After leaving Huangfengling, he flew straight to the northeast to find the Wuzhuang Temple.
And since we passed Huangfengling, most of the spiritual mountains we encountered along the way were surrounded by auspicious clouds, as if they were home to virtuous immortals.
Qingluo guessed that this was the effect of Zhen Yuanzi preaching the Tao with his own Taoism! He influenced the Taoist heart, quietly chanted Huangting, cultivated Taoism and cultivated virtue, and influenced the monks.
Along his journey, although there were many barren mountains and rivers, and places filled with evil and evil, he found that there were fewer and fewer places with rich spiritual energy, and they were more and more in line with the Western image of poor spiritual energy.
But when he arrived at Wanshou Mountain after flying for several years, he maliciously wondered if Zhen Yuanzi had used the land book to transfer all the Western spiritual veins to his Wanshou Mountain.
Because this Longevity Mountain shocked Qingluo so much! Its beauty, immortality, strangeness, and majesty were unparalleled among the mountains he had ever seen.
I saw extremely high mountains and majestic momentum. Their roots were connected to the earth's veins, and their tops were in the sky. The white cranes came to roost on junipers, and the black apes hung on vines every time. The sun reflected in the clear forest, and thousands of red mists surrounded it; the wind sounded in the gullies,
Thousands of colorful clouds are fluttering... (If you are interested, you can read Chapter 24 of Journey to the West. I don’t like to copy all the books, so I will learn from them occasionally, please forgive me.)
To put it bluntly, it was so majestic and majestic that you couldn't see the top of the mountain or the side of the mountain. He felt it was higher than Mount Everest. Although he had never seen it, it was estimated to be 10,000 meters high.
There are cranes singing loudly on the mountain, flying over the ancient pines, and the white mist is misty, full of fairy spirit.
Moreover, the scenery on this mountain is not only beautiful, rare, simple and old, but also has a quiet, natural and casual artistic conception, and is also generous, broad, kind and solemn.
In his previous life, he would never have believed in such a miracle. How could a mountain exude a human-like aura?
But now I really feel it! I really believe this feeling! I can't help but think more highly of Zhen Yuanzi. In the past, he thought that Zhen Yuanzi was a person who, although he had great magical powers, was just aloof from the world and even a little weak.
His good friend Hongyun was harmed by Kunpeng and Styx and lost the opportunity to become a saint, and his accompanying spiritual treasure was deprived of its origin by the saint's scheme, but he didn't do anything big.
But Qingluo has already repositioned Zhen Yuanzi at this time, which is unfathomable! Just based on this aura that Qingluo has never felt before, he is sure.
Qingluo became more cautious and respectful. When he was a hundred miles away from the mountain, he got off the clouds and walked on foot to show his respect.
Although we were walking, we were already in Jinxian after all. It only took half a day to reach the front of the mountain after a distance of a hundred miles.
However, as soon as he arrived at the mountain, the scene shocked him again!
In front of the mountain gate, there were more than a hundred monks with mixed clothes, different cultivation levels, and different temperaments, sitting or standing, or talking, making Qingluo feel like a tea art conversation! Except there was no tea!
Qingluo watched in surprise as they sat on both sides of the mountain gate and made way for the Wuzhuang Temple on the mountain. But no one went up the mountain.
He looked around and found a boy who was in the realm of immortals. After bowing to him, he said: "The little Taoist is very polite. I am a poor Taoist but I have some questions. I wonder if the little Taoist can help me answer my questions?"
When the Taoist boy saw that Qingluo's cultivation was higher than him, he immediately replied respectfully: "Taoist Master, you are so polite. I am just a boy, so you should not be called that. If you have any questions, Taoist Master, just ask. I am a Taoist with my family."
I have been here several times and have some understanding of Wuzhuang Temple."
After Qingluo heard this, he thanked the boy with some joy before asking a question. Qingluo knows that when you ask for something from someone, no matter the other person's status, you must leave a good impression on the other person, so that the other person can give you what you want.
, or even more.
Qingluo asked softly: "Little Taoist Master, do you know why there are so many fellow Taoists sitting here? Why don't they go up the mountain?"
The Taoist boy chuckled and said, "This must be the Taoist Master's first time to come to Wuzhuang Temple! Most of the people who don't know the rules of Wuzhuang Temple are outsiders, and it's their first time here."
Qingluo answered sincerely: "The little Taoist has a keen eye. This is indeed my first time here, so I ask the little Taoist to give me some advice!"
When the Taoist boy saw Qing Luo being treated so politely, his face became anxious, and he waved his hands and said don't dare.
Then, after a pause, he slowly spoke: "This Wuzhuang Temple is the mountain gate where Zhenyuan Immortal lives, and Zhenyuan Immortal usually preaches Taoism every thousand years. I heard from my Taoist priest that Zhenyuan Immortal
Have you been to the Zixiao Palace or the Three Thousand Mortal Guests?"
Qingluo was shocked, a calamity had passed since the Taoist ancestor preached, and very few people knew about it. How could this little fairy boy know?
And the Taoist boy seemed to know that he had spilled the beans, so he suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking.
Qingluo asked in order to lighten the atmosphere: "Who is the great virtuous immortal in Guishan?"
As soon as the Taoist boy heard about his Taoist priest, he said with admiration: "My Taoist priest, whose name is Baoshan Sanren, is a powerful immortal from the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm who is famous for millions of miles around here!"
