Rebirth Dominator

　　 "2018, April 25th of the lunar calendar, Huangyang Mountain Sanyang Temple..."

　　 "Upper Festival Sanyangguan Patriarch Chong Yunzi, psychic and true Qinghua real person, next sacrifice..."

In a piece of classical vocal music, the ceremony presided over by the spectator finally kicked off. It can be seen that the priest who presides over the ritual has hundreds of people. Needless to say, people who maintain order, except Sanyangguan, A lot of people came from other Taoist temples.

The entire Huangyang Mountain is crowded with people, and the center is full of people who come to observe the ceremony and come to admire melons. From the mountain to the foot of the mountain, there are people everywhere, even in hidden places, and also saw the people of the abnormal affairs investigation team lurking. Among the crowd, looking around, expecting what they expected.

　　Sanyangguan At this moment, all the priests were also excited, and the incense was smoky. Everyone knelt down on the ground, and invited a **** with a height of several meters to the main hall.

　　 It was a Taoist man wearing a white dress with a long sword behind him, holding a spirit tree in his hand, and looked indifferently to the stage, vividly recreating the appearance of the original fairy above the cloud head.

Lin Yangsheng, the subject of Sanyangguan, is now more than sixty years old. At this age, he has reached the end of his life. At this time, his desire for Taoist legends and immortals has become more intense, especially When he saw the existence of such legends and myths with his own eyes, appeared in his eyes.

　　 Decades of piety, faith and suspicion intertwine, and instantly settled into a complete belief.

　　 He looked at the statue of the patriarch on the stage, his face full of enthusiasm, kneeling on the ground and shouting the name of the patriarch.

The ceremony was held for a total of three days and three nights. San Yangguan, the Lord of the Temple, was so old that he kneeled down under the statue of the ancestor and prayed piously. Even his apprentices and disciples could not persevere in this kind of asceticism, but Lin Housheng But he insisted on it.

　　The ancestor worship ceremony of Sanyangguan. On the first day, there were a lot of people under the mountain. Many people stood in the sun for a day. They still didn’t see any so-called fairy signs. The next day, most of them were scattered.

　　 On the third day, it became scattered and there were few people left.

　　 Inside the main hall, the red pillars were carved with clouds, and the wooden windows were full of dragons and phoenixes. The idol of the patriarch was juxtaposed with many fairy buddhas, even placed in the center.

　　 At night, the blue light is trance, the idol is reflected under the dim light, and the shadow is blurred and elongated. Lin Hunsheng and his disciples wear gorgeous robes that are different from ordinary plain clothes.

Lin Housheng wore a vest with various auspicious patterns of Taoism embroidered with gold and silver threads. The sun, moon, stars, gossip and auspicious clouds set off against each other. With Lin Housheng's full head of crane hair and white long beards, he looked immortal floating in the air.

　　 But at the moment, Lin Housheng's face was pale, if it were not for the belief and firm belief in the grandfather, I'm afraid I can't persevere.

In the midst of trance, Lin Housheng, a subject, suddenly saw ripples in front of his eyes. In front of him, he only saw the ancestral idol's generous light, and the white light shone in the room, just like a holy land in fairyland.

　　 The eyes of Lin Housheng, a thorny spectator, couldn't open his eyes, and turned his head desperately to cover his eyes.

But as he opened his eyes, he saw a whirl of the sky, the whole world reversed and changed, and the sky and earth changed color and changed with it. He seemed to fall from the endless void, and the clouds and the gust of wind brushed past him. ring.

　　 "Ah!" The strong feeling of weightlessness made Lin Housheng yell, even the crown on his head was scattered, and the gray hair was all scattered.

　　When it fell to the bottom, he felt something supporting him. The dizziness caused him to lose his direction, and he got up from the ground after a while.

　　 When he stood up, he looked around, only to see that he was no longer in Taoist temple at the moment, but was in front of a huge fairy mountain palace. The huge palace and the fairy mountain at the foot towered into the clouds as if floating in the clouds.

In the distance, there is no end to see the ocean and the sea, and he stands in front of a sky ladder, looking up at the pavilion of the fairy palace, the clouds drift over his feet, the breeze under the cold moon sweeps his face, everything is so real, When he passed through his body in the clouds, it seemed to soothe his soul, and the whole soul became pure and transparent.

　　 shocks and surprises flooded his face, and he walked tremblingly in his footsteps, and the whole person walked toward the front on top of the trembling.

　　 walked step by step towards the stairs, walked up the huge square, looking up at the huge square gate in front of the fairy palace.

　　 "Qinghua Palace!"

The gate of the Immortal Palace was opened heavily, and the wind swept through his body, pulling him through the square paved with white jade, through the golden jade hall, through the antique corridor, through the overlapping houses, and arrived On the cliff behind the palace.

