The sky was full of water, and the neon lights suddenly appeared from it, reflecting bursts of seven-color divine light. Under the rainbow light, a group of disciples stepped on the auspicious clouds and descended. Among them, both men and women, had their heads tied up in buns and wore gray and white Taoist robes with hem. While embroidering Bagua patterns, some disciples also held long-handled whisks in their hands, looking calm and serene, giving them a sense of otherworldliness.
As the disciples descended, the rainbow light gradually faded and turned into a speck of dust, landing on an ox's nose. Everyone saw an old green ox walking slowly, with an old Taoist holding a grain of rice sitting on top of it. He had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his face was kind, but Shi Juying quickly stood up to greet him and said happily: "I can see the grain." My Taoist friend Yu is here, it’s really radiant, please come and take a seat in the pavilion!”
"Haha, fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite!" The old Taoist laughed loudly, got up from the green bull and jumped down. After landing, he turned into a child. He looked like a seven or eight-year-old man, with eyes as clear as water, red lips and white teeth. Delicate, and after this change, the ears of grain in his arms also changed from plump and drooping to a handful of green seedlings.
The kid nodded his head, but the Taiyuan disciples behind him all looked in awe, with extremely respectful postures.
It turns out that this Dongxu monk named Heyu is a disciple of Shi Rucheng, the leader of Taiyuan. He has always been valued by his master, and his mysterious skills are even more superior. In terms of status and strength, Shi Juying has to respect him three times. point!
Seeing that Dongxu from the Taiyuan Taoist sect who came was the direct descendant of the sect leader, everyone in the other corridors and pavilions were thoughtful, just waiting to see the people from Zhaoyan to see if Taiyan Jiuxuanyi People with pulse lead the way. Only this time, they couldn't get what they wanted.
The ancestor of the Chen family wielded the power of the bright moon and stars, and when he stepped out from across the sky, the blue sky and daylight suddenly darkened, layers of ink stained the sky, and the night sky surged like water, among which the stars kept flashing, and there were not only millions of them, but also stars. It moved and changed according to a certain trajectory, like a sparkling blue lake. At this moment, a burst of soft white light shone down. It turned out to be the bright moon emerging from the sea of stars and forming a star-moon phase.
As she flicked her sleeves, the stars and moon shone brightly, and the disciples appeared using the Mingmingxingzi. It was not until the ancestor of the Chen family lowered his sleeves that the darkness turned into daylight, dispersing the scene where the sky and the sun were hidden just now.
In terms of reputation, the ancestor of the Chen family may not be as good as Taoist Heyu, but his extraordinary methods are something that no one dares to underestimate.
This ability to change the celestial phenomena does not rely on magical powers, but pure skills. Several Dongxu monks in the audience have noticed that the other party is reflecting the scene of the cave sky, so that everyone can see the myriad of stars. This method It is difficult for people with shallow skills to do this, and through this move, it can be seen that Zhaoyan, Dongxu, must be a powerful person who has been honed in this realm for a long time.
Among the ten sects of the Righteous Path, the first one Shi Juying met was the ancestor of the Chen family. He had an old relationship with the immortal who was the head of his family, so he had visited as a guest a month ago. In her opinion, the ancestor of the Chen family, who is the head of the aristocratic family, is actually not as orthodox as the people from the Eighteen Cave Heavens of Zhaoyan. Therefore, seeing that He Yu was sent by Taiyuan Taoism today, Shi Juying couldn't help but think more highly of him. One step ahead of Taiyuan.
Unexpectedly, although the ancestor of the Chen family was not a member of the Eighteen Caves, his own strength was very extraordinary. Today, he showed a little bit of it, so he asked Shi Juying to put away his contempt for him and not dare to make too much of him.
Zhao Yan and his entourage sat down behind the flags hanging high in the sun and the moon. Today's grand gathering can be regarded as the arrival of ten sects.
