Volume 2 Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1071 Still in a dream
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A hundred feet away from Longtan in the canyon, figures fell one after another, dozens of them, all with stunned expressions. The high-hanging dragon cauldron was slowly dissipating the strange golden light under its feet.
The dragon cauldron, which was motionless without the help of the nine clans, actually opened on its own and dropped a drop of dragon blood!
The dozens of people who came are all masters of the Dragon Clan. Everyone gathered around the elders of the nine clans, and they were all puzzled. Among them, Yan Lie stroked his beard and laughed, pointed forward, and said: "Haha! The dragon cauldron has a spirit, and when it meets its master, it will be enlightened! That Lin Yi is the descendant of my dragon clan, there is no doubt..."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nodded slightly. In countless thousands of years, this is the first time that the Dragon Cauldron has been opened on its own. If he hadn't met the True Master Shenlong, how could such a strange thing happen?
"Hmph! Don't you hear that Dragon Cauldron is virtuous and will help when it encounters weakness!" Longxue snorted disapprovingly and stepped out of the crowd, but kept staring at the situation in the Longtan a hundred feet away.
A pair of enemies had another argument, and everyone present couldn't agree on what to do.
The Nine Tribes Dragon Cauldron is naturally a holy object with virtue and spirituality. As for the real reason why it was turned on, whether it was caused by encountering the Lord, or whether it was caused by encountering weakness, no one could tell clearly at the moment.
Yan Lie's eyes widened and he said to his nemesis: "How can I say this? The opening of the Dragon Cauldron was due to Lin Yi, how can I turn a blind eye..."
"Haha! No need to say more, the truth and falsehood are clear at a glance!" Ge Yi sneered without looking back: "Lin Yi has been sleeping for four hundred years. Although he is protected by Longtan, he has only recovered so far, and his cultivation has not improved. Even though he accidentally received a drop of dragon blood, his situation still remained unchanged. After three hundred years of hard training, Cang Ji had already improved his cultivation level by one level, and showed a third level of divine dragon style..."
At this point, Ge Yi turned around, not looking at Yan Lie, but talking to Chi Xia and others: "Not to mention how many times the Dragon Cauldron is opened, it only depends on which one is stronger and which one is weaker after a hundred years!"
Yan Lie stretched out his hand and pointed angrily, frowning and scolding: "How unreasonable!"
Ge Yi twitched his beard and snorted coldly, saying nothing.
Seeing the two people at loggerheads, Chi Xia looked back. The remaining six elders and everyone present remained silent. He shook his head secretly and then said: "The dragon cauldron has a spirit, and the way of heaven is unpredictable. The dragon cauldron has virtues and knows what is right and wrong. Let's wait a hundred years later..."
Previously, the Nine Clans had a rule that allowed Lin Yi and Cang Ji to temper themselves in the Longtan for five hundred years. Ge Yi was afraid that things would change over time, so he proposed to reduce this period by one hundred years. The years passed by like water, and in the blink of an eye, three hundred years were gone. In Longtan today, one person is still unconscious, but the other person is gaining momentum. The true successor of Shenlong seems to be ready...
Yan Lie knew it in his heart, but he couldn't take advantage with his mouth. He was so angry that he shook his sleeves, sat down on the spot, and shouted: "I will stay here for a hundred years, just waiting for the day when the truth comes out. Who dares to do something secretly? Don't blame me for turning my back on you, hum..."
With a sneer on Ge Yi's gloomy face, he walked not far away and sat down with his sleeves folded, muttering to himself: "Elder Yanlie's prudence is exactly what I want..."
The two elders refused to leave, both of them unwilling to give up until they achieved their goals. Chi Xia waved her hands to everyone and said helplessly: "This matter is of great importance. The elders of the nine clans will sit back and wait. The rest of the people should disperse..."
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In Longtan.
Cang Ji pretended to be honest and kept to himself. As he waited for the situation outside the pool to stop, he couldn't help but feel a sense of secret grievance.
Tens of feet away, after swallowing a drop of dragon's blood, the companion's cultivation seemed to be there or not, and there was no sign of improvement at all, but he was still lying comfortably, which made people feel jealous and hateful!
A drop of dragon's blood wasted in vain! If he had taken advantage of himself just now, he might be able to reach the realm of Golden Immortal in one step. How is it now? There is nothing worse than this for the gods to be ignorant and the waste of natural resources!
