What is a fairy?

Whenever Ji Ruochen asks for divination, this question arises from the bottom of his heart. If it is a personal auspiciousness, it is the same as usual, and the usual hexagram is like being in the clouds and fog, and it is obscure. But when it comes to the future of the Daode Sect, three or four of the ten hexagrams show bad omens, and one or two hexagrams in it from time to time show that the Daode Sect is retrograde and will be punished by heaven.

Ji Ruochen sighed in his heart. The leaders of the Daode Sect have been a group of leaders for hundreds of years, and their actions have always been a bit domineering, not to mention that ordinary sects must not be offended, even the great sects like Qingxu Palace are unwilling to provoke Daode Sect easily. But since the hexagram foreshadowing is so clear, the grievances accumulated in the past hundred years will be like a long-suppressed earth fire, and when it finds an outlet, it will be surging out. The methods of the Daode Sect are no longer indiscriminate, and today, three small sects have been wiped out. Normally, this is enough to deter the crowd, but now, it seems that it can only provoke more hatred and killing.

If there are really immortals in this world, then according to the magical powers contained in the classics, one or two immortals may not be able to destroy the Daode Sect with Ziwei. But in the current situation, the immortal hidden behind the curtain has not moved a finger, which has made Daode Sect the target of public criticism. In such a situation, even if the strength of the Daode Sect is doubled, it is doomed.

Perhaps, this is the terrifying thing about the true immortals.

Ji Ruochen caressed the Dinghai God needle iron in front of him, and couldn't take back his thoughts for a while. Regardless of this immortal anger, even if the purple thunder and heavenly fire of that day were surging down, and the brilliant river was hanging upside down, how could he be able to deserve a penny of such a power of heaven and earth creation? Even if he didn't look at the immortal wind Dao bones of the Yin Feng, there was still a fate for hundreds of generations and thousands of years, how could he get into it?

Perhaps it should be like the sages and sages, when it is broken, it is broken, and it is closed when it should be received.

Dinghaishen needle iron was black and dreary, lying quietly, rough and uneven to the touch, and there was a hint of dryness and heat in the cold. Ji Ruochen took a steel chisel and a small hammer on the table, groaned slightly, and chiseled it on the Dinghaishen needle iron. Dinghaishen needle iron is born from the spiritual power of heaven and earth, not to mention ordinary stubborn iron, even if it is a wild treasure, it can't be helped. Ji Ruochen chiseled for a long time, but naturally he didn't chisel down the slightest iron filing. But he was in no hurry, and he just chiseled down one at a time, and the interval between each stroke was exactly the same, as if he was going to chisel to the ground.

The chisel hammer in his hand also has a history, and it is left by a wonderful hidden real person in the history of the Tao Te Sect. At that time, Miao Yin Zhenren held two pieces of stubborn iron, from the foot of Xixuan Mountain with a hammer and a chisel, and opened a winding mountain road leading to the top of Mogan Peak, which consumed more than 200 years of light before and after. Miao Yin Zhenren chiseled stones day after day to open mountains, neither burning incense to worship ancestors, nor meditating and pranayama, let alone cultivating even the simplest Taoism. In the past two hundred years, the head of the Daode Sect has changed three times, but no matter how you can lead to the sky, you can't see the slightest trace of the true essence of the Tao from Miao Yin. Over time, the Daode Sect also let Miao hide, some admired his perseverance, and some people just thought he was a madman.

When the last step of the winding mountain road was completed, it was already midnight. The night sky suddenly shines brightly, illuminating the entire Xixuan Mountain as if it is from daytime, the auspicious clouds in the air gather, and the soft light overflows in the center, as if hiding thousands of night pearls. Where the clouds broke through the light, dozens of pairs of self-cranes growing up flew out one after another, coiling in the air for several weeks, and the light dissipated.

For a while, the Daode Sect woke up all over the mountain.

Miao Yin, who has been digging stones for more than 200 years, doesn't know when he has stood up, and the shabby Taoist robe can no longer hide the brilliance that comes out of the skin. He looked up at the sky, his brow furrowed slightly, as if thoughtful.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt, and Miao Yin's hair bun flew away, and her heart was wide open, and an extremely dazzling golden ray flew out. The golden mangs swirled uncertainly, constantly collapsing towards the center, and in an instant, they shrank into a golden pill the size of an inch, floating above Miaoyin's head.

