My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

After a few more days, Jing Yue finally arrived at the Temple of the Three Realms. At this time, the news about the Four Elephants Villa had spread widely. When the young monk of the Temple of the Three Realms saw him, he hurriedly took him to see Kong Miao.

When Jingyue handed over Jingwu's relic and wooden tablet to Kong Miao, Kong Miao let out a long sigh.

"He entered the temple at the age of seven, and it has been so many years in a blink of an eye. I still remember that Jingwu was sent by his parents. At that time, he was seriously ill, and there was no cure for him. Because of fate, Jing Wu became a monk. Originally, they only wanted Jing Wu to stay in the temple for ten years, but after ten years, Jing Wu didn't want to leave..."

Kong Miao sighed, and called a young monk to lead Jing Yue to the bodhi wall of his heart.

As soon as Jing Yue went out, he heard Kong Miao's low voice chanting sutras.

He suddenly remembered Jingwu's common name Yishun. Most of the people who chose the name hoped that Jingwu's life would be smooth, but unfortunately, once he embarked on the road of cultivation, how could it be smooth?

Bodhi's heart wall is still the same as I saw last time, and many monks look at the wall and enter meditation.

Jing Yue looked at his own reflection on the stone wall, thinking that he had built a foundation here many years ago, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

He collected himself and closed his eyes.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and he smelled the fragrance of potpourri.

On Baiwu Peak, there are auspicious red everywhere.

Jing Yue was dressed in a wedding gown, and was receiving congratulations from the guests.

Yiye half cried and half laughed, choked up and said, "I never expected to see Master's knot ceremony in my lifetime. Disciple, I... have nothing to give, I just collected this box of treasures for Master... ...see details."

Jing Yue scanned it with his spiritual sense, and saw that the box was full of jade articles, but each piece of jade article could not be described, and belonged to the category that would be blocked by words once described.

He took a deep breath and really wanted to hit someone, but it was a happy day anyway, so he endured it.

Liu Feng also stepped forward and said: "Our Cold Cloud Sect has held the ceremony for the first time in more than [-] years. The disciples are really happy for the master. I hereby present a book of double cultivation, please accept it."

Jing Yue: "..."

With a flick of his sleeves, he directly locked several people outside the hall.

But he can still hear the voice of the unfilial disciple——

"Patriarch is really in a hurry." This is Liufeng.

"It's understandable, a spring night is worth a thousand gold." This is Yiye.

"After two lifetimes, I finally met the person I like, and it's not easy for the patriarch..." This is Liu Yun.

Jing Yue quickened his pace, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't know where he was going, so he just subconsciously walked towards the inner hall.

The blue phoenix on the top of the head is also very happy today, with a red flower tied on its head, it said happily: "Jingjing, Jiji wants to publish a book for you, it is called "Notes on the Daily Life of the Ancestors", and I will record it for you. Sex, do you think it’s okay? Jiji’s literary talent is superb!”

Jing Yue pretended not to hear, he left Lan Feng outside the hall, and pushed open the door of the inner hall.

Red gauze is hung everywhere, and the wind blows, and the gauze is lifted layer by layer, like a red wave.

Behind the veil, there is a wooden bed, and a person is sitting on the edge of the bed, with a hi-gai covering his head.

Jing Yue's heart jumped wildly, a little nervous, but also kind of indescribable anticipation.

He slowly approached each other, carefully lifting the hijab.

Then, he saw a pair of eyes hidden in the cold night, with his reflection in them, reflecting his panic at this moment!

"puff--"

In front of Bodhi Zhao's heart wall, Jing Yue spat out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped his mouth and couldn't believe what he saw!

The surrounding monks were also stunned. It was the first time they saw someone vomiting blood while watching the wall. The ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect was really extraordinary!

Jing Yue left in a daze, and before he left, he met Kong Miao again, who said with concern: "Old Ancestor, I heard that you..."

"It's okay!" Jing Yue immediately said, "Don't worry, I won't borrow money again in the future, and I don't need you to pay for mental damage."

After all, he floated out of the Three Realms Temple like a ghost.

Looking at the towers in Ducheng, Jingyue fell into confusion. He came to Bodhi to shine on the heart wall in order to find clues about the abnormal behavior of the devil, but why...

Why……

No, I can't think about it anymore.

Jing Yue calmed down and tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts, as if everything was an illusion.

After all, the previous life he photographed last time was not his real experience.

After he had done some psychological preparation, he heard Lan Feng say: "Jingjing, are we going back?"

