Chapter 5 5: Immortal Realm, Jie Yin Hall
In the underground chamber,
Chu Zhou was lying on the bed, holding old books and animal skins in his hands, already falling into a deep dream!
In the dream, he seemed to be riding on the purple air, crossing the boundless sea of clouds, straight up to the sky, and at the end of his field of vision, he saw the glorious and vast Heavenly Gate standing tall and wide.
And he was drifting closer and closer to that gate.
The closer he got, the more he could feel the unparalleled shock brought by the Tianmen.
Under the Tianmen, there are heavenly soldiers and generals stationed there. They are all three-foot-long gods and men, holding weapons and weapons, with divine light in their eyes. They glance around, as if all the demons and monsters cannot escape their eyes.
It was too late, but soon enough, a ray of Dharma Eye light came and enveloped him.
At that moment, Chu Zhou even felt like he was about to die, but just for a moment, the divine light moved away and he turned a blind eye.
No, I shouldn’t say turning a blind eye, but taking the initiative to let it go.
At this time, Chu Zhou discovered that the people he was wandering close to Tianmen were not just one or two, but dozens or hundreds.
They fell under the Tianmen, above the boundless purple energy, and spontaneously formed a line, row by row, row by row, quite orderly!
And at Tianmen, there seems to be a special immortal official registering there.
Chu Zhou tilted his head and looked, feeling as if he was 'applying for an ID card'.
First enter the information, then take photos, issue a certificate, and finally make it into an ‘ID card’!
Of course, there are differences. At least, the immortal officials don't have to ask questions or provide all kinds of information. They just need to look at the golden book in their hands and all the information they should have will come out.
They just need to check it and make sure it is OK. As for the so-called 'identity card', it is more of a brand.
With a casual hit, it was carved into the body. Then, the person who was branded was also glowing with light. When he showed his whereabouts again, he had changed his appearance.
Wearing a jade crown on his head, a green feathered coat, a jade belt around his waist, and a pair of blue silk cloud boots, he already looks like a free and unrestrained immortal.
Hanging most clearly on their waists was a token with the words "Immortal Realm" written on it, which was extremely eye-catching.
After the disguise, a fairy servant dressed as an attendant appeared and led the man forward step by step.
With just a breath, he entered the gate of heaven and disappeared.
Normally, people always have great fear about unknown things, but at this time, Chu Zhou seemed to be only curious and slightly excited.
It was as if he knew that there was some great benefit waiting for him within that gate.
It's all a long story, but in fact the immortal official moved very quickly, and soon it was his turn.
Then, he also put on a blue feather coat and followed an immortal servant towards the Tiantian Gate.
In the dream, Chu Zhou felt that he wanted to say something, for example, where was this place?
Why am I here?
What are we going to do or something like that?
But he couldn't open his mouth. Yes, it was as if he had lost the ability to speak. Although his mind was clear and his thinking was fine, his whole person was being led forward by the fairy servant.
Then, when they crossed the Tianmen, Chu Zhou was shocked again by the magnificent scene behind the door.
He saw the lingering immortal energy, the magnificent palace complex, the mighty heavenly soldiers patrolling, and the chariots pulled by the Nine Dragons passing through the sky.
There are also phoenixes fluttering their wings, there are groups of fairies, there are gods with mighty power, and there are laws that represent heaven and earth...
There were so many 'wonderful things' that came to his attention at once that he felt overwhelmed.
That is to say, he seems to have lost his entity now, drifting along with the wind, otherwise he would have been dizzy, stumbling, and losing his sense of proportion.
This situation was not better until they stepped over the jade steps, walked across the long bridge, and finally entered a glorious hall.
And here, another immortal greeted his arrival.
The immortal had a true 'crane-haired child's face', with hair as white as snow and a long beard stained with frost, but his skin was as delicate as a baby's, his eyes were clear and bright, and his whole person exuded the weight of time.
However, none of the above can explain the unique temperament of this white-haired immortal.
Chu Zhou didn't know how to describe it. He just felt that facing this person, he was like a mouse meeting a cat.
Or to be more precise, the student versus the teacher!
Yes, even when students face their teachers, they don’t need to say too many words. Just looking at them can make you restless and uncomfortable.
