Xuanzhe is heaven.
Hunxing, the meaning of Huntian.
Tame Hu Xuan, that is, the infinite movement of the Hun is just like the sky.
This is the first preface of Xuan in the Taixuan Sutra, taken from Laozi Xuanzhi Youxuan.
Tai Xuan Jing, also known as Tai Xuan, Tai Yuan and Xuan Jing, was written by Yang Xiong in the late Western Han Dynasty.
However...
From the current perspective of ancient times, the timeline cannot be just the Han Dynasty, but before the Pre-Qin Dynasty, at least the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and even the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Therefore, Tai Xuan Jing is most likely the Tao Te Ching.
The last sentence actually confirms this guess.
Those who follow the Mysterious Way believe in Qi and think of casting the Tao body.
This is clearly the true meaning of Xuan Dao's Convincing Qi Building Foundation Technique.
The most important thing is that according to the Louguan transmission, Taoists of the Louguan sect, in addition to practicing the five-volume scriptures "Daode", "Miaozhen", "Xisheng", "Kaitian" and "Huahu" , and also teach several kinds of Shangqing Sutra.
For example, "Dadong Zhenjing", "Huangting Inner Scenery Sutra", "Tai Shang Yin Shu", "Tai Shang Su Ling Dong Xuan Da You Miao Sutra" and so on.
But inside the Taoist temple here, there is only one true book.
The time goes back to the Western Zhou Dynasty.
There is no doubt that the Taixuan Jing corresponds to the Tao Te Sutra.
“So, the Taoist Palace here should be where Zhenren Wenshi stayed.”
“Back then, I was welcomed to see off Lao Tzu from outside the customs, and after receiving his Taoist Sutra, he came to Zhongnan Mountain Make a building out of grass, retreat from the world to practice, and watch the stars and breath."
Chen Yulou murmured in a low voice, and the thousands of thoughts in his heart became clearer.
“In addition, according to what Qingchi Taoist said, when he was farming in Qingchi Mountain, he met a Taoist man and saw that he had a great appearance and extraordinary temperament, so he taught him Taoism.”
"It is said that as long as you are convinced and guided, you can achieve the Tao and become an immortal."
"Although the cultivation methods inherited by the Louguan Sect are mixed from various schools, they learn from each other's strong points and make up for their shortcomings, and finally form a combination of internal and external training, that is, Fu Lu The path of cultivation is the same as that of Danding.”
“But in the beginning, the Lou Guan sect did not take medicine, but Qi Qi!”
The more Chen Yulou thought about it, the more he felt that Closer to the truth.
One side of Luanlongtan.
He stood with his hands behind his back, the cold wind howling outside and snow dust flying everywhere, but he remained unmoved, only his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"It can't be wrong."
"Zhenren Wenshi practiced here."
Thinking of this, Chen Yulou's mind moved, and the shadow of the Dharma in the underwater ancient temple was about to The ancient book was closed and turned away.
At the same time.
Continue walking around.
Under the Pingshan Pill Well, there was only one corpse of Taoist Qingchi, which made Partridge Sentry and the others break through the realm and step into practice.
Now is such a good opportunity.
With his character, how could he miss it so easily?
Except for the Taixuan Scripture, the most valuable one...is naturally the chess game.
In ancient times, there was a dream, watching immortals playing chess and a hundred years passed in a blink of an eye.
There is also a Zhenlong chess game in the book, and the one who breaks the game will be destined to his destiny.
So, after putting away the Taixuan Sutra, Chen Yulou's eyes subconsciously fell on the coffee table in the middle of the two futons.
Two sons, black and white, nineteen lines across.
It looks like a Tai Chi yin and yang fish, which is very consistent with Taoism. It is no wonder that all the way up the mountain, those hermits, apart from meditating, practicing swordsmanship, and watching the sea of clouds, mostly played chess.
only.
The current chess game does not seem to have much meaning.
At least according to his eyesight, he can't see much for the time being. Both sides in the chess game have obviously killed the dragon and their defeat has been decided. They can surrender.
