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- After a month, my ideas have changed a bit. Let¡¯s give it a comprehensive try.
Today I have a reception task, so I came back in a hurry and revised it before posting it. The word count and fragments are not very good, and the beginning is not very friendly. Please forgive me.
The cross-border flying boat is like a big fish, swimming against the tide of void energy.
The closer we get to the huge cocoon-like world ahead, the clearer the feeling of facing the wind and waves, so much so that the airship trembles slightly and the tea set on the table also rattles.
On the top floor of the airship, some passengers who experienced this feeling for the first time unconsciously stopped chatting and laughing, looking at the fully enclosed air cover with numb scalp. Under the strong resistance, it twisted and undulated. The front, rear and rear parts were simply forcibly twisted. It has become twisted and may affect the body of the flying boat at any time.
Those who are less timid can¡¯t help but be frightened: ¡°Is this really going to be a problem?¡±
An acquaintance comforted him: "This flying boat was just brought out by Datongxing last year. It is specially designed for the current situation. There is nothing to worry about."
Others sighed: "It is becoming increasingly difficult to enter the true world now"
"Is it more difficult to get in? Forty million households were moved out the year before last, and even more last year, with a total of 60 million households, divided into various stars and all walks of life. I think, in another hundred years, those of us who have no talent in spiritual practice will , they all have to be swept out!"
"You can't say that. In the past ten years, the number of people moving in is not much worse than the number of people moving out. There is a rough balance between people moving in and out."
While speaking, the trembling and turbulent stage finally passed. This group of people also slowed down their thoughts and naturally shifted the topic to the population and situation of the real world.
The cross-border flying boat is the normal means of transportation in the thirty-six days of the real world. The class is complicated, but those who can have a place at the top must have some cultivation and status, and they also form small circles with blurred boundaries. There are always two or three people who talk loudly, there are also a few who don't interrupt a sentence, and there are one or two who have a higher attitude, or simply can't get along with them.
In the past few days when we have been working together across borders, we have learned almost all the details that need to be learned, and some people talk very casually. Then there was a rather handsome young man in white robe giving guidance:
"The Bajing Palace and the Shangqing Sect are focused on building their Three Pure Realms. Do they really want to become immortals? Get rid of all those who are not qualified - whoever comes in and out, and those who don't agree with them will get out. come out!"
The middle-aged monk who talked about "in and out" before was originally relatively mature and prudent, but he felt uncomfortable after hearing this. He sneered and pointed at the huge flaming star that was cutting through the side and rear of the flying boat:
"Speaking of immortals, Yu Zu breaks demons and protects the Dharma. He rises the moon and chases the sun, making the world bright and all living beings alive. His merits are immeasurable and there is nothing he can't afford."
The young man in white robe was suffocated when someone praised Yu Zulai, but at this time, how could he be allowed to shrink back?
"Not to mention that Yu Zu has not appeared in front of others for four or five kalpas. Just look at the general trend of the true world over the past ten thousand years. How much of the merits of the year are still there? Floating in the starry sky, occupying all realms, there are always struggles. . The war in the Zhaoxuan Holy Realm has only subsided for a few years, and here we are facing the Zhicheng Realm again. The people of Li have moved frequently, and there is unrest"
The young man in white robe kept talking, while his eyes kept glancing at the slender figure in purple robe outside the circle. Perhaps attracted by his bold and "compassionate" remarks, he raised his head and glanced here, and then smiled and communicated with the half-grown child and his mother beside him.
That look on his face made him feel warm in his heart.
However, it was also because of his extreme remarks that caused many people to frown. The middle-aged monk who had just argued with him sneered:
"It's easy for you to talk up and down. How can you have the nerve to say this without going to the battlefield in the outside world?"
The young man in white robe also sneered: "So you are used to 'going in and out' How many years have you moved to the real world? Your ancestors have also chosen it, right?"
