The setting sun dyed the sky red, and the light red light stretched out very long behind everyone.
"teacher......"
In the city of Qingdu, on the towering altar of the gods, Sa Wuling stands with his hands behind his back, facing the wind, facing the sunset, his expression changing.
Looking at the back that was getting further and further away, even with his eyesight, he seemed to be unable to see it, and an indescribable touch arose in his heart.
His spiritual practice has reached a very high level, and his perception of everything in the world far exceeds that of other spirits.
Infinitely close to An Qisheng back then.
At this time, looking at the teacher walking away, he felt a hint of ominousness.
Farewell,
Farewell...
"Teacher, are you really sure..."
Sa Wuling murmured to himself, feeling a little empty for a moment.
He wanted to follow in his teacher's footsteps, but he had to stay here.
Because when he came back this time, he was stationed in Qingdu instead of the teacher.
In other words, attract for him the peeps that seem to be there but are real and true.
It was only then that he realized why the teacher did not leave Qingdu City.
Unless I don't want to, I really can't...
Only one who is of the same lineage as him can achieve the effect of confusing the real with the fake in the special aura of the God Conferring Platform.
But he couldn't leave the Conferred God Platform.
Otherwise, it will inevitably be discovered and everything will be in vain.
Therefore, no matter how many thoughts he had in his mind, he still forced himself to endure it.
Sit down and face south, close your eyes and concentrate, and start practicing.
The most beautiful place in Qingdu is the place where An Qisheng has been sitting cross-legged for ninety years. It is a good place for anyone who practices Tai Chi.
Of course he is no exception.
He was just a sliver away from breaking through at this time, but this was the opportunity for him to break through.
.......
Liangzhou.
Liangzhou is located on the border and has not abundant products. It is inconspicuous among the 12 major states and 600 small states in Daqing. It has not attracted attention for thousands of years.
But in the past ninety years, as the reputation of Tai Chi Dojo spread, it gradually attracted countless monks who practiced Tai Chi Induction Chapter.
In particular, the former Tai Chi Mountains have become a holy place in the minds of many people.
Even without any instructions from the Tai Chi dojo, many practitioners spontaneously built a series of palaces in the Tai Chi mountains to worship the ancestors.
Later, it attracted the attention of Qin Tianjian and reported it to Ye Xiaoyi.
After Ye Xiaoyi consulted An Qisheng, he promoted this place as the ancestral site of Tai Chi dojo.
In this way, the reputation of this mountain and Liangzhou is getting bigger and bigger.
Because of the respect for the ancestor, even without any instructions from the Tai Chi dojo, Liangzhou and Annuo County have achieved tremendous development in the past ninety years that could not be achieved in thousands of years.
This made Liangzhou, a small border state that was originally regarded as a barren land by many other large states, stand out from all the state capitals in the world.
It became the most prosperous place among the six hundred small states in Daqing.
Gradually, there is a saying that "big states go to Qingdu, small states come to Liangzhou".
An Qisheng was also quite subtle about the armored car that got off.
There should not be such a thing in this world, because no cultivator would spend decades or hundreds of years doing things that are not helpful to his own practice for the convenience of ordinary people.
"I had known about the changes in Liangzhou, but seeing it in the deep palace is not as good as being there. Master, you disciples and grandsons are really serious."
Seeing Liangzhou again after ninety years, Huang Gou was also amazed.
In the past ninety years, the changes in Daqing are naturally not only in the 'A car', but in all aspects.
In fact, the first step in the implementation of the new law is to install Xuanguang mirrors in many states, counties, and towns. Only through these countless Xuanguang mirrors can the decree be passed.
If not, how could the "Jiache Chidao" all over Daqing be successfully built in just ninety years.
"It is not a good thing to respect me as if you were a god."
An Qisheng's expression did not change, and he seemed to be without joy.
Qi seeds replace the aura of heaven and earth, and then spread to heaven and earth, supplying people all over the world to practice. To a certain extent, all those who practice Tai Chi in the world are his disciples and grandchildren.
He had to admit this.
But just because all the practitioners in the world are tied to him, things have happened that would never have happened in the world of practice in the past.
That is, there are already practitioners who worship him as a god.
"Why isn't it a good thing?"
The yellow dog was startled.
