Chen Heng, a native of Rongguo, Dongmizhou, is now a disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect in Xiaoganshan.
Speaking of which, this past experience is also absurd and strange. He was originally a descendant of the Chen clan in the Rong Kingdom. When he was young, his beauty and appearance made him famous all over the country. Everyone who saw him thought he was a beauty. People at that time heard his name for a long time. When he was driving out, When a woman meets a woman, she joins her hands and lingers with him, and the spectators are like a wall.
Maybe it's because of this.
Although Chen Heng's predecessor was born from an unmatched marriage between his parents, the Chen family never treated him harshly.
Training from famous teachers, fresh clothes for angry horses, these things that a high-ranking disciple should have, he never lacks.
And because Chen Heng's biological father died of illness early, his mother, Ms. Chen Clan, contracted blood tuberculosis after giving birth, making it difficult to teach him.
The family simply fostered him in the hands of a childless uncle. He would only stay for a few more years before he would be adopted into his uncle's name and inherit the family business.
If it only ended here, everything would be considered complete.
The young man became famous and his relatives were harmonious. Although his biological father died early, he was fortunate to have his widowed mother alive and able to fulfill her filial piety at her knees.
Unfortunately, when he accidentally left the city three years ago, he met Yan Zhen, who happened to be coming down from the Xuanzhen sect for a spring break.
All the things in the past have turned into water flowing in the east.
The beautiful female crown was delighted when she saw her desire to hunt. She first invited Chen Heng to be her face. After being rejected, she became so angry that she no longer tried to hide it and directly used her power to force him.
Although the Chen clan of Rong State is a wealthy family, it is not an aristocratic family, and there is not even half a Taoist cultivator. The entire Rong State is just an ordinary dynasty. How can they disobey the decree of the Xuanzhen Sect and have no choice but to bow their heads and accept orders.
Unexpectedly, his predecessor had a very cold temperament. Seeing that things could not be changed, he first said goodbye to his widowed mother and the uncle who raised him, and then committed suicide in a well that night. If he had not been rescued by a few well-behaved family children, he would have died three years ago. life.
After hearing this, Yan Zhen was very angry.
Not only did they station two hundred soldiers in the Chen clan, they strictly guarded it and surrounded the mansion.
Even around Chen Heng, there were several Taoist priests from the Xuanzhen Sect who accompanied him day and night, and they were not allowed to be free.
However, after Chen Heng fell into the well, Yan Zhen finally softened her attitude. Although she was still detained, waiting for Chen Heng to surrender, she did not dare to be as aggressive as before.
In this panic, someone from the Chen clan finally couldn't bear the pain and asked someone to see Yan Zhen and offered her a plan.
Chen Heng's predecessor was a filial servant, but his widowed mother contracted tuberculosis due to long-term fatigue after giving birth. He had been seeking famous doctors for many years, but with little success.
If you want to make him bend his back, make a fuss about this matter, and you will have immediate results.
After hearing this, Yan Zhen smiled sternly, begged for pills from the Xuanzhen sect overnight, and forced them to take on Chen Heng's widowed mother.
Within three days, Chen Heng's widowed mother was already in good health and her face was glowing.
In this situation, in this place, there was so much unwillingness and resentment that Chen Heng had no choice but to bid farewell to his tearful widowed mother and follow Yan Zhen up the mountain.
Afterwards, Chen Ze, a descendant of the Chen clan who offered advice to Yan Zhen, was reciprocated by Yan Zhen, who allowed him to join the sect as he wished and follow the master in the sect to learn the art of Qi longevity.
But Chen Heng's predecessor didn't know that just three months after he left his hometown, his widowed mother died suddenly. Her body was as skinny as a stick, and all her essence and blood seemed to have drained away.
Although the great elixir for replenishing the spirit is precious, the Xuanzhen Sect is not without it.
However, she is just an ordinary old woman.
Perhaps in Yan Zhen's view, using such great elixirs to extend her life was obviously a fool's errand.
