In the days that followed, the commotion on Qixia Mountain intensified.
From the beginning, there were thunderous sword chants from time to time, to the continuous agitation of sword energy, thunder and lightning, and then to the final silence.
For several years, Jiang Sheng continued to practice magical powers. From the initial day and night practice to the subsequent understanding of nature and spiritual consciousness, Jiang Sheng's practice changed from the outside to the inside, and Qixia Mountain also changed. Gotta quiet down.
In the Huaming Hall, a Taoist with a green crown and black robe sits cross-legged on the water, with green air rising above his head, and wind and thunder evolving around him.
Wind, thunder, water and fire rotate naturally and are extremely agile.
The Qingping Sword was placed on Jiang Sheng's lap, quietly sensing the changes in the thunder and fire between Feng Shui.
With the Taoist's long breathing, the wind and thunder dispersed, and the water and fire disappeared.
"My way lies in the sword? In the dharma?"
Jiang Sheng asked himself what he had been practicing all this time.
Is it the righteousness and peace of the Qingyuan Fu Sutra, or is it the softness versus strength of the Tianshengshui Sutra?
In "Xu Ming Qing Yan Daojun said that Feng Shui is combined with the True Sutra", Patriarch Qing Yan said that wind and water arise and evolve all phenomena, and it is natural for Feng Shui to connect with each other. Therefore, when observing the sky with Feng Shui, the stars are endless.
In the Qianyuan Dejing Taoist Master's Likan Water and Fire Sutra, Patriarch Dejing said that water and fire are immeasurable, refining yin and yang, and water and fire combine to transform heaven and earth. Therefore, the Great Dao is supreme and water and fire are merciless.
"Wind, water, thunder, fire"
"There is also the element of earth."
The Taoist pondered, his expression dim and uncertain.
"Whether it is the way of swordsmanship or the technique, it is an extension of me, just like thunder. Therefore, if you can direct it like an arm and do whatever you want, it is your own way."
"What I want now is evolution. The way of oneself, whether it is the Dao Lord's True Scripture, the Taoist dharma, or the magical powers of the other sects, should be integrated into one."
"I have already developed my own way by borrowing the laws of heaven and earth. It has been a while since I made an elixir. "
"As the saying goes, Tao medicine can only be transformed into an image when it is combined with Qi. You might as well make a furnace of Dragon and Tiger elixirs and calm your mind."< br>
The way of alchemy is also the great road.
In the past, Taoists used spiritual grass to turn into liquid to form elixirs.
Today, the Taoist plans to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to turn the pill into elixir.
The energy of wind and thunder, and the essence of water and fire were all integrated into one place by the Taoist. He held them together with his hands and condensed them quietly.
But I saw the wind, thunder, water and fire in the Taoist's hands faintly blending together, but at the same time repelling each other.
The state of mind is clear and the spiritual platform is pure, so there is no distraction and I can concentrate on one thing.
In spring, summer, autumn and winter, as the four seasons rotate, Taoists sit cross-legged in the open hall and quietly observe the Dharma.
Another year passed, and the Taoist no longer made elixirs, but knelt down at the table and wrote something.
“There are four ways of swordsmanship: quickness, weight, method, and illusion.”
“In my opinion, the way of swordsmanship should be headed by the front.”
"Using the swiftness of thunder, the spiritual illusion of the breeze, the water-like lotus, and the thickness of Wu Earth, we can play the role of earth, water, wind and fire, add Bing Fire to temper the edge, and turn it into the sword of the Four Symbols to slay evil spirits"
The Taoist priest in a green crown and black robe is crouching at his desk and writing lines of small Chinese calligraphy.
Looking carefully, this is a half-compiled book of kendo scriptures.
This is the first time Jiang Sheng has compiled the meaning of the swordsmanship he has learned, and it is also the first confirmation of his magical powers.
Jiang Sheng has been compiling his own Kung Fu scriptures.
It has been nine years since I took over Qixia Mountain.
Jiang Sheng spent his spiritual power, participated in mystical performances, practiced swordsmanship, activated thunder and turned lightning, and immersed himself in practice for more than three thousand days and nights, and initially confirmed his own way.
