As soon as he thought about it, Qi Jingzhi had already made a list in his mind, listing the surnames that might conflict with his own.
It's not that he has any prejudice against these surnames, it's actually that the family members and practitioners he meets must pay more or less attention to the origin of their surnames.
Perhaps a rebellion four to five hundred years ago was too far away for ordinary people. Even Chen Er became a government servant and could bully him, a commoner with the surname Jiang of Qi.
However, just seeing that Chen Taiqiu, who was more than 200 years old, was said to have died young by Lord Langya, we know that in the hearts of these great monks who can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, the grudges and hatreds of hundreds of years ago may still remain the same. As fresh as yesterday.
"As the saying goes, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. When you meet the descendants of these surnames, especially the elderly monks, it is always beneficial to be more careful."
This thought flashed through Qi Jingzhi's mind, so he put it aside and stopped thinking about it. He turned to Lord Langya and asked, "Senior, do you think that Ding Lingwei of the Jiang family has also joined the Immortal Feather Mountain?"
Hearing this, Zheng Xian nodded and raised his hand to point to the golden nest on the tree crown: "There are always some pretentious disciples of the Ding family named Jiang who want to learn from the strengths of other families and add a new one to their own Tiger Seal Sutra." It’s a pity that most of the array diagrams that have been tinkered with are flashy things, and only a few have succeeded.”
"At that time, Ding Lingwei was astonishingly talented and arrogant. Just like his descendant An Fenghou, he refused to concentrate on studying the "Tiger Seal Sutra" and always wanted to play some side tricks, so he worshiped the predecessor Xuandu Guan The master is a teacher and has learned the "Xianyu Sutra" which is secretly passed down by the Feng clan of Xianyu Mountain."
"Not to mention, he was extremely talented, entered the country quickly, and caught up with the opportunity to put down the Chen family's rebellion. He applied what he learned on the battlefield, checked for leaks and filled up the gaps, and gained a lot from the Chen family's library. It's really... He created a quite practical formation called the Crane Wing Formation, and thus reached the threshold of the fifth realm."
"Once this is accomplished, there will really be an additional formation diagram in the "Tiger Ring Sutra" written by Ding, a descendant of the Jiang family of Qi State!"
Qi Jingzhi had just heard clearly that there were four formations in the "Tiger Ring Sutra": Flying Osprey, Changhong, Repeating, and Bagua, but there were no crane wings, so he knew that Ding Lingwei must have failed.
Before he could ask, Zheng Xian was heard sighing: "It's a pity that Ding Lingwei was too conceited and broke through the realm in a hurry when he didn't have enough savings. He also created the Crane Wing Formation while breaking through the realm, so he broke through the realm and created the law at the same time. The stacking of calamities attracted extremely powerful external demons in the Wuji Wilderness, so that the success was almost defeated."
"Since then, his spirit has been lost in the infinite wilderness, and he has not returned yet. His body remains on the Fairy Feather Mountain, disintegrating into a crane, and living in a state of confusion for nearly five hundred years!"
Speaking of this, Langya Jun couldn't help but sigh, stroking his palms and chanting softly: "Ding Ling bids farewell to the world, brushes his clothes and walks towards the immortal road. After refining the nine elixirs, he will go with the five clouds. Usona covers A secluded cave, a place hidden in the depths of peach and apricot. I wonder how many times have I turned into a crane and returned from the Liaohai Sea?"
He chanted but then shook his head: "The spirit is lost in the wild, and only a corpse of a crane is left. How can he remember his relatives, friends, and scenery of his hometown in the past? In this land of Liaohai, Ding Lingwei may never come back in his lifetime!"
By this time, Qi Jingzhi could conclude that this Langya Lord had an extraordinary friendship with the Ding family of Jiang, especially Ding Lingwei, but he didn't know what he would do if there was such a big mess in Jiuzhen County, Liaozhou and even the six states of the East China Sea. Deal with the two Anfenghou brothers.
