Chapter 451
At the beginning of Tianyan, there was no distinction between clear and turbid air. Later, brocade flew in from the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds. The clear and turbid air then transformed into the air of the devil, giving birth to all things in the world.
All living things are enlightened, and because of their different roots they are divided into three tribes and five systems. The three tribes are humans, demons, and monsters, and the five systems are wind, wood, water, fire, and earth.
In addition, spiritual roots are often used to distinguish talents. Human children who turn five years old can touch the fairy stone to detect their spiritual roots.
The young demon children mainly inherit bloodline. They can show some of their racial talents from the moment they are born. They are also favored by heaven, and their cultivation progress in the demon world can be described as rapid.
Most of the young demon children are evil-minded and good at practicing evil magic. However, the world is unfair and all things are like straw dogs and ants. When the demons reach the highest level of cultivation, after enduring the heavenly calamity to temper their bodies and examine their consciences, they can also ascend to the fairyland and be respected as immortals.
As the continent that carries the vitality of all things, Tianyan is home to many powerful sects. The human race is even more blessed, with countless large and small sects, and immortal seedlings and flowers vying to emerge, leaving endless legends in the mortal world where people are struggling to find the path to immortality.
Outside the mortal world, there are three sects, five schools and nine aristocratic families. The three sects are the top ones, and the five schools are the successors. The aristocratic families are at the bottom but can control the people of the mortal world and the emperor's country, fight for dragon veins, go against mountains and rivers, control imperial power, and enjoy wealth and glory for generations.
In addition to the three sects, there is also a nine-sky realm called Floating World, which is another "continent" created by immortals in ancient times.
It is rumored that the Floating World Continent is located above the sky and under the sea, with surging clouds and waves, and countless exotic beasts and rare treasures. Those who live in the Floating World are all ascending to the fairyland.
All those who reach the fairyland are in the quasi-fairyland. As long as the road to immortality is opened, they will be able to set foot in the "fairyland" that no one has ever had the honor to see since ancient times.
"If we talk about the most talented person who has reached the immortal realm in the Floating World Continent, it must be the Yun family's Qilin girl, Yun Jin."
The storyteller slammed the gavel in his hand and asked the audience loudly: "Do you know why the Yun family's Qilin girl was named with only the word Jin? According to the Yun family's contemporary Chinese characters, she should have been named Xunzhao, and her name should also be Yun Zhaojin..."
Before the storyteller finished speaking, an audience member asked, "In such a large Yun family, why is she the only one so special?!"
The storyteller was not angry at the audience's rebuttal. Instead, he twirled his beard and chuckled, shaking his head and said, "What you don't know is that the origin of the Yun family's Qilin girl is amazing. Her mother had dreams during the short ten months of pregnancy. She dreamed dozens of times that cranes brought good news, white dragons swam and chanted, and phoenixes cried. When Yun Jin was born, there were even thousands of rays of light, and she was blessed by heaven."
"So several ancestors of the Yun family came out of retreat early to protect her mother during her childbirth. After Yun Jin was born, they even went against the clan rules and named her Yun Jin after the piece of brocade in the legend of Tian Yan Continent that dissolved the heaven and earth and stirred up the pure and turbid air. This is: Yun Jin."
"I heard that she entered the Floating World Continent at a young age as a fairyland, but how old was she when she was promoted to the fairyland?"
"I heard from Qingmei, a friend of my aunt's son's third uncle who works as a cleaner in the Sword Sect, that when Saint Yunjin was promoted to the Ascension Realm, he was only 113 years old."
"Hiss! One hundred and thirteen?!"
"Yes, he is the most dazzling genius throughout history, right? Among the immortal seedlings and immortal flowers carefully cultivated by other sects and families, which one can match the talent of Saint Yunjin?"
"This kind of talent... must be a monster!"
"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!!"
In the Tianzihao Teahouse on the second floor, a man holding a jade pot, smiled and filled a cup of tea for the person sitting opposite him.
