It has been more than ten days since Imperial Master Yankang and his wife came here. This city in the sky is like a fairyland, with scenes that are difficult to see on earth.
"Are you still used to living here these days, Imperial Master?" An old man in white robe came over and asked with a smile.
Imperial Master Yankang said solemnly: "Xiaoyujing is worthy of its name. The atmosphere here is extraordinary, which makes me reluctant to leave. However, although this place is good, it is far away from the human world after all. My ambition is not here, and I will eventually leave. Qingyoushan people forgive me."
The old man Qingyou Shanren smiled and said: "Master, don't worry. Shanren invited the master to come as a guest, but he has not yet told the master the origin of Xiao Yujing."
Imperial Master Yankang said curiously: "I would like to hear the details."
Qingyoushanren led the way and led the Imperial Master and his wife onto a rainbow bridge. This rainbow bridge was carved from seven-color jade and spanned the sky. Standing on the bridge felt like standing on a rainbow. When they came to the center of the bridge, they saw
The scenery of Xiaoyujing is different from what you see below. In Xiaoyujing, the mountains in the sky are arranged like natural formations, and the palaces on the mountains look like places where immortals live.
"Xiao Yujing's origin is more ancient than what the Imperial Master imagined."
Qingyoushanren smiled and said: "The history here can be traced back to the Kaihuang period."
"Kaihuang?"
The Imperial Master of Yankang had indeed never heard of the Kaihuang, and asked curiously: "Which country was in the Kaihuang period? Yankang did not have any emperor named Kaihuang."
"Kaihuang is not Yankang, Kaihuang is a land called Kaihuang Kingdom."
Qingyoushanren said: "The Imperial Master should know that the Kaihuang Kingdom is now the Great Ruins."
Imperial Master Yankang's body trembled slightly and he exhaled a breath: "The Great Ruins."
Qingyoushanren led the couple through the Hongqiao and towards a fairy mountain suspended in mid-air. He said unhurriedly: "The founding of the emperor is a Taoist saying, and Buddhism calls it Kong Ji. Buddhism says that the formation, residence, and evil are
Kong, the Kong era is the fourth era, and we Taoists call it the Kaihuang era. Now that Yankang is rising, we in Xiaoyujing call Yankang the Yankang era. During the Kaihuang period, Daxu prospered, and Kaihuang fell.
That great catastrophe, I, Xiao Yujing, call it the Kaihuang Tribulation. Before the Kaihuang Tribulation, there are three more tribulations."
The eyes of the Imperial Master's wife flashed and she said: "The elder said that Yankang Kingdom, you call it the Yankang Period, so if Yankang is destroyed, do you want to call it the Yankang Tribulation?"
"My lady is smart."
Qingyou Mountain Man smiled and pointed to the distance, where there was a jade mountain floating in the air. Several Taoists were building a palace and said: "That palace is going to store the history of Yankang. When the Yankang Kingdom is destroyed, it can
Sort out the past of the Yankang Tribulation and leave it to future generations for reference."
The wife of the Imperial Master couldn't help but said: "Elder, where is Xiaoyujing? Is it good or evil? What do you think of our couple? We have been here for some time, and the elder has been letting us browse here these days.
Visit, now it’s time to tell Xiao Yujing’s true thoughts, right?”
"We, Xiao Yujing, have no ideas. We just want to observe the Imperial Master, observe the reforms, and record what we think is useful for future generations."
Qingyou Mountain Man smiled and said: "We call ourselves immortals, not gods. We don't want to interfere with the running of world affairs."
Yankang Guoshi said: "How to distinguish between immortals and gods?"
Qingyoushanren said: "Immortals are humans, gods are not humans."
Imperial Master Yankang was thoughtful and said: "You mean, people cannot become gods, they can only become immortals?"
Qingyoushanren smiled and said: "The national master has cultivated to the realm of the Divine Bridge. What do you see when you stand on the Divine Bridge?"
Imperial Master Yankang said nothing. The realm of Shenqiao is the Broken Wall Shenqiao Shenzang. It is the seventh and highest state of cultivation.
"Shenqiao Shenzang, that sacred bridge is the bridge leading to the realm of gods, but everyone's sacred bridge is broken and cannot reach the other side. The national master should be no exception, right?"
Qingyoushanren said: "Xiaoyujing's immortals are no exception. We have seen countless people's sacred treasures. The sacred bridges are all broken. If you stand on the broken sacred bridge and cannot reach the other side, you will not be able to become a god. In fact,
In terms of cultivation, we are already on par with the gods, but our realm has been cut off."
Imperial Master Yankang nodded and said: "I have discovered this matter many years ago. I have been worried about it and searched many ancient books, but I have not found a solution. Is there any record of the bridge being broken and reconnected in Xiaoyujing?
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"have."
Qingyoushanren led them up to the palace on Yushan Mountain and said: "But Xiaoyujing can't do it. Because he can't become a god, he only wants to become an immortal. That's why we old people live in Xiaoyujing. Although we call ourselves
I am an immortal, but when the time comes, my soul will still return to hell. I will inevitably die. I just want to be pure. Imperial Master, madam, please come here."
Yankang Guoshi and his wife followed him and walked into the palace on the mountain. Although the Yuyu Qiong Tower here has the ethereal appearance of an immortal family, it seems deserted and deserted, with no people in sight.
Xiaoyujing is such a deserted place.
Qingyoushanren led them through the long corridor and the round door to the depths of the palace: "However, during the Kaihuang period, a group of people did connect to the broken divine bridge. They built a prosperous and glorious divine dynasty.
Later, this divine dynasty was wiped out and ceased to exist. The former site of this divine dynasty is today’s Great Ruins.”
