The remaining months passed by in a flash.
That day, the sky was bright and the air was clear, the waves were calm, the sound of Sanskrit was lingering in the purple bamboo forest, and the disciples were coming and going, but they still looked pure and unchanged.
Suddenly, a wind came from all directions, whistling through the bamboo forest and blowing deep into Xianzhou.
Then a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and dots of aqua blue light emerged from nowhere and floated leisurely between heaven and earth.
It was just a few sparks at first, but within a short time, it became a continuous fire, with the potential to start a prairie fire. For a time, within a radius of five miles, the vitality began to boil, and the aura condensed into a tide.
Shocked to see this change, people suddenly appeared frequently in the continent, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Senior sister, which senior brother or sister is having a baby?"
"That shouldn't be the case. I've heard that when a baby is born, it's a hundred miles away, with many ideas coming and going, and the momentum is much greater than this."
"It shouldn't be a strange phenomenon of elixir formation. Senior sister Wei Lai entered the Golden elixir avenue more than ten years ago, but she didn't have this surge of spiritual energy and a canopy of spiritual energy."
"It's probably caused by a certain senior sister or master's great magical power."
"No, Master..."
While the debate was going on, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "Junior brothers and sisters, don't say too much. The vitality resonates and the spirit blossoms form. This is the sign of a first-grade elixir. It is a rare opportunity. You should understand it with your heart." .”
As his voice faded away, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the spiritual tide surged forward, like a rushing river, rolling forward, converging deep in the bamboo forest, over a quiet room, blending into clouds, and dispersing into a cover.
In the center of the canopy, the spiritual light falls like a waterfall from the sky, straight into the quiet room below.
In the quiet room, Zhu Ling'er's body was bathed in purple light, sitting upright in the air, with a calm face and a peaceful mind. A stream of water-blue spirit flowed from the Baihui point on the top of her head, traveled to the heavens, and finally returned to Qihai Dantian.
In the dantian, a purple lotus swirls gently, and a crystal pill on it emits misty purple flowers, which expands and contracts with each breath.
A few hours later.
The spiritual tide surged, but the canopy remained the same, but Zhu Ling'er was no longer calm, her brows were furrowed, and the purple flowers all over her body were rippled.
When he looked inside, he saw that the sea of consciousness was shrouded in black mist, and it was all misty. Under the mist, there were numerous figures, coming and going like a stream. If you look closely, you will see that they are all old people from the past.
The sisters of the Emei sect, the young and old of the Yuan family, the Xuanyuan sect, everyone from Wang Qing...
The girl spreads her hair, strolls in the courtyard, swims upstream, the sword of wisdom rises and falls in her hand, the old friend's disillusionment disappears, the mist dissipates, and the sea of consciousness becomes clearer.
Until the end, the young man was dressed in white, with a smile on his face, as bright as the summer sun.
The hand rose and the sword fell. The sword edge stopped three inches on the young man's shoulder, but it could not fall down.
After looking at each other for a long time, they finally let out a sigh.
Immediately, the sword of wisdom disintegrated and dissipated like quicksand; the black mist reappeared, billowing and dispersing, and suddenly turned into a bright moon in the night sky. Under the moon, there were two people in the bamboo forest, hugging each other, and it was difficult to leave.
The next moment, the fire started, and both the person in his arms and the moon in the sky turned into blazing flames, burning everything.
The girl was helpless and independent, letting the tongues of fire sweep over her and devour her body, as if she was unconscious, with tears in her eyes.
This is the calamity fire, born from worldly love, arising from obsession with inner demons, burning the soul and burning the spirit, endlessly, until the spirit and soul are extinguished.
And with the calamity fire, the external phenomena also changed.
But the canopy collapsed, the spiritual tide was cut off, and a huge amount of spiritual energy poured out like an angry sea bursting its banks; at the same time, the wind became stronger, almost crazy, and turned upward.
The spiritual light was carried by the wind, flew up to the nine heavens, and gathered into clouds. There was a roar, thunder was born, and the calamity cloud was completed!
At that time, a figure suddenly appeared under the calamity cloud. He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, with a half-twisted Taoist bun, and an orchid temperament. He was none other than the Immortal Qingye.