As Jiang Sheng continued to write, beside the Taoist, there were faintly condensed sword intentions, cutting the space and annihilating the atmosphere.
From the first edition to repeated revisions and then to verification.
This 15,000-word kendo classic was finally compiled by Jiang Sheng.
Looking at the thin book in his hand, Jiang Sheng pondered for a moment and wrote the eleven small words "Yuchen Taoist Speaks of the Four Symbols Sword Classic" on the cover.
Then he opened the title page and silently recorded: "Wind and thunder transform into yin and yang, water and fire participate in the two rituals, earth elements are in the middle, and the four images are mixed."
The so-called Yuchen Taoist said that the Four Symbols Sword Classic is not just a canon. Jiang Sheng's understanding of the way of the sword, Jiang Sheng's understanding of magical powers, and the nature of heaven and earth.
This name is a confirmation of Jiang Sheng’s preliminary decision on his own path.
In the future, in the future, the name of the Four Symbols Sword Classic will continue to change.
Jiang Sheng will continuously record his insights and thoughts, and finally write them into a thick classic.
Putting the book away carefully, Jiang Sheng felt his own magic power.
In the late stage of Jindan, it is on the verge of perfection.
Most of the remaining divine power in the body has been refined by Jiang Sheng, and what is left should be refined in another year.
At that time, Jiang Sheng will completely control himself again, and Jiang Sheng's magical power will be cultivated to perfection.
“In the remaining time, I will no longer perform the Dharma and concentrate on practicing.”
After saying this, the Taoist slowly stretched his body and then sat down again.
Outside the bright hall, the red maples are scorching, the wind is rustling, and the Taoist priest in the hall is sitting quietly on the futon, with long-lasting energy.
When the time came to thirty-nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-seven years in the Shanhe Calendar, Jiang Sheng, who had been in seclusion for eleven years, finally came out.
After Zhu Jiu learned that Jiang Sheng was released from seclusion, he came to Qixia Mountain as soon as possible.
"Taoist Master, you are now out of seclusion"
Zhu Jiu smiled and looked into Jiang Sheng's eyes. He was frightened for a moment and stood speechless.
The Taoist in green crowns and black robes sits cross-legged on the futon, his eyes are like a deep pool. There are no waves in the ancient well, but there is some invisible energy brewing and rotating in it.
"It turns out that King Ming has arrived. I have lived here secretly for eleven years and have benefited a lot. I should say thank you to King Ming."
Jiang Sheng's tone was gentle, and his voice was clear and cool. mild.
Zhu Jiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's just a place for practice. Why should the Taoist priest say thank you?"
"Looking at Taoist Chang Qi, it seems to be round and flawless. Has Taoist Master already reached the ultimate level of golden elixir cultivation?"
Jiang Sheng nodded: "That's right, but there are still some shortcomings."
"I think that by participating in the Liuhua Dharma Assembly, I can make up for this shortcoming."
Seven days later, Jiang Sheng left the Ming Dynasty and went to the Yunzhong Mountains in the southern border of the Eastern Continent.
The Kingdom of Nanyue is just south of the Yunzhong Mountains.
Three thousand feet high in the sky, an auspicious cloud flew slowly.
Zhu Jiu's son set off a year ago. It would take too much time for them to go to South Vietnam and they couldn't wait for Jiang Sheng.
Jiang Sheng was happy to go alone.
After traveling one hundred thousand miles south from the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Sheng flew to a poisonous swamp jungle.
This place is covered with thorns and shrubs, and is full of quagmire and poisonous fog. Most of the monsters, insects, and humans in this area survive, and not many humans.
When Jiang Sheng flew here, several qi machines in the forest soared into the sky. Looking around, he saw several people fighting.
These are all Jindan monks, so they are naturally very fierce when fighting.
I saw them using their magical powers to evolve stormy waves and fiery lava, turning into a scene of water and fire in the sky, with a vermilion color.
