Chapter 261: The Festival Begins
Since the Penglai Festival is held after seven days, there is no need to rush out for a tour, just rest well tonight and go out to walk around tomorrow.
Luo Yin sat on the cloud bed and began to meditate and cultivate.
By the time he is now cultivating, he basically doesn't need to sleep, and meditation and practice is the best rest, and at the same time, he can make the most of his time.
Now that his true qi has been liquefied, he only needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth step by step, so that the true yuan can refill the dantian and the meridians of the whole body.
This was a long process, and it would take fifty or sixty years to complete at the earliest, so he was not in a hurry, and he only needed to practice every day to achieve it.
Time always flies by when he is cultivating, and when he opens his eyes, the sky outside the house is already bright, and the night passes quietly.
Luo Yin stepped down from the cloud bed and walked out of the door, feeling the warm sunshine in the early morning, listening to the birds and insects chirping around him, and only felt relaxed.
Stepping out of the Yunxiao Sect's residence, he slowly walked around Penglai Island.
This Penglai Island is an overseas fairy island, and the abbot, Yingzhou and said, the island scenery is picturesque, straight like a fairyland. Luo Yin walked on the island, quite a feeling that he had become an immortal and an ancestor, and he was free from the world.
It took a day to tour the entire Penglai Island, and he asked Su Zixiu for the location of the abbot and the two islands of Yingzhou, and flew to the two fairy islands in the Cangwu boat.
Since I came overseas, it would be a pity not to visit the other two fairy islands.
After visiting the overseas Three Immortals Island, when I returned to Penglai Island, it was already the first day of the Penglai Festival.
As the date of the puja approached, more and more monks and sects arrived on Penglai Island, and when Luo Yin returned to Penglai Island, he found that the island was already bustling with monks, and it was no longer as deserted as a few days ago.
Looking at the gathering of immortals, Luo Yin only felt that this Penglai Festival was indeed worthy of being the largest event in the world of cultivating immortals, and he would be able to see the world's talents here, so as not to live in the sect all the time to cover his vision.
Luo Yin started early in the morning on the second day and rushed to the main venue of the festival with his master Su Zixiu.
The main venue of the Penglai Festival is located in a huge square in the center of the island, which is already crowded with monks, waiting for the official start of the festival.
As the sun rose over the sea level in the distance, shining through the early morning clouds and onto the square, an old man in a cyan robe stepped onto the high platform of the square.
"Fellow Daoists, welcome to Penglai Island, the old man is Mo Xuanxiu, the current pavilion master of Penglai Pavilion. After 60 years, the Penglai Festival was reopened, and I was fortunate to invite the immortals to gather, which is really my luck in Penglai Pavilion. ”
Seeing the Lord of Penglai Pavilion ascending the high platform, the square suddenly fell silent, and they all listened carefully to the opening remarks of the Lord of Penglai Pavilion.
"Penglai Pavilion was built more than 20,000 years ago, and it was originally only to integrate the scattered human forces to fight against the oppression of the demon clan. Later, Penglai Pavilion led the human race and the demon race to fight for more than 20,000 years, and after two fairy and demon wars, he finally defeated the demon race and created a situation for our human race to dominate the world today. ”
"Of course, this credit does not belong only to Penglai Pavilion, but also to all the large and small sects in the world, and to the ancestors who sacrificed for the rise of the human race. It is precisely because of their struggle, because of their sacrifices, that our human race is what it is today. Otherwise, we might still be in the Demon Clan by now
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Under the obscenity, he lingered. ”
As he spoke, Mo Xuanxiu glanced at the tens of thousands of monks in the audience, and continued: "Although it is safe today, the demon clan is not willing to be trapped overseas, and has been ready to move, and we and other monks need to be vigilant at all times. The old man has something to inform you today, the demon clan has found the lost inheritance hall ten years ago and regained the inheritance treasure. Perhaps it won't be long before war strikes again. ”
As soon as these words came out, the group of cultivators in the audience suddenly stirred, and they were all shocked by this news. For a while, the originally silent puja became full of people, and one by one the monks exchanged their heads and discussed the matter.
The demon clan has regained the lost inheritance, this is a major event related to the common people in the world, who can not care or care.
"Dare to ask Senior Mo, is this really true?" a monk in the audience asked in a loud voice, asking the question that the thousands of monks present wanted to ask.
"This matter was discovered by the Yunxiao Sect and reported to Penglai Pavilion as soon as possible. Mo Xuanxiu said, "Ten years ago, in the Heavenly Demon Jedi, someone discovered the lost inheritance hall and entered it, but the people of the demon clan also found it at the same time. The monks who entered suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the demon clan, and only a few escaped, including the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect, who reported the matter to the sect after fleeing. ”
As soon as these words came out, Qun Xiu no longer doubted. The Yunxiao Sect is one of the six great sects in the world, and the facts they confirm will not be false.
The tens of thousands of monks in the audience all showed worry on their faces at this time, could it be that peace will end and war will come again?
Mo Xuanxiu said in a deep voice: "If the demon clan is inherited, its strength will definitely rise, and the conflict between the two clans will continue to intensify in the future, so the old man hereby reminds all Taoist friends to always be vigilant against the movements of the demon clan, and if they have any changes, they should report to Penglai Pavilion as soon as possible." ”
"Yes, I'll understand!" said the monks in the audience in unison.
"Okay, although the demon clan needs to be vigilant, the most important thing for my human race is to improve its strength, as long as my human race has an overwhelming advantage, the demon clan will not dare to act rashly even if it has different intentions. ”
Mo Xuanxiu changed his serious expression and said with a smile: "The Penglai Festival began at the beginning of the establishment of Penglai Pavilion, and the purpose was to give the monks of the world a platform for exchange and learning. ”
"In this festival, the old man will first talk about the way of cultivating immortals, and share with you the cultivation experience of thousands of years. ”
When Su Zixiu heard this, he said to Luo Yin on the side: "Lord Mo Pavilion is the Yin God Venerable, if you listen carefully, you will definitely be able to reap what you have gained." ”
When Luo Yin heard that the Yin God Venerable was about to open the altar to preach, he couldn't help but get excited, and said to Su Zi: "Master, this Penglai Festival actually has the Yin God Venerable preaching, this standard is too high, right?
Su Zixiu said with a smile: "It is an ordinary thing for the Penglai Dharma Venerable to preach at the Yin Yin God Venerable, otherwise why do you think it can become a prosperous world for the entire immortal cultivation world and attract the arrival of monks from all over the world?"
Luo Yin thought about it, it was true, as the biggest event in the immortal cultivation world, if only the Jindan Yuanying Monk preached, wouldn't it be too shabby.
Although he thought so, the excitement and anticipation in his heart intensified. This is the Yin God Venerable, a master who stands at the peak of the immortal cultivation realm, and it is extremely precious to be able to hear them preach on the altar.
Just when Luo Yin was thinking wildly, Mo Xuanxiu on the stage began to preach.