Yuanying monk has a life span of two thousand years.
Two thousand years is enough time to iterate the dynasty, enough time to change the world, enough time to sit back and watch the clouds rise and fall, and the world changes.
Cultivation to such a state cannot but be called longevity, and there are various ways to extend life. The common ones are like the Jiazi Great Pill, which is often refined in the furnace of Danxia Academy, which can extend your life by sixty years. The rare ones are even like the innate spiritual fruit on Xu Zhuang's body. , Yuanying monks can extend their life by a full 1,200 years.
All in all, Yuanying monks can enjoy all the glory in the world if they have no hope of pursuing the great road.
At least Xu Zhuang knew that this was the case for many Nascent Soul monks in the Taisu Sect who could not obtain high-grade golden elixirs. They might be able to ascend to high positions in the family sect, or they might be able to start a line of origin, or they might be able to take the lead in the lower courtyard of the Taoist temple. …
But for those who are aspiring to the Dao, two thousand years seem to be extremely short. Dao Yun has been sitting in this Arctic Pavilion for eight hundred years without achieving anything, and his lifespan may have come to an end. No wonder the Taoist heart has been shaken and his determination has been broken.
It has been nearly 2,000 years since the 12th generation true inheritance was passed down to Xuzhuang. There are probably not a few senior brothers and sisters who are struggling like this.
An unexpected encounter with Dao Yun left a faint mark in Xu Zhuang's heart. Without leaving too far away, he found a place at random, used his sword energy to open an ice chamber on the ice wall, and started setting up restrictions. To practice.
There was no counting of years in the mountains. Since he was meditating on Taoism, Xu Zhuang didn't pay much attention to how long it had been.
All I know is that one day, the third level of Nascent Soul was suddenly achieved. There were no barriers or bottlenecks, and everything fell into place naturally.
At this moment, Xu Zhuang felt that the sky was shining through the dark sky of the Arctic Pavilion, through the glaciers and frozen rocks, and shining directly on the Tianmen. He felt warm all over, as if he was in a warm ocean.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed that an immortal wind was blowing in his face, washing his whole body from every pore and every acupuncture point. His whole body seemed to be breathing in fresh air, floating in the air, feeling extremely comfortable.
In such an extreme state, Xu Zhuang suddenly felt that his soul was intertwined with heaven and earth, realized the Tao, and his Tao practice grew crazily, and a supreme Dharma door naturally emerged from his heart——
Just by using this method, you can continue to increase the foundation of your spiritual energy. When you practice to perfection, you can grow hundreds of times, or even nearly a thousand times, compared to the Nascent Soul.
At this time, if you find a blessed place that is favored by nature, and combine the mysteries of heaven and earth with your divine energy, you can become a soul!
Just when he was about to indulge in it, and even started to naturally want to use the method, Xu Zhuang suddenly felt a coolness flowing through his heart, and his dazed mind suddenly became a little clearer. The more he thought about it, the more calm he became, and the more he thought about it, the more horrified he became. .
"Wrapped in falsehood, the heretical practice is so terrifying."
Xu Zhuang only felt that his temples were slightly damp, and he broke into cold sweat after the first time in a long time.
Being riddled with illusions is an unavoidable demonic obstacle on the road to cultivating the soul.
All monks who have practiced the third level and reached the level of Nascent Soul, no matter whether they practice or not, will have all kinds of distracting thoughts and falsehoods coming one after another. They are seemingly true but not the same. They are different, true and false, and cannot be distinguished. Some have their reasons, and some It came out of nowhere, completely without a trace.
Even the second level Nascent Soul monks with profound skills, like Xu Zhuang in the past, would occasionally be plagued by illusions while practicing.
It is precisely because of this that Xu Zhuang has already made several conscious introspections. He originally thought that his Taoist heart was enough to get rid of all illusions. Unexpectedly, when illusions came, he had no way to guard against them. Moreover, as soon as he stepped into Yuanying Dacheng, he faced such a situation. Horrible nonsense.
Wrapped in falsehood, no Taoist book will explain what is terrifying about the unavoidable demonic obstacle. Perhaps if you are prepared in your heart, it will be even more terrifying when it attacks.
