Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1090: Daxie Yin Suo
The young man took a step in the balanced energy of heaven and earth, then turned his head and lowered his brows. He saw a box placed in front of the threshold of his courtyard, so he took out a letter and read it carefully.

After reading it, he slightly lowered his expression, showing a look of surprise. He held out one hand and folded the letter with the other hand, gently hitting it on his palm:

"Guangchan...Treasure Tooth Golden Land...The famous place is the legacy of the Mingwang..."

At that time, he was just in the fetal stage, and just now he showed his power and was seen by Kong Heng. The first thing he said was to call him Shengming Jinming Wang. This monk had great truth in his heart, and it was rare for him to speak with such certainty.

This made the young man raise his eyebrows, his golden eyes flashing:
"Fate? Calculation? Behind King Shengming Jinming is Daliang... and the Tuoba family... and he has not made any effort in the dispute between the North and the South..."

He put the letters aside, picked up the first few letters one by one, read them one by one, put them into the storage bag, and took out a jade bottle.

'Mingzhen Heshen Pills, three pills.'

Li Ximing hurriedly asked Sima Yuanli for the elixir, but he underestimated Li Zhouwei's practice speed. When he sent him here, Li Zhouwei had already begun to show his supernatural powers.

In Li Zhouwei's opinion, the difficulty of "Red Broken Arrowhead" is not high, and "The Book of Emperor Wancheng Zhuguang" fits him perfectly as if it was tailor-made for him - especially when his Taoism has made further progress. Although this magical power has its ups and downs and cannot be compared with "Jun Daowei" which is suitable for encountering a dangerous situation, it is also a natural result.

"As for the Mingzhen Heshen Pill... we will definitely use one less from now on. My uncle needs one more to complete his next magical power, and I also need this item when I reach Shenzi. The remaining one will be useful soon."

After this magical power was cultivated, the overly strong and fierce aura on his face was dissipated a lot, and it was transformed into a majestic aura like a calm lake. When he counted with his fingers, he became more graceful:

"I have been promoting the gods for six to seven years... Jiang Qian should be in seclusion, as for Que Wan... The secret method of "full elixir" is difficult, it should take some time."

His eyes darkened slightly as he walked up the jade steps to the attic. He found a cabinet in the misty jade pavilion and gently opened it.

There is a small box in this cabinet, half of which is filled with blue-white gas, a total of five bottles.

This item was found by Li Ximing when he ascended to heaven and earth. It is the spiritual energy left here by the original owner - it is very likely the legacy of Li Jiangqun!

The reason he came out of seclusion this time is definitely to visit the fox clan!

'My uncle took a bottle out that year, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find anyone to ask, so he hurriedly sent it back. Now that he has seen what happened to Chun Yi, he dares not ask... If he wants to ask, only the fox can try! '

So he took another bottle, stepped out, stepped out of the world, and appeared in the glorious hall. He looked around and found that there was no change on either side, everything was the same as before.

But he was in no hurry to leave the hall.

"I am already in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, with the help of many spiritual treasures, skills and magic, and even Bai Lin's destiny... the enemies I had to struggle to deal with in the past are now just so-so - Helian Wujiang and Lou Yingge combined may not be my opponent!"

"The only people who can really suppress me are people like Wei Xuanyin and Que Liyu..."

His appearance was enough to cause a huge shift in the situation. Every day he stayed hidden was a day's advantage. He must not be exposed easily, and he didn't even want anyone on the lake to know!
He then took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, sensed it slightly, and then activated it.

Almost at the moment he activated the jade pendant, a golden light came through and revealed a figure in the hall. He was wearing a platinum Taoist robe that was shining. Who else could it be but Li Ximing?
He was originally refining medicine in the mountains, always paying attention to the jade pendant hidden in his sleeve. When it lit up, he was already filled with infinite joy, mixed with trepidation. He just pretended to take the medicine and stepped into the inner formation. He saw the young man with golden eyes and white clothes standing in the dim hall, so he smiled happily:

"Minghuang... is this successful?"

Li Zhouwei smiled, and glanced at him, as if he saw something. He took out the Mingzhen Heshen Pill from his storage bag and said with a smile:
"Save a pill!"

"Good! Mid-stage Purple Mansion!"

Li Ximing praised and took out a stack of black robes from his sleeve:
"Yuan'e has already recovered on its own and I have put it away for you!"

When the armor saw Li Zhouwei, it leaped up like a young swallow returning to its nest, and was draped over him, turning into a robe. The base color was as black as ink, with golden patterns of a unicorn with bared fangs painted on it, and the edges of the sleeves were gold, which made it look extremely noble.

Li Ximing praised it, and then he couldn't hold back and said anxiously:

"how?"

Of course Li Zhouwei understood what he was talking about. He laughed, raised his sleeves and swept them slightly!
In an instant, the world changed, and a thick sandstorm blew in. The dark lampstands, flickering candles, and even the shining black towers high up all dimmed and fell into thick darkness.

