Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 2102: The Original Source

Chapter 2102: The Original Source

Qingyang Temple.

Inside the temple, there are dark green mountains and flowing rivers, making it look like a fairyland without any signs of destruction.

On this day, the mountain gate was wide open, auspicious clouds appeared like brocade, and the house was filled with guests.

The sound of chanting came from the west, and a group of monks were seen in the distance, walking towards the void. Some of them were wearing patchwork clothes, had skinny bodies, and had sallow faces. They were ascetic monks, and the others were also weathered and not ordinary monks.

They did not take a flying boat but came on foot, but their speed was not slow. They could cross several hills in one step and arrived near the mountain gate in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the sound of bells and chimes was heard in Qingyang Temple. Li Yufu, the abbot of the temple, came out to greet them in person.

Li Yufu waved his whisk and bowed, "I greet the Saint Huaiyin and all the holy monks."

This group of monks came from the Western Land, and the leading monk was the Saint Huaiyin.

"Meet Master Li."

Saint Huaiyin and the monks returned the greetings and looked up at Qingyang Temple with different expressions.

More than a month had passed since the Beihai Rebellion. On that day, the Changyou tribe suffered a great defeat and fled, leaving behind countless corpses, including many masters of the first level of the Void Realm and elders of the Changyou tribe. Beihai won a great victory.

At the same time, the Changyou tribe's army stationed in the Western Wilderness and roaming in the South China Sea also retreated in a hurry. Since then, there has been no Changyou tribe soldier near Zhongzhou.

After many explorations in the Western Wasteland, they were able to confirm that the enemy that had threatened Zhongzhou for hundreds of years had completely retreated!

Just when all parties were in shock, a rumor spread that the ancestor of Qingyang Temple, Qin Zhenjun, had returned. Not only did he not die, but his cultivation had greatly improved and he had become a master of the Void Refining Realm.

At the same time, there was also a piece of news that made countless people feel horrified and scared. The chief of the Changyou tribe broke through the second level of the void realm and massacred the demon cultivators in the Canglang Sea. Fortunately, Qin Zhenjun arrived in time and forced the chief of the Changyou tribe to retreat, otherwise the demon army might have been wiped out.

As for why the Monster Sea Monsters appeared in the Canglang Sea at this time, it also caused a lot of discussion, but compared with the previous two rumors, it was not as eye-catching.

The situation was chaotic, rumors were rife, and no one could be sure whether it was true or false. Qingyang Temple then announced that it was closed, and forces such as Xuantian Palace in Beihai also remained silent.

Just when everyone was confused and uneasy, some time ago, all the well-known forces in the Storm Realm received invitations from Qingyang Temple, announcing that Qingyang Temple would re-establish its mountain gate and hold a grand ceremony to worship heaven and earth and pay tribute to the ancestors, and invited fellow Taoists from all sides to come and watch the ceremony.

The key lies in this invitation letter, which is signed with not only Li Yufu's seal as the abbot, but also a hint of obscure aura.

Sensing this breath, those overlords who dominated a region were all terrified.

The Western Buddhists also received an invitation. The foreign enemies had retreated, and the pressure on the Western Regions was greatly reduced. To show respect, the Saint Huaiyin and the eminent monks from various temples came to watch the ceremony.

For some unknown reason, they did not use the teleportation array to go to Zhongzhou, but instead crossed the Zhongzhou continent in their physical bodies. They were exhausted all the way and arrived later than the North Sea forces.

At this time, the Qingyang Temple was filled with distinguished guests, and the monks from the Western Land were the latest to arrive.

"We are late, I hope this does not affect the ceremony," said Saint Huaiyin apologetically.

"Saint monk, your words are too polite. The celebration has not yet begun. Please come in!"

Li Yufu extended his hand and followed the monks into the Qingyang Monastery.

Fairy mist lingered, clouds rose, and it looked like a mysterious fairyland. While the monks admired it, they were most concerned about the Qingyang Guarding Mountain Formation.

They secretly investigated and found that they could not see clearly. The mystery of this formation was beyond their imagination, and they couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

The monks entered the mountain gate and walked to the clouds, they saw that the sea of ​​clouds was slightly lower than the peaks of Qingyang Temple. The mountaintops appeared in the clouds like fairy islands. The center and the highest peak was naturally the main peak of Qingyang Temple.

There are jade tables, nectar and immortal fruits placed on these fairy islands. Most of them already have owners, who are all the various forces that have come to watch the ceremony.

Saint Huaiyin looked around and found that most of the fairy islands were crowded with people. There were a lot of people coming to watch the ceremony, and almost all the famous figures in the Storm Realm were present.

There are countless masters from the three tribes, various clan leaders, great elders, famous independent cultivators, and sects of all sizes.

Master Huaiyin knew very well what these people were thinking. In fact, the monks in the West also had the same thoughts.

The purpose of this visit was to find out the truth about Qingyang Temple, whether Master Qin had really returned and had broken through to the Refining Void Stage.

Secondly, if the rumors are true, the situation will definitely change drastically. Knowing Qingyang Temple’s thoughts in advance will help them make judgments.

