Chapter 555: A Cycle of Sixty Years

"Why did it seem like there was thunder in the second half of the night last night?"

"Was it thunder? I thought someone was setting off fireworks in the second half of the night! The sound and commotion were really big. If I weren't too sleepy, I would have really wanted to climb up and watch!"

"It must be fireworks, right? Where would there be thunder in the middle of winter?"

A group of Daoists walked out of the alley, and several women were discussing beside them.

Walking to the street, several vendors also gathered together to discuss:

"They say the gods and emperors in the sky were removing filth on New Year's Eve. Recently, we have had more dirty things than in previous years! This will make the coming year much cleaner!"

"Me too last night, heard thunder, thought it was fireworks, was just about to get up to watch, and heard a voice calling for Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother to have mercy. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was wrong, and immediately lay back down!"

"Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother? Which Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother?"

"Which other Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother? Look at the Dingfeng Temple in the city, how many Yuezhao Yuanjun Mothers are there?"

"Did you see it?"

"I just didn't see it!"

"Why didn't you go to see it? With gods around, what are you afraid of? Maybe you can get blessings!"

"Can gods be seen by mortals casually? Haven't you heard the story of someone seeing a true dragon in the north? One look and their eyes went blind! If I saw the true body of Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother, my thin body couldn't bear it. Even if I didn't go blind, I guess I would lose a few years of life!"

A group of Daoists walked past them.

The Daoists looked at them with amusement, and they also looked at the Daoists strangely, watching them leave.

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze and looked at the Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother beside him.

Yuezhao Yuanjun Mother looked straight ahead indifferently.

Even when walking ahead, the pedestrians on the roadside and the tea drinkers in the teahouse were still talking about this.

After all, thunder in winter is not common, and both yesterday and today were sunny days, which is even stranger. Descending such a big thunder is something Yangzhou has never had before.

The younger disciples were all listening with relish, with happy faces, wishing they could lean over to listen.

Who doesn't like to listen to people talk and brag about themselves?

Although the events of last night were not done by their own hands, they were personal witnesses, and what their master and junior uncle did could be considered related to them, and adding a little odd job, it could be said to be them.

Lin Jue had heard too much.

"Second Third Third Shixiong refined a Golden Core, that should have fulfilled a wish, right?" he said to Second Third Third Shixiong beside him while walking.

"Not really. This Golden Core has already fallen into the mortal world," Second Third Third Shixiong was more stable, like an old Daoist. "Besides, this Golden Core was all done by Junior Third Shixiong. My true wish is not here, but to find a pill-cauldron Dao that belongs to me and refine a Golden Core of my own."

"Third Third Shixiong's ambition is higher than many Daoist friends who live in the deep mountains and are orthodox pill-cauldron sects."

"Just a wish, probably can't be completed, it should be set higher to be interesting."

"Then Third Third Shixiong refined this Four Directions Five Elements Golden Core, did you have any realization?"

"Just a little bit. Compared to the Golden Core Dao, compared to the sages who created the Golden Core in ancient times, it is almost negligible." Second Third Third Shixiong sighed.

"No matter, Third Third Shixiong has already achieved the Truth and attained the Dao. In the future, there will be plenty of time to study." Lin Jue said, pausing. "By the way, the Shenhua Resurrection Golden Core I gave you before, how is your research?"

"No matter. Since you have already attained the Dao and become a True Being, you will have plenty of time to study it in the future," Lin Jue said, then paused. "By the way, how is your research going on the Divine Flower Soul-Returning Jin Dan I gave you earlier?"

"So that's it..."

Lin Jue nodded, somewhat disappointed.

After so many years, he still remembered the promise he made to Celestial Master Fan back then.

A group of Daoists slowly walked out of the city.

"Fellow Daoist, just send us here. Many thanks to you and Emperor Yu Jian for your care over the years."

On the mountain road, there was no one before or after. The two sides said goodbye simply. Jiang Zhaoren just nodded, and her figure had already disappeared. The many Daoists were divided into two sides, a dark cloud flickering with lightning, and an auspicious cloud revealing five-colored light, carrying them into the sky.

First return to Mount Yi, then return to Mount Feng.

The Yuanqiu Ji Xianren Tree on the top of the mountain had grown to the height of a person, but without immortals to take care of it, and without immortal energy to nourish it, even with the careful care of Lord Wan and others, they showed no signs of blooming or bearing fruit.

The original pill fruit on the mountain also stagnated.

It was not until the immortals returned and the immortal energy rose again that the pill fruit trees and Yuanqiu trees on the mountain showed different vitality.

At this time, the Emperor of the mortal world had been on the throne for many years, and the princes and princesses had gradually grown from teenagers to adults, and then to middle-aged people.

And those who followed him to fight for the world, gave birth to children for him, and dared to argue with him, the Emperor, in the court and even secretly fight with him, were already very old and began to wither one after another.

This Emperor was incomparably confident, feeling that no one could shake his position. Coupled with eating immortal fruits, his lifespan was also long. Therefore, the founding heroes of this dynasty, whether they were strategists or generals, became the founding heroes who were rarely able to end well in history.

The Emperor began to feel lonely and desolate.

The Crown Prince began to be anxious.

Compared to the illusionary realm, the Emperor had a bit more patience, not only letting him supervise the country but also telling him:

"Don't be anxious. When the time comes, True Person Lin will step on auspicious clouds to pick me up. I will go to be carefree and won't delay you from being the Emperor."

