Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 322
In the wilderness where there is no trace of people, he is dressed in green clothes, holding a book in one hand, the hem of the clothes blows with the wind, the long hair fluttering behind him, without a crown, tied with red silk, like a young man from a troubled world, walking on the wasteland.

Suddenly, he stamped his feet, raised his head and looked to the northeast, looked across the distant space, and saw Kunlun.

At the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, black and white are born at some unknown time, the two instruments rotate, life and death are disillusioned, the two stars of the lunar yin and the sun manifest, and the demon sages in the heaven are alarmed to use the sky mirror to detect the abnormal movement.

In the sky-gazing mirror that can see the world and the wild, there is only a piece of purple air in the mirror, and there is nothing to be gained.

Fortunately, the Emperor of Heaven passed down an oral order to appease the panicked demon clan.

On the Kunlun Mountains, the dust on the Liangyi is bright and extinguished, life and death are illusory, illuminated by the brilliance of the sun and the moon, the heaven and the earth are one, and the two appearances form Taiji.

A large Tai Chi pattern slowly rises from the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the top of Kunlun Mountain, and then the yin and yang poles rotate, gradually getting larger and then gradually fading.

The larger the Tai Chi pattern, the lighter it becomes. If it is as big as Sumeru, it seems to melt into the sky, and if it is light and invisible, it seems to be as light as dust.

Since then, there has been another half-step Hunyuan in the world.

Qing Ling said to himself: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist."

There is no need to tell the sound from thousands of miles of sound transmission, as long as you do it with all your heart.

The same is the companion of the Dao, and every enlightened person is one step closer, which is worthy of joy.

The wind of the tide of the times was stronger, and the waves of the tide of the times were even higher. Qingling did not stand on the top of the waves to be the protagonist. among.

Qingling carried the map of mountains and rivers to the west and stepped into Longevity Mountain.

There is a temple on Longevity Hill, named Wuzhuang Temple.

There lived a Taoist priest, two Taoist boys, and three or five other apprentices in the temple. They drank tea and discussed Taoism in their spare time. Teachers, friends and brothers respected each other.

In the temple, Zhen Yuanzi, who was preaching scriptures and Dharma for several disciples, stopped and said: "This sermon is over, wait for milliliters to understand."

Several disciples bowed respectfully and retreated.

Zhen Yuanzi said to the Taoist beside him: "Qingfengmingyue, you go and beat three or five fruits with a golden hammer. There are distinguished guests coming from far away."

Qingfeng Mingyue heard the words, and immediately obeyed the order.

Zhen Yuanzi stepped out and was already outside the mountain gate, waiting for a long time.

After a while, he saw someone coming.

Zhen Yuanzi was the first to say with a kind smile, "It's a great honor for Wuzhuang Temple to be here with the demon ancestor."

Qingling replied: "I'm bothering fellow Taoist Qingxiu."

"Why are you bothering me? But I'm so poor." Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeve and pointed, "Demon ancestor, please."

Qingling nodded, and walked into the mountain, the two of them side by side, the mountain path leads to seclusion, which is quite interesting.

"Daoist Zhenyuan, I haven't seen you for some years, but you have changed."

"Changed?" Zhen Yuan smiled and said, "The appearance has changed, why bother?"

Qing Ling looked at Zhen Yuanzi, who had a pure, kind and natural face. Now he is no longer a young man, the spirit of Zhen Yuan who traveled the world with two friends and visited the mountains, the young Zhen Yuan is no longer there.

Standing in front of Qingling, Zhen Yuanzi already had long temples and hair tied with a hairpin. He looked middle-aged.

Qingling just smiled and said nothing, the two had arrived at the temple in Guanzhong.

The breeze and the bright moon have long been waiting here, and there are five delicate and baby-like fruits on the table.

The two boys of Qingfengmingyue were holding Daoist hairpins in their arms. Daotong, who would never grow up, said in a milky voice, "Greetings, senior!"

