The back mountain is very quiet. The moonlight shines on the rocks, and the hazy halo spreads, filling the air with a quiet and elegant atmosphere.
Princess Yueling has a slender figure, fluttering black hair, elegant manners, graceful lotus steps, and a natural noble temperament.
The beautiful shadows fell, reflecting on the black-haired young man beside him. His expression was gentle, his black hair was loose, and the ends of his hair were shining with purple-gold luster, as bright as stars.
"The Biluo King's body..." Su Yu glanced at the main peak, his mind was full of thoughts, and he had some thoughts about this generation of Biluo King.
Not only the king's body, this sect has many secrets, perhaps not only the secret of the word "bing" and the secret of saving gods, but also other extreme inheritances, among which there must be ancient sages.
The beautiful woman in the silver dress stood behind Su Yu, with a pair of dark eyes shining with Daoguang, and she was still comprehending the mystery of the word "bing" in her heart.
Her understanding is far inferior to that of the Innate Sacred Body. This time she only memorized the Nine Secrets of the Dao. She only tasted it briefly and did not truly understand it.
Su Yu's eyes moved slightly, and his mind was filled with thoughts. He was hesitating whether to step into the main peak to see the details, but finally gave up.
This place is no better than the Ziwei Star Territory, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and many scruples in doing things.
Qinmen must have a saint heritage, and there is an ancient saint living in seclusion not far from here.
According to the initial timeline, Ye Fan came here six years later. The living saint of the Dharma Ending Period had already transformed into a Taoist, and the saint's relics were taken away by Hua Yunfei.
He came six or seven years earlier, so maybe the saint is still there.
Moreover, during this period, Gai Jiuyou was also searching for the Dream Dragon Essence in the Qinling Mountains. Coupled with the mysterious Qinmen, there were at least two sages and one quasi-emperor in the Qinling Mountains with a radius of a million miles. The average regional combat power was that of Beidou. most.
Although Gai Jiuyou's blood has dried up and he has fallen from the pinnacle of quasi-emperor to the realm of great saint, his strength is absolutely the best in the Beidou Star Territory, and ordinary quasi-emperors are no match for him...
Thinking of this, Su Yu already had the intention of leaving, and whispered to the lady beside him: "Let's go, I will take you to visit an ancient saint!"
"Saint..." Princess Yueling looked calm, but was surprised in her heart.
During this period, there were only a handful of saints. In her impression, there were only three Beidou saints, the crazy old man in the East Wasteland, the ancient Buddha in the West Desert, and the protector behind Su Yu.
Su Yu glanced at her, as if he heard the beauty's thoughts, and said gently: "This world is covered by too much fog, and what you see is just the tip of the iceberg."
After he finished speaking, he waved his wide sleeves and raised his hands with mist of chaos. A small purple and gold world suddenly appeared, like the creation of heaven and earth, flowing with Taisu mist.
The purple and gold world rotates and turns into a simple Xuanguang platform, with void Dao patterns lingering on it and nine emperor characters imprinted on it, exuding a vast aura.
Seeing that her master wanted to leave, the woman in the silver skirt suppressed the confusion in her heart, moved a little bit, and landed next to Su Yu.
Su Yu had a leisurely look on his face, and with a flick of his fingertips, he was about to activate the Xuanguang Platform.
Suddenly, his expression condensed, purple light flowed in his eyes, and he looked somewhere. At the same time, blue light flashed in his hand, and thousands of rays of divine light rushed out.
A brilliant weapon flew out. The fairy sword was all blue and crystal clear, dazzlingly beautiful and eye-catching. The sword had the shadow of the fairy phoenix on it, lifelike, exuding an overwhelming aura of disaster.
Protecting Princess Yueling behind him, Su Yu had a cold look on his face. The sword light around him was fierce, and he said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect that there is a saint king hidden in Qinmen. No wonder it can be hidden from my perception."
With his current state, he has already melted and unified the Great Dao, and can move the heaven and earth with just one thought. Under his eyes, ordinary saints cannot escape at all.
