Journey To Longevity

"Xuanyuanzong and Bixiao Palace are already good enough to stand by and watch." Bai Yuheng said with a smile.

Qin Ding stepped forward slowly, and stood side by side with him, looking at the rainy mountains in the distance, and in the bird's nest among the branches of an old tree with not very lush forest leaves, a few fledglings were swaying with the wind and rain with. Suddenly, the wind became stronger and the branches swayed even more. A chick on the farthest side rolled out of the nest and fell from the mid-air at a height of three or four feet.

But the falling motion stopped suddenly, and the chick, which had only opened its eyes for a few days, was surrounded by a haze of haze, blocking the wind and rain.

Then the blue light mask flew towards the waterfall and fell into the palm of Qin Ding. He took out a cloth handkerchief, and while gently drying the rainwater off the chick, he sighed: "Fellow Daoist Bai, the giant overseas! The waves are surging, and there is never a day of peace, but the land of Nanzhou is not peaceful this day. There will be a storm in this world, and I hope that after the storm, my old bones can have a place to stay."

"There are not many towering trees, but the shorter ones are easy to find. It depends on whether fellow Taoists are willing to settle down." Bai Yuheng said slowly.

"A good bird chooses a tree." Qin Ding replied. He gently sent the baby bird in his hand forward, and the aura of spiritual light floated slowly towards the nest, sending it back into the nest, but at this moment it was still raining, strong winds were blowing, whistling non-stop.

"That's not easy, Fellow Daoist Qin." Bai Yuheng said.

"You said what is the purpose of our practice, immortality? It's too illusory. Even Hongyue, who is rare in ten thousand years, has only lived for five thousand years. It's really emotional! "Qin Dingtan said.

In fact, among all the forces, the overseas clans are the ones that least want the red moon to sit down, and they don't want the old Suan Ni to ascend to the spirit world. They even hope that there will be another demon master among the overseas demon clan.

But once Venerable Hongyue died, the role of the clan monks in the eyes of the old Suan Ni was greatly reduced.

After the old 狻猊 was promoted, four families were wiped out at once, and the remaining Qin family and other five surnamed clans immediately fell into a dilemma.

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After sending Bai Shiyu and Qin Ding away, Zhang Shiping sat alone in the White Ape Palace, drank the cold tea in the cup in one gulp, then took out a bottle of Poguang wine, and poured himself a drink.

After a long time, nearly a hundred Jindan came in one after another from outside the palace. They first bowed and saluted, and then they chose a futon that was closer to the front to sit cross-legged.

Zhang Shiping looked at this part of the Jindan Daoist in the sect with a pot, and suddenly found a new face in the crowd. The middle-aged monk of the rice wine gourd.

"I remember that your name is Xu Su, and you will finally become a golden elixir after a hundred years. Congratulations." Zhang Shiping looked at the middle-aged monk and said with a smile.

"Xu Su pays homage to the ancestor." The middle-aged monk bowed and bowed.

This person is exactly the child Zhang Shiping picked up in the cliff mountain and blue sea when he saw Su Shuang off in the past. He had met this person more than a hundred years ago. At that time, Xu Su was with the Tang family, and his cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, and there was still some distance from the middle stage.

He didn't want to think that this person was able to form a pill today, it was really beyond his expectation.

Zhang Shiping had already seen Xu Su in many golden elixirs, but he had no intention of spying on this person's chances, what he wanted more was to take him under his command and serve him.

He didn't explicitly ask Xu Su if he ever worshiped under the seat of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he just mentioned it casually.

This person also immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Shiping's words, and immediately bowed down and bowed, and established the relationship in front of more than a hundred Jindans. So far, he is the Jindan Daoist of Xuanyuanzong Shiheng Zhenjun's lineage .

Zhang Shiping has an extra person who can handle things, and Xu Su also has an extra backer. The two hit it off.

The eyes of some other Jindan real people who have not yet had a backer are envious.

Now the elder monks of Qinghe and Jifeng in Xuanyuanzong are gone. Qingyu and Qiu Cong are both very old. There has been no news from Yanyu Tower for decades, and they don't know where they went. As for Gongyangqian, she was used to wandering around wildly and rarely practiced in the sect. She would only come back when the spirit stone in the mustard seed was gone.

Of course there are also Du Yu, Tian Feng, and Xuan Bai, but the three of them each take over the contacts of Ji Feng, Qing He, and Yan Yu Lou.

Only Zhang Shiping, the Yuanying Patriarch, did not have many Jindan cultivators under his command, and he didn't usually speak, so everyone could only wait dryly.

However, in the Xuanyuan Sect, the Jindan monks under each Nascent Soul monk can only accept a dozen or so people at most, this is the rule that each other sticks to.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping immediately laughed loudly and said a few good words, then he pointed to Zheng Hengyun, Zhang Tianwu, and Zhang Bixing who were sitting in the front, and said:

"Xu Su, you have just formed the alchemy not long ago. If you have any doubts about your practice, you can talk to the three of them. Although these few cultivation bases are not very good, they can still be seen."