Therefore, even Xu Zhuang, an authentic disciple of Xuanmen, did not know what kind of demonic obstacles would be caused by being entangled in falsehoods. Only then did he know that he had encountered one of the most terrifying falsehoods: heretic performance.
That is to say, Yuanying Dacheng monks with profound Taoism may naturally realize the supreme method of enlightenment during their practice. This is naturally not the correct way to achieve Yuan Shen. Practicing according to it will only destroy the path of Yuan Shen.
But the most terrifying thing is that this method of enlightenment may be false or it may be true!
Taking the method that Xuzhuang learned as an example, if he practices according to this method, he may become a demon, or he may... cultivate to become a real person from the side sect!
Even this method is perfect for Xu Zhuang. With his foundation increasing a hundred times or even a thousand times, he will only be far behind ordinary monks. If he can achieve something, I am afraid it will be far away. On top of other side sects, it is not even known whether it can truly compare with the Dao of Yuanshen.
With such a method of enlightenment in front of us, but also in a state of falsehood that disturbs the mind, how many Nascent Soul monks may have embarked on the wrong path in an instant, and they don't know if they have time to regret it?
He took a deep breath and finally understood why the Arctic Pavilion was the place of death chosen by the Yuanying monks in the sect in order to refine their soul.
It turns out that the North Pole Pavilion actually has the magical effect of suppressing illusions. This is undoubtedly the place of practice that the Yuanying Dacheng monks in the world dream of. It is more precious than any treasure, and it is worthy of being opened by the true king.
The sudden coolness that came to him was very crucial to him being able to pass the test of heretic performance. Of course, the most important thing was that his Taoist mind was very strong and the more he thought about it, the more determined he became, otherwise he might not be able to get out.
However, after passing this level, Xu Zhuang fell into confusion for a moment.
In terms of cultivation, Nascent Soul Dacheng means that it has reached perfection. Unless the Yuanshen is cultivated, there is no way forward.
But even after getting through this sudden and extremely false experience, Xu Zhuang still didn't know when the opportunity to break through the barrier of life and death would come.
Xu Zhuang suddenly had an idea and wanted to use his Heart Sword to cut away this trace of confusion, but he stopped himself.
No matter how resolute a monk is, there must be a moment when he is illusory about the avenue of Yuanshen. This is really normal.
Perhaps the horror of being surrounded by falsehood is that a great monk who has been moving forward unexpectedly becomes a frightened bird, always doubting whether he still sticks to his true intention.
Xu Zhuang suppressed his distracting thoughts and fell into meditation. It must have been another hundred or so days before he suddenly performed a magical technique and caused Da Luo's aura to rise from the back of his head.
The road is long and he still has a lot of time to search. Since he can't find the way forward at the moment, it is better to sort out the Taoism and practice all his magical powers and Taoism.
With the movement of Taoism, Xu Zhuang once again entered into practice for an unknown period of time.
Compared to his short years of practicing Taoism, this may have been a long time, but Xu Zhuang felt extremely pure and happy.
I am a spiritual practitioner, and I also enjoy the Tao in the mountains.
Don't look at the road ahead; the best lies in your own heart.
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One day while practicing Taoism in the Xuzhuang Mountains, two Taoists who were tired of the journey also came to Yunmeng Daze.
"This is Yunmeng Daze!"
"The vast expanse is vast, and the water and sky are the same colour. The vastness of this swamp is probably not inferior to that of the South China Sea."
Time is like running water. The child in the past has grown up to be a teenager. He strode in front of the blue waves, sniffing the lake breeze carrying water vapor. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and exclaimed: "It is worthy of being able to separate the land of Central Plains and the land of Jersey." Come to the 'living sea'."
Yes, these two Taoists are exactly the masters and disciples of He Zaidao who started from Upside Down Mountain and walked across the land of Jersey.
Because of the existence of the Immortal Sect, the names of the major realms of the Divine Continent are actually among the common people. But to the common people of Jersey, Yunmengze is basically the same as the sea. The only difference is————
The sea in the south of the earth is a bitter sea that is not drinkable, but Yunmengze is the source of the water veins of the Jersey earth, a living sea that supports countless creatures.
As for beyond Yunmengze, there is a piece of Central Plains land, and to the east of the Central Plains land, there is an endless ocean. For most people, this is more like a fiction.