Princess Yueling's expression changed slightly, her Yunxiu flashed, and she took out the ancient order of Jiuli Dynasty, which was a life-saving thing given to her by King Jiuli.
"Prince Qinglian is worrying too much."
The clumsy road carvings on the stone wall at the back of the mountain shone brightly, and a gray-haired old man over fifty years old with thinning hair and bones walked out.
His breath was rotten, he looked sickly, his beard was white, and he said feebly: "I have been sitting here for several months, and I mean no harm."
Su Yu looked at the sick old man, and the doubts in his heart disappeared immediately. He concealed his killing sword and saluted, "Junior Su Ming pays homage to Senior Gai!"
"Gai? Can His Highness perform the junior ceremony?" Princess Yueling's beautiful eyes trembled, and she thought of an ancient existence from this surname. Her heart palpitated, a little unbelievable, and secretly thought: "Impossible, that person has already sat down After being transformed, he will live for nine thousand years, and there is no such person in the world."
After getting rid of the thoughts in her mind, the woman in the silver skirt also bowed with a very respectful attitude and said seriously: "Greetings to the senior saint."
Facing a being above the saint level, even if King Jiuli comes in person, he still needs to be treated with courtesy.
"No need to be polite." The sick old man opened his cloudy eyes and stared at the "Emperor" in front of him. He was a little surprised and said, "You recognize me..."
Su Yu nodded slightly, five-color rays of light flowed in his hand, and a purple chalcedony book flew out, landing in front of Gai Jiuyou, and said: "I have an old relationship with Xiang Yufei, and he asked me to give this to you. This is how I can repay my kindness from last time.”
Hearing this familiar name, the sick old man was a little silent. He moved his skinny right hand slightly and accepted the jade book.
He looked Su Yu up and down, thinking of the stubborn disciple at home, he looked helpless and sighed: "Does the Emperor know where the Master of Chaos Palace is now?"
"I wonder why senior is looking for Palace Master Cao? He went to the Western Desert some time ago." Su Yu looked calm on the surface, but felt a little happy in his heart.
At the beginning, he made a promise to Xia Jiuyou that as long as she defeated him, he would give her a few drops of immortality medicine. However, to achieve his goal, he would need at least the power of the Eight Forbiddens.
At present, Xia Jiuyou's cultivation level is still low, and he is too far away from the completion of Jiuyou Immortal Song. Even the seven forbidden realms are a bit difficult, let alone the eight forbidden realms.
Thinking of the disciples at home who were still challenging the Taoist monument, the sick old man sighed deeply. Based on his experience, he could guess what was going to happen in the future at a glance.
"Xi Mo, forget it, it's not a big deal." He shook his head and did not continue the topic. He said leisurely: "We met once today, which can be regarded as fate. The emperor just said that he wanted to visit a sage, that sage. The sage should be an old friend of mine, can the emperor give me a lift?"
"It's a great honor to be able to walk with seniors." Su Yu was very polite, stepped aside, and invited Gai Jiuyou to ascend the Xuanguang Platform.
"Thank you." The sick old man nodded slightly and walked forward tremblingly with his body stooped.
Then Princess Yueling also came forward with the wind, Su Yu pointed a finger, and in an instant, the void was chaotic, countless ripples appeared in the space, and the Xuanguang Platform disappeared in the dim light of the morning and fled into the distance.
After a moment, an eternal fairy light flew out from the main peak of the Qin Sect, illuminating the world. However, it did not disturb anyone. The dozens of disciples in the sect continued to perform their duties and seemed to have disappeared from the light soaring into the sky.
The back mountain is still the same as before, silent and silent. Under the mottled stone wall, an old man in blue walks out.
He wore a golden crown on his head and looked indifferent. With a wave of his sleeves, countless silk threads flew out of the void, outlining a mirror of water and moon.
The water mirror is faint and entwined with blue Taoist patterns, exuding a simple and vicissitudes of life.
"Backtrack!"
