Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Different World
Somewhere, on top of the towering mountains, there is a huge complex of ancient buildings, with Qiong Tower, a palace, and a quaint residence. The age of the building is not exquisite, I don't know what kind of material it is, but the style is atmospheric, revealing solemnity, sacredness, and a little ethereal and illusory, which is so incongruous compared with today's steel and concrete.
Because of geographical reasons, the whole mountain range is covered with snow all the year round, and what is incongruous is that the green grass and flowers on the top plain, with depressions in the middle, form a lake, and the sparkling lake and the blue sky echo each other, like a blue gem inlaid on the green blanket, which is very beautiful.
On the surface of the lake, a peculiar white three-legged eagle swept by, and one paw grabbed a light yellow strange fish with long spikes on its body and four legs, and flew into the distance with a long roar.
Look carefully at the whole mountaintop, the grass is all over, the bushes are thick, there are mountains and rivers, and there are lakes and houses, and what is even more amazing is that there are strange creatures that have never heard of before, they are either hunting, or resting, or frolicking, all over this small place, making it like a small different world, and the scenery is as beautiful and magical as a fairyland.
If you look closely, on the steep cliff near the side of the complex, there is a middle-aged woman who is moving forward on the steep mountain wall in a posture unimaginable to a normal person, and the target seems to be the building complex next to the lake on the top of the mountain.
She was in tattered clothes, her breasts were exposed, blood was hanging from the corners of her mouth, her hair was messy, and there were many wounds on her body, although most of them had healed, but there were still a few large ones with blood.
"Who?"
When the woman in ancient costume climbed to the top of the mountain, a hundred meters away from the building complex, she suddenly showed two young men in their twenties, two of them dressed in ancient costumes, carrying long swords on their backs, and stopped the woman who was moving forward.
The woman in ancient costume ignored it at all, and continued to gallop, staying more than ten meters in front of the two, as if she couldn't hold on any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell to the ground with her head up.
The two young men saw that the woman in ancient costume did not talk, but came straight to him, and was about to draw a long sword to deal with it, but when the woman approached, he realized that it was not his own young lady.
"Inform the master of the house...."
In an antique house, a woman in ancient clothes is lying on a red bed, and there is a middle-aged man in his fifties next to him, dressed in a navy blue robe, simple and simple, and he is frowning and checking the woman's pulse.
The woman slowly opened her eyes and found that the trauma on her body was almost healed, and when she saw the man in front of her again, she instantly had tears in her eyes:
"Father-in-law, I...."
Before the woman finished speaking, the middle-aged man hurriedly stopped:
"Don't say much, Huang'er, your body is seriously injured, take a good time, and it's not too late to wait for the injury to heal."
The woman listened to the middle-aged man's words, did not stop, and said:
"Father-in-law, I went down the mountain with my useless slave Jedi Zi to find what the ancestor said, and I was lucky enough to get it somewhere in the Little Xing'an Mountains, but I met a man, he is..."
The woman was about to finish the rest of her words, but she stopped, as if remembering something, and was frightened, and did not dare to say more.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man wanted to ask something, but when he saw the woman with a frightened face, he kept looking at the roof, as if to signal himself, and suddenly felt that something was serious:
"Can't be said?"
The woman nodded, and the middle-aged man suddenly looked serious:
"Things matter?"
After saying that, he also seemed to mean something, and looked at the eaves above his head.
"Yes."
The middle-aged woman didn't talk nonsense, and said with certainty.
The middle-aged man looked hesitant, and after a while, as if he had made some kind of choice, he said;
"Let's go, without further ado, I'll take you to see the ancestor!"
After finishing speaking, he helped the woman on the bed, left without waiting for the woman's consent, and did not see how anxious the man's steps were, so he walked slowly to the door, his figure flashed, and then he carried the woman to a hundred meters away, as if shrinking into a foot, and went straight to the most central tower of the complex.