This matter spread throughout the entire court.

And spread from the court to half of the capital.

The Emperor guessed it was the Crown Prince's doing, but just smiled. When the old friend who would never grow old came to visit, he took it as a joke and told it to his old friend.

"The fathers and sons of this world, why can't they be like when they were young forever?"

This was the Emperor's frequent sigh.

When the Emperor came to Mount Feng to play next time, the pill fruit trees and Yuanqiu trees on the mountain happened to be in bloom.

The flowers of the pill fruit tree were bright yellow, and the Yuanqiu tree was light pink and close to white, hanging all over the branches. It happened to be the season when the spring breeze blew across the earth, mixed with all kinds of flowers on the mountain, which was quite pleasing.

The famous True Person Lin in the mortal world at this time was like an ordinary old farmer, and also very much like his First Third Third Shixiong. The only thing that was unusual was that he was holding a water bottle whose water seemed to never run out, while taking care of the trees he planted, while advising him that opening the border also needs to be measured, and the world also needs to rest and recuperate.

Almost at this time—

In Heng Village, Huizhou, a teenager had just finished listening to the old man tell stories of immortal magic at the entrance of the village, feeling strange and obsessed. Suddenly, he remembered the stories of his ancestors and immortals that his elders had told him. After searching through his home, he actually found a talisman paper in an exquisite wooden box hidden at the bottom of the wardrobe.

The teenager placed the talisman paper on a candle and lit it.

Looking at the talisman paper carefully, nothing happened.

"There's nothing..."

The teenager whispered, thinking it was a lie, but immediately a voice sounded behind him:

"My name is Chen Niu!"

The teenager was startled and turned to look.

He saw a small brown-clothed ghost floating in the air, looking like four or five years old, fair and tender, wearing brown small clothes, wearing a brown round-topped hat, with a small ball on the hat, also brown, and a blush-like redness on both sides of his face, but he was staring at him with a serious face.

The teenager was both excited and afraid: "Can you... can you take me to find the immortal? The legendary True Person Lin!"

The little ghost stared at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly reached out and pointed at the door:

"Walk this way!"

It was a long journey.

I don't know how many wind, frost, rain, and snow, thieves, and demons and ghosts there were on the way. After dangers and interesting stories, when he arrived at Mount Feng, it was already a year later. When he looked up, those layers of deep mountains were like endless barriers, which no one could cross. If it were the him a year ago, he would definitely be in awe, but now, he was very determined in his heart.

Unknowingly, the small tree Xu Yi planted in the mountain had grown into a big tree, and the flowers were no longer blooming beside him, but on his head. For some varieties, it could be considered an old tree.

The Wang family teenager also discovered when he walked to the deep mountains that there was such a peach blossom source in this mountain.

All kinds of mountain flowers, some pink, some red, some yellow, some white, some light purple, some light blue, mostly blooming without leaves, decorating the entire mountain forest lushly and scattered, spectacular and shocking.

The teenager couldn't help but be a bit stunned.

"Walk this way!"

The little ghost reached out and pointed in a direction.

That was the bushes and thorns in the deep mountains, the thick mountain fog.

Whoosh! Suddenly a wind blew, the mountain fog was blown away, the bushes and thorns that were faintly visible just now disappeared, revealing a road.

That was an ancient road covered with moss and fallen flower petals, with few human traces. Both sides of the road were full of all kinds of fruit trees and mountain flowers. The fallen flower petals almost completely covered it. The pink or red big trees and mountain flowers on both sides stood in the wind, and the flower petals were still falling like rain. A little ghost floated to that side, pointing to the depths of the ancient road for him.

This scene was very much like the immortal stories he had heard.

It was just that there were many kinds of immortal stories he had heard. Some could really meet immortals, while others were just tricks of demons to tease or harm people.

The teenager hesitated for a short time, picked up a stick, and stepped onto the ancient road, walking forward while murmuring:

"Don't know who built this road...

"Who planted these trees??"

The ancient road with mountain flowers, which had no human traces for a long time, finally welcomed a teenager seeking immortals from his hometown and descendants of old friends, and a little ghost leading the way.

This scene was quite strange.

"Walk this way!"

The teenager looked back frequently, and the man and the ghost walked farther and farther, deeper and deeper. Suddenly a wind blew, the mountain fog filled the air, and this ancient road with blooming mountain flowers could no longer be seen.

At this time, it had been exactly sixty years since the founding of the current dynasty.

Just like in the illusionary realm, after First Third Third Shixiong and Second Third Third Shixiong refined pills and achieved the Truth and attained the Dao, for a long time, the several senior brothers of Fuqiu Temple did not achieve the Truth and attain the Dao.

If there were no Great Yin-Yang Method, and no Yuanqiu fruit of Lin Jue, at this time, some senior brothers should have started to run out of oil and lamp. ===== CHAPTER 556 =====

At this time, it had been exactly sixty years since the founding of the current dynasty.

Just as in the illusion, ever since the First Third Third Shixiong and Second Third Third Shixiong had refined pills and attained the Dao, for a very long time, none of the other senior brothers at Fuqiu Temple had attained the Dao.

If not for the Great Yin-Yang Method and Lin Jue's Yuanqiu Fruit, by this time, some of the senior brothers would have already begun to reach the end of their lives.