One before the other, two streamers rushed out of the atmosphere and chased back and forth in the deep space.
However, the white streamer in front flew faster and faster, but the fire that was constantly chasing behind soon reached the extreme of its own speed. I could only watch the distance between the two increase rapidly.
Wang Sheng clenched his teeth and forced the red feather flying formula. The three legged golden black in the fire gathered his wings like a sharp arrow, and his speed increased again!
Chunyang sword sect, in the main hall, at the moment, everyone looked at the crushed stone statue in amazement and experienced the ancient words that had appeared in the bottom of their heart
The first person to react was Xi Lian, who would have said the ancient tune.
She pursed her lips, sighed gently, stared at the stone statue, and didn''t know what she was thinking.
Qing Yanzi sat down slowly holding the seat, with a bit of gloom in his eyes.
The master said:
"He was a frustrated man on the immortal Road, so he didn''t have to add incense.
The inheritor of our fairy way should remember that don''t ask about the past and practice at ease. After flying immortals in the Ming Dynasty, you can''t publicize yourself or inquire about the war in that year.
The court of heaven is gone. I have no power to protect you or take care of you. If I have nothing to do, I can live in a corner at ease.
What''s the use of longevity?
What''s the use of leisure?
When you step on the end of the fairyland, you will only feel helpless. Under the avenue, everything is uneven. "
The hall was a little quiet. The Taoist priests from other Taoist priests who witnessed this scene were also emotionally complex at the moment.
When Daoxin was shocked, he realized the pessimistic words he had just heard. For a moment, he didn''t know what to say.
Then I thought that the ancestors of Chunyang sword sect could still show their spirits. Their families inherited their traditions. After so many disciples and years of worship, there was no similar situation. Could it be their ancestors
But then they realized that the problem didn''t seem so simple.
Chunyang sword sect is not the only one that worships Chunyang Zi. Have they not received such admonitions from their ancestors?
It''s really hard to figure out what''s in it for a while.
Qing Yanzi sighed gently, looked at the three little disciples in front of him, raised his hand and beckoned them forward.
Mu wanxuan went to the front of the ancestral master''s sculpture, picked up the gravel, wrapped it with a mass of mana, sent it back to the position where the stone statue was damaged, filled the gravel in, and sealed a slowly rotating Tai Chi diagram outside.
Blinking, Wang Xiaomiao couldn''t help walking to Xi Lian and asked what the ancient tunes said just now meant. Xi Lian translated them in detail.
"Elder sister," said Wang Xiaomiao in a low voice, holding Xilian''s arm, "don''t worry, this is at least good news. The celestial immortal still lives."
Originally dejected, Xi Lian couldn''t help smiling. She snuggled up with Wang Xiaomiao and continued to be fascinated by the sculpture.
How should we look at this?
What does chunyangzi mean by surviving?
Taoist priest Qinglin was at the bottom of both sides of the war. With the Tianting counterattack, Taoist priest Qinglin even improved, but the probability of surviving in the last war is not large.
He was just a symbol of the earth''s monastic world in ancient times, but it was very common in the view of the whole power of heaven.
The pessimism revealed in chunyangzi''s words and the negative emotions expressed seem to support the fact that Tianting no longer exists
"Headmaster, I''m a little tired," Xi Lian said. "Go back and have a rest first."
Qing Yanzi nodded with a smile. Wang Xiaomiao hurriedly followed Xi Lian and left.
"Cough!"
Qing Yanzi cleared his throat and said, "Jing''an and Liuji, you two go forward to offer incense. Later, when your second senior brother comes back, I will set a name for you."
"Yes, master."
The fourth and fifth bowed their heads and answered. They didn''t know what had happened at this time, but they were ordered to insert the burning incense in the censer.
The smoke curled in the hall, but it always made people feel that something was missing.
Wait left and right, Wang Sheng still didn''t return. A few hours later, seeing that the three little guys really couldn''t hold up, Qing Yanzi said to let the ceremony continue, gave the Taoist name, and entertained the parents, relatives and friends of the three new disciples to have dinner together.
With the passage of time, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became more lively. Several Taoist priests and Qing Yanzi pushed cups and changed lamps to talk about new things in the monastic world;
The three new disciples also sat with their families, nagging and being nagged, charging and being charged.
Chunyang sword sect disciples'' families can''t help visiting their children, but they will also remind them that this will affect the Taoist heart of monks.
If you want to step on the immortal Road, you should leave the world.
At nightfall, the three parents stayed on the mountain to sleep with Wei Lin. the Taoist priests have left. Later, Qingyanzi will send the disciples'' relatives down the mountain.
That night, Chunyang sword sect also had a little warmth and reluctance.
Parents hope that their children can have a good future, live longer, have stronger skills, and protect themselves in an uncertain environment in the future; As a price, I will entrust my child to Chunyang sword sect in the future
It is written in the door rules of Chunyang sword sect that during the foundation period, disciples can go down the mountain to visit their parents every two years, except for major events at home.
The next afternoon, after the three couples were sent down the mountain by Qingyanzi and Jingyun, Chunyang sword sect was finally on the right track.
The three little disciples were led by Chi Wen to practice a set of simple sword techniques. From today on, it''s hard for them to be idle again.
But when Wang Sheng went, he disappeared and had no news. People were more or less worried about him, and they didn''t know where he was chasing.