He just thought it should be, but suddenly, a strange feeling rose in his heart, Jing Yue pinched his fingers and calculated, his whole body was shocked, and he was actually stunned.It took a long time before he said: "No, let's go to Lecheng, to Jiutian Academy!"

There was unconcealable joy in his tone, but also a bit of undetectable sadness.

Ten days later, a young Taoist priest appeared in Lecheng.

At this moment, Jing Yue was walking leisurely on Lecheng Street. He looked at the crowds coming and going, and felt a little nostalgic. kind.

Although he has important things to do this time, he is not in a hurry, because the opportunity he counted will have to wait for a few days.

Today, 20 years have passed since Jingyue left the academy, and his former classmates should still be in the academy, but he has not seen any acquaintances along the way.

Before he knew it, Jing Yue came to the foot of Jiutian Mountain and found that there were many monks at the foot of the mountain, some of them had already established their foundations, and some were just in the stage of Qi training.

He counted the days, today is not the opening day of Nine Heavens Academy, why are there so many people gathered here?Could it be that something happened in the academy?

Jing Yue found someone nearby, "This fellow Taoist, why are you waiting here?"

When the other party saw him, he was stunned, but he obviously didn't recognize him, he just said: "Fellow Daoist, don't you know that the Cangshu Pavilion will be opened to the public in a few days, we are afraid that there will be too many people, so we will come first wait."

It was only then that Jing Yue came to his senses - every ten years, the most prestigious Library Pavilion in Jiutian Academy would be open to the outside world for three days, that is to say, within these three days, even if you are not a student of the academy, you can enter the academy to read books.

Therefore, these three days were also a grand gathering for low-level monks in the Seven Squares, which was always lively, but he unexpectedly caught up with it.

Jing Yue thought of the opportunity he was waiting for, and felt that it should be so.

He thanked the person who answered, and was about to go up the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, if you go up now, not only will you not be able to enter the barrier, but if someone in the academy finds out, you will be chased away." The cultivator kindly reminded him.

Jing Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm a student here."

After all, he took out the token of Nine Heavens Academy from the Qiankun bag, but he didn't return the token because of a sudden accident that year.

The cultivator was stunned for a moment, and saw Jing Yue go straight up the mountain. He couldn't help muttering, "It's strange, don't the students in the academy know about the opening of the Library Pavilion?"

Jing Yue could no longer hear his suspicions. Not long after, Jing Yue entered the gate of Jiutian Academy. It was the time of class, and the academy was very quiet.

He walked all the way to Zangshu Pavilion, and when he passed a large hall, he saw rows of portraits hanging on the outer wall, a few more than he remembered.

This is the "Wall of Fame" of Jiutian Academy. The so-called "Wall of Celebrity" does not refer to the famous students in the academy, but those who have made great contributions to the academy.The first painting is naturally the founder of the academy, Luo Zhenjun, and there are more than ten paintings hanging behind it, and the last ones are Lin Zhenjun, Wudao Zhenjun, Qin Yanzhi, and him.

Jing Yue was a little embarrassed. Although he knew it was because they saved hundreds of students from Jiutian Academy, he still felt a little ashamed to be hung on the wall for people to admire at any time.

But Lanfeng didn't think so, it said happily: "Jingjing! Jingjing, you are finally hung on the wall!"

Lan Feng was so excited that all her hair was shaking, but suddenly she became unhappy again, "Huh! This painting is nothing like that, and there is no Jiji, obviously Jiji has been with Jingjing all the time!"

Jing Yue: "..." Hanging on the wall?Doesn't sound like a good word.

When he arrived at the bookstore, he saw that the door of the bookstore was closed tightly. He remembered that every time the bookstore was closed before opening, various real people took turns sorting out the books in the bookstore, so that people who came to the bookstore later could read them.

And during this period, the academy will also receive a large number of "submissions", the content of which is complicated, most of which are some exercises, as well as secret stories, secret books, etc., which also need to be strictly selected by real people.

Once selected, the contributor will get a letter of recommendation from the college.

Of course, this novel model was also created by Luo Zhenjun.

Jing Yue thought, he had learned a lot of exercises from other worlds from the mouth of the sword soul in the Void Sword Tomb, and most of them were handed over to the Cold Cloud Sect. Some of the exercises were simple and practical. The inheritors can be regarded as helping the sword souls fulfill their wishes.Besides, they can exchange more recommendation places for Han Yunzong.

He silently thought about the appropriate exercises, and at this time in the bookstore, several real people were sorting out and submitting their manuscripts, busy with divisions and lack of skills.

