Chapter 212 Self
In the Qi Ling Sect, all the true practitioners withdrew their gazes from the golden elixir divine light in the sky and looked up at Qi Peak.

Weiyang is so brilliant that it attracts all kinds of birds from the thousands of mountains and peaks. Swallows fly back to the eaves, autumn geese cry loudly, falcons startle and partridges wander around…

It was as if Qi Ling, the generation after generation, had seen Weiyang again today after thousands of years. Hundreds of birds were flying, gradually forming a bird tide that connected the sky and the earth.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the size of the birds looks like a giant light blue bird with its wings spread out in the air.

Flocks of birds flew over the ten peaks in the mountains. The clothes of the Qi Ling practitioners were blown by the wind, and the chirping of birds in the sky reached the ears of thousands of practitioners.

A red-gold and a dark-yellow color condensed in the air. The wind blew the flags, and the ancient Weiyang flag fluttered on the top of the mountain. Grains of dust rose from the thousands of tombs of the Qi Ling Sect, and even the tombs of the nine true cultivators and demon generals who were suppressed by Patriarch Wang Xun in the past also rose up grains of sand.

In Guchunyuan, the old Chen Guan struggled to stand up from the bench. His wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, revealing his thin body.

“The light of Weiyang! I never thought that I, Chen Guan, would be able to see Weiyang’s magical power manifest in the world again in my lifetime.”

When the Weiyang Light fell on Chen Guan, he felt a sudden pain in his chest and couldn’t help spitting out blood. The blood fell to the ground and turned into gold, then turned into golden sand and floated into Qi Feng’s Weiyang Light.

Even the spiritual power in his body had the urge to go with it, but an ancient Tai Chi diagram fell from his sleeve, slowly spreading out in the air, blocking the light of Weiyang.

Seeing this scene, Chen Guan sighed and said to himself: “Junior brother Zuo, you are thoughtful. However, as a disciple of Qi Ling, I live to protect the inheritance, and I should respect my ancestors and be filial to the law when I die.

Since our ancestors have given me the order, I have no choice but to do it.

It is an honor for me as a disciple to be of use to my ancestors.”

After saying this, he pointed his hand at the top of his head, and a grand golden light shone up, turning into tiny bits of gold in the sky, and the golden beads rolled on the ground and spread for a hundred miles. The magic of [Shang Yi Qian] went eastward to the dusk of the clouds and mountains.

On the Law Enforcement Peak, Taoist Yuanchu stood on the top of the mountain. He looked at the scene and raised his hand, but in the end he did not wave it out.

Wei Yang, the ancestor of Qi Ling whom Chen Guan had believed in all his life, has reappeared. For Chen Guan, there is no more honor in this world that can make him die for his ancestor.

Yuan Chu knew that even if he were here, he would choose to respect Chen Guan’s approach.

He just stood silently on the top of the mountain, watching the light of [Shang Yi Qian] gradually merge into the light of Weiyang.

The wind and sand grew stronger, and dust fell on his robe. Yuanchu said softly: “

Although prosperity and decline are before our eyes, fame and fortune have nothing to do with us.

Live for the sake of the clan, die and become gold in the clouds.

The sound of pine trees fades away after the cold, and the color of the pond is fresh after the rain.

How can you live in emptiness? Emptiness is also dust. “

When the true practitioners saw the brilliant golden light in the sky, they all recognized that it was the old master’s magical power and his spiritual strength. Everything was said without a word.

On the Shuwu Peak, Wang Chaochen’s eyes turned red. He knelt on the ground and bowed, saying, “Farewell, old master!”

The masters of all nine peaks knelt down to bid farewell respectfully, and the disciples from all levels of the mountain gate also bid farewell in tears. The sound of birds singing in the sky was accompanied by the farewell calls. This time the disciples did not worship in unison, but they knelt down one by one in no particular order to pay homage to the golden light in the sky and left.

Tens of thousands of people knelt together, chanting “Farewell, old master” no longer because of status, interests, or sect rules.

