Taoist rebirth reversal system

The sixth day of May.

There are nine fields in the sky and nine states in the earth. In the center of the Bailu Palace, there is also a Jiuyuan Building with nine floors in total. There is a big bell on the top of the building. Guarded by the disciples of Youjia, the barriers of talismans and seals all around took effect at the same time, and the whole Bailu Palace was once again hidden among the high mountains.

At this time, the gate of Jiuyuan Building was still closed, and two rows of Youjia disciples were wearing uniform white school uniforms, guarding the gate with swords behind their backs, keeping their boards upright. With a bit of the elegance of a nobleman, he doesn't look like a guard who draws his sword at each other, but rather like a young master who is leisurely traveling.

The monks gathered in front of the Jiuyuan Tower can be roughly divided into three categories.The first type is usually a tough background, the family sect is second only to the existence of the four great masters in the southeast, northwest, and they are all talking with each other, making friends and relatives.The second category is Qunye Luzi, who are homeless and have no faction, but are powerful and lack a springboard to become famous all over the world. Most of them are busy dangling in front of the first category of people.The last category has neither backing nor strength, and sneaked into the Bailu Palace with half as many minds as other people of the same kind. They were either busy looking for sects, or busy looking for masters.The three types of people seem to be irrelevant, but they are connected together by thousands of causes and effects. No matter what they think in their hearts, they can talk and laugh happily, making the front of Jiuyuan Building noisy and noisy.

But famous families usually don't join in the fun, and the disciples of Tianqing stand at the end of the line with some young disciples of Youjia who have no missions, but the disciples of Tianqing are ethereal and the disciples of Youjia are noble and elegant , Even if there is an occasional conversation, it is soft-spoken and very quiet.

Ji Yanqing also blended in this tranquility decently, standing straight in front of the juniors, like a bamboo growing on a fairy mountain, whether it is a breeze or a hundred years in the world, he can escape the world alone and become a self-contained One side of heaven and earth.

This is the first time for the young disciple of You family to see the real Ji Yanqing, looking at his back, he couldn't help sighing: "I've heard about the reputation of Tianqing Jifeng for a long time, but seeing him now, the reputation is well-deserved."

Disciple Tianqing replied: "Master Jifeng has a good understanding of people. Although he enters the Tao with the sword, he does not use the power of sword cultivation to overwhelm others. His views on Taoism are even more extraordinary, and he is also a role model for my disciple Tianqing."

These words passed into Ji Yanqing's ears word for word, and he couldn't help but blush when he heard it.

He really wasn't standing like this because he was meditating and practicing under the influence of the majestic clouds in the Bailu Palace, he was just staring at people.

Unsurprisingly, Xie Wuduan was also in the Egret Palace, roaming like a fish in water among aristocratic families, monk Yeluzi, and low-level monks. Calm and composed, as if everyone is familiar with him, like an old fried dough stick wandering in the fairy world.

Xie Wuduan has a windy air, and the green gauze coat that he is wearing is flying up with his movements, probably because the 'Autumn Water Fan' in You Baiyi's hand is so famous, his ordinary windy fan is not He was too embarrassed to take it out, so he replaced the white jade with his hair with a pear blossom. I don’t know what kind of weird technique he used. He wandered around among the crowd like a flying butterfly. A few petals fell, and the half-pillar of incense passed by, but the baldness did not fall off.

The people he spoke to didn't seem to want to talk to this notorious mad dog very much, but they didn't dare to offend them easily. All their old faces turned into pleated buns with smiles, and when the wind blows, even their belts are oily. froze.

During this period of time, something should happen to Xiaoxiang, why is Xie Wudu still staying here?

Ji Yanqing looked around calmly again, but didn't find any people from Beichen Fan.

It shouldn't be, for such a big matter, doesn't Master Beichen need to come forward in person?

He had an intuition that nothing good would happen. Ever since he came to this world, he began to believe in metaphysics. His eyelids started to twitch since last night. Just when he was wondering, he suddenly felt someone approaching, it was Ji Yan.

"What is Master looking at?"

Ever since she suspected that Ji Yan was Lord Yaoguang, coupled with those two very subtle systems, Ji Yanqing felt embarrassed when she saw Ji Yan, so she avoided him a little, and no longer hugged him as often as she did when she was a child.

Seeing that Ji Yanqing was ignoring him, Ji Yan was about to tug on his sleeve like he did when he was a child, but instead Ji Yanqing grabbed his wrist.

