Chapter 395: The Ninth Immortal
The white crane spread its wings and soared, and for hundreds of years, there was not a day when it felt so happy, as if it was going to chase the sun and run with him to the ruins.
It's like hundreds of years ago, carrying the teacher across the mountains and seas, seeing the vastness of the four seas in the world, it turns out that there are so many creatures in the world, there are demons, demons, people, gods, and legendary immortals.
It opened its wisdom in ignorance, turned into a heavenly demon under the teacher's ignorance, became a white crane boy from the white crane, followed the teacher to see the immortal islands in the South China Sea, and finally was invited by the mermaid of the country who ruled the entire South China Sea and was stunning in the world, and entered the Dragon Silk Palace under the sea.
At the time of the Daomen Immortal Banquet, the White Crane Boy stood behind the teacher, looking at the many Daomen seniors in the Immortal Palace, on the cloud bed, discussing the art of becoming immortals, the way of immortality, and the avenue of each immortal true monarch, which made it extremely fascinating.
Among the true monarchs, only their own teacher really created his own immortal technique, opened up the road to immortality, got rid of the six reincarnations, and avoided the blessings and misfortunes of life and death.
With this technique, the road is free from now on, proud of the world.
The white crane boy was standing behind the teacher at that time, looking at the immortal in a white robe, and casually telling the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, that mind and bearing, as if he had taken the heaven, earth, sun and moon into his arms.
And its innocent and immature eyes secretly looked at the teacher's face lying on his side, holding a wine jug to point to the country, and the Xianmen Daoist on the cloud bed was full of shock and admiration.
Its eyes were full of endless longing and yearning, and it only had one thought at that time, if there were immortals in the world, then this was it.
It has been taught immortal arts, given spiritual treasures, and it has finally become a white crane Taoist from a white crane boy.
In a hurry, in the end, when he accepted three disciples to prove the immortal realm, one door and four immortals, all of which were immortal immortal karma of cultivation, gradually perfected the avenue passed down by the teacher, and integrated it into the Nine Turns Taiyin Immortal Formula, and the various sects of the Immortal Sect even called it a scattered immortal.
It is no longer a brute beast in the abyss of sea ruins, but a scattered immortal white crane in Dongzhou.
Time flowed, and the three disciples completed the cultivation of the Nine Turns of Taiyin Immortal Recipe one after another, and reincarnated, and with the last third disciple also reincarnated, the white crane still resided in the world, as if he couldn't let go of anything.
He suddenly recalled the past, the figure of the white-clothed Taoist, the leisurely ride he carried him over the mountains and seas, the immortal posture of the immortal banquet in the world, and the ghost fairy true spirit mantra that was left to him across the mountain at the end.
He set out from Dongzhou, went to the secluded capital Immortal Island, and then crossed the Four Seas Immortal Continent, but still failed to find the shadow of the teacher.
Visit all over Lingshan Immortal Island, and there is no trace of immortals.
I don't know how many times he went to the Immortal Island of the Hidden Capital, he finally saw the figure of the Immortal Soul again in the Hidden Palace, on the Immortal Que Divine Mountain of the Lord of the Hidden Capital.
The immortal sat in front of the fairy pond, the fiery red leaves of the phoenix fell like flames, flowing down the river to the foot of the mountain, he asked about his current situation, and the white crane said that he was a true monarch and held a disciple's ceremony.
Although the teacher never accepted him as a disciple, he still called it Zhenjun.
"The true monarch wants to enter the mountains and seas again? The white crane is willing to be a dog and a horse, this is the last obsession of the white crane in this life, maybe the next time I see the true monarch, it will be thousands of years later. ”
"The white crane is willing to carry the true monarch, just like in the past, soaring in the clouds and looking down on all living beings in the world!"
Zhenjun has the style of an ancient immortal, and he is reluctant to let an existence that understands human speech and opens spiritual intelligence as a mount, but in the end he still agrees to it.
The white crane spread its wings and flew over the southern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty and fell towards the East Mountain, while the sun gradually set behind it.
The fiery red sunset sprinkled all over the mountains and land, and a familiar mountain finally appeared on the edge of the East China Sea at the end of the sky.
Today is back here, ending the first life of the Scattered Immortal White Crane.
Just like the Nine Turns Taiyin Immortal Recipe he practiced, everything was a reincarnation.
The white crane fell to the ground, stopped in front of a long-dilapidated Taoist temple, and nodded prostrate at the true monarch, as if he was bowing goodbye to him.
Then he let out a scream, and layers of immortal fire poured out of his body, hovering in the sky, and the body of the heavenly demon turned into stardust little by little, and finally disappeared between the sea of clouds.
——————————————
Fang Xiu looked at the white crane, the divine bird in the heavenly dome, dragging a long flame phantom, a little bit of blurring, accompanied by the sunset and the flowing sea of clouds, with a body of cultivation reincarnated, and suddenly felt some sadness in his heart.
At the beginning, he just did it casually, and even forgot that he had accepted such a white crane boy in the past, and passed on the ghost fairy avenue that he didn't value very much.
I didn't expect that after so many years, this white crane boy still remembered him, and he had already completed his deeds, but because he didn't want to remember the reincarnation of the past, he wanted to see him at the end of this life.
Imitating the Lingshan Immortal Island, I just want to complete the last obsession of this life, because this reincarnation is reincarnated, and the past is forgotten, and I can only wait until the end of the ninth reincarnation and the time when I become an immortal, I can remember everything about it.
And Bai He's obsession was how Fang Xiu brought him out of the wild abyss in the first place, how it ended this life.
When the white crane's heavenly demon body completely dissipated, Fang Xiu was still looking up at the sky, and he couldn't stop for a long time before letting out a long sigh.
"The Ninth Immortal...... The ninth generation became an immortal!"
Fang Xiu closed his eyes, slowly lowered his head, and then opened his eyes to look at the small Taoist temple that had already collapsed into ruins, and looked at the plaque with the True Monarch Temple written on it, all of which had turned black with dust, and he could only vaguely distinguish the handwriting on it.
On the mountainside, you can see the steep stone steps, at the end of the sky in the distance, and you can also see the curling smoke in the evening, which is a mortal village, where the Li people of the Great Zhou Dynasty live, and the smoke reveals a peaceful and quiet charm.
Hundreds of years ago, there was no Taoist temple here, a hundred years later there was a Zhenjun Temple, when the Zhenjun Temple was established, there were no people in this square mile, and now there are many villages, divided into counties.
"Everyone in the world is good for immortals, and who knows the price paid by cultivating immortals. ”
Before the sun set, Fang Xiu wiped the plaque of the True Monarch Temple and hung it on the gate.
With a wave of his hand, a streamer flew out from his sleeve, and the light passed through the gate and fell on the statue of the True Monarch that had accumulated dust in the temple, and in an instant, the idol let out a humming sound, suppressing the earth and the Taoist temple.
The light vibrated out layer by layer, and cracks and sealing arrays spread in the void, and the power of the heavens separated this small heaven and earth from the mountain.
This ruined Taoist temple disappeared little by little in this power, and no one could see this ruined True Monarch Temple anymore, and no one could enter it, except for Bai He and his three disciples.
When they become immortals in the ninth generation and return here, they may be able to see what Fang Xiu left for them inside.
After doing all this, Fang Xiu turned around and left, and did not fly, just stepped on the broken and mossy stone steps, and slowly descended.