The disciples bowed to him spontaneously and sincerely, because in their hearts they respected the old master like a father and an elder.

The golden light was brilliant, illuminating the mountains, and turned into Chen Guan’s face. He looked at Qi Ling’s disciples with a smile, looking at his old friends and descendants. Then he turned into a golden light that soared into the sky and merged into Weiyang.

“Whoo~”

There was a violent wind between heaven and earth. Two magical powers of the Wei earth condensed into images in the Xun wind, one was the [Weixuan Lake] and the other was the [Changyang Mountain].

The mountains are as blue as the sky, the mountains are as dark green as ink, and the mountains and lakes accompany each other, guarding the central land.

“It really is this Wei Tu magical power!”

At the northernmost tip of Nanjuezhou, outside the city to the north, an old man and a young man were standing here.

Zuo Qiuyu looked back to the south, stretched out his hand, and an ancient Tai Chi map floated down. He took the map, shook off the dust on it, and sighed, “From now on, I will come back.”

Li Zhongquan beside him asked in surprise: “Isn’t this the old master’s spiritual weapon?”

“Yes, but it’s a pity that he has passed away.” Zuo Qiuyu shook his head and said, “This is his own choice. Maybe it’s God’s will.”

Li Zhongquan couldn’t help but look distressed when he heard this. He bowed to the south from a distance and said, “Farewell, old master!”

Zuo Qiuyu just watched from the side, and only spoke after he finished his greetings: “Let’s go, we should leave this troubled place.”

Li Zhongquan was stunned and asked, “Are we going to leave Nanjuezhou?”

“Yes, let’s go to the Heavenly Demon Sect and take a look.” Zuo Qiuyu nodded and said, “Back then, the old land of Tianqi was divided into two by the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Demon Sect. I’m afraid that the Tianluo Demon Sect has already used up the hundreds of millions of people and there is not much left.

Go to the old place of Tian Yao Dao to look for the traces of Xuan Ming. Tai Chi can be seen in the world today, thanks to Xuan Ming who frightened a ray of Tai Chi’s fate. I have to go and thank Him. “

Li Zhongquan was confused and asked, “Master, didn’t the ancestor Xuanming die? How can I thank him?”

“Haha, as long as all living beings exist, Xuan Ming will not be extinguished. It just depends on whether He is willing to show up in the world.” Zuo Qiuyu said meaningfully: “Perhaps, all living beings are life, or perhaps, life is all living beings. I have only comprehended a little bit.”

……

In the Qi Ling Mountain, two beams of Weiyang Light were gathered into the Qi Peak. The magical power was so dazzling that thousands of birds circled around the Qi Peak and refused to leave.

Xiang Changze, the head of the Xiang family, saw this scene and couldn’t help but sigh: “Once Wei Tu’s magical power is released, the Qifeng Wang family will be the largest family. From now on, we will all have to give in.

Xi’er, although you are very talented, in this world, talent alone does not mean you can go far. Looking back to the past, my Xiang family’s ancestor had a natural spiritual root that was rare in a thousand years. How extraordinary was he? But he was still a pawn in his life.

To cultivate the Tao, one must also cultivate the mind. “

“Yes! I’ll keep it in mind!” Xiang Xi responded with a fist salute.

“Do you still have any questions about your cultivation now? After another three years, when the spiritual resources at home are collected, the clan will send them to you, so don’t worry about it.” Xiang Changze sighed, “It’s just that the Xunguang you are cultivating is really obscure and difficult to understand. I heard that it is the Taoist school born from the division of Qi and light of the Void Spirit Taoist school. You have to be the master of the Zhenfeng Peak and concentrate on cultivation. It’s really hard for you.

