Chong zi - Chapter 7 : World Travel

Seven years have passed since the disaster. Seven years is enough time for the earth to revive, the clouds and fog disperse, the sun and moon shine, the mountains and rivers are clear, and there is no sign of decay. Town halls crowing and barking, people in the street, neat houses on both sides of the street. During the day, the smoke from cooking was everywhere, and the blacksmith's shop was still making clanking sounds. Some golden brown cookies are baking on the stove in the scone shop. Some golden yellow cakes were baked on the stove in the cake shop, they smelled good. Fireworks atmosphere.

However, the number of beggars on the street doesn't seem to have decreased compared to the past. Few things are scarier than a demonic invasion.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the shop, holding half of the leftover cake in his hand, which he wanted to throw at the yellow dog guarding the door as a gift, but suddenly a dirty little beggar by the wall rushed over first. He picked up a cake from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth with all his might. It could be seen that he was very hungry.

A fat man scolded and rushed out of the shop, raised his foot and kicked the little beggar. It seems he is the owner of the bakery.

Of course he didn't kick.

When there was a well-dressed little girl standing in front of him, no one could kick him, so he didn't have the chance to feel the pain he deserved.

She was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with two big eyes embedded in a melon seed small face, wearing pure white clothes, holding a fresh green willow branch in her slender hands, looking beautiful and extremely lovable.

Of course, such a well-behaved little girl couldn't be compared to a little beggar. The shop owner immediately retracted his leg and turned his face into a smile, "Daughter, do you want to buy two cakes to eat?"

The girl didn't answer, she just looked at the little girl on the ground. The beggar gradually had a sad expression in his big eyes, and then turned to look at the man in white not far behind him.

How could business people fail to see the information contained in this movement? This is definitely a sign that the child cannot be his master. The shop owner immediately followed his gaze and opened his mouth.

How can it be human? It's clearly a fairy!

After knowing the identity of the person who came, the shop owner immediately took out two cakes from the shop and provoked words, "The fairy child came with the fairy, right? I know you don't need to eat, but you can buy two cakes to eat. It tastes, very fragrant!"

For a beggar, such a cake was already a rare delicacy. The little girl hesitated for a while, and she ran back to the immortal in the distance to talk for a while, and quickly came over with two coins, "Buy two cakes."

The shop owner happily took the money and gave him two cakes.

Unexpectedly, the little girl took the cake and didn't eat it, but squatted down and put the cake in the little beggar's hand, "I'll give it to you."

The little beggar looked like he had just met a fairy and his eyes were full of shock and confusion, exactly the same as he had at that time.

The little girl stood up and went to pull the elf in white and left happily.

The bakery owner saw the big back and the little one leaving, full of doubts, but he didn't notice that the willow branch in the little girl's hand had lost two leaves.

"Master said that we can't deceive people. How can teacher deceive him by turning leaves into money?"

"This person is rich and not kind, so it's fine to teach him a lesson."

Chongzi was overjoyed to be able to save people like his immortal brother who had once helped him, "Yes, if he dares to bully people, we will use counterfeit money to teach him a lesson!"

He didn't know how many beggars there were in the world and how to save them. But as a person from the fairy sect, don't you know that life and death are reincarnation? The rich and the poor have their own destiny. That's not their problem alone. He didn't need to intervene. He only saw how happy things he was doing, so he let it go.

Luo Yinfan patted the little disciple's head, feeling pity

Luo Yinfan patted the little disciple's head, feeling pity.

Had his disciple ever lived like this before? At a young age, he was bullied and discriminated against, but he still hasn't lost his kindness. Can a child like this really become a demon?

Luckily… luckily, this kid has it now so who would dare to bully his disciple?

The long sword flew out of the scabbard, and the brilliance flashed like a wave of water. Venerable Chonghua Luo Yinfan is currently with a wave chasing sword, sweeping through the six realms. There is no equal.

