"This..."
The two of them still couldn't let go.
When he heard what the old Taoist said, he couldn't help but look forward to it.
Since setting off, from Fangjiashan to Qingcheng Mountain, both Yang Fang and Kunlun have been meditating almost all the time.
I just want to push the door and enter the country as soon as possible.
However, martial arts is like climbing a mountain. It needs to be polished step by step, and only after a long period of accumulation can you make a small gain. This is also the origin of the moon stick, annual sword, and lifelong gun.
Not to mention practicing Taoism.
Kung Fu, foundation, talent, enlightenment, and opportunity are all indispensable.
For example, the white ape and the red girl are relatively lucky, and everything comes naturally without much hindrance.
But the three brothers and sisters, Partridge Xian, Hua Ling and the old foreigner, have not been so smooth. Over the years, they have been looking for Taoist inheritance everywhere, trying to practice breaking through the realm and suppress the ghost curse.
To be precise, they are the Zagrama clan.
After all.
Besides Muchen Bead, the only other way that comes to mind is to practice Taoism.
How can this matter be so simple?
At least before entering the Ping Mountain, no one from the Zagrama clan had succeeded. At most, they inherited the secret technique of reverse fighting, which has nothing to do with the ancient Taoist methods.
If it weren't for that mercury-flowing vermillion pill, it would break the shackles, condense the foundation of Taoism, and lead Qi to practice.
Even people with extraordinary abilities like Partridge Whistle probably still have difficulty entering the country.
Now...
A cup of spiritual tea can activate the energy gathering, which is a great opportunity for the two of them.
“Since the old master has an order.”
"Don't hesitate, you two. Go upstairs quickly, practice meditation, and try to pass the Qi Refining Pass in one go."
I saw the eyes of the two people falling on me.
Obviously asking for my opinion.
How could Chen Yulou delay them? He nodded immediately and smiled warmly.
“Yes.”
"Thank you Master Xingya!"
Hearing this.
Kunlun and Yang Fang stood up together, clasped their hands in fists, and bowed to the old Taoist Xingya.
Such a paradise.
Ordinary people who want to practice Buddhism must at least worship under the Jianfu Palace, receive the Lu Xing ordination, become a Huang Guan, or even enter the inner gate before they have a chance.
now.
It was only their first visit to the mountain, and they came uninvited.
It was considered polite not to be chased down the mountain by the old man and turned away.
Not to mention taking advantage of a precious land to achieve breakthroughs in practice.
Not to mention anything else, even that pot of Quetu Tao tea is not something ordinary people can drink.
For hundreds of years, it has been used as a royal tribute.
Even those Taoists on the mountain may not be able to drink it once a year.
You can imagine how polite Mr. Xingya was.
Definitely worthy of their worship.
"Okay, okay, it's just a bowl of crude tea, so don't flatter me."
Seeing the two of them being so serious.
Taoist Xingya couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and stretched out his hand to give him a weak hand.
See this.
Chen Yulou stood up.
Grabbed the two of them by the shoulders, pulled them up, and warned them softly.
"Okay, since the old man has spoken, you two go quickly and don't waste the opportunity."
As he walked along, he knew how rare such an opportunity was, just like the moon in the well, fleeting. , if you don’t catch it quickly, it may be in vain in the next moment.
“Okay.”
Hearing this.
The two of them will not delay any longer.
Stepping on the stairs, dong dong dong, walked directly to the second floor.
This wooden building was built against the mountain, nestled between ancient pines and green cliffs. Kunlun walked briskly, bending carefully for fear of trampling on the floor.
But what surprised him was.
Enter the second floor.
What I saw was not the imaginary compartment, but a stone staircase leading to a cave in the mountain. Outside the cave, there were two stone lanterns on the left and right, and the light was dimly lit.
Inside the cave, brilliance comes from itself, and there is the faint sound of gurgling waterfalls and sweet springs.
Seeing this scene, the two couldn't help but look at each other.
What came to mind was that on the way to Zhongnan Mountain that day, Chen Yulou explained to them the levels of the cave. There were three levels, upper, middle and lower. Among them, the upper level was almost the same as the one in front of them.
"Brother Kunlun, are you going in or just outside the cave?"
Yang Fang felt dizzy when he saw it. He only felt that there were visions circulating deep in the cave, and he couldn't help but think He took a step into it, but after all, he was on someone else's sect's territory, so he still suppressed his impulse.
He turned his head and glanced at Kunlun beside him.
After all, Kunlun has followed Shopkeeper Chen for many years, and his vision and knowledge should be far better than his own.
So, let him make the decision, at least there will be no mistakes.
“Come in!”
Grinding his teeth, Kunlun walked straight into the cave.
Since the old master agreed to let them go upstairs, and the cave upstairs was the cave, they had to enter through this door.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Yang Fang nodded.
The two of them walked straight through the stone gate, one behind the other. The space inside the cave was huge, even divided into inside and outside. Stone smoke was like clouds in the gaps in the cliff, slowly flowing down.
There is a spring on the ground.
Crystal clear.
The spring water flows gently.
It is very similar to the hidden cave under Longling.
