ragginovel Chapter 2139 Master Ning
Chapter 2139 Master Ning
"Senior, if you travel south from here, you will be able to fly out of the foggy area in more than ten thousand miles..."
Qin Sang walked out of the Teleportation Hall and found himself on an island. The island was lush and green, and outside the island was thick white fog.
There are eight stone pillars around the Spirit Island, which are taller than the highest peak. A crystal stone the size of a human head is suspended on the top. The crystal stone emits fluorescence, illuminating the Spirit Island and blocking the fog.
A guard followed behind Qin Sang, pointed to the south, and introduced the surrounding environment to Qin Sang with a very respectful expression.
This teleportation array is little known, and those who come here are generally masters from each tribe.
"Thanks for letting me know!"
Qin Sang nodded, but was not in a hurry to take out the jade token. Just as he was about to turn into light and escape, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head to look to the right.
I saw a young man coming out of the forest. He was wearing a green shirt and holding a feather fan. He had a noble temperament and looked not much different from humans, but his hair was purple-red and extremely thick, like thin vines.
"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist!"
The young man waved from afar, called out to Qin Sang, took a step forward, and as if shrinking the distance into an inch, he came close to Qin Sang.
Waving his hand to let the guards leave, the young man bowed and said, "My name is Zhao Hao, may I know your name?"
"What's the matter with you?"
Qin Sang's tone was cold, and he looked as if he wanted to keep people at a distance.
The origins of the aliens can usually be judged by their appearance, but Qin Sang couldn't tell which tribe Zhao Hao belonged to. The first ones he must have known were definitely the upper tribes. If this person didn't deliberately conceal his identity, he should be from a less famous royal tribe.
The young man did not take it as an offense and continued with a smile: "I have been hanging around in this area for many years and I think I have many friends, but I have never seen a Taoist friend. You must have just arrived here and I don't know why you are here. Maybe I can be of service to you. This place is adjacent to the East China Sea creatures and the situation is complicated. Those uncivilized monsters are unreasonable. Only by making more Taoist friends can you avoid being bullied."
"Thank you for your kindness, I am used to being alone!"
After saying this, Qin Sang didn’t wait for the young man to respond. Clouds appeared under his feet and he flew away.
The young man frowned slightly, and suddenly saw Qin Sang's cloak fluttering, revealing the token on his waist. His expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself, "So it's that group of difficult monkeys!"
So he shook his head, turned and left.
Flying out of Lingdao, Qin Sang headed south and suddenly the view became clear, the fog dissipated, revealing the blue sea and sky.
Qin Sang stopped and looked back. He saw a white wall of fog stretching to the sky, with no end in sight.
This should be the border of the sea of fog, but I don’t know if the fog will spread out when the foggy year comes.
Qin Sang noted the location, and seeing that there was no one around, he took out the jade token and poured his true energy into it.
The jade token glowed with a faint fluorescence and emitted a faint wave. Qin Sang sensed it slightly and understood what was going on. He then rode on the light and flew in the direction indicated by the jade token.
The journey was uneventful. Qin Sang flew for half a day and arrived at an uninhabited sea area. The fluorescence on the jade token dissipated, and the guidance also disappeared completely. The jade token lost all its power and became an ordinary object.
Qin Sang flew around the sea area but found nothing unusual except a deserted island. Just as he was flipping through the jade card and feeling puzzled, a golden light broke through the air in the distance.
The golden light flew straight towards the deserted island, and a monk appeared from the sky. He had a scar on his head and wore a golden robe. He landed on the ground, looked at Qin Sang, and put his palms together: "I am Lechen, from the Ziyun Mountain Monastery, but am I Master Qin in person?"
"It's Pindao."
Qin Sang bowed in return, secretly surprised.
Ziyun Mountain is actually a Buddhist power. Could Liuli's new master be a Buddhist monk? Qin Sang had always suspected that Liuli's master was a master of the Danding Sect after hearing what the Yuanxiang clan leader said.
It is said that Buddhist forces are mostly in the west of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but unexpectedly they can also be found in the East China Sea, and are related to Liuli.
Liao Chen said, "I have been ordered to wait for you, Master. If you have nothing important to do, shall we set off immediately and return to the monastery?"
"Thank you, holy monk, for leading the way," Qin Sang said.
“I dare not, Master, just call me Lechen,” Lechen turned around, his body turned into golden light, and flew away.
Qin Sang also flew up and caught up with Chen, frowning secretly. For some reason, he felt that Chen's attitude towards him was a little cold, perhaps it was due to his personality.
Le Chen's cultivation level is comparable to Qin Sang's. The golden light is obviously a superior escape technique. If it were other cultivators, they might have to exert their full strength to barely keep up.
"Is he really unsympathetic, or is he testing himself on purpose?"
Qin Sang couldn't figure out Chen's thoughts, but what he was least afraid of was a competition in escape techniques. He silently caught up with Chen and walked side by side with him, looking relaxed and at ease.
A hint of seriousness flashed across Le Chen's eyes, and his speed slowed down a bit.
