Old Zhouzi continued to hold grass on the bottom of the river, and the ferry boat went straight downstream like a fish swimming with lightning speed.
In the turbid water in the eyes of ordinary people, for Lao Zhouzi, it was like seeing fire, and the little bits and pieces of water transportation essence were even more pleasing to look at.
On the waterway to the River God Temple, there will occasionally be ghosts wandering by. When they see the old boatman, they will kneel down and kowtow.
The swaying river is rich in water transport, and the river god did not plunder all of it, and all of it was collected in the temple, which makes it much less likely that the souls who drowned here will become ghosts who have lost their minds, which is also a meritorious deed. , but the price paid by the Swinging River Temple is to slow down the gestation speed of the incense essence. Over time, one pound is lost this year, and eight taels are missing next year. The incense essence that should be used to shape and temper the golden body is , the missing share is quite considerable, and in the eyes of the river god elsewhere, it is probably because this river god is really out of his mind.
A landscape god who relies on the incense of the human world and is not a cultivator. The key point is that the Yaoyinghe Temple only recognizes the beach of bones as its foundation and is not included in the landscape genealogy of any dynasty. For this reason, the upper reaches of the Yaoyinghe River The emperors and vassals of the passing dynasties had very subtle attitudes toward the temple built outside their jurisdiction. They did not enshrine it or forbid it, they did not support the people going south to burn incense, and they did not block the passes along the way. Therefore, the river god Xue Yuansheng, He is still a water god who does not belong to the orthodox ritual system of a continent. He actually pursues the illusory virtues of fetching water from a bamboo basket. Can he keep it? What’s the point of planting a tree here and blooming somewhere else?
The most unpredictable thing about merit and deeds is the will of God. If it is included in the genealogy of the gods, it is equivalent to being well-documented. As long as the luck of the mountains and rivers in a place is stable, the court etiquette department will proceed step by step. After inspection, rewards will be given as usual, and many Aftereffects, the court of a country will invisibly help to resist and eliminate many karmic obstacles. This is the benefit of droughts and floods to ensure harvests. But without that important identity, it is difficult to say. Once a common person succeeds in making a wish, who can guarantee that there will not be a group behind? A messy entanglement of cause and effect?
The goddess who walked out of the mural was in a bad mood and looked gloomy.
When it comes to their respective avenues, it is not easy for Lao Zhouzi, an old neighbor, to say anything. The comforting words at this time may not be just adding salt to the wound.
The eight paintings of Goddess Tianguan in Mural City have existed for a long time, even older than the Pima Sect. When the ancestors of the Pima Sect crossed the continent and came to Beiju Luzhou, it was very difficult. Located at the southernmost point of a continent, it was a last resort. At that time, it was offended by several domineering swordsmen in the north and could not gain a foothold. Since it was considered to be far away from right and wrong, these ancient murals of unknown origin were accidentally unearthed. Therefore, it is also an important reason to regard Skeleton Beach as a geomantic treasure land. However, the hardships here cannot be explained to outsiders. Lao Zhouzi personally watched the Pima Sect being established bit by bit. He only dealt with those who occupied the area. In the ancient battlefield where the earth is king, there are Yin soldiers and Yin generals. No fewer than twenty earth immortals from the Pima Sect have fallen for this reason. Even two Jade Pu realm monks have died in the battle. It can be said that if they had not been excluded, they would have been able to fight in this battle. The mountain was opened in the middle of Luzhou in Beiju, and today's PimaThe sect is very likely to be among the top five sects. This is based on the premise that the Pima Sect monks have never had sword immortals and have never invited sword immortals to serve as worshipers at the mountain gate.
This is actually the first time that Lao Zhouzi has seen the true form of a goddess. Among the eight heavenly officials and goddesses in the past, there is one of the goddesses, "Chunguan", who can travel far away in dreams, similar to the Yin God of a great monk. After leaving the body and completely ignoring many restrictions, she briefly communicated with the monks in the world. In the early years, the goddess visited the Yaohe Temple, but not long after that, the goddess Chun Guan, like Chang Piao and Zhan Kan, chose her. The object of service left the beach of bones. At that time, the two parties secretly agreed that Lao Zhouzi would help them set up one or two symbolic tests. In return, they were willing to help the Yanhuihe Temple three times in the future when the temple was in danger. After that, Baogai and Lingzhi also left the Mural City one after another, and for more than five hundred years, the three murals fell into silence. The Swaying River has now used up two opportunities to tide over the difficulties, so Lao Zhouzi is so concerned about it. , I hope that new opportunities will fall on the heads of lay people or monks, and Lao Zhouzi is happy to see them come to fruition.