After passing the spring, further inside the rainbow light filled the air, reflecting an ancient cave. You could also faintly see stone tables and chairs, as well as shrines and sandalwood incense.
When the two of them saw it, they immediately understood.
That place should be where Taoist Xingya practices.
Kunlun did not dare to interrupt rashly, and pointed to the square spring on the ground, "Just meditate here."
"It's not always good to push the envelope."
"Okay, Kunlun Brother, I think so too."
Yang Fang nodded.
The ancient cave is full of fresh air and full of spiritual wisdom. It is definitely a rare place of cultivation in the world, but after all, it is owned by a real person, so it is not good to mess around.
The aura around the spring is equally amazing.
Just breaking through the Qi Refining Pass and crossing the Xiaolongmen is enough.
Don’t dare to delay at all.
The two sat cross-legged across the spring.
Put one hand on your lower abdomen, the palm of the other hand upward, hold your breath and fall into concentration, and slowly close your eyes.
Gradually...
In the cave outside, the rich spiritual energy, like a spirit, gathered little by little towards the top of the two people's heads.
"Huh——"
Seeing this scene, Chen Yulou, who was holding a tea cup at the coffee table downstairs, couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
A ray of consciousness followed the two of them up.
He also saw the ancient cave.
If you guessed correctly, it should be the place where Ning Fengzi practiced Taoism.
It’s no wonder that for thousands of years, Jianfu Palace has been able to stand firm and continue to inherit. As long as the ancient cave mansion is guarded, there will always be someone among the younger generations who can stand up.
Turn the tide before it falls, and support the building before it collapses.
War disasters, wars, banditry, natural disasters, and flash floods are nothing.
Thoughts flashed through my mind.
Chen Yulou suppressed his thoughts, held the tea cup and took another sip. He said that the tea did not have much benefit to him, but it was better than nothing.
But the old foreigners are different.
He is worthy of entering the Qi-nurturing realm.
This cup of tongue tea is almost as good as several days of hard work.
At this moment, I didn’t want to waste any of it, sipping it in small sips, closing my eyes from time to time, and refining it bit by bit.
As for the partridge whistle.
This is also the first time I encountered Lingcha.
Although it is of little benefit, it was given by my senior after all, and I am savoring it now.
His eyes swept over the two of them.
A thought suddenly appeared in Chen Yulou's mind. He possesses the Qingmu Longevity Technique, but has never tried the 'Spiritual Planting' technique among them.
If you can find a tea seedling, take it back to Xiangyin.
It just so happened that after he returned, he planned to open a cave on Junshan Island in Dongting Lake and plant several Taoist tea plants there. When the great monks came to visit the mountains, he would be able to entertain the guests. something.
You can't...
Everyone comes here to drink a strong drink?
With these thoughts together, the more Chen Yulou thought about it, the more appropriate it became.
However, before he could think about how to speak to Taoist Xingya, a gentle voice came.
“I don’t know yet, Fellow Daoist Chen, are you coming to Qingcheng Mountain on this trip?”
Hear the words.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but show a trace of apology on his face.
I feel sorry for the visitors who come here to pay homage to the mountain. They have nothing to do but have to ask others to speak.
"Reply to the real person."
"We came here originally to find a Xuanzhen Taoist in the mountains."
"Xuanzhen?"
Hear this Taoist name.
A trace of surprise flashed across Taoist Xingya’s face.
Having been in the mountains for many years, he naturally knows who Xuanzhen is. The last disciple of Tianshi Dao is now a middle-aged disciple of Tianshi Dao. Although he came to the mountain in middle age, he has outstanding talent and was chosen by the previous generation of Tianshi Dao masters to take him under his disciples. .
“Yes.”
Chen Yulou didn't hide it either.
However, Feng Sibei’s identity before becoming a monk was deliberately concealed.
I just said that many years ago, I had a chance meeting. I heard that he went to Qingcheng Mountain to practice Taoism. This time I happened to pass by the foot of the mountain, so I wanted to go up the mountain to meet him.
"Old Master, do you know him?"
Having heard the meaning of his words, Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows slightly.
The silent Brother Partridge Sentinel on the side also raised his head at this moment, with a serious look on his face and an inquiring look in his eyes.
“Of course I know.”
“There are countless Taoists in the mountains. Although Xuanzhen is not at a high level, he has read the Taoist canon thoroughly and has a profound knowledge of the ancient Taoist scriptures.”
"Pindao once sat down with him and discussed Taoism, and we benefited a lot!"
Xingya Taoist nodded.
His words were obviously a bit too self-effacing.
As the headmaster of Jianfu Palace, he has been practicing on the mountain since he was a few years old. Now it has been more than sixty years. No one in the entire Qingcheng Mountain can compare with him.
The depth of understanding of Taoist ancient methods is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
No matter how talented Feng Sibei is, his years of practice are still there.
What's more, he also said that Taoist Xuanzhen's realm is not high, and he may not be able to pass the Qi Refining Pass. It is estimated that it will be difficult to build the foundation.
Once the Taoist foundation is built, it is equivalent to breaking away from the ordinary world and can be praised as a Taoist.
