Chapter 622: Mysterious Wounds

"Brother Tong, why bother?" Lin Feng, stepping on the surface of the lake, facing a dark shadow in front of him, said with a wry smile, "Today's words on the bow of the boat are really Lin's heartfelt words. ”

The shadow froze and did not move, and the voice of Tong Yuchun, the mysterious child, rose out of thin air, "Brother Lin's heartfelt words, Tong naturally remembered it, so he hurried overnight, but on the way, he saw that your courtyard had a new courtyard in the lake, which was quite interesting and was a distraction. ”

Lin Feng bowed his hand, "Previously, the master ascended to heaven and took away a lot of spiritual object formations, and in order to store the classics in the courtyard, we were rushing to repair a courtyard in the lake. Among them, ingenuity is not enough for outsiders. ”

Lin Feng said that he stopped speaking, and the heroic righteousness that swirled around his body was gradually released, and above the lake, in the night sky, there were quaint words that appeared one by one.

Xuanjizi didn't say anything more. After a stick of incense, the dark shadow in front of Lin Feng gradually retreated.

At the beginning of the confrontation between Xuanjizi and Lin Fenghu, at the entrance of the "Jade Lake Courtyard", the temperature suddenly dropped slightly. The night fog is also thick, and the lake breeze is slightly sent, and there are a few threads, like silk, which seem to be broken and fluttering over the plaque, and then each has its own direction.

Lin Feng returned, sat down a few times ago, and saw that there was only one point of light left in the painting axis, and it was moving rapidly in the direction of Yunyin Peak, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then picked up the pen and started painting in the painting axis. First there is the night lake, and then there is a flat boat。。。。。。

Xuanjizi got up and sat on the bow of the boat. The bow of the ship automatically turned around, and in a certain direction, it slowly sailed, and there were no waves below, and there was not a single splash. His eyes glowed with magic light, but he didn't look at the Jade Lake Courtyard.

In the courtyard of Yuhu Lake, the few traces of mist in the night suddenly gathered in the air, and quickly and silently burrowed into the water, like a water snake.

Immediately afterward, there was a dull sound from under the water, as if the earth was shaking, and all the lake water was stirred together to form a column of water with the thickness of a grinding plate, which shot into the air. Below the water column, in the middle of the submerged island, a bottomless black hole cracked directly.

The four true spiritual Confucian cultivators with compelling spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, each with one side, and the long sword in his hand was full of spiritual light, sealing the black hole in an instant.

"Only then did a true spirit-level ghost cultivator sneak in, and we immediately noticed it and suppressed it with a formation. Who knows, this ghost cultivator is cunning and abnormal, and immediately blew himself up. One of them, with a solemn face, said to Lin Feng, who came in a hurry.

The distraction of the True Spirit Ghost Cultivator made such a big noise, and before it blew itself up, I am afraid that I had already seen the secret here。。。。。。

Lin Feng's face changed, and he blamed himself, "It's all my negligence, just now that mysterious trick turned into a demon doppelganger and came to snoop, I went to stop it, but I didn't want others to take advantage of it." ”

During this period, it was a wartime state. In the realm of Confucianism, the monks of other sects, as well as the monks of the original Great Zhou, almost all of the true spirit level on the bright side have taken the initiative to withdraw, and they all go back, either ascending to heaven or going back to their own homes in the town, which is an extremely special situation like Xuanjizi. For those who remained, the Confucian sect also gave great surveillance. This is true of all six sects. But it's hard to guarantee that there is no such thing as a true spiritual monk who lurks deep and has not yet been discovered.

Lin Feng didn't suspect Xuan Jizi himself. Since Xuan Jizi came this time, Heilan Academy has done a detailed investigation of it. He was in the secret realm of Lushan Mountain in the human world, and he once took refuge in the Demon Sect, but there was no evidence or news that he had an affair with the Ghost Sect.

"This matter must be reported immediately," a Confucian cultivator with a slightly white beard pondered for a moment and said slowly, "That mystery has to be carefully watched, just in case." ”

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The small boat was gliding briskly, and it seemed to be heading towards the Yunyin Peak of the Canghai Academy that Lin Feng had said earlier. Xuan Jizi sat on the bow of the boat, his breath and expression as usual. But in his heart, it was like turning over a river and a sea! Fang had just ventured into the so-called Jade Lake Courtyard, and when he glanced at it in a hurry, he saw an extremely terrifying picture. A plausible picture of the world! There are iron birds like monks, flying high in the sky, and iron chariots like spiritual snakes, wandering among the mountains and mountains。。。。。。 In Xuanjizi's memory, there are no such bizarre historical records at all throughout the ages.

