Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1390: Things and People Are Not the Same

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What is the demeanor of an immortal?

In the eyes of mortals, immortals are all Taoist immortals, wise and elegant, full of power and virtue, and have great light. And they have a long life, live in mountains and rivers, or live in forests, and eat clouds and drink dew, travel in the void, and do whatever they want without obstacles. That is the demeanor of an immortal, which is admirable!

In the eyes of most immortal monks, cultivating to the fourth realm of Brahma is already an immortal who is beyond the mortal world. Among them, the more powerful ones have the ability to create the world and the unpredictable divine machine to change the world, and naturally have an awe-inspiring transcendental demeanor!

Guan Haizi and Mou Beizi have different views.

Those who can go up to the sky, enter the dust, have a lofty heart, sympathize with all things, and are simple and simple in nature are the real immortals. In a nutshell: taste the real taste and fall asleep in the wind!

However, it was surprising that two Jindan cultivators dared to criticize their seniors. And when they learned the details, everything was so natural!

Guan Haizi was in the middle stage of Jindan, and Mu Beizi was in the early stage of Jindan. The former was nearly 500 years old, and the latter had lived for more than 400 years. In other words, they didn't have much life left. It was simply a foolish dream to want to cultivate to the late stage of Jindan and form a Yuanying in the next few days.

Since there was not much time left, what should we do?

Guan Haizi and Mu Beizi were not anxious or depressed. Instead, they threw away their Taoist robes, abandoned their skills, put down all their shackles and burdens, and came to the beautiful bay beach together. The two of them were accompanied by the morning glow, fell asleep listening to the sound of the waves, watched the white clouds and the changing dogs, and occasionally had a barbecue for fun. When they looked back, they realized that the busyness of hundreds of years was not as good as the freedom at this moment. Perhaps there were immortal masters passing by, so the two of them were no longer afraid, and just regarded themselves as ordinary people. No matter how the wind and rain change, I am above the world!

Lin was very surprised to see the two people so unrestrained.

The cultivation of magic power cannot be separated from the support of the realm. However, the level of the realm may not be directly related to the cultivation. Master Qingyun Taoist and Zhenyuanzi are both ordinary Taoists. But the realm of the two is no worse than that of the immortals. Even the willful and willful Mu Qing'er, didn't she see through life and death and reach the realm in the end? The scenery here is good, why not be an immortal...

So between this world, are there immortals, and who is the real immortal?

Is it the Three Emperors, or Jiuxuan, Lingdao and Qingye, and the nine masters of the Demon Wasteland? Those masters are still chasing, and they are determined, but when have they ever enjoyed the wonders of the world and the fun of the wind and clouds? It is not like the two Jindan cultivators here, although their life span is short, they are free from the body and free, isn't it the true immortal in me, the moment is eternal...

As mentioned above, what has Lin been striving for all this time?

Lin Yi couldn't help but look up to Guan Haizi and Mu Beizi, and simply put aside many troubles, grilled sea fish with them, tasted fine wine, and laughed and talked without restraint. Since the boss is like this, Lao Long is also happy to relax. Hu Tou dived into the sea, swept up nearly a thousand sea fish before jumping onto the shore, making Guan Haizi and Mu Beizi complain, but seeing that the three seniors were approachable and had fine wine to give, they had to continue to grill fish.

The bonfire gradually died down, and half a day later, the beach was full of empty wine jars and a mess. The five people sitting together were very happy, even Guan Haizi and Mu Beizi were slightly drunk. But wine doesn't intoxicate people, it intoxicates the artistic conception, the feelings, and the scenery of the blue sky!

"We met by chance, and a small gathering is a pleasure. Now that the wine is over, I'll say goodbye!"

Lin Yi stood up leisurely, raised his hand and smiled at Guan Haizi and Mou Beizi.

"Haha! It's really fun today..."

Tiger head patted his buttocks, his face full of satisfaction.

"It seems that the way of immortality is like the sand washed away by the waves, but it is not useless! At least these two people in front of me are as open as a whetstone, and their realm is self-made..."

In the domineering and fierceness of the old dragon, there is gradually more precipitation and perception of the years.

"Since the three seniors are passing by here, why not take a tour? There are quite a few scenic spots within a radius of one million miles. Mingya has ancient relics. Although they are deserted, they are still worth seeing..."

"Brother Guan is right. Juxian Cave, Jiulongtang, Guantao Pavilion, and Shijian Stone all have allusions. It is said that they were left by ancient masters..."

Guan Haizi and Mou Beizi stood up to see him off, but there was no one in front of them. The two of them didn't care. They cleaned up the surroundings and then lay on the beach, facing the wind like a dream...

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Lin Yi, Lao Long, and Hu Tou left the beach and flew to the depths of the bay.

In the distance, there are thousands of mountains, lush and vast. In the near distance, the bay is wide and the waves are blue. Such a beautiful place is surprisingly quiet. At first glance, it seems to be a world forgotten by time. Empty and charming, quiet and lonely!

