Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1099
The wind is howling, and the cold is gnawing at the bones. Looking around, it seems that the whole world is only white, and the goose-feather-like snow is blinding the eyes, and no one can be seen three feet away.

This is the most inaccessible place in Yunmengze - the Northland of Ice and Snow. Most of the year is in extremely harsh ice and snow weather.

However, recently, the ice and snow northern region suddenly became lively. High-ranking monks trekked thousands of miles, entered the northern region through the majestic Yulong Pass, braved the wind and snow, and shuttled through the vast frozen ice field.

The reason for this is that the Ice and Snow Northern Territory is the real border with the Myriad Dendrobium Realm, and the two continents are connected by the fairy root banyan tree. If you want to enter Yunmeng Lake through the normal way, you need to go through this place.

But the fundamental reason is that the teleportation circle that was teleported from the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm to the Eastern Wasteland was recently unilaterally stopped by Yunmengze!
It has been more than half a month since the last attack of the Demon Sect was defeated. In the past few days, many major events have happened.

The Wenshi and Shaoyang factions were busy picking up the grief and cleaning up the heavily damaged mountain gate, while the other Yunmengze monks were passionate and busy cleaning up and killing the remnants of the Demon Sect. The blood and fire never stopped.

Afterwards, Liu Qinghuan personally took action to clean up the guards of the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Xing Chen formation, and all the people sent by Wanhu were forcibly driven away, regaining control of the formation in one fell swoop.

Then there is the teleportation circle that connects the Immortal Cauldron City and the Eastern Wasteland. The empty crystals and spirit stones on the formation plate were all removed, cutting off the only way for Wanhu to enter Yunmengze.

Therefore, if you want to leave or enter Yunmengze, you only have to go through the Ice and Snow Northern Territory, and you have to go through the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Domains to reach the outermost remote small domain called Chenshahai.

The thick roots of the fairy root banyan lie across the void. On one side is the sky full of yellow sand, and on the other side is the world of ice and snow. The light curtain of the star shifting array is like an indestructible high wall, clearly separating the two.

At this time, on the tree root bridge, a group of monks were lining up in a long line, chatting with the people around them while waiting to enter Yunmeng Lake.

Among the crowd, a burly man shouted emotionally: "They broke the agreement first, so don't blame us Yunmengze for breaking the agreement too, so I support Taoist Qingmu's decision!"

"That's right! Why do we have to restrain ourselves when we are being bullied?" Another person echoed, "It's a pity that I was outside when I got the news, otherwise I would have rushed to kill those thieves!"

"That's it for you, how many can you kill alone? Didn't you hear that the Wenshi faction and the Shaoyang faction are about to be wiped out!"

"Didn't it say that Daoist Qingmu of the Wenshi Sect killed a Mahayana monk from the Demon Sect? Is this true?"

"It's true, it has spread everywhere! If it weren't for the presence of Daoist Qingmu, maybe our Yunmengze would be shared by various factions in the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm just like Hanyan Lake, one of the holy places of the Five Lakes. too frightening……"

While discussing eagerly, they heard several voices from behind them. When everyone looked back, another group of people came, but they passed them directly and headed forward, and were quickly put into the formation.

After the figure of that group of people disappeared, someone from here asked: "Didn't it mean that the people of Wanhu are only allowed to leave and not enter when they come to Yunmengze? What's the matter with those people?"

"Yeah, looking at the clothing logos on their bodies, it seems that they belong to various sects in the Wanhu world, and they can't tell from their cultivation..."

Someone in the crowd said in surprise: "You don't recognize those people? Many of them are famous, and the lowest level of cultivation has reached the empty rank, and several of them are body-fit major repairs!"

Everyone was in an uproar.After a while, the person who specially ran to the guards to inquire about the news ran back and said: "That is the representative sent by the Wanhu Immortal League and various major forces. I heard that they are going to participate in the ceremony."

"Festival?"

"A few days later, Daoist Aoki of the Wenshi Sect will host a grand ceremony on the shore of the Eastern Desolation to honor our monks who died in this catastrophe in Yunmengze."

The person who spoke sighed, smacked his lips again, shook his head and said with emotion: "If I die, I can get Daoist Qingmu to preside over the sacrifice in person, it will be considered a worthy death..."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone couldn't laugh or cry, they patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't, it's better to live than to die, let's live."

