Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1301: One Hundred Thousand Dust

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The longevity of a monk varies with the level of cultivation.

After building the foundation, one can live to be more than two hundred years old. But there was no time to catch his breath, so he had to work hard to cultivate to the golden elixir stage. If not, it can only turn into dust and mud. If you are lucky enough to succeed, you will enjoy a life span of 500 years.

In the eyes of mortals, five hundred years of Spring and Autumn Period is long enough. For monks, most of these years have been taken up by practicing Qi and building foundation. The remaining time is like gold. Then continue running wildly and use the remaining two hundred years to rush towards the Nascent Soul stage with all your strength.

The hurried figures are like fish swimming upstream. Even if they escape the stormy waves and natural disasters, they still fail and end up dead on the roadside. But for those who leap ahead of the trend, God will lend them another five hundred years!

However, the long journey has not really begun yet!

It is not easy for Yuanying to transform into a god. Those who get what they want can be said to be one out of ten. Those who have cultivated the Yuanshen will have their lifespan increased to three thousand years. The path to immortality is like climbing a mountain. The higher you go, the more difficult it becomes. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. If you want to live a long life, please continue to move forward bravely.

In the realm of refining the void, one has a lifespan of six thousand years; in cultivating a perfect body, one has a lifespan of twelve thousand years!

Don't be complacent when you reach this point. Don’t you see that people like Hengtianmen Yu Hengzi and others are desperate and desperate?

If one day he can temper his body and become an immortal, he might be able to relax. Regarding the longevity of the four realms of Brahma, it is explained in the jade slips of Wu Xianzi. Immortals, celestial beings and golden immortals have numbers ranging from 20,000, 50,000 and 80,000 respectively. For Immortal Lord, it ranges from one hundred thousand to two or three hundred thousand. Their respective years should differ, and this is generally the case.

Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years are enough to turn the sea into a mulberry field. A monk can stay in seclusion for a thousand years. This long life is just a few more hours of meditation practice. So what should we do? I saw hurried figures on the way, and busy footsteps running one by one. Don't hesitate anymore, catch up after the break!

Let's go! Regardless of wind or rain, don’t ask about life or death. Once you set foot on this road, you are destined to never stop. And the Yun Tian Xiaoyao we are looking for is still ahead...

On the sand dune, Lin Yi was silent for a long time.

Unknowingly, I actually read the rubbings printed on the jade slip carefully. When I was in a trance, it was like following the footsteps of a stranger, from the undulating blue seaside, the beastly wilderness, to the desert where the corpses are buried. During this period, there were childhood dreams of clouds and sky, unforgettable bereavement, numerous hardships and humiliations, all kinds of bloody killings, and the regret and helplessness at the moment of looking back! The feeling is so profound that it makes people sigh!

If we talk about it, the life experienced by this old man lying beside the corpse was extremely complicated, without losing its ups and downs and thrills. Even if Lin claims to be extraordinary, I'm afraid it's hard to compare with him. And his Taoist name is Wu Xianzi, which shows a bit of relief after seeing through the hustle and bustle!

Just like what a nursery rhyme says: Who says there are no immortals, the grass will rise to the sky; whoever says there are immortals, the real dragon can carry them. Being a shepherd is a dream, but in reality, you will have good harvests...

Lin Yi moved his eyes away from his hands and slowly looked at the sandy nest ahead, with a touch of desolation and vicissitudes in his expression. It seemed that the person lying beside the corpse and reduced to ashes was not the old man, but Talin himself.

How many grievances and grievances are just superficial. All the love, heaven and hatred have returned to dust. In the dream, the fairyland is far away, but I see it is as lonely as sand!

Lin Yi sighed, his eyes became much calmer, and even his ups and downs of mind became a little more leisurely.

There are immortals and there are no immortals, what does it matter? As long as you don’t forget your original intention, you will live up to this life!

Whether immortal or mortal, everyone has his or her own splendor! They are each other's scenery, and they are mixed with all things. And the unpredictable way of heaven is just another decoration on the scenery in Cao Jie's eyes!

Lin Yi held the jade slip in his left hand and took out the purple gold gourd in his right hand. Just at this moment, there was movement behind him.

"Lin Zun! This desert is weird..."

A figure gasped and rushed to the sand dune, then landed heavily. Then he sat down to rest hurriedly, not forgetting to say hello, and then said: "I'm lost..."

It was the exhausted Yuan Xinzi who finally caught up.

Lin said "hmm" without looking back, raised the wine gourd and took a sip. Wine is like time, and time is like wine. Whether it is light or strong, you have to slowly understand it. The so-called getting lost is just going in a small circle. Road, or this road...

Yuan Xinzi dropped a broken sacred stone, then took out another one and held it in his hand. After absorbing it, he looked around and asked with some worry: "I think Lin Zun has already seen the clues. Is there any countermeasures?"

Lin Yi responded simply: "No!"

Yuan Xinzi choked and had to close his mouth and eyes. Traveling for three months in a row was really tiring. And adjusting the breath will raise one or two...

