Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 655
Liu Qinghuan communicated with Grand Venerable Yun Yi, and roughly decided on the next steps.

"You don't want to leave the sect these days." Yun Yi ordered: "Once this matter gets out, some of those old fellows will come to the door impatiently, and you and I will meet at that time."

"The disciple understands."

Liu Qinghuan agreed, and the two returned to the outer hall, put back the classics they had brought out, and prepared to leave.

He scanned the precious bookshelves in the room, and his heart moved: "Tai Zun, I don't understand something, and I want to ask you for advice."

Yun Yi stopped and looked at him.

After deliberating for a while, he asked, "Among the many classics I have sent, is there any method for cultivating the spiritual root that is self-generated and restrained?"

"From Klingen?"

Liu Qinghuan stood in front of a wooden frame at the door: "Yes, it's like water and fire roots."

Yun Yi turned around and looked around the entire stone hall, and said: "There should be. Although this kind of self-kling root is rare, it has never been cut off. So there are people who like to study sideways to study this, and it just so happens that we, Wenshi School There are quite a few weird people like this in history, and there are countless weird classics in Chuan Gong Building. Why do you ask this?"

Liu Qing sighed happily, and said: "I have a friend whose child is from Kelingen, and he is dying now."

He recounted the situation of Lele's daughter: "My friend's father is the True Monarch Penghua, who led the monks in Saofeng Continent to resist tenaciously in the battle between the two worlds for many years, but died not long ago. The battlefield is full of songs and tears! And my friend’s husband also fell on the battlefield, this disciple can’t bear to see his friend go through heartbreak again, and wants to help the gang as much as possible.”

"So that's how it is." Yun Yi said: "However, since Klingen is different from person to person, everyone is different, and naturally suitable mental methods are also different. The child's spiritual root sounds very strange to me. It may not be possible to find someone she can practice."

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said: "My disciples also know this. Most people who have mastered Linggen have to rely on their own mental methods to cultivate, but it is not so easy to create a flawless mental method. Without the support of family and sect, Most of them never lived to adulthood, alas!"

Yun Yi pondered for a while, and said as he walked out: "Well, it's a great achievement that you brought back a lot of news from other worlds this time. In addition, the credit for opening the gate of ghosts is also due to your friend, his father, and his father." For your contribution to the Confinement War, this old man will give you a warrant to allow him to enter our Wenshi Sect, and you can borrow classics about Zi Kelingen in the Chuan Gong Building."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being pleasantly surprised. He originally only asked for Lele to be able to transcribe the classics in the sect, but he didn't expect that Master Yunyi directly allowed Lele to join the Wenshi School.

Lele's talent is not inferior to his. When she was young, she had researched a bunch of poison pills that people would run away from, and she was the only one who knew her daughter's body best. The chances of one mind method will be greatly increased.

He solemnly saluted and said: "On behalf of my friends, I would like to thank Taizun!"

Yun Yi patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The old man also has requirements. Tell your friend that if you really create your own exercises, you must leave a copy in the door. I don’t need to say more about the taboos of the Wenshi School’s classics and rumors, right?”

"Yes, the disciple will arrange this matter."

After leaving the Great Cave, Liu Qinghuan immediately sent a long-distance communication talisman.The fact that Lele took her daughter to the Wenshi School and lived in a guest peak in Qianshan not long after is a follow-up, which will not be shown at this time.

One thing after another these days, now that Ming Yangzi's Shouyuan Pill has been refined, the affairs of the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm have been reported, and the urgent matters are almost arranged, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

When he returned to Qingjian Peak, he saw that in the grass pavilion next to the cliff, Yun Zheng was teasing the gray donkey, holding a bright red spiritual fruit in his hand and throwing it into the waterfall at the bottom of the cliff, and the stupid donkey was pissed off. Diandi rushed out to pick it up, making Jingjue and Jiang Nianen, who were watching the show, lean forward and back together happily.

The beautiful mountains and rivers and the laughter of his friends made him feel at ease.He stopped and looked at it for a while, then walked over, clapped his hands and said, "You guys are so excited, you can hear your laughter from outside the mountain."

"Master." Seeing him, Jiang Nianen quickly suppressed his smile and ran over.

"Then it's also your fault that the host didn't treat you well. There isn't even a plaything on this mountain, and we can only wait for fun." Yun Zheng casually threw the fruit in his hand and looked back at him: "How are things going with you?"

Liu Qinghuan picked up a stone bench beside him and sat down, took the tea offered by Jiang Nianen, sniffed the fragrance of the tea, and briefly talked about the results of the previous conversation.

Yun Zheng rubbed his chin: "So, in the future, there will be a group of great cultivators who have transformed themselves into the Wenshi sect?"

"Maybe." Liu Qinghuan said, blasting the gray donkey away, and then looked left and right: "Where's Yinyin?"

Jiang Nian'en hurriedly replied: "Master is practicing behind closed doors, and she said that when Master comes back, she will ask the disciples to report."

"So, don't bother her, and let her practice quietly."

Yun Zheng's face was full of ridicule, and he said with a smile: "What's the matter? It's settled, then when will the double cultivation ceremony be held, so I can ask for a wedding banquet. Monk, we're coming this time!"