"How? Would you have second thoughts if you heard your life story being sung and discussed?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the bitter white mist slowly swirling above the tea that had just been poured into the cup and was still shaking. His expression did not change at all from beginning to end.
When asked about this, she simply replied calmly: "It's nothing. Other people's gossip can't disturb my mind."
Therefore, there is no need to worry about having other intentions.
Be it pride or arrogance, or anger at the casual and disrespectful comments of mortals, or any other messy thoughts, none of them will appear in Yunjin's mind.
She was born without any emotion. Although her family had painstakingly nurtured and guided her, Yun Jin had no gratitude towards her parents or relatives. However, her little feedback was enough to make the Yun family grow from the bottom of the nine aristocratic families to the top of the aristocratic families and control the world in just a dozen years.
As if he was not surprised by her answer, the man put down the teapot and sighed helplessly: "You... your master has taught you for more than a hundred years, but in these hundred years, you still don't know what knowledge is. If you remain like this for thousands of years, I'm afraid that in the future you will go from being the youngest Saint to the Immortal Realm to the oldest and most immortal Saint among mortals."
"Other people's comments have nothing to do with me." Yun Jinyi remained indifferent.
"So you don't want to become an immortal?"
Yun Jin remained silent.
There are countless people cultivating immortals in the world, and there are tens of millions more who are seeking the path to immortality in the mortal world. Among those who cultivate immortality, who doesn’t want to become an immortal?
The difference between monks and immortals is far greater than the distance between heaven and earth.
Lin Chenfeng, who was also a Saint Venerable and Yun Jin's master, looked at his youngest and most proud disciple, propped his chin with his hand, and sighed in distress: "If you want to become an immortal, you must pass the emotional barrier. If you can't pass the emotional barrier... you can only reach the immortal realm in your lifetime, not a banished immortal."
"How do I overcome the barrier of love?" Yun Jin finally moved her gaze away from the fading smoke curling in the teacup.
"Xiao Jin, how do you think we should cross the river?" Lin Chenfeng asked her back.
Yun Jin listened to the complicated discussions in the teahouse and frowned slightly as he began to think.
Seeing that he had finally stumped his little disciple with a question, Lin Chenfeng's elegant features finally showed a bit more joy, and he finally had the leisure to pick up the teacup in front of him and sip it slowly.
The finest Snow Mist Tea slowly changes and floats in the clear tea water, just like the path of Tao that is changing all the time.
About half an incense stick of time passed, and Yun Jin's slightly wrinkled brows slowly relaxed.
She seemed to have gotten the answer from her previous thoughts.
Lin Chenfeng took a sip of tea and waited patiently for his little disciple to speak.
Until the young disciple said to him calmly in his still cold voice: "Master, if you insist on me getting married, then I would rather never get over the love barrier, and be banished to the immortal world... I can kill him with one sword."
The tone was so cold and the words and actions so arrogant that anyone who heard it would subconsciously look back at him with sneer.
But the person who said this was Yun Jin, the youngest saint who entered the fairyland and set foot on the Floating World Continent at the age of 113.
Lin Chenfeng choked in an ungraceful manner.
He choked and coughed a few times, put the teacup down, and when he looked up, he saw his little apprentice looking at him with a silent frown on his face.
Lin Chenfeng: "...Ahem, don't get me wrong, I don't doubt that you have the ability to kill an immortal with a sword, I, your teacher, am just... afraid that after hearing what you said, all the members of your Yun family will pick up their swords and come to kill me."
Once the news that Yun Jin had said that he would never fall in love spreads, the entire world of immortal cultivation will probably be in an uproar. Those members of the Yun family who have been looking forward to Yun Jin getting married day and night, and giving birth to another genius for the Yun family, will probably really put all their strength into finding their master and fight him to the death.
"I am me. I am not a tool of the Yun family." Yun Jin said coldly, "If they dare to dream again, I will not let them off easily!"
Yun Jin was not angry about this, but she was a little annoyed by the Yun family's behavior of always playing tricks on her. It was like seeing mosquitoes and flies flying around. It would not cause any harm to her, but it was enough to disturb her.