The pill that the widowed mother took that day had no effect in prolonging life. It only lifted up the exhausted vitality and held it for a while. As for the losses afterwards, it was not considered.
This matter finally reached the Xuanzhen Sect, and Chen Heng's predecessor was in grief and despair.
It was also from that time that he was monitored and cared for day and night with spiritual thoughts. There was no sharp thing around him, and even the hairpins that bound his hair had to be worn off before they would be sent to him.
In this way, the predecessor was raised like a bird for another three years.
During this period, Yan Zhen tried to please him in every possible way to make him smile. She knew that he was good at music when he was young and had visited famous teachers all over the place.
So he started a large-scale construction project in the sect, carved rocks into the mountains, built palaces, palaces, and golden towers, and named them Leshanfang.
As soon as the Leshan Room was completed, musicians from several surrounding countries were recruited from several countries to fill the Leshan Room so that they could sing with Chen Heng's predecessor.
But even though Yan Zhen tried her best, her predecessor's temperament still became more and more withdrawn and cold, and her eyes were as cold as a pool, making people feel terrified even when they looked into those eyes.
Days like this.
It wasn't until not long ago that Xu Yan, a loose cultivator in Xihai, killed Yan Zhen with a sword that it ended.
That day, I only heard a thunderous sound from the sword, and a vast light filled everything in front of me. I couldn't see anything for a while, my skin was so painful that it was splitting, and my eyes felt like needles pricking them.
When she reluctantly opened her eyes again, the slender back figure that made her predecessor wish she could eat her flesh and sleep on her skin was already in a different place. There was still an incredible look on her cheeks, and the lingering light in her eyes made it difficult to tell what kind of emotion it was.
Afterwards, Yan Feichen burst into tears and became angry with the Taoists who were accompanying him at the time. He threw them all into a water prison and tortured them.
Although Chen Heng's predecessor was lucky enough not to be killed on the spot by Xu Yan's sword, the cold energy in the sword light still invaded his internal organs, causing him to suffer from tuberculosis and seven injuries. He was then angered and imprisoned in a wet place. Cold water prison.
Within two months, he laughed and died one night, without breathing.
Chen Heng, who had been suffering in a modern hospital bed for six years, by chance, was reborn into a body with the same name, carrying the golden cicada he had picked up since childhood...
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I sorted through the memories of my predecessor again.
Chen Heng closed his eyes in silence for a long time before opening them again. He sat in front of the case, took a roll of white paper, and dipped his pen in ink.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the paper is filled with the words "quiet" and there is no place to rest.
Only then did his eyes return to their dark, calm look.
"There are only two urgent things now. First, it is urgent to drive away the Han Dou Qi that Xu Yan penetrated into my body. With this Qi in my body, not to mention practicing immortality, I am afraid that my life will be in danger immediately. "
In this life, if you want to enter the path of immortality, you must first obtain the fetal breath, refine your true energy, build the foundation of the Tao, and open the Purple Mansion.
If the fetus is resting, it will persist, but it will not be used diligently.
The great treasure of man is this single breath of true Yang.
This is the innate fire of spiritual light, the nature. The Buddha said: all living beings are equal. The Tao is the place of perfection, the source of life, and the principle of creation.
The fetal breath is the first step in the cultivation of immortality. If you fail to achieve this state, all the subsequent efforts will be in vain.
After the fetal breath is perfect and the nature root appears, in the subsequent Qi training realm, it is necessary to find a Qi training method in order to practice the essence of Qi and cultivate true Qi.
There are nine levels and thirty-six grades of true Qi in this world, and the rankings are strict.
Only those with a strong foundation of true energy of the seventh level and above can build a high-grade Taoist foundation.
And if you want to develop this kind of true Qi, then an excellent Qi training technique is indispensable.
"The Han Dou Zhenqi in my body is probably one of the high-level Zhenqi. Just a trace of it is extremely fierce. If you want to drive it away or subdue it, your own cultivation and fetal breath will not work. Perhaps you can only practice Qi. Only then can one or two be suppressed.”
