Chapter 6: The Legend of the Immortals' Longevity
Legend has it that five thousand years ago, there were not as many cultivators in Tuyan City as there are now, most of them were mortals, and there was an official mansion above.
Ziyuan's ancestor is surnamed Wang, his ancestor is a big family in the city, his father is kind and charitable, righteous and talented, and he also opened a warehouse to release grain in a disaster year, saving the people from fire and water, and has a very good reputation in Tuyan City.
However, the Purple Yuan Ancestor was devoted to the Tao, and when he was a teenager, he entered the monastic sect to do penance, but due to his limited qualifications, he failed to cultivate for ten years, and he did not even enter the Kaiyuan Realm, so he gave up the monastic path to help his father run the family.
Purple Yuan Ancestor is kind-hearted, and after ten years of penance, his personality is more calm, but his good deeds are the opposite of his father's, and he never publicizes them. If his father did something missing, he would do it secretly, and he would do it silently if his father didn't do it.
But if there is a grievance in Tu Yan City, he will stand up and fight or resolve the grievance, but he never leaves a name. If the government decides the case unfairly, he will also take care of it, and secretly collect evidence to rehabilitate the wronged.
What's more, he once sneaked into the prison and lived in the same room with the criminals for several days, carefully understanding whether there were any grievances, and then secretly sending the situation of the wronged criminals to the government, which also gave the government a headache. However, the evidence was conclusive, and due to the power and prestige of the Wang family, the original offender had to be acquitted.
During that time, there were very few unjust prisons in Tuyan City, all thanks to the Purple Ancestor.
When the Purple Yuan Ancestor was fifty years old, he had a dream that an immortal would descend to earth.
The immortal said: "There is a sun and moon in the sky, and it is good to divide yin and yang." Your father's deeds are good, good deeds and everyone knows, so the family is prosperous and enjoys a hundred years. And your deeds are yin and good, and you do good deeds that no one knows, and you do not want to be famous. The original Ru Shou also has a hundred years, but your actions are in line with the way of heaven and the people, so you are given five hundred years of life. Then the immortal drifted away.
The next day, the Purple Yuan Ancestor had an epiphany, and after ten years of unsuccessful penance, he magically entered the Kaiyuan Realm. Since then, he has advanced by leaps and bounds, cultivating all the way to the Jindan realm, and founded the Ziyuan Sect, and sat in the sect when he was more than five hundred years old.
Whether this matter is true or false is unknown, but the Purple Yuan Ancestor is indeed a master of the Jindan Realm, and he has indeed lived for more than five hundred years. Of course, the longevity of the Jindan master is more than 500 years, and there are few more than 600. And the Tianyuan Mirror cultivators have a lifespan of more than 200 years, and the Lingtai Mirror has a lifespan of more than 100 years, and the Kaiyuan Realm cultivators have a slightly longer lifespan than mortals.
The current sect leader of the Ziyuan Sect is the descendant of the Wang family, the twenty-second grandson of the Ziyuan ancestor, and the Wang family is also in charge of the high-level Ziyuan Sect.
Zhou Yang heard Uncle Zhong talk about this, but he didn't believe that the Purple Yuan Ancestor had a dream and entered the Dao, which must be exaggerated. However, his work is also influenced by this story, being kind to others, doing things in a low-key manner, people don't offend me, I don't offend people.
Of course, he still has a thought in his heart, that is, if someone wants to offend me, I will repay it a hundred times.
When Zhou Yang returned to Tuyan City, it was already morning, the city gate had just opened, and the only remaining teleportation circle outside the city gate was also guarded by several Ziyuan Sect disciples. This array has been going on for thousands of years, and the exclusive Ziyuan Sect connects Anping City, which is closest to Tuyan City.
He passed by the teleportation array, and the disciples of the Ziyuan Sect didn't care, because Zhou Yang at this time was unkempt and ragged, almost like a beggar, and he would definitely not recognize him if he didn't look closely.
The north side of the Ziyang River in the city is the most lively place in the city, with large and small shops and pavilions stretching for ten miles, crowded with people, and it is very spectacular.
In the north, there is Liberty Square City, which is a place where small traders who cannot afford to rent shops set up their stalls, and they are very popular for buying and selling freely.
Zhou Yang entered the city, crossed the city of Liberty Square, walked across the Qingyang Bridge, and there were occasional birds chirping above his head, whistling by, and it was faintly visible that there were cultivators sitting on the birds, which was the flying spirit beast.
In Tuyan City, flying magic weapons and magic weapons are too expensive, and there are very few users, even if this flying spirit beast is not something that low-level cultivators can ride.
When they arrived at the gate of Ziyuan Sect, the disciples guarding the door saw Zhou Yang coming, and just wanted to stop him, Zhou Yang said loudly: "I am Zhou Yang, and the two senior brothers are working hard. ”
The disciples at the gate looked at Zhou Yang who was in rags, and there was a different color in their eyes. One of them said: "It turned out that Senior Brother Zhou came back, and I haven't seen him for many days, why did he make it like this?"
"It's hard to put into words. Uncle Zhong is inside the door?" Zhou Yang shook his head self-deprecatingly, and said again.
"Oh, Uncle Zhong has confessed, if you come back, you must go to see him immediately, Uncle Zhong is inside the door."
"Thank you, two senior brothers, I'm going to see my uncle now. With that, Zhou Yang gave a slight salute to the two outer disciples, and then walked towards the sect.
"Alas, it's another unlucky guy, this kid doesn't return after the deadline, how can he make it like asking for food, miserable!"
"He's also quite pitiful, it's not easy for an orphan to get to this day, and he was expelled from the sect...... Alas!"
