Sitting in a shabby room and traveling through three caves, I reflected on the past and the dust in my mind.
The mirror reflects the emptiness of everything, and the Qing Qi Dao is formed.
In the land of Hanxia, there are wonderful sects, pines and peaks, and quiet rooms.
This place is closed and has no windows. There is a lamp burning inside, the fire is like a bean, the light is bright, and the whole room is illuminated.
A person is facing the wall with his legs crossed, and a small table is placed in front of him. There is a three-legged lotus pattern incense burner on it. The incense is burning inside, and the mist is filled. Misty circles of different sizes appear in the air, like lotus flowers. During the breath, the opening and falling appear. It seems real and illusory, if there is something and if there is nothing, it is quite mysterious.
Suddenly, a faint bright light appeared above Miluo Tianling, and an illusory and uncertain mirror image was suspended above it.
The mirror image is tilted, carrying brilliance, refracting upward, passing through the seal of the quiet room, and reflecting in the void.
Suddenly, heaven and earth’s inspirations converged, and Taoist rhymes and legal principles intertwined.
In the dark, a ray of golden light rotates deep in the earth, and a ray of green energy falls from the sky.
"Um?"
On the Songtao Peak, Yun Changkong, who was wearing a plain Taoist robe and a hibiscus crown, raised his head, flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and the clouds rolled under him, carrying him outside the quiet room.
Looking at the Baojuan that was gradually condensing and forming in the void, a trace of surprise appeared in Yun Changkong's eyes.
"When the foundation is successfully built, there will be spiritual treasures to accompany it. It seems that a hundred years after I, Songtao Peak, will have another true successor!"
As he spoke, Yun Changkong turned to look to the other side and waved his fly whisk in the air to sweep away the spiritual thoughts that were lingering around and seemed to be about to fall.
"Let's go! Let's go! The disciple is just building a foundation. It's like he's never seen it before. He's not afraid of his own inspiration, stirring up the surrounding aura and ruining the disciple's opportunity?"
On Furong Peak, a silver-haired old woman held a cup of tea and looked happily in the direction of Songtao Peak: "The accompanying treasure was one of the great wishes of the past emperors. When it was formed, it was protected by the earth and blessed by the sky. How could it be so Easily disturbed?"
On the Tianguang Peak, Shi Changming, who had half black and half white hair and a strong build, looked like a military general who was better than a Taoist. He laughed loudly: "Changhong's words are not wrong! The five of us have been guarding the outer sect for many years, and the scene of the disciples building the foundation has never been seen. Over a hundred, there are also eighty. But when building the foundation, it sublimates spirituality and condenses the companion treasure. This is really the first time I have seen it. If I remember correctly, the little guy who is building the foundation today was more than ten years ago. Come back with Zhuanzhou Dao Body. Calculating the time, he is not yet twenty years old. At this age, he must be one of the candidates for the true inheritance."
Le Changhong in Furong Peak heard the words and said in surprise: "Zhuanzhou Dao body? Taixu is vast and boundless, Taishang is vast and has images. Knowing the outline of heaven and earth, knowing the house of yin and yang, seeing the treasure of spirit, you can count them Take away, life can be lived, and the world can be overturned. I remember that this kind of Taoism has extremely high requirements for one's own mind, and it does not help practice before building the foundation. This child can successfully build the foundation before the age of twenty, and his talent Among this generation of disciples, he is undoubtedly the best."
Yun Changkong said happily: "Miluo, this kid, is not bad in talent, and he can calm down, but he has a little irritability in his temperament. It is a bit beyond me to be able to successfully build the foundation before the age of twenty. Expected.”
Hearing this, Le Changhong put down the tea cup and sighed with emotion: "He is a candidate for the true biography! Are you interested in accepting him as a disciple in Changkong?"
Yun Changkong was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, disciple or something..."
Le Changhong wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Yun Changkong: "Changhong, you don't have to persuade me, just leave it like this!"
After saying that, Yun Changkong waved the fly whisk twice to disperse the energy between the two.
In the quiet room, Milo frowned.
The moment he succeeded in building the foundation, a memory completely different from his past surfaced, impacting his sanity.
This is not the distracting thoughts of the human mind, nor the invasion of external demons, but the awakening of the past.
Many methods of meditation, concentration, sitting and forgetfulness, and visualization have little effect on such changes.
