Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The blue moon rises and birds sing in the valley.

On the Guanxing Mountain, about a hundred meters north of the Guanxing Pavilion, there is a cave named Lingchenju, which was named by Ji Yichen himself.

When Ji Yichen first followed the old Taoist priest up the mountain, the Observatory was his home. Everything he had was in the Observatory, including his food, shelter, and practice. The old Taoist priest also taught him martial arts in the Observatory. It is strange that although the Observatory is a pavilion with empty space all around, for ten years, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning have never entered the pavilion.

Three years after arriving at the Stargazing Mountain, Xiao Ling'er stole the red fruit that he had picked with great difficulty on the edge of the cliff. When Ji Yichen was chasing Xiao Ling'er, he accidentally discovered this cave. He then moved his home to Lingchenju, Lingchenju - the residence of Xiao Ling'er and Ji Yichen.

Actually, Ji Yichen's home had nothing. For ten years, he drank mountain water and ate mountain fruits. He moved to Lingchenju just to sleep in a different place, because he wanted to use the time to sleep to practice the Holy Emperor Art, the art that was deeply engraved in his mind after countless times of standing against the wall. In this way, for several years, he practiced the art taught by the old Taoist priest in the Star Observation Pavilion - Xuanxu Chenxiao Art, and secretly practiced the Holy Emperor Art in his memory in Lingchenju. They did not interfere with each other, and it was going smoothly. Ji Yichen did not know whether the old Taoist priest knew that he was secretly practicing the Holy Emperor Art. He guessed that the old Taoist priest must know, because with the improvement of his cultivation, there was a majestic Holy Emperor aura in his Dantian, and the old Taoist priest could not fail to detect it. However, the old Taoist priest did not care, so he practiced secretly every day.

That night, inside Lingchen Residence, Ji Yichen was practicing the Saint Emperor Technique. He sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly narrowed, his two hands one above and one below, with his palms in semicircular shape, clasped together, containing a faint dark yellow ball of light, which was condensed from his whole body's true energy. A domineering aura flowed around his body, and the whole cave was filled with majestic and righteous energy.

About an hour later, Ji Yichen slowly finished his practice and absorbed the light ball into his Dantian Qi Sea. He checked the changes in himself and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged. He hadn't made any progress in half a year. He didn't know if he was practicing incorrectly or if he had encountered a bottleneck. He didn't know what to do and didn't dare to ask his master.

"Oh!" Ji Yichen shook his head and sighed.

Ji Yichen had no idea that at this moment, in the Stargazing Pavilion, the old Taoist priest was looking at Lingchen Residence from afar. Looking at the imperial true energy leaking out of the cave, the old Taoist priest stroked his beard, revealed a satisfied smile, and whispered: "This child is really the one chosen by the Holy Emperor Art! In ten years, he has learned it by himself and has actually cultivated to the peak of humanity!"

Inside Lingchen Residence, seeing that his martial arts had made no progress and he had no interest in continuing to practice, Ji Yichen simply lay down on the bed. It was called a bed, but in fact it was a man-made square black jade platform with a side length of about two meters. It was located in the center of the stone cave, and Ji Yichen practiced and slept on it. There was a Tai Chi pattern in the center of the black jade platform, and the four characters "天", "地", "玄" and "黄" were engraved around the Tai Chi pattern in the four directions of east, west, south and north respectively. Ji Yichen didn't know what this was for, but guessed that this cave should be the place where the old Taoist practiced, but he had never seen the old Taoist come here in ten years.

Ji Yichen took out the colorful magic grass from his arms. Half a month had passed, but it was still shining. Looking at the so-called "magic grass" that he had worked so hard to get, Ji Yichen had an urge to throw it away; if he ate it, it would be shining brightly and must be something extraordinary, and he couldn't bear to throw it away; if he kept it, he could only appreciate it and didn't know what use it had. It was really useless, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw it away.

"I don't know how to use the Yin plant of Mu Qingxue's seven-color fairy grass?" Ji Yichen said to himself. The girl in black clothes and light silk, who looked like a fairy, appeared in his mind. The arrogant and shy girl seemed to miss her a little! Ji Yichen fell asleep with a silly laugh.

At midnight.

The colorful fairy grass in Ji Yichen's hand flashed and automatically fell on the white fish eye in the Tai Chi pattern on the Xuanyu platform. Then a colorful light was emitted from the root of the colorful fairy grass and shot towards the white fish eye!

In an instant, an identical shadow rose from the Tai Chi pattern and overlapped with the pattern on the Xuanyu platform, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. A cool breath gushed out from the white fish's eyes, and leaves of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple flew out from the body of the colorful fairy grass, automatically floating above the white fish's eyes according to the positions of the Big Dipper. Red - Tianshu, orange - Yuxuan, yellow - Tianji, green - Tianquan, cyan - Yuheng, blue - Kaiyang, purple - Yaoguang. After the seven-star pattern was formed, it automatically reversed and madly absorbed the cool dark green breath in the white fish's eyes.

