Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 228 Three Cases
Ye Xuanzhang's figure became lighter and weaker, as if he had left this space far away.

Looking with Xu Zhuang's extreme eyes, it seemed that a scroll of mountains and seas was slowly unfolding in the depths of the void, and Ye Xuanzhang gradually fell and disappeared into it, and then the scroll closed again, disappearing in an instant.

The magic weapon left by the Sanxian in ancient times may also be the cave of the Immortal Mansion. It only visited Xuanhuang once in 300 years, and it seemed that it only stayed in this short blink of an eye.

"It seems that not to mention Nan Zhan, whether this person is still in the Xuanhuang Realm is not certain."

On the Shengmen Dharma Altar, Xu Zhuang only twitched slightly when he received the message from Dharma Body Returning.

He had a feeling in his heart that he and Ye Xuanzhang would indeed meet again, but maybe not at this time.

Xu Zhuang looked around, outside the gate of life, there was a flower raft escaping in the clouds, and treasure ships could also be seen coming from the sea.

For more than ten days, regardless of the Xuanmen sect or the Sanshu monks, they all heard the news, and the magic sect has completely disappeared.

Perhaps after ten thousand years of dormancy, this small setback is nothing to the four great demon sects, but in this match, after all, Taisu Zhengzong won.

Looking at the Taoist cultivators who were either uplifted, yearning, or occasionally cast admiring gazes on the altar, Xu Zhuang thought in his heart: "If we can get over this, maybe we can go to the North Pole Pavilion to practice well."

A place of austerity is also a place of purity. Xu Zhuang felt that no matter what his merits were, he should practice meditation for a period of time.

While thinking, Xu Zhuang suddenly looked at the sky, knowing that it was afternoon, and there should be another breeze and slanting rain.

This wind and rain was not heavy, but it blew extremely far, unknowingly, it swept across Shenzhou and fell all over the world.

……

The land of the Central Plains, the Tianzhu of Shenzhou.

"The number one venerable of Xuanmen?"

A group of young Taoist priests with untied hair gathered together, making quite a noise.

"That's what we say now." Xiaodao shook his head, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, but his tone was still ups and downs: "In the first battle, the three yuan is chaotic, and one hand is the gate to reject monsters! Chengxuan came to the world, the fairy wind of thousands of years, It really lives up to its name.”

The other Xiaodao's cheeks were tense, and he shouted: "Nonsense, I went to Xuanzong and my uncle Zhong Shenxiu is here. When will it be the turn of the number one Taoist?"

"Master Zhong's uncle and Venerable Dao Miao are equally famous, but now..."

"It's the same if it's Master Zhong's uncle."

Seeing that after the sermon, the brats didn't disperse, the old Taoist couldn't help but listened for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly coughed lightly.

The young Taoist priests were startled, and someone saluted and said: "Elder Lu, we are just discussing." Someone simply shouted: "Elder Lu, I still have homework to do, so I will take my leave first."

In the chaos, the little Taoist priests quickly disappeared.

The old Taoist just shook his head, and said to himself: "The rumors are so uproar, even these little devils know the truth."

This day, Zong Yangzi, who used to learn Taoism under his seat, was coming back to visit him, and said with a smile: "The rumors in Shenzhou have always been like this, it seems that such a big event will be known to everyone within a few days..."

Zong Yangzi raised his hand, he had already grown a short beard at such a young age, he stroked it smoothly, and said: "Before the birth of Daozi Zai of the Lingbao Sect, there were people who brought Venerable Daomiao and Uncle Zhong together. It is also called double pride, and now Venerable Daomiao has done such an astonishing move, it is really admirable."

"I'm also really curious, which one is more worthy of being the No. [-] Taoist, Uncle Zhong or Venerable Daomiao?"

After all, there is quite an allusion in the Shangxuan sect about the title of the pair of arrogance and the number one Taoist.

The magnanimity of the patriarch has never concealed the meaning of the eyes and ears of future generations. Nowadays, many disciples know the past and present of the name Xuanhuang Shuangjiao...

The old Taoist coughed lightly, and taught a lesson: "Which is higher and which is lower, is it more magical? Dao of primordial spirit, longevity and happiness, and even the ultimate pure sun, the merits of the immortal family, are the real pursuits of Taoists."

"Oh?" Zong Yangzi smiled and said, "Then I know Master Lu's intention."

"According to the rumors, although Venerable Daomiao has great supernatural powers, he has not yet achieved the Nascent Soul Great Achievement, while Master Zhong has already achieved the third level of cultivation, and has achieved great success in Xuangong. He went to Xuandu Dojo to listen to the Tao."

"Xuandu Dojo?" Hearing this, Lu Laodao glanced at Zong Yangzi, and said secretly: "This kind of news can also be known, this kid has really been taken seriously."

Zong Yangzi didn't know it, and continued: "So Master Lu also thinks that Uncle Zhong is better."