Over the past thousand years, the situation has changed. Among the five goddesses in the murals, one died in battle for the master, and two chose to fight with the master to die. Only the goddess of beheading, commonly known as the "Immortal Staff", and The goddess of spring official who disappeared for unknown reasons, among them the poor scholar chosen by the former, is now a monk on the top of Yizhou Mountain in the Immortal Realm. He is also one of the few attained monks other than sword cultivators in the team of sword cultivators who went to Daoxuan Mountain. .
The goddess on the ferry was not accompanied by the colorful deer on the scroll.
Probably because of this, the mural has not faded. Otherwise, Lao Zhouzi would have to accompany the goddess to the point of embarrassment.
After a long wait, I finally selected a person who would serve me through life and death, but it turned out that he didn’t have the slightest sense of discernment and failed to pass the test the size of a sesame seed. He even directly applied oil on the soles of his feet. Ran away.
If the Mural City becomes a white scroll again, wouldn’t it make this Heavenly Official and Goddess homeless? How is this different from the drowned ghosts swimming in the swaying river, and the ghosts wandering in the ghost valley of the Bone Beach?
As for the true roots of these eight goddesses, even though Old Zhouzi is the river god here, he still has no idea.
As expected, the Pima Sect monks also know very little about it. It is very likely that the three remaining senior ancestors only know a little bit about it.
The strangest thing is that the Spring Official Goddess had an honest and secret meeting with Lao Zhouzi. She admitted that they had no memory of themselves and had been sleeping for an unknown period of time until they were revealed. The monks of Ma Zong opened up the cave and affected the formation, and then they woke up. The eight murals seemed to be in separate areas of the mural city, but in fact they were connected into one. According to the monks at the time, it was a broken secret realm. They had also
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Relying on the landscape buildings, flowers, ancient trees, books and other relics inside, I tried to follow the clues and find out my life experience. Unfortunately,There is always a chasm lying across the sky, and there is a lot of fog that cannot be solved.
As he approached the River God Temple, Lao Zhouzi couldn't help but sigh.
The goddess standing on the other side of the ferry also sighed quietly, especially lingering and pathos, as if it was a kind of natural sound that has never been seen in the human world.
Lao Zhouzi couldn't help but complain a little about the young man. What was he thinking? He had observed secretly before and found that he was a very bright-minded person who also valued rules. He didn't seem to be stingy. Why was he so blessed? Just start being stupid? Is it really something you shouldn’t have in your life and can’t catch it? But that's not right. Being able to add the goddess's green eyes and a body of ten thousand gold to leave the scroll speaks volumes in itself.
The goddess turned her head and glanced, "The male monk who was standing by the river earlier was not one of the three ancestors of the Pima Sect, right?"
Old Zhouzi shook his head, "I recognize all three ancestors on the mountain. Even if they come down from the mountain and show up, they are not heroic people who like to play tricks."
The goddess thought for a while, "Looking at their demeanor, I remember that a sister took a fancy to him in the early years. There was one person she passed by, a young foreign Jindan monk, who almost made her fall in love, but his nature was too ruthless, and it would be boring to stay with him without suffering or being angry."
Lao Zhouzi was stunned for a moment and asked about the approximate time.
After getting the answer, Lao Zhouzi had a headache and said to himself: "It can't be the pervert named Jiang, he is a bad guy who is so bad that he oozes pus."
Unexpectedly, the goddess nodded and said: "It seems that his surname is indeed Jiang. At that time, young people were quite popular, saying that one day, even the immortal sisters would not look down on him, no matter whether they were at home or not. , he wants to take away all the eight paintings and enshrine them so that he can eat and drink in front of the paintings every day. However, this man's words are frivolous, but his mood is not vulgar."
Old Zhouzi said doubtfully. "This guy was a merciless man back then, so why is he so ruthless and boring?"
The goddess shook her head and said: "Our method of observing people directly points to the mind, not to mention that it is very different from that of monks. , it seems different from your mountain and water gods. This is a magical power we are born with. We actually don’t think it is all a good thing. At a glance, we can only see some turbid inner lakes, dirty thoughts, or crawling... The caves of snakes and scorpions, or the entanglement of alluring things with human heads and monster bodies, are so ugly that we often fall asleep deliberately, out of sight and out of mind. In this way, if we suddenly wake up one day, it will be easy for us. Only when he knows that the opportunity has arrived will he open his eyes to see it."
Old Zhouzi admired: "The world is magical and extraordinary."
The goddess riding a deer suddenly turned her head to look at the mural. On the other side of the city, he narrowed his eyes and said with a stern expression, "How dare this guy break into the mansion without permission!"
Old Zhouzi's face was expressionless.
