The Fairy World of mortals (Borrowing Stars)

A few days later, on the mountainside of Izumo Peak, in a cave garden.

A girl in palace attire with a skin that is better than snow and a beautiful face is walking slowly behind a tall and beautiful woman in white.

They were none other than Yu Menghan and Gu Yunyue.

"Looking back at what you said, the identity and origins of this elder Han are really a mystery. Back then, I had made the greatest predictions for the teacher to observe his various behaviors, words and deeds, but I still greatly underestimated him." Gu Yunyue With a wry smile, he said.

"I don't know, when will I be able to reach his level." Yu Menghan sighed faintly, a hint of yearning in his eyes.

"Humanity is vague, immortal is reckless, and asking for immortality with a limited life is an act against the sky. Not only depends on aptitude, but more on luck, which is why many people spend their entire lives just in this step of foundation building. It may not be possible to achieve it, not to mention the condensed golden elixir behind. It has been more than 500 years of practice for the teacher, and it has been more than a hundred years in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He may still have a glimmer of hope in the future when he advances to the spiritual realm. Void is extremely vague. As for the Mahayana realm that is only one step away from the immortal road, I naturally dare not think about it." Gu Yunyue stopped, looked up at the sky, and was a little lost.

Yu Menghan's mind was also agitated when he heard the words, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

The beautiful woman looked back at the woman in the palace dress, shook her head and said with a smile:

"Master is limited by aptitude. If there is no special opportunity, most of the achievements will be like this. But Menghan, you have a spiritual physique, and your understanding is extremely high. You have successfully established the foundation in just two years. If there is no accident, Future achievements must be above being a teacher, and it may not be impossible to reach the level above refining emptiness."

"Master Duo Lai taught me so much and gave me many precious medicinal pills. Menghan is very grateful." Yu Menghan said sincerely.

"Thanks to Elder Han, for a long time in the future, you don't need to worry about the pill resources." Gu Yunyue waved her hand and continued.

When Yu Menghan heard the words, her beautiful eyes lit up.

"By the way, in the past two years, Master has visited Elder Han once, but now his cave area has been classified as a forbidden area. I'm afraid it will be impossible to visit the door again in the future." Gu Yunyue said , sighed, and there was some regret in his expression.

...

It didn't take long for Leng Yanzong to suddenly accept a loose cultivator as an outer disciple on the Cloud Peak. His aptitude was mediocre and his age was not too young, but he was only in the stage of forming an elixir, and he did not meet the requirements for admission at all. , which caused quite a stir.

It was not until later that everyone found out that this person was named Baishi, and he had some old memories with the elder Han, and the matter gradually subsided, and people began to continue, and even the elders of Hefeng, whose cultivation base far surpassed him, showed him goodwill. .

Of course that's all for later.

More than a month passed in a hurry.

The back mountain of Jingtian Peak, the main peak of Jingyuan Temple, has an oval-shaped water pool that is as green as emerald. The pool is rich in spiritual energy, and a thick white mist is entangled in it. out of the water.

On the rocks and grass beside the pool, there are more than a dozen red-crowned cranes in high spirits playing with their necks, pecking at the sprawling grass growing on the ground, raising their heads from time to time and cheering a few times.

"Whoosh"!

A purple light suddenly flashed from the sky and landed on the edge of the pool.

The light faded away, revealing a tall man wearing a golden crown and a purple-backed gold-patterned Taoist robe. He looked like he was in his forties or fifty years old, and he had three long black beards on his face, which was quite immortal.

As soon as he settled down, he glanced at the group of cranes beside him, and then moved his gaze to the other side of the pool, the blue-black stone wall covered with moss.

I saw that the palm of his sleeve turned over, and a sound transmission "swish", shot out of his cuff, flew into the stone wall, and disappeared.

After a while, a layer of pale golden light curtain appeared leisurely on the stone wall, revealing a hole high in one person.

The purple-robed Taoist did not hesitate, and with a flash, he flew into the hole.

Inside the stone wall is a very wide stone room.

There are three floors of high platforms in the middle of the room, each floor is engraved with mysterious patterns, and on it are densely placed yellow lights with strange shapes. Spiritual fluctuations.

In the center of the highest floor of the high platform, a fat man in a golden toga robe with an open mind sat cross-legged on a futon, looking like a small mountain of meat from a distance.

"Elder Taishang, there is news from Leng Yanzong today, saying that Elder Han wants to use the Juxingtai in our view to cultivate, and promises to repay huge profits. Are we..." The purple-robed Taoist priest asked "Roshan" gave a salute and said respectfully.

The golden-robed man in the shape of a meat mountain, with a fat trembling on his face, did not answer. Instead, he said slowly, "I asked you to arrange an investigation into the origin of this person, how about it?"

The sound was exceptionally loud, echoing "humming" in the stone chamber.

"I only know that this person suddenly appeared in Fengguo two years ago, and not long after that, he entered the Leng Yanzong and became an outer sect elder, but he has been quite low-key during the period, and there is no abnormality, so that we are buried in Leng Yanzong. Zongzhong Anzi, only after the accident in the Heavenly Ghost Sect did he know that there is such a person." The purple-robed Taoist replied in a deep voice.

