Chapter 138 Fox Zen
“Fellow Taoist, were you invited by Immortal Qingqiu to listen to the Tao today?”
“It should be.”
“It should be? Fellow Taoist is really interesting.”
The woman laughed.
Zuo Chen glanced sideways at her.
The white gauze and white skirt, the lotus throne, the white vase, and the Buddha wheel at the head and back are the Bodhisattva's fruition status, but I don't know which Bodhisattva body it is.
Then he withdrew his gaze and used his left hand alone to calculate.
In terms of position... I am still in the gambling village, and the Bagua position has not changed. This is not a teleportation spell.
In terms of time... the time here changes a bit slower than the outside world. It is roughly one second for a long time. If ordinary people come in, I am afraid it will not be like Huang Liang Yi Meng. It will not take long for the three souls to be raped. Lost due to the illusion of differential speed.
It is probably certain that this should be the thoughts and memories that overflowed from the body of Jiu Er Walker, and he seemed to be replaced by a certain great magical power of his era.
So Zuo Chen would naturally not expose this illusion directly. After all, he basically knew nothing about the sea of suffering. He could get a glimpse of Jiu'e's thoughts and help him deal with it in the future. The sea of suffering has only advantages and no disadvantages.
Just now Zuo Chen had a conversation with the master beside him, and he probably knew that the two of them were heading to Qingqiu, where the fox immortal lineage gathered.
At this time, the fox fairy is still auspicious, and it is not the same as the foxy thing in Daliang's rumors. It seems that it is an orthodox fairy family.
Looking sideways, I can see that this great scholar is the core of the thoughts here, but it is not Jiu'e.
He should be an important person to the Nine Era Walkers.
Slowly walking along the plain path, looking at the distant places, the borders of this world are extremely blurred, as if they are randomly drawn on the canvas with colored ink. Those places are the boundaries of memory. , there is nothing after crossing it.
Only the mountains in the distance become more solid.
When the wind blew through the tender grass on the plain, Zuo Chen and Bodhisattva finally reached the foot of the mountain.
Looking up, I saw that the area was already very lively. There were foxes at the bottom of the mountain, some were white, some were red, some were gray. Some were in human form, some still had ears and tails, and there were quite a few. Immortals come here, including those who carry flower baskets, those who have clouds under their feet, those who knead and sing, and there are also "ordinary Taoists" who are similar to Zuo Chen.
This was the first time Zuo Chen saw so many practitioners.
At a glance, even though it was just a memory, Zuo Chen could also feel that their cultivation levels were not low, most of them were as strong as the red Taoists, and there were even one or two Taoist masters who were as close as him.
Seeing them drinking and singing, talking about magic tricks, and laughing happily, Zuo Chen couldn't help but sigh softly.
The sea of bitterness blocked the years, leaving Zuo Chen to only glance at the past from the distant future.
Collecting his thoughts, he was about to go up the mountain, but suddenly he heard the sound of discussion coming from beside his ears.
"That wild fox has started to make trouble again. He has made Qingqiu a mess in the past few years. I don't know what the elders think."
"In my opinion, that wild fox should be put into The fox threw him out and let him die on his own."
"That makes sense."
Looking sideways, I saw several foxes whispering, and I guessed what they meant. Fox is the target he is looking for this time.
Listening to the faint noise, I stepped up the mountain and arrived at the mountain hall in an instant.
The mountain palace extends to the sky. Under the blue sky and white clouds, it is like a dream. Several long corridors extend along the top of the ridge, with clouds hanging over your highness, half stepping into the sky.
There are various immortals hanging outside the hall, and there are also many fox fairies in the corridor. When they see visitors coming in the clouds, they take out the beautiful flowers from their arms and give them to the visitors.
It was rare for Zuo Chen to slow down and admire the cloud-riding tricks of the immortals in the past.
However, what was different from his impression was that there were very few sword pilots, and most practitioners still used the cloud-riding technique.
Follow the corridor and enter the hall, where many practitioners have gathered. In the main seat of the hall, there is a circle of handsome men and beautiful women, with more or less remnants of the fox fairy on them.
The leader was a woman with a soft face, her brows were full of gentleness, but she also had some helpless pain at the moment.
And in the middle of the hall is a red-furred fox, tied with a light golden rope, but he keeps shouting:
"Hey! Grandpa, I'm happy! Who are you? Can you care about me? It’s just a joke. I can’t run around in the mountains as a fox?”
As soon as he said the words, he saw a handsome young man on the stage holding a jade seal and hitting him on the head.
"Bang!"
A big bag came out.
The red fox burst into tears immediately.
Zuo Chen stared closely at the red fox.
He could clearly see the waves of energy spreading outward from the red fox like a wave.
This is the Nine Disaster Walker.
Of course at this point in time, he is just a naughty fox, causing trouble at the Qingqiu reception for immortals.
The handsome young man took back the jade seal, sighed, and then said to the woman sitting on the front seat:
“Chief, this son is extremely naughty. I think it’s better to banish him outside. Go.”
The kind-faced woman’s eyes fell on the red fox, seeming to be thinking.
Just as Zuo Chen was wondering how this matter would end, the scholar who had been following him suddenly walked out of the crowd.
She saluted the Qingqiu patriarch with a smile, and then said:
"This son has a fiery personality, but he has the bones of a Buddha. I wonder if the patriarch can cut off his love? Let me Take him back and accept him as a disciple?”
