Chapter 82 Jingye Si

Northern Immortal Territory.

Chen Yun, wearing linen clothes, has been waiting in Shengyun City.

A long time has passed, but he knows that most of his news has been sent through the ancient palace of the Immortal Lord, but the news of Yu Chenbing and others is still on the way even if it is sent.

The Immortal Realm is too big, and the boundary wall between the Immortal Realm and the Lower Realm is difficult to penetrate. Even with a force as powerful as theirs, the process of transmitting messages between the Immortal Realm and the Lower Realm is extremely complicated.

"Um?"

But today, he finally waited until the crystal ball lit up!

In the crystal ball, a golden message flew directly into his mind.

Chen Yun closed his eyes and opened them a moment later.

"He is actually the demon cultivator from Shengyun City who escaped to the lower realm back then!"

He murmured, sneered, and said: "This can be regarded as a great gift to the Tianhun Sect of Shengyun City!"

Immediately, he entered the city again.

This time, he pretended to be an ordinary cultivator and went directly to a branch of Tianhun Sect.

"The demon cultivator Ming Tianbei who stole the Heavenly Soul Sect's Heavenly Soul Pearl three hundred years ago is now hiding in the southern region of Xuantian Realm!"

He sent a message and then quietly left.

The cultivators of the Tianhun Sect branch were all shocked when they received the news.

Almost everyone knows what happened three hundred years ago.

No one has forgotten that the demon cultivator Ming Tianbei is still on their bounty list!

Therefore, the sub-rudder quickly spread the news to Tianhun Sect!

Tianhun Sect is located in the center of Shengyun City.

now.

In the main hall of Tianhun Sect, an old man wearing a gray robe walked quickly. The old man saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the main hall!

The old man's hair was more than ten meters long, extending along the floor and still growing!

The old man seemed to be all skin and bones, but his forehead bones were filled with divine light!

"Sect Master, just now, a branch in the city received news that the demon cultivator Ming Tianbei who stole the Heavenly Soul Pearl is now hiding in the southern region of Xuantian Realm!"

The old man sitting cross-legged in the main hall with his eyes closed and meditating did not open his eyes, but the tips of his hair moved slightly!

"Is the news accurate?"

An old and hoarse voice came from the hall.

The gray-robed old man said: "Master Qi, I don't know for the time being, but I think this may not be groundless..."

"Send someone down to find out the truth, and then make a decision!"

The voices in the hall continued to sound.

The old man in gray robe nodded and said, "I'll send someone immediately!"

He then turned and left.

Not long after, the gray-robed old man summoned the elders of Tianhun Sect.

He informed the elders of the news.

"What? Hiding in Xuantian Realm?"

"I remember that the person in Xuantian Realm is only at the level of Xuantian. I didn't expect him to be hiding somewhere..."

"We should go down to the next world immediately. Our sect's treasure has been missing for three hundred years, and it has had a negative impact on the cultivation of the strong men of the sect..."

Many elders opened their mouths!

The old man in gray robe said: "The sect leader has already ordered us to send someone down first to verify the situation before proceeding!"

"After all, if you send too many strong men down to the lower realm before confirming whether the matter is true or not, the price will be too high!"

Everyone nodded.

"I will send my personal disciple Xia Tong. His cultivation level happens to be still in the immortal realm... The backlash from the lower realm is not big!"

…

at the same time.

Southern Immortal Domain.

For the entire Immortal Territory, the Southern Immortal Territory is like a barrier.

The Southern Immortal Territory is adjacent to the Forbidden Sea, and on the other side of the Forbidden Sea, everyone knows that it is the Demonic Territory.

If a strong man in the Demon Realm wants to enter the Xuantian Realm, he must first enter the Southern Immortal Realm!

The Southern Immortal Territory has been at war for nearly three thousand years!

The war between immortals and demons, even if it is just a local war, can often last for hundreds of years. It is too common.

Three thousand years of conquest have plunged most of the Southern Territory into a quagmire of war.

Ever since the terrifying beings of several demon clans took action in the Forbidden Sea, the Southern Territory, which lacked top-notch combat power, was in danger, and its territory continued to fall!

But the other four major immortal regions are indifferent to the survival of the Southern Region.

Ever since a generation of demon kings emerged from the taboo land of the "Sea of the Dead" a hundred years ago and returned with force, his demon soldiers have spread all over the southern border of the Fairyland.

In a decisive battle a few months ago, the Southern Immortal Territory was almost defeated.

However, a sword that was as bright as the past came from nowhere and killed countless demon generals!

According to statistics, under that sword, there were even Da Luo Jinxian casualties among the demons!

Countless Taiyi Golden Immortals, Tianxian, etc. died.

There are even legends that in the end, the terrifying demon king in the forbidden sea had to fight against that sword himself!

Because of that sword, all the demon soldiers all over the Southern Immortal Territory retreated!

This is the biggest event that has happened in the entire fairyland in recent times!

At this moment, on an ancient city.

A group of immortal generals, the immortal soldiers and armors on their bodies have been stained with countless demon blood.

"The demon soldiers have really retreated."

Among them, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face looked at the vast and empty battlefield of immortals and demons in front of him, and murmured. He was holding a big halberd in his hand, and his aura was very scary!

