Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 3

Seeing this bunch of Selaginella, Fang Xin got off the tiger's back, ignoring the flesh and blood under his feet.

Just like this, I quietly looked at this bunch of Selaginella that was not too high, and it shone a little bit under the night light.

Selaginella is the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass.

He observed from side to side, observed its shape, sniffed and twirled to smell its nature, and when all the dust settled, he quickly came back to his senses:
"It really is that rare in the world, the miraculous Nine Deaths Resurrection Grass in the mountains."

"With this bunch of herbs, Xiaodao can refine the soul-returning grass and return the pill, and the chance to break through the ancestral aperture can be increased by [-]%!"

Having said that, he carefully took out a small shovel from the small cloth bag on his back.

Then dig left and right, but don't break the roots, just take away the curled leaves of the bunch of Selaginella, which is also the most essential part of it.

The practice in this world is mainly to stimulate the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, so that the spirit can be repeated innately, and there are all kinds of incredible powers in driving things and shaping shapes.

But the same.

There is no supporting system in this Taoist mountain gate that imparts the method of divine passage, and it seems that cultivation depends entirely on self-enlightenment.

This is also where he feels strange.

This side of the world is quite similar to the legendary mountain and sea world, and there are murlocs singing in overseas legends.

It is also said that there are strange races such as the Sanmu people living in seclusion.

Quite archaic.

According to the practice system that has been developed for many years under normal circumstances, it is generally very complete and very stable.

Every step has the experience left by the predecessors.

But this world is quite different, at least as far as he knows, the cultivation within the mountain gate is different from the cultivation of immortals he imagined.

The first step in this practice, that is, the vast majority of disciples, needs to enlighten the Tao with the spirit and soul, and enter into meditation to cultivate the spirit.

Generally, the method of visualization comes from all over the world. Most people visualize something in their minds and make it solidified in their hearts.

At this point, the energy is full, the five qi are abundant and the six lucks are complete, and the energy and spirit are far beyond ordinary people.

Able to enlighten talisman paper.

You can use ordinary talismans to perform some incredible little tricks.

But here's what's even stranger.

In the mountain gate, only some tricks of visualization and practice are taught, that is, some relatively basic things.

There is no visual map provided.

Everyone can choose what they like, or something that impresses them deeply. Some people visualize swords, while others visualize swords.

What Fang Xin visualized was a Changchun Gourd Vine that left a deep impression on him.

He also named his visualization picture: Immortal Changchun Visualization Picture.

It can be regarded as a bit of fairy spirit.

However, this meditation is only to make the spirit full, and to be able to use some talismans and dharma objects.

He has been able to enter meditation all the time through his own visualization, and even does not enter meditation all the time, which can also be called constant.

However, the practice here is just like what I said before, very simple and simple, and there is no systematic theory of refining qi, building foundations, golden elixir, and nascent soul.

There is no night tour, day tour, or the ability to drive things into shape.

Visualize this as the basis.

The next step is to be able to use internal force and external force to stimulate the spirit together and open a trace of the root of the ancestral orifice.

Only when the ancestral orifice is opened and the spirit is enlightened, can one escape from ordinary people and cast spells with unimaginable power.

And in this state, ordinary people often call it a Taoist, meaning a man of the way, while many teachers in the mountain gate are called warlocks.

It means a man of skill in practice.

You can open the altar, practice and practice, collect the essence of the world, and replenish yourself with the essence of the sun and the moon.

Eat the breath and take the bait, seek the truth and ask about longevity.

As for the above-mentioned alchemists who are good at seeking the Tao, and the legendary Taoist priests who wear feather robes and become immortals in the daytime, these are even more unclear.

Let's just say that this warlock is in one realm.

If he can't open the ancestral aperture, he will naturally be like a mortal.

If the ancestral orifice can be opened, then in a blink of an eye, one can acquire supernatural powers and absorb many essences of blood and food outside the body.

By that time.

Then he can really tear tigers and leopards alive, his strength can bear the power of a tripod, his skin is as tough as cowhide, and he can't be hurt by ordinary swords.

Of course, the most important thing is to be able to open the ancestral orifice, and naturally be able to practice all kinds of incredible spells.

This is a stepping stone.

At this moment, Fang Xin was stopped outside this door.

Of course, although these disciples only have the basics, they can also learn such tricks as pills.

And this time the Soul Grass Returning Pill is the pill that Fang Xin needs to refine if he wants to fight hard.

If it can be practiced.

Just a little prodding then.

It must be able to nourish the spirit, open the ancestral orifice, and allow the power of the gods to flow out, and naturally be able to leap out and leave the realm of mortals.

suddenly.

Fang Xin, who had collected the herbs and smoothed the soil carefully, only felt that the small shovel in his hand seemed to hit something hard.

"Ding dong!"

The next moment the soil was turned over.

All I saw was a small round green bead the size of a cat's eye rolling out of the ground, shining with light.

Just at this moment, there is moonlight shining.

The small green beads, under the moonlight, actually have the appearance of withered vegetation, more like a ray of moonlight.

The smoke that rises seems to be the rope.

The wisps of moonlight stirred, drifting towards the inside of the small emerald green bead.

It looks amazing!
Seeing this little bead absorbing the moonlight under the moonlight and replenishing the withered vegetation, Fang Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then a ray of light burst out in his eyes:
"It turned out to be the legendary mountain treasure!"