Wave after wave swirled in the air, slowly landed, and faced him. The big hand held the small hand. The teacher and his students step on their swords steadily. The sword lifted up and carried the person and glided across the sky, like a meteor from the sky, and disappeared into the clouds in an instant.

***

Not far from the corner, a black arm waved, and then was out of sight.

There were more than a dozen new graves, and the lights were lit in front of the graves. How could so many people die suddenly in a small village? A black dog wandered between the burial mounds, and there was a faint blue-black air lingering above the mass grave mounds.

Still walking with swords, the teacher and disciple rushed on their way in a hurry. The city they saw became livelier and more densely populated than in previous years. Luo Yinfan introduced knowledge to Chongzi and taught him orally.

"Chong'er, have you seen it? The world is peaceful and the Six Realms is orderly. This is what our Immortal Sect's disciples guard."

"What are the Six Realms?"

"The Six Realms refers to the human world, the underworld, the fairy realm, the demon realm, the divine realm, and the demon realm. The divine realm was destroyed 30,000 years ago, and there are actually only five realms left in the Six Realms."

"I know the Demon Realm."　

“The Demon Realm is also one of the Six Realms, but they are determined to subvert the six realms, try to disrupt order, and make the human world as chaotic as the devil world to turn it into a demon world. They have invaded Nanhua many times and want to enter Tongtianmen and destroy Six Realms Monument."

"What is the Six Realms Monument?"　

"When the Six Realms Monument exists, the world will be peaceful and the Six Realms will be in order. As soon as the Six Realms Monument falls, the world will be chaotic again, day and night, spring and autumn will be reversed, and the devil will enter and the Six Realms will become the demon world ."

"With the teacher here, they wouldn't dare!"

"Of course teacher will try his best, but you must also remember that before the God Realm reappears, it is the responsibility of our Immortal Sect's disciples to guard the Six Realms Monument and protect the common people. It must not be forgotten at any point in time."

"Chong'er remembers." 

The two of them, the teacher and the disciple looked and talked the whole way. At dusk Luo Yinfan landed in a remote town with his sword and planned to find an inn for the night's rest, and then travel the next day.

It wasn't dark yet but every house on either side of the street was sealed off.

Chongzi said strangely: "People here sleep very early."

Luo Yinfan knew something was wrong, so he didn't say much, and pulled her forward to knock on the door.

After a long time, the door of the inn was left open, and an eye appeared within, "Who is it?"

Luo Yinfan said, "My disciple and I are from Nanhua. We passed by this place and wanted to stay at an inn."

Hearing Nanhua's words, the door opened with a squeak, and a thin shopkeeper stood inside, shouting behind him in surprise, “Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it is an immortal. An immortal from Nanhua Mountain!”

A few men had originally hid inside, but when they heard the words, they rushed out to greet them.

"Immortal from Nanhua has a sword. That's right."

"It's great to have an immortal here. Everyone can sleep well tonight."

“Go and tidy up the rooms for immortal masters and immortal disciples!”

Luo Yinfan said, "What happened outside?"

The shopkeeper complained, "Immortal master doesn't know? There was a monster in our town the day before yesterday, and a dozen people have died. Immortal master have mercy, save us people."

Luo Yinfan frowned slightly.

Even though the Wan Jie Demon Palace had been destroyed but in recent years, the Jiuyou Demon Palace had appeared secretly. The group of demons had found a place to live, and they gradually started to come out and riot. Even though there were immortal disciples guarding the city, but remote places like this were bound to suffer from it.

***

In the middle of the night, over the mass grave, the crescent moon crouches in the east and looks mocking.

There were tombs everywhere, broken lamps and inscriptions, and some trees grew sparse, small and short, with bare branches, and the shadows of the trees were uneven like ghost claws.

In a corner, in the open space between the two lonely tombs, a man who looked like Zhuang Ding [1] lay upright. He was already in a coma and unconscious, his image was faint, almost transparent, like smoke lying beside him. Like the legendary blood-sucking ghost, vitality is constantly pouring out of the mouth and nose, and it is being inhaled by the shadows.