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, the old man in green robe scolded, a wisp of crystal spiritual thoughts flew out of his forehead and poured into the water mirror.
In an instant, there was a loud sound of gold and iron, and the water-moon mirror was filled with chaos, reflecting three blurry figures.
The water mist mirror is misty, with wisps of clear light falling one after another. Along with the faint aura of Taoism, the three figures in the mirror are getting clearer and clearer, as if they are about to reveal their true bodies.
However, the next moment, a ripple appeared in the mirror, and the water mirror shattered into a ball of hazy clear air.
"Gai Jiuyou, you are still alive."
The Taoist priest in Qingyi looked indifferent and stared at the stone carving with the secret word "Bing" imprinted on it.
At this time, the fog dissipated and the sun rose in the east, revealing his face. He was skinny, his eye sockets were sunken, his blood was dry, and his eyes were extremely cold.
This is a terrifying saint king!
"You have been immortal for more than nine thousand years. You have lived too long. It is time to sit down and die..." The saint king's voice was faint, his eyes were shining brightly, and the breath of the holy way shook the void, making the heaven and earth quiet.
He is a direct descendant of the Cai family. He entered the realm of saints thousands of years ago and can look down on the people. However, his longevity is dry and he will not take action under normal circumstances...
"There are some ancient beings hidden in the Qin Sect. Even if the emperor holds the imperial weapon, it will be difficult for him to escape unscathed."
Above the vast field, a fairy cloud floats. The sick old man overlooks the mountains and rivers of the Qinling Mountains, his expression is peaceful, and he has the charm of returning to nature.
Su Yu stood at the back and whispered: "Senior, the Cai family is sitting on the secret of saving gods and the secret of military skills. Has it been inherited by the ruthless emperor?"
"The Cruel Emperor..." The sick old man glanced meaningfully at the black-haired young man and said calmly: "That one you are asking about."
"Nothing can be hidden from senior." Su Yu looked calm and said sternly: "Although Su Yu practiced the way of devouring, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. This junior can guarantee this."
"Su Ming, Su Yu..." Gai Jiuyou muttered these two names, his eyes slightly narrowed, thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.
He was very interested in the person in front of him. He thought he was the son of Emperor Wushi before, but now it seems otherwise. He didn't expect that there would be three geniuses in the ruthless lineage in this life.
One cultivated the "Immortal Heavenly Art" and carried the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar; one obtained the inheritance and imperial weapons of the Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Lord; the other obtained the inheritance and imperial weapons of the Wushi Emperor. This can be considered a decline and prosperity...
After a moment, the sick old man glanced at Su Yu and said: "The Cai family also participated in the battle to slay demons and received part of the inheritance of your lineage. This is how the Divine Savior Art came about..." .
As they spoke, the three of them had arrived at a mountain range
This place cannot be said to be very beautiful, but it can be regarded as a place where mountains and rivers are interdependent. There are lakes dotted at the foot of the mountain and dilapidated Taoist temples in the mountains. It is not a paradise, but it has a return to nature.
"Floating life is as endless as a dream, and floating life is full of sorrows and sorrows. No one can share the magic of immortality with me, and the spring day in the mountains is always singing..."
The trees are lush, old books are wrapped around thin vines, and the bluestone road leads step by step to the depths of the mountain. There is a woodcutter singing loudly, which is quite artistic.
Su Yu listened to the song, his eyes moved, and he whispered: "Seeing through the mortal world and turning life into a dream, this way is somewhat similar to the way of nature."
Princess Yueling's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and her gaze fell on the dilapidated Taoist temple. She felt a little obsessed with the breathing of the plants and trees between the heaven and the earth.
After stepping into this place, she was affected by this world. Her originally chaotic mood became extremely peaceful, and all the previously obscure principles became clear to her. This made her exclaim: "I didn't expect that there is a great sage hidden here!"
"The little hermit hides in the wild, and the great hermit hides in the city. He is possessed and seems to be detached, but he is bound by this world." Gai Jiuyou sighed and did not agree with the two people's views.
