Chapter 389: Fog
Lord Tunyueyuan fixed his mind, stepped forward and saluted, and said in a low voice: "The disciple never brought that Ji Yuenian, please forgive me, Master."
This man in a long robe is the saint in the realm of Weiyuan mountains and seas.
The saint in the mountain and sea realm looked away from the statue of the mountain god, turned around, and said with a smile, "It's okay, this son is extremely thoughtful, and if he is not sure of getting out, he will never fall into danger easily."
Hearing this, Tunyue Yuanjun became more and more puzzled. After a moment of silence, he still asked: "I dare to ask Master..."
The sage in the mountain and sea realm waved his sleeve robe lightly, interrupted him, and said, "Tunyue, go to the Liusha River and burn this brocade silk, and it will come to the Lanjiang Grand Canyon."
After saying this, a brocade silk slowly condensed by his side.
Tunyue Yuanjun didn't dare to ask any more, so he had to press his mind, stepped forward to take the brocade, and retreated respectfully.
Walking out of the True Hall of Enshrinement, Lord Tunyue Yuan subconsciously looked down at the brocade silk in his hand, on which there were only two seal characters.
preach.
"Preaching... what does this mean?"
Tunyue Yuanjun couldn't help being confused, thinking hard for a long time, but he couldn't get a clue.
When he reached the bank of the Liusha River, the brocade suddenly flew up from his hand, ignited spontaneously without fire, and turned into misty smoke in just a few breaths, drifting away with the wind without a trace.
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White dew is frost, and moonlight is makeup.
At the turn of day and night, there is mist in the mountains, the sky is slightly bright, the white moon has not completely disappeared, the cold wind blows past, and the flowers and plants in the valley are already covered with cool dew .
The white and slender scallion fingers stretched out from under the black burqa, picked up a cluster of bright red petals full of morning dew, put it in front of the black robe and sniffed it, a faint fragrance diffused into the mouth and nose.
There is no sun and moon in the practice, and whenever the day and night rotate, it will pick the morning dew in this valley, absorb the faint glow of the sky, and nourish the true blood of the Dragon Palace planted in the depths of its soul. More than seventy years.
Over the past few decades, the territory of the Zhuzi Yao Kingdom has been completely eroded by the Weiyuan Mountain and Sea. During the changes in the landform, this ancient spiritual tree with a height of more than 20,000 feet was regarded as a treasure by the sages of the Mountain and Sea Realm because of its ability to attract the spiritual energy of the heavens. new dojo.
The Yunque Yun Palace on it has long since disappeared, and the sages in the mountains and seas have used their supernatural powers to move several towering and beautiful mountain peaks, and even set up a protective spirit array that covers the entire spirit tree. The mountain tower on the top of the mountain has become the most noble place in Weiyuan.
Today's Weiyuan territory is the former extreme northern frontier.
"Ji Qingchan."
Hearing the voice calling for itself, it raised its head from among the flowers, and what came into view was a cool young man in brocade and cloud pattern grosgrain robe.
The bright red petals were scattered on the soil, and its slender white fingers were hidden in the black robe again, saying: "Master Ji."
"Send this thing to the Holy Palace of Mountains and Seas, and give it to the Great Sage of Weiyuan." Ji Yue was young, flicking his sleeves, and condensed a jade tablet. Every trace.
"good."
It went up to take the jade tablet, was silent for a while, and said: "The sage of Weiyuan has been silent for decades, and now he wakes up, and he wants to pay homage to the North Sea. Jizhu needs to be more careful."
The saint in the mountain and sea realm not only survived the first catastrophe, the catastrophe of Yin and Thunder, but also the second catastrophe, the catastrophe of Gouhuoxuanji, and he is a veritable second catastrophe.
No one knows why his practice speed is so terrifying. Even in this vast and endless world, there are very few creatures who can survive two calamities so quickly, reborn and become a great sage.
Ji Yuenian looked inexplicable, and said: "Let's go."
Ji Qingchan looked up at him, then turned around holding the jade card and left, the ink-stained black burqa concealed all her emotions.
Seventy years ago, a brocade with the words "Preaching" appeared in front of him, and Ji Yuenian instantly thought of Mrs. Diyong who was trapped in the bottomless cave of the empty mountains. The word "preach".
According to Ji Yuenian's speculation, this strange and inexplicable Weiyuan Great Sage should be the layout of the Putuo Holy Land in the South China Sea.
There is only one meaning of its existence, which is to assist Wujing to achieve Taoism!
The only remaining descendant of the Taibai Divine Mansion in the Upper Palace of the West Pole is Yuan Jian, and the reason why he went to the water curtain at the bottom of Putuo Realm was to meet the Master Dragon Ji Zun who preached Putuo.
Under Zhangzhu Longji's intervention, she protected the true spirits of the righteous gods in the Taibai Divine Palace, but she also threw a grain of gravel to let Yuanjian bestow all the knowledge she had learned in her life.
Although Ji Yuenian did not know about Yuanjian's past, he learned many secrets of Buddhism and Taoism from Taoists in Yuan and Qing Dynasties.
The border of Weiyuan mountains and seas was separated from the land border of Luzhou in Beiju in the past, and it is only connected with the sea veins of the North Sea. It is not supervised by the gods who protect the Dharma in the extreme north. The biggest reason for the calamity and the fire-hooking Xuanji calamity.
If he falls directly on Beiju Luzhou, it will definitely attract the attention of the patrolling gods, and after he becomes enlightened in the independent Weiyuan mountain and sea realm, and then returns the mountain and sea realm to the land, this great sage of the second calamity will escape everything. Surveillance, entered Beiju Continent openly and aboveboard.
The reason why the great sage of Weiyuan survived the catastrophe of good fortune, thunder and fire, and the catastrophe of Xuanji in the mountains and seas is because of the intervention of the Putuo holy realm. The art of "changing the spirit to change the life, avoiding death and prolonging life" directly deprived the great sage of Weiyuan of his spirit and soul, and returned it to himself.
The real technique of "continuing the spirit and changing the life, avoiding death and prolonging life" can not only increase the lifespan, but also strip away the cultivation base, which is extremely terrifying.
Thousands of thoughts circulated in his heart, Ji Yuenian stood quietly in the mountain stream, but the light in his eyes became darker and darker.
About Wujing, about the Weiyuan sage, all the clues can be linked together, the only thing shrouded in mist... is himself.
Decades ago, the great sage of Weiyuan allocated a mountain above the crown of the tree to Ji Yuenian, which caused an uproar among countless creatures in the Weiyuan realm. Dushen has never gained a place in the Great Sage Dojo, and a creature in the extreme northern border can receive such favors, which is simply unacceptable to these creatures in the Weiyuan realm.
The holy decree was like heaven, and when the decree was promulgated, no matter how reluctant these creatures in the Weiyuan land were, they could not stop Ji Yuenian from taking a mountain peak in the Dasheng Daochang above the tree canopy.
"The current layout of the Putuo Holy Land, whether it is the extreme northern border or the Weiyuan land, seems to have little to do with me, and the old man in civilian clothes who has been looking for Wujing seems to have disappeared," Ji Thoughts circulated for months and years, but I still couldn't find the slightest clue, "For the time being, wait until the six hundred years period expires, and then make plans."
At this time, there is less than a year left before the six hundred year time limit.
Not only did the fog in the depths of the true spirit not dissipate, but it became thicker.