A few people were silent for a while, and then they saw that the phoenix nest on the golden canopy was obviously a few times larger, but it was still not worth mentioning compared to the canopy. The sounds of fighting, wailing, etc. gradually disappeared from inside, and it seemed quite quiet. .
In fact, not only the direction of the tree crown, but also the Iron Guards of the Hou Mansion outside Baiyun Palace and even the entire Jiuzhen County City were all silent at this moment, as if they were a dead city. It was unknown whether the soldiers and civilians in the city were affected by various changes, especially the golden color. The giant tree was stunned. It was Langya Lord who used secret techniques to isolate Baiyun Palace from the outside world.
Anyway, until now, the hundred tiger warriors who were supposed to be ordered to follow Geshu Dashi's orders and defend the main hall of Baiyun Palace to the death are still missing.
Langya Lord Zheng Xian had already recovered his mood and restored his previous gentle and approachable gentlemanly demeanor. He shook his head and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to follow the laws of nature and wait for the harvest day, but I was almost killed by this.
Two juniors from the Ding family destroyed the spiritual fields of Liuzhou, and Zheng could only do nothing but encourage them! "
He took off the white feather fan shaped like a phoenix tail from his waist, waved it toward the tree crown, and a faint white fluorescence scattered.
The Golden Threaded Mist Tiger quietly appeared on the branch, but its size was no longer the same, and it looked like a small hill.
It opened its mouth to hold the golden phoenix nest covered by the filthy sea of black water, turned its head and burrowed deep into the canopy of the tree.
The next moment, the entire giant golden tree seemed to come alive, its branches and leaves began to sway in the wind, and within a moment, clusters of dense golden flowers grew out.
Immediately afterwards, these flower buds suddenly bloomed, producing clusters of five-petaled flowers. However, compared to the giant golden tree, these flowers were actually as small as futons.
As the flowers on the tree bloom in an instant, a rich sweet fragrance spreads, which makes people feel refreshed.
Qi Jingzhi felt that the flowers and the fragrance were all familiar, and they were quite similar to the scene when the jujube tree was in bloom.
Then they saw Langya Lord Zheng Xian wave the white feather fan in his hand again, and shouted in a low voice: "Where is the Golden Winged Envoy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of bees emerged from the void. Each one was as big as the two golden birds before. Their whole body was covered with golden light, and the sound of flapping wings was heard in an instant. , just like the roar of wind and thunder.
These golden bees, called "Golden Winged Envoys," fly in and out among the trees and flowers in swarms, obviously gathering nectar for pollination.
Qi Jingzhi grew up in the mountains and became more and more familiar with such scenes. However, whether it was trees, flowers or bees, they were all huge and unprecedented. The more he looked at them, the more strange and even scary they became.
Especially those golden winged envoys. Just look at the fierce wind and huge sound waves they create when they flap their wings. If an ordinary person falls into the swarm, he is afraid that he will be cut into pieces.
The Golden Winged Envoys worked very quickly, but within a short time they disappeared into the void with the fragrant honey fragrance all over their bodies. The golden flowers on the tree also left the branches and fell rustlingly, but they fell before they even hit the ground. Suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, jujubes as big as melons appeared on the branches, huge and fragrant, and the trees were covered with them.
The increasingly intoxicating fragrance of dates not only enveloped the four people under the tree, but also spread for ten miles and could be heard throughout the city.
Langya Lord Zheng Xian suddenly spread out his green robe and immediately flew away without wings, flying into the clouds.
"The soul is back! There is no east, no west, no south, no north!"
The ethereal and distant singing sound echoed up and down the golden tree, between heaven and earth.
"The soul has nowhere to go, and it cannot return! The blue sea is turbulent, and the blue abyss is deep. The whales are making waves, and the chi dragons are flowing side by side. The teeth are like mountains of knives, hanging in the bones. The soul is returning, and it cannot cross!"
