Under one person: If I let you refine your Qi, will you become an immortal?!

Chapter 125 Using God to control the sword, the leader of Quanzhen?

After coming out of Taoist Priest Yuan Zheng's house.

Li Muxuan returned to the room.

As soon as they entered the door, Lu Jin and Fang Dongtian, who were meditating, opened their eyes.

"Senior brother, where did you get this sword from?" At this time, Lu Jin saw a long sword in his senior brother's hand, and a bit of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"My uncle gave it to me."

Li Muchuan sat down cross-legged, placed the sword across his knees, and prepared to read the sword manual.

"Uncle?"

Lu Jin was startled when he heard this title.

Where did our uncle from Trinity School come from?

From his master's generation, he only knew Uncle Sichong and a few elders who failed to pass the test.

At this time, Fang Dongtian looked at the sword with an inexplicable strange look in his eyes, and asked: "Brother Taoist, what is the name of this sword? Can you pull it out and give me a look?"

"Call it White Cloud Sword."

After saying that, Li Muxuan pulled the sword out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed in front of several people's eyes.

The sword is three feet and three inches long, and the blade is slender, like a stream of autumn water. It is cold, deep, and extremely light. It feels like an arm commanding when held in the hand. There is a sound of breaking through the air with a casual swing, which shows its sharpness.

Later, Li Muxuan tried to use Qi.

next moment.

The sword made a sound in the sky, like a dragon's roar.

The sword body was covered with a touch of white clouds, revealing a slender dragon-shaped texture.

Seeing this scene, the two people in the room widened their eyes instantly, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Senior brother, can I go get one?"

Looking at the senior brother who looked like a sword fairy, Lu Jin's eyes lit up and his eyes were filled with envy.

Fang Dongtian showed a surprised expression, "Brother Li Dao, no, senior brother Li, did master teach you about Baiyun Temple?"

"How do you say this?"

Li Muxuan looked at the other party curiously.

He knew that the origin of this sword was unusual, but his uncle did not say which ancestor it belonged to.

"This is Yin Zu's sword."

Hearing this, Fang Dongtian told his origin: "I think you know, senior brother, that our Baiyun Temple is the ancestral court of the Longmen Sect."

"However, in the earliest times, this place was not called Baiyun Temple, but Changchun Palace. Baiyun Temple was established by Yin Zu and was built on the side of Changchun Palace to worship Qiu Zu's remains."

"Later, Changchun Palace was destroyed due to certain things."

"Baiyun Temple was canonized by Emperor Hongwu, renovated and replaced the Changchun Palace."

"So if we really want to discuss it."

"Yin Zucai is the first patriarch of Baiyunguan."

"However, Baiyunguan inherited Changchun Palace and is the orthodox ancestral palace of Longmen Sect, so everyone still regards Zu Qiu as the founder and Zu Yin as his successor."

Speaking of which.

Fang Dongtian raised his hand and pointed at the sword in Li Muxuan's hand.

"Senior brother, you may not be able to lead the entire Quanzhen Dragon Sect with this sword, but when the master passes away and you take over the White Cloud Temple, no one in the temple will dare to have any objections."

Hearing this, Li Muchuan's eyes were a little complicated.

Of course he knows who Yin Zu is.

Unlike the dragon knight in a certain novel, Yin Zu is a serious sixth-generation head of Quanzhen.

Did not expect ah.

The uncle is so generous when he makes a move.

The sword itself is a magical weapon, and the symbolic meaning behind it is immeasurable.

What is the concept of taking over Baiyun Temple?

It can be said that if no one comes out to fight for it, it is almost the same as commanding the entire Quanzhen Longmen Sect, and the Longmen Sect is almost equal to half of Quanzhen.

Good guy, I am a small southern sect.

Take a trip.

Suddenly became a candidate for the true path.

If Wudang, Huashan, Laoshan and other places just nodded their heads, they would become the true masters of the whole world.

Of course, Li Muxuan did not have such delusional thoughts, and he also understood that the reason why Taoist Priest Yuan Zheng gave him Yin Zu's sword was not really to choose him as his successor, but to keep him as a back-up to prevent the severance of the Taoist lineage in the future.

