The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 886

"How should I go back?" Chen Huaxuan murmured, shaking his head, remembering Jia Jia's so-called reminder, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, even now he still doesn't understand what Jia Jia said.

But when he was in a daze, the old man seemed to have discovered his laziness, and angrily scolded: "Stinky boy, what are you doing? Help?"

Under this scolding, the injured monk spoke up to help: "Don't be angry, this real man, he has already seen it for me, seeing the dusty appearance of the two of you, you know that you have worked hard for a long time , I think he hasn't rested yet, let him rest!"

"Hey! This worthless boy!" The old man gave him a hard look, turned around, and continued to work.

Chen Huaxuan looked at the monks in front of him, each had their own thinking, and it really didn't seem that ordinary people could do it. Could it be that this is really Pingzhou City 1000 years ago?

Although he didn't know how to leave, but in his impression, Jiajia was definitely not the kind of person who would lead people to a dead end, so Jiajia would definitely leave them a way out, the problem is that he still has a head until now. Foggy.

After sitting there for a long while, I suddenly heard someone say: "What is this sound? I have been buzzing in my ears recently, and I don't know what it is?"

"I heard that an ancient temple was built in the city. It is probably the sound of the bell. Some people say that the technique of dunjia is used. If you are destined, you will come across that ancient temple no matter where you go. I heard that Kunlun's Built by a master."

"What's in there?"

"There is nothing. I thought there would be something good in it when I heard it. In fact, there is not even half a magic weapon. I don't know what the people in Kunlun want to do?"

Chen Huaxuan had long been attracted by their conversation, and stood silently at the side, listening to the chattering sound of the two.

"I heard that there are only a few stone statues inside, and my Daoist Sanqing Dao Dao Patriarch enshrined them, but there is also a Buddha statue enshrined inside, and I don't know what it is for?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, we monks are not mortals after all. Those real people who have passed away have long since disappeared. Why are they enshrined? It's just for us and other living monks to see."

"That's right, I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Kunlun's gourd this time?" A monk with an injured hand gently pressed his wound and sighed, "I'm just guessing at the actions of these big sects. It’s impenetrable, and I don’t have the mood to speculate on their thoughts. It would be great for me to be able to practice unhindered as an undisciplined person.”

After talking for a while, someone finally noticed Chen Huaxuan who was standing aside and listening intently, and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, you little Kunlun disciple, why do you seem to be very interested in these things? Why? Listen Is it?"

Chen Huaxuan shook his head, got up, and walked out.

The war between monsters and human cultivators made the whole Pingzhou City look a bit flustered, full of panic everywhere, and the monks walking in a hurry all looked sad, and there would always be casualties in the battle. Once monsters invaded and human cultivators fought each other, casualties were unavoidable.For example, their medical practice is also the most difficult time.The cultivator is so strange. When fighting with the monsters, he hopes for peace as soon as possible. When the monsters are driven out of the main city of Shenzhou and only dare to move on the Ten Thousand Beasts Plain, human cultivators provoked disputes within themselves. A wonderful reincarnation has not changed for hundreds of thousands of years. No one can tell when this reincarnation started, but it seems to be natural, so it goes back and forth.

I don't know how long he walked, Chen Huaxuan looked at the familiar and unfamiliar street scenes around him in a daze, he couldn't imagine that he was still drinking tea and chatting with Jiajia and Wei Tan in the peaceful Pingzhou city a few hours ago, Now he is in a daze facing Pingzhou City in the chaotic war.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, the sound of a few bronze bells rang in his ears, one after another, with simplicity and desolation, Chen Huaxuan involuntarily walked towards the source of the sound, the sound seemed to have a kind of The indescribable magic power guides the group of cultivators to approach.

The way to go is unfamiliar yet familiar. After crossing the stone bridge beside Xiaojing Lake, a temple suddenly appeared in front of us.There is no such temple in Pingzhou City!But why did he know that he didn't, but the way he came from was so familiar and natural, as if such a temple should be born in this place.That kind of rationality and reality are chaotically intertwined in the mind, chaotic, but intoxicating.

There are not many monks walking towards the temple, but few of them are monks who have seen on the way. In this Pingzhou City, it seems that no matter what you do, you can walk into this temple.Chen Huaxuan no longer wanted to use his head to think about the Qimen Dunjia here, and there was only one sentence to sum it up: incredible, ingenious.

Walking into the temple, it is very different from the rumors. This is a very ordinary temple. It enshrines the ancestors of the Daoist Sanqing and the Buddha of the Buddhism. The Buddhism and Taoism are enshrined in one place. The two stone statues are more like a kind of belief. Standing here, the incense is not at its peak. There are also some monks who have come here, but very few of them would kneel down and beg like ordinary believers.

