Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 272 Counting the harvest, returning to Shenxiao Mountain, the road ahead is far away, I wish you no worries!
Jiang Hai was rolling, and the authentic Bai Zhenren from Xuanyang saw that Ji Qiu's aura was dangerous, so he immediately explained:

"It was just now that I saw the true king's dharma covering the sky and the sun, but when I noticed carefully, it was not the real body coming, so I figured it out in my heart, and knew that the person who made this Taoist soldier come into the world must be someone else."

"That's why, even though Zhenjun flicked his sleeves and sent him hundreds of miles away, I didn't leave, but stayed for a while."

"The reason is to meet fellow Taoists."

After all, the Taoist in blue shirt tidied up his appearance, which seemed to be quite elegant, and said:

"I don't know your Excellency, what sect is it, and where is it from?"

"My Xuanyang orthodox sect has been established for thousands of years, and there is also Zhenjun Wanshou who dominates the world. It is a first-class orthodox sect that rules the nine realms, and is the direct line of Xuanmen!"

"I see that Your Excellency's mana is solid and extraordinary, and his grace is extraordinary. I wonder if you would like to come to my veins to be an elder Keqing?"

"I belong to the Xuanyang lineage, and I have a lot of salary to worship, and I have the authentic and true method to teach according to my contribution. If a fellow Taoist is interested in the Dao, it is the best choice!"

【Atractylodes】

[Born in the Xuanyang domain, he is a disciple of the Xuanyang sect, with high aptitude. 】

[After breaking through the Dao Foundation, the cultivation of the orthodox Dharma Xuanyang Da Ri Bao Jian was successful, which attracted the attention of the elders of the contemporary Zhufeng, and was accepted as a direct disciple. 】

[With a life span of less than 40 years, he formed a golden elixir. He is the top true biography of his peers. He is one of the authentic twins of Xuanyang. His reputation is resounding throughout the Yangguan domain. 】

[Previous continuation:? ? ? 】

Xuan Yang's eyes flashed, and he deduced the origin of the real person named Xin Zhen Yang Guan.

"This person, how can there be no day to achieve the Dharma?"

Xuan Yang's eyes were slightly surprised when he saw that he had no way to peep at this person's recent achievements.

Deng Yunbang.

It is the list of the pair of true monarchs and real people recorded by the Immortal Alliance jointly established by the four hundred realms of the Eastern Wasteland and the qi refining inheritance of the various bloodlines.

Among them, among the small Dao domains, there are only a hundred people who can break through the real king at the age of one hundred.

This list can be recorded for 700 years before it is listed, and once there is no more amazing and talented person, it will automatically advance.

If you want to be included in the list, you must only have peerless aptitude, and at the same time, you must have a proven record.

For example, Xuan Yang browsed briefly.

It is known that the sect has become a true king when it is only over seventy years old, and it is Xin Zhen who learned from the little sun treasure and cultivated the little sun treasure body.

I once personally took action to turn the tide in a battle to quell the demons, and killed two little demons of the legal level. It can be said that I am famous in the Xinzhen domain.

Such a record, placed under the special person, is already arrogant.

However, the real man in the blue shirt had a warm smile at this time, and he didn't even have the style of a real man, but he looked like a Confucian scholar.

It is knowing, whether it is true or pretending to be so.

Xuan Yangwei nodded his head clearly.

And before seeing that this person has no intention of being right, the Taoist also asked whether he cared about him.

Pressing the Daoist soldiers of Yuanyang, which turned into a big sword in the sleeve, on the arm, hidden in the sleeve robe, so that he can take off his sleeves at any time, Xuan Yang raised his head, looked at the real man in blue shirt behind his eyes who was inviting to chat, and said:
"My seat, Xuanyang, in the Xuanyang area of ​​North Cangzhou, is not a casual cultivator in the mountains, but Master Bai's good intentions are in vain."

"Although Yangguan Zhengzong has a low family and a small family, it does not have the inheritance of Beicang Jiqiu. Before yesterday, the road to immortality was smooth. It has been cultivated in the sect and has been painstakingly. You have no intention of switching to my sect. Fellow Daoists, please come back. "

Xuan Yang's words were clear, and he expressed his agreement to the sect's invitation.

Seeing this, the blue-shirted real man waved his hands with concern, and then smiled and said:

"It's a hindrance, it's a hindrance."

"Even from a long distance, one can tell that Shenxiaomen is a dragon and phoenix among people. That's why I want to invite a real person to come to your Yangguan to be a guest elder. He and you can sit and discuss together."

"Since there is no family or sect, it is good to continue to seek. I just hope that today I can make friends and make friends. How is it in terms of understanding?"