Starting from the World Sealing War that year, over the years, when facing the invasion of foreign enemies, letting go of sectarianism and abandoning personal grievances has been the consensus slowly formed in the process of the rise and fall of Yunmengze's world of cultivating immortals. In the hearts of ordinary monks.

Although, the calculation of profit and loss is indispensable all the time.Those with exquisite thoughts quickly guessed the meaning of this ceremony other than offering sacrifices. For a while, many people hurried to Donghua Prefecture.

On the coast of the Eastern Wilderness, in the surging sea water, under the towering Sanmulberry tree, an altar has been set up at this time, and the white flags that attract souls are fluttering in the wind, letting the mourning slowly spread.

It was a day, the sky was quiet and clear, and the waves were rough.

Under the altar built with sea stones, people were everywhere, from Sansangmu to the sea in the distance, monks from various sects and sects of Yunmengze gathered here.

And the ones in the front are the people from the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm. They sat upright and solemnly against the eyes of hatred or resentment cast from all directions.

It wasn't until Liu Qinghuan in black clothes appeared below the stage that the buzzing whispers suddenly disappeared. Everyone watched him step by step up the altar, and when he reached the top, he stopped and turned around. Behind him was the straight and thick trunk of three mulberry trees .

There was a burst of waves, and a cold voice sounded.

"You were born here, grew up here, and are passing away here today. Those who live forever are the home of all things. Those who die and live are the realm of life. The so-called heaven is unpredictable, and the truth of God is difficult to understand. The so-called reason Those who live can't be pushed away, but those who live can't be known..."

"With the power to bring back the sky and the sun, but unable to revive the body, the wisdom of helping the world and the adversity suffers under the thieves and the poor..."

Liu Qinghuan read out the sacrificial oration sentence by sentence, and glanced at the tens of thousands of people in the audience, many of them lowered their heads in embarrassment: The so-called robbers and poor people are not referring to them?

"...Ambition is destroyed by weak emotions, and a strong plan is finally mourned. Long-distance is succumbed to short days, and long-distance journeys are shortened to promote roads. However, the great virtues are overwhelmed by grandeur, and the sun and the moon are radiant. Ji Yuangong is in Jiuyou , it is recommended by the whole world!"

The words of prayer gradually became passionate, and Qingyue's voice suppressed the sound of the surging tide and echoed on the surface of the sea.

The sea water churned up huge black waves, and a large ship appeared silently. When everyone suddenly woke up, they found that both the waves and the ship were just illusions.

Liu Qinghuan lowered her eyebrows, and the invisible and mysterious Taoist realm centered on it, spread across the sea, and spread in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

Under the stage, those with low cultivation bases couldn't figure it out, and those with high cultivation bases didn't understand what he meant. I don't know why he suddenly opened up the Dao realm, but Jing Yan, who was also selected by the Dao of Heaven, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"He is extraditing those souls who died in battle but were full of resentment and refused to leave?"

Sure enough, the first spirit appeared shortly after, with scars all over his body, and his smoky figure could be seen wearing Wenshi School's martial arts costumes, with an expression of unwillingness.

After the monk died, the primordial spirit gradually dissipated and returned to the sky, but the soul did not enter the underworld. If there is no obsession, it will naturally dissipate together with the primordial spirit.If there is a strong obsession, it will wander around the world like a mortal turning into a ghost.

If you meet the opportunity, you may be able to rebirth by seizing the house, or modify the ghost way.However, chances are not so good, most of them have no good results, or become tonics in the mouths of ghosts and monsters.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, which attracted many people to look.

A disciple of the Wenshi Sect couldn't hide his sadness: "He is my Junior Brother Lin from Yiyeguan. He refused to let go of demons to cultivate up the mountain, and was besieged by several people, and finally died tragically..."

However, the remnant soul of the Wenshi Sect disciple didn't hear his voice at all, limped, and walked straight towards the same illusory ship in the sea.And the closer he was to the boat, the calmer his expression became, and finally it turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the boat.

Under everyone's amazed eyes, more and more dead souls appeared. At first, most of them were the disciples who died in the battle of the Wenshi faction closest to this place. Slowly, there were sporadic strange dead souls who didn't know where they died. , until the first disciple dressed in Shaoyang School costumes appeared...

　Sacrificial text: From Lu Ji of the Western Jin Dynasty's "Hang Wei Wudi Wen", with some changes.

　　
　
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