Are the years peaceful?
It seems that everything has become Shi Yi's home court, looking at his mediocre performance?
It's all just an illusion.
Shi Yi is a ticket.
It was a cover set up by Feng Linmo.
When someone is fooled by this pretense and follows into the game.
Feng Linwen is about to start the real action!
Cut off the flow and source.
The world where Shi Yi transformed into the little Taoist priest Qingxu suddenly began to experience a decline in spiritual energy.
No matter how powerful a monk is, as long as he has not reached a level that transcends the boundaries of the world, he will be restricted by the environment.
When the dryness that emerged from the depths of the entire world struck, all practitioners became helpless.
At this time, Shi Yi was different.
Two worlds, two bodies, intertwined back and forth, he has no shortage of spiritual energy.
For the increasingly dry world of spiritual practice, he is as attractive as Tang Monk.
And similarly, in this situation, Shi Yi is absolutely reluctant to part with this spiritual world that is about to enter 'death'. As a trader, his gambling nature will make him risk his life.
Of course, no matter whether it is a world of cultivation, it will gradually fall into the end of Dharma.
Or cultivating Shi Yi, neither is Feng Linyi's real purpose.
His true purpose remains unchanged.
Everything else is just preparation for this purpose.
Don't worry!
Don't worry!
More haste less speed.
When a world's spiritual energy fades, it doesn't disappear all of a sudden, but it reveals its clues in the deepest part, and then spreads all over the world.
At this time... in the whole world, perhaps only a handful of people with the deepest cultivation felt something and began to feel worried.
Shi Yi doesn't know yet that he is about to shoulder a heavy responsibility.
The little Taoist priest on Cangxia Mountain practiced as usual, gradually stabilizing his heart that was originally impetuous due to the worldly world.
Shi Yi has become very proficient in practicing the Doumen True Techniques and Wind and Thunder Escape Techniques passed down from Cangxia Temple. In his spare time, he can call up Qing Du and other familiar disciples to play in the mountains and forests together, which is equally enjoyable.
The area where Cangxia Mountain is located is located in the huge empire in the center of the continent...Xia. Xia Liguo has been around for more than five hundred years, and now he has reached his twilight years.
Coupled with the murderous intention from the sky, everything changes.
There are also foolish kings who ignore government affairs, powerful officials are in power, and corrupt officials are rampant. Therefore, it is difficult to imagine that there is still peace and harmony on the fairy mountain, but in fact, the people below the mountain are already in dire straits.
As the saying goes, when a country is about to perish, evildoers will appear. Humanity has declined, monsters naturally dare to come out and run rampant, and the Xia Kingdom is in chaos. Although there are still many people with lofty ideals who want to bring order to the chaos and revive the government, it is a pity that it is only a drop in the bucket.
Shi Yi learned all of this from some of his classmates. He always had a strong curiosity about this world that was similar to ancient times but was prosperous with a spiritual civilization.
When the morning sun shone on the steps of the bamboo house, the spell puppet knocked on the door of Shi Yi's room.
Opening the bamboo door, the puppet walked in holding a large bamboo box and a bundle.
"So early! What's the matter?" Shi Yi asked the puppet while washing his face with the water that dripped from the roof beams and fell into the stone trough last night.
Puppet people are not necessarily mindless.
In addition to the enlightenment of true immortals, the essence of some evil spirits can also be injected into it as the core and driven by Taoist practitioners.
But I heard the puppet say: "Master told me, you go up the mountain to practice. After three years, you should go down the mountain to accumulate external skills and practice!"
Shi Yi put down the face scarf in his hand and put the green Taoist robe on his body. Then he looked at the puppet man and let his long hair hang loosely without tying up a bun. He said, "Did Master say anything else?"
The puppet patted the long bamboo box in his arms and said, "This is specially prepared for you by the master."
Shi Yi stepped forward and picked up the purple bamboo box, and then looked at it carefully. The box was made of pieces of tiny sword-like purple bamboo. Each small sword was engraved with some mysterious talismans. Look. It sounds both quaint and mysterious.
"This is carved from the thousand-year-old purple bamboo collected by the owner. It can be divided into 8888 small bamboo swords in total. Each bamboo sword is engraved with wind and thunder talismans. If used together with the wind and thunder escape method, If so, it will be even more miraculous!" The puppet explained on the side.
Shi Yi stroked the bamboo box in his hand, and then asked: "Is this what Master said?"
"Oh! The master also said that when you go down the mountain to practice, you are cultivating the Tao and the heart. There is no set time for travel. You can come back when you think you can go back to the mountain, but you must remember one thing." The puppet seemed to It was relayed very mechanically.
"What are you talking about?" Shi Yi asked hurriedly.
"The master told you to remember that good is good, evil is evil, people are people, and monsters are monsters." The puppet man said forcefully.
"Good is good, evil is evil, people are people, monsters are monsters. Okay! I remember!" Shi Yi casually carried the purple bamboo box on his back, then put the baggage in the bamboo box and said to Said the puppet man.
Even so, you may not listen to it.
As an urbanite, we pay more attention to pragmatism.
To put it bluntly, there is no core belief for which you can give up your life.
More inclined to self-interest, but very lax in terms of stance and benefiting others.
Shi Yi didn't have much feelings for the master who was kind to him but was extremely rigid.
He verbally agreed, turned around and walked out of the bamboo house without any hesitation, and headed down the mountain.
He has long wanted to see more of the world with his own eyes.
As he becomes more familiar and accustomed to this world, the original reality for him seems to have become illusory. Everything that happens in this world has become reality.
After crossing the mountains, Shi Yi came to the gate tower of the main peak of Cangxia Mountain, held a seal and said secretly.
"Show!"
A portal appeared in front of Shi Yi.
He looked back at Ziqing Peak, which had long been obscured by clouds and mist, and stepped into the portal.
White light flashed and Shi Yi's figure disappeared.
After roughly identifying the direction, Shi Yi planned to go to the capital of Xia Kingdom to take a look. He heard that the city called the Holy Capital has a history of more than a thousand years and was the capital of three dynasties. There must be something there. There are many places worth visiting.
With his goal in mind, Shi Yi walked towards the west of Cangxia Mountain.
Going in that direction is heading to the Holy City of Mianyang.
Wearing green clothes, long robes, bamboo boxes, and bamboo hats, walking in the barren mountains and ridges looks like an ancient landscape and ink painting.
People walk in paintings.
Painted in a row of people.
Feng Linwen let go of the pen in his hand.
The world he writes becomes more and more vivid.
A little Taoist boy in Tsing Yi.
Walking among the undulating mountains, surrounded by sea of clouds, snow-capped mountains, ancient pines and white cranes.
It was really a fairy spirit coming to my face.
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Feng Linmo's painting and then at Feng Linmo.
A knowing smile.
Then he said: "Look at your writing, Luotian Dao, if you win this time, it will be done!"
