Chapter Eighty-Nine: Yiqingcheng

Although Song Qiu is a native of Bashu, he has never been to many places of interest in Bashu, and Qingcheng Mountain is no exception. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This is the first time Song Qiu has come to Qingcheng Mountain.

Song Qiu followed Monk Daozhen into the mountain and up the mountain, Monk Daozhen seemed to be very familiar with Qingcheng Mountain, and actually crossed the noisy scenic spot of Qingcheng Mountain, and went directly up the mountain from an uninhabited path.

"Have you been here?" Song Qiu asked.

Monk Daozhen pointed to the depths of the jungle in front of him with a simple and clumsy trekking pole, and said, "Although I haven't been here, I know it's there." ā€

Song Qiu shook his head, unable to understand the profound and mysterious words of Monk Daozhen.

Walking in the mountains, it was completely different from the slaughtering world outside, Song Qiu only felt that the grass was green, the trees were green, the mountains were green, and even the sky was green.

Looking at the turquoise sky, Song Qiu's expression was slightly confused.

Seeing Song Qiu's expression, Monk Daozhen smiled slightly, and said, "You're right, we have already entered the enchantment of Qingcheng Mountain. ā€

Wherever there is a sect of cultivating immortals, there is an enchantment.

The so-called barrier is a barrier to prevent mortals from entering by mistake. The magic of the enchantment is that no ordinary person can see through the mysteries of the enchantment, no matter what modern equipment they use. Because the world inside the barrier doesn't belong to this space in the first place, it's a small world on the other side, but its entrance and exit are set in the outside world.

It's just that for ordinary people, an enchantment that can't be broken through for eternity, and for an existence like Daozhen Monk who is at the top of an immortal cultivator, entering it is just as simple and ordinary as going out to buy a bottle of soy sauce.

Monk Daozhen walked in front to lead the way, and asked as if gossiping, "How do you feel when you are walking in the mountains now?"

Song Qiu thought for a while and said, "I don't feel anything, I just feel a refreshing coolness in my heart, maybe it's because of the quiet environment around me?"

Monk Daozhen walked slowly, and said without looking back: "Your feeling is actually right. This mountain is already cold, and if it is not cultivated to a high level, it will definitely feel cold. ā€

Song Qiuqi said: "Why is this?"

Monk Daozhen stopped, put the wooden staff in his hand on the ground, fell into the slightly damp yellow mud earth, looked up at the front, and said leisurely: "During the time of the Yellow Emperor, there were 100,000 ghosts near Qingcheng Mountain who were in turmoil, and the people of Li were miserable. Seeing that 100,000 ghosts were about to scatter and escape, causing more disasters, the ancient great monk Ning Fengzi resolutely took his own life as an introduction, and finally sealed and suppressed them at the cost of the people of Jinguan City. Although the 100,000 ghosts were suppressed, their resentment and resentment were so strong that they unconsciously affected the surrounding environment, which caused Qingcheng Mountain to be quiet and cold now. ā€

Song Qiu smacked his tongue and asked, "Are these 100,000 ghosts still there?"

Monk Daozhen lifted the wooden staff and tapped the bark of a towering old tree next to him with the wooden stick, and a few pieces of moss on the bark peeled off with the knocking and fell to the ground, revealing the real dark brown bark of the old tree.

"Ning Fengzi is just suppressing, not exterminating the excess, the 100,000 ghosts are naturally still there. ā€

After a pause, Monk Daozhen continued: "During the Qin period, Li Bing built the Qinjiang Weir to change the feng shui terrain where the dragon qi of Bashu was not left to vent, and gradually accumulated the dragon qi, which made the Qin and Han dynasties possible. It's a pity that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the seal of Ning Fengzi gradually loosened, and the ghost resentment gradually overflowed, and the dragon qi of the Han Dynasty that became the imperial industry was affected by the resentment and never existed, so the dynasty was turbulent. This is also the reason why after the Qin and Han dynasties, no one can rely on Bashu to win the world. ā€