Seeing that the two sides were facing each other with drawn swords, someone nearby came over to start a fight, and finally managed to calm them down. There were also people who were thinking of diverting the conflict and mudslinging:
"I've heard that the original sects of the True Realm are obsessed with developing related stars and realms, and they have been trying to separate and relocate them to become their earth emperors. Don't you see that in the thirty-three days of Xuanmen, areas are divided and boundaries are separated. But it¡¯s getting further and further away.¡±
In fact, at this time, the best way is for everyone to disperse and find their own places. This has opened up a new topic, and many people secretly scolded this person for being "smart."
As expected, the young man in white robe could not lose face no matter what, and he sneered again:
"Yu Zu's immortal appearance is not like the fireworks of the world; it's just that most of his subordinates are profit-seeking people Hehe, what a pity!"
At this time, no one was willing to talk to him. The middle-aged monk simply walked away without hearing or bothering him.
But at this moment, a soft and pleasant voice sounded:
"Since the seventh calamity ago, the Lightless Demon Lord struck down the sun, and the world was dark and lifeless. Although Yuzu Mingyue's magical power was available to protect him, it was difficult to get rid of the fundamental disease. Chasing the light day by day was inevitable. At that time, Either one world drifts away and goes by the sun; or it tears the void and moves the stars. Apart from this, there is no third way to go. Yu Zu chose the strategy of using both methods at the same time."
The young man in white robe turned his eyes and saw that the one who spoke about ancient times inexplicably was the female cultivator in purple who had been amazed and had some "thoughts" about him since he boarded the ship. He was stunned for a moment.
This female cultivator has bright eyes like stars, a pure and upright spirit, and a slight beauty mark on her lips, which shows her charm. She is truly a first-class beauty. What she said was naturally very familiar to the people present, but her soft voice and natural pauses gave people a beautiful feeling just by listening, so no one thought it was lengthy. Moreover, they all know that their true intentions will definitely be revealed later.
Sure enough, next, the female cultivator in purple said:
"What dominated the structure of the true world at that time was the requirement of 'two methods in parallel'. First, for starry sky drifting, the true world was too large, difficult to drive, and violated the laws of starry sky movement, and was always in danger of collapse; second, Come on, for the moving stars, the weight of the real world will increase further, just like the iron ball pressing on the fishing net, causing the fishing net to sink. For other worlds and stars, it is easy to locate here and move this way. Tilt and move.¡±
These sentences are relatively deep, but with that simple metaphor, people can still understand it and feel the contradictory situation faced by Yuzu and the monks in the real world at that time.
The half-grown child who had been chatting with the female cultivator in purple couldn¡¯t help but ask:
"Thenwhat happened next?"
The female cultivator in purple smiled slightly: "Later, various sects such as Yu Zu and Bajing Palace used the structure of thirty-six days to continuously compress and hide the normal void structure, striving to increase the 'weight' and reduce the 'volume'.
"Although every hundred or thousand years, new worlds and stars are captured by the true world, but in just three kalpas, the volume of the true world has been reduced by ten times compared to before! But in fact, the real void Compared to the beginning of the sun's fall, the scope has expanded almost ten times."
The monks on the flying boat turned to look at the approaching True Realm. It was really unimaginable what this giant cocoon-like thing would look like if it expanded ten or a hundred times.
The female cultivator in purple shook her head and said:
"What you see now is no longer the true world that was compressed to the extreme four calamities ago. The true world at this time is no longer suppressed by the supreme void magical power of ancestor Yu. It is impossible to maintain that extreme state, otherwise it will definitely Disrupt the void environment and cause catastrophe.
"Now, both the Eight Views Palace and the Shangqing Palace are trying to find ways to reopen the compressed void and reorganize the structure of the thirty-six heavens. Since the four tribulations, it has been a small effort, and it has only recently found a large-scale implementation. method, but the void shock caused by it is also unbearable for the common people of Li, so moving in and out, and transfer and resettlement are inevitable."
It was not until this moment that the purple-robed female cultivator made her position clear, which also made the white-robed young man¡¯s face uneasy:
"This, no one knows what it was like before the seven tribulations and the four tribulations How could I know that it was not the reason of the Bajing Palace and the Shangqing Sect."
The woman in purple
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) Xiu just smiled and stopped talking. This attitude has been very clear.