When the voice fell, Xin Zhen also agreed, and should claim it.

"If Fellow Daoist Bai has no intentions, you can do it yourself."

Upon hearing the reply, the real Bai from Yangguan rolled up his sleeves with a smile, shook his head, and said:

"Being able to get acquainted with a fellow daoist is a waste of time being swung in by Ji Qiu!"

"You don't have anything important to do, fellow Taoist, just stop doing less."

"He you, see you last time!"

While Zongmen was talking, he moved half of his body away at the right time to stop him.

After hearing those few words, the real man in blue shirt had any thoughts, Xuanyang said politely, and when he stepped up, there was a pause, and he flew away.

When passing by the side of Zongmen.

The Taoist squinted his eyes, seeing that the woman in the blue shirt was still smiling, and also wondered what kind of medicine this person was selling.

"It's my fault what I think."

"As long as it's difficult for you, you still want to make a move."

Reaching out is a smiley face.

After confirming that there is something wrong, Xuanyang naturally stayed here and continued to procrastinate.

In a blink of an eye, under the gaze of Zongmen, he bid farewell and left.

Only the real man in the blue shirt, before seeing his breath getting farther and farther away, the smile on his face quickly faded away, and then he frowned:
"Eighteen side gates of Beicang, Xuanyang area Xuanyang."

"Who said that Bei Cangzhou and Bei Cang Jiqiu were just in name?"

"Looking at it that way, even if there is a surge of spiritual energy in this area, and there is no slight sign of recovery, it is not something you can set foot in in the Yangguan Zhengzong."

In the shocking scene just now, it was obvious that Xin Zhenping, who left in a hurry, had a deep relationship with Beicang Jiqiu.

In addition to this Xin Zhenping, before setting foot here, the sect has never heard of her, knowing that she has a deep reputation, I am afraid it will be difficult to become the Yangguan sect.

Combining the seven, even though the small dao domain is now, it is still divided up by various dao veins.

But in fact, once there is no existence like Bei Cang Xin Zhena intervening.

One side of the list is authentic, and I think it's a good idea to run.

Thinking that way, the sect drew the spirit pattern with its fingertips, and painted it into a message, and sent back to the sect the matter of Beicang Xinzhen and this soldier's inheritance, telling Xin Zhen before Xin Zhen knew about it.

Just take care of this matter.

"That's all right."

"As for whether to set foot again, it's up to Ji Qiu himself to decide."

"It's just that today, the orthodoxy of all parties is fighting for resources. It's rare that the spiritual energy of Bei Cangzhou is revived, but it's hard to get involved."

"What a pity."

The real man in blue shirt looked at the sky, shook his head, and sighed with regret.

The cultivation civilization in this world has gone through more than [-] years of evolution, and it has already reached its peak today.

But at the same time, it is also extremely poor.

It is almost hard to find a spiritual place with a master, and it is not to mention a time when there is no time for casual cultivation in the mountains.

Small factions from all parties, you will appear on the stage after the other party sings, just to fight for this first-line opportunity to practice.

The path to enlightenment is small but easy!
Xuanyang took Yuanyang in his sleeves and went straight into Qingming. It can be said that he traveled to the North Sea in the morning and went to Cangwu in the evening.

The aftermath of the vision of Taoist soldiers in Yuanshan in this town has not disappeared, so I returned to Xin Zhen's residence in Hanyan Temple, and it took only a few days to come and go.

After Ji Zhenren, Jiang Yuanshan and other Taoist bases had finished counting the resources and transplanted the spiritual veins and roots, the Taoist just happened to return.

After Luo Baishu was counted, two Daoji elders and some disciples were left behind.

Now in Hanyan Temple, there are only those two Daoji masters.

When Ji Zhenren saw this strange figure, he felt a little settled in his heart, and felt guilty for some of his thoughts at that time.

So when Xuanyang fell into the Najing Temple, the man paced behind, facing Xuanyang, only said:
"Shenxiaomen and Hanyan Temple's resources have been fully coordinated, and the talisman scriptures, formations, and side-door techniques have all been included."

"In addition to the spiritual stones and elixir in your hands, the accumulation of hundreds of years by such a small sect should be all here."

After finishing speaking, the man bowed and bowed, and placed the jade book of records behind Xuanyang's face.

After receiving the jade book handed over by Ji Zhenren, Xuanyang casually looked at it for a while, and when he was sure that it was different from what he had observed when he left, he nodded slightly:
"The numbers are bad."

"If you have made no achievements in this trip, there will be no rewards until you return to the mountain."

"Since this trip is complete, let's drive the flying boat and return to Jindan."