Although Xuan Jizi didn't know such words, he had such a feeling, or guess, in his heart. But what's the use of that? Xuanjizi is a pragmatist. Perhaps, the high-level of the sect knows. Xuanjizi, thinking of this, I can't make up my mind. Should I report it? If I do, will there be another order to stay here and find out the news?

Thinking of this, Xuan Jizi glanced in the direction of the Jade Lake Courtyard. He has successively sacrificed the demon cultivation clone and the ghost cultivation distraction, the Ming cultivation plank road is dark Chen Cang, and although these people in Hailan Academy will not suspect themselves for a while, but after a long time, it is difficult to say, after all, there are not many true spirit cultivators left now. Himself, a person with weak strength, had to follow what Lin Feng said, rush to Yunyin Peak of Canghai Academy as soon as possible, find the new dean to come to the book, pretend to be a return to life, and leave this place. Or go back to Daomen, or go to Yongzhou, and then make plans.

Canghai Academy, which is divided into Canglang Academy and Hailan Academy. The two branches are roughly bounded by an undulating Taijing mountain range, with Canglang on the left and Hailan on the right. The Canghai Academy is above the Taijing Mountain Sect, with the highest peak Yunyin Peak as the center, with a radius of five hundred miles.

Stepping on auspicious clouds and flying all night, Xuanjizi finally stopped.

Ahead, in the milky white mist formed by the Confucian Sect's righteous qi, the mountains and mountains loomed, hidden and majestic. On the outskirts, however, there are many buildings, scattered all over the place, fields, lakes, hillsides, valleys。。。。。。 It's not a city, it's like a large manor.

Xuanjizi slowly fell in front of a Taoist temple. This Taoist temple, called Yujing Temple, is located in the middle of the mountain, the location is very close to the Canghai Academy, there is a mountain stream flowing in front, and the apricot forest is surrounded by the back. There is no ordinary Taoist temple of incense and candles, and the sound of homework is extremely quiet.

The three sects of Confucianism and Taoism are on good terms, and each core area has permanent offices of the other two parties, similar to the embassies and consulates of later generations. This Yujing view is such an existence. If in the past, there were monks in the late stage of the True Spirit here, but at this moment, in the Yuyuan Temple, there is also a monk in the middle stage of the True Spirit, the Taoist name Song Qingzi, from the Sanqing Palace, one of the three avenue palaces of the Daomen.

Xuanjizi is from Ziyang Palace, so until now, he has contacted here. He knocked lightly on the door, took out the token, reported the history, and was immediately ushered into a quiet room in the back.

After a brief greeting, the white-haired and crane-faced Song Qingzi remained silent, waiting for Xuanjizi to explain his intentions. Xuanjizi took a sip of tea and explained his intention, but he said that he came much later this time.

Song Qingzi was silent for a moment, his face showed a hint of gloom, "There have been sudden changes, and there is chaos everywhere." Xuanji Dao friends went to Yunyin Peak and asked Mr. Bai of Canghai Academy to come up with a codex, which should be. Speaking of which, Mr. Bai and I usually move around a lot. And I summoned him. With that, he stretched out his hand to void a little, and a blue light flew out in an instant.

Xuan Jizi immediately got up and thanked him, "There is such a senior brother Lao Songqing." As he spoke, he flipped the palms of his hands, held up a jade bottle in the air, and slowly sent it to Song Qingzi.

Song Qingzi, his right hand was raised, and the spacious gold silk cuffs almost hung down to the ground, "The work of raising your hands, between the same door, there is no need to do this." ”

Xuanjizi, the gesture remained unchanged, and the jade bottle remained steady in place, "Before leaving, the palace master seemed to have expected it, and gave a Ziyang Pill, a fierce sword urn, and a spirit flying boat." The mystery is incompetent, I am afraid that this matter will require Senior Brother Songqing to bother more, so I implore Senior Brother Songqing to accept this Ziyang Pill. ”

Ziyang Pill, the Ziyang Pill given by the Palace Master of Ziyang Palace, as well as the Fierce Sword Urn and the Spirit Flying Boat。。。。。。

Song Qingzi, his eyes flashed with a trace of essence, and he looked at Xuanjizi fixedly for a moment, before he muttered, "I have heard of Xuanji Daoist, his qualifications and vision are extraordinary, and he is deeply favored by Uncle Ziyang. Speaking of this, he pondered for a moment, and then said, "Xuanji Daoist, stay, there must be another important task." But now the situation is weird, I am equivalent to staying behind for the Daomen, and I still need to be in touch with each other, and we can advance and retreat together. ”

