Chapter 200: Things Are Wrong
The Dao Saints were very surprised by the violent reaction of the girl who led the way.
Xuanyuan Dao Saint said lightly: "Female doll, this saint doesn't know much about the Dao. β
"Excuse me, is it already a great deal for Luo to say the name of this formation?"
When the girl heard this, she was immediately embarrassed: "Ah, this ......"
On the side, the white-clothed instrument saint smiled slightly, and said, "Sword saint, this female doll is hindered by her duties, and it is inconvenient to disclose it to us. β
"I'll answer your questions."
The Instrument Saint, after all, is a person in the four arts, and he still has some understanding of the battle path.
The white-clothed Saint pointed to the array in front of him and said, "As far as this saint knows, this array was formed by the Holy Ruins Empress 30,000 years ago. β
"But for 30,000 years, no one has ever been able to recognize this formation."
"Not only do I not know how this formation is refined, but I don't even know the name of the formation."
"Therefore, Luo Xiaoyou can break the name of this formation in one word, which will surprise the female doll so much."
The girl immediately cast a grateful glance at the white-clothed saint.
Xuanyuan Sword Saint suddenly realized, and said strangely: "This saint only thought that Luo Xiaoyou's attainment in the four techniques was extremely high, but he didn't expect that even the four techniques were extraordinary. β
"It's breathtaking."
The rest of the Dao saints nodded their heads one after another, deeply impressed.
When others were surprised by Luo Fu's knowledge.
Luo Fu was here, but because of a certain sentence of the white-clothed saint, his mind flew away.
He noticed that the girl had used the words "30,000 years ago."
In other words, the Holy Ruins Empress is at least 30,000 years old.
Good guys, this is no joke.
The Empress of the Holy Ruins has reached the "end of her life".
The so-called three tribulations at the end of life are the greatest tribulations that a monk in the world has encountered in his life.
The Heavenly Tribulation is the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation that the monk will encounter when he tries to feather and ascend.
Shou Tribulation, a human monk, the maximum life limit that can live is 30,000 years old in the Great Perfection of the Immortal Dao.
Heart Tribulation is a human monk who has never been able to soar to success in the long years, resulting in self-doubt and confusion.
Among the three tribulations at the end of life, the heart tribulation is the smallest and the easiest to overcome.
If you work hard and through various means, you can barely survive 30,000 years old, but you usually don't prolong your life too much.
The catastrophe is the largest, and there is basically no room for maneuver, either success or failure, and the probability of failure is extremely high.
However, the concept of "three tribulations at the end of life" is rarely known in the world.
Luo Fu's gaze swept over several Dao Saints in front of him.
These Dao Saints are only in their early years, and they are still very early in the 30,000-year-old "Shou Tribulation", and it is impossible for them to know the existence of this concept.
"Hmm." Luo Fu groaned and nodded silently.
He secretly said in his heart: "It seems that the Empress of the Holy Ruins is indeed a legendary figure, this person can live past 30,000 years, and he must have used a powerful elixir or magic weapon to extend his life." β
At this time, the girl said, "Distinguished guests, please join the battle with the juniors." β
With that, the girl took out a spirit rune and lightly pasted it on the glowing curtain of the "Ten Thousand Methods Imprisoning the Immortal Array".
Then, a crack opened, and everyone rushed in.
As soon as the wine saint stepped into the battle, he clasped his fists with both hands to Luo Fu: "Alas, hey, big brother, the little old man has long been hungry!" β
"At this time, the Canglan Dao has not yet begun, and the hundred ways of the sons are in full swing, so the little old man will go to find a good wine to drink!"
After saying that, the wine saint laughed strangely, turned into a flash of fire, and flew towards the depths of the fairy island.
The girl hurriedly said to the back of the Wine Saint: "Hey, Senior Wine Saint, I haven't assigned you a place to live yet!" β
In the distance, a voice from the wine saint floated in: "Little old man doesn't need to live, he will be happy all day long in the place of wine!" Alas, hey, hey! β
The Dao Saints shook their heads speechlessly.
Subsequently, the girl gave several Taoist saints a residence waist card.
