True Immortal of the Netherworld

The True Lotus Glorious World Conference is over.

In the end, four people entered the top four and won the honor of the True Lotus Heaven Realm trial: Jinyu Xiaoseng, Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu, and Zhan Yunfei.

Their names not only became synonymous with the young heroes in the cultivation world of the Northern Territory, but also became a topic of conversation in teahouses in the city. Later, they were even made into jokes by storytellers and given the nickname of the Four True Lotus of the Northern Territory.

The Four True Lotus Black Mountains in the Northern Territory eliminates old demons, the Four True Lotuses in the Northern Territory Nine Cold Mountains eliminate evil spirits, the Four True Lotuses in the Northern Territory fight against the Ghost King... There are many stories told, the tree fell loudly, and the tea money was collected Naturally there are quite a few.

As time went by, the storytellers came up with new stories, and the only one that was told was the first place in this True Lotus Glorious World Conference, the Golden Jade Saint. Some stories say that he is the Holy Son of the Golden Lotus and the reincarnation of the Golden Lotus Buddha. Some stories say that he is the reincarnation of the Golden Light Buddha, the founder of the Golden Buddha Temple...

In short, the only thing that people remember in this world is the first place.

In the north of Jinfo Township, an unknown small village is built on a hill.

The hill is covered with trees, and the golden sun in the sky throws pieces of golden light and shadow through the gaps between the leaves and falls on the ground, like golden birds looking for food on the ground.

A wisp of smoke and incense.

An old monk, who was as skinny as a dead branch, was wearing linen monk robes, and a young monk, who was wearing apricot monk robes and looked like a celestial being, were surrounding a charcoal fire.

If Xu Yang can recognize them here, these two people are the great monk Jiu Ku and the young monk Jin Yu from the Golden Buddha Temple.

The charcoal is red, and three broiler chickens are hanging on it.

The skin of the broiler chicken is golden in color, with oil droplets rolling down, splashing with bright charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound, and the aroma is even stronger.

"Uncle Master, is this roast chicken ready?" The corners of the golden monk's mouth are already moist, his eyes are unblinking, and there is golden light flowing in the third golden eye on the center of his eyebrows, as if he is appreciating an incomparable treasure. , stretched out his nose and sniffed hard.

"The skill of roasting chicken is the same as that of spiritual practice. The moment it matures must be just right. If the fire is too high, the outside will be mushy. If the fire is low, the inside will still be raw." Monk Jiu Ku narrowed his eyes slightly and took out five sticks. Finger, five green light threads spit out from the fingertips and fell on the charcoal fire.

The charcoal fire was glowing red, and the fire was neither slow nor fast. The aroma of fruit wood followed the heat flow to the roasted chicken on top, which was smoked and roasted.

Monk Jiu Ku turned over the wooden sticks on which the roasted chicken was skewered with his hands, and the aroma surged like a tide.

After a few breaths, the great monk Jiu Ku's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "It's ready."

The little golden monk couldn't wait for it, and with lightning speed, he took one of the roast chickens in his hand.

Take a bite and you'll find it's crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, crispy and fragrant, and makes your mouth full of oil and salivation.

However, the old monk Jiuku unhurriedly took off the purple wine gourd from his waist, opened the cork, and took a sip of wine into his stomach, with a look of relief on his face.

After a while, the golden monk had half of the roasted chicken in his hands.

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the fragrance of fruit and wood blended into it, fragrant but not greasy." The golden jade monk was full of praise while eating.

The old monk Jiu Ku glanced at the golden young monk opposite who was eating deliciously. With a proud look on his face, he said: "Of course it is delicious. First of all, the charcoal wood used for baking was specially cultivated by me using the technique of blooming dead wood into spring. Fruit trees are cut down when they have sprouted buds and are still in buds. They are then suffocated with the water of thousands of years of flying snow stored in the ice cellar for three days to stabilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in them. Then they are taken out at noon and roasted in the light of the golden sun. The raw materials for charcoal wood will be obtained after fifteen days. Besides, these three broiler chickens are free-range chickens that I personally selected. If they are fat, they will be too greasy, and if they are too thin, they will be tasteless. It takes more than a thousand years of spiritual practice and skillful roasting techniques to achieve the right heat. I am not an old man. I am the best monk in Jinfo Temple, and I am the best roast duck master outside Jinfo Temple.”