I only saw a white tree with white leaves and a fairy tree full of fairy fruits. There were two figures sitting on it. The fairy fruit exudes aura of light. Just by sniffing, I feel that the soul is floating, and there is a spirit baby treasure in the fruit. Sitting solemnly inside, the **** tree filled with fairy fruits glowed with tremendous light.

　　The cold moon is empty, Jianfeng fairy mountain.

On the cliff surrounded by clouds, the two immortals under the fairy tree are playing against each other. The immortal tree exudes aura, as if a fluorescent river swirls around it. The two immortals sit under the tree as if they were sitting in the Milky Way on.

　　 A silver-haired child face, wearing a moon-white robe, is what Lin Housheng thinks is the grandmaster of the Three Sheep Temple, Chong Yunzi.

A person looks like a girl of eight or nine years old, but his face is indifferent, and the cold is like a fairy in the cloud, a gorgeous neon plumage, the clothes are as thin as cicada wings, layer by layer. I don’t know how many layers overlap. No wind automatically under the moon.

　　Just sitting there, the body exudes a faint light involuntarily. Compared to the mountains and the sea, they are like dazzling stars dancing with Yinyue.

　　 There are black and white in the chessboard, but when you look closely, you feel that the inside is like a galaxy, and each piece falls like a star swaying and falling.

　　 Waiting for Lin to see Grandpa Master at this moment, the tears of excitement were filled with tears, and the blue tendons on the neck burst out, as if the beliefs of decades had finally been recognized.

　　 knelt down in front of the two of them all at once: "The disciple San Yangguan, the 72nd generation of lord Qingyun, the common name Lin Housheng, meets the grandmaster of Chongyunzi!"

　　 But when he raised his head, he only saw that the two seemed to ignore him, still playing against each other under the moon, Lin Housheng bowed down again, knelt three times and knocked nine times.

　　 "Disciple Sanyangguan, the 72nd generation of the lord Qingyun, the common name Lin Housheng, see the grandmaster of Chongyunzi!"

　　 He still didn't get any response. At this moment, the two immortals seemed to be intoxicated in the game. Where can he take care of the words and desires of such a common man.

　　Waiting for life, Lin was creeping and kneeling step by step until he was lying under the feet of Patriarch Chong Yunzi and lying under the fairy tree.

　　 "Grandpa Grandpa! Grandpa Grandpa! The disciple came out piously and wholeheartedly!" Lin Housheng went further, the more excited the whole person was, his body was shaking like a sieve, and his voice was shaking and hoarse.

"Please... please... Grandpa Master reopens the fairy gate and guides me to wait for the gate of the fairy road!" Lin Housheng prostrate under the fairy tree, old tears crisscross, his head constantly knocking at the stones under his feet, his voice choked Got up.

"Disciples... I have been dedicated to the Tao for more than sixty years. I have been enlightened since childhood. I sincerely pursue the path of longevity. I have traveled through thousands of mountains and waters, but I can’t get what I want. Dafa!" Lin Housheng's voice procrastinating on the ground, as if the words were bloody, and the spitting saliva continued to sputter from the teeth.

　　No matter how he talked and shouted, Grandpa Master Chong Yunzi did not look away at him. The eyes contained stars, sun and moon, and the Avenue of Heaven and Earth, but he was not included.

　　When he raised his head again, he saw that the two immortals under the tree dispersed with the wind, and the smoke disappeared into the air.

　　The chessboard turned like a river of stars, engulfing all the pieces, and finally left only three white pieces on it, which turned into three blue pills.

　　 "Grandpa Grandpa! Grandpa Grandpa!" Lin Housheng stood up excitedly, constantly looking back and forth, looking for the figure of Grandpa Grandpa Chong Yunzi, but still did not get any response.

　　 The scene just as he imagined the illusion of a dream, with a slight poke, instantly turned into a bubble annihilation!

　　 "How could this be! How could this be!" Lin Housheng shouted at a loss, standing desolately under the fairy tree exuding fairy light.

　　 After a long time, he lost his mind and noticed the chessboard.

　　 He gently picked up the three sisters blue elixir left on the chessboard. The elixir exudes a faint aura. It does not look like an elixir, but instead looks like three beautiful jade stones.

　　When he picked up the Elixir, he saw a line on the board.

　　 "The time is not up!"

The sky turned around and the sea of ​​clouds changed color. In an instant, Lin Housheng opened his eyes. At this moment, he realized that he was still sitting in the Sanyangguan Hall. Everything just now was like an illusory and ethereal dream. It was him Fantasy under longing and fatigue.

　　 It was only then that when he let go of his hand, he saw three blue pills in the palm of the old man.