Because the medical saint Luo Qingfeng is the introducer of Luo Fu, Luo Fu followed the medical saint to stay in the holy ruins fairy island, the "saint" name, the sixteenth jade pavilion.
Although the eldest grandson Haotian wanted to follow Luo Fu, he was not introduced, but came to observe the Tao in person, so he could only go to live in the "Immortal" Jade Pavilion.
"Luo Xiaoyou, in this case, let's see you in two days, the Holy Ruins Immortal Palace, and the vicissitudes of the road." Breaking the Void Sword Saint, Xiahou Tianyang said goodbye to Luo Fu.
He had just been resurrected, and he had some old friends he hadn't seen for many years, and he was going to visit.
The rest of the Dao Saints also had their own purposes, and immediately separated from Luo Fu with their fists, and agreed to meet at the scene of the Canglan Dao two days later.
Luo Fu and everyone parted one by one, and then followed the medical saint to his residence.
The holy jade building is located at the top of a towering fairy mountain.
Luo Fu stood in front of the window and looked out, but saw that above the fairy island, there was a prosperous scene of thousands of lights.
This scene is not like the holy ruins, but more like the prosperous night scene of a developed country.
The medical saint pointed to the brightly lit place and said with a smile: "At this time, the scattered cultivators of the Hundred Paths are gathering together, discussing their own experiences and performing their best performances. β
"Luo Xiaoyou, the day after tomorrow is the day of the canglan discussion, and you have been in retreat for a long time, you might as well go to the scene of Zhuzi Baidao and scatter your mind."
As he spoke, the medical saint raised his hand and pointed to the curtain that shrouded the sky: "Don't worry, in this Canglan Holy Ruins, no monk can use the exercises. β
"This is the rule set by the Holy Ruins Empress, therefore, you don't need to worry about your own safety, no one can hurt you."
Luo Fu nodded.
Of course he knew that.
And the inability to use the exercises is naturally one of the effects of the "Ten Thousand Methods Imprisoning the Immortal Array".
From the moment Luo Fu stepped into the formation enchantment, the meridians in his body had been blocked.
The medical saint said: "However, there are still a few places where you can perform exercises, but there are also quite a few restrictions, if you go shopping, you will naturally understand." β
Luo Fu arched his hand and said goodbye to the medical saint for a while.
Canglan Holy Ruins, the lower floor, the Holy Ruins Immortal Island.
Luo Fu was rarely idle, so he came to the place where the lights of ten thousand homes were prosperous.
As far as you can see, it looks like a noisy and lively night market, with bright lights and people in front of you.
It seems that Luo Fu has stepped into the civilized world with this foot.
The wet bluestone slabs are spotless, clean and unbearable.
On both sides of the street, Qionglou Yuyu rises from the ground, and the lanterns on the eaves are colorful, and the colorful lanterns are hung.
Among the pedestrians who came and went, there were no mortals, all of them were long-established cultivators on the Canglan Continent, or from various top families.
Luo Fu felt very new about such a place.
While walking carelessly, he looked at the endless Qionglou on both sides of the road.
Inside a Qiong Tower, bursts of cheerful laughter and applause floated out.
Luo Fu raised his eyes and looked, and there were four big characters written on the Qiong Tower: Qindao Dojo.
In front of the door of Qionglou, there is a jade tablet, on which lines of small characters are written.
"The Qindao Dojo is mainly based on the exchange of the Qindao."
"If you are not in the piano path, you can only observe and listen, not make noise."
"In the Qin Dao Dojo, only the Qin Dao exercises can be used, and all other Dao exercises are prohibited."
Luo Fu let out an "oh", knowing that this is what the medical saint said, where individual exercises can be used.
Then he stepped in.
After Luo Fu entered the dojo, he didn't go deeper, but just leaned on the door casually to see the grand scene in the dojo.
At this moment, a woman in a white dress was sitting upright in the middle of the dojo, stroking the yaoqin.
A beautiful melody floats out on the strings from the beating of the ten snow-white onion fingers.
Luo Fu could see at a glance that this woman was a piano saint.
Around, thousands of loose cultivators also sat on the ground in an informal manner, their eyes slightly closed, listening to the beautiful sound of the piano as if they were fascinated.
