Legend of the Great Sage

In the human world, on the Canghai Sea, a five-masted great fortune ship rose from the horizon and sailed slowly.

The sails were dazzling white under the sunlight, and they were tight and rolling in the heat, like a big white bird, with a big boat slashing the waves and crossing the sea.

If you look closely, you will find that there are many mysterious runes carved on the mast, which shimmer slightly in the sun. Therefore, there is no need for a sailor and a helmsman, and the sail automatically adjusts the direction, maintaining the maximum speed at all times, but never deviates from the course.

The people on the deck were all dressed in Taoist robes and had a good attitude. They gathered in groups of three or five to chat and laugh. They also brought a lot of preserved melons and fruits as snacks. They went on a pleasant trip and temporarily got rid of their daily practice. Enjoy the sun and sea breeze.

Everything seemed so peaceful, an old man on the bow stood with his hands behind his back, but frowned at the end of the sea.

Hearing the chatter and laughter of the disciples, he sighed in his heart: "Alas, Yinghuo Yaoxing is here, I don't know how long this good situation will last. After this catastrophe, how many of these disciples will survive?"

Not to mention these disciples, even if it is his cultivation level, what is it in the great calamity of heaven and earth?

But these thoughts, there is no way to speak to anyone.

This time, he traveled thousands of miles to Vientiane City, and he just told the disciples that he would take them to open their eyes and take a tour, but he was actually thinking about incorporating the entire Qingyang Temple into the Vientiane Sect.

After the Battle of Black Cloud City, the Vientiane Sect suffered heavy losses, and they have been recruiting disciples without rejecting anyone who came, but the head of his sect could only be a disciple.

Although it is said that "I would rather be the head of a chicken than the queen of an ox", if there is no big ship, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand this big storm. Once it falls, everything will be over, and the chicken butt will not be able to do it.

At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and turned his head: "Ling Xiaozi, go and call you Miaozhen Junior Sister, the Vientiane Sect is coming soon, you can't miss this scene!"

"Yes, Master." A young and handsome Taoist immediately clasped his fists with both hands, calling for orders, thinking, "Master really loves Junior Sister Miaozhen very much!"

Quickly walked down to the cabin, and the eyes were suddenly darkened. With the aura from both eyes, I could see the road clearly. All the way forward, the chatter and laughter on the deck gradually became inaudible. After walking dozens of steps, it was as if Into a deep and silent world.

"But it's no wonder that you can still practice peacefully in the cabin at this time. Such a temperament, in the words of the master: it is a natural cultivation seed. Being able to survive the second catastrophe in such a short period of time is definitely not luck. "There was an eagerness in my heart, looking forward to seeing her face.

In a quiet room deep in the cabin, a lamp was like a bean, and green smoke curled up.

A female crowned Taoist was sitting cross-legged on a futon to meditate and practice. His posture swayed slightly with the sea waves, but his eyes were closed, his expression was indifferent, he was completely unmoved, and he was completely immersed in the practice.

"Junior Sister Miaozhen, the Vientiane Sect is coming soon, the master asked me to call you." Ling Xiaozi's voice sounded outside the door.

"Understood." Yang Miaozhen slowly opened her eyes and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother, I'll go up immediately." The voice trembled like the strings of a piano, touching the heart in the dark, but it was as indifferent as her expression. She is like a calm and elegant guqin, but does not seek any bosom friend, and plays her own voice alone.

"Junior sister, don't be polite." Ling Xiaozi was slightly disappointed, but to this sister Miaozhen,

No dissatisfaction can arise.

After a while, Yang Miaozhen walked out of the cabin and came to the deck. The dazzling direct sunlight made her narrow her eyes slightly, and she saw a group of people gathered at the bow of the boat, looking in the same direction.

In midsummer, the sun is like fire. The hot wind blows, the sky is high and the sea is wide. Her mood couldn't help but warm up, and her heart was endlessly widened with her eyes.

I saw the sparkling waves flickering with the undulating sea water, spreading all the way to the end of the sea level. The water vapor evaporates and the air is misty. At the end of the sea and the sky, between the clouds and the heat waves, a magnificent metropolis floats like a mirage.

"That's the Vientiane Sect..." Yang Miaozhen muttered to herself, even if her heart was like an ancient well, she couldn't help but be shocked by this scene. Suddenly he lost a smile, if he was here, he must laugh at her for not seeing the world!