Suddenly, they found themselves in a red desert with whirlwinds rolling. The land was vast and desolate, with the sound of sand rising everywhere. Countless broken soldiers and armor lay lying on the desert, filled with a thick and boundless gloomy murderous aura, and the whole place was devastated!
Li Ximing turned around and found that the door of the hall had disappeared. Behind him was also the endless desert. In the dark sky there was only a golden circle - a setting sun that looked like a huge beast.

Li Ximing took a breath of cold air, with a look of deep suspicion on his face, and turned around and said:
“This is the ‘Red Broken Arrowhead’!”

"That's right! [Great Art of Breaking the Blade] - 'Red Broken Arrowhead'!"

Li Zhouwei smiled slightly, and a sign of a solar eclipse suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, dark without a trace of light, and replied:

"Using [Emperor Qi Light] here will achieve twice the result with half the effort. Not only will all the Yang Ji Reversal Techniques be enhanced, but the mana consumed can even be greatly reduced!"

"What's even more amazing is that this magical power appears and disappears from time to time, and it is difficult to be blocked by various wonderful spiritual tools and treasures. When it is used to fight the enemy, it often has unexpected effects!"

There was a hint of calculation in his tone, and it was clear that he already had a lot of plans in mind:

"The setting sun, weapons, blood desert, and even the stars under the sky are all at my disposal. Not only that, but I can even combine them with various mysterious ancient magic techniques to add some more wonderful uses!"

Li Ximing thought for a moment and murmured:
"It's a place to breed evil spirits!"

"more than!"

Li Zhouwei stood in the setting sun, looking at the endless cold and evil spirit floating on the surface of the desert under his feet, and raised his eyebrows:

"The Emperor's Book says: The Emperor killed the common people and destroyed the Great Wall. The Emperor raised rebellious people and nurtured bandits."

He said:

"This desert has its own great wonders. Unless you can break my magical power in one go, all the injuries to the people and things here will be recorded. There is no benefit now. When you leave this desert, you can leave them here and not take them with you."

"And all the healing and cultivation here have been stolen. When they leave, they can also destroy the stolen part in the desert."

Li Ximing raised his eyebrows, then relaxed them again, and said in surprise:

"This... could it be the same as the [Xinyou Luze Seal] back then... it actually has such magical power! Looking down from above, who can resist it?"

"No."

Li Zhouwei shook his head and said with a smile:

"This is not a way to bind or imprison. It cannot trap anyone. Its advantage lies in its infinite mystery of appearing and disappearing. It can be pulled down during a fight or thrown out at sunset. It is a technique, not a state. It relies on constant change and is different in everyone's eyes... The mystery is hard to describe in words."

"Uncle did not enter the cave. Zong Chang back then had a Yin exhaustion technique that was somewhat similar..."

"As for the magical powers... each of the five paths in the Taoist tradition has its own abilities. It is useless to compare only one of them. If we want to compare them like this... the 'Female Water' has the 'Wangsheng Spring', known as the Immortal Spring. Who can compare with the magical powers of a single path? Not to mention the mutual generation and mutual restraint."

Li Zhouwei replied with a bit more complexity:

"The Daoist tradition has its merits. If it is not good, it is because of the people. If it is tyrannical, it is because of the people. Even if the 'Duwei' is not good, there is still Ye Hui."

Li Ximing squatted down and picked up a handful of fine sand. The sand was extremely fine, and the surface was comfortable and warm. But as he went deeper, he found that it was soaked with blood and was as heavy as mud. He sighed:
“It’s really true!”

He stared quietly, and surprisingly, he had already used his spiritual consciousness to connect with the immortal weapon!

In Cha You's vision, although everything in front of him was condensed by magical powers, it was not false. However, after leaving the hall, the scenery in the distance was no longer real. It was scattered in the constantly expanding magical powers, and he could vaguely pass through it and fall into the formation.

This suddenly reminded Li Ximing of something:

"【Hoya Temple】?!"

Based on his intuition alone, one of the foundations of the mysterious and undefended Baoya Temple of Guangchan back then was most likely the "broken red arrowhead" in front of him!
But Li Zhouwei was not surprised by these words. He just inferred:

"My uncle guessed correctly. The two may have the same origin, but the Baoya Temple has lost the ability to appear and disappear at any time, and the Red Broken Arrowhead does not have the magical function of constantly collecting and allowing people to go deeper into it... It is very likely that it is connected to the [Baoya Golden Land] through some magical method, using the [Great Art of Breaking the Blade] as a springboard!"

Li Ximing nodded and sighed, finally understanding what was going on. He said:

"I felt a sense of crisis that day, and it should have been here!"

He loosened the blood-soaked sand in his hand, clapped his hands, and returned his gaze to the magical power again, frowning and saying:

"What I am even more puzzled about is... this magical power... is as gloomy as a demon!"

After all, Li Ximing is a Mingyang cultivator and a real person with supernatural powers. In today's world, he can also be called a great cultivator. How could he not see what Mingyang's supernatural powers look like and what aura they have?

He still had doubts:
"Not like Mingyang at all!"

Li Zhouwei smiled slightly and said:
"I know my uncle will ask this question!"

