[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

Liuyun didn't stay in Bajing Palace for long, the sage of Taiqing gave a bottle of elixir, which was only for saving his life, so he sent Liuyun to Yaochi by Master Xuandu.

The Taiqing sage always closed his eyes half-closed so calm and breezy.

Swinging the boy back, Qingyun took the fan from the boy's hand and fanned the wind in a leisurely manner. She turned her gaze slightly and could see a tall and curved arch bridge.

A bridge connects two ends, one end is Bajing Palace and the other end is nothingness and darkness. I don’t know what is on the other end of the bridge. Qing Yun guesses boredly, but next to his ears is the deep voice of the Taiqing sage who does not show the vicissitudes of life.

"The fire is low."

Qing Yun raised his eyelids, looked at the still luxuriant Samadhi real fire under the furnace, curled his lips, and said, "It's just right."

With an angry tone, the Taiqing sage slightly opened his half-closed eyes, his eyes seemed to be looking out, but outside the Bajing Palace was nothingness and chaos, darkness.

"Four of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao went to the west, and only one of the five disciples of Jiejiao went. Tell me, can Jiejiao be defeated in this battle?"

Speaking of this, Qingyun's expression changed, and his tone seemed to be motionless but sarcasm, and said, "Brother Jiejiao went to the Western Church, how can he say he is invincible? Three thousand members of the Jiejiao went to the Western School, how can he say no?" defeat?"

Hearing Qingyun's words, the Taiqing sage just sighed slightly, and said, "Idiot."

Qing Yun pursed her red lips slightly, and the stiff lip line revealed her stubbornness towards this matter!

"Do you know why Sanqing split up?"

Looking down, looking at the patterns on the banana fan in her hand that contain the Tao, Qingyun was silent, Sanqing had already separated when she transformed, and the teacher would not talk to her about it.

"...don't know."

The sage of Taiqing was silent suddenly, he was still looking ahead, but his expression had a rare and subtle change, the outside of Bajing Palace was still dark, only the never-ending wind and earth fire.

"The way of heaven cannot tolerate three cleanses."

Her cultivation has reached the level of a quasi-sage, what else in the prehistoric world can shake her heart?However, the words of the Taiqing sage rang in Qingyun's ears like thunder, and his mind was very disturbed.

"Master, be careful!" Qing Yun with a pale face hurriedly walked to the side of the Taiqing saint, his eyes were full of panic and worry.

"No problem." The Taiqing sage curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and his brows seemed to have some warmth, but the Taiqing sage's way of inaction is No. 1 under the Taoist ancestor, and that warmth is like an illusion.

"Look at the prehistoric world, which race has always been strong? The catastrophe of the dragon and the phoenix, the war of the lich, which one didn't experience prosperity and then decline?" The Taiqing sage no longer said why the law of heaven does not allow the three cleans, why the three cleans At the beginning, he would each choose a dojo, but he only spoke slowly, describing what happened when Qingyun was forced to retreat by the sages of the Qing Dynasty, and said, "In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, someone in the Jiejiao threw the plague into the city, and even burned the city. all things."

Good and bad!

The Taiqing sage turned to look at Qingyun, and pointedly said, "You should remember that at the foot of Tai'a Mountain, there were hundreds of thousands of Fuxi, Duobao and your guardian race, almost beaten back to their original forms by Dijun and Taiyi. Now Dijun, Taiyi dies, Dao disappears, does not leave the true spirit and does not enter reincarnation, and you are the Antarctic Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and you have taught on behalf of your teacher for countless years."

The Taiqing sage finally said, "The way of heaven recurs, and it goes back and forth endlessly."

Qing Yun sat on the Taiqing sage for a long time, her pale face returned to rosy, and the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled up. It's not that she doesn't understand, but she is just unwilling!

She still remembers the no hesitation of senior brother Hangu Guanwai, but now among the five major disciples under the head of Tongtian sect, only she and senior sister Wudang are the only ones who can be regarded as intercepted disciples.

The ups and downs are still resentful towards the senior brother.Qing Yun closed his eyes, leaving only chaos.

In the quaint Shouyang Bajing Palace, there are only Xuandu juniors; in the exquisite Kunlun Yuxu Palace, there are only seven seniors left;

The original Three Religions only existed in the distant memory. Those brothers and sisters were killed or injured, but those who were alive never went back.

Like a thousand years and a breath, Qing Yun opened his eyes and finally said, "Qing Yun understands."

Then there was a silence in the hall, Qingyun looked at the real fire of samadhi, and suddenly said, "I bring Liuyun to visit the teacher, the second uncle is discussing with the teacher." At this moment, Qingyun, who had already calmed down, stuffed the banana fan into his sleeve, With a calm look on his face, he said, "It's quite boring to master alchemy all day long, why don't you go to Biyou Palace to find a teacher to discuss the way and play chess."

