Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

After leaving Qingcheng Mountain, Chen Ze was not in a hurry to leave Shu. Instead, he went to the Sanxingdui ruins.

Unfortunately, as the doctor said, there are no traces left here.

In other words, the remaining traces have been taken away by the Hidden Immortal Society. After all, this archaeological project was directed by the doctor.

The extraordinary relics harvested have already been put into the warehouse, and they even fought against Chen Ze.

The so-called number and number of the sacrifice pit are all for the outside world to see, but in fact the inside has been dug clean.

Sanxingdui was originally the site of ancient ancestors, and it was also the hiding place of the Mohists after the decline of heaven and earth.

According to clues, the true origin of the Mohist family is inextricably linked to the ancient Shu land, as evidenced by many artifacts unearthed from the ruins.

It's a pity that when the Hidden Immortal Society discovered this place, it had already been plundered more than once.

When Chen Ze came back to investigate again, he couldn't find even a hair, and he couldn't find any traces involving "evil objects from the foreign ruins".

You must know that all the foreign evil objects in Chen Ze's hands were obtained from Xianyue Mountain, and the source was brought from Shu by the Taiping Road.

So who is the prime suspect?

It must be Chi Songzi who participated in the annihilation of the Mo family.

Chi Songzi entered the depths of the Qinling Mountains just to search for the outer ruins. Maybe the Mo family was annihilated for a similar reason.

In any case, after searching all over Shu, Chen Ze found no clues worth paying attention to, so he had no choice but to help the doctor kill some of the pawns in the Xuanhu Palace and left.

But I heard from the doctor that this Sanxingdui might be fake, had been transferred or was a substitute.

Chen Ze was noncommittal about this. If there was a "real Sanxingdui", he would encounter it sooner or later.

Sometimes time is very fast, sometimes very slowly, it all depends on the mood of the person who feels it.

For everyone in the Hidden Immortal Society, the days have passed very quickly recently.

Since joining the True Lord, those hard-to-gnaw bones, detoured restricted areas, sources of fear, and “existences” that made people worry and annoy them all are now eager to take the initiative to surrender. Comparing before and after, even the archives room The record keepers here are all proud of you and feel so happy.

Wannan, Qiyun Mountain.

The fire is burning!

The fire filled the sky, burning the sky and the earth into a turbid mess. It was impossible to tell whether it was the red glow on the sky or the fire on the ground.

The continental red rock series originating from the late Cretaceous of the Mesozoic Era becomes increasingly translucent during burning, the dip angle gradually increases, and the texture tends to be vertical.

It was as if something had been burned away to cover it up.

And in the midst of this endless fire and swaying red flame, there is a figure that looks like a god or a demon, standing tall and unyielding.

With his eyes like a torch, Chen Zefa scanned Qiyun Mountain up and down the mountain, and found out the "reformed people" lurking here in Xuanhu Palace, burned their bones, refined their souls, and brought them into the underworld.

Suddenly, the fire was extinguished, and the calcined Qiyun Mountain not only did not damage any grass or trees, but also revealed a leisurely Taoist charm from the inside to the outside.

On the top of the mountain, the monks and Taoist priests actually stood together, each performing their own rituals to see off the true king.

Among the four famous Taoist mountains, Qiyun Mountain is particularly special.

There are not only Taoist temples on the mountain, but also many Buddhist temples and nunneries. Although the Buddhist and Taoist families live in harmony on weekdays, there is always an invisible boundary in their hearts and they are clearly distinct.

But from today on, they are destined to be as close as a family and serve together under Hades.

It's a pity that the Taoist monks were so easy to talk to in front of Chen Ze, but they didn't have a good face in front of Zhang Zhishun who came to seek Taoism.

Taoist priests said that Zhang Zhishun's Taoism was already very good when he came to visit and communicate with him.

Of course, these are all relative to ordinary people.

The Taoist priests welcomed him happily and watched together as Zhang Zhishun read through ancient books and half-modified and half-created the exercises, which had a miraculous effect on strengthening the body for most people, and the onlookers were full of praise.

But next, Zhang Zhishun bluntly said that he wanted to borrow Qi Yunshan's ancient inherited skills.

Of course the Taoist priests were not happy now.

Even if the Hidden Immortal Society asks us to cooperate, we won’t cooperate. As soon as you open your mouth, we will show you the secret book of the ancestor?

Although Zhang Zhishun tried his best to explain that he wanted to create a set of introductory exercises suitable for the general public and compile a collection of Taoist scriptures that would be convenient for seekers, his ideas were not consistent and they eventually broke up.

For the Taoist priests on Qiyun Mountain, although the gates and walls are in ruins, they were once a prestigious family. What the ancestors passed down was not only the rules, but also the secrets.

And in this age of Dharma-ending, no one wants to touch those possible taboos, not even mentioning them.

Reluctantly, perhaps because he had come here, or perhaps because he had already planned, Zhang Zhishun walked out of the Taoist temple and also visited the monks in the temple.

