There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

There is a fairy tower where Baiyun was born Author: Yichi Xianyun

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An ordinary academy boy, Baiyunlou, had to meet the opportunity to embark on the road of self-cultivation.

It is Baiyunlou's lifelong wish to sit in the small building and watch the clouds and clouds, and wander around the world to taste the red dust and fireworks.

However, the catastrophe is approaching, and the only way to rise up is to draw out the sword, for the thought in the heart, for all living beings in this world, to cut out a life.

A young man by nature, never forgetting his original aspiration, and comprehending the Dao in the mortal world.

Step by step to the top of the fairy road, to explore the truth of the heavens and the world...

"Fellow daoists, come to the small building to drink a cup of tea while you are free in the world of mortals~"

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Primer

Heaven and earth are dark yellow, the universe is prehistoric.

In the vast and desolate universe, in an unknown place, a blue cloud glowing with green light, rushing left and right, moving constantly, seems to be trapped in an invisible gap, no matter how it changes, no matter how the light shines, it is still not free .

I don't know how many years have passed, this Qingyun suddenly stopped moving, and the green light flickered slowly, as if thinking.

Maybe tens of thousands of years, maybe in an instant, suddenly, the green light around Qingyun's body converges, and the body gradually blurs, slowly disappearing...

This cloud of celebration was originally a ray of auspiciousness floating around the Taoist ancestor. In the chaos, he heard the Taoist ancestor preaching the Tao, watched the Taoist ancestor evolve into the heavens, tasted a Taoist fruit bestowed by the Taoist ancestor, and condensed a truth. The spirit, then escaped from the chaos, transformed into a form, and the Taoist ancestor bestowed the name Qingyun.

Qingyun is unrestrained, wandering in the prehistoric universe, wanting to find out the origin of the universe.

While traveling, a vast power to open the sky swept over and stuck it in an extremely remote corner of the big world.

After many attempts and unable to get away, Qingyun had no choice but to use the boundless years and the body of the body to deduce the obtained Tao and fruit - the Taoist performance of the heavens.

As time went by, thousands of worlds and races gradually emerged from within Qingyun itself.

Numerous civilizations emerged as the times require, and have been wiped out in the long river of time.

In the vast chaos and endless years, Qingyun still can't see a chance to get out of trouble.

The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and people escape one of them. As the saying goes, the secrets of heaven are hard to find. The way of heaven is not uniform, and there is always a chance for everything.

All of a sudden, a stream of light was unbiased, drifting towards this invisible gap, and drifting across the boundary wall without any hindrance.

Seeing that it was about to float out from the other side of the boundary wall, the true spirit of Qingyun appeared and directly enveloped the stream of light.

In an instant, amidst the chaos, a gleam of light appeared faintly.

The true spirit of Qingyun captures the streamer, quietly watching the flickering and changing of this shimmering light, and secretly deduces it.

After a long time, I sighed, rather than waiting outside the game, it is better to sacrifice my life to enter the game, so as to win that chance.

Thinking of this, Qingyun resolutely captured the three original bodies, condensed them, injected a trace of true spirit, and escaped them into a small world.

Then looking at the faint light for a moment, Qingyun True Spirit suddenly transformed into thousands of phantoms of blue light, without any hesitation, they fled into the derived heavens and worlds one after another.

Chapter 1 is young

Early spring in Asakusa, warm and cold.

The warm sun is rising, the banks of the Liuhua River, the willows are caressing the banks with the wind, and the market along the river is full of people and bustling.

In the most prosperous part of the market, there is a big family with the word "Baiyuan" engraved on the door plaque.

On both sides are Baijia Mizhuang and Baijiabuzhuang, and there is a private ferry on the river opposite Buzhuang.

There is a green bamboo pavilion at the ferry, which is convenient for boats to dock.

A young man was lying on the top of the bamboo pavilion with his legs crossed, his head resting on a raised bamboo arch, holding an ancient book in one hand to read, and from time to time he took out a bun from the paper bag beside him and bit into it a few times. mouth.

Maybe it's because the content of the ancient book is too wonderful, maybe it's because the buns are too delicious, maybe it's too comfortable to be exposed to the warm sun in early spring, the young man's expression is extremely comfortable.