[1] Zhuang Ding (庄丁)  : Heavenly official

The image became more and more real, and the man became more and more lifeless.

"So you did the trick, Wind Demon?" faint sound.

The shadow turned around in surprise.

The person who had just arrived stood still in midair, with the cold moon hanging high behind him, as if he had come from the middle of the moon. The plain white clothes rippled in the wind, floating in the air, the cold light of the long sword flashed on the soles of the feet, like rippling water, her elegance, ordinary words are hard to compare.

He opened his mouth slowly, and his voice was ethereal, "Taking people's vitality and endangering people's lives, the crime must be punished."

As soon as the word “punished” fell, that person had turned his back, and at the same time, a long sword appeared from the sole of his feet, piercing through the clouds. In the twinkling of an eye, the sword fell directly from the cloud, with dazzling brilliance, the momentum was like the stars falling from the nine heavens, and the radius was dozens of feet, as if it was daytime.

In the dazzling sword light, there is only one back.

The Wind Demon was dumbfounded, “Fallen Star Slayer!”

Falling Star Slayer, Falling Star Selecting Sword, is just an ordinary killing move of the Nanhua faction, but only one person can reach this point. It was Luo Yinfan's most famous killer move, it only took one move to deal with it. with normal monsters.

Everything has been enveloped in sword light, unable to dodge.

Only ordinary Xianzhongmen [2] come here. He never imagined that it was Luo Yinfan. Only then did the Wind Demon realize how much trouble he had caused. He had heard of Chonghua Luo Yinfan for a long time. It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that he knew how high his spell was. What was even more unexpected was that Luo Yinfan, who was famous in the Six Realms, would become such a character.

[2] Xianzhongmen (仙中门) : Guardian of the Gates of the Heavenly Palace

The Wind Demon was about to flee in a hurry, but in the current situation, there was no way to leave except to wait for death. Just when he was desperate, the situation suddenly changed.

"Luo Yinfan, don't. Stop!" he sneered.

"You two?" Luo Yinfan drew his sword.

But another wind demon floated up, holding a white shadow in his hand. "Your disciple is in our hands. Don't you care about his life?"

Luo Yinfan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party had noticed Chongzi and went to the inn to kidnap someone, "Chong'er?"

When Chongzi woke up in the middle of the night, he found that there was a demon in the room. He was caught by him for threatening his teacher. Chongzi was very distraught and didn't say a word.

The Wind Demon thought it would be impossible to escape this calamity today, but who would have expected that things would turn around. Wind Demon saw that he had a hostage so he felt lucky and happy. His partner returned next to the other Wind Demon and the two looked at each other and had the same idea. If they did properly and brought this girl back to the Wind Demon King, then this girl could be used as a lever to blackmail him in the future. This is a great achievement.

The more they thought about it, the prouder they became of him. The two demons jumped up, rushed into the clouds together, and ran to the old lair.

With the speed of the wind, how could he catch up? In the blink of an eye they had fled several miles, and there was no movement behind them. But they saw that the road ahead was covered in clouds, boundless, and the cold moonlight scattered across the sea of ​​clouds.

Someone slowly rose from the sea of ​​clouds.

Just like the sea ****, the white clothes are noble and solemn, and there is absolutely no cold atmosphere, which makes people respect and can't help but want to kneel down and worship.

The two demons were shocked and hurriedly stopped.

The other party rushed forward so quickly, and the Wind Demon who had kidnapped Chongzi was the first to come to his senses, “Your Highness Chonghua truly deserves his reputation.”

Luo Yinfan said, "Let him go!"

It is impossible to avoid this decision. The Wind Demon took the hostage in his arms and immediately grabbed the back of Chongzi's head. "There are such cheap things in the world! Luo Yinfan, I can't believe that you don't even care about your disciple's life. If you try to force it, don't blame me for destroying his soul!"

Luo Yinfan stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Really?"