Thinking of this, Chen Heng couldn't help but have a headache.
The predecessor's cultivation qualifications were really poor. Not to mention practicing Qi, he had not even achieved fetal breathing yet.
One day's enlightenment cannot last as long as it lasts, and if one does not use it diligently, one day he will still be in a mortal body.
This is certainly due to the fact that Chen Heng's predecessor was heartbroken and withered because of his mother's death.
But no matter what, Chen Heng, who is reborn, must realize the feeling of fetal breath in order to prolong his life and live forever!
"However, only high-level Zhen Qi can build a perfect Dao foundation? It is difficult for such a large Xuan Zhen sect to have superior Qi skills."
Chen Heng frowned.
Although the Xuanzhen Sect is very popular in the surrounding areas and is almost unstoppable, in the huge Dongmi Province, it is just a small and dispensable door, a drop in a thousand.
The predecessor once heard Yan Zhen talk about it by chance. The place where they lived was called Xudutian, and it encompassed the vastness of the nine states and the four seas.
From this point of view, Xuanzhen Sect is probably not even a drop in a thousand.
"Yan Zhen also mentioned that the Xuanzhen sect is suspected to be one of the hundreds of sects under the Yuchen sect of the Xuanmen sect. I don't know if this is true."
Taking back this unreasonable thought, Chen Heng held the pen and crossed out the words "static" on the paper one by one.
"In addition to expelling Han Dou's true energy and saving my life, the second thing I need to do is find a way to go down the mountain to avoid Yan Feichen's wrath."
After Yan Zhen's death, Chen Heng's predecessor was angered by Yan Feichen, imprisoned for a hundred days, and died in a water prison.
Due to sect rules.
Although Yan Feichen was an elder, he could only imprison him on the grounds that he was not doing well, and could not directly execute Chen Heng and bury him with his daughter.
However, it is easy to hide from open guns, but difficult to guard against hidden arrows.
Chen Heng has not yet left his mortal body and remains in the sect. Facing Yan Feichen, it is undoubtedly unwise to use his own shortcomings against the other's strong points.
His predecessor was tortured in the water prison for two months, but he died helplessly in the end. For the remaining forty days, Chen Heng didn't know how he gritted his teeth and survived.
The day before yesterday, when his confinement period expired and he staggered out of the water prison to bathe in the sky, he almost felt astonished that he was reincarnated as a human being.
Given the condition of this body.
If he went to the water prison again, he would sooner or later follow in the footsteps of his predecessor.
"However, although my predecessor was humiliated by Yan Zhen, fortunately, Yuanyang was still preserved because of the mysterious skills practiced by Yan Zhen." Chen Heng secretly sighed at his luck.
This body has low qualifications. If even Yuanyang is lost, the climb will be even more difficult.
At this time, his expression suddenly moved slightly, and he turned sideways to look at the closed door.
First there were hurried footsteps, and soon there were knocks on the door and shouts.
"Who is this, the person from the butler's room?"
Chen Heng stood up, first tore up the white paper with the word "Jing" written on it, and threw them all into the small red clay stove for making tea.
"Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Chen, it's me! Xu Zhi! Senior Brother Xu! I heard that you received Diyuan's talisman as soon as you came out of the water prison the day before yesterday? Are you crazy? Are you crazy! Don't listen to the nonsense of those stinky cow noses in the execution room , open the door! Open the door quickly!"
The man knocked hard for a long time, but when the door didn't open, his voice became more and more urgent:
"Senior brother, I know you haven't wanted to live a day since you went up the mountain, but this is not the way to seek death! Why insist on going to the abyss?"
"You are so thoughtful, think about the strangers who are still alive, think about, uh, think about..."
The tone suddenly paused, a little awkwardly, and dropped a few tones abruptly:
"Think about Aunt Wang in the dining room? Well...don't you like the lotus seed soup made by Aunt Wang, right? If you die, you will never be able to eat it again..."
In the cave.
Chen Heng glanced outside the door and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.
