Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

The sky is covered with withered grass and the mountains are undulating.

In a valley at the junction of the Central Plains and the Western Lands, Xu Zhiqiu found an ideal place to settle down.

Since it is considered "reincarnation and restoration" to some extent, it is just walking the path back to the beginning.
The many obstacles in spiritual practice were meaningless to him.

Therefore, his only consideration was how to obtain as much energy as possible.

Because this body needs to develop, and the cultivation of life needs to be tempered and improved, if you don't plan to supplement it with grains, you will inevitably need to absorb and exhale the vital energy of heaven and earth on a large scale as a better solution.

Because there is a spiritual vein underground, the distribution of mountains, rivers and streams on the ground also forms a qi-drawing pattern.

It is a good place for retreat with the stars above and the earth's strength below.

This also greatly benefited his practice.

So, I found a corner that was sheltered from the wind and rain.

He drew a circle on the spot and used some tricks to avoid snakes, insects, rats, ants and wild animals in the forests, and then he went into seclusion in this way, penniless.

From now on, when I close my eyes,
The movement of the sun and moon, wind, clouds, rain and fog in the outside world have nothing to do with him.

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Time flies and the sky is silent.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.

In recent days, there have been rumors in the martial arts world that golden light of unknown origin is rising into the sky from the Western Death Marsh, and that a rare treasure may have been born.

A short piece of news caused a stir in all directions.

It has been exactly ten years since the great battle between good and evil ten years ago.

The three righteous families and the four evil families have already been ready to make a move.

So within a few days, they all sent their best men to the Dead Marsh to search for treasure.

A "familiar" fight is about to unfold.

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The mountain road was muddy after a recent rain.

"My dear husband, what are you doing?"

In an area outside the Dead Marsh, Qingyun and his disciples stopped an old woodcutter.

The man was wearing a straw raincoat, holding a pheasant in his left hand and a peacock in his right hand, with a ham hanging around his neck and half a pig's head sticking out of the bag on his back.

He was obviously a hunchbacked old man, but he was carrying a lot of bags and small things. He had over a hundred pounds of things hanging on his small body, and he didn't even feel heavy.

"You're still offering these three animals as sacrifices in this rainy day. Which temple are you going to offer them to?"

Xiao Yicai was amazed at his piety, so he asked this question.

"Go worship the stone god."

"Stone God?"

“It works!”

The old woodcutter was very proud, showing his big yellow teeth, and smiled at Qingyun and the others:

"My daughter-in-law had a serious illness that was incurable, but it was the Stone God who saved her. Now if I go to pray again, I may even be able to give birth to another grandson!"

“Is it that effective?”

"I lied to you and I was born as a donkey!"

The old man excitedly talked to Xiao Yicai and others -

It turned out that the stone god was discovered by chance in the mountains.

At first it was just a stone statue, sitting in the mud, and no one cared about it.

But later, some strange visions of light at night were mistakenly believed to be some kind of evil spirit.

First, make the fire stop burning.

Later, they gathered skilled hunters from the nearby mountains and shot arrows at him, but before he could get any distance, the rain of arrows turned into pink lotus flowers and fell to the ground.

How could such an auspicious thing be possible for evil spirits to possess?
This vision is only one of them.

Later, the nearby mountain people began to worship him as a god, but they did not expect that this god was so effective.

He is especially good at curing diseases and saving lives. He can conjure up spiritual liquid out of thin air and give it to people, which can cure all diseases after taking it.

In just a few years, the people nearby all believed in and worshipped the stone god, so they donated incense and offered sacrifices to the stone god.

Xiao Yicai's eyes lit up after hearing this:
"So there is a temple gate?"

"That's natural."

Xiao Yicai nodded and said to the five people behind him:
"That's great. The rain is getting heavier. This temple door is a good place to take shelter."

"Can you?"

The so-called legend of miracles might be a false rumor, but no one paid much attention to it.

In a short while, Qingyun and the other six arrived at the temple gate of the so-called "Stone God". When they arrived, they found that the so-called temple gate was really just two broken door boards.

And that temple was nothing more than an arched house supported by several large bluestones behind the door.

Under the bluestone eaves, a life-size stone statue sits upright, with three sacrificial animals and a few sticks of incense placed on a low table.

I guess this is the stone god.

There is a stone tablet on the left side outside the temple gate. The writing on it is crooked and there are many obvious typos, which makes people too lazy to recognize it.

As the leader of the Qingyun disciples, Xiao Yicai made a division of labor at this moment:
"Junior Brother Lin, Junior Brother Zeng, let's go look for some dry firewood."

"Ah."

Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu nodded.

"Junior Sister Wen, Junior Sister Lu, you two can just sit here."

Wen Min smiled:

"Thank you for your care, Senior Brother Xiao. We won't be polite then, will we?"

Soon, only two sisters were left, and Wenmin cleared a space in front of the temple gate.

He used his sword to carve a few wooden stakes and pulled Lu Xueqi to sit down.

"We are now at the entrance of the Dead Marsh. According to the letter, we will soon meet up with our colleagues from Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley. We will wait and see. By then, there will inevitably be some disputes."

"Why?" Lu Xueqi asked.

"Have you forgotten? The Dharma image of Tianyin Temple, Junior Brother Lin, and that Zhang Xiao..."

Wenmin stopped talking, somewhat regretting mentioning that sensitive name.

Glancing at Lu Xueqi's reaction, I saw that her face looked a little heavy.

"Zhang Xiaofan..."

Lu Xueqi pondered over the name in her heart.

Ten years ago, the battle between good and evil took place on the top of Qingyun Mountain. After the battle, Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, defected from Qingyun and joined the evil cult Ghost King Sect.

Over the past ten years, he has killed countless people and gained military exploits for the Ghost King. He was promoted to the deputy leader of the Ghost King Sect.

He even earned the reputation of "Bloody Prince" in the underworld.

At this point, the former fellow disciples have now become mortal enemies who cannot coexist with good and evil.

"If we meet on this trip, I'm afraid we'll have to draw our swords against each other."

After Wen Min sighed, she couldn't help but glance at Lu Xueqi with a hint of worry.

"Draw your sword..."

Lu Xueqi slowly closed her eyes, and the five fingers that were holding Tianya turned white.

I can't describe the feeling in my heart.

Soon,
Xiao Yicai and others picked up some wet firewood and returned, then dried it using magic and soon started a fire.

Zeng Shushu was a restless person, and soon started to look around with a fan in his mouth.

He pushed open the temple door and rushed in. After a while, he suddenly heard him shouting:
"Hey, there's something strange about this stone statue!"

Everyone came forward upon hearing this.

"How is it extraordinary?" Wen Min asked.

Zeng Shushu:
"You see, the material of this stone statue is just bluestone, but its hardness is far beyond that of ordinary stones. Also, look at his facial features... they are carved very delicately, but I always feel that he looks a little familiar."

He scratched his head and thought hard, but could not find any clue for a while.

Wenmin found that the body of the junior sister next to him seemed to be frozen, and when he looked at her eyes, she was staring straight at the statue.

This was obviously inconsistent with her usual cold and indifferent reaction.

"Xueqi, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Xueqi didn't answer, and she didn't know when she held her breath.

My heart was pounding.

Then she walked forward, slowly stretched out her hand, and even rudely touched the face of the statue.

"Xueqi?"

Wenmin called again.

But Lu Xueqi still ignored her and continued to caress her gently.

Her eyes were a little dazed and her mouth was dry.

The facial features of this stone statue...how come they are so similar?

Psychological effect? ​​(End of this chapter)