Before Chu Zhou could make any move, he saw the white-haired immortal looking him up and down, his eyes seemed to be shining with strange light, he smiled faintly, and flicked his whisk.
Then, another white-haired immortal walked out of his body. He was dressed in the same way, but his body was much more unreal.
Then, this illusory clone led Chu Zhou and disappeared from where he was in a matter of steps.
When they arrived at another place in the void, it was like the reflection of the stars, brilliant and colorful, and the white-haired immortal was here, looking at Chu Zhou intently.
He reached out his hand and took out something from Chu Zhou's body. There was already an old book and an animal skin in his hand.
Looking to the left, looking at the old book, the white-haired immortal couldn't help but shook his head, as if he felt it was unsightly.
Looking to the right, looking at the animal skin, he no longer shook his head, but with disgust, as if he saw a piece of shit.
But after just a pause, he still spoke. His voice, full of vicissitudes of time, seemed to be transformed into the sound of the great road, resonating between heaven and earth.
There are even stars hanging down, forming a human-shaped outline in the void, which seems to be illusory, but is extremely accurate.
Then, as the sound of the avenue sounded, the mannequin continued to perform various postures and exercises.
As a result, the internal flow of qi and blood, the pattern of stacked and surging force, and the growth and expansion of the muscles, bones, and skin membranes are all clearly visible.
But you want to say that the white-haired immortal's acting skills only stop there?
That would be wrong!
He is acting, but he is more criticizing, belittling, telling the crudeness of the body-training method, the misunderstanding of strengthening qi and blood, the shortcomings of condensing strength, the shortcomings of strengthening the body, the optimization of decoctions and medicinal supplements...< br>
He seemed to criticize "The Furious Dragon's Hands" as worthless, but it also gave Chu Zhou a deep understanding of this middle-level martial arts.
When it comes to "The Art of Ghost Exorcism", he is no longer criticizing and belittling, but angrily denounces, slanders, and denounces the fallacies in it word for word.
But such rebuke also strips away all the foundation of this secret art.
It seemed that he was really angry. At the end, the white-haired immortal gave him a little explanation about what true cultivation was.
It does not involve specific methods, but it has the concept of practice, the principle of physical strength, the structure of the mortal body, and the basic rules of secret techniques...
All these things seem to be guiding him on the right path!
That is a real broad road!
At this point, the performance finally came to an end. They returned to the main hall again, and the immortal servant led him again, walking out step by step, as if he was leaving.
Chu Zhou followed him the whole time, and he couldn't be said to be in a daze, because his head was clear. However, he really has no autonomy.
Only when he arrived outside the main hall, he looked back.
At a glance, he seemed to see three big characters hanging in the sky in the center of the hall.
——Jie Yin Palace!
So, this is the reception hall of the Immortal Realm?
Then, when he came back to his senses, he had already left the Heavenly Gate, falling from the sea of clouds, falling...
scare!
As if he suddenly woke up from a dream, Chu Zhou sat up from the bed. He stared around in confusion.
After a night of burning, the oil and lamps were exhausted, and the underground secret room fell into darkness again. Only the vents revealed light, which seemed to mean that it was already dawn outside.
There was a moment of clarity in his chaotic mind, and Chu Zhou didn't care about last night's dream. He immediately got up, tidied up briefly, and groped up the stone stairs step by step.
Sure enough, before he stayed in his master's room for a while, his junior brother Yi Huai came over.
Not only did they bring toiletries, but they also made it clear that people had gathered outside the Taoist temple and it was time to express their condolences.
Chu Zhou didn't dare to delay, so he immediately started moving, washed briefly, and then walked into the main hall.
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Fan Zhong has been here for a while, directing the cooks and helpers to chop wood, boil water, cook, and be busy...
Chu Zhou put on his mourning clothes, opened the palace door, and saw people in simple clothes and their families filing in.
Almost everyone lined up with sad faces, and respectfully offered three pillars of fragrance to Xuan Zhen Lao Dao.
It should be said, let alone Xuanzhen's private misfortunes, on the surface, he is a good man from all over the country, a god-like figure, and he is naturally loved by everyone.
