Chapter 374 Entry
The top of the moon.
On the small road in Chishan, under the light of the moon, a downcast Taoist dressed in indigo robes walked slowly.
The warm summer breeze should have been warm, but it did not blow away the coldness in the Taoist heart.
Birds and beasts return to their nests, and even the chirping of insects is rarely heard.
The surrounding land is full of traces of rummaging, and the bark and grass roots have disappeared, leaving only a bare expanse.
Chiyang Palace, said to be his Taoist temple, is actually a small Taoist temple that provides shelter from wind and rain.
The front hall is dedicated to the clay sculpture of the founder, and the back hall is where he rested. The courtyard walls are piled crookedly, and the so-called gate is even more shaky.
Chi Xuan stepped into the Red Yang Palace and stood in front of the main hall, looking at the clay sculpture of the founder in front of him and the tablets of the various palace lords of the Red Yang Palace.
Take out the Zunhun Banner and place it on it.
The three-foot soul flag has a ghost skeleton biting the flag in front of the main pole, and the floating ghosts are trying to stretch out their hands, as if they want to crawl out from the flag.
Chi Xuan raised his long body and bowed, "Please teach me, Demon Lord."
A black figure walked out of the soul flag, took two futons beside him, placed them in front of him, sat cross-legged and said, "What do you want?"
Chi Xuan sat cross-legged on another futon that had become a thin cushion. Without thinking too much, he said calmly: "I want to change this damn muddy world."
Tu Shanjun looked at Chi Xuan and said calmly: "Practice well."
There are no profound words, no words about how many scriptures I have that can help you solve your problems. Tushanjun simply said these few words, as plainly as telling others to eat when they are hungry.
That’s right, you should eat when you are hungry and drink water when you are thirsty.
If you are weak and have no power, then make yourself stronger.
Longxian's experience was a baptism of blood and fire, which also subverted Chi Xuan's view of the world. He looked at Tu Shanjun's incarnation and suddenly felt that his previous understanding of demons was too narrow.
No, it’s not that he has a narrow understanding of demons.
But at the beginning, I looked at the red-horned Taoist in black robes who sat under the big locust tree and read tiredly with a narrow and traditional perspective.
Having the appearance of a demon does not mean that the Taoist is originally a demon. It may be caused by the martial arts, or he may have practiced a Tao that is different from the ordinary one.
Who said this is the only way.
There are millions of Tao.
The so-called deviance is not a brave attempt.
Under the big locust tree.
Tu Shanjun opened his eyes suddenly. He just... seemed to have taken a step forward. Raising his blue-white ghost hand, Tu Shanjun clenched his fists and murmured softly: "Sure enough."
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The next day.
Although Chi Xuan's cultivation level is not high, he can still open the storage bag if he has the magic power.
Tu Shanjun took out a small cauldron and matched it with the treasures of heaven and earth stored in the storage bag.
Brewing elixirs to improve personal physique and cultivation.
The incarnation of the third level of Qi training had to stay in front of Xiaoding for a long time. While controlling the fire, he also had to use different alchemy techniques to melt the spiritual materials.
Chi Xuan, who was squatting at the door of the hall, couldn't figure it out. He could only hold two spiritual stones and try his best to restore his magic power.
Looking at the spiritual stone in his hand that was gradually turning white, Chi Xuan felt heartbroken.
He almost lost his life to earn two spiritual stones. After half a day's work, the spiritual stones were already white.
If it weren't for his trust in Tu Shanjun and his determination to become stronger, Chi Xuan would have refused to use it at all. Although he has become a monk, he still has the timidity of a common man and is extremely stubborn about his property.
That is to say, Tu Shanjun doesn't care about him. Otherwise, he is an alchemy master who personally brews the medicine for modifying Qigong techniques for monks at the third level of Qi training. Not to mention how many spiritual stones he needs to charge, he will not sell it just for this face.
Chi Xuan sighed, but still absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit stone to restore his mana.
He also wanted to use the Yin Soul Pill to restore his mana, but Tu Shanjun told him that the dosage of the Yin Soul Pill should be controlled and should not be used for such trivial matters as restoring mana. It should all be used to improve his own cultivation.
Thinking of this, Chi Xuan squeezed the spirit stone in his hand
Just listen to a click.
The white spirit stone turned into a few pieces of gravel, and then as the last spiritual energy was absorbed by him, the small gravel turned into powder like weathering, falling to the ground along the gap in Chi Xuan's hand.
Chi Xuan looked at the spirit stone powder.
I can only comfort myself that this is all for practice and to return to Long County for revenge as soon as possible.
The ideals we talked about yesterday were too lofty and now we have to hide them in our hearts. The top priority is to improve our cultivation and return to Long County to avenge Zhang Xincheng and the children buried under the county government.
"If it's broken, replace it with another one."
A dull voice came from the main hall, awakening Chi Xuan who was staring at the spirit stone powder in a daze.
Chi Xuan stood up fiercely, then knelt on the ground: "The ancestor is here, the disciple can only use the two spiritual stones passed down from the ancestors."
When his master was dying, he passed on four things to him.
The Red Sheep Palace was barely sheltered from wind and rain, two ancestral spiritual stones, talismans and seals, and the precious indigo robe with red edges on his body.
He thought he would always guard the spirit stone, but he didn't expect that just a few years later, the spirit stone would no longer be retained.
When he was about to kowtow, a hand-held magic circle composed of spiritual stones fell in front of him.
"use this."
The magic circle is composed of multiple spiritual stones, and the abundance of spiritual energy is simply unprecedented.
Tushanjun himself didn't even know how many spiritual stones he had in his storage bag.
Apart from setting up formations, this thing has no other use for him. Many of the spiritual stones accumulated by Daheishan were in his storage bag.
