The past life came true, my past life was dug out

Chapter 129 The son of the king of Yue, build a foundation in seven days!
"The buddha seed has been planted. I'm really looking forward to the stunned scene after Ghost Tathagata wakes up."

The figure in white smiled and said, "This time, it's the victory of the gods."

"Wrong, it's our victory!"

Ghost Tathagata said coldly: "The gods are nothing but illusions, but we are the real gods, and we will eventually...become gods!"

"That's right, let's go, Yan Luo is still waiting for our reply." The figure in white turned around and disappeared into the Great Wall of Ming Dynasty.

The ghost Tathagata did not stay long, and left with the figure in white.

And in temples all over the Seven Kingdoms, monks dream and see Buddha in their dreams!
In the far west, a group of monks came and saw the light of Buddha shining on the snow-capped mountains.

And in this blood light, there is a trace of blood light.

In the remote place of Wei State, among the mountains and forests, there are poachers, who will enter the blissful state and never miss Shu.

The outside world changed quietly. Li Daochen's half-white hair and firm Dao heart were also a little irritable at the moment.

It's 600!

For 600 years of longevity, he failed to enter the previous life!
Either a king jumped out, or forces that did not exist in the myth, or some demon clan killed him in his previous life.

5000 years ago, Yan Chixia's era was even more chaotic than it was 1000 years ago!
"I don't believe it anymore, Daoist is not short of longevity!"

Li Daochen took a deep breath and entered the previous life again.

Jiaolong Zhu Lie was playing a game in the living room, his two paws were tapping very fast.

Ever since Li Daochen announced his retreat, Zhu Lie was either practicing or playing games every day.

For this reason, I also bought a bunch of game consoles - I used Li Daochen's cards.

But this time, Li Daochen did not wake up, and finally entered the previous life.

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Fifteen thousand years later, the Great Tang Dynasty collapsed and the kings separated their kingdoms.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Yuecheng.

In the center of the city, gorgeous palaces, pavilions and pavilions are connected.

An army in armor guards the city.

The streets are bustling with traffic, and the hawkers are constantly shouting, making it very lively.

But in the north of Yue City, the Prince of Yue's Mansion was cold and silent.

"Physician Sun, you must save the world."

In the backyard, the servant girl Qing'er, with teary eyes, knelt on the ground, begging the old man in front of her.

Physician Sun stroked his beard lightly, and said, "Get up, your son is fine, but his body is weak and the cold poison is onset."

"The cold poison of His Royal Highness?" Qing'er raised her head, then kowtowed again and again: "Please doctor Sun, save Your Highness, and get rid of the cold poison."

"Hey." Imperial Physician Sun shook his head, didn't say much, and left with the medicine box.

"Doctor Sun, Doctor Sun..."

Qing'er shouted, but Imperial Physician Sun stopped and said, "His Royal Highness should be waking up, cook some porridge, by the way, don't let His Highness suffer from the cold wind again."

"Yes, Qing'er remembered." Qing'er wiped away her tears, got up and went to the kitchen.

In the huge Shizi Mansion, there is only one servant girl and an old butler with white hair left.

The old housekeeper was busy in the kitchen, saw Qing'er coming, and asked, "But the prince is awake?"

Qing'er said: "Physician Sun said that His Royal Highness will wake up soon, and asked me to prepare some porridge."

"I've already made it. I added some deer blood to make up for the son." The old housekeeper said.

"Uncle Zhou, is there really no cure for His Royal Highness' cold poison?" Qing'er asked.

Uncle Zhou shook his head and sighed, "There is no solution."

Qing'er was silent, and left with gruel.

"Hey, if he was born in an ordinary family, he wouldn't have to suffer this crime." Zhou Bo sighed, with a complicated expression on his face.

Holding the deer blood porridge, Qing'er pushed open the door, and a young man with a face as pale as paper was sitting on the head of the bed.

"Your Highness, why are you up? Lie down, it's cold outside."

Qing'er quickly put the porridge on the table and went to help the boy.

The young man wanted to raise his hand, but found that his whole body was weak, and his arms were as heavy as mountains: "It's really weak."

"His Royal Highness, lie down first. Doctor Sun said that you need to rest now and not be blown by the wind."

Qing'er said hastily.

The boy didn't try to be brave any more, he leaned on the head of the bed and watched Qing'er make a quilt for himself.

Qing'er covered the quilt, picked up the porridge, and blew on it: "His Royal Highness, eat some deer blood porridge."

"Okay." The young man opened his mouth, and the warm blood porridge entered his mouth, which added a little warmth to his body.

Qing'er carefully fed the porridge, and after eating more than ten mouthfuls in a row, the boy's face became more rosy.

But then, a cold air permeated his body, and the boy couldn't help coughing: "Ahem..."

Qing'er seemed to have expected it long ago, and quickly avoided it.

A gust of cold air gushed out along with coughing, and a layer of frost condensed on the quilt.

"Your Highness, I'll change the quilt for you." Qing'er skillfully put down the porridge and went to get a new quilt.

"No need, I want to go out for a walk." The boy said.

