Chapter 575

The cold is getting deeper and the fog is getting thicker. There is occasional snow and people keep coming.

More and more practitioners came to Yunji town. They either knelt outside the fog and kept kowtowing to worship under the Jingyang immortal's door, or stood in the distance and looked at the fog without expression. They occasionally showed a greedy look at the bottom of their eyes, or yelled at the thick fog and shouted to avenge Jingyang immortal and remove the sword demon, but no one dared to rush over. Scenes of absurd or ridiculous stories are constantly staged outside Yunji town and updated every day.

Qingshanzong seemed to have no idea about what happened in Yunji town and ignored it at all.

With the passage of time, those practitioners confirmed the attitude of Castle Peak and were no longer nervous. They walked freely in Yunji town and seemed extremely noisy. They even harassed ordinary residents for several times. This situation did not get better until one day.

A crazy student from Tianqing sect thinks he has extraordinary talent and is the right future. He often yells unpleasant words outside the fog, such as monsters, such as a thunder splitting death. The thick fog was still quiet and ignored him, so he became more presumptuous and even broke into a restaurant in Yunji town.

In the restaurant, after drinking several jars of wine, the crazy student had to do something more excessive.

At this time, the clouds rolled in the sky, the fog suddenly dispersed in the streets, and a bloody thunder fell from the sky!

The bloody thunder passed through the roof of the restaurant accurately and magically and landed on the crazy man of tianqingzong in the box.

The crazy student of Tianqing sect had no time to parry, so he was blasted into slag by the bloody thunder!

——To be exact, it was not so broken. He was just blasted into more than a dozen pieces of burnt meat.

The cuts of those meat pieces were very smooth, and there was no blood spilling. It was obviously cut out by the flying sword.

In the spiritual world, this bloody flying sword is very famous.

Although he died without regret, he was named Firth.

It was the sword worn by immortal Jingyang at the beginning. Now it is the sword of Zhao Layue, the leader of the last peak of qingshanzong.

The crazy student of Tianqing sect was naturally honest, and the rest of the practitioners in the gathered town were also honest. The pretentious mute and kowtow were more sincere, especially the practitioners who shouted to kill demons slipped out quietly.

Peace was restored in Yunji Town, and the residents continued to live a normal life. The shops selling steamed cakes and steamed stuffed buns reopened, and even dared to say a few words to those practitioners.

The restaurant was also reopened. The smell of hot pot floated far with the fog, attracting many idle practitioners. The box on the second floor facing the street had never been opened. No matter how high the price those practitioners paid, it was useless to intimidate them... No one forgot the crazy student of Tianqing sect who was blasted into slag by blood and thunder, Died in this restaurant.

"Why has no one ever heard of that sword? Isn't the first sword of green mountain Chengtian sword? "

"During the battle of the West Sea, many people knew that Chengtian was not a sword, but a scabbard. It is said that it was used to hold the sword of all things."

"That sword of all things is really a heavenly treasure?"

"What else is false? If it wasn't the true spirit of Tianbao, how could it take the spirit of immortal Jingyang and be reborn? "

"Please speak carefully, Taoist friend. It's not that everything takes the soul of Jingyang immortal with a sword, but that the immortal reincarnates with a sword with a great magic power."

Some practitioners in the restaurant came at the beginning, and some of them came recently. In the end, the discussion will turn into a dispute until they angry at each other, and the process will be repeated.

Now the cultivation circle basically determines that Jing Jiu is the sword demon, because there are too many relevant evidence, and he never dares to take out Chengtian sword to prove it. Most of these practitioners who came to Yunji town believed that the person in the fog was the reincarnation of Jingyang immortal, or that this was their wish.

Immortal Taiping once asked ah Piao to say a word - who are you? This is not a self-evident truth.

But to say who is the highest in the realm of practice is the truth that does not need to be said separately.

Jingyang immortal is the first person in Chaotian mainland for thousands of years.

Even if he may fail in the final flight, he is still the first person in a thousand years.

This is a public opinion in the spiritual world for hundreds of years.

At the beginning, the fake cave of immortal Jingyang attracted so many practitioners to venture to inquire, but this fog may be the real body of immortal Jingyang. Who doesn't want to have a look? Even if I don't have the chance to see you, it's a great blessing to see the fog and be seen by the people in the fog. It's so close to absorb the same aura of heaven and earth.