Compared with stars, the space is too vast.
On the 23rd day after Wang SHENGFEI left, in Mu wanxuan''s attic, female practitioners of the sword sect gathered together to drink tea and chat.
Qing Yanzi is teaching three young disciples to recite scriptures in the thatched cottage. Chi Wen is ordered to listen in together. The scene is always like an interesting Chinese teacher doing classical Chinese analysis in a middle school classroom.
"Alas, will my brother fly out of the forbidden place directly and don''t want us?" Wang Xiaomiao blinked. Then she wanted to cry and took the opportunity to run to the elder martial sister''s arms for comfort.
Mu wanxuan sighed and patted Wang Xiaomiao on the back, but her heart was just worried about Wang Sheng''s safety.
Xi Lian sneered, "didn''t your highness Yaoyun say that with your brother''s current foot strength, you can''t fly to the edge of the forbidden land for a few years. Don''t think about it. After eating snacks, go to play games with your eldest sister. The team is short of milk and t these days."
"I didn''t think about it blindly, but now the Taoists have spread the story, saying that our grandmaster showed his spirit and took my brother," Wang Xiaomiao sighed faintly. "The rumor became so fast. It was clear that at the beginning, it was still the real version."
Jingyun said, "probably, the world wants to hear what they want to hear, and friars are no exception."
Xi Lian opened her mobile phone and opened a model map of the starry sky. She seemed to be calculating something, but she soon turned her eyes and threw her mobile phone to Wang Xiaomiao.
"Calculate, when can your brother come back?"
Wang Xiaomiao threw the mobile phone back directly and said with a smile: "if I''m right, it should be six months later."
"Half a year?" Mu wanxuan was stunned.
Wang Xiaomiao nodded gently and said seriously, "if my brother can catch up with the box, he must have caught up with it now. If he can''t catch up at the beginning, he probably can''t catch up with it.
Then my brother''s worried nature must want to go around the cover array in the asteroid belt to see what layout the immortals left there.
According to my master''s calculation of my brother''s flight speed and the direction of my brother''s departure, it may take at least three months to reach the asteroid belt.
That''s not going to the moon. The asteroid belt is between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter.
Moreover, considering the situation comprehensively, my brother will not waste too much time flying to the entrance and exit of the forbidden place. After ensuring that the border is still running, he will want to come back and take elder martial sister and eldest sister to the Moon Palace to practice, so as to quickly improve his strength.
I can imagine now... When my brother comes back, he must have a gloomy face. First he whispers with the leader, and then he will give us an impassioned speech to encourage us to practice faster. "
Speaking of this, Wang Xiaomiao could not help but Tucao a sentence: "when you come to this, please cooperate with me and don''t make complaints about my brother''s desk."
Xi Lian immediately sneered. Mu wanxuan raised her hand and patted Wang Xiaomiao''s skull, with some blame in her eyes.
So, six months later
……
The monastic world has been very calm for half a year. The news that Wang Sheng was taken away by the founder of Chunyang was only hot for a few days.
The official convened a meeting for each Taoist priest. Qing Yanzi was busy teaching his disciples. Jing Yun attended the meeting as the deputy leader.
At the meeting, the government put forward a proposal to "regulate the entry of monks into the secular world", allowing each family to submit their own opinions and discussions.
Later, the government proposed to gather spiritual vessels near Kunlun Mountain and use large arrays to build a real "small plane of the monastic world". The local hidden sect would provide array support, and the local immortals would also help.
But again, this is just a suggestion, soliciting the opinions of all parties.
In Chunyang sword sect, the change is not obvious.
The disciples are diligent in practice, the back kitchen is busy cooking, and the servants have a very leisurely life.
It''s just that elder martial sister doesn''t meditate for too long every time. She will stand by the window every few days and watch the direction Wang Sheng left that day.
The three little disciples all grew a little taller. They all entered the later stage of condensation and mastered a set of basic sword techniques.
Qing Yanzi''s days of teaching his disciples are very full. Maybe he is suddenly idle. He doesn''t have to run west in the Middle East of the world. The Taoist priest''s cultivation and entry into the country can be described as overwhelming.
However, in half a year, Qing Yanzi has made three small breakthroughs.
On the 192nd day after Wang Sheng left, a meteor appeared on the horizon, hovering directly over the Chunyang hall to give off his own breath.
Naturally, it''s Wang Sheng and Ben Sheng.
For a moment, the Chunyang sword sect was startled up and down. Mu wanxuan stopped to understand the way of yin and Yang, scattered the rhymes of the surrounding roads, relaxed a little, pushed open the window and flew to the direction of the hall.
At this time, Wang Sheng was dusty, his eyes were black, and his face was hard to hide his fatigue.
Looking at the elder martial sister who flew first and hovered in front of him, Wang Sheng felt guilty at the bottom of his heart; Mu wanxuan shook her head slightly and smiled reassuringly at the corners of her mouth.
Just come back safely.
"Xiao Sheng? Can you catch up?" the voice of Qing Yanzi came from the hall.
Wang Sheng shook his head solemnly and said, "master, take a step to talk."
"OK!" Qing Yanzi immediately opened the boundary of the hall, and Wang Sheng took mu wanxuan into it.
Xi Lian and Jing Yun blinked, and then thought of something. Their smiles were somewhat strange and looked at the innocent Wang Xiaomiao.