"But, Doctor Sun said..."

"I know my body. The room is deserted. I'll go outside to bask in the sun." The boy said.

"Bathing in the sun? Good, good."

Qing'er quickly fetched the attachment and helped the boy put it on.

The boy looked at her skillful technique and sighed quietly: "I have worked hard for you all these years."

"His Royal Highness." Qing'er shuddered, her eyes were slightly red: "If His Royal Highness can recover, then Qing'er will not have to work hard."

The boy stopped talking.

Qing'er helped him get dressed, pushed a wheelchair over, and carried the boy up carefully.

Pushing the wheelchair, I left the room, and the sun outside was shining on my body.

Qing'er fetched another blanket and covered the boy's legs.

"Your Highness, Qing'er, go and fetch the stove." After finishing speaking, Qing'er got up and left.

"Go." The young man said lightly.

After Qing'er left, the boy closed his eyes and sorted out the information in his mind.

"The Great Tang Dynasty collapsed, and the eight kings separatist and restrained each other. The son of the Yue King, Li Taichu."

The young man whispered: "Marriage? With ice?"

The eight kings act independently and check each other, among which the king of Yue belongs to the middle class of the eight kings.

In order to strengthen their own strength, they came up with the idea of ​​marriage.

Above the East China Sea, there is an island with a sect in it—Xuanming!
In the Xuanming Sect, the entire sect is female, and the current sect master's direct disciple, a generation of geniuses, Liu Yunbing, is his fiancée.

The king of Yue tried his best and offered a lot of elixir before deciding on this marriage.

The son of King Yue, married Liu Yunbing, the two major powers married, and Xuanmingzong helped King Yue to compete in the world.

And the price is to make him, the eldest son, a useful item for Liu Yunbing.

Xuanmingzong is the way of water, and Liu Yunbing is an ice attribute wizard.

It is rumored that he is only 25 years old, and he is in the mid-term of Golden Core.

And the cold poison in his body is Xuanming ice, which was planted by King Yue himself when he was six years old.

It took ten years to nourish the cold poison with the body, and it has been achieved.

When Liu Yunbing needs it, the two get married, use him as the cauldron, absorb the cold poison, and break through to a higher level in one fell swoop.

And King Yue was unwilling to hand over his great cause to Xuanmingzong.

But the marriage has already been settled, then, he can only give up his son completely.

Such a grand princely talisman, a maid, and an old housekeeper, as long as he doesn't die, that's fine.

Fortunately, he also has an older sister who will visit him often to help him relieve the cold and give him some warmth.

"I didn't expect that after finally coming to this life, it was her who was born in the furnace."

Li Daochen whispered: "However, the mystery in the womb has been solved, and this cold poison can still help me."

"The Taoist Classic of the First Beginning" contains the Tao of the world, and the ice of Xuanming can also be used by him.

Wisps of sunlight irradiated and turned into pure solar energy, which merged with the ice of Xuanming.

"Mysterious name is the moon, the sun is the sun, and the sun and the moon are swordsmanship."

Li Daochen groaned softly, and the mysterious ice slowly circulated, turning into traces of pure and pure Qi.

"His Royal Highness."

Qing'er brought the stove and came to him.

Seeing that Li Daochen closed his eyes and said nothing, she stood quietly aside.

A slight wave of true energy caught Qing'er's attention: "His Royal Highness, Imperial Physician Sun told me that if you don't practice, your health will be better."

Li Daochen opened his eyes, and said lightly: "Is it important that the body is good or bad?"

In order to cultivate his furnace, the King of Yue gave him a method, "Xuanbing Jue"!
If he practiced the "Xuanbing Jue", it would strengthen the cold poison in his body and speed up the formation of his furnace.

The reason why he fell into a coma this time was also because of practicing the "Xuanbing Jue".

That's why, Sun Taiyi would say, it's better not to practice.

It's ridiculous to say that the power of one's own practice can't be used by oneself, but to make a wedding dress for others.

Hearing this, Qing'er fell silent.

Li Daochen's current body is so bad that it is difficult to even move, how bad can it be?
Without words, continue to practice with eyes closed.

It was not until night that Li Daochen transformed a trace of profound ice in his body, and cultivated a strand of primordial true energy.

However, with this trace of primordial qi, it will be able to speed up in the future.

At night, Qing'er pushed him back to his room to rest.

Li Daochen was also sleepy and fell into a deep sleep. This body is too bad.

On the second day, he continued to bask in the sun and cultivated. The True Qi of Absolute Beginning was rapidly growing, and he had already refined a layer of Qi.

It has been repaired too many times, and with the Xuanming ice in his body, it was originally obtained from his practice, so it is easy to transform.

Within a few days, Li Daochen was sure that the Qi refining would be complete.

At that time, all the ice of Xuanming will be melted in one fell swoop, and step into the foundation building!

The old housekeeper, Zhou Bo, went to Yue Palace and brought back a lot of supplements.

The king of Yue still needed his son to live, so he promised Xuanmingzong's stove, there was nothing wrong with it.

