Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1501: Immortals Have Existed Since Ancient Times

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Lin Yi did not care whether he had the chance or not.

For several days in a row, he had been resting and absorbing, and the divine stones in his hands had broken into pieces. And his eyes had been staring at the direction he came from, as if he wanted to find the traces of time through the void.

It was not just a distorted dark sky, or a gap in the heaven that was about to be lost. In the fluctuations of the reflection of the cloud light, the mottled years of more than a thousand years were vaguely visible, and the scenery along the way was presented alternately. Among them were people and stories, witnessing the changes and ups and downs of the stormy journey——

Who was roaring in the chaotic mist?

An old man screamed fiercely: "I am the Supreme Emperor, with great power over the world. How dare you, a filthy young man, use your sword and axe to attack me?" He screamed and suddenly lost his voice in panic: "Wait, I will pass the throne of the Demon Emperor to you, and all the believers will belong to you!"

From a symbol of the pinnacle of the devil and a god revered by all, to a weak person who begs for survival, it is so natural and there is no disobedience. Rather than saying that he is the supreme demon emperor who is high above, it is better to say that he is a real layman. When the blood falls quickly and the soul flies away, everything from chaos returns to nothingness...

In the quiet moonlit night, who is painstakingly enlightening?

In front of a cave covered with weeds, an unkempt old man sat quietly. His two-foot-long beard was in strips and tufts, and his fluffy white hair was covered with dust and fallen leaves. He looked like a lifeless stone, still talking to himself: "The so-called magic originally existed between heaven and earth! What is an immortal?"

He stood up from the ground, his whole body was shining, and the dirt and dust disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a majestic old man, and smiled with relief: "As long as I follow my nature and cultivate my emptiness, I can be one with the Tao, and all worries will be abandoned, so as to reach the realm of immortality. The word immortal should be interpreted like this!"

Is that the leader of the Lingqiu clan? No, he should be the Jiaoji Demon King in the reincarnation. He should have had nine lives of enlightenment, but lost himself in reincarnation again and again...

Who is fighting endlessly in the empty valley?

A figure soared into the sky, and his voice shook the four directions: "The light shines on the eight poles, and the nine turns return to one!"

He has a crazy momentum and a fighting spirit that no one else can do. He shattered the universe with his iron bones and illuminated the night sky with his burning blood. At that moment, the dazzling light exploded, pieces of the void shattered, and the powerful and inexplicable power rolled away. Ling Dao and Qing Ye, who were the first to bear the brunt, withdrew violently, and the mountains and forests on all sides were destroyed and the peaks collapsed. And he himself stood alone in the wind, like a ghostly skeleton, with a murderous aura, and immediately rushed into the valley with blood in his eyes. Jiuxuan was surrounded and let out a last desperate cry...

That was the most thrilling and most exciting battle for him, Lin: Defeat the Demon Lord and kill Jiuxuan!

The clouds were blurred and the scenery was far away. Outside the Haotian Valley, who was heroic in life and death?

That year, outside the Haotian Valley, a group of ten people from Jiuzhou first arrived in the fairyland. Except for Gong Liangzan, Chu Yunzi and Bailichuan who managed to escape, the cunning and changeable Wen Baizi, the cautious Mohaqi, the scheming Gong Yangli, the hot-tempered Song Yun Sanren, and the unpredictable Yin Sanren were all killed. Just when he was in danger, a pink-clothed figure exploded out of thin air, and the splashing blood light was as bright as peaches and plums and illuminated thousands of miles. There was also a familiar voice that sounded heroically: I will accompany you to the end of the world...

Who is bleeding on the border battlefield?

A knife was swung out, a burst of blood rain, and several heads fell to the ground; another knife was chopped down, the sharpness of the sword and spear was broken, and the enemy was terrified; another knife was swept away, the corpse collapsed, and the flesh and blood turned into rotten. When he struggled in the blood and fire purgatory, he was bombarded by thousands of thunders, and the unyielding anger filled his five internal organs. The overwhelming murderous intent stimulated the lost cultivation, and the broken knife also exploded with a long roar!

When the hills are silent and the graves are lonely. He who was reborn after the catastrophe sighed. My parents gave birth to me, my master raised me, and Ye Yu, Ruoshui, Qi'er, Dong Yu'er, Lao Long... and you, Li Datou, saved my life. I want to repay you, but the dead are gone, so let me take care of your mother in her old age and see her to the end...

Who is the most powerful person in the fairyland?

