Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 367: Xuan Tian Tower
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Lin Yi in the distance suddenly felt uncomfortable for some reason. Turning around to look around, he saw a figure moving in the shade of a tree on a hill. He didn't pay attention, but noticed two unkind glances. It was a monk wearing Xuantianmen costumes, with a short beard and a gloomy expression. The other one was a middle-aged monk from the Black Mountain Sect, who actually gave him a smile with unknown meaning.
Lin Yi shook his head innocently, and curled his lips. I thought to myself that standing there stupidly all the time was not an option. He moved a few steps towards where the Zhengyang Sect monks were, and seeing that his feet were still flat, he simply sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
In the two consecutive days, Xuantianmen's teleportation array was activated several times, and then there was no movement. It must be that monks from various immortal sects, large and small, had arrived. In the early morning of the third day, when Lin opened his eyes and stood up, he noticed something strange in the valley.
The crowd of Black Mountain Sect had grown much larger at some point, probably no more than two or three hundred people. Several elderly monks appeared on the mountain path in the south of the valley. The monks from the Xuantian Sect in the valley all bowed to pay homage. Seeing this, the elders of the big and small immortal sects who had been waiting for a long time also walked out of the crowd.
Yan Qi of the Zhengyang Sect has always been sitting alone in a corner. At this time, he shook up his clothes, stood up and walked towards the monks.
From the movements of the disciples of Xuantian Clan, we can know that those who came are Guang Qizi, the head of Xuantian Clan, and the elders Yu Xingzi, Hong Dao, Shi Zhu and other golden elixir monks.
An old man with a white beard and a solemn expression stepped out from the crowd and gently raised his hands. The principals of each immortal sect also offered greetings.
"I, Mr. Guangqi, come up and down the Xuantian Gate to welcome all the immortals on my behalf! If you are disrespectful, please forgive me!"
The old man was polite in a leisurely manner, and then continued expressionlessly: "Fellow Taoist Yan Qi of the Zhengyang Sect, Taoist Friend Quan You of the Dinghaizong, Da Meng and Wanchi Taoist of the Black Mountain Sect, you are polite!" His eyes were polite! He lightly glanced at Hongyun Palace and the others, drooped his eyelids, and stopped talking.
The late Jindan monks have their own reserve. The members of the sect who were not greeted were slightly embarrassed, but they did not dare to show off. However, Yu Xingzi, who was behind Guang Qizi, came out at the right time. A smile broke out on his face, he raised his hands and said, "I've met fellow Taoists! These two should be fellow Taoist Gong Yeping from the Black Mountain Sect and Elder Shui Ying from the Hongyun Palace! Nice to meet you!"
As the young sect leader, Gong Yeping also came with the crowd to pay homage to the head of Xuantian Clan, but he suffered the same neglect as others. He didn't take it seriously and kept a smile on his face.
Seeing that the other party's elders were showing off their dignity, Gong Yeping lost all his usual arrogance. Instead, he smiled modestly, cupped his hands and said, "You don't deserve to be called a fellow Taoist. I, my junior, Gong Yeping, are polite!"
It is rare to see such humble people who are both monks at the Golden Core stage and call themselves juniors. Gong Yeping's actions made Elder Shuiying from nearby Hongyun Palace a little surprised, but Yu Xingzi nodded repeatedly to show his approval. Even Guang Qizi, the head of Xuantian Clan, raised his eyelids, held his hand on his long beard and hummed.
Quan You of Dinghaizong and Yan Qi of Zhengyang Sect stood aside and did not say much, but their eyes glanced at Gong Yeping.
Yu Xingzi looked back at Guang Qizi and saw that he remained silent. The remaining disciples also had the same expression. He chuckled and said loudly: "The Xuantian Realm will be opened soon. I hope you will live up to this journey!"
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On this day, near noon, the monks in the 'Wangtian Valley' all got up and rushed to Xuantian Peak.
Under the sunshine, the golden peaks become more and more dazzling. That majestic and majestic majesty that reaches the sky is breathtaking!
Four or five miles away from the foot of the mountain, Lin Yi followed the others and stopped. When I looked up again, I saw countless rainbow lights soaring into the sky——
It's amazing! Looking at this spectacular scene, Lin Yi secretly praised it and looked down at the jade talisman in his hand. This object is a teleportation talisman specially prepared by Xuantian Sect for Qi-training monks. With this talisman, one can reach the top of Xuantian Peak.
The sword rainbow flashed under his feet, and Yan Qi took the lead and flew away. Then a foundation-building monk looked back and shouted: "I am a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, let's go -" followed by dozens of sword rainbows, like meteors Like hanging upside down, it flew away in the air.
Seeing the rays of light shining on the bodies of the fellow disciples in front of him, they suddenly rose into the air. Lin Yi gently used his hand to crush the jade talisman. Then he felt a ball of brilliance wrapping around his body. Suddenly, his feet lightened, and there was a sudden sound of wind——
Just at the moment when the wind and clouds changed rapidly, the flickering light in front of his eyes disappeared, as if the world was reversed. In just a breath, Lin Yi was already on the top of Xuantian Peak.
