Chen Yulou's voice was not loud.
But every word seems to contain a great truth, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.
The vicissitudes of the sea, the rotation of the sun and the moon, the years of the ancients, and the passage of time.
Those who eat Qi will live for a hundred years, and those who become immortals will live as long as heaven.
If you don’t get to the last step, looking back a hundred years later, no matter how talented you are, how wealthy you are, how beautiful you are, how you are a gentleman, you will be nothing more than bones in the world of mortals.
Everyone present except Old Uncle Jiu.
They have all embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
I understand his words very deeply.
It was like a heavy hammer beating a drum, my heart was trembling under my chest, and my ears were buzzing.
Just...
Who in this world doesn’t want to become an immortal?
The ants are still trying to survive, how much less the mayflies are living towards death.
If it were really that simple, the Qin Dynasty should still be under the rule of Emperor Qin, and the Qin Dynasty would be unified. Where would the two Han and Three Kingdoms, the Sui, Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties take their turn?
From ancient times to the present, many people have taken mercury, food, breath, swallowed gold and drank dew, or even abandoned their wives and children. They meditate all day long and build a house to hide from the world. They have the dream of becoming an immortal and an ancestor.
But dreams are like yellow beams, after all, they are nothing more than a pool of bubbles, shattered at the touch of a touch.
How many people can truly break free from their shackles, break their shackles, and see eternal life?
There are many rumors about immortals in the world throughout the ages.
But...they have never seen one in person so far.
Especially in the Age of Dharma Ending, when Taoism is not revealed, monsters are rampant, and evil spirits are raging, there are very few people who practice it. It is even more difficult for those who want to cultivate Yang Shen and practice the Void and the Tao to reach heaven.
I saw everyone in the cave looking solemn.
Chen Yulou also sighed secretly.
I said this to them, but why not to myself?
Although the Qingmu Immortality Technique is an immortal method that directly leads to the avenue of immortality, for more than a year, breaking through the realm like drinking water seems to be verifying all this.
But only he who is actually in it knows that he is walking on thin ice along the way.
They only saw him in a small state in three days and a large state in five days.
But who knew that in hundreds of days and nights, how could he dare to relax even a little bit?
Morning sun, dusk, and food Qi guide.
The most important thing is that the method he practiced is definitely the first one in ancient and modern times, and there is no even reference to it.
He can only rely on him to explore alone.
The Xuan Dao Convincing Qi Building Foundation Skills practiced by Partridge Shao and others have been passed down in an orderly manner from generation to generation, from Laozi and Wen Shizhen to the Huolong Taoist and Qingchi Taoist.
Before traveling to the Western Regions, I would worry about the difficulty of repairing the remaining scrolls.
But after going up Zhongnan Mountain and finding the Taixuan Sutra, the Xuan Dao Conquering Qi Foundation Building Skill was completely completed, and there was no need to worry anymore.
All it takes is a new practice.
Accumulate but gain little.
Sooner or later, he will be able to condense the elixir into a baby.
"Kunlun, come on, give me a hand."
"Now that I'm here, I can't help but see my senior's remains exposed in the wind and rain."
He exhaled.
Chen Yulou took off his gown smoothly and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, from the shopkeeper."
Kunlun nodded, without any hesitation, took off the halberd behind him and handed it to the old foreigner's hand. With a serious look on his face, he strode forward and walked to him.
Spread the gown on the ground.
The two of them moved the bones over carefully, one after the other.
Even after sitting for many years.
Still at the edge of Liquan, the cave was filled with water and moisture, but the bones did not fall apart.
The most amazing thing is.
The jade bones are spotless.
At this moment, he still remains the same as before.
Sit cross-legged on the ground with your hands intertwined across your Dantian.
Look both forward.
Looks indifferent.
It was as if he had predicted life and death before meditating, but there was no fear or panic at all, only a calmness like an ancient well.
Seeing this situation, even Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel respectful.
There are countless people in the world who pursue immortality.
Mostly because of fear of death.
But the senior in front of me can face life and death so calmly. How many people can do this?
Place the bones little by little.
They wrapped it up and down with clothes to make sure it would not be exposed to wind or rain, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"The shopkeeper's..."
Just as he was about to get up, Kunlun seemed to see something and suddenly reached out and grabbed it on the ground.
"What?"
"Look."
Kunlun spread his palms.
I saw that it was clearly a jade medal. It was not made of good material. The seed water was murky and impenetrable. There was even a slight crack on the surface.
But because I follow the Taoist.
Nourishing with Qi Ling and Qi.
The jade plaque is transparent and moist, reflecting a beautiful light under the light.
"This is..."
Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and subconsciously took it in his hand.
He walked closer to the wind lantern and took a closer look.
There is a small hole cut into the top of the jade plaque, and there are also a few faint marks. It should be worn by a rope. However, hundreds of years have passed, only the jade remains, and the rope has long since rotted and turned into soil.