Qin Sang also slowed down, pretending to be unaware of the previous contest, and asked the question he wanted to know most: "Which holy monk from Ziyun Mountain left the jade token and invited me here?"
Liao Chen replied, "I am here to welcome Master Ning on his orders."
Hearing this, Qin Sang was a little confused.
Ziyun Mountain is a Buddhist force, but the person behind the scenes is a real person. How are they connected?
So, Liuli did indeed become a Taoist.
"Master Ning?"
Qin Sang's tone was questioning.
Liao Chen guessed what Qin Sang was wondering about and explained, "When I was young, Master Ning had been living in seclusion in Ziyun Mountain for many years. The monastery called Master Ning "Master". Many monks in the mountain, including me, have received guidance from Master Ning and regard him as their teacher."
In Taoism, the great powers in the integration stage and the Mahayana stage are respectively called Zhenjun and Tianshi. It is unclear whether it originated from the Danding School or the Fulu School, but it has been used to this day and has become a convention. However, there may be exceptions, such as some people like the title of "Zhenren".
When Lechen was young, Master Ning had lived in seclusion in Ziyun Mountain for many years. Lechen is now in the middle stage of the Refined Void Realm. What realm is Master Ning in?
Although Liao Chen did not say it explicitly, we can get a glimpse of it from these words.
Qin Sang was happy that Liuli was studying under such a master, but he also felt pressured.
Next, Qin Sang asked some more questions. Liao Chen was obviously unwilling to say too much, so Qin Sang had to give up, thinking that he would get the answers after meeting Master Ning.
The two flew side by side, heading southwest. They frequently sensed the breath of monsters along the way, but the other party could not detect them.
We flew until evening, but still hadn't reached Ziyun Mountain.
Until the sunset was almost about to sink below the sea and the sky was filled with rosy clouds, Liao Chen finally lowered his light of escape, formed a seal with his hands, and struck towards the void.
The sea here is empty, with no islands or reefs. As a golden handprint emerges, the void suddenly shakes slightly, and slight ripples appear, but the sea surface remains calm.
Qin Sang's expression changed slightly as he sensed a strange fluctuation emerging, but there was nothing unusual before.
The waves spread towards them quickly.
"Master, don't resist it," Liao Chen reminded.
Immediately, Qin Sang felt a suction force coming, trying to pull him into the source of the fluctuation. At the same time, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically. The sky and the sea seemed to have turned upside down, the sky was upside down, and the void was filled with brilliant light, and the scenery was distorted.
Qin Sang felt that he was sinking deeper and deeper, as if he was about to fall into another dimension, but at this moment he had no time to explore the source of this power.
He saw a huge mountain, which stood alone in the sea, towering and steep, surrounded by clouds and mist.
Green pines, cypresses, green willows and exotic flowers.
Auspicious mist connects to the sky, and auspicious clouds connect to the vast sky!
This is the real fairy mountain. In comparison, apart from its magical features, Daiyu Fairy Mountain can only be regarded as a barren hill.
At the top of the fairy mountain, purple clouds are floating, making the mountain even more mysterious. The Purple Cloud Mountain is indeed worthy of its name.
There was boundless sea in all directions, except for this fairy mountain. Qin Sang didn't know where he was taken, and he was afraid it was not the same sea area as before.
"This mountain is Ziyun Mountain," Liao Chen raised his hand and beckoned, "Master, please follow me."
After saying that, Le Chen took Qin Sang and flew straight to Ziyun Mountain.
When he got closer, Qin Sang saw countless pavilions and towers in the mountain. Near the top of the mountain, there were palaces and pavilions connected together, hidden among the woods. It was an ancient temple, which must be the Ziyun Mountain Monastery that Le Chen mentioned.
Most places had forbidden formations, obscured by fog, and the scene was blurred. In order to avoid any complications, Qin Sang did not let Tianmu Butterfly use his magical powers to investigate.
Liao Chen did not take Qin Sang to the temple, but flew around the front mountain and headed towards the back mountain.
While speeding, Qin Sang sensed several gazes shot out from the mountain and fell on him, with an inquiring intention. It was obvious that many people in Ziyun Mountain were paying attention to his arrival.
However, these gazes were not hostile, only contained a bit of undisguised scrutiny and alienation.
Qin Sang remained calm and followed Chen to the back mountain.
The back mountain is steep, shaded by green trees, with gurgling water and a few pavilions scattered around. It is obviously quieter than the front mountain.
There was a quiet lake hidden in the forest, and the two of them landed on a stone path beside the lake. Le Chen paused slightly, and Qin Sang also heard the faint sound of the piano coming from the front.
Liao Chen subconsciously slowed down his pace, crossed the stone bridge, turned around the shade of the trees, and a lake pavilion came into their sight.
The four corners of the pavilion are exquisite and beautiful. There is a long table in the pavilion with a piano on it. There is someone with his back to them. The back is slender. It should be a woman who is concentrating on playing the piano. The sound of the piano flows from her fingertips.
Liao Chen stopped and stood quietly outside the pavilion.