It's a pity that the monks' opinions and concerns are similar to those of the Taoist priests.

Even because of the Buddhist concept of escaping from the world, they are more conservative and have a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude.

However, according to the monks, Zhang Zhishun seemed to have done a lot of research on Buddhism. He once mentioned in his words that he was going to find the "King Kong" somewhere in the Western Regions.

King Kong?

Although Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have merged since ancient times, and the various schools have been intertwined and intertwined, and have long been inseparable, the word "Vajra" still fundamentally comes from Buddhism and is rarely mentioned in orthodox Taoism.

After writing down the location, Chen Ze was still not in a hurry to explore. Instead, he went to Su Di next door and visited Ji Lianyuan's hometown again.

According to the split soul, before entering the Qinling Mountains, Chi Songzi buried the three treasures of Xuan, Huang, and Tian in the hometowns of his three apprentices.

Obviously, these three disciples of Chisongzi did not collect them randomly, but had profound intentions.

Among them, Yan Xin was born in Shu and is a fulcrum on the left on the map; Ji Lianyuan grew up in Su and is a fulcrum on the right; Zhang Baosheng came from the northeast and is the vertex of the triangle on the map.

In the triangle formed by connecting the three places, the Qinling area is just inside the longest side.

It's just a pity that as the split soul said, something happened to this formation.

Chen Ze failed to find any suspicious traces in Shu and Su.

Reluctantly, after leaving Su Di, Chen Ze turned south and headed for Gan Di.

After visiting Zhang Houde who had returned to normal life, Chen Ze set his sights on Longhu Mountain!

Among the four famous mountains of Taoism, Wudang Mountain was originally the retreat route of the Yinxian Society. Qingcheng Mountain and Qiyun Mountain have both surrendered, leaving only the last Zhang Tianshi's lineage to be a sect!

Longhu Mountain.

It was only afternoon, but the sky was darkening, just like the contemporary Celestial Master who was standing by the window with a sad face and a seal on his forehead.

"Master." The disciple behind him asked carefully,

"You've been watching here for two hours, aren't you tired?"

When the contemporary Heavenly Master heard this, his chin moved slightly and his eyes flickered unsteadily.

"Master." The disciple's heart trembled and he hurriedly asked for proof,

"You mean you can't tell?"

"No." The contemporary Celestial Master's voice was a little stiff,

"My neck is stiff, come here and rub it for me."

"." The disciples quickly stepped forward to help stretch the muscles and bones, massage to activate blood circulation, and clear away siltation.

"Chongxiao." After rubbing it for a while, the contemporary Celestial Master's face softened slightly and he shouted softly.

"Master?" Chongxiao responded quickly.

"Say." The contemporary Celestial Master's tone suddenly dropped, as if a thousand pounds were falling on Zhongxiao's hands, making him unable to exert any strength.

"Can we hold on to this inheritance left by our ancestors?"

"Of course!" Zhongxiao said decisively,

"The Patriarch is the head of the four great heavenly masters! We at Longhu Mountain are the orthodox Taoist sect, who dares to come and touch us?!"

"Haha." The contemporary Celestial Master shook his head and smiled helplessly.

He did not correct his disciple's overly arrogant statement, nor did he point out the fact that the patriarch is the ancestor and the descendants are the descendants.

But Chongxiao didn’t stop there.

"Master."

He is also a quick-thinking master. By observing his words and expressions in the past few days, he had already seen what his Heavenly Master was worried about.

"Just put your heart back in your stomach."

"This is not the first time that the Hidden Immortal Society has given us such an ultimatum. When have they ever achieved the harsh words they said?"

"Besides, even if we don't rely on the ancestor's relics, we still have that."

Halfway through the words, the contemporary Celestial Master's suddenly sharp eyes made Zhong Xiao feel frightened, and he quickly cut off the unfinished words.

"." The contemporary Celestial Master did not care about it anymore, but closed his eyes and rested his mind. Zhongxiao was also eager to make up for his mistake, and then comforted his master and said,

"My disciple made a mistake, but Master, you must know better than me."

"Our Longhu Mountain is prospering under your old man's rule. There's no telling what will happen in the future."

"But at least for now, our Longhu Mountain is here to hang it out for others to dry."

"Does anyone dare to come up?"

The room was empty, and Zhong Xiao spoke loudly, causing constant echoes.

".Dare you come up?"

".Come up?"

"?"

Boom! ! !

There was a sudden loud noise, and the entire Longhu Mountain shook!

Zhong Xiao shrank back in shock and looked around like a little chicken, while the contemporary Celestial Master's expression changed drastically and he suddenly looked out the window.

After finishing the work, he thought the glass was in the way, so the boss opened the window with a loud sound and stretched his neck like a goose to look outside.

After a while, the contemporary Celestial Master rubbed his eyes.

Boom!

The loud noise came again, and chaos began on the mountain.

The contemporary Celestial Master rubbed his eyes again.

"Master?" A trembling voice came from behind.

