At dawn, Chen Ping'an and his party packed their luggage and prepared to leave Ziyang Mansion.
The master of the palace, Huang Chu, and two old gods from the Longmen Realm personally sent him off to the bank of the Tieguan River. The river god of Jixiang Temple had already prepared a ferry. He had to go down the waterway for more than a hundred miles first, and then by a
Disembark at the ferry and continue to the border of Huangting Kingdom.
Chen Ping'an expressed his gratitude to Huang Chu. Huang Chu took out a small red sandalwood box with a fresh woody fragrance. It was in the style of Huang Tingguo's famous "Gan Terrace" case clearance, saying that it was a little bit of his ancestor's kindness.
Pei Qian kept a straight face and pretended that he didn't care.
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but accepted the small box containing the four treasures from the treasure house, and said: "If Palace Master Huang passes through Longquan County in the future, he must visit Luopo Mountain as a guest."
Then Chen Ping'an picked up the expensive box and joked: "There are no such expensive gifts to send, and there is no wine for the old Jiao salivating at the Xuemang Hall banquet. There are only some home-cooked dishes. I guess Palace Master Huang will be here even if he passes by Longquan County.
Not very happy to say hello to me."
Huang Chu smiled and said: "As long as I have the opportunity to go to Dali, even if I don't pass by Longquan County, I will find an opportunity to take a detour and bother Mr. Chen."
The conversation was very pleasant, and Huang Chu sent Chen Ping'an and the others to the ferry. He originally planned to board the boat and take them to the Tieguan River ferry, but Chen Ping'an insisted not to use it, so Huang Chu gave up.
After boarding the ship, Chen Pingan stood at the bow of the boat with a sword gourd on his waist, filled with the spirit-rich Laojiao saliva wine. The ferry slowly sailed downstream, and Chen Pingan raised his fist in the direction of the Purple Air Palace.
On the top floor of the treasure building, a tall female cultivator used a blind trick. She was none other than Dongling Zhenjun Wu Yi. When she saw this scene, she smiled and said, "It is easy to invite gods, but it is not difficult to send gods away."
She is in a pretty good mood.
Wu Yi had already reported the details of the past two days to Piyun Mountain in Longquan County with a flying sword, and reported them to his father in detail.
I believe that even if you don't get a reward, at least you won't be punished.
In Wu Yi's field of vision, the long-distance ferry gradually became as small as a mustard seed.
Wu Yi's heart suddenly tightened and he did not dare to move.
At some point, a gentle old man in a Confucian shirt appeared next to her. He easily broke through the landscape formation of Ziyang Mansion and quietly came to Wu Yi's side.
Wu Yi calmed down and said softly: "An unfilial daughter has seen her father."
The uninvited guest turned out to be the old minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs of the Huangting Kingdom, and now the deputy master of Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain. In his long career, this old dragon has used countless aliases.
The old man glanced at Wu Yi, gave him an unprecedented smile, and said, "I've accomplished three things with one stone for you. When did you become so smart?"
Wu Yi was frightened and uneasy. He always felt that his father was being sarcastic or that there was something behind his words. He was afraid that he would suffer disaster in the next moment, so he already had the idea of ​​​​escape.
The old man put his palm on the railing and said slowly: "Where did Yujiang Water God come from? He brought disaster to Baihu River Xiao Luan. His high-profile trip to Longquan County was just a drink with that little snake. This
A child in Tsing Yi from a down-and-out mountainous area, who pretended to be fat, was begging for a peace and quiet sign from his friend. At that time, he was already running into obstacles and was having a hard time. In fact, it was Xiao Luan who was confused and rushed to the doctor because of his illness, so he was willing to let him go.
I am of low stature and have taken refuge in your Ziyang Mansion, but Xiao Luan is willing to give up his romantic relationship with the Hong family. He is considered a smart person and works for the Ziyang Mansion. She has a lot of benefits. You can also make money while lying down, which is mutual benefit.
It’s one of them.”
The old man spread his palms, looked at them, shook his head, then put his hands behind his back and continued: "Your method of pleasing Chen Ping'an is very inferior and too blunt, especially during the banquet in Xuemang Hall, you actually wanted to suppress me.