"I've met the three senior brothers." Xu Su cupped his hands and said.

The three of Zheng Hengyun also turned around, smiled at Xu Su who was behind them, and saluted each other.

Zhang Shiping kept smiling, and immediately drank the Poguang wine in the cup in one gulp, and then talked aloud about many things to pay attention to in practice, and everyone immediately listened attentively.

After several hours, he just stopped talking.

Or seeing this Shiheng Patriarch in a good mood, more than a hundred Jindan Daoist people under the seat also took this opportunity to ask him for advice on their own doubts in practice.

While Zhang Shiping was asking and answering with these hundreds of people, these few days passed by suddenly.

And when teaching and communicating with these Jindan monks, Zhang Shiping also benefited from some of their doubts about practice, and looked at and pondered his own practice from a perspective that he had never thought of before.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

Preaching is not just giving blindly, it will also be accompanied by unexpected gains.

After all, no one is perfect, the more a monk cultivates to a new level, the wider the world he sees, the more people need to have a heart of humility and knowledge.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this curiosity about everything in the world that the ancient monks embarked on the road of longevity practice, exploring the endless secrets with an endless life.

It’s just that at that time there might not be a shortage of all kinds of spiritual things, and monks of all ethnic groups could go very far on the road of practice just by breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so there were almost no fights with each other, and some just became friends with each other, walking hand in hand on the road .

Five days have passed without knowing it since the sermon began.

Zhang Shiping saw that the time was almost up, so he waved his sleeves to make these more than a hundred Jindan Daoist retreat. But before everyone left, he said casually: "This time, I have benefited a lot from sitting and discussing the Tao with you. I feel something occasionally. When I think about it for a few days, or when I have something to gain, I will start talking again and say I'll wait with you."

"Thank you, Zhenjun." Everyone's faces were filled with joy when they heard this.

"Go, at least a few days, as many as a month or so, the old man will give another lecture in the main hall of the palace. If you have nothing to do, you can come and listen. Xu Su stay here and talk to the old man." Zhang Shiping disagreed Said without hesitation.

Everyone thanked again and again, leaving Xu Su alone in the hall.

"Fellow Daoist hasn't shown up yet?" Zhang Shiping said calmly.

"Old Ancestor." Xu Su's expression changed.

"Be safe and don't be impatient." After Zhang Shiping finished speaking calmly, he raised his glass and began to drink.

Then he went on to say: "I don't know which Taoist friend cast a spell to send his soul to the disciples of my sect, it must be too disrespectful to my Xuanyuan sect."

"It's just a Xiaomo sect with only a few Nascent Soul juniors, what qualifications does it deserve to be valued by this deity?" Suddenly an extremely ethereal voice came from the hall.

All of a sudden, in this hall, it felt as if he was in another world. The clouds were green like rain, the water was thin and smoke was rising, and the phoenixes and phoenixes were singing in the clouds outside the sky. A man whose face could not be seen clearly walked out from the cloud, overlooking Zhang Shiping and Xu Su who were on the ground.

With a flick of Zhang Shiping's sleeve, a ray of spiritual light protected Xu Su beside him, and then he pressed his hand to the space in front of him without changing his expression, stood up and said calmly:

"The so-called illusion technique attacks on the five senses and confuses the soul. When it reaches the extreme, the reality and reality are all in a single thought. It's just that fellow Taoists haven't mastered the illusion technique yet, so let's accept this small trick, otherwise today's fellow Taoist will not be able to do it well." The soul is going to be folded here."

After finishing speaking, the surrounding illusions did not dissipate as they said.

Zhang Shiping frowned slightly, although he is only at the early stage of Yuanying, but even a mid-stage monk in Yuanxiao City has to be honest, not to mention that this place is the important place of Xuanyuanzong.

As long as he, the guardian, has a thought, all the formations in the city can be sacrificed instantly, and a mere monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul has no strength to break out of the formation.

"If Fellow Daoist is really stubborn, then don't blame me for not giving face." Zhang Shiping said sternly, and as soon as he finished speaking, several black lights suddenly appeared, and shot towards an empty place in an instant.

"Fire without Ruins." An exclamation came out.

With this exclamation, the previous vision dissipated, and between the jade pillars in the main hall, there was a human-shaped soul entangled by black flames.

This person is dressed in green clothes, with three snow-like long beards, and looks like a fairy.

It's just that at this moment, his eyes are wide open, looking at the black flame on his body, showing an extremely jealous look.

Zhang Shiping looked at this person for a few times, recalled the appearance of more than 400 Nascent Soul monks in Nanzhou, Ximo, and Beijiang, and sensed the magic power of this person, but none of them could match him.

"Fellow Taoist came to my Xuanyuan Sect uninvited, why don't you declare your name first?" Zhang Shiping clenched his left hand behind his back.

It's just that this person's expression was uncertain, he didn't hear Zhang Shiping's question, but first shouted anxiously: "Where did you get this Wuxu fire?"

