Great Dao Ji

In the void, Hongtong closed his eyes tightly, and his heart surged.

Under the emperor's sky, heaven's secrets are in chaos. It is difficult to find the root of any calculation method of heaven's secrets. Those who can deduce clues are already the best in the world. Those who can count gods and demons are very few in ancient and modern times.

Not to mention the person he is looking for

Ang~

Along with the sound of a dragon's roar that seemed to come from ancient times, Hongtong felt that the heaven and earth were darkened, and he could no longer sense anything external, as if the heaven and earth had disappeared.

And the next moment, the whole world is bright!

Buzz!

At this moment, even though he had been prepared, Hongtong was shocked.

In his divine will, the heaven and earth suddenly became transparent, and the endless light and shadow collapsed in front of him. In a daze, he felt that the endless heaven and earth appeared in front of him at the same time.

"Supreme, the Awakened One!"

While muttering, Hongtong suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in his eyes collapsed into a moment:

"Found it!"

It has been eighteen years since the Great Zhou Dynasty was restructured. Looking at the world, it seems that waves have just begun to rise. However, the situation has settled down in the imperial capitals. The original seventy-two Taoist masters and the courtiers gradually agreed with it.

For many people and monks in the imperial capital, this is just another ‘Fengshen Pavilion’ besides Jingyesi.

Fengshen Pavilion is located in the east of the Imperial City. It occupies a huge area and has a magnificent atmosphere. It was built under the supervision of the ‘Master of Divine Works’ in the imperial court. Every plant, tree, brick and tile in it is made of top-quality spiritual materials.

Among them, there are many temples, worshiping one god after another.

"call!"

Qin Honghai let out a long breath of turbid air, and the air waves blew up wisps of incense, making the statues in the temple become more and more uncertain.

It was an extremely tall and mighty divine general, holding an ax astride an elephant, with a divine dragon wrapped around his arm. Although he looked like a clay puppet, he was a great intimidator.

"Is this a bottleneck? I heard that the Pavilion Master cultivated the Great Golden Pill in one go, but there was no bottleneck."

Qin Honghai sighed.

In the "Fengshen Pavilion", there are thousands of temples, each with its own blessing. He is the temple blessing of this giant spirit temple, practicing the "giant spirit's way of controlling the world".

Getting started with this magical skill is easy, but it is extremely difficult to master it. Ten years ago, he arrived at the Golden Pill Gate, but now, he is still stuck here. It is clear that many hurdles have been passed, but he cannot cross them.

Feeling depressed in his heart, Qin Honghai had no intention of expressing it. He stood up, offered three sticks of burning incense to the 'Giant Spirit God', bowed before turning around and going out.

In the 'Fengshen Pavilion', there are thousands of temples, which are connected to each other and have distinct levels. From the outside to the inside, there are six floors. Now he is only on the second floor.

"There are still two years, but it will be the day when the temple blessings change. If you can't cross this threshold, let alone the third floor of the cabinet, even the second floor, I'm afraid there is no guarantee."

Looking at the dotted temples, Qin Honghai's heart became heavier and heavier.

The battle for temple blessings was extremely fierce. He was lucky enough to fill the vacancy back then, but apart from him, there was no other practitioner of the Golden Elixir on this second level.

"I hope the master is free today."

Qin Honghai closed the palace door and walked towards the cabinet.

There is no strict distinction between superiors and inferiors in Fengshen Pavilion, and there is no obstruction to the passage. It is just that the higher the cabinet, the more powerful people there are, and ordinary people simply don't want to enter the cabinet.

"Last year, there were only a few people on the fourth floor of the cabinet."

Qin Honghai walked along, turning a blind eye to the cold looks of others, but looking at the temples with the smell of fireworks, he couldn't help but feel more pressure in his heart.

That means that someone else has successfully lit up the fourth-level god.

It was clear that ten years ago, the fourth-level gods were no more powerful than the pavilion master and his wife. How many years has it been just now?

"Stop whoever comes!"

After walking a few more steps, Qin Honghai finally stopped. In front of him were two armored Swiss.

"Juling Temple Zhu, please see the master of the pavilion."

Qin Honghai clasped his fists, and the two pills disappeared silently into their hands.

"Qin Honghai?"

The two soldiers looked at each other, put down their fighting, and softened their tone:

"I have been coming here every year for eight years in a row, and I have gained perseverance. It just so happens that the Pavilion Master left seclusion a few days ago, and the two brothers will inform you. But whether the Pavilion Master will see you depends on your luck."

After saying that, one person turned and walked towards the cabinet.

"Thank you."

Qin Honghai breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt relieved: "May I ask, brother, why does the Pavilion Master retreat so frequently in recent years? I remember that ten years ago, the Pavilion Master accompanied his wife and children every day."

"That's a long story."

The soldier glanced at Qin Honghai, who offered him a whole bottle of elixirs.

The soldier nodded and then said: "This matter has something to do with the pavilion master's children."

"The pavilion master's children?"

Qin Honghai's heart moved.

"Both the pavilion master and his wife are the first batch of successors to the gods. They are highly cultivated. Their children should also have great potential. But"

The soldier looked around and lowered his voice and said: "Mountains are high and low, and fingers are also short and long. The same is true for the pavilion master's children. I heard that one of them has never cried or spoken since he was born. It is suspected that Suffering from 'soul-leaving syndrome'."

"snort!"

Before Qin Honghai could speak, he heard a cold snort, and immediately the shadow drooped down, covering several feet in front and behind the two of them.

