"Ah!"
With an exclamation, Shen Yao woke up from his sleep.
Shen Yao looked at the bamboo roof above his head with some confusion, and then Shen Yao gradually came back to his senses from the confusion.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Shen Yao took a long breath and had another nightmare.
Since childhood, Shen Yao has had nightmares from time to time, a nightmare that has lasted for more than ten years in his life.
The content of the nightmares was very strange. Every time, Shen Yao dreamed that he was drowning in a dark and filthy chaos, unable to struggle or move. He could only watch himself being swallowed up by the darkness and filth.
This is the case every time, and every time I can clearly feel the suffocating feeling of despair.
Shen Yao didn’t know why he kept repeating such a nightmare. As Shen Yao entered the Immortal Sect, he found that the content of his nightmares had changed. Every time he was about to be submerged in the darkness and filth, At this moment, Shen Yao could feel that there was an eye staring at him in this chaos.
Recalling the content of the nightmare, Shen Yao couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
Shen Yao was not from a wealthy family. Compared to the ghost and god families in the Yu Dynasty, Shen Yao's parents were just a pair of loose monks who established a small immortal cultivating family after their future was hopeless.
The birth of Shen Yao made Shen Yao's parents extremely excited. However, faced with Shen Yao's nightmare problem, Shen Yao's parents tried their best to solve it, and even praying to God and asking for medicine had no effect.
Fortunately, Shen Yao didn't have nightmares every day. Over time, he got used to it.
Originally, Shen Yao thought that he was used to it, but the sudden changes in his nightmares in the past few days made Shen Yao a little confused. He didn't know if there was something wrong with the environment he was in.
Stepping out of his small bamboo house, Shen Yao looked around. There were patches of green bamboo forest, with birds and animals playing among them. The rich spiritual energy dispersed like mist between the mountains and forests, turning into a forest. Hazy wonderland.
Looking around, there are many small bamboo houses like Shen Yao's. All the bamboo houses are scattered in this mountain forest, surrounded by green bamboo forests. A path runs through all the bamboo houses, leading to the misty mist. Deep in the mountain trails.
Each small bamboo house has its own separate fence, which looks simple, but in fact each has its own magic circle restriction. It not only protects against water, fire, swords and guns, but also makes it difficult for outsiders to enter.
Accompanied by the sound of birds chirping and insects chirping, a clear light gradually illuminates the forest amid the mist. The dappled light shines through. Breathing in the fresh aura in the bamboo forest, Shen Yao feels refreshed. Cool.
As the copper bells hanging on the bamboo houses jingled, the copper bells on all the bamboo houses in this bamboo forest began to jingle, and then connected together.
People gradually came out of the surrounding bamboo huts. They were old or young, both men and women. They were wearing uniform white robes. When they went out, they began to bow to the people around them and say hello.
Shen Yao also said hello to the people around him, and then everyone left their respective yards and walked deeper through the mist through the forest paths.
As Shen Yao walked out of the bamboo forest and passed through the mountain stream, gradually getting higher and higher, the clouds and fog dispersed, and suddenly it became clear.
Looking back, I saw clouds and mist lingering on the mountainside, green bamboos and cypresses everywhere, full of life.
Birds are chirping, white apes are roaring in the valley, and mist is rising in the mountains, revealing the light of colorful glass.
He turned his head and looked up, walking up the stone steps in front of him, and saw two towering peaks, shaped like broken angles, supporting the heaven and the earth.
Between the two peaks leaning against the sky, a green sun is emitting thousands of rays of brilliance, illuminating the mountains and rivers. As the green light shines, a layer of dense light ripples out, covering the heaven and earth.
Shen Yao looked at the corridors and jade terraces among the red maples and green cypresses, at the continuous palaces and pavilions on the mountain peaks, and finally at the Qionglou and Yuyuyu under the blue sun, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face. meaning.
The cranes circle the sky, the spiritual beasts leap, the rays of light and mist are shining, and the fairy family is a prosperous scene.
This is Jinhua Mountain.
This is the place where True Lord Yuchen Lingyuan slayed the evil dragon. The evil dragon’s head was cut off by the True Lord and turned into these mountains. The True Lord moved the spiritual veins to fill the heaven and earth with spiritual energy and purify the evil dragon’s resentment. Angry, he set up a Taoist temple here, preached the Taoist method, and many people lived forever.