Jing Jue looked pure and kind: "Okay, Brother Liu and Master Mu are very compatible."

Yun Zheng laughed out loud, and then teased a few more words, causing Liu Qing to laugh and scold, "What a weird face!"

He said sternly: "Now that the battle between the two worlds is in the ascendant, and the Wanhu incident happened again, it is not a good time to hold the ceremony. I have discussed it with Yinyin, and we will do it when the situation calms down, otherwise friends and relatives will be delayed in the front battle. Killing, and few people attended the ceremony, wouldn't it be complete."

"That's right." Yun Zheng leaned lazily against the wooden railing, his clothes were lifted by the mountain wind, his face was like a crown of jade, with a hidden front between his eyebrows, showing a sense of unruliness.

"I was still in the Dark Moon Realm of the Yin-Moon-Blood Realm a few months ago. If I hadn't heard that you were back, I'm afraid I'm still working there now. I'll inform the monk to come to you together on the way back."

"Oh?" Liu Qinghuan looked at Jingjue: "Weren't you two together before?"

"He is busier than me." Yun Zhengchi said with a smile: "Since breaking through the secret realm and leaving the customs, he has only met me twice, and every time he is in a hurry, I don't know why there are so many things! Listen Said that you linger in the mortal world every day, let's talk about today, what are you busy with?"

Jingjue first proclaimed a Buddha's name, saying: "Cultivators go to war, and ordinary people also suffer. Little monks walk in the world, and wherever they go, they see many ordinary people who are homeless, sick and helpless, and cultivators still have the magic power to protect themselves." However, these people can only live in fear. I, the Buddha, save all sentient beings, and the little monk should do his part."

Liu Yun and the two were first amused by his serious look, and then they couldn't help being silent when they heard what he said later.

Yes, the war between monks is not limited to the world of cultivating immortals, but mortals have also been greatly affected.Just like the Damo River in Xiaofeng Continent back then, how many mortal kingdoms were destroyed without any resistance.

However, the monks are still too busy to take care of themselves, how can they have the spare energy to take care of those mortals, they just let them fend for themselves!

Yun Zheng sighed and said, "You little monk, you really have become an eminent monk. Xiaoxiu admires you!"

He pretended to bow his hands and saluted, and shouted again: "Okay, I'll make it clear! Nian En, go and steal a jar of good wine hidden by your master!"

As soon as Jing Jue heard this, the eminent monk's airs immediately dissipated, and he hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, I can't drink!"

Yun Zheng didn't care about him, he just kept yelling for Jiang Nianen to get the wine.

Liu Qinghuan called his silly apprentice dumbfounded: "You kid is too honest, he just asks you to take it? Go ahead, don't worry about it here."

Then, he took out a jar of wine: "Drink this."

Yun Zheng snatched it away, took a big gulp of Kaifeng mud, and said proudly: "Good wine! The three of us haven't been together for many years, and we must not get drunk today!"

Jing Jue was only concerned with covering his teacup, but Yun Zheng slapped his hand away and poured him a cup.

"Monk, don't spoil the fun. I am very happy today. The so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart. If you let go of your precepts occasionally, the Buddha will not blame you."

"That, that..." Jing Jue blushed with anxiety, trying to argue, "That's only one drink, no more!"

Liu Qing said with a smile: "Just let him go, if you want to drink to your heart's content, I'm not enough to accompany you? There's plenty of wine!"

With a wave of his hand, several half-person-high wine jars fell to the ground with a bang!

Yun Zheng threw away the small altar in his hand, happily grabbed a big one and hugged him: "Good brother!"

The three of them had only said a few words in a hurry before, and Liu Qinghuan went to Dadongtian. At this time, there was finally a gap for chatting, and with the company of wine, he talked happily about the things that had been accumulated for many years.

They met when they were young, and it is rare for them to have the same kindred spirit. Even if they haven't seen each other for many years, all the strangeness and strangeness are all melted in the wine.As time goes by, the youthful friendship has become more mellow.

The sound of talking and laughing constantly came from the grass pavilion on the edge of the cliff, and the whole Qingjian peak was filled with the clear mountain wind.

Mu Yinyin glanced at it from a distance, and saw two big monks who were either calm or imposing outside, beating bowls and singing in a sloppy voice, and another eminent monk whose face was full of compassion was stained with alcohol. It was flushed red, and there was only a smirk left, and I couldn't help but cover my lips and smile.

Men, probably only in front of friends, will let go of their usual expressionless emotions, lose their maturity and stability, and show a youthful look.

Instructing Jiang Nian'en to stay nearby, she went to prepare a few small dishes to accompany the wine.

When he was full of wine and food, Liu Qinghuan suddenly remembered something, and pushed Yunzheng: "By the way, I remember that Huang Eryao made the talisman under your hand, how is it doing now?"

"Huang Eryao." Yun Zheng repeated with a pair of drunken eyes in a daze, "Huang Huanghuang... Oh, you said Huang Eryao."

"it's him."

Yun Zheng waved his hand: "Don't mention it! That guy didn't know how many spirit stones and resources he spent on me, but he still can't make the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman. He's so mad at me!"

(End of this chapter)