Occasionally, I would raise my eyes to look at the bustling street market, jiggle my legs from time to time, raise my eyebrows from time to time, thinking to myself: Dad is not at home these few days, life is very comfortable.

The boy’s surname was Bai and his name was Yunlou. On the day of his birth, white clouds piled up outside the window like a tall building. The father of Tongsheng, who was the most talented in the family at the time, gave his eldest son a name he thought was the best. Mention it now and then.

Baiyun Tower has just turned sixteen, and already has a reputation as a scholar. Although the family is a merchant, but because there is a scholar in the family, the neighbors can't help but think highly of it.

The Bai family had strict family education. Before elementary school, Xiaoyunlou was clever and mischievous. He often beat the ruler and board, but he also learned etiquette.

When I was in elementary school, my family invited Mr. Li, the most experienced person in the county, to teach at home. Although most of them were not proficient in poetry, calligraphy, chess, calligraphy and painting, they dabbled in all of them.

For the six arts of ancient literature taught by the old gentleman, Xiaoyunlou did not resist.

But after school, whenever I have free time, I go to the study in the backyard to read books. The books are usually exchanged from booksellers or wandering merchants. Most of them are ghost stories and gossip biographies.

What really interests Baiyun Tower is the legends of the immortals and gods in it. Those immortals and gods have great supernatural powers.

When he was 14 years old, Baiyunlou followed his aunt to Liuyun Temple dozens of miles away to offer incense. The incense and money were enough, so he stayed overnight in the other courtyard of the Taoist Temple in the middle of the mountain.

Such a stay overnight, the young Yunlou saw for the first time the extraordinary outside the world of mortals.

The boy got up early, the mist under the early sun, the old man practicing boxing on the edge of the cliff, his sleeves fluttering, overflowing with boxing strength, and the clouds and mists rising from the cliff turned and rolled, the boy's heart was swaying.

When the old Taoist finished his work, Baiyunlou hurried forward, wanting to worship the old Taoist as his teacher.

Seeing the young man in high spirits and full of energy, the old Taoist couldn't help but take a few more glances, and started chatting with Baiyun Tower, asking where he came from, and chatting about his likes and dislikes.

During the chat, he saw that the young man's speech and behavior were quite informal, and his temperament was also very agreeable, so the old man became interested.

The old Taoist touched Baiyun Tower for a while, and finally shook his head slightly, saying that there is no one in the world who has the qualifications for cultivation, and the qualifications are not the same.

Although Baiyun Tower has minimal aptitude, but it is almost non-existent, and it is close to the age of curly hair, the meridians are obscure, and the sense of energy is hard to find. Forced practice is like a mirror, a dream.

In the words, the old Taoist saw that the young man was already disappointed, but he was relieved in an instant, he was still talking and laughing freely, and he liked him even more, so he pulled him to the study in the other courtyard.

When he came to the room, the old Taoist took out two books as presents, one was Liuyun Daojing, and the other was Cloud Dispelling Palm Technique. The Taoism and the young man had a good affinity with each other, and these two Taoist scriptures and palm techniques were not untold secrets. , and gave it away.

Baiyunlou was overjoyed, after going out to say hello to A Niang, he went back to chat with the old Taoist for half a day, which solved a lot of doubts in his heart.

After chatting to the fullest, Yiyi bid farewell to the old Taoist. Although Baiyunlou did not change his name to master, he did his best to respect his master.

Seeing the young man leave with A Niang, the old Taoist stood outside the other courtyard and sighed endlessly.

Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the truth, I have cultivated the Tao for so many years, and today I finally saw the truth in the young man. The bottleneck of Taoism that has been stuck for more than ten years has finally melted. Dharma, perhaps also its own predestined dharma.

What the young man sees is the old Taoist who is under the early sun, and what the old Taoist sees is not the young man who is full of vitality under the morning sun.

Afterwards, the days of Baiyunlou became even more angry. I missed the age of opening the meridians, so I had to take a look at the art of opening the meridian and circumscribing the sky in the Taoist scriptures, but the moves of the cloud-dispelling palm method were thoroughly practiced.

