Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 641: Luo Tian Dharma Platform Rescue from Suffering
The chaos and the unfathomable darkness seem to encompass everything and contain all things.

All the invisible and inaudible Taoist appearances exist in the void, but all that can be seen before one's eyes is a towering and layered platform.

The surrounding is peaceful and quiet, giving people a sense of inner freedom and carefreeness.

Lin Xuanzhi looked up and saw that the platform was dark black in color, neither gold nor stone. It had eight sides and twelve layers. Each layer was ninety-nine feet, nine points and nine inches high. As it rose higher layer by layer, its area gradually decreased, making it look like a pagoda.

The bottom layer is the largest, with vivid reliefs on all eight sides, narrating the sufferings of the world or sighing at the difficulties of seeking the truth.

The second layer of reliefs becomes increasingly dense and diverse, but they also depict various struggles, unattainable desires, intrigues, and so on.

The scenes on the third, fourth, fifth and other levels are all vivid and lifelike, with their own rhythm, which makes people want to sink into them, with no escape or surprise, and they will be trapped in the sea of ​​suffering forever, plagued by bad karma and endless disasters.

Lin Xuanzhi's expression was stern, and his eyes were deep.

"Golden elixir, primordial spirit, three disasters of thunder, fire and wind, forty-nine disasters..."

"Above are the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man, and the Unity of Dao?!"

The immortal consciousness here seemed to be of limited use, but when Lin Xuanzhi looked around, he could barely see a coffin quietly displayed on the top of the twelve-story altar.

"Does this symbolize that one has overcome all the difficulties, experienced hardships and tests, transcended and achieved freedom, and attained the great way?"

"However, this place is indeed the real hub of this world!"

Lin Xuanzhi's eyes were deep and full of strange brilliance. He naturally sensed that the many obscure and mysterious Taoist characters in the altar echoed with the heaven and earth inside and outside, governing the void, connecting the countless sentient beings in the yin and yang realms, and together forming a fasting and offering ceremony of an extremely grand scale, by which he could be saved.

"This is the Luotian Dharma Platform, which can help you transcend yourself, save others from adversity, and enjoy peace and tranquility!"

Just when Lin Xuanzhi figured out the mystery, a winding and obscure staircase quietly emerged from the platform.

Lin Xuanzhi drooped his eyelids slightly, and after a moment of silence, he put his hands on his forehead and carefully examined this road that seemed difficult to walk on.

"There is no doubt that Master Zhou is seeking the truth, and his methods have been seen before. From this, it can be inferred that he has most likely succeeded here."

"Of course, there is still a possibility that he can truly survive the fifth stage of the decline of the celestial being. However, refining the void and merging with the Dao, and condensing the merits of the Great Dao are definitely just ideas."

"Has he sublimated his path, changed his foundation, and completely gotten rid of the hidden dangers left by the underworld?"

"The real purpose of Fengdu and the ghost emperors of all parties may be in the great treasure raft of the Nine Netherworlds."

As his thoughts raced, Lin Xuanzhi suddenly raised his foot and stepped directly onto the steep stairs.

A faint light floated, and the mysterious power of Tao naturally flowed and beckoned down. Lin Xuanzhi paused slightly, then quickly climbed the ladder.

"The Golden Pill is a difficult path to a firm path. I have already passed it, so I can ignore the test."

"The same is true for the "primordial spirit" level of enlightenment and the ability to see through life and death..."

After a few breaths, Lin Xuan's figure had climbed two floors. Although he felt an invisible Taoist mystery enveloping his body, he did not feel any obvious impact after observing and controlling himself.

Click, click, click!

As he stepped into the third level of thunder disaster, Lin Xuanzhi suddenly felt as if there was a lightning explosion in his body, which made his soul numb and caused countless thunderclouds to appear on the relief of the altar, blasting out various colored thunders that swept across.

Lin Xuanzhi shook his head slightly and pushed his hair crown lightly, and saw a layer of thunderclouds mixed with black and white, life and death, spreading instantly and directly covering the third level of the altar!

After a few dull thunders, the black and white thunderclouds rolled back and sank into the Dantian. As the furnace turned, the endless creation of the Yin and Yang pivot flowed around the body, and even the soul seemed to be cleansed by the thunder disaster again.

However, Lin Xuanzhi was not happy but surprised, and his expression was obviously much more cautious.

He has already survived the two disasters of thunder and fire, so it might be easy for him to deal with them, but can he survive the next disasters of wind, the forty-nine day, and the unfailing heaven and earth?
Although it is impossible for this person to create a real disaster, there is already some real flavor in it.

As he pondered, Lin Xuanzhi's gaze gradually became firm.

This is a test, but isn’t it also a blessing?

He easily got through the "fire". The fire poison in it was insidious, and a little bit of the negative residue in his soul could explode, but it was also easily resolved by him, and his merits and deeds were further improved.

Lin Xuanzhi blinked, looked at the "wind disaster" on the other side, and stepped into it resolutely.

In an instant, there were waves of yin or yang, hard or soft, and the five elements of wind and thunder responded, and all kinds of "divine winds" seemed to blow from all directions.