No tension, no pride, just pity and helplessness.

A wave suddenly rushed into the sky, piercing the sky, like lightning in the clouds, instantly turning into thousands of swords, and it was impossible to tell which sword was real.

He originally wanted to use Chongzi to threaten him, but he didn't care about his disciple's life and death. He insisted on attacking and sword pointed at them. He was ready to die today and the Wind Demon's evil thoughts suddenly increased. He raised his hand and lifted the back of Chongzi's head, then sneered, “Alright. Good Luo Yinfan! You're as ruthless as the legend says. You won't let us live. Even if we die, I'll invite you to be buried with you. Before he

could finish his words, his voice suddenly turned desperate. 

"You...what's wrong?! You..." There was no pride in his voice, only horror and despair.

Chongzi's whole body actually emitted a soft white light, as if wearing invisible clothes, reflecting back all the magic power, and at the same time, the small body floated.

How could Luo Yinfan's disciple fall into the hands of others so easily? In order to prevent any mishaps, he had protected her with magic beforehand. If the Wind Demon had killing intent, it was self-serving in the end.

The Wind Demon's soul dispersed, and the Wind Demon's body would gradually become transparent, as light as

another Wind Demon's faint smoke, not moving, watching the sword net cover fall and stiffen.

As soon as the sword came out, Luo Yinfan picked up Chongzi who was flying back towards him, landed quietly, pulled him away slowly, and never looked back again.

"Chong'er, are you scared?"

"Not afraid."

Just now Chongzi was caught by the Wind Demon and he wasn't afraid because he knew that his teacher would definitely save him.

"Aren't you afraid that the teacher will kill you?"

"They are demons, not humans. Master would not harm people. They must have done bad things."

"There are some things in this world that don't depend on whether you want to do it or not. The Wind Demon uses humans to cultivate. The people in that city are all their victims. If we don't do this, they will kill even more people."

"Master doesn't want to kill them, but in order to save people, they must be killed."

"Right."

Chongzi held her hand tightly and couldn't help but look back.

Luo Yinfan immediately raised his other hand, covered his eyes lightly, shook his head and said, “Don't look at it, Chong'er. they were themselves, and now they must be executed. But whether that's right or wrong, killing is not a good thing, as a teacher, you must always remind yourself that it is best not to do it until you are forced to. Do you understand?"

Master doesn't like killing people even if they are demons. Chongzi naturally respected more, and actually turned his face away and didn't look at him anymore, "Chong'er understands."

A cold light flashed above his head, but he was countering wave after wave.

This slash must have completely dispersed the demons, but the stability of the six realms should not have been achieved through killing.

Luo Yinfan watched the waves for a long time, and finally let him shroud.

Those delicate little hands held onto him tightly at this moment, afraid to let go.

Luo Yinfan has destroyed countless demons in his life, and now Chongzi has it in his heart. He had to admit that he was worried. Worried that if one day his uncle and brothers said that something unexpected happened, how would he deal with it? He was his first and perhaps only student, the most obedient and wisest of children. In order to save her, the only way was to cultivate the Heart Mirror Technique as soon as possible.

"Go back to the inn to sleep, and we'll be leaving at dawn."

"Okay."

The teacher and disciple gradually drifted away and disappeared into the moonlight.

After the demon was dispelled, the blue and black air in the air gradually faded, and the mass graves returned to silence, becoming more and more dead, and the moonlight on the ground seemed to grow paler.

The place where the two Wind Demons disappeared, there was a black figure standing in the grave next to it!

A slender figure, he didn't know when it appeared. A long black robe hung over the tomb, seemingly almost enveloping him inside. Somehow looks like a very evil devil.

The first thing that caught his attention were his hands.

The left hand gently tugged on the robe and the right placket, and the four slender fingers were exposed, pale, slightly stiff, and lifeless, unlike the hands of a living person, and there was a huge purple water essence ring on the ring finger. Purple with black, faint, mysterious shine and beautifully glistens under the moon.