"I have something to do, you go to your Master Zixuan first."

Although Ji Yanqing's voice was not very harsh, there was a slight warning in his actions and language. Ji Yan was not lacking in thoughtfulness, and let go after a little thought, but still stood behind Ji Yanqing and said: "Master Zixuan Discuss alchemy experience with other monks, I will just wait by Master's side."

After hearing this, Ji Yanqing didn't chase him away, and continued to stare at Xie Wudu, lost in thought.And behind him, Ji Yan was also watching him, wondering what he was thinking.

The big bell on the top of Jiuyuan Tower rang again, which was different from the previous one. This sound was like the sound of bells and chimes in the ancient Hanshan Temple, which sang circles and circles in the isolated world of Bailu Palace. Ripples, not going away for a long time, the fine snow on the mountain road, the noise of green bamboos on the fairy mountain, the open-mindedness and emptiness of the monks, all hidden in the sound of the bell.

The previously bustling crowd suddenly quieted down, and the gate of Jiuyuan Building opened. For a moment, it seemed as if fairy music was playing together, and the time of eternity was blowing towards their faces accompanied by a leisurely long wind. Everyone's faces were solemn and silent, Ji Yanqing Those who became monks halfway didn't have so many emotions. Although they were shocked, they still took a little sneak look at Xie Wudu.

To his surprise, Xie Wudu has always been an image of a fake monk who is enjoying himself in the world in everyone's mind. He will do what the heavens don't let him do. He can live a good life and has not turned into a pile of coke. It's already unbelievable, but such a person, after losing his hippie smile and obedient obedience, he looks more devout than others...almost mournful.

Ji Yanqing's heart was almost shocked for a moment. Once again, she deeply realized that there are many things and many people. It is true that you can't tell anything just by listening to other people's words...

"Master? Gone."

Ji Yanqing snapped back to her senses, only to find that the people in front had entered the door one after another, and Xie Wuduan had disappeared. He was the only one who was still here with a group of people, and the young disciples from the two families behind couldn't help being curious.

Ji Yanqing coughed to cover up the situation, and said, "Let's go."

A group of people also followed into Jiuyuan Building.

There are four seats on the high platform on the first floor of Jiuyuan Building, which are reserved for the four masters. The rest of the people are not ranked according to seniority, but according to their cultivation level. Each has its own position. Ji Yanqing's cultivation base is not high or not. Low, sitting in the middle position, Ji Yan is in his favor, his cultivation level is unknown, but he also sits with him.

It was the first time for Ji Yanqing to participate in this kind of meeting that gathered all the powerful people from all sides. He felt that it was a bit high-end and a bit fresh. A rich second-generation idler like him had no chance to feel this kind of atmosphere before, so he worked hard to plan. Take a good look at it, but it didn't take long before he couldn't hold it anymore.

The world meeting is the same, either discussing or answering questions, really can't find any tricks, plus he came from time travel, his own metaphysics and cultural heritage is not deep, and now it is all based on the addition of the system, without the system Half illiterate, the monks around him were mesmerized by the reassurances, and his ears were full of resounding heavenly scriptures, which was extremely difficult.

Ji Yan has been watching from the sidelines, seeing that he is going to be unable to hold on anymore, his head is shaking, he can't hold back a smile, he fisted his right hand to block his mouth, and after recovering his dignified appearance, he softly called out: "Master, bear with it, it will be over soon."

Ji Yanqing raised her eyelids in pain, and looked at Gaotai bitterly and bitterly. She deeply felt the feelings of the students in the last row who always used books as screens in his high school days.

Fortunately, this kind of bitter and bitter meeting was only held on the first day, and it was disbanded after the answering of questions and doubts, and everyone could talk freely. Only then did Ji Yanqing feel alive. As soon as the inner cultivator moved, he was ready to take the opportunity to find Xie Wuduan, to see if he could get something out of him.

All his actions fell into the eyes of Han Cheng and the others.

The ninth floor of Jiuyuan Building, also known as Chongxiao Nine, can have a panoramic view of the entire Bailu Palace and the scenery of the mountains outside the palace. Yesterday happened to be the Dragon Boat Festival. It just rained, and the valley was filled with clouds and mists. They are all gathered on the Jiuyuan Tower, and it is completely impossible to see that there are countless dead and resentful spirits in the downstairs. Even the walls are like wooden carved windows, but the carvings are not flying dragons and phoenixes, birds and flowers, but real talismans. .

