Qiongying transformed into a cloud, stepped on the clouds and flew into the sky, her figure was hidden in the clouds, and followed King Lu's team towards Laoshan.
Only ten miles out of the city, suddenly I heard a melodious song coming from the clouds in the distance.
"If you're drunk and break off one or two broken plum blossoms, you might as well have the peach and plum blossoms come into their own."
"Who is it that brings spring back to the land where the ice and snow have always been frozen?" Qiong Ying heard the voice and went over, only to see a woman in purple clothes and white sitting leaning against the clouds, with her hair tied up in a crystal crown, and cooking wine in a small stove.
That man was also flying towards Laoshan. If he noticed something, he turned around and smiled sweetly: "Is this fellow Taoist also going to Laoshan?"
"Exactly." Qiongying stepped forward and gave her name.
"I, Zhuge Yue, named Xueting, have met Miss Qiongying." The man stood up, saluted, and said with a smile,
"As soon as I met the girl, I felt that we looked familiar, as if we had seen each other in a dream. She was very amiable. If you don't mind, why not go to Laoshan for a banquet with us?" Qiong Ying said calmly: "People who are successful in spiritual practice, Do you also dream?"
"I think about it every day, and I dream about it at night. Not to mention practitioners, gods and immortals are not exempt from the secular world." Zhuge Yueyan smiled at Yan Yan and said,
"When I was a child, I read poetry and loved plum blossoms. Unfortunately, the grass and trees were merciless. Being friends with plum blossoms alone made me feel lonely. So I traveled around the mountains and rivers, hoping to find a friend who was as majestic as a plum blossom..." She said this, hanging down shyly. He raised his eyes, raised his glass, and took a sip.
Only then did Qiong Ying see that her cheeks were slightly red and her temples were sweaty. It turned out that she was already a little drunk before they met. No wonder her behavior was a little frivolous and reckless. The song she sang just now was also improvised while lying drunk in the clouds.
'Thanks to me, if it were someone with malicious intentions, such a good girl would probably suffer some losses today.
Qiongying thought to herself that she was not so alienated anymore. After sitting down, she took the wine glass and shook it, condensing a glass of ice-cold cloud dew, and asked Zhuge Yue to taste it.
Zhuge Yue didn't even take precautions. He reached out to take it and poured a whole cup into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up, his drunkenness subsided a little, he sat up straight, pursed his lips and coughed lightly, and said, "Make Taoist friends laugh." Qiong. Ying saw that she behaved calmly and generously, and loved her frankness. He smiled and said, "I would also like to thank Miss Zhuge for the praise." Zhuge Yue said quickly: "Although I am drunk and incomprehensible, what I say is true." They said. The two of them walked together, and before they knew it, they were already familiar with each other.
"Moon"
"Sister" matches. But Qiongying soon discovered that the beautiful girl in front of her was not the reckless, straightforward, naive and deceitful person she had thought before.
She has a wide network of contacts. The closer she is to Mount Laoshan, the easier it is for practitioners who are also attending the banquet to notice other guests.
In just a few moments, six or seven groups of people had already greeted Zhuge Yue. Among those people, there were swordsmen with a cold temperament, some gloomy old men with mutilated limbs, and some arrogant sects who traveled together.
Their personalities and backgrounds were obviously very different, but they were all able to greet Zhuge Yue in a friendly manner.
Zhuge Yue noticed Qiong Ying's gaze, quietly moved closer, and said softly: "Sister, don't think I'm young, but our Xianfang Zhuge lineage is very good at physiognomy, so we know many warm-hearted seniors and comrades."
"Hahaha, I can attest to this." A big red cassock flew in the air, carrying two monks.
An old man was in disgrace, with wrinkles all over his skin and only a few teeth left, but his earlobes were wide and full of energy. He had rosary beads wrapped around his hands and was sitting cross-legged.
Standing next to him was a young novice monk, dressed in white, with a whisk in the crook of his elbow. He was handsome and cute.
"The old man is very energetic. It seems that you are quite satisfied with the apprentice I found for you." Zhuge Yue said hello and then said to Qiong Ying,
"This is the abbot of Jinshan Temple, Zen Master Lingyou, and the one next to him is his young disciple Fahai." Zen Master Lingyou looked at Qiongying with a look of surprise in his eyes. After greeting each other, he said: "I should be the master of Jinshan Temple again." , Thank you very much to the Zhuge family, Fa Hai is talented and intelligent, and his magical powers can be revealed at a glance. I am afraid that in his weak years, he will be able to catch up with Lao Monk's cultivation."
