Fantasy: I’m Really Not A Taoist Ancestor

Guangyun Mountain, the back mountain cliff.

Ning Xiao set up the drawing board, but didn't know how to write.

Bottleneck is like this, appearing without warning.

Originally, Ning Xiao was very interested in painting, but after setting up the drawing board, although he still had interest, he didn't know how to paint.

"Is it because the expectations for this painting are too high?"

Ning Xiao's brows furrowed slightly. After more than three hundred years of precipitation, his painting technology is already very skillful, but in every painting, Ning Xiao still feels that there is something inappropriate.

The higher the requirements, the bigger the bottleneck.

"This Xiongtai, I don't know where is this place?"

At this moment, a voice rang, causing Ning Xiao to raise his brows slightly.

Ning Xiao looked around. Behind him, a young man carrying a bookcase was standing there. The question just now was raised by this young man.

Ning Xiao was stunned. He had been in Guangyun Mountain for so many years, and it was the first time anyone could enter Guangyun Mountain without noticing it.

So Ning Xiao put down the paintbrush in his hand and stepped forward with a smile: "This is the back mountain of Guangyun Mountain. I wonder what's the matter with Xiongtai here?"

The young man bowed and said, "I don't know if this Guangyun Mountain is from Xiongtai?"

Ning Xiao raised his brows slightly, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not mine."

The young man said: "It's okay if it's not from Xiongtai. If I want to come and jump off this cliff, it will have no effect on Xiongtai."

"Jump off the cliff?"

Ning Xiao was startled again, and couldn't help asking, "Is this Xiongtai cultivation technique?"

Cultivating the escape technique by jumping off the cliff, but with great determination.

The young man ignored Ning Xiao, but came to the cliff and put the bookbox behind him aside.

I saw the young man bowed down in one direction and shouted: "Father and mother, the child is not filial, and failed to get the first place. The child has no face to return to the hometown to meet your two elders, and if there is no face to the hometown to meet the folks and elders, if there is an afterlife, son I must be a cow and a horse, and I will show my filial piety to your two elders and repay the kindness of my father and the villagers."

As soon as the voice fell, the young man tapped three heads in that direction.

Then, the young man stood up and looked towards the bottomless abyss.

The abyss cannot be seen to the end, I don't know how deep it is, but for this young man who already has a mortal heart, he is fearless.

Ning Xiao watched from the sidelines, and he understood.

This young man didn't know where to go to rush the exam, but he failed.

This is the case for scholars. Ten years of hard study, the expectations of their parents, and the expectations of the folks and elders are combined, which can be said to be very stressful.

It's okay to be able to get in the first place, and to return to the hometown in fine clothes, not only can repay the kindness of parents for nurturing, but also the kindness of nurturing of the folks and elders.

But after failing to win the first place, how many people will return to their hometown under such a mountain of pressure?

This young man chose to die here and repay his gratitude in the next life.

Just when the youth seemed to have made the final decision to jump off the cliff, Ning Xiao’s voice suddenly sounded and said: "Xiongtai, since you are determined to jump off the cliff, I wonder if you can do me a favor before jumping off the cliff. ?"

The young man frowned, but he still looked at Ning Xiao and asked, "Xiongtai, but it doesn't matter."

Ning Xiao smiled and said: "I just painted, and I don't know where to start. Since Xiongtai wants to jump off the cliff, I don't know if Xiongtai can stand on the edge of the cliff and use Xiongtai as a painting underneath. This painting will surely be successful."

An angry color flashed across the youth's face, but he finally sighed and said, "Well, I hope Xiongtai will be faster."

Ning Xiao smiled and said, "Soon, very soon."

The young man stood on the edge of the cliff, motionless.

Ning Xiao also began to paint.

Before long, the young man's legs began to tremble.

At this time, the young man no longer dared to look at the bottom of the cliff.

When everyone commits suicide, there is only a moment of courage, and at that moment, he feels hopeless to live.

But after that moment, he will think of the beauty of Life and rekindle the hope of living.

When he was about to jump off the cliff, the young man was not afraid of the bottomless abyss.

But now, he didn't dare to look at the abyss under the cliff.

After a quarter of an hour passed, the young man didn't even dare to stay on the edge of the cliff. He hurriedly climbed to Ning Xiao's side, looking back at the cliff with a pale face, and couldn't believe how he dared to stand on the edge of the cliff just now.

Ning Xiao smiled and said, "Xiongtai, this is wrong with you, I haven't finished drawing yet."

The young man was ashamed and hurriedly saluted: "This Xiongtai is really untenable in Xia, and I hope that Xiongtai will forgive him."

"I'm not dead?"

Ning Xiao raised his brow slightly and asked.

The young man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm not dead."

Ning Xiao shook his head and said, "It's not that you won't die, you've died once and regained a new life, so you should live well and cherish every day in the future."

The young man took a deep breath and saluted: "What Xiongtai taught is that I will remember it."

Ning Xiao said, "What are your plans in the future?"

The young man said: "Let's travel and study everywhere."

Ning Xiao frowned and said, "Aren't you going back?"

The young man sighed: "For my parents and the folks and elders, it is better for me not to go back than to go back."

Ning Xiao thought about it carefully, but it was the same.

Life or death is uncertain, and there is at least a little hope for parents and elders and villagers.

