The soul goes out of the body and cultivates into a fairy

The weaver girl neighed again and again, and fell from the crown of the tree to the side table. She looked at the visitors curiously, then jumped to the grass, lay down on the edge of the stream and drank water, returned to the crown of the tree, and continued to sing loudly.

Yue Xinxin looked at it for a while, then suddenly grabbed the teapot, scooped up a pot of clear water from the stream, poured it into a cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

The sweet stream water enters the throat, pours into the abdomen, and spreads to the limbs, like rain after a long drought, refreshing and refreshing!

She couldn't help drinking another cup, but the taste of this cup was completely different, spicy and bitter, which made her burst into tears!

As the breeze blew, a leaf slowly fell on the side table. There were vaguely written words on it. The handwriting was beautiful and neat. A few words, like some random notes, but incomplete.

Yue Xinxin turned around and approached the sycamore tree, looked up and found that there were words on every leaf.

Some are records of daily life, some are records of mood, and more are the experience and perception of cultivation.

Another breeze blew by, bringing the fragrance of grass leaves.But when the next gust of wind blows, it suddenly turns into a strong smell of wine.The third gust of wind blew, and it became the smell of mud after rain again.

Yue Xinxin suddenly understood that the Embroidery Pavilion stored the former owner's life experiences, including smell, taste, touch, sight, and hearing.

There is no doubt that the former owner is Ji Tianyun.

Standing quietly under the tree, she carefully read every leaf, listened to every singing of the weaver girl, felt every breeze, and tasted every drop of stream water.

Immersed in Ji Tianyun's world, she possessed the five senses of the former owner of the Xiu Pavilion, and a huge amount of information suddenly flooded her mind!

This is a legendary figure in the world of soul cultivators. He was very wise since he was a child, and he stepped into the ranks of soul cultivators at a young age.

Her insight, experience and perception are beyond the reach of others. Her greatest contribution to the world of soul cultivators is to sort out and summarize the methods of true energy cultivation, explain them in detail, and finally revise and compile them into "True Qi Jue", which has become the foundation for almost all cultivation methods. One of the compulsory subjects for soul users.

But in order to adapt to most soul cultivators who are just getting started, the content of this book is relatively simple, and the essence of Ji Tianyun's real understanding is in the second volume, which is called "Tai Shang Xin Jue".

It is a pity that this book has not been handed down, so few people know about it.And there are only a few words on the leaves of the sycamore tree, which is very incomplete.

Even so, Yue Xinxin still feels that this grassland is a real museum, and the long history behind each cultural relic is worth savoring carefully.

She lingered in it, forgetting everything, hating that she only had a pair of eyes, a pair of ears, a nose and a mouth, and Ji Tianyun's museum might not be able to visit it all in decades!

The girl with antlers sitting next to Yue Xinxin, the ghost king wrapped in red silk, the man with the longbow and others were huddling together bored at this moment, when suddenly they saw a silver light leaping from behind Yue Xinxin, pouring down, the sky The major stars in Shiyuan and Taiweiyuan are clearly visible.

The main star of Tianshiyuan is Guansuo, the auxiliary stars are Dendrobium and Dou, the main star of Taiweiyuan is Shaowei, and the auxiliary stars are left and right, especially bright and shining!

On the side of the double wall, in the missing ring, there is gradually a silver light shining, and the Ziwei Palace in the North Pole of the Zhongyuan gradually shows the four places of the city wall, namely Tianpei, Tianli, Zuofu, and Youbi.

Immediately afterwards, the two auxiliary stars of Tianyi and Taiyi flashed, shining brightly!

Finally, the main star Beidou hung impressively in the sky, emitting a dazzling brilliance that overshadowed all the three Yuan constellations!
This is the Qilitong Tiantai in Wangcheng, where Zi Wei slanted and lingered.When the combination of pearls and pearls comes together, Tiance temporarily turns to hook Chen Kai!

At this point, Tianshi Yuan, Taiwei Yuan, and Ziwei Yuan have finally become one, and the realm of the three Yuans has reached its peak of perfection!

Yue Xinxin, who was standing under the plane tree, looked at the top of the tree crown, and vaguely saw a few lines of light leaking from the gaps in the leaves, like candlelight shining through the cracks in the door.

She climbed up the tree trunk and reached up to the sky, where she touched the ceiling.

Push it open hard, and take a look, it turns out that this is the second floor of the embroidery pavilion.

At a glance, there are bookshelves on all sides, filled with manuscripts, stacked from the floor to the top.There is a desk in front of the window, piled with scattered manuscripts.A white porcelain plate was placed on the table, with a dozen yellow sycamore fruits on it.

Yue Xinxin walked all the way, and found that the spine of the manuscript was marked with dates, the earliest was around the end of the 19th century, and the latest was the part on the desk, the 21st century.

It looks like a diary!
She sat at the desk, flipping through a stack of manuscripts.

In an instant, images, sounds, touch, smell, hearing and experience all rushed from the manuscript into Yue Xinxin's mind.

With her No.1 vision, she saw what the former owner of Xiuge saw, heard what she heard, and felt everything she felt.

Different from the first floor of Xiuge, the five senses, memories, and experiences here are fragmented and not coherent.

This is more in line with the characteristics of human memory. In the process of recalling the past, the more profound fragments always jump out first.

In the long life of the former owner of Xiu Pavilion, the manuscripts that could be accommodated on a small four-sided bookshelf must have been his most precious memories.

Yue Xinxin looked through the manuscripts on the table with great interest, and found that the last day was two years ago.After that day, the manuscript stopped abruptly and there was no follow-up.

Where did the former owner of Xiu Pavilion go?
Although soul cultivators also have a lifespan limit, for people with advanced realms, no one can say exactly how many years.

Regardless of the yin and yang worlds, there have been people who have pursued longevity for thousands of years, and various legends related to this, some of which are mysterious and mysterious, while others seem to have traces.

One of the mysteries left by the former owner of Xiu Pavilion is the theory that she ascended to heaven and passed away in bliss, but so far there has been no verification.

Yue Xinxin picked up the manuscript, read it carefully, and casually picked up a sycamore fruit and threw it into his mouth.

The thin shell breaks when you bite it, and the sweet juice flows into your mouth, which immediately leaves your lips and teeth fragrant and has a lasting aftertaste.

Ji Tianyun's last period of time was spent in penance.

She pursued the Tao all her life, and always held the most persistent belief in her heart. After stepping into the realm of the throne, she found that the realm of Tao still has no end.

After that, she searched for it for many years, and finally, after more than two long centuries, she ushered in the end of her life.

Even though she knows that everyone has a final destination and no one can escape, she still has a little unwillingness in her heart, and because of her extraordinary strength, she can put this unwillingness into practice.

She found hundreds of people, including men, women, and children, including a girl with antlers, a ghost king with red eyes, a man with a long bow, and Yue Xinxin was among them.

Then sneaked into their dreams in the middle of the night, and placed hundreds of embroidery pavilions deep in their subconscious minds, but only one was real, and the rest were all suspicious tombs.