The white-robed young man's face was livid, and he felt even more "tragic" in his heart. He finally left quickly without saying a word.
At this time, no one cared what he thought. They just stared at the purple-clothed female cultivator, secretly wondering which famous sect this disciple was? Really insightful!
The middle-aged monk who just wanted to leave came back and asked something:
"Fellow Taoist, you just said that the true world is no longer suppressed by Yuzu's magical power. Why is this?"
The female cultivator in purple said calmly: "Maybe she no longer wants to get involved in secular affairs, or she simply wants to go far away from the stars Who knows?"
Her words were far-reaching, and she naturally distanced herself from others. The middle-aged monk was too embarrassed to speak anymore, so he thanked her again and left.
The monks in this "small circle" also felt that their interest was waning. In addition, they were about to arrive in the real world soon, so they all went back to sort out and make arrangements.
Beside the female cultivator in purple, the mother of her half-grown child was also preparing to take her son and leave, but she didn¡¯t want to hear a word:
"Mrs. Wu, your Zhai'er has a special physique. Did he practice according to the secrets of the Shifang Zhen Palace?"
???????????????????????????????????????????????She is a dignified and beautiful woman with a good family background. She is a little reserved, but she is always full of words when it comes to her children. She immediately smiled and said:
"Yes, Zhai'er has been attending classes in the outer courtyard of the Shifang Zhen Palace since he was a child. This time he came to the Zhen Realm just to let his children enter the palace Daoist friend Jian should be a disciple of the sect, and his eyesight and knowledge are always inferior to those of us monks from the 'outside world'. , I wonder what you think of my Zhaier?"
"The child is cultivating the 'Nine Mysterious Embryos', right?"
"Exactly, look at it, fellow Taoist Jian"
The female nun in purple didn¡¯t respond immediately. She just smiled and patted the child¡¯s face gently.
Zhaier was already half a young man, and he couldn't help but blush a little when he was so close to a beautiful person who looked like a fairy.
Next, the fairy in purple asked him a few questions in a soft voice, all of which happened to be on the key points of his practice. Some of them were able to answer, and some were not. In just a few sentences, , and broke into a sweat as a result of the question.
"Fellow Daoist Jian?"
As a mother, how can you not care about your children? Seeing that the purple-clothed female cultivator asked so thoughtfully, many of the questions had never occurred to her, but she never went beyond the basics, she couldn't help but feel a bit surprised and happy:
"Isn't Taoist friend the Immortal Chief of Shifang Zhen Palace?"
"No, I just have some connection with someone in the palace."
The female cultivator in purple replied gently and spoke to the child again. This time she passed on a few formulas for the child to practice.
These mantras sound simple, but they are extremely subtle. Especially for children who have been practicing the Nine Dharma Fetus since childhood, they have a vague feeling that if they listen to this beautiful fairy, they will definitely make a big difference in their practice. progress.
He was so excited that he couldn't help but look at his mother.
Mrs. Wu herself is also very accomplished in cultivation, and she is also decisive. She knows that there are some opportunities that must not be missed, so she hurriedly said to the child:
"Why don't you thank Fairy Jian quickly"
The child was also smart, so he bowed his head and said, "My dear Wu Zhai, thank you Fairy Jian."
The female cultivator in purple accepted his bow calmly: "The method I taught you is not a brilliant secret method, but it is still of some benefit to you now. It is best to go back to the cabin and practice hard while your memory is clear. So as not to go back and practice mistakes."
¡°If you still don¡¯t obey, go away!¡±
"Mother, Fairy Jian, I will go back to my room."
The child was also nervous, muttering the formula in his mouth, and ran back in a hurry.
Mrs. Wu watched her son turn the corner, then turned around with a smile, intending to bow to the purple-clothed girl again to express her gratitude. However, before she could speak, she saw that the other party's smile had faded. Although her gentle tone remained the same, she was still solemn. The meaning is:
"Mrs. Wu, I have something to say, or it may be more profound If there is no reliable and trustworthy person in the real palace of the ten directions, it's okay not to go."
With just one word, Mrs. Wu was shocked on the spot.
