Cihang Jingzhai.

Cihang Jingzhai is located in the Emperor Peak, and there is a stone plaque engraved on both sides of the mountain road with 'home in this mountain, and the clouds are deep and do not know where'. In the past, there should be two disciples of Cihang Jingzhai guarding here, one is to receive the distinguished guests who come to visit, and the other is to prevent the young people.

But today, not only were there more than a dozen guards standing guard next to the mountain gate that had been laxly defended in the past, but there was also a patrol of ten people galloping past in the distance. At the pavilion halfway up the mountain, there are two nuns dressed in elder costumes meditating quietly, looking into the distance vigilantly from time to time.

Of the two nuns, one has been shaved, and the other is cultivating with hair.

"Senior sister, do you know what happened in the door?" The nun who led the hair cultivation looked vigilantly in all directions, and then asked in a low voice with a faint curiosity flashing in her eyes.

They were ordered to return to the sect, but they didn't even know what was going on, so they were arranged to patrol and defend outside the mountain gate. Such a strict posture had never appeared in the history of Cihang Jingzhai, how could they not be curious.

"Hey, my sister has been stationed in the field all the year round, but I don't know that something happened to the mountain gate." The nun's expression changed, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes flashed with fear. Her voice trembled, as if she had thought of something terrible.

The nun paused for a moment and said in a low voice: "The rain pavilion is ruined!" ”

Rain Pavilion?

The nun who led the cultivation was full of confusion, and some couldn't come back to their senses.

The Rain Pavilion is located in the back mountain of Cihang Jingzhai, which is one of the most heavily defended places of the sect, and it is also a place for the sisters of the mountain gate to play and play after practice. This place is not of particular importance, even if it is destroyed, there is nothing, how can the mountain gate be so aggressive?

Could it be that someone sneaked into the mountain gate and destroyed the rain pavilion in full view of everyone as a provocation?

Thinking of what happened to Cihang Jingzhai in recent days, as well as the news of the birth of the first emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty and the protector of the country, her heart suddenly sank, and she said urgently: "Could it be that the Great Jin Dynasty made a move?" ”

The nun looked strange and shook her head slightly.

No?

The nun with hair became more and more puzzled, since it was not for Da Jin, why did the master have such a big movement. Even if the great master attacks, the master is not without the power to resist?

The nun was silent for a moment, and then murmured: "It's heaven!" ”

Sky!

The haired nun was completely confused, and blinked her clear eyes stupidly, with an expression that you are teasing me.

Heaven strikes at the division!?

This joke is not funny at all!

Cihang Jingzhai back mountain, rain pavilion.

The rain pavilion is located on a platform halfway up the mountain behind the emperor's peak, looking down at the bottomless mountain, you can see the sea of clouds rolling and turbulent, making people feel like they are in the legendary Yaochi fairyland. Especially when it rains, this place is even more dense, giving people the feeling of being in the heavenly palace.

It is precisely because of this kind of wonder that this place will become the favorite place of the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai.

It's just that today, the rain pavilion that once left good memories for countless Cihang Jingzhai disciples has disappeared, and there is a stone tablet with a height of one foot standing in place. The stele is as transparent as jade, and it is engraved with complex and strange patterns, which are brilliant and gorgeous under the hot sun.

And the once broad platform is now more than half broken.

If you look down from the fracture, you can see that the fracture is as smooth as a mirror, like a finely polished stone tool.

But in the eyes of many martial arts masters, this place was clearly cut down by a sword from top to bottom. If you look at the cliff here, you can see a heavenly divine soldier descending from the sky, as if to cut off this earth!

Even Fan Qinghui, the top master of Cihang Jingzhai, could not have the slightest resistance in the face of that terrifying sword intent that could not be described. She even had a feeling that if she faced the person who destroyed the rain pavilion, she might not even be able to take a look from the other party!

After all, the sword path that seemed to cut through the heavens and the earth was just a little sword intent left on the cliff!

On the mountain road outside the platform, Fan Qinghui and a group of important people from Cihang Jingzhai sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning one by one, and their faces were full of worry.

They have been sitting here for three days, and they have been here for three days.

But after three days, they didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, and they didn't see anyone else appearing. Everything here is as if it were the work of Heaven as the disciple who witnessed it that day said!

Fan Qinghui's face was full of exhaustion, and he looked at the other people whose eyes were red and who were also full of exhaustion, and hesitated: "Everyone, what do you think of this matter?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, frowning and speechless.

Heavens, nature is impossible.

But let's not talk about what kind of cultivation it takes to cut off the cliff with a sword, and don't say how shocking the sword intent left on it is. The most important thing is that the other party has concealed hundreds of masters in Cihang Jingzhai. In other words, if the other party has the heart, it is enough to do whatever he wants in Cihang Jingzhai.

And whether it is a peerless master who lurks on the side and can do whatever he wants, or he has suffered from heavenly punishment. For Cihang Jingzhai, it is not a good thing.

