Chapter 13 Ginseng Fruit Meeting for Ten Thousand Years (Part 1)
The years are fleeting and thousands of years pass by just a snap of the fingers.
When the sky and sea are opened, the time in all realms will be anchored by the sky and sea, and with it as the center, the flow of time will become faster as it goes outward.
The sky and the sea are one day, and the dry month is one month.
The endless years of the sky and the sea are already a long period of more than 300,000 years in some large worlds.
For the more remote world, it is only one day in the sky and the sea, and one year in that period is a huge amount of thousands of years, which ordinary people cannot imagine.
This number is long enough, not only for ordinary practitioners, but also for many people with great powers of Nine Tribulations.
Except for the master of the Dao, this number is an insurmountable limit for most living beings in the world!
Woohoo~
It seems that a breeze blows through the sea of laws and descends on Penglai Island.
In a quiet hall, several people on duty were discussing the recent changes in the world and major events in the world.
"Then who is to blame? Those Taoist people are arrogant and arrogant. Whenever they become enlightened, they will provoke the leader of the religion. Look at the enlightenment of Master Cihang. Is there any objection in the religion..."
Tens of thousands of years are enough to erase all traces. There are still no wheat fields in the wilderness, but there is no river water for irrigation. There are too few.
Yang Yu changed the subject.
Over the course of thousands of years, Guan Bijun's changes were far less significant than those of other realms. Even in the process of the spiritual tide returning to the sky and sea, the realm of mountains and seas was the one that benefited the least.
When I came back, I saw that I had been coming to that restaurant for many years, and there were two old men following me, who seemed to be my bodyguards.
But immediately, everyone's expressions changed.
"you know."
"Did you ask him why he came?"
Hearing the sound, Fengxian glanced at her mother subconsciously. She seemed to have heard it and went shopping quickly or quickly.
The gentle breeze stirs the grass.
"Yes, I am already such a little person..."You go ahead!"
After slapping his son to silence, Yu Zhangxuan looked at Yang Yu:
Under the small flying boat, Yu Zhangxuan pointed to the sea of grass blown by the wind, as if reminiscing:
"Yu Zhangxuan..." Yang Yu replied:
These Taoist people are all Tao masters after birth, and they are by no means comparable to special Tao masters. It is even rumored that among these Taoist lords, none of them came from the Qiyu after four calamities, or even...
"After ten thousand years, you once went to Wanfa Dragon Tower. At that time, you were obsessed with practicing, so you disturbed..."
Fengxian's heart trembled.
"What are you doing to them? Just go."
"Qi Gang, Li Baihu and others were all brought back to Shanhai by him. He went to pick us up because he came to pick you up."
Henry Zhang was confused, but he just looked at the young man in military uniform who was sitting on the other side of the table.
"The leader has been in seclusion for many years. It is probably the deputy leader who has taken action, right? After all, although those few are quite famous, they are not as good as the ancient dragon ancestors like Zhulong. The leader is not interested... ····”
"Why, are we going to invite you to go to this... ginseng fruit party?"
Yu Zhangxuan nodded:
Henry Zhang was very surprised, as if he already knew that he was special:
No disciple seemed to be moaning, and his voice was trembling:
The voice of this man of many years spread far and wide, attracting the attention of many people, but no one cared about how many people from all walks of life have made pilgrimages to the mountains and seas in the past ten thousand years.
"Xiao Gu, he..." "Here he comes." "Poof!"
No flying boat arrived here, and the voices of many people inside were full of awe and longing.
Yu Zhangxuan murmured to himself, "Mother..."
This disciple was so frightened that he trembled all over. The expressions of the other disciples also changed and they all looked back.
"mother·····"
"All species have no end of life. That is a small limit of heaven and earth. You can go against it and let this limit exist. You can change it by one or seven, but you still can't."
Tianhai, January, Shanhai, eighty days.
Caressing a piece of bench under the independent desk, ripples appeared in the sea of mind that had not experienced waves for more than ten thousand years.
Yang Yu was speechless.
I didn't consciously want to refute it, but before I could open my mouth, several sweaty disciples in front of me threw them to the ground and covered my mouth.
"There's no teahouse here, why don't we go and have a rest?"
"I heard that after 18,000 years, Master Yang was born in a large deserted city in this world..."
Walking in the big town, Yu Zhangxuan felt sad but not at a loss.
"He is indeed a little less stupid than before"
Rank masters who do not have the ability to extend their lifespan cannot even survive for more than 100 million years.
Ten thousand years in the world of heaven and eight hundred thousand years in the human world. In these long years, the drastic changes in the ten kalpas that are completely different from those in my kalpas are also completely revealed to the people.
"Actually, it's nothing serious."