Suppressing Chen Pingan is just like a mistake in Go that turns out to be a magical move. It makes Chen Pingan feel a lot better about you, because if you always act too thoughtful, Chen Pingan will only be more cautious.
I have always been wary and wary of you and Ziyang Mansion, and in the end I couldn't save any so-called love for the rivers and lakes. The best part is that your night rain, which was originally intended to protect Xiao Luan, created the spring heart of a river god.
The budding illusion unexpectedly gave Chen Ping'an a great opportunity. If I hadn't deliberately suppressed it, I'm afraid the vision in the world would have been much bigger. Not only Ziyang Mansion, but also the entire Tiequan River and even the spirits of the Baihu River would have experienced it.
Induction, rain and dew are all exposed to it. The sage Leshan is more close to water and has great knowledge. So what you did is surprising to my father, and it is a great unexpected joy. This is the second one."
The old man turned around and said with a smile: "Finally, the invitation for you to invite Chen Pingan to Ziyang Mansion this time is the arrangement of the Imperial Master. Cui Guoshi made it clear to me that it is just to make Chen Pingan's return home go slower. As for the
What the Imperial Master wants will definitely not be told to an outsider like me. Of course, I don’t want to know. If you mix it up, no matter whether you succeed or fail, you and I are destined to have no good fruit to eat. This time you helped my father make it.
In this matter, being a father is equivalent to helping Cui Guoshi a little. Ziyang Mansion will definitely be rewarded by Da Li in the future, so you can wait for the good news."
It was great news, but Wu Yi couldn't help but feel chills all over her body. She never thought that her father had watched this farce from beginning to end.
The current Wu Yi facing Lao Jiao in the corridor of the high-rise building is probably the same as Mrs. Xiao Luan facing Wu Yi in the small courtyard, with exactly the same mentality.
Old Jiao, whose clothes and appearance were no different from those of the great scholars in the world, once again spread his palms and frowned, "What kind of knowledge can this reveal?"
Wu Yi looked quietly.
I saw my father using his magical power to condense the essence of water mist in the aura of heaven and earth. His palms were filled with water drops, as if they had just been picked from the lotus leaves after the rain. Then, those water drops exploded into pieces in his palms and turned into pieces.
As a puddle of rain, my father stared at it for a long time, still puzzled, and turned into raindrops. In Wu Yi's mind, his father, who was as knowledgeable as a Confucian academy saint, seemed to hesitate slightly and stretched out his hand.
Another palm poured the water droplets from the original palm into it. In an instant, Wu Yi saw a golden light flashing in his father's palm. Before Wu Yi could take a closer look, his father had quickly made a fist. Wu Yi could no longer see the scene in his father's palm.
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The old man thought for a moment, then came back to his senses and smiled at Wu Yi: "There's nothing interesting to see."
Wu Yi naturally didn't dare to get to the bottom of it.
The old man asked: "Do you know why there are spiritual beings in the world who are tirelessly pursuing human skins? It is clear that the human body is so weak that even eating grains to survive has become an obstacle to spiritual practice, so Qi practitioners pay attention to fasting grains to avoid
The stench confuses the gods, and the fetal energy withers, making it impossible to rejuvenate and return to the soul? On the other hand, we, the genus of dragons, are blessed with a powerful body. Not only are we born with a strong body, our spiritual intelligence is also no worse than that of humans. Why do you and I stand here in human form?
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Wu Yi was a little confused and did not dare to speak easily, because the monks on the mountain and all the mountain spirits and ghosts had already agreed that the human cave acupoint was the blessed land of cave heaven. However, his father would never talk nonsense to him, so where was the mystery?
The old man did not embarrass Wu Yi, the few remaining children in the world, "The beauty lies in just one word, return."
The old man stretched out his finger and drew a circle in the air.
Wu Yi fell into deep thought.
The old man smiled and said: "You are still young and have little experience in the world. Let alone the situation three thousand years ago. Ten thousand years ago, my father did not tell you. Where can you go to find the answer?"
Wu Yi looked solemn, knowing that his father was teaching him the opportunity to become enlightened!