In fact, the bookstore is taken care of by people on a daily basis, and they don’t need to worry about it. The reason why they are busy is that there are all kinds of manuscripts submitted in a mess, and the workload of selecting manuscripts is huge and cumbersome. For example at this moment...

"boom--"

Daoist Jindan with a long beard slammed a few pieces of paper on the desk and said angrily, "It's just nonsense!"

The chubby real person beside him asked: "Friend Zhang Daoist, look at your violent temper, what's the matter?"

Daoist Zhang snorted, grabbed the paper and shook it like a fan, "How dare Daozu Jing Yuan be arranged here, saying that he had entanglements with the demon girl, and that Patriarch Yiye was actually his illegitimate child with the witch. You say this, this, this... If you accidentally put it in the book pavilion and be seen by the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect, our academy will not be demolished by the Cold Cloud Sect!"

The chubby real person smiled and said, "Is this worth your anger? Why don't you learn the old ways, and every time you see a sensitive word, it will be automatically blocked, and you won't read the content at all."

Reverend Zhang was about to speak, when a child trotted in holding a stack of paper cranes, "Masters, here are the dozen or so manuscripts just received."

These paper cranes are a kind of talisman, and all manuscripts submitted by the academy use paper cranes to convey messages.

Zhang Zhenren said angrily: "Let's put it aside for now."

"Yes."

The little boy put the paper crane into a diabolo frame, and when he saw that there were more than a dozen fully packed bamboo baskets lined up beside him, he couldn't help but sympathize with the real people.

After Zhang Zhenren finished processing the manuscripts on the desk, he took a photo, and a bamboo frame flew to his feet, which happened to be the one that the little boy had just placed the paper crane on.

Zhang Zhenren rubbed the center of his brows, picked out a paper crane with a tired face, and casually examined it.

However, after a while, his expression gradually became more serious, and he muttered to himself, and finally, he practiced cross-legged.

The chubby real man saw it out of the corner of his eye, and turned around curiously, but at the same time, he heard someone calling him from behind.

When the fat man turned around, he saw Zhang Zhenren appearing behind him at some unknown time. He was startled, and then looked at Zhang Zhenren's original position, and found that there was still "Zhang Zhenren" sitting there, and he hadn't left, but he looked carefully. Look, only to find that the one next to the desk is just a fake body.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

Zhang Zhenren behind him had a happy expression on his face, "It's a kind of evasion technique, using earth spirit energy to transform a fake body, and the real body can take the opportunity to escape. Although it's just a foundation-building technique, a Jindan cultivator can find something wrong with a little effort, but if you don't Far away, and the enemy is defenseless, it is still very capable of bluffing!"

Zhenren Zhang became more and more excited as he talked, walking up and down the room, "I've never heard of this kind of exercise, how about you?"

The dozen or so real people in the bookstore all shook their heads, and they were also very interested—every time they saw a new exercise, they would feel honored, after all, these exercises were selected by their hands, and people People only feel exhausted and full of energy.

Zhang Zhenren: "Very good, this submission is definitely worthy of a recommendation letter!"

He hurriedly searched for the signature of the manuscript. Xin Dao was probably a well-known cultivator, but on the paper crane was written "Taoist Baixia", whose name was very strange.

"Taoist Baixia?" The real person in the room didn't have any impression, and the chubby real person asked, "Could it be some casual cultivator who lives in the mountains all year round?"

Zhang Zhenren: "I don't know, don't be in a hurry, let me see if there are any other contributions from him."

He poured out a basket of paper cranes, and the rest of the real people also helped to look them up. The more they looked, the more shocked everyone became. From the initial joy to the later respect, it became the present awe.

— More than a dozen paper cranes!More than ten kinds of unheard of exercises!

Although they haven't tried them one by one, but just looking at the practice records of the exercises, they know it must be true!

Although the signatures are different, without exception, they are all names they have never heard of!

Zhenren Zhang said with a trembling voice: "These paper cranes must have come from a certain hermit expert. The handwriting on them is exactly the same. As for the signatures are different, it is likely that he disdains fame and wealth and only wants to educate the world, so he used someone else's pseudonym!"

Other real people feel reasonable.

Zhang Zhenren: "No, I have to report this to the head of the mountain immediately!"

So he hugged a bunch of paper cranes and rushed out of the bookstore in an instant.

Because Zhang Zhenren walked too fast, he didn't notice a Taoist sitting in the gazebo not far from the bookstore, who was lazily resting his chin on his hand, what was he thinking?

