Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 231
Nascent Soul cultivator lives two thousand years.

Two thousand years is enough for the iteration of the dynasty, enough for the vicissitudes of life, enough to sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, and the world changes.

Cultivation to such a state is not without longevity, and there are various ways to prolong life. The common ones are like the Jiazi Dandan, which is often refined in the furnace of Danxia Academy, which can prolong life by 60 years. The Nascent Soul cultivator can prolong his life by [-] years with it.

All in all, if the Yuanying monks have no hope of seeking the Dao, they can enjoy the glory of the world.

At least Xu Zhuang knew that many Nascent Soul cultivators in the Taisu Sect who were not top-grade golden elixir were like this. They might be able to ascend to high positions in the family sect, or they might be able to open up a line of origin, or they might be able to be respected and call the shots in the lower courtyard of the dojo. ...

But for those who are ambitious, two thousand years is extremely short. Dao Yun has been sitting in this Arctic Pavilion for 800 years without any achievements, and his longevity may have come to an end. No wonder his heart is shaken and his determination is broken.

And the 12th generation of true inheritance has been handed down to Xu Zhuang for nearly two thousand years, and there are probably not a few brothers and sisters who are struggling so hard.

Accidentally meeting Dao Yun left a faint imprint on Xu Zhuang's heart. He didn't go too far away, so he found a place at random, opened an ice room on the ice wall with sword energy, and set the restrictions and started practiced.

Years are not counted in the mountains, since he is practicing meditation, Xu Zhuang didn't pay attention to how long it had been.

I only know that one day, the Nascent Soul triple layer will be formed suddenly, there will be no barriers, let alone bottlenecks, everything will happen naturally.

At this moment, Xu Zhuang felt that the light of the sky penetrated through the dark sky of the Arctic Pavilion, through the frozen rocks of the glacier, and directly illuminated the gate of heaven, and his whole body was warm, as if he was in a warm ocean.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a fairy wind blowing over his face, washing his whole body from every pore and every acupoint, and his whole body seemed to be swallowing fresh air, floating like a celestial being, and feeling extremely comfortable.

In such an extreme situation, Xu Zhuang suddenly felt that his soul was connected with the heaven and the earth, and he realized the Dao, and his Dao and deeds increased wildly.

As long as you use this method, you can continue to increase the foundation of spirit, and practice to perfection, which can be compared with the increase of a hundred times, or even nearly a thousand times, compared with the time of the Nascent Soul.

At this time, find another blessed place that is favored by the good fortune, and use the mystery of the heaven and the earth to achieve the primordial spirit!
Just when he was about to be intoxicated by it, and even started to use the method naturally, Xu Zhuang suddenly felt a stream of coolness flowing through his heart, and his trance mind suddenly became a little sober. .

"Haunted by falsehood, heretical performances are so terrifying."

Xu Zhuang only felt that his temples were slightly wet, but he broke out in a cold sweat after a long absence.

Being entangled in falsehood is an unavoidable demonic obstacle on the way to cultivating the primordial spirit.

For all the monks who have practiced at the third level and have reached the Nascent Soul Dacheng, no matter whether they are practicing or not, there will be all kinds of distracting thoughts and falsehoods. It came out of nowhere, completely without a trace.

Even like Xu Zhuang in the past, Nascent Soul Second Layer monks with profound skills would occasionally be entangled in illusions during their practice.

It is precisely because of this that Xu Zhuang has already had several self-examinations. He thought that his Dao Xin was enough to destroy all falsehoods. Terrible delusion.

Illusion is entangled, and for the inescapable demonic obstacle, no Daoist scriptures will explain how frightening it is. Perhaps if you are prepared in your heart, when it strikes, it will be even more terrifying.

Therefore, even Xu Zhuang, a true Taoist disciple like Xu Zhuang, didn't know what kind of demonic hindrance would be if he was entangled in falsehoods. Until now, he didn't know that he had encountered one of the falsehoods that must be extremely terrifying: heretical performances.