Chong Xiao Jiu Shang is very simple, with four chairs and a table, and a pot of tea on the table, the tea is fragrant.

The peony flower laughs and moves the gold tin, and it is said that the purple bamboo shoots in Huzhou of Qin come.

The Guzhu purple bamboo shoots in the south of the Yangtze River, you can tell who made them as soon as you smell them.

You Baiyi closed his fan and put it on the table, poured a cup of tea for everyone, and said with a smile: "I used to think that Jifeng is pure, intoxicated by Taoism, and doesn't want to talk to people, now It seems that I misunderstood."

Han Cheng smiled when he heard the words, picked up the teacup, and didn't say much.On the contrary, Mengyang Jun came over, took the tea, drank it clean like a cow, and said: "You always think too much every time, it doesn't matter if you don't go out, it doesn't matter where you learn. .”

Mr. Mengyang said he was the leader of the southern border, but in fact the southern border is bordered by the demons, and there are many scattered demon cultivators. No one will obey anyone. He is the most powerful and able to deal with the group of people, so he is respected as Mengyang. Jun, in fact, he is very bohemian, with disheveled hair and half-open skirt, showing his flesh all the time.Obviously dressed in black like Ji Yan, he looks more evil, but he is very straightforward.

"Speaking of which, your brother didn't come with you this time?"

The three sat down, and You Baiyi opened his folding fan again. There was a painting of mountains and flowing water on his folding fan. Although the painting was exquisite, it was nothing. The strange thing was that the painting could move. The turbulent waterfall deep in the mountains, the movement They were all left on that pair of fans. Every time Mengyang Jun saw it, he felt that You Baiyi's fan was the same as his own, and there was another world hidden inside.

"Too many people have been brought out this time, Gusu Youjia always have some people to guard."

"Oh? Didn't he cry and shout to come with you? I remember he used to be so clingy to you that no one could push you away. He said he wanted to snatch you away, and he could cry with people."

You Baiyi glanced at Mengyang Jun, helpless at this man's habit of teasing You Mingyan when he was free, shook his head and smiled, "The old emperor's calendar from so many years ago, so you always take it out. Mingyan grew up and cultivated You've improved a lot, and now it's time to save face, you—"

"Okay, you don't need to protect him less than he protects you, let's not talk about it. It's really weird for you to talk about it, it's not that your own is better than your own,"

"During the Hundred Years War, I almost lost my six relatives. Fortunately, there is Ming Yan...It doesn't matter if I am biological or not...I won't mention this."

At this time, Han Cheng, who had been silent on the sidelines, finally spoke. He was like a gloomy old crow, hovering quietly in a certain corner. Only when people noticed, could they see the lifelessness in his eyes.

"In the past ten years, there have been no major events in the cultivation world. Why did you, Bai Yi, bring so many people out of Gusu?"

Mengyang Jun and You Baiyi looked at him together, the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, and after a long while, it melted again in the scent of tea.

"A few months ago, I suddenly received a letter from Xiaoxiangzi, saying that he was going north to look for an old friend. There was an urgent matter. I will host this year's Bailu Palace Qingchao event. The situation in Xiaoxiangzi's backyard is special...you and I also know -"

Hearing this, Mengyang Jun suddenly let out a 'hum' from his nasal cavity, and rubbed one foot on the ground, feeling very impatient, after feeling that You Baiyi and Han Cheng were looking at him, he reluctantly said: "No matter, Bai Yi continues."

You Baiyi continued: "At the beginning, I only thought that he went north to find the royal family, and from there he got in touch with Beichenfan. I didn't expect to lose contact after that. I realized that something was wrong at this moment. I went to Xiaoxiang personally, but found that People from Beichen Fan were already there."

"I just saw Xie Wudu down there."

"Well, there are some people from Beichenfan, but Xiaoxiangzi is still missing."

"I sent Eighth Junior Sister...and there is no news from Hua Dun either."

At this point, the worries on the faces of You Baiyi and Han Cheng became more and more serious. There was only one Mengyang Jun. Everyone knew that he looked down on Xiaoxiangzi. In the end, he couldn't hold back and said, "Ziyu, the whisk in your hand is about to be bald by you."