He turned his plain hand over and took out a small vase with a long neck and a narrow mouth made of celadon glaze. The small vase first dripped a drop of sweet rain downwards, and then sprayed out a large cloud of green clouds upwards.
The green clouds are misty, like smoke and gauze, seeming real and illusory, floating up to the calamity clouds; the sweet rain is blue, clear and translucent, and goes straight into the quiet room.
The next moment, the thunder stopped, the calamity cloud became docile, and in the blink of an eye, it shrank from the size of a mother to a small longan bead, returned with the rays of light, and fell into the vial.
Qingye Shangxian put away the vial and said calmly: "Let's go and meditate each other."
His voice was loud and clear, spreading all over Xianzhou, then he flicked the whisk and disappeared.
"Respect the laws of our master and ancestors."
Quiet room.
With a soft groan, Zhu Ling'er woke up leisurely. She didn't know when she fell on the couch, her soul was weak, and her whole body's spiritual energy was declining, close to nothing.
"It's just that the soul was seriously injured, but not the foundation of the Tao body. It's okay."
Hearing the female voice, Zhu Ling'er struggled to get up, bowed respectfully and said, "Ling'er thanks my uncle for saving his life."
Just then, when the calamity fire was raging, a sweet rain suddenly fell, falling everywhere in the sea of consciousness.
The calamity fire met and dissipated one after another. Only then did Zhu Ling'er regain her consciousness and wake up.
"That's all, you just need to rest for a long time. This is the Xuyuan Pill. If you take it for half a year, your soul will be cured." After saying this, the person left without a trace.
Zhu Ling'er kowtowed again and looked at the small bottle in front of her, lost in thought.
Half a year later, still in front of the three-story bamboo building, the girl prostrated herself and said resolutely: "Ling'er has made up his mind. I ask my uncle to pass on the "Tao of the Supreme Being Ruthless"."
...
Chen Guo, Linchuan County.
Just when Zhu Ling'er was forming the elixir, celestial phenomena also appeared in Canggu.
But at noon, with the blazing sun in the sky, I saw Luohua flowers blooming!
Countless green light points rise from the center of the flower, float into the sky, and cast into the center of the sea of flowers like swallows returning to their nests, each one waiting to be released into a flower bud.
The flower buds trembled slightly and bloomed, but blue and blue auras of light spurted out, entangled in the air, showing the graceful figure of a woman.
It is true that the body is made of crystal jade and the clothes are made of frost. The woman is dressed in an ice blue dress. Her face is as cold as the moonlight, and her eyebrows and eyes are more affectionate than spring water.
Then the spiritual light descended from the sky in five colors and poured straight into the woman's body; the spiritual light traveled through and transformed into the organs, meridians, muscles, bones, flesh and blood.
Then the blue light reappeared and converged in the woman's Dantian, connecting and merging with the crystal blue spiritual light in the sea of qi, forming a bright round elixir.
The elixir appears green and blue in color, with seven orifices opening on it. This is the elixir becoming the second grade, and the flower spirit takes form!
The spiritual pressure soared into the sky and disappeared in a flash. Luo Chen turned his hands and looked back and forth, then stepped lightly and landed on the ground with his bare feet.
"It turned out to be such an experience." He took a deep breath and murmured to himself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, I saw thousands of flowers withering! In the entire Canggu, there is no more Luohua, only a piece of grass and fallen leaves!
Hua Ling was stunned, her eyes filled with tears!
As she prostrated herself, a drop of tear fell towards the flower field and dipped into a section of dead branches.
Then he stood up, stepped into the void, took another look at Canggu, and then turned into rainbow light and flew away through the sky.
After more than a hundred years, Beishan no longer had the wonders of Luohua, nor the grand flower festival. Instead, there were legends in various countries in the north.
According to legend, there is a fairy named Luochen, who is extremely pure and gentle, far more beautiful than the beauty of the world, and has attracted countless merchants, scholars, and nobles in the palace to bow to her.
However, this girl, Luochen, was far from being a wealthy businessman, and she refused to be a literary man. Thanks to the king, she chose a down-and-out scholar and married for a hundred years.
At that time, rich businessmen were resentful, literary magnates were injured, and kings were angry. They might offer bitter advice, or offer inducements and coercion.
Who would have thought that Luo Chen was actually a true immortal who came to the world! When the immortal was angry, the earth shook and the mountains shook! Then the princes and princes paid homage to him from afar, and the literary merchants knelt down in obedience.
