Whether Yan Chixia worships her or not, everyone already knows it.
Hundreds of soldiers bowed their heads and flew swords around the mountain.
There is only one person in the world who can give such a gift.
Lord of Penglai.
There was total silence in front of the Taoist temple, and there was a dead silence among the guests.
There was basically no reaction, just staring at the flying sword in a daze.
It's not that I don't know the etiquette or respect the immortal, but the news is so shocking that I almost lose my ability to think.
The porridge seller, the Lord of Penglai...
Completely two extreme existences, suddenly turned into the same person.
The guests who came to Maoshan today were naturally here for Yan Chixia. The reason why he was attracted to Yan Chixia was because he was walking in the world of Penglai.
It is certainly possible that the Lord of Penglai will come in person, and many people have secretly thought about it.
But it is only a fantasy, and no one thinks it will become a reality.
Because it is an immortal, it is easy not to show up in front of others.
Penglai Immortal Island is on the sea, and everyone knows its location. But no one can get up there, and they can’t even see the island.
As a result, they suddenly discovered that the one who only existed in their imagination had actually arrived a long time ago and was right beside them.
He even talked to them and gave them a bowl of porridge.
Missed it?
No, that one is still there.
Soon someone discovered that Yan Chixia was not simply grateful for the sword, but was bowing devoutly in one direction.
On top of a drifting cloud, a figure stood.
The feather robe and white jade crown are pure and spotless. The eyes of the stars circulate and comprehend the vastness of the universe, and the movements of hands and feet reach the sky.
There are auspicious clouds in the sky, and there are immortals on the clouds.
"It's the Lord of Penglai!"
I don’t know who was the first to react, but people finally made some movement, and they all fell to their knees in an instant.
"Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord...someone from my ancestors went to Penglai and got your green leaves. Do you still remember..."
"Look here, I am your loyal believer. If you don't believe me, look, I have a tattoo on my chest."
"Your Excellency, the Immortal Lord, the Zhou family of Liang Kingdom has admired me for a long time. Today's special... eh, for the gift... Well, Sect Master Yan, can you please return the jade lion first? I will give you a big gift another day..."
"Immortal Lord..."
Everyone was so excited that they couldn't control themselves, and they just thought about how to win the favor of the immortal. Some even regret giving gifts too early, leaving them empty-handed now. I was so anxious that I even wanted to get the gift back.
It’s not that I don’t use my brain and I don’t know etiquette, it’s that I can’t think about anything else at all. If there were enough people to become eunuchs to win the favor of the immortals, someone would have to wield a sword to commit suicide in a minute.
Only Yan Chixia was not so excited. She lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake, waiting anxiously for the Lord's decision.
"Back then I borrowed the sword to slay evil spirits, but today I give you the sword to open up mountains." Su Qing said quietly.
The crowd, which was noisy just now, fell silent instantly.
No means, just pure instinct.
Immortals speak, and sentient beings listen.
Su Qing looked at Yan Chixia: "You are traveling for Penglai, and Xuanxin Zhengzong is also the branch of Penglai. You accept new branches and leaves as disciples, and practice Taoism through ups and downs in the world of mortals."
"I will obey your Majesty's decree." Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time her mood became inexplicably complicated.
The sect that was originally just a casual practice has now gained the approval of the Lord. Although not reprimanding is not a bad thing, it means that he has to shoulder more responsibilities.
Yan Chixia's mood was complicated, but everyone else was excited. Especially the four elders and a group of founding disciples were so excited that they almost suffocated.
Previously, Yan Chixia's words should not be passed on lightly. She founded the sect only for the purpose of integration and did not think about passing on the mantle. But the Lord of Penglai's words undoubtedly gave permission.
All the visitors from the world were equally excited, and they all heard the profound meaning of these words.
The Lord of Penglai has never accepted a disciple, and Yan Chixia is only a disciple of Penglai. But now Xuanxin Zhengzong has received immortal certification and has officially become a branch of Penglai Xiandao.
This is not some martial arts sect, but an upright fairy sect!
only……
Some people subconsciously looked at the small Taoist temple and the uncivilized primitive scenery of Maoshan.
This fairy sect seems to be a bit too fairy.
"The humble house is empty and the world is busy, and the dojo under the door should not be shabby." Su Qing said, "The sword is only given to one person. Xuanxin Zhengzong has another gift."
Everyone was stunned and suddenly became excited.
Yes, the sword is for Yan Chixia, but the Immortal Sect should have another reward. Your Majesty said that the field was shabby, so why don't you give me a gold plaque or a stone tablet?
Soon, they had their answer.
"Xuanxin Zongzong founded the mountain, and the Immortal Sect came to the world for the first time. The Jinbi Danchao Shen'an, the blessed land of Maoshan and the cave sky."
Su Qing spoke again, pointing downwards.
A group of rays of light grows from small to large, as if covered by a huge tulle.
The sky is filled with light and the earth is roaring.
The entire mountain range was covered by the glow, and everything in the mountains changed accordingly.
The trees and flowers seemed to come alive, rolling and swaying like ocean waves.
The crooked trees were rearranged, maintaining their original appearance while being orderly. The messy weeds reflected the emerald green and were smoother than the girl's hair.
The land beneath the mountain is either raised or sunken, and the scattered gravel arranges itself as if directed by someone.
