Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 32
The sky is vast and boundless, with nine poles and ten thousand kalpas.

Yasukuni Dinghaishenzhen Tianqiong Pavilion stands in the mountains to the west of Taikang City.

Surrounded by towering green forests, ferocious beasts are rampant, and the numerous forbidden formations make countless people daunted.

Outside Chuanlin, Xia Houchun tilted his head slightly and ordered: "Commander Chen and Liu Da accompany me into the mountain, and the rest are waiting here."

Chen Xuanli nodded, his brows were solemn, he tilted his head and said indifferently: "Stay where you are!"

The Qianqi Battalion in the rear suddenly promised.

Xia Houchun raised his eyes, clasped his fists slightly and said, "Please also report to Pavilion Master Qiu, my palace Xia Houchun has taken the liberty to visit and wants to see the Pavilion Master."

Within the forbidden formation, after a little silence, an arc seemed to dissipate.

Immediately, he took the two of them into this forbidden area for cultivators.

I came here once a few days ago, and I can be considered a light car driver.

After crossing the numerous forbidden formations, monks would sometimes make offerings and disappear in a blink of an eye. Xia Houchun showed a Tianqiong Pavilion's exclusive token.

Suddenly, the forbidden array opened wide, revealing a brand new mountain path that had never been seen before.

He was thoughtful, the last time he was able to enter under the honor of Emperor Jing, this time he was visiting as the heir of the empire for the first time, the other party seemed to be extra cautious and cautious.

After cupping tea, Xia Houchun was taken to a pavilion.

The pavilion is seven stories high, with upturned eaves and flying swallows, intrigues, and there seems to be a flash of light between the green bricks and green tiles.

On the seventh floor, a middle-aged man stands with his hands behind his back, leaning on a railing for farsightedness, as if looking at Taikang.

Xia Houchun looked up and called out, "Uncle Qiu."

The man in the green robe above floated down a faint voice: "Come up."

After pondering for a while, Xia Houchun said to Liu Wenzhen and Chen Xuanli: "You are waiting here."

There seemed to be hesitation in Liu Wenzhen's eyes, "Your Highness."

Xia Houchun waved his hands and smiled, "I believe in Uncle Qiu."

In fact, he doesn't believe in farts, but he has to give enough face.

Chen Xuanli's eyes flashed, he didn't care, it was just that the order from the center was too strict, if Xia Houchun lost a single hair, he didn't have to go back to Taikang, just run for his life.

So he gave Xia Houchun a look, indicating that he would jump off the building if something went wrong.

The corner of Xia Houchun's mouth twitched. The seven-story building was nearly ten feet high. With his serious injuries and unhealed body, he would be disabled if he jumped down.

After giving him a reassuring look, he exhaled lightly and plunged into the building.

After climbing to the seventh floor, Qiu Qianli was making tea, and Xia Houchun saluted respectfully.

"Sit down." Qiu Qianli glanced at the reserved Xia Houchun.

After Xia Houchun hesitated for a while, he sat down obediently.

There is no way, the person in front of him has too strong aura and too high cultivation base. According to his estimation, the whole Taikang can surpass this existence by no more than one hand.

His cultivation was second only to the eunuch Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies.

Killing Xia Houchun is like slaughtering a dog.

"Why did you come to see me before leaving the capital?" Qiu Qianli asked casually.

After Xia Houchun considered the sentence, he smiled wryly and said: "To be honest, my nephew was attacked and killed a few days ago. In order to save his life, he had to drink doves to quench his thirst. Although he killed the thief, he also completely destroyed Daogen. If you don’t handle it well, I’m afraid it will be difficult to step into the path of longevity in this life.”

Qiu Qianli raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Xia Houchun.

Xia Houchun suddenly felt a strong sense of consciousness swept over his body lightly, as if his clothes were stripped off, and his whole body was exposed in front of others.

He froze, but quickly returned to normal.

Qiu Qianli withdrew his consciousness, frowned and said, "Your chest and back have been pierced by sharp knives, and your Qi veins have also been pierced. You had some foundation before, but now it is a complete failure."

Xia Houchun looked a little discouraged, and bowed to Qiu Qianli: "Please also ask Uncle Qiu to help me."

Qiu Qianli frowned, released mana to help him up, and after pondering for a while, he said in a concentrated voice: "The monk's energy channel is poked, like a hole being smashed into a pipe, and it is difficult to repair it if you want to repair it. Or change to the way of body training."

Xia Houchun seemed to understand but didn't understand. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Dare to ask Uncle Qiu, can I really not mend this hole?"

Qiu Qianli raised his eyes and looked out of the window, as if he was about to cross the high mountains and reach a certain mysterious place. He pondered and said: "My Jing Kingdom seems to rule all directions, but there are still places that cannot be ordered. There is a place in Lingzhou." .”