Qin Sang did not make a sound. This was clearly an ordinary piano sound, without any trace of true energy or magic power, nor was it a chapter on the way of music. However, it was the most pleasant piano sound Qin Sang had ever heard in his life.
He couldn't help but close his eyes and listen attentively. The sound of the piano seemed to blend into nature, or nature seemed to blend into the sound of the piano.
There are the chirping of insects, the singing of orioles, the sound of flowing water, the sound of wind, and the colliding of leaves; everything becomes beautiful and intoxicating in the sound of the piano.
But for some reason, Qin Sang gradually heard a hint of sadness in the sound of the piano, and couldn't help wondering, the fish, insects, birds and animals that were playing along with the music were obviously very happy.
Did I hear it wrong, or does every listener hear a different piano sound?
I don't know how much time passed before the piano music suddenly stopped.
Qin Sang opened his eyes, feeling somewhat lost. He was sure that he was not bewitched by the sound of the piano just now. This was not some kind of Taoist magic. But at this moment, his mind was surprisingly calm, which could only be explained by "miraculous skills".
When her hands moved away from the strings, Liao Chen said softly, "Master Ning, Master Qin is here."
Having said that, Le Chen stepped aside and motioned Qin Sang to come over.
Qin Sang walked to the front of the lake pavilion, and Master Ning also stood up and turned to look at him.
As expected, Master Ning was a woman wearing a green Taoist robe and a Taoist bun on her hair.
In front of Master Ning, he would subconsciously ignore her appearance, and might even forget her appearance as soon as he turned his head, leaving a vague but unforgettable impression. At this moment, Qin Sang did not see the slightest sadness from Master Ning. The feeling he gave him was like the quiet lake and the boundless ocean.
Qin Sang couldn't see through Master Ning. The only thing he was sure of was that Master Ning's realm must be far superior to his own. He was at least a great master in the fusion stage.
Qin Sang bowed his head.
It was Master Ning who spoke first, his voice gentle, "I wonder what rank Master Qin holds in the Dao Court, and what position he holds?"
Qin Sang was not surprised when Master Ning revealed his identity in one sentence. Once the Thunder Altar and various thunder talismans appeared, anyone who knew Taoism could see that he was involved with the Talisman Sect.
However, before the Dao Court came into being, there were only some scattered inheritances in the world, and those descendants had not yet been recognized by the Dao Court, but Master Ning seemed to be sure that he was from the Dao Court.
Qin Sang straightened his expression and said, "I am a third-rank immortal, the Supreme Immortal of the Nine Heavens Golden Palace, the Envoy of the Divine Sky Jade Pivot, and the Envoy of the Five Thunder Court, Qin Sang, I greet Master Ning!"
Along the way, Liao Chen's attitude made Qin Sang suspect that this trip might not be simple. Just facing Master Ning, Qin Sang felt invisible pressure. He needed a kind of power to allow him to face the other party directly. In addition to those secrets that could not be exposed, the only thing he had was the position of the Dao Court.
While reporting his official position, Qin Sang quietly invoked the aura of the golden book of imperial decree in the altar.
The golden imperial edict is an imperial edict from the Heavenly Master, issued from the Nine Heavens Golden Palace. It is printed with the seal of the Taoist master and cannot be forged by outsiders. Master Ning can naturally tell the real from the fake.
"So you are Envoy Qin of Thunder Jade Palace. I am honored to meet you."
A hint of surprise flashed across Master Ning's eyes, and he bowed solemnly in response.
Qin Sang noticed the change in Master Ning's expression. Just by saying his name, he was treated seriously by the powerful. He really didn't know what the atmosphere of the Taoist court was like back then.
It can also be seen that Master Ning is not hostile to Dao Court, which makes Qin Sang secretly relieved.
However, the official ranks in the Dao Court are divided into different levels. If it were an ordinary immortal official, Master Ning would certainly not do so. It can be seen that when the Dao Court was at its peak, with his cultivation level, he probably would not be qualified to be in charge of the Five Thunder Court.
"Envoy Qin, please."
Master Ning pointed to the opposite side of the jade table.
There was a cushion on each side of the jade table. Qin Sang thanked him, walked into the pavilion, sat cross-legged, and looked at the guqin on the table.
The guqin was dark yellow in color, and no one knew what material it was made of. Qin Sang did not sense the spirituality of the guqin. It was either an ordinary object or a treasure.
Master Ning sat down again, put away the guqin, personally placed the jade pot and teacup on the table, and brewed the spiritual tea very carefully.
Tea smoke curls up.
Smelling the fragrance of tea and watching Master Ning brew tea is also a kind of enjoyment.
Qin Sang wondered what Master Ning would say, and whether he would ask about things related to Dao Court first.
What to say, what not to say, and how to use the power of others to intimidate others, he had thought carefully before coming here and had a plan in mind.
Unexpectedly, Master Ning's first question was unexpected.
Master Ning pushed a cup of tea towards Qin Sang and whispered, "Has the Daiyu Fairy Mountain been taken away by Envoy Qin?" (End of this chapter)