Immortal Mansion Longevity

   Chapter 549 Handwriting

   Liu Yu, Zhuo Mengzhen and the others, after hearing the reputation, looked over, and then their eyes narrowed.

  The handwriting on the stone wall is neat, or the dragon is flying and the phoenix is ​​dancing, or the beautiful and lovely

   There are some, scribbled like ghosts.

  The simple words carry the will of the Jindan cultivator before leaving, and have a different meaning.

  Through the text, according to the telepathy, all kinds of different wills and thoughts came to the face.

  Some life and death are bearish, some face it calmly, and some go forward.

   There are also some, revealing the slightest fear of death, and the helplessness of reality.

The handwriting of    is old or new, according to the degree of newness, it is easy to judge the time.

   The old handwriting has been blurred, and it is estimated that it was left by tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years ago!

   At that time, the area of ​​the Seven Nations League was dominated by the two realms of righteousness and demons.

   There are some left over from tens of thousands to tens of thousands of years.

   Although there are different degrees of decay and weathering, Liu Yu can recognize it and understand the meaning.

   The last ones were left over thousands of years ago, and even judging by some "brand new" handwriting, they were probably decades ago.

   "Looking up at the moon, you can't see Chang'an."

   This is the oldest handwriting, half-guessed by Liu Yu, barely recognizable.

   Looking at the signature at the back, he vaguely pieced together the two characters "Taibai".

   According to this sentence, he judged that the age of this "Taibai real person" should be not far from losing contact with the Tang Dynasty, and he is still full of yearning for Zhongyu.

   "There are green mountains everywhere in the world - green clouds."

  According to the handwriting, this should have existed tens of thousands of years ago, left by a Jindan cultivator named "Qingyun Zhenren".

   In a few short sentences, but full of determination to move forward,

   But from a few words, Liu Yu saw something different.

  The nostalgia and yearning from the beginning, as the interval becomes longer and longer, the "centrifugal force" between Tiannan and Zhongyu is getting bigger and bigger.

  The more you go, the fewer monks miss the Tang Dynasty!

   The reason for "going forward" is no longer for the sake of righteousness, but for the sake of one's own path and the glory of the sect.

   In the few words left behind, there are various reasons for going, either explicitly or implicitly.

   But gradually there is no longing and nostalgia for the Tang Dynasty, but it is an irresistible trend.

  In the handwriting of tens of thousands of years ago, there are very few monks, and the Tang Dynasty and Chang'an are mentioned again.

   In the handwriting of nearly 10,000 years, there is no such words as Baqiao Liuxia and Xuanwumen.

Most of the words left by the monks are their own will, and there is no longer any memory of the past, such as the following sentence:

   "The heart of man is like a tree."

   "The more a tree yearns for light, the more its roots go down, to the soil, to the depths of darkness!!"

   "Xuanye Real Man"

Between the lines,    is full of personal will and views on the way of immortality, and it can even be said to be a little extreme.

   Based on the strong style, Liu Yu judged that it should have been left by a certain magician tens of thousands of years ago.

   It is too late to say, and it is fast then.

   Liu Yu looked at the stone wall. In fact, it was only three breaths. After the three breaths, the information had been collected completely.

   "Tread"

   At this time, Gao Jianhan from the Waning Moon Valley stepped forward first, and a half-zhang-long water-blue sword energy emerged from his fingertips, which was inscribed on the stone wall.

   "Wow"

  The stone chips fell down, and under the sharp and unparalleled sword energy, they were as fragile as white paper.

   "Three million sword fairies in the sky, you need to lower your eyebrows when you see me!"

   In the end, Gao Jianhan wrote such a sentence, which attracted strange eyes from several people.

   But this person was not embarrassed at all, and after writing, he walked to Yipang and continued to play with his black long sword.

  “.”

   Liu Yu was expressionless, just glanced at it silently, and quickly withdrew his gaze, and did not mean to laugh.

   Bravely speaking of your dreams, what's so funny? !

   If you don’t say it at this time, when will you say it?

   I don’t know if there is any chance in the future!

  The first three realms of sword cultivation are Jian Shi, Jian Intent, and Jian Xin.

   Those who can reach the stage of "Ken Xin" are already above countless sword cultivators.

   In the ancient years, most of them were able to enter the realm of power, so it is not an exaggeration to call them "Sword Immortals".

   But "Jianxian also needs to lower his eyebrows", one can imagine that this guy Gao Jianhan is a bit true.

   "But for cultivation, sometimes you really need to be self-confident. This kind of mentality is very good."

   Liu Yu thought silently.

   At this time, Mu Yunyan, a girl in a palace dress, also stepped forward, and the white nen fingertips emerged, and she engraved a few lines of graceful handwriting.

   "Peach Blossom Song"

   "Flying Soul Scattered"

   "There is no way to make a move"

   After engraving a few lines, Mu Yunyan stepped aside.