When she reacted, her instinct was to resist and even feel offended. You must know that her family has been busy working on this matter for the past ten years, even before the child was born. I don¡¯t know how much effort and cost it has spent. How could she be denied by a stranger who met her for the first time?
However, after all, Mrs. Wu comes from a common family background, and she still has a well-educated attitude. Although she was annoyed, she did not say anything bad or show any color. She just calmed down her breath and responded in a relatively calm tone:
"Since Fairy Jian said this, she must have a good reason?"
Speaking of this, she remembered something again. During this time together, the purple-clothed female cultivator has been keeping her secret, but she just said such words, which shocked everyone. Could it be that she wanted to move here to establish authority?
Mrs. Wu even suspected that the female cultivator in purple had some unreasonable thoughts.
At this moment, she even wanted to call her child back, for fear that there was something wrong with those few sentences.
At this moment, someone suddenly interrupted:
"You don't mind having one more person, I also want to know what the reason is for this fellow Daoist Jian, and who he has a history with in the palace!"
Mrs. Wu looked back and saw the man who suddenly interrupted, wearing a black robe, with hair dyed like ink, dark eyes, and hard facial contours, giving people a great sense of oppression. It seemed that he heard the female nun in purple talking while passing by and was attracted to her.
What¡¯s more, Mrs. Wu clearly felt that this person looked familiar.
After searching her memory, her heart suddenly palpitated:
"Master Wen Yang!"
Mrs. Wu remembers that this person was one of the immortal masters from Shifang Zhen Palace who went to Taidu Yunjie to teach and teach skills. It was said that he was the best among the rising stars in the palace.
In an instant, she was covered in cold sweat. At this time, she was thankful that she did not trust the purple-clothed female cultivator easily, nor did she show any obvious doubts about the Shifang Zhen Palace. However, if she carefully studied the words, she might still have a bad feeling.
Just when she didn¡¯t know what to do, the female cultivator in purple turned her bright eyes and glanced at Wen Yang:
"Who is this¡¡"
Mrs. Wu's heart tightened again, and Wen Yang had already smiled coldly: "Wen Yang, the Shifang Zhen Palace, often walks in the palace, but he does not see people like Daoist Jian. Even if I am clumsy, since I am with the palace People have old habits, speak easily, and interfere in the selection of candidates in the palace. It seems that it is not the way to be a friend?"
Hearing this, the female cultivator in purple looked at Wen Yang carefully and laughed dumbly:
"In front of the real person, I really made a mistake. However, if you put the person in your palace who cultivates the 'Nine Mysterious True Yang Demonic Body' in front of you, I still have to say this."
??Jiuxuan True Yang Demonic Body?
Mrs. Wu is relatively unfamiliar with this method, but when she hears the name "Nine Mysteries" being associated with words like "Demon Body", she can't help but feel frightened.
Wen Yang had another feeling: "Nine Mysterious True Yang Demonic Body? Spectral light"
"Oh, it's Uncle Spectrographer."
Hearing the word "Uncle Master", Wen Yang became even more confused: "Do you recognize Patriarch Diguang?"
"We don't have much contact. We had some cooperation many years ago You probably only accepted your disciple after you established the sect in Shifang Zhen Palace. Who is your master?"
It¡¯s already the tone of an elder.
Wen Yang felt that it was ridiculous, but although he had a good spirit, his temper was also very good in Shifang Zhen Palace, and he was very cautious:
"I am a disciple of Baitu Hall. I have no personal master, only a few masters. The Patriarch of Fenguang has also come to teach in the hall."
"Baitu Hall? I only heard before that it is the place where your palace master tests and practices new methods. Now it seems that it is very interesting. Let's talk about it in detail. Where is the Night Lion?"
¡°¡I¡¯ve also talked about it.¡±
Wen Yang felt that something was getting more and more wrong, and now he was completely led by the female cultivator in purple, who was very familiar with several powerful people in the sect.
Especially calling Jiuqiong Tianzun by his former name, who would do that now? Who dares to do this?
