My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Guiyue Pavilion, quiet room.

"Master! Something has happened to the master!"

The short Taoist priest with white hair and childish face suddenly woke up from the meditation, and his brows were slightly frowned, "What's the big thing that deserves your panic? Am I going to die or the Guiyue Pavilion is going to collapse?"

"Yes, yes." The disciple who sent the message said foolishly.

The short Taoist was furious, "What did you say? Have the guts to say it again!"

The disciple knelt down all of a sudden, "Sect Leader, Senior Brother Wang has provoked the Cold Cloud Sect, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the Cold Cloud Sect will attack you!"

"what?!"

Hearing the disciple explain the ins and outs, the muscles on the short Taoist's face kept shaking, he gritted his teeth and said, "Where's Wang Yishui, the wretch who caused trouble?!"

"Run, run away..."

What? !

The short Taoist was furious, "Find it for me! Even if you turn Xintian City upside down, you must find that funeral star for me!"

"Yes!"

There is no way, the head of the sect needs someone to take the blame!And he really didn't know anything about it!

Therefore, Wang Yishui, who fled into the mountains, was arrested by Guiyue Pavilion disciples before he could spend the night safely.

No matter how much he cried bitterly and complained about his grievances, the head of the sect remained indifferent.They only let people cripple Wang Yishui's spiritual roots, and threw him into the dungeon, and obediently waited for the cold cloud sect to settle the score.

However, Guiyue Pavilion did not wait for Cold Cloud Sect, and Wang Yishui never had the chance to see the sun again.

This is later.

Jing Yue didn't know about these things, because Lan Feng, who loves to squat in the corner, had already followed him to the Central Continent.

After traveling through the cloud boat for more than [-] days, Han Yunzong and his party finally arrived at Du City where the Three Realms Temple is located.

As soon as you enter the boundary of the city, you can hear the faint sound of Sanskrit chanting. The sound is very soft and does not disturb people. Instead, there is a kind of peaceful Zen.

When you enter the city, everything is different.

The layout of the city is actually three rings, one circle around the other.There are passages in the southeast and northwest of each ring, which traverse the entire city.

Among them, the outer ring is mostly private houses, the middle ring is where monks live, and the Sanjie Temple is located in the inner ring.

Most of the houses in Ducheng are low, even standing on the outer ring, you can clearly see the towers in the inner ring.

Most of the people who come and go on the street are monks in monk's robes. They look at each other carefully, walking among a crowd of mortals, they have a natural sense of integration.

It was as if they were born as one, a picture scroll.

Occasionally, ordinary people salute monks. At this time, monks will sprinkle a handful of talisman papers and throw them over each other's heads to express their blessings.

The smoky wind blew up the monk's sleeve robes, and yellow talisman papers were everywhere on the eaves, streets, and trees.

There are many people on the street, but it is very quiet and makes people feel peaceful.

In Ducheng, it seems that all worldly troubles will settle and be forgotten.

"City saving can indeed save people." Jing Yue sighed.

Wei Tianli nodded in agreement, "The largest city in Central Continent is Ducheng in the north, and Lecheng in the south."

Jing Yue: "Lecheng? It's the city where Jiutian Academy is located."

Wei Tianli: "That's right, the so-called Northern Paradise actually refers to the Temple of the Three Realms and the Nine Heavens Academy."

Jing Yue nodded slightly, he knew that the Three Realms Temple in Zhongzhou was equivalent to the status of the Cold Cloud Sect in the extreme north, and the Nine Heavens Academy was another kind of honor.

But Wei Tianli said again: "I heard that the ancestor is interested in Jiutian Academy?"

"Well, it's interesting there."

"Also for Qin Zhenjun?"

Jing Yue was taken aback, "Why did you say that?"

"Since Qin Zhenjun took over the position of the head of Jiutian Academy five years ago, the number of people who want to join the academy this time has increased several times compared to before, and they all go for his reputation as the number one genius in the world of cultivation."

Jing Yue laughed, "I just want to see the Library Pavilion of the academy, besides, the head of the mountain seldom preaches in person, right?"

