Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 104: Meeting between ghosts and gods, kneeling on the moon to pray for immortality

The water dragon transformed by the fairy sword passed through the dense clouds and through the blossoming canopy.

Occasionally, a lone bird, a petrel, flutters its wings in the clouds, and a dragon cry resounds throughout the world.

All the creatures in Jinling stared blankly at the scene in front of them. The entire night sky in Shangjing was filled with silvery-white light, with distinct colors.

"This is Cang Long Flying to the Moon!?"

"Oh my god, this is such an eye-opener."

"First the carp jumped over the dragon gate and then saw the real dragon!"

"The Dragon King is here!!"

Countless people knelt on the ground in panic and kowtowed.

Under the night, there was silence and the wind whistled, except for the lingering glory of the dragon.

The people who came to Beijing were all red-faced, and their chests were filled with uncontrollable shock and joy.

The bright moon in the mountains was quickly obscured by thick clouds, leaving only the strongest gleam of autumn mirror light.

Above the clouds, Lu Chenran stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the rushing water dragon with some surprise.

From the sky, look far and wide.

But I saw that a touch of silver blocked half of everything in the sky, and one of them was the most magnificent, as bright as silver.

The last dragon roar, if the meaning is not finished, the heaven-shaking luster suddenly disappears and releases.

Burn the vast sky to silvery white.

The water dragon suddenly flew past, swung upwards, and plunged straight into the moon.

"hold head high--"

Leaving behind a cry of lamentation, the sky is filled with tears.

The water dragon transformed into the sword again, and surrounded Lu Chenran's body intimately. The sound of the sword could not stop trembling, and the sound of gold and stone was mixed with the high-pitched dragon's roar.

The water spirit energy surged outward from the sword body uncontrollably, and the rain suddenly stopped.

Only above the clouds, the rays of light can be seen again.

Lu Chenran took a deep breath and murmured to himself:

"Perhaps at this moment, it is qualified to be called Water Dragon Yin."

This water dragon chant is truly worthy of its name.

He placed the green pine branch in the moth wing bag again. At this moment, there were writings floating leisurely on the title page of the golden book that belonged to Shui Longyin in his mind.

The cold light flourishes:

[We are connected with the water dragon's chant, and the Chutian is thousands of miles away from the clear autumn. I have a sword to divide the water, cut off the water of all things, open up the water of all things, and achieve "cut off flow"]

【.】

Just at this moment.

Lu Chenran felt the various emotions conveyed by the water dragon chant to him. It was a feeling of breaking free from the shackles of the world, going straight up to the sky, seeing the clouds rolling and relaxing, and watching the wind rise and fall. It was like being in a fairyland, feeling relaxed and happy.

Between the chest, there was an endless sound of waves.

Countless spiritual lights gathered at the fingertips.

'Break off? '

Lu Chenran calmed down and felt the charm of this technique.

The spell obtained this time is different from the past. There is no word spell added, only the word "break flow"

'Is this the final change in these little tricks? '

Along the way, the spells you have acquired can be promoted. For example, the whale drinking technique finally became the whale drinking technique, and the moon inviting technique has now become the moon inviting technique.

The different spell names should represent clear levels.

As for Shui Longyin's bonding value of nearly 400 points, the spells gained from this bonding are by no means as simple as the words suggest.

'It seems I need to find some time to explore, but it's already very late today, so I'd better go back first.'

Lu Chenran took a long breath, and a mist slowly condensed around him, flying in the direction of Jishan in the clouds.

This brilliant piece of light in the sky is a strange sight that most people are destined to never see in their lifetime.

At this time, in the teahouse.

Countless tea-goers stood by the window, silently looking at Jinling at this moment, and had not yet recovered from the shock just now.

An old Confucian scholar's old cheeks were filled with happiness. He stranded his long temples with trembling hands and murmured to himself:

"The rain falling from the sky is auspicious."

"This is a miracle, a miracle! It's the immortal from Mount Buhan who has come down!!"

"If I can see this scene in my lifetime, my life will be considered in vain."

A knight-errant in the martial arts world nodded in agreement, and then said:

"Now the forest at the foot of Bulxian Mountain is inaccessible to ordinary people. I'm afraid it's a threshold specially set by the real immortal. It seems that we have no chance to find that immortal fate after all."

"The forest? Is it the tung forest at the foot of Jishan Mountain? I took a shortcut a few days ago."

"That forest is inaccessible. There aren't even any birds around."

"Speaking of which, there have been more and more strange things happening in Jinling these days. Could it be because of the immortals descending to earth?"

"of course?"

On the street, some people squatted and stared curiously at the young grass under the bluestone slabs. However, after a winter rain, it had already sprouted, and even grew higher than the cracks between the bricks. Some even grew as fast as chopsticks. .

under the moonlight.