"Do you recognize this fire?" Zhang Shiping opened his right hand, a mass of black flames emerged from his palm.

"How can you not know the fire of the underworld? It is rumored that this fire cannot be cultivated by the living, but only the dead can learn it. Daoist friends can actually master this supernatural power. There is really another strange thing in this world." This person With an unbelievable look, he said repeatedly.

"Absurd, if Fellow Daoist doesn't give his name and explain the reason, then there is no need to say a word." Zhang Shiping said, he clasped five fingers, and the black flames in his palm turned into more than ten chains of nothingness.

One end of the chain was as sharp as an arrow, with a cold metal-like light, and shot towards the soul.

"Stop, I said." The man shouted hastily.

With Zhang Shiping's thought, the chain stopped with a clatter, and the arrow blade was only a few minutes away from the man.

"I am an overseas monk, with the Taoist name Tiger Dragon. A few days ago, on a whim, I made a divination. It is a great divination. It is calculated that there will be a great opportunity to appear here in Nanzhou, so I came to search and see if I could It’s just a predestined relationship. It’s just that Nanzhou has always rejected me and other overseas monks because of the clan. That’s why I separated this spirit. I want to come over to see how the situation is. It’s not easy to condense the spirit. Can fellow Taoists let me go? ” True Monarch Hulong explained repeatedly.

"Let me ask you a few words, if you are telling the truth, then what's the point of letting go of the spiritual thoughts of fellow Taoist?" Zhang Shiping said.

"Fellow Daoist just ask, I will naturally not hide what I can tell." True Monarch Tiger Dragon said.

"Since Fellow Daoist is proficient in divination, how can you figure out what kind of great opportunity it is?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"How can such things be considered so detailed, and if I am really proficient in divination, I will not have met a fellow Taoist today." True Monarch Hulong said helplessly.

"Then you said that my black flame is the fire of no ruins, what is the basis for it to be the fire of the underworld, and how did you know it? Did you make up a few words casually to tease me?" Zhang Shiping asked again However, he didn't have any hope for the first question. Divination in the world is easy to learn and difficult to master.

"This is what I saw in the classics left in an ancient cave mansion overseas. It is rumored that this fire is black and has no silence. It only captures the soul and has no vitality. When fellow Taoists sacrificed this fire just now, my spiritual thoughts immediately I was throbbing, that's why I said that. However, it seems that the ancient books did not mention the coldness of the fire, maybe I misunderstood it, fellow Taoists, don't blame me!" True Monarch Hulong said again and again. At this time, he took a good look at the black flames around him, and only then did he discover some differences.

After hearing this, Zhang Shiping showed a look of thought, and then his figure flickered, and suddenly appeared beside Zhenjun Hulong, with five fingers forming claws, emitting a misty blue light, and pressing on his heavenly spirit cover.

But in this instant, this divine soul dissipated impressively.

"You're smart." Zhang Shiping said without changing his expression.

Xu Su, who was at the side, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw True Lord Tiger Dragon's divine sense dissipate.

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Inland of Nanzhou, in a quiet valley.

Xuanyu Zhenjun, the great monk of Hongyuelou, was sitting cross-legged on the side stone of the secluded pool, holding a jade slip in his hand, his eyes were full of contemplation.

He deliberated for a long time, and then said slowly: "Disciple, do you think that using the cultivators of the Misty Valley as bait to lure the sea tribes near the sea and the monster tribes from overseas into the urn, can this plan work?"

Xuan Feng, who stood behind him, shook his head and said: "As long as the clan monks don't make trouble, then no matter whether this plan succeeds or not, at least there will be no loss."

"Will they really be safe? His lord killed the last cultivator of the Cao family in the inner hall of Nanwu, and Mr. Cao couldn't wait to get rid of our Red Moon Building." Xuan Yu asked.

"Just because he is a Nascent Soul who has just entered the late stage, how can he be the opponent of the master." Xuanfeng laughed.

"Of course he is no match for me, but if there is a rebellion in the back of his head and he plans to join forces with the two remaining Nascent Soul late-stage demon kings of the sea monster clan, then things will change. It's just a pity. In the past, the venerable Back then, I could forcefully borrow the spirit treasures inherited from the five sects, but now I don’t have that face, otherwise as long as the three of them join the battle, they will definitely come and go.” Xuan Yu said in a deep voice.

"Master, this matter is not urgent. Nanzhou is not the Nanzhou of our Hongyuelou family, and their various sects have to contribute." Xuanfeng said.

"Now that the monks of the Qin family have arrived in Nanzhou, the others must be coming soon. Those guys from Misty Valley should go to Mingxin Sect. I'll get up later. I hope this trip goes well, those guys from Misty Sect Don't be ignorant, or some things will be difficult to do." Xuan Yu stood up, turned into a blue rainbow, and flew towards the distance.

Immediately, more than ten auras of light flew from all over the valley, towards Ming Xinzong, piercing the sky.

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