Lianyun Mountain.
A temple has now been built on the mountain. In addition to what is needed for the stone pool, Zhenxing Temple also gritted his teeth and planted a few spiritual veins. As the earth's energy harmonized, spiritual ideas gradually emerged and seemed to be full of vitality.
Jiang Shicheng was standing on a hill. He looked at the "Feilai Peak" from a distance and narrowed his eyes. Although Lianyun Mountain was not towering, it was still over a thousand feet high. Such a mountain could be moved thousands of miles away. What kind of magical power should it be?
Hearing it thousands of times is not as good as seeing it. After Jiang Shicheng saw this mountain in person, he felt a faint sense of fear in his heart. He suddenly thought: With such a great monk in Zhenxiang Temple, Yunlan may not be able to plot anymore. , Forget it, this time I should inquire about the news. After all, the two states of Yunchang and Cang are adjacent to each other, and now they have formed a rift and have to guard against it.
Putting aside his fear, Jiang Shicheng sat down on the big stone and waited quietly. After about half an hour, a cloud of smoke suddenly came from the sky and circled in the sky. He seemed to be very alert and saw no one around. , then fell to the hill.
The smoke cleared, and a young Taoist priest named Xingguan appeared. Seeing Jiang Shicheng sitting cross-legged on the big stone, he casually cupped his hands and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist Jiang."
Jiang Shicheng stood up with a slight smile, straightened his robes, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist has become a lot colder after not seeing each other for a few days."
Taoist priest Xingguan said expressionlessly: "Fellow Taoist Jiang, please speak up if you have something to say. I have to rush back to the door and cannot stay too long."
Jiang Shicheng didn't care about his coldness and said, "This is what I promised to fellow Taoists before." He took out a small pouch from his sleeve and threw it out.
Taoist priest Xingguan's eyes moved, he took the small bag, and with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, his expression suddenly softened a lot, and he said: "Oh? Your sect failed to capture Lianyun Mountain, but you still kept your promise and sent things. It's true that you are honest."
Jiang Shicheng smiled and said: "The failure to capture Lianyun Mountain is the sect's business and has nothing to do with my friendship with my fellow Taoists."
Taoist priest Xingguan curled up his lips and said, "You and I don't have much friendship. Tell me what you want to find out this time."
Jiang Shishi Ran said: "Of course I want to find out where a saint came from in your sect, and how high his Taoism is? Moving mountains and mountains...Tsk, tsk, I am really surprised and amazed, and admired and admired. ah."
"I guess this is the case." Xingguan Taoist said leisurely: "But I haven't returned to the door yet, so I don't know the details."
Jiang Shicheng said: "Now I have to trouble my fellow Taoist to go back to the sect to inquire about it. My reward will definitely be indispensable by then."
Taoist priest Xingguan nodded lightly and suddenly said: "However, although I have not returned to the sect, I am still too curious, so I asked my disciples about it. There is also some surprising news. Do you want to hear it, fellow Taoist?"
Jiang Shicheng looked solemn, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, please speak."
Xingguan Taoist priest said with a half-smile, "Okay, let me tell you, I heard news from the door that both Zhang Ren and Zeng Quanfeng called that man Uncle Master."
"Uncle Master?" Jiang Shicheng's expression changed slightly, and a name came to his mind: Mighty the world, Venerable Daochen! Are there such old monsters of the same generation as Venerable Dao Chen in the True Form Concept?
Taoist Xing Guan nodded and said: "Yes, and what's even more bizarre is that that person... is not the Yuanying Master, but only a golden elixir cultivator."
"What?" Jiang Shicheng's eyes shrank, and he didn't know whether he was surprised or happy. His thoughts were so chaotic that he didn't even know what to respond.
Seeing his appearance, Taoist Xingguan sneered secretly, folded his sleeves and cupped his hands and said, "The news has been given to fellow Taoist Taoists. I am still in a hurry to return to the sect, so I won't accompany you."
Even so, he had no intention of leaving. As expected, Jiang Shicheng came to his senses, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "Please be sure to find out more about that person after you return, fellow Taoist."
Taoist Xingguan showed an undisguised smile of satisfaction and said leisurely: "This is natural. Don't worry, fellow Taoist. You might as well go back to Moyun Sect and discuss with the head of Guizong what you want to give in exchange for my news." .Next time, it won’t be given away for free, hahahahaha!”
After saying this, he laughed loudly, stood up from the ground, turned into smoke and went straight to the True Form Observation.
