longevity road trip

High above the sky, Qingpeng and Heijiao swooped down, while giant kun and black tortoise jumped out of the sea, and they all turned into human figures, standing side by side with Du Yu, Yu Rui, and Zhang Shiping in the air.

"Ye Qi didn't have the Nine Bird Order, so there's no need to wait for the boat, let's go."

Jue Ming said in a slow voice, he sailed the black wooden boat out of the Black Xuanhai, and the six great monks landed separately and stood on the boat.

In just two cups of tea, the boat sailed to the center of the sea.

Zhang Shiping turned his hand and took out the Shang Fu Token, and the other eight also held a Nine Bird Token, seeing the spiritual light gathered, the door of this place opened wide, they jumped in immediately.

Nine monks appeared one after another on the Chenqingshi Square in the sky. In the distance in front of them, amidst the black mist, the corpse of the Kunpeng, which was half a big roc and half a giant kun, stood standing between the sky and the earth.

In the rear are nine high peaks, each of which stretches out a two-hundred-foot-wide bluestone road on the mountainside, leading to the hanging platform where everyone is, and there is a layer of hazy spiritual light between the two to isolate them.

When a group of monks stepped into the secret realm, the Nine Bird Order came out, hovered in the sky, and shot into the nine peaks respectively.

The monks present have already been to the Nine Birds Mystery Realm, and they also know that there is a great horror here, as long as they dare to fight here, they will first attract disaster for themselves, and no one dares to try it here.

"Let's choose a spiritual peak each, but it's best to match the tokens we hold, otherwise, if there is any change, it's my fault that I didn't remind you in advance."

As Kunkui said, a small bronze temple appeared on the palm of his hand.

As soon as this thing manifested, it couldn't wait to fly towards the Kunpeng corpse in the distance. Amidst a burst of lightning and thunder, it turned into a huge monster thousands of feet high, fell to the sea, and disappeared into the black mist .

And Peng Yang looked at Suan Zhu, and said in a deep voice: "My Beimingxuan Palace once owed you Suanni clan, and now I have paid it off."

"It's natural." Suan Zhu nodded and said.

Originally, there were three orders of Kunpeng, Suzaku, and Chongming in Beimingxuan Palace, but now they are separated.

The Kun and Peng clans have always had a grudge against the Jiaolong clan, so the relationship between the Suanni clan who has an unclear attitude towards the Hai clan is not much better.

The grievances and grievances are clear, and they are not the ones who break their promises and get fat.

But after leaving the secret realm, it will be up to each other at that time.

"Is the mission of the Kun and Peng clans for more than [-] years just for the present? Is it really possible for the ancestors to recover again?" Jueming asked after watching the Bronze Hall disappear in the black mist.

"Xuandian was originally the property of the ancestors. Now that the property is returned to the original owner, that's all the words left by the elders of the clan. Isn't it the same for your White Horse Temple, isn't it time now?" Kunkui said calmly .

"Youtanbo tree has recovered, what about Du Yu and Yu Rui?" Jueming said.

"The God of Xuanguang Mirror showed signs of recovery more than ten days ago, but he quickly returned to calm." Du Yu said.

"The gods in the five-element ring haven't moved much." Yu Rui shook his head and said.

Beijiang, Ximo, and Nanzhou did not shy away from Aoxuan, and each exchanged some information. The latter's eyes were full of vigilance.

In the current situation, it has instead become an isolated party.

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Chapter 1038

On the ancient ocean, Ye Qi watched Jue Ming and other monks disappear into the black mysterious sea, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just standing still on the sea surface for several hours, suddenly the sea of ​​clouds in the sky churned, and a sinuous, vigorous and gorgeous black dragon manifested from it, flew to the sea surface, and turned into a woman, with a beautiful appearance. Heroic and radiant.

"Didn't you tell me to flee overseas with my Sea Clan? Why did you come back here?" Ye Qi said slowly.

"Even if the two uncles joined forces, it would be hard to beat Nanzhou and Beijiang together. Moreover, Jueming's attitude is not clear at the moment. If this venerable..." Ao Jue sighed.

"Jueming is not Hongyue. This person has a righteous heart. As long as he doesn't provoke the White Horse Temple, he will not do anything."

It's just that when he said this, Ye Qi also hesitated, and his tone was not so sure.