In the noisy small hall, a few disciples talked, sometimes talking about Penglai, sometimes about Tianhai, and even less so, naturally their own leader, deputy leader, and the many young people with magical powers who are currently intersecting the sect.
"Years..." "Teach, leader!"
In the Mingpai Hall, there are hundreds of rows at the bottom and one row at the top. The lowest level is dedicated to the mother of the leader. The seventh and eighth floors are respectively the leader and his wife, the deputy leader, and the seventeen immortals of the Jiejiao.
As time passed, Zhang Xuan's appearance remained the same. He just smiled when he heard this:
"Master, Master, forgive me...Disciple, disciple, that was Guan Bijun from ten thousand years ago.
When I mention the weak ones in my tutor, even if they are just a few new disciples guarding the 'Fate Pai Palace', I feel excited.
"I heard that in small realms such as Qiangang and Longquan, which are on the edge of the universe, their spiritual energy has become very thin, and the Four Pole Lords have not appeared in thousands of years..."
"This, this, this outside..." "That..."
At that time, a strange voice came, Fengxian was startled and stood up suddenly.
"There are little people..."
Yu Zhangxuan poured himself a glass of wine and expressed emotion:
But apart from that, there are also some ordinary rankings enshrined in the Mingpai Hall.
It is the same situation as when the religion was first established, when only the leader had achieved enlightenment.
Heaven and earth must be harvested... "He's coming."
"He's a lot less stupid than he was later."
Huhu~
Fengxian's expression changed, but before she could persuade him, she was restrained.
"Time flies, and the sea changes. I still remember that piece of desolate forest, which was once a surging river...
It is also a world composed of scenes of light and shadow that Yu Zhangxuan saw while overlooking the sea of clouds under the flying boat.
But the ten calamities are the same!
To this day, there is still only one cult leader who has become a Taoist master, and the number of those who can be promoted to the first level has reached as few as eighteen.
Except for the deputy leader Yang Jianzhi, the other seventeen people are also famous in all realms of the world, and are known as the "Seventeen Immortals of Jiejiao".
Yu Zhangxuan snorted and took back the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Looking at her mother, Fengxian felt heartbroken, but with a thought in her heart, the flying boat had left the established channel and descended towards this vast sea of grass as far as the eye could see.
"The ranking established by the leader himself..."
"No one invited you to the banquet. You were passing by here and saw him here, so you stopped by to have a look..."
"According to legend, Master Yang, a man of heaven and earth, has had rivals since his debut. Although he has conquered the sky along the way, he likes to kill..."
Yu Guanbi glared at me and said:
"Is there anything wrong with tea? This way, this restaurant."
Seeing his old friend in red clothes carrying a knife again, Yang Yu's heart could not help but ripples:
Ten kalpas later, when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, if one yuan is ten percent, the lifespan will be more than one hundred thousand or one million?
I have frowned for many years:
The disciples were inexplicably frightened and were about to ring the bell when they suddenly noticed the change of light and shadow in the hall.
A group of disciples were chatting purposefully. Suddenly one of them turned his eyes and glanced at the life tablets in the small hall. His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he even became speechless and even started to tremble:
It was countless weak people who rose up in all directions, showed brilliance beyond imagination, and set off rituals that could be called catastrophes.
"I heard that there are turbulent undercurrents among all realms. Many gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons have criticized our religion and are dissatisfied with the leader of the religion for preventing people from becoming enlightened..."
Huhu~
The first thing to change was Xiao Li.
"One day in the sky and sea, more than one month in Longquan, and for thousands of years, there are people who can become the masters of the four poles, but it is so hopeless..." ""
This man of many years suddenly looked over and frowned in pleasure.
"mother·······"
Yang Yu smiled and took back his hand.
After leaving the mountains and seas for thousands of years and coming back, everything unfamiliar to you is gone in that homeland.
After a long while, he said "tired".
"Is that the legendary place where Master Jie Jiao Yang attained enlightenment? The spiritual power is a hundred times stronger than that of your Longquan realm!"
The crowd in that restaurant was quite quiet, so Fengxian found a place to sit down and ordered some dishes.
But he knows the origin of these rankings.
"Is Qi Gang still alive? My talent is far inferior to yours. It's thanks to him that I can advance to the fourth level. Isn't Xiaoxian here early?"
"he·····"
Wearing a purple Taoist robe, the Taoist priest whose face is hard to see is clearly standing behind the desk.
Lowering his gaze, he saw that cities were located under the small ground, and the smoke covered the sea of clouds.
"If he wants ginseng fruit, there will naturally be many..."
The ten kalpas are the tribulations within the tribulation. Although the spiritual energy is restored, the Taoist lifespan here is only 174,800 years. During this time, even if a living creature exceeds one yuan, it is difficult to survive for 80,000 years.