When I was frowning and thinking,
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) Suddenly a chill swept through the void, and the tight protection of the cross-border flying boat seemed to be nothing, and the chill penetrated it. Mrs. Wu, who was the closest, almost thought that her clothes were being taken off. She couldn't help but shudder and shivered. She only heard someone sneer in her ear:
"It turns out to be Ziyujunior sister."
What?
Mrs. Wu was startled. She was also a knowledgeable person. She immediately knew that this was a person with great supernatural powers who forcibly broke through the protection of the cross-border flying boat and sent a message through the air. With such a level of cultivation, how powerful could it be!
It was difficult for her to cope with the pain of armpit and elbow, and this level of pressure, and her brain turned into mush for a while.
Even Wen Yang, who was so impressive before, stood solemnly, as if he was meeting an elder.
On the other hand, the female cultivator in purple clothes was still calm and composed, and said with a slight smile:
"Uncle Spectrographer's Nine Demonic Eyes have reached the state of great achievement, almost possessing the power of the God Lord's 'True Name Sensing'. Based on this, one can directly see the changes in heaven and man, and understand the past and present. This is the supreme way. Why bother? Start over again and follow the evil path of the so-called 'True Yang Demonic Body'?"
Only then did Mrs. Wu realize that the man with great supernatural powers who suddenly entered the scene was the "Founder of Light Spectroscopy" in Wen Yang's words.
Since she wants her child to worship in the Shifangzhen Palace, Mrs. Wu naturally needs to get to know the big shots in the palace. I know that this Patriarch of Light Spectroscopy is a veteran Great Tribulation Master. Even in the Shifang Zhen Palace where there are many powerful people, his status is quite high. He also has a weird temper and is difficult to deal with.
Now that he has been cursed for no apparent reason, how can the child have a future in Shifang Zhen Palace?
When I was in a trance, I heard Patriarch Fenguang say:
"When we left that year, the Demon Sect was still standing in the north. Although there were thousands of sects and sects, it was still prosperous. But now the Jiuxuan Demon Sect no longer exists. Half of the sects of the Demon Sect have gone to all the worlds, and the other half have gathered in ten directions. Under Zhen Gong¡¯s command. Junior Sister Ziyu¡ you have a good master!¡±
Master?
Mrs. Wu and Wen Yang were both wondering about the meaning.
They also discovered that the names of Patriarch Diguang and the female cultivator in purple were very strange. One was called Master Uncle and the other was called Junior Sister. The generations were all mixed up.
But the more this happens, the more it reflects the close relationship between them.
I just heard the Patriarch of Spectral Light say with a smile:??Now that I'm here, I'll keep the guests for the palace master, please junior sister, please come with me. "
As the words continued, the void twisted, clearly trying to separate the female cultivator from the others.
"It would be fine in normal times, but when the cross-border airship is resisting the impact of the tidal wave of void energy, doing so is simply making fun of the tens of thousands of lives in the airship.
He heard the creaking of the flying boat, and the tremors that had just stabilized started again, even with a greater amplitude, causing panic on the boat.
The purple-clothed female cultivator shook her head slightly. There was bright light and sharp energy outside her body, and the twisted void tore apart and then calmed down.
"After not practicing in the real world for many years, Ziyu should pay his respects to his master, and there is no need for his uncle to specially come to invite him."
As she spoke, she smiled slightly and stood up leisurely. There was a beauty mark under her lip, which made her extremely charming. There was no trace of her heroic spirit that cut through the void.
"It is not a pleasure to meet an old friend. There is nothing more likely to change people's hearts than this."
She turned to Mrs. Wu and said apologetically: "If I say a few more words, it will cause you more trouble. I feel uneasy"
"Junior sister Ziyu, why do you need to run against me? I still have to give you this little face."
"Thank you very much."
In the void, Patriarch Diguang sneered and said to Mrs. Wu: "Since Junior Sister Ziyu has spoken, it is your child who has no chance with me. You don't need to go to Shifang Zhen Palace. Just go back. Wen Yang"
Wen Yang, who has been silent since the intervention of Diguang Hengkong, responded:
"The disciple is here."
"It's up to you to receive Junior Sister Ziyu and invite her to the Shifang Zhen Palace as a guest. I think the sect master will also be very pleased."