"Forget it, if I were that old fox Sima Jingming, I would definitely keep the news of this person tightly sealed. What's going on with the Heavenly Ghost Sect recently?" the golden-robed man asked again.

"After this incident in the entire Heavenly Ghost Sect, the disciples have become very low-key, and they have not revealed the slightest dissatisfaction or want to take revenge." The purple-robed Taoist thought for a while and said.

"I still don't know the temperament of those two old ghosts? They are both people who will pay revenge. They will never swallow their voices like this. Just wait and see." The golden-robed man sneered, obviously a little disbelieving.

"Then the matter of borrowing the Juxingtai..." The purple-robed Taoist asked slowly.

"Since the other party has the strength of the Mahayana class, it is naturally inconvenient to have a bad relationship. Let's agree first." The golden-robed man said after being silent for a while.

The purple-robed Taoist frowned, and after a moment of hesitation, he said:

"To be honest with the great elders, several of the elders in the Guan are worried about this, for fear that after this person enters the Star Gathering Terrace to practice, his strength will rise to the next level, and then our Jing Yuan Guan will be defeated by the Leng Yanzong. In addition, the consumption of Huanxing Stone is not small to open the Juxingtai, we have to be careful when we use it to cultivate elite disciples in Guanzhong, if it is wasted on outsiders, it is a pity..."

"Joke, at the Mahayana level, how can it be so easy to improve the strength? However, since he wants to use it, the required consumption can't be borne by us, and all of them will be doubled by their Cold Flame Sect." The golden-robed man smiled lightly. said indifferently.

"Yes!" The purple-robed Taoist replied respectfully.

...

Two months later, Jing Yuanguan.

Among the rolling green mountains, there are thousands of peaks competing, flowing clouds are misty, and cranes and birds fly over from time to time in the air, showing the momentum of a fairy mountain and a blessed land.

In the middle of the peaks, there is a towering giant peak towering into the clouds, far exceeding the other surrounding peaks.

On the top of the peak are stacked boulders, filled with spiritual energy, but not covered by too much vegetation. There is a nine-story high platform in the middle, shaped like a round tower, and the whole body is white, as if carved from beautiful jade.

Around the high platform, there was an old man in a brown robe sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Towards evening, the afterglow of the setting sun slanted down, and the soft orange-red light emitted from the rocks on the top of the mountain, reflected on the high white jade platform, reflecting a fascinating and strange glow.

At this time, in the high sky in the distance, suddenly two rainbow lights galloped together and landed under the white jade platform, revealing two figures, one fat and one thin.

The brown-robed old men who were sitting around the high platform stood up one after another and came to the two of them. They bowed respectfully to the golden-robed man who was as fat as a mountain of flesh, and shouted in unison:

"See the Supreme Elder."

After that, several people shifted their eyes slightly and looked up and down the strange young man beside the golden-robed man.

This man was tall and had an ordinary appearance. Naturally, it was Han Li who came to borrow Juxingtai.

The golden-robed man waved his big fan-like hand without speaking.

The four of them immediately understood, retreated without saying a word, and sat back to their original positions.

"Fellow Daoist Han, the four of them are the guardians of this Juxing Terrace. Although there is only one integrated cultivator, the other three are all practicing emptiness, but they have cooperated with each other for many years, and they have a good heart. Having them protect you, you can protect Daoist friends. It's foolproof." The golden-robed man said with a loud voice and a smile.

Han Li naturally didn't want people from Jingyuanguan to protect the Dharma, but he also knew that this was something he couldn't refuse. With a smile on his face, he said, "Then thank you Daoist Heshan."

"Night is approaching, so don't delay fellow Daoist Han's cultivation. If you have other needs, feel free to speak to those people." The golden-robed man looked up at the sky and said so.

After saying that, he bowed his hand slightly to Han Li, turned around and left as Feihong, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After watching the other party leave, Han Li swept his eyes around, turned around and came to the stairs of Juxingtai, and did not rush up the stairs.

Several people around the high platform have quickly picked up the magic formula, and there are bursts of chanting sounds from their mouths.

As the circles of secret runes lit up under the four of them, a golden light curtain that covered the entire Juxing Platform appeared out of thin air.

At the same time, a narrow entrance with a height of one person also appeared in front of Han Li.

The blue light flashed in his eyes, and he realized that the light curtain in front of him, although the spiritual power fluctuations were not weak, was only protecting a type of magic circle, then strode in and walked in.

As soon as Han Lifang entered, the entrance to the light curtain closed, and then melted into the air and disappeared.

Stepping on the steps, a strange spiritual power wave immediately passed from all directions.

Han Li was slightly different and looked around.

I saw that the stone steps under my feet and the surrounding ground were densely covered with tiny potholes.

He stared at it for a moment with his spiritual eyes, and found that there were faint silver flashes at the bottom of the potholes, which were actually traces left by the power of the stars bathed in the power of the stars for many years.

On the ground of Juxingtai, there are also engraved patterns of many circles and lines linked together, some of which are very simple in three or five, some are in a dozen or so, with complex shapes, and some are connected to form a " "Well" word...

Han Li walked all the way up, looking at the engraved pictures, and gradually realized that these patterns are all star maps corresponding to the stars in the sky.