After a moment, a thousand-foot peak appeared in front. Different from the verdant peaks on the left and right, there is no grass growing on it, and it is steep and upright, like a sharp sword piercing the sky and standing proudly. On the hillside, two vague characters can be vaguely seen, Mingya.

Three figures flew across the sea and slowly landed on the peak of Mingya.

The peak is not very big, only a hundred feet. The ground is covered with broken stones, like a ruin. Standing here, looking around, you can see a bay on one side, peaks on the left and right, and continuous mountains behind. And dozens of feet below your feet, there are cliffs and flying stones, as well as the remains of caves, which look dilapidated and desolate.

The old dragon couldn't help but wander around for a few steps before his feet were firmly planted. When his eyes flashed, he sighed softly. He noticed that someone was looking at him, smiled silently, raised his hand and gestured to a piece of broken stone in front of him, saying: "There should be a pavilion here, with the meaning of watching the waves in the wind; the cave under your feet is the so-called Juxian Cave; and there is a big lake 100,000 miles away, named Jiulongtang; there is also a deep canyon there, which is left by the Golden Dragon Sword. But as time goes by, things are no longer the same, and people are no longer the same..."

Hu Tou is a rough man, but he has never lacked tacit understanding between brothers. Seeing that the old dragon's words and deeds are abnormal, he stopped interfering and just looked around curiously.

Lin Yi looked into the distance for a moment, then slowly walked to the side of Lao Long. A piece of foundation stone remained among a pile of messy ruins. He did not ask about it, but raised his hand and gently patted the other person's shoulder, then turned and walked down the stone steps. The world is still the same and the scenery is still there, but things are not the same as people!

There is a slanted gap on the top of the peak, which is where the stone steps are. After passing through the dozens of feet long stairs, turning on the spot, you are already on a huge cliff. Looking back from here, it is a cliff. In the middle of the cliff, there is a cave door more than two feet high, which is what Lao Long said about the Juxian Cave. The upper, lower, left and right sides of the cave entrance are full of traces of bombardment by magic weapons. Among the potholes, only a scarred "Xian" character is left, and the remaining "Ju" character has long disappeared.

Lao Long followed and looked around. Although he pretended to be casual, his expression was rarely solemn. The tiger-headed guy had no interest in reminiscing about the past, so he simply stayed on the top of the peak, enjoying the sea breeze and savoring the taste of grilled fish.

Lin Yi saw the old dragon's expression and shook his head secretly. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little more inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Not to mention what happened in Dashang and Daxia, at least when he was in Jiuzhou and Xianyu, the imagined Immortal Emperor Long Fan was still an unattainable existence. It's like a bright moon on a high mountain, which makes people look up to it. It's like the changing stars, with endless confusion. As the road under his feet went farther and farther, and passed through the fairyland to the prehistoric world, the awe he once had gradually disappeared, and everything that made people fascinated finally slowly faded its mysterious veil. Especially facing the ruins of Mingya, and thinking back to the many legends of the past, how can people not sigh and feel a lot!

Besides, if reincarnation is true, then these Wanshan and Mingya are Qi'er's hometown...

Lin Yi was a little dazed, then he gathered his mind and walked forward.

After passing through the cave door, there was a stone hall. In the area of ​​several dozen feet, there were scattered rubble and damaged stone tables and stone stools everywhere. Lao Long had arrived one step ahead, looking around and remained silent. I don't know if he was looking for the past or reminiscing about the past!

At the end of the stone hall, there were several caves, most of which had collapsed.

Lin Yi left Lao Long and ran to a cave that was still intact.

This should be a quiet room, more than ten feet in size. Looking through the darkness, under the thick dust, there were couches, tables, desks, and niches. Perhaps, this was Long Fan's residence in the past. Even so, what does it have to do with Lin?

Lin Yi stood in the quiet room for a moment, turned around and left. When he walked to the door, his expression was slightly condensed. There were inscriptions on the stone wall beside the door, which were hard to detect if not paying attention. As his sleeves gently brushed away the dust, the three-foot square inscription became clear instantly.

It was a square inscription, and the simple lines actually showed two figures. One was a graceful woman, leaning her head, with a graceful expression and familiar eyebrows and eyes; behind her stood a burly man who looked familiar, with a smile on his lips and a majestic demeanor!

Qi'er? No, Yuzi? No...

Lin Yi's eyes fell on the image of the woman, and his heart suddenly tightened. After a long time of staring blankly, a bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth. Qi'er, or Yuzi, is Lin's woman. And that is the imperial concubine Yu'er, she belongs to Long Fan...

At this time, Hu Tou's shout came from outside the cave: "Boss, Brother Long, come out quickly..."

Lin Yi forcibly moved his eyes away from the stone wall and strode out of the quiet room. When he arrived at the stone hall, he happened to run into Lao Long. The two looked at each other, both of them were disappointed, but they took a deep breath at the same time, and then rushed out of the cave one after another...