"boom!"
In a corner of eternity, in the ancient sage's dojo in the capital of Xia, on top of the central divine peak, there was the faint sound of the immortal voice of the great avenue roaring, and the distant sound of chanting came out.
In the white jade square, even the saint sitting cross-legged on the futon had stopped preaching long ago.
There was a strange sparkle in his extremely deep eyes as he looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in the corner, apparently trapped in the deepest state of enlightenment.
Dao Yan's appearance and grace were already outstanding, but now he was bathed in the vast fairy light, and he was even more like a god appearing in the world.
The fairy light is gorgeous and the nine colors are dense. This place seems to have opened a legendary sacred treasure house. There are countless traces of the great avenue manifested, as if falling from the nine heavens, drowning the person in it.
Even the disciples sitting around him, when exposed to the extremely rich Taoist charm, seemed to have Dao fluctuations passing through their hearts, as if they had some enlightenment.
And Huo Mi, who was closest to him, couldn't help but close his eyes and realize it carefully.
How could he be so miraculous to the Dacheng King whose cultivation level was much higher than his!
Realizing this, the disciples sitting cross-legged all cast extremely complex looks at Dao Yan.
For those disciples who have been here for a long time, although what they see before them is unbelievable, they have long been accustomed to the existence of such a monster in the door, and they are not surprised.
For some disciples who had just started and knew nothing about Dao Yan's "glorious deeds", Dao Yan's performance naturally shocked them.
The other party does not look very old, but judging from the aura emanating from his body, it is obvious that he has already entered the realm of a king.
If that's the case, that's it. Many of the disciples could see clearly that the man arrived midway and only listened to the Patriarch's sermon for a moment before falling into the realm of enlightenment.
Such a performance that was beyond common sense made all the disciples who listened from beginning to end feel as if they had eaten something.
"The sermon is suspended today and will be resumed at another date."
A voice as warm as the spring breeze came. Although its tone was calm, the will contained in it could not be disobeyed.
At some point, the ancient sage of the Xia Capital had left the first futon and appeared in the corner at the edge of the square.
Mysterious runes flashed in his eyes, and the holy power was as vast as the ocean.
The eyes are as bright as the substance, seeming to see through all illusions.
After hearing the words of the Patriarch, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but glance at Dao Yan in the corner. In the end, they just sighed quietly, held their hands respectfully and said:
"I will obey the instructions of my ancestor."
After the disciples left, the white jade Taoist platform in the heart of the mountain returned to its former tranquility.
Immediately, several hazy shadows of Yuan Shen, filled with the power of the Holy Spirit, arrived.
The visitors are all in the semi-saint realm, and obviously their true bodies are still in retreat, impacting the realm of saints.
But even so, everyone was shocked by Dao Yan's performance and came here to take a look.
Many strong men who have reached the semi-saint realm stand here without saying a word, only quietly comprehending the Taoist charm that permeates Daoyan's body, as if they have some enlightenment.
It took a long time before the half-sage regained his clarity. Then he stepped forward, cupped his hands towards the ancient sage of Xia Capital and said:
"Senior brother, this son is indeed a man of great talent and beauty. If I let him be wasted like this in eternity, it would be like a pearl gathering dust."
Hearing this, Huo Mi on the side also took the initiative and said:
"What my uncle said is absolutely true, but this boy is naughty and immersed in heretics. I don't know how much time has been wasted. It is really sad."
Originally, with Huo Mi's cultivation, he was not qualified to appear here, but he was Dao Yan's master after all, so the ancient sage of Xia Capital kept him together.
"Hmph! If we really talk about it, I'm afraid you have to blame Homi for your inability to discipline him!" A certain Half-Saint spoke up, obviously very dissatisfied with Homi.
Huo Mi secretly complained in his heart and quickly explained: "Uncle, please calm down..."
The ancient sage of Xia Capital sat cross-legged in the sky and just listened, with a smile on his lips and not saying much.
After a long time, everyone finished arguing, and finally looked at the ancient sage of Xia Capital above.
For a sect with a relatively short heritage, the reason why it can stand erect as an eternal ancient star is naturally due to the contribution of Xia Du, the only saint in the sect.
In the end, it is up to him to make the final decision on major matters within the sect.
Sensing everyone's gaze, the Ancient Sage of Xiadu stroked his beard, smiled slightly and said:
"I already know what you all mean. I have already made arrangements in my heart. I will wait until Dao Yan wakes up."
Seeing this, everyone said nothing more.
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The light and shadow are mottled and dreamy.
For a moment, Dao Yan felt like he had turned into a giant standing tall on the sky, wandering in the boundless sea of stars; for a moment, he felt like a mayfly, living in the vast sea, insignificant...
After an extremely long time, but it seemed like only a moment, Daoyan finally opened his eyes.
There was no earth-shattering power. There was only peace and indifference in Dao Yan's eyes, as well as the calmness of the Taoist teachings.
At this moment, the strange phenomena around him have long since dissipated, and the entire square is empty, with only the stars shining all over the sky, filling the air with chaos.