That is to say, the Nascent Soul Dacheng monks with profound Taoism may naturally realize the supreme way of enlightenment during their practice. This is naturally not the correct way to achieve the Yuanshen, and practicing according to it will only kill the Dao of the Yuanshen.

But the most terrifying thing is that this method of enlightenment may be false, or it may be true!

Taking Xu Zhuang's enlightened method as an example, if he practiced according to this method, he might go into a madness, or he might... become a real person of the sect!
Even this method is exactly suitable for Xu Zhuang to the extreme. With his foundation growing a hundred times, or even nearly a thousand times, it will only widen the gap with ordinary monks. If he can achieve something, I am afraid it will be far behind It is not known that it can even be truly compared with the Dao of Yuanshen above other side-door methods.

With such a method of enlightenment in front of them, and in a state of illusory interference, how many Nascent Soul monks may have stepped on the wrong path in an instant, and they don't know if there is still time to repent?
He took a deep breath, and finally understood why the Beiji Pavilion was the place where the Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect chose to go all out in order to cultivate the Nascent Soul.

It turns out that the Arctic Pavilion actually has the magical effect of suppressing falsehoods. This is undoubtedly the place of practice that the Nascent Soul Dacheng monks dream of. It is more precious than any treasure, and it is worthy of being opened by the real king.

The sudden coolness is very important for him to overcome the hurdle of heretic performances. Of course, the most important thing is that he has a firm heart and the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it, otherwise he may not be able to escape.

After passing this hurdle, Xu Zhuang fell into a daze for a while.

In terms of cultivation, the Dacheng of the Nascent Soul means that it has reached perfection, and unless you cultivate the Nascent Soul, there is no way to advance.

But even after going through this sudden and extremely illusory entanglement, Xu Zhuang still doesn't know when the opportunity to break through the threshold of life and death will come.

Xu Zhuang suddenly had an idea, wanted to use his heart sword to cut away this trace of confusion, but he stopped.

No matter how resolute a monk is, there must be such a moment for the emptiness of Yuanshen Dao, which is really normal.

Perhaps the horror of illusory entanglement is that it makes an indomitable great monk become a frightened bird, wondering whether he still sticks to his heart all the time.

Xu Zhuang suppressed his distracting thoughts and settled down in meditation. It must have been another hundred or so days before he suddenly made a decision to raise Da Luo's spiritual light from the back of his head.

The road is long, and he still has a lot of time to search for it. Since he can't find the way forward for a while, he might as well sort out the Taoism and cultivate his magical powers and Taoism well.

With the operation of Taoism, Xu Zhuang once again entered into the practice for an unknown period of time.

Compared to his short cultivation years, this may be a long time, but Xu Zhuang only felt extremely clean and happy.

I am a practitioner, and I enjoy the Tao in the mountains.

Don't look at the road ahead, it's all about your own heart.

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And one day when they were practicing Taoism in Xuzhuang Mountain, two travel-worn Taoists also came to Yunmeng Daze.

"This is Yunmeng Daze!"

"There is a vast expanse of hectares, with the same color of water and sky, the vastness of this great marsh is probably not inferior to that of the South China Sea."

Time is like flowing water. The children in the past have grown into teenagers. They strode to the blue waves, sniffing the lake wind that brought water vapor, couldn't help but took a deep breath, and exclaimed: "It is worthy of separating the Central Plains from the Jersey Here comes the 'Living Sea'."

That's right, these two Taoists are exactly He Zaidao's master and apprentice who started from the Reversing Mountain and walked on the land of Jersey.

Because of the existence of Xianzong, the names of the major lands in Shenzhou are actually among the common people, but for the common people in the land of Jersey, Yunmengze is basically the same as the sea, the only difference is——

The sea in the south of the land is an undrinkable sea of ​​bitterness, but Yunmeng Lake is the source of the water veins in the land of Jersey, a living sea that contains countless creatures.