Think of this.

Li Muxuan put the sword into its sheath.

I didn’t think much more about it.

Then he continued to read the sword manual given to him by his uncle.

The above content has little to do with sword skills, but the secrets of raising and controlling swords.

Raising a sword is similar to that of a weapon refiner. He uses his own Yuan Qi to cultivate the magical sword. Firstly, it can make it more handy, and secondly, it can enhance the power of the magical sword.

As for sword control, it is about connecting the mind.

Use God to control the sword directly.

Neither of them is difficult for me.

It's just hard work and requires long-term perseverance before you can achieve anything.

In this way, Li Muxuan began to concentrate on meditating and practicing. While tempering the soul, he warmed up the magic sword, and at the same time nourished the physical body with Yuan Qi.

Lu Jin and Fang Dongtian saw this scene.

You have long been accustomed to it.

This is what they respect their senior brother the most.

Compared to others, senior brother is more like a pure practitioner, and he only sees cultivation and seeking the Tao.

Even if he heard that he could command the entire Longmen Sect.

It didn't waver even a bit.

It can be said that in terms of spiritual practice, senior brother never relaxes, or in other words, he relaxes all the time.

After all, cultivation is torture to others, but to senior fellow apprentices, it is more like letting one's heart move and wander without losing the joy. This is the true nature given by nature.

Think of this.

Seeing that people who are more talented than you are practicing harder than you, the two of them are naturally embarrassed to be lazy.

As a result, the whole room fell silent instantly.

Two days passed in a flash.

Under the arrangement of Taoist Priest Yuan Zheng, Li Muchuan took Lu Jin and set off for Fengtian, Liaodong.

The two children are not a burden. Firstly, Lu Jin knows the elders of the four families and many sects. Secondly, Fangdongtian can serve as a bridge between the Taoist friends of Baiyun Temple.

in short.

In terms of cultivation, they may still be young.

But his ability to shake people is extremely strong.

With them here, if something is really difficult to deal with, a large group of people can be summoned to help in an instant.

It is equivalent to having two more personal networks.

That's it.

The three of them embarked on the journey together.

Yanjing is not too far from Fengtian. The journey of more than 1,700 miles takes four to five days.

At present, Fengtian is ruled by a certain Marshal Zhang.

for this warlord.

Li Muxuan didn't feel much.

Warlords, a product of the development of the times, are essentially big landowners, big capital, and the ruling class.    As to whether it is good or bad.

It all depends on the angle you stand at.

From a modern perspective, many actions of warlords are undoubtedly turning the wheel of history back.

It can be said that, except for a small number, most of the warlords who treat their territory and people as private property have no merit at all and are just trying to protect themselves.

But that’s just the last ten years or so.

Such existence.

Soon it will be burned up by a fire, and then the sun and moon will replace the sky.

A few days later.

Li Muxuan and the others walked to the Taiqing Palace in Fengtian.

This is a branch of Quanzhen Longmen Sect.

The founder's surname is Guo, he is the eighth generation disciple of the Longmen Sect and the founder of the Northeastern Dao Lineage.

Before him, there were no Taoist monks who came here to preach, but they never took root. After all, this place is the territory of shamans, and Taoist monks are considered outsiders. How can it be so easy to preach?

It was not until Patriarch Guo established the Taiqing Palace.

This situation will get better.

Today it is today.

Dao Sect’s influence in this territory.

Although it is not as good as the shaman and the local Chumaxian lineage, it can not be underestimated.

Closer to home.

Li Muxuan and others had just arrived in front of the Taiqing Palace.

Someone came up to greet me warmly.

"Junior Brother Fang, Master Lu."

"I think this is Junior Brother Li from the Trinity Sect that Master mentioned. He is indeed very impressive."

"Who is the senior brother?" Looking at the middle-aged Taoist with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him and a smile on his face, Li Muchuan knew that it was his senior uncle who had greeted him, so Li Muchuan curiously asked the other person's name.

"The poor Taoist Fan Mingzheng."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said, "Master told me everything about you."