Thirdly, although the foreign enemies have retreated, the threat still exists. I wonder how Master Qin plans to deal with the Changyou Clan and the Storm Realm.

This not only concerns the rise and fall of the Storm Realm, but also the rise and fall of every cultivator and force.

With a quick glance, Master Huaiyin roughly understood the layout of the guests. Surrounding the main peak of Qingyang Temple, the forces of all parties were placed in four directions roughly according to their distribution in the present world.

The North Sea forces are headed by Xuantian Palace and are located in the north.

The east is mainly composed of the human forces of Zhongzhou, led by the Three Religious Alliance, and includes all the sects and forces such as the Northern Wasteland Demon Sect, Ten Thousand Poison Mountain, Qiongying Sect, Bunian Mountain, and the Seven Water Mirror Islands.

The East China Sea monster clan, led by the Great Sage Dragon Whale, keeps a distance from the Zhongzhou human clan and occupies the southeast. Next to them is the Monster Sea Monster Clan in the south.

Master Huaiyin could not help but take another look and found that the person sitting in the main seat of the Monster Sea Monster Clan was Yuan Zhu, with the Phoenix King and other kings sitting on both sides. Only the Dragon King, the Golden Toad King and some monster kings were nowhere to be seen.

The strange seating arrangement attracted a lot of attention, but Yuan Zhu sat upright, and the Phoenix King and other monsters looked tense, and no clues could be seen from their faces.

The Wu Clan and the Canglanghai people, led by the Four Saints Palace, were settled in the southwestern peaks and occupied some places in the west.

However, due to years of war in the Western Land, most of the small temples and monasteries were merged into several large Buddhist temples. Not many people came, and the remaining space was enough to accommodate them.

The people watching the ceremony were on the periphery. The disciples of Qingyang Temple, led by Shen Chen, Yu Nu, Huan Hen and others, lined up around the main peak, all of them in high spirits.

Master Huaiyin looked out at the peaks and saw golden light all over the sky. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified, but he could not see Qin Zhenjun.

Li Yufu led the way as the monks walked in the clouds. They were surprised to find that with every step they took, a lotus flower would bloom under their feet, looking gorgeous and tempting.

The lotus is real. If you look closely, you can see that there are white filaments distributed among the clouds. They are the branches of some spiritual plant.

This is called Yixi Lotus, a rare spiritual plant that Ji Hong gave to Qingyang Temple. As the name suggests, the lotus blooms for a breath and then withers. In just a short breath, it can bring the most beautiful scenery to the world, and over time it can also improve the spiritual veins.

As the monks walked, lotus flowers bloomed with every step. Even though the others had seen this wonderful sight before, they still could not help but admire it and bowed to the monks.

Jihong brought out more than just the Breath Lotus, and there were no Taoist boys or maids at this grand ceremony. All the peaks were covered with flowers. As long as the cups on the jade table were empty, flower buds would immediately bloom, shaped like ox horns, and flow out nectar.

This magical flower is called the Burning Wine Flower, and it has only one function - to improve the quality of wine. Their roots are soaked in wine, and even if they absorb ordinary wine, they can turn it into superior wine.

Ji Hong also took out several similar spiritual plants as gifts, which added a lot of grandeur to Qingyang Temple.

"Please take a seat, holy monk."

After Li Yufu settled the monks from the West, he glanced at the peaks and saw that they were basically all there. Clouds appeared under his feet and he flew towards the main peak.

Everyone noticed his actions and the discussion immediately died down.

Not long after, a bell rang, suppressing the last bit of sound. The entire Qingyang Temple was silent, with only the sound of the bell.

The precious bell rang nine times in succession, and the master's hall burst open.

Li Yufu, holding a whisk in his hand and wearing a fairy robe, walked out of the hall under the gaze of the crowd, stood in front of the hall, and loudly announced the ceremony. The general meaning was that from now on, this would be the main hall of Qingyang Temple, and now we would open the altar to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and respectfully inform the ancestors.

Finally, Li Yufu flicked the whisk in his hand, the main peak shook slightly, bursting out with golden light, and an altar rose on the top of the mountain.

He did not personally go to offer sacrifices, but looked up to the sky with a face full of respect. Seeing his actions, everyone also realized something and couldn't help holding their breath.

After a moment, a long roar was heard, and fire fell from the sky!

The sound was clear and melodious, and it was followed by a majestic aura that shocked everyone. Looking intently, they saw that the flowing fire was actually an extremely majestic firebird.

Like a phoenix born from fire, yet purer than a phoenix, as if it were the master of the flames in the sky.

Such a divine bird is just a mount, and there is a man on its back with extraordinary grace.

"Meet Master!"

Li Yufu knelt down and shouted.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

The disciples in the Qingyang audience followed suit and saluted, with fanatical admiration on their faces.

Qin Sang rode the divine bird here, but a discordant cry rang in his ears, "This Vermillion Bird is a divine beast, born noble, not a mount!"

"I'm just lending it to you to enhance your prestige. Other spirit beasts can't compare to the Vermillion Bird bloodline, and they don't have such a good effect," Qin Sang said with a smile.