Xuan Jizi bowed his head, and his face became a little gloomy, "Senior Brother Songqing said very much. After Xuanji finished doing things on Yun Yinfeng this time, he planned to return to the Daomen temporarily to see if there was anything that could be effective. When the time comes, maybe, he will trouble Senior Brother Songqing again. Senior Brother Songqing, if there is any entrustment, Xuanji will also serve himself. ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Song Qingzi nodded, and solemnly took out a token, "Song Qing is also a little bit of a good fellow, and now most of them have gone up, but there are still a few of them." If there is something wrong with the mysterious Taoist friends, it may be useful to find them with this thing. ”

After the "Ascension to Heaven", there were very few monks left in the late stage of the True Spirit, and there were not many monks in the middle stage of the True Spirit like Song Qingzi. Xuanjizi and Wuxu are still in the early stage of the true spirit.

Xuan Jizi solemnly took this thing with both hands, "Thank you Senior Brother Songqing!" paused, "I don't know Senior Brother Songqing, what else do you have to advise?"

Song Qingzi's eyes flashed, as if she was thinking about it. In the end, the essence in his eyes disappeared, and he said with a smile, "I heard that the mysterious Taoist friend and that Wuxu knew each other in the world?"

Xuan Jizi was slightly stunned and replied, "That's true." It's just that this person is quite pedantic, and when he went to the sky, Xuanji didn't have much contact with him. It wasn't until this time that he was ordered to investigate the disappearance of the same door, and when he was on the way, I met him a few times. "To put it mildly, the clouds are light.

Song Qingzi raised the teacup and took a sip, "I see." But there was no follow-up.

Xuan Jizi hesitated for a moment, and had to ask, "Could it be that Wuxu has something to offend Senior Brother Songqing?"

Song Qingzi waved his hand, "It wasn't me who he offended, but Confucianism." With that, he got up and stood up.

This is similar to the act of serving tea to a customer. Xuanjizi had to recite "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" and saluted and left.

How did Wuxu offend the Confucian Sect? Xuanjizi was puzzled, and it was not good to inform Wuxu without beginning or end, after thinking about it, it was better to go to Yunyin Peak first, and then remind Wuxu when he arrived in Yongzhou.

Out of the mystery of the Yujing Temple, he went straight up the mountain and headed towards the Canghai Academy. Because of the certificate issued by Song Qingzi himself, the road was unimpeded and he came to the halfway point of Yunyin Peak. When I arrived here, I was received by a special person, carefully checked the voucher brought by Xuanjizi, and then politely invited Xuanjizi to a place to wait. Here, Haoran righteousness turns into clouds, and it seems that the mysterious sky is above. All the people, or rather, all the monks, did not dare to raise their voices, but they were simply silent, fearing the people of heaven.

Xuanjizi didn't look up, just smiled. Today's Canghai Academy, Yunyin Peak, has long been overhauled, and although he is in the early stage of his true spirit, he doesn't need to be too awe-inspired.

At the top of Yunyin Peak, the current dean of Canghai Academy, Mr. Bai, after reading Song Qingzi's summons, he frowned slightly, and whispered to the people behind him, "Bring him up." ”

Although it was a low voice, it was extremely clear on the peak of the mist-shrouded silence. There are many shadows, and some figures appear.

Xuanjizi followed the guiding monk and slowly flew up, saluting towards the bamboo forest, "Daomen Ziyang Palace Xuanjizi has seen Mr. Bai of Canghai Academy. ”

"Xuanjizi Daoyou, why did Fang Cai sneer?" A question, rushing out, at the same time, the clouds rippled, and a picture appeared, which was the smiling face of Fang Cai Xuanjizi waiting halfway up the mountain.

Xuanjizi, shocked in his heart, suddenly miscalculated. Canghai Academy seems to be very chaotic, and Mr. Bai, the dean who is good friends with Song Qingzi, does not seem to be authoritative enough. It shouldn't be. The overhaulers ascended to heaven, and this thing is not well arranged?

Xuan Jizi thought like this in his heart, and said, "This Confucian senior brother is not what he said. Xuan Jizi visited Canghai Academy this time, and when he saw you, he was overjoyed, overflowing with words, how could it be said to be a sneer?"

It's a pity that as soon as Xuanjizi's words fell, a white cloud fell from the sky and pressed towards the top of his head.

