Nine Heavens

Master Jietong inspected Longyunshan's majestic body, with an imperceptible smile on his face. Will God really take care of me like this? Could it be that among the three children... the faint moonlight floated gently on the huge treetop of the ancient wood god capital.

The leaves reflected a faint halo, among the leaves, Jietong raised his left hand and watched quietly.

A sliver of cloud in the void thousands of feet away caught the attention of Master Jietong. After staring at the strange slender cloud for a while, there was a bit of approval on his face.

"Hehe, kid! Now that you're here, why don't you show up to see him?" Master Jietong stared at Si Xianyun and said with a smile.

The slender cloud trembled a few times, and after a while, it floated to the front, and the main body appeared in a blink of an eye.

Standing in front of him was a slim girl in a light green dress with a black veil on her face.

Without waiting for Master Jietong to speak again, the green-clothed girl apologized: "Don't blame me, senior! This junior is just curious. I heard that a strange man came to Qingshi Villa by the Crescent Lake, so I want to come to see the demeanor of senior. There is absolutely no wrong intention. Please Seniors, don't get me wrong."

Master Jietong stared at the girl in front of him and nodded slightly, and said indifferently: "I have been here in Longyun Mountain for more than a day, and I have seen many disciples of your Xuanling Sect. It can be said that everyone behaves in an upright manner. Why are you so arrogant? sneaking!"

After finishing speaking, he shot his gaze at the girl in green like a sword.

The green-clothed girl was secretly startled, thinking that she had encountered a ghost, a strange old man with such a high level of cultivation. You can find yourself thousands of feet away. No wonder Master always said that there are people outside the world of cultivating immortals, and there is a sky beyond the sky. It seems that this is not unreasonable.

He hurriedly said: "It's not the junior, the junior..." After hesitating for a while, the green-clothed girl continued: "It's not that the junior is sneaky, it's because the master disciplines us very strictly and doesn't allow us to go down the mountain casually, but I like Qingshi Villa so much There are more than ten days until the Flower Festival, I couldn't help but sneak down the mountain to have a look.

I was going back in the evening, and I heard that the three children were coming to see you. Out of curiosity, I followed, but I didn't dare to meet you directly. This is real! Absolutely nothing to do with Shimen! Seniors, please believe me! "After speaking, the girl in green stared at the real person Jietong through the veil.

Master Jietong listened to the words, and thought to himself, this little disciple is brave enough to act and speak quickly, it doesn't seem like a lie. So he asked: "That's all! I want to know, why are you curious about me? What do you want to know about me?"

The green-clothed girl pondered for a while and said, "Dare to ask me where the fairyland is? What sect is it? What is the name of the fairy?"

Master Jietong heard the words, and said calmly: "Everything is like a dream, and it turns into clouds in a blink of an eye. Why ask so many questions?" Staring at the green and gloomy ancient cypress, the green-clothed girl shook her head slightly, and walked away unhappy.

On top of the ancient wooden god capital, Master Jietong had another layer of thinking. It seems that today, three thousand years later, there are countless masters in the world of cultivating immortals. It is really gratifying that such children have such cultivation.

After Liu Qianlang returned home, he lay down early after eating, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. The strange old man on Qingtianbai appeared again in front of his eyes.

That gaze is so kind, his eyes are so bright, they seem to be the water of Crescent Moon Lake, clear and transparent. It is also like a magical and bottomless clear spring in the mountains, like gurgling thoughts flowing into the heart.

Touching the black jade skull on his chest with his hand, the familiar cold feeling instantly filled his whole body, clear and comfortable.

What did those eyes seem to be telling me? What are you telling yourself? It was very late at night, and looking through the window, the lights in the room of my parents and sister had already been turned off, and I thought they had already fallen asleep peacefully.

Liu Qianlang walked out of the room gently, climbed to the roof, and looked in the direction of Qingtianbai, the white figure seemed to be still there.

The moon has set in the west, silver flowers wrap around the peaks of Longyun Mountain, the clear light is floating, flowing quietly, the night wind is blowing, there are waves of rustling leaves, and occasionally there are a few whimpers from the depths of the mountain.

The strange peaks of Longyun Mountain face the sky, counting the stars in the dark sky, and the Longyun Mountain under the starry sky is even more magical and strange.

I heard from my parents that there are many gods living on the peaks of Longyun Mountain that penetrate into the sky, both male and female. Those gods are all supernatural, some can soar clouds, some can drive fog, some can control objects, and some can turn into birds or a ray of light miraculously appears in the sky and leaves miraculously.

Many people in the villa went up to the mountain to seek immortality, but they didn't hear that any of them came back.

I heard from my mother that every fifteen years, a few gods would fly to the mountain to choose some smart children from these villas in Longyun Mountain to go up to the mountain to practice gods. This year is the fifteenth year again, those people should come again.

I really hope that I will be chosen, it would be great to be a god. Can fly freely in the sky like a bird. On a quiet night, under the blue sky, a boy in white is staring at the stars, weaving a beautiful dream.

Ever since this strange white-clothed old man came to Qingshi Villa, and lived on the cypress that everyone worshiped in the villa, everyone regarded him as a fairy flying from the sky and respected him as a white-clothed fairy.