As for crossing Yunmengze, there is still a land of the Central Plains, and to the east of the land of the Central Plains, there is also a boundless ocean, which is more like a fiction to most people.

Compared with growing up as a teenager, He Zaidao's appearance has not changed, and walking through the boundless world of mortals only adds a bit of warmth to his bearing.

Walking to the bank of the lake, He Zaidao's eyes were gloomy, as if he was looking into a very deep place, but he sighed suddenly after a while.

"Master, why are you sighing?" The young man raised his brows and asked involuntarily.

"I see that this mortal country in Yunmengze is completely different from the land of Jersey." He Zaidao replied.

He Zaidao actually passed through the water surface not far away, 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 mortal world, and even prohibits practitioners from wantonly revealing the Taoism in front of mortals.

This made the existence of practitioners become rumors in the land of Jersey, completely separated from the world.

As for the mortal country in Yunmeng Lake, although they know little about cultivation, they all know that they are under the rule of Xianzong. Most of them have Taoist temples and palaces.

Listening to He Zaidao's narration, the young man nodded in thought. He traveled on foot with He Zaidao and measured the world of mortals, which is equivalent to growing up in the mundane world.

It was only because of his status as a practitioner of the Immortal Sect that he was able to look at the world of mortals from a detached perspective.

Lingbao Sect and Taisu Sect have completely different ideas on how to govern mortal affairs. Of course, although Yunmeng Lake is vast, it cannot be compared with the land of Jersey, let alone the land with mortals.

Which side has the better idea, the boy still has no answer.

He Zaidao has taught him to learn to think for more than ten years. He did not rush to ask questions, but asked: "How to move forward?"

For more than ten years, he really followed He Zaidao step by step through the small half of Jersey to come here, but Yunmeng Daze is a water realm, if he doesn't use Taoism, he will need to sail.

He Zaidao pondered for a while, and then said: "Yunmengze is under the direct management of Taisu Zhengzong, it is unreasonable not to pay a visit to the master here."

"We have found a ferry, and we will go to Taisu to pay a formal visit first, and then we will talk about other things."

The boy's eyes lit up, he had walked the world for more than ten years, and finally it was time to experience Taisu's authentic demeanor, he still had some youthful spirit after all, and hurriedly replied: "Master's words are reasonable."

For a while, even the curiosity about the paradise under Xianzong's rule faded away.

Although the two of them did not practice Taoism, they were still in good health. After walking along the bank of Yunmeng Lake for a few days, they found a desolate place that was apparently restrained by monks, and the ordinary people were silently dispersed. .

After traveling for more than half a day, until the starry night, I saw a ferry under the moonlight, and many treasure ships were moored, but it was a waste of effort to find a few.

Although cultivators do not necessarily need to sleep, day and night are the laws of nature. The so-called Taoism follows nature, and cultivators usually follow this as their daily routine, not to mention those who visit the authentic Taisu sect will not choose starry night to visit.

"It seems that it will take tomorrow to borrow a ferry to go to Taisu Gate." The young man said.

He Zaidao murmured, "It's not necessarily true."

The young man raised his brows, the longer he practiced with this master, the more he felt that the master's Taoism was unfathomable. He knew that there must be a reason for the words and deeds of a person like the master, so he followed He Zai on foot without asking any more questions. .

The two of them left the ferry and hadn't traveled far when they suddenly saw a boat under a slanting willow.

A coir raincoat fisherman 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 sound coming from under the bamboo hat, which seemed to be humming a little song .

He Zaidao's eyes moved slightly, and he ordered: "Xuan'er, go and ask the boatman."

He Xuan nodded slightly, and when he reached the shore, no matter whether the fisherman could see it or not, he made a bow first, and called out: "Dare to ask the boatman, can you go boating?"

"Huh?" The boatman moved the bamboo hat a little, revealing half of his old face, glanced up and down at He Xuan with one eye, saw the Taoist on the shore again, and asked, "Where is the boat going?"

He Xuan smiled slightly, and replied: "The younger generation and my teacher want to go to the Taisu authentic sect."