After hearing Gai Jiuyou's comment, Su Yu pondered for a moment and nodded. This person was right. Cultivation is about adversity, especially in this world, where time turns into a sea of suffering and all living beings struggle to survive.
Comparing floating life to a fantasy dream, the state of mind is intact, no matter whether it is sad or not happy, it is still difficult to turn back time, and in the end it can only become a wisp of ashes in the long river of history.
Su Yu waved his sleeves, moved the space, and appeared in front of the short mountain.
On this hill, there are no green bamboos, and there is no elixir of yao grass. It is simple and simple. There is a small vegetable patch, which is green and looks full of vitality.
A small Taoist temple, dilapidated and low, like a thatched cottage, looks very quiet, deserted.
In front of the Taoist temple, there is an ancient pine tree with a hollow trunk. Many people hugged it. The branches are strong but the leaves are sparse. The old tree is dying.
There was no medicinal field, only a vegetable patch, and a grape rack with two or three bunches of purple grapes hanging from the dry vines.
"This Taoist temple also has ancient trees, which have existed for at least four thousand years... They are definitely ancient sages." Princess Yueling's heart was shocked, and she felt the breath of time.
"The law, the law, and the element are powerless, and they are empty, empty, and not empty. The same is true of silence, noise, speech, and silence. Dreams are never mentioned in dreams. There is no use in usefulness, and power is exerted in useless power. If it is ripe, it will naturally turn red. Don't ask how to cultivate seeds... …”
A clear voice came from the dilapidated Taoist temple, the door opened wide, and an energetic old Taoist priest came out.
He was dressed simply, with old Taoist robes, gray hair and a high forehead, and a snow-white whisk in his hand. He looked extraordinary, but his tail was full of holes and had been eaten away by insects.
"I didn't know that this distinguished guest has come from afar. I am sorry for not being able to welcome you from afar. I hope you will forgive me." The old man was skinny and a little short in stature. He appeared under the pine tree with a yellow wooden hairpin on his head.
"I don't want you to have aged so much."
Gai Jiuyou sighed and looked around, looking at the two young men standing behind him with a somewhat dazed expression. This strong blood reminded him of the glorious past.
It's a pity that in the end, magical power is no match for heaven. No matter how strong a person is, he can't beat time. Now he is getting old...
The old Taoist looked calm and said to himself: "Ask who in the world can be immortal. Immortality is just a delusion, so what is there to say!"
"Su Ming has met senior."
"Yue Ling has met the senior."
Su Yu's attitude was very low-key. Although the other party did not show any aura, the aura around her was very similar to that of Princess Shencan. She was definitely a presence close to the Great Sage.
This ancient star is very special. Although the number of saints and kings is not as good as Ziwei, the individuals are far better than Ziwei.
The old Taoist glanced at Su Yu, his eyes empty and full of Taoism, and then he smiled and said: "The visitor is a guest, Taoist friends don't need to be polite."
The four of them entered the Taoist temple. It was very ordinary inside, no different from other Taoist temples, but there was a faint Taoist charm permeating the air. It was extraordinary in the ordinary, and there was a sense of returning to nature.
After a while, the old Taoist priest brought a small plate with four cups of tea on it. The fragrance of tea was lingering, the plain smoke was lingering, and it exuded a light fragrance.
Su Yu looked at the tea in the wooden cup. This was not spiritual tea, but ordinary tea. It seemed to be made from the pine leaves in front of the door.
After drinking the tea, Su Yu moved his fingers, took out a green wooden box, and said, "After all this chatting, I got a few Enlightenment Leaves earlier, and they will come in handy today."
"Fellow Taoist, please excuse me." The old Taoist looked kind-hearted and said with a chuckle.
After getting permission from the owner of this place, Su Yu pointed his fingers and took out a jar of divine spring again. This was the spring of life in the ancient restricted area, and it was the most suitable spiritual spring for brewing Taoist tea.
