One thousand seven hundred and sixty-six chapters Kunlun conferred God (seven)
"Longbie Garden!"
At the front of the dilapidated hall, three large gilded characters loomed above the crooked plaque, and there were scattered fragments on the ground.
Even though tens of thousands of years have passed and it has even been damaged, one can still feel that in addition to the rich vicissitudes of life, there is also an ethereal and spiritual meaning that will never go away, lingering on it.
"It turns out to be Zhenlong Villa, one of the thirty-six villas of Kunlun Heavenly Palace!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at the plaque with some surprise. He turned his eyes slightly and glanced around.
Although Kunlun Mountain was beaten to pieces, the sky and the earth hung upside down, and the world was reversed, but now that he saw Zhenlong Villa, he could still vaguely distinguish the general direction of his location.
Before sending Long Kui and Sansheng Nirvana here, Wu Ming collected information about the Kunlun Heavenly Palace from many sources. Whether it was Kun Nian, Lei Mingsheng, or the Golden Scale Demon Saint, they all gave extremely detailed information.
Although it is impossible to match the current environment of Kunlun Heavenly Palace, there is still a comparison that can provide some reference, so as not to be blinded everywhere.
And this Zhenlong Villa is in the outer courtyard of Kunlun Heavenly Palace. Compared with the ancient sect, it is a place where rewards are given out to disciples or some treasures are stored.
The difference is that in the Middle Ages, this was the place where salaries were distributed to many gods of all kinds!
As for the location of the real treasure, it is naturally the top priority and cannot be on the periphery.
But even so, if there are treasures left in it, they will still be extremely rare treasures in ancient times and now!
Wu Ming stepped into it, as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard, and stepped straight into the square.
Buzz!
The moment his feet hit the ground, the surrounding scene changed drastically, like a blur before his eyes. Even with Wu Ming's current strength, he was unable to notice the change in power.
When I looked again, I saw the white magnolia pavilion, carved beams and painted buildings, and pavilions everywhere, and there were countless rare birds and animals, which made me dazzled, dazzled, and reluctant to leave.
"Welcome to Immortal Pingyun!"
While Wu Ming was watching, a crisp roll call suddenly came to his ears.
Following the sound, I saw two pink and jade carved fairy boys, about eleven or twelve years old, wearing Taoist robes, it was difficult to tell the male and female. They respectfully greeted one in a spruce, white clothes like clouds, just like in the painting.
The Immortal Lord, a thirty-year-old man with extraordinary bearing, welcomed him into the front of the hall.
"Shangxian Pingyun?"
Wu Ming raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes flashed with thought, and he looked at it for a few times in surprise, "Even in the period of the Medieval Schools of Thoughts, Kunlun Heavenly Palace still followed the title of the ancient Gods Era.
Anyone who can be revered as a Supreme Immortal must be a powerful person in the Holy Realm. The name of Pingyun Supreme Immortal is so unfamiliar that I have never heard of it!"
With the light of his current knowledge, not only is he knowledgeable about the past and present, but he is also very knowledgeable. However, it is impossible to know every powerful person who has ever existed in the world.
"You two little guys are in charge today. Is Fellow Taoist Gushe here?"
This fairy on Pingyun has sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He is full of energy, extraordinary bearing, and quite elegant. Although he is a high-ranking immortal in the holy realm, he is actually amiable and approachable. He is not inferior to the two little fairy boys just because they are not in the innate realm.
The instructions are given by Qi Qi.
Moreover, he casually took out two fiery red dates the size of longan and placed them in the palms of the two little fairies.
"Ah, Huo Yunzao!"
When he was only eleven or twelve years old, his childlike innocence was still intact, and he was at his most playful, one of the fairy children's eyes lit up and he exclaimed.
"cough!"
On the contrary, another fairy boy with a rather beautiful face, like a little fairy who has not yet bloomed, coughed lightly, pretended to be steady and bowed to the Immortal Pingyun, and carefully put the Huoyun Zao into his waistband. The brocade bag said, "Thank you to the Immortal for giving me the Immortal Fruit. The master of my courtyard is in the hall, greeting several immortals who have come from far away. During this period, he also mentioned that the Immortal Chief will be coming soon. I didn't expect you to come like this." morning."
"Haha, which fellow Taoists came so early?"
Immortal Pingyun patted the heads of the two fairy boys, smiled heartily, and strode towards the main hall.
"Brother Pingyun!"
Before they arrived in front of the hall, four or five figures with extraordinary bearing and gorgeous clothes appeared. Among them was a woman, wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown. She looked like a Taoist Quanzhen, looking at Pingyun Shangxian with a peaceful expression. .
"Jade Camelback Tuo Luo Lu has seen the Immortal Ping Yun!"
"Zou Min from Chongguang Mountain has seen the Immortal Pingyun!"
"Xingpu..."
The rest of the people stepped forward one by one and bowed their hands in greeting.
"Haha, Pingyun has met fellow Taoist Gushe, and met all fellow Taoists!"
Pingyun Shangxian walked a few steps and bowed his head.
"Fellow Taoist Pingyun, please!"
Fairy Gushe bowed sideways, stretched out her hand to guide her, and walked with Pingyun Shangxian. The others followed closely and filed in.
"Six Holy Realms!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank.
These are the six saintly beings, among them Fairy Gushe and Pingyun Shangxian are the leaders among the saintly beings, and probably the strongest among the mighty saints.