Suddenly, it thought of something, and asked in a deep voice: "Jue'er, I just saw your real body, and it seems that your blood has returned to the old age. Could it be that you felt something?"

"In the dark, there seems to be a force that wants to recover from my blood. It should be that the ancestors of my clan intend to use me as a medium to try to descend across the border. But in the middle, I don't know which Mahayana venerable temporarily cut off the power. Already." Ao Jue nodded.

"Inheriting the bloodline of the holy ancestor is unique, but it is inevitable to pay a price." Ye Qi's expression was uncertain.

This is regarded as a spiritual descendant by a family of Mahayana venerables. If the luck is better, it is only for a short period of time, then no matter whether it is one's own practice or blood, you can go further, but if it takes a long time, you will be assimilated and no longer yourself. , reduced to a puppet.

"Since your bloodline has changed again and again for hundreds of years, Ao Xuan and I have thought about such things happening, but we can only watch, but there is nothing we can do." Ye Qi looked a little dark .

"Uncle, don't worry, I've already thought about the worst outcome." Ao Jue said without changing his expression.

After all, this kind of thing is beyond the control of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, and it is useless to think about it.

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In the Nine Birds Mystery Realm, the nine monks left with orders.

Zhang Shiping turned around towards the entrance of Shangfu Peak, his figure disappeared in the thin layer of restraining aura.

It's just that this mountain is not what it looks like with the naked eye. As soon as he stepped into it, his whole body appeared on a vast and boundless ocean.

"How long has it been? I don't think you are the first person to set foot in my dojo in 10,000+ years. It really is fate."

Flying out of the cloud was a giant bird like a mountain, with three heads, three wings and six legs, but endless ghosts and ghosts poured out from the gray cloud, and they were holding on to it tightly, as if they wanted to drag it in again.

"Don't be afraid, I won't give up my body." Shang Fu said softly.

Then she bowed her head down, a faint light fell, and transformed into an old man in linen with white hair and beard, walked up to Zhang Shiping, and took a few glances.

She waved her hand lightly, and the bronze lamp floated out spontaneously.

"senior."

"Sit, don't be afraid." Shang Fu waved his sleeves, and two futons appeared on the surface of the sea. She sat down cross-legged with a copper lamp in her hand.

After Zhang Shiping bowed and saluted, he sat upright.

"May I ask my lord, what exactly is this lamp?"

"This thing is the coffin lamp used by Sakyamuni, but it is only transformed from a fragment, it can't be regarded as a mysterious treasure." Shang Fu did not hide it, and explained.

"The thing of the Patriarch of the White Horse Temple?"

"Exactly, haha, I don't want to recover this time, it's hard to see you like this." Shang Fu chuckled.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping raised his head and saw the deep gaze of the venerable, and understood that these words were not meant for himself.

"Why do you have to say it out loud? Knowing more means worrying more. Since Zhu has his own plan, I'll do my best to cooperate."

I saw the bronze lamp shining brightly, and an old monk in civilian clothes who seemed to be dying walked out of it.

"Sit down, if I don't tell you, why are you willing to come out?" Shang Fu waved his sleeves, and a futon fell beside him.

"You have appeared, if I go again, how can the Rahu state transformed by you and me be able to suppress the Black Mountain Daoguo?" The old monk sighed, walked over slowly, and sat down cross-legged.

"If you can't suppress it, then let her go out. What's the point? Could it be that you still can't see through it now? You can't force anything." Shang Fu said with a smile.

"How can I not know, I just do my best and obey the destiny." Sakyamuni said.

"It took more than [-] years for You Tan to search the soul world. It took more than [-] years to find the fragments of your true spirit scattered outside, reshape the reincarnation body, and entrust the soul source. Do you have any plans to revive?" Shang Fu asked. .

"Since this soul originates from the true self, if I wake up, wouldn't Miao Jing's baby be dead?" Sakyamuni shook his head.

"Sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants, and cherishing the moth gauze lamp, you, a monk, are always thinking of kindness. It's just that Mingyu and Youtu can't hold on for long now." Shang Fu said with a smile.

"What's the difference between moths and ants and poor monks? They are all creatures in this world, regardless of high or low. They want to send that one to the market as a burial with a clear heart. I don't agree with this matter, but there is nothing I can do. If they are forced Wouldn't it be the same as them to take the body of the younger generation?" Sakyamuni said.