——
September is cool in autumn, but Xu Zhuang has no time to feel the desolation of the outside world.
In the sky waterfall, the purple light gradually faded and was about to collapse. Xu Zhuang closed his eyes tightly, and his expression did not change at all. Almost when the purple Qixia clothes were crumbling, he slowly stopped his exercise. When he opened his eyes, no other movements were seen. It will be stable.
Xu Zhuang seemed to have no time to care about Ziqi Xiayi, he just randomly used elixir power to maintain stability, and then started to think about it.
In the past three months, I have been practicing in Tianfu, and I can really feel the effect of Tianfu in clearing the mind and calming the mind, washing away dust and removing impurities. Although it does not directly improve my performance, the progress of the integration of spirit and energy has indeed been much faster during this period.
But that's the limit. If you really want to say how to make a monk become a Nascent Soul in a short time, that's purely conjecture.
Xu Zhuang thought for a moment, then no longer thought about it, and there was no need to wave any mental swords. The distracting thoughts were naturally forgotten. Now, for him, the progress of practice can be as fast as he can, but if it fails, he will not force it.
After gathering his thoughts, Xu Zhuang gently flicked his sleeves, took out a golden talisman and glanced at it. He immediately made a secret spell and sent a message. Then he stood up, straightened his robes, put away the purple qixia clothes, picked up the magical talisman and fled outside. .
In fact, one day ago, he received a message from Xue Yuren, saying that Taoist Zhang was going to bring someone to visit him. However, his meritorious deeds had reached a very small point at that time, so it was delayed for a day.
After breaking through the water curtain and leaving the waterfall, Xu Zhuang took advantage of the wind to return to the cave. After receiving the message, Xue Yuren had already opened the door and served refreshments.
Of course, these things are also equipped in Zhenxiang Guan. They are not precious, but can be regarded as a courtesy.
Xu Zhuang sat down on the main seat and asked, "Have you sent a letter to summon Master Nephew Zhang to come over?"
Xue Yuren replied: "The summons has been sent."
Xu Zhuang nodded, stopped asking, and waited quietly for a moment. Sure enough, two rays of light flew down from outside the peak. Taoist Zhang entered the cave with a young Taoist with a star crown and hair tied up. He saluted Xu Zhuang and said, "Uncle Xu." .”
When the young Taoist saw this, a smile appeared on his face, he bowed slightly, clasped his hands and said, "I have met my uncle."
Great uncle? Xu Zhuang raised his eyebrows, a little doubt arose in his heart, and asked: "Master Nephew Zhang, who is this?"
Taoist Zhang stroked his beard and introduced: "Uncle Master, this is the last middle-grade golden elixir monk in the sect, Fan Gu, nephew of Master Fan."
Xu Zhuang was startled and asked, "What about Master Nephew Meng?"
In fact, before Xu Zhuang came, he knew that Master Daochen had three disciples in the Tianpu Realm, all of whom were cultivators of middle-grade golden elixirs, so he naturally thought that the remaining golden elixir monk in the sect was the disciple of Daoist Zhang and Zeng Quanfeng's younger brother, Meng Fusheng.
Taoist Zhang, on the other hand, thought that Xu Zhuang did not know about Meng Fusheng's existence, and he did not conceal it intentionally. It was just that after Xu Zhuang solved the Lianyun Mountain incident, he began to practice meditation. Taoist Zhang was busy with the affairs of the family and was afraid of disturbing Xu Zhuang's practice. They didn't pay much visit to Xu Zhuang, so the two of them naturally didn't have time to talk, so they didn't mention the matter, so they ignored it.
At this time, when Xu Zhuang asked, Taoist Zhang was also startled, and subconsciously replied: "Junior Brother Meng has been missing for a long time."
Xu Zhuang frowned, knowing that he had taken it for granted and had an inexplicable mistake. He quickly asked: "Senior Nephew Meng is missing? Do you know when and where? Has the life light been extinguished?"
Zhang Daoren sighed and told the story about Meng Fusheng's disappearance. Only then did Xu Zhuang know that although this young nephew was also a middle-grade golden elixir, his qualifications were better than those of Dao Zhang and Zeng Quanfeng. He had already refined Yuan The infant is the true backbone of the concept of true form.
It's just that Meng Fusheng suddenly disappeared after traveling six years ago. Although the life lamp has not been extinguished, no matter how hard he searches, he can never be found. This is why the concept of true form is on the verge of collapse.