Imperial Master Yankang was a little excited: "Someone has connected to the Divine Bridge? So, they can become gods?"
Qingyou Mountain Man nodded and said with a smile: "But these people are very few now. They are called the abandoned people of God."
Imperial Master Yankang was startled: "Are they the abandoned people in the ruins?"
"No. Almost no one among the abandoned people in the Great Ruins owns the complete Shenqiao Shenzang. Our immortals from Xiaoyujing went to check it out."
Qingyou Mountain Man opened a door, led them in, and said: "Yankang Kingdom once received an oracle, right? The abandoned people of the Great Ruins are strictly prohibited from leaving the Great Ruins. In fact, what the Oracle wants you to guard against is not what is in the Great Ruins."
Those abandoned people, but the remnants of Wuyou Township who live in the great ruins. Their sacred bridge is intact, and it is they who are protected by the oracle."
In front of them were rows of bookshelves, and on the bookshelves were thick volumes of classics, which were recorded by the immortals of Xiao Yujing about the history of the Kaihuang period.
"If the Imperial Master reads these classics, he will know what happened to the Kaihuang Chronicle and the Kaihuang Tribulation."
Qingyou Shanren bowed and saluted, planning to exit the library, saying: "If the Imperial Master continues to follow his own path, the history of Kaihuang Ji will also be the history of Yankang Kingdom. Kaihuang Ji
Yankang Ji will also face the things he has faced."
Imperial Master Yankang returned the gift and said: "You Zhensan people from Xiaoyujing died in my hands, why do you want me to come here, brother Taoist?"
"I, Xiao Yujing, do not interfere in world affairs, but only record world affairs. When Zhen San comes down the mountain, he is no longer Xiao Yujing's immortal. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me, Xiao Yujing."
Qingyou Shanren walked out and said: "The Xian couple came to Xiao Yujing, and they are also the immortals of my Xiao Yujing. After the Xian couple left, they had nothing to do with me, Xiao Yujing. There have been saints in five hundred years, and we, Xiao Yujing, also want to see them.
Let’s see if the saints of today can do what the saints of the past couldn’t do.”
"Weird rules."
The eyes of the Imperial Master's wife wandered, and they fell on these ancient books, and said: "Husband, there are some questions about Xiao Yujing's origins. I think they should be descendants of the founding emperor."
"It's possible."
Imperial Master Yankang sat down, held up the scroll, and said: "They have no ill intentions, and there is no need to guess their thoughts. I want to take a look at the history of the founding of the emperor, so that the past can serve as a lesson for the present."
Big Ruins.
"I just want to find a lower world for my people to settle down and a place to thrive. I don't want to go to war with your world."
Demon King Dutian's eyes were dull and he murmured: "We are all finished in Dutian. If we continue to fight with you, we will really become extinct. I have to be responsible for my race. Let me go back and I will find another inferior one."
World, let me go back..."
Hu Ling'er looked at Qin Mu and whispered: "Master, why don't you let him go back? It's so pitiful."
"How do I know if he is really going back or pretending to go back?"
Qin Mu shook his head and said: "He is just a consciousness. His true body is still in Dutian, and he can continue to search for other worlds. There is no need for this consciousness to return to Dutian. What if he does not go back, but hides and summons his true body?
Isn’t that my sin? You can’t believe a word of this guy’s words. If you do, you will lose. Xianglong City is ahead of you, and there is only a thousand miles away from Canlao Village.”
Ahead, Xianglong City was in sight. Qin Mu relaxed and finally reached his own territory.
"Master!"
"Master is back?"
"Sir, how does the Yankang Kingdom compare to ours?"
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Qin Mu took Long Qilin into Xianglong City, and merchants along the way greeted him. Qin Mu returned the greeting with a smile and said with a smile: "Yankang country is much more chaotic than our Daxu. It rebels and fights every day, and the war is chaotic. It is not a good place.
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"Yes. Not long ago, many refugees fled to the ruins. They said they were fleeing from the war. It would be good if the young master comes back. After all, his home is still safe."
Qin Mu came to the city lord's mansion and asked, "Is the city lord back?"
"The city lord came here a few days ago and then left. Would the young master want to stay? I will prepare a banquet to welcome the young master."
"No."
Qin Mu said: "The new year is approaching, I will go back to the village first."
Xianglong City has long been his and Granny Si's property, and the forces in the city are basically the forces of the Heavenly Demon Sect. It is different from the outside. The Heavenly Demon Sect outside calls Qin Mu the leader and Saint Master, but in Xianglong City they still call him
Qin Mu is the son.
After all, the owner of this city is Granny Si, and Qin Mu is the child raised by Granny Si. It is natural for him to be called the Young Master.
Qin Mu set out on his way home again. The distance of more than a thousand miles was very short. With Long Qilin's foot power, he could reach Canlao Village in half a day.
Long Qilin stepped on the river and swam upstream. The winter sun shone a little warmly on it, and it was not as cold as the Yankang Kingdom today. Qin Mu remembered that he and Xian Qing'er went to the ice wave last year and passed by there.
At that time, I saw Xian Qing'er taking the villagers to smoke fish together, applying salt to the big fish hanging under the trees by the river, and smoking them with wet firewood below to intrude the smoke smell.
People in this village caught a lot of big fish and hung them on trees as tall as a person. The fish meat was shiny and translucent. They rarely went out hunting during the Chinese New Year, so they could survive the winter with these catches.
Qin Mu asked Long Qilin to stop. The little girl with three pigtails blinked her bright eyes and said: "The cowherds have returned home in fine clothes? Is it fun to play outside?"
Qin Mu smiled and said: "It's not bad, you are hunted down wherever you go. The monk from Xiaoleiyin Temple hasn't come to see you?"