Ask about the Immortal Way

Chapter 2102 Clearing up the source

Qingyang Temple.

Inside, the green mountains are as green as black, and the rivers are flowing. It is like a fairyland and a blessed land, and there is no sign of destruction.

On this day, the mountain gate was wide open, auspicious clouds were like brocade, and the door was filled with guests.

The sound of chanting came from the west, and a group of monks were seen from a distance, stepping into the void. Some of them were ascetics wearing hundreds of robes, with a thin body and a sallow complexion. The rest were also weather-beaten and were extraordinary monks.

They came on foot instead of flying boats, but their speed was not slow. They could cross several mountains in one step and arrived at the mountain gate in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the sound of bells rang in the Qingyang Temple, and Li Yufu, as the owner of the temple, went out to greet him personally.

Li Yu swung the whisk with his axe, and said, "I have seen the Huaiyin Saint and all the holy monks."

This group of monks came from the West, and the leading monk was Saint Huaiyin.

"I've met Guanzhu Li."

Saint Huaiyin and the monks returned the salute one after another and looked up at Qingyang Temple with different expressions.

More than a month has passed since the Beihai Rebellion. On that day, the Changyou Clan suffered a huge defeat and fled, leaving behind countless corpses, including many first-level Kong Realm masters and Changyou Clan elders. Beihai won a complete victory.

At the same time, the Changyou army stationed in Xihuang and wandering in the South China Sea also retreated hastily. From then on, there was no longer a single soldier of the Changyou army near Zhongzhou.

Xihuang investigated many times before he was sure that the enemy that had threatened Zhongzhou for hundreds of years had completely retreated!

Just when all the forces were in shock, a rumor spread that the ancestor of Qingyang Temple, Qin Zhenjun, had returned. Not only did he not fall, but his cultivation had greatly improved, and he was already a master of void refining.

At the same time, there was also news that shocked and frightened countless people. The leader of the Changyou Clan broke through the second level of the Sky Realm and massacred demon cultivators in Canglang Sea. Fortunately, Qin Zhenjun arrived in time and forced the leader of the Changyou Clan back. , otherwise the demon army may be completely annihilated.

As for why the Demon Sea Demon Clan appeared in Canglang Sea at this time, it also caused a lot of discussion, but compared to the previous two rumors, it was less eye-catching.

The situation was chaotic, rumors were flying, and no one was sure whether they were true or false. Qingyang Temple then announced the closure of the mountain, and forces such as Xuantian Palace in Beihai also remained silent.

Just when everyone was panicking, some time ago, the famous forces in the storm world received invitations from Qingyang Temple, announcing that Qingyang Temple would re-establish the mountain gate, and would hold a grand ceremony to worship the heaven and earth, pay tribute to the ancestors, and invite comrades from all walks of life to come Watch the ceremony.

The key is that on this invitation, the signature not only contains Li Yuaxu's seal of the temple master, but also has a mysterious aura.

Sensing this aura, the dominant overlords all trembled in fear.

The Buddhist sect in the West has also received invitations. The foreign enemies have retreated, and the pressure on the West has been greatly reduced. To show respect, Saint Huaiyin and eminent monks from various temples came to watch the ceremony.

For unknown reasons, they did not transfer to Zhongzhou through the transfer formation, but physically crossed the Zhongzhou continent, a journey that was full of dust, and arrived later than the Beihai forces.

At this time, Qingyang Temple was full of guests, and the monks from the West were the last ones to arrive.

"I'm late, I hope it doesn't affect the ceremony," the saint Huaiyin said apologetically.

"The holy monk is serious, the celebration has not started yet, everyone is invited!"

Li Yuaxe stretched out his hand and followed the monks into Qingyang Temple.

The fairy mist shrouded the place and the clouds steamed into the sky, making it look like an ethereal fairyland. While the monks were admiring it, the thing they paid the most attention to was naturally the Qingyang Guanshan Mountain Formation.

They secretly explored it and found that they couldn't see it clearly. The mystery of this formation was beyond their imagination, and they couldn't help but feel awe-struck.

The monks entered the mountain gate and walked up to the clouds. They saw that the sea of ​​clouds was slightly lower than the peaks of Qingyang Temple. The mountain tops were exposed in the clouds, like fairy islands. The center is also the highest peak, which is naturally the main peak of Qingyang Temple.

On these fairy islands are placed jade cases, nectar and fairy fruits, a dazzling array of things. Most of them already have owners, and they are all the forces who come to watch the ceremony.

Saint Huaiyin looked around and found that most of the fairy islands were crowded with people. There were many people coming to watch the ceremony, and most of the famous figures in the storm world were present.

There are countless experts from the three clans, various sect leaders, great elders, famous casual cultivators, and sects large and small.

Master Huaiyin is well aware of the thoughts of these people. In fact, the monks in the West also have such thoughts.

I came here to find out whether the Qingyang Guan is empty or not, and whether the Qin Zhenjun has really returned and has broken through the stage of refining the void.

Secondly, if the rumors are true, the situation will definitely change dramatically. Understanding Qingyangguan’s thoughts in advance will help them make judgments.

