First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 404: Zhongyuan Festival to worship the dead
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The second day of the lunar month.
Early morning.
Su Yi and Yuan Heng, a cloth-robed boy transformed by Lao Yuan, left the Tianyuan Academy together.
Yesterday, Su Yi had already handed over the white bone seal left by the Demon Emperor Huntian to Ning Siyu, telling her that if she encounters an unstoppable danger, she will bring everyone from the Xuanyan Dao Sect to go there. The depths of the chaotic sea.
With the power of the White Bone Seal, one can enter the ruins of the Sword of Immortals and take refuge.
Actually, Su Yi left behind more than that.
In Yuping Mountain, a hundred miles away from the Tianyuan Academy, there are also "Five Elements Profound Expansion Array" and "Big Dipper Spirit Gathering Array", hiding in them is enough to block the attack of the Great Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.
The so-called cunning rabbit cave is like this.
In addition, the White Bone Seal also contains the "Wan Ling Jian Jing", the supreme secret collection of the Qunxian Jianlou.
Su Yi has instructed Ning Siji that this scripture can be regarded as the inheritance power of Xuanyan Daoist Sect and passed on to the people of the sect.
Of course, Xuanyan Daozong is not so much a sect, but a gathering place for relatives and friends related to Su Yi.
Ling Xue, Cha Jin, Ning Siyu, Huang Qianjun, Feng Xiaofeng, Feng Xiaoran, and others, all of them have already obtained the cultivation techniques taught by Su Yi in the past, and naturally they do not need to practice the Myriad Spirit Sword Sutra.
In short, Su Yi left the Ten Thousand Spirits Sword Sutra, which is equivalent to helping Qunxian Jianlou continue the inheritance, and it can be considered to live up to the expectations of the Demon Emperor Huntian.
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For Su Yi, going to Daxia is really necessary for his cultivation.
No way, the cultivation resources in secular countries such as Dazhou, Dawei, Daqin, etc., may barely satisfy his current cultivation.
It may not last long.
The realm of bigu is the first realm of Dao cultivation.
According to Su Yi's estimation, with his incomparably strong Dao foundation, if there are not enough cultivation resources, his cultivation will be doomed to stagnate for a long time.
This is naturally intolerable to Su Yi.
As the overlord of the Cangqing Continent, Daxia has a strong cultivation force, and there are also spiritual monks.
This also means that the cultivation resources in Daxia are absolutely rich, and naturally enough to meet their own cultivation needs.
As soon as he thought of Daxia, many things came to Su Yi's mind.
For example, the "Lantai Dharma Conference" will be held in Daxia in a few months.
For example, Xumi Xiandao, which Huaxinfeng once said, is related to the origin of the "Forbidden Ancient of Darkness".
Even, Su Yi was very pleased with the faction of the clan where Hua Xinfeng belonged.
After all, this clan's token can be engraved with a totem belonging to the "Dragon Sparrow".
Of course, Su Yi will not forget Ge Qian.
As for Zhou Zhiqian, who worshipped the Da Xia Shu Dao sect, Su Yi didn't take it to heart at all.
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From Da Zhou to Da Xia, it is extremely far away. It needs to pass through dozens of countries scattered on the Cangqing Continent, and it needs to cross countless mountains and rivers.
Su Yi was not in a hurry.
As before, when embarking on a journey, he prefers to trek between mountains and rivers, and walk in the world of the world.
View mountains, water, and nature.
See the sky, see the earth, and see all beings.
A journey is a practice.
Confucianism has the saying of "walking thousands of miles", Buddhism has the ascetic journey to measure the universe, and Taoism has the test of "experience in the world".
Even the cultivators of the Demon Cultivator also pay attention to the appearance of all living beings and the thieves of the six desires.
All of this is for the sake of practice and precipitation.
The so-called world affairs are all knowledgeable, and human feelings are the chapters.
The way to practice is between birth and entry into the world.
Therefore, on the next road, Su Yi got excited, so he took his sword and went
Go, rely on the virtual to control the wind, and enjoy the beauty of the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth.
Occasionally slow down and walk in cities with different styles.
He was happy, so he stayed for a few days.
If you get bored, you will swept thousands of miles away.
On the way, Yuan Heng served him around him, whether he was sleeping in the deep mountains and the old forest, or lingering in the prosperous places of the world, he followed every step of the way, like a servant, taking care of all kinds of trivial matters.
Based on the cultivation of the two, although there were occasional disputes along the way, Yuan Heng could easily resolve them without Su Yi coming forward.
More than ten days have passed in a hurry.
The figures of the two masters and servants have long passed through eight secular kingdoms, and have crossed countless mountains and rivers.
This day.
In the country of Daliang, in the distance of a mountain named "Fuxianling", there is a flowing river.
Besides the river, is a very remote mountain village.
It was night, the river was surging, and the Fuxian Ridge in the distance was like a giant, shrouded in ink-like night.
"Master, look in the distance, the nearby villagers are setting up river lanterns by the river."
Yuan Heng pointed to the river in the distance.
A lot of lights were lit there. Men, women and children in the village gathered there to put candles and river lanterns of different shapes into the river.
At first glance, the lights and shadows are flowing down the river, which is very eye-catching in this night.
"Is this a sacrifice to the dead?"
Su Yi asked.
