Chapter 60 The Golden Crow Palace on the Bright Summit
Su Jing thought that the bright top left by the Eighth Patriarch would be a mountain, but unexpectedly, it was just a pile of pillars.
A flat stone flat with more than a hundred large golden-red pillars is Guangmingding.
Each pillar is as thick as a millstone, about ten feet tall, and almost none of them stands vertically. It looks like a forest that has just been invaded by a crazy monster. It is leaning messily, teetering, and may collapse at any time.
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Su Jing was puzzled and asked Elder Chen who came down with him: "How could this be so?"
"This is the Golden Crow Hall at the pinnacle of Guangming Peak. I heard from the elders that the Eighth Patriarch suddenly went crazy while he was in retreat here. He became so irritable that he rushed madly and rushed around. The Golden Crow Hall was completely destroyed by him. It was shattered, leaving only
The one hundred and seventy-seven pillars supporting the temple were lowered. After that, the Eighth Patriarch burst into the sky with laughter, left the sect, and died soon after. The levitation spell of Guangmingding was very different from other star peaks. Without the Eighth Patriarch personally presiding over it, this
The mountain peaks also sank."
Elder Chen paused for a moment, then continued: "After the Guangming Dome landed on the ground, it began to sink underground, and it did not stop until the base of the Golden Crow Hall was flush with the ground. I don't know how many times we lifted the Guangming Dome and chose another place to place it.
After all, it is the Eighth Patriarch’s dojo, and it is inappropriate to let it sink into the ground. But the strange thing is that no matter where it is placed, the Guangming Dome will sink, and we can’t stop it even after we try our best, so that’s all we can do.”
On the ruins of the Guangmingding Golden Crow Hall, there is a small blue-tiled courtyard built later, which was originally used for the residence of the serving disciples. Su Jing is not picky, so he settled here for the time being. At the beginning, he understood the magic of magic and just wanted to practice it wholeheartedly.
For a young man, as long as he has a tile to cover his head, there is really not much difference between the emperor's golden palace and the poor people's bitter kiln.
After finishing the business, Elder Chen began to instruct his disciples to clean up the Bright Dome carefully... In fact, there was really nothing to clean up. It was just a stone flat, and there were usually people taking care of it. Everyone pretended to do it for a while, and then said goodbye to Su Jing and left.
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As soon as Elder Chen and his party left, Elder Hong came to Guangmingding again with Jianjian'er, Jiansuier and a group of handyman disciples from Honghe Peak.
In Lishan, disciples of different levels are equipped with different specifications of utensils and equipment, ranging from lamps, seats, couches and other living objects, to wooden swords, Dharma tripods, incense pills, jade ornaments and other objects for casting spells or practicing. Red Crane
Feng's duty is to be in charge of Qin Nian. The things Elder Hong brought to Su Jing to settle down were of course of the highest quality.
Everyone started to take care of it and took care of it in a short time. Although the small blue-tiled houses were simple and ordinary, when the incense was lit and the furnishings in the house were put on, they also gave off a somewhat elegant atmosphere.
Based on Su Jing's seniority and identity, Elder Hong should perform two forbidden techniques in his residence. One is to seal the mountain to protect the forbidden area. As long as Su Jing doesn't nod, no one can set foot on Guangmingding; the other is to seal the spirit to protect the mountain.
The forbidden area can be opened or closed according to Su Jing's will. When it is open, it is no different from the white land. After it is closed, it can be used by young people to test spells and dance with treasures. The breath will not leak out, and outside masters cannot detect it with their spiritual senses.
But I don’t know what methods the Eighth Patriarch used back then. Although Guangmingding has been abandoned for a long time, it is not subject to any forbidden techniques. Not to mention Elder Hong, even Master Shen He and his masters came together, and they couldn’t even think of setting up a ban here.
"However, Guangmingding is magical. Even if there is no spiritual ban, outsiders cannot explore this place with their spiritual sense. If my uncle has something he doesn't want others to know, he can take it out here and play with it. No one will know.
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Su Jing nodded: "That's good, that's great."
Elder Hong smiled sweetly: "So my junior uncle really has something good?"
Su Jing smiled kindly: "It's best if you can't find this place from the outside, so as not to disturb the elders and delay everyone's practice. It would be a big sin on my part." After saying this, he waved his hand, and all forty-nine pairs of crow guards appeared.
With a cry of coaxing, Guangming Ding was immediately stirred up, and Elder Hong and all his disciples were so quarreled that their faces turned pale.
The Crow Guard appeared, and it was really not suitable to stay here for a long time. Elder Hong left behind the wooden bell used for signaling, and said to Su Jing: "There are ancient ruins at the bottom of Piaomiao Peak, some of which were sealed by the magic of the nine ancestors. I remember seeing it."
Don't move forward if you pass the ban. Especially Baigou Stream, which is seventy miles away to the east. There is a heavy prison inside, where some extremely vicious evildoers are imprisoned. No one is allowed to approach unless there is an order from the leader."
After a few hasty instructions, everyone in Red Crane Peak said, "Fairy, please leave." "Fairy, sit down for a while longer and let the crow entertain guests." "Fairy, please come often in the future."
...' and fled amidst the noise.
Guangmingding has sunk into the soil, and the Golden Crow Hall is only the remains of the peak. Without pillars, it would look desolate, but with only pillars, it adds a bit of sadness. Su Jingfei climbed up a big pillar and looked around, only to see undulating mountains.