At this time, people in the Taishang Daode Palace rose one after another, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim. Since the day he entered the sect, Miao Yin had never practiced a day of homework, how could he suddenly have such a profound Taoism?

And the vision in the night sky made the most determined real people who cultivated for it also shocked. Therefore, in the old legend, those who have cultivated to the extreme and ascended can respond to the heavens and cause changes in the heavens and the earth. Depending on the rank of the immortal class crystal at the time of ascension, the celestial phase is also different. The celestial phase in front of him looks very similar to the white crane coming to the dynasty, and it is the top grade in the nine heavenly phases of the feather ascension.

Although Jin Dan's out-of-body cultivation has shocked the world, it is still a long way from the feather ascension, and it can even be said that it is 108,000 miles away. So the celestial phase in this night sky is not the other person who should be?

All of a sudden, although the Daode Sect knew that there was no possibility of feathering and ascending in his current Dao practice, his heart was still thumping and thumping. Dao Yi Zhenren's big sleeves trembled, his body sank, and he almost fell from the air.

The auspicious light of the white crane did not shine on any of them as the group wished, but swirled around and slowly fell towards Miaoyin.

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The golden pill at the top of the heart of Miao Yin suddenly regenerated and changed, first from the top to a little essence, and then if the lotus bloomed, a petal peeled off, pieces of golden lotus around Miao Yin flew non-stop, and there were bursts of dark incense gushing out, and almost everyone was relaxed and happy.

Countless lotus petals form three exquisite pagodas, holding Miao Yin rising and facing the auspicious light falling in the night sky. When that kind of Hui carries Miao Yin back to the sky, this time the unexpected feather ascension will be completed. -

However, Miao Yin suddenly shouted, like a spring thunder, and the exquisite pagoda was shattered in the shouting, and the auspicious light from the sky rolled back. With a wave of the sleeves of Miaoyin's robe, he strode down the mountain along the winding mountain road he had opened, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye. No matter how much you cultivate the spiritual consciousness of the moral sect and your eyes are like electricity, you can't see the whereabouts of Miao Yin.

It wasn't until after a pillar of incense that the auspicious light overflowing in the sky was unwilling to disperse, and there were still bursts of different fragrances in the air. At this time, the Daode Sect came back to his senses, and flew to the place where Miao Yin landed tremblingly. The group searched for half the night, only to find the hammer and chisel left by Miaoyin.

The hammer chisel looks unremarkable, but what is left behind is not trivial. So Daoyi carefully held it and studied in retreat overnight.

This retreat is thirty years.

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Except for knowing that the hammer chisel was unusually hard, Dao Yi Zhenren found nothing. He was unwilling, and only thought that the treasures left by the ascended people must be mysterious, but he didn't see it for a while, so he worked harder. However, the manpower is sometimes poor, and there is nothing to gain, and the Tao is a real person who has no progress in cultivation, and finally dies of depression. Since then, the true masters of the Daode Sect have not been able to see through the peculiarities of the hammer chisel, and no one can say whether Miao Yin soared that night, and over time, this hammer and chisel were regarded as useless waste by the group and thrown into the corner of the treasure pavilion to accumulate dust. That Miaoyin's deeds are only hastily brushed over in the Taoist scriptures.

After returning to the mountain this time, Ji Ruochen often felt inexplicably irritable and restless in his heart, and his cultivation almost went crazy because of this, which is a unique thing. After Ziyang Zhenren learned about it, he talked with Ji Ruochen for a night in his busy schedule, and the topic was not only to ask about what he had seen and heard under the mountain, that is, to talk about some ethereal immortal legends. After talking, on the second day, Ziyang Zhenren ordered Yunfeng to send this hammer chisel and asked him to try to carve his mark on the Dinghai God needle iron. Ziyang Zhenren said that only in this way can the primordial spirit and the divine object be integrated, and only then can this piece of divine iron be truly controlled. Ji Ruochen collected the hammer chisel, and was curious for a while, so he went to check the origin of the hammer chisel, only to know that there was still such a person as Miao Yin in the history of the Daode Sect. Of course, the divine object has its own spirituality, if Ji Ruochen can carve his own mark on the Dinghai Divine Needle Iron, it is also because the divine object recognizes the master, not because he cultivated to overwhelm this piece of divine iron that accumulated the murderous spirit of heaven and earth.