The external wind stirred up the internal evil, the Qi flow was disordered, the magic power was stagnant, the soul was trembling and the clear light was swaying, the whole body seemed to be cut into pieces, and the many magic weapons were useless, and the magical light was shattered one after another.

"Hiss, it's really like that!" Lin Xuanzhi once protected Master Qianxu from a storm disaster, so he was naturally not completely ignorant of it. After experiencing it firsthand this time, he just wished he could free himself.

Xuandu’s secret technique called “Eight Gates of Refining Yang to Ascend to Immortality” is the most suitable secret technique in the Eight Scenery Book to deal with wind disasters.

This method uses the Eight Scenes to guard the Eight Gates, contains the primordial spirit, and guides wind disasters to flow through them, turning passivity into activeness, thereby refining the spirit into pure yang.

Generally speaking, if you have this method and a secret treasure, the possibility of surviving the storm is not low. If you have two secret treasures, you can have a 60 to 70 percent chance of surviving.

The remaining 30% to 40% vary from person to person. It may be due to some hidden dangers accumulated by one's own or insufficient character, or it may be due to one's own cause and effect entanglement, which may trigger changes in the will of heaven and bring about human disasters that block the way.

Unfortunately, although Lin Xuanzhi has mastered the secret method, he has not yet started to practice it due to time constraints.

Therefore, Lin Xuanzhi could only use the Samadhi Divine Wind Energy to counterattack from the acupuncture points throughout his body to resist the external evil wind, while roughly using the Eight Scenes to determine the Eight Gates in various parts of his body.

When Du Jing, who was in shock at the loss of life, opened eight illusory portals and looked out, wisps of primordial Dao Qi descended from the Niwan in the purple palace.

The mysterious Taoist Qi, which contains the great laws of Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, life, death, reincarnation, wind, fire, reality and illusion, manifested from the primordial chaos, each returning to a scene and performing a realm, and transformed into the holy realm of celestial phenomena within the eight gates.

Rumble!
The divine wind rolled back and scattered in all directions. The Eight Gates were on the verge of collapse and broke and reorganized several times. With a look of sorrow on his face, Lin Xuanzhi used the Great Scarlet Celestial Diagram to evolve a vigorous and continuous image to suppress the Eight Gates, and only then did they gain some stability.

And after all these movements, he only managed to get halfway through!

However, after this torture, Lin Xuanzhi sat down instead, facing the sky, closing his eyes and concentrating on himself.

The secret technique is difficult to master. Under normal circumstances, even if he wanted to cultivate the Eight Gates to Refine Yang and ascend to immortality, it would take him a hundred years of hard work, which is far longer than the time it takes to cultivate a new magical power.

And here, with the help of the "wind disaster", Lin Xuanzhi's discovery could actually push forward the progress of the secret method.

Although the Taoist body and soul are constantly suffering from the pain of being cut into pieces, the benefits are self-evident.

"Although too much is as bad as too little, being obsessed with this will inevitably lose the true nature of nature, but..."

"It's delicious!"

Lin Xuanzhi's expression gradually calmed down, but in fact he had his reasons for doing so.

His cultivation in Taoism had already improved before, and his spiritual heart had been tempered. Although there was still some distance before a wind disaster occurred, he had a vague idea that he might have reached the critical point that could be triggered.

Although we can wait a few hundred years and let the storm come spontaneously, the current situation is uncertain and unpredictable.

The images shown in the previous three bronze mirrors also give people a sense of crisis.

Under such circumstances, Lin Xuanzhi naturally considered making progress bravely and actively inviting disaster!

In this way, the sooner the secret technique is mastered, the better!

With his thoughts restrained, Lin Xuanzhi turned to practice the Eight-Gate Refining Yang Immortality Method. One after another, complex and obscure mysterious inscriptions with ancient thunder patterns as the main component and innate divine patterns as the auxiliary component fell into the illusory Eight Gates.

His eyes drooped, and the shadow beneath him was so quiet that Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but hum in his heart.

"And after seeing the five stages of the decline of heaven and man, you are still able to hide this dormant thought!"

It is natural that the man who "kindly" sent Lin Xuanzhi in could not have been unprepared.

But obviously, he is the kind of person who won't show up until he sees the rabbit, or he is very timid and fears the methods of the former Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Zhenjun. He will not show up until the critical moment.

Just like the one hiding in "Ao Sheng"'s body, Feng Shuo was now hiding in the shadow under Lin Xuanzhi's feet, very concealed.

But not to mention that the Tianji Taiyuan Bell had already noticed his movements, Lin Xuanzhi himself was not completely unaware of it.

But what does he want to do with this?
"It must be a hot mess outside! Although the emperors have not informed everyone of too much information because they are worried about leaking too much information and causing changes in the heavenly secrets, it does not mean that they are not fully prepared."

"Spiritual treasures, secret treasures, immortal talismans, and finally the coordinates that can be used as Chunyang's crossover..."

Therefore, Lin Xuanzhi was not worried about General Zhong's safety in the short term.

As for Lingxiao, there is nothing to worry about.

ps: Please vote for me~

(End of this chapter)