"Shenquan Enlightenment Tea, I haven't drunk this tea for many years." Smelling the fragrance of the spring water in the restricted area, the sick old man's expression moved slightly and he sighed while sitting on the futon.
This time the old sage also sighed. He had lived in seclusion here for thousands of years, practicing the natural way, and he had not realized the Tao for a long time.
In a moment, the spring water on the Shenli stove was boiling. Su Yu put four pieces of Enlightenment tea leaves into the pot. The fragrance suddenly filled the air, and the scent of tea rose...
After drinking the divine enlightenment tea from the divine spring, the old saint shook his head as he looked at the Nine Heavens Divine Jade Cup in his hand, looking a little dazed.
Gai Jiuyou was very natural, drinking cup after cup of enlightenment tea, feeling a little spiritual light in his heart, his whole person became more and more ethereal, his eyes were no longer cloudy, and they were extremely clear, staring at Su Yu beside him.
"Emperor's blood-tempered body, beginningless inheritance, killing the eighth heaven...the aura is very similar, but he is the innate holy body, not the semi-chaos body. It seems that Cao Yusheng has someone else... "
Feeling the sick old man's prying eyes, Su Yu frowned slightly, and the bell mark between his eyebrows shone brightly, blooming with countless fairy lights. A wisp of blue smoke flew out, and the imperial energy circulated, covering himself.
After hiding himself, he said with a cold voice, neither humble nor arrogant: "I admire the senior as a human being, but is it too much to act like this?"
Princess Yueling had some palpitations and was worried that Su Yu would conflict with the other party.
"Ahem, I'm so rude."
Gai Jiuyou confessed his crime, without any pretense of a quasi-emperor, and read out a passage of scripture.
"Did he see anything?" Su Yu looked calm on the surface, but felt a little guilty in his heart. What he did to Xia Jiuyou could never be hidden from this person.
After all, Cao Yusheng's vest is not perfect. After all, Yao Xi, Yaochi Saint, Guishui Palace Master and Cao Yusheng are all mixed together.
This kind of person used the elixir of immortality as a inducement to make a promise to his disciple, and if he were to put him in his shoes, he would definitely not look good if he were Gai Jiuyou.
"After being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature!"
The old Taoist shook his head, sipping the divine spring tea, feeling contented, and recited an ancient sutra.
Princess Yueling was very excited. To Su Yu, two volumes of saint scriptures were nothing, but to her
This small commotion soon subsided, and everyone returned to the right path again, and began to drink tea and preach,
At the end of the tea banquet, Su Yu took off the purple gold gourd on his body, made a seal, and drew out six drops of divine liquid that surrounded the red glow.
The phoenix chirps in the sky, and the magnificent fairy light illuminates the ancient temple. Six small divine phoenixes circle and dance, rendering the place almost like a fairyland. The aroma of the magical medicine is fragrant, rich and dense, exuding a gorgeous brilliance.
This is not the medicinal fragrance emitted by the medicinal liquid, but the magical aroma of the purple gold gourd.
Six drops of divine phoenix medicine burst out of the air and landed in front of the two old men.
Su Yu looked at the old Taoist and said seriously: "I would like to invite senior to join the Qinglian Dynasty."
Looking at the elixir of elixir filled with chaotic energy in front of him, the old saint looked a little hesitant and sighed: "How can I, a man from the mountains, receive such a great gift?"
Princess Yueling was even more addicted, her limbs and bones were calling out, longing for the essence of the magic medicine, but she was restrained.
"The Divine Phoenix Elixir." Gai Jiuyou was also a little distracted, with a complicated look on his face.
For the elixir, he traveled to countless ancient stars and spent countless time, but got nothing. Finally, he turned to the Qinling Mountains, hoping to enter the Immortal Pond and obtain the essence of dreams.
This kind of divine object is very special. It has no predestined relationship and cannot be found at all, even for those who are about to become enlightened.
"In addition to that person's Qilin, Golden Crow Divine Medicine, and an incomplete magical medicine. Who would have thought that that lineage would be so prosperous tens of thousands of years ago."
