Chapter 297: A Dye

The playful woman's words came out, causing the white-bearded old man next to her to laugh out loud.

Yan Fa Xingzhou was also smiling, turned his head to look at Jun Mianchen, who was still immersed in the beautiful scenery around him, and immediately took the words of the playful woman and said with a smile.

"The incense road on Yunxian Mountain is just the incense from the outside world, and what you see now is the real incense road. ”

Yan Fa Xingzhou smiled and said, then turned his head again, looking straight ahead.

Jun Mianchen's eyes showed a strange glow, the current scenery was something he had never seen before, the incense path was too different from the other sects in the central region.

If there is still a trace of fireworks in the world in other sects, then this incense road is like a fairyland in the world, and there is really a feeling that the Taiyi seniors in the first floor show themselves the immortal sect.

Here, all Taoist temples are built on top of Yunshan, and Yunshan is three feet and three minutes into the clouds, at first glance, it feels like the entire incense road is above the clouds.

Quiet, peaceful, elegant, dusty.

This is Jun Mianchen's most intuitive feeling of looking at the Incense Dao at this moment, if he hadn't known that the Incense Dao was located in the Eastern Domain, I'm afraid Jun Mianchen would have thought that he had really stepped into the land of the fairy world......

"Why is there a distinction between inside and outside of the incense road?"

Jun Mianchen's eyes were full of shock, and he spoke softly to ask.

Yan Fa Xingzhou didn't speak, and it was still the playful woman who answered on her behalf.

"Jun Daoyou, you can understand it this way: the external incense Dao Yunxian Temple is the place where the incense in the world is used for the people to burn incense and pray for blessings, and the internal incense Dao Yunxian View is the place where my generation of incense monks really cultivate heaven and earth and cultivate cause and effect. ”

The playful woman said with a smile, Jun Mianchen nodded silently, and wrote down this more objective explanation.

The huge flying machine flies in this mysterious incense road, walking like a cloud, which is really eye-opening.

After about a stick of incense, the flying machine finally arrived at the so-called Yunxian Temple Main Hall, and Jun Mianchen also walked down with Yan Fa Xingzhou and the others, slowly walking on the highest cloud mountain.

Jun Mianchen looked around, full of curiosity about this new environment.

On this cloud mountain, there are many disciples wearing Taoist robes, some are walking at will, some are watching, and some are practicing.

At the top of the cloud mountain, looking from afar, there seems to be a big Taoist temple standing on the top of the mountain, there are some clouds around the Taoist temple, and there are many rich incense smells mixed in the clouds.

The smell of those incense is also like clouds and smoke, just floating quietly in the air, without any interference, faintly, you can see that between the smell of incense, there are many faint silk thread-like things, connecting the Taoist temples of other peaks.

Jun Mianchen narrowed his eyes, he wasn't sure if others could see the scent of incense, but he could.

In his eyes, there are a lot of incense breaths floating in the air in the area where this incense fire path is located, and there are almost every mountain peak above the Taoist temple, and between those incense breaths, there is a close connection similar to silk threads.

Something like a thread......

Could it be that the silk thread between the different peaks is the incense line?

Jun Mianchen looked around, looked at the silk threads floating above the Yunshan Taoist Temple around him, and then under the leadership of Yan Fa Xingzhou, he walked into the large Taoist temple on the top of Yunshan Mountain.

This Taoist temple is very ordinary, there is no pompous and extravagant thing, and it looks the same, just like those ordinary Taoist temples where mortals offer incense and pray for blessings.

It's just that in the middle of the main hall of this Taoist temple, there is a lilac incense burner engraved with a cloud and smoke pattern, and there are nine incense sticks on this incense burner.

As soon as Jun Mianchen entered the hall, his eyes were instantly attracted by the lilac incense burner and the nine incense sticks inserted on it.

Squinting his eyes, Jun Mianchen looked fixedly, only to see that the nine incense sticks were lit, the cigarette curled up, soaring into the air, and what was floating in the air was actually the smell of incense.

At the same time as the pupils contracted slightly, Yan Fa Xingzhou, the playful woman and the others had already walked in front of the incense burner and bowed deeply to the nine incense sticks in the incense burner, as if it was some special way of worship in the incense burner.

After Yan Fa Xingzhou bowed to the incense burner, he turned his head slightly and looked at Jun Mianchen with interest.

Jun Mianchen's eyes were shining, and he also followed Yan Fa Xingzhou's appearance, and under the eyes of everyone, he walked in front of the Dan furnace, hesitated for a moment, bowed down, and bowed lightly to the Dan furnace in front of him.

Jun Mianchen bent over, the top of his head happened to be level with the Dan furnace in front of him, and suddenly, Jun Mianchen only felt a strange power suddenly pouring into his brain from the Dan furnace in front of him.

Before he could react, Jun Mianchen only felt a voice sounding in his mind.

The voice was like a chanting, like a prayer, like a thousand words.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Jun Mianchen immediately got up, his face full of trance.

The nine incense sticks in front of him were still green smoke, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Fa Xingzhou's eyes showed an indescribable meaning, and he looked at Jun Mianchen and nodded lightly.