In front of a magnificent and solemn three-story tower, the middle-aged man and the woman named Huang'er stopped, the man put down the woman he was supporting, tidied up his clothes, and the woman followed suit, and the man waited for the woman to finish her work, and said in a voice that was not very useful to the tower, but seemed to be absolutely audible to the people inside:
"The disciple is leaving, see the ancestor, I hope the ancestor will meet, and the disciple has something important to report."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stood there with the woman and waited quietly.
After waiting for less than half an hour, the gate of the tower was magical, and it slowly opened automatically.
Seeing this, the man did not hesitate, and walked in with the woman.
The two of them went up to the third floor of the tower, the whole floor was empty, and there was no trace of decoration, only four logs supported the top of the tower, and only an old man wearing a white coat and mopping the floor with his beard mopping the floor, unable to see his actual age, quietly suspended one foot from the ground, closed his eyes and meditated.
Seeing the two of them coming up, the old man opened his eyelids, his body did not move, and asked in a tone without joy or sorrow:
"Your father and daughter should know that Ancestor and I are in retreat, but if you insist on asking to see me, it must be that what you reported is extraordinary, Li'er, you say slowly, Ancestor, I heard what made your head so panicked."
The man named Li'er first bowed to the old man, and then did not speak, but looked up at the top of the tower, and then at the old man, with a look of fear, as if he meant something.
The old man was puzzled at first, and then suddenly said:
"This matter involves the Heavenly Dao?"
The middle-aged man and woman obviously panicked when they heard the word Tiandao, but they didn't dare to respond to the old man's words, but the man's gesture was more obvious and exposed.
When the old man saw their situation, he understood the reason in his heart, and said indifferently:
"The prohibition here is my penance for a hundred years, and it can be portrayed by the Supreme Dao Law, but it can temporarily cover the heavens, and it has been opened just now, you don't have to be taboo about the Heavenly Dao, just say it."
When the middle-aged man and the woman next to him heard this, their expressions suddenly became less nervous, and the man gestured to the woman named Huang'er, and the woman slowly told what happened in Xiaoxinganling.
The old man listened very carefully and seriously, and when the woman finished speaking, he didn't speak, but just looked at the woman with a somewhat pale face, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a golden pill the size of a soybean floated in the palm of his hand, and there were bursts of refreshing fragrance on the pill into his nose:
"Although your external injuries have healed, you don't know that that day has injured your origin, if you don't heal, this life is destined to be difficult to further cultivate, and it will become more and more serious with time, and even regress in cultivation."
When the woman heard this, her face suddenly felt a little frightened. The old man continued:
"This is Pei Yuan Dan, as the name suggests, solid Pei Yuan, wait for you to go back, let your stepfather protect the Fa for you, use cultivation to help you turn this medicinal power into help you take it, and when you completely absorb the medicinal power, your original injury will be almost better."
The woman's face was ecstatic, she gently took the elixir in the old man's hand, put it in her sleeve, and then bowed deeply to the old man.
The old man waved his hand to indicate that he did not need to, and then closed his eyes again and meditated:
"If you two have nothing else to do, stand down." 、
When the man and woman heard the old man's words, they were obviously stunned, and they all looked at the old man with puzzled eyes, and they wanted to ask how to deal with the matter of reincarnation, but they didn't dare to ask.
Seeing that the two had not left, the old man chuckled, opened his eyes, and said to the two:
"Do you know why all newcomers to the sect have to meditate outside the sect for three days before participating in the sect training?"
The two looked at each other, and the man said:
"Isn't it going to test the determination and perseverance of the seekers?"