Xuan Yang said in a word, the elder Dao Ji present should claim to be right.

Instructing the disciples who came together to collect the resources they obtained from searching the cave mansion, all the cultivators in the Xuanyang domain got off the divine sky boat and returned with a full load.

It was not the same as when he was full of indignation when he came, but Xiaodu's face was a little excited when he received his disciples.

After all, that was a search for a whole side door!

Excluding the real person and the Daoji elders, the rest of the disciples' caves in the treasure house were counted, and they were all given to our disciples to drink soup with a wave of Xuanyang's little hand.

Even if the harvest is too small for real people like Xuan Yang, it is of little use.

But in the hands of those disciples who usually have extremely poor cultivation resources and need to live frugally, it is an extremely small fortune!

The flying boat crosses the sea of ​​clouds.

Along the way, the disciples looked at the head of the flying boat and the silhouette of the Taoist with fluttering sleeves. The admiration and awe in their eyes was almost beyond words.

"It took ten years for Xin Zhenping to worship the gods, and she has become a real monarch, and will be a real person for your Zongtai!"

"Without such an existence sitting in town, how can you, Shenxiao, be happy!"

After this calamity, no disciples loudly discussed Xin Zhen's future, and there was no glory.

"This time, in the disciple courtyard of the Hanyan Temple, you only found a few middle-grade spirit stones, and you also found two bottles of Yuqi Pills. The hopeless impact of refining Qi has been completed!"

"What is that? You also found a multiplier. If you sell it in Shenxiao City, you can at least get more than seventy spirit stones in exchange!"

"The real person personally taught the law, and removed Luobaishu and Hanyan Temple. After all, you are just a handyman. If you think about it, you can make a fortune if you think about it."

"Grateful for the golden elixir and the real person's grace!"

Quite a few monks were in high spirits, gathering together to discuss the harvest, it can be said that they were elated.

Wait until two days before flying across the sky.

Pang Xiao's flying boat finally arrived at Shenxiao Mountain.

When Xuan Yang stepped out of the flying boat, the setting sun was already dim, and it was approaching dusk.

"Shenxiaomen is back!"

"It's the Divine Firmament Gate!"

Seeing this flying boat after another, engraved with the pattern of the Xuanyang domain, there were slight ripples in the small formation at the mountain gate, and they entered the inside.

The disciple guarding the mountain suddenly felt refreshed, and rushed back to greet him.

When the flying boat stopped at Lifeng, Xuan Yang also got the news from the disciples of the mountain gate.

The flying boats of Zhang Shouyi, the head teacher, and Luo Xinzhen, who followed, had all returned to Jindan, and his party was the first to arrive.

In this regard, I am also aware of it, because it is indeed a bit of a delay to find out what happened to Yuanyang Sword.

As soon as he returned to Xinzhen, the first thing the Taoist did was to leave the Yunxiao Taoist Palace and count the gains from this trip.

On the top of the mountain, I nodded to the eight real people one by one.

into this palace.

Xuanyang faced Shen Yunxi and Xin Zhenping, took out the savings of Hanyan Temple and Luobaishu, and then counted them one by one:

The spiritual stones are almost piled up into a mountain in the storage ring, exuding dazzling light. Before conversion, there are probably more than [-] low-grade spiritual stones.

As for the elixir and spiritual material, there is also a small batch.

In addition, there are eight eight-level magic treasures, each of which is a precious mirror of Luobaishu, named: Rizhao Mirror, which probably belongs to the same family as the mirror of Meng Zhenren's natal life that died in Xin Zhen's hands later, and the two sides coexist. .

The other two items are the vajra bowl of Hanyan Temple and a dark golden pestle.

There are dozens of seventh-order spiritual artifacts left, and hundreds of special Qi-refining magical artifacts.

Dharma robes, talismans, formation disks, and some weird gadgets are also stuffed to the brim outside the various storage rings.

There are so many beautiful things in eyes, it can be said that they should be endless.

After counting them in that palace, even if it is Xin Zhenxin, he is still terrified.

Adding to the eyes, the head teacher Xin Zhenping opened her mouth slowly, and also brought out the harvest I collected from Yuanchu Mountain and Changchun Mansion one by one, it was even more so.

To be honest, even Xuan Yang has seen so few resources.

The seven people took their seats at this time, and when the counting was over, Mo Yu couldn't help but say:
"Such few resources."

"Even if you abandon the use of daily practice, it will be enough to cultivate a few more Xinzhengs!"

You have a look of shock on your face, obviously you have seen so few resources.

Killing and setting fire to the gold belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads have corpses.

