TaiHao

Ji Chunxi rode a small donkey backwards, holding a volume of "Jade Spring Sutra" to study the practice method after establishing the foundation. ＝＝＝＝The Yuquan Sutra is not a real practice method. It is a sutra that talks about the principles of heaven and earth and the source of magic power. It contains the secret of the nine-turn jade liquid. It is the source of the nine-turn jade liquid of Taixu. It is the summary of the fairy book left by the Yuquan Immortal.

"Go back and enter the mountain gate. The Zixia Treasure Clothes of my Purple Cloud Gong can be initially condensed. I will learn from Master's old methods and discard the technique and practice it again." Ji Chunxi heard the elders in the family talk about Jiang Yuanchen's practice in the past. Jiang Yuanchen's talent is only average, but he has achieved his current status with his great perseverance and wisdom, and is only one step away from the soul.

I was absorbed in reading and walked into a mountain range without realizing it. The mountains are full of rugged rocks, thousands of dangerous places, and thousands of weird things, and the hazy mist echoes in the mountains.

Suddenly, he heard a cry for help coming from afar. Ji Chunxi patted the donkey under him: "Zigui, go quickly."

The donkey was a paper-cut gift from Jiang Yuanchen in the past. Just blow lightly on the donkey paper-cut every day, and the donkey turns into a real thing and can carry more than 100 kilograms of weight.

Under the control of Ji Chunxi, the donkey came to the place where the cry for help came, only to see a sloppy Taoist trapped at the bottom of a ravine.

Ji Chunxi pulled him up, rescued the old man and placed him on the donkey: "Where does the old man come from? And where are he going? If everything goes well, I can give him a lift."

The old Taoist priest fell into the pit and broke his leg. He lay on the donkey and kept humming: "The old Taoist comes from where he came from, and naturally walks where he goes. The only one walking on the road is the old Taoist. How can you carry him?"

Ji Chunxi was stunned for a moment, hearing the deep meaning of the old Taoist priest's words, and said apologetically: "It's the boy who was reckless."

What Ji Chunxi said was to lead the old Taoist priest out of the mountains, but the old Taoist priest said that his own path was the only one, and others could never help him. The road is bumpy, and you can only find your own way with great perseverance.

After walking for a while, Ji Chunxi asked again: "What do you call the old man?"

"The origin of the old Taoist is nonsense. Yun Zhong Miaoran, you can just call me the old Taoist Yun Zhongzi."

"Yun Zhongzi? I don't know where Yun Shen is?" Ji Chunxi thought over and over again. Seeing that the old Taoist priest was behaving strangely, he said nothing more.

It was night, and the two of them found a large bluestone to rest on. For some reason, the old Taoist priest himself shone brightly. The light within three feet is as bright as day.

Seeing this, Ji Chunxi took the "Yuquan Sutra" and continued reading.

The old Taoist priest sat in front of the bonfire, and the brilliance of the bonfire was like grains of rice and the sun and the moon in front of his own radiance.

"Boy, what are you reading?" The old Taoist priest snatched it away, shook his head when he saw the name, and threw it to Ji Chunxi.

Ji Chunxi looked worried: "Senior, this Yuquan Sutra is a must-read book for those of us who practice Taoism. I think you, senior, are also righteous people. Why do you have to look like this?"

"The Sutra is a good thing. It's a pity that it is difficult to achieve the right result." The sloppy Taoist priest said; "In the past, Tianyang Immortal Lord handed down forty-eight Taoist scriptures, which could have achieved the Taoism, but how many people have achieved Taoism through it now? These immortal books are obscure It’s difficult to understand, and only a junior like you can understand it.”

"..." Of those forty-eight Taoist scriptures, no one has ever achieved greatness.

Then, the old Taoist priest sat on the bluestone and said, "Old Taoist, seeing how kind-hearted you are, why not teach you a true method so that you can seek immortality."

"Senior, don't worry. I already have a teacher to teach you."

"Teacher? The old Taoist sees that your own magic power is shallow and your Taoism is low. After all, it is not a great way of immortality, the true transmission of the heavenly law. It is better to learn the true law of heavenly stems from the old Taoist so that you can achieve Taoism and fruition."

Ji Chunxi shook his head: "My disciple is from the Taixu Taoist Sect and has learned from a famous sect. If these Taoist methods and mystical skills are just minor ways, how can there be any true method in the world?"