  The long supple hair was tangled in knots in his hands, and there was a strange smile on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

  “.”

   Although he knew every word, but put together some words created by himself, Liu Yu could not understand for a moment.

   But based on a few words, he estimated that it was something of love.

  No way, female cultivators are more emotional and pay more attention to this aspect.

"Humph"

   Zhuo Mengzhen seemed to be able to understand, the words Mu Yunyan engraved, she let out a coquettish snort, a little disdain in her heart.

  What good are those filthy male cultivators?

  Before death, it was just as ugly!

   Then, the field fell into silence, and neither Zhuo Mengzhen nor Canglou Laodao wanted to go forward and write.

  Liu Yu thought for a while, but still raised her foot and stepped forward.

If    is gone forever, this may be the last trace left by several people.

   If I don’t leave something behind, I always feel a little regretful.

   Not far from the stone wall, he can clearly see that although there is maintenance from time to time, there are still signs of decay on the edges and corners of the stone wall.

  The stone wall of about zhang or so has the weight of history.

  Liu Yu raised his palm, and at the same time, the mana in his body was running, and a cyan aura emerged from his fingertips, forming a cyan light beam, shooting on the mottled stone wall.

  "I'm on the right path - Qingyangzi"

   Even if this trip falls in the Hengduan Mountains, he will not regret his choice.

   At least there is still a way to go, and walking on the right path is many times better than a monk who has nowhere to go.

  The stone chips fell, and after carving Liu Yu, he turned around and returned to his original position.

   I don't know why, but my heart feels inexplicably heavy, maybe it's because of the imminent adventure of life and death.

   Zhuo Mengzhen and Daoist Canglou remained motionless, as if they didn't mean to leave anything behind.

   "Since the message is over, let's go now."

   "Remember, be careful!"

  In the mountain pavilion, Patriarch Tianfeng put his hands on the fence and shouted from above.

   "Yes, Uncle Shi (senior)."

  Liu Yu and the other five folded their hands, looked at each other and nodded.

   Then, the spiritual light around his body rose and lingered, turning into various colors of light, rising into the sky, and flying towards the interior of the Hengduan Mountains.

   A thousand years later, we are history.

   Ten thousand years later, we are myths!

   If successful.

   did not succeed, I am afraid that only close monks will always remember.

   But as time goes by, it will eventually be worn away by time, and it will turn into a dim name on the sect's jade book, which will be swept away by later monks.

   The sunset looked back, and Liu Yu suddenly turned to look.

   I saw Tianfeng ancestor play a tactic, and restarted the ban, covering the message stone wall.

   Under the setting sun, the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs kept looking at the direction where the five were leaving, and hadn't left yet.

  The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over the mountains, and Liu Yu was bathed in the brilliance.

   In this situation, he couldn't help thinking of a poem from a previous life:

   "I persuade you to drink up a glass of wine, and there is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west."

  Although the location is wrong, it is surprisingly suitable for the scene.

   After entering the Hengduan Mountains, not to mention whether there are any old people, not even a silhouette.

   "No wonder I always feel that something is missing."

   "It turns out that there is no alcohol."

   Liu Yu's thoughts flashed.

   When he turned back again, the two true monarchs had disappeared, and the barren mountain had returned to its former appearance, as if no one had ever come.

   There was only that small pavilion, standing quietly in the mountains, still silently watching the five people who were far away.

  …

In the    flying, the faces of the five people are not very good-looking. After all, they are about to face unpredictable dangers, and they will fall if they are careless.

   Invariably, the five of them did not run too fast.

   "The little girl, Piaoxuelou, Mu Yuyan, is in the middle stage of her cultivation base.

   "Good at banning, trapping enemies, and attacking in a large area."

   "However, it may not be very effective for third-order demon cultivators who are rough-skinned, thick-skinned, and not low in intelligence."

   "On this journey, please take care of you fellow Daoists~"

  Mu Yuyan was the first to speak, sending out a message of divine consciousness, breaking the silence of the five people.

   She is still delicate and weak, full of feminine beauty.

  Like a girl, people can't help but embrace it and take good care of it.

   The beauty of girls can be found in this girl.

   However, Liu Yu would not underestimate it.

  Piaoxuelou is the most powerful sect among the five sects of Chu State.

  Mu Yuyan can cultivate to the middle stage of Jindan, how could he be as delicate as his appearance?

   Not to mention, he is at least 200 years old when he has cultivated to the Golden Core Realm.

   "Fairy is too polite."

   "Right now, I am a grasshopper on the same boat. We should put aside the grievances and grievances of the sect for a while and work together to overcome the difficulties."

   "Otherwise, the danger of doing this is really no life!"

   Canglou Laodao then spoke up, and then followed Mu Yunyan's words with a very solemn tone.

   But as the two of them spoke, the heavy and depressing atmosphere dissipated a lot.

   "The two Taoists are right. Judging from the current situation, I will be in the same boat for a long time to come."