No! Long Ding must have admitted the wrong person! In the next hundred years, no opportunity should be missed...
Lin Yi was sleeping as before, unaware of Cang Ji and the situation around Longtan. His injuries have healed, and his body's Qi is slow and strong. At this moment, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he let out a faint sigh!
Everything in that dream seems real and illusory, which makes people sigh...
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Taiping Town is gone, and there is only a dilapidated city in front of us.
On the closed city gate, the battle flag hung low, and the patrolling soldiers were listless. The city is full of ruins, and there are only a few people on the streets...
Hundreds of feet high in the sky, Lin Yi slowly moved forward in the autumn wind. Taiping Restaurant is gone, Qianqiufu Winery is gone, the familiar streets are gone, everything is gone...
Just a dream! As the old man who begged for a living said, he lived in a dream all day long, and I was just a passerby who happened to pass by.
I still don’t know, is the Xuanyuan Temple in the dream still there?
In a blink of an eye, the familiar immortal appeared at Lin Yi's feet. What he saw with his own eyes made him fall into a trance again.
The mountain gate is tilted and there are piles of rubble. On the top of the mountain, the temple collapsed. The grass in the back mountain is miserable...
Is this still my Xuanyuan view? I remember that when I left last time, there were many disciples here, and there was a huge crowd, and there was an ancestor worship ceremony on a snowy night...
However, this desolation is very similar to the scene when I was a child, except that there are two figures missing, one old and one young.
Lin Yi landed on the top of the mountain and slowly floated into the only remaining hall. In the place where incense was once flourishing, only half of the clay statues, thick dust, and a bird's nest in the corner of the house remain...
"Haha! It's even worse than when I was with my master!" Lin Yi suddenly chuckled, and his laughter was filled with inexplicable loneliness. When he left the hall, he couldn't help but look back. On the lintel, the three golden characters of "Xuanyuan Temple" were still mottled, and the dust and frost were thick. In the back mountain of Xianren Peak, Lin Yi silently looked at the empty cave on the cliff, turned and crossed a pile of ruins, and slowly came to a valley. The water in the pool was clear, just like before. But there were potholes among the weeds, and the graves of the master and others had disappeared. In addition, it was difficult to find a single person in Xianren. "Haha! It's just a dream, not true..." Lin Yi was distracted for a moment, forgot his grief and anger, gave a bitter smile, turned around and floated away. Since it was a dream that he didn't want to face, he would just go away. But in just a moment, he looked back in surprise. In front of the mountain gate under Xianren Peak, an old man and two children walked together. The old man had gray hair and beard, and a thin face, but he was wearing tattered clothes, just like a Taoist priest. The younger boy and girl, aged seven or eight, more than ten years old, were clearly two children, both ragged and skinny, shouting non-stop - "Master, Jiu'er is hungry..." "Master, Ye Jiu has eaten in the morning, Bing'er is hungry..." "Liu'er, I am your senior brother, I have to practice martial arts, I can't starve myself..." "Bah! Master just picked you and me up yesterday, and we haven't really become his disciples yet, so how can we teach you martial arts..." "You little girl, you know nothing! I, Ye Jiu, have called you master all the way, how can I suffer a loss? Whether I become your disciple or not, it's just a matter of peeing..." "You... swear, Master will beat him..." "Enough! You two are my ancestors..." As they talked, the three of them came to the mountain gate. With the old man's shout, the two children stepped back in fear, turned their heads and pretended to run. He quickly put away his impatience, squeezed out the wrinkles on his face, raised a cloth bag in his hand, and tempted: "You two little things, stop making noise, and cook when you get home, hehe..." The boy who called himself a senior brother was named Ye Jiu. He was thin and dirty with a greasy and lazy look on his face, but his thick eyebrows and big eyes showed a sense of cleverness. He stared at the bag of grain in the old man's hand, and felt his stomach growling. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and hurriedly came closer and nodded. The girl was called Bing'er, with fair skin, willow-leaf thin eyebrows, and a very pretty appearance. Seeing Ye Jiu turn around, she followed him obediently. And her little appearance of observing words and expressions and not losing her ancient and cleverness clearly showed that she was a fierce girl who had experienced hardships. The old man shook his head helplessly and went straight to the mountain gate, muttering to himself: "It's not easy to pick up two beggars, which is my last wish. How will the master do in the future? May the ancestors bless you..."