When his feet landed, a strong wind hit him, causing Lin Yi to take a few steps back, and then he managed to stand firm. He looked in surprise——
The top of this ten-thousand-foot peak is as smooth as a knife. On the mountain flat no less than a thousand feet in size, a howling whirlwind is wrapped in clouds and mist, spinning rapidly; the strong wind envelopes the peak, as if it wants to uproot the entire mountain. Surrounded by the whirlwind, a stone tower dozens of feet wide and a hundred feet high was faintly visible, but it was obscured by clouds and mist, making it difficult to see its true appearance.
At the edge of the whirlwind, more than a thousand monks from various immortal sects in Daxia stopped to watch, shocked by the strange sight before them!
Lin Yi looked back at the vastness behind him; he turned around and looked up again, the wind and clouds were surging, and the sun had disappeared; in front of him, the stone tower was mysterious and elusive!
It was noon, and the whirlwind that seemed to never stop suddenly slowed down. After a moment, the smoke dissipated, and a purple-gold stone tower began to appear! The hundred-foot-high stone tower stood against the sky, simple and solemn; the tower body was integrated, revealing the vicissitudes of time; there were no doors or windows on the tower, only a stone door more than ten feet high appeared under the tower, dark and deep.
Some people exclaimed, and some people shouted, what is that?
Lin Yi looked at it intently, and saw that surrounding the tower body, it was a layer of light green smoke pouring down from the sky, as transparent as flowing water, flowing slowly along the tower body. The qi of heaven and earth seemed to be moving with it, but it was carrying supreme power, which made people feel palpitating!
At this time, a Jindan cultivator walked out of Xuantian Gate, and stopped carefully a few feet away from the green smoke. Then, he casually summoned a flying sword and rushed towards the stone tower.
Seeing this, many cultivators were confused and looked on. Suddenly, there was another exclamation, and even Lin Yi was secretly shocked. The flying sword only touched the green smoke slightly and then disappeared.
The Jindan cultivator had expected this kind of abnormality. He turned around and said loudly: "This is the sky gale, which is used to protect the Xuantian Tower. Ordinary cultivators must not touch it, lest their bodies are destroyed!"
On Xuantian Peak, except for the faint sound of the wind, many cultivators were silent.
"For the sake of fellow Taoists, our Xuantian Sect invites all the immortal sects to come here and visit the Xuantian Fairyland. In the fairyland, the secrets of heaven are unpredictable! Chance and life and death coexist, so please take care of yourself! The strong wind will stop once every eighteen years, for half an hour each time. Please take the opportunity to step into the Xuantian Tower!"
The Xuantian Sect cultivator finished his instructions, and the strong wind behind him gradually faded away. At the end of a corridor that seemed to be there and not there, the dark stone door became clearer and clearer. However, none of the many cultivators moved!
Suddenly, the sound of the wind stopped, and the energy between heaven and earth was choked, as if the time and space had stopped. Lin Yi, who was behind the crowd, looked up in surprise and saw that the sky above the stone tower was hazy and high, but there was no movement of heaven and earth just now.
"Xuantian Sect, enter the tower--" someone shouted loudly, and Lin Yi looked up and saw that one or two hundred cultivators were busy and orderly, and had already gone straight to the stone door. Hey! That white figure seems very familiar!
With Xuantian Sect taking the lead, many cultivators started to stir. In a blink of an eye, a foundation-building cultivator from Zhengyang Sect called out to his disciples. Lin Yi ran forward with the crowd, not forgetting to pay attention to the stagnant strong wind. He was still shocked. The strong wind in the sky seemed to be soft and nothing, but it was more than ten feet thick. If it weren't for the corridor at this time, I'm afraid no one could step into the Xuantian Tower.
No one flew with a sword, and more than a thousand cultivators all used wind control techniques and ran to the stone gate of Xuantian Tower one after another. The scene was spectacular!
The dark stone gate was right in front of him. Before he could look at it again, the moment Lin Yi stepped into the stone gate, he felt like he was stepping into a whirlpool. His eyes went dark, and then suddenly brightened again. He stopped in shock.
He should be in the Xuantian Tower. In a place several feet in size, Lin Yi was alone, and there was a stone staircase circling up on the side. How could the Xuantian Tower, which is a hundred feet high, be so small inside? Moreover, let alone the fellow disciples of the Zhengyang Sect, even the more than a thousand cultivators of Daxia were nowhere to be seen at this time. All this was like an illusion!
Shaking his head, Lin Yi raised his hand and took out a jade slip. This was given by the Eastern Saint Elder. I wonder if it can solve the doubts in front of me!
After a while, Lin Yi shook his head with some disappointment. The jade slip contained a simple picture of the Xuantian Fairyland, and there was no description of the Xuantian Tower.
Looking at the stone steps, he stopped the urge to climb up the steps. At this time, Lin Yi seemed to remember something. He stopped where he was and fell into deep thought.
Everyone has a tower in their hearts! Everyone has a fairyland in their hearts! This is exactly what the Eastern Saint Elder said. When I heard it, I felt that it seemed to be referring to something, but I didn't pay attention to it. Could it be that this sentence is dealing with the situation in front of me?
If so, this is my tower! Then where is my fairyland? Xuantian Realm is my fairyland?
The stone steps not far in front of him should lead to the top of the stone tower, and also the stairs to Xuantian Fairyland?
Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and when his mind was at peace, he slowly walked towards the stone steps...
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