse. Then At that time, the corpses of immortal cultivators were mixed with the corpses of mortals, piled up into a mountain, and the world was in bleakness. At this time, the Twelve Palaces of the Shangqing Dynasty suddenly captured several important figures of the sect and forced them to make a covenant. No more melee. Before, no one knew that the Shangqing Twelve Palaces were so powerful. After this incident, all the factions in the Central Plains bowed their heads and bowed their heads. At that time, the Shangqing Palace had the same status as the Red Sandalwood Palace now."

"What happened later?" Guan Lingdao was deeply interested, "Why did the good ones suddenly disappear?"

Shi Knocking Sound was also very interested in talking, but at this moment he suddenly lost interest and said: "I don't know, they just died like this. No one knows why, they all died overnight."

Guan Lingdao looked at him motionless, and said with a stone knock, "I want to know the truth of what happened back then more than you do, but there is no book about it, and there is nothing handed down from outside the Shangqing palace."

"Is this hundreds of years ago?"

"That's right." Shi Knocking said with a slight smile, "Many years later, an old Taoist who lived away from the world passed by here. By chance, he fell into the Twelve Peaks of the Shangqing from a gap in the formation. He saw that there was no one there. , the scenery is so beautiful, so I stayed here and set the rules, only accepting practitioners who have the predestined relationship to enter."

As he spoke, he looked at Guan Lingdao and said solemnly: "This old man is Taoist Sanchen. What I just said is the history of Shangqing Palace."

While talking, the two had already arrived at the reception hall in Xueling, Shi Knocking took out the student book and entered it for him, and read softly: "Guan Lingdao, born in the seventh year of the 390th thousand [-]th year of the immortal calendar, lived in Muzhe Palace. "

After finishing speaking, Shi Knocking took clothes from the cabinet and handed them to him, two sets of black and two sets of apricot: "These are the clothes worn by disciples of the Qing Dynasty. They wear apricot in spring and summer, and black in autumn and winter. There is a The bathing place, wash and change."

Guan Lingdao looked at the warm apricot shirt and said in dissatisfaction, "Is this color worn by men?!"

Shi Knock nodded and took out a book: "The door has rules, if you don't like it, you can be promoted to be a deacon. At that time, you will wear the same clothes as me."

Guan Lingdao was speechless, and reluctantly took the clothes and left.After a while, there was the sound of rushing water from the back of the room.The sound of the stone knocking on the book was concentrated on reading, and the sound of the water stopped unconsciously. In an instant, his shoulders were slightly wet, and a wet head appeared beside him: "You read so fast, can you remember it?"

Shi Knock turned to look at him.What Guan Lingdao was wearing now was the apricot-colored clothes of the lower-level disciples of the Shangqing Palace.This color looked soft on other people, but Guan Lingdao was well dressed, and he didn't look feminine either.

Shi knocked the book away: "I remember it."

Guan Lingdao snatched the book over with a smile: "I don't believe it, I'll test you." As he spoke, he turned the book to one side: "When did the No. 13 emperors of the Southern Dynasties die? How many people accompanied them at that time? "

Shi knocked his voice calmly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said every word correctly.

Guan Lingdao raised his eyebrows: "How many ministers are waiting outside the door? Who are they?"

The stone knocking sound said the names of those people.

Guan Lingdao felt unwilling: "When he died, he issued an imperial edict, with a total of about a hundred words, and recited every single word of the edict."

The stone knocked and recited the edict.

Guan Lingdao was really tongue-tied at this moment, desperately flipping through two pages: "When he died, there was a plum blossom on the table, what color was that bottle?"

"There is light blue in the white." Seeing that he was speechless, Shi Knocking said with a slight smile, "I remember things better than others."

This can be considered "stronger", then everyone else will become an idiot.

Guan Lingdao really didn't dare to look down on him anymore. Seeing his stupid look, Shi Knocking smiled and said, "What's it like memorizing things? Even if I have cultivation, I can't protect myself."

"What do you mean? Why do you say you can't protect yourself?"

Shi Knock said embarrassingly: "I'm a literary cultivator, no matter how high my cultivation is, I can't use my aura like you."

Guan Lingdao was startled for a moment, and immediately looked at him as if he were looking at a rare animal.It turned out that he was Wenxiu!This kind of immortal cultivator is extremely rare. He does not need to practice martial arts or meditate. He can absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and improve his cultivation base just by reading books.It's a pity that even if he cultivates to become an immortal, he still only knows how to read books.

In other words, this is a scholar from the world of cultivating immortals.

Guan Lingdao looked up and down at him strangely, the corners of Shi Knocking's mouth twitched, he stood up and said, "It's getting late, let's go see some Palace Masters."