"Cough, cough, cough." Lu Laodao coughed twice, and said: "It seems that people like them have achieved the triple level is just a matter of course. Who is superior, we will know in the future, and there is no need for outsiders to comment."

Zong Yangzi laughed loudly when he heard the sound, Lu Laodao didn't know that he was playing tricks on him, so he couldn't help but annoyed: "You don't know how to practice well, so why do you come to Lao Dao?"

Zong Yangzi refrained from being presumptuous, and said with a smile: "Master Lu, after I visit you this time, I'm going back to the mansion to retreat and congeal alchemy."

"Huh?" Lu Laodao was surprised, looked him up and down a few times, and nodded slowly.

……

The coast of the South China Sea, the land of Jersey.

It is really unreasonable for a sacred mountain, Xiongfeng, to stand in the coastal area.

But what is even more peculiar is that there are legends of immortals on the top of this sacred mountain, above the heavy clouds.

This has been a rumor in the land of Jersey since ancient times, and it is also a well-known fact in the cultivation world of Shenzhou. Because this mountain is the location of the three sects of Taoism, the authentic mountain gate of Lingbao, and the inverted mountain.

This mountain does not reverse the whole picture of the mountain. When you climb to the top of the mountain, you will find a very mysterious picture scroll of immortals. You can only see a cloud bridge on the edge of the cliff, slanting towards the sky, until you reach another mountain. ——

That's right, I saw a huge fairy mountain hanging upside down on the slant above, with its roots in the sky and peaks at the bottom, and even the palaces, pavilions and buildings in the mountain were built upside down, with the base on the top and the eaves and tiles on the bottom, such a man with strong eyesight It can even be seen that Taoists and priests come and go in the mountains, acting as usual.

The upper and lower mountains are like two worlds, although they are very close to each other, they are completely opposite.

Up and down, there are two mountains, one front and one reverse. The one standing on the ground below is the upper boundary mountain, and the one hanging upside down is the lower boundary mountain. The combination of the upper boundary mountain and the lower boundary mountain is the gate of the Lingbao sect, the inverted mountain!

An immature boy in ragged clothes finally boarded here after going through many hardships and witnessed the wonders of the fairy house.

"The fairy fate in the dream is real!" The boy's eyes showed endless joy, but it turned into hesitation at the next moment.

How to get to the upside-down mountain?
When the young man approached the cloud bridge, he took two steps back in shock. From a distance, the cloud bridge looked like a gathering of fairy clouds, but from a close look, it was just a thin layer of mist, which did not look like a pedestrian at all.

Can we really pass through here?
After hesitating for a long time, the boy gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

This scene fell into the eyes of the two Taoists on the Lower Boundary Mountain.

"This is the seed of Taoism that Uncle Xu found in his wanderings in Jersey?"

This scene is also quite strange, one of the two Taoists is very old, the other is young and heroic, but the old Taoist calls the young Taoist uncle.

However, this is not uncommon in the world of practice, not to mention that the soul of the real person is born from the heart, so it cannot be judged by the appearance.

Master Xu smiled and said, "That's right, what do you think, Master Nephew?"

The old Taoist said slowly: "The aptitude is fair, the character is fair, and being able to get the master-uncle's predestined method is considered to be a lot of luck."

There was no negative comment in his mouth, but there was still some indifference in his words. Zhenren Xu looked at him in surprise, and suddenly said: "Although there are achievements, we will have to look at it later, but such aptitude and disposition can already be cultivated." gone."

Xu Zhenren seemed to know what this nephew was thinking, and said slowly: "It's not that people like Tao Miaozi and Zhong Shenxiu are called geniuses in cultivating Taoism, and they didn't come to where they are today in a day, cultivating disciples, or Be patient."

"What my uncle taught is that my nephew is eager." The old Taoist sighed slightly: "But since the three sects have lived for ten thousand years, the Shangxuanzong has been known as the leader of Taoism, and the Taisuzong has grown stronger day by day, but my Lingbaozong has been stagnant."

"Now that the catastrophe is approaching, Xuanlan first cultivated Yuanshen in Shangxuanzong, and then Zhong Shenxiu showed his talents; Taisuzong also had Daochen succeeding to the throne, and Dao Miaozi was born."

"My Lingbao is a pure Yang Daoist, and I have been authentic for tens of thousands of years, but I always fall behind. My nephew has to be eager."

"I know all about it." Master Xu nodded slightly, but said: "Shangxuan is not eternally prosperous and has no trough, and Taisu is not authentic from the beginning. You also know that my Lingbao is pure Yang Taoist, Xuanmen orthodox. This item can preserve the eternal source, and it doesn't mean anything for a while."

"Be patient." Master Xu said this again, with a slight smile on his face, pointed down, and said: "Not to mention Zhong Shenxiu in Shangxuan, Tai Su has Dao Miaozi, doesn't my Lingbao also have Zai Daozi?"