The previous mountain head of the academy was Qin Yanzhi, who is well-known in the cultivation world, but since he disappeared, the academy waited for a year for him to return, so he had to change to a mountain head.The current head of the mountain is from the Zixia Sect, and it was Elder Wei who led the Zixia Sect into the academy and wanted to embarrass Jing Yue, but was severely slapped in the face by Jing Yue.

Elder Wei... No, Master Wei Shan was originally cultivating in his room. After hearing what Zhang Zhenren said, he was not in the mood to settle down. He picked up a paper crane and unfolded it to see a name written on it. The sword technique called "Feng Lai" is not high-level, but it can attract wind power when activated, more than doubling the power of the sword technique.

Wei Shanchang immediately went to the yard with his sword, and slashed lightly as the paper crane said. When the strong wind blew, the green plants in the yard shook violently, and the leaves flew all over the sky.

After a sword strike, the originally lush tree became bare, and there was a deep sword mark on the ground.

"Okay!" Wei Shan was overjoyed and asked, "Where did these paper cranes come from?"

Zhang Zhenren was taken aback for a moment. He was so excited just now that he forgot to check the mailing address, so he reopened the paper crane, and saw on the paper crane's wings - from: Nine Heavens Academy.

? ?An expert in Nine Heavens Academy? ?who is it?

Zhang Zhenren looked at Wei Shanzhang at first, but after thinking about it, he must not be this person. Wei Shanzhang always loves to show his holiness in front of people. If he really knew so many rare exercises, he might have already publicized them to cultivate the world We all know, not to mention that Wei Shanchang's excitement just now did not seem to be fake.

Master Wei Shan met Zhang Zhenren's eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said: "Most of the academy is composed of Foundation Establishment disciples, the highest level of cultivation is only you and my teachers, no one looks like them? Could it be that an outsider has entered the Nine Heavens?" Academy?"

But after I finished speaking, I felt wrong, even if someone could break the barrier of Nine Heavens Academy, it wouldn't be silent at all, right?

If the academy is so weak that other major sects would not dare to send their core disciples, wouldn't that be a clear opportunity for the enemies?Why did Mo Dao bother to ambush them in the Sea of ​​Buried Stars?

Wei Shanchang couldn't figure it out, so he could only say, "Why don't we send the paper crane back? Since the contributor is in the academy, we just need to brand our consciousness on the paper crane, and we will definitely find it."

Zhang Zhenren: "Will this offend the expert?"

Wei Shanchang: "Since he came to contribute and left his address, he wouldn't be angry about this. If he really doesn't want to show up, he must have the ability to erase his consciousness, and it won't delay anything."

Zhang Zhenren thought about it and agreed.

Paper cranes can be used back and forth, and the recommendation letter of Jiutian Academy is also sent back through paper cranes. When Zhang Zhenren cast a spell, the paper crane flapped its wings and disappeared in an instant.

After a while, Zhang Zhenren said "Huh".

Wei Shanchang was anxious: "Have you found it?"

Zhang Zhenren had a strange expression on his face, "I found it after looking for it, but why is it in Zangshu Pavilion?"

The two looked at each other, but when they learned that the other party didn't dislike their actions, they were happy again. Wei Shanchang straightened his clothes and said solemnly: "Don't think about it, go and have a look first."

Along the way, Wei Shanchang had all kinds of speculations and fantasies about the expert, but when he actually saw the "expert", he only had a face of constipated vicissitudes.

Master Zhang also recognized Jing Yue at a glance. He didn't have such a complicated mental journey as Wei Shanchang, so he was surprised and delighted: "Patriarch Jing? Why are you back?"

Jing Yue half-jokingly said, "I'll return the token of the Academy, and make some contribution to the Academy by the way." He looked at Shanzhang Wei again, "Hey, are you the current Shanzhang of the Academy?"

Wei Shanchang's face turned red, and he even felt that the little blue chicken on Jingyue's shoulder was looking down on him. He said weakly, "I've seen the ancestor."

Jing Yue knowingly asked, "What are you looking for from me?"

Wei Shanchang was humiliated by Jing Yue back then, and now people still talk about the "Heavenly Tribulation Cultivation Technique" from time to time, and as long as he mentions it, he will definitely lie down, so his impression of Jing Yue is not good.

It's just that the Cold Cloud Sect has been very powerful these years, especially after Liufeng was promoted to Dujie, the Zixia Sect's past thoughts had to be temporarily suspended, and Jingyue at the Sea of ​​Burying Stars had saved many Zixia Sect disciples. Pai Youen.