Yuanheng said: "Exactly, Master, today is the 15th Yuan Festival of the Moon, which is also known as the Ghost Festival in the world. It is rumored that every year today, the yin is the most prosperous, and the ghosts scattered in the world will roam today."
"The worldly people,
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Today, we will put river lanterns, burn paper money, and worship dead souls in order to stay safe. "
After listening to this, Su Yi was stunned. He naturally knew Yuanjie.
In the eyes of the world, this is the Ghost Festival.
In the eyes of practitioners, this is one hundred and sixty-five days of the year, the day when the yin qi of heaven and earth is the heaviest.
It's just that the yin qi is a little heavier, and it doesn't matter much.
"Let's go, go, go home, no matter who you are tonight, you are not allowed to go out! Even if you hear any movement, you can't open the door and go out, otherwise, you will be eaten by ghosts!"
In the distance on the river bank, a skinny old man shouted at the top of his voice.
Soon, the villagers dispersed.
The night is dark, with no stars and no moon. In this remote mountain and wilderness, you can even hear the roar of wild beasts in the distance.
Each villager hurried back with a paper lantern, children and daughters.
Suddenly, two lanterns approached Su Yi's side.
Only when I got closer, I could see clearly that this was a twelve-year-old boy and an eight-year-old girl.
The boy was dark-skinned and lean, with a hatchet stuck at his waist.
The little girl has a horned braid on her head, with a yellow face and thin skin.
This is clearly a brother and sister, wearing old, coarse clothes with patches.
When they saw Su Yi and Yuan Heng standing in the grass, the siblings were obviously startled and took a few steps back.
The boy suddenly pulled out his hatchet, and immediately guarded his sister behind him, and said vigilantly, "Are you humans or ghosts?"
"If we were ghosts, you would be dead by now."
Yuan Heng laughed and said, "Everyone in your village has gone home, where are you two little guys going?"
The teenager stood on guard and said, "What are you asking about?"
The little girl stuck her head out from behind the boy, looked at Su Yi and Yuanheng, and said timidly, "Brother, they are not fierce at all, they are definitely not ghosts."
The teenager sneered: "You don't understand, sister, those ghosts are the most changeable, they look like good people, but they are actually the most vicious and vicious."
Yuan Heng was about to say something when Su Yi waved: "Let them go."
Speaking, he moved out of the way first.
Yuan Heng was startled, but also retreated silently.
Seeing this, the young man hesitated for a moment before he grabbed his sister's and hurried away from the side.
"Go, follow, remember, don't disturb them."
Su Yi walked in the direction the boy left.
Yuan Heng was a little puzzled, did the master notice something?
He didn't ask, and followed Su Yi with his head down.
In the dark of night, the boy held a hatchet and walked away with his younger sister.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
The boy and his sister stand in front of a grassy grave.
The young man nimbly chopped weeds with a hatchet, repaired the lonely grave, and then took out incense candles, paper money, and a plate of sugar cakes from the cloth bag at his waist.
The young man lit the incense candle and offered the sugar cake in front of the tomb, then knelt down on his knees and said:
"Mother, my sister and I came to see you."
Speaking, he tugged at the little girl next to him, "Sister, kowtow to Mother."
Just as the little girl was about to kneel down, she suddenly widened her eyes and shouted in horror, "Brother, ghost!"
The young man stood up suddenly, and saw the darkness in the distance, a little bit of green ghost fire fluttered, faintly visible, and a fluttering white cloth flickered and appeared.
"Go!"
The boy was so shocked that cold sweat broke out down his spine, he grabbed his sister immediately, turned his head and ran away.
But still halfway through, the teenager stopped abruptly.
Not far away, a group of wriggling shadows grows like vines, ghostly, bringing up billowing black smoke and rushing towards the boy and the little girl.
The boy's face changed greatly, he hugged his sister suddenly, turned and fled in the other direction.
Just very quickly, in this direction, a white swaying robe appeared, blocking it.
This time, the young man could see clearly that the white robe was a female ghost with disheveled hair and no eye sockets. It was a pair of bright ghost fires, with a pale and transparent complexion.
Shhh!
The female ghost in white came slaughtered, incredibly fast.
The boy and the little girl were too late to dodge.
At this critical moment, the teenager clenched his teeth sharply, stood in front of his sister, and shouted: "Sister, hurry up! Hurry up!"
As he spoke, he clenched his hatchet and slashed forward.
Click!
The hatchet shattered, and the boy's figure was thrown out.
Seeing that the female ghost in white didn't even look at the boy, she jumped straight at the little girl, her eyes full of greed and evil.
"Brother—Save me—"
The little girl fell to the ground, her body curled up, screaming in horror.
The boy's eyes were split and his heart was like a knife. Since his parents passed away, his sister was his only relative. Seeing this scene, his eyes turned red with hatred, and he was furious.
But he was too late to help~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing that the little girl was jumped on by the ghost in white, he snorted:
"Little ghost, dare to hurt people, court death!"
The sound is like thunder, full of great power.
Following, a touch of golden light suddenly appeared, piercing through the dark night, dazzling and unparalleled.
Bang!
When I saw the ghost in white, it was too late to dodge, her figure was like paper
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, suddenly burst into pieces, turning into bursts of blue smoke and disappearing.
The boy and the little girl are stunned.
The brilliant golden light was still there, and in their field of vision, a figure appeared on the scene like a god.
My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^