Nothing can stop practitioners from yearning for the avenue.

Jingyang immortal is the avenue.

"All Taoist friends, sit down. I'll go back to Jingyuan first."

A monk from Dongyi road put down his chopsticks, saluted the practitioners around the restaurant and went out.

It has been a long time since the Qingshan ceremony. Qingshan sect ignored the practitioners in the gathered town. There was no movement in the fog, but the practitioners didn't mean to leave. The monk of Dongyi road waited outside the thick fog every day except when eating. He was not impatient at all.

There are many practitioners like him. They all think that immortal Jingyang should be testing their will.

Looking at the back of the monk walking outside the town, a middle-aged scholar said slightly: "they eat meat and drink every day... It is said that they can't help marrying. I don't know how the masters of Guocheng temple can stand these evil monks and don't expel them from Zen early."

The rest of the practitioners just smiled and didn't answer. Some stood up and chased the monk.

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, with a self mocking smile on his face and said, "well, sincerity is spirit. I'll wait another hundred days."

With these words, he put down a golden leaf and strode out of the restaurant.

The rest of the practitioners looked at each other and smiled. They put down their golden leaves and said to go together, so they went.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant came out from the back, picked up the gold leaves one by one on those tables and put them into the bag at will. Then he picked up the soup pot and added some white soup to the last table. He said a few gossip and went back. He looked calm and calm. He didn't realize that the money received today could be worth a year's income from a big restaurant in Chaoge city.

"The shopkeeper is an ordinary person, but obviously not ordinary. It seems that this restaurant is not an ordinary place."

The last guest at the table was the master and apprentice. The older one with quiet eyes was Zhou yunmu, the elder of Xuantian sect, and the younger one was Lu Jin, the current leader of Xuantian sect.

"I once heard a rumor that elder Zhao Layue likes hot pot very much." Lu Jin said: "the name was also found out before. It is said that there is a huge house in the fog. People thought it should be the other garden of Jingyang immortal, so they chose the name Jingyuan."

Zhou yunmu looked at the street outside the restaurant and said, "I was lucky to become Yuanying and see more scenery... Your talent is similar to me and your mind is far better than me. I can't bear you to stay in this state. Yuanying is not enough. Since there is such an opportunity now, I hope you don't miss it."

"I fought side by side with Jingjiu... In the meihui Taoist war, but I was actually sheltered by him, and that was 32 years ago."

Lu Jin was the most respected genius disciple of xuantianzong at the beginning. It was very difficult to enter the ranks of meihui Taoist war, and then he was divided into a group with Jing Jiu.

After that, Jing Jiu soon became the star of the brightest * * among the young generation in the spiritual world, and later became the real leader of Qingshan sect!

Occasionally, he would think of the past and produce a lot of emotion.

As for whether to visit Jingjiu, he didn't dare to think about it.

Compared with the giant qingshanzong, xuantianzong is like a mole ant. The gap between the two sides is too big to reach.

But who could have thought that now there has been such a change, Jingjiu could be the reincarnation of Jingyang immortal!

Whether Jingyang immortal or sword demon, in short, he is now driven away from the green mountain. Even if the possibility is still very low, he is always close to people. Can you think about visiting this kind of thing?

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The so-called landscape garden can't be seen in the thick fog, it's just an imaginary existence. Mountain streams flow on gentle slopes, and the open space between flowers and trees is full of practitioners who close their eyes and meditate. There are also some practitioners who are constantly trying out Taoist or sword techniques. It's like a market.

Looking at this picture, Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin were surprised and thought what was the matter?

"Liushui Sanhua sect is a non benefactor sect. His sword technique is OK. This young man has good talent, but he thinks he can be liked by immortal Jingyang? What do you think? "

The middle-aged scholar who had previously appeared in the restaurant looked at the young practitioner who was controlling the sword in front of the fog and said with a mockery: "just fly around and play juggling?"

Lu Jin listened to the man's mean words, smiled and said, "those who come here are asking for something. Taoist friends, why do you do this?"

The middle-aged scholar snorted coldly and said, "I don't want to ask for any secret of kendo, and I won't be greedy to be accepted by real people. But someone at home is ill and Guocheng temple can't cure it. I can only come here."