She has been stagnant in the Golden Core Realm for more than three hundred years. As a descendant of the dragon family, she has not been able to get twice the result with half the effort, but she has stumbled upon the side-door Taoist method that can allow monks to ascend to the Nascent Soul Realm.
She finally reached the pinnacle of the golden elixir through hard work. After more than a hundred years, the bottleneck of the golden elixir began to remain motionless, which made her despair.
The old man looked up at the sky and said, "Aren't you curious?
Today's three religions, hundreds of schools of thought, three worlds, and so many ordinary masters, where did they come from? Why did they come? How did they become the masters of the world in the end? Well, the last point is a mess.
There are a lot of miscellaneous rumors in the mountains and there are many things that are far away from the truth. You may have a rough idea of ​​the inside story."
Wu Yi nodded.
Three thousand years ago, the last true dragon in the world escaped from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Relying on his natal magical power to control the world's water transportation, he chose to land at the Old Dragon City at the southernmost tip of the Aquarius Continent. During the process, he was seriously injured and crashed into the earth.
A dragon path was opened up for life, but it was suppressed by an unknown monk using the now-lost method of overwhelming the mountain. It had to break out of the ground. The dying dragon finally fell near the Lizhu Cave.
, then fell, and a great monk used secret methods to build the Li Zhu Cave, like a bright pearl, hanging over the Great Li Dynasty.
The old man sighed, "Your understanding is really unbearable."
Wu Yi felt a little aggrieved.
The old man waved his sleeves and temporarily transformed Ziyang Mansion into a small world. He took out the Xian family boat that had been used to sail to the Tianmu Galaxy. He stepped into the boat first and motioned for Wu Yi to follow. Then he said: "What do you think about the world?"
What is the most powerful existence that has ever appeared?"
Wu Yi timidly said: "The founder of the Three Religions? And those big guys in the Fourteenth Realm who don't want to appear in the world? The former are like God as long as they are in their own heaven and earth. As for the latter, they have been separated from the realm of high and low.
, also possesses all kinds of incredible magical powers..."
The old man was noncommittal, pointing to a direction on the Tiequan River, and said with a smile: "Jixiang Temple, the Baihu River Water God's Mansion further away, your brother's Hanshijiang Mansion further away, and the surrounding landscape temples, what are they?
What they have in common? Well, I’ll just say it directly. With your brain, waiting for you to give the answer is a waste of my spiritual energy savings. The common point is that these gods of mountains and rivers in the eyes of the world, as long as there are temples, they can shape gold.
No matter how poor your previous cultivation qualifications are, you can become a god with a golden body. You can reach heaven in one step. Do you need to practice in the future? It’s just eating incense. The more you eat, the higher your realm will be, and the golden body will decay faster.
The slower, this is two different paths from the practice of a Qi practitioner, so this is called the difference between gods and immortals. Let’s go back and talk about the word “return” again, do you understand?”
Wu Yi shook his head and said, "I still don't quite understand."
The old man sighed: "If you disappear one day, you will definitely be stupid. I know that in order to become a Nascent Soul, your brother is more cruel to you than you are. He gave up many of the magical powers of the dragon's legacy and directly made himself a helpless person.
A river god?"
Wu Yi's eyes lit up, "If we want to 'return' the Nascent Soul, do we have to become gods?"
The old man looked at his daughter with a pitiful look, a little uninterested, and said, "Your brother is going in the right direction, but he just went too far, and ended up completely cutting off the path of the Jiaolong family, so I have already treated him."
Give up, otherwise I wouldn’t be telling you this. It’s right for you to delve into side methods and borrow stones from other mountains to attack jade. It’s just that you haven’t been able to rectify the method yet and you haven’t gone far enough. But at least you still have a chance.”
The old man stretched out a finger and knocked on the railing, "Not between the two ends, but right here, between gods and humans, is the fundamental path that best suits the dragon's genus. This was our ancestral family law ten thousand years ago. At that time,
My son, Jiaolong, governs all the lakes and seas in the world, rivers and streams, and everything with water is our territory. It’s just that your brother’s cleverness was misled by his cleverness. He mistakenly thought that the orthodox Shinto ‘Fengzheng’ in ancient times was different from today’s imperial decree.
To be continued...