All Milo can do is to let himself fall into silence as much as possible, empty his mind, and reduce the impact of another memory.
I don't know how long it took, after the spices burned out and the fire dimmed, Milo slowly withdrew from the silence.
A ray of light appeared in his eyes, lighting up the originally dark quiet room.
"I entered Taoism at the age of six, studied literature for three years, completed breath adjustment in three years, opened the pulses all over the body for five years, and polished it for more than two years. Finally, before the age of twenty, I successfully established the foundation and became a candidate for the true inheritance. In the future, as long as I can do it within a hundred years, , complete the cultivation of the two realms of pregnancy energy and jade liquid, and successfully condense the essence before the age of 120, you can be named in the jade book and become a true true disciple."
After sensing his own changes for a moment, Milo immediately felt that his spirit had made considerable progress, and was at least twice as strong as before the foundation was established.
Not only that, Milo closed his eyes for a moment, and he sensed a dark place with a little light inside, emitting a weak but stable light to the surroundings, dispelling the nine inches of darkness, and as the bright light shone, it gave the surrounding glass little by little. color.
A smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth. This was his spiritual platform, the basis for his future spellcasting, and the proof that he had officially entered the path of immortality.
Hanxia has a vast territory, and there are many people practicing in it, and there are also many different ways of practicing.
Miaoyou Sect, where Milo studied, returned to the Immortal Way and belonged to the authentic Xuanmen Sect. It followed the path of refining the self to build the foundation, refining the essence to transform into Qi, refining Qi to transform into God, refining God to return to void, and refining void to combine with Tao.
Among them, refining oneself and building the foundation and refining the qi can be further divided into six realms: breath regulation, opening of the pulse, foundation building, pregnant qi, jade liquid and condensation. Breath regulation and opening of the pulse before the foundation are the foundation for entry. stage.
In these two realms, compared to ordinary people, they are stronger, more energetic, and have some simple superpowers.
In a real fight, four or five adults holding weapons and cooperating tacitly would have a chance to subdue the monks in front of the foundation.
After the foundation is successfully built, the bridge between heaven and earth suddenly connects. Not only can practitioners absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for practice, but also because the spiritual platform is opened and the soul is condensed, they have the ability to cast spells directly.
However, after the spiritual platform is opened, it needs to be wiped from time to time to keep the light. Otherwise, the mind will be dusty, and not only will the practice be hindered, but there will also be problems in the performance of magic.
Milo felt that in his spiritual platform, some dust suddenly appeared around the originally stable light, falling slowly and covering the glazed land.
The smile on his lips disappeared a lot. He stretched out his hands and spread his fingers, revealing two treasures.
On the left hand is a mirror image, the texture is neither gold nor jade, it can only be seen but cannot be touched.
The surface of the mirror is clear and hazy. If you look closely, you will feel that the farther you look, the farther you look. The flowers and rain are colorful, interpreting the golden clouds, water, fire, wind and thunder, appearing in the clouds, turning and changing, endless changes, very beautiful.
The pattern on the back of the mirror is very clear. You can obviously see what is in front of the mirror through the half-real reflection, but as long as you focus on the dense patterns, you can see clearly. If you look closely, these lines feel like the names of gods and patterns. The central mirror button is square, like a seal, with a name engraved in the shape of a cloud, dragon, and strange bird. It is Milo's true name born from the intersection of his past and present lives.
On the right hand is a treasure scroll, which looks like an unfolded scroll. The material is like gold and jade, and it feels like silk.
The front of the treasure scroll is blank, and when you look at it intently, there seems to be green energy rolling around. There are nine-color auspicious cloud patterns on the back, as well as many blurry figures. The more you pay attention to it, the blurrier it becomes. If you glance at it casually, you seem to see some specific image, which makes you lose your mind.
The clear sound rang out, waking up Milo who was observing the Second Treasure. He got up and opened the quiet room.
When he saw the white-haired Taoist, Milo quickly saluted: "I've met Elder Yun."
"There is no need for this. If you successfully build the foundation before the age of twenty, you can enter the inner sect and become the true seed of the sect. Just call me uncle."
Before Milo could nod, Yun Changkong stretched out his hand again, and a wisp of smoke rose up, carrying the two of them and flying towards the top of Songtao Peak.
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