Even though he still lacks a bit of true energy, Baiyunlou still practiced Paiyunzhang more than ten times a day. After more than a year of uninterrupted practice, he is now light and healthy, with sharp ears and eyesight. Gained the fame of a scholar.

With fame and fame in his body, he is a little bit more clean. Except for the occasional nagging, don’t read idle books. Yunlou’s schoolwork has long been ignored, and there should be some reasons why he can’t understand it.

The so-called hard work is hard to come back, the old man is no longer imposing, but the majesty is still there. He is at home on weekdays, and Baiyun Tower is like a well-behaved boy. These two days, the old man has gone out to buy goods. Nuanyang, reading idle books and listening to the chants of the market, feels somewhat at ease like a fairy.

Bai Yunlou was reading a book on the bamboo pavilion, and he habitually touched the buns, when suddenly his right hand was empty, it turned out that the bag was already empty.

I was thinking about buying another omelet to satisfy my hunger, when I suddenly caught a glimpse of a merchant ship coming from the lower reaches of the Liuhua River. It looked very familiar to me, and when I looked carefully, it was not my own cargo ship.

Bai Yunlou's face tightened, he turned over and jumped off the bamboo pavilion, stuffed the book into his bosom, straightened his clothes, and waited on the railing.

The cargo ship is not big, and it can hold two or three cars. Standing on the bow is a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old. He is of medium height, slightly fat, with a slightly weathered face. He is dressed in a blue silk uniform. This is Baiyun Tower. Dad.

When the boat arrived at the pier, Papa Bai saw his son waiting at the pier, nodded his head slightly, and shouted back, "Take the board to unload the cargo!"

There were actually two helpers on the cargo ship, and the store clerk also rushed over to help, moving the goods into the store skillfully.

Father Bai pointed to a black wooden box at the stern, and said to a shop assistant, "Take this box to Yunlou's study."

When Bai Yunlou heard that he still had private goods, he quickly jumped onto the bow of the boat, helped his father to get off the boat, and asked with a straight face if he had breakfast and how he was resting on the boat.

I sent my father to the bedroom to rest, then turned around and went back to the study.

The study room was cleaned by Yunlou himself when he was just in primary school, and the bookshelves against the walls on both sides are full.

There is a bamboo reclining chair by the window, and there is a long low table beside the chair. On the ground beside the low table is a thick straw futon. The black wooden box is already placed beside the bookshelf.

Looking at the wooden box on the ground, curiosity is unavoidable, Bai Yunlou went up to open the wooden box, inside were several stacks of books, and there were two small wooden boxes beside it.

Books are new and old, flipping through them at random, except for a few collections of poetry, the rest are all kinds of miscellaneous books, and there is even a collection of supernatural and strange things.

Baiyunlou was stunned when he saw it. Why did my father change his temper this time when he went out for a walk? He bought a lot of books that he was usually not allowed to read this time. It seems that he won the title of a scholar last autumn Dad raised a lot of face.

Chapter 2 Chance

After packing up a few stacks of books, Baiyunlou saw that in addition to two small wooden boxes, there was a long wooden box at the bottom.

He took out the long wooden box, opened it and saw that it was a dragon scale sword more than three feet long.

Bai Yunlou hurriedly grabbed the sword in his hand and played with it for a while. This sword looks simple and exquisite in workmanship.

I heard that the dragon scale swords of Longquan Villa have been tempered for thousands of years, and only a few are born in a year. I didn't expect my father to buy one when he went out this time. It's really amazing.

After playing with the Dragon Scale Sword for a while, he opened a small wooden box, which contained an inkstone inkstone, and a little mouse ready to drink ink was engraved next to the inkstone, which was lifelike.

Opening the last wooden box, it was a piece of sapphire, the size of a fist, with a round body, one side was relatively flat, and the tentacles were cool to the heart. I don't know what the father used for this sapphire, it looks good as a paperweight.

After tidying up, he picked up the newly arrived book on the side, went to the recliner to look through it, and saw the time for dinner, and even the lunch was delivered to the study by the cook.