"It's so..." Xu Zhuang said with a headache: "I understand. Let's discuss this later."
He glanced at Fan Gu and said, "Let me introduce this nephew first."
While the two were talking, Fan Gu had been waiting quietly with his hands down. He was obviously aware of the situation in the door. In fact, as the only middle-grade golden elixir monk in the next generation, he had already been listed as the successor by Zhang Daoren and the two. .
Taoist Zhang came to introduce Fan Gu to Xu Zhuang for this reason. He sent a message: "Uncle Master, Master Nephew Fan is the leader of the next generation in the sect. I brought him to see you because I want him to know the truth. I wonder if you think it’s feasible to understand the truth about form?”
Xu Zhuang muttered: "It's your decision on this matter. I have no objection."
Hearing this, Fan Gu was slightly startled and a little confused, but Taoist Zhang said happily: "Yes, Master Uncle." Then he turned around and said seriously: "Master Fan, today I will call you you. You know, the true inheritance of my view of true form.”
"Real inheritance?" Fan Gu was obviously taken aback, and then his eyes lit up with joy. He had already guessed about the mystery of the sect, but it was always a mystery. Now that he has refined a middle-grade golden elixir, is it finally time to reveal it?
I don’t know what kind of secret method or treasure it is?
Zhang Daoren nodded and said solemnly: "My true form view is the Tianpu Jie Bieyuan that transmits Taisu's authentic legal traditions and is established by Taisu's original intention!"
"What?" Fan Gu asked, "Taisu Zhengzong?"
"That's right." Taoist Zhang bowed to the empty place and said with admiration: "The Taisu Zhengzong is passed down from the ancestor Taisu Taoist, started by the ancestor Baoxuanzi, and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. True souls have emerged in large numbers, and high-grade golden elixirs have no calculation... …The well-deserved Immortal Sect of the Upper Realm.”
As Taoist Zhang explained his understanding of Taisu Zhengzong, Fan Gu felt that his world view had been turned upside down and his mouth was slightly open.
What Upper Realm Immortal Sect? What kind of Yuanshen is called a real person, could it be compared to the cultivation of the cave? What does it mean to preach to countless stars in the sky?
What does it mean that several generations of Yuanying Patriarchs were extradited to the upper world to practice after their merits were perfected?
Fan Gu was shocked, and suddenly felt a sense of boundless regret: I actually despise the small door of Zhenxing Guan, which is precarious? It's so stupid, it's so stupid!
But now...maybe it's not too late! Fan Gu's eyes showed a moment of fierceness, and he made a plan in his heart: As long as Jiang Shicheng is dealt with, nothing will happen. I, Fan Gu, still have a lot to do in Zhenxing Guan and Taisu Zhengzong!
Xu Zhuang frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, but did not make a sound. He only heard Zhang Taoist sigh: "The incompetence of our descendants has led to the decline of the True Form Concept. Fortunately, Uncle Xu came from the upper world to take charge of the sect; the descendants Among them, there is also a good person like you, Master Nephew Fan."
"We should work together to revive the true form concept, so that we can live up to the grace of our ancestors and have the opportunity to be extradited to the upper world in the future."
Fan Gu fell to the ground, kowtowed, and continued: "This disciple will definitely live up to the master's expectations. He will take it as his own responsibility to revive the concept of true form. He will work hard and never dare to slack off."
"That's very good." Taoist Zhang was stroking his beard with satisfaction when he suddenly heard Xu Zhuang calling: "Master Zhang." He turned around, bowed slightly, and asked, "Master, uncle, do you have any instructions?"
Xu Zhuang smiled and said: "Since you have the intention of making Master Fan's nephew inherit the true form concept, you need to take him to the Patriarch Hall to worship the authentic ancestor."
Taoist Zhang's expression changed slightly and he responded: "Yes... my nephew knows."
Xu Zhuang said: "This is a serious matter, why don't you, nephew, go pay homage to the ancestor first, and then come to the house to talk later." He pondered for a moment, and then said: "By the way, nephew, you can take the lamp of Master Meng later by the way." Come, I need to understand the situation."
There was obvious worry in Zhang Daoren's eyes. Hearing the sound, he woke Fan Gu up from the ground. Fan Gu was still in joy, so he followed Zhang Daoren out of the house and went away in the light.
Seeing that the two of them were gone, Xu Zhuang took the tea cup from the table, took a sip, and suddenly shook his head.