Third, although the external enemies have retreated, the threat is still there. I don’t know what Qin Zhenjun plans to do with the Changyou clan and the people within the Storm Realm.

This is not only related to the rise and fall of the Storm Realm, but also the rise and fall of every monk and force.

At a glance, Master Huaiyin roughly understood the layout of the guests. Around the main peak of Qingyang Temple, various forces were placed in four directions roughly according to their distribution in the world.

The Beihai forces, led by Xuantian Palace, are located in the north.

In the east, there are mainly the Zhongzhou human forces headed by the Three Religions Alliance, including the Beihuang Demon Sect, Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, Qiongying Sect, Bu Nian Mountain, Shuijing Seven Islands and other sect forces.

The East China Sea Monster Clan, headed by the Great Sage Dragon Whale, keeps a distance from the Zhongzhou Human Race and occupies the southeast. Next to them is the Monster Sea Monster Clan due south.

Master Huaiyin couldn't help but take another look and found that Yuan Zhu was sitting in the seat of the demon sea demon tribe. King Huang and other kings were arranged on both sides. Only the Dragon King, the Golden Toad King and some demon kings were missing.

The strange seating arrangement attracted a lot of attention, but Yuan Zhu was sitting upright, Huang Wang and the other demons had tense expressions, and there was no clue to be discerned from their faces.

The Wu Clan and the Canglanghai Clan, headed by the Four Holy Palaces, were settled in the southwest peaks and occupied some places in the west.

However, the Western Territory has been in turmoil for years, and small temples and monasteries have basically been merged into several major Buddhist temples. There are not many visitors, and the remaining space is enough to accommodate them.

The people watching the ceremony were on the outside. The Qingyang Temple disciples, led by Shen Chen, Yu Nu, Huan Hen and others, lined up around the main peak, and they were all in high spirits.

Master Huaiyin looked at the peaks and saw that the sky was filled with golden light, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and Qin Zhenjun was nowhere to be seen.

Li Yuaxu led the way, and the monks were walking in the clouds. They were surprised to find that with every step they took, a lotus blossomed under their feet, which was so delicate and beautiful.

The lotus is real. If you look closely, you can see that the white filaments scattered among the clouds are the branches and vines of some kind of spiritual plant.

This name is Yixilian, a rare spiritual plant given to Qingyang Temple by Jihong. As the name suggests, the lotus flower will wither after one breath of blooming. However, in just one breath, it can bring the most beautiful scenery to the world. Over time, it can also improve the spiritual veins.

As the monks came, lotuses grew at every step. Even though other people had seen this wonderful scene before, they still couldn't help but admire it and paid homage to the monks one after another.

The spiritual plants that Jihong took out were more than one lotus. There were no Taoist boys or maids at this grand ceremony. The peaks were decorated with flowers. As long as the cup on the jade table was empty, flower buds would bloom immediately, shaped like horns, and flow out. Pure nectar and jade liquid.

This kind of spiritual flower is called burnt hops, and it has only one function - to improve the quality of wine. Their roots are soaked in wine, and even if they absorb ordinary wine pulp, they can turn it into high-quality wine.

Several similar spiritual plants were brought out as congratulatory gifts, which added a lot of grandeur to Qingyang Temple.

"Holy monk, please sit down."

Li Yuaxu settled down the monks from the Western Land, and scanned the peaks. When he saw that they were almost all there, clouds formed under his feet and he flew towards the main peak.

Everyone noticed his actions, and the discussion immediately weakened.

Not long after, a bell rang, suppressing the last bit of sound. The entire Qingyang Temple was silent except for the faint sound of the bell.

The treasure bell rang nine times in a row, and the main hall opened with a bang.

Li Yu held a whisk in his hand and wore a fairy-brown ceremonial hat. Under the gaze of everyone, he walked out of the hall, stood in front of the hall, and loudly announced the salute. The general idea is that this will be the main hall of Qingyang Temple from now on, and now the altar will be opened to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and to pay homage to the ancestors.

Finally, Li Yu flicked the dust in his hand, and the main peak shook slightly, bursting with golden light, and an altar rose from the top of the mountain.

However, he did not go to worship in person, but looked up at the sky with respect on his face. Seeing his actions, everyone realized something and couldn't help but hold their breath.

After a while, I suddenly heard a long cry, and the sky fell into flames!

The sound was clearer and clearer, and what followed was a majestic momentum that shocked everyone's hearts. Looking closely, Liuhuo turned out to be a firebird with incomparable stamina.

Like a phoenix born out of fire, but purer than a phoenix, like the master of flames in the sky.

Such a divine bird is just a mount. There is a person on its back, and it is graceful and graceful.

"Meet Master!"

Li Yuaxu knelt down and shouted.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

The Qingyang audience disciples then saluted, with fanatical admiration on their faces.

Qin Sang came on the divine bird, but a discordant cry sounded in his ears, "This Suzaku is a divine beast, born noble, not a mount!"

"I'm just lending you a boost of prestige. Other spiritual beasts can't compare to the Suzaku bloodline, so they don't have such a good effect," Qin Sang said with a smile.