The narrow mountain road became spacious, and the rocks turned into stone steps. Buildings rise from the top of the mountain to form a grand palace.
There is a jade gate at the foot of the mountain, and a pavilion and ancestral platform on the top. The top of the mountain is in the middle of the Taiyuan Palace, and the square in front of the palace embraces all rivers.
The palaces are built on top of each other, and the buildings and courtyards are connected to each other.
Looking around, it is magnificent and magnificent. The simple Taoist temple has long since disappeared, and only the Maoshan Immortal Gate stands in the world.
"A miracle! This is a miracle!!!"
The silent crowd made a sound again, and the admiration that happened in front of them was almost suffocating.
Before, he was standing among weeds and pebbles, but now he is standing in the jade-paved square in front of the temple. Many people couldn't help but squat down and touch them. They couldn't believe that these were real. Some people even pinched themselves secretly, wondering if it was an hallucination in a dream.
"He is indeed a god, he actually has such a method."
"Is it true?"
"Who will tell me if this is a dream?"
"Is this what happened just now, but I didn't notice it..."
Not many people dare to believe it is true, even those with imagination cannot believe it.
Previously, the master of Penglai only existed in legends, and very few people had actually witnessed the immortal's methods. Coupled with the passage of time and the death of many people, many voices of doubt gradually arose. After all, there are more and more warriors in the Yuanshen realm, and methods at that level seem inhuman.
Many people secretly suspect that the Lord of Penglai is actually a martial arts master and not a so-called immortal at all.
As for those legends, they are just rumors. Even if he is really an immortal, he is not essentially different from a strong martial artist.
But now, no one doubts it anymore.
Those who have doubted are only ashamed of their own stupidity.
A single finger turns the mountains and rivers into shape, and instantly transforms into a palace.
No matter how high you practice martial arts, you can't do this kind of thing.
"The Immortal's methods are indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Even the Imperial Palace cannot compare with such a magnificent palace."
Some people kept exclaiming in admiration.
The prince of Qing and the fourth prince of Chu looked at each other, and Commander Meng and other people in the court also looked strange.
Comparing it to the palace? Who are you scolding?
Putting all the palaces of the Six Kingdoms together, it would not be as good as the Xuan Xin Zhengzong.
It’s not that the venue is big or the palace is beautiful, but that this is not what the human world should have.
Look at the jade on the ground and the tiles on the ridge, and you can't tell the material. The palace may be splendid at best, but there are no traces of construction here at all. You can't even see the cracks in the bricks. Standing here is like standing on a painting.
Everyone exclaimed and praised, and the four elders burst into tears.
This is what Xuanxin Zongzong should be like, what the hell was it called before. If it weren't for the background of Penglai, the joke would have been laughed at.
Everyone exclaimed and admired, except Yan Chixia who felt heavier and heavier.
Others only saw the immortal coming in person to bestow heavy gifts, but Yan Chixia realized something else from it.
Your Majesty will never show kindness easily, even if you just send a word, there is enough fate.
But here, I gave you a personal fairy sword first, and now I have to say goodbye again?
What do you want to do? What do you think of me?
Yan Chixia gritted her teeth and plucked up the courage to pay her respects. "Your Majesty gave me a fairy sword and cast a spell to enlighten Maoshan. Yan Chixia is too ashamed to accept such a gift from God. If possible, I would like you to take back the gift."
Swish——
The whole place fell silent immediately, which was even better than what Su Qing had just said.
The sound was not loud at all, but everyone was very harsh. The four elders' hands trembled at the same time, and they even wanted to strangle their necks and cover their mouths.
You don’t want the fate that no one else can ask for, and you still want to take it back? As the saying goes, there is no shame in giving face. You don’t even want the face given by the immortal. Do you want to go to heaven?
More people were too scared to speak.
If the emperor's reward is rejected, the emperor's anger will often be triggered. The immortal's reward was rejected. Wouldn't it be thundering at this moment?
"The fairy tree Qinglin was given to you back then, and the sword was just a fulfillment of yesterday's promise. As for the dojo given to you today, it was a fate planted by you yourself." Su Qing did not get angry, but only reminded.
"If you ask about immortality, you can be at ease. However, the cause you have planted cannot be fruitless. The responsibility has to be returned, so how can you escape. Without Yan Chixia, the Xuanxin Zongzong can still exist in the world forever. But if this fate is abandoned, How can Yan Chixia be so free?"
Yan Chixia was silent for a long time and bowed her head: "Yan Chixia will definitely fulfill her duties and carry forward the Xuanxin Zongzong to live up to your high expectations."
Su Qing said: "You have your responsibilities, but there is no need to restrain yourself. The Tao and the Dharma can be passed on, and if something happens, the disciples will do their duty."
Yan Chixia bowed and claimed, while others were breathing rapidly.
The Tao can be passed on!
…
To the southwest of Qingzhou, at the junction of Liang and Yan, there is a fierce mountain. The wall stands thousands of feet high, and the birds and beasts are all confused. Legend has it that there was an alchemist who was practicing Qiangxiu, but the journey was difficult, and he felt inspired by God. Immortals arrived, transformed into evil mountains, built palaces, and finally turned into caves and heavens. At that time, some scholars came here because of their fame and wanted to seek immortality, but none of them got their wish. Or it is said that it is said that An Neng believes in it. It's true, but it's rare even if you don't have a chance.
"Nine Continent Strange Stories"