That sentence was a vivid description of the cruel world, and it also revealed the bloody fact that he belonged to the world of practice.

If it is the wealth of nothing to splash the sky.

How dare these seven sects risk their lives to go down to the heavens, just to win the inheritance?

Seeing that the seven sects had accumulated so much, Shen Yunxi hurriedly stood up, and looked at the eight real seniors in the hall:
"The old man is getting old."

"All the golden pills in front will be handed over to the eight of you."

"Those resources will be their ladder to reach the sky before, and they are enough to worry about the future under Xin Zhen's way!"

"If the senior Jindan has no hope of a real king, I hope that the real people can train less."

"And if there are seniors, you hope that this old way."

After a pause, Shen Yunxi looked at the dark dusk in the Dao Palace, said in a solemn voice:

"They can all achieve Dharma Phase Jiqiu without a day!"

"I call you Shenxiao, you are among the authentic sects, and you have a long life!!"

The meaning of the old man's words is suspicious.

It is to hand over the harvest to Xuan Yang and others to distribute it by themselves.

Hearing this remark, Xuan Yang and Zhang Shou looked at each other, then gave up wry smiles, and each spoke:

"Patriarch, don't worry, if you wait here, the sky will prosper!"

"And those spiritual stones and spiritual materials, even if you wait and consume them, they are enough to last for a long, long time, and you need to get rid of them."

"Just take what you need."

The seven people expressed their intentions, except in the resources, Xuan Yang took away the sunshine mirror that had no protective effect, and Zhang Shouyi took a magic weapon Dao sword from Yuanchu Mountain, so they gave up.

For the rest, you only need to fill up the treasure house of the gods.

As for Xuan Yang's own cultivation resources.

This trip has been so fruitful, even if there is no transformation of the Butian Sutra and the Butian Dao Body, at least there is no need to worry about the path of the True Monarch.

Like what I said out of words.

As long as it is enough, it is enough.

This battle established Xin Zhenping's position as the overlord of Beicang.

At the same time, all the hidden dangers in the southeast, northwest and seven directions were also eliminated!
From now on, of the [-] sects of Beicang, there are only four remaining. Even if it ends from now on and Shenxiao declines, at least Jindan can be kept stable for hundreds of years!

The meaning can be described as far-reaching.

After finishing the business, Xin Zhen looked at Shen Yunxi, and wanted to show the old Taoist the Yuanyang sword, and forget about my old worries.

But at this time.

The old Taoist stood up, paced leisurely, passed the seats for eight people, and walked into the Taoist Palace.

My waist is straight, the front of my back is the faint light of the Taoist palace, and the rear is the small mountain gate.

At this time, dusk was about to pass away, and night had come, which seemed to indicate that the magnificent life of Lao Dao would also come to an end.

I looked at the dark sky, the old voice, a little bit late:
"The disciples who died later can be sent to reincarnation."

"I only hope that the light that lights up in your Xuanyang domain can illuminate the path of reincarnation for us, and I also hope that if there is no reincarnation."

"Those disciples can still enter your heaven again,
"Continuing the fairy fate of the past!"

The old man clenched his fists.

And as my words fell.

As the dusk in the sky gradually brightened, Xuan Yang, Zhang Shou and Mo Yu also left the Dao Palace, overlooking the small golden elixir on the top of the fairyland.

"Follow the order of the ancestors."

Xin Zhenping followed the thoughts of the real person who fought for Shenxiao all his life.

Immediately issued an imperial edict and rang the mourning bell.

The bright galaxy fills the sky.

In the night, the ancient bell rang.

The coffins of these disciples displayed on the front mountain, the disciples who were waiting heard the bell and bowed to the coffins.

Then he silently read the eulogy, and then rose up with magic power, and sent us one by one into the vast and thick soil, where we were buried for a long time.

Countless disciples, even knowing that Shen Xiao had suffered a small victory, were excited.

But tonight.

But before we heard the bell ringing, we were all noisy.

With hands behind his back, Xuan Yang stood on the top of Shenxiao Mountain with several real people.

Looking at that scene, I suddenly recalled a festival that was engraved in my mind after a long time, before I came to this world.

Hungry Ghost Festival, also known as Ghost Festival.

In order to pay homage to the soul that has passed away, perform sacrifices.

Thinking of this, the Taoist raised his brows and eyes, and said silently:

"The deceased disciple, the soul has returned, and the green smoke is curling up, passing away with the wind."

"But seeing your pulse is prosperous, I hope that I will come back again."

"The sky is bright, all are stars, illuminating the road ahead!"

"Send you and so on"

"Enter that reincarnation."

(End of this chapter)