[Fengshen] The extraordinary transcendence of the pipa

Overseas there are fairy mountains and misty clouds.There are waves in the river and sky surges, and the wind and clouds outside the island are cloudy.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the boundless and turbulent river surface of the East China Sea, which is shrouded in thick fog all the year round, is just like the moon waxing and waning, the existence of wind, rain, frost and snow, and it is another wonder created by natural phenomena. It's just a scene...

What they don't know is that in a place that mortals can't reach in their entire lives, in the void space shrouded in misty mist and above the mortal world, there is the largest sect of cultivating immortals from heaven and earth—— cut teaching.

Wen Zhong has long been keenly aware that even though Chao Ge is calm on the surface, there is always an extremely powerful force hidden in the dark, quietly waiting for the opportunity, and at some point, the sky will suddenly collapse and the earth will shatter. The rivers and mountains of the great world have been messed up to pieces.

Therefore, he traveled day and night without any delay, and only spent one night, and at dawn, he rushed back to Penglai Island.

When Wen Zhong passed through the thin transparent barrier of Jiejiao, regardless of the exhaustion all over his body, he wanted to go straight to see his master, the Holy Mother of Jinling.

However, a stuttering exclamation thwarted his plan:

"Wen... Senior Brother Wen? Oh my god! It's really Senior Brother Wen! Look, Senior Brother Wen is back!"

Wen Zhong frowned indiscriminately, listening to the voice to distinguish people, and thought to himself, how many years have passed, why is this junior Qingfeng still so unstable, maybe Uncle Guiling is still practicing all day long. Let the disciples under the door be negligent in management.

This Junior Brother Green Bee is also several hundred years old, why is he still like a child, yelling and shouting when encountering some things, how decent it is!

Without waiting for Wen Zhong to turn his head, suddenly, from nowhere, dozens of young men and women in gray clothes and blue-edged Taoist robes rushed towards Wen Zhongwei excitedly and in awe. They came over, but because of the majesty of this senior brother, they stopped quietly one by one five steps away, and they all looked at Wen Zhong in the middle in surprise.

One of the elders, a young man with a baby face, looked at the expressionless Wen Zhong with admiration, and said in disbelief:

"Brother Wen, is it really you? You...why did you come back suddenly?"

The other disciples all looked quietly at Wen Zhong, the legend and myth of Jiejiao, and blinked their excited eyes listening to his answer.

Wen Zhong looked back at the young male disciple, nodded, then eased his expression slightly and said: "Junior Brother Qingfeng, I haven't seen you for many years, how is everything going in the teaching?"

Ahhh!Brother Wen talked to me! !The excited voice of the disciple named Qingfeng trembled:

"Senior Brother, everything is fine in the teaching, but Senior Uncle Jin Ling has been thinking about Senior Brother very much. I heard her old man talking about you a few days ago. I didn't expect you to come back today. Haha, if Senior Uncle knows, he must be very happy." Tight."

Thinking of the master who treats him like his own son, Wen Zhong's eyes inadvertently flashed a warm color, and said to everyone:

"I came back this time because I have important matters to discuss. All the younger brothers and sisters should go and practice on their own. If you have free time, it's not too late to discuss."

Everyone nodded, reluctantly watching Wen Zhong's slender black shadow drift away.

On Penglai Island, Wen Zhong looked around as he walked. This fairy island suspended above the East China Sea is vast and boundless from the inside, surrounded by colorful mist, and the fairy flowers in Langyuan are too beautiful to behold. It is clearly another boundless dreamlike world.

There are countless wide roads built with white ashlar on the island. Every ten steps, there will be a half-meter-high miniature black unicorn squatting facing each other with its teeth and claws open. The status in the world is very low, roughly equivalent to a magical beast on the island...

This road stretches in all directions, until the end of the increasingly hazy line of sight.Looking around, the entire Penglai Xiandao can be described as magnificent and solemn, but yet agile, it is really a holy land of the fairy family!

On both sides of the road, there are clusters of exotic flowers, fairy trees, and sparse attics looming in the faint white mist. The climate here is warm all the year round, and the flowers are red and willows are green all the year round. All kinds of strange animals run freely on the island...

Wen Zhong was so engrossed that he almost forgot all the complicated things in the mortal world.Ever since I was ordered by my teacher to go down the mountain to assist the late Emperor Yin Yi a few years ago, I have been in a state of turmoil, and I have never even returned to Penglai Island. I did not expect that after so many years, the scenery on the island has not changed at all, it is still like this It is peaceful.

Walking along a long bridge erected in the air, a few blushing junior sisters pushed and shoved towards Wen Zhong, shyly bowing to Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong casually looked over, feeling that he had no impression of it all. He had lived in this place for hundreds of years, but when he focused on cultivating at the beginning, he rarely paid attention to the people around him. Now, he just nodded lightly and continued on. I went to the master's gymnasium.