"If Jinshan Temple can have such a successor, I can feel at ease when I pass away." Fahai also stepped forward and bowed to salute, thanking Zhuge Yue. Every move he made was orderly, like a little grown-up.
Zhuge Yue looked at him, but frowned slightly: "If you only know the clear rules and precepts, it will be beneficial to practice Buddhism and magical powers, but I'm afraid that distracting thoughts will cause disasters in the future, and they will backfire in one fell swoop, and you will be in big trouble." Speaking of this, Lingyou said The Zen master also had a sad face: "I don't have much time left, so I have to do my best." As everyone chatted, they had already flown to the territory of the Laoshan sect, lowering their cloud heads. From the border of Laoshan, the two gate-shaped buildings passing between the peaks.
Dozens of peaks of the Laoshan sect were all decorated with lights and colorful decorations today, and there were not only distinguished guests flying in the clouds, Taoist priests riding the wind, but also many handymen and caravans, mules and horses outside the mountain.
Although the Laoshan Sect is a major cultivating sect, those who are truly successful in cultivating are already at the level of deacons and elders.
The vast majority of disciples still fall in love with delicacies cooked by ordinary people. Even the elders of Laoshan appreciate some dry goods from other places and the skills of chefs.
So today's banquet is really lively, and people from around Laoshan will come to the banquet one after another.
Many practitioners who came to celebrate their birthdays arrived at the main peak and were later led to the eighty-one-table banquet at the summit square.
Gifts are naturally given to the disciples of Laoshan, but there is no rule of roll call according to the gift list. No matter what is given, the disciples of Laoshan will treat it equally and receive it.
Zhuge Yue, Qiong Ying and the masters and apprentices of Jinshan Temple were placed at the same table. There are also several Qi practitioners from the Kunlun Sect sitting at this table. The elder among them is Taoist Master Suihan. He seems to have had a long-standing friendship with Zen Master Lingyou and is also familiar with Zhuge Yue.
Qiong Ying discovered some problems just by listening to their chat. Practitioners in this world are also divided into Qi refiners and loose immortals. In the loose immortal realm, one should be able to live a long life, but there is a saying of nine deaths.
This means that even if you have cultivated to the realm of Sanxian, there is still a decaying energy in your body. Ordinary people and those who are new to Sanxian will experience a death disaster if they live to be a hundred years old.
Ordinary people will naturally die and turn into ghosts. The bodies of loose immortals will also dry up and their souls will turn into ghosts. If you don't want to become evil ghosts, you must do your best to cast spells, set up formations, refine elixirs, and use weapons. Use magic power to return Yang to yourself.
Even if the first death calamity is passed, another death calamity will come every thirty-three years after that, when the decaying energy in the form and spirit suddenly becomes strong.
Legend has it that a Sanxian master who had survived eight death tribulations speculated that if he could survive the ninth death tribulation, he would be able to completely fight against the decay of heaven and earth and ensure his immortality.
But that expert himself couldn't make it, so since ancient times, there has been no immortal person in the world who can truly not be troubled by the calamity of death.
Qiongying inquired about the cultivation levels of Zen Master Lingyou, Taoist Suihan and others, and estimated what the world calls the realm of Sanxian.
The Sanxian who can survive the fifth death calamity is basically equivalent to the realm of the treasure bones of the Water Margin world, which is what the big boss calls the five-star level.
How could a person of this level, in a normal environment, only live a few hundred years before falling into a state of physical and spiritual decay?
You must know that even the way of gold and stone in the Water Margin world has such big drawbacks, and the flying and burying of those people is just an alternative way of cultivation, and it has not really fallen into a state of decay.
Zhao Kuangyin, who was poisoned and flew into the sky, has been floating in the sky for more than a hundred years. As long as he has a chance to be awakened, he can still explode with amazing strength.
The nine-death calamity in this world even has a fixed time limit between each outbreak, which is strange no matter how you hear it.
And there are even stranger ones. Those ghosts and monsters whose cultivation level is far inferior to that of the Sanxian masters can easily live for hundreds of years. As long as they don't go crazy while practicing and don't get hacked to death, they are basically free from any disaster.
Qiongying was pondering the news and when she wanted to continue asking more questions, a Sanqing bell rang in the Laoshan Sect's main hall over there.