"That's right. The foundation of the ancestor is about to be established. If we can get the chance in Central Continent this time, we can just catch up with the opening of the academy."

"hope so."

They didn't go directly to the Three Realms Temple, because eminent monks of the lineage of Buddhist cultivation must stay for 28 days, and today happens to be the No. 20 seventh day of Kongmiao's death, and the ceremony will be tomorrow.

A group of people walked aimlessly around the outer ring, and when they passed the list of flying immortals, they found that there were only a few dozen or so people beside the list, and most of them were Taoist monks who came to express their condolences.

Jing Yue was a little surprised, "The people in Ducheng are really special, they are not even interested in the Feixian list?"

Wei Tianli: "The people here have always been like this. It seems that nothing can attract their attention, and nothing can scare them."

Jingyue smiled, and Lanfeng said happily in his consciousness: "Fortunately, Jingjing is not a monk. If you were born in Ducheng, you would be so boring."

"Maybe it can make you practice hard."

Lan Feng: "...No way!"

During the conversation, an old man with a white beard appeared in front of the Feixian list.With a touch of his hand, there was a glimmer of light on the Feixian list, and there seemed to be some changes.

Jing Yue: "That's...?"

Wei Tianli: "They are members of the Sanxiu League, and they have been taking care of the Feixian List."

Jing Yue: "Isn't the Sanxiu League in Yudong Luzhou?"

Wei Tianli: "Yes, there is their general alliance, but there are scattered cultivators everywhere in Qifangjie, and their people are everywhere. The scattered cultivators have various sources of information, and there is manpower to research, no one is more suitable than them Manage the Feixian list."

Jing Yue cleared his confusion, "Come on, let's go and have a look."

Perhaps because Qin Yanzhi was mentioned just now, Jing Yue still saw his name at first sight, still condescending, as stable as a rock.

Naturally, Wei Tianli is also on the list, but his ranking has not changed, it is still sixth.

He confirmed that the ancestor was interested in Jiutian Academy, and specially introduced many people on the Shanhe list to him. Those monks either teach in the academy, study in the academy, or have "graduated" from the academy.

"Huh? Lin Weixue has been promoted by more than a dozen places."

An elder surnamed Wang next to him commented: "He is really powerful, but in just ten years, he has risen to the top [-] in Zifu from nowhere in the list."

Another person said: "Many people regard the guarding of Baizhanghai as a scourge and fear them. In fact, as long as you are determined and seize the opportunity, you might not be able to become the second Zhenjun Lin."

Jing Yue saw Lin Weixue's name following what they said, and asked curiously, "What happened to him?"

Elder Wang: "It's a long story..."

It turns out that Lin Weixue was originally an elder of the Baifeng Sword Sect. He violated the sect rules more than ten years ago and was exiled to Baizhanghai for 100 years.

The first few years were nothing serious, but in the eighth year, Lin Weixue crossed the Baizhang Sea with the orthodox monks, and disappeared unexpectedly when she entered the Demon Mountain to kill demons. She disappeared for three years.

At that time, the people guarding Baizhanghai thought he was dead, but the Baifeng Sword Sect reported that Lin Weixue's soul lamp was still there. They searched for a long time, but they couldn't find anyone.

Elder Wang: "Unexpectedly, three years later, Lin Weixue walked out of Dingyao Mountain, bringing the corpses of twelve demon commanders with her."

Jing Yue was taken aback, "Yaoshuai? Yaoshuai has the cultivation base of Zifu, so Lin Zhenjun is no more than Zifu, so he has such strength?"

Elder Wang: "Yes, this is also what confused everyone. The specific reason for the Baifeng Sword Sect has not been made public, but because of this incident, Lin Weixue became famous and made great contributions to be able to return to the Baifeng Sword Sect early. It’s a thousand miles a day.”

Hearing this, Lan Feng became agitated again, "He must have had an adventure on the Dingyao Mountain. He may have recognized some old monster or the demon emperor as his godfather. In fact, he has already betrayed your human race! The twelve corpses of the demon generals are his. Forged vote certificates, this kind of people, you have to be vigilant!"