The old Taoist followed his eyes, and saw a calm Taoist in his thirties, with a young child, sitting under a waterfall. The sound of the waterfall seemed to be unable to disturb his mind. There was also a deep smile on his face.

The old Taoist frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised. Master Xu knew what he was thinking, and said: "Slow progress does not show depression, and Taoism has achieved success but does not show arrogance."

"You chose this son to train, and you did a good job."

The old Taoist complexion was a little pale, and he responded slowly: "Although my nephew is eager, but it is not enough to encourage the seedlings to grow. Zaidao has indeed lived up to my expectations."

Master Xu smiled and nodded, seemed to be thinking for a moment, and suddenly moved his hand, and He Zaidao and the child suddenly appeared in front of him.

Sensing the change in the environment, He Zaidao didn't see panic. He frowned slightly, opened his eyes and looked around, slowly got up, and saluted neither humble nor overbearing: "Disciple He Zaidao, I have seen Master Xu and Master Shang."

Zhenren Xu had an inscrutable look on his face, and said, "Zai Dao, have you heard the news about Shenzhou recently?"

He Zaidao replied: "Never."

Master Xu was not surprised, he pointed casually, and He Zaidao felt a message flowing from his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal the color of thinking.

Master Xu asked, "How do you think?"

He Zaidao responded: "There are no worthless scholars under the great name, and the demeanor of Dao Miaozi really breaks the hearts of disciples."

Master Xu chuckled and said, "Okay, you can go."

This sudden call ended the conversation so inexplicably, He Zaidao couldn't help thinking about the real purpose of Xu Zhenren, but on the face he bowed and said goodbye.

Master Xu just nodded slightly and let him go. He Zaidao flicked his sleeves slightly and beat the child who seemed to be meditating almost to the ground. The child woke up like a dream, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Called: "Master, homework is over?"

He Zaidao said indifferently: "I still don't get up to pay respects to the Patriarch."

The boy was taken aback, he hurriedly got up to greet him, Master Xu and Master Shang naturally wouldn't care about the boy, accepted the gift with a smile, He Zaidao took the boy and left.

Leaving the room, Xiaotong looked around and saw a strange scene, and asked, "Master, where should we go?"

He Zaidao showed a thoughtful look on his face, and he didn't answer. He just kept walking, and the boy followed him. After walking for half a moment, He Zaidao suddenly stopped and said, "Go down the mountain."

"What?" The Tong'er was surprised at first, and then asked joyfully, "Going down the mountain? Where are you going?"

He Zaidao said slowly: "Taisu, Shangxuan."

"Taisu, Shangxuan!" Tong'er was about to jump into the air, "Chengxuan came into the world with a flawless appearance, a thousand years of fairy wind! Good fortune Zhong Shenxiu, born Daozhen! Master, is he going to challenge them?"

Before He Zaidao could respond, Tong'er kept chattering, "When will we go? How will we go?"

He Zaidao is such a calm and wise man, but his disciples are actually out of temper, and He Zaidao doesn't know the rumors of Shenzhou, but he knows it well, and he said clearly:
"Caohua Zhongshenxiu has not heard from him for a long time, perhaps he is in closed-door training. Venerable Daomiao is now sitting in Nanzhan Baozhou. It is impossible to go directly to worship the mountain. Master wants to challenge them, you need to fight the letter first..."

He Zaidao just glanced at the little boy, he immediately fell silent, touched his head with a seemingly simple and honest smile, and said, "Naturally, it's up to Master to decide."

He Zaidao said indifferently: "It's just a walk down the mountain, and then by the way, I can see the demeanor of Taisu authentic and Shangxuan authentic."

"I'll go on foot here, measure the world of mortals, and you will follow me."

"Go back to the cave later, if you need to bring anything, pack it properly and don't leave it behind."

"What?" The boy's face turned pale immediately, "Go on foot, measure the world of mortals?"

The land of Jersey is so vast, even if a cultivator is different from ordinary people, how long would it take to walk on foot without using Taoism?ten years? 20 years?

"Master, I'm just a young student, and I still have some homework..."

"It's a good time to grow up after experiencing the world of mortals." He Zai said: "On the way, I will teach you the Taoism, so don't worry."

The little boy could not wait to ask loudly: Where is this disciple's real worry?

But He Zaidao didn't want to say more, he waved his sleeves, rolled up the little boy and fled towards the cave...

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Disperse the fog and reappear Baozhou.

Sitting in the door of life, resisting magic for a hundred miles.

Killed three devils in the first battle, severely defeated the luck of the devil's family, and chased and killed Ye Xuanzhang...

Don't look at the ups and downs, in fact, it's only a dozen days, but as the wind and rain fade away, even if Taoist monks come and go, Xu Zhuang just sits on the altar and performs exercises with him, but time gradually speeds up. Soon the 79 days set by Daochen Daochen passed away.

(End of this chapter)