Compared with the growth of a young man, He Zaidao's appearance has not changed, and his journey through the boundless world of mortals has only added a bit of warmth to his demeanor.
Walking to the bank of the lake, He Zaidao's eyes were faint, as if he was looking into the very depths, and he suddenly sighed after a while.
"Master, why did you sigh?" The young man raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask.
"I see that the mortal kingdom in Yunmengze is completely different from the land of Jersey." He Zaidao replied.
He Zaidao actually crossed the water surface of unknown distance and observed the life of the mortal kingdom in Yunmengze.
Although the land of Jersey is generally within the sphere of influence of the Lingbao Sect, the Lingbao Sect does not interfere with the ordinary world, and even prohibits practitioners from revealing Taoism in front of mortals.
This makes the existence of practitioners become rumors in the land of Jersey, and the situation is completely separated between immortals and mortals.
As for the mortal country in Yunmengze, although they know little about cultivation, they all know that they are under the rule of the Immortal Sect. They have many Taoist temples and palaces, worship Taoism and etiquette, have good government and people, and live and work in peace and contentment. It is like a paradise scene.
Listening to what He Zaidao said, the young man nodded thoughtfully. He traveled on foot with He Zaidao and measured the world of mortals, which was equivalent to growing up in the mundane world.
Just because of his status as a practitioner of the First Level Immortal Sect, he was able to look at the world of mortals from an independent perspective.
Lingbao Sect and Taisu Sect have completely different concepts of governing the common people. Of course, although Yunmengze is vast, it cannot be compared with the land of Jersey, let alone a land with mortals.
Which side has the better idea? The boy has no answer yet.
He Zaidao has taught him how to think for more than ten years. He did not rush to ask questions, but asked: "How should I move forward?"
For more than ten years, he had really followed He Zaidao step by step across half of Jersey before arriving here. However, Yunmeng Daze is a water realm. If you don't use Taoism, you will need to sail a boat.
He Zaidao pondered for a while and then said: "Yunmengze is under the direct control of Taisu Zhengzong. It makes no sense not to pay a visit to the master when you come here."
"We found a ferry and went to Taisu Zhengzong to pay a visit and then talk about anything else."
The young man's eyes lit up. After walking in the world of mortals for more than ten years, it was finally time to experience the authentic style of Taisu. After all, he still had some youthful spirit, so he hurriedly responded: "Master's words make sense."
For a while, even the curiosity about the paradise under the rule of Xianzong faded away.
Although the two of them did not practice Taoism, they were still strong and healthy. After walking along the bank of Yunmeng Lake for a few days, they found a desolate place where it was obvious that the Taoist monks had placed restrictions and had silently dispersed the common people. .
After walking for more than half a day, until the starry night, we saw a ferry under the moonlight. There were many treasure boats moored, but it was all in vain to find a few boats.
Although Taoists do not necessarily need to sleep, day and night are the laws of nature. The so-called Tao follows nature, and Taoists usually follow this as their daily schedule. Moreover, people who visit Taisu Zhengzong will not choose to visit at starry night.
"It seems that if you want to borrow a ferry to go to Taisumen, it will take tomorrow." The young man said.
He Zaidao pondered: "This may not be the case."
The young man raised his eyebrows. The longer he practiced Taoism with this master, the more he realized that the master's Taoism was unfathomable. He knew that a person like the master must have a reason for his words and deeds. Without any further questions, he followed He Zai's path. .
The two left the ferry and walked not far when they suddenly saw a small boat under a leaning willow tree.
A fisherman in coir raincoat was lying in the boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, but he didn't seem to need to look at it. He covered his face with a bamboo hat, but he didn't sleep soundly. There was a faint voice from under the bamboo hat, as if he was humming a tune. .
He Zaidao's eyes moved slightly and ordered: "Xuan'er, go and ask the boatman."
He Xuan nodded slightly, and when he reached the shore, regardless of whether the fisherman could see it or not, he bowed first and called out: "May I ask the boatman if I can boat?"
"Huh?" The boatman moved his bamboo hat a little, revealing half of his old face. He glanced up and down at He Xuan with one eye, then looked at the Taoist on the shore and asked, "Where are we sailing to?"