Dinner was the main meal of the Bai family. At noon, Father Bai had been resting in the bedroom. When it was time for dinner, Father Bai specially asked the cook to call Baiyun Tower over for dinner.

At the dinner table, Father Bai looked at the opposite Baiyunlou with relief and said: "Yunlou, you have grown up now and have your own fame. Of course I will be happy if you can be named on the gold list in the exam next year, but in the past two years There are a lot of sellers, and I have seen a lot of anecdotes and strange things. The records in the books you usually read should not be all lies. Judging from the things you usually like, you should not be interested in fame."

Father Bai picked up the wine glass, handed it to Baiyunlou, and continued: "The box I gave you today is a gift for a long journey."

"Travel? Where are you going?" Baiyunlou asked in confusion.

After drinking a cup, old man Bai said: "This time I passed by Jiangnan Mansion, just in time for Xinlu Academy's three-year opening spring recruitment, and you have already signed up with your fame. Xinlu Academy has a wide range of subjects. Class, you go and have a look, it should be an eye-opener."

Baiyunlou choked speechlessly, secretly thinking that you are my father, everything is clearly arranged, so what else can you say.

But he still said: "I've been a little idle lately. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. It's time to go for a walk. But father, what's the origin of the sapphire you gave me?"

Speaking of this piece of sapphire, Father Bai became interested. It turned out that at the intersection of Shanghuo Street in Fucheng, a woodcutter selling firewood was selling this piece of sapphire.

Because the quality of this piece of sapphire is too abnormal, even if you try to chop it with a hatchet, it will not leave any traces, but the woodcutter asked for [-] guan, and he didn't sell it for a long time.

Father Bai happened to meet him, and remembering the kindness of the young master at home, he bought it back. According to the woodcutter, this sapphire was picked up while chopping firewood in the mountains to the west.

Father Bai was in a good mood tonight, so Young Master Bai had a good time drinking with him.

The moon and stars are thin, and the night is as cool as water.

Feeling sleepy, Baiyunlou came to the study, lit two oil lamps, picked up the book on the case table and continued to observe and study.

After watching for a while, Baiyunlou fell asleep on the reclining chair groggy, feeling drunk.

The first taste of wine, even though it was just sweet and refreshing distilled rice wine, brought back the drunken youth.

The full moon is falling in the west, the night is deep, and the sleeping Baiyun Tower seems to feel hot and dry. Half asleep and half awake, I took the sapphire from the table and pressed it on my forehead.

The refreshing coolness and five-point drunkenness made the young man's consciousness become still in a hazy state, as if he was floating in the chaos. At a certain moment, a blue light flashed from the sapphire and jumped into the center of the young man's eyebrows.

That blue light penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of Baiyun Building, turned into fluorescent light and scattered in all directions, the originally chaotic sea of ​​consciousness had a little gleam, and the fluorescent light spread for a radius of one foot and gradually stopped.

A strange phenomenon gradually appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, the turbid air sank, and the clear air floated up, and the sea of ​​consciousness within a radius of one zhang seemed to separate the heaven and the earth.

The sinking turbid air gradually condensed into a sea of ​​clouds below, like a dark dream, floating around.

If the floating fresh air is spiritual, it gathers and disperses at times, like exhaling and inhaling.

The scattered fluorescent light is drifting with the clear air, floating and sinking in the sea of ​​turbid air and clouds, the radius within a zhang is alive with the flashing of fluorescent light, but it is still chaos outside the zhang zhang.

Dawn is about to break, the alley next door wakes up, the morning stalls on the street open, the sound of cold water being poured into the pot, the crackling of firewood in the stove, the hurried footsteps of the early risers, drifting far away across the courtyard wall, passing through Through the window lattice, the boy on the recliner was awakened.

The breeze is blowing on the face, and the body and mind are transparent, which is the feeling of Baiyun Tower at this moment.

Open the half-closed wooden window, look at the starry sky outside the window, it is deep and vast, and listen to the sound of the market in the distance, it is complicated but full of vitality.

This world is still the same as before, but it seems to be much clearer and more vivid.

At this moment, Baiyunlou's thoughts are clear and pure. Looking at the sapphire paperweight in his hand through the starlight, he seems to feel that the sapphire is kinder.