The golden jade monk wiped it with his hands

He opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Master, why don't you eat roast chicken and just drink wine?"

Monk Jiu Ku said seriously: "Monks have precepts."

The golden jade young monk rolled his eyes and said, "Then why did uncle drink?"

Monk Jiuku didn't take it seriously. He raised the wine gourd in his hand and took another sip of wine before replying lazily: "Because I am an alcoholic."

A serious drunkard, a shady monk.

The little golden jade monk smiled slightly when he heard this, and then said with a serious face: "When I was young, I was the golden jade saint son in the Golden Buddha Temple, and I was the golden jade monk in the golden jade country. Here I am my mother's son "Jin Qingwu"."

"He is ruthless -" the golden monk whispered, and then blocked his mouth with roast chicken. His mouth was full of oil and there was no dignity at all.

Serious foodie, unserious monk.

In the world of cultivation, monks' precepts are not as strict as those in the mortal world.

Not long after, all three roast chickens entered the golden monk's belly.

"Thank you, uncle. It's my good fortune to be able to eat these three roast chickens." The young monk patted his bulging belly with satisfaction, then clasped his hands together and prayed: "Amitabha."

Monk Jiuku said: "You're welcome, we agreed on this in advance. You completed the task of revealing that Xicheng Feng's physical body was taken away, and in the trial of the True Lotus Heaven Realm, you used the magical power of the Reincarnation Illusion to activate Xu Yang's body You deserve these roasted chickens as a reward."

The young monk Jinyu pointed at the purple wine gourd in the hand of the great monk Jiuku, and asked in a low voice: "Isn't Xu Yang your uncle's relative outside the Golden Buddha Temple? The wine gourd on his body is the same style as this one. "

Monk Jiuku explained: "Xu Yang and I are drinking buddies, and we are also good friends who have been together for many years."

The golden jade monk nodded, "But I always feel that my use of the Heavenly Eye supernatural power to activate the Yuanmo bloodline in Xu Yang's body is a huge risk for him. If the power brought by the awakening of the Yuanmo bloodline cannot be perfectly controlled, His state of mind is likely to fall into the realm of demons.”

Monk Jiuku thought for a moment, and then replied seriously: "I have also considered this issue for a long time. The Yuanmo bloodline in Xu Yang's body is there, and it will be activated sooner or later. Rather than being forced to activate it, why don't you help It will be more beneficial to him if he activates it, because you will definitely help him.”

After a pause, Monk Jiuku said seriously: "In the Zhongyuan Realm, the Western Region, the Northern Realm, the Southern Realm and the East China Sea divide the Zhongyuan Realm into four regionally. The divisions and combinations between the four are The historical context of the Zhongyuan world. Demons, Taoists, Buddhism, Confucianism, ghosts, animal spirit totems, etc. are just different beliefs that exist at the same time. People living in every corner of the Zhongyuan world have chosen their own beliefs. Who is right and who is wrong?”

The young monk Jinyu thought for a while, and then said: "During the contact, I also became friends with Xu Yang, so I am happy to help him. Before leaving Qinglian Dojo, I gave Xu Yang some small things, hoping to help him . Uncle Shi is good at the art of usurping fate, and everything is under his control. "

Monk Jiu Ku shook his head slightly, "I don't dare to take it seriously. My old Ku Tou's ability to usurp destiny can only barely peek at the secret of heaven, but it cannot change the destiny. Otherwise, the god of heaven would have sent down thunder and destroyed my bones into ashes." "

The golden jade young monk said: "I wonder what Xu Yang is doing now? We will definitely meet again in the near future. I always feel that I have many similarities with him."

Monk Jiuku smiled and said nothing.

...

After the True Lotus Glorious World Conference came to an end, Xu Yang not only succeeded in waking Ning Lin'er up from her deep sleep, but also made a new confidante - Yao Jun through the trials in the realm.

After the local trial, Yaojun stayed at Qinglian Dojo for three days, waiting for Xu Yang to return safely from the heaven trial.