Otherwise, other holy realm beings would not respect him as an immortal, and he would not dare to be disrespectful at all, even if the other party is afraid of being approachable and does not seem to care about these trivial etiquette.
But what really amazed Wu Ming was that in one of the thirty-six major gardens of the Kunlun Heavenly Palace, there was actually a powerful man in the holy realm sitting in charge.
If the other gardens were in the same situation, how powerful would Kunlun Heavenly Palace be?
"I seem to have underestimated the Tianpin Sect... huh?"
Wu Ming was amazed and stepped forward. Just as he was waiting to follow in and hear what these images left in the world so long ago would communicate, he suddenly raised his head and stopped moving forward.
But he saw Fairy Gushe, who was leading the immortals into the palace, suddenly stopped and looked out as if casually.
"Fellow Taoist Gushe?"
The rest of the people seemed not to notice, except for Pingyun Shangxian who was slightly surprised or looked at it suspiciously.
"nothing!"
Fairy Gushe shook her head slightly, a faint smile reappeared on her quiet jade face, and she turned around and entered the palace.
"this……"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and underneath his seemingly calm face, there were waves rising and falling, like a stormy sea.
It seemed like a normal scene of watching, but in Wu Ming's eyes, Fairy Gushe looked at exactly where he was.
Although he didn't see himself clearly, he was sure that the other party seemed to notice something abnormal.
"Coincidence, or not?"
Wu Ming hesitated.
He didn't know if others would see the same situation as him when they entered this place, or if it would be another situation, and they wouldn't even see any vision, but he believed in his intuition, and the other party was most likely to have really noticed something. .
Otherwise, such existences would not be so bored that they would turn around and take such a meaningless look!
According to legend, when the Buddha became enlightened, he took pictures on the wall of the cave where he retreated, and they remain immortal for thousands of years.
Wu Ming believes that the three ancestors all have such abilities, which are the manifestation and evolution of their own will. Even he can do it now.
It’s just that you don’t do it deliberately, and it won’t last for many years!
This is a mark left by the unconscious only at a special moment, in a realm close to heaven, earth, and human beings.
Just like when people pass by, they leave their names, when geese pass by they leave their voices, and when the road passes by, they leave their traces!
Although the vision here is not in this state, it is closer to the legendary mirage.
Due to the special environment of the land and the rules of heaven and earth, what happened in the Kunlun Heavenly Palace at a certain point in time was imprinted on the avenue.
To trigger this scene, you may not need special means, but come to think of it, not everyone can see it!
Wu Ming had many thoughts running through his mind, suppressed his doubts, and continued to step forward, but paused again.
Because, I don't know when, maybe at the moment when he was distracted, the scene in front of him changed again.
"This time Yaochi..."
Vaguely, I could only hear a few vague words coming from the main hall. Even with Wu Ming's ability, he forcibly imprinted the sound waves into the sea of consciousness, it was still difficult to distinguish. I can only be sure that the other party mentioned Yaochi!
Yaochi, the inner courtyard of Kunlun Heavenly Palace, is the most important place!
According to legend, it is the place where the Lord of Kunlun Heavenly Palace, Jiu Miao Golden Mother, and Jiutian Xuannv, the Inanimate Old Mother, sit and talk about Taoism. It is also the place where in ancient times, and even in the Middle Ages, they held banquets with immortals and gods.
Wu Ming did not think about it further, but looked around. The square hall seemed to have not changed much, but was less angry. His eyes fell on the two little fairy boys who were coming out of the corner of the back hall.
I don’t know whether it’s how many years have passed, or whether it’s a connection with the previous situation, but the appearance of the two little fairy boys has not changed much.
As seen before, it is carved in pink and jade, and it looks like it is about eleven or twelve years old.
"Senior Sister Yusu, I heard..."
Among them, the little fairy boy with a slightly out-of-touch personality said in a low voice.
"Silence!"
The somewhat steady fairy boy glared at him and said in a deep voice, "Since it's just hearsay, don't take it seriously, and don't talk nonsense. If the fairy elders hear it, I'll be careful to punish you!"
"oh!"
The little fairy boy shrank his neck, rolled his dark eyes, looked around carefully and said, "Senior Sister, I really didn't hear about it, but I accidentally heard last night that Yu Tuofeng was talking to the two immortals from Chongguang Mountain.
, say yes..."
"Shut up, do you want your life?"
The other fairy boy frowned and lowered his voice, but he had a majestic air. He scolded in an old-fashioned manner, "You dare to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two immortals. This is a taboo in the palace. I will not do this."
Report to the hospital master, but you must remember, you must not say a word about what the two immortals talked about, otherwise..."
"Senior sister, I know I was wrong, please don't tell the hospital master!"
The little fairy boy's face was pale, he was sweating, and he begged for mercy again and again.
"snort!"
Seeing this, the other fairy boy gave him a few instructions in a gentle tone, and without asking what the other person had overheard, he hurried away with him.
"Yusu, Yusu... the founder of Taisu Immortal Palace!"
Unexpectedly, this scene was caught by Wu Ming, who was standing in the square, and his expression changed slightly as he watched the two of them disappear at the edge of the square.
Wu Ming did not expect that this little fairy boy would be the founder of Taisu Immortal Palace, Yu Su Zhenren!
Thinking back carefully, he had been to Taisu Immortal Palace several times and paid homage to the Patriarch's Hall. He could vaguely remember that the slightly majestic female Taoist Quan Zhen was really the same as this little fairy boy who had not yet grown up.
There are quite a few similarities. (To be continued)