The Dharma music is melodious and the Taoist music is exquisite. The leader of the Laoshan Sect stepped out from the hall, wearing a blue robe and white hair, and walking steadily.
After knowing the status of practitioners in this world, Qiongying had a deeper understanding of the Laoshan Sect's status in this world.
Apart from anything else, just being a master who has withstood seven disasters of decay and death and can celebrate his 300th birthday is a symbol of strength.
Qiong Ying estimated that the foundation of this head coach was probably slightly better than his own, and he was already close to the peak of five-star level.
'But Uncle Wu is still a little inferior. I just don't know if he has any powerful magic weapons. For those who practice immortality, magic weapons and magic circle methods will often have a lot of bonuses...' After Laoshan Headmaster came out, he He announced that the birthday banquet could begin, and then waved the whisk in his hand towards the sky.
In an instant, Qiongying had a feeling of things changing and stars moving, and the sky and the earth getting dark. She dazzled for a moment and suddenly became alert, only to find that she was still sitting on the banquet, and the scenery around her had not changed much. Everyone was still sitting quietly.
wrong! Although everything on the main peak of Laoshan Mountain has indeed remained unchanged, the guests are still there and the buildings still look the same.
But if you look from a distance, the layout on other peaks of Mount Laoshan is obviously different from before. There are many fewer people wearing the costumes of Laoshan disciples on duty everywhere. Instead, there are some strong and muscular people, all of whom are nearly ten feet tall. A tall golden armored warrior.
If you look further and beyond the boundaries of Mount Laoshan, you can see that the terrain beyond the peaks of Mount Laoshan is obviously different from when you came here.
There is no longer the city of King Lu, and instead there are many smaller towns, but the total number of people may be much larger than that of King Lu's fiefdom.
The sky here is very dark, without a trace of brilliance, and the ground and rocks are also dark.
"Sister Ying has never participated in these famous banquets before?" Zhuge Yue gently tugged on Qiong Ying's sleeve and whispered,
"No need to be so nervous, it's just a custom for famous families to have a big banquet."
"Just now, the headmaster of Laoshan used the mountain gate formation to change our place. This place is no longer the Laoshan in the Yang world, but the Laoshan in the underworld." Qiong Ying was a little surprised: "The underworld?"
"Yes, the landforms of the underworld and the yang world are very different, but there are also some special places whose influence runs through both yin and yang realms, making the topography of local areas extremely similar." Zhuge Yue said,
"Taishan, Laoshan, Kunlun, Jinshan, Songshan and other famous mountains and historic sites are all like this."
"In ancient legends, it is said that there is the underworld under these famous mountains. It is the place where people go after death. It is the kingdom of ghosts. This is what it means." Qiong Ying is still a little confused: "Then why are you holding a birthday banquet like this? When the time comes, you want to take us to the underworld?”
"The life span of a Taoist monk is much longer than that of ordinary people. It is worthy of joy. There are so many taboos." Zhuge Yue explained carefully,
"This is a conventional rule. Regardless of whether it is a birthday banquet or not, even if it is a happy wedding ceremony, a full moon for offspring, or a succession ceremony, practitioners will be invited to the underworld for a formal banquet."
"Because the underworld is wider than the underworld. After death, if there is no special reason, all living beings will return to the underworld and live in the underworld."
"If there are no accidents, their lifespan will generally reach more than a hundred years. Even without cultivation, they may live to one hundred and fifty years before their ghost bodies dissipate, their memories disappear completely, and they merge into the underworld."
"So the situation in the underworld is much more chaotic than that in the Yang world. There are too many ghosts, and ghosts are fighting with each other everywhere. Often there are only the underworlds of each faction, which can collect the Yin soul Taoist soldiers, arrange formations, maintain order, and make the surrounding areas The area is more peaceful.”
"However, evil ghosts in the underworld emerge in endlessly, often intruding on these peaceful places, and strange winds often pass by. If they are blown by the strange wind, ordinary ghosts may also turn into evil ghosts. All these need to be resisted by formations. The underworld of Pai has suffered a lot of losses.”
"Therefore, practitioners from all walks of life will take advantage of every big banquet to enter the underworld to have a feast, and take advantage of the opportunity to contribute their own magic power to strengthen the formation of the underworld." The two of them were talking. , the master of Laoshan did not stop his movements.
