Before the golden elephant could reach the gate of the cave, the door had already opened from the inside. An old man with gray hair came out on crutches, his eyes cloudy, and a narrow scar on his face, which stretched from his forehead to his ears, and cut off half of his ear. Although he is old, Jin Xiangdi still faintly sees the image of blood from his body.

"Senior brother, come with me. ”

The old man with a scarface glanced at the golden elephant, then turned around and led the way. The hoarse and shabby voice sounded a little harsh.

He walked in front with a cane, and said as he walked: "Master ascended the altar **, saying that there is a return of my Cunshan disciples, let me open the door and pick people in." ”

Jin Xiangdi guessed that he must have seen that his spiritual platform had been opened, so he was so sure, and before he could answer, he said: "Senior Brother's spiritual opener must be Senior Brother Huiyan." ”

"Well, it's Senior Brother Huiyan, how did Senior Brother see it?" Jin Xiangdi asked suspiciously, thinking in his heart that he already knew about Senior Brother Huiyan in the mountain gate?

The old man with a scarface paused, turned his head to look at Jin Xiangdi, and saw that Jin Xiangdi felt strange in his heart. He turned around again and continued to walk forward: "Senior Brother Huiyan was able to open the spirit for people when he was still a Taoist, and he is the purest and quietest in our Lingtai Sect. ”

Only then did Jin Xiangdi know that there was still a distinction between pure and impure silence when he opened the spiritual platform, so he continued: "The person who points the spirit will more or less imprint his Dao thoughts into the spiritual platform of the person who is ordered by the spirit, which has both advantages and disadvantages. The best thing is not to bring in any Dao thoughts, which Senior Brother Huiyan can do. ”

There is a world in the cave, as if it is a world of its own. It's not just a big cave, just a big cave, and you can see the sky when you look up. What comes into the eye is the corridor corridor, and at a glance, there is a taste of peace and quiet.

"Senior Brother Huiyan should have been by his side when he died. The old man with the scarface who was walking in front suddenly asked, his steps did not stop, as if he was asking very casually.

Jin Xiangdi was silent for a while, and the other party was not in a hurry to ask, Jin Xiangdi said: "I saw Senior Brother Huiyan die with my own eyes. ”

The old man with the scarface stopped abruptly, turned his head, his eyes turned sharp and awe-inspiring, Jin Xiangdi was shocked, and the old man with a scarface stared at Jin Xiangdi and said, "Then why are you still alive?"

"I ......," Jin Xiangdi couldn't answer.

"You're afraid!" the old man scar-faced spat out two words coldly, turned around and walked forward, the sound of his crutches on the ground was as stiff and lonely as his voice and eyes.

Jin Xiangdi wanted to say that he was not afraid of death, but he couldn't say it when the words came to his throat. He wanted to explain, wanted to say that he and Senior Brother Zhitong had avenged Senior Brother Huiyan, but his chest was like being pressed by a stone, and he couldn't speak.

Turn left and right, and you have come to a large hall, and a plaque on the hall reads the word "Lingtai".

The main hall is spacious, with twelve green pillars. The green pillar was not ornamented at all, and suddenly, Jin Xiangdi found that although this cave looked huge, the architecture was extremely simple, unlike other Taoist temples where various spirit beasts were carved on the eaves.

In the middle of the main hall, there was an old man with a white beard sitting on the bluestone platform, plump as a fairy, his lips were constantly trembling, but he didn't hear any sound. Below, more than a dozen people sat upright on the futon, listening intently. The whole Fangcun Mountain seems to be beyond the world, and the three-star cave of the oblique moon seems to be beyond the Fangcun Mountain, but this hall gives the feeling of the golden elephant is that it is out of the three-star cave of the oblique moon, beyond the three realms, and not among the five elements.

