Chapter 605

In the world apart, in Shu Village, by the side of Jiyang Creek.

Lin Jue's avatar was still here, face to face with the Purple Emperor.

"Has the Emperor figured it out?"

The Emperor, who was sitting cross-legged and motionless, heard this, opened his eyes, and looked at him very indifferently:

"Since you have asked, what difference does it make whether I have figured it out or not? The Nine Heavens and the human world outside must have changed a lot by now, right?"

For the Purple Emperor, he had only stayed here for dozens of days.

Dozens of days in the eyes of an Emperor seemed like a snap of the fingers, but he also knew clearly that decades had passed in the outside world.

"The changes are great," Lin Jue said. "Emperor Yu Jian has once again started the struggle for the orthodoxy of the Nine Heavens, sending the True Lords and gods under his command to compete with the gods under your command, Emperor. However, there is another Emperor in the Nine Heavens whose cultivation and accumulation of incense are not as good as the two of you, but he is highly respected by the gods. Even the True Lords under your command, Emperor, like him more than the gods of the south. The three parties are arguing fiercely."

"If I were there, how could I let Yu Jian be rampant?"

"If you were there, Emperor, perhaps Emperor Yu Jian would have already won."

"..."

The Daoist flicked his sleeve, and a table, a teapot, and two cups appeared in the pavilion.

"It was really wrong to keep you here for so long, Emperor. You and I will boil a cup of tea, and after we finish drinking it, I will send you out, Emperor."

"Is the struggle of the Nine Heavens about to be decided again?"

"Not yet, but it has nothing to do with you, Emperor."

"..."

The Purple Emperor was silent for a while, then sighed.

"Sigh..."

Lin Jue handed over a cup of tea at the right time:

"Please drink tea, Emperor."

The changes in the human world and the Nine Heavens were naturally more than these.

A restorer appeared in the human dynasty.

Especially in his early years, the four directions were pacified, the country was prosperous and the people were at peace. His strength, combined with the weakness of the Purple Emperor's divine system, seemed to make the human emperor's back straighter when facing the gods of the Nine Heavens—at the very least, the power to confer gods returned to the hands of the human world and the imperial court.

But it is difficult for both humans and gods to be wise all the time.

In his later years, this restorer also became a wicked dragon lurking over the dynasty.

In addition, faith is actually related to interests more essential than money. The struggle for incense and faith is often accompanied by turmoil. Since the Southern divine system began to compete with the original Northern gods again, it inevitably spread the struggle to politics and military affairs. This dynasty, which had existed for two hundred years, was also walking step by step to its end.

Just as Lin Jue guessed—

There were constantly demons and evil Yaoguai taking this opportunity to come out and make trouble. Corresponding to this were the stories of immortals and experts descending to eliminate demons and Yaoguai in the human world.

All three disciples became famous because of this.

Just like Lin Jue and the junior sister in the past, they left behind countless legends of immortals and experts in the world. If someone recorded them, they would surely be a few wonderful stories.

When Lin Jue went down the mountain to play in his spare time, he even heard rumors about Ji Yin and the other disciples of the senior brother.

At the same time, Xu Yi and Pu Mei had better talents, and borrowing the opportunity of such chaotic times, they also attained the truth and the Dao one after another. Lin Jue still ordered them to go to the Nine Heavens to help the Southern Master for a hundred years, which could be considered as continuing to eliminate demons and uphold justice in the human world in another way after becoming immortals.

And the struggle of the Nine Heavens also reached a fierce time.

Huizhou, night.

The mist obscured the pavilions, the moon confused the ferry, and a passenger ship lit with lamps moved slowly along the spring water.

"In this world now, there are more and more Yaoguai and ghosts, fortunately not as rampant as in the stories," a scholar said to his companion. "Some time ago, I met a ghost at night. I saw that his dress, speech, and behavior were all like a scholar, so I discussed poetry with him. I still remember the poem he wrote: 'The autumn tide on the river beats the shore, the lonely boat docks at night near the third watch, the vermilion buildings are covered with weeping willows, where is the flute playing to accompany the bright moon?' But I didn't expect that when we parted at the end, he told me that he was actually a ghost."

"Then that still counts as a good ghost."

"Evil Yaoguai and ghosts are a minority after all, and even if there are any, they have been eliminated by the immortals in the sky and the Wang Zhenren on the ground..."

"That's right!"

While the two were talking, they probably didn't expect that right behind them were two Daoists, a man and a woman, each with a child, and the "Wang Zhenren" they mentioned was standing honestly and respectfully beside them, looking ashamed.

Lin Jue turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Wang Zhenren's reputation is not small."

"Along the way, I have heard eight or ten immortal stories about Wang Zhenren eliminating demons and Yaoguai, haven't I?" The junior sister also said.

When Wang Zhenren heard this, his expression became even more ashamed.

"Master, Junior Uncle, don't laugh at me."

Shame is also reasonable.

His master is a great power who took in four disciples, three of whom have attained the truth and the Dao and have already ascended to heaven to help the Emperor who monitors the heavens and subdues demons. Although they have no official divine position, the people have given them different resounding divine titles. Only he has the worst talent, and I am afraid it will be difficult for him to become an immortal until he dies.