“

“Uncle, you worry too much. I don’t think it’s that hard. Dingtian Xunguang has an extraordinary perception of the void, so it will be much easier for me to study the art of formation. In addition, with the blessing of my superior earth-grade spiritual roots and the body that responds to the void, even if I deliberately suppress and consolidate my foundation, I can become a superior and an elder of the Qi Ling Sect in at most three hundred years.” “Okay, I feel much more relieved with your words.” Xiang Changze nodded with a smile, “Even if we old guys are gone, the Xiang family can at least prosper for another seven or eight hundred years.”

In recent years, the older generation of cultivators in the Xiang family have begun to age, and many of them do not have long left to live.

But as long as there is someone who can rise to the top, the family will not perish even if it falls into poverty.

On top of Fu Peak, beside Qingyun Pond, Li Hanxing looked at the light of Wei Tu in the sky with some worry on his face. The Wang family was growing bigger, and now they had two such extraordinary Wei Tu masters who had true magical powers. Naturally, the other families could not compare.

On top of Qifeng Mountain, everyone congratulated the two true practitioners who had made new breakthroughs.

Wang Zhaoxin was naturally delighted by her success in achieving supernatural powers, but when she heard that the old master had passed away in meditation to complete the Hehua of Wei Tu, her joy disappeared for the most part.

Wang Chaoqiu looked a little cold. He looked up at the golden clouds in the sky, thinking, “Is it worth it for the old master?” If he didn’t practice hard, he would not be able to live up to the old master’s hard work.

Wang Chaoqiu and Chao Xin met again after several years. They both smiled at each other with open eyes, and there was no longer any love between men and women.

They gained supernatural powers and became middle-level practitioners in the sect from being mere family disciples. Both their state of mind and their pursuits changed.

In the past, their world only consisted of Qi Ling Mountain, but now there are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the class they are in is no longer the same as before.

Outside the mountain, a magic talisman was heard. It was the Sect Leader Wang Chaochen who issued an order to inform the entire sect to observe mourning for the old Sect Leader for three months.

Once this order was issued, everyone naturally had no objection.

Clouds and mists lingered, and the peaks were covered with haze. Taoist Yuanchu sighed, “Old friends are all drifting away. Even if you live forever, you are just struggling in the chess game of heaven and earth.”

As he was sighing, he suddenly felt his soul shaking, and a hazy white light appeared on the Siming Stone in the Xuanyuan Realm.

“This is… he passed away on his own. His life span has ended, but his soul is intact. Even the Xuanyuan Realm cannot gather the soul of a person whose life span has ended!

I’m afraid Junior Brother Chen Guan has already entered the underworld of reincarnation!
This is good. The underworld has been isolated from the heaven and earth for thousands of years. I think the souls of the ancestors of Tianqi Xianzong will remain. In front of the ancestors, Junior Brother Chen Guan has no guilt. “

Funeral music sounded and the whole mountain was filled with long sorrow. The departure of Chen Guan was not just the passing of a true practitioner, but also represented the complete end of the old era of the Qi Ling Sect.

From then on, there were no more old men in the mountains who had experienced the humiliation and suffering since the time of Wang Xun’s ancestor.

Qi Ling is very old, but the Qi Ling School is very new, and everything is full of vitality.

At the same time, various factions and struggles will naturally arise, which are inevitable from a mundane family of a few people to an immortal sect that controls an entire world.

When the authoritative figures of the old generation pass away, even the most brilliant figures of the new generation cannot avoid conflicts and it is difficult for them to live in harmony as before.

But fortunately, he is still alive, and there is a rule of rewarding and punishing good and evil. Even if the Qiling Sect becomes rotten again hundreds or thousands of years later, it will not fall to the level of the former Linglong Sect.

……

In the secret room, Wang Fengyun, who was practicing in seclusion, was in a state of confusion. For some reason, scenes of his ancestors kept appearing in his mind recently. They were all scenes of his ancestors wailing and calling in hell.

At the same time, for some reason, he always had vague and unfamiliar images in his mind, as if they were memories of the Linglong School.

Every detail of Linglong Sect gradually emerged in his mind, sometimes even making him unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

Such changes forced him to retreat and imprison himself in order to achieve peace of mind and concentration.

