Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 104 Yuqing
In early spring, the climate in the south of the Yangtze River warms up, and everything revives.

By the side of a clear small river, the young man in black robe was sitting on a rattan chair, leisurely fishing.

The surface of the river has thawed at this time, and the current is gentle and calm.

The sun shines on people, warm.

The phosphorescent surface of the river is faint, reflecting the light.

Wisps of water mist, thin, lingered on the river surface, and from time to time, floated around the boy on the bank.

The boy squinted, seemingly concentrating on fishing, holding the fishing rod, motionless.

The boy's face was delicate, fair, and handsome. He inherited the good inheritance from his parents, and even though he was young, he showed some color.

A head of jet-black long hair hangs loosely behind her, but the crown that binds her hair is blown away by the breeze by the river from time to time.

The young man didn't care about it, he just let the wind blow it, twirling the long hair hanging down to his waist, and the indescribable tranquility and tranquility on his small face.

In the distance, tens of feet away, there is a stone bridge, and pedestrians come and go from time to time.

Cars and horses pass by, the sound of ruts, horses neighing, and pedestrians' conversations are all indistinct, and they are very faint when they reach here.

The young man enjoys this quietness to himself.

"The name "Shui Jing" is quite appropriate. At the beginning of the introduction, you need to visualize the river, absorb the water vapor from the outside world, condense a little real water, and become a mana seed."

"This step is not difficult at all, and the river of visualization will not affect the entry... In fact, this step is still a way to cultivate the truth, and what to visualize is not important in itself."

"The key is to practice repeatedly, to polish the true meaning of the river, lake or ocean, and to condense out your own true water."

"At the same time, accumulate mana and turn it into rivers, lakes and oceans... This way of mana grows majesticly, almost comparable to the real abyss."

"Ordinary people don't know the principle, and drink water to practice. They don't know how to cultivate the truth. They have always used the emptiness of external objects to cultivate their own reality. No one has cracked the key point, and it is futile."

"One word from the true biography is the Gate of Longevity. How many casual cultivators have gone astray because of this, and lost their lives in vain? I don't know how many lives were filled in for such a small trick before it was summed up."

"Each of these Daoist scriptures is sprinkled with the blood and tears of the predecessors, and covered with the bones of the predecessors..."

"It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been passed down from generation to generation without regret. Only then did it use human life to create a path of practice."

"Every word seems to be full of blood, and every chapter is as heavy as a mountain...and salute to the predecessors who sacrificed for it in those years."

In Zhou Xun's eyes, he could see the predecessors in the past sighing, bowing their heads, thinking deeply, and staying up all night...

There are many figures, men and women, old and young coexisting. At a glance, there are no less than a hundred.

Looking at his behavior, it can be judged that almost all of them are casual cultivators...

They are all practitioners, inheritors, and repairers of this Taoist book...

This time has already passed away, and what remains here is just a little obsession, which was induced by the young man's profound spirituality, and came from the world.

The boy fell silent.

"Without the unremitting efforts of the seniors, there would not be this Daoist book. I, Zhou Xun, vow to perfect this method, and I ask the seniors to help me a little bit."

The words are sincere, and Zhou Xun has a feeling in his heart. The obsessions left by the founders of this book are all scattered...

Then, a little bit of a deep feeling, something fell on the body...

The teenager's thoughts became clearer, and his thinking became easier. Although it was only a little improvement, it was indeed obvious.

"From my point of view, this Daoist book has a lot of intentions. Although the predecessors only found the achievement of Sanxian, it doesn't mean that the foundation is wrong."

The young man waved his right hand lightly, and hundreds of ink characters were added to the bamboo slips in his arms, which were exactly the handwriting of the former head of the school...

After the mana is achieved, these kinds of tricks can be mastered without a teacher, so people who practice Taoism are revered. One of the reasons is this kind of mystery...

……

Yuqing said, lower court.

At the foot of the hillside, there are several pavilions, terraces and pavilions, with carved beams and flying buildings, morning bells and evening drums, it is a prosperous Taoist community.