Wen Yang immediately knew that this was tantamount to surveillance and was by no means a good job. However, for a disciple like him from the "Baitu Hall", even though he had reached the realm of real people, in the eyes of the strong men of the "Heavenly Demon" lineage such as the Patriarch of Spectral Light, , still not very popular.
He is also used to it.
Now he has straightened out his thinking:
The sect leader did accept a few disciples, and Wen Yang knew them, but he had no impression of this one. So, that was before
After all, it was seven calamities ago. Wen Yang only had the slightest impression when he was listening to the teacher's lecture. It seemed that the sect leader had only one disciple before. Know life and death.
It turns out it¡¯s this one!
The surname is Jian, the first name is Ziyu Jian Ziyu?
He shifted his gaze and bowed to Jian Ziyu. According to the title of Patriarch of Spectacles, he was also called the Patriarch:
"Ancestor Jian, disciple Wen Yang, in the next two days"
"do you drink?"
"Uh, disciples occasionally"
"Then it would be better to be as happy as the spectrographer uncle."
Jian Ziyu smiled brilliantly and looked up into the void above her head. In everyone's ears, there was an inexplicable sound of sword chanting.
However, what is really dazzling is the sudden appearance of a big star, shining in the sky above. The shell of the real world energy below, which was like a silver cocoon, was struck by an invisible sword, and the clouds suddenly opened, breaking through a chasm in the sky.
At the end of the chasm, a ray of light also shot up, and its energy was vaguely that of the Patriarch of Light Spectroscopy.
Mrs. Wu looked over, but she saw a blur over there. The light on her face made her almost out of body, her heart beat violently, her whole body softened, and there was only one thought left in her mind:
??????????????????????????????????????????????
After that, I didn¡¯t know anything about the personnel.
When Mrs. Wu woke up again, she found that she had returned to the room, and the child she was most worried about was right next to her, sleeping soundly, nothing strange.
But this situation is the weirdest one.
Mrs. Wu unconsciously thought of the strange bright light that had just illuminated her ancestor, and her heart was still palpitating.
At this time, from the bottom of her heart, she would never let her flesh and blood go to Shifang Zhen Palace no matter what.
Mrs. Wu was also decisive. She immediately contacted her own guard through the communication box in the room, and then asked the flying boat manager who was the nearest returning flying boat.
She wants to return to Taidu Cloud Realm immediately with her child.
After contacting her about the transfer, Mrs. Wu¡¯s heart was still heavy. At this time, it was hard to wake up the child and explain to him. She was confused and uncomfortable for a while.
But at this time, there was a knock on the door.
Mrs. Wu¡¯s heart tightened again, and her breathing stopped until the voice of the guard leader sounded outside the door:
"Madam, do you have any orders?"
Mrs. Wu now knew how to breathe. She knew clearly that the few guards she had brought were like ants under the hands of people like the Patriarch of Spectrum, but she could still get some psychological comfort. She immediately called outWu Zhai, no matter how confused the child was, pulled him and walked out the door.
When I opened the door, I saw the guard looking sideways and wary.
Looking at the guard's gaze, it was Wen Yang's cold and hard face.
Mrs. Wu's chest suddenly felt tight, and the chills on her back rushed to the top of her head, and then settled down. At this time, her entire face was stiff, and she didn't know what expression or attitude to use to face this real person from the Shifang Zhen Palace. Strong.
"Mr. Wen"
"Follow me."
"Real person!"
Mrs. Wu's body was weak. Even though she had a strong cultivation level, she was suppressed and disappeared under Wen Yang's cold eyes. For a while, she only knew how to protect the child behind her.
The leader of the guard, who still didn¡¯t know what was going on, wanted to show his loyalty to the Lord, but after receiving a faint glance from Wen Yang, he froze there.
At this moment, Wu Zhai behind him said in shock:
"My lord, you are injured."
Mrs. Wu then saw that black and red blood was seeping out from the sleeves of Wen Yang's wide robe, falling on the deck, making a clanging sound, as if it was heavy mercury.
Wen Yang didn¡¯t react at all, just stared at her coldly:
"If you want to live, come with me."
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