"The soul has no south, feeding tigers and leopards! The light is like burning, and the secluded forest blocks the road. The white forehead is entangled, and the snakes are winding. The teeth are like swords, killing people is like numbness. When the soul comes back, you can't step in!"
Following the song of Langya Lord Zheng Xian, there seemed to be the sound of rushing water, and there were countless howls and screams, which resounded through Yin and Yang and echoed throughout the city.
"The soul has no west, and the journey is difficult! The ladder to heaven is connected, and the bird path is cut off. The quicksand is thousands of miles, spiraling into the thundery abyss. The horse's feet are kicked sideways, and the wheels are tearing down the hills. When the soul returns, it cannot be crossed!"
"The soul has no north, and it is so bitter! The cold mountains are covered with snow, and the frozen clouds cannot fly. The ice is growing in the mountains, and the snow is drifting thousands of miles. The candle dragon breathes, and the harsh wind tears the clothes. When the soul comes back, you can't go there!"
Qi Jingzhi had already lit the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick, and covered his head with haze feathers. Looking around, he saw that the statue of the God of Autumn had long since disappeared, and there was only one giant tree left in the world, which was even bigger than before.
The tree is towering, covering the world, like a golden city in the sky.
The bark of the tree is chapped, and the low-lying areas are like thousands of ravines, separated by golden scales and high hills.
In the rift valley between the golden scale hills, there is a faint flow of river water. Thousands of turbid currents meander and intersect, rushing upwards and reaching the treetops.
In the dim water, more than a hundred undead souls first appeared one after another. They were the Wei clan members who had already entered the underworld. Then dozens more people emerged one after another. Most of them were wearing armor and having auras covering their bodies. .
Among them, the one with the most brilliance is a man in red robe and red armor.
The middle-aged man actually retained his clear mind and struggled to break free from the river. He cupped his fists and saluted Mr. Langya who was floating in the air. He immediately turned into a ray of light and headed southwest.
Immediately afterwards, two sharp claws appeared out of thin air, one black and the other gray. They exploded with two bangs one after another, and suddenly turned into hundreds or thousands of dead souls, or fell into the turbid currents of the rift valley, or It falls on the golden scale high hill.
Lord Langya raised the white feather fan in his hand, pointed at the top of the golden branch, and said solemnly: "I am Lord Zheng Xian of Langya of Great Qi. I guard the East China Sea and sow the fields of gold. Now that I see you innocent people dying, I feel very sorry for them. In this place and now, we are opening the gates of blessing and widening the realm of Dharma, summoning souls to overcome death, and eradicating sins and relieving suffering."
Just a few words, like the holy words of immortal sounds, attracted more dead souls to emerge from the turbid currents of the underworld, and followed the words to Zheng Xian, their eyes gradually filled with a look of wisdom.
"If there are those who don't want to reincarnate, you can enter my Dharma Realm and live in the golden dates to replenish your soul and live a long life. If Zheng is lucky enough to cultivate a blessed land and open up a cave in his year, you will have your share. Good luck!"
As soon as these words came out, many dead souls were like waking up from a dream, and their ignorance was gone. For a while, they were noisy, sad and happy. They either used the power of the water or climbed on the golden scales to emit strange fragrance and body towards the branches. Golden dates as big as melons surged away.
On top of the brilliant golden giant tree, thousands of undead souls are climbing and fighting to cross. They look like ghosts and ghosts in the underworld, but they reveal an indescribable sacred solemnity that makes people's scalp numb just by looking at them.
There were already two lines of hot tears streaming down Wei Bao's face, and now he fell to his knees with a plop, first kowtowed to his relatives, and then turned to the direction of Lord Langya and kowtowed heavily.
Faced with this situation, Qi Jingzhi and Geshu Dashi naturally would not stop this single seedling of the Wei family. They looked at each other, both shocked and speechless.
