Along the way, Lingchu heard a lot of rumors about Qianji Pavilion and the scenery of Zhongzhou from his senior brothers. However, when the spirit boat of the Sanqing Dao Sect officially set foot on the land of Zhongzhou, Lingchu could not hide his surprise.
The Eastern Continent is a continent with countless monks and mortals. Most of the monks and mortals on the land are in harmony with each other. The boundaries between Chu and Han are very distinct.
However, in Zhongzhou, Lingchu saw for the first time that the lives of monks and mortals could be so close, and he also understood why when it came to Qianji Pavilion, Daqian was mentioned most by the senior brothers.
Because Qianji Pavilion was established in Qianjing, the capital of Daqian.
The capital of Daqian is Qianjing.
Qianjing is huge, and Lingchu stands above the Lingzhou. Looking through the thin layer of clouds, he can only see endless streets and square-shaped attics of houses.
To the north of Qianjing is a high-enclosed palace wall. The glazed tiles are glowing with gold, shining brightly in the sun. The buildings inside are magnificent and wide, and there are also elegant gardens with forests and waves. This is The royal palace of Daqian.
But what Lingchu was concerned about was the formation fluctuations reflected under his spiritual eyes in the sky above Daqian Imperial City and the entire Qianjing.
The core of these formations is right in the center of the cross streets of Qianjing. At the very center of the entire Qianjing, there is a pavilion that is more than a hundred stories high and reaches into the sky.
The height of the building seems to reach into the sky. The four corners are eaves, and every nine is Bian. Bronze bells are hung at the corners. The door is inlaid with Bagua mirror. The layer of variables is straight and has nine corners. On the eaves, instead of hanging bells, there are dragons and phoenixes, four mythical beasts, and unicorns. , each has its own merits.
The body of the building is neither wood nor copper, nor stone nor jade. It looks like a black jade stone, but it has a metallic luster. A closer look looks like ancient wood patterns, with a hint of sandalwood fragrance.
This pavilion is one of the five major immortal sects in the Eastern Continent, Qianji Pavilion.
The small one hides in the wild, the big one hides in the city.
Lingchu followed the elders of his master's sect down from the spirit boat and looked at Qianji Pavilion, which could still be seen at a glance even though it was far away from Qianjing, across the towering city wall, and sighed in his heart.
Qianji Pavilion is still the most mysterious sect among the five immortal sects, but the place where its sect is located is the most obvious and narrow among the five immortal sects.
Yes, although Qianji Pavilion seems to reach straight into the sky at a glance, what cannot be changed is that it is only in the center of Qianjing, occupying less than one percent of Qianjing's territory, and even the imperial city of Qianjing The area it occupies far exceeds that of Qianji Pavilion.
Most of the sects in the world of cultivation are deep in the mountains and forests, in inaccessible places, but Qianji Pavilion did the opposite, which made Lingchu's curiosity reach its peak.
After all, Qianjing is the place where the Qianji Pavilion Sect is located. Naturally, there is a forbidden air formation in the sky above Qianjing City. The Sanqing Dao Sect came to Qianji Pavilion to discuss important matters with the immortal sects this time, so they will naturally follow the instructions of the landlord Qianjing. The rules of the machine pavilion.
Outside the gate of Qianjing, the spirit boat slowly landed.
The elders and disciples of the Sanqing Dao Sect all walked towards the open door of Qianjing.
Lingchu followed his master and senior brother, mixed in with his fellow disciples, and walked side by side to Qianjing City with Senior Sister Mingyue.
Under the gate of Qianjing City, there is a fortune-telling stall, placed so carelessly in front of the soldiers. A man in a white shirt wears a Bagua crown on his head and a long-sleeved gown. He holds a turtle shell in one hand and shakes it with the other. Gua Tong, with a mysterious smile on his handsome face, was sending away a customer with a smile. When he raised his head, he happened to meet a group of people from the Sanqing Dao Sect who were approaching.
Lingchu was slightly startled when he saw the man's face, and a familiar face emerged deep in his memory.
Liu Wuyi.
