Wudang Mountain has become more and more colorful in the past two months.
On Little Lotus Peak, there is often a magnificent scene of swallowing up the clouds and dreamy lakes.
It's like an immortal building his own pavilion on the top of the mountain. The rays of light are brilliant and you can see the immortal energy.
This also makes most people in Beiliang who are busy making a living start to come to Wudang Mountain to take a look when they have time, even if it is not for incense, but just to take a look at the weather on the peak.
Everyone will feel happy and unknowingly, they will feel more motivated about life.
This is Wudang Mountain in the eyes of ordinary people.
But in Wu Changqing's eyes.
Since the Dahuang Court Introductory Method was given to Wang Zhonglou and others, Wang Zhonglou successively selected senior Taoist priests with more seniority and trust in Wudang Mountain to teach the Dahuang Court Introductory Method.
In just two months.
On Wudang Mountain, seven people have successfully entered.
Learning the supreme method of this sect also makes the invisible and immaterial destiny between heaven and earth continuously gather towards Wudang Mountain.
If Wu Changqing's calculation is correct.
It will take at least five years for a stone tablet to be erected on Lotus Peak and engraved with the four characters "Wudang Dangxing" to be initially fulfilled.
"But...the big tree attracts the wind."
"This old locust tree in Wudang, which has begun to wither and become spring again, can't help but attract a steady stream of worldly luck."
"It also attracted a lot of disasters."
Wu Changqing was sitting in the Sutra Pavilion, but his pair of coiled dragon yin and yang eyes looked toward the southeast through countless obstacles.
That should be the direction of Longhu Mountain.
Layers of gloomy weather that is not yet strong are mixed with the majestic luck, and continue to flow towards Wudang Mountain.
This also means that Wudang Mountain's sudden rise in wealth has aroused the suspicion of Longhu Mountain.
The two Taoist sects, which have been fighting each other for almost a thousand years, will one day fight to the death for the title of "Taoist Sect Ancestral Court".
It's just the calm before the storm.
Wu Changqing withdrew his eyes.
He looked at the books on formations that he had selected in front of him.
This time.
He wanted to understand a formation similar to the spirit-gathering formation in immortal arts to accelerate the improvement of his strength.
The weather is changing, spring is passing and autumn is coming.
A year has passed since Wu Changqing practiced doing whatever he wanted.
He quietly broke through the Qingdi Immortality Technique from the level of first glimpse to the level of entering the palace.
In the body of his Little Thousand Worlds, the Green Emperor sapling, if we use real-life metaphors, has grown to a level as high as a person. The small branches with a faint luster are full of new leaves that are not too lush. .
Full of life.
That is this day.
Since Wu Changqing entered the Immortal Way, his cultivation has broken through to the third level of Qi Refining.
Compared with the time when he fought against Wushuang, Wu Changqing can now ensure that he can suppress Wushuang with all seven swords within three moves.
And the magic circle is together.
Wu Changqing's progress was not smooth.
Kankan understood a small formation diagram similar to the spirit gathering array.
It can only gather spiritual energy within a hundred feet radius, but it is better than nothing.
Wu Changqing believes that only the Spirit Gathering Array can be fully realized one day.
After this.
Another two years passed quietly.
Wu Changqing no longer sits in the Sutra Pavilion.
Instead, he found a blessed cave in the mountains with a beautiful environment.
He completely completed the spirit-gathering magic circle and laid out the magic circle with the cave as the center and a radius of one kilometer.
It can continuously involve the gathering of spiritual energy within a radius of three kilometers.
This also makes the originally somewhat lonely surroundings look more like a paradise, just like the residence of an immortal.
In summer, there are streams flowing in the gorge, full of energy and pleasant scenery.
In winter, if there is snow, it will not penetrate three feet into the cave. The cave is like spring all year round and the climate is pleasant.
Wu Changqing gradually closed off his five senses completely and went into seclusion in lotus position.
him at this time.
His cultivation has advanced to the fifth level of Qi refining.
In terms of the vastness of his own Qi alone, even the Heavenly Phantasm Realm warriors were far behind him.
The Qing Emperor's Immortality Technique has also progressed from entering the palace to entering the house, which can be regarded as a small success.
The Qingdi sapling in the Little Thousand World has now grown to a height of ten feet, with lush branches and leaves, and even fruits as big as ding peas are slowly brewing.
Two years later and another two years.
"Huh? Junior brother is awake?"
Prime Minister Hong Xi, who has been able to take charge of his own affairs, has quite a say in Wudang Mountain.
That mature and elegant face looked at Wu Changqing in surprise, who had not moved for two years.
Wu Changqing's limbs are like branches entwined on the earth, covered with green plants of all sizes.
Her long black hair was already spread down to the ground where she sat.
The facial features that had been completely opened were no longer delicate, but handsome.
The appearance of a boy and a girl is a great blessing in this world.
But above Wu Changqing's handsome facial features, there is more of a fairy aura.
Especially those long and narrow eyes that look like they don't eat fireworks, if they were cast towards the women in the world, I don't know how many Yingying Yanyan would be fascinated.
"Tsk, my butt is almost calloused."
Wu Changqing's first words when he woke up were directly to break the power.
His god-like aura suddenly disappeared.
He pouted and slowly stood up, rubbing his butt that hadn't moved in two years.
While he began to pick up the weeds on his body, there were even nests woven by unknown birds on his body.
"Junior brother is still junior brother after all."
"Even after being refined into Dahuangting, it is still so down-to-earth."
"It's not like the head brother, who acts like an old god every day."
Hong Xixiang laughed heartily, feeling that the contrast between Wu Changqing's reactions before and after was too big.
However, the moment Wu Changqing woke up.
The almost perfect Dahuangting aura in Wu Changqing's body has been vaguely detected.
If this kind of aura is placed on any Wudang Taoist.
That must be the surging momentum before the river bursts its banks.
But his junior brother's aura can still be as calm as a quiet lake.
That means that the perfection of Dahuangting is far from enough to support his junior brother to take the step of becoming an immortal.
This is a blessing and a curse.
Fu Ze has a destiny that far exceeds that of everyone in the world.
It is not easy to become an immortal, and it takes ten times and a hundred times more efforts than ordinary people.
"Senior brother, you have made great progress. You have already reached the level of cultivation from Dahuangting."
Wu Changqing looked at Hong Xixiang, who was now looking slightly high-spirited.
He also laughed and said.
After five years of practice.
Dahuangting has only three stages for him, entry, minor and dacheng.
He has cultivated to great extent and is about to reach consummation.
But he didn't realize how much his strength had improved because of the great success of Dahuangting. Instead, the spiritual energy in his body was more than ten times stronger than before.
Furthermore, there is the Qing Emperor's Secret of Immortality, which he has cultivated to the level where he has mastered it.
But echoing the Dahuangting's mental method, the Qingdi sapling completely transformed into a ten-foot-long ancient tree in his body.
The realm of cultivation has also reached the eighth level of Qi refining.