There used to be grass at the foot of each wall that was not easy to clean, but now it is even more lush and lush.

The willow trees have already sprouted buds, but after all, the branches are like silk, and it seemed a bit empty at first. Now, the trees have obviously added a lot of greenery.

Normally, if one saw such a strange phenomenon, one would be sure that some grass demon was causing trouble. However, the appearance of the water dragon inadvertently diluted the atmosphere of panic.

After all, in the public eye, the dragon represents nobility and nobility.

How can we be confused with monsters and ghosts?

In the Chenghuang Temple in Jinling City, incense is flourishing.

At dusk in Jinling, the lights are rising.

The Qinhuai River is peaceful, with microwaves reflecting the stars and the moon, and all the various customs in this area are captured in the river.

Even at night, the Chenghuang Temple next to the Qinhuai River still opens its doors, with countless pilgrims coming and going.

The City God in Beijing is no more remote than the northern border. It is more like a scenic spot for sightseeing. It has a wall gallery with eaves in the inner and outer gardens, a wall with inscriptions by literati and poets, a river port for releasing animals, pavilions and corridors for people to sit, and a There are large and small incense burners and merit boxes, as well as the flow of people offering incense.

However, after what happened tonight, countless more pilgrims came to offer incense and pray.

The clay sculpture of a golden body in the center of the hall, the serious man's features were carved by craftsmen to look like waves. After years of being influenced by the strong incense, the body of the clay sculpture is extremely lifelike.

Beside the City God, there are two huge sandalwood plaques, with large characters engraved on them in gilt seals:

[The generosity is still too weak, but the loyalty will shine through the ages. 】

[The unfinished business during his lifetime will be left to be made up for by future generations. 】

[The King of Heaven has been sagely enlightened, and his craftsmanship has lasted for eternity. 】

[I have not repaid my kindness in my life, but I will keep it as a tribute to my loyal soul. 】

It is said that Yang Chenghuang, who came to Beijing, had a great head. During the previous dynasty, the Rakshasa Kingdom led troops to invade the northern border several times, but the general at that time asked to "open the horse market to make peace". To put it simply, he wanted to fight with The Rakshasa Kingdom seeks peace.

For a general to make peace without fighting is simply laughable.

However, Yang Ji, who was in a low official position at the time, saw the wolfish ambition of the Rakshasa Kingdom and believed that it would never give up invading the northern border just because of a simple peace negotiation.

However, no one in the civil and military dynasties dared to question it. Only Yang Ji was not afraid of the power of the bureaucracy and resolutely wrote to the emperor, requesting that the horse market be cancelled.

It's a pity that although Yang Ji said what he said from the bottom of his heart, he had no choice but to be slandered by his traitorous ministers, and in the end he was demoted to Jiamu County in the North.

One year after Yang Ji was demoted, the leader of the Rakshasa Kingdom still harassed the border, and the horse market was completely destroyed.

The emperor suddenly realized this and appointed Yang Ji again. At this time, Yang Ji and the general had become political enemies. Not long after he took office, he was framed and imprisoned.

It was a pity for the loyal souls of the An family. At that time, the female general An Daoyun led more than 10,000 elite troops to defend the northern border, but in the end they could not get any reinforcements. Later, tens of thousands of troops were buried in the north.

Yang Ji also suffered a lot of torture in prison and died in prison.

After Yang Ji's death, people all over the world wept and praised this poem. The people of Jinling respected and pitied him, and converted his former residence into a temple to worship him and respect him as the City God.

At this time, a Confucian scholar followed the flow of people into the City God's Temple in a somewhat confused manner, hoping to use a fire to light incense.

This person is none other than Zou Yan.

Yesterday I refined the 'trance' pill, and I wanted to visit Mr. Lu today, but I was blocked by the Wenxin Forest. I walked around the tung forest for a long time, but I couldn't see any way, and I felt uneasy. .

Zou Yan clutched the pill in his hand tightly, found an open space, sat down and rested his feet.

"Mr. Lu said that there is a path in someone's heart, but after all, he doesn't have that head. The path of Yin, Yang and Five Elements is blurred and cannot be seen. The path and fruit in the heart that Uncle Wang Yun said is even more foggy, and he knows where to go."

He stared blankly at the clay statue of the god in trance.

Suddenly, whether because he was dazzled or not, he saw the clay statue for a moment and slowly opened his eyes.

"Ok?"

Zou Yan's mind suddenly moved.

'City God open his eyes? '

He had also seen the vision of heaven and earth just now with his own eyes. He always felt that this matter was definitely related to Mr. Lu. At this moment, he saw the strange thing like the clay sculpture opening its eyes, and there was a feeling in his heart. I am very curious about the feeling of cat scratching.

