After several days, Jing Yue finally arrived at the Three Realm Temple. At this time, the news about the Four Elephants Villa had already spread, and the young monk of Three Realm Temple hurriedly took him to see Kong Miao upon seeing him.
When Jing Yue handed over Jing Wu’s sarira and the wooden plaque to Kong Miao, Kong Miao let out a long sigh.
“He entered the monastery at the age of seven, and it has been so many years in a blink of an eye. I still remember that Jing Wu was sent here by his parents. At that time, he was seriously ill, and there was no cure for him. His mother got the advice from the Buddha in her dream, saying that Jing Wu is predestined with the Buddha, and that’s how he became a monk. They originally only wanted Jing Wu to stay in the temple for ten years, but after ten years, Jing Wu didn’t want to leave.”
Kong Miao lamented emotionally before he summoned a young monk and told the other party to lead Jing Yue to the Bodhi Illuminating Wall.
As soon as Jing Yue left the room, he heard Kong Miao's low chanting.
He suddenly remembered Jing Wu’s common name, Yishun. The person who gave him the name most likely hoped that Jing Wu would have a smooth life, but unfortunately, once embarked on the path of cultivation, how could life be smooth?
The Bodhi Illuminating Wall was still the same as the last time he saw it, and many monks sat before it in meditation.
Jing Yue looked at his reflection on the stone wall and couldn’t help feeling a little dazed, thinking that he had established his foundation here many years ago.
He settled down and closed his eyes.
His consciousness gradually blurred and he smelled the fragrance of potpourri.
Whitefog Summit was full of auspicious red.
Jing Yue was dressed in a wedding robe and accepted congratulations from the guests.
Yi Ye was half-crying and half-laughing as he choked, “I didn't expect to see Shizun going through the Dao partner ceremony in my lifetime. This disciple has nothing to gift to you. I only collected this box of treasure for Shizun’s… reference.”
Jing Yue scanned it with his divine consciousness and saw that the box was full of jade objects, but each jade object was indescribable. Once described, everything would be censored.
He took a deep breath and wanted to hit someone, but at any rate, it was a happy day, so he endured it.
Liu Feng also stepped forward and said, “This is the first Dao partner ceremony held by Frostcloud Sect in more than 10,000 years. This disciple is really happy for the master and hereby present a treasured classic of dual cultivation, and hope Zushi can accept it.”
Jing Yue, “…”
He flicked his sleeves and shut the few people out of the hall.
But he could still hear the voices of his unfilial disciples.
“Zushi is really impatient.” This was Liu Feng.
“It can be understood. After all, every second of the wedding night is worth its weight in gold.” This was Yi Ye.
“For two whole lifetimes, he finally met the person of his dreams. It has been tough on Zushi.” This was Liu Yun.
Jing Yue quickened his pace, his mind in chaos. He didn’t know where to go, just subconsciously towards the inner hall.
On top of his head, blue phoenix was also dressed up very cheerily today. With a red flower on the head, it said happily, “Jing-jing, Ji-ji wants to publish a book for you, called the ‘Laozu’s Daily Record’, to record your bedroom activities. What do you think? Ji-ji’s literary talent is superb!”
Jing Yue pretended not to hear. He left blue phoenix outside the hall and pushed open the door of the inner hall.
Everywhere was covered in red drapes. When the wind blew, the drapes lifted in layers like a wave of red.
Behind the drapes was a wooden bed with a person sitting on the edge of the bed, the head covered with a red veil.
Jing Yue's heart throbbed wildly, a little nervous, and also with an indescribable expectation.
He slowly approached the other party and carefully lifted the veil.
Then, he saw a pair of cold and mesmerizing eyes, with his reflection in the eyes, displaying his panic at this time!
In front of the Bodhi Illuminating Wall, Jing Yue spat a mouthful of blood.
He wiped his mouth and couldn't believe what he saw!
The surrounding monks were also stunned. This was the first time they had seen someone vomiting blood while observing the wall. The Laozu of Frostcloud Sect was truly extraordinary!
Jing Yue left in a muddled state. Before he left, he met with Kong Miao again, and the other party said with concern, “Laozu, I heard that you…”
“I’m fine!” Jing Yue said immediately, “Don’t worry, I won't borrow the wall again in the future, and I don't need you to compensate me for the mental trauma.”
After saying that, he floated out of the Three Realms Temple like a ghost.
Looking at the rings of buildings in Traverse City, Jing Yue collapsed in bewilderment. He came to the Bodhi Illuminating Wall to find clues to the demonic way’s abnormal behavior, so why…
No way, he couldn’t dwell on it anymore.
Jing Yue calmed down and tried to get rid of the distracting thoughts, treating everything as an illusion.
After all, the previous life that was projected last time was not his true life experience either.
After he had done some mental construction, he heard blue phoenix say, “Jing-jing, are we going back?”
He was just about to say yes when a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart. Jing Yue tweaked his fingers to make a prediction and his whole body shuddered and froze. After a long while, he said, “No, let’s go to Bliss City, to Nine Heaven Academy!”
His tone was filled with unconcealed joy and an imperceptible melancholy.
Ten days later, a young Daoist appeared in Bliss City.
At this time, Jing Yue was leisurely walking on the streets of Bliss City. He looked at the crowds coming and going and felt a little nostalgic. Even a certain alley that used to make him shy away from became more affectionate.
Although he had important things to do this time, he was not in a hurry, because the chance encounter he predicted would only happen in a few days.
Now, 20 years had passed since Jing Yue left the academy. His former classmates should still be in the academy, but he didn't see any acquaintances along the way.