After he brought everyone to the underworld in Laoshan, he put away the fly whisk in his hand and flew out a picture scroll from his sleeve.
The scroll is opened, showing the bright moon in the sky, flying fairies playing music, and goddesses dancing. Master Laoshan just flicked his finger, and a round piece of paper appeared on the screen, which was the bright moon.
This thin piece of paper flew higher and higher, and in a moment, it was already hanging in the sky, just like a bright moon, shining its cold light, illuminating this dim world.
The people on the main peak had not yet reacted, but there was already a burst of cheers among the surrounding peaks.
Qiongying now knows that the peaks of Mount Laoshan in the underworld and the guests at the banquet are naturally the people of the underworld in Laoshan.
They had been living in the underworld for an unknown amount of time and had not seen such a beautiful moonlight. Master Laoshan waved his sleeves again, and suddenly the breeze cleared the air, and the scrolls made a clear sound.
Many thin images flew out from it, leaving only a blank space on the scroll. Those images were flying like pieces of paper, rushing towards the bright moon. I don’t know where they were flying, but they suddenly became three-dimensional.
I saw a burst of clouds passing by, a fairy moon in the sky, and beautiful singing and dancing. Under the moonlight and singing and dancing, the darkness around the underworld in Laoshan seemed to be dissipated, and the ghost people also felt refreshed and less restless.
"It's "Laoshan Dialect Photo Album." Zen Master Lingyou nodded repeatedly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Being able to write lightly, bring people to the underworld physically, and also be able to separate the cultivation level to use this magic weapon, Taoist Brother Laoshan's cultivation level has become more and more exquisite." If he has the cultivation level of Laoshan Headmaster, Why worry about not being able to survive the next disaster of death?
Practitioners in this world cannot turn to ghost cultivation after they die. It is not that no one thought this way in ancient times. But once they want to retain their cultivation in ghost bodies, they will become complete ghosts, completely different from their previous selves. .
But while you are still alive, you must not let down your cultivation. Zen Master Lingyou raised his voice a little higher and said with a smile: "With this moonlight, you can have a great time today." Everyone responded with smiles, and everyone was surging with magic power, ready to pour magic power into the underworld of Laoshan Mountain.
Qiongying looked at their auras, but then remembered something: "Everyone's magic power is too different. If they are all poured into the same formation, is it really okay?" If the spiritual fetus of the big leader is here, everyone present will Even if it is ten times more, there is no need to worry about the problem of mana conflict.
But the problem is that there may never have been a six-star practitioner in this world. How advanced can the magical weapons and formations used be?
After so many years, what did they use to resolve the conflict of mana? Zhuge Yue looked at Qiong Ying. She was really confused now, but she quickly smiled and was ready to explain.
At this time, Taoist Master Suihan suddenly let out a light sigh, looked to the west, and said, "Is that a hurricane in the underworld?" The underworld and the yang world in this world are not planetary structures. Although there are mountains, plains, and oceans, the overall Generally speaking, it is relatively flat.
This also makes it easier for people in this world to observe distant scenery. These people on the main peak of Laoshan Yin Mansion are all accomplished figures in cultivation and have a broader vision.
They heard the sound and looked around, and sure enough, they all vaguely saw a writhing black tide in the west.
"It's still more than two thousand miles away from us, but judging from the direction of movement, it's very likely that it will hit the underworld of Laoshan." Taoist priest Sui Han counted with his fingers.
"It's weird. According to the underworld calendar, there shouldn't be such a big evil wind passing through this season." Many practitioners started talking after looking at it carefully.
“It’s not like there have never been storms in the underworld that violate the calendar.”
"On the eve of the founding of the Wei Dynasty, various countries were involved in a melee. Even demons, ghosts, and various sects were involved in the melee. They all fought in the Mount Tai area, resulting in countless deaths and injuries. That year, a big storm broke out in the underworld that violated the calendar."
"If there are too many human casualties, it will cause abnormal evil winds. The underworld of the Nineteenth Sect of Taishan was also destroyed that year." Laoshan Headmaster frowned, and a Laoshan elder beside him said: "Impossible. Since then, all the cultivating sects have sworn not to interfere in the change of dynasty. Besides, in recent years, there have not been such big military disasters in the world." Zhuge Yue's expression became even more ugly, and she gritted her teeth and said: "According to the statistics of my hidden Zhuge lineage. , the world is 90,000 miles from north to south and 109,000 miles from east to west. In recent years, there have been about 20 million people living there. There is indeed no war to destroy the country."