Han Cheng woke up suddenly, subconsciously took a look, and found that Fuchen was still lying in his arms, and said dumbfoundedly: "Mengyang Jun, you are really...a kind hearted person."

He really couldn't find a better word to describe Mr. Mengyang, and You Baiyi seemed to agree with him.

Mengyang Jun yawned, spread out in the chair, and his voice was a little drunk and lazy: "I usually just keep an eye on Nanjiang to keep it from messing up, but if it really messes up one day, my God It collapsed, and I was the only one who was killed. It’s different from the two of you who are dragging your family.”

You Baiyi smiled without saying a word, Han Cheng couldn't laugh or cry and said, "It's not reasonable."

"Sigh, why is it so unreasonable." Mengyang Jun's final voice rose. He is probably one of the few monks in this world who can do whatever the heavens don't allow. What is it, Ziyu, white clothes, what you cultivate is freedom, what I do is my heart."

"Ziyu and I are dragging our families and we are full of burdens. Even if we know that Xiaoxiang is different, we don't dare to go easily. If that's the case, why don't Mengyang Lord go for us?"

This time, it was Mengyang Jun whose expression was not very good-looking. He picked up the teapot and drank several cups in a row, making Han Cheng regret that the good tea was ruined.After he was full, he put the teacup away, wiped his mouth with his sleeve nonchalantly, and strode out: "If Ziyu is worried about his eighth junior sister, I can look for him, but as for Xiaoxiangzi." He left Going to the door, he smiled coldly, "That piece of shit, only knows how to take things that bully the weak and fear the hard. Whoever wants to go will go, anyway, I won't go."

After finishing speaking, he walked away, as if even just mentioning the three words Xiaoxiangzi polluted the surrounding air, leaving You Baiyi and Han Cheng looking at each other in dismay, and finally Ya Gongzi You Baiyi poured another cup of tea for Han Cheng, and said softly : "Ziyu be careful about everything."

Han Cheng took a deep look at him: "You too."

Ji Yanqing's way to find Xie Wuduan is not very smooth, everyone in this building looks like everyone is a favorite, they all seem to go up to get a foot in the door, one block or two blocks, Xie Wudu disappeared in a flash, Ji Yanqing thought He took two steps forward, but was blocked by someone again.

"Amitabha, is this the peak master of Tianqing Mountain?"

The visitor was dressed in a cassock and held a tin staff. Although his bald head was radiant, his eyebrows could be painted, like a Buddha lotus that accidentally fell into the world.

"The poor monk, Kongjue, frightened the benefactor."

Ji Yanqing was shocked when he heard the words. The two major Buddhist sects, Yunming Temple, were destroyed in a century-old war, but the Yunmen Temple where the former abbot's younger brother Kong Jue lived remained. It's an old-fashioned abbot with old wrinkles on his face!

Kongjue in reality does not have old creases on his face, nor is he rigid, on the contrary, he has a pair of clear and ethereal eyes. Ji Yanqing didn't believe in these things in the past. In his opinion, the eminent monks in temples work from nine to five, attracting faithful men and women. At this moment, I have to admit that if there is really an eminent monk handed down from generation to generation in this world, who can save all sentient beings, and who has the courage and kindness to not hit the south wall and not look back, it must be him.

"No, the master is too serious."

Kongjue was flicking a string of Buddhist beads with his left hand, and Ji Yanqing noticed with sharp eyes that every time he flicked it, one of the [-] Buddhist beads would light up with a little golden light, and some Sanskrit words could be vaguely seen.

"This is Senior Brother Kong Yuan's Buddha bone relic." Kong Jue, with a dusty smile on his face, greeted Ji Yanqing with a salute, quickly disassembled a string of Buddhist beads, and picked out the abbot of Yunming Temple, Kong Yuan. The Buddha bone relic, twisted up with plain fingers, and placed in Ji Yanqing's hand.

Ji Yanqing was startled, and almost threw out the eminent monk's relic, and hurriedly said: "Master, it's too expensive, I—"

"Buddha only crosses predestined people, and doesn't care about external objects. I have been carrying this Buddha bone relic with my senior brother for many years, and today I finally meet a predestined person. Please don't refuse, Master Jifeng."

The eminent monk who was born in the world had a white complexion, and he was wearing a golden-red cassock, which made him look like an unborn monster. He was still smiling, and gave Ji Yanqing another slap, turned and left.Ji Yanqing was dragging the extremely precious relic in his hand, neither taking it nor letting it go, he was extremely embarrassed, he looked at the back of the eminent monk Kong Yuan going away, and intuited the phrase 'only for those who are destined has a deep meaning'.