Cihang Jingzhai has always regarded himself as the spokesperson of the way of heaven, presiding over the righteous way of the world and intervening in imperial disputes. If it is thought that Cihang Jingzhai has suffered a heavenly punishment, not to mention what the fellow Taoists in the rivers and lakes think, the disciples of the sect will definitely deviate from morality. But if people know that there is a peerless master who is snooping on Cihang Jingzhai's side, and has the ability to do whatever he wants in Cihang Jingzhai, what should the disciples think?

The most troubling problem is that there must be an explanation for this matter. If you continue to remain silent, it will only make things more complicated.

Everyone was full of helplessness, and they really didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a cry full of joy sounded from the mountain road below: "Found it, Uncle Wuxiu has found the record of the rain pavilion." ”

Everyone looked at each other when they heard this, and some couldn't react.

What does it mean to find the record of the rain pavilion?

While everyone was puzzled, a middle-aged nun with crow's feet in the corners of her eyes galloped from the bottom of the mountain, holding two things in her hands. One of them is a codex left by Cihang Jingzhai's ancestors, and there is also a one-and-a-half-foot-long scroll.

The nun came to Fan Qinghui, respectfully handed over the two items, and said in a little hurry: "Uncle Wuxiu has a word, the lord of the fasting will understand the changes here after seeing these two things. ”

The crowd looked puzzled, but they didn't know what to say.

Wuxiu is the only remaining old-timer of Cihang Jingzhai, and everyone sitting there should at least shout Uncle Shi. For this sect patriarch who has long since stopped asking about the world and guards the Tibetan Pavilion all day long, everyone still has a certain good impression.

It's just that why did Uncle Wuxiu know about this?

Fan Qinghui was also puzzled, but she did not hesitate, but directly took the two items handed by the nun.

Wuyun!?

When Fan Qinghui saw the name on the codex, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and her expression showed a faint sadness and nostalgia.

It turned out to be Master's Codex?

At the same time, she was even more puzzled in her heart, Master's Codex had been read more than once, and the most important thing was that Master had been dead for decades, how could there be a record here?

Fan Qinghui was at a loss, but he instinctively opened the page on the codex that had already been marked.

In the eight hundred and fifty-seventh years of the first emperor, there were celestials and demons to suppress the emperor and set foot on the peak!

Fanqing Huiguan was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. She never remembered that there was still this record in the master's codex, and there were celestial people who suppressed demons in the emperor's peak?

This, just kidding, right?

When the others saw Fan Qinghui's expression, they became more and more curious in their hearts, and they were a little eager.

Is there really a record of this?

But what did the Lord of the Fasting see that he would have such an expression?

Fan Qinghui came back to his senses after half a ring, and handed the codex to everyone in a somewhat distracted manner. The others eagerly took the Codex, and then fell into a state of confusion.

After a moment, everyone's eyes widened, and no one spoke.

Most of them were Wuyun's disciples, and even if they hadn't read the codex.

The handwriting, there is definitely no problem, it is completely Wuyun's handwriting. There is not even a trace of alteration in the Codex, and the traces of the pen and ink are all left decades ago.

But the biggest problem is that they don't remember this description in the Codex at all. If one person may forget, but it is impossible for all people to have amnesia, right?

And the change of the rain pavilion has just appeared in the past two days. If there had been such a thing more than 100 years ago, there is no reason why everyone would not be impressed!

Evil!

It's too evil!

For a moment, even the most daring person couldn't help but feel chills in his hands and feet.

They looked at each other, but no one spoke. Because they don't know what they can say or what they need to ask.

"By the way, what is that scroll?" When a nun saw the scroll in the hand of the visitor, she suddenly spoke.

The others were attracted to the picture scroll in the hands of the visitor.

Uncle Wuxiu said that after reading these two things, you will understand the mysteries. Now that the Codex has been read, this scroll is naturally the key.

The person who came did not hesitate and respectfully handed it to Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui hurriedly took it, and didn't even bother to return the gift. She couldn't wait to open it in front of everyone. When she saw the scene on the scroll, her eyes suddenly turned into brass bells, and she exclaimed in a high voice: "Impossible. ”

She froze there, not even noticing that the scroll in her hand was rolling to the ground unconsciously.

The scroll fell to the ground and was half-concealed and displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

A peerless beauty with white hair fluttering stands proudly in the sky, and below is the scene of the emperor's peak. Although it is just a picture scroll, the aura exuded by the beauty gives everyone a kind of vastness and heaviness like the sky. Although the Emperor Peak is majestic, it has become a foil for others at this time.

Ant!

At that moment, they only felt as humble as ants. I couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground and repent of my blasphemous behavior of looking directly at the goddess!

What a terrible breath, what a terrifying powerhouse!

This was the first thought of everyone, and when they noticed the face of the beautiful woman, only one last thought remained, impossible!

"This, this is the concubine noise!"

Halfway through, someone whispered dryly with a blank face.

"Gollum."

Someone secretly swallowed his saliva, nodded equally blankly, and almost wrote the word bewilderment on his face.

Concubine Xuan is the former saintess of Cihang Jingzhai, and they have grown up with their own eyes, how can everyone not recognize it. But they don't understand why there is a portrait of Shi Fei Xuan here.