The saying of mountain treasure has a long history.

Legend has it that in the extraordinary mountain and the towering dense forest, a dragon was born from its own veins.

Gathering the essence of the heaven and the earth, the sun and the moon, with the atmosphere of the earth, and the help of Fengshui, there will naturally be all kinds of miracles.

This mountain treasure is just a general term.

It means treasure in the mountains.

In some big mountains or in some incredible forests, it is possible to gather thousand-year-old ginseng to revive the dead and bring back the flesh and blood of the soul.

Some of them could only take out some shining jasper crystals from the mountain ditch.

Some of these mountain treasures are precious and some are ordinary.

Moreover, those treasures that were truly conceived in the mountains, those that can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, have their own wonders.

This is the mountain treasure that practitioners pursue.

According to the legend, there is a legend about a monk who obtained a mountain treasure and turned into a fairy in the sky by riding the wind in one day.

So, seeing this scene, Fang Xin seemed to have a trace of expectation and inexplicable:
"Will you be my chance??"

Caressing the hem of the clothes, bent down to pick up the emerald green bead, under the moonlight, you can still see the green light inside the bead, flowing in it.

It looks very beautiful.

The next moment, Fang Xin moved his hands very neatly:
"Regardless of success or failure, let's try first."

His fingers quickly slid across his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, there was only a trace of blood flowing down his forehead in the direction where his fingers passed.

Seeing this, Fang Xin put the small emerald green bead on the position where the scar was drawn, corresponding to the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.

"Om~"

An inexplicable hum sounded.

Immediately afterwards, that small jade-like bead turned into a green light.

In an instant, it melted into Fang Xin's eyebrows.

But Fang Xin, who was looking forward to opening the ancestral orifice, didn't feel that his strong orifice was shaken in the slightest.

Thinking of this, he was in a trance for a moment, but then, his eyes became clearer:

"Sure enough, it's nothing but joy~"

"Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. On this road of seeking Tao, the poor will eventually fall behind."

Although Kong was overjoyed, but at this moment he also recovered from the feverish state that he had just received from the heavens.

No matter what treasure you get.

If virtue is not matched, there will be disasters.

If the ancestral orifice is opened, it is natural to have miraculous powers, but if the ancestral orifice is not opened, and the divine power cannot be released, how can one see the miraculous?

It is normal to have no vision.

Just when he regained his composure and became extremely calm again, he felt a little uncoordinated.

He just caressed the grass and trees beside him, and as his right hand brushed lightly, he seemed to feel the joy of the grass and trees in his whole body.

Picked up a dead grass.

He seemed to be able to sense the vague, vague vitality in it.

Now he was really surprised:
"It's really magical?"

"Could it be that this mountain treasure is not a natural spiritual object or treasure, but a more mysterious natural supernatural?"

In order to confirm the matter and just in case, Fang Xin gently pinched a branch or leaf on the grass near the tiger's nest.

Wait for a quarter of an hour.

Only then did he feel completely relieved:
"It's not that I've devoted myself to seeking Taoism and cultivating demonic diseases, but that I really have a miraculous birth, being able to get close to vegetation and perceive vitality."

Thinking of this, he quickly took off the small burden on his backpack, and then it was time to test the most important thing.

If he could really sense the vitality and the essence of plants in the Nine Deaths Resurrection Grass, it meant that he could completely grasp most of the spirit grasses.

What kind of concept is this?
For those outsiders who are really proficient in alchemy, taking a pill and making a prescription, this is simply a miracle.

With this ability to be compatible with plants and trees, and with this decisive ability, he can even mix plants and trees so that every potion of medicine will be successful!
Anyway, in the warlock stage, he had never heard of anyone saying that he could do it. As for the higher-level alchemists, he hadn't even met him for ten years.

This is unknown~
Originally, he still had some doubts about his ability to pick the Nine Deaths Resurrection Grass and cultivate it into the Resurrection Pill of the Soul Resurrection Grass.

How else can we say yes?
But now with the feeling at this moment, he no longer has the slightest bit of confusion in his heart.

to this moment.

He was so energetic that he no longer had the idea of ​​waiting quietly in this mountain forest, but only wanted to return to the mountain gate immediately without stopping for a moment.

The mountain gate has a material exchange place for many disciples and warlocks, where he can buy all kinds of extraordinary herbs.

Ordinary people can stimulate the ancestral orifices between the eyebrows and nourish the spirit after eating a soul-returning grass for pill.

If he can eat one, can he eat ten?

If it doesn't work, just eat a hundred.

A living person can never be suffocated by urine, talent is not enough resources to make up for it, in practice, wealth is the first.

If he can seize the opportunity, he will have a [-]% chance of refining the pill, and he will have a chance to return to the world by then.

Suppress the thoughts in my heart.

Forcibly calm down, so as not to make myself that hot-headed treasure-giving boy.

Fang Xin meditated with her eyes closed in the tiger's lair to complete today's practice assignments.

The crystal moonlight shines down.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, this Taoist fully blended into the surrounding environment, breathing like two small and exquisite silver dragons.

A gourd vine climbed from a small seed from behind him into a gourd vine full of Taoism. It has a long spring and a natural magic.

Full of hope and vitality.

(End of this chapter)