Many monks pointed at several stone statues with their hands behind their backs: the stone statues here are the ancestors of most monks in the world, but perhaps it is because as a cultivator, they are too clear about the relationship between people and cultivation, nothing more than two: Feisheng Or fall, ascension is not in this world, the so-called worship is useless, and fall is completely turned into fly ash, scattered in the world, maybe there have been many stories in a handful of dust.

But it is so clear that today's monks are rarely willing to bow down to these worshipers.Kunlun, as a giant of righteousness in the world, built a martyr hall in memory of immortals and monks, but it was only for future generations to remember, and it was built for love, not for other things.

Chen Huaxuan stood silently in front of several stone statues, watching the monks coming and going, influenced by Qimen Dunjia, walked into it unconsciously, but left again, no one greeted the ancestor monks who were revered and worshiped by these ancient monks, For some reason, Chen Huaxuan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The ancient monks and today's monks are both cultivators, perhaps the biggest difference lies in the word faith!Even the sword cultivator who has the most faith today and retains the most complete etiquette of ancient sword cultivators is far from what the ancient monks could compare in terms of faith.He suddenly remembered the reminder Jiajia gave him before he entered, "Faith is first", what is faith, is it faith?
Chen Huaxuan raised his head and stared at the stone statues in a daze. The stone statues seemed a little blurry in the faint wisps of incense smoke. He began to wonder why Jia Jia wanted to reveal this soul void. In the end, he was the one who made this up. The monk who is more than two hundred years old, but young and talented, underestimated him.He thought that being able to use the talent of the space spirit root to redisplay the old obsession before his eyes was the limit of this junior, and he even thought that it was quite good to be able to do this, but now it seems Establishment, the so-called fundamentals, he still made a mistake, maybe this junior wants to tell the world that the group of cultivators is far from it.Suddenly he thought of the second island of the East China Sea and the two families of Shushan. The extravagant and complicated fairy mountains on the sea of ​​the second island of the East China Sea can be traced back to the origin of the fairy island of the East China Sea. Shushan is still slightly inferior. What Shushan uses a tree to show is the essence of Shushan's chivalry. It is so simple and unforgettable, but it makes people worry about it. Wu Zeyun is a master of it.What about Lian Jiajia, does she have such depth?If Shushan wants to be chivalrous, what about Kunlun?What do you want to express?
Chen Huaxuan's eyes shone brightly: Wang Dao.But this is the easiest and most difficult thing for Kunlun to understand. Even Miao Wuhua doesn't dare to say that he is proficient in the essence of kingship.

All living beings are ups and downs in the world of soul emptiness, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will not be able to leave easily. This is a kind of kingly way, but it is also the most obvious one.

Chen Huaxuan closed his eyes and concentrated on it. After an unknown amount of time, he finally opened his eyes. He walked up to several stone statues and stood there indifferently for a while. Then, he bent his knees and knelt down on the futon in front of the stone statues with the utmost respect. above.

He clasped his hands together, like a mortal believer that monks looked down upon, closed his eyes and prostrated himself, the cool contact between his forehead and the stone slab made him instantly enlightened.The kingly way of Kunlun is not only based on power over others, it is the most obvious way of kingship, and perhaps the deeper way of kingship refers to here, belief or the belief of Kunlun monks, with inner belief as the cornerstone, will make group cultivators Willingness to dormant, this kind of willingness under the influence of belief, is indeed a higher level of kingly way than oppressing others with power.He, Chen Huaxuan, is contemptuous of talent, and the deepest way of kingship that he can understand now is probably like this, but he doesn't know what is going on in the future.

This is probably the essence of burning incense and worshiping before every major event stipulated by Kunlun Song Yuanshan and Kunlun Qixiu in the past. Monks also need faith. Jia actually integrated the essence of the kingly way into the world of the soul.

Chen Huaxuan looked inside the dantian, and felt that the dantian was faintly shining, like a dusty pearl, wiping away the dust bit by bit.

This is an epiphany. Walking through the Soul Void Realm has such a big harvest!Chen Huaxuan was overjoyed, he turned his head to look at the thousand-year-old Pingzhou City outside the temple, he, Chen Huaxuan, was already content to see his deceased master again and be scolded by him again.

Light incense, kneel down and kowtow three times.A stick of incense stood in front of the Taoist ancestor, and he kowtowed to cut off the millennium wish.In the realm of the void of the soul, it is enough to go through this experience!

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Chen Huaxuan came out, the sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, not far ahead was Jiajia and Wei Tan with mottled white hair, drinking tea calmly, this familiar scene, as if he had never left before, Chen Huaxuan sighed softly: One day, the Kunlun group of cultivators will arrive in Pingzhou City. This state of the void of the soul—probably an unexpected surprise that no one can expect!
(End of this chapter)