These supplements are not very good, but they are suitable for Li Daochen who has just started to rebuild.

The tonic combined with the ice of Xuanming quickly transformed into true qi of the beginning.

Two days later, Li Daochen recovered to the third level of Qi Refining.

Five days later, Qi Refining Level [-]!

In seven days, the ninth floor of Qi refining!
Two-thirds of the Xuanming ice in the body is left.

Tonight, melt the mysterious ice in one fell swoop and step into the foundation building!

Served by Qing'er, after dinner, he went back to his room to rest.

After Qing'er left, Li Daochen sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to run the "Tao Chu Tao Jing".

The sun and the moon are manifested in the body, the blazing sun is real fire, the brilliance of the bright moon is intertwined, and the ice of Xuanming is refined.

The Xuanming ice melted quickly and turned into pure energy, which was refined by the power of the sun and the moon.

Absolute Beginning True Qi is also rapidly refining, transforming into pure Absolute Beginning True Essence.

A drop of true essence transforms, and then spreads rapidly. The true essence is like an ocean, absorbing true energy and expanding rapidly.

The majestic energy of ice flows through the whole body, and is also transforming into the power of warming the sun.

The pure primordial primordial energy spread all over the body, and the surrounding void stirred up, forming a weak vacuum zone—the void realm of primordial beginning!
Although it is only a prototype, it is also the seed of the body protection profound art.

Build a foundation!

After achieving foundation building, Xuanbing still has a lot of energy.

When the last bit of energy was refined, Li Daochen had already reached the limit of the initial stage of foundation establishment, and almost broke into the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Li Daochen's face, which was as pale as paper, has returned to ruddy, and the air he exhales is no longer cold.

However, in order to prevent exposure, you have to continue to camouflage.

In the early stage of foundation establishment, he could not resist the King of Yue, nor could he resist Xuanmingzong!
Sleeping with his clothes on, the next morning, Li Daochen was still getting dressed under Qing'er's service.

At this time, he was free to look at the maid.

He has followed him since he was a child, and has already cultivated the eighth level of Qi Refining.

The people around her are the only ones she can trust.

Even that old housekeeper, Uncle Zhou, is nothing more than a spy.

Every once in a while, Uncle Zhou would go to Yue Palace, not so much to fetch him supplements, but to report the situation.

Bathed in the sun, Li Daochen slowly circulated his mana.

The practice has slowed down, and there is no elixir, so it would be good to enter the middle stage of foundation establishment in half a month.

Although this is already scary for others.

But he has gone through several lives, and he was once a monk in the mid-stage Yangshen.

For rebuilding, no one in the world has more experience than him.

Fortunately, Shizi Mansion is cold, so you can practice with peace of mind.

"Qing'er, is there a collection of books in the mansion? Get them for me." Li Daochen said lightly.

"Your Highness, there are many books in the mansion, what book do you want?" Qing'er said respectfully.

"Buddhism and Taoism are fine." Li Daochen said.

Qing'er saluted respectfully: "Yes."

Watching Qing'er leave, Li Daochen practiced quietly, absorbing the energy of the world and the essence of the sun.

Qing'er came to the study, flipped through the books, and quickly found one.

At some point, Uncle Zhou appeared outside the door: "You don't take care of your son, what book are you looking for?"

"Uncle Zhou." Qing'er was startled, and hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness wants to read a book, let Qing'er come and get it."

"Oh? His Royal Highness is actually in the mood to read?"

Uncle Zhou glanced at the book: "Taishang Induction Sutra?"

"Yes." Qing'er nodded: "His Royal Highness wants to read books on Buddhism and Taoism."

"Go." Uncle Zhou nodded and said, "Remember, don't let Shizi get too tired."

"Qing'er understands." Qing'er left with the book in her arms.

Uncle Zhou closed the door of the study without doubting it.

A copy of the "Taishang Induction Sutra", without Taoist practice methods, will not have any accidents.

He himself has read that scripture countless times, but he only finds it difficult to understand.

Qing'er brought the scriptures and came to the backyard: "Your Highness, Qing'er has found a Taoist scripture."

Li Daochen glanced at it, asked Qing'er to put the book on her lap, and opened the scriptures.

"Tai Shang Induction Sutra"!
In the Ming Dynasty, only the Tao Te Ching and the Qing Jing Jing were practicing the "Tai Shang Wang Qing Lu".

Unexpectedly, in this life, I can observe the "Sutra of Supreme Induction".

Qing'er stood aside respectfully, preparing tea for him.

"The Taishang said: There is no way to misfortune and good fortune, but people call for themselves. The rewards of good and evil follow each other like a shadow. Therefore, there are gods in heaven and earth who oversee mistakes. According to the severity of people's crimes, they are counted by taking them away. If the calculation is reduced, it will be poor and wasteful, and there will be more sorrows. ..."

Li Daochen recited the scriptures, and his heart gradually calmed down.

There is no such thing as good or bad, only people call themselves...

Li Daochen seemed to have sensed that the primeval primordial essence also fluctuated slightly.

(End of this chapter)