After all these things, his resentment was gone, but the embarrassment was still there.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Wei Shan said: "May I ask if these paper cranes were all delivered by the ancestors?"

Jing Yue: "That's right, I don't need the recommendation letter, I want to use them to exchange for the recommendation quota of the Cold Cloud Sect, two copies of exercises for one, no problem?"

Wei Shanchang was in a sour mood. Any of these exercises are worthy of a recommendation letter in return, but if Jing Yue wants to change the recommendation letter into a recommendation quota, of course... "No, no problem."

Jing Yue: "That's good. I will stay in the academy for the next few days, and I will submit any exercises I think of?"

Wei Shanchang didn't know whether it was sadness or joy, "...OK."

So, Jing Yue stayed in the academy, but he asked Wei Shanzhang and Zhang Zhenzhen to keep it secret on the grounds that he didn't want to be disturbed.

Otherwise, he is afraid that he will not live cleanly.

Five days passed by in a flash.

At the foot of Nine Heavens Mountain, there was a flood of people.

It took Lu Sheng a year to stop and go from a small town in Shangnanzhou, and finally came to Jiutian Academy.

Looking up at the majestic Jiutian Mountain, he said to his companion: "Xiao Hei, you don't have to worry too much. I heard that there are thousands of books in the Book Pavilion, and there must be a suitable exercise for you."

The person called Xiao Hei was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He had an honest face, but his eyes were somewhat gloomy. He whispered, "I hope so."

Lu Sheng sighed. His companion was also pitiful. Although he came from a famous cultivation family, he was born with five spiritual roots, and his talent was extremely poor.As soon as Xiao Hei's father died, the clan even drove the little Hei Niang to another place, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Xiao Hei's family has been neighbors with him since he came to Xiaocheng. Lu Sheng has seen the other party's hard work in the past few years. Of course, he hopes that Xiao Hei can get what he wants, but he also knows that the hope is slim.

Since the two arrived just two days ago, it was a little late, and there were still many people in the front line. They waited for a full day and night before they were allowed to enter the mountain.

Some students from the academy took them to the Book Pavilion, and Lu Sheng peeped at these heaven's favorites, and couldn't help feeling envious. If he could find that exercise, maybe one day, he would be able to come too.

The book pavilion of Jiutian Academy looks like a small building from the outside, but after entering, you will find that the inside is extremely spacious, with countless bookshelves neatly arranged without end, and the room is filled with the fragrance of books and ink.

In fact, for preservation, the jade slips are the most suitable, but the founder Luo Zhenjun thinks that since it is a collection of books, of course it has to collect books.

Therefore, Zangshu Pavilion has always followed the oldest model.

Although there are many people in the bookstore, it is so quiet that you can hear needles drop.

Lu Sheng and Xiao Hei glanced at each other, and looked for their favorite exercises according to the Shuge guide jade plaque.

What Lu Sheng practiced was an ancestral exercise, which was very suitable for him. Unfortunately, the exercise was not complete, and there were only fragments. He hoped to find another part from the bookstore.

After searching for it for a day and a half, he finally found a familiar-looking book on a bookshelf. Lu Sheng nervously took down the book, and when he opened the pages, it was indeed what he wanted, and it was the whole book!

Lu Sheng was so excited that he wished he could look up to the sky and laugh wildly. He began to read tremblingly, refusing to let go of a word.

The books in the bookstore are not allowed to be taken away, nor are they allowed to be copied. He can only rely on memory.

Fortunately, the monk has a good memory. After he read the entire book, all the exercises were stored in his mind. At that moment, he felt his brows swell. He had broken through even though he hadn't practiced it!

At this time, he suddenly heard someone say: "The open day of the bookstore is over, please put the books back in their original places and leave quietly."

Immediately there was a sound of sighing in the bookstore, but no one dared to make a mistake, put away the books one by one and walked out.

When he arrived at the gate of Shuge, Lu Sheng found Xiao Hei. He wanted to ask about Xiao Hei's situation, but seeing Xiao Hei's face, he held back.

Obviously, Xiao Hei didn't get his wish.

Lu Sheng couldn't be too happy, so he could only follow Xiao Hei silently. Suddenly, a Taoist in front blocked their way.

Daoist was extremely beautiful, Lu Sheng couldn't help feeling a little lost, and saw the other party smiling, and there seemed to be nostalgia and comfort hidden in the smile.

He heard the Taoist say to Xiao Hei, "I've been waiting for you."