Zhuque was quite pleased with this and muttered, "Why don't you hatch that stupid Qilin quickly! Also, don't forget that you promised to find a way to help me overcome the calamity!"

Qin Sang nodded. Zhuque was in seclusion refining the essence of the Qilin source seed, and it was very effective. It would not be long before he would have a strong supporter by his side.

'boom! ’

The Vermilion Bird descended from the sky, cooperating with Qin Sang to create momentum, landed in front of the altar, crawled on top of it, and let Qin Sang walk down from it.

Qin Sang stood on the altar, looking at the tablet enshrined on it, with mixed feelings.

These are the tablets of the ancestors of Qingyang Temple. They are not used to worship the dead, but his name is also on them.

The top layer is naturally Yunyouzi, followed by Jixin Taoist, and next to them there is also a tablet for Senior Qingzhu. Qin Sang only needs to worship these three seniors.

Qin Sang twisted the incense sticks in his hands with a solemn expression, and completed each ritual meticulously, first offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, and then worshiping one by one.

After the ceremony, Qin Sang slowly turned around and glanced at Li Yufu and the Qingyang audience disciples.

Unknowingly, Qingyang Temple has grown from a dilapidated Taoist temple on Cuiping Mountain to this point, and it also has a place in the world.

People like Li Yufu and Shen Chen are more like seeds he sowed but did not water them carefully.

Qin Sang was one of the most irresponsible ancestors. He was forced to embark on the path of Mahayana by his cultivation method, and so many people gathered around him. They regarded him as their ancestor, respected, worshipped and trusted him without reservation, regarded him as a role model and support, and were also his most staunch supporters.

Anyone who sees this scene would be touched at all, let alone those monks who have truly embarked on the path of Mahayana.

Can they cut off so many ties? Are they willing to cut them off? But if they don't cut them off, how can they pursue the immortal path and seek transcendence?

This is Qin Sang’s biggest doubt about the Mahayana path.

His gaze moved outside, looking at the guests, who had already stood up from their seats.

"Greetings to Master Qin!"

I don't know who shouted first.

The next moment, the cheers were like a tsunami. Everyone, regardless of their thoughts, bowed.

"Greetings to Master Qin!"

The three tribes of humans, demons and witches, the Taoists, Buddhists and demons, all the sects and schools, and the powerful families, they represent the entire Storm Realm and bow to Qin Sang!

"Fellow Taoists, be polite."

Qin Sang bowed slightly and laughed, "In the world, in the human race, Zhenjun is a respectful title for the strong people in the fusion stage, and the rest are called Zhenren. People like me can only add a 'Da' in front of Zhenren. I really don't dare to accept this courtesy from you all."

When these words were spoken, everyone was speechless.

Taoist masters such as Hegao Zhenjun all looked embarrassed. Even Qin Sang didn't dare to call himself Zhenjun, so what were they?

The others also looked embarrassed. The Buddhist saints, the demon saint kings and the like were all honorific titles equal to Zhenjun. Since Zhenjun was an usurpation of power, they would certainly not dare to call him that again in the future.

At the same time, some alert people heard key information from these words. This Qin Zhenjun had indeed returned from outside, traveled around the world, and had contact with the human race.

Qin Sang's words clarified the issue. He ignored the thoughts of those people and continued, "I was hunted down in the past, but luckily I survived and ascended to the Great Thousand World. I thought I would never be able to return to the Lower World in this lifetime. Unexpectedly, things change in this world, and I met Gu Ya by accident. Then I learned that the entire Storm World had ascended..."

He didn't have to explain anything to these people, just briefly explain the whole situation.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the peak to the north. Some people recognized Gu Ya and knew that Gu Ya was swept away by the mist waterfall that year. Unexpectedly, not only did she not die, but she also met Qin Zhenjun.

Upon learning of this, some monks whose relatives were swept away by the mist waterfall became excited. They thought that their relatives might not have died, which was really a blessing in disguise.

"I am very pleased to learn that Storm Realm has gone through a catastrophe, and that fellow Taoists and those who unfortunately sacrificed their lives have been able to put aside their past grudges and work together to assist Liuli Fairy in fighting against foreign enemies. They have worked hard and overcome all difficulties to write a moving epic with blood and tears, and have gradually gained the strength to fight against the enemy. Back then, in order to find a way to fight against the Heavenly Dao Demonic Sound, I wanted to gather the strength of everyone, and in fact, it has been proved that this was right."

Qin Sang's tone was full of sincere appreciation, affirming everyone's efforts. The atmosphere immediately became relaxed and everyone smiled easily.

"But……"

Suddenly, Qin Sang's expression changed drastically, and his tone became cold. "But when I came back, I saw scenes that were regrettable! When the North Sea was in danger and the Glazed Fairy was seriously injured and had not yet recovered, some people colluded with foreign enemies, some people took advantage of their neighbors, some people had ulterior motives, and some people took advantage of the fire to rob..."

Every sentence is like a sharp cold wind, blowing across the peaks and piercing into everyone's heart and bone marrow!