I thought there was no need to guess, it must be the infamous Jiang Shangzhen.
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Over there in the mural city, a large area of secret lanterns on the mountain suddenly went out. There was something wrong with the lanterns that were supposed to be bright and needed to be replaced every hundred years. naturally lead toPanic arose. Once the great monks fought here with all their strength and could damage the foundation of the Pima Sect's landscape formation, then the mural city would collapse, and the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, several direct monks from the Pima Sect's Patriarch Hall who were responsible for guarding the three murals, They all flew into the sky, looking at the commotion and chaos, trying to find the culprit. Once it was determined that there were monks who destroyed the mural city and took the opportunity to steal the paintings, they had the right to execute them on the spot, killing them first and then reporting them.
Near the goddess picture on one of the walls, when the Pima Sect guarding monks were distracted and looking into the distance, a wisp of green smoke first clung to the wall, wandering like a spiritual snake, and then instantly jumped into the mural. Unknown What method was used to directly break through the immortal magic restriction of the mural itself? It disappeared in a flash, like raindrops falling into the lake. The movement was subtle, but it still made the nearby immortal monk from the Pi Ma Sect frown and turn his head to look. , unable to see the clues, still worried, he apologized to the mural goddess, walked in the wind, came to a foot away from the mural, used the unique magical power of the Pi Ma Sect, a pair of eyes showed a light golden color, and his sight I patrolled the entire mural to avoid missing any clues. I checked it twice and found no abnormalities in the end.
The ancient mural in front of you is one of only three blessings left in the city. It is an extremely important one among the eight pictures of female officials in the heaven. In the secret files of the Pima Sect, the goddess depicted in the painting , riding a colorful deer, carrying a wooden sword with the inscription "Kuai Zai Feng" on the side of the sword. It has a respected status and ranks second, but its importance is still in the picture commonly known as the "Immortal Staff", which is actually used by the Pi Ma Sect. Above the goddess named "Zhan Kan", that's why Pima Sect would let a golden elixir earthly immortal who is expected to reach the upper five realms to supervise here.
The middle-aged monk failed to find the answer, but he still did not dare to take it lightly. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the shop next to the picture of the goddess "Lightning" in the mural city, and told the young man with the sound of ripples in the lake of his heart. , and asked him to return to the Pima Clan Ancestral Mountain immediately and tell the Patriarch Hall that there was something strange about the Deer Riding Goddess, and he must ask an ancestor to come here to inspect it in person.
Although the young man had gone down the mountain to help his childhood sweetheart in business, and was very unhappy, but when encountering a big event, he was in a very stable mood. He said goodbye to the girl, walked out of the shop, looked solemn, and clasped his hands together. Stomping her feet lightly, a figure immediately emerged from the land under the jurisdiction of the Pi Ma clan. It turned out to be a tall and plump cardamom girl. She raised her arms high, holding an awe-inspiring unsheathed ancient sword. But from now on After leaving the Shangen Underground Palace deep under the Pima Sect, until Tuojian appeared and respectfully handed over the ancient sword that had to be sharpened underground all year round, this pretty "earth woman" used a blinding trick to hide the earthly immortal. Down, no one can see.
The young man thanked him, put his fingers together, and touched it gently. The ancient sword trembled and flew away through the air. The young man stepped on the sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the mural
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At the top of the city, there was an almost straight line rushing forward. The thick soil layer blessed by the landscape formation did not hinder the young man's sword control at all. One man and one sword rushed forward. He rose up in the sky, broke through the sea of clouds that looked like a line of hemp ancestral mountains, the "white jade belt", and quickly headed towards the ancestral hall.
Middle-agedThe monk fell back to the ground, stroking his beard and smiling. Although this young nephew was not in the same branch as him in the ancestral hall, everyone in the sect respected and liked him.
Pima Sect has many rigid rules. For example, except for a handful of people, the rest of the monks must start hiking at the Sword Hanging Pavilion halfway up the mountain. The sky is about to fall. Also walk obediently. And this young man who had been secretly recognized as the owner of the semi-immortal weapon since he was a child was one of the exceptions. It is not impossible for middle-aged monks to fly their swords to send messages back to the Patriarch's Hall, but there are so many hidden secrets here that even the young man himself is unaware of them. This is also the mystery of mountain cultivation. "Knowing is not knowing." Others have pointed it out. It seemed that he knew it, and the opportunity that might have come his way was gone.
So it is best to let the young man report the matter and let him bear more responsibility for the cause and effect. It may not necessarily lead to success, but at least it will not be a bad thing.