“Don’t look at it, the people over there are already coming up, let’s go quickly.”
His companion urged in a low voice.
Shen Yao came back to his senses and looked to one side. Sure enough, there were already a large number of people climbing up the stone steps on the path, and Shen Yao also quickly quickened his pace. At present, they are just disciples of the outer sect and can only live under the mountainside. Only by learning Taoist internal skills and replacing the spiritual energy in the whole body to circulate around the sky can they worship the inner sect and live on the mountainside.
Up and down the mountainside, it is not only a question of the purity of spiritual energy, but also a question of the way forward. Only by entering the inner gate can one be qualified to truly learn the method of becoming an immortal and hope for immortality. .
Shen Yao knew very well that none of them who could get started were mediocre.
Starting from Tianmen Stream, to Yunraoya, then to Asking for the Way of the Heart, and finally to Feixiandai, each level has eliminated a large number of monks who are weak-minded or have evil intentions.
These stages, from the bones, to the understanding, to the Taoist heart, and finally to the true nature, at the beginning there were nearly a hundred thousand people who wanted to become immortals and live forever at the foot of Jinhua Mountain, but in the end only a few thousand people were able to get started. .
All those who can get started will not be able to see the immortals when they enter Jinhua Mountain.
Shen Yao and the others first received clothes, pills, and a book of exercises, and then lived at the foot of the mountainside to breathe.
They must first use the aura of heaven and earth from Jinhua Mountain to replace the mottled aura and the aura of the mortal world in their bodies. What's more, they need to replace the aura of incense in their bodies.
Only in this way can we proceed to the next step.
After swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and replacing the mana in the body with breathing in and out of the sky, it is time to spread the power and reshape the foundation with the exercises of Jinhua Mountain.
This step may be fast or slow. After shaping the base, you can enter the inner door and listen to profound teachings.
However, Shen Yao and the others do not breathe at the foot of the mountain every day. All the monks who are novices can go up the mountain every once in a while, and the true king will give lectures on the Dharma.
When the copper bell rings, it is the day to go up the mountain to listen to the Dharma.
In addition, all the monks are free to move around under the mountainside, either vomiting on their own, discussing Taoism with others, or even competing, without too many restrictions.
As long as you follow the precepts when you enter the mountain, including fellow disciples not to kill each other, not to bully fellow disciples, not to preach the teachings indiscriminately, etc., there will be no problem.
It has been more than three months since Shen Yao and his group of monks started practicing, but Zhenjun only preached once.
And that time, it was not the true Lord who taught the Dharma, but a clone of the True Lord.
Even so, the legal principles he described also fascinated Shen Yao and others.
Now the bell rang again, and everyone was extremely excited, finally waiting for the second sermon.
When Shen Yao and the others reached the mountainside and the square paved with jade, in this wide square, there were already monks who had arrived first, standing in their positions, waiting. The true king has arrived.
Soon, as thousands of monks all arrived, and after all the monks found their positions, thousands of monks wearing white robes and Jinhua Mountain jade pendants looked forward.
I saw a female cultivator wearing a blue Taoist robe coming on a cloud. When she saw everyone gathered, she said, "The outer disciples have all arrived to welcome the True Lord to teach the Dharma."
Shen Yao and the surrounding monks all bowed and said, "Welcome to the true king to teach you the Dharma."
Thousands of monks chanted in unison, and the sound was so loud that it caused ripples in the surging fairy energy around them.
After everyone bowed three times, they saw a spiritual light shining down from the blue sun. In a moment, in the hazy sky, a man wearing black crane clothes and blue jade on his head Guan's figure slowly solidified.
Shen Yao bowed down again and saluted the figure in front of him with everyone else.
All the monks looked solemn and held courteously.
They knew who they were saluting to. They were the true immortals from the outer world, the immortals who killed evil dragons and broke into the netherworld.
That is the Lord of Jinhua Mountain, True Lord Yuchen Lingyuan.
For a time, thousands of monks worshiped together:
"This disciple has seen the true king." (End of this chapter)