The three of them followed the stone steps all the way to the back mountain and stopped in front of a low and inconspicuous thatched house. Before the old man pushed open the firewood door to make a fire and cook, the two children behind him seemed to be exhausted and fell asleep one after another. He was slightly startled and sighed: "Alas! Follow me, the old Taoist, and you will suffer in the future..." Before he finished speaking, someone said: "Bai Daozi! Tell me everything about Xuanyuan Temple and the forest garden you know..."
"Who is it?" Bai Daozi looked around in surprise. In the bleak autumn wind, there was no one figure. He laughed out loud, "Haha! Could it be that the Taoist temple is in ruins, forcing the ancestors to show up..." He pushed open the wooden door, moved the two children to the straw mat inside the house, took a breath, and bowed to a stone table. Then he sat cross-legged and said to himself, "I have nothing to do, so I come to complain to my ancestors..."
It was previously known that the Lin family in Linyuan had a cultivator, Lin Tianjiao. When he had the ability to fly into the sky and into the earth, he became the head of the Lin family and opened the restrictions of Linyuan on his own initiative. This move made the name of the Lin family and Lin Tianjiao spread throughout the world. For a while, Taoist friends from all walks of life came to visit, and eventually alarmed the Great Shang court.
A few years later, Xuanyuan Temple also had a strange man named Lu Yuer. He was extremely disgusted with Lin Tianjiao's practice of caring about fame and fortune and making friends with the powerful, but considering that the two families had a long history, he temporarily tolerated and gradually distanced himself from him.
Two hundred years later, Lin Tianjiao and Lu Yuer had become the two most famous immortals in the world. The two sides almost cut off contact, and neither of them was willing to submit to the other, and they became enemies.
Coincidentally, the Shang Dynasty suffered from famine and rebels rose up everywhere, so the court tried to win over the two immortals to serve the country.
Lin Tianjiao gladly obeyed, but Lu Yuer refused to respond. The court was afraid that one side would be used by the rebels, so it secretly instructed the other side to eliminate them.
At that time, whether it was people in the rivers and lakes or monks, they had already coveted the inheritance of Xuanyuan Temple, but they were afraid of Lu Yuer and did not dare to have any improper thoughts. It was a good opportunity for the successor, and everyone in the court and the public was looking forward to Lin Yuan and Xuanyuan Temple to compete with each other in order to profit from it.
In this way, a war inevitably came. Lin Yuan and Xuanyuan Temple, who were of the same lineage, eventually became enemies of life and death. When Lin Tianjiao and Lu Yuer were both injured, the rebels raided with foreign monks. It was too late for the two to realize it, and they were both defeated and their whereabouts were unknown. Then the war broke out until the Shang Dynasty was destroyed.
The legend that Linyuan Fairyland and Xuanyuan Temple had treasures of immortals was already known to everyone. During the years of war, they suffered several robberies and even the ancestral tombs of the two families were dug up. Their descendants were in danger of losing their lives every day, and they managed to hold on for hundreds of years, but gradually they could no longer maintain it. They were forced to abandon their homes and live in other places.
As the last disciple of Xuanyuan Guan, Bai Daozi also had no fixed abode and wandered around. When he was old and helpless, on his way back to the mountain gate, he saw two begging children who were very clever, so he suddenly took action...
The old man was talking to himself like a dream, while the two children were leaning on the side and sleeping soundly. In the dark corner of the thatched house, on a stone table, there was a pile of crude wooden spiritual tablets, with the words Patriarch Lin Yi, Tianfu, Daoheng, Lu Yuer, etc...
An hour and a half later, the two children suddenly got up from the ground with a cry of surprise. They each touched their eyebrows and looked at each other. They said in surprise: "Xuan Tian's Heart Technique, the Nine Transformations of Dragon Movement, and..."
The old man suddenly woke up and didn't pay attention to what the two children were talking about. He quickly stopped talking and stood up and said: "I must be hungry. Make a fire, make a fire. The ancestors have been here for thousands of years, so it is better to have food and clothing for a while..."
A breeze passed by the thatched house, then suddenly went away with a sharp chill...