He Xuan smiled slightly and responded: "My junior fellow teacher wants to go to Taisu Zhengzong."
The boatman fanned his bamboo hat and said, "Since I'm paying homage to Zhengzong, I'll just go with the treasure ship tomorrow."
He Xuan hesitated for a moment, and was about to turn around to ask. He Zaidao had slowly walked up, saluted the fisherman, and said: "I had expected this, but I suddenly felt that tonight might be the right time." , that’s why I came here to trouble my father-in-law."
"Oh? You are still a great monk with a blessed heart." The boatman said this, but there was no awe on his face. He pondered for a moment and said: "You can sail, but the fare will be doubled."
"And if you don't entertain guests at night in the authentic sect, there is nothing you can do about it."
He Zaidao naturally didn't take the small amount of shipping money in his eyes and said with a smile: "Good."
He Xuan did not expect that he would find the boat like this. When He Zaidao boarded the boat, he still thought in his heart: "Even if the Yunmeng Daze is calm and the sea is calm, can such a small boat really reach Taisu Zhengzong? Maybe it is better to follow him tomorrow. That treasure ship travels quickly..."
Just following the fisherman's free swing of the oar, the small boat flew out with a whoosh and was far away from the shore in a moment. Only then did He Xuan realize that the fisherman in front of him was actually an expert.
"Taisu Zhengzong is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..."
He Zaidao was obviously not surprised, and had already sat down cross-legged. He Xuan thought for a while, although the boat was fast, Yunmeng Dasawa was very vast, and it would probably not be a short time to reach Taisu Zhengzong, so he also Then he sat down cross-legged.
The fisherman rowed at will, and the boat became faster and faster. He suddenly lay down, took out the fishing rod, flicked it, and threw the line into the lake.
He Xuan couldn't help but said: "How can we catch fish in such a fast boat?"
The fisherman didn't mind his words and said with a smile: "Little boy, let me tell you, fishing is also about realizing the great truth. Catching nothing may not be a kind of state of mind cultivation..."
He Zaidao couldn't help but glance at the fisherman, but He Xuan didn't notice it and said with a smile: "Although I can't tell my father-in-law's cultivation level, but to be able to speak such ordinary words, he must not be an ordinary monk."
"Hey!" said the fisherman, "I'm just a fisherman in Yunmeng Lake."
He Xuan had nothing to do, so he started talking to Diaosou. Diaosou did not resist and chatted with him for a long time. Unknowingly, the boat had passed an unknown distance, and He Xuan suddenly raised his eyes.
Under the moonlight, he saw an island dimly appearing in front of him. This was very unusual. What surprised He Xuan was that there seemed to be a sword showing its edge on the island. The amazing sword energy shot straight into the sky, reflecting the stars and the moon, for ten miles. Everything is visible inside.
"What is that?" He Xuan couldn't help asking, but he regretted it as soon as he said it. Looking at the amazing sword energy, it might be some master from Taisu Zhengzong who was refining the flying sword, but it was not easy for outsiders to ask.
However, Diaosou didn't care. He just looked at that place and said, "Oh!——"
"That's a sword energy left by Master Taisu Zhengzong Daomiao. It's like this every night, but you still can't see it during the day!"
"It is said that the sword energy contains a sword technique created by him, which is reserved exclusively for the disciples of the outer sect of the authentic sect..."
"The sword energy left by Master Daomiao!" He Xuan's heart skipped a beat and he turned around to look at his master.
I saw He Zaidao looking at the sword energy heading straight into the sky from a distance, silent for a long time...
After a few moments, the boat had sailed away from that place. Although a faint brilliance could still be seen, the sword energy could no longer be felt. Diaosou said: "The place in front of you is too plain and authentic."
He Xuan was about to take a look when He Zaidao suddenly said: "No need."
"Ah?" He Xuan glanced sideways at him again. There was no expression on He Zaidao's face, but he sighed lightly: "You can see the whole thing at a glance. Master Daomiao's Taoism is higher than I imagined."
"It is beneficial for me to communicate with Master Miao now, but I don't have the confidence to give him any enlightenment. This is not about the Tao."
"Taisu Zhengzong, come back another day."
(End of chapter)