In turn, a burst of self-confidence rose: "But I'm no longer

It's Yang Miaozhen back then! "

Soaring from the small world to the human realm, it was as if coming from the cabin to the deck, seeing the endless sea at once, and then I realized how small I was at the beginning, and the "King of Heroes" who was invincible in the world and shocked the world, also He is nothing but a powerful cultivator. It is only in the small world that it appears so powerful, maybe the real cultivation base is not as good as today's master!

She couldn't help looking at the old man on the bow and bowed her hands in salute. The old man also smiled and nodded at her.

Her master Qingyang Zhenren, but a yin cultivator who has survived four calamities, established the Qingyang Temple by himself, but he is only a small sect in this human way.

And I heard that the Vientiane Sect was about to arrive - staring at the mirage at the end of the sea and the sky - four times of catastrophe can only become a disciple of the house, and the true disciple needs to go through five times of catastrophe.

But it is only a disciple, and there are also the human immortal sect master who has survived six calamities, and the supreme sect master who is a true immortal.

True Immortal—that was already an inconceivable existence that she couldn't fathom, and it was also the goal she pursued all her life.

I don't know if he is still trapped in the small world, no, with his ability, he has probably broken free! Or he has returned to his hometown, the world of Kyushu in his mouth. Or it has also soared to the six realms of reincarnation, maybe it happens to be this human realm! And maybe I can meet him again someday in the future.

"However, you can never bully me like you did in the past!"

And when Yang Miaozhen was looking into the distance and thinking about the past, there were also people staring at her - her face with no makeup, it had its own kind of allure. The hair is tied in a high bun, revealing a white neck.

But between the indifferent eyebrows, there is always a gentle amorous feelings; the tall figure wrapped in Taoist robes shows a mature charm. That was the mark left by being a wife and a mother-this has made many people in Qingyang Temple unbelievable and deeply affected, and it is impossible to imagine what kind of man she will be able to promise her.

At that time, she just said it lightly, never concealed it, just wanted to reduce some troubles.

"No matter what kind of man he is, he is already two worlds apart from you. He can't keep up with your footsteps and is no longer worthy of you. It must be me who will be by your side in the future." Ling Xiaozi made up his mind silently. , walked towards Yang Miaozhen.

Yang Miao sighed sincerely, some troubles are still inevitable.

After all, although the small world is small, to be one of the top ten beauties must be one in a million. Although the world he has seen is not big, he has cultivated a kind of bearing and confidence.

And she can stay at home for 20 years in a world where the spiritual energy is thin and the warriors are the roost, and she can practice and seek the Tao wholeheartedly.

The two are one, and the charm is self-sufficient.

The Dafu Ship gradually approached the Vientiane City, and the misty mirage gradually became clearer and more spectacular.

"Junior Sister Miaozhen, do you know what the most powerful exercises of the Vientiane Sect are?" Ling Xiaozi came up to talk.

"It seems to be called "Vientiane Heavenly Book"." Yang Miaozhen thought.

"Yes, there are countless volumes of heavenly books in the "Vientiane Heavenly Book", each of which can make people become immortals." Ling Xiaozi couldn't help showing envy. The exercises he is practicing now are far inferior to any book of heaven.

Yang Miaozhen listened intently, she was still very concerned about these matters related to practice, and other disciples also gathered around.

Ling Xiaozi became more and more excited: "But there is also a saying that the "Vientiane Heavenly Book" itself is one, not just a collective name for all the heavenly books, but contains all the cultivation methods in the world, and all the heavenly books are derived from it. Come on. It is with this volume of "Vientiane Heavenly Book" that the Vientiane Sect has been able to go through battles and still prosper."

"Speaking of which, not long ago, the Vientiane Sect had a battle with the demon people. The demon domain sent twelve demon emperors to lead millions of troops to besiege the city. It was more than half damaged, and the entire army was almost wiped out. It was only because of their senior brother Li Qingshan that the Demon God of Yatou was forced back to save the defeat.”

Although he didn't dare to compare with the senior brother of the Vientiane Sect, he was still a good man.

What about the big brother!

"What did you say?!" Yang Miaozhen's eyes widened and she was shocked.