The three scholars in front were still telling strange things.

"That Wang Fan Tian Shi is truly capable. I once heard that ten years ago, he walked to Huizhou and met a young man surnamed Lin. He pinched his fingers and calculated, feeling that this person had a great affinity with him. He also observed his face and felt that his lifespan might be coming to an end. That person begged Wang Fan Tian Shi to extend his life. After entangling for a long time, Wang Fan Tian Shi had no choice but to point out a way for him."

"What way?"

"It is the Flying Mountain in front," a scholar said. "Wang Fan Tian Shi told him to go to Flying Mountain, saying that Flying Mountain has wonders. If he could encounter such wonders and enter the immortal's residence, he should bring a pot of fine wine and a few dishes of delicious food from the mortal world, enter the mountain during the day, and if he saw someone playing chess, he should go and pour wine and offer delicious food for them. If someone asked him, he should just kneel and beg, without speaking."

"This person really went, bringing wine and food every day, waiting at Flying Mountain. I didn't expect that he really entered the immortal realm and really saw people playing chess."

"He followed what Wang Zhenren said, went to pour wine, and offered food."

"The two people were not young. One discovered him but ignored him. One was obsessed with playing chess, completely forgetting himself. Both of them drank when the wine came and ate when the meat came, ignoring him."

"Later, a child brought tea over and saw him here, asking where he came from and why he was here. He followed what Wang Zhenren said, didn't speak, only knelt and kowtowed."

Not only the two companions of the scholar on the ship listened with relish, but the other guests were also fascinated.

Even Lin Jue, the junior sister, Fuyao, and Xiaohua listened carefully.

Only Wang Zhenren sat motionless, his expression stiff.

"And then?"

"It is said that there was an old man with white hair and beard who said that although he came here with impure intentions, being able to enter counts as having affinity, and bringing wine and food counts as being polite. How could I not be human? So he told the child to pick an immortal fruit in the mountain and gift it to him to eat. As a result, after eating it, he has lived until now."

"Tsk tsk! It's truly mysterious and wonderful, making people yearn for it. You say, if we go to Flying Mountain, will we have such good things?"

"Hard to say..."

"I hope I can meet it!"

Lin Jue and the junior sister also turned their heads to look at Wang Zhenren.

When Fuyao and Xiaohua saw this, they also turned their heads, staring at him without blinking with almost the same expression.

"Master, Junior Uncle, that is a descendant of the Lin family in Shu Village. When I met him, I felt that we had affinity, and I really couldn't resist his entanglement, so I combined the Flying Mountain, Yuanqiu Immortal Realm, Yuanqiu Fruit, and the Heavenly Lord playing chess that I heard from you, Master and Junior Uncle, and gave him an idea," Wang Ran said shamefully. "I didn't expect it to be really useful."

"Zhenren is good at calculating," Lin Jue said with a smile.

"Zhenren is good at calculating!" The junior sister also said.

The two little girls beside them looked at each other and followed suit:

"Zhenren is good at calculating!"

"Zhenren is good at calculating!"

This made Wang Zhenren not know what to say.

But the narration of the three people in front had not stopped.

Probably because in this misty and moonlit river water, such stories that are both mysterious and have no Yaoguai harming people are really suitable, the three of them were in high spirits, and the guests and boatmen on the passenger ship also listened with interest, so they continued.

Someone else said that about decades ago, the emperor at that time fell ill and invited a famous doctor who traveled the world to come and treat him, named Zhuang Jinwei.

This famous doctor's method of saving patients was very mysterious, not like the methods of the mortal world, but like the skills of an immortal family. The emperor did not trust him, fearing that he was a swindler in the world, so he wanted to test him. So he killed a goose and buried it in the garden, set up a small house with a seat and a table, put a woman's shoes and clothes on it, and called the divine doctor to see it.

The emperor told him that this was the tomb of a woman who died young, and if he could say what disease the woman in the tomb died of, how old she was when she died, and when she died, he would believe him.

But after the divine doctor saw it, he didn't say a word.

The emperor asked anxiously, and only then did he speak, saying that he did not see a woman by the tomb, only a big goose. His master lived for nearly three hundred years and became an immortal, and he had also met the Taizu of this dynasty, feeling that the Taizu was a hero, and his descendant, the current emperor, should not use jokes to tease him, so he waited and observed here.

When the emperor heard this, he was very ashamed.

"Master, Junior Uncle, that is a disciple taken in by the Senior Uncle, who specializes in medicine," Wang Ran said to the two.

"We remember."

While talking, the passenger ship moved forward, breaking through the mist, and had already arrived at the Flying Mountain ferry.

By this year, although this mountain still occasionally spread strange things, not many people believed in the incredible thing that it flew here from the southwest out of thin air.

The thick fog suddenly blew away, revealing an immortal mountain.

The immortal mountain towered into the clouds, with a ribbon hanging on it, and the moon was behind the mountain, half hidden and half revealed.

Some people on the passenger ship were new here and did not know the specific appearance of Flying Mountain, only marveling that in this Huizhou area, apart from Mount Yishan, there was such a divine mountain. And the few locals and boatmen who saw this scene were so shocked that their oars and luggage fell from their hands.