Chapter 1573 I Don’t Know the Year
Liu Qinghuan said goodbye to Lian Xuzi with a calm expression, returned to the tree hole that he had just cleaned up not long ago, closed the door, and opened the protective circle.
As soon as he turned around, he suddenly staggered and quickly held on to the cave wall, with a look of pain finally showing on his face.
Every dragon transformation was a test of physical strength and power, and this test was particularly difficult. Liu Qinghuan felt that his body was about to collapse.
In addition, he had multiple burns and scalds all over his body at this time, and he was holding on outside. But as soon as he returned to the cave, his mind relaxed again. In an instant, he lost the strength to even lift his legs, and had to lean against the wall to rest.
Fortunately, no outsiders saw him in such a weak state. They only saw him transform into a mighty and domineering black dragon, forcing the other real dragon away. They didn't know that he actually tried his best. Once he finished the transformation, he could hardly even stand. Waddled.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself, took out a few pills with trembling hands and swallowed them. After regaining some strength, Liu Qinghuan moved step by step, walked to the back room and fell asleep.
This sleep lasted particularly long. With the powerful self-healing ability of the Aoki Holy Body, the injuries on the body were slowly repaired during sleep.
During this period, Lian Xuzi came twice, but seeing that the door of his cave was closed, he called twice outside the door and left after getting a vague response.
It was several months later when Liu Qinghuan opened the cave again. At that time, the sky was clear and the wind was calm.
This sea is like a corner abandoned by time. The battle between the two dragons a few months ago was just a drop in the ocean, and the waves it stirred up have subsided in the blink of an eye.
More often than not, the sacred tree stands majestically silent, while the birds and beasts living under the tree live happily but soberly, recalling the past and thinking about the future.
Before the injury healed, Liu Qinghuan went to Lianxunzi Cave every day as promised. He just read a few pages and talked about a few scriptures, and occasionally asked for advice on Taoism and secrets.
Lian Xuzi fell in love with chess, but he hated sitting under a tree trunk in a cave and breaking off a branch to use as a fishing rod for fishing.
We live in Jianmu near the top of a tree, thousands of feet away from the sea. This fishing rod is not even connected to the wire. There is only an unbroken strand of light floating leisurely. I have never seen any fishing. Once I've caught a fish, there's always no weird guy biting the line.
Once, Lian Xuzi enthusiastically went to collect the pole, and pulled down a small turtle with a white stripe on its iron back. It bit the silk thread without even the hook, and it became the table for the two of us to enjoy tea.
The hateful thing is that the guy also stole food, whether it was the scriptures that Yang Qingcheng put aside, the unfinished pen and ink, or the hem of Lian Xuzi's clothes and robes, which were chewed out of his mouth at the wrong glance.
Such leisurely, exciting and happy days have lasted for more than ten years in a blink of an eye, and Liu Qinghuan also felt boring.
I just feel that the time is too short, I have not even fully understood one of the eighty-eight methods of Tiangang, and Lian Xuzi is about to leave.
"You are just a shadow left by time. You are free to appear behind others, and you have no reason to disappear." Lian Xuzi said: "Recently, you feel that you are about to fall into a 'sleep' again. Tell him and don't panic."
Liu Qinghuan was very sad: "Have we never seen each other again before?"
Lian Xuzi smiled and said: "Those who follow the small way enter into the void and exist in heaven and earth. They must be limited to a certain moment."
In other words, the likelihood of seeing each other again before is extremely high.
Liu Qinghuan was still entangled, stood up and solemnly bowed to the end: "Thank you for your guidance and teachings in those years. Although I have never accepted you as a disciple, you dare to forget your teacher. In the world inside, the sky is low and the water is long, and the immortal way is Decay, or never see us again.”
"Hahahaha!" Lian Xuzi smiled: "That's right, but he has to be careful. You have a very small airs inside, and you are as easy to talk to as you are now. Okay, let him go, before there are only a few days left. You need to walk around and say goodbye to some people."
They were all on the road to immortality. With so little emotion about separation, Liu Qinghuan bowed again, packed up his things and returned to his residence.
Lian Xuzi left on the seventh day. After a while, no birds or beasts came to compete for my tree hole. It was very noisy for several days.
Liu Qinghuan planned to leave for the time being, and directly sealed the entrance of the cave and retreated again.
The world fell into noise again. Water mist and clouds flowed among the branches and leaves of the Jianmu Sacred Tree. The giant nest under the tree top rotated its residents several times. The sleeping dragon hanging upside down had quietly disappeared without knowing when. There were few people on the tree. There was a group of blue-feathered golden-crowned birds, chirping outside every day.
Liu Qinghuan closed the door for a hundred years and then went out, finishing his seven tours.
That place where time overlaps is surprisingly small, with a vast land and vast sky, mountains and seas stretching into one piece, no abandoned ancient city in the desert, and magnificent palaces hidden deep in the woods.
However, it is also surprisingly empty. No matter how deep the forest is, there are still many spiritual beings. No matter how small the palace is, there are only a few people. And you may have seen them just a moment ago.
There are few things in the overlapping world that will change because of the passing of a certain overlapping image. Every time that happens, Liu Qinghuan feels more and more that time is too mysterious and the changes are difficult to figure out.
I also met a lot of people who were left behind by my descendants. I had a good temper and chatted with them for a while, and exchanged their cultivation experiences. As for those with surly personalities, they should be kept at a distance to avoid further disputes like the one with the fire dragon mother and her son.
I returned to Shifeng Peak to find Gu Zhao, and made friends with these seven people again. Then I reopened the dojo and sat down to discuss the Tao.
Liu Qinghuan gained very little from traveling in the realm of time. The monks who can leave traces in this realm are all highly cultivated and have rich experiences. I have benefited a lot from the exchanges and discussions.
Retreat, travel, retreat again, travel again. This goes on and on until I have reached the seventh level of Hinayana.
Liu Qinghuan forgot to remember the date when he came here. He also knew that he had stayed in the realm for how many years, but the time to leave had come.
When I stood under the altar again and saw the time beast guarding the seven corners of the altar, I was in a daze for a while before the surrounding scene came into view.
The corner of Yang Qingcheng's mouth twitched uncontrollably: Yun Zheng was really polite. At this time, the valley had completely changed. Stone halls surrounded the altar, and disciples dressed in Wenshi Sect and Ziwei Jiange costumes Contact is a must.
"Tai Zun!"
A group of Wenshi disciples discovered me and hurried over to pay me a visit. Soon a head was missing from the bottom.
"Get up." Yang Qingcheng raised his hand slightly and asked as he walked up: "How long have you been retreating? How is your sect? Who is the disciple in charge of affairs here?"
A disciple with a few bamboo leaves embroidered under his clothes hurriedly replied: "Reporting to Tai Zun, the person in charge of this place is Elder Huang, and the sect is also very good. What happened in those years? You stayed outside the Cave of Time for a while. ten years."
"Ten years..." Liu Qinghuan was not a little surprised. In other words, I was aware of it, but I stayed in the realm for almost two thousand years.
"Oh, have these spiritual beasts of yours come out? Are you still here, Master Jiang?"
"Only Master Jiang is still out..."