The Taiqing sage watched helplessly as his innate spiritual treasure plantain fanned into the junior nephew's Qiankun sleeve, and the corners of his mouth slipped involuntarily, but the emperor turned a blind eye and looked at the Taiqing sage with a kind face, saying, "One day in the sky, After one year in the human world, I should send Liu Yun back to the human world."

With a wave of his sleeves, Qingyun, who took away the treasures of the Taiqing sage, left the Bajing Palace, and met Xuandu who had returned from the Heavenly Court at the door. Xuandu smiled at Qingyun from a distance, "The Queen Mother is not in Yaochi. I sent him to Lord Doumuyuan."

"I'm sorry to bother you, junior." Qing Yun smiled lightly, looked back at the Bajing Palace pointingly, and said, "Master uncle is not in a good mood at the moment, junior brother Xuandu should be careful!"

Hearing this, surprise flashed in Xuandu's eyes, the teacher did nothing, his mood was always peaceful, countless times passed, and only the teacher was angry in the Battle of Conferred Gods thousands of years ago.

Seeing that Xuan didn't believe it, Qing Yun shrugged irresponsibly and drove away.

"Teacher." Xuandu entered the inner hall, and the Taiqing sage still meditated calmly, his brows were calm and there was no unswerving displeasure as Qing Yun said.

"You go to your third uncle's Biyou Palace, and say that the teacher lacks a fan to fan the flames."

Xuandu was surprised by the words of the sage of Taiqing, but what the teacher said has some basis, Xuan did not suspect him, and immediately responded, "Yes, teacher."

When Qing Yun came back from the Primal Chaos, she suddenly remembered the black tortoise inner alchemy that Fuxi had given her that day, so she paused and went to Penglai Island instead.

The blue sky and blue sea, the mighty never see the edge, the fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mists is located, looming like an illusion like a mirage.

Penglai Island, one of the three fairy mountains spread among the fishermen in the East China Sea, is home to countless gods. He is in the sea after clearing the thick fog. However, only those ancestors in the legends handed down from ancient times can really see the fairy mountains.

Qing Yun lowered the cloud head, and the formation around the Penglai Island surrounded by the mountains and the sea was closed for a while, and the whole mountain was exposed immediately.

The haze is condensed with auspicious mist, and the sun and moon spit out auspicious light.The old cypresses and green mountains are like the same color as the autumn water and the sky; the wild flowers and scarlet flowers are like the morning glow, like green peaches, red apricots and apricots.The colorful swirls are full of moral brilliance and purple mist; the cigarettes are ethereal, and they all spit out the fragrance from the innate infinity.The fairy peaches and fairy fruits are like golden pills; the green poplars and willows are like jade threads.

The fishermen who went out to sea this day couldn't help but prostrate themselves on Class A and bowed down to Penglai, begging the gods to bless them!

The Biyou Palace on Penglai Island is no longer as lively as it used to be, but it can’t be said to be deserted. It’s just that after the Battle of the Gods, both Penglai Biyou Palace and Kunlun Yuxu Palace have paid more attention to the cultivation of the state of mind and the understanding of the way of heaven.

The big formation has been closed, but his opening still alarmed the disciples in Biyou Palace who had never retreated.

"Uncle Master Master, you're back." In the spacious dojo, a dozen or so disciples were fighting each other. Jialin, who was dressed in a dark red Taoist robe, sensed the opening of the guardian formation, and hurried out.

"How are you teaching?"

"Most of the brothers and sisters are in their respective caves to retreat and realize the Tao, and few of them practice swords here." Jia Yun looked at Qing Yun, his eyes sparkled, and his handsome and stern face was full of hesitation.

Looking at the verdant and never-fading Penglai Island, I still can't help but think back to the past.

"But the disciples in the sect didn't obey the order and left the island in private?" How could Qing Yun notice the change in Jia Yun's expression, and his voice became cold immediately. The Penglai Island, which is like spring all the year round, will immediately enter the winter in the human world, and the nearby grass will wither instantly. Jia Liu replied, Qing Yun naturally wanted it.

Without the prosperity from the beginning to the end, Jiejiao was known as the coming of ten thousand immortals in the prehistoric period, which shows that it was a family at the beginning, but it can't escape the way of the dragon, phoenix and monster clan back then!

However, the different understandings of Taoism in different religions are also the fuse of this battle.

"If there are any more disciples who don't obey the order, they will be expelled from my sect immediately." Looking away from the green mountains and green waters, Qing Yun looked at Jia Lin and said, "You can decide this matter yourself, you don't have to wait for me to come back to deal with it!"

"Yes!" Jia Lin immediately responded, the world is prosperous and charming, how many people only want to enjoy the wealth and honor in the world but do not want to continue the hard work?It is better to be expelled from the teacher's school if these people are left to pollute me in the world, they are just people whose destiny is not enough to practice Taoism!However, Ka Rin still hesitated.