Ning Xiao looked at the youth and said with a smile: "Since he has been reborn, he should have a new name. What do you think of the name Qingye?"

The young man was startled, then smiled: "This name is good, it means someone outside the world."

Ning Xiao said: "Then you will be called Qingye from now on. Have you seen the mountain opposite the cliff? That mountain is called Qingzhu Mountain, three hundred meters west, and there is a chain that runs across Qingzhu Mountain and Guangyun Mountain. If you can climb Qingzhu Mountain by that chain, I will give you fairy fate."

"Xianyuan?"

The young man was taken aback again.

He is a mortal person, and to him, Xiuxian only exists in the legend.

Ning Xiao smiled and said, "Yes, Xianyuan."

At this time, the young man looked at what Ning Xiao had said. There was only one person's back in the painting, but that back figure seemed to represent the entire world.

Rao is the young man who doesn't have the slightest Cultivation Base, but he can also perceive the majestic breath.

Could it be that the person in front of you is really a fairy?

The young man quickly bowed down to Ning Xiao and said, "I beg Master to teach me."

Ning Xiao shook his head and said: "There is no bond between you and me, but if I save your life, this Karma will be knotted. If you fall and die from the chain, Karma will knot. If you reach Qingzhu Mountain through the chain, , I will give you fairy fate, this Karma, you will pay it back in the future."

The young man thought for a while, and said: "I should have been a dead person, but being saved by the fairy master today proves that I have fairy fate, and Junior is willing to give it a try."

Ning Xiao nodded and said, "Okay."

Ning Xiao took down the scroll he drew and handed it to Qing Ye, saying: "When you arrive at Qingzhu Mountain, unfold it, and you will be able to get fairy fate."

Aoba respectfully accepted, saluted again, and said, "Master, Junior is gone."

I saw Aoba walking in the direction of the chain without looking back.

Ning Xiao smiled faintly, and said: "The Karma who accepts disciples is too big. I already have three thousand Sage disciples. I don't want to accept any more disciples. However, in my experience, you are indeed talented in cultivating immortals. I hope you can maintain your original intention in the future. Win a way to Celestial Immortals for yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, Ning Xiao put away the drawing board and headed back to the courtyard.

He didn't go to see if Aoba went to the chain, nor did he see if Aoba saw the painting in advance.

He also didn't go to see if Qingye had gone to Qingzhu Mountain.

As if everything had nothing to do with Ning Xiao.

Karma cycle, this is the most important thing Ning Xiao has learned in this world of cultivating immortals over the past three hundred years.

...

In the center of Honghu Realm, the Holy Palace.

A young girl came to the outside of the holy palace, saluted respectfully, and shouted: "The fairy envoy Xu Qingling, come to see His Majesty the holy emperor."

Xu Qingling's voice was not small, and as soon as the voice fell, some strong men surrounded Xu Qingling, among them there was a Mahayana strong man.

This Mahayana powerhouse is impressively the twelfth Elder Luochuan among the twelve Elders in the Holy Palace.

Now the position of the twelve Elders in the Holy Palace has been revoked, and the other eleven Elders have been demoted. Only Luochuan has been promoted as the deputy master and the only deputy master of the Holy Palace.

Luo Chuan looked at Xu Qingling, frowned and asked, "You claim to be an emissary, do you have evidence?"

Xu Qingling took out the character'Yong' and said, "This is the character of a fairy."

As soon as Xu Qingling unfolded the piece of paper, Luo Chuan's face suddenly became pale. For a moment, he felt as if he had experienced Samsara for thousands of years.

Xu Qingling naturally knew the power of the word'Yong', so he quickly put it away and said, "This senior, Junior met the Holy Emperor, and I was informed by a fairy."

Luo Chuan's tone was much calmer at this time, even a little respectful, and said: "After the envoy of hope, your Majesty is receiving the Holy Lord of the top ten Sacred Land."

"The Holy Lord of the Top Ten Sacred Land?"

Xu Qingling's pretty face was startled, and she couldn't help asking, "What are the top ten Sacred Lands?"

Luochuan didn’t have any surprises, and replied: “The fairy did not know that Honghu Realm is clearly controlled by my Holy Palace. In fact, Honghu Realm is not without a force comparable to the Holy Palace, and has a relationship with my Holy Palace. , There are ten Sacred Lands. Each of these ten Sacred Lands has ruled the Honghu Realm for an era."

Xu Qingling's heart shook violently, she did not know the existence of the top ten Sacred Lands.

Cultivators in the world only know that the holy emperor is the ruler of the Honghu realm, but how many people know that there are even powers that can be compared to the holy palace?

Xu Qingling couldn't help asking: "I don't know why the top ten Sacred Land Holy Lords came to the Holy Palace?"

Luo Chuan didn't conceal it either, and replied: "The fairy envoy, now Heavenly Dao is closed, and the Holy Lords are coming to discuss the future of Honghu Realm with your Majesty."

"Discuss the future of Honghu Realm..."

Xu Qingling frowned slightly, thinking for a while, and said: "I would also like to report to the senior that Junior wants to see His Majesty the Holy Emperor and the ten Holy Lords for the future of Honghu Realm."

Luo Chuan was startled, then frowned for a moment, nodded and said: "The fairy will report to you later."

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Chuan walked inside.

Xu Qingling breathed a sigh of relief and came to this legendary holy palace. Xu Qingling was also under great pressure.

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