Only when you condense the golden elixir can you become a real person.
As for the Nascent Soul, it is Da Zhenren.
However, although Chen Yulou has a high level, he can only be regarded as a junior in the world of spiritual practice. As long as he builds the foundation, he is called a real person, and anyone who touches the threshold of the golden elixir is called a great real person.
In fact, it means to give a thumbs up.
"It seems that Chen will have to ask for advice when he sees others."
Nod.
Chen Yulou echoed with a smile.
"However, Xuanzhen has occasionally gone down the mountain in recent years. I really don't know if he is on the mountain now."
Taoist Xingya seemed to have thought of something again, and suddenly said.
When he talked about it, there was still a trace of confusion in his eyes.
In his opinion, Feng Sibei's talent is there. If he can calm down and focus on practice, his future achievements may not be worse than his.
I just go down the mountain every year, and often stay outside the mountain for several months.
Waste of time.
However, after hearing this, Chen Yulou understood immediately.
Feng Sibei went down the mountain naturally to find the location of Dixian Village.
That is their lineage, with hundreds of years of obsession. For generations, their ancestors have been determined to find the Dixian Village. Otherwise, one day, Feng Shigu will become a corpse immortal, and the world will fall into a catastrophe.
Of course, this matter cannot be easily disclosed.
Chen Yulou smiled and responded vaguely.
“Perhaps, going down the mountain to enter the world is also a kind of spiritual practice.”
"Also..."
Xingya Dao was slightly startled.
In the past, he might have dismissed this comment.
In a world of chaos and turmoil, how can practicing in a quiet place deep in the mountains be of any use?
But the people in front of me looked dusty, and they were obviously on the road all year round, but this did not affect their advanced realms at all.
Especially this fellow Daoist Chen.
At such a young age, the aura around him was unfathomable, and even he couldn't tell the depth.
He has already condensed into the elixir shape, and is only one step away from smelting the golden elixir in the Qihai Dantian. If even he can't see clearly, there is only one possibility.
Chen Yulou is at least a great monk in the Golden Core Realm.
There is a reason for that.
"How about I call my disciples and go to Tianshi Cave first to save all my Taoist friends a wasted trip?"
"No need to bother."
Chen Yulou waved his hands repeatedly. .
This place is half a hill away from Tianshi Cave. A round trip will take at least two or three hours.
“There’s nothing wrong with the rest of us.”
"Just enjoy the scenery along the way."
Chen Yulou didn't panic as to whether Feng Sibei was in the mountains.
The best you can see.
If you really want to go back to Wushan Coffin Gorge, you can just leave a letter then.
“By the way, Mr. Chen, I have something to ask of you.”
Without dwelling on this matter for too long, Chen Yulou changed the topic and spoke proactively.
"Daoyou Chen said bluntly."
"Chen has long heard about the five Taoist teas of Qingcheng tit tongue, sliced armor, and cicada wing, which are famous all over the world, but I don't know..."
Hearing this, the old Taoist Xingya stroked his beard and smiled.
Get up and take out the porcelain jar from the cabinet behind you, and put it directly on the coffee table.
"It's just some wild camellia. If fellow Taoists like it, you can take it away."
"No, no, no..."
Seeing his actions, Chen Yulou knew that Xingya was an old man. I misunderstood and immediately pushed the porcelain jar back.
"Chen would like to ask for a few tea seeds or a tea sapling. Is it possible?"
"Tea seeds?"
Hearing his request, Xingya Lao Dao was stunned.
This was somewhat beyond his expectation.
“The tea species are simple. There are several old trees growing on the sand flat in the back mountain. On weekdays, my disciples pick them and fry them using the ancient methods passed down.”
“That’s it… It takes decades for the tea tree to be harvested. If you take it back and plant it, it will take too long. How about taking some tea back and tasting it slowly?"
Xingya Taoist said with a serious face.
Those old tea trees grow among the cliffs of Shaping Mountain and are at least several hundred years old.
Guanzhong is spread by word of mouth.
At least since the Tang and Song Dynasties, Taoists have gone to that area every year to pick tea and come back to fry it.
Only the tips of the teeth on those ancient trees contain spiritual energy and can be called Tao tea. Although the other tea leaves are not bad in taste, they cannot be called spiritual things after all.
“Thank you, real person, for informing me.”
"Chen just likes to plant grass and flowers in his spare time. It's not like he really spends decades picking tea."
Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.
"That's okay. I'll wait for the poor Taoist to ask his disciples. Maybe there is a collection of tea seeds in the temple. Give a few tea seeds to fellow Taoists. If not, wait until dawn and then go to Shaping Mountain to dig out a few seedlings. That's not a good idea either. Difficult matter.”
“Thank you, old man!”
Hearing this.
Chen Yulou knew that the matter was settled, and he couldn't help but thank him as if a stone had fallen to the ground.
But the words just fell out.
An astonishing surge of inspiration suddenly surged from all around outside the mountain, as if a great tide was about to rise.
Almost subconsciously.
Everyone in the building stood up and looked up to the second floor above.
Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the changes are clearly coming from above.
"Is this... breaking through the Qi refining barrier?!" (End of this chapter)