It moved very slowly at first, but as it absorbed more energy, it moved faster and faster, and the light of the seven leaves became brighter and brighter.

"Daoyou, think twice! Stealing the wisdom of heaven and earth to prove the Dao is not the right way!" A ray of fairy sound in the void broke the tranquility of Lingchenju! A dark green light broke through the air and hit the Tai Chi pattern corresponding to the virtual and real back to the Xuanyutai. The light in Baiyu's eyes disappeared, and the seven leaves flew back to the colorful fairy grass. Then the colorful fairy grass burst out a shocking colorful breath, rushing straight into the sky, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

"This boy is destined to be with you, and can help you cultivate your mind and prove your Dao! Haste makes waste, and the same is true for seeking the Dao. Those who take shortcuts on the great Dao of heaven and earth are likely to be abandoned by heaven and earth! I hope my fellow Taoist will think twice. It is not easy to cultivate for a thousand years. If you take a wrong step, a heavenly calamity will surely come!"

The seven-colored fairy grass stood in the void for a long time, and then the seven-colored light dissipated between heaven and earth. The seven-colored fairy grass turned into a ray of seven-colored light and shot into Ji Yichen's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next day, Ji Yichen woke up from his sleep and saw several beams of sunlight shining on the ground inside Lingchen Residence. Fine dust was clearly visible in the light.

"Oh my god! What's going on? How long have I slept?" Ji Yichen jumped off the Xuanyu platform and ran out in a hurry, because Lingchen Residence only has sunlight at 3 p.m.

Ji Yichen ran out of the cave. Sure enough, the sun was setting. Ji Yichen shook his head and said to himself, "Why did I sleep all day?"

"Disciple, are you awake? I've been waiting for you for a whole day!" The old Taoist priest's voice came from a distance, waking up Ji Yichen who was still dazed.

Ji Yichen looked up and saw an old Taoist priest in the Observatory holding a whisk, looking towards his Lingchen Residence.

"You old Taoist priest, you finally woke up!" Ji Yichen ran towards the Observatory with a look of surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Yichen came to the side of the old Taoist priest.

"Master, Master, a while ago Xiao Ling'er took me to pick a colorful magic grass! Can you see what this grass is good for?" Ji Yichen said excitedly as he reached into his arms to take the colorful magic grass.

"Uh! Where is my seven-colored magic grass?" Ji Yichen searched his whole body but couldn't find it.

He looked at the old Taoist priest awkwardly, "Master, please wait for me for a moment!" Then he ran back to Lingchenju.

Ji Yichen searched Lingchenju inside and out, but couldn't find the seven-colored fairy grass. He returned to the Stargazing Pavilion in a depressed mood, and said to the old Taoist priest with his head down: "Master, the seven-colored fairy grass seems to be lost!"

"Xiao Ling'er must have taken it away secretly!" Ji Yichen said angrily, gritting his teeth.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Seven-Colored Immortal Grass? How come I have never heard of any grass with this name?"

"Master, it's really true! That grass has seven colors, and there are two plants, yin and yang. I took the yang plant, and Mu Qingxue took the yin plant's colorful fairy grass!" Ji Yichen explained anxiously.

"Who is Mu Qingxue?" asked the old Taoist priest.

"A woman in black who was at Cangyu Peak and who was fighting with Xiao Ling'er and me for the Seven-Colored Immortal Grass," Ji Yichen answered truthfully.

"Does it look good?" the old Taoist asked with a hint of sarcasm.

Ji Yichen nodded shyly when he heard that!

"Do you like her? Do you want to go down the mountain to find her?"

"Go down the mountain?" Ji Yichen's head buzzed. It was the first time in ten years that the old Taoist priest mentioned going down the mountain!

Ji Yichen looked up at the old Taoist priest in astonishment. He had been crying bitterly and wanted to go down the mountain to find his mother, but he wouldn't let him. He had practiced hard for ten years and tried every means to leave the Guanxing Mountain, but he wouldn't let him. Now, for a woman, he wants to let me go down the mountain?

"Master, I, I, can I go down the mountain now?" Ji Yichen was so excited that he began to stutter.

The old Taoist shook his head.

Looking at Ji Yichen's excited expression, he asked, "How is your practice of the Holy Emperor Technique going?"

"what!"

Ji Yichen lowered his head and seemed to be ashamed and said: "Master, you knew that I was practicing the Holy Emperor Art. Master, I didn't mean it. It's just that when I first came to the mountain, I missed my mother so much that I secretly practiced the Holy Emperor Art that she asked me to recite"!

"Master can let you go down the mountain, but the condition is that you can turn the Holy Emperor Art from existence to nothingness within three years!"

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he flew towards the hanging cliff.

Ji Yichen stared blankly at his master who was walking away, his thoughts in disarray in the wind, not knowing whether to cry or laugh!