Jing Yue: "..."

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It is night, without stars and moon.

There is a demon pagoda on the back mountain of the Three Realms Temple, which is thirteen floors high, and hundreds of thousands of demons of all sizes are sealed inside, and there is even a demon king.

It is said that 8000 years ago, during the chaos of the demon robbery, some big demons headed by the demon saints were killed, some were blocked by the enchantment in the Dingyao Mountain, and some were captured and brought to the Temple of the Three Realms, where they were suppressed under the demon tower.

The demon tower is a complete formation, with hundreds of thousands of demons as the eyes of the formation, in order to snatch and purify the demon energy derived from the heavenly dao.The demon world gets less demon energy, and its strength will also decrease accordingly.

Therefore, even though 8000 years have passed, the monster in the tower is still alive.

At this time, in front of the demon pagoda, two young monks of the first generation were guarding the gate of the pagoda with lanterns.

Rebooting: "Tomorrow is the ceremony of Master Kongmiao. I heard that the Cold Cloud Sect and the Wanming Sword Sect have already arrived in Ducheng."

Quit killing: "They will definitely come. Well, I hope tomorrow's ceremony will go smoothly. Recently, there are always accidents in the temple, and I feel panicked."

Dissatisfied with rebooting, he said, "Even if Great Master Kongmiao passes away, his soul will protect our temple. What is there to worry about?"

At this time, a middle-aged monk came in front of him. He was very thin, and his apricot-yellow monk robe seemed to be supported on a bamboo pole.

Put your palms together and say, "Jing Wu Master Uncle."

Jing Wu returned the salute, with no expression on his face, but a slight sadness in his eyes.

"You stay here, I'll go into the demon tower to have a look."

There is no difference in abstaining from sex and killing. There are formations engraved inside and outside the demon tower, and regularly someone will check whether the formation is intact.

When the gate of the demon tower was closed, Jie Se said again: "Ever since Master Huiyuan passed away, Master Jing Wu's uncle has been in poor spirits. I heard that someone saw him crying secretly."

Quit killing: "What's so rare about crying? Uncle Huiyuan was brought back from childhood by Master Jingwu's uncle, and brought him up with one hand. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a son-in-law. Besides, Master Uncle Huiyuan is so talented, even Kong Miao The archmages have high hopes for him, who would have thought that he would go mad?"

He sighed again, "It's normal for Master Jingwu to be unable to accept it for a while. We practice Buddhism, but we are not Buddhas after all, aren't we still human?"

Jie Se echoed with lingering fear, "Yeah, I really didn't expect Uncle Huiyuan to return to the Western Paradise one step earlier than Great Master Kongmiao. I heard that when he was found, his whole body was soaked in blood, his eyes were staring, and the corners of his mouth And a weird smile..."

Qui Sha felt a chill in his heart, he frowned and said: "Junior Brother, be careful with your words!"

A gust of wind swirls, carrying the whimper of the night, making the horn bells hanging on the eaves of the tower ring, and the woods outside the demon tower are also swaying non-stop.

Both sex and killing shuddered, and the faint light illuminated the dark tower gate behind them, like a huge mouth of a ferocious beast, capable of swallowing people bone to bone at any time.

Night is still long.

The next day, the sun dispelled the morning fog, and the Pagoda Forest in the Three Realms Temple faintly emerged.

The monks scattered the spiritual grains on the tower trough, attracting various birds to grab food.

Suddenly, the surrounding air was slightly distorted, and the protective barrier formed by the nine hundred and ninety-nine stone pagodas dissipated, and the gate of the Three Realms Temple opened wide, welcoming the cultivators who came to express their condolences.

Everyone in the world knows that the protective barrier of the Three Realms Temple is only opened at night, and during the day, it is not much different from ordinary temples.

Everyone can come and everyone can stay.