This person is Liu Wuyi, a disciple of Qianji Pavilion.
"Qianji Pavilion disciple, Liu Shiba, is here to greet all the seniors and fellow Taoists of the Sanqing Dynasty." Unexpectedly, Liu Wuyi introduced himself, but it was not Liu Wuyi, but Liu Shiba.
Lingchu was a little surprised. The true disciples of Qianji Pavilion were very different from the other immortal sects. The disciples of Qianji Pavilion did not have any number after forming the pill, but directly arranged numbers.
It is very special to use numbers as Taoist names. The strangest thing is that the digital Taoist names of each generation of disciples of Qianji Pavilion have never been repeated. There is only one contemporary number.
As for whether there were people before or after this number, no one knows. They only know that it will not be repeated in the contemporary era.
And there is a mystery in these digital numbers.
Every nine is respected.
Liu Wuyi's Dao number is eighteen, a double nine.
"Eighteen, the number of double nine, it seems that this generation of Qianji Pavilion also has a successor." As the leader, Zhenjun Chonghe obviously knows much more. When Liu Wuyou calls himself Liu Shiba, his eyes are filled with excitement. It was quite profound, and a light smile appeared on the usually solemn face.
Liu Wuyi waved his sleeves and put away the fortune-telling stall, and turned his face towards Zhenjun Chonghe and Zhenjun Duanyi. Si Bai made a junior salute, and then made a senior salute to the rest of the crowd, and then raised his hands to lead the way, "Everyone Seniors and Taoist friends from Sanqing can follow me to Qianjing."
With the disciples of Qianji Pavilion leading the way, there is no need to check, but the Bagua Mirror hanging high above the head of Qianjing City is not idle. Everyone who passes through the gate of Qianjing City will be inspected by this spiritual mirror. Fan.
The lower the cultivation level, the clearer the display. When a mortal passes by, the true appearance is displayed, including bone age, flesh and blood meridians, whether martial arts is practiced, and whether there is any disease. However, when a monk passes by, most of them can only display. As for the appearance and bone age, it is difficult to show the age of a Yuanying monk. It can only show the cultivation level.
And under the cover of several True Lords of Sanqing, when people from Sanqing passed by, this spiritual mirror could detect even less. Not to mention their cultivation, even their appearance could not be recorded.
Liu Wuyi naturally knew all this, but he didn't mind at all.
They are all high-level monks from the top immortal sects, so naturally they are taboo about this kind of exploration. Qianji Pavilion does not want to collect the secrets of the monks, so there will be no awkward thoughts.
On the contrary, Liu Wuyi introduced Qian Jing very calmly.
"Seniors and fellow Taoists, some of you are coming to Qianjing for the first time. If you don't mind, could I introduce you to you?" Liu Wuyi asked politely, and then calmed down after receiving a positive reply. When he spoke, his voice was gentle and pleasant.
"The people in Qianjing are half mortals and half monks, and most of them live together here. Qianjing is quite large, and it is convenient for us monks to walk, but for mortals, it is a bit inconvenient to come and go, so there are monks specially built We have built a kind of hearse, called Youyouyou, which does not require animals to pull it, and can run for half a month relying on a small low-grade spiritual stone."
Liu Wuyi pointed at several square wooden boxes similar to carriages parked neatly beside the spacious road, but there were no horses. There were also several carved wooden windows on the carriages, and rows of rows inside could be vaguely seen. Neat wooden stools and figures sitting on them.
On the road, there are even several leisurely vehicles driving slowly, with faint spiritual energy fluctuations. There are no horses, but they are driving in an orderly manner according to the established road.
The stalls set up along the street are also a little different.
The umbrella vendor smiled and talked to the girl looking at the umbrella. The girl held the umbrella from the stall in her hand and held it up gently. The pink umbrella surface looked like a blooming peach blossom, with peach blossom petals floating down and falling to the ground. It disappeared quietly in an instant.
When a customer touches the wooden sign on the food stall, the ghost image of the food will appear on it, and it will be hot and even emitting smoky white mist.
Cultivation of immortality comes into life, hahaha
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