They didn't care who came, as long as they were of the same generation as Zhen Yuan, they were called seniors.

Qingling nodded and smiled, and two small green leaves appeared in front of the two children, "It's a meeting gift."

Zhen Yuanzi's eyelids twitched, and he said with a smile: "Since it's a gift from the elders, why don't you accept it quickly, because you don't know what to buy."

Qingfeng Mingyue heard the words, quickly took two small leaves and said happily: "Thank you for your kindness, senior!"

As long as Zhen Yuanzi is urging, it must be that the good things have not escaped.

In the past, when Uncle Hongyun was there, guests often visited, and they were already proficient in this set of procedures. If the master didn't speak, it would be like a treasure, and it would be fine to accept it.

If the master frowns, it means that there is a problem with the treasure and cannot be accepted.

Or if the master's eyelids twitched, that's a good baby!
They serve by the master's side, and they are many times richer than those senior brothers.

Zhen Yuanzi waved Qingfengmingyue back, and said with a smile: "The demon ancestor has traveled all the way, I am afraid he is tired, eat some fruits to relieve fatigue."

Qingling glanced at the ginseng fruit and laughed, "Fellow Taoist has been nourished by ginseng fruit for a long time, and he is still facing the invincibility of heaven and man. It can be seen that there is not something wrong on the road."

The smile on Zhen Yuanzi's face stagnated, paused for a few breaths, and then smiled wryly: "I really can't hide it from the Yaozu. Except for Hunyuan, how many people can survive the long years without going through storms and disputes?"

Qing Ling said with a smile: "But now there is a way in front of you.

But the book from the ground is in the hands of a fellow daoist? "

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were startled, he seldom reveals such defensive treasures as the Earth Book, and few people know about it.He was a little uncertain and asked: "Yao Zu wants to take away the book?"

Qing Ling shook his head, "You don't have to worry, I am the master of the tunnel, and the book from the ground is also a treasure of the tunnel, so I can know it naturally.

It's just that since the book from the ground has chosen you, then you are its owner.Do not worry. "

Zhen Yuanzi felt relieved, and said: "Poverty Daoist is suspicious."

Qing Ling changed the topic, "It's just that the treasure of the tunnel cannot be left outside the tunnel."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled wryly, "It's not that the poor are unwilling to enter the tunnel, it's just that you, the demon ancestor..."

Qingling heard the words and said with a smile: "That's good. You don't need to be suspicious. Since I am the master of the tunnel for a day, then the tunnel will not have any disputes with the demon clan and the demon way.

Although the integration of the tunnel into the Heavenly Court will certainly greatly increase the luck of the monster clan, but I am not the master of the Daxing Daxing. In the future, if the tunnel changes hands, the tunnel will definitely not merge with the Heavenly Court again. At that time, the lost luck of the monster clan will far outweigh the integration of the tunnel. Bring luck.

If you are willing, you are the only representative who will walk the world in a pure way from now on.Naturally, with the long-term protection of authentic luck, you will naturally not face the five declines of heaven and man due to lack of luck. "

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's heart was shocked, the heart that had been in his heart for a long time but hesitated for a long time, finally settled down.

"Zhen Yuanzi is willing to enter the tunnel and pay homage to the Lord of the Underworld!"

Qing Ling laughed loudly and said: "Good! Good! Good! In this way, my Taoism finally has the root of great prosperity.

Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, I present this map of ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers to you. You, who are in charge of the book of the earth, can replace the authentic gods and carry forward my authentic divine residence in the world. "

Zhen Yuanzi took the catalog and said: "Poverty Dao will definitely do his best, but now the Lich Land..."

"It doesn't matter, I have the decree in the land of the monster clan, as for the witch clan, there are the ancestor witches of the Houtu, as long as you have your own plans, you will have no worries.

Let's go, follow me to accept the seal of authority. "

With a wave of Qing Ling's hand, the Long Time Bridge was driven up, and Zhen Yuanzi also stood on it.