"Ancestor!" Dao Yan was startled when his mind returned to clarity, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
I saw that not far in front of him, the ordinary-looking old man sitting on the ground was none other than the ancient sage of Xia Capital.
"May I ask the Patriarch, how long did it take for me to achieve enlightenment this time?" Dao Yan asked cautiously.
The latter stroked his beard and answered him with a smile:
"No more, no more, just seven, seven and forty-nine days."
"Seventy-seven forty-nine days... it's broken!" Dao Yan had an extremely panicked look on his face, slapped his thigh violently, and wailed rather heartbreakingly:
"My evolution fluid!"
Unexpectedly, with a flash of light in the hand of the ancient sage of Xiadu, an ancient pill furnace appeared and flew straight to the direction of Dao Yan.
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
The moment the furnace lid was opened, an extremely bright and gorgeous fairy light surged out, and thousands of auspicious colors steamed out.
The refreshing fragrance fills the air, comparable to the legendary supreme medicine.
Seeing Dao Yan carefully putting away the fragrant, crystal-clear and moist fairy liquid, the ancient sage of Xiadu stroked his beard and said:
"Everyone says that you have gone astray, indulged in heretics, and neglected your practice, but I don't think so."
Hearing this, Dao Yan raised his head in surprise.
"If you really lose your mind by playing with things and lose your heart for the Tao, how can you enlighten the world and understand the Tao?"
The ancient sage of Xiadu still had a calm and indifferent expression on his face. He looked straight into Dao Yan's eyes, and the latter did not flinch at all.
"It is Dao Yan's good fortune that our ancestor was so wise."
Nodding with satisfaction, the Ancient Sage of Xiadu spoke again, his eyes particularly kind:
"I am really curious about what you have learned. If you don't mind, can I be your audience?"
After hearing this, Dao Yan quickly said:
"The Patriarch really offends me. If there is no Patriarch to give lectures, how can the disciples use this to understand and explore the way forward? Since the Patriarch is asking questions, the disciples should come one by one."
In fact, Dao Yan had just realized the Tao, and now he wanted to communicate with others to prove it. The ancient sage of Xia Capital also saw this, so he followed suit.
When talking about the way of one's own body, even Dao Yan, who has never been formal in his daily life, became serious:
"In my eternal lineage of cultivation, I have always only focused on the understanding of the Tao, not on the physical body, and I even despise heretics."
"However, the physical body is the raft of the soul and the carrier of the great road. All those who have made great achievements in the ancient history of cultivation, even if they are slightly focused, are incomparable in both the soul and the body."
Hearing this, the Ancient Sage of Xia Capital nodded:
"It is true that the physical body and the soul are like this, but why do we say heretics? Throughout the ages, there are countless talented people who have been neglected by heretics, and they have all taught painful lessons."
When it came to the dispute between the avenues, Dao Yan naturally refused to give in. He shook his head resolutely and retorted:
"The Great Dao is intangible, but is actually embedded in all things. Refining the physical body and the soul is cultivation, so is refining divine weapons and elixirs the same?"
"As far as the Supreme Dao is concerned, all things are equal. If divine weapons and elixirs are external objects, then how can the physical body and soul be the same?"
"The Tao is the Tao, without distinguishing between inside and outside, no distinction between high and low. The five elements of chaos can directly point to the Tao, and so-called external objects such as elixirs, magic weapon formations, etc., if practiced to the extreme, are also the Tao!"
At the end of the sentence, Daoyan's tone was sonorous, his eyes were blazing, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky.
"Okay, okay, okay!" came the hearty laugh of the ancient sage of Xiadu.
After hearing this, Daoyan finally let go of his hanging heart.
The Patriarch was so happy that he probably wouldn't punish him.
Immediately, there was a flash of light, and something like a scripture, made of some kind of divine iron, as thin as silkworm wings, appeared, and the ancient sage of Xiadu handed it directly to Dao Yan.
"Ancestor, what is this?"
The ancient sage of Xia Capital still said calmly:
"The incomplete prescription of the Nine Transformations Elixir."
"What!?"
Dao Yan immediately felt that the scriptures in his hands were hot, far heavier than the ancient sacred mountain. He even said with a surprised look on his face:
"This! Such a valuable thing——"
The ancient sage of Xiadu waved his hand casually, interrupted Dao Yan's words, and said solemnly:
"The path you are following is so unique that even an old man would have a hard time pointing it out."
"The remnants of the Nine Transformations Elixir are of no use to me. Since you have made the decision, gifting it to you is a waste of money."
Although the ancient sage of Xiadu said it lightly, how could Dao Yan not know the depth of this kindness.
Without saying anything else, Dao Yan put away the remaining elixir and immediately gave a solemn salute.
The ancient sage of Xia Capital accepted this gift calmly.
Looking at the opponent's energetic and high-spirited face, the Ancient Sage of Xiadu suddenly returned to normal and said with emotion:
"Eternity, although it is also a big star that has been passed down for a long time, is still a barren land compared with all the heavens and realms."
"Now that you have passed the threshold of killing the Dao and discovered your own Dao, it's time to hit the road."