Fighting Hengtian, unifying the world, Ziwei fighting for supremacy, famous in the starry sky; defeating Jiumu, thundering in the sky, rebuilding the fairyland, and retiring after success.

But I can't forget Tingyu Xiaozhu, how can I bear that, the nebula is scattered...

Who is the one who is dominating the world in the Nine Provinces?

There is a storm on Yuchen Island, thunder shakes on the top of Duanyu* Peak, three infants are born on Aoshan Mountain in Shenzhou, and Hou Tu of Ximing fights in all directions. Sighing the shortness of the day in the quiet valley, long night talks in the Caixia Inn, nine seals hidden in the Weiyang Demon Tomb, and ten people in Gouchen formed a line...

In the Great Xia Immortal Gate, who is rampant, who is downtrodden, who is heartbroken, and who is sad?

Crossing the sea to find immortals to the Mu family, living under someone else's roof caused trouble, and suddenly encountered a desperate situation and survived, which is exactly the feeling of being good like water. The cauldron fire is raging under the Zhengyang Mountain, the outer disciples practice hard, show their skills on the ladder to heaven, and meet old friends in the Xuantian realm. Don't go back to the immortal mansion for a strange encounter, the thousand illusions white fox gave double pupils. Meet again in the underground worm cave, and sing and dance hand in hand. The water of the Hualong Pond is hundreds of thousands of feet, but it is not as good as the love of chasing the wind for three lives. But the world is so wasted, and there is no end in front of the life and death tower.

Don't you see, the winter rain is heavy in Wanghu, and the lonely island is sad; return to the hometown alone, and end the dream of the world. After going through a hundred setbacks, I will never regret it, I will become a dragon on the sea...

The journey is long and the soul is far away, who is laughing at the sky, who is sighing sadly?

On the sea ship, the laughter of a dying old Taoist priest was deafening: "Seeing through the endless body, the dusty conditions of all realms will self-extinguishes; realizing the realm of non-destruction, the heart and moon in the circle will be bright. So what about immortals, so what about mortals? ,Ha ha!"

Zhen Yuanzi has been searching for the Tao all his life. He found it, he was relieved, and he was liberated! There is also Bian Zhenduo, who travels across the rivers and lakes, taking pleasure in grudges and grudges without losing his true character as a hero! Li Caiyi has a clear sense of grudges and a fiery nature. In order to avenge his family, he went overseas despite the humiliation and burden. During life and death, she was still brilliant without losing her charm, tragic without losing her strength, just like a summer flower in full bloom, suddenly passing away in an instant, gorgeous and dazzling!

That night the sea breeze was strong, and my soul was sad...

In the mist and mist, who is giving the earnest advice?

It comes like a spring dream, but it goes away like a morning cloud without a trace. Brother Lin is here... traveling alone at the end of the world... take care...

On top of the star stone, Lin Yiyu sat alone in silence. Sometimes he was happy, sometimes sad, sometimes sighing, sometimes silently lost in thought. All the things that have happened over the past thousands of years are just scenery that has gone away one after another. Suddenly looking back, the past events of the human world that had long since escaped, as well as the many joys and sorrows, came one after another in an instant, running through a lifetime, and yet they were so clear. And that past is all Lin has...

Just at this moment, the melodious sound of the piano came. Sometimes the sound of the piano is light and smooth, like a gurgling stream; sometimes it is high and pure, like the wind passing through the top of a mountain; sometimes it is strange and ancient, like the bright moon over the pine hills. Hearing it makes one's heart and soul peaceful and transcendent to the sky!

Lin Yi woke up and his thoughts sank. When he followed the sound and looked to the side, he was a little surprised.

Xiannu sat cross-legged, with a piece of Jiaotong placed on his lap. And as her slender hands gently fiddled with it, there was no sound but no strings. The melody, which is like fairy music, is extremely clear, sweet and fascinating!

But in an instant, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, but the lingering sound was lingering. Some people said shyly and timidly: "My slave has nothing to do and plays a tune on the piano. It disturbs me a lot. Master, don't blame me!"

Lin Yi remained silent, only his eyes were deep and his expression was distant.

The slave can play the piano? The stringless Jiaoqin should be a treasure, and the sound of the Qin is more capable of soothing the soul and nourishing the mind. I had heard about it occasionally before, but never paid attention to it.

Xiannu continued: "It has been seven days now. I am afraid that Master is ill, so I am so concerned about you..." His voice gradually weakened, and his eyes were drooped with tears in his eyes. He looked very aggrieved. She has been guarding him for seven days. But the master is staring into the void, completely oblivious, how can one feel at ease...