And Luochen and his wife also bid farewell to the world, traveled around the mountains and fields, and became the couple of gods...
...
Chen Guo, Qingguo County, Anhe Town.
In the restaurant, there were a lot of people and a lot of chatter, indicating that business was booming.
Next to the window on the second floor, the young man was sitting alone at a table. There were three taels of side dishes and a pot of shochu in front of him, and he was drinking by himself.
Because of his handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, diners occasionally peeked at him and speculated on his identity; some girls even looked back with secret glances.
It was Yuan Qing.
Ciyu met and looked for a place to heal his wounds. After more than two months, the young man finally hurried here and found a restaurant, drank some turbid wine and took a rest.
Not long after, the wine was gone and the young man stood up to leave. He accidentally caught a glimpse of a group of servants diagonally opposite the restaurant, welcoming a handsomely dressed young man into the house.
"At the tenth level of Qi training, the spiritual breath is warm and pure. It seems that he is still a disciple of a great sect." Yuan Qing said secretly.
After thinking for a while, he turned around and sat down, and called the waiter and asked: "Watcher, whose mansion is that diagonally opposite?"
The waiter glanced outside, and then replied with a smile: "Sir, this is your first time coming to our town, Anhe. That family is a famous philanthropist in our town, the Hou Yuan's wife!"
"Oh? Good man, please tell me in detail." Yuan Qing continued to ask.
The waiter heard this and was about to reply, but suddenly stopped and looked at Yuan Qing carefully.
Yuan Qing remained calm and waited for the rest of the story. As expected, the next moment, I heard him test in a soft voice: "Sir, please forgive me for talking too much, but you and the Marquis's wife have nothing to do with each other, right?"
Yuan Qing replied calmly: "I heard his name before I met him, so there is nothing wrong with him."
When the waiter heard this, he looked like he had known this before and replied with a smile: "I knew how a good man like Mr. Hou could make enemies with others! He usually gives porridge and builds bridges, and even gives gifts during holidays. Neighbor leaders gave out red envelopes, and people from all over the country received his favor, and the whole family also received great care from him."
As he spoke, his expression dimmed, and he sighed and said, "But tell me, how come such a good family is still haunted by ghosts? Could it be that they did something immoral in the early years and got retribution?"
"Haunted?" Yuan Qing asked curiously.
"Yes!" The waiter answered: "I don't know what happened. Half a month ago, Mr. Hou suddenly shouted for help in the middle of the night. The voice was so loud that it alarmed the neighbors. It wasn't until the next day that someone inquired and found out. , the old man was actually killed by a ghost last night! In the next half month, it happened one after another, without a day's rest. During this period, the Taoist priests from Woniu Mountain were also invited to exorcise the ghosts and perform rituals. Who knows, not only did the ghosts not be caught, but the Taoist priests inside also Several of them went crazy.”
At this point, he looked at Yuan Qing, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he said: "Master, I think you are extraordinary, you must be a capable person, why don't you try it too? If you can help the Hou Yuan go out If you have a heart problem, then with his character as an old man, he will definitely not treat you badly. When the time comes..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man getting up, throwing down some scattered silver and walking away.
The waiter hurriedly stepped forward and counted, and found that it was far more than the food allowance. He was about to shout and stop, but then he thought about it and stopped.
After taking out the extra food without permission, he looked proud and shouted: "Shopkeeper, check out on the second floor!"
On the street, young man Shi Shiran:
"It's haunted. It's worth checking out. It's also a good time to see where that person came from..."
...
At the same time, thousands of miles away, Chen State, Suzhou border.
Deep in the desert, at the bottom of a certain gravel hill, yellow light flashed, and a figure appeared. Afterwards, the sand and gravel rolled down, revealing a long and deep cave.
The yellow light is gone, revealing the true appearance of the figure, but he is wearing a crown and holding a fan. He is all white, with peach blossoms embroidered on his upper body. His fingers are thick and short, and his face is round and dark. He is Chen Mu.
He looked around and understood the position of the sky. He took out a jade tube and put it between his eyebrows. After a while of drinking tea, he put it away again. Then he raised his sleeves and released a white jade speeding car, which flew away through the air.