The outer disciples practiced at the foot of Ziyuan Peak, the inner disciples were on the mountainside, and the elite disciples and the upper echelons of the sect were practicing at the top of the peak. Ziyuan Peak is the highest mountain in the city, and there are also many training grounds, and there are thousands of houses in the outer gate sub-area alone.
At the foot of the mountain there is a large square with a quadrangular platform in the middle, and this place is the place where the first son of the clan competes. The table is shrouded in a formation, which is usually closed, and those who have a fighter can only use it by application.
The competition square is the place where you must pass through to enter the sect, there is a huge stone tablet next to the competition platform, the name of the tablet, there is a list of the top 100 disciples in the monthly competition, and there are changes every month.
The words on the stele appear and disappear from time to time, not depicted, but projected on the stele with a formation, which is very peculiar. In addition to displaying the rankings, the list also has a function, which is to announce the things in the sect, such as rewards and punishments.
Zhou Yang walked straight to the tablet, which was the ranking of this month's competition, and he saw a familiar name: Binglan.
Bing Lan is an elite disciple in the sect, and in the middle of the Lingtai Realm, he is the person who appears in his dreams every day, and it is estimated that he is also the person in the dreams of the majority of male disciples in the sect.
In fact, Zhou Yang had only seen Binglan from afar a few times, and every time he was surrounded by elite disciples around her, he only saw it from a distance in the gap between the wolves, and he felt that his heart was beating faster.
Binglan is sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, a slender waist, snow-white skin, and delicate facial features carved like white jade. On weekdays, I don't apply powder, I wear a plain skirt, and the water comes out of the hibiscus, which is naturally carved and decorated, showing a natural and elegant beauty.
She is not only beautiful, but also has a high cultivation, and she stepped into the middle stage of the Lingtai very early, and now it should be the late stage, which is a lot higher than Zhou Yang.
Not only that, Binglan is also proficient in music and painting, and the sound of the piano in one hand is like the fairy music of the empty valley, which makes people intoxicated.
Although Zhou Yang loves beauties, he is also self-aware. He is also handsome and upright, a talent, but the realm is average, the net worth is average, and the net worth is generally not exact, he should be poor, very poor, so in most cases it is just a fantasy.
But today, in such a depressed situation, he was a little impulsive when he saw the name of the lover in his dreams.
"When the master has made a fortune and his skills have improved, he will swatt those flies to death first, and then ...... Hey, hey, hey!"
At this time, if anyone sees it, they will definitely be very curious, a beggar standing under the stone monument in a daze, drooling, his eyes straight, this look is either crazy or stupid.
Suddenly, Zhou Yang woke up from his fantasy, he also felt his saliva, hurriedly wiped it with his hand, and swept around with a weak heart, and then straightened his tattered clothes and continued to look at the stone tablet.
The ranking list disappeared after half a pillar of incense, and a few lines of text appeared: "Five days later, the disciple's promotion competition began." ”
"Elder Wang will select a personal disciple from among the newly promoted inner disciples. ”
"Outer disciples Wu Zhengli and Zhou Yang violated the rules of the door and were removed from the list with immediate effect. ”
There are also those who are as unlucky as himself, Zhou Yang didn't have much surprise when he saw it, but there was a faint sadness in his heart. In the five years of Ziyuan Sect, he has regarded the sect as his home, and he is reluctant and unwilling.
"If you explain the matter of Danfang to the sect, maybe you can keep it, but can you ensure your own safety? Although you don't know much about the key to Danshu, it is a priceless treasure for some people! Once the news leaks out, it is difficult to guarantee that no one in the sect will seize the treasure and destroy it, and in the face of such temptation, people's hearts are unpredictable, and they must not confide in anyone about their treasure. Zhou Yang thought secretly.
"Uncle Shi can be in the house!" Zhou Yang said loudly in front of a fine house.
"Little Yangzi, is that you?" leaned slightly, and a deep voice came from inside the room.
"It's the disciple. ”
"Come on in. ”
Zhou Yang pushed the door in, and a gray-clothed cultivator was standing up from the futon, in his fifties, with a thin face, medium build, and a slightly flushed face looking at Zhou Yang, very excited.
"See Uncle Shi!"
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Uncle Zhong didn't rush to ask why Zhou Yang returned late, but said with a concerned face: "Are you injured?"
Uncle Zhong reached out to his wrist, and after a few breaths, he exhaled lightly: "I have suffered internal injuries, but now I am fine, what happened to the end?"
Zhou Yang's heart was hot, "Uncle Shi, the first son has been trapped in the ...... of Cloud Piercing Peak in recent days" Zhou Yang roughly repeated the previous process to Uncle Zhong, but the matter of the key to Danshu was omitted, and he only said that he was hiding in the tree hole. And put the wild boar meat in the house, and said that Uncle Shi would taste it.
"It's strange that there is such a strange place under the Cloud Piercing Peak. It's good that you're okay, but ... Alas!"
"Uncle Shi doesn't have to be like this, the disciple is here to bid farewell to Uncle Shi."
"Looks like you already know. I asked the sect for you to take an extra ten days of leave, and this is the longest vacation for the outer disciples except for completing the tasks in the sect. Then you did not return to the sect, and when the criminal law elder learned of this, he removed you according to the rules of the sect. ”
"Thank you, uncle. It's okay, I've found a place to go, so Uncle Shi doesn't have to worry. ”
"Find a good place to go, where to go, and how to practice in the future?"
"I have rented a house, and I will continue to practice, so Uncle Shi doesn't have to worry about it. ”
After being silent for a long time, Uncle Zhong said, "That's fine. There are some spirit stones here, you can take them and settle down first. ”
Zhou Yang did not refuse, and took the spirit stone bag.