Before daylight came out, there were already figures in twos and threes in front of the Dongzhen Hall.
A gust of breeze blew away the misty clouds, and a Taoist man in white with his hair tied in a sword hairpin slowly stepped out of the night, attracting the attention of many people.
A young Taoist priest with long hair hanging down his back and a handsome demeanor had a slight flash of brilliance in his eyes and asked sideways: "I think this person has a lot of virtue. Could it be that Junior Brother Xu?"
At this time, Xu Zhuang seemed to feel something. He glanced over and saw Han Wang standing among the three of them. He cupped his hands from a distance. Han Wang smiled and returned the salute before replying: "Senior brother, I expected it right. This is Xu Zhuang Xu." Junior brother."
The young Taoist priest nodded and praised: "You are worthy of being a monastic genius who became a Nascent Soul in less than two hundred years. It is indeed impressive to see him today."
Another graceful Taoist priest beside him opened the folding fan, fanned lightly, and said with a half-smile: "Chengxuan came to the world, and the immortal wind has been passed down for thousands of years. After all, he is a person who appears only once in a thousand years."
Hearing this, the young Taoist priest glanced at Han Wang. The old man Han Wang was raising his head, as if admiring the moon, so he put an inexplicable smile on his lips, shook his head, and stopped asking Han Wang to introduce him.
Xu Zhuang looked around and saw a few familiar faces. Han Wang and two strange monks were chatting. Xu Zhuang didn't want to pass by, so he cupped his hands with them from a distance and walked towards the two people who were talking to the side.
There were two people, a man and a woman. The man was richly dressed and the young man was Sun Suzhen. The woman had pearls hanging from her ears and a beautiful face, but it was Yun Yaoguang. As soon as Xu Zhuangfu appeared, Sun Suzhen waved first and saw Xu Zhuang coming. , cupped his hands with a smile, and called: "Junior Brother Xu."
"Senior Brother Sun." Xu Zhuang returned the gift and said to Yun Yaoguang: "Senior Sister Yun, it's been a long time."
"Junior Brother Xu, long time no see." Yun Yaoguang said with a smile: "Not long ago, I heard the news that Junior Brother had mastered the Nascent Soul and came out of seclusion. I really want to ask you how you cultivated the Tao."
Xu Zhuang smiled lightly and said, "Senior sister, you are so complimentary."
Sun Suzhen said with a smile: "Junior brother has already left isolation, why have you refused to invite me to banquets several times?"
Xu Zhuang responded: "My younger brother is instructing his disciples in their practice, and since he has gained some understanding of Taoism, he simply stays behind closed doors."
"But in less than a year, junior brother's Taoism has improved again?" Yun Yaoguang shook his head and said: "With Zhuyu by your side, I am really ashamed of myself."
Xu Zhuang just smiled and said that it might not be considered diligent, but during this period of time, he studied yin and yang and studied the five elements.
When the three of them were talking, they suddenly saw a fierce light emerging from the clouds. In a moment, they arrived in front of Dongzhen Hall, and Nangong Yanglai appeared in a golden robe. He nodded to the three of them and looked towards Han. Go aside.
Xu Zhuang's expression changed, thinking about the people who looked at him when he first arrived, and asked: "Who are Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Nangong?"
Sun Suzhen muttered: "It should be Senior Brother Han who has achieved Yuan Ying before."
Yun Yaoguang shook his head lightly, and then he made a crisp sound when he stepped forward, and said leisurely: "Yes, the one with long hair shawl is Senior Brother Zhang Tingxian, and the one holding the fan is Senior Brother Fengyuan Liufeng. They were all born hundreds of years ago. The true senior brother who has refined the Nascent Soul."
Sun Suzhen nodded and said, "So it's these two people."
Normally, it takes two to three hundred years to refine a high-grade golden elixir into a Nascent Soul. This is also the cycle of the 'generation of true successors'. After the Nascent Soul is refined, it is usually far away from the world, and it is very difficult not to know the true successors of the younger generations. normal.
Xu Zhuang said: "It's really rare to see hundreds of years of true legends gathered together. It's a pity that after reaching the realm of Xiantian Taisu, they may have to go their separate ways."
Sun Suzhen glanced at Xu Zhuang in surprise and asked: "After junior brother came out of seclusion, didn't he see senior brother?"
"I've seen it before." Xu Zhuang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did senior brother mean?"
Sun Suzhen pondered for a moment and then said: "I also heard from Senior Brother Nangong that the emergence of the Demon Sect is inevitable. In order to prevent the demon catastrophe, the sect may ask the Yuan Ying Zhenzhen to stay in the sect and serve in the three halls."
"Oh?" Xu Zhuang nodded thoughtfully, and what Master Dao Chen said flashed through his mind. Could it be that 'other arrangements' refers to this matter?
The three of them talked for a while. As the time approached, and the sun was about to rise, the sky was already bright, and then people came to escape from the light. They were either middle-aged or young, but they were Nascent Soul Masters from various clans. Xu Zhuang counted them carefully and found that there were twenty people in total.
After a few breaths, a sword light tore through the atmosphere, revealing Yue Jun Lan with white hair like snow and a black robe. He looked around, nodded with Xu Zhuang, Han Wang and others, and then stood beside him. Close your eyes and rest your mind.
Xu Zhuang suddenly felt that twenty-one people were enough.
It seems that the Bu Sword Master has not refined into the Nascent Soul, nor has he inherited the affection of his family. He has become the only person among the seven true legends who has not achieved the realm of innate Taisu.