He took a deep breath and stared at the pill in his hand.

Do you want to take it and see?

This elixir refined from the Condensing Grass and several ecstasy objects can actually make his soul escape from heaven and earth and feel free and happy. Although he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he takes it.

Yesterday when I tried the server, I could only vaguely see the evil ghost, and I felt a little depressed when I woke up.

Thinking of this, Zou Yan's throat moved, then he gritted his teeth, found a quiet place where no one was, and swallowed the pill with the water in the gourd.

His body suddenly fell to the ground, and then he found that he saw himself. His body fell to the ground like a puppet without strings, and now he was emitting a faint light floating in the air.

The world in his eyes suddenly changed.

The legendary ghost who can be seen wandering around at night can be seen everywhere. Then he saw a middle-aged man who looked exactly like the City God in the City God's Temple.

'That's the City God who went to Beijing.' Zou Yan swallowed slightly and took a deep breath.

This is probably the most incredible person in the world.

Thinking like this, Zou Yan avoided the sight of the roving kid and followed Yang Chenghuang cautiously.

now.

Yang Chenghuang's figure has floated out of the clay sculpture and golden body, flying far away towards the sky.

When he was in mid-air, the city god who went to Beijing knelt down in the air, looked at the bright moon on the Cangjiang River, suppressed his excitement, and said loudly:

"I don't know if the Immortal is here again. I went to Beijing to ask Yang Jixian to see the Immortal."

Carp leap over the dragon gate and fish in the moonlight.

In addition to the legendary immortals, who else can do such a happy and free thing?

After a long time, there was still silence between heaven and earth.

The thick clouds gradually dissipated, leaving only the bright moon in the sky and the earth, and the immortal fishing figure was no longer visible.

There are only ghosts from the underworld wandering in the underworld alleyways to Beijing, without any trace.

"Hey"

Yang Chenghuang sighed, feeling a little lonely in his heart.

But this is normal. I was too excited and rash. How could the immortal see me?

Just when Yang Chenghuang was stunned, not long after, a bunch of idle gods, earth gods, and Jiang Zhengshen were kneeling behind him, all of them looking at the bright moon in the sky.

The so-called idle gods refer to those who are neither the righteous gods of mountains, rivers, land, etc., nor the underworld gods such as city gods.

There are many idle gods in the north, such as the old turtle in Qingshui River, or the five great immortals mentioned by the older generation. Most of them are foxes, hedgehogs, mice, etc., or some incense gods spontaneously worshiped by mortals. Those who protect the family and make money and suppress miasma and diseases are also called Chuma Immortals.

Zou Yan hid behind a room and looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression.

You guys from the Yin Division are talking quietly.

A group of ghosts and gods kneel on the moon to pray for immortality.

What I saw tonight was truly shocking.

He suppressed the nervousness in his heart, knelt on the ground, and quietly listened to the conversations of these underworld gods.

An old man who looked like a landowner bowed his hands towards Yang Chenghuang and said tentatively.

"Does Yang Chenghuang know the identity of the Immortal Chief who appeared in Jinling today?"

Yang Chenghuang smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"I didn't know that such an expert appeared in Beijing. I heard that a certain person was dealing with important matters. I didn't expect that a spiritual rain fell between heaven and earth, so I quickly chased him out. I have been begging for him for a long time."

"But I still don't see the figure of the Immortal Chief. For such a person to desire something, it requires fate. It must be because we are not blessed enough."

A landowner swallowed his saliva and tentatively pointed in the direction of Bulxian Mountain:

"Yang Chenghuang, do you think it's possible that this immortal is?"

Yang Chenghuang looked at Tutu Gong for a long time.

If it were in the past, he would definitely sneer at this rumor. After all, he sits in the land of dragon veins in the world and is the city god of this place. Things in this world will always be summarized in Shangjing.

Yang Chenghuang knows better than anyone whether there are immortals in the world.

But what happened tonight really made him have mixed feelings. He always felt that his work as a city god for hundreds of years was in vain.

"Maybe."

Yang Chenghuang sighed and said with a complicated expression.

Yang Chenghuang's status is the highest among these gods. Such an understatement really shocked these little gods.

According to Yang Chenghuang's meaning, this sentence is equivalent to saying, 'Yes, there are immortals. '

All the underworld officials looked at each other.

In the corner, Zou Yan listened to the conversation of these people and subconsciously looked in the direction of Bu Xian Mountain.

Isn't that where Mr. Lu lives?

These gods and ghosts kneel down just to see Mr. Lu! ?