It's just a dense forest that's grown crazy. It doesn't have the pleasing scenery of a lush green mountain forest, but it looks a bit eerie and scary... It's not really a good place, but Su Jing's heart is happy, sad and desolate, it doesn't matter.
He finally has a mansion.
What is the mansion? It is the residence of the cultivator, the home of the cultivator, and the foundation of the cultivator.
A few tile-roofed houses are inconspicuous, but they are a real sign: entering the "mountain".
The Su Jing people have entered the mountain.
I was in a good mood, but I couldn't stand the forty-nine pairs of crow guards, so I hurriedly put them away, leaving only six liang of the good demon slaves with clever eyebrows.
Now that he has broken through the second realm, Su Jing still has several things to do. He will not delay at this moment. He first takes out the "Golden Crow Vientiane". As he expected before, as soon as he opened it, the second level of "Wu Mian" appeared.
Under Yu Xin's technique, three lines of small characters appeared, the annotations left by the senior monks.
The first line: It’s hard to calm the heart, it’s hard to calm the heart, it’s been four years since Ning Qing was broken, and I sighed deeply.
It only took half a month for this person to reach the sky. He is considered a genius. Unexpectedly, he encountered many difficulties at the level of meditation, and it actually took him nearly a hundred times longer than the previous stage.
Second line: I broke through Qingning in half a year, unexpected and very happy.
This senior broke through the first level in three months and the second level in six months. It was really good, but Su Qiangqiang disagreed. Now that he has become a nouveau riche, he smiled happily in his heart: Six months is too long.
, I’m afraid this person’s qualifications are not very good.
The third line, Lu Jiaoba’s note: The second realm is not interesting.
"Ah?" This made Su Jingqi bad... This time he was really confident, thinking that he would definitely be able to compare his master with the other two seniors, but he never expected that his master would actually leave such a sentence.
Su Jing looked unwilling and muttered: "It's boring that you always give me some time!" Originally, Su Jing had already thought about his message: It took four days to break through Ningqing, thundering like thunder, swords and crows gathering in the sky, a little while
It seems slow but still requires diligence.
Such impressive and proud results, such impressive and unexpectedly embarrassing message, compared with Master's "The second stage is not interesting", he immediately fell behind.
Su Qiangqiang thought for a moment, and left five words for future generations without conscience: Well, it's really boring.
Putting the silk aside for a moment, Su Jing took out another Qiankun bag...it was taken from a lizard monster in the desert, but it could not be opened.
The true energy flows, and the sun fire destroys the curse.
After passing through Ningqing, Su Jing's cultivation level was several times higher than when he left the desert, and his Yanghuo essence became more pure. However, what he never expected was that this inferior monster's Qiankun bag in his hand was actually
Not moving at all.
The Yang Fire Essence that was sent in was like a mud cow drowning in the sea. The restrictions in this bag were not only destroyed, but there was no sign of even loosening.
Su Jing tried several times in vain, so he collected the Golden Crow True Fire and held the small Qiankun bag in his hand. Instead of being disappointed, he laughed: the more difficult the bag is to open, the more valuable it is. If you can't open it, you should be happier.
...If you can't open it after passing Ningqing, then wait until you pass the third level of 'such' and try again.
The bag cannot fly in your hands, and the realm can still be moved under your feet. There will always be a moment when the Yang Fire breaks through!
After putting away the Qiankun bag, a burst of golden light suddenly bloomed behind Su Jing, and the fire wings of Yuanji Tiandu appeared. This is Su Jing's most proud skill. A young man who has first encountered the joy of cultivation can fly in the heaven and earth on his own. Isn't it wrong?
The principle of flying happily.
With his wings spread out, Su Jing flew quickly, and the green mountains and lush forests passed by. The strong wind blew against his face, which made his face feel a little painful, but it also made his heart feel happy!
The monks who have entered the third realm can practice floating magic and can ride the wind, but their speed is limited and their flexibility is insufficient. After all, their cultivation at this stage is low. It is quite difficult to control the spirit and become the wind, and it is impossible to fly.
Too long. But Su Jing is different. These pair of Yuanji Tiandu fire wings were born from his own magic. He does not need to deliberately cast spells or control them. It is just like he was born with two wings. Although it consumes a lot of energy, it is far different from the former. This
It's his magic, and it's his wings!
The more Su Jing flew, the happier he became. Finally, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart. With a long roar of joy, his figure turned sharply and flew higher...
At Red Crane Peak, Mr. Fang was sitting on a rock. He closed his eyes and practiced intensively according to Elder Hong's instructions. After practicing for a week, he felt refreshed. While thinking about the righteous teaching taught by Elder Hong, he took a long breath to prepare.
After another long week, at this moment, a muffled sound of "bang" suddenly came from the front.
Sifangtou opened his eyes and took a look, only to see Su Jingzheng standing a hundred feet away with his mouth and eyes tilted in the air... All the misty peaks have "covers". Su Jingfei was so carried away that he completely forgot about this taboo.
Mr. Fang was startled. Honest people only have honest thoughts. He quickly changed from sitting to kneeling: "Mr. Fang pays homage to my uncle."
Almost at the same time, Elder Hong's voice also came: "Disciple pays homage to my junior uncle." The voice was clear and crisp, and he couldn't hide his smile.
"No etiquette." In the humiliation, Su Jing did not forget the etiquette, rubbed his face, flapped his wings and ran away...
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