Jiang Sheng glanced at these people, then walked past them and walked forward. Just as Jiang Sheng was about to fly away, someone among the people fighting suddenly shouted: "Brother, help me!"
As soon as these words came out, the two golden elixirs immediately used their means to intercept Jiang Sheng: "Are you involved with that thief?!"
Jiang Sheng quietly looked at the two golden elixirs blocking him, and then looked at The few people who looked to the rear, who looked like they were fighting, but were actually about to make a move, looked calm: "You can survive if you retreat within one breath."
Hearing this, these golden elixirs were a little confused.
However, before they could react, they heard the thunder, and four sword rainbows passed between the lightning and flint.
The red, purple, green and blue sword light stirred and danced, causing rolling thunder, exploding layers of clouds, leaving a twisted sword mark in the air in an instant.
These golden elixirs looked frightened, and before they could escape, they saw a sharp edge piercing their eyebrows.
The next moment, four masses of blood mist exploded in the sky.
“How dare you hurt my brother!”
Before the remaining two people finished speaking, with the sound of sobbing in the air, a green and purple sword and rainbow came through the air, and two more balls of blood came out. fog.
Jiang Sheng waved his sleeves, and six mottled golden elixirs fell into Jiang Sheng's sleeves. He then continued to fly away without looking down.
When Jiang Sheng flew far away, a few people showed their heads in fear in the swamp jungle below.
"Then, where did that real person come from? His methods were so fierce, he killed the six ghosts of Yuntan with just one move!"
"This should be the true inheritance of a certain sect. Right? There are many famous sects in our southern land, no less than the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains. It is normal to have one or two sword immortals. I just don’t know which sword immortal they are."
"I guess this is also a pill. I went to Xia Zhenjun’s Liuhua Dharma Assembly, and this Dharma assembly will definitely be more exciting."
A few people said, and they all felt happy.
If Jiang Sheng hadn't suddenly appeared and beheaded the Six Ghosts of Yuntan, they would have died at the hands of the Six Ghosts of Yuntan.
The Six Ghosts of Yuntan are famous tribulation cultivators in this area. Even the great monks in the late Jindan period were besieged and killed by them. However, they never thought that today this group of demons would encounter a tiger and be killed. A clean one.
After hurriedly escaping, these people packed up their belongings and left in a hurry, for fear of causing any trouble if they stayed here.
Jiang Sheng had encountered this kind of thing many times during his one hundred thousand miles journey south.
There are robbery cultivators in the Zifu realm who loot and build foundations, and there are also monks in the Golden Core realm who take the opportunity to ambush their enemies.
As Lord Danxia's Dharma Assembly is about to be held, the last Liuhua Dharma Assembly before thousands of years of calamity has attracted countless living beings in southern Xinjiang.
Not only the human race, but also the demon race, the spirit race, and the aquatic race are all eager to participate in this ceremony.
Jiang Sheng saw some big monsters and even some water tribe figures along the way.
However, the two parties did not interfere with each other. They did not bother Jiang Sheng, and Jiang Sheng did not bother to pay attention to them.
Just like the six ghosts of Yuntan, as long as they have some foresight, they will not die in Jiang Sheng's hands.
The Jiuling natural moat separates the Central Plains and the South of the Eastern Continent.
Across the Jiuling Mountains is the land of Southern Xinjiang.
The location of the Ming Kingdom was actually on the edge of southern Xinjiang.
The Yunzhong Mountains are located in the center of southern Xinjiang, thirty million miles away from the Ming Dynasty.
For Jiang Sheng, it would take several months to cover this distance at full speed.
However, the Liuhua Dharma Conference will not begin until the 960th year. There is still time, so Jiang Sheng can go slowly.
The reason why many forces in Southern Xinjiang set out several years in advance is because the journey is too far and there are too many dangers on the way. Therefore, they either travel together or set off early and take a long detour.
For Jiang Sheng, there was no need to take a long way around, he could just go straight through.
Therefore, many monks traveling together or relying on caravans for protection saw an auspicious cloud flying towards the Yunzhong Mountains.
Above the auspicious clouds, a Taoist sat cross-legged with eyes closed, not avoiding or dodging along the way. All crises he encountered were solved with one sword.