He raised his head, his black robe fluttered without wind, the golden light became brighter and brighter, the huge sunset in the whole magical power gradually began to set, the sky set in the west and rose in the east, and finally a few remaining stars emerged from the westernmost horizon.

Li Zhouwei's black hair fluttered in the wind. He raised his hand and said:

"Uncle, look!"

Li Ximing looked carefully and saw four stars twinkling on the horizon in the far west, forming a Chinese character "匚" that was slanting towards the north and expanding inwards and outwards. The appearance was very familiar, and Li Ximing stared at it thoughtfully.

Li Zhouwei said:

"This is Chongyang's jurisdiction star!"

Li Ximing suddenly realized:
"【Chongyang Xingxi Treasure Plate】!"

This item belongs to Dayukui Temple and was loaned to him twice. It was originally a symbol of Ningguo following the Wei Dynasty and using the Wei calendar to record years... When this magical plate is used, these four stars will appear on the plate!
Li Zhouwei said solemnly:

"I guess you've heard of Shangyao and Yangji...but do you know where they come from? Shangyao is the first of the four stars, and Yangji is the last. This is the principle of holding the stars upright and holding them in reverse!"

"And these four stars rotate and change, each representing one of Mingyang's five magical powers!"

Li Ximing was silent for a while and asked:

"One is missing."

"Exactly!"

Li Zhouwei's eyes were shining:
"I once cultivated the Supreme Mysterious Dharmakaya supernatural power, which is today's 'Jun Dao Wei'. I once learned a phrase from the practice method: 'After the descent of the 69th level, one reaches the state of enlightenment and repentance, and then one can break the arrowhead heart and clear the mind', and 'the treasure has a crack and can be intact'."

"I didn't know the reason back then, but now that my cultivation has improved, and I have mastered the 'Red Broken Arrowhead' of the [Book of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Lights], I finally know the mystery! The one that is not included in it is the 'Red Broken Arrowhead'!"

He explained:

"Among the five methods of Ming Yang, there is the descending of sixty-nine. The so-called descending of sixty-nine refers to the turning of Yang into Yin, and Yin into Yang. First, the emperor will be put in danger. If there is one regret after success, it is the broken heart!"

“So the treasure vessel has a crack but is still intact. A crack is when a vessel is broken but not separated. The ‘red broken arrowhead’ is a crack on the vessel of Mingyang, which is the Yin in Mingyang!”

"The emperor has this Yin place, so he can turn from Yang to Yin and revive calmly. The prince has this Yin place, so he can rebel against the imperial power and practice Yang extreme. Mingyang has this Yin place, so he has the opportunity to retreat to the second place and save himself from the real first manifestation - the 'sun'. Hence this word!"

"The only one in the world who dares to understand all five ways and can understand all five ways is the 'Sun'! The way of the bright Yang, the four brights become a star, only this one Yin!"

His eyes were as bright as gold, like the fifth star between heaven and earth, and he said softly:

"This is one of the great secrets of Mingyang Dao. I'm afraid that even in ancient times, few people would know it! I have achieved my magical powers, and the feedback of the Dao accumulated over the years from the talisman energy has been communicated with Bai Lin's destiny, and only then can I sense it!"

"It is precisely because the 'Red Broken Arrowhead' is the Yin place in the Mingyang Dao that this Dao not only allows Mingyang cultivators to practice, but also allows cultivators from the 'Shaoyang', 'Shaqi' and even 'Hengzhu' Daos to practice and make up for it!"

Li Ximing was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time. However, the strong wind in the world became more intense because of Li Zhouwei's words. It seemed that a strange phenomenon was about to occur. All the colors suddenly retracted, like a dream, and disappeared.

The sunset that looked like a crawling giant beast and the desert in the endless blood domain all disappeared, revealing the dark-colored hall. Li Ximing stood in the hall for a long time, lost in thought.

Li Zhouwei looked at him quietly.

He could naturally see that Li Ximing had not practiced "Tianxia Ming" much at all - this life-saving divine power was already difficult, and Li Ximing felt even more trapped at this stage. The ratio of input to output was already very different. If the clan was considered, the benefits of alchemy would be the greatest.

But while Li Ximing was thinking about the Li family, Li Zhouwei was making plans for him.

"If Uncle can achieve 'World Ming', in order to protect himself in troubled times, the next skill he must cultivate is 'Jun Dao Wei'... Relying on these three magical powers, he can achieve the middle stage of Purple Mansion!"

"'Emperor Guan Yuan' is too difficult, 'Eternal Bright Stage' is too inferior, and the only thing that prevents him from reaching the purple level is probably 'Red Broken Arrow'."

He looked at Li Ximing, who was deep in thought and speechless for a long time, with a little more hope in his eyes:

"Uncle..."

"The old man always said... that my uncle was a man of great luck... If he really had great luck... and could survive my death and pass the imperial examination, it would all depend on this one word of mine..."

Main characters in this chapter
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Li Ximing [Early Purple Mansion]

Li Zhouwei [Middle Period of Purple Mansion]