Xu Zhuang shook his head and waited patiently. Not long after, the sky brightened, purple energy came from the east, and the door of Dongzhen Hall moved slightly and slowly opened.
Everyone looked together and saw two white Taoist boys walking out, holding a page of jade book in their hands. They bowed their heads and saluted everyone, and then asked questions one by one. Soon a Taoist boy came to Xu Zhuang. In front of him, he bowed, pointed at the name on the jade book and asked, "But Master Xu?"
Xu Zhuang returned the gift with one hand and replied: "Exactly."
The Taoist boy nodded slightly, took a jade sign, handed it to Xu Zhuang, and asked Sun Suzhen. After dividing the jade sign into everyone's hands, he returned to both sides of the palace gate and saluted again. Said: "Master uncles, please come into the hall."
Everyone responded in unison, and some people took the lead and walked into the hall. Xu Zhuang was not in a hurry and followed Sun Suzhen and others into the hall. The true king and Dharma minister was still sitting upright on the stage, with one hand forming a seal and the other The stars seem to remain unchanged forever, and twenty-one futons have been laid out under the Dharma.
At this time, two Taoist boys also entered the hall, took a handful of fairy incense and offered it respectfully.
Fengyuanliu put away the folding fan, took the immortal incense first, went to the True Lord Dharma Appearance and bowed, offered the immortal incense into the incense burner, then sat down on a futon and closed his eyes.
Everyone followed the good example and took their seats in an orderly manner. Xu Zhuang was like this. After taking the fairy incense and putting it into the incense burner, he randomly found a futon and sat down, closing his eyes and meditating.
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In the haze, Xu Zhuang seemed to have lost consciousness. Xu Zhuang knew nothing about it, just like a mortal who falls asleep and does not know that he is sleeping.
"Daomiao."
Xu Zhuang woke up with a start, and suddenly felt that he was hanging in the air. This may not be accurate, because there is no place to stay here, and there is no sky and blue sky. There may even be no up and down, and there are no four directions, because Xu Zhuang was startled to realize that he did not Don’t you know if you are standing? Upside down? Or lying down?
Xu Zhuang tried to open his eyes and look around, but it was not dark and deep, but there was no color, it was nothing and dustless, maybe even "something" did not exist, it was completely "nothing".
"Just now...did someone call me?"
Xu Zhuang was having doubts when he suddenly saw a Taoist priest with a vague face walking slowly out of nothing, calling out: "The Tao is wonderful."
Xu Zhuang suddenly felt blessed and respectfully responded: "This disciple has seen the true king."
Zhenjun smiled slightly and asked, "Daomiao, why do you practice Taoism?"
Xu Zhuang was silent, lost in thought, and replied for a long time: "Disciple, I don't know."
The True Lord seemed to know that he was confused, and said warmly: "It doesn't matter, just tell me everything that's on your mind."
Xu Zhuang said slowly: "In the beginning, I wanted to ride on the wind with my sword and go in and out of Qingming. Later, I wanted to face the world and dream about the clouds. Later, I wanted to be free in the world and go in and out of the stars..."
"The disciple wants to know the boundless magic power; the disciple wants to learn the supreme magical power; the disciple wants to have eternal vision; the disciple wants to know the past and present lives; the disciple wants to know where the soul is; the disciple wants to know the vastness of the stars; the disciple wants to know the mystery of the universe; the disciple wants to know the mystery of the universe; the disciple wants to know where the soul is. Want to know..."
Xu Zhuang suddenly said: "This disciple has infinite greed in his heart and wants to see the beauty of the great road."
"Good." The true king formed a seal with one hand, and seemed to salute to the avenue. He stopped talking and walked away into the distance.
Xu Zhuang opened his mouth, but did not dare to call the True Lord, but saw the True Lord walking further and further away, gradually disappearing, leaving Xu Zhuang in this "nothing".
otherwise.
Xu Zhuang's heart moved, and his intuition suddenly came to him. He vaguely seemed to know what was happening.
The yin and yang have not changed, and the desert is too empty. No light, no image, formless and nameless.
In the beginning there was nothingness, nothingness had no name. Where one arises, there is something but no form.
Xu Zhuang could not detect any changes, nor could he sense the derivation of inspiration, but in his perception, it seemed that billions of years were passing by rapidly, and then something came into being from nothing, and a shape came into being. 'Saw.
Xu Zhuang saw that the Yuan Fei was dissected, and the form gave rise to quality. It was too plain and dense, and there were things mixed together. This thing is the Tao!
Something is born out of nothing, one is born out of something, one is born out of form, form is born out of quality... This is completely different from visualization, it seems that everything is really happening in front of Xu Zhuang's eyes!
Xu Zhuang forgot about the passage of time, and only followed Taishi's transformation into Taisu, Taisu's transformation into Taiji, and he was filled with endless joy until the end.
Is this the end? Xu Zhuang's joy turned into endless disappointment. He has not yet completed Tai Su, has not yet understood the form and quality, and does not know Tai Yi Tai Chu, how can he create something out of nothing?
How did Taibei Taishi come into being?
Tai Su Tai Chi opens up the world, what does it look like?
Is it the movement and stillness of Qi that generate yin and yang, and yin and yang are divided into heaven and earth? Is one Qi divided into yin and yang, yin and yang generate the five elements, clearness rises and turbidity falls, and heaven and earth open up?
In a daze, Xu Zhuang fell into nothingness again, and woke up from nothingness again.
ps: It’s a little less, I’m working overtime.
(End of chapter)
