Seeing this scene, Lingyu wanted to laugh very much, but she didn't dare to laugh.

It turns out that when Zi Ying first turned into a spirit, was it like this? It's a little similar to the previous Xu Wei.

Let this person wear out the skin of his mouth, he will not move if he does not move.

The Taoist had no choice but to leave.

Lingyu looked at his distant back and remembered the records in ancient books.

This Taoist should be one of the disciples of Hongyuan Daozu, Zhu Jing Daojun, who later died with him. Some people also believe that Zhu Jingdaojun has soared. At the beginning, the Dao Ancestor had not died, and there were at least more than 100 Mahayana monks in Guang Letian, but after the Dao Ancestor died, he experienced the Battle of the Fallen World and the subsequent Battle of the Boundary Division, and there were only more than 20 people under the Three Great Dao Ancestors.

There are many rumors about these Dao Ancestor direct lineages. Some people say that they died with Dao Ancestor, and some people say that they have ascended. The most credible version is that they fell in the Fallen War or the War of the Divide.

The first Mahayana monks were different from the later ones. Few of them would deliberately prepare a clone, because the original Guang Lotian was not as sinister as the later human world.

Looking at the world that Lingyu sees now, Qingdu Mountain is full of high-level monks, but they live a simple and unpretentious life, even inferior to some rich people among mortals.

Because, their cultivation is the cultivation of the soul, and the improvement of their strength is secondary.

In other words, these monks of Guang Letian, their understanding of the Great Dao is far inferior to that of later generations, but if they do it, their fighting skills are estimated to be turned into slag by their juniors.

Lingyu didn't expect to be able to see the first group of monks.

Zhu Jingdaojun, this is a legendary figure she can only see in books in the past.

This Zhu Jingdaojun. Among the disciples of Hongyuan Daozu, he is a very active figure, and he will appear in many legendary stories about the flood famine, running errands, passing on words, and carrying black pots full-time......

Zhu Jingdaojun in the story may just be an errand character, but in reality, Lingyu definitely doesn't dare to underestimate him.

Hongyuan Daozu likes this disciple, there must be a reason for him. Moreover, he himself was a Mahayana monk. Investigate the mysteries of the world.

Lingyu continued to sit on the stone steps. Looking at the purple Ying at the top of the tree.

His posture finally changed.

He didn't know where to reach for a sword, the blade standing upright in front of him. He stared at the sword, not moving.

The sword body is full of purple gas. It's cold.

This should be his essence. Purple Ying Sword, right?

Lingyu thought back to his previous movements. I imitated it myself, and suddenly I was a little stunned.

There are no cabinet drawers or anything above the tree, where did Zi Ying pull out that sword? This action. How does it look like it comes out of under the ass?

This imagination made Lingyu shudder.

Forget it, for the sake of Xu Shun's previous life, don't hack him......

After wandering for a while, Lingyu suddenly saw a faint purple light light on the top of the tree.

The purple light became brighter and brighter, spreading from the top of the tree to the whole tree, the whole square.

Lingyu felt an abundance of purple qi.

The pure purple qi of the Qing Ling even condensed into a drop of rain, hanging but not falling.

Everyone in the square stopped what they were doing and looked up at the rain of purple qi.

The purple light is hazy, the purple gas is like rain, like a dream.

The sound of the sword sounded, at first it was low like a whimper, and then it became louder and louder, more and more sharp, and turned into a sword roar.

In the sound of the sword, Lingyu saw a shocking sword light soaring into the sky.

The sword gives birth to ten thousand laws, and the sword destroys the common people. This sword contains indescribable vitality and murderous aura, the two are obviously contradictory, but they are harmoniously integrated and more and more pure.

This...... It's actually a swordsmanship in the void period?

Lingyu looked up, with a deep confusion in her eyes.

No matter how Zi Ying threatens the human world in the future, now he is just a refining void spirit who has just turned into a spirit. But this sword momentum is beyond imagination, and he can't compare with it at all.

Can the swordsmanship of the Void Period really reach this level?

A blue light flew in, as fast as thunder, chasing towards the purple qi.

The two struck, and the blue and purple sword light intertwined with each other, soaring straight into the sky.

The purple qi filled the sky, the blue light was released, and the murderous aura in Ziying's sword was gradually dissipated.

The two sword qi suddenly retracted and separated. The purple qi returned to the purple sword at the top of the tree, and the blue light submerged into the apse.

After a while, Lingyu saw someone stepping out of the apse.

Tsing Yi fluttering, posture like a fairy, this is a beautiful and vulgar woman.

Lingyu looked at her and gently spit out two words: "Qingsuo." ”

She had obtained the Qingsuo sword scabbard, and now she still had a wisp of Qingsuo sword qi in her hand, and she was very familiar with her breath.

Qingsuo came out of the apse, flicked his sleeves, and landed on the top of the tree.

Ziying raised her head and looked at her.

If he is completely indifferent to Zhu Jingdaojun, in the face of Qing Suo, there is a trace of kindness in his eyes.

Lingyu remembered the records in the ancient texts.

Qingsuo sword, Hongyuan Dao ancestor in the past years obtained the ancient bluestone refining, born psychic, sword light like mang, sharp and incomparable. It is precisely because of the great power of the Qingsuo Sword that Hongyuan Dao Ancestor will take the innate purple qi and refine the Ziying Sword, thinking that it is the right sword.