During this period, Venerable Beiting Hua expressed his fondness for Yao Jun and personally gave him guidance on spiritual practice.

The two formed a bond.

Before leaving, Yaojun said that he would personally go to Huayuan Peak, the third peak of Qinglian Dojo, to visit the peak owner, Venerable Beitinghua, and specially invited Xu Yang to go with him.

If we say that the most beautiful one among the nine peaks of Qinglian Mountain, it must be the third peak - Huayuan Peak.

On the third peak, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, blooming all year round.

Looking from a distance, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple are all over the mountain surface, like a fairy wearing a colorful cloud dress.

The third peak, called "Huayuan", lives up to its name.

Venerable Beiting Hua, who is in charge of this most beautiful peak, is also a peerless beauty, complementing each other.

This morning, the sun shines on Huayuan Peak.

A young man in green and a young girl in white came side by side to the foot of Huayuan Peak. They paired up gracefully, like a pair of butterflies looking for the fragrance of flowers.

"Venerable Beiting Hua is on the Huayuan Peak." Yao Jun said.

"Huayuan Peak is such a beautiful place. I really envy the disciples who practice here. Every day is a feast for the eyes." Xu Yang said.

"Refreshing." Yaojun smelled the fragrance of flowers coming over.

"I heard that Qinglian Dojo has rules. Men are not allowed to enter Huayuan Peak on weekdays. I'd better wait for you here. In order to avoid being stopped by others and spreading the word that I, a disciple of Tiangui Sect, is ignorant," Xu Yang said .

"What if Venerable Beiting Hua wants you to go up in person?" Yao Jun raised his beautiful eyes.

"If Venerable Beitinghua sends me up, I will definitely go." Xu Yang raised his head and glanced at the Huayuan Peak opposite, and then at the handsome man next to him, "I can swim with a beauty like you. This fairy mountain of flowers is also a blessing.”

Yao Jun's face turned slightly red, and he turned his wrist, and two more mahogany tokens with exquisite patterns carved on the surface appeared in his palm.

"Look, these are two Hundred Flowers Tokens. Venerable Beitinghua gave them to me specially. With them, we can naturally go up the mountain to see her."

"I have no personal relationship with Venerable Beitinghua. I wonder why she sent me up here?"

"I don't know either. This is His Majesty's instructions. He asked me to give this token to you only when we get to the foot of the mountain. We will find out when we go up together."

The two passed by the sea of ​​flowers on the hillside and were soaked in the fragrance of flowers.

"The flowers are becoming more and more charming. The flowers all over the mountain are so beautiful. Which one is your favorite?" Yaojun's beautiful eyes twinkled.

Xu Yang's eyes fell on Yao Jun and he observed carefully from top to bottom.

"Look what I'm doing, people ask you where are your flowers?" The beauty's face turned red.

"Of course my favorite is the white flower in front of me. It makes me blush when I am embarrassed. Everything else is eclipsed." Xu Yang said loudly.

Although Xu Yang is not old, he has many confidantes. Not counting Yaojun, there were three others including Ning Lin'er, A'Zhu, and Bai Mujin. Along the way, the relationship between men and women has also changed from being unfamiliar to being familiar with it.

Love must be expressed bravely, and praise is the best gift.

Yao Jun's heart was pounding, his face was hot, and he thought to himself: "Oh, oh, why am I panicking again? Is this just such rhetoric? Or is Venerable Beitinghua right? Take Yang to her to see if he is a good man worth trusting."

Thinking of this, Yao Jun's face turned solemn, "Put honey on your mouth, be careful of bees stinging you. Let's leave quickly, don't waste time and keep Venerable Beitinghua waiting."

In a flower garden on the third peak, a woman wearing a light-colored silk silk and a unique Taoist robe was admiring the flowers. The Taoist robe outside the woman's body is embroidered with exquisite green lotus patterns, and the breeze gently flutters the skirt, like flowers blooming on the clear waves.

This woman looks like she is only in her twenties. Her skin is as pure as magnolia, her lips are like plum blossoms, her eyebrows are as delicate as those of heaven, her figure is like a willow, and her steps are fragrant.

It is Beitinghua who is known as the flower god and fairy and one of the four Qinglian deities.