Wei Shaoyou and Yan Xiake were also a little surprised.
"If you treat me as a god, you will naturally treat other people as gods."
An Qisheng's eyes were dim and he walked towards the Tai Chi Mountains without saying anything else.
This may be a good thing in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it is not.
Qi Zhong takes the essence of heaven and earth and becomes the support of those who practice Tai Chi. However, he has not done anything in 'Qi Zhong', but even so, there are cultivators who respect him like a god and worship him.
What about the five spiritual mechanisms of Tao, Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil that span the heaven and earth, stretch for ten centuries, and last for millions of years?
The meaning behind this is enough to make anyone's heart palpitate.
"other people......"
Yan Xiake and Wei Shaoyou looked at each other, puzzled.
But An Qisheng didn't say anything, so they naturally didn't dare to ask, so they followed him with many guesses.
The Taiji Mountains stand tall and towering above the earth, stretching for countless miles.
Among them, the palace was built extremely tall, and it did not damage the mountains and rivers at all. It was obviously under the guidance of an expert.
When An Qisheng came to the mountain, it was noon.
However, there is a constant flow of people in the Taiji Mountains, coming and going, and its liveliness is no less than the popular attractions above Xuanxing.
"Xuanxing Wudang Mountain, one year's admission is enough to feed a group of people. If this mountain also charges admission, I'm afraid it won't be worse than Wudang Mountain..."
Watching the people coming and going in the mountains, An Qisheng had a strange thought in his mind.
He has been sitting cross-legged in Qingdu for ninety years and rarely goes out. Although no major event in the world can be hidden from him, he is not human and cannot know everything in detail.
It was also the first time for him to see the scene in front of the Tai Chi Mountains.
Not only him, but also Wei Shaoyou and others were stunned. Since ancient times, all monastic sects have fled to the mountains and set up various formations to prevent others from entering.
Scenes like the Taiji Mountains have never existed in ancient or modern times.
"Master, if they knew you were here, wouldn't it be great fun?"
On An Qisheng's shoulder, the yellow dog was a little eager to try.
It doesn't care much about the praise it receives from people all over the world, and it doesn't think it is its own merit. In fact, it has done nothing at all in the ninety years it has been in the palace.
The only thing to do is not to hold back.
Moreover, he was not dissatisfied at all with his abdication, but instead felt a sense of relief from being released from prison.
Be an emperor?
Where can I get the comfort of being a dog?
"Don't mess around."
An Qisheng patted the dog's head, his eyes shifted, but landed on a thatched cottage in front of the mountain.
It was an ordinary thatched cottage, but it seemed extraordinary when it was built in front of the Taiji Mountains.
Phew~
When An Qisheng lowered his eyes, the door of the thatched cottage was slowly pushed open.
A young Taoist priest in blue robes walked out slowly, while an old monk with white beard and eyebrows followed closely behind him.
Walking towards An Qisheng by the road.
"This Taoist priest..."
Wei Shaoyou frowned slightly, feeling a little surprised. Who is this person? He actually knows their itinerary?
Not to mention that the heavenly secrets in Huang Tian's tenth era were disordered, and the power of innate calculations could not be used to one-tenth. Even if the heavenly secrets were not disordered, few people in the world could calculate his whereabouts based on the cultivation of his ancestor.
"Jinlou Jade Tower Technique? A lost technique from the Golden Bell Tower in Liangzhou?"
It was Yan Xiake who saw the origin of the Taoist priest.
"Little Taoist priest, you are very patient."
Looking at the young Taoist priest approaching slowly, An Qisheng's eyes moved and he sighed:
"It's your teacher, what a pity."
The young Taoist priest was Mingxin, the young Taoist boy from Jinzhong Tower. His master, Taoist Changlin, once ventured into the underworld because of longevity, but ultimately failed.
In the end, it was because of Xie Qiyi's incense sticks that I was able to live a long life.
It's a pity that it's only Jiazi's longevity.
More than twenty years ago, he felt something in his heart and sent an edict to make him the mountain god of Jinzhong Mountain, but he declined.
As for the old monk, he was a virtuous old monk who was captured by Taoist Changlin after he was sentenced to leave the sect.
The grudge between master and disciple is long-lasting, but there is no need to go into detail.