"You did swallow Senior Brother Wu's elixir. ”

Jun Mianchen turned his head, his face was confused, and he didn't understand what Yan Fa Xingzhou's sudden words meant.

Yan Fa Xingzhou smiled faintly and turned his head to look at the nine incense sticks in the incense burner.

"This nine incense sticks are left by the ancestor of my incense fire dao, it can be said that these nine incense sticks are the treasure of my incense fire dao, and its name is nine incense. The patriarch once said that among the nine incense, one incense and one world, people who can be recognized by the nine incense can naturally hear the sound of rosemary, everyone hears differently, but everyone hears the truth. ”

Yan Fa Xingzhou turned his head, his eyes were full of brilliance, staring at Jun Mianchen word by word.

"You have never cultivated incense, you can hear the sound of rosemary, so you must have swallowed the elixir refined by Wu Mad's junior brother, Wu Mad's junior brother came from the incense path, and his Dan Dao also originated from incense, and the pill he created out of nothing carried the incense of my incense path. ”

After Yan Fa Xingzhou finished speaking, he didn't look back, and walked towards the inner hall with the white-bearded old Dao and the others.

Jun Mianchen's eyes widened, and he looked at the incense burner in front of him incredulously.

Unexpectedly, this incense burner has such a big origin.

What was left behind by the patriarch of the Incense Dao Founding Dao?One incense and one world among the nine incense...... What kind of thing is this? Could it be that these nine incense sticks are nine independent worlds?

Jun Mianchen's eyes showed a strange glow, and he stared at the nine incense in front of him several times. With a blink of an eye, he kept the name Jiuxiang in his heart, and quickly followed towards Yan Fa Xingzhou.

......

After a short time, following behind Yan Fa Xingzhou and passing through most of the Taoist temple, the group finally came to the inner hall of this Taoist temple.

Yan Fa Xingzhou turned his head, let the playful woman and the white-bearded old man stand outside the hall, and led Jun Mianchen to step into it.

As soon as Jun Mianchen stepped into the inner hall, he felt two eyes instantly fixed on him.

Looking along the eyes, I saw that in this inner hall, there were three tall Taoist statues in the innermost, and Jun Mianchen didn't know who these three Taoist statues carved.

In front of the statue, there are three futons, and on one of the futons, an old man is sitting cross-legged.

The old man had his back to him, but the two eyes that Jun Mianchen felt when he stepped into the hall seemed to be from the old man.

Jun Mianchen squinted his eyes, and after feeling it carefully, he couldn't detect any life in this inner hall, if he hadn't seen the old man meditating here, I am afraid that he would have felt that this inner hall was empty.

This old man is very strong, very strong......

At least that's what Jun Mianchen thinks, because this old man is almost integrated with his surroundings, and if you close your eyes, you can't feel his breath at all.

Yan Fa Xingzhou walked towards the old man, and when he approached, he slowly stopped, bowed slightly to the old man in front of him, and then spoke softly.

"Teaching, this is the preacher of Wu Mad Senior Brother. ”

Yan Fa Xingzhou's words suddenly made Jun Mianchen's heart tighten.

Preacher?

What preacher......

When did you become the preacher of Wu Luo's predecessors......

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Jun Mianchen didn't speak for a while, only to see that after Yan Faxingzhou finished speaking, the old man who was sitting cross-legged on the futon opened his eyes lightly, and stood up very slowly like a dying old man.

The movement he got up was very slow, and there was no trace of a monk's aura on him, which made Jun Mianchen a little suspicious for a while, whether this old man was a mortal?

After the old man stood up, he first bowed to the three Taoist statues in front of him, and then turned around and glanced at Jun Mianchen as if he was casual.

With just one glance, Jun Mianchen fell.

The old man's eyes were too vicissitudes, so vicissitudes that just a glance at Jun Mianchen made Jun Mianchen feel lost in the boundless river of time.

In addition to the vicissitudes of life, there is also a strong breath of the years, the breath of the years is so strong, as long as Jun Mianchen stares at the eyes of the old man, he feels that everything around him is rotting, but the old man remains the same.

Jun Mianchen was shocked, and hurriedly took two steps back, his right hand was as fast as lightning, and a trace of silver flashed by, cutting a small wound on his thigh.

A trace of blood spilled out, staining the clothes of his legs red, and a sharp pain welled up in his heart, and Jun Mianchen's eyes that flowed like a galaxy suddenly returned to clarity.

Frowning, Jun Mianchen looked at the mysterious old man in front of him with strong vigilance in his eyes.

Yan Fa Xingzhou glanced at Jun Mianchen, and when he saw that he was able to regain his clarity so quickly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

On the other hand, the old man who was called the head of the sect by Yan Fa Xingzhou was indifferent to Jun Mianchen's behavior, and after glancing at Jun Mianchen, he nodded slightly, and a smile gradually appeared on the old man's face.

"As soon as the old man is dyed, Xiaoyou don't have to be afraid, since you are a preacher of Wu Madness, then the entire Yunxian Temple will not be difficult for you. ”