The patriarch obviously did not expect that a great master would come out to ask Red Fox to become his disciple. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded:
"It would be a blessing if he followed the master."
In this way, he winked with the handsome man next to him, and the other man also used the magic formula to remove the imprisonment on the red fox.
After the red fox rolled up from the ground, it looked at the master with vigilant eyes.
The master just smiled and stretched out his hand to the red fox.
Zuo Chen, who was watching from the side, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and the original Qingqiu Mountain changed in the blink of an eye.
Waiting to regain his senses, he had already appeared at a lake in the center of a dense forest. In the center of the lake not far away, the great master was sitting cross-legged on top of the blooming lotus, holding a sutra in his hand and speaking with a peaceful voice. The voice chanted: "This is how you should subdue your mind. All sentient beings."
"Old woman, why did you bring me here? Every day I am either chanting sutras here or chanting sutras here! I have long heard that some cultivators outside like to do some magic experiments on us. Come on, whatever the trick is! Grandpa is in trouble."
The red fox was wandering around the master. He seemed to want to run out of the dense forest, but after getting into the jungle first, he came from the right. After getting out, it was obvious that he was trapped in a maze and couldn't get out at all.
So he opened his face and scolded the master.
But the master was not annoyed at all. He was minding his own business and chanting sutras. From time to time, he took out some pure meat and fed it to the fox.
At this moment, one person and one fox seemed to be completely unable to see Zuo Chen. Zuo Chen was not annoyed and sat aside.
Time and years began to flow rapidly.
Spring turns to winter, the sun rises and sets. From the red foxes flapping butterflies everywhere in the forest in spring, to the firefox sleeping under the rain and snow in winter, from the fluttering in the pond in summer. The little boy fishing, the young man sitting cross-legged next to the master in autumn and chanting with her.
In just the blink of an eye, the naughty little guy has grown into a handsome young man, and the fierce fire in him seems to have restrained a lot.
Another day, Zuo Chen suddenly felt that time had returned to normal, and he knew that something was about to happen.
He turned his attention to the pool again and saw the great master standing up from the lotus.
"Jiunian, I want to go to the far north as my master."
"Ah? Master is going out?" The red fox Jiunian couldn't help but be surprised. In his opinion, since receiving After marrying him, the great master sat on this lotus seat every day. Not to mention leaving here, he didn't even bother to move.
Having to leave today really made him a little confused.
“I was invited by an immortal, saying that something strange happened in the far north, and I need to go there.”
He paused again:
"Your moral skills are not enough, so let's keep them on the fairy camel first."
"Huh?"
I have read a handsome picture for a long time. His face suddenly turned the color of bitter melon. I wanted to ask the master a few more words, but I didn't expect that the master had already pinched the lotus in his hand, turned around and floated away, ignoring his little apprentice at all.
In desperation, Jiunian could only wave to the air warrior:
"Master! Come back early!"
The master lowered his eyes and smiled slightly at him.
Until the figure of the master was completely gone, Jiunian lay directly on his back on the ground and sighed.
"When will it be my turn to go to the world and have some fun."
I muttered in my mouth, but there was endless yearning in my heart.
However, after such a farewell, Jiunian never saw the master again.
He is alone when the spring breeze blows, he is alone when the sun is blazing, he is alone when the autumn leaves turn yellow, and he is alone when the winter snow falls.
Finally when the snow melted in the second year, Jiunian felt that he could not wait any longer. After packing his luggage, he walked out from the dense forest.
Zuo Chen also got up and followed him all the way.
This time, Jiunian was finally not stopped by the missing formation in the dense forest.
When he walked out of the dense forest, he saw an open blue sky in front of him, with clouds even floating under the dense forest.
Zuo Chen discovered that this was a huge turtle, floating and soaring in the sky.
And this huge dense forest grows on the back of this turtle!
Looking down at the turtle, Zuo Chen saw a hint of understanding in his eyes.
I am afraid that the large dense forest today is the result of its body.
Jiunian on the other side seemed to have known about this for a long time. He jumped from the sky, flew under the clouds, and landed in this vast world.
Zuo Chen also fell down.
Villages, pedestrians, wide roads.
I don’t see anything special.
“The master said he went to the north, so I will go north.”
Jiunian muttered and embarked on the journey.
He passed through the village and helped the villagers solve some trivial matters; he crossed the mountains and saw the beautiful scenery; he entered the city, showed his power in the city and became famous; he never stopped Put down your steps and head all the way north.
The further north he went, the more disturbing news he heard.
A kind of black sea appeared in the north.
The sea swallowed up almost everything, and those swallowed by it, whether they were mortals or ascetics, turned into red and black monsters.
The Immortal Dynasty sent many soldiers over to try to intercept the Black Sea, but without exception, they all failed.
"Is the master trying to seal this thing?"
Jiunian muttered to himself and quickened his pace.
And soon, he arrived at the northern defense line.
Here, he saw the orderly army, the seriously injured immortal soldiers, the protective barriers constructed by various defensive spells, and many great supernatural powers.
He found a soldier and explained his purpose, and after hearing his words, the soldier's expression became heavy.
The soldiers took him into the defense line, where he saw the immortal general who commanded this place.
After the immortal general glanced at him, he sighed longly:
"Master, in order to suppress the sea of suffering, he passed away."
(End of this chapter)