Lin Yi was still drinking wine with a distant expression, but the jade slips in his left hand turned into pieces and scattered silently. One hundred thousand years of wind and rain are just a speck between grains of yellow sand. He looked down and suddenly said: "Yuan Xinzi! Why don't you tell me about your past..."

Yuan Xinzi opened his eyes, looked slightly stunned, and asked puzzledly: "Why is Zun Lin so interested?"

Lin Yi flicked his sleeves, and the sand grains and jade chips could no longer be distinguished from each other. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he replied: "Every plant, every tree, every sand and every stone is Lin's interest, let alone you, the cave master of the Demon City..."

"I'm grateful for the promotion, but I don't dare to accept it..."

Yuan Xinzi hurriedly said humbly, but couldn't help but feel worried. After getting along for a long time, we have already learned the lesson. It wouldn't be a problem if that expert had a sullen face. I'm afraid that if he puts on a smile and a kind face, it will make people confused.

Lin Yi raised the gourd again, as if listening attentively.

Yuan Xinzi hesitated for a moment and said: "I have been doing nothing so far, and there are really no past events worth mentioning..." He has lived for tens of thousands of years, always being cautious and swallowing his anger, but he rarely gets proud of himself. The years when I became a steward elder can be regarded as the most glorious period of my life. Although it was short-lived, it was still unforgettable. Apart from that, what else is worth remembering?

Lin Yi didn't wait for the answer he wanted. He seemed a little surprised, but shook his head and stopped asking. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed it gently. A small piece of the yellow sand mixed with jade dust instantly flew up and hovered three feet away. He looked serious and his eyes were empty. After a while, several inexplicable magic tricks were played on his hand.

Yuan Xinzi was still waiting to ask, but no one spoke anymore. He continued to breathe in and out, but he couldn't help but look curiously. That expert was so leisurely that he actually played with sand and dust?

Lin Yiwu sat upright, and the fine sand flying up in front of him changed. It was like a small piece of sand cloud hovering, vaguely containing some inexplicable energy. In the blink of an eye, the yellow sand cloud suddenly slowed down, then fluoresced and condensed, instantly turning into a jade pillar as thick as a thumb. Following the instructions, the jade pillar penetrated through it, revealing eight holes, seven in front and one in the back. He moved his fingers again, and there was a sudden sound of wind...

Seeing this, Yuan Xinzi suddenly realized.

It should be a small method that I have never seen before, just a quasi-physical form. The transformed object is not unfamiliar, it is called jade flute...

wrong! The jade flute did not come out of thin air, it was clearly made from yellow sand. But there is no refining method, why did the yellow sand directly turn into jade chips and condense into Xiao?

There is also the sound of the wind, whimpering and weeping, and then it is like a mountain spring rushing with great momentum. An inexplicable feeling of desolation and coldness suddenly came over, causing the surrounding area to fall into emptiness for an instant. But in an instant, the sound is like a cry again, the stream is gurgling, the moon is bright over the pine hills, the breeze is blowing on the face, and the artistic conception of being out of the dust makes people suddenly forget themselves...

Yuan Xinzi looked dazed, feeling that his mind was in a trance and he could not control himself. It's like I've been wandering on the edge of a cliff for a long time, and when I suddenly wake up, I almost want to struggle, but I can't help myself. He couldn't think too much and said in silence: "Lin Zun..."

Lin Yi's hand paused, and the jade flute exploded with a bang, and then the light flashed and fell again. The swirling fine sand disappeared, and only the crystal jade chips slowly fell silent. In the blink of an eye, the sand, yellow, and jade on the ground were very clear. He turned around slowly, looked up and down at Yuan Xinzi, whose expression changed, and asked, "What's wrong?"

As the surroundings returned to silence, Yuan Xinzi's restless mind gradually calmed down, and he responded hurriedly, pretending to be nothing, "It's just that I'm tired and upset, so that's okay! It's just that the sound of the flute is too moving, and I don't know where it comes from." And what's the name..." Even as he said this, his heart was still pounding. The sound of the flute seems to contain a power that transcends heaven and earth. It is invisible and traceless, but it is everywhere and there is no way to escape. Being trapped in it, the mind is moved, and inexplicable frustration and hesitation arise spontaneously. If left unchecked, either the Tao realm will collapse or the enlightenment will be achieved...

Lin Yi looked at Yuan Xinzi's expression, then recalled his own actions, couldn't help but smile, turned to look ahead, and said softly: "A song that lasts for a hundred thousand years, comes and goes only among the floating clouds..." He then said My mood at that time was completely different from when I returned to my hometown twice before and after. Instead of deliberately forgetting and cutting off, it is better to pick up and put it down easily. Be persistent and face it. I remember what Master Qingyunzi said: The way of heaven is not a thing...

Yuan Xinzi blinked, secretly pondering the intention behind Lin Yi's words. He seemed to realize something, but he didn't take it seriously. Just as he was hesitating, there was another gust of wind all around. He said in shock: "Lin Zun, show mercy..."

Yuan Xinzi opened his mouth, but then fell silent. The expert not far away sat motionless at all, while the wind from all directions became stronger and stronger. He hurriedly raised his head and looked around, and was suddenly stunned...