Although he can also play backgammon.
But in this life, when Chen Yulou was born, the Chen family’s heritage was already very deep after several generations of accumulation.
And he is an only son.
He also established a creed of both civil and military skills early on.
The Four Books and Five Classics, martial arts practice, military strategy, astronomy and geography, none of them can be left behind.
It’s just Go, he actually learned it.
Among the refugees who settled in Chenjiazhuang, there was no shortage of wealthy and down-to-earth families, or those who came from officialdom, and many of them were even scholars from the former Wanqing Dynasty.
It is too easy to find a few people among these people who are willing to serve as teachers.
After all.
How many scholars are willing to go to the fields to farm, leaving early and returning late?
It’s just that what Chen Yulou learned in those years was too complicated, and he could only talk too much but not be precise.
But in a simple chess game, the winner and loser can still be seen clearly.
The chess game at this moment seems to be the result of the game.
The scene was quite different from what he imagined.
But Chen Yulou was obviously still a little unwilling. He reached out his hand and grabbed a sunspot.
Holding it in the palm of his hand, it was slightly cool, but the texture was delicate, but he recognized it at a glance. It was just polished from the most common rock on Zhongnan Mountain.
“Both the chess game and the pieces are wrong.”
"Is it the chessboard and... the stone jar?"
Chen Yulou murmured in a low voice, his eyes turning to another part of the coffee table.
However, no matter how he looked at it, both of them were carved from ordinary rocks, and there was not much that was magical about them.
“It can’t be a futon?”
A wisp of divine consciousness swept over him, but what surprised him was that it couldn’t be simpler, a futon woven from weeds in the mountains, divine consciousness It can't even be penetrated.
"This..."
Aware of this.
It was Chen Yulou, and the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch.
The most impossible becomes possible.
This kind of damn thing would be a big mistake in a tou-dou antique shop.
He has only seen it once in so many years.
Just a few years after he took over the Chen family and took over Changsheng Mountain, he took a group of guys to Lijiashan and tried to overturn the tomb of the Dian King. However, after going there, he discovered that they had already been conquered first.
He was unwilling to give in.
With the ability to observe vegetation and identify traces of mud, I managed to find a coffin from a quagmire.
It is also the abandoned ancient coffin.
Let him find the human skin map engraved with the tomb of King Xian.
But compared to the present.
What does that mean?
Fluorescence is as different from Haoyue as clouds and mud.
Thousands of years have passed, and even the Caolou Temple on the top of the mountain has been eroded and disappeared in the wind and rain. The two futons made of grass have not even shown any signs of decay.
This in itself actually explains a lot.
Take a deep breath.
Chen Yulou carefully picked up the two futons. As soon as he took them, a cool breeze hit his face. The distracting thoughts and restlessness in his heart were instantly settled.
"Pure your mind, concentrate your mind, enter concentration, and realize the Tao?"
Feel the breath in the futon and the changes on your body one by one.
His heart was even more shocked.
You know, before this, he had only seen this kind of effect in one place.
That is Zulongding!
But there are not many places in the world like the cave heaven and blessed land.
Nowadays, two simple futons can achieve this step. Chen Yulou still doesn't understand.
"What a good thing."
"At least it's a Taoist magic weapon... No, it's a magic weapon level."
In the ancient temple, the originally formless and insubstantial shadow of the Dharma appeared here and there. Two lights seemed to flicker on the blurry face.
Overflowing with splendor.
Chen Yulou has been exposed to some weapon refining at least.
Although I haven't entered the palace yet, I still know the most basic things.
It is far from the time when we were in Pingshan.
As long as it is a Taoist object, it is called a magic weapon.
Actually, just as there are realms of practice, there are also different levels of utensils.
Dharma weapon, magic weapon.
Going up, Chen Yulou has not come into contact with it yet, but he thinks it should be a spiritual treasure or a real treasure.
A magic weapon is a spiritual treasure when it generates spiritual meaning.
