I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Buddhism, Taoism, and demons are among the orthodox sects, while martial arts can only be called side sects.

The difference is not only whether there is a method to break through to the first level. After the side sect is promoted to the third level, the lifespan is also much lower than that of the authentic one.

After refining the spirit through Buddhism and Taoism, the relics and yin spirits are condensed, and the life span is extended to three to five hundred years.

Martial arts integrates the soul and spiritual consciousness with the external scenery to refine the true meaning of martial arts. The Buddha, Tao and Yangshen are not weak in battles, but the limit of lifespan is still one hundred and fifty years.

Zhou Yi originally thought that Emperor Jingtai was a Taoist and martial artist, both of whom were in the third level, and would have at least one or two hundred years to live.

Only now do we know that due to the influence of Da Qian's luck or other factors, Emperor Jingtai was invincible in terms of force and had only twenty or thirty years left in his life.

On the contrary, Zhang Cheng first practiced Yin Shen to extend life, then practiced martial arts exterior scenery, and also studied painting and other side disciplines.

The longevity is temporarily sufficient, but it results in confusion and lack of refinement. The soul and spiritual consciousness are scattered among the Yin God and the outside scene. It takes hundreds of years to be difficult to advance to the Yang God or martial arts will.

The path of spiritual practice is difficult only if it is refined and pure, and it is also difficult to learn from many schools of thought.

It is easy to ascend to heaven, but difficult to become an immortal!

Zhou Yi still had doubts in his heart, and was basically certain that Emperor Jingtai was one of the masterminds behind the scenes.

Even though Emperor Jingtai is powerful at the peak of the first rank, he is far inferior to the immortality of the White Lotus Evil Buddha, and it is difficult for Qingqiu Fox Immortal to say that a great calamity is imminent.

One level is invincible, but only one level.

"Your Highness, the theory of luck has been around since ancient times, but it is often illusory."

Zhou Yi said: "Your Majesty is extremely talented and has already reached the state of enlightenment. He may not be able to go further and become a living martial saint."

The founding father of Daqian and Emperor Guangming of Zhongxing were both veritable martial saints, strong men above the first level, who had been powerful in Yunzhou for more than three hundred years.

These two emperors accounted for nearly one-third of the country's history of 1,500 years.

The way of a martial saint depends entirely on self-enlightenment. The insights left by at least two martial saints in the Li family are much higher than those of other martial arts cultivators who are at a loss of direction and have a much higher probability of breakthrough.

Li Le raised his hands in the direction of the imperial city and said: "My father is as powerful as the Emperor Taizu and is more powerful than the Zhongzong. I naturally pray for my father and Da Qian day and night!"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly and didn't comment much.

Guys who wish their eldest brother a long life every day should not expect much moral integrity.

After chatting for a while, the time was almost up, and Li Le motioned to the attendant to get the highlight of the day.

Martial Saint's handwriting.

An ordinary volume of yellow silk.

After slowly unfolding, there are instructions to encourage the younger generations.

——If you want to cultivate yourself, you must first rectify your mind; if you want to rectify your mind, you must first be sincere!

There was no signature at the end, but after seeing the words, a middle-aged man with black hair faintly appeared in front of his eyes, writing.

One stroke after another, together they are square, round and unremarkable. When separated, they are clearly one move after another, and the ethereal and lofty martial arts will is vividly displayed on the paper.

Zhou Yi stared for a moment, his fingers lingering on the word "heart" for the longest time, and his fingers unconsciously crossed the table.

"Heart Sword..."

After dozens of breaths, the attendant carefully rolled up the yellow silk and put it back into the jade box.

Li Le and others remained silent, waiting for "Qin Qiong" to wake up.

It was not until a quarter of an hour later that Zhou Yi woke up from the martial arts artistic conception and drew his finger in the void.

The sword's intention penetrates the heart, as if it is directly piercing the soul.

Li Le's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, how do you feel?"

"With a little gain, Qin will go back to his residence first and retreat to comprehend."

Zhou Yi said: "Your Highness's kindness today will be repaid in the future."

"Mr. Qin, there is no need to be polite."

The smile on Li Le's face became even brighter. This was what he was waiting for.

Zhou Yi's figure turned into light and disappeared in an instant.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in blue clothes appeared in the banquet hall, with an admiring look on his face: "This man's escape technique is exquisite, and he really deserves his reputation."