Therefore, there is really an endless stream of people coming to express their condolences.
With yesterday's experience, Chu Zhou was able to deal with it with ease, and even in his free time, he still had the time to study last night's dream.
Should I say it or not, it was a very strange feeling.
He knew it was a dream, but he felt that many people and objects in his memory were quite vague.
Such as the glorious heavenly gate, the majestic heavenly soldiers and generals, the white-haired immortals with immortal demeanor, they are all like a dream or an illusion!
However, he remembered the performance of the white-haired immortal, the human body with stars hanging down, and the content about martial arts and secret techniques very clearly.
In particular, the criticism and angry voice of the white-haired immortal seemed to be echoing in his ears.
Originally, Chu Zhou thought that the day was going to end like this, but when the sky turned dark, another uninvited guest arrived.
He was a arrogant middle-aged man, dressed in silk clothes, with a rich body shape, and his back was slightly stooped when he stepped.
But after entering the main hall and looking around, he straightened his back and raised his head high.
Chu Zhou went through this man's mind and finally remembered his identity. He was the chief steward of the Xue Mansion in Baisha City.
In ordinary county towns, the county magistrates are all floating officials. They come and go, and they have the highest status and the greatest power in name.
But if there is really something to be done, it must be implemented by the people below.
Therefore, the county magistrate is responsible for the economy and justice; the county lieutenant is responsible for military affairs, corvee labor, and supervision; the chief bookkeeper is responsible for documents and statistics,
These three are the positions with low official status and the most powerful ones.
Moreover, they are not floating around, but are rooted in one place. Although promotion has little to do with them, each one has family support behind them, and they are also local households.
The head of the Xue family, Xue Minghua, is the county magistrate of Baisha County. He is definitely a famous figure in this place.
As for Butler Xue Fu, he is just a servant, but outside, there are not many people who dare not give him face and can not give him face.
In the past, Master Xuanzhen didn't care, but now, Chu Zhou doesn't have the face.
When the great butler arrived, he offered three sticks of incense and then brought a message to his master.
"If the little Taoist is willing, you can enter the Xue Mansion, and I will keep your Xuanzhen Temple safe and sound!"
After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Chu Zhou to answer.
Chu Zhou didn't react at first, but he didn't come back to it until he dug out a lot of information from his memory.
The meaning of the Xue family is obvious. If Xuanzhen Temple is in the name of the Xue family, it will naturally deter others from making mistakes.
However, the condition is that Chu Zhou can enter the Xue Mansion!
As for what exactly?
I heard that Xue Minghua, the head of the Xue family, is famous for being indifferent between men and women, and can be used both offensively and defensively! ! !
After understanding this, Chu Zhou's face turned green. He wished he could just knock the housekeeper of the Xue Mansion to death, but he could only try to suppress his anger.
However, after calming down, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Because, according to his original thinking, if it really couldn't be done, he would probably just walk away.
Anyway, he still has some extravagant wealth in his hands, and with his two junior brothers, as long as he avoids the pursuit of certain people, he can do well in the world!
But now it seems that he thinks things are simple.
Because, some people are not only eyeing Xuan Zhen Guan’s materials, but also his person!
In this case, it will not be easy to just leave.
Chu Zhou even felt that perhaps these seven days of rest were the last dignity given to Xuan Zhen by those people.
After seven days, it's probably time for them to take action.
Therefore, the time left for him is really running out!
……
In this way, he finally stayed up until night and sent his junior brother back to sleep again. Chu Zhou was in the main hall again, burning paper money and taking out the old books and animal skins.
Only this time, he didn't rush to look. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, tried to calm down, maintained an ethereal state, and looked inward at himself.
The method of meditation is regarded as the basic skill of Taoism, so it is nothing. After just a moment, Chu Zhou calmed down.
Then, he seemed to see a ball of light shining on the vast ocean. Looking carefully, he saw that through the light, there seemed to be a jade plaque spinning in the air.
The word 'immortal realm' above was clearly engraved in his eyes.
At this moment, Chu Zhou was finally sure that everything he experienced was not an illusion.
In other words, this 'fairyland' game has become his golden finger in this world!
Now, it’s time to study how to use it?
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