As for the natal magic weapon, it is called a real treasure.
Just like Lu Zu’s pure Yang sword, Zhang Guolao’s fishing drum, and Tieguai Li’s gourd, they are the things of destiny.
And his own words.
The Dragon Scale Sword can now barely be regarded as a magic weapon.
To break away from the magic weapon, it is too slow to cultivate the soul, and it may not be possible for decades. However, if we find another way, for example, sealing the evil god from the Thunder Mountain of Mahakala into the sword.
Maybe a few years.
You can be promoted from a magic weapon to a magic weapon.
But now...I got two magic weapons easily.
Didn’t this motherfuck pick up a huge leak?
"When I came down before, I saw at least five or six spiritual lights, and there should be treasures..."
Put away the futon.
Chen Yulou is like a squirrel storing food for the winter. I want to buy all the good stuff into my home.
A pair of eyes scanned the surroundings.
Don’t dare to let go even an inch.
Soon, his eyes fell on the incense burner on the table.
At least two thousand years have passed here, but the three incense sticks are like the ever-burning lanterns seen in the world of mortals in Pingshan. The shark fire that has been burning for thousands of years in King Xian’s tomb is always burning, and there is no trace of it at all. Signs of burnout.
There are precedents of Taixuan Ancient Sutra and Enlightenment Futon.
Even a three-year-old child should know that this incense burner must have a great origin.
Almost subconsciously.
The shadow of the Dharma appears outside the table, taking several steps in one step.
Carefully reach out your hand.
Pick up the incense burner.
In an instant, a faint fragrance rushed into his nose. Across the pond, Chen Yulou felt that his whole body felt smooth.
"Sure enough."
His eyes lit up.
Chen Yulou knew that he had guessed correctly again.
Originally, according to his idea, after the trip to Jingjue Ancient City and Kunlun Shrine, they would return to Chenjiazhuang and start planning the layout on Junshan Island in Dongting Lake.
Open up several caves.
Supplied for practice, alchemy, talismans, weapon refining, and farming and medicinal cultivation.
Unexpectedly, this trip to Taibai Peak of Zhongnan Mountain was like someone giving him an umbrella when it rained when he was out, which completely solved his urgent need.
When the time comes, light the incense burner and sit on the futon to practice.
It will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!
After finally suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, Chen Yulou searched the entire ancient temple several times. After repeatedly confirming that there were no other artifacts, he exhaled and prepared to leave.
But...
After all, I have received so many blessings from Master Wen Shi.
Of course Chen Yulou was embarrassed, so he turned around and left.
The phantom of Dharma is holding fists with both hands.
He bowed seriously and bowed towards the two immortal figures of Panasonic playing chess in the mural on the wall.
This is how he soared into the sky.
After a while.
A phantom emerged from the water.
He walked step by step towards Chen Yulou who was standing with his hands behind his back outside Luanlongtan.
The virtual and the real merge into each other.
The next moment, a light flashed deep in Chen Yulou’s eyes.
Put away your energy, the tide returns to Hong Kong, and the cold wind howling outside the cliff also returns to Pingjin in an instant.
"Brother Chen?"
Aware of this huge change, he was originally staring at the Partridge Whistle deep in the cold pool. He still didn't understand what was going on, and subconsciously looked towards Chen Yulou.
Huh——
Chen Yulou just breathed a sigh of relief.
Turn around.
He turned his palm.
Suddenly an additional ancient book appeared.
"This...is this?"
Partridge whistled and his eyes widened. Even though he had seen countless magical powers that could be regarded as the means of heaven and man from him, at this moment, his face still had an expression that could not be concealed. Shocking.
The whole process.
He didn't even blink.
I just worry about missing something.
But...
Even so.
He still couldn't imagine how Chen Yulou did it?
In the ghost pools and hot springs he encountered in Jiazigou and Conch Valley before, he still went into the water himself, and only then did he notice the changes in the water.
But after returning from Kunlun Mountain, many of his methods have become increasingly unpredictable.