But as time went by, more and more memories came like a tide, and dozens or even hundreds of years of memories shattered his will.

In a dream, his consciousness awakened, and a turbid voice echoed in Wang Fengyun’s mind.

“I lost my mother when I was three years old, and my biological father later married a new woman as his second wife. Because of rumors that I killed my mother, my stepmother abused me day and night. Until I was eight years old, she secretly threw me into the river.

I drifted and struggled in the river for several days without dying. I sank to the bottom of the river several times, but I managed to climb out of the waves with hatred. Until I was met by a practitioner who was about to die, he adopted me and passed on his teachings to me.

Unexpectedly, I was gifted with extraordinary spiritual talents and was in the late stage of Qi training after twenty years of practice. At this time, my master, whom I regarded as a benefactor, wanted to take over his body and use it for himself.

I no longer wanted to resist at that time. I regarded him as my mentor and my reborn father, and it turned out that people would do anything to survive.

But unexpectedly, due to the fact that the master had a short life span and his spiritual power was weakened, he failed to take over the master’s body and instead passed away.

At that time, I was still a teenager at heart. I buried the body of my master, kowtowed three times and nine times, then took the remains home and killed the three sons born to my stepmother and more than ten relatives.

Until I was covered in blood, looking at my own father kneeling at his feet, I cursed myself as a murderer, saying that it was not enough that I killed my biological mother, but I also wanted to kill my entire family!
I ignored it and turned to leave the house full of corpses. But as soon as I walked out of the door, I heard a scream. It turned out that my biological father had hit his head against the beam and died.

From then on, I knew that there was no one I cared about, no one I loved, and no one who loved me in this world.

The raging fire engulfed my “home”, and since then I left my hometown and embarked on the path of cultivation. I started as a casual cultivator and fought and tempered myself thousands of times, struggling with monsters for spiritual objects, and fighting with humans for treasures. After decades of hard work, I finally built a foundation, cultivated magical powers, and was noticed by Jingyuan Xuan Palace and accepted as a disciple.

In the years that followed, I practiced hard and made progress, and after eight hundred years of hard work, I ascended to the Golden Elixir.

I have never been afraid of anything in my life, so I have endless courage. In order to seek the Tao, I assassinated my master, killed my fellow disciples, and seized the opportunity to seek the Tao. Although I was expelled from the Xuan Palace, I have become a great force and became a Five-Life Golden Elixir.

Until that day, I met the Lord, received the Immortal Order, came to Nanjue, suppressed the remnants of Tianqi, and established the Linglong Sect, which has been preaching for thousands of years since then. “

Silence filled Wang Fengyun’s soul. He almost collapsed and said, “Why me? Why does it have to be me? There are so many talented people out there, why don’t you take over another body to reincarnate? Why do you have to take over another body to reincarnate?”

Wang Fengyun yelled like crazy: “I just want to spend my days practicing peacefully, why me? Why do you want to destroy my hard-earned peace? Why did you, the great Jiang Xu, choose someone as mediocre as me?”

The muddy voice sounded again, but this time his words were filled with sorrow.

“Because I am just a clone. Not a clone created by Jiang Xu, but when Jiang Xu achieved his magical powers, he split himself into two. The clone planned his own path while the original body fell asleep.

I didn’t expect that I had already fallen into a deep sleep!”

“What did you say?” Wang Fengyun was shocked: This is impossible! Don’t try to deceive me with sweet words!”

In the darkness, the voice continued: “If not, how could you never be afraid of me? When you woke up from your deep sleep and practiced Wu Earth, I paved all the way for you. Because I know that even if I have seven lives, I can’t achieve enlightenment, so I have never turned against my deity.

All this is just to prove the truth and ascend to the position of the True Lord that is admired by all beings between heaven and earth!

Jiang Xu, nice to meet you!
Please respectfully ask me to prove the truth!”

(End of this chapter)