So I asked him about everything under the moon, and at first he ignored people, but after seeing a few children, he suddenly accepted the inquiries from the people of the villa.

Everyone in the villa knows that the fairy in white on the Qingtian cypress is really powerful. Able to divination, astronomy and geography, if you ask him, he will be very accurate.

As for the number of good and bad, the past life and the next life, and the wind and the water, there are answers to all questions.

Children are even more happy to socialize with him, often eating some fresh and sweet fruits, or hearing some beautiful legends. And the strange old man seems to like children very much.

Among those children, Liu Qianlang is one of them. For many days. Liu Qianlang always thinks back to the words of the white-clothed fairy: "This world is divided into three rooms and nine domains. The three rooms mean that the world is divided into three large spaces, namely the heaven, the human world, and the underworld.

The heaven, also known as the fairy world, is the place where the gods stay. The Human Realm is also called the Yang Realm, and it is the place where humans, animals, plants and all mortal beings stay when they are alive. The underworld, also known as the underworld, is the place where all things stay after death.

Under normal circumstances, immortals, humans, and undead are not allowed to cross their own boundaries and enter other dimensions. If they enter by force, they must meet two conditions: one is to have a very high cultivation level and go against the sky.

The second is to accept the cruel punishment of God and experience countless catastrophes. Rumor has it that ordinary people can become immortals if they practice sincerely and overcome nine catastrophes. Nine domains belong to three big spaces..."

Looking at the hazy moonlight in the sky and the vast Longyun Mountain in the distance, Liu Qianlang suddenly wanted to go and see the three rooms and nine domains mentioned by the white-clothed fairy. So he gently climbed down from the roof, slipped out of the house lightly, and went straight to the bank of the Qingtian River.

Looking up, the vicissitudes of ancient trees are towering, and the dragon-like branches are winding and circling, and they are all under its feet for several miles. What about that white figure? Not on the branches. Liu Qianlang was about to shout loudly, but he heard clearly: "Yianlang! I'm here. I'm waiting for you."

Turning around, he saw the familiar white-clothed fairy with surprise on his face, and said, "Wait for me? Did the fairy grandpa know that I would come?" He stared at the fairy grandpa in front of him with wide eyes and doubts.

Master Jietong walked quietly from the side of the tree in front of Liu Qianlang, laying Fuchen in his arms, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is destiny, God has already arranged for our meeting today."

Liu Qianlang felt that he could not understand Grandpa Immortal's words, so he pondered for a while and asked, "Since Grandpa Immortal is waiting for me, there must be something wrong, I don't know what it is?" After speaking, he looked at Master Jietong mischievously.

Seeing the innocent child, Jietong sighed silently in his heart, did not answer his words, but looked up at the cold moonlight in the western sky quietly for a while. Then he asked: "Child, do you like to be a human, a fairy, a monster, a devil, or a ghost?"

"Why should I choose? It is best to be a human, a fairy, a demon, a demon, and a ghost at the same time." Liu Qianlang said calmly.

Jietong real person looked at Liu Qianlang's stubborn face and said: "Others can't do it, but you are an exception. It's just... such a choice, maybe you will regret it. Because the road you are going to take in the future will be full of challenges. Suffering and sadness, helplessness and loneliness, indifference and hostility, anger and incomprehension, and maybe more, you really don’t regret it, aren’t you afraid?”

"I'm not afraid! I will never regret it!" Liu Qianlang said proudly.

The night sky was covered with dark clouds at some point, it was as black as ink, gloomy and terrifying.

"I am not afraid! I will never regret it!" The clear voice echoed endlessly in the mountains, and Zhentong Jietong felt sore in his heart. He didn't know whether it was happiness or something else.

Looking at the layers of dark clouds, Jie Tong's heart was cleared, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

Logically, I should be happy to have finally found the magical boy my master asked me to find, but looking at the child in front of me, my heart was full of turmoil. If he deviates from his master's will, and the people of the world will suffer, this child may be full of common people's happiness in the future.

If you follow the master's last order and pass on the skills to him, it will be tantamount to pushing him on the road against the sky. Is this fair to him?

Is it fair? Master Jietong asked himself over and over in his heart. The dark clouds in the sky became thicker and lower, and there was a faint rumble of thunder.

Master Jietong finally made up his mind, looked down at Liu Qianlang, and said solemnly: "Look here!" As he spoke, Master Jietong raised his left hand, which suddenly turned into a shining silver mirror, which was even more miraculous. Yes, all the pictures in the mirror are all about Liu Qianlang's previous experience, including the time when he strayed into the Emerald Mausoleum. Amazing, really amazing!

Liu Qianlang felt faintly in his heart that tonight would not be an ordinary night, even the sky was surprisingly weird. When I first came here, the sky was clear and the moon was bright, but in a blink of an eye, the clouds rolled over, and the sky seemed to be collapsing, and my breathing was a bit stuffy and suffocating.

How could the fairy grandpa's left hand become a silver mirror? In the darkness, the mirror was just like the moon in the sky, cold and dazzling, with a faint glow on it. The world in the mirror is interpreting the magic of the world.

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