The old Taoist priest looked contemptuous. He continued to sneer: "You, a junior, have little knowledge, so you know that the world's laws are only of the third level, and your Taixu Taoist Sect's supreme mystical skill "Taixu Purple Yang Golden Seal" is only of the first level."

"Third-class method?" Ji Chunxi was curious and asked: "If my Taixu Ziyang Golden Medal is considered a middle-class method, then what kind of method is considered a first-class method? We monks have immeasurable magical powers. We can subjugate demons and divination the past and the future. Can it be considered legal?"

"Subduing demons and catching ghosts is just a low-level skill. Divining bad luck is just a small skill. Hiding essence and nourishing Qi is also a low-level method. Such a small way, if you scratch the loess after a hundred years, how can it be regarded as the freedom of our Taoist sect?" The old Taoist priest said disdainfully.

Ji Chunxi thought for a moment and said, "Conjuring the wind and rain, soaring into the clouds and driving the mist, these kinds of Taoist techniques to control the heaven and earth are superior to subduing demons, catching ghosts, divination, and making gods. Can they be considered the Dao of Dharma?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "Although it borrows the power of heaven, it is not the true Tao of one's own. It is just like the illusion of the moon in the water. It is only a medium method, and it cannot be regarded as the true teaching."

"The way to live forever remains unchanged for thousands of years, remains unchanged for ten thousand years, travels around the world, and is free and easy, but is it the law?"

"This is the right method." The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Although you have an immortal body, you will suffer all kinds of disasters. However, if you build a sand dune fortress, it can be destroyed by a flood."

Silently, Ji Chunxi remembered what Jiang Yuanchen said about three disasters and nine disasters. This is the calamity that Taoist monks must go through. Although the method of immortality is good, it is also extremely difficult to avoid the three disasters and nine disasters.

"I believe that the legendary Dao Lord would not allow such immortals to steal spiritual secrets." After Ji Chunxi thought about it, he asked with a straight face: "How about I ask the teacher how to practice the Dharma?"

"Those who practice the Dharma can refine the emptiness into reality. They can transform mountains and rivers with their fingers, hold the sun and moon in their hands, create heaven and earth in a single thought, and turn the world upside down in the palm of a hand. Three disasters and nine disasters are nothing more than a joke. The Tao of oneself is eternal, and there is no calamity. Join me."

Ji Chunxi couldn't stop laughing and shook her head: "Master is so shameless. His nonsense is nothing like the demeanor of a senior. Has Master ever done this?"

"You can't do it on your own, but the old Taoist correction is the superior method." The sloppy Taoist priest said: "My true method is drawn from the Qianyuan Qingling Qi of the heaven, and it is the first to refine the creation of the universe. If you practice it, you can achieve immortal Taoism in the future. "

"Drawing cakes out of thin air, let's forget it." Hearing this, Ji Chunxi already understood what the third-level Taoism that this sloppy Taoist meant was.

Shangfa, refining emptiness and becoming reality, points directly to the ultimate state of refining emptiness and combining Tao. What I seek is the Supreme Tao Lord who is immortal.

The middle method, attaining the Tao and becoming an immortal, only involves the practice of refining the spirit and returning to the realm of virtual reality. It only seeks immortality but not the true way, so it is classified as medium by the old Taoist priests.

You can't even seek immortality by following this method. Although you have immeasurable magical power and unparalleled combat power, you are ultimately no match for the fate of heaven and earth.

Seeing that Ji Chunxi refused to practice, the sloppy old Taoist hurriedly explained for a long time, boasting his own method to the heavens and the earth. Ji Chunxi kept shaking his head: "Senior, how do you know that my family does not inherit the true method?" After saying that, he closed his eyes and meditated and adjusted his breath. A layer of purple energy surges around the body, transforming into treasure clothes and wearing them. Seeing Ji Chunxi's purple clouds and precious clothes condensed, Lin Zixuan couldn't help but think of Jiang Yuanchen in the past.

The next day, Ji Chunxi continued to move forward, and the old Taoist priest sat on the donkey and followed Ji Chunxi.

After walking for a while, Ji Chunxi and the two stopped when they heard a woodcutter calling from behind.