"Shiheng, listen, what is pedantry, this guy in front of you is it." Shang Fu laughed.

Zhang Shiping looked up at the real body of Shang Fu who was haunted by countless evil spirits and ghosts in the sky, then lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "Isn't it the same for seniors?"

"Since the yin and wolves have been broken and the six realms of samsara have ceased to exist, the injustices of the creatures in this world are too noisy. This deity is so quiet that he can't stand the noise. It just so happened that Sakyamuni had the same idea, so I bewitched him and left. I won half a round, do you agree or not?" Shang Fu said.

Sakyamuni smiled when he heard the words: "It's up to you what you say, what's the point of winning or losing?"

Then she turned to look at Zhang Shiping and asked, "Can I let the poor monk take a look at your tower where all souls return to ruins?"

"Senior, what I'm talking about is this natal pagoda of this junior. This pagoda is named Yanyun Wanling." Zhang Shiping spread out his palm, and a small red pagoda appeared on his palm.

"Exactly, but since it is formed by sacrificing the original blood of many living beings with the technique of detaining spirits and transforming them, it is more appropriate to call it the return of all spirits. However, the poor monk only hopes that this tower will never reach that point." Sakyamuni sighed.

"May I ask senior what is the origin of this detaining spirit transformation?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"Of course it is yours, but it is not yours. I only hope that if you really achieve something in the future, beyond that time, in the long void, in the endless destruction and rebirth, you should bear in mind that if you completely abandon the seven emotions and six desires, you will never lose your life." Joy without sorrow, no matter who you are, you will be crazy, but as a monk, you can see the light in the dark, understand life in the death, learn to stand on the good side, uphold your own thoughts, relax and gain, and then pursue the so-called ancient No present, no beginning and no end, the foundation of heaven and earth." Shang Fu said.

Chapter 1039 Return to the ruins and perish (this book ends)

Participating in the mystery of the Yuanhui, the Mahayana monk who has completed half of the practice of immortality, just an occasional exclamation, a slight breath, let Zhang Shiping, a junior in the Yuanying who has lived less than a thousand years, feel A sudden sense of vicissitudes of time and space replacement.

And in this short period of a few words, tens of thousands of souls were born from the void. Although the breath emitted by the lowest level has not even reached the Qi refining period, and the highest is only the transformation of the gods, but the number is large At a glance, it is even more densely packed, Zhang Shiping Yuanying's spiritual consciousness in the later stage can't be counted, but the two Mahayana venerables don't care about it.

The ghostly shadow of Shang Fu that was above the sky waved its wings lightly, and the ghostly light swept away. Suddenly, a bottomless black and purple vortex appeared in the sky, sucking those souls without karma into it, and sending them to rebirth. In reincarnation, the remaining ghosts are naturally unwilling and want to be reincarnated.

However, following Shang Fu's soft cry, these ghosts immediately lost consciousness, uncontrollably flew towards the gray clouds in the sky, and disappeared into them.

It's just that at the same time, alienated ghosts crawled out from under the clouds, one by one baring their teeth and claws, with ferocious expressions, trying to drag Shang Fu Xuying into the depths of the gray cloud.

And the next moment, when the soul emerged from the void again, I saw a long river flowing straight down from the sky.

There are countless flying birds "Yesun" circling on the river. They have a wingspan of about ten feet, black heads and white feathers without feet, and two long feathers behind their tails. They emit a faint fluorescent light all over their bodies, and occasionally make a few crisp calls. At first glance, its posture is almost similar to that of a crane, with a slender and graceful body, but on the black water surface, there are strange snakes covered in khaki.

Standing on a lone boat on the river was a boatman in coir raincoat and bamboo hat. He raised his head, and his originally illusory and blurred face gradually became clear, revealing a half-withered and half-glorious appearance. .

When Sakyamuni, the old monk, put his hands together, he also made the same movement, and a huge wave suddenly rose in the long river, involving the souls of the sky, and some of them turned into birds and flew into the sky. Put into reincarnation, the remaining ghosts turned into strange snakes and stayed in the river, unable to escape.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping was silent for a moment. He also understood what the scene in front of him meant, but he still couldn't help asking: "Seniors, why is this?"

"It's just the duty we should shoulder as a Mahayana monk. Since the disappearance of the gods and demons of the world, that senior has rebuilt the Yinming and Huangquan, established the six reincarnations, and is in charge of the life and death of all beings. Now he is no longer here. It happens that this old man and I The Dao that the bald two have comprehended has something to do with it, and this burden naturally falls on the shoulders of the two of us." Shang Fu said calmly.