"Don't worry, our senior brothers are here."

"Keeping you safe and sound."

"Then thank you, Senior Brother Fan."

Li Muxuan bowed his hands, not because he really needed someone to protect him, but because of this intention.

"Let's go, there are many people outside, let's go inside the temple and chat." Fan Mingzheng was quite enthusiastic and took the initiative to take the three people's bags and lead them towards the temple.

However, along the way, the three of them soon discovered something was wrong.

As the foundation of the Northeastern Dao Veins.

Taiqing Palace is naturally not small.

But there are very few pilgrims coming and going.

It looks particularly deserted. Many of the temples are in disrepair and the statues are dilapidated.

Seeing this situation, even Fang Dongtian, who was born in Baiyun Temple among the three, couldn't help but feel confused. After all, unlike Xiaomen Xiaohu, Taiqing Palace was a branch of Longmen Sect, but it could still be regarded as a big temple.

Not to mention that there is Baiyun Temple supporting him behind him.

It's been a miserable life, right?

At the same time, even this is so miserable.

So what is the difference between other Taoist temples in the Northeast and those that are abandoned?

Think of this.

Fang Dongtian asked directly: "Brother Fan, why is the temple so deserted? Where are the pilgrims and believers?"

The words fell.

Li Muxuan and Lu Jin also cast curious glances.

Seeing this, Fan Mingzheng didn't hide it. He sighed and said: "There were quite a lot of them originally, but in the past few months, they have all been scared away. The same goes for other Taoist temples."

"But it's okay. I just want to have some peace and quiet before my eyes, so that I can have some time to practice."

talking.

The three of them have arrived at the Taoist residence.

I saw many Taoists sitting cross-legged and meditating under the sun, and some of them had bandages on their bodies.

"What did senior brother mean by scaring me away just now?"

Li Muxuan asked curiously.

"nothing."

Fan Mingzheng said: "It's the Japanese sect that wants to open a sect and take root here."

"Zhang Dashuai accepted the favor, but didn't want to agree to it, so he pushed it on us and said that as long as Taoist temples, Buddhist temples, Chuma Xian, and shamans had no objections, he would allow the Japanese to come in."

“Whatever other genres say about that.”

"Of course we won't agree."

"After two rounds of exchanges, the two sides failed to reach an agreement, and the Japanese began to secretly attack the faithful pilgrims."

"Although we have caught him a few times, you also know that when ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, it is too late to hide, so how can they dare to get involved?"

"At the same time, those Japanese people are also smart."

"If you don't kill people, you just cause trouble."

"And every time we just take them down, the police station and the Japanese come to stop us."

Speaking of which.

Fan Mingzheng showed a bit of helplessness on his face.

No matter how much you hate the Japanese.

At present, the Northeast is under the control of warlords, and the warlords have close contacts with the Japanese.

Even if it is hypocrisy, the two parties have a friendly relationship on the surface.

In this way, if Daomen wants to stay in this world, they will not and cannot completely break up with the Japanese, otherwise Zhang Dashuai will definitely take action to 'maintain peace'.

Of course, the same is true for the Japanese, so both sides can only do it secretly.

However, people are barefoot and are not afraid of wearing shoes.

It's much easier to do bad things than to do good things.

What should you do?

Can you still run and seize the opponent's military camp?

"I see."

Li Muxuan nodded. This matter is indeed quite troublesome. It belongs to the other party and you.

We can't get angry openly.

Unless we can kill them all without anyone noticing, if we just engage in guerrilla warfare and harass them every two days, we will be disgusted even if we don't break any muscles or bones.

No wonder Baiyun Temple needs sesame oil money so much.

Turns out there was a big family to feed.

Just thinking about it.

Fan Mingzheng's voice sounded.

"Junior brothers, please don't worry about this matter. We have funding from Baiyunguan and the Four Families."

"There is no problem with daily expenses. At most, I don't have money to repair the palace, but these are insignificant matters. You can stay here in peace and I will take you around tomorrow."

"it is good."

Li Muxuan nodded and agreed.

When he first arrived, he planned to observe the situation before deciding what to do next.

(End of this chapter)