"It's been seven days?"

Lin Yi secretly shook his head and said gently: "Where did this piano come from, and what is the name of this song?"

Seeing that the master had returned to normal, Xian Nu hurriedly hid her tears and responded: "This piano was given by Mrs. Ming. The name of this song is: Like a Dream..."

Lin Yi's expression moved slightly and he was silent for a moment. After a while, he raised his hand and pointed, and due to the magic power, a white jade flute flickered out and hovered in front of him. Then the flute sounded, and the sobs rose and fell, like weeping and complaining. In an instant, they were melodious and graceful, and the clear sound was like a cry, like a gurgling stream, and the breeze was blowing on the face...

Xiannu didn't expect that the master was familiar with the music, so he suddenly turned into a happy face and praised happily: "This song has hundreds of graceful turns and is touching. It must have an extraordinary origin..."

Lin waved his sleeves and the white jade flute suddenly disappeared. He slowly stood up and said meaningfully: "A song that lasts a hundred thousand years in the world of mortals comes and goes only among the floating clouds!"

"The world of mortals is like a dream..."

The immortal slave was slightly startled, put away the jiaoqin, and stood up, but still couldn't help but said curiously: "Master! You have been unconscious for seven days, but your eyes are in trance. Could it be that in the world of mortals, you are like a dream among colorful clouds? …”

Lin Yi raised his eyes and looked at it, and said leisurely: "Jiuxiao is like a dream. Once you wake up, sit back and watch whether the immortals are there or not!"

Seven days later, the dark sky was dimmed by clouds. And in the trance, it seemed that a clear old man came out from the void, held his hand on his long beard and said with a smile: "Haha! The way of heaven is not a thing..."

Lin Yi's expression was slightly condensed, but in the blink of an eye, the old man's figure and laughter disappeared without a trace along with the last cloud light. He was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smile toward the sky.

The immortal slave is still talking to himself: "A song that has lasted for a hundred thousand years in the world of mortals, comes and goes only among the floating clouds; the sky is like a dream, and once you wake up, you sit and watch whether the immortals are there or not..."

Lin Yi turned around and let out a long sigh of relief.

The star stone where dragons and tigers once stood was completely empty, and the two energetic guys were shaking their heads and arrogantly in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, the 100-foot-long golden dragon roared down, then circled in front and raised its head, saying in a sonorous voice: "Nine Heavens are coming, let's gallop with the old dragon..."

Before Lin Yi responded, his sleeve was pulled.

It was Xian Nu who was grabbing Master's sleeve, looking back at the way he came from, and said with a sense of sadness: "Master! I really have to leave..."

I really have to leave, far away from the prehistoric times and everything in the past! Since you are reluctant to leave, you might as well take the scenery of the past with you on the road!

Lin Yi smiled calmly and nodded silently.

Xian Nu turned to look forward and said, "What will happen if we go here?"

So what? Today is like yesterday, and tomorrow will be the same!

Lin raised his eyebrows and responded with enthusiasm: "There is no beginning when we come, and there is no end when we go. People are in such a hurry and in such a hurry when they are on the way!"

This road has no beginning and no end. You and I come and go from it, just like the tracer of light, which seems to be bright and stunning, but it only lasts a short moment!

Lin Yi said no more, grabbed the immortal slave and flew forward. The figure was floating, and the master and apprentice had both landed on the back of the old dragon. And at the moment of soaring into the air, he suddenly waved his sleeves and threw out a white light. At the same time, the golden dragon swallowed clouds and spit out mist, with extraordinary power, carrying the master and apprentice on its back, and went straight to the rainbow in the sky. The white tiger was flying under the wind, shaking its head and tail, jumping left and right and following closely.

"Roar——"

A tiger roar shook the sky, and its wings pierced the sky with lightning.

"Clang——"

The dragon roared and shattered the clouds in the sky, and the golden body of a hundred feet broke the rainbow.

"Bang——"

Just when the dragon and the tiger leaped, a white jade plaque made of spirit stone was inserted straight into the ground, with four ancient characters in the middle: Immortals have existed since ancient times...

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ps: I spent twelve hours on this chapter, and more of the time was spent smoking and dazed. As the sentence in the text says, people are on the way, so hurried and hurried. It's just a process, let it go!

There is also a chapter of Wuxian's postscript, and a chapter of final remarks. To be honest, the feeling at this moment is, well...