"Don't hesitate." Seeing Jialin like this, Qing Yun frowned, but she understood why Jialin was hesitating in an instant, "You want to ask where your master is reincarnated now?"

"Uncle Master, please let me know!" Jialin straightened his face, stood up straight and looked at Qing Yun earnestly.

"I remember when my senior sister brought you back, you were still in Bi Fang's original form. After the transformation, your personality jumped out. It's not like you always have a cold face now." Qing Yun looked at Jia Lin, his face softened, remembering that he had entered reincarnation The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, with dark eyes, "I don't know which family my senior sister is reincarnated in."

how?Jia Yun looked at Qing Yun in surprise. In his heart, besides the ancestor Tongtian Jiaozhu and the teacher, the one he respects and admires the most is the uncle in charge.

"If I have time, I will go to Wuzhuang Temple and ask Zhen Yuanzi. His book from the ground may find your master's trace in the long river of time."

"Thank you, uncle." Although regrettable, it is not the first time for Jialin to practice Taoism. If the law of heaven does not allow, even the ancestor cannot be regarded as the reincarnation place of the teacher.

Qingyun's cave is not in Biyou Palace, but the place where she transformed.

Walking forward, the empty mountain forest trembled with faint ripples as Qing Yun walked by.

A pool of clear water is not deep, and the bottom can be seen at a glance.There are three or four blue lotus flowers blooming brilliantly, seven or eight lotus leaves are round, and there is water in the center of the leaves, which are crystal clear and shining with faint colored light. A few orange fish-bodied arowanas have long beards and flexible tails. There are beautiful ripples in the pool water.

"Fairy is back." A few arowanas poked their heads out of the pool, their mouths opening and closing, they were uttering words.

These arowanas were one of the congratulatory gifts sent by the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea when Qing Yun transformed into a new form. Qing Yun, a young disciple of Master Tongtian, did not lack precious jewelry and rare materials, but he was only interested in these arowanas, and now they are being raised. There are also seven or eight club members.

"I'm going to stay in the cave for a while." Looking at a few dragon fish, although Qing Yun's eyes were cold and not alienated, suddenly she looked at one of the smaller dragon fish and frowned imperceptibly, "This time It’s inconvenient to stay on the island for a long time, you should practice hard, and don’t be tempted to become a dragon before transforming into a dragon.”

"Thank you Fairy for teaching!" Several dragon fishes said in unison.

Each method has its own way, and it is the utmost benevolence to instruct her just now, if it is after transforming into a dragon...

Sitting down on the futon, forgetting about the dragon fish, Qing Yun took out a bead from his sleeve, it was round and dark, with occasional flashes of inspiration, thinking of the lake in Wangqing Forest, Qing Yun tightened his fingers .

With her cultivation base, it is easy to destroy this alchemy, but it is just the way of proving the Tao with the roots of this alchemy.

"Forget it, just make something small and let Liu Yun take it with him."

Bi Minsi, for people like Qing Yun, tasteless is no longer enough to describe!But for the fledgling Liuyun, it is also a good thing to go to Beiju Luzhou in the future.

The real fire of samadhi rose from the palm of his hand, and a piece of jade-like ash was instantly melted into liquid, and after burning for a while, the liquid was two-thirds less than before before Qing Yun received the real fire.Although the ashstone is the most useless ore, it has a characteristic that it cools down extremely quickly. Before the liquid cools down, Qingyun turns it into a small joint, fixes it on the inner pill of the black turtle, and then passes the Biminsi through it.

However, Xuan Gui is the Chaos Demon God, how can his inner alchemy be a mortal thing?

Qing Yun frowned, and took out another slender ink brush, the tip of which was as red as blood.Qingyun held her breath, and the inner alchemy of the black turtle was already floating in front of her.When the nib touches the alchemy lightly, it seems to be blocked by a film, and if you break it forcibly, you may hurt the inner alchemy.

After thinking about it for just a moment, Zhunsheng's cultivation was improved, and then he saw that there was light on the tip of the pen, and the film was still there, but Qingyun didn't care, she was very fast, and she was dizzy when she tried to see what she drew clearly , Soul pain!

When Qingyun retracted the pen, the black tortoise inner alchemy was four tenths smaller than before, and it looked like an ordinary bead with a faint red glow.

Qingyun took back the inner alchemy in satisfaction, but Jialin's anxious voice sounded outside the cave!

"Uncle Master!"

The author has something to say: JJ dead pumping -- I don't even know the reply. There is no supernatural saint: Huanglong is good.

Saint Yuqing: After the war, he cultivated in the cave.

Sage of the Shangqing: In that case, let him recuperate in the mansion!

Saint Yuqing:?

Yun Zhongzi (lower eyebrows and smooth eyes): I heard that the junior sister took the plantain fan of the master uncle by the way. The sage: Σ(°△°|||)

Saint Yuqing: ==

Real Huanglong shot while lying down: -_-=_=

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