"Two Taoist priests must not go forward. There is an evil tiger doing evil. This evil tiger is so vicious that it has eaten many lives."

Hearing what the woodcutter said, Ji Chunxi smiled and said: "Since the evil tiger is in trouble, then I just need to take action to get rid of it." So Ji Chunxi went up the mountain to hunt the tiger regardless of the obstruction.

The old Taoist transformed by Lin Zixuan seemed to notice something was wrong. He stared at the woodcutter for a long time, only to see that the woodcutter's body was hazy, and he couldn't see his feet at all. The woodcutter smiled at Lin Zixuan and then disappeared. Lin Zixuan had a guess in his mind and followed Ji Chunxi up the mountain.

The cave where the evil tiger was located was full of bones and full of blood. Ji Chunxi was filled with fear and hesitated at the entrance of the cave.

"Although he has completed the foundation-building Taoist industry now, he has not learned all kinds of divine channels. And this evil tiger seems to have some age and Taoism. It will be difficult to deal with if there are ghosts around him."

But then I thought: "If I can't deal with it, then the people at the foot of the mountain will be even harder to deal with. If you want to become a spirit in the future, it will be a problem for Lingzhou."

With righteousness in mind and fear dissipated, Ji Chunxi walked to the cave and saw the old Taoist priest Lin Zixuan had transformed into following him. He quickly said, "Senior, it's better to find a secluded place to stay."

"It doesn't matter, a mere big insect can't hurt the old man."

Ji Chunxi thought about it again and guessed that the person in front of her was enigmatic, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Walking into the cave, I saw an evil tiger about ten feet in size sleeping soundly inside the cave. There were weird little ghosts waiting on the side. As Ji Chunxi entered the cave, they immediately woke up the evil tiger and pounced on Ji Chunxi.

Ji Chunxi held a pinewood sword and fought with the evil tiger for a long time and gradually lost to the evil tiger and the ghost. A layer of purple energy rolled over his body and turned into a robe, and he stepped forward to fight the evil tiger again.

But the evil tiger was so ferocious that Ji Chunxi was horrified and wanted to retreat. However, the evil tiger ordered the minions to block the way back, forcing Ji Chunxi to fight with him.

Seeing this, a surge of blood rushed into his brain, and the sea of ​​consciousness became vast. Ji Chunxi didn't know where he got the strength to kill the evil tiger with one sword.

After killing the evil tiger, Ji Chunxi seemed to have some enlightenment while standing at the corpse of the evil tiger. He used the magic formula to cause a fire to ignite the cave, and the demons disappeared one after another in the light of the fire.

Lin Zixuan stood outside the cave with a look of surprise on his face: What a powerful illusion. If Pindao hadn't seen through the true nature of the evil tiger, he wouldn't have realized that the cave was actually a dream world. In his eyes, there is a word "terror" above the cave. The evil tiger in the cave is clearly the dinosaur of the nine gods in the dream world. Ji Chunxi was born with the ability to control fear, which caused Ji Chunxi's Taoist heart to shake, and helped him reshape his original heart.

"It seems that junior brother has already seen through my intentions." Lin Zixuan smiled bitterly, remained silent after Ji Chunxi came out, and continued to move forward with him.

Not long after traveling, Ji Chunxi rescued a woman who was being chased by a wolf, and the woman then hosted the two of them to a small town in the mountains. There are all women in the town, and one of the elders said: "In the past, we women escaped from the war and built a daughter's town. However, the yin and yang were not balanced, and it was difficult for our daughter to have children, so we invited two guests to come here. This spreads the incense."

Not to mention Ji Chunxi's young age, even the old Taoist transformed by Lin Zixuan has someone to serve her. Ji Chunxi had a tender face and fled away on a donkey.

"That was the incarnation of the dinosaur just now. Now this is the mother of the dream dragon, right?" Lin Zixuan watched with disbelief after leaving, and saw all the beauties in the town transforming into colorful dream dragons. The dream dragon at the head was no bigger than the dinosaur just now. It is small, and the town is an ancient well for dream dragons to watch their dreams.

"You bastard, you can just test your apprentice. Why did you drag Pindao here?" Lin Zixuan looked around and saw this strange mountain range between Yin and Yang. Half of it fell into the dream world, and dreams evolved into various trials, wine, sex, wealth, love and fear, etc.