Li Le quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Fan, please sit down."

Mr. Fan sat directly where he had just read the Book of Changes, staring at the messy strokes on the table. He couldn't help but nod his head and praised: "After watching the martial arts master write in his hand for a while, he actually realized such a sophisticated swordsmanship. His talent is so terrifying!"

Li Le asked: "Mr. Fan, did you say he saw it?"

"Of course I saw it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to understand the swordsmanship."

Mr. Fan said: "Although this person follows the path of an ancient qigong practitioner, he is a real first-class person. I am no match for him in a head-on fight."

"The ancient Qi practitioners were so strong, and Mr. Fan was no match for him?"

Li Le wondered: "Then why are so few people practicing? I remember that there are many Qi refining methods in the inner secrets, and almost no one reads them."

"The modern method may not be inferior to the ancient method, so why must we follow the path of refining qi?"

Mr. Fan explained: "Although qi practitioners are among the authentic ones and can achieve the first level, their cultivation methods are too extreme. Without refining the body or the spirit, using one's magic power to forcibly break the shackles of the immortal world is worse than condensing the true body of a martial saint." It’s difficult…”

"This Mr. Qin can reach the first level, and the magic power in his body is several times higher than that of the same level. However, it takes at least ten times more to break through to the first level."

"If a qi practitioner doesn't cultivate Yin Shen, his longevity is no different from martial arts. How can his longevity be cultivated to produce ten times more magic power?"

"Such a paradox makes many people believe that Qi Practitioners should not be authentic at all..."

Others at the table did not dare to disturb Mr. Fan. They listened with all their ears and memorized every word.

A great Confucian in the Xingli Ming Realm teaches the Dharma, which ordinary monks will never have the chance to hear in their lifetime.

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Ministry of Things.

Zhou Yi's handwriting when copying the Taoist Scriptures was slightly unnatural, and he was thinking about the news he had just heard.

Throughout the ages, emperors have had a common problem. After taking control of the most powerful power in the world, they also want to pursue ways to extend their lives or even live forever.

Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, and ancestors of Tang and Song Dynasties were not exempt from vulgarity.

When he was young, he was wise and powerful. He thought he could see through life, old age, illness and death.

As he gets older, he becomes increasingly dull and reluctant to part with the power in his hands. He can see through the tricks of the charlatans at a glance and trick himself into believing them.

What's more, in the world of immortals and demons, extending life is not out of reach.

Shouyuan or life is the most fundamental pursuit of living beings that is inscribed at the genetic level.

Emperor Jingtai made a mistake that every emperor would make.

What really caught Zhou Yi's attention was not Emperor Jingtai, but a living Martial Saint seen in the Martial Saint's handbook.

Daqian really has a super first-class person in charge!

"Is this the self-confidence of Emperor Jingtai? No matter what kind of chaos the world is in, the Martial Saint will naturally turn things around!"

After Zhou Yi thought about it, there were still many key points that were unclear.

The most unreasonable thing among them is that if Emperor Jingtai is unable to unite the Yin Shen due to his luck, even if his luck is weakened, unless he breaks his martial arts will on his own, all his soul and spiritual consciousness will be integrated with the outside scene, and he will never be able to unite the Yin Shen.

Moreover, the condensation of Yin and Shen requires getting rid of distracting thoughts and being quiet and inactive, which is in line with the foundation of Taoist practice. What Emperor Jingtai did is basically the opposite.

If you really want to unite the Yin Shen, you must first completely abdicate your throne and make way for the wise, and retreat from the world to pursue a pure life. Only then will there be any possibility.

"The mortal world is the most annoying thing!"

Zhou Yi shook his head to drive away the distracting thoughts and continued to copy Taoist scriptures wholeheartedly.

After copying for a while, my mind gradually calmed down.

Looking back on what I have done in recent days, there seems to be signs of being stuck in the quagmire of the mortal world.

"No wonder the Fox Fairy advised me to escape from the world. Living in the mortal world, even if I think I have seen everything, I will inevitably get entangled in cause and effect..."

Zhou Yi was not a sage who had compassion for others. He was willing to do what he could out of empathy for fellow human beings.

To find the Martial Saint to fight for this, just wait for a while, until one hundred thousand years of Taoism is enough.