Before he knew it, Jing Yue arrived at the foot of Nine Heaven Mountain and found many cultivators there. Some of them had reached the Foundation Establishment stage while some were still at the Qi Refining stage.
He counted the days. Today was not the opening day of the Nine Heavens Academy, so why were so many people gathered here? Could something have happened in the academy?
Jing Yue approached someone. “Fellow Daoist, why are you waiting here?”
The other party was stunned as soon as he saw him, but apparently didn’t recognize him, and merely said, “Don't you know that the library will be opened to the public in a few days? We are afraid that there will be a lot of people then, so we are here to wait in line first.”
Only then did Jing Yue realize—every ten years, the most prestigious library of the Nine Heavens Academy would be open to the outside world for three days. In other words, during these three days, even if one was not a student of the academy, one could enter the academy to look at the books.
Therefore, these three days were also a grand event for the lower-ranked cultivators in the World of Seven Continents and always lively. Jing Yue didn’t expect to catch it.
Jing Yue thought of the chance encounter he was waiting for and felt that it should be the case.
He thanked the person who answered and was about to go up the mountain.
“Fellow Daoist, if you go up now, not only will you not be able to enter the boundary, but you’ll also be expelled if the people in the academy find out.” The cultivator kindly reminded.
Jing Yue smiled and said, “It's okay, I’m a student here.”
Having said that, he took out the token of Nine Heaven Academy from his Qiankun bag. He met with that sudden incident back then and didn’t return the token.
The cultivator was taken aback to see Jing Yue going up the mountain directly and couldn’t help muttering, “Strange, the students of the academy don't even know about the library’s opening day?”
His remark was no longer heard by Jing Yue. Soon after, Jing Yue entered the gate of Nine Heaven Academy. It was time for classes and the academy was very quiet.
He walked all the way to the library. When he passed a hall, he saw rows of portraits hanging on the outer wall, a few more than he remembered.
This was the ‘Wall of Fame’ of the Nine Heaven Academy. The so-called ‘Wall of Fame’ didn’t refer to the famous students of the academy, but to those who had contributed greatly to the academy. The first painting was naturally the founder of the academy, Luo-zhenjun, followed by more than ten others. Finally, there were Lin-zhenjun, Wu Dao-zhenren, Qin Yanzhi, and him.
Jing Yue was a little embarrassed. Although he knew it was because they had saved hundreds of students during that incident, it was still slightly embarrassing to be hung on the wall for people to admire at any time.
However, the blue phoenix thought otherwise and said happily, “Jing-jing, you’re finally hung on the wall!”
The blue phoenix was so excited that all its feathers were shaking, but suddenly it was unhappy again, “Hmph, this portrait is nothing like you. There’s no Ji-ji. Ji-ji has clearly been with Jing-jing the whole time!”
Jing Yue, “…” Hung on the wall? Didn’t sound like anything good.
When he arrived at the library, the door was tightly closed. He then recalled that the library would be closed before the opening day, and all the Zhenren would take turns to sort out the books in the library so that people who came to the library could find them easily later.
During this period, the academy would also receive a large number of ‘contributions’, the contents varied and complicated, mostly techniques, secret scrolls, secret news, and so on, which also needed to go through a strict evaluation process.
Once selected, the contributor would receive a letter of recommendation from the academy.
Of course, this novel model was also created by Luo-zhenjun.
Jing Yue pondered. He had learned a lot of otherworldly techniques from the sword souls of the Void Sword Tomb, and most of them were handed over to Frostcloud Sect. Some of them were simple and practical, so why not submit them to the academy, so that these techniques could have more inheritors, and could also be regarded as helping the sword souls to fulfill their wishes. Besides, he could also get more recommendation spots for Frostcloud Sect.
He silently contemplated suitable techniques. While in the library at this time, several Zhenren were sorting out the submissions, too busy to do anything else.
In fact, the library was taken care of daily, and there was no need for them to worry about it. The reason for being busy was that the submitted manuscripts were in a mess, the selection workload was huge and tedious, and occasionally, it could be a little frightening, such as this moment…
The long-bearded golden core cultivator slammed a few pieces of paper on the desk and said angrily, “Simply ridiculous!”
The fat Zhenren beside him asked, “Zhang-daoyou, just look at that violent temper of yours. What’s wrong now?”
Zhang-zhenren snorted, grabbed the paper, and shook it like a fan. “This here is talking about Daoist-Master Jing Yuan, saying that he had an affair with a demonic girl back then, and that Yi Ye-laozu is actually his illegitimate son with the demon girl. This… what’s the meaning of this? If we put this into the library by accident and someone from Frostcloud Sect saw it, our academy will be destroyed for sure!”
The fat Zhenren laughed. “Is this worth your anger? Why don’t you learn from me? Every time you see a sensitive word, you automatically block it and don't read the content at all.”
Zhang-zhenren was about to speak when a child came running in with a pile of paper cranes. “Zhenren, we just received more than a dozen submissions.”
These paper cranes were a kind of talisman. All contributions to the academy were transmitted by paper cranes.
Zhang-zhenren huffed, “Just put it aside.”
The boy put the paper cranes into an empty bamboo basket. When he saw that there were more than a dozen other bamboo baskets filled to the brim and lined up in a whole row next to him, he couldn't help but sympathize with the Zhenren.
When Zhang-zhenren finished processing the submissions on the desk, he made a grabbing motion with his hand, and a bamboo basket flew to his feet. It happened to be the one that the child had just put the paper cranes.
Zhang-zhenren rubbed his eyebrows, picked out a paper crane with a tired look, and examined it nonchalantly.
However, after a few moments, his expression gradually became alert as he muttered under his breath. Later, he sat cross-legged and started meditating.