Volume II Rise of the Heavenly Realm Chapter 99: Gathering of Old Friends
Sixty years ago, the Taoist Academy spent a lot of spiritual stones and asked Heaven to build three teleportation arrays, one large, two small, and three in the Taoist Academy.
Holding the Void Token, he stepped onto a special large teleportation array. His figure slowly disappeared, wrapped in green light, and quickly traveled through the turbulent flow of the void. After a long time, the light door appeared in front, and his figure flashed, appearing in the large teleportation array of the Taoist Academy.
On the battlefield.
"Dean?"
"Holy Son?"
Seeing the visitor, the monks responsible for guarding were stunned for a moment and then immediately saluted:
"Welcome, Dean, Holy Son!"
Wang Bin smiled slightly:
"Thank you for your hard work, keep going!"
Fly off the teleportation platform and immediately fly towards the Taoist Hall behind the Taoist Law School.
With Wang Bin's smooth return, the celebration of the ascension to immortality also started quickly. Invitations were spread widely and the celebration process was arranged. All these chores were handed over to the leader Zhiming and his disciple Jin Yi. Wang Bin and Mingyue hid in Fuhu Secret Realm early.
Dizi Palace.
Holding a long black stick with both hands, Wang Bin was observing carefully with excitement on his face. Even Mingyue couldn't help but looked at the long stick with curiosity:
The long black stick is as tall as Wang Bin, half round and half eight-sided; at the intersection of the round and eight-sided parts in the middle, two simple characters are carved on it: Mixed; at the top of the round stick is a red and blue Tai Chi diagram,
At the top of the eight-sided triangle is a bloody Bagua diagram.
"This is your biggest secret: mixed into a stick?"
"Well, it has been hiding in my Dantian space for more than three hundred years. I used to 'worship the Three Pure Ones and observe the Daluo Heaven'. When it entered the Daluo Heaven, it became restless in the Dantian space. As soon as I thought about it, it appeared.
In my hand, it is precisely because of the blue light emitted by this stick that I can persist in it for a day and a night."
While listening to Wang Bin's story, Mingyue stared at Hun Chenggang and asked curiously:
"What's so special?"
"It's quite heavy!"
"How heavy?"
"I'll hold it. It won't sink. Why don't you hold it... How about you give it a try?"
Mingyue nodded and reached out to catch the stick. Wang Bin smiled mischievously and let go of his hands.
"ah!"
Although Mingyue was already prepared and had a lot of spiritual power running in her hands, she still seriously underestimated the weight of the mixed stick. She exclaimed, took off her hand and stuck it diagonally on the ground:
"Why is it so heavy?"
The long black stick was stuck diagonally on the main hall, and it was sinking rapidly. In an instant, it was about to sink into the bluestone bricks. Wang Bin supported Mingyue, and with a thought, he grabbed the black stick in his hand, leaving a dark and deep big hole on the bluestone ground.
hole.
"How heavy is it?"
"I don't know! It's as light as a feather to me, but it's as heavy as a giant mountain to others."
After careful study, he put the mixed stick into his body again, and shared with Mingyue the experience, process, and insights of this ascension:
To pay homage to the Second Emperor, climb to the Heavenly Tower, pay homage to the Three Pure Ones, and view Daluo.
In particular, contemplating the Great Luotian is of great benefit to one's own Taoist practice. It can rectify the original source and clarify the future.
Half a year later, the celebration ceremony for Wang Bin's ascension to immortality was held as scheduled.
Most of the sects in the Southern Territory came to congratulate them. After all, over the years, the Taoist Academy has trained many disciples for sects of all sizes in the Southern Territory. At this moment, it is appropriate to bring a gift to celebrate.
Baiquan Valley Feiyun and Feng Family Fengfeng all came to celebrate with gifts.
After the celebration, as old friends, Wang Bin and Mingyue received the two of them alone.
Feiyun, that is, Mu Yunfei has already broken through to Taiyi Sanxian, Wang Bin has just broken through, Fengfeng is about to break through, and Mingyue has already experienced seven heavenly tribulations.
"Hey, I really envy you geniuses! According to reliable information, among the monsters who participated in the Genius Conference finals with us in Tiancheng, nearly half of them who are still alive have successfully broken through to immortality."
Feng Feng took a sip of spiritual wine and pretended to sigh.
Wang Bin joked:
"Aren't you going to suffer the ninth heavenly tribulation soon?!
By the way, half of them have broken through? So many? It seems that cultivating immortality is not as difficult as imagined!"
Mu Yunfei, who removed his black veil and revealed his true face, glanced at Wang Bin with disdain:
"You can't always focus on the geniuses at the Genius Conference. Have you ever thought about the same group of monks who practiced with us, or the monks who have been together for a while, where are they?