Someone in the family is ill. This sentence is very ordinary and indifferent, but it is obviously not so. Otherwise, how could he go to Guocheng temple and come here to endure?

Lu Jin has some sympathy and thinks that since it is a disease that Guocheng temple can't cure, he wants to be in great trouble. What do you want to do to find immortal Jingyang?

Zhou yunmu said, "immortal Jingyang has a half teacher friendship with Zen, and there may be a way to solve it."

The middle-aged scholar looked slightly Ji and said, "your insight is extraordinary."

Lu Jin said, "Xuantian Zong Lu Jin, didn't you ask?"

The middle-aged scholar looked slightly different and said, "are you the leader of Xuantian sect? Is this master Zhou yunmu? "

Listening to this sentence, the practitioners around looked over one after another, and then came to meet them.

Xuantian sect is a small sect in the spiritual world, but in recent decades, Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin have emerged as two quite good sect leaders. A few years ago, Zhou yunmu became a strong man in Yuanying period. He is already a rare expert in ordinary small sects and casual cultivation.

Why did they come to Yunji town? While the practitioners were thinking about this problem, there was a cry of surprise somewhere“ The door opened... Jingyuan opened! " The thick fog has not dispersed, the garden has not revealed its true face, let alone open the door. After waiting for many days, they finally came to this day. Those practitioners didn't react for a moment and stood in situ. A moment later, they woke up, their bodies trembled slightly, but they still didn't dare to take a step forward, only dared to stand where they were. Yuanqu came out of the courtyard, looked at the people and asked, "where are the Taoist friends of xuantianzong?" Countless eyes fell on Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin. Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin were also surprised and thought what was the matter? But he did not dare to delay. He walked quickly to the courtyard and saluted the Yuan opera to show his identity. Yuanqu stretched out his right hand and asked them to go in with him. The rest of the monks were in an uproar and thought that even if Zhou yunmu was a rare Yuanying expert in a small sect, what was wrong with us? Some people subconsciously took a few steps forward and wanted to say a few words with the Yuan opera. Yuanqu didn't do anything, just glanced at these people. Although he had no sense of existence on the Shenmo peak, his eyes were cold like snow, quite dignified by his old uncle. Those people were shocked and didn't dare to step forward any more“ Lord Lu! " There was a sudden cry with a tremor in the crowd. The middle-aged scholar took a few steps forward, fell on his knees with a slap, and raised a revised excellent booklet in both hands. The cold winter wind blows the book, revealing those old or new ink words. This is not a skill, nor is it a treasure list, but medical records and prescriptions... He doesn't ask Lu Jin to bring himself into the garden, but just hope to find a chance of life for his family. Lu Jin knows that today's opportunity is extremely rare. If many things annoy the green mountain immortal in the garden, I'm afraid there will be a big regret. But as his master Zhou yunmu said, his mind was really extraordinary. Without much thought, he directly saluted the Yuan opera. Yuan Qu nods. Lu Jin came forward and took the medical record from the middle-aged scholar's hand, turned around and entered the scenic garden. Looking at the re closed door of Jingyuan, the middle-aged scholar turned pale and his lips moved silently. I don't know whether he was nervous or looking forward to it Before long, the door opened again, and Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin came out. The fog shrouded the mountains again, and the garden disappeared from the world again. All the practitioners gathered around and made friends with the two teachers and disciples, asking about the situation inside and asking what they had gained. Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin didn't answer a word and didn't stop for a moment. They went straight to the middle-aged scholar. Lu Jin handed back the medical record, shook his head and said, "sorry, there's no way for real people." When the middle-aged scholar heard that his speech was struck by lightning, his face became paler and his body shook, and he nearly fell“ Please forgive me. " Lu Jin looked at him and said sympathetically. The middle-aged scholar took over the medical record with a trembling hand, made a slight effort, and his knuckles turned white. But he didn't know whether he was powerless or reluctant because of despair. He couldn't tear up the medical record after all. A moment later, he calmed down, carefully took the medical record into his arms and solemnly thanked Zhou yunmu and Lu Jin. Then he saluted the garden in the thick fog. Then he turned and walked out of the mountain. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.