Even if they are attacked by monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm, for the Taoist above the auspicious cloud, it is just a sword strike.
In the Southern Xinjiang Merchant Alliance's merchant convoy, a group of monks who were rushing to South Vietnam with the help of the Merchant Alliance's convoy saw with their own eyes a Nascent Soul Realm Sky Eagle pounced directly on the Taoist, and as a result, two swords flew out of the Taoist's sleeves Hong, in an instant, he strangled the Nascent Soul Realm Sky Eagle, and then walked away gracefully.
Not to mention the body of the Nascent Soul Realm Sky Eagle, even the Demon Infant was taken away.
Such a high-spirited move made the monks in the Merchant Alliance fleet excited and fascinated.
For Jiang Sheng, this kind of thing is very boring.
"You should bring Qing Niu with you. At least this journey won't be so troublesome."
Jiang Sheng thought about it and suddenly heard a voice next to him.
"This fellow Taoist is going to South Vietnam, how about we come here to talk about it?"
Jiang Sheng turned around and saw a small Dharma boat about three hundred feet long. .
This kind of small Dharma boat is mostly used by small families and small business associations. Of course, there are also monks who buy it for private use, which is very convenient.
At this time, there was a figure on the Dharma boat smiling and saying hello to Jiang Sheng.
After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Sheng left in the clouds.
Seeing the Taoist show off his appearance, the monk on the Dharma boat smiled and said, "I have met Taoist friend Qian Yushan."
After saying this, Qian Yushan straightened up quite proudly. waist board.
"Poverty Taoist Yuchen."
Jiang Sheng bowed and said calmly.
Qian Yushan was stunned. Looking at Jiang Sheng's appearance, he seemed not to know his origin and identity.
"Ahem, this fellow Taoist is not from southern Xinjiang?" Qian Yushan asked.
Jiang Sheng did not hide anything: "The poor Taoist who came over Jiuling Mountain is naturally not from southern Xinjiang."
If he is not from southern Xinjiang, then it is understandable that he does not recognize himself.
Qian Yushan thought about it, then smiled and said: "It would be too boring for Taoist friends to go alone. I, Qian, am traveling all the way and love making friends the most."
"It's better for Taoist friends to come to the Dharma boat. How about taking a rest and chatting?"
After feeling it for a while, Jiang Sheng nodded slowly: "That's it, I'm sorry."
The boat is only three hundred feet long, but it can't be bothered. There is heaven and earth inside. It looks simple but is extremely luxurious inside. There are hundreds of maids and servants serving the real people on this boat.
In addition to Jiang Sheng, Qian Yushan has invited three people to board the ship, Jiang Sheng is the fourth.
When Qian Yushan led Jiang Sheng to the inside of the Dharma Boat, the three people seated looked at Jiang Sheng with different expressions.
The handsome young master wearing a pearl crown and a white wave robe looked a little surprised when he saw Jiang Sheng's expression. He seemed to be surprised by Jiang Sheng's age and cultivation.
As for the female cultivator wearing a veil and red dress, her expression was indifferent, as if Jiang Sheng's appearance had nothing to do with her.
As for the last monk wearing a black crown and a Taoist robe, he looked at Jiang Sheng with a faint hint of eagerness to try; he could sense that Jiang Sheng had a deep and restrained sword intent.
These three people have the lowest cultivation level in the late Jindan period. Judging from their expressions, you can tell that they have extraordinary skills. Being able to invite these people on board is enough to show Qian Yushan's skills.
Qian Yushan also introduced to Jiang Sheng: "That is Han Jun from the Bailian Sect in Southern Xinjiang, Fellow Daoist Han."
"That is Miao Yu from the Miao family in Southern Xinjiang, Fairy Miao."
< br>"That's the famous swordsman in southern Xinjiang, Duan Changhe, fellow Taoist Duan."
After saying that, Qian Yushan smiled again and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuchen, his methods are also extraordinary."
< br>“It’s really gratifying to have all of you sitting on this little Dharma boat.” (End of Chapter)