Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

The next day, Zhou Qing led his maid Suyun out early. The two walked southeast for three or four miles, and bright green clouds appeared in front of them.

This was a large area of ​​bamboo forest, with green bamboo poles and leaves. The gaps between the branches and leaves were mixed with sunlight, which sprinkled all over the ground.

Zhou Qing and Suyun walked through the bamboo forest and arrived at the gate of Qingyun Garden.

"Who are you looking for?"

The servant at the door saw Zhou Qing and his servant, and asked immediately without waiting for them to go up the steps.

"I am Zhou Qing, and I came to see Qingyun Layman today."

Zhou Qing spoke slowly, with an indescribable calmness.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Seeing Zhou Qing's eyes were bright, his forehead was shining with jade, and he was wearing a jade pendant with the characteristics of the clan, the gatekeeper immediately saw that Zhou Qing was a member of the clan, and did not dare to neglect him. He immediately agreed and went back to pass on the message.

Not long after, the gatekeeper returned, followed by a middle-aged man with slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, dressed in butler's clothes and smiling.

After the middle-aged man came out, he turned his eyes and saw Zhou Qing, who was holding his hands down, wearing a silver crown and tall and graceful, looking like he was waiting. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he covered it up and said, "I am Zhou Heng, do you want to see my master?"

"Zhou Heng."

Hearing these two words, Zhou Qing's thoughts turned.

Before he came, he had done his homework in advance. So he knew that Zhou Heng was one of the most trusted butlers of Zhou Xian, whom he was going to visit. Originally, this person was not called this name, but Zhou Xian asked him to change his name and take care of the affairs.

"It turns out to be the housekeeper Zhou."

Zhou Qing stepped forward, took out the letter from his sleeve, handed it over, and said, "My uncle Zhou Ming's letter is to be given to Qingyun Layman."

Zhou Heng memorized the "Heroes' List" of the Hengnan Zhou family. When he heard it, he immediately went through Zhou Ming's information in his mind. He thought of his master Qingyun Layman's instructions, and his smile became more gentle. He said, "Young Master Qing, please follow me to the mansion to rest for a while. The master will have instructions after reading the letter."

Although Zhou Qing wanted to borrow the spiritual spring to practice a day earlier, he also knew that Qingyun Garden had its own rules, so he could only nod and answer, "Okay."

"Let's go, let's go into the mansion."

Looking at the relaxed and carefree young man who was close at hand, and the calmness between his eyebrows, Zhou Heng's eyes flashed with a strange color.

He was well-informed and knew that the young man in front of him was in a difficult situation. The visible and invisible pressure gathered around him, almost bending him down.

But when they met today, Zhou Qing didn't seem to be under any pressure at all, and his demeanor was brilliant.

Zhou Heng was thinking about something. After taking Zhou Qing and Su Yun to a separate courtyard in the mansion to settle down, he came to the back of the manor, where there was a quiet wooden building surrounded by bamboo leaves.

A stream of water passed in front of the building, and the green bamboo leaves shaded the ripples of the stream, reflecting the seclusion of the building.

Zhou Heng arrived here, stopped, bowed to the building, and said, "Master."

Almost at the same time, the clouds in the bamboo building opened like lotus flowers, lifted up, and a figure turned from virtual to real, sitting calmly on it.

He wore a purple gold crown on his head, a colorful robe on his body, a jade pendant on his waist, and was very tall. His skin had an unusual frosty white, like snow on the top of a peak in winter.

The middle-aged man on the throne held a jade ruyi in one hand, and his voice was gentle and pleasant, different from his cold and hard appearance, and said, "Speak."

"Zhou Ming's letter."

Zhou Heng was concise, took out the letter and handed it over.

Qingyun Lay Buddhist in the bamboo building took it, unfolded it and read it, then spoke, saying: "Zhou Ming said in the letter that he wanted his nephew Zhou Qing to borrow the spiritual spring in the mansion."

Here, he smiled again and said: "I owe Zhou Ming a favor, not a small one. Zhou Ming has been unhappy for so many years, but he didn't ask for it."

Zhou Ming valued his nephew very much, and his master was also ready to agree to Zhou Ming's request. After Zhou Heng heard these meanings from the words, he coughed, organized his words, and said: "Master, this Zhou Qing has not been doing well recently."

Qingyun Lay Buddhist sat on the lotus, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Zhou Heng told what he knew. From his words, one could vaguely see an invisible net that trapped Zhou Qing and made it impossible for him to escape. Finally, he said, "Zhou Luoyun has really put a lot of thought into this."