"Even if some places encounter natural disasters, the evil wind brewing should still be calculated by the underworld calendar."
"Can it trigger such an out-of-season storm... Where on earth could so many ghosts suddenly appear?!"......... Directly south of Laoshan Mountain's Yin Mansion, 2,800 miles away.
In the town, a group of people were running desperately.
"Whoa, whoa, help! Look carefully, the young man who is running the fastest among them has a pale face with no color at all. The T-shirt he is wearing has a little blond girl printed on it. This little girl's His hair color is the only color on his body that is different from black and white.
"Although I heard that the frequency of murders in Tokyo is frightening, I just went to a comic exhibition and I encountered gangsters and police cars shooting at each other in the street, and I even encountered someone who kicked a football more than a thousand meters away. A primary school student with black-rimmed glasses, this is outrageous enough.”
"Why was it that when I looked up at the football, I missed it and drowned on the spot... And how come I was chased and bitten by a group of ancient ghosts in the underworld?!" He yelled along the way, filled with grief and anger.
"Obviously I have become a ghost that can tear off my own hands and feet without feeling any pain. Why can't I fly?" The state of ordinary ghosts in the underworld is similar to that of ordinary people in the human world. They don't have too exaggerated physical abilities and can't fly. Penetrate house obstructions.
The only good thing is that they will not be hurt by things in the underworld. Even if they are dropped or bumped, their limbs are often scattered on the ground. They can just pick them up later and put them back together.
However, it would be different if he was bitten by other ghosts... There was a tooth mark on the back of the young man's hand. It was so painful that he forgot how painful it was at that time and only left it in his mind.
“That hurts” impression. The unbearable pain of life made him successfully run out of the town while being chased by a group of ghosts.
There is a forest outside the town. The young man in the T-shirt rushed over without noticing the ghosts following him. After leaving the town, he slowed down and looked at the woods, as if he was afraid to move forward. .
Just when the young man was about to rush into the woods. Suddenly, there was an explosion in the forest, and a big tree flew into the air and broke into several sections.
Then a young man in blue ancient clothes, as light as a swallow, flew out on the treetops. The young man in the T-shirt was startled.
The young man in ancient costume glanced at him and seemed to have recognized that he was not the kind of ghost that would bite people. He grabbed the young man's collar with one hand and pulled him to run away.
This is much faster than the young man in the T-shirt ran by himself just now. Because when the young man was dragged away, his whole body was already floating in the air. He could barely move his head and could only see the scenery behind the boy in costume, so he quickly understood why the boy in costume ran away.
Because in that forest, every tree in it is now rising from the ground, and the tree roots are like two strong and powerful legs.
Those branches were like hundreds of wildly long arms, with big bloody mouths and rough human faces on the trunks, and they chased after them with shouts.
"Oh my god!" The young man suddenly calmed down after screaming.
"Haha, it's boring. I must be dreaming. It'll be fine if I wake up. I'll be fine if I wake up. I fell asleep at the comic exhibition. I wonder if I will meet a kind-hearted young lady... Hehehe..." He closed He closed his eyes and smiled dryly with his white teeth, but he couldn't stop the cold sweat rolling down his forehead.
He didn't know how long it took, but he felt that his body was no longer floating in the air and he was sitting on the ground.
"Okay, don't be afraid. This place is safe for the time being." A gentle and clear young man's voice sounded in his ears.
The young man in the T-shirt opened his eyes and saw that this place seemed to be a forest. The difference was that all the trees here had been chopped down to the ground.
Some trees were placed in a mess, and some trees were processed. The trunks were placed horizontally among several wooden piles to form wooden walls, as if they were made into fortifications.
Surrounded by wooden walls, there is a simple camp. It is so simple that there is no tent at all, just people sitting in twos and threes.
Oh, it should be
"Ghosts". The expressions on the faces of these ghosts were quite vivid, unlike those ghosts that laughed and screamed and chased and bit me. The young ghost in a T-shirt finally relaxed a little.
He then looked at the young man in blue next to the statue and was suddenly shocked: "You are that, that, that, Xiao Zhan Zhao, no, your name is Shi Shi... Shi Xiaolong?!"
"What little dragon?" The boy in blue was confused, but he still smiled and said,
"You got the wrong person. My name is Yin Tianchou."
