In the atrium, everyone was sitting together, except Cong Zhongxiao, who was drunk and lying at the door snoring.
Jiang Fan couldn't stand it, but he had no choice but to turn his face away, as if pretending not to be familiar with him.
After listening to Ye Ling's narration, the three elders Qingyangzi, Cangzhigong and Handansou said: "You are surrounded by dangers, but you are safe and sound. You are a lucky person!"
Ye Ling asked: "Senior, I dare to ask, where is Yuanchen Mountain and Qingxu Valley, and why did we end up here?"
When he came here, Ye Ling felt something was different. If he fell into the void, he would either die or be injured. What's more, with Ancestor Ji Le chasing behind, it will definitely not be so safe. Now the ancestor of Ji Le is missing, so Ye Ling guesses that this place is different from the outside world.
Qingyangzi stroked his beard and said, "Do you know about the theory of time and space under the great road?"
"Senior, please give me some advice!"
"Time moves back and forth, and when it comes to time, there is nothing wrong with it. Empty refers to the realm of emptiness, where there is reality but not reality."
"Cultivation has reached the point of being in harmony with the Tao, and the body and the Tao are in harmony. All things have a Tao, and everything has a self. Between time and space, if you have a clearer and deeper understanding, and understand the internal principles, you can operate freely, reverse changes and create new things."
"This Yuanchen Mountain and Qingxu Valley are a small world created by the great power of the Hedao Realm. They imitate the great road of heaven and earth, but do not follow the tracks of the outside world. You wander among the universe. You happen to fall on this small world, so Have access to this place."
When Ye Ling heard this, he understood. He has also heard that powerful beings in the Hedao realm can create their own small space as their own residence, which is different from the external time and space.
This was the case in the previous Demon Realm. Time in the Demonic Realm is faster than that in the outside world. He has been in it for nearly a month, while the outside world only takes about a day.
Xu Hong asked: "Looking at the ancient appearance of the three seniors, they must be the descendants of the Immortal Wind Taoist sect and the elders on the road. Dare I ask the three seniors how long they live?"
The three of them looked at each other and smiled. Cang Zhigong was the first to speak: "
The years have passed without any vicissitudes of life, and the high stems and pure branches are strong and strong.
The leaves are thick with rain and snow, and the Qiu strips are gloomy and proud of the wind and frost.
The solitary guest waiting to be seen has never been envied in this world.
By cleverly borrowing the heaven and earth to create good fortune, Lingyun Hidden Road is close to the fairyland. "
After saying this, Han Dansou beside him chanted: "
Since childhood, my body has been strong and strong, and I can withstand old age. I will look back on my hometown for a thousand years.
The setting sun is shining brightly, and smoke is falling across the stream.
We went to the cold mountains to discuss Tao together, and when we returned we talked to each other on the stone path.
Little do you know that being at your own leisure is true happiness, and you will live up to your time and travel with it. "
Finally, Qingyangzi chanted: "
Standing a hundred feet high outside the dust, thousands of years have been wasted in the sky.
The wild green shadows are covered with shadows, and the graceful and whirling green ribbons are diffused.
Uniquely young and beautiful, it can be said that the eyebrows are long and the waves are smiling.
I have heard about the events of spring and autumn through the ages, and I can't help but feel lonely. "
When Xu Hong and others heard this, they were slightly surprised. They never thought that these three old men could have a life span of ten thousand years!
Practice together and compete with heaven and earth for longevity. The higher your cultivation level, the longer your life span.
Human monks have a lifespan of 100 years in the Xiantian realm; 300 years in the Huiling realm; 500 years in the Qingyou realm; 800 years in the Lingxu realm; 1,200 years in the Yingchong realm; 2,000 years in the Immortal realm; The lifespan of a person in the realm of celestial phenomena is three thousand years; the lifespan of a person in the realm of Mingwei is five thousand years; the lifespan of a person in the realm of harmony is ten thousand years.
As far as the human race is concerned, the number of tens of thousands of years is really difficult to break. If one does not attain enlightenment and ascend, it is inevitable that this body will transform into the Tao and return to heaven and earth.
The demon race is slightly different from the human race. The demon race can live for a thousand years by cultivating to the Qingyou realm. For each additional realm, it will be an additional two thousand years of spring and autumn. When it reaches the celestial realm, it can live for nine thousand years, and then to the Ming Dynasty. The life span of a small realm extends for thousands of years. Even if it reaches harmony, it will not be increased.
Throughout the ages there have been capable men and women who have their own methods of prolonging life, so that they can be preserved in the world. In the Demon Realm, the life span of demons is the same as that of humans. The Jiuyou Demon Lord was sealed into the Demon Realm ten thousand years ago, and his lifespan exceeded ten thousand years without dying. This is an example.
Ye Ling had an epiphany after hearing what the three elders said and remembering the scenery of mountains and trees he saw when looking at the thatched cottage outside Chaimen. These three old men were transformed from ancient trees. Cangzhigong is a cypress tree, Handansou is a maple tree, and Qingyangzi is a willow tree.
The bodies of these three old men are standing behind the thatched hut at this moment.
Han Dansou looked at Ye Ling's expression and smiled: "You must have understood the true nature of the three of us. The three of us were transformed from maple trees, cypress trees, and willow trees. Qingyangzi is the longest, and Laochannian is the youngest."
"That's it!"
All living beings in the world can realize the Tao. Humans, monsters, and demons are the three most aligned with the Tao. It is extremely difficult for the other races to achieve anything.
