Volume 1: A Sword from Lingchen Chapter 47: Flying in the Sky and Flying
The night was as cool as water, and Taixu Garden became quiet for a while. The breeze blew through the purple bamboo in the garden, the branches and leaves swayed, and the falling shadows lingered.
In front of the stone table, Ye Ling and Bai Wuyu exchanged cups. After drinking strong wine, if the sun burns in their stomachs, they may not be able to calm down if they don't spit out the truth in their stomachs.
Bai Wuyu spoke slowly and said: "The Holy Spirit Continent is a vast territory, divided into five directions and five regions. Only the southern region is wild and barbaric, and the northern polar region is where my demon clan lives. I practiced in the southern region when I was a child, and I can't transform yet.
He was captured and sold by the human race. He was transferred to the Wentian Sect for the purpose of making alchemy."
"But fortunately, I was smart and managed to escape by luck and ran to Taixu Garden. Master saw that I was pitiful, so he helped me run away from the pursuers, and I have stayed in Taixu Garden ever since."
"Master has a destiny. Taixu Garden does not recruit demon clan disciples, so master does not accept me. Although he does not have the name of master and disciple, master often guides me to practice, and he will follow me everywhere in Taixu Garden. Otherwise, with my
I’m afraid I can’t even reach the current level of talent.”
"Although monks are pursuing the path of immortality, I have no idea. Being able to live to this day is considered a blessing. For the rest of my time, I just want to stay in Taixu Garden and don't want anything else."
Bai Wuyu's eyes flickered. Although he was a monster, he could not see the animal nature. He usually laughed and laughed, but he had such a state of mind, which made Ye Ling look sideways.
Ye Ling said: "The three teachings of Taoism are mysterious, but I chose the sword cultivator lineage. Even now I can't tell whether this is a choice I made. But since I have embarked on a journey, I only have the road in front of me, so why bother?
The back body? The edge of the sword, there is no retreat!"
Practicing swordsmanship has subtly changed Ye Ling's character. At this moment, he is like a sword that has just come out of the furnace. He just wants to show off the cold blade to prove his reputation!
Bai Wuyu smiled and said: "Senior Brother's character is such that he should be fearless and invincible!"
"The same goes for you, Xiaobai." Ye Ling turned to look at Bai Wuyu and said, "Since you call me senior brother, we are brothers. Master said that there are no travelers on the road, but I don't think so. Even if a sword strikes,
Even dust has a scabbard to store its edge, let alone a monk? What’s the point of being alone and alone until old age while traveling on the great road?”
"The sword in my hand is not a murderer, but a tool to prove the truth!" Ye Ling said sternly: "The journey of the great road is not to be done alone, but to be accompanied by fellow travelers!"
Bai Wuyu smiled brightly and said: "Master will never accept a disciple easily, and the disciples he accepts are not easy people. What senior brother said tonight, Xiaobai, I will bear in mind!"
The two drank their fill of wine and stopped talking. Drinking is ruthless, and people have their own intentions.
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The sky is bright and the shadows of the trees shine on the creek, flowing slowly.
In front of the wooden house, Bai Wuyu transformed into a crane about ten feet long with snow-white feathers.
Wu Qing on the side smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be so handsome in your true form, Xiaobai. It's much prettier than your incarnation!"
Xianhe continued to speak human words and replied: "Our ancestors have long since taught us that practicing in the form of the human race is the most suitable for the Dao and makes rapid progress. Therefore, all tribes use the human form as their form and the human language as their language."
Ye Ling's forehead represents the leader of all spirits, so it has been imitated by hundreds of tribes and has been like this for hundreds of thousands of years.
The two of them turned over and sat on the back of the crane, and Bai Wuyu carried them down the mountain.
Disciples of the Wentian Sect can go to the Lingshi Mansion every month to receive a certain number of spiritual stones for cultivation purposes.
Ye Ling and Wu Qing were new to the sect, so they didn't know the rules within the sect, but with Professor Bai Wuyu, they wouldn't be confused.
Soaring in the sky, wherever you look, you will see misty fairy mist, overlapping mountain shadows, vast forests and beautiful trees, bright palaces and high pavilions, waterfalls and clear springs, and clouds and rays of light. A wonderful land of fairyland, all visible before your eyes.
Occasionally, a monk would walk in the air, taking one step forward and shrinking to an inch. It was truly otherworldly, and the wind was flying out of the dust.
Since then: the clouds are misting, the fog is clear. The towering green peaks invade the Bihan, and the mountain streams gurgling around the stone bridges. The spiritual ape knows the Tao and steals Ganoderma lucidum grass. He listens quietly to the wonderful magic in Xiantai. Who knows that the Taoism in this place is high.
Every time he went to the mountains and forests, there would be a group of cranes soaring high and chirping joyfully. Bai Wuyu also talked in harmony, but he didn't know what he said.
Wu Qing was curious and asked: "People have their own language, and animals have their own animal language. Xiaobai, what do you say to them?"
Bai Wuyu turned around and said: "The immortal cranes in the sect are all my descendants. I teach them how to practice, and they all call me master. When they see the master coming, they naturally come out to pay respects."
Wu Qing smiled and said: "I didn't expect that your seniority is so high. Doesn't it mean that I can also be called master?"
"This is natural," Bai Wuyu responded: "I have already mentioned my two senior brothers to them. From now on, when walking in the sect, you can ask them to come out and use them as your legs. You don't need to run on the ground by yourself."
"That's not bad!"
Lingshi Mansion is relatively far away from Taixu Garden. It is located in a white jade stone palace just north of the sect. Behind the stone palace, there is a Lingshi mine in the mountain for mining and use within the sect.