To worship the Immortal, there are only six or seven fellow practitioners in the Qi Li Po, right?
This is the result of three years for the whole world.
How huge is the base of monks in the Three Realms?
Not talking about the underworld and the human world, just talking about the heavenly world, how many monks of various races are there in the five continents? How many have truly taken the step of becoming immortals? One in a million?"
After a while, he took a sip of wine and said again:
"Isn't it more than that?"
After taking a sip of wine, Feng Feng said with emotion:
"Yes, now, the immortal cultivators in the entire Southern Territory: Taiyi and Daluo together are only more than 1,800, and at their peak, they did not exceed 2,500. This is the entire Southern Territory of Zhonghuang Yuzhou.
Zhonghuang Yuzhou is still the largest continent among the five continents, and it has been accumulated over many years.
Over these countless years, how many unknown people have been drowned in the long river of time. In this long river of time, there are more than thousands of geniuses who are the best in a generation? But in the end... alas!~"
"Practice Taoism and seek immortality in order to live forever. If you truly become an immortal, your body will no longer age, but you will only live forever in name.
The Taiyi Loose Immortal has a calamity every five hundred years, the Taiyi Golden Immortal has a calamity every eight hundred years, the Daluo Golden Immortal has a calamity every five hundred years, and the Daluo Celestial Immortal has a calamity every two thousand years...
Each calamity is better than the next, and I am forced to continue practicing hard.
‘Below the saints are all ants’,
In the vast Three Realms, aren’t those four the only ones who are truly holy? Hahahaha!~
It’s all in vain in the end!
It’s not even as good as those ordinary people who can marry a wife, have children, and live a stable life, and it’s better than me cultivating alone.”
Listening to Feng Feng's sigh, Wang Bin suddenly remembered the words of his first master, Master Kunyang, before his death:
"Thousands of people practice Taoism, and thousands of people die, but in the end it's all in vain!"
"Come on, cheers!"
"Come on, drink!"
Mingyue quietly filled the three people with spiritual wine again. Wang Bin picked up the wine glass and thought of his wife and children far away in the human world, as well as the graves of his parents. He also thought of the inner demons during the tribulation, leaving a line of long-lost tears in his eyes.
:
"It's all in vain in the end! Well said! Come on, keep drinking!"
"You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
In the final analysis, we are still lucky. At least we still have choices. Although we have regrets, we are also happy.
Since you have chosen this path, you must continue to work hard and fight for that glimmer of hope.
The path to immortality has not been successful yet, comrades still need to work hard..."
The four of them just kept chatting all over the place, and before they knew it, it was already dawn.
In a monk's life, he will get to know many fellow travelers, who will either be left behind or leave others behind. There are very few who can truly go on together and make progress together. Although the four people belong to different sects, they are close acquaintances.
After three hundred years, their cultivation levels are still almost the same, so they are considered extremely rare friends.
In particular, Wang Bin can be with his lover day and night, and his beautiful wife can practice and progress together. I don't know how many monks envy him. After all, most monks spend their lives in loneliness and misery.
Seeing that it was already dawn outside, Wang Bin thought about it seriously and decided to tell Mu Yunfei about how he was looking for him in the black robe of Tiancheng and finally lost to Mu Yunfei in the group competition for Mingyue Valley. After listening carefully, Mu Yun
Fei's face gradually became serious, and then he exuded a powerful cultivation level, and even Feng Feng on the side began to be on guard.
Mu Yunfei, who was a little angry, picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured it into his mouth. Seeing his eyes turn from scarlet to clear again, his anger gradually subsided, and he returned to calm in an instant:
"Actually, you did the right thing! As the Holy Son of Mingyue Valley, you must put the interests of the sect first. Besides, you and I were not familiar with each other at the beginning, so you had no obligation to tell me. Now you can tell me and treat me as a friend, thank you
."
The three of them drank a drink quietly.
"I have reviewed the entire process of the Qingyun Sect's collapse before. In fact, even if we were told in advance, it would not help. It was impossible for us to find those traitors at that time. Even if the sect masters did not leave the sect, the difference would only be greater.
If you persist for a while, the end result will be the same.
Thanks to Master Tian Fengxian of Baiquan Valley, who has a relationship with my master, I was able to enter Baiquan Valley and practice safely.
The Qingyun Sect has been destroyed, Mu Yunfei is dead, and now I am the elder of Baiquan Valley: Feiyun."
"Come, let's respect Brother Feiyun."
"cheers!"
The four of us drank a toast and let the past go with the wine.
"After I ascend, the four of us will drink and chat again."