Jing Yue followed the crowd into the room, and couldn't help thinking that ten thousand years ago he brought Kong Miao here, as soon as he entered the temple, he saw Master Zhenrang sitting under a bodhi tree, with kind eyes, saying that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

The breeze rolled up pieces of bodhi leaves and circled the stone tower.

Jing Yue wakes up from the memory, only to find that the bodhi tree has withered, and the great mage under the tree has also fallen in the demon calamity, and has already been reincarnated.

After 1 years, too much has changed.

When Jing Yue entered the square in front of the Hall of Returning to the Buddha, he immediately felt the majestic aura of the true Buddha surging in, making people unconsciously awed.

There was a cold jade coffin in the center of the square, and the empty slough lay quietly in it. He looked very peaceful, as if he was just asleep.

Jue Yuan, the current abbot of the Three Realms Temple, and many eminent monks sat around the jade coffin, muttering scriptures to save the souls of the dead.When the time comes, the heavenly fire will come down and burn Kongmiao's remains, leaving the relics and sending his soul to be reincarnated.

The members of the Cold Cloud Sect were led by the little novice to an open space. After Jing Yue sat down, he looked around and found that many people had appeared in his entrance ceremony.

Finally, his gaze settled on a group of Taoists with swords on their backs on the right.When they knelt, their backs were straight, their faces were stern, and their aura was as sharp as unopened swords.

——Wanming Sword Sect!

Jing Yue could tell at a glance, but the leader was changed from Qin Yanzhi to a white-haired old man, probably the current master of Wanming Sword Sect, Zhenjun Fuchen.

The other party seemed to have a feeling in his heart, a pair of eagle eyes suddenly turned around, he was taken aback when he saw Jing Yue, and then lowered his head slightly to show respect.

The head of a sect is always a head shorter than the patriarch of the sect.

Jing Yue nodded in return, then closed his eyes, and gradually relaxed amidst the continuous chanting, his consciousness returned to zero, as if even his soul was floating far away.

In a trance, he had a subtle strangeness, and he couldn't grasp the clue even if he tried to think about it.

Jing Yue was planning to find this feeling, and suddenly his heart shuddered. The unknown danger made his hair stand on end in an instant.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that even Lan Feng, who was hiding in the skirt of his clothes, poked his head out, looking around vigilantly.

"Om-"

The temple bell rang for no reason, and the mountains shook instantly, the birds scattered, and a red light shone into the sky in the distance!

The abbot Jue Yuan stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Monsters are presumptuous!"

At the same time, a blood-stained monk flew into the square and yelled sadly: "It's not good! Jingwu rebelled and opened the inner array of the demon tower, and the monster has escaped from the tower!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

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Wei Tianli: Are you also for Qin Zhenjun?

Jing Yue:? ? ?Take care of my peace?

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I am writing here to share a little story with you.

About ten years ago, my family took me to Jiuzhaigou during the summer vacation.Little angels who have been to Jiuzhaigou should know how clean it is. People who like to litter are so clean that they can’t bear to do it. It’s really a fairyland on earth.

Because the ditch is very big, tourists have to take a sightseeing bus. Generally speaking, the sightseeing bus does not stop until it reaches the stop. But our car came up halfway with a lama, who is the aboriginal people in Jiuzhaigou. They can take the bus at will.

The car started up again, and the cool wind came in from the window. The lama suddenly took out a handful of yellow talisman papers from his pocket and threw them out of the window. I saw those yellow talismans fluttering with the wind, against the blue sky, white clouds, clear water and green mountains. The surrounding area was very quiet, and that picture was deeply imprinted in my mind, and I can't forget it even now.

So beautiful!

Well, there are always many different scenery in the world of comprehension, I hope you will like it.

And, the level commentary is here again... The following one-to-one correspondence:

Human race: body training, Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Zifu, Dongtian, returning to the void, crossing the catastrophe, and ascending

Demon Race: Demon Pawn, Demon Soldier, Demon Master, Demon General, Demon Commander, Demon King, Demon Emperor, Half Saint, Demon Saint

Fierce Beast: Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-], Tier [-]