This sentence was very helpful to Suzaku, and he muttered: "Hurry up and hatch that stupid unicorn! Also, don't forget that you promised to find a way to help me overcome the disaster!"

Qin Sang nodded, and Suzaku went into seclusion to refine the Qilin Source Seed Essence. It was very effective. It would not take long before he would have a strong supporter by his side.

'boom! ’

The red bird descended from the sky, cooperated with Qin Sang to build momentum, landed in front of the altar, crawled on its body, and let Qin Sang step off it.

Qin Sang stood still on the altar, looking at the tablet enshrined above, with mixed feelings.

These are the tablets of the ancestors of Qingyang Temple. They are not used to worship the deceased. His names are also on them.

On the top floor is naturally Yun Youzi, followed by Taoist Ji Xin. There is also a memorial tablet for Senior Qingzhu next to it. Qin Sang only needs to worship these three seniors.

Qin Sang twisted the incense sticks with her hands, her expression was solemn, and she completed every ritual meticulously, first offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, and then worshiping one by one.

After the ceremony, Qin Sang slowly turned around and glanced at Li Yuaxu and the Qingyang audience disciples.

Unknowingly, Qingyang Temple has grown from a dilapidated Taoist temple on Cuiping Mountain to this point, and has a place in the world.

People like Li Yuxu and Shen Chen were more like the seeds he sowed, but they were not watered carefully.

Qin Sang can be regarded as one of the most irresponsible Patriarchs. He was forced to follow the Mahayana path due to his martial arts, yet so many people gathered around him. They regard themselves as their ancestors, respect, worship and trust them without reservation. They regard themselves as their role model and reliance, and they are also their staunchest supporters.

Anyone who sees this scene will not be touched at all, let alone those monks who have truly embarked on the Mahayana path.

With so many ties, can they cut them off? Are you willing to cut it off? But if we don’t cut it off, how can we pursue the path of immortality and seek transcendence?

This is Qin Sang's biggest doubt about the Mahayana.

His eyes moved outward and looked at the guests, who had already stood up from their seats.

"Greetings to Qin Zhenjun!"

I don’t know who was the first to shout.

The next moment, the cry was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. Everyone, no matter what their thoughts, bowed.

"Greetings to Qin Zhenjun!"

The three tribes of humans, demons, witches, Taoists, Buddhas and demons, various sects and sects, powerful families, they represent the entire Storm Realm and bow to Qin Sang!

"Fellow Taoists, be polite."

Qin Sang slightly cupped his hands and smiled, "In the vast world, among the Taoist sects of the human race, Zhenjun is the honorific title for the strong ones in the integration stage, and the rest are called Zhenren. Like the poor Taoists, at most they add a 'big' in front of Zhenren." 'Word. I really don't dare to accept this gift."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless.

Zhenjun Hegao and other Taoist masters all looked embarrassed. Qin Sang didn't even dare to call him Zhenjun. Who do they think they are?

Others also looked sarcastic. Buddhist saints, monster saint kings, etc. all had the same honorific title as True Lord. Since True Lord was arrogant, they would definitely not dare to call him again in the future.

At the same time, some astute people heard the key information from these words. As expected, this Zhenjun Qin came back from the outside, traveled around the world, and had contact with the human race.

Qin Sang clarified his origins in one sentence, ignoring the thoughts of those people, and continued, "I was hunted back then, but I was lucky enough to survive and ascend to the great world. I thought I would never have the hope of returning to the lower world in this life. Unexpectedly, things in the world are unpredictable, unexpected and quaint When we meet again, we find out that the Storm Realm has actually ascended..."

He didn't have to explain anything to these people, but simply explained the whole story.

After hearing this, everyone looked towards the peak to the north. Some people recognized Gu Ya and knew that Gu Ya was swept away by the fog waterfall. Unexpectedly, not only did she not die, she also met Qin Zhenjun.

After learning about this, some monks who had relatives swept away by the mist waterfall became excited. Their relatives may not have died, which is really a blessing in misfortune.

"Having learned that the Storm Realm has gone through disasters, all fellow Taoists and those who unfortunately died can put aside their past grievances and work together to help Fairy Liuli fight against foreign enemies. They have worked hard, overcome all difficulties, and written an epic masterpiece with blood and tears. Step by step, they will have peace. I am very pleased with the strength of the enemy! Back then, in order to find a way to fight against the demonic sound of heaven, Pindao wanted to gather the strength of everyone, and it turned out that this was right. "

Qin Sang's tone was filled with sincere appreciation, affirming everyone's efforts. The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and everyone smiled relaxedly.

"But……"

Suddenly, Qin Sang's expression suddenly changed and her tone became colder, "But when I returned, I saw scenes of deplorable scenes! When Beihai was in crisis and Fairy Liuli was still seriously injured, some people colluded with foreign enemies, and some acted as beggar-thy-neighbors , some people have evil intentions, and some people take advantage of it..."

Every sentence is like a sharp cold wind blowing across the peaks and piercing everyone's heart and bone marrow!