Spiritual stones are formed by innate spiritual energy soaking into the ground and combining with the soil.
There are five elements in the world, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The innate spiritual energy is contained in it. When it is combined with gold, it is regarded as an immortal attribute. It can forge Taoist tools and temper immortal weapons; when combined with wood, it is a treasure of heaven and earth, medicine and elixir.
Supplements a wide range of benefits; when combined with water, it becomes holy water and fairy dew, which may detoxify and nourish the body, or may be used to refine weapons and hurt people; when combined with fire, it also acts as a divine fire, which cannot burn anything and cannot be saved by ordinary water; when combined with earth, it will dissolve
Spiritual stone.
The spiritual energy in the spiritual stone is condensed and abundant, so it is most suitable for cultivation. It is much easier to absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone than to seek it from heaven and earth.
At this moment, Ye Ling and Yihe have not yet arrived, but the front of Lingshi Mansion is already crowded. Many of the Eight Peaks disciples have gathered here, wanting to see Ye Ling and Wu Qing.
Taixu Garden has not accepted disciples for thousands of years. The treasures in the garden, the treasures of heaven and earth, and the treasures of divine weapons and weapons are enviable. Many disciples racked their brains to win Chen Yan's favor, but failed in vain.
Therefore, someone suddenly worshiped Taixu, and the eight peaks naturally shook, which made everyone even more dissatisfied and wanted to test the person's worth. However, Ye Ling and others never went out, so they had no chance.
When Ye Ling and others left Taixu Garden, people from the mountain had already seen them, and they immediately followed them. They judged that their destination was Lingshi Mansion, so they waited here in advance.
The elder in charge of Lingshi Mansion is sitting in the hall, with his beard and hair like snow, floating on his chest, wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, embroidered with the Yin and Yang Tai Chi diagram, the Big Dipper array, and the bones of the immortal wind. He is not an ordinary person.
A young monk stepped in in front of the door, cupped his hands at the old Taoist and said, "Master, more and more people are gathering outside the door. Shouldn't you go out and take a look?"
"It doesn't matter!" The old Taoist replied: "You can come and go freely within the sect. As long as you don't come to the house to snatch spiritual stones, it has nothing to do with us. However, it is a strange thing for everyone to gather together. Do you know why they came?"
"Disciple heard that today, the two newly promoted master uncles from Taixu Garden are coming to the mansion to receive spiritual stones, so disciples from all peaks are here to have a look at their elegance!"
Ye Ling and Wu Qing worship Chen Yan as their disciples, so they are very senior in the sect, and they are the same generation as the headmaster, peak master, and elders everywhere. However, it is said that the two of them are still young, so the young monk hesitates a little.
Only then did he utter the word "Uncle Master".
After hearing the words, the old Taoist realized: "This is so, it is human nature. Taixu Garden has not accepted disciples for thousands of years, and the treasures in the garden are coveted. If it were not for the rules and regulations, Taixu Garden would have been rampant with bandits.
, corpses are scattered all over the land. In that case, you don’t have to worry about it anymore, the old Taoist also wants to see what kind of geniuses my two junior brothers are that can make Master Chen become his disciple."
"Yes, Master!"
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The disciples gathered in groups in front of the door and were talking a lot. The topic was about Ye Ling and Wu Qing:
"I wonder what these two people have that allow them to occupy Taixu."
"Back then, we knelt in Taixu Garden for a month, but we didn't see Master Chen Yan showing mercy. How could two outsiders get there first?"
"It's not just us. I heard that the masters from various peaks are also unhappy and want to come today to test the strength of these two people."
"Look, it's coming!"
Everyone looked as they were told and saw two young monks walking side by side in the sky in the distance. The one on the left had long flowing hair and a face like jade. He was wearing a light blue robe and a green jade belt. He was shaking a folding fan in his hand and had an elegant temperament. The one on the right had a head.
Her hair is tied up in a bun with a jade hairpin inserted across it. She has a handsome appearance and a white face without beard. She is dressed in a snow-colored Taoist robe, with a fly whisk slanted on her arm, making her look aloof from the world.
The two people stepped into the void and came closer in a few steps. Everyone consciously gave up an open space for the two people to settle down.
The one holding the folding fan is Wang Zijin, a disciple of Xuanjin Peak; the one holding the whisk is Meng Peiran of Yuanshui Peak. Both of them are masters in the peak, the strongest among their peers. At a young age, they have already reached the Lingxu realm and can control the air.
And walk, transcend the mundane world.
Not long after, another fairy came. This woman's hair was tied up with clouds on her temples, her face was like a peach blossom, and she was wearing a glazed fairy skirt, which covered her graceful figure. Her pair of jade feet were not covered with hair, and they were half-floating in the air, untainted by the worldly world.
naturally:"
The pear blossoms can't bear the cold wind, and the two red lips are lifted lightly. The Hunan skirt is narrow and tied around the willow waist, and the bare feet are walking slowly on the golden lotus.
Why are you so lazy in this world? I light my hands and scatter flowers and smoke. I am so surprised to see the beauty of Pengdao that I can't sleep day and night."
This woman is Lan Gongyue of Qingyu Peak, who has the same cultivation level as Wang Zijin and Meng Peiran, and was born in Lingxu.
Weiji, another young monk, strode over, with long hair floating behind his head, wearing a scarlet Taoist robe, with a face like purple jade, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and standing with his hands behind his back.
This person is Huo Yun, a disciple of Crimson Fire Peak, with the same cultivation level of Lingxu Realm.