The black cloak was attached to the hat, and the brim was pressed very low, and the shadow cast by the moonlight only covered most of the face, only revealing a slightly pointed, graceful chin, and thin, elegant lips.

Suddenly, half of the corners of the lips twitched.

***

Qinghua Mountain is not inferior to Nanhua Mountain, surrounded by auspicious clouds and surrounded by purple air, several green peaks are born in the clouds, hanging in the sky of the East China Sea, overlooking the sea of ​​​​clouds, the sun is red, and bathed in the sea breeze, majestic and luxurious.

On weekdays, the human naked eye can't see the immortal mountain, but palace owner Zhuo Yao's immortal birthday is approaching, so this month the palace gates opened to welcome guests from all over the world. Just as the Nanhua faction chose the day to open the immortal gate and gather disciples. In the same way, Luo Yinfan came with Chongzi, just in time for the busiest time. There was an endless stream of celestial beings arriving by sword, arriving through the clouds, and mortal guests arriving by boat.

Along the way, Chongzi had heard his teacher say that the Immortal Sect was divided into two sects. One is the Immortal Sword Sect, the other is the Immortal Curse Sect. The Maoshan Sect of Changsheng Palace is the Immortal Curse Sect, Qinghua Palace, Nanhua Sect and Kunlun Sect are the Xianmen Immortal Sword Sect. Their friendship naturally runs deeper. This time Immortal Master Zhuo Yao, lord of Qinghua Palace, was presented with an extremely precious Nine Revolving Golden Pill by School Head Yu as a happy birthday.

The two masters and disciples drove their swords into the sea. Zhuo Yao had heard the news, and personally brought his disciples to wait outside the palace gates to greet him.

The voice of “Your Highness Chonghua is here” attracted all the immortals and humans to turn their faces to the same side.

In the gentle breeze, his master and disciple flew towards him wave after wave.

The man on the sword stood peacefully and his expression was indifferent but not cold. His demeanor was indescribable. The little girl following him was full of aura, with a pale face and big eyes that were clearer than the Wave Chasing Sword. An adult and a child, holding hands, both dressed in white seemed to have stepped out of a painting.

The ocean was thousands of miles beneath his feet, his clothes were blown by the wind, and the red sun sprayed the clouds behind him.

Knowing the identity of the person who came, everyone looked at it in confusion, and their faces couldn't help but show respect.

After steadily escorting the two to the palace gate, Luo Yinfan walked in with Chongzi, drew his sword and scabbard, climbed up to congratulate, “Chonghua has been ordered to represent School Head Yu, and brought my disciple Chongzi to come here on my behalf. to the master of Zhuo's eternal longevity, and wish the Palace Lord's eternal longevity to be boundless."

Zhuo Yao hurriedly returned the salute with a smile, "Your Highness has traveled a long way. Qinghua is very happy. Why do you have to be so polite?"

While the two of them were talking, Chongzi stood silently beside Luo Yinfan, also observing, this Qinghua Palace lord was around forty years old. Green bearded, sympathetic and regal. Similar to Principal Yu Du.

Seeing him looking at him, Chongzi remembered his teacher's instructions, and immediately stepped forward and knelt down and bowed, loudly, "Chongzi pays his respects to Palace Lord Zhuo, and I wish Palace Lord's uncle to have blessings like the East Sea and Nanshan Mountain.

That crisp sound made everyone The guests laughed. The scene in front of them was a picture of a fairy child congratulating him on his birthday. He owed him a birthday peach, and the guests all wished him good luck.

"Good boy, don't be too polite, hurry up," Zhuo Yao also liked his good behavior, reached out to support him, found that his muscles and bones were excellent, and couldn't help but praise repeatedly, "Your Highness is very lucky to have received such a disciple!"

When the disciple was praised, Luo Yinfan had the pride of becoming a teacher for the first time in his life, and said humbly, "Thank you Palace Lord's praise."

Seeing that cute little pupil, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

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