And the concubine Xuan in the picture scroll, whether it is too forgetful temperament or terrifying strength that everyone dare not imagine, is much worse than the girl in their memory!

If it weren't for everyone's good cultivation, they would have used countless MMPs to express their confused feelings.

Everyone was silent for a moment and looked at Fan Qinghui. They needed an explanation, an answer to all of this.

Fan Qinghui had already recovered her indifferent expression, and her beautiful face had a thoughtful look, as if she had understood everything now. She didn't show anything unusual about everyone's gaze.

But only she knew that she was no better than others, and her heart was dazed and full of doubts.

It's just that as the lord of Cihang Jingzhai, even if she doesn't see anything, she must maintain enough self-confidence at this moment of panic.

And at the moment when the scroll unfolded, no one noticed that the stone tablet not far away was covered with a faint divine light. Suddenly, the divine light on the stone tablet was magnificent, and countless mysterious divine texts rose to the sky, like white dragons cruising in the void.

In the void, there was a sigh: "Dream back to ancient times, watch the sea become mulberry field." For 4,000 years, I have read all the vicissitudes of life. I sat on the emperor for two hundred years, and finally became a Taoist. ”

The voice was ethereal, as if it had descended from the nine heavens, and it seemed to come from a long past.

His voice carried an indescribable loneliness and loneliness, which made everyone feel sad and sad, and the corners of their eyes were unconsciously soaked with tears.

They were horrified and looked sideways at the stele, but they couldn't stop the tears in the corners of their eyes.

What level of cultivation has this person reached, just a word that I don't know when I left, can actually affect my mood!

And that!?

Don't!

Dreaming back to ancient times, traveling through the red dust for 4,000 years, the picture scroll of the master concubine who should not exist!

There were no stupid people, and they instantly connected everything together, and thought of the almost impossible answer.

"Master, the disciple is back!"

At the same time, a complex voice sounded from the void again.

The divine text roams in the sky above the stone stele, forming a looming portal. Through the colorful portal, everyone vaguely saw a graceful figure inside. Her figure seems to be imaginary, as if she could move from illusion to reality at any time!

Fan Qinghui looked at the looming figure in the portal, tremblingly reached out to hold something, and said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "Okay, good boy, just come back." ”

She was excited for a moment, but did not get a response from the portal, so she reluctantly suppressed the excitement and surprise in her heart, looked at everyone, and smiled: "Senior sisters, have you ever understood?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and their feelings were complicated and indescribable.

Clearer is clearer.

However, traveling through the past has even changed a small part of history!

Even if it is only the most insignificant point in the long history, it is something that many people can hardly imagine.

The saintess who once made Cihang Jingzhai proud, let the world's talents chase, and humiliated Cihang Jingzhai, how far has she grown now!?

They don't know, they can't think of it.

But they know one thing, this day is about to change!

It is not only the day of Cihang Jingzhai, but also the day of Kyushu in the Central Plains!

A master and concubine who has traveled through the past 4,000 years and realized the Tao fruit in the long river of history, who in the world can stop it?

Yuan Tiangang can't, and neither can the First Emperor!

"Congratulations to Senior Sister, congratulations to Concubine Huo's nephew for a great opportunity and enlightenment."

"Congratulations, Senior Sister, Concubine Huo is the first disciple in our Jingzhai history to realize the Dao Fruit."

"Giggles, senior sister finally got what she wanted and found the best heir, which is really the envy of the sisters."

"Yes, concubine and nephew, hey, a new generation of people for the old."

After everyone came to their senses, they congratulated Fan Qinghui one after another, and their eyes were full of envy and a touch of awe.

Fan Qinghui smiled, and couldn't help but be happy in her heart.

She knew that everyone was making a statement to herself.

At this moment, no one was interested in mentioning the humiliation that Concubine Xuan had caused Cihang Jingzhai to do, and no one was mentioning the rumors that Concubine Xuan had secretly communicated with the Demon Sect.

At this moment, she became the most talented disciple of Cihang Jingzhai for a hundred years, no, the most genius in history, the sacrosanct and inviolable saint of Cihang Jingzhai.

As for the humiliation that Shi Fei Xuan once encountered, no, no, it was just a small calamity that the Buddha had brought on his pious disciples, a tribulation that tested the disciples' hearts and piety. Otherwise, how could Concubine Huo have made such great progress, and how could she travel through the past and realize the Dao Fruit in a short period of time?

Facts have proved that in the past, he and others complained about it, but they did not understand the true meaning of the Buddha and did not understand the deeper meaning.

Everyone looked at each other with a smile, and the unhappiness and disagreement of the past all disappeared without a trace unconsciously. As for the current saintess Qin Mengyao, she also seems to have been forgotten.

Their faces were full of longing, as if they had seen the day when Cihang Jingzhai was shocking the world!

No, that day is not far off.

Everyone looked at the dense portal, and their hearts were extremely hot.

They decided to spend the next time building a hut here, carefully understanding the teachings of the Buddha, experiencing the true meaning of the tribulations experienced by the master and concubine, and seeing with their own eyes the scene that will surely become a legend!