"It's a pity that the poor monk and this old bird have limited cultivation. It's only been 14 years now, and they are already a little bit powerless. The true spirit and Taoism have been stained by sin for nearly half, and I'm afraid they won't last long. How did you survive such a long time?" Sakyamuni sighed.

"What's the use of thinking so much? Before you and I sacrificed our lives and turned into Rahu, we made an agreement with Zhu, Mingyu and other fellow Taoists. We will only stick to three yuanhui at most. If they still can't find a way, then you and I will also do it." It can be regarded as my best. The way is different, and we will not conspire with each other after all." Shang Fu said slowly.

Then he looked up at the sky, shook his head, and smiled at Sakyamuni: "Youtan has prepared such a suitable body for you, do you really want to give up? If you miss this time, you may perish forever. A lifetime of practice has been turned into ashes."

"After so many years, the poor monk is also tired." Sakyamuni shook his head.

Then he stretched out two fingers and pointed at Zhang Shiping's eyebrows, and Yin Sheng instructed: "The old man Sanmu has exhausted his tricks, whether his exercises are "The Law of Enlightenment and Transforming God" or "Breaking the Evil". If you can’t practice, I’ll get rid of your future troubles today, and don’t be infected again. When you and I meet today, it’s fate, and this poor monk will give you a fortune.”

It's just that at the moment of touching, this world seems to be frozen.

Immediately afterwards, it shattered into pieces like a flower in a mirror, and the moon in water, and Sakyamuni suddenly appeared in the dark spring, and the snake woman suddenly appeared. With a cane in one hand, he held Sakyamuni's wrist tightly in the other hand, and said in a deep voice: " You should think it through."

"Zhu, the poor monk handed over the coffin lamp to you, not for you to use it like this. You have tried so many times, don't you understand the so-called fate and the reason why you can't force it?" Sakyamuni said.

As soon as he thought about it, dozens of rusty bronze lamps appeared in front of him, only one of them had a blood-red wick, and the blood flame flickered and flickered.

"If even you and I give up, then there will be no chance of turning around in this world. Right now I have got his evil thoughts. Even though this son has little hope, it is ultimately derived from his kind thoughts, and we must not give up." Snake Woman Said in a cold voice.

"The world of spirits should have been destroyed before the 12th Yuanhui. The predecessors have already returned to the ruins, but they have used their own hard work to force the water, fire and wind of the world. For such a long time, why should you and I force it, let it go. Life and death are one ear , why bother to rejoice in life and mourn in death?" Sakyamuni said.

"Three yuanhui, when the time is up, if we still have nothing to do, then... forget it." The snake woman pleaded with her crutch.

"Do you have the heart to watch senior miss the opportunity to become a fairy?" Sakyamuni looked up at the sky.

I saw the gray clouds all over the sky dissipate to the two sides, and endless black mist billowed outside the boundary, and the evil thoughts faintly leaked out made the three Mahayana monks present couldn't help but look awe-inspiring.

"Who can be sure if it is the chance to become an immortal? Whether the destruction of the Lingli and Linghua realms in the past was also his plan, are you sure?" Snake asked.

Shang Fu also stepped into the underworld, and asked with a smile: "Why do you need to be entangled in this?"

He looked at the endless sea of ​​blood in the distance, and asked slowly: "Heishan, are you really willing to call yourself here, watching your master suffer so much, can't you get rid of it?"

However, there was no response at all in the Montenegro mountain range under the sea of ​​blood, which was entangled by endless evil spirits and fierce ghosts.

Seeing this, Shang Fu shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, since you don't intend to let go, then forget it. Old bald head, let's go back, we can only wait for a meeting or two."

But Sakyamuni just looked at the snake girl quietly, but didn't intend to leave.

After a long time, the other party sighed, and said: "You and I each take a step back, the old body will not stop you, but you must not erase the thoughts in that kid's body."

"Okay." Sakyamuni said with a smile.

He appeared in the Nine Birds Mystery Realm again, and lightly tapped Zhang Shiping's eyebrows with his fingertips.

The next moment, a path of reverse spirit emerged from this Mahayana monk's thought, wrapped him in it, and disappeared in this world.

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