Xuanjizi quickly sacrificed a flat boat, which was exactly the same as the one on the Jade Lake, but the spiritual light burst and carried Xuanjizi to take off at great speed.

This white cloud also dispersed in an instant, in all directions. Xuanjizi was on the flat boat, only to see the vast sea of clouds, boundless. In the sea of clouds, wearing a Taoist robe, flying in a spirit boat, it was originally a rather elegant thing. But Xuan Jizi sensed a strong danger and was trapped!

At this time, Xuan Jizi did not hesitate any longer, put his hands on the trick, shouted, and a powerful talisman flew out of his mouth. This talisman burned instantly, the flames were endless, more and more prosperous, turning into a fiery red sword, like the rising sun, in the sea of clouds steaming, the domineering pole rose up, pointing straight to the sky. This is the fierce sword urn given by the palace master of the Daomen Ziyang Palace, Tongxuan Overhaul.

Mr. Bai, the new dean of Canghai Academy, the white cloud pendant that was cast on the basis of the ban of Yunyin Peak was finally broken.

Xuan Jizi, after breaking through the sea of clouds, did not dare to fight, while the imperial sword protected his body, while stepping on the spirit boat, driving with all his strength, flying at extreme speed.

But on Yunyin Peak, the True Spirit Cultivators of Canghai Academy, who had originally "retreated" to one place, shot out almost at the same time, striking with all their might towards the Xuanjizi who flew out of the white sea of clouds.

Even if Xuanjizi has the treasures given by the Xuan Xuan Overhaul, he can't withstand the ruthlessness of so many True Spirit Cultivators. As he flew away, he vomited blood.

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On this day, Wuxu was meditating, but he did not settle down. Nowadays, the world is chaotic, the wind and rain are turbulent, Yongzhou is a corner of peace, and there are too many things to deal with or pay attention to.

Wuxu sat upright, and couldn't help but feel a little sudden in his heart, when he arrived in Yongzhou, it seemed that he hadn't really devoted himself to cultivation for much time. This time and that, the five aggregates are prosperous, and the climbing heart is difficult, and it is difficult to really calm down.

This is not to say that the realization of emptiness is subjectively incapable of meditation. After all, now that he is also a true spiritual cultivator, if he really wants to enter the cultivation of meditation, he can realize the void at any time. But objectively, Wuxu really can't do this.

The fundamental reason for this is that this is the Outer Heavens, the Xuanyin Star, a world of monks, not the previous human world. In the past, in the human world, there were not many monks in general, and Wuxu's cultivation was not high at that time, so he could practice with peace of mind if he found a corner of a secret point. But when it comes to Xuanyin Star, there are monks everywhere, and there are fights between monks everywhere, even if Wuxu can find a safe and secret place to hide and practice, but with the growth of realm cultivation, the spiritual resources and exercises required need strong support, not just relying on the so-called natural aura of heaven and earth, so that not only will the cultivation be slow, but will be far surpassed by others, so that it will become someone else's subordinate and be slaughtered by others. In a word, the demand is huge, and the competition is fierce.

Wuxu even sometimes feels that in a world of monks, Buddhist monks are naturally in a weak position. Although Buddhism also has a saying of angry eyes, it is more about not being tied to external objects, everything is according to fate, and compassion is the 。。。。。。 In the competitive world of monks, it's really hard. I don't know how the Buddhism on the Xuanyin Star deals with this contradiction.

Wuxu couldn't help but think of Dorjee, well, and Zhu Yuanzhang, I don't know how they are now? Did they go to the sky, or were they also left behind? Wuxu vaguely felt that they were also stayed.

Wuxu was thinking about this, and suddenly his heart moved, and then Fairy Yu, who was guarding the east of the city, came with urgent news, and someone rushed over. Wu Xuan immediately ran the Heavenly Eye Great Array with all his might, while dividing his divine sense to explore.

To the east, to be precise, in the direction of Confucianism, a golden spirit boat is like a meteor and has the power of Xuan. After the golden light, on the spirit boat, I don't know how many monks there are.

"Who is here?" Wu Xuan didn't dare to leave the Heavenly Eye Array, and the divine consciousness he had separated turned into a startled question.

No response.

I saw that the brilliance around the spirit boat instantly dimmed, and then flew diagonally towards Yongzhou.

Wu Xuan hesitated for a moment, and the Heavenly Eye Great Array made an opening, allowing the spirit boat to fly in. Then he was taken aback, and Xuan Jizi lay on his back in the spirit boat, his eyes closed, and his breath was like a gossamer.