With the blessing of the spirit stone array, the incarnation can brew the alchemy liquid more smoothly.
dusk.
The forest is golden all over.
Most of the two suns in the sky disappeared, and the originally hot and burning steam turned into mist and enveloped the distant mountains.
"Jump in."
Standing in front of the seven-foot tall cauldron, Chi Xuan hesitated.
This pot of spiritual liquid had extraordinary aura, but the boiling bubbles from time to time made him feel a little scared. If he went in, he didn't know if he would be steamed.
Any ordinary person would not dare to jump in directly.
Seemingly sensing Chi Xuan's hesitation, Tu Shanjun explained: "The temperature is not high."
Chi Xuan first went to the backyard to wash himself off, then returned to the cauldron and jumped in directly.
As soon as he entered the cauldron, he felt a rush of heat, stinging his skin, and the rising steam made him feel like he couldn't breathe at all.
Tu Shanjun took out a bamboo tube and handed it to Chi Xuanyuan inside the cauldron and said, "Drink it."
Refining the skin, forging the bones, stabilizing the internal organs, and widening the meridians.
This cauldron of spiritual liquid is enough for a monk at the third level of Qi training to absorb it for several days without eating or drinking. Chi Xuan only felt that his whole body was greedily absorbing spiritual energy, squeezing and crushing the impurities in his body bit by bit.
The meridians that were originally like streams are also slowly widening, able to accommodate more mana surges.
Moreover, this is the Alchemy Spiritual Liquid specially prepared by Tu Shanjun for Chi Xuan to practice the martial arts. With the help of this spiritual liquid, he can save several years of hard training and no need to slowly replace the martial arts and meridians.
Tu Shanjun turned his palm over, and his spiritual light focused on the magic circle engraved on the alchemy cauldron.
A light curtain of light separated Chi Xuan from the outside world.
In this way, even if someone interferes, Chi Xuan's cultivation process will not be interrupted.
"Operation technique."
Chi Xuan did not hesitate, chanted the magic formula, and transformed the magic seals with his hands into the Qi Training Seal Technique.
The Fire Sutra Annotation is the basic technique of Wanfa Sect and has rich previous experience. Qianfan Annotation has already thoroughly studied this technique. Even a beginner can practice steadily by relying only on this scripture.
The magic power obtained through practice is strong, and its explosive power is like a blazing flame.
Six days passed by.
On this day, the aura flourished.
Chi Xuan stood up in the cauldron. His appearance did not change much, but his body became stronger than before and became tougher. A faint red light could be vaguely seen swimming in the meridians.
Even Chi Xuan himself was surprised.
He felt that not only had his cultivation not declined, but he had made considerable progress.
In six days, a cauldron of spiritual fluid helped him transform his skills and at the same time, it also allowed him to reach the fifth level of Qi training, surpassing the early stage and entering the middle stage of Qi training.
Chi Xuan never dared to think about such an entry before.
Stretching out his palm and looking at the flowing red lines, it was as if he could intuitively see the status of his own meridians and the strong mana flowing in them without looking inside.
Chi Xuan wants to inspire the power to hide these visions.
"It is a normal phenomenon for the body to be washed. It will no longer be the case once the spiritual energy around the body subsides."
A dull voice fell.
Looking back at the soul flag, the three-foot soul flag was standing on the low table.
There was a little more awe in Chi Xuan's eyes. He had also been in awe of Tushanjun before, but it was more of fear and he was holding on to himself despite the huge pressure.
That's why he tried his best to avoid contact with Tushanjun, and also avoided using exercises and elixirs.
Not so now.
More of admiration and wonder.
Using the method of incarnation to refine the cauldron elixir, help him resolve the problem of converting his cultivation method, and also make his cultivation more advanced. This method is really amazing.
Tu Shanjun did not notice Chi Xuan's admiring gaze.
The most important thing this time is to lay the foundation and repair the messy meridians caused by Chi Xuan's blind practice. Cultivation is just a little incidental, and the original intention is not to improve Chi Xuan's cultivation.
Chi Xuan stretched out his hand to take away the soul flag, activated his magic power, and the soul flag turned into a foot. He put it into his sleeve robe and said: "I have returned from Long County and stayed in the mountains for too long. I need to go to the city to talk to Old Man Chen." Tell me why."
"We also need to confirm the child's safety." Chi Xuan added.
In fact, this is also his main purpose.
A spiritual talisman floated out from the banner: "There are several usable magic weapons in the holding talisman. Take it with you for self-defense."
Chi Xuan did not pretend to be pretentious. He took out the talisman for holding things, put the breast mirror through the inner lining, and put the armor talismans on his limbs. His legs were divine walking, and the two lines on the arms were called tortoise armor, and the second was draped through the arms.
What surprised him was that there was also a red flying sword.
In fact, monks' fighting skills are not all about flying swords, but as a monk, you always need a good flying sword for self-defense.
After replacing the mahogany sword on his body, Chi Xuan carried the red flying sword down the mountain and rushed to Jicheng.
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"Did the Taoist Master have an accident? Why has there been no news for so long?"
"It's been the same in the past. The Taoist Master is a capable man and we don't need to worry."
"However, due to the spread of the epidemic in the city, the county has begun to restrict access."
Old man Chen leaned against the bed board, holding his sleeves in his sleeves, without much worry on his face. Looking at the baby in his mother-in-law's arms, his originally nervous expression now relaxed a little.
The couple had no children, and they thought this would be the end of their lives.
Unexpectedly, Lin Lao had an extra companion.
Of course they were sad and worried about the loss of Zhang Xincheng, but such a smart child would never change his surname to Chen no matter how old he was, and even his younger brother would not be surnamed Chen.
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
Old Chen jumped up suddenly, walked slowly to the door, and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"