Time flies, and in an instant, it falls into the nether world.

On the bank of the Sansheng Stone, the other shore flower blooms like blood, and the years are undefeated.

Black and white impermanence guards the palace of the Lord of the Underworld, and when he saw someone coming, he said happily: "I pay my respects to Lord Underworld."

Qingling helped the two of them up, and asked with a smile, "Is there something important going on in the underworld recently?"

Hei Wuchang said: "My Lord, it's not a big deal.

It's just that there are too many ghosts in the underworld, and countless dead souls are led into the underworld by my two clones. It's fine for a short time, but it's hard to be peaceful after a long time.

In desperation, we can only let the ghosts board the Naihe Bridge, millions of ghosts fall off the bridge and fall into the Santu River, and tens of millions of ghosts walk through the Naihe Bridge, and are washed away by the meng soup made by fellow Daoist Qimeng. It was also cleaned up. "

Qingling nodded, and said to Zhenyuan, "What do you think?"

Zhen Yuan meditated for a moment, and said: "The tunnel seems to be incomplete.

The way of heaven corresponds to birth and open the spirit to create the soul, and the way of humanity is to breed the soul and create the primordial spirit, so the authentic way should correspond to the reincarnation of ghosts, and they form a cycle that is complete and complete without leakage.

It's just authentic, and still lacks the most core reincarnation. "

Qingling sighed: "You understand this principle, I understand it, but people who have the will of the earth don't want it.

But this reincarnation must be filled by someone after all.If the person with the will of the earth fails, then only I will come. "

Both Zhen Yuanzi and Black and White Wuchang were shocked, and they wanted to say something, but Qing Ling stopped them.

There are deficiencies in reincarnation, as the core of the tunnel, it is not easy not to make up for it.Back then, there was a deficiency in the Dao of Heaven, but it needed countless gods, demons, primordial spirits, and Daozu, the Hunyuan Saint, to make up for it.

If there is a gap in the tunnel, at least half a step above Hunyuan must make up for it before it can be successful.

Qingling didn't just talk about it, if Houtu was really unwilling to incarnate in reincarnation because of the changes in the prehistoric world, then he would use Chaos Me to complete the tunnel and incarnate in reincarnation.

Of course, the possibility of success is far lower than that of Houtu, and even if I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to achieve Hunyuan, this is a last resort.

Qing Ling pointed at the Sansheng Stone and said, "Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan, go and make an oath."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, walked solemnly in front of the Sansheng Stone, and reflected Sansheng, who saw me, but outsiders couldn't see anything, only Zhen Yuanzi saw his own Sansheng.

Zhen Yuanzi was full of thoughts. He saw the scene of Hongyun's body dying and disappearing, and his afterlife. The past, present, and future are all one person, but they are not himself in the same plane and time point.

Zhen Yuanzi's stop has lasted for ten thousand years.

Until he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

He raised his voice to respect heaven and earth: "Today, Yuanzi of my town, I wish to enter the tunnel with a human body!
I use the Book of the Earth as my authority, and I am the spokesperson for the authentic way to walk in the world. I use the Book of the Earth to order the mountains and rivers to be boundless.

Those who have spiritual wisdom in mountains, rivers and earth can be enshrined as gods with morality, and are in charge of the enlightenment of a land and a mountain!

Authentic please seal! "

After the words fell, the authority of the tunnel was separated from the Sansheng Stone, and that part of the authority connected with the earth, mountains and rivers entered Zhen Yuanzi's body.

The diversion of authentic qi luck made up for Zhenyuanzi's lack of qi luck. The five declines of heaven and man ended, and the qi luck lasted for a long time.

Qingling was satisfied in his heart, there was another great power in the tunnel, and from now on, the tunnel would no longer be unknown in the world between heaven and man.

He, the master of the tunnel, has already done his duty as the master of the tunnel with painstaking efforts.

(End of this chapter)