Yang Yuxin didn't feel anything. He raised his hand and stopped this man.
Kou Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
"The light of the two-edged sword swept through time and space, and with just one sword, it killed those extraordinary figures from all the tribulations, but I don't know whether it was the leader or the deputy leader who took action?"
"Of course you will go to the Ginseng Fruit Festival. Yes, I will leave the fruit to your son. You just want to see these people who have transformed into Taoist tribulations. Are they really like the legends?"
I want to live as long as heaven and earth, but I have not achieved enlightenment!
All the disciples had reacted earlier, and while trembling, they felt the greatest fear in their hearts:
"I heard that this ginseng fruit will... hmm?!"
"Qitou's background is a bit inferior and I haven't become one yuan, but under Penglai Island, the world will accept me."
"When I speak, he should be silent!"
"Yu?······Feng······Yu Zhang Xuan······"
Since tens of thousands of years later, the barrier of time and space has been broken, the entire ten tribulations have been changing at an unimaginable speed.
"Mom, why is he laughing?"
For thousands of years, there has been little turmoil among the ordinary people in the mountains and seas, but no minor magical master dares to display his magical powers here.
Before he finished speaking, Yang Jian's brows were already furrowed. I walked into the hall with a small step. When I caught a glimpse of the life card, which was dim and seemed to be extinguished, my expression changed uncontrollably:
But there are still no villages or towns, the population is large, and there is not even a parking place for armored vehicles.
Yu Zhangxuan couldn't hold back a sip of tea and squirted it all down his son's face.
"My temper has changed." Buzz!
Fengxian was in a hurry. I may have seen my mother in that posture before, but I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"What's the funny thing?"
We are the very few disciples of the Jiejiao people who even know who these rankings are.
Upon seeing his voice, all the disciples felt sad, as if they were affected by tangible energy.
"It's not even eighteen thousand years yet..." Yang Yu smiled slightly: It's dangerous with me.
Yu Zhangxuan glared at his son and answered with a smile.
However, in the past ten thousand years, Jiejiao has been the most neglected, and even regarded as a small force that has always stood under the tide.
Yu Zhangxuan's face was filled with anger: "Yang, don't think that he is the leader of the Jie Cult, I just dare to kill him!"
As the sun shone brightly, a series of flying boats floated up and down in the sea of clouds. Under the flying boats, children and old people could be seen gazing at the scenery.
"It's nothing, I just remembered something funny."
"Master Yang is a small person and must be respected."
Henry Zhang casually scanned and found a restaurant with the strongest aroma of wine. Fengxian had no choice but to follow.
"You can be considered a little person."
There is only one purple robe in Penglai Island. This is the purple robe made by the celestial silkworms that the leader has warmed with his blood for thousands of years. The leader's wife personally woven it!
"It doesn't matter whether you live a few years less or a few more years, doesn't it matter?"
Tens of thousands of years seem to have left too few traces on your body. Although you can see a little fatigue, you are not full of vitality, making people consciously want to get close to you.
"The waves of wheat stretch as far as the eye can see, and the Longyuan River that flows forever is the villagers busy farming. Under the small yellow mud martial arts field, grandpa is teaching you martial arts..."
Whether it's relatives and friends, or old scenes.
In the vast expanse of wilderness, like a sea of flowers and grass, a train of armored vehicles could be faintly seen passing by at a low speed, and the loud "Woo-Woo" sound was far ahead of them.
Fengxian sighed in her heart and just stayed with her mother silently.
"The heaven and the earth are long, and everyone is a passerby. Looking at all the worlds and all the tribulations, no one can die?"
Yang Prison muttered to himself loudly, and behind his eyes he seemed to see the man in red who was riding a goshawk in the past again.
In today's world, except for my own mother, no one dares to draw a sword and kill that person?
"He's enough!" "Mom!"
We first looked at the dozen fortune cards at the bottom, and when we saw that they were still shining brightly, we felt anxious. This is where the ancestors ranked. If something happens outside, it is not a trivial matter.
Even these Taoist lords who are already famous in the heavens dare to do so.
Guan Bi was not speechless.
But it still maintains the previous order.
"Mount Sumeru sent an invitation to this little ten-wheeled Bodhisattva. It seems that the little monk is going to be at the forefront..."
A vague sigh reached the ground, and in the Ming Pai Hall, Yang Jian's voice rang out:
"The path is so turbulent that it is difficult to practice. Isn't it abnormal to see the four poles after thousands of years? How difficult is it for these old monsters from four kalpas and those who have not yet been through kalpas to fight for the path?"
The way of heaven is green, the way of humanity is purple. Yu Zhangxuan was slightly in a daze:
In fact, some people have shaken the order of Tianhai, but it has naturally become the smallest gathering place for cultivators from all realms except Tianhai.