The boatman fanned the bamboo hat to the wind and said: "Since we are paying a visit to the authentic master, we will go with the treasure boat tomorrow."

He Xuan hesitated slightly, and was about to turn around to ask, He Zaidao had already walked up slowly, bowed to the fisherman, and said: "Pin Dao originally expected so, but he just felt it, tonight may be the right time , that’s why I came here to trouble the old man.”

"Oh? You are still a big monk with a blessed spirit." The boatman said so, without awe on his face, he pondered for a moment, and said: "It's fine to sail, but the cost of the boat has to be doubled."

"Besides, if you don't entertain guests in the middle of the authentic day, there's nothing you can do about it."

Naturally, He Zaidao didn't pay much attention to the small amount of boat money, and said with a smile, "Good."

He Xuan didn't expect that he found the boat in this way. When He Zaidao boarded the boat, he thought in his heart: "Even if Yunmeng Daze is calm, can such a small boat really reach Taisu Zhengzong? Maybe it's not as good as tomorrow." That treasure ship travels quickly..."

Just follow the fisherman to swing the oars casually, the flat boat flew out with a whoosh sound, and it was far away from the shore in a short while, only then did He Xuan know that the fisherman in front of him was actually an expert.

"Tai Su Authentic is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..."

He Zaidao was obviously not surprised, he had already sat down cross-legged, He Xuan thought for a while, although this small boat is fast, but the Yunmeng Daze is very vast, and it may not be a short while before he enters the Taisu authentic sect, so he also He sat down cross-legged.

The fisherman paddled casually, the boat was getting faster and faster, he suddenly lay down, took out the fishing rod again, and threw the line into the marsh.

He Xuan couldn't help asking: "How can the boat catch fish so fast?"

The fisherman didn't mind his tongue, and said with a smile: "Little boy, let me tell you, fishing is also a way of understanding the Dao, and fishing for nothing may not be a kind of mental cultivation..."

He Zaidao couldn't help but glanced at the fisherman, but He Xuan didn't notice it, and said with a smile: "Although I can't see the old man's cultivation, but he can speak such ordinary words, he must not be an ordinary monk."

"Hey!" said the fisherman, "I'm just an old man fishing in Yunmeng Lake."

He Xuan had nothing to do, so he talked to Diao Sou, but Diao Sou didn't resist, and chatted with him for a while, before the boat had passed an unknown distance, He Xuan suddenly looked up.

I saw an island dimly appearing in front of me under the moonlight, which is very unusual. What surprised He Xuan was that there seemed to be a sword showing its edge on the island. Visible inside.

"What is that?" He Xuan couldn't help asking, but Fang regretted it as soon as he said it, seeing the amazing sword energy, maybe some expert from the Taisu Authentic Sect is practicing the flying sword, but it's not easy for outsiders to ask.

But the old man didn't care, he just looked there and said, "Oh!—"

"That's a sword qi left by Tai Su Zhengzong Daomiao Venerable, it happens every night, and you can't see it in the daytime!"

"It is said that the sword energy contains a style of swordsmanship created by him, which is reserved for authentic outer sect disciples..."

"The sword energy left by Venerable Daomiao!" He Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look at his master.

I saw He Zaidao staring at the sword energy that was rushing towards Xiaohan from afar, and remained silent for a long time...

After a few moments, the boat had already left that place, although a faint brilliance could still be seen, but the sword energy could not be felt, but Diao Sou said: "The former is too plain and authentic."

He Xuan was about to look at it, but He Zaidao suddenly said: "No need."

"Ah?" He Xuan glanced at him again, He Zai Dao didn't see any expression on his face, but sighed lightly: "You can see the whole leopard from a glimpse, the Dao Miao's Taoism is higher than I imagined."

"Now it is beneficial for me to communicate with Venerable Dao Miao, but I don't have the confidence to give him any inspiration. This is not about Dao."

"Tai Su is authentic, come back another day."

(End of this chapter)