Unexpectedly, Ziying refused to admit the master, and Qingsuo became a lone sword.

However, the two were once in the same furnace, calcined by the furnace fire every day, and the breath blended, and they were naturally close.

Lingyu watched Zi Ying follow Qingsuo down the top of the tree and enter the apse.

She hesitated and followed.

Even if you can't get into the apse, it's good to be able to listen to it.

Unfortunately, she stood by the apse window for a long time, and never heard a sound.

Also, Dao Ancestor's dojo, how could it be overheard?

It was dark, and Lingyu still went back to the room to rest.

The monks of Qingdu Mountain have always maintained the old routine, and everyone will go back to rest at night, and it would be strange if she didn't return.

She lay on the Chase bunk, listening to the sound of breathing, and looked at the roof with her eyes open.

She couldn't figure out what kind of world she was into. This qiē is so real, it doesn't feel like a fantasy at all. There's no way she's actually passing through that weird space. Go back to the time and space of the past, right?

Lingyu was amused by this thought, if the long river of time is so easy to go back, how can there be so many regrets? Jian Bufan's time technique is so powerful, and there is no way to really send people to the past.

And if this is really a fantasy, how is she going to get out? If you can't get out, will you be trapped and die like this for the rest of your life?

From this day on, Ziying no longer sat on the top of the tree in a daze, and Lingyu no longer squatted in the square every day to watch him. She began to get in touch with the people of this world to see if there were any flaws.

However, the wonderful thing is. These people she met. Reflect the truth, have a complete personality, and are not like some illusions, with flaws.

They were so real that they almost doubted that they had really returned to the desolate Qingdu Mountain.

The only one that can't be explained. It's her.

She obviously has no origin. But no one doubts her existence. As if she was supposed to be here. However, when she asked where she came from, no one could tell.

Qingdu Mountain is too big. There are too many people seeking the Tao, and it is not surprising that someone like her appears out of thin air. Qingdu Mountain allows them to come and go freely, never restricted.

I can't see Ziying, I don't know where he is, Lingyu is simply like such a person, getting up before dawn, going to get chores, or carrying water, or sweeping the floor. After finishing the chores, I did the morning class with them and meditated on the cultivation.

Almost ten years have passed, and on this day, the bell suddenly rang in the Dao Palace, and everyone was excited. She asked a female cultivator who lived with her, and only then did she know that it was the bell of Daozu's sermon.

So when the morning service was over, all the people gathered together in the front hall. The front hall couldn't sit down, so he sat directly in the square, and then he couldn't even sit down in the square, so he could only sit in the corridor on the partition wall.

At this time, it was possible to intuitively see the distribution of the cultivation of the monks of Qingdu Mountain, and Lingyu couldn't help but speak.

Dozens of Mahayanas, hundreds of mergers, countless refining voids and transforming gods...... In the middle, there are also low-level monks such as Qi refining and foundation building, and there is no realm at all, and they are scattered and sitting.

Is this the cultivation atmosphere of Qingdu Mountain? The realm is not important, the heart is important.

Lingyu was infected by this atmosphere that was both free and casual, but also solemn and emphasized, and her mind slowly precipitated.

The bell rang again, and in the front hall, there was a distant and quiet sound.

This is the voice of Dao Ancestor? The way he preaches is not profound, but every word and every word is deeply embedded in the heart, and it seems to be the Tao itself.

At first, Lingyu listened carefully to what he said, but later, her whole mind was immersed in it, and she couldn't hear what Dao Ancestor was saying, she only felt that the way she was talking was all around her.

"You've taken my place."

Lingyu heard the voice and suddenly came back to her senses. When he raised his head, he was stunned.

Standing in front of her was Ziying.

There were too many people and too few locations, Lingyu was impatient to squeeze with people, and slipped into the tree while people were not paying attention.

She didn't dare to sit on the top of the tree like Ziying, but hid among the branches and leaves. Although she knew that the people who listened to the sermons here were all monks, and they were all high-level monks with amazing cultivation, it was impossible to hide it from them. She pretended that others didn't see it.

I was too fascinated by what I heard just now, and she didn't know when Ziying appeared.

Lingyu looked up at the top of the tree and said, "Your place, isn't it above?" ”

Zi Ying looked at her and let out an "oh" in a flat tone.

Lingyu saw him take a flat step and sit on the top of the tree.

Lingyu suddenly couldn't stand it anymore.

Because of such a way of sitting, Ziying's legs are right on top of her head! If you look at it diagonally, Zi Ying looks like she is sitting on her head!

She raised her head, just in time to meet Ziying's lowered gaze.

Obviously, his gaze was as cold and indifferent as ever, but Lingyu felt completely embarrassed to be looked at by him.

So she shifted to another branch.

It's much better, and the two are more than a foot apart.

Seeing Ziying, Lingyu couldn't listen to the sermon anymore.

She sat for a while and asked in a low voice, "Where have you been these days?" ”

There was no answer.

"Dao Ancestor has accepted you as a disciple, is this true?"

Still no answer.

"You ......" Lingyu looked up, skimmed his face, and swallowed back the next sentence.

Ziying's eyes were very calm, but Lingyu had no doubt that if she said one more word, the astonishing sword light of that day would slash at her.

Hehe, coercing the human world, it really lives up to its reputation. (To be continued......)

PS: This article Qingsuo Ziying is just playing a stalk, and the setting has nothing to do with the original Shushan book......