"You are not a human tool, but if you don't become an immortal, one day, you will become a tool in the hands of others and a chess piece in the game because of human nature."
Lin Chenfeng filled his tea cup again, took a sip, and said slowly: "Xiao Jin, do you know that love is not as shallow as the ethics between men and women?"
"And the emotional barrier you have overcome is by no means something that can be easily counted as finding a man and marrying him."
Yun Jin looked puzzled.
She has been practicing with Lin Chenfeng, a saint who has ascended to the immortal realm, since she was a child. She is not very familiar with the mundane world, and it can even be said that she knows nothing about it.
What she saw most often were probably the down-and-out swordsmen in the sect, who were so poor that their clothes were almost patched up, but still had to fly on swords in front of the people they loved, trying hard to maintain an appearance of peerless elegance and grace.
Yun Jin once asked her senior sister why most sword practitioners behaved like this.
The senior sister, who also followed this style, smiled and patted her on the head, and explained very honestly: "Little sister, you don't understand. If we sword cultivators want to become sword immortals, we must overcome the barriers of love, slay the inner demons, and fight the heavenly tribulation. Only in this way can we become immortals."
What does this have to do with putting on airs in front of the alchemy cultivators, weapon cultivators, and even the spirit beast sect cultivators?
Yun Jin once again received a meaningful answer from the senior sister: "Of course, you have. You have to know that the first step for us sword cultivators to become immortals is to overcome the barrier of love... Junior sister, remember this: the first sword to become an immortal is to kill the one you love first."
Therefore, from childhood until today, Yun Jin believed that in order to overcome the emotional barrier, one must first pretend to find a cultivator to form a marriage contract, and then kill the other person.
Yun Jin never cared about the good or evil of others, so she never had any doubts about the "teachings" of her senior sister. She just refused this approach when her master asked about it.
The reason was not that she felt it was cruel and injustice, but that she did not want her sword to be stained with the blood of innocent people, as that would dirty her sword for killing evil, that was all.
Yun Jin remembered the "teachings" of her senior sister in her heart, but now her master told her that overcoming the emotional barrier is not an ordinary relationship between a man and a woman?
Yun Jin was rarely confused, so she repeated the senior sister's teachings word for word, and then asked Lin Chenfeng, whose expression gradually became more interesting: "Master, is there something wrong with what the senior sister said?"
Lin Chenfeng: “…”
Is there a mistake? ?
There must be a mistake! Of course there is a mistake! And there is a huge mistake!!
Lin Lexin, you bastard! Is this how your master taught you to mislead your junior sister? !
"Xiao Jin..." Lin Chenfeng took a deep breath and regained his demeanor as a saint. He looked very much like the sword practitioners that Yun Jin had seen back then who were down and out but trying hard to maintain their demeanor.
The downtrodden swordsman Lin Chenfeng tried hard to smile, his tone was gentle and through gritted teeth: "Xiao Jin, you have to know that your senior sister...she...is also the guardian guest of the Hehuan Sect, so she is not a pure swordsman.
The reason why we sword cultivators act this way is actually because... because... we are short of money. If other fellows do not provide kind assistance to lower the prices of elixirs, swords and other items, I am afraid that our Sword Sect will even have to mortgage the sword-testing stone on the top of the mountain."
An explanation and several pauses before speaking fully demonstrated the love and care that Lin Chenfeng, as a master, had for his little disciple.
There is absolutely no such thing as giving up after trampling on the reputation of all the sword practitioners in the world.
Mian Mian: (proudly with hands on hips) That’s right, I am my mother’s sweetheart!!
Mianmian will appear in the next chapter, but in this world, only Mianmian has come back, her mother has not, and the world has not started the second round.
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Depreciation of 106 bottles;
71 bottles of super chewy shrimp paste;
Time goes back 10 bottles;
Yangyangduhao 5 bottles;
3 bottles not returned;
Weeds, 1 bottle of Yansisheng;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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