When Qingluo heard about the Taiyi Golden Immortal, he guessed that he might be someone who lived a long time. After all, in the Taiyi realm, one could live forever and live as long as heaven and earth!
After he marveled, he asked the Taoist boy for advice, and finally understood the reason, but he also regretted not coming earlier.
Because Immortal Zhenyuan only preaches the Great Dao once every thousand years, the name of Immortal Zhenyuan is widely spread in the ancient west.
More and more people came every time, and there was no room to sit in Wuzhuang Temple, so they had to sit on the mountain road leading to Wuzhuang Temple. Later, the number of listeners continued to increase, and it was difficult to find a seat on the mountain road. Zhenyuan
The great immortal set up another magic circle, and only those who passed the test of character could enter the mountain to listen to the sermon.
And most of them are people with pure hearts and pure Taoism. The formation set up by Zhenyuan Immortal is only to stop the most ferocious and evil people, so they can pass naturally.
Although there are fewer people, you can occupy a good seat earlier if you pass through the main formation in advance. When listening to a sermon, there is still a big gap between the front and back positions of the seats. Those in the front row are closer to the preacher, and the sermon is closer to the sermon.
The preaching of the Dharma can naturally be heard clearly, and the true meaning of the Tao is also pure.
Those who sit in the back row can hear it through sound transmission and amplification, but the sound of the Tao is propagated and affected by external forces from heaven and earth, so the effect is naturally not as good as if you were seated in the front!
Once the hundred-year lecture is over, Immortal Zhenyuan will seal the mountain gate to prevent outsiders from entering Wanshou Mountain.
Therefore, in order to grab a good seat when the great immortal opens the mountain, so that it is convenient to listen to the sermon, some immortals will stay at the foot of the mountain, or some immortals cannot come here in person due to other matters, so they will send some Taoist boys to take their place.
When you hear the sermon, come again to hear the sermon.
Due to the mighty power of Immortal Zhenyuan, there is no danger of being killed or injured within a radius of ten thousand miles, and it is very suitable for some weak monks to survive. Therefore, the front of Longevity Mountain is always crowded with people, and the place where all cultivators gather.
But Qingluo felt as if he was occupying a seat in the university library, and his Taoism had become a bit of a study!
He was very helpless, but what made him even more helpless was that Zhenyuan Daxian had just finished his sermon for a hundred years, and it would take another nine hundred years for the next sermon.
And since he had no identity and background, he would not receive special treatment. If Qingluo wanted to hear the sermon, he would have to wait here for nine hundred years. But he didn't want to spend that long here.
Qingluo left Longevity Mountain full of disappointment and began to fly to the eastern part of the wilderness, looking for a way.
He has been in this business for more than thirty years. Although his speed is not very fast, after flying for twenty or thirty years, he can fly thousands of times around the equator of the earth!
Qingluo's journey was not very dangerous, but his luck was far worse. He encountered many natural and earthly treasures, but most of them had their masters.
The owners of those good treasures are naturally very powerful, and Qing Luo doesn't dare to mess with them. But he doesn't like the treasures hidden by the weak ones.
So, along the way, I didn’t gain much.
But he said that one day, he suddenly saw a vast forest, boundless and lush, and there must be many spiritual things in it.
He planned to check it carefully, but before the clouds descended, he suddenly felt a strong earth law coming from the east, and it was actually mixed with the breath of innate things, mysterious differences, and thick earth.
After Qing Luo sensed it, he quickly turned around and drove away in the clouds. Innate things are rare to see!
After traveling for hundreds of miles, a 1,670-mile-long yellow desert suddenly appeared in the forest. On one side, there were lush green trees and became a forest, while on the other side, the yellow sand became a desolate desert.
Although this withered and yellow desert has a strong earthy aura, it also has a hint of death.
But Qingluo didn't pay attention to this, his eyes fixed on a little earthy yellow light in the middle of the desert.
The innate aura just now came from this spiritual light! Judging from its aura, it does not seem to be like a magic weapon, but it is an extremely rare innate earth spirit in the world. It has a rich law of earth, which is consistent with the earth spirit.
True meaning.
This innate earth essence can be said to be the treasure that all earth-attribute monks long for. With this object, not only can you practice with half the effort, but it is also excellent for understanding the laws of earth or refining magic weapons!
Although Qingluo is not a monk who practices the earth attribute, for him, this object is also related to the path. If the path he cultivates is really related to the five elements, then this group of innate earth essence can be an excellent way to comprehend and practice, or
It is a refining thing, maybe it gathers the five elements of innate things, just like in the novel, there are three flowers gathering at the top, and the five qi are in full swing!
Qingluo held back his excitement and hurriedly lowered his cloud head and ran towards the innate earth spirit.
But he had just walked a few steps when the scene where the clam witch used colored beads to plot against him suddenly appeared in his mind, and he felt panicked. This was actually a sudden impulse!
The higher your cultivation level, the more sensitive you are to things related to you. And this whim can be said to be the more accurate one among many.
What it represents is usually either great joy or disaster!
Qing Luo immediately thought that this was a trap! As soon as he reached the body not far from the desert, he quickly backed away.
However, when he reached the edge of the desert, the entire desert suddenly emitted a burst of yellow light, covering the entire desert.
And Qingluo also hit the light mask on the edge of the desert.
Ignoring the pain on his head, he quickly released the Nine Mysteries Diagram and transformed it into nine pieces. The light flowed to protect his whole body.
Chapter completed!