Generally speaking, this kind of jade plaque is either hung around the waist or tied around the neck. It is called an ornament, which means that a gentleman is like jade.
His fingers gently caressed the jade plaque.
The inscription is clearly visible.
"Meet...immortal?"
There are two ancient seal characters engraved on the jade tablet, which are clearly the two characters "Yu Xian".
"Meet an immortal?"
"Is it the name of a senior?"
"This name sounds like a real Taoist. It should be a Taoist name, right?"
"The word Yuxian is too big. Logically speaking, a Taoist would not take such a name. I think it is like a sustenance or a wish."
"I also think what senior brother said makes sense."
"By the way, do Taoists have a sect called Yuxian?"
I heard him mutter.
The group of people around them couldn't help but look at each other, and then argued in low voices.
Chen Yulou did not participate, but he had a vague guess in his mind. Since the word "Encountering Immortals" appears on the jade tablet, it must not be groundless.
"Shopkeeper, who is the legacy of the senior?"
Kunlun scratched his head. He didn't expect that a jade plaque he picked up casually would cause such a stir.
However, shouldn’t the most important thing right now be the shedding?
"There's no rush for now."
"At least I asked my senior what he meant."
Although he only spoke half of Kunlun's words, how could Chen Yulou not understand what he meant.
After all, he said that he couldn't bear to see his senior in the wind and rain.
But there is neither a coffin nor a coffin here, so we can't take it back to the coffin like the Qingchi Taoist at that time, nor can we send the remains back to the foot of Fangjia Mountain to be buried like the predecessor Jin Abacus.
"Okay."
Kunlun nodded.
The others had no opinion.
Only Old Uncle Jiu, who was among the crowd, looking left and right, was horrified and felt a chill all over his body, as if someone was blowing on the back of his head.
Have you asked your senior what he meant?
What's the meaning?
This senior has turned into a skeleton, how can I ask?
Opening his mouth, Old Uncle Jiu frowned and glanced at Chen Yulou secretly. He was full of words but didn't know how to speak.
He always felt like he hadn't seen her for half a year.
The young shopkeeper seemed to be bumping into a guest.
He talks like a god.
When we were at the lake before, Bailu would smile when he spoke, thinking he was joking.
But right now...
Asking questions to a white skeleton is terrifying to listen to.
Fortunately it was broad daylight, otherwise anyone would be scared to death in the middle of the night.
"There are many seniors hiding in the cave outside."
"Go and have a look."
"Maybe we can find some clues."
Holding the jade token with his palm, Chen Yulou glanced at the crowd and said calmly. I have seen all three caves now.
Hulukou is a place of daily life and practice.
Only the second cave contains pills, medicinal herbs, ancient books, secret techniques, etc. If you want to find out the identity of this senior, that's the right place to start.
"It makes sense."
"Yes, it is definitely not possible for casual cultivators to reach this level. It is most likely that they come from a Taoist sect. As long as there are written records, traces can be found."
"Let's go, it's still early, enough time to search slowly."
Hear this.
The group of people could no longer hold back. They immediately stood up and passed through the cave door one by one. In a blink of an eye, only Old Uncle Jiu was left.
The invisible wind emerged from the sweet spring and gently blew over his face.
For a moment, he felt like the hairs on his hair were standing on end.
Even though I have been fighting in graves for many years and have seen countless corpses, when I glanced at the white bones wrapped in a long gown on the ground with my peripheral vision, I felt an indescribable sense of humanity.
It seems that the next second, it will raise its hand to lift the clothes above its head and speak.
Think of this.
Old Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shudder.
If he dared to stay any longer, he quickly turned around and left.
By the time he caught up with everyone, the group had already begun their 'treasure hunt'.
Approaching the stone wall, Chen Yulou picked up a yellowed ancient book. Unfortunately, it was so stained by moisture that the pages were almost stuck together.
He reluctantly opened a page and read carefully by the light at hand.
The ink smudges and forms large ink balls.
But I can still vaguely make out a few words.
"That year, I crossed Dongting Lake and went boating in the swamp. The next day I waited for an island. After wandering for half my life, I finally found a secluded place."
"I don't know how old I am in the cave, but I still have both my life and my life. I eat energy and swallow talismans, but I still can't find the true way."
"It is difficult to read through what the ancestors passed down. How can one hope for immortality?"
Silently read every word in the book.
A scene seemed to appear in Chen Yulou's mind.
A group of people sat on the wooden table in the cave, with the help of a bean-like light, bent over the desk and picked up a pen, recording the memories of their lives bit by bit.
He has traveled around the world for many years.
I tried to find a way to live forever, but I still couldn't get started.
Moreover, as we get older, day after day, year after year, in the blink of an eye, our hair is already gray.
The feeling of loneliness, loneliness, and despair is almost overwhelming.
Just being in it gave him a suffocating feeling.