The light rain is hazy, pattering, like cow hair, penetrating into filaments, moistening things silently.

In the silence, someone came down the mountain.

Wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, he was completely soaked.

When this person passed the mountain gate, he took out a sign and waved it, and he entered freely.

Then, the man walked into an attic.

In the corridor downstairs, he took off his wet coir raincoat and bamboo hat and put it in a compartment.

At first glance, there are already several pieces of the same coir raincoat there.

"Fortunately, I'm not the last."

The young man took out a thick document wrapped in oiled paper from his underclothes, checked it, and found that it was not wet.

Letting out a long breath, the young man walked to a door at the end of the corridor and walked in quietly.

Several people were also standing there. In front of the desk, there was a person flipping through documents, and the sound of flipping papers could only be heard in the room.

Seeing him coming in, several companions winked and signaled.

"Here? Put it here?"

It turned out that the person at the desk looked like an old man with white hair and a face like a baby.

"Is there anything unusual?"

After receiving the thick stack of papers, the old man asked casually.

The young man thought for a while and said.

"There is nothing unusual about the disciple's location. It's just that a spy was imprisoned last month for embezzling the master's property. He hanged himself that night."

"Afterwards, the disciples verified that the charges were true, and all the stolen goods were obtained, and the amount was huge."

"The incident of committing suicide out of fear of guilt was actually angered by the master, and he took care of it. However, this is a common occurrence, and it has happened from time to time in the past few years."

After hearing this, the old man nodded slowly, while flipping through the blank papers quickly, a layer of spiritual light flashed, interpreting the contents with Taoism.

"I said earlier that this kind of spies commit crimes and don't need to be dealt with."

"My Yuqing Taoist tree has deep roots, and there are 20 people in Jimen. There are countless spies who are involved. If we manage them one by one, won't there be no peace forever?"

"Only the true disciples who are listed in the Jade Book and have extraordinary talents; or those who have made minor achievements in the practice, are listed in the inner sect, and can be taught the superior Dharma sect are the real Yuqing Daoists. The rest, the outer sect, are not subject to much control , let them come and go.”

The young man said yes with a smile.

"How did you guys find that thing? The Patriarch of the Immortal Realm has issued a decree, so you must not leave that thing!"

Several people have bitter faces.

"Elder Song, it's not that the disciples are not dedicated. There is really no way to find it. Only the magic weapon can sense it, or it is only within a radius of ten feet. It will take thousands of years to search for it in Daxia alone!"

"That's right, I don't know if it's a person or a thing, whether it's dead or alive. If the dead thing is okay, you can always find a needle in a haystack. If it's a living thing, it's simply impossible!"

Listening to the complaints of the juniors, Elder Song just smiled and didn't say much.

In fact, he felt the same way.

Xianyu Yuqing Dao Feisheng Patriarch passed on the letter, separated by many worlds, the transportation is inconvenient, he cherishes words like gold, or he has some scruples, so the words are unclear.

But as an elder, he knew more.

"The patriarch sent down with the decree, and there is also a spirit bead, which belongs to the innate. It is said that that thing is the true spirit that escaped from the spirit bead. A ray of divine light extracted by the spirit bead is injected into the magic weapon, and it can be used in ten times. Feel where the true spirit is within a radius of ten feet."

"But this congenitally conceived spirit bead, its true spirit has been away for a long time now, who knows if it is still in this world? Although it is true that it was born at the beginning of the opening of this world, when the ancestor found this bead, it It’s not here anymore!”

"Most likely, the true spirit has long been absent from this world, and I don't know what the patriarch thought. This kind of thing of finding a needle in a haystack is a waste of manpower and material resources, and I don't know why it has delayed a lot of things."

In fact, he is not the only one who thinks this way, there are many people who think like this in the door.

After all, Yu Qing said that there are too many people now, and with more people, naturally there will be more ideas. Naturally, he dare not refute the ancestor of Xianyu in person, but this secret passive sabotage is indispensable.

(End of this chapter)