   "For the sake of life, even if there was a grudge in the past, it's better to put it aside for the time being."

   Liu Yu opened his mouth to agree, with great meaning.

   He didn't want to deal with monsters while guarding his teammates.

   With one more teammate, when faced with monster attacks, you can also distract yourself and give yourself a better chance to escape, right?

  It's this time, it's still the forces that can be united, and it's better not to intrigue for the time being.

   After a pause, Liu Yu continued:

   "In the Lower Yuanyang School, "Qingyangzi", the magic weapon "Sunset Golden Rainbow Spear", is better at attacking."

   After finishing speaking, in order to show his sincerity, he opened his mouth and spit out the sunset golden rainbow spear, which changed to four inches in size and hovered in his hand.

   The body of the gun exudes a faint golden aura, with wisps of fire attribute spiritual aura escaping, and the powerful power within it is unobstructed, instantly covering a radius for several miles.

   Thanks to the top-level spiritual materials used in refining, the initial power of the Sunset Golden Rainbow Spear is not weak.

   Now that decades have passed, with Liu Yu's diligent and diligent training, Wei Neng has grown by leaps and bounds.

   Even if you are facing the common magic weapon that has been warmed and nourished for three or four hundred years, you will not be at a disadvantage.

   There is no desire for quickness, choosing the ready-made magic weapon of the Zongmen treasure house, the benefits brought by long-term vision have already shown one or two.

   "What a powerful power."

   Zhuo Mengzhen secretly said, a little shocked in his heart.

   She never imagined that, after only 30 years of not seeing him, the power of Liu Yu's natal magic weapon would actually increase so much.

  Although I feel a little helpless, I have to admit that if I rely on my own strength, I am not an opponent at all.

   The woman sighed in frustration.

   A similar thought flashed through the minds of several other people, and they felt that Liu Yu, who was in the early stage of Jindan, had a magical power beyond ordinary power.

The    cultivation base is only in the early stage of Jindan, but with the information collected, no one treats it as an ordinary early stage of Jindan.

   Liu Yu nodded secretly in her heart, and was satisfied with the reactions of several people.

  Although we are in the same boat, we must also have enough right to speak.

   In some key decisions, you can exert influence on other monks, and try to make the team move in the direction you want.

  The right to speak is not enough, the team's decision-making deviates from his own mind, and everything is out of control. He hates that feeling very much.

   Therefore, we chose to show part of our strength from the very beginning.

   "Acacia Gate Zhuo Mengzhen, in the early stage of cultivation, the magic weapon "Xuanming Yin Yang Needle"."

   Zhuo Mengzhen said as usual.

  Although his strength is not as good as Liu Yu, in the Hengduan Mountains, she does not believe that the opponent will take action.

   has the trump card given by True Monarch Acacia, and facing fellow monks, this woman also has the confidence to save her life.

  Because the power of the natal magic weapon is too ordinary in comparison, so Zhuo Mengzhen didn't mean to take it out, and there is no more text after speaking.

   The four introduced themselves, and the distance between them has narrowed a lot, and they are no longer strange before.

   Regardless of whether they are scheming or not, on the surface, they all seem to be living in harmony.

   "The waning moon valley Gao Jianhan, the spiritual sword "Black Shark" of his life, the middle stage of the cultivation base, and the level of kendo attainment "sword potential"."

   After the four, the cold Gao Jianhan also spoke.

   Jianxiu is in love with the sword, yes, but it is not that he is stupid in practicing the sword. Under the current situation, he knows how to be flexible and maintain the harmony on the surface of the team.

   "Old Taoist Qingxu School "Canglou", in the middle stage of cultivation, the magic weapon Zixiao Broken Soul Halberd."

   Said, Canglou Laodao also took out the magic weapon of his life, suspended in the body and slowly rotated.

  The whole body of the halberd is lavender, the body of the halberd seems to be forged from some kind of bamboo, and the blade of the halberd is glowing with metallic color, which looks very sharp.

   The whole body of this halberd also faintly flashed with electric light, exuding a masculine aura, which should be more restrained from ghosts and ghosts.

   "It seems that Canglou Laodao, the "Purple Night Broken Soul Halberd", is also very good at attacking."

   "I just don't know, how does it compare to your own sunset golden rainbow gun?"

   "However, in terms of attacking and killing, Gao Jianhan's "Black Shark Sword" is the best."

   "Coordinated with the realm of swordsmanship, pure attacking power, I am afraid that it will surpass some late Jindan."

   Liu Yu thought to himself.

   secretly compared the sunset golden rainbow spear with the magic weapons of other monks.

   Finally came to the conclusion that if the power of the magic weapon itself is calculated, it should only surpass Zhuo Mengzhen's "Xuanming Yin-Yang Needle", and its power is slightly inferior to the magic weapons of the other three.

  Cough, in the middle level.

   PS: Sorry fellow Taoists, last night the author hit a dream killer move and fell into a deep sleep again~

   (end of this chapter)