"The Golden Bell Tower has a bright mind and has met the Celestial Master."
The young Taoist priest prostrated himself to the ground from a distance:
"Thanks to Heavenly Master's concern, the teacher passed away peacefully, with no regrets."
"Taoism is practiced in this life, Buddha prays for the next life, but your teacher's learning is complicated. If you can't succeed in this life, you may not be able to succeed in the next life, if there is an afterlife."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly and asked:
"You have been waiting for me here for twenty-six years. You have been like this every day. Do you think you are asking for something from me?"
"The Heavenly Master's Dharma vision is perfect."
Mingxin Taoist looked respectful:
"My master once said that the Celestial Master will come back sooner or later. I am waiting here, but I want to beg the Celestial Master to take me with him."
"It seems that your teacher has improved a lot after being possessed by Master Qi."
An Qisheng chuckled lightly and did not ask how Changlin Taoist knew that he would go to the Netherworld, because for thousands of years, any soul will eventually go to the Netherworld.
To a certain extent, Lord Netherworld is already a monument on the path of cultivation in this world.
Phew~
An Qisheng stepped forward and disappeared into the mountains.
Yanxia Ke, Wei Shaoyou, and all the others glanced at Taoist Mingxin out of curiosity and followed him step by step.
"Senior brother, although you made mistakes, you should come to terms with your relationship after serving me for all these years."
The Taoist Mingxin glanced at the silent old monk and sighed softly.
"I have sinned so much, how can I be clean?"
The virtuous old monk was neither happy nor sad, he just put his hands together and bowed deeply, then turned around, looked for the direction, and walked towards the distance step by step.
"The Buddha said that people in the world should respect and love each other, without hating or envying each other. There should be no communication between each other, and there should be no greed or cherishment. Always speak in a harmonious manner, and do not contradict each other and be harsh, or sometimes feel angry or angry. Later generations will turn things around, and even cause great resentment. ......."
Between the Zen sounds, little bits of golden light overflowed.
Then the scripture dimmed, and its vigorous pace also became dim, but its own magic power was dispersed.
"well."
Taoist Mingxin let out a long sigh, then turned into the wind and chased after him.
...
Since contact with the Netherworld was completely lost more than a thousand years ago, few people have been able to step into the Netherworld.
All the passages that once led to the Netherworld were closed.
Only in a strange place like the Yinsi Tavern can there be a road to the Yinsi.
Even if an idle person wastes his life, he may not find a place.
With An Qisheng's ability at this time, he could naturally find it, but he didn't have to look for it.
There is such a passage in the Taiji Mountains and Jiaoyuan Mountain.
That was a passage left by Xie Qi, or Gu Changfeng asked Xie Qi to leave for him.
That is, the dry well in Jiaoyuan Mountain.
Boom~~~
Like a boulder falling into water, vivid ripples rippled around the body.
Just a moment later, everyone opened their eyes again, and what they saw in front of them was an endless dark wind, a lifeless world with no life at all, and a dark world of color.
What I felt the same was the overwhelming coldness!
How incredible is this?
Not to mention the condensation of magical powers, even monks who are born to cultivate themselves are already invulnerable to water and fire. They will not feel the heat when bathing in magma, and will not feel the cold when setting foot on the North and South Poles.
But at this time, Wei Shaoyou and others felt the coldness, which was a strange coldness that completely ignored their mana aura.
Wow~
Like the waves of the sea, like the stormy waves raised by the strong wind.
In front of everyone, there was a deep and dead silence, as wide as the boundless sea of death!
"Is this the legendary Sea of Netherworld? According to legend, all the dead must cross this sea to wash away their sins..."
Wei Shaoyou was amazed in his heart.
There are also legends of reincarnation in later generations, but no one knows whether they exist.
"Yes, the Netherworld Sea. According to legend, this sea contains all the sins in the world from the past to the present. Even if the real Yuanshen is contaminated by it, he will perish."
Taoist Mingxin's eyes also lit up.
Phew~
And as everyone appeared, a hazy mist suddenly dispersed on the sea of dead air blown by the strong wind.
A small boat cut through the mist and floated slowly towards the shore.
Netherworld,
dead sea,
foggy,
There is a ghost boat with no one ferrying it across.