My heart suddenly trembled, and countless images flashed through my mind. I remembered the vague words that Uncle Wang Yun said to me when I met him in Tonglin:

'The Mr. Lu whom my nephew met yesterday is the greatest blessing in your life, and may even affect your future path.'

That Mr. Lu.

Could it be?

"hiss--"

Zou Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and at this moment he felt his whole body shaking and his chest rising and falling.

He finally understood what Uncle Wang Yun told him.

I just felt my throat was a little itchy, and I couldn't control myself and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Gudu——"

Such a small sound immediately stunned the conversing gods and ghosts.

In an instant, several eyes followed the direction of the sound.

"Who is it? Who's there?"

Yang Chenghuang frowned, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner.

Zou Yan suddenly felt himself being captured by a force, and his body flew uncontrollably in the direction of the god and ghost.

All the underworld officials looked at the man who appeared in the underworld with surprised expressions. They looked around him and said in wonder:

"It's weird, this person is a mortal!"

"Really? How could a mortal come here out of body?"

"Mortal, who are you and why are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

A Yin Si walked over and asked aloud.

Judge Wu shouted:

"Bold, how dare you not worship the City God."

Zou Yan suppressed the fear in his heart, silently raised his head, and looked at Yang Chenghuang.

Being so close, I could see his appearance clearly.

He looked like an ordinary person, with a tall face and a beard. He was wearing an official uniform from an unknown dynasty and looked majestic.

Yang Chenghuang also squinted his eyes and secretly looked at this mortal.

Wearing a white shirt, he has the aura of an elegant scholar, which is quite good. Especially his eyes, which are particularly clear and clear, and contain Taoist aura that is invisible to ordinary people.

He raised his head and looked at the bright moon, and then at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

It is against common sense for a mortal to appear here.

Then this person must not be an ordinary person, and he must not be treated the same way as ordinary people.

Then Yang Chenghuang ignored his majesty. After thinking about it, he cupped his hands and said:

"I don't know how to call you Taoist friend. I am Yang Ji. I have been serving as the City God of the capital for more than two hundred years, but I don't want to have such a figure as Taoist friend."

"."

Everyone in the Yin Division looked at each other in surprise.

The City God is the most dignified and solemn judge of the underworld. I have never seen the City God be so polite to others.

Zou Yan's mind moved, and after a little thought, he guessed why the city god in front of him was so polite.

He himself has always been a smart person, very knowledgeable about people and easy to incite.

To put it mildly, it means talking about people's words when seeing people, telling ghosts when seeing ghosts, boasting, making nonsense, and making mysteries. He is best at deception in his life.

Otherwise, how could a Confucian scholar study the concept of yin and yang throughout his life?

He took a deep breath, his cheeks were calm, he accepted Yang Chenghuang's salute grandly, and said with a slight smile:

"I have met all of you from the Yin Division. I am Zou Yan, a member of the Confucian sect. He lives in Jinling and is currently studying at Jinling White Deer Academy."

"I see."

There was a bit of surprise in Yang Chenghuang's eyes.

Ordinary people, not to mention meeting the City God, would become unsteady and unsteady when seeing the seductive little ghost because of some weird things.

The person in front of me is neither humble nor arrogant, rather a gentleman, with an air of immortality and integrity.

He coughed slightly, and then said:

"I don't know why you are here?"

Zou Yan raised his eyebrows, then sighed and said softly:

"Yesterday, I refined an out-of-body elixir. It was daytime today. I planned to go up the mountain to see my teacher for advice. However, I never thought that my teacher would not be at home today, so I had no choice but to return home at sunset."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Chenghuang from the corner of his eye, and saw a hint of curiosity on his face. He suddenly knew that his words must have reached the heart of Chenghuang.

He became more proficient in speaking and continued to speak:

"My mind was running wildly tonight. I wanted to delve into the efficacy of a certain pill, and I went out of my body to wander. It was no coincidence. I was passing by here and asked Yang Chenghuang. Don't be surprised."

"."

These words are not entirely lies, they are half true and false.

Listening to the eloquent words of the Confucian scholar in front of him, Yang Chenghuang's pupils suddenly shrank.

teacher! ?

Who is the teacher in this person's mouth? !

Could it be——

Not only Yang Chenghuang, but also all the underworld officials around him looked at each other, and they all saw a look of shock in each other's eyes.

Thinking of this, Yang Chenghuang's tone became much kinder involuntarily, and he asked tentatively:

"I wonder where the gentleman your friend mentioned lives?"

Zou Yan stretched out his hand, pointed at Bu Xian Mountain not far away, and said calmly:

"Right over there."

"Bu Xianshan?"

"Exactly."

A Yin Si's pupils suddenly tightened.

"hiss--"

It is indeed there.

(End of this chapter)