"Seeing that the seal is about to be broken, 100,000 ghosts are about to escape, and in the chaos of Shu, the world can be regarded as good luck, and there is a genius immortal cultivator Zhang Daoling. Zhang Daoling learned that the seal would dissipate from the old paper, and went to Qingcheng Mountain to redraw the seal. However, after all, his cultivation cannot be compared with the ancient Great Xiu Ning Fengzi, although he has re-strengthened the seal, but it is only so that the resentment of the ghost cannot affect mortals, and the dragon qi that has dissipated in the Han Dynasty is powerless. Zhang Daoling sat in Qingcheng Mountain for decades, and finally achieved positive results, survived the catastrophe, and soared into an immortal. Before his ascension, he specifically told his descendants to stay in Bashu Town to guard the ghost. After Zhang Daoling ascended to heaven, his descendants of the three generations honestly followed Zhang Daoling's instructions, until his fourth grandson Zhang Sheng was unwilling to be trapped in the backward Shuzhong, which moved the Heavenly Master Dao created by Zhang Daoling back to Longhu Mountain. However, Zhang Sheng did not completely ignore Zhang Daoling's ancestral teachings, he left a special inheritance in Qingcheng Mountain to take care of the seal. This vein changed over time, and it became the Qingcheng faction as we know it now. ā€

Song Qiu was stunned when he heard it, he couldn't imagine that Qingcheng Mountain, which had always been regarded as a tourist attraction, had such a story.

At the thought of the 100,000 eerie and terrifying ghosts under his feet, Song Qiu couldn't help but shudder.

"100,000 ghosts, what a dangerous and terrifying existence this should be, can the heavenly realm just let it go?" Song Qiu asked.

Monk Dao Zhen shook his head and replied: "When the 100,000 ghost souls were suppressed by Ning Fengzi, the structure of the Heavenly Realm had not yet been formed, and later, after the Heavenly Realm was completely formed, they were hindered by the prohibition of interfering with the heavenly precepts of the human world, and the immortals were no longer able to make a move. Not to mention other immortals, you see Zhang Daoling Zhang Tianshi, who has always cared about Qingcheng Mountain, has he ever taken any measures after becoming an immortal? ā€

Song Qiu frowned and said: "It is said that cultivating to become an immortal has to be very comfortable, but why does it seem that I am all restricted by the heavens, where is there any freedom at all?"

Monk Daozhen sighed: "Violating the precepts of heaven, the punishment of the immortals is still secondary, the key is that if the immortals offend the precepts of the heavens without authorization, they will break the inherent cause and effect of the world, this is the most terrifying and terrible place, but your cultivation is still shallow, and you can't understand it." The so-called great freedom, as long as you are still in the Six Realms, where will you be truly at ease? Even the Jade Emperor Buddha must also abide by the precepts of the heavens, not to mention other immortals?"

Song Qiu was about to ask carefully, but suddenly there was a rustling sound in the grass around him, and a cold sword light reflected half of the woods, and suddenly appeared in Song Qiu's eyes.

Song Qiu hurriedly dodged, the body of the long sword brushed against the clothes on his chest, if it weren't for Song Qiu's quick reaction, this sword would have been disemboweled.

"Who is it?!" Song Qiu asked angrily.

A group of people dressed as Taoist priests walked out of the forest, staring at Song Qiu and the others with hostility and fierce eyes.

Monk Daozhen was on a trekking pole, his face was calm, he was not surprised by the scene in front of him, it seemed that he had been waiting for this group of people to appear, but he looked at the sneak attack with a little unhappiness in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect that this person would be such a ruthless and ruthless life-killing trick as soon as he made a move.

"What a sword move, I don't know if the poor monk can learn a thing or two?" Monk Daozhen said indifferently with his eyes like the bottom of the invisible abyss.