"Fan Gu? What a pity."
…
Taoist Zhang brought Fan Gu to the Patriarch's Hall, paid homage to Taoist Taisu, and walked to the back hall. He gradually reached a place where Fan Gu had never set foot before. He suddenly discovered that the two rows of jade statues in the back hall were things he had never seen before, except for the one at the end. There, there is a portrait of a handsome young Taoist with fluttering white robes.
"Is this Venerable Daochen?" Fan Gu was shocked. He was actually a smart man, and he immediately made a guess: "Could it be that Venerable Daochen is one of the twelve generations of Yuan Shen Patriarchs who has been listed in Taisu for a long time?"
What he had expected was certainly true. The person enshrined here is Taisu, the twelfth generation of Yuanshen Patriarch. The statue of Daochen was only added after Xu Zhuang arrived.
The two of them went straight to the hall, where there were two jade statues, one on the left and one on the right. Taoist Zhang took three sticks of incense and lit them. After kneeling down respectfully and worshiping, he put the incense into the incense burner and then stood up.
He took three more Xuanxiang sticks and said: "On the left above is the founder of the Kaipai holding Xuanzi, and on the right is the founder of Zhongxing Yushou Zhenjun. Let's pay homage to the founder first."
Fan Gu responded: "Yes, Master." He took Xuanxiang and knelt on the ground. As soon as his knees landed on the ground, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body. He seemed to be falling into an infinite abyss. He tried his best to look up, but he saw above. The jade statues of the ancestors seemed to have blazing eyes and were extremely majestic.
Fan Gu suddenly felt physically and mentally shaken. He suppressed his fellow sect members, took advantage of others, killed people to seize treasures, was ungrateful and treacherous, and collaborated with the enemy... all the evil deeds in his life were flowing before his eyes.
——
When Taoist Zhang returned to Xu Zhuang's mansion, Fan Gu was no longer around. However, there was no surprise on Xu Zhuang's face. Shi Shiran was still sitting on the front seat. Seeing this, he asked, "Fan Gu Woolen cloth?".
"Fan Gu has been detained by my men." Taoist Zhang said with a wry smile, "Uncle Master, have you seen the clues?"
Xu Zhuang shook his head and said, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Daoren said: "Fan Gu was frightened by the majesty of the ancestor. He was hurt and is still in a coma."
"Then let's review it later." Xu Zhuang took a sip of tea and said calmly: "The concept of true form has been weak for a long time. Many disciples in the sect are unhappy and want to work hard. This is a good thing, but we also need to be wary of those with fragile roots. Change of mind."
Taoist Zhang sighed: "Yes, thank you, Uncle Master, for your teaching."
Xu Zhuang nodded, then stopped talking about the matter and asked, "Master Nephew, can you get Master Nephew Meng's life lamp?"
Zhang Daoren nodded, took his hand from his sleeve, and took out a green lamp, on which a bright red flame with a hint of purple was burning quietly.
Xu Zhuang frowned: "Judging from the life lamp, Master Meng's nephew is not worried about his life, and his condition is by no means bad."
Daoren Zhang said helplessly: "Even so, Junior Brother Meng has not returned yet, and there is still no trace of him, and I don't know where he went."
"Perhaps he fell into some formation or restriction." Xu Zhuang muttered: "Let me try to see if I can find his whereabouts." After saying that, he stretched out two fingers and took it lightly, and then took it from the lamp flame. A wisp of breath came from above, and he used the small trace-finding technique.
Don't look at the name of Xiao Miji Technique, which is simple. It just doesn't have the name of "Searching the Sky and Searching the Earth". However, it is also an excellent Taoist technique recorded in the Taisu Taoist book and is very practical.
Xu Zhuang has never given up on practicing this technique. As soon as he used it, he immediately sent out a thin invisible smoke cloud, which swayed in the air for a moment and pointed in one direction. However, it seemed that he could not lock the position and seemed a bit floating. Swing, but the left and right are still not far from the southeast direction.
Zhang Daoren's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and asked: "Uncle Xu, is this...?"
Xu Zhuang nodded and said: "This is the location determined by my magic with Master Meng's breath, but it's not very clear. I have to go there myself to find out."
Taoist Zhang said hurriedly: "My nephew is willing to go with my uncle."
Xu Zhuang waved his hand and said: "Master Nephew still has to deal with the affairs of the sect, leave it to me. If we can really find the trace, I will definitely bring Master Nephew Meng back."
(End of chapter)