Xia Houchun was thoughtful, and said to himself: "Lingzhou, Lingzhou."

A flash of light flashed through his mind, and he blurted out immediately: "Uncle Qiu is talking about the Valley of the Medicine King?"

Xia Houchun thought to himself, the Valley of the Medicine Kings is a strange place, it seems that it does not obey the edict of the Yasukuni.

Qiu Qianli nodded slightly, looked at Xia Houchun, and said calmly: "It stands to reason that if your Qi meridian is broken, the orifice point will be like a tree without roots or water without a source, but now you still have spiritual breath left in your body. , there seems to be a glimmer of life."

Xia Houchun asked earnestly: "Can't Uncle Qiu help me repair this gap?"

Qiu Qianli shook his head and said: "If you came here on the day when you were punctured, you might be able to suture it in time, but the Qi veins exist between the virtual and the real, and now after they are dispersed, it is difficult to find unless they re-condense."

He also regretted that he didn't notice it that day and caused such troubles.

It's not about fighting with others, but because of shallow knowledge, not aware of the hidden dangers in the body, so that it's a done deal, a foregone conclusion.

He suddenly raised his head: "Aside from going to Yaowang Palace, is there any other way?"

After pondering for a while, Qiu Qianli nodded and said, "There is a way."

Xia Houchun's face brightened, he cupped his hands and said, "Please also ask Uncle Qiu for advice."

Qiu Qianli sighed lightly: "The way of Qimai exists between the virtual and the real, and the remaining spiritual breath collapsed and fled, intending to connect again, no less than reshaping the Tao body.

In the whole world of cultivating Taoism, only Xuanzong's "Taiyi Furnace" can truly reshape the Taoist body, and the rest are just heretics and self-destruction. "

Xia Houchun was stunned, Xuanzong's "Taiyi furnace" is the most precious treasure of his Danfeng Township, how could he get it.

Qiu Qianli did not expect that the prince would have no chance to enter Taoism, so he secretly thought that some plans needed to be adjusted.

Xia Houchun raised his head and asked unwillingly, "Is there really no other way?"

Qiu Qianli sighed secretly, and said softly: "After all, what we practice is the 'Xuanmen Zhengdao', which essentially belongs to Xuanzong's way, and there is no other way except Taiyi Furnace."

He looked at Xia Houchun, and added: "Of course, if you can get the 'Ningzhen Pill' refined by the peak master himself, you can also reconnect your Qi veins, but your strength will drop by a level."

"Ningzhen Pill?" Xia Houchun said to himself.

Qiu Qianli nodded and said: "The Ningzhen Pill is the pill taken by the Infant Refining Realm to break through the Concentrating Concentration Realm, so it is also called 'Ningshen Pill'."

He said with emotion: "However, even the entire Xuanzong has no more than a hundred pills. Excluding the seventy pills from the tribute master, the peak masters, and the hall masters, only thirty pills have been handed down, but most of them have been swallowed up by powerful people. won't flow out."

His mind moved: "You can ask His Majesty about this matter, maybe it is not known how many coins are hidden in the Forbidden Palace."

Xia Houchun nodded silently.

Now that Emperor Jing is going to Tiandu Peak, Concubine Xiao is naturally in charge of the internal funds. If he wants to get the Concentration Pill out of her hands, he might as well attack Tiandu Peak.

Of course, it is also possible to get this pill by eradicating those rich and powerful families who have obtained this pill.

In Xia Houchun's long and narrow eyes, a murderous intent flashed, could it be that he really wants to kill?
Since Tianqiong Pavilion has nothing to do, there is no point in staying here any longer, and bid farewell to Qiu Qianli: "My nephew is going to Dongyan, I don't know when I will be able to turn around, and I will entrust Uncle Qiu with his health and safety."

Qiu Qianli nodded slightly, and then he clapped his hands lightly, swishing a few times, and several figures fell down, all of them were young men in white robes.

Qiu Qianli said softly: "I'm afraid this journey will not be peaceful. The stalls in the pavilion are too open, so we can only pick out a few Qingdan Realm to chat with each other."

Xia Houchun was overjoyed when he heard the words, and bowed down to pay respects: "Please show more love to Uncle Qiu."

"Take care!" After Qiu Qianli replied, he didn't say any more.

Xia Houchun looked at the young men in white robes and led them downstairs.

Liu Wenzhen obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Xuanli's eyes lingered on the few Xuanshi for a while.

Xia Houchun put on the reins, glanced back at the Taikang Xuanlou, bowed his hand for a while, and left with a whip.

Only the wind and dust are left.

On the pavilion, Qiuqian offered tea to make tea, and when he raised his eyes, it was difficult to understand.

(End of this chapter)