"It's because of that sword!"

"Yes, that sword originated from the Immortal King of the Southern Region - the Wuji Immortal King!"

"Now we can't be sure that it was the Immortal King Wuji who did it..."

The other immortal generals spoke one after another.

The middle-aged man holding a big halberd glanced at the eighteen people in front of him one by one and said: "Only those at the level of the Immortal Lord can have such terrifying swordsmanship!"

"Maybe it's really the Wuji Immortal King, maybe it's not, but no matter what, it at least shows that the other party is willing to help the Southern Immortal Territory!"

"I order you to turn around from the front line and search for the source of that sword!"

"Our Southern Immortal Territory... must have an Immortal Lord to maintain peace in the Southern Territory!"

The middle-aged man carrying a spurge spoke with heavy words!

In front of him, eighteen iron-blooded immortal generals were all nodding their heads solemnly at this moment!

"If we can't find this existence, we will never come back!"

They roared in unison!

…

Xuantian Realm.

Southern Territory.

In a small mountain village.

There was peace in the small courtyard. The small courtyard, which was originally a little lonely, became full of vitality because of the arrival of these disciples.

Lu Rang was plowing the fields, sweating profusely.

Long Zixuan was watching the fish, as if they were petrified.

Qingchen is sweeping the floor, meticulous.

Dugu Yuqing is practicing calligraphy, concentrating on it.

The south wind is playing the piano, light and distant.

Zi Ling is painting without taking her eyes off.

Li Fan is drinking tea, very comfortable.

"Xin Ning, you are only eight years old. At this age, you cannot neglect your studies. However, in this small mountain village, there is no one else to teach you, so I will teach you to read, how about it?"

Li Fan took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

We can't just delay such a child.

Hearing this, Xin Ning nodded and said, "Thank you, big brother!"

Li Fan then opened his mouth and said, "Okay, I'll teach you poetry first."

He stood up and walked to Dugu Yuqing, who immediately stepped aside.

Seeing that Li Fan was about to write something, all the disciples immediately gathered around him.

Every time Li Fan uses his Dao, it is an impact to them, which can rapidly improve their understanding of their own Dao!

Li Fan picked up the pen, and the tip of the pen, filled with ink, landed on the rice paper!

Just like a silver-hook iron painting, completed in one go!

In an instant, everyone felt that the world was in turmoil, as if the long river of time was flowing, as if the world of mortals was changing!

When Li Fan put down his pen, a poem appeared on the rice paper:

Jingye Si

There was bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was probably due to frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw this poem.

"Just by looking at it, I felt as if an immortal being was sitting and watching the passage of time, humming and feeling sentimental..."

Long Zixuan murmured.

"Such a strong sword intention... It is different from the previous Kaitian sword. In this sword intention, there is a lonely and sentimental meaning, like a river flowing endlessly, which makes people feel the same... Master is telling me that the sword does not exist. Is there still true love that goes deep into one’s bones despite the indomitable determination?”

Dugu Yuqing is thoughtful!

"Wow, this poem is so beautiful. It is so beautiful when I read it. Moreover, I vaguely feel that there is a painting in it. The painting is integrated into the poem... Master is so talented, so talented! Ahhh ah!"

Zi Ling's face was flushed, as if she had discovered another avenue for painting!

When she looked at Li Fan, her eyes were filled with light like stars!

"Master, what kind of experience did he have? Is there any deep pain hidden behind his free and easy attitude? Is there an unspeakable sadness hidden under his strength?"

Nanfeng murmured, and from this poem, she felt a deep sadness... When she looked at Li Fan, for the first time, there was an emotion other than admiration in her eyes.

Even Xin Ning’s eyes are wide open at this moment!

What's this?

These are just a few words, this is clearly a kind of supreme immortality!

She was shocked. If this calligraphy appeared in the fairy realm or even the demon realm, would it cause a war between the immortals and the demons?

If I, who was once at the peak of the Demon King, could obtain such a piece of calligraphy, I might have a greater chance of breaking into the realm of the Immortal King...

However, this "big brother" wrote it so casually, and he was not afraid of others reading it at all!

Li Fan, however, was oblivious. He picked up the calligraphy work he had written, looked at Xin Ning and said, "Can you recognize the calligraphy?"

Hearing this, Xin Ning shook her head blankly.

She is a demon king and has grown up in the demon realm. She has rarely set foot in the fairy realm in her life. How can she recognize the words here?

Moreover, as a cultivator, after reaching a certain level, countless languages can be understood with just a sweep of spiritual thoughts, without learning at all.

When Li Fan saw this, he felt lucky. Fortunately, he was a responsible person. Otherwise, wouldn't it have delayed the best time for children to learn?

"Come, let me teach you how to read."

Li Fan hung up the poem, took a pointer, pointed at the poem, and read:

"The moonlight shines before the bed,"

Xinning immediately sat down obediently, like a good girl, and read: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed."

Li Fan said: "I suspect it's frost on the ground."

Xin Ning followed: "I suspect it's frost on the ground..."

…

In the small courtyard, there was suddenly the sound of childish reading.

…

time flies.

Since the death of the two true immortals who broke into the Southern Territory, the entire Xuantian Realm has been calmed down for the first time.

A month flew by.