Although the Pima Sect is very generous and does not mind outsiders taking away the blessings of the eight paintings of goddesses, the young man is the most promising person to seize a share of the mural city on his own since the Pima Sect was established. By chance, when the Pima Sect was building a large landscape formation, the ground was broken, and hundreds of puppet warriors were dispatched, as well as dozens of mountain-moving apes and mountain-driving dogs, which almost completely covered the mural city. After digging through it, as well as so many great monks who left their names on the ancestral tree of the Pima clan, they failed to find the ancient sword left behind by the founder of the mountain. According to legend, this semi-immortal weapon was related to that The Goddess Riding a Deer is inextricably involved, so the Pima Sect has to compete for the opportunity of this mural, and God will take the blame instead.
The young man stood on the sea of clouds, wielding a sword and heading straight to the Patriarch Hall.
Of the three ancestors of Pima Sect, one is in retreat and the other is stationed in Guixi Valley, continuing to expand territory.
The only ancestor who was responsible for sitting on the top of the mountain stood at the door of the ancestral hall and asked with a smile: "Lan Xi, you are so anxious, is there something wrong with the mural city?"
Holding a sword The young man repeated what Senior Brother Jindan said.
The old patriarch frowned, "Is it the picture of the goddess riding a deer?"
The young man nodded.
The old patriarch grabbed the young man's shoulder, shrunk the mountains and rivers, and arrived at the mural city in an instant. He first sent the young man to the shop, and then came to the scroll alone. The old man looked solemn.
The middle-aged Jindan monk realized that the situation was serious and beyond imagination.
The old patriarch sneered: "What a good fellow, you can break the double restriction between two families silently and break into the secret realm."
The middle-aged monk's face changed slightly.
The old man waved his hand, "Be careful, it's a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. You can go to Lanxi to protect it. Don't be too nervous. After all, this is your own territory. I have to go back to the ancestral hall to burn incense according to the rules." Knock on the door."
The middle-aged monk nodded and went to the store.
Over there at the store.
The girl quietly asked: "What's going on?"
The young man smiled and said: "I went to the Patriarch Hall."
The middle-aged monk walked inIn the shop, the young man asked doubtfully: "Brother Yang, why are you here?"
The middle-aged monk smiled and said: "Just take a look."
Although the young man in front of him has only just cultivated in the cave realm now, Because, it was his junior brother named Pang Lanxi. The young grandfather was a guest of the Pima Sect, and he was the main author of all the goddess galleries in the store. Pang Lanxi, who was extremely talented, had never appeared in the Pima Sect. The former Sword Immortal Embryo is the founding disciple of one of the three ancestors of the Pima Sect, and is also the closed disciple, because this Yupu ancestor, who is known as the top ten most lethal Yupu ancestor in the south of Luzhou in Beiju, once The Ancestral Hall has sworn to only accept one disciple in this life, so the ancestor accepted Pang Lanxi, who was still a young boy, as his direct successor. It should have been a gratifying and congratulatory event, but the eccentric ancestor told the Pima Sect not to make any announcement. , and only said one sentence that was very in line with the ancestor's temperament: Don't worry, wait until my disciple reaches the golden elixir level, and then I will entertain everyone. It won't take a few years anyway.
The middle-aged monk looked at the carefree Pang Lanxi and smiled bitterly in his heart, "Junior brother, this is a critical period for your great path."
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In a secret realm that looked like a fairy palace, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, staggered, shook his sleeves, and said with a smile: "I finally got it. I wish I could come here to see the peerless beauty of the fairy sisters."
He shouted softly: "Hey, is anyone here?"
He walked slowly and looked around. All around, admiring the fairyland scenery, he suddenly raised his hand, covered his eyes, and muttered: "This is the boudoir of the fairy sisters. I don't want to see what I shouldn't see."
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North of the Skeleton Beach, a young female crown came to the top of the mountain where the sect was beginning to take shape. As the youngest sect leader of the Immortal Family in the history of Beiju Luzhou, she alone drove a ship given by Senior Brother Tianjun. The Xianjia ferry is heading south at a high speed. As a treasure of the Xianjia Liuxia boat, its speed is even faster than that of a cross-continent ferry. It can actually fly directly in the clouds of two places thousands of miles apart, just like a monk using the ability to shrink to an inch. Flashed by, silently.
As for the shop run by the young swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and the local monk stationed on the border of the Ghost Valley in the Skeleton Beach, he purchased a thick book that specifically explains the precautions in the Ghost Valley. The book records in detail There were many taboos and dangerous places. He sat aside and basked in the sun, flipping through the book slowly, not in a hurry to pay a toll, and then went into the ghost valley to practice, sharpening his knife and chopping firewood.
It was a warm winter day. The young man raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was cloudless. The weather was really good.
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