It is strange to say, after starting to chisel on the divine iron, after thousands of chiseling, Ji Ruochen's heart gradually calmed down. This cookie-cutter chiseling seems to have a hint of similarity with his former life at the Dragon Gate Inn, which makes him find some long-lost peace.

The monotonous sound of striking iron echoed, as if it was endless.

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Coincidentally, Ding Dang, Ding Dang, the crisp gold and jade collision also rippled in the sky above the Yehua Tower of the Tang Palace. Yehualou rises ten feet from the ground, golden tiles and blue eaves, and is brilliant and unparalleled.

Half a year ago, Yang Yuhuan only felt bored in the middle of the night, there was no satisfactory place to enjoy the moon, the Ming Emperor issued a decree to build the night building, poured the power of the country, and became in May, so far the night building was completed just one month.

The highest part of Yehua Tower is a terrace, standing three or five strange stones, gushing with two or three clear springs, and another green bamboo like an umbrella. The sound of gurgling water and mist turn this terrace into a beautiful scenery ten feet above the ground. On this bitterly cold winter night, it is even more extraordinary.

There was a bamboo table and a pair of rattan chairs in the terrace, and Yang Yu was hugging a snow-white fox tail shawl, but he was wearing a summer tulle. There was a blank in her eyes, her eyes fell on the bright moon reflected in the jade cup, but she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart. The golden spoon in Ruxue's fingers swayed around, knocking on the jade cup again and again, and the ripples in the circle shattered the bright moon in the cup, but she didn't know it.

The terrace was warm, and occasionally a trace of cold air sneaked in through the gap in the formation, and it was also dissipated in the mist of water.

There was a soft sound of footsteps on the stairs, which woke Yang Yuhuan from his contemplation. She asked lazily, "Father-in-law Gao?"

"It's the old slave. Gao Lishi answered and stood carefully behind Yang Yuhuan.

"It's such a night, is there anything important for Grandpa Gao?"

Gao Lishi said: "There are three things to be done with the mother. The first is that Sun Guo Sun Zhenren has just met His Majesty, claiming that he has connected with the cultivators of the world, and the Daode Sect has carved a dog that has lost his family, and he will not move in the Xixuan Mountain......"

Yang Yuhuan said softly: "Then when is Sun Zhenren going to eradicate these demon paths?"

"This ......" Gao Lishi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Sun Zhenren is a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, the demons of the Daode Sect are powerful, and although they are at a disadvantage, they are not negligent. Therefore, at this moment, the troops are not moving. ”

Ding's sound, the golden spoon hit the jade cup heavily, Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows straightened, and there was a wisp of cold air in his voice, and he said coldly: "It's all around, but you don't dare to do it?"

Gao Lishi immediately chimed in: "The old slave thinks the same. However, there is one more thing that the old slave feels that cannot be ignored, and he told the mother in the middle of the night. ”-

He turned around so lightly, Yang Yuhuan's attention really turned away a little, and said, "Come quickly." ”

Gao Lishi lowered his voice and said: "The old slave heard that the prince has recently complained about Niangniang, saying that Niangniang charmed the king, made His Majesty ignore the early dynasty, and repaired the Yehualou...... Repair the night building ......"

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There was another soft ding, Yang Yuhuan flicked the jade cup with his long tail armor, and said lazily: "What's wrong with me repairing Yehualou?"

He said that this night Hualou happened to be ruined...... Niangniang, the old slave heard that strangers have often entered and exited the prince's mansion recently, so you must be on guard. ”

Yang Yuhuan said lightly: "Li Heng is suspicious and changeable, and he is biased to listen, what kind of climate can he become." Is there anything else?"--

Gao Lishi said: "There is another thing that is the Qinglian monk Li Taibai. After he was demoted from the Beijing Division, the old slave sent five or six groups of people to find him in succession, but they all went and never returned. This Li Taibai is not easy to deal with. ”

Yang Yuhuan waved his hand, Gao Lishi was so interested, and immediately retreated downstairs. --

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Cold moon in the middle of the sky.

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She stroked the jade cup in her hand, thoughtfully.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, the jade cup shattered, and the pale wine syrup overflowed, and in the blink of an eye, there were a few more traces of blood. -

She clenched her fists, as if she didn't know that her palms were full of broken porcelain, and let the hot blood gurgle down.

"Anything related to that Ji Ruochen, I will make you doomed"

She shouted in her heart.

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