The sick old man sighed softly, and with a little finger, the divine light of the beginning flew out and spread a layer on the outside of the emperor's energy again, sealing the six drops of immortality medicine.
Hearing the old sage's words, Su Yu was slightly shaken. Su Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. A wisp of passages of time flew out from his fingertips, and he said gently: "The Qinglian Dynasty is not the ancient royal family, but the Zishan lineage, and the ancients." Clan has nothing to do with it.”
"You are worrying too much, I don't care about this." The old saint shook his head, his eyes lowered, thoughts in his heart were swirling, and his tone became a little more relaxed.
"This is the fragment of the heavenly power created by Xiaoyao Tianzun!"
Su Yu threw out a jade slip again with a calm expression.
The old Taoist priest frowned and said with some perseverance: "Who do you think I am, fellow Taoist? I am so despised..."
"I heard the woodcutter's song earlier, 'No one can share the art of immortality with me, and the spring in the mountains will always sing.' This is the secret art of immortality created by the Changsheng Tianzun - Zhe Zi Jue!" Su Yu's eyes were filled with purple light, and a red rune was waved out. , condensed into two red gold divine slips, and landed in front of the two of them.
"Zhe Zi Mi!"
The old saint's gaze was focused, and his eyes fell on the red gold sacred slip in front of his knees, with a complicated expression on his face.
As a monk who entered the Holy Realm in the Age of Ending Dharma, he was also proud and firmly believed in his own Taoism. However, after thousands of years were spent in vain and his life was approaching, he stalled on this path and ultimately failed to enter the Great Holy Realm.
If it hadn't been for this incident, maybe he would have passed away in two or three years.
Gai Jiuyou on the side didn't have such worries. He was drinking the divine enlightenment tea from the divine spring. He was very comfortable and indulged in the realm of Taoism...
"Forget it, in the end I still haven't seen it through, it would be better to see it in the world of mortals!"
The old Taoist priest let out a long sigh, waved his sleeves, collected the jade slips, gold slips, and divine phoenix medicine, stood up, bowed to Su Yu, and accepted Su Yu's invitation.
"Senior practices the way of nature, maybe he likes gardening, and he has a lot to do in the Qinglian Dynasty!"
After receiving the promise of the saint king's existence, Su Yu stood up and nodded slightly, very calmly and not worried about the other party's betrayal.
Although this person is also a descendant of the Cai family, in the original work, when he was passing away, he looked at the Qin Clan from a distance with a melancholy expression. He did not get the "Bing" secret until his death, and he was obviously hostile to the Qin Clan. There may be a love story in it. Hate love and hatred.
To recruit a saint queen for the Qinglian Dynasty, Su Yu looked at Gai Jiuyou, saluted and said: "Senior, it's not yet the time for Qinling Immortal Pond to be born. Cao Yusheng left something with me for you."
"The time has not come..."
Gai Jiuyou was a little absent-minded, nodded, and agreed to Su Yu's request. He pointed it as a sword, and a green light bloomed in his hand. Dao lotuses bloomed and withered, and the clear light fell. He passed a volume of ancient scriptures to Su. feather.
In his opinion, this recruitment also speaks to him. Nowadays, to get benefits from others, it is indeed necessary to eliminate disasters with others.
"The Book of Saviors." Su Yu raised his sword eyebrows slightly, feeling that he was about to be seen through by the other party.
The ruthless people often hide in the dragon's lair and dig ancient tombs. Gai Jiuyou gave him this ancient scripture...
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Some words, free:
This chapter has 6267 words, which is considered the third update.
Regarding the reason why two-in-one and three-in-one are always used.
There are very few readers of this book, no more than 200.
The average order is less than 500 yuan, there is no full attendance of 1,000 yuan, 29,000 collection, and the follow-up order is only 180. To be honest, I am a little helpless.
Number of chapters/number of subscriptions = equal subscriptions. This is why I always use two-in-one and three-in-one. Xiaoye has not stopped updating. Please explain, thank you!