The old man with a scarface walked into the hall, and the golden elephant was standing at the door of the hall, and saw what the old man with a scarface said to the old man who was as plump as a fairy on the bluestone platform, and the old immortal glanced at the golden elephant outside and nodded. The old man with a scarface turned around and said, "Master let you in." ”

Jin Xiangdi nodded and bowed in thanks, at this moment, the old man with a scarface returned to his old state when he first saw him, his eyes were cloudy, without a trace of awe-inspiring slaughter, and the previous scene was like an illusion. Jin Xiangdi watched him limp away, turned around and stepped into the main hall, and a cold breath came to his face, which made people feel refreshed.

The disciple who was sitting on the ground and listened to the sermon did not get up, but just looked back at him.

Jin Xiang Di stood at the door, the road in front was blocked by the disciples who were sitting and listening to the sermon, I don't know whether to pass through and go closer to worship or what, fortunately, the old immortal sitting on the bluestone platform helped him solve this problem, I saw him raise the dust in his hand and wave it in the void, and there was a futon in the most untouched place on the left, Jin Xiang Di immediately knew what he meant, and walked quickly to the side of the futon and sat down cross-legged like everyone else.

As soon as he sat down, a faint human voice sounded in his ears. He was surprised in his heart, seeing that the old immortal on the bluestone platform had opened and closed his lips, he wondered if this was him preaching, and immediately listened carefully. Upon closer listening, the sound changed again, into a buzzing sound, like the fluttering of bees in a thousand flowers.

Puzzled in his heart, he looked sideways at others, and found that the senior brother next to him was sitting with his eyes closed, and he immediately closed his eyes. The sound I heard in my ears changed again, and became the sound of the whirring wind, like sitting alone on a high cliff, and there was nothing but the howling wind.

This time he didn't open his eyes, he still listened like that, the whistling wind in his ears slowly disappeared, and a picture appeared in his mind. The sky is full of snow, there is no wind and nothing, except for the white snow, there is only the sound of silent falling snow, and there is nothing else.

He watched and listened, and the snow slowly stopped and the sun came out. The snow melted into a stream, and slowly turned into a big river rushing on the earth, and with the rush of the big river, the world in the mind of the golden elephant was constantly changing. The river rushes around the high mountains, whistling through the low-lying land.

The waves of the river churned, and creatures began to appear in the river. Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky, roaring and shaking, as if it sounded in the mind of the golden elephant, and lightning pierced the sky, and heavy rain poured down, and the river swelled and rushed into the sea. In the distance, I only saw a five-clawed golden dragon in the depths of the sea.

The golden dragon turned his head suddenly, Chijin's eyes were cold and ruthless, and Jin Xiangdi was shocked and woke up immediately.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that everyone was looking at him, and the old immortal sitting on the bluestone platform was also looking at him. Jin Xiangdi hurriedly turned over and bowed down, and said, "Disciple Jin Xiangdi greets Master." ”

The old immortal laughed and said, "I asked you what you saw, but you didn't answer, but why did you worship me first." ”

Only then did Jin Xiangdi know that he had already asked himself, and hurriedly said, "The disciple was immersed in the misty illusion just now, and he didn't hear the master's question. I didn't have time to meet before, so I bowed to Master first. ”

"Well, what do you see?" asked the old fairy.

"The disciple saw the heavy snow, saw the snow melt into a river and rushed to the sea, and saw a five-clawed golden dragon. Jin Xiangdi said.

The old fairy continued, "What did you hear?"

"I heard the faint voice of the Master's sermon, heard the sound of wind and rain and thunder, and heard the sound of the river waves. ”

The old immortal bowed his head and said to the disciples, "What do you think?"

The disciples were silent for a while, and someone replied, "Possessing dragon blood." ”

"You can learn the art of rain, snow, thunder, and wind. Another disciple said.

The old immortal nodded and said, "Your name is Jin Xiangdi?"

"The disciple was taken by a teacher in the world. Jin Xiangdi said quickly.

"It seems that your teacher has high expectations for you, but this name is too impulsive for my generation of cultivators. There are 12 generations in my door, such as Guang, Da, Zhi, Hui, Zhen, Ru, Sex, Hai, Ying, Wu, Yuan, and Jue. The old immortal said.

Jin Xiangdi hurriedly bowed down and thanked him.