Compared with the ghosts and gods of the underworld who were consecrated by the king in various places in Daqi, this Langya Juncai is more like a majestic god who controls the underworld and herds all ghosts.
But in a moment, except for the middle-aged man in red armor who left on his own and was suspected to be Captain Ji, the dead souls of the other innocent people who died tragically in this incident all found a golden date to hide in, and slept soundly in it. Like a fetus.
Langya Lord Zheng Xian raised his fan, and immediately several extremely huge golden dates flew out from the depths of the tree crown. There were three large ones, all as tall as a person, and six small ones, ranging from one to two feet to three to five feet in length.
As he landed lightly, these golden dates slowly flew over and hung behind him like stars over the moon.
At the same time, the giant golden tree suddenly shrank in size, and in the blink of an eye turned into a golden date as big as a red gold bead, falling into Zheng Xian's palm.
He glanced around the field calmly and saw that the three young people were all excited and eloquent. He couldn't help but smile. Then he cast his gaze on the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
However, Lord Langya didn't say anything. He just waved his feather fan gently, stirring up a faint breeze. Not only did he lift up Wei Bao who was kneeling on the ground with a look of loss, he also easily lifted up the Yinsha Feng Mother. The blood flames are extinguished.
The blood light dissipated, the netherworld disappeared, and there were no more monks fighting in the sky, no fighting for strange objects, no spiritual energy dissipating, no bright flames, no undead hedgehogs gathering, no ghosts showing off their evil deeds.
As a result, the sky is clear, the air is clear, and the wind and smoke are pure, making people feel at ease.
Langya Lord Zheng Xian opened his mouth and spat out, and a golden cauldron half as tall as a man fell in front of everyone.
The golden energy in the cauldron boils like clouds of smoke, and two columns of extremely conspicuous inscriptions are engraved on the cauldron.
It says on the right: "The golden stove and the divine cauldron return the elixir and gold liquid."
Zuo said: "Ascend to heaven and live on earth, and live forever!"
There is also a large string of small characters at the bottom: "The blood descendant of Emperor Yan, the young son of Wucheng, and the minister Jiang Jingshu, who obeyed the holy way, accepted the destiny of heaven, proclaimed himself king in the fields of Fengxiang and the ruins of Zizheng, became the lord of the Zheng Kingdom with the surname Jiang, and started the Zhengjing family line. , cast a tripod to commemorate it and pass it on to future generations."
Qi Jingzhi had seen too many unbelievable and strange things tonight. He was already a little numb when he saw this golden tripod. On the contrary, it was the inscriptions on the tripod that attracted his attention more. He couldn't help but take two steps closer and read softly. Again.
When he first saw the golden tripod, he thought it was Lord Langya's innate weapon, but after reading the inscription, he realized that he had been wrong.
Seeing this, Langya Lord Zheng Xian smiled and said: "This is Zheng
An heirloom! "
"During the time of King Wuchengsheng, the Jiang and the concubines worked together to destroy the kingdoms of Zi. After the fall of Zheng, our ancestors, as the youngest sons of Wuchengsheng, were ordered to establish the Zheng Kingdom on the ruins in order to subdue the Zheng people."
"Later, Emperor Mu of the Ji clan betrayed his faith and seized the Zheng Kingdom as his capital. Jiang Zheng was destroyed and was called Xizheng in history. The Zheng Jing clan, the remaining clan in the country, gradually disappeared into obscurity and today they call themselves the Zheng clan."
Qi Jingzhi heard another piece of ancient history about the rise and fall of Shengjiang. Although it was only a few words, there was a bloody beacon in it that could not be hidden.
He couldn't help but secretly think: "The ancestors of the Jiang family, the Ding family, and the Zheng family are both sons of King Wucheng Sheng. The two families are actually brothers. This Langya Lord has a close relationship with Ding Lingwei. It turns out that they still have this connection."