After that, everyone was sitting upright like a pine tree, their expressions unchanged. Suddenly they heard a burst of fragrance in the wind. From behind the screen, a beautiful woman with a beautiful posture and appearance slowly walked out. Her black hair was like clouds, and her skin was beautiful. Ruyu, a pair of water-cut autumn eyes full of sorrow, and a figure as delicate as a willow tree. However, everyone knows that under those slender white jade hands, they hold infinite power that can turn the world upside down.
She doesn't need to use ostentatious means to show her strength like a few Dongxu monks. As long as Tingting stands there, everything in the world will become smaller in front of her.
This is the pinnacle of Tao pursued by immortals and monks in the world.
At this moment, all the monks stood up and saluted. Mei Lingjun only raised his hand and lifted everyone up. He smiled and said: "It is my luck that you have to come all the way here for this matter. Sit down!"
Even though they had known for a long time that Mei Xian was gentle and quiet, everyone felt like a spring breeze after hearing the words. After taking their seats, Lan Chu sent elders with a gift list in hand to go out and began to sing the salutes one by one. However, this kind of honor can only be achieved by heaven-level people. The sect and above can enjoy it, and the rest are not on the list of gifts. After singing, Mei Lingjun smiled at everyone again, nodded and said, "Thank you all for looking up to me."
Several people in the seats said they didn't dare. Then they saw Mei Lingjun tilting his head slightly and calling out: "Raise the reflection."
"Please give me your instructions." Shi Juying stood respectfully, with a humble expression.
Mei Lingjun looked at her with a smile, raised his hand and said, "Let's light the incense."
"Yes." Shi Juying bowed and stepped back, personally took a long incense stick, bowed three times in front of the hall, burned it, and then put it into the giant cauldron.
As the snow-white smoke slowly rose, everyone sat upright and listened attentively.
Mei Lingjun sighed, cleared his thoughts, and said, "It has been eighty-six thousand four hundred years since I started practicing Taoism. I still remember my childhood..."
Her voice was soft and gentle, like a gentle breeze blowing over clear water, creating ripples in everyone's hearts. Although I am now talking about my own experience of attaining the Tao, it secretly contains the mystery of the Tao. Zhao Chunfu sat on the futon. After Mei Xianren took a few breaths, he unconsciously closed his eyes and sank into it.
Among the fifty disciples in the three realms of externalization, true infant, and union, she was undoubtedly the first one to realize the mystery of Mei Xianren's words. The speed of realization was so fast that even the ancestor of the Chen family had to smack his lips. Tongue was shocked, but he thought that Zhao Shun's understanding was far higher than that of other disciples.
As Mei Lingjun's sermons deepened, disciples who were in a state of meditating and enlightening began to appear one after another. Later, even spiritual monks such as Shi Xiangyuan and Chen Shaohong also began to have some insights. However, when talking about this part of the experience, some The disciples whose realm was insufficient began to wake up and began to digest what they had gained today with a deep look on their faces.
Later, when they arrived at the realm of Dongxu, the ancestors of the Chen family and others also sat cross-legged and fell into meditation, eagerly picking out what they needed. However, because all the monks were comprehending Mei Xianren's sermon, no one noticed that Zhao Xun's breathing was always calm, as if he was sleeping. Immersed in understanding, there is no sign of waking up at all.
Mei Lingjun kept talking, looking at the dusk sky and the golden sun that was about to set. Her heart suddenly palpitated. She knew that the time of ascension was coming, so she stood up with a sigh, and the long incense at this moment had also burned out. The smoke made everyone sink into mysterious thoughts and understandings. She smiled softly, but did not disturb everyone. She turned into a cloud and went straight to the sky.
Under the dome, a long staircase opens out of the third level of heaven, and a majestic door stands at the end of the long staircase. There is an indescribable ancient charm and endless desolation on it.
Zhao Chun: I’ll study, study, study!
(End of chapter)