"S-lord!"

The soldier trembled and was so frightened that he was speechless.

Qin Honghai also felt guilty for a while. He raised his head slightly and saw a huge mountain of flesh lying in front of the cabinet, which was full of oppression.

"Can you say anything nonsense?"

Liu Dayan slapped the soldier down to the ground and hummed: "If Madam hears it, will I not skin you?"

"Little ones talk too much, little ones talk too much."

The soldier's face turned pale and he kept complaining.

Fortunately, the two of them seemed to be familiar with each other. Liu Dayan let him go after a few words. He turned to Qin Honghai and said calmly: "You are lucky. The master of the pavilion agreed to see you."

"Thank you, sir."

Qin Honghai wiped his cold sweat, thanked him quickly, and followed Liu Dayan to the cabinet.

The cabinet is very quiet, and the yard on the third floor is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. It is already the middle of winter, but this place is not affected at all. The grass and trees are green, and there are even many vines climbing up the house.

When they reached the inner courtyard, Liu Dayan did not enter.

Qin Honghai boldly walked in and saw a man in white sitting with his back to him in front of the pond in the inner courtyard, as if he was fishing or resting his mind.

Qin Honghai didn't dare to say anything and waited obediently.

I don't know how long I waited before Qiao Moke dropped the bait in his hand and said softly: "There is a question that I didn't want to understand. I kept you waiting for a long time."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Qin Honghai was a little flattered.

Qiao Moke motioned Qin Honghai to sit down, as if he could see through his intention at a glance, and said: "The giant spirit's way of suppressing the world is not about the giant spirit, but 'suppression', which means to surrender distracting thoughts and be strong in one's mind!"

"If you are not brave enough to see me, how can you see the way?"

Qin Honghai's heart was shaken, and he felt that the words uttered by the man in white were hitting him as if they were real. Unfortunately, he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch the words coming like boulders.

boom!

Without saying a word, Qin Honghai fell limply to the ground and rolled his eyes.

"Carry it back."

Liu Dayan waved his hand in surprise, and the soldier who had informed him before stepped forward, carrying Qin Honghai, who had his eyes turned white, towards the outer courtyard.

"Brother Qiao, your heart is just too soft. Everyone gives you advice. How much energy does it cost you?"

Liu Dayan shook his head.

Eighteen years have passed, and his body has become larger and larger, but his realm has not changed much. He is stuck in front of the soul and cannot move forward.

"If everyone thinks this way, how can you and I reach our current state of cultivation?"

Qiao Moko didn't care.

Decades passed by, but he still remembered how he embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

If you have nothing to repay from your teacher, then you have to pass on what you learned from your teacher.

"As you wish."

Liu Dayan was too lazy to talk too much. Qiao Moke had given advice to many people over the years. He sat down and said worriedly, "Have you not found a way yet?"

Qiao Moko shook his head and sighed.

Since he embarked on the path of spiritual practice, all diseases in the world have long gone away for him, but he did not expect that he would still be troubled by such a 'strange disease'.

"I heard that my sister-in-law is also seeking medical treatment everywhere."

Liu Dayan hesitated to speak, but couldn't help but speak: "Brother, why don't you ask your master to take action?"

"Why didn't you go?"

Qiao Moke smiled bitterly: "Back then, I went to look for my teacher. As soon as I went out, I met Junior Brother Yang. Junior Brother told me that the teacher said that the time had not come yet and asked me to wait. But I have been waiting for ten years, and I really can't wait any longer."

Qiao Moke sighed in his heart.

He is not an indecisive person, but he is confused when he cares. He really can't stand his wife's cries and pleas. But in these years, he has even invited the emperor, but nothing happens.

"Pavilion Master!"

At this time, the soldier who took Qin Honghai out ran in again: "There is a strange monk outside the door who wants to see the master of the pavilion. He says yes, he says he can solve the doubts of the master of the pavilion!"

"Monk?"

Qiao Moke raised his eyebrows.

It has been eighteen years since the Great Zhou Dynasty banned the preaching of Taoism and Buddhism. Even the seventy-two Taoist masters have changed their doors, at least in the imperial capital, they no longer show their monkhood to others. Where did this monk come from?

His mind was spinning, but his eyes became sharp: "Where are they?!"

"What monk?"

Liu Dayan was also surprised. Just as he was about to speak, a stream of light flashed across the sky.

The next moment, a cold female voice that could not conceal her excitement sounded in the courtyard: "Master, please come in!"

Looking at the lingering sword intent in the air, Liu Dayan and Qiao Moke both smiled bitterly. The only one who was more anxious than them was Xi Yingqing.

"That's good, that's good."

At the same time that the Buddha's name with a Zen meaning was passed into the courtyard, a handsome monk wearing a red cassock, accompanied by Xi Yingqing, came to the courtyard.

"May I ask Master, where do you come from? Can you really solve my confusion?"

Qiao Moke slightly cupped his hands and his expression became solemn. With his eyesight at this time, he could not see through the heel and legs of the monk in front of him.

"Coming from the west."

The handsome monk smiled slightly, but looked in the direction where Xi Yingqing left: "The young monk is the best at enlightenment. It is not difficult for stones to speak, and people are naturally not a problem."

In his eyes, a seemingly infinite divine light that only he could see was pointing in that direction, and as a few footsteps sounded, that divine light,

Stopped abruptly.

"Um?"

But the next moment, the smile on his face solidified:

"How come there are two?!"

Good night everyone.