Subconsciously holding the volume of the self-written book in his hand, he wanted to open a few more pages. When he continued to look back, he realized that the pages at the back were completely soaked with moisture.
The ink characters cannot be read clearly at all.
"Brother Chen!"
"Quick, look, here are two volumes of secret techniques!"
When Chen Yulou still wanted to continue trying.
Suddenly, the excited voice of a partridge whistle came from behind.
In an instant.
It's not just him.
Yang Fang, Hua Ling, and the old foreigner also gathered around.
Walking outside Partridge Whistle, I saw him standing in the southeast of the wall. There was a stone box in the hole in front of him. It looked rough and had many marks left by carving knives.
It was clearly carved by the Taoist himself.
At this moment the stone box has been opened.
The Partridge Whistle held a volume of ancient scriptures in his hand, and there was another volume hidden in the box.
Compared to the self-written book he just found.
The two volumes of ancient scriptures are surprisingly well preserved.
Not only is there no trace of moisture, the writing on the pages is even more clearly visible.
"Brother Chen, look."
Partridge Whistle didn't waste any time and handed over the ancient book in his hand.
Received in hand.
Chen Yulou closed his palms.
Under the flickering firelight, five ink characters appeared in his eyes.
"Dong Xuan Jin Jade Collection?!"
Chen Yulou lowered his voice and read out word for word.
"Sure enough!"
Almost the moment that line of words came into view, his heart couldn't help but beat heavily.
The Quanzhen Taoist Gate, the first of the Northern Seven Truths.
Danyang embraces the real person Wuwei!
Danyangzi Taoist Ma Yu!
When he saw the word "Encounter Immortal" on the jade plaque before, he had some vague guesses. Now that he saw this volume of Dongxuan Gold and Jade Collection written by Danyangzi himself, the last doubt disappeared.
"Brother Taoist, pick it up and take a look. Is the scroll at the bottom a shining light?"
Take a deep breath.
Chen Yulou suppressed the excitement in his heart and said in a deep voice.
But no matter how hard I suppress it, I can't suppress the trembling sound in my words.
"Okay."
Noticed something strange about him.
Partridge Whistle did not dare to hesitate at all, and carefully took out the remaining ancient book from the stone box, and looked at it carefully in front of the light.
"God...the light of God is bright!"
"Really!"
When he saw the few ink characters on the book clearly, even though Partridge Whistle was already mentally prepared, he still exclaimed in surprise.
"Shopkeeper, do you know the identity of that senior?"
"The collection of gold and jade, the radiant divine light, which sect is this inheritance?"
Several people around him didn't even dare to take a breath at first, but now they couldn't hold back any longer and asked questions one after another.
"Quanzhen Taoism!"
"A disciple of the second-generation leader Ma Yuzhenren."
Looking back, looking at the expectant eyes, Chen Yulou had no intention of hiding anything.
"Wait...under the door?"
"The shopkeeper, isn't he Master Ma Yu?"
Hearing the words Quanzhen Taoism, the group felt their blood surge. Having been to Zhongnan and Qingcheng, they already knew how many Taoist schools there were over the past two thousand years.
Quanzhen is one of the two largest schools of Taoism that has spread throughout the world.
An existence that is as famous as Zheng.
The Quanzhen sect cultivates the mind internally and saves all sentient beings externally. It follows the path of cultivating the mind, refining the nature, nourishing the qi and refining elixirs. It achieves both merits and deeds, and attains sage attainment, which is called Quanzhen.
And the righteous way respects heaven and ancestors, helps the world and saves people, writes a lot of articles, kills talismans and temples, kills ghosts and living people, makes the righteousness clear and cleanses the universe.
in short.
Quanzhen cultivates the inner elixir and corrects the first layer of talismans.
Under the two major schools, countless sect inheritances, large and small, were derived over thousands of years.
Although they don't know much about Master Ma Yu, since he is the second generation leader of Quanzhen Taoism, he is definitely a figure like a land god in the eyes of the world.
How could they not be shocked and confused.
However, as his words fell, everyone was still immersed in admiration. Kunlun, who had a pure and transparent mind, suddenly discovered a flaw in his words.
"Legend has it that Master Ma Yu attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven in Youxian Palace, so he was given the title of Master Danyang Baoyi Wuwei by the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty."
"This place is thousands of miles away from Wenshan. How could it be possible for the real person Ma Yu to sit down in an unknown cave here?"
"So..."
Chen Yulou's eyes lit up and his voice gradually became brighter.
He turned around and hugged his fists towards the depths of the cave behind him.
"There is only one possibility. That senior is a disciple of Zhenren, a disciple of Yuxian Sect."
"As for the name, we still need to continue to clean up the legacy of our predecessors before we can know it."
The final word.
Chen Yulou breathed out.
What echoed in my mind were the few self-narrative sentences I just read.
Wandering for half my life, I went into a cave to retreat.
Unfortunately...there is no hope of everlasting life! (End of chapter)