Among the thousands of scattered cultivators, only more than 100 people are qin immortals in the qin road, and three people are qin saints.
The remaining 900 people are just "outsiders" who came to enjoy the piano.
Luo Fu savored it.
The sound of the piano is suddenly leisurely and elegant, and suddenly the rhythm is like a march, which makes people rise and fall in the contradiction between serenity and trendiness.
What's more, those who listen to this song can be "moved" in the realm, which greatly benefits the monk's cultivation!
Luo Fu smiled and nodded silently, and said secretly in his heart: She played well, this woman has mastered the essence of "Canglan Pilgrimage".
When the woman finished playing, she immediately won a full house.
A qin immortal stood up excitedly: "Jade Girl Qin Sheng, this qin song is so vivid to listen to, it is really the only one in the life of this qin immortal." β
"Dare to ask the Jade Maiden Qin Sheng, what is the name of this song?"
The jade girl Qin Saint stood up with her bare jade feet and smiled softly at the audience: "This piano score is the "Canglan Pilgrimage Song", which has been lost for three million years. β
"Ben Sheng and his family teacher, it took one hundred and fifty years to recompose this song, but it is only a residual score, not even a tenth of the full score."
"According to ancient records, if you can master the full score of this song, you can not only cultivate your sentiment, move the realm, but even use it for battle."
"It's a pity that this saint's attainment is too shallow, far from reaching that height, which makes all fellow Daoists laugh."
Luo Fu smiled slightly and quietly exited the door.
At this time, there were bursts of exclamations floating from the Qindao Dojo.
"My Xianqin God, it turned out to be "Canglan Pilgrimage Song", I heard that this song was created by the ancestor of the Qin Dao 'Tianyin Qin Sheng' eight million years ago, because of his admiration for the Penglai Divine Ancestor Su Fu!"
"This song is infused with the enthusiasm of Tianyin Qin Sheng, and the endless heart, it can really be described as ......"
At this point, Luo Fu was already walking away.
Eight million years later, when he heard the Canglan pilgrimage song again, the clouds and smoke of the past slowly flashed in Luo Fu's mind.
"Divine Ancestor, down there is the Tianyin Qin Saint!"
"Everyone else admires you, hum, but Benqin Sheng wants to love you!"
"I have written a piano score for you, and after you listen to it, you will definitely fall in love with it!"
Eight million years ago, the picture of Tianyin Qin Saint holding a Yaoqin and trespassing into the "Penglai Dojo" is still fresh in Luo Fu's mind.
At that time, the immortal Dao powers of the Penglai Divine Domain and even the Canglan Continent all came to listen to Su Fu's preaching.
And the young Tianyin Qin Saint boldly and passionately courted Su Fu, and even tried to capture Su Fu's love with a piece of piano rhythm.
Such a naΓ―ve and courageous behavior makes Luo Fu laugh when he thinks about it now.
But then, Luo Fu's smiling face revealed a faint loneliness between his eyebrows.
"Eight million years, things are not people."
"The brave little girl back then has long since turned into the dust of history."
With the flick of his fingers, when Luo Fu regained his memory, it was already eight million years, and it had passed in a flash.
The world is still that world.
And the people are no longer the people they used to be.
The music of the old man's piano made Luo Fu, who was originally relaxed, feel a faint layer of sentimentality in his heart.
He walked with steps, walking on the clean bluestone pavement, and his expression was leisurely.
On both sides of the road, Qionglou like the "Qindao Dojo" is one after another.
Hundreds of ways, all kinds of dojos, endlessly, hundreds of schools of thought contend.
From time to time, Luo Fu would come across a dojo of interest, and he would go in and have a look, but only as a bystander.
Until, a few figures jumping rapidly on the top of the Qiong Towers pulled Luo Fu's attention back.
"Huh? It seems to be the imperial heir of the six god dynasties. β
Luo Fu frowned slightly.
In the sky, six figures quickly shuttled under the night.
When those figures flew over Luo Fu's head, a voice made Luo Fu frown slightly.
"I've found her, chase her, don't let her escape!"
"Hahaha! It's so lucky that our Eternal God Dynasty found that girl one step earlier than the other five God Dynasty! β