Qingyun Layman was calm and composed. Hearing this, he became interested and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What ability does Zhou Ming's nephew have that Zhou Luoyun can target him like this?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, indicating that he had not found out. After a long time, he tried to say, "Master, could it be related to the Jingchen Dharma Assembly?"

Zhou Luoyun was dazzling among the younger generation of the Hengnan Zhou family, and almost no one competed with him. It was said that he did not plan to develop in the clan, but was determined to join the sect and show his ambitions. For the children of the Hengnan Zhou family, the upcoming Jingchen Dharma Assembly was the best opportunity to join the sect.

Many people in the clan knew that Zhou Luoyun was preparing for the Jingchen Dharma Assembly.

"This Jingchen Dharma Assembly."

Qingyun Layman seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flashed with light, then disappeared again. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Go and send Zhou Qing to Shuixiang Cottage."

"Master."

Zhou Heng wanted to remind him, so he helped Zhou Qing and offended Zhou Luoyun.

Zhou Luoyun was fine, after all, he was still young and did not have enough influence in the clan, but the person behind Zhou Luoyun was extraordinary, and even Qingyun Garden had to be cautious.

The figure of layman Qingyun gradually disappeared, and in the end, it was completely gone, leaving only a golden jade-like lingering sound, whirling like a crescent moon, saying: "I just asked Zhou Qing to go to Shuixiang Xiaozhu and allow him to approach the spiritual spring inside. As for the rest, I won’t care.”

Zhou Heng looked at the empty Baolian, confused at first, then thought of the current situation of Shuixiang Xiaozhu, and his eyes gradually became enlightened.

"I see."

Zhou Heng understood his master's "higher intention". He left the bamboo building and went to the door of the other courtyard to find Zhou Qing inside.

It was noon at this time, the sun was dancing in the shadows, and the ground was golden. I saw a young man with tied hair and a crown sitting peacefully on the stone table, with an indifferent expression, like a clay statue.

But as soon as you get close, you can hear a subtle and clear sound, like the wind moving on the water and the drumming waves moving forward. It is the internal energy flowing back and forth around the sky.

He looked at the young man who was practicing seriously and felt a touch in his heart.

After Zhou Qing circulated his inner energy for a week, if he felt anything, he opened his eyes and saw the figure at the door. He stood up, walked up to him, and said, "Steward Zhou."

"You are really working hard." Zhou Heng smiled kindly and said, "Bringing you good news, my master allows Young Master Qing to stay in Shuixiang Xiaozhu and get close to the spiritual spring inside."

Zhou Qing seemed to be overjoyed after hearing this, and he did not forget to thank layman Qingyun and Butler Zhou in front of him.

"Go to Shuixiang Xiaozhu first."

Zhou Heng walked in front, leading Zhou Qing and the two of them, one behind the other, to the back hill of Qingyun Garden.

After a while, after crossing a stone bridge and heading north, a mountain gate jumped out. There was a pure black plaque hanging on it, and a pure cyan two-character "Shui Xiang" iron hook was painted on it. With each stroke, there was a lightness of its own. The feeling of spiritual change.

As soon as he went up the steps, Zhou Qing heard a gurgling sound from behind the door. At the same time, he felt wisps of moisture coming from his feet. He was startled and thought to himself: "The water vapor here is abundant, which is beyond me." Unexpectedly, it is indeed suitable for me to practice "Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation".

When I pushed the door open and went in, the water vapor became even stronger when I got inside. There was a light mist of water everywhere, and it was completely white.

Butler Zhou was in front and led Zhou Qing to walk for a while. He saw a rattan ladder going from top to bottom, surrounded by thousands of strange little flowers, which could not be blown by the wind. The other end was submerged in the air and extended to the sky. In the monastery.

"Bingliu."

Housekeeper Zhou saw Zhou Qing looking up at the empty monastery and said with a smile: "For this period of time, Young Master Qing will be living in the No. 6 Bing monastery..."

Zhou Qing nodded and took a silent breath. He felt that the pores on his skin were slowly opening, and there was a sense of coolness, as if the moisture from the outside was penetrating in.

This is of course an illusion. After all, it is impossible for a monk to actively attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body unless he completes the foundation construction.

However, this also shows the abundance of water vapor, which is indeed amazing.

"I have already told you how to use the monastery, there is nothing else to say."