The old man smiled and said:
"No, if that meditation is a test of determination and perseverance, then the formal experience is not redundant, you don't have to guess, since you have already entered the Dao, you already know that although we and other cultivators, although they have escaped from the mortal world, they have many magical powers and a long lifespan than that mortal, but as a price, there are no heirs, the bloodline cannot be inherited, because they are separated from the six realms, let alone enter reincarnation, so they cannot be reincarnated, and eventually lead to the death of all people in this life, that is, the Tao disappears, completely ends all cause and effect, and disappears in this heaven and earth. There is no trace of any more existence. ”
After the old man said this, there was suddenly a trace of sadness between the eyebrows of the three people on the field.
"The meditation before entering the entrance is to ask you to think clearly, once you decide to cultivate the path and become a cultivator, unless you break the path and reverse the rules, otherwise there will be no way back."
The old man paused, as if he was a little sad, and continued:
"Those worldly ants envy our cultivators, but they don't know that we cultivators also have many restrictions, such as the Heavenly Dao above your and my heads, it sets up that rule, if we violate any of them, at least we will be haunted by demons and regress in our cultivation, or at worst the catastrophe will come and disappear, how can we be at ease."
The old man sighed, as if venting his dissatisfaction with the two of them, and then felt that he had digressed, and continued:
"The reincarnation you are talking about is like my ancestor."
After the old man finished speaking, he saw that his shirt instantly turned into nothingness, and then a suspended pale golden halo appeared in the middle of his neck, and the halo was tightly clasped around his neck.
Seeing this, the woman hurriedly nodded.
The old man sighed again:
"The reincarnation, as the name suggests, is the reincarnation of the reincarnation, as a reincarnation, the ancestor I also knew from the ancestor a few years ago."
"This is not a secret, it doesn't hurt to tell you to wait, although the cultivator cannot be reincarnated, but there are always exceptions, this reincarnation is the person who had a peerless obsession in the previous life, and cultivated to be on par with the Tao, for various reasons can not complete the obsession, when the body dies, because the obsession is not completed, although the Tao destroys all of it, but it cannot extinguish the obsession in his heart, so it leads to the reincarnation of that obsession as an adult."
When the two of them heard this, there was some horror in their eyes, and the man's eyes were more frightened than the woman's.
Seeing this scene, the old man smiled and said:
"You don't need to worry, although the reincarnation cultivator's cultivation in the previous life is on par with the Dao, but after all, it is not a broken Dao, you have been practicing for many years, you should know that there are three thousand avenues, and the Dao above your and my heads is only a small path in one of the three thousand avenues, that reincarnation has not been able to break through the small path in the previous life, not to mention that it has been reincarnated, and the cultivation is nothing, what are you afraid of as the head of the Tianshan Sect?"
"I don't have to hide it from you, this array was completed thousands of years ago, but I didn't dare to use it, that is, if there is a mistake, if one accidentally lets the Heavenly Dao know about this array, the ancestor and I will die, and I will be buried with you, and there will be no Tianshan faction in the world."
"But why do I get up today, I don't have to be afraid of this way, I don't hide it, the ancestor has broken through the way of this world decades ago, and now this way can't help the ancestor, so don't worry, I know very well as a reincarnation, if the reincarnation person does not awaken for a day, I don't know why the obsession on the body is obsessed, then it will be mortal for a day, at most it is just some small means, and it can't be put on the table."
After listening to the old man's words, the two of them instantly relaxed, and felt that the boulder in their hearts fell to the ground, especially the middle-aged man, who heard that his goddaughter had provoked a reincarnation at the beginning, and was struggling with whether to tie her up and send her to calm the man's anger.
The old man finally said:
"Although you don't have to care too much, but the identity of the reincarnation is special, it is difficult to find in the world, and the cause and effect involved in yourself are too great, so you should try not to be an enemy of it, even if it is an enemy, you must not kill it, so as not to involve the cause and effect of the body. The reincarnation is burdened with obsession and cause and effect, and even this Heavenly Dao and the Ancestor are afraid of three points, let alone you and other minor monks. ”
After hearing this, the two people in front of the old man had a solemn expression on their faces, and they bowed in unison and said:
'Follow the teachings of our ancestors! ”