"Inherited by the real person Wen Shi."
"Tai Xuan Jing!"
Chen Yulou didn't explain too much, just handed the ancient book forward in his hand.
It’s been so long anyway.
No matter what happens to him, Partridge Whistle and his team will figure it out on their own and find an answer they think is the most reasonable.
Compared to now.
That day, the golden elixir phenomenon on the Guanyun Tower and the breakthrough of the Ancestral Dragon Peak into the cave were shocking.
I don’t know what happened to them.
“Tai Xuan Jing?!”
Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows, and his tone subconsciously increased a bit.
"But... is there a follow-up technique to the Foundation Building Technique?"
What he is most concerned about now is to complete the Foundation Building Technique.
However, when Chen Yulou was asked this question, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
Personally passed down by Wen Shi.
Just these few words, how can it be compared to a mere Mystic Dao Convincing Qi Foundation Building Skill?
Eat Qi, swallow medicine, cinnabar, and talismans.
Includes many methods.
However, he also knew that Partridge Whistle had been very anxious since he stepped into the foundation building. After all, if he could not complete the skills in one day, it would mean that he would have no way out in the future.
“Of course.”
“Brother Tao, just think about it slowly.”
Thinking of this, Chen Yulou nodded.
Just now in the underwater ancient temple, he briefly browsed through the phantom of the Dharma. In the Taixuan Sutra, in addition to the Xuan Dao Conquering Qi and Building the Foundation, there are also elixirs and talismans involved.
Gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought is indeed no empty talk.
However, compared to the Four Arts of Cultivation in Qingmu Longevity Kung Fu, it is far behind.
“It’s true!”
After getting the definite answer, Partridge Whistle could no longer contain his excitement.
Took the ancient book from his hand.
After taking several deep breaths, I carefully opened the pages of the book.
When a mysterious Taoist, the words "Convince Qi and Cast the Taoist Body" came into view, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground safely.
"This, Brother Chen, where does this ancient book come from..."
More than thirty years of life.
Partridge Whistle rarely has such a moment, and his tone is a little excited and inexplicable.
It’s just...
The words just left his mouth.
Chen Yulou in front of him seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned around and looked in the direction they came from.
"Brother Chen?"
"There is a Taoist coming from the foot of the mountain. His realm is extremely high..."
I saw him and asked.
Chen Yulou did not look back, but just replied in a low voice.
Moreover, he didn’t say a word.
The sword intent at the foot of the mountain fills the sky, and the people haven't arrived yet, so they go ahead fiercely.
It’s more than that.
On his way up the mountain, the sound of Lang reading poetry also followed him.
There are more than a hundred Taoist temples and hundreds of Taoists on Taibai Mountain. There are very few people who can achieve this level of cultivation, and they can also cultivate such amazing sword intent.
The identity of the visitor is self-evident.
Taoist Shanxia is extremely fast.
Almost instantly, we arrived at the Jade Emperor Pond from the sea of clouds.
At this moment, the Partridge Whistle also noticed something was wrong. He carefully put the Taixuan Jing ancient book in his hand close to his body, then turned around and looked at the place where he climbed the mountain with a solemn expression.
“The art of alchemy and seal script has been passed down for thousands of years, and the two volumes of Huangting Sutra are recited orally.”
……
"I have mastered the art of swordsmanship, and I will kill the dragon wherever there is one."
Not long after.
A sound like falling drums and thunder came from down the mountain.
At the same time, an old Taoist with gray hair, wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back, binding his hair with a wooden hairpin, and hanging a gourd on his waist, climbed up the stairs step by step from the bottom of the mountain.
Seems slow.
In fact, his body is as fast as lightning.
In the blink of an eye, he emerged from the mountain pass and outside the pine forest.
I saw him looking deeply at Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle outside Hantan, stretched out his hand and made a bow, and laughed loudly.
"The poor Taoist Zhaohu didn't know that a great master was coming to the mountain, so he came to the mountain to pay a visit." (End of Chapter)