"Is this big brother Weiran also... a tree?" Bai Wuyu asked.
Cang Zhigong frowned and said: "Wei Ran's matter... When you come from afar, you should hold a banquet to welcome you all!"
With that said, Cang Zhigong summoned a group of little creatures outside the door to prepare food and catch the wind for Ye Ling and others.
Since the three elders were unwilling to tell the story about Wei Ran, Ye Ling and the others had no choice but to give up.
Not long after, strange flowers and fruits, as well as fine wines from spiritual springs were placed in front of everyone, which made everyone salivate.
Qingxu Valley is full of vegetation and living things, so there is no meat, and it is all vegetarian food. However, these fruits contain spiritual energy, taste sweet, and are beneficial to the body, which is rare.
Cang Zhigong smiled and said: "Between the mountains and fields, it is difficult to compare with the bright halls of high houses. There are only some clear springs with plain fruits, but they are always fresh all year round. I hope you don't take it strange."
Everyone present is a Taoist cultivator. They have long since abstained from food and made offerings to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It's just that the desire of the tongue is really hard to give up. Coupled with the rare delicacies and delicious taste, there is no reason to refuse.
There is a fine wine nearby, and the fragrance is wafting, which wakes up the laughter in the sleeping bush.
Cong Zhongxiao's eyes were blurred, and he slowly came to the table following the aroma of the wine. He said with a smile: "Since you have good wine, why don't you call me?"
With that said, he snatched the wooden bowl from Jiang Fan's hand, took a sip and said, "Good wine! But I don't know the name of this wine?"
Han Dansou stroked his beard and said, "This wine is called Chunlai! As the saying goes, 'The willow branches are drunk with spring, and the fine wine will make you drunk'!"
“Spring is coming with good wine, let’s have a good time!”
Cong Zhongxiao drank several bowls in a row, became drunk, and fell asleep again.
Jiang Fan shook his head helplessly and said: "A drunkard made three seniors laugh!"
Qingyangzi stroked his beard and smiled and said: "This is the true nature! People who practice should be free and easy, and pursue the true nature. If you restrain yourself all the time, it will appear to be artificial, and it will be difficult to understand the way and realize your heart!"
As they drank and feasted, Bu Feiyun and Bu Feiyan merged into the crowd.
Only then did Ye Ling realize that Fei Yun was extremely talented and intelligent at this stage. He was only sixteen years old and had already reached the peak of Lingxu Realm.
Because of this, Bu Feiyun had a high self-esteem and was full of arrogance. He never put his peers in his eyes. If Ye Ling and others hadn't saved his life, he probably wouldn't have even looked at them.
On the other hand, his sister Bu Feiyan was kind and virtuous, with a gentle personality and did not hold grudges against others. It's a pity that a peerless appearance is a curse rather than a blessing.
During the dinner, Bu Feiyan and Wei Ran always looked at each other secretly. They might have something strange in their hearts, but they never revealed it.
Ye Ling looked at it with a smile on his lips, and suddenly thought of Lian'er who died, and Lu Li who had no news.
"If drunkenness can relieve a thousand sorrows, how can there be all kinds of sorrows in the world?"
Ye Ling raised his head and drank a bowl of wine. He was so drunk that he didn't want to think about everything, but he was miserable because his memories were still fresh.
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There is a road in the mountains, a pavilion on the mountainside, a table in the pavilion, and a harp on the table.
Wei Ran and Bu Feiyan walked side by side on the mountain road, enjoying the endless scenery and endless sweet words.
Coming to the pavilion, Bu Feiyan's eyes fell on the xylophone on the table, but when he saw this xylophone: "
Wutong wood, phoenix feather string. The jade emblem glows with light smoke. The faint Taoist rhyme conveys the golden rhythm, and the layers of ancient ice crack. Wenwu Qiyin adds two roots, and the ethereal and subtle sound is changeable. When Fuxi obtained the sacred tree, he lifted it lightly and lowered it to get the middle section. The book is composed of Gong Shangjiao and Yu, attracting Phoenix and Phoenix to accompany him. "
The piano in front of me is different from ordinary guqins. It actually has nine strings. Each string glows with a clear light, and there is a faint shadow of a phoenix, soaring back and forth on the piano.
Before Bu Feiyan could ask, Wei Ran explained: "This Qin is called Fengwu Jiuhuang Qin. The remaining material of the Wutong wood used by the Fuxi clan to conquer Xi Qin has been passed down through the ages, and was later forged to make this Qin. This Qin. Nine strings are even more mysterious.”
Bu Feiyan looked at it and saw that the Fengwu Nine-Phoenix Qin was not only an ordinary musical instrument, but also a Taoist tool, and it was not low-level, at least it was high-grade.
"Can you play the piano?" Bu Feiyan turned around and asked.
Wei Ran nodded and replied: "Three elders taught me, so I gave this piano to you. I often come here to play against the mountains in my spare time, and the echoes in the valley match me, which is strange."
Bu Feiyan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and Bing Qingqin appeared in front of him.
Holding the piano in his hand, he placed it on the table. Bu Feiyan sat down and said, "In that case, how about you and I playing a song together?"
Wei Ran smiled and said: "How dare you disobey your orders!"
After saying this, Wei Ran sat down with his robe in his arms, put his hands on the guqin, looked at each other, and then closed them gently.
Soon, the sound of the piano slowly flowed, floating throughout the valley...