After leaving □, a series of low-pitched discussions:

"Wow, I didn't expect Senior Brother Wen to be so handsome~"

"Yeah, yeah, just now I heard that senior brother came back today, and the young female disciples we cut off from teaching are all busy changing clothes and dressing up, hee hee, a bunch of idiots~ we still got ahead of them~"

"Hey, why don't you be complacent! Brother Wen is handsome, but he has always been serious. Which of you has the guts to approach him?"

As soon as this remark came out, a group of female disciples were speechless for a while, and after a while, a woman suddenly said:

"You are stupid, if anyone can get Brother Wen's sincerity, it will be different! How can he still be so serious to his lover~"

A group of female disciples were silent for a while, saying yes one after another, watching Wen Zhongxiu's tall and handsome figure gradually go away with infinite longing.

Crossing a long white stone bridge engraved with relief pictures of hundreds of animals, in front of it is a quiet and elegant huge building. The three characters "Lingxi Palace" are engraved on the plaque at the main entrance. For ordinary people, it can be described as a deadly formation, slowly walking in.

From the inside, the setting of Lingxi Palace is very simple, the surroundings are flat and open, with only a white jade platform three meters high and five feet square in the middle.

As soon as Wen Zhongfu entered, there was a woman's leisurely voice: "Wen Zhong, why did you come back suddenly? But what happened to Chao Ge?"

Wen Zhong walked up several layers of white jade steps, stepped onto the high platform in the middle, and saw a woman in Taoist robes meditating with her eyes closed on the futon in the middle of the platform. She looked only in her thirties, but her temperament was extremely strong. It was Gao Hua, with several golden rays of light shining slowly behind him, showing his profound Taoism.

Wen Zhong leaned over and saluted: "Master, the disciple came back this time because of a very important matter."

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit slowly opened her eyes, looked at her favorite student in relief for a while, and said with a little surprise: "Oh? You have always been cautious, what is it that can make you so embarrassed?"

Wen Zhong slightly frowned: "Master, a few days ago, my disciple led an army to go out, Shen Gongbao, a disciple of Chanjiao, took the opportunity to get close to King Yin, and made a strange medicine for him to take. Now, although Shen Gongbao was driven away by his disciples, King Yin But it is very different from usual, if you are not careful, you will lose control, your mind will be in chaos, and this disciple is not proficient in medicine stones, so I came back to ask my teacher and ancestor."

The Holy Mother of Jinling frowned when she heard that: "Aren't those people who are teaching and learning the most important thing to stay away from the mortal world and cultivate with one heart? Why does Shen Gongbao, as a disciple of teaching and teaching, do this?"

Wen Zhong pondered and said slowly: "According to my disciples, this Shen Gongbao's identity is probably not simple."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was surprised: "You mean...?"

Wen Zhong shook his head and said, "It's too early to say for sure."

The Holy Mother of Jinling sighed and said: "Explanation and teaching have become more and more chaotic these years. You are in the mortal world, so you must pay attention to everything." Wen Zhong nodded.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit thought for a while, then sighed slowly and said:

"Well, speaking of it, although we call the teaching of Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court, that is a thing of the past. Since the master stepped down from the teaching affairs, these years, your master uncle has been in charge of the teaching affairs on behalf of the master, but you also I know that he is too domineering and domineering, and he only focuses on developing his own disciples, which has made our momentum of cutting off teaching over the years not as good as before."

Wen Zhong couldn't help frowning his handsome brows when mentioning the temporary master master, Daoist Duobao. When he hadn't gone down the mountain to assist Yin Shang, he occasionally met that master. He was always provocative, but because of The ancestor valued him, but he couldn't do it blatantly.

With such a narrow-minded uncle presiding over the teaching affairs, it’s no wonder why it’s not as good as one year of teaching. The master’s hands and eyes are open to the sky. Although he has been in closed doors all year round, Wen Zhong absolutely believes that all matters in the teaching, big or small, cannot be escaped. His Dharma eyes, but for some reason, the master is still blindly following the master...

After not seeing each other for many years, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit finally met her beloved disciple. She couldn't help but open up the chatter box, sighed to Wen Zhong for a while about the current situation in the church, and finally said:

"It hasn't been many years since you went down the mountain. The master couldn't bear the many trivial things in the teaching, and the old man simply went to retreat. It has been more than [-] years now. It is a bit unfortunate that you came back to find his old man this time... ..."

Wen Zhong couldn't help frowning when he heard the words. He knew that the master was in retreat most of the time on weekdays. Difficult...

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit seemed to think for a while, and finally made up her mind, she slowly stood up from the futon, looked at Wen Zhong and said:

"Forget it, you have always been the most cautious. Since you have come here specially this time, this matter must be difficult. Moreover, King Yin's body is related to the fate of all surnames in the world. There must be no delay. You will go to Panlong as your teacher." Let Feng Tan visit your master ancestor. If he knows the whole story, he will not blame our master and apprentice for disturbing us."

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