The contemporary Celestial Master did not respond, he just ran over quickly to help his disciple up, then held him to the window, pointed outside and said,

"look."

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the sky."

"Oh, look where in the sky?"

"Look at that cloud in the sky."

After a while, seeing his disciple's expression becoming more and more confused, the contemporary Heavenly Master hurriedly said,

"How's it going? Did you see it?"

"Did you see it?" Chongxiao replied hesitantly.

"What color is that cloud?" The contemporary Celestial Master looked at him with a dying look.

"It's black."

As soon as Zhong Xiao said these words, the contemporary Celestial Master immediately fell to one side.

"Master!" Zhongxiao hurriedly stepped forward to help him, even more confused.

"What do you mean?"

"What's wrong with that dark cloud?"

"There's a big problem!" This time, the contemporary Celestial Master spoke with a trembling voice. He forced himself to stand up and threw his arms. In the end, he pushed his disciple away, but his feet were weak and he couldn't stand firmly.

"Master!" Chongxiao helped him up with great insight.

However, before he could stand firm, the contemporary Heavenly Master sternly said,

"Help me go to the tomb of my ancestor!"

The deepest part of the Sihan Tianshi Mansion is in the quiet room.

This is a forbidden area that no one is allowed to set foot in. Only the heavenly masters of each generation are allowed to enter and exit.

But today, Zhongxiao, who made an exception and came here, was not very excited, because it was a short journey, but he was walking on thin ice.

"Ouch!"

The trembling of the earth brought out an exclamation. Zhongxiao had quick eyes and quick hands. With one hand, he grabbed the master and grabbed a thick beam next to him with the other hand. He waited for the fluctuation to stop and then asked,

"Master, what happens next?"

Ever since the loud noise, Longhu Mountain has been shaking continuously, like an earthquake.

The quiet room was also in a mess, with flower pots and furnishings toppled to the ground, tables and chairs tilted, and cracks on the painted walls.

"Go in!" The contemporary Celestial Master pointed to the crooked bookcase in front of him.

Zhong Xiao looked around and saw the door frame exposed on the side of the bookcase.

Secret door?

Secret room!

beep!

During the interval between the loud noise and vibration, the mobile phones on both of them were buzzing like spirits.

beep beep beet beep

Zhong Xiao estimated that there was already a mess outside, but he had no time to pay attention to it. At the urging of his master, he unlocked and pushed open the secret door.

Entering the door is a small secret room with a tribute table in the center. A portrait of Zhang Daoling is hung on the wall above the table, and a memorial tablet is placed in front of it.

The "clutter" placed around it glowed slightly. The small secret room was able to survive the tremors, and the furnishings were not messed up at all.

"This is it" Zhongxiao stared at these self-activated objects with dazzled eyes,

"Ancestor's relic?"

As a direct disciple of the Celestial Master of this generation, Zhong Xiao has long heard that the mountain-suppressing magic weapon left by the ancestor can even retain its miraculous power in this era of Dharma-ending times.

It's just an old rule that only the successor Celestial Master is eligible to contact him.

"Take it!" The contemporary Celestial Master was not surprised at all, his face showed more anxiety and fear.

I should have come earlier!

He was regretting in his heart when he heard this stupid disciple still asking,

"Huh? What?"

"Take the sword!" The contemporary Heavenly Master wanted to jump to his feet and yell.

"Oh oh oh!" Zhong Xiao rushed over and grabbed the most conspicuous jade sword in front of the tablet.

So heavy!

Zhong Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.

"Meditate!" the contemporary Celestial Master reminded urgently,

"Don't think about it!"

After all, Zhong Xiao was also a disciple of the Xuanmen authentic sect who had practiced for many years. He was still stronger than ordinary people. He immediately understood when he heard the reminder, silently recited the Taoist scriptures in his heart, and gradually calmed down.

"Always be quiet. Always be quiet."

As soon as his heart calmed down, the jade sword in his hand immediately became much lighter.

"Cut open the portrait of the Patriarch!" the contemporary Celestial Master shouted loudly.

"Ah?" Zhong Xiao panicked and was almost brought down by the jade sword again.

"Cut it quickly!" The contemporary Heavenly Master urged again.

But when Chongxiao faced the portrait of his ancestor, he was submissive and his steps were slow.

There was another earthquake outside, but the secret room was protected by many ancestors' treasures and remained untouched.

The contemporary Celestial Master was so angry that he wanted to die. He took a deep breath and snatched the jade sword from his apprentice.

Originally, this matter must be done by a young and strong disciple, but this boy is indecisive when faced with problems, so the contemporary Celestial Master has no choice but to drag a handful of old bones into the battle himself.

There was no time to explain or even think about it. The contemporary heavenly master held the jade sword and asked his apprentice to help support him. He climbed onto the altar table, raised the jade sword and stabbed it.

As soon as the jade sword touched the portrait, the patriarch in the portrait seemed to come alive, and his eyes turned to stare at the two.

A confused aura is about to come out of the scroll. (End of chapter)