"Damn predestined person." He thought, "The soul under the shell has changed. What the hell predestined person."

Even though he thought so, he still took the Buddhist bead back into his bosom after struggling again and again.

"Why are you here!"

The voice was close at hand, but it wasn't Ji Yan's. When Ji Yanqing turned her head, she saw a... young man standing behind him, pointing at him, his eyes full of surprise.

There are not a few good-looking people in this world, and the most uninhibited Mengyang Jun also has a wild chic, but the young man in front of him is good-looking, but he is a bit indisputable, waving a pair of lonely hands around, where is he going? One poke can poke a hole.

Where else would I be if I wasn't here?

"That's the master of Xiaoyao Peak Ji in Tianqing Mountain, don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Yanqing didn't have time to talk to the children, she was about to leave, but was dragged back to her original place by the sound.

That was Xie Wudu, whom he couldn't find anywhere.

Xie Wudu deserves to know that it doesn't matter if you don't want to see me, if I have something to ask you, just don't dare to refuse me', he walked up to Ji Yanqing, saluted and apologized in one go, gentle and courteous, not at all like that bad name The notorious Mad Dog.

"Master Jifeng, don't blame me. I just brought this child back not long ago. I haven't seen anything in the world. Maybe I regard you as someone I have seen."

It's no big deal, and it's impossible for Ji Yanqing to argue with a half-grown boy, so he waved his hands to express that he didn't mind, and said: "A while ago, I accidentally drank a thousand days of drunkenness, and I couldn't meet Fanzhu Xie, please don't blame Fanzhu."

Xie Wuduan was very surprised when he heard the words, as if he wasn't the one who glanced back at the second floor of the inn with sharp eyes that day: "Master Jifeng is serious, and the effect of Thousand Days Drunk is amazing. Drinking a cup can make people unconscious, Master Jifeng is in good health That's good. At that time, I just didn't expect to meet Tianqing Daozi in Shuzhong, so I stayed for a while."

"Senior Sister has an order, and we didn't expect to meet Master Xie Fan in Shuzhong."

Xie Wuduan laughed, and casually put a hand on the shoulder of the fake girl beside him, as if feeling emotional: "Yeah, I almost forgot, the master of the second peak of Tianqing has always had a compassionate heart."

"At that time, I heard that Mr. Xie Fan was in a hurry, and he seemed to have something important to do, but now he is done?"

Xie Wudu said: "What's important, I'm just working for others, there are orders from above, what is not important? It's Master Ji, get drunk, don't work too hard, so as not to hurt the root."

The fake girl who was being suppressed by him looked at this and that, every little move fell into Ji Yanqing's eyes, as if she wanted to say something but dared not say it.

"This...little brother, what do you want to say? Also, Master Xie Fan said earlier that I look like someone he knows?"

The young boy looked very sincere, he had something to say, he didn't know what to say, and was about to answer, when he was caught by Xie Wudu's smiling eyes, his voice disappeared instantly, Ji Yanqing looked at him suspiciously, Xie Wudu immediately said : "Who can match Master Ji Feng's appearance? I have to say that maybe all the good-looking people in the world are more or less similar. He is blind and has not seen many people before he admits his mistake. I saw Ji Feng earlier. The Lord is looking for someone, so Xie won't bother me much."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to reply, and invited the young man beside him to leave: "Pingting, let's go."

For some reason, Ji Yanqing's eyelids twitched wildly, and she still felt that something was wrong, so she stopped him and said, "Where is it?"

Xie Wudu turned his head and smiled, like a prodigal son who has read a thousand sails: "Master Ji Feng came from the peerless Tianqing Mountain, and he would not want to know about such a place."

Ji Yanqing frowned, looked at the backs of the two, and saw the young man named Pingting from Xie Wuduan's unruly back, shaking every step three times, like the posture of brushing willows... How can anyone raise such a boy?What kind of boy is surrounded by good-looking people?

He thought of the name again...

No reason, Pingting.

Yeyue's curtain of dreams, tenderness in the spring breeze.

Ji Yanqing suddenly felt that she understood the profound meaning of Xie Wuduan's last words, and her face turned dark.

Did he really transmigrated into a cultivation novel written by a straight man? !