Butler Zhou's eyes became deep, glowing in the hazy mist, and said: "I just have to remind Mr. Qing that some of the other monasteries in Shuixiang Xiaozhu are also occupied by people. ”

"They are either my master's juniors, or like Mr. Qing, they came in with my master's permission. They are all young and very energetic."

"If there are many people, it may not be as clean as one person. But Xiaozhu has its own rules, and nothing too outrageous will happen."

After hearing this, Zhou Qing frowned inconspicuously, and then said, "Thanks for the reminder."

Butler Zhou smiled one last time, turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the mist and disappearing.

Zhou Qing meditated for a moment, and his expression returned to calm. He stretched out his sleeves, followed the vine ladder, and arrived at the floating pavilion steadily step by step.

The floating pavilion is not big. It has jade stools, jade tables and jade beds. It is smooth and spotless from top to bottom.

However, Zhou Qing only glanced at it and turned his attention to the large floor-to-ceiling window in the front. The glass there reflected the spiritual spring below, which was five to six feet wide and surged like a boil. Around it, there are stone railings, layer after layer, engraved with wonderful patterns, and there is a faint power of the magic circle, leaping above it, protecting the spiritual spring in the center.

Zhou Qing stood high and looked at the spiritual spring. His eyes reflected the strings of water drops pouring out of the spring. They were round and round. Under the skylight, they glowed with a colorful color, which was fascinating.

After observing the Lingquan, he moved his eyes and immediately saw that around the Lingquan, many Buddhist temples and floating pavilions were looming in the water mist, as if the stars in the sky fell into the waves, twinkling and alternating between light and dark.

"There are people in the floating pavilion of the Jingshe."

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the floating pavilion of the Jingshe that seemed to be floating in mid-air, with thoughts going back and forth in his mind.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

What's more, there are people with malicious intentions outside. Even if they come to Shuixiang Xiaozhu, they will try their best to cause trouble and prevent themselves from being safe.

"Zhou Luoyun."

Zhou Qing's heart still felt heavy when he thought about the person behind Guan Ping.

He is truly extremely talented. In his last life, he made a splash at the Jingchen Dharma Ceremony and successfully entered the Shangxuanmen Zhenyi Sect. And all the way from an inner disciple, to a true disciple, and then to one of the top ten disciples, he was extremely dazzling.

Not only that, he also intervened in the clan affairs of the Zhou family in Hengnan, supporting his cronies and attacking dissidents. In the end, his main line was completely dominated by one family, while the branch lines were dying.

The Hengnan Zhou family, a thousand-year-old family, was almost eliminated by him with one word.

In this journey, lofty ambition, tenacity, deep mind, skillful handling, etc. are all indispensable.

Zhou Luoyun is not as charismatic as he was in his prime, but he is even more powerful with the resources he has mobilized from the Hengnan Zhou clan. The gap between him and himself at the Tongmai realm is too big, and he is completely passive and has no power to compete.

Zhou Qing's eyes are heavy. Only by breaking through to Xisui and activating the power of Xianbone can he stand firm and use his means to make twists and turns and find opportunities to thwart Zhou Luoyun's bullying.

If he can't practice Xisui, he will be in the current situation, being constantly calculated and feeling extremely frustrated.

"Xisui."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart. He must break through as soon as possible, otherwise something will happen.

Once an accident happens, his uncle's efforts and his "reward" for breaking through the situation will all go down the drain.

"Practice."

Zhou Qing thought about what Zhou Daguan had told him. He collected his thoughts, took a half step forward, sat down on the jade bed in the room of the Jingshe, and practiced the Biyou Palace's true skill "Yuanhuang Hualongtu". The next moment, there seemed to be a sound of springs gushing out, and unprecedented water vapor rose up and surrounded him.

After a cultivator enters the induction stage, he can sense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. After building the foundation and shedding the mortal body, he can actively lead the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body.

Zhou Qing is now only at the level of Tongmai. Of course, it is impossible for him to actively lead the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body for cultivation. However, because the floating pavilion is connected to the spiritual spring, and then through a special magic array, the water vapor guided is too strong, and the water spiritual energy seems to be real. In addition, the extraordinary "Yuanhuang Hualongtu" allows him to passively absorb a trace of spiritual energy through his skin.

This is simply incomparable to the cultivators who actively draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies after establishing their foundation. One is on the ground, the other is in the sky, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even if this spiritual energy of water vapor passively enters the body through the skin, it will be transformed by the true power and integrated into the internal strength, immediately producing mysterious and incredible changes.