Bone Taoist

Chapter 597 The King of Inspiration
The valley is shrouded in spiritual mist, like a paradise untouched by the world.

"In the past, when the real person first came to the Northern Wilderness, this place was still a barren rift valley." Seeing Ye Zang looking around, the fish-headed Taoist boy said in a gentle voice.

"Senior's skills are astounding, but in just a thousand years, the aura of Fuze here is already comparable to that of a fairy spring." Ye Zang was amazed and said casually.

"Ye Kuaishou, you have gained quite a reputation over the years. I have always heard people talking about you in the Northern Wilderness Tianqu Ancient Plains." The fish-headed Taoist boy smiled.

"A false reputation is not worth mentioning." Ye Zang shook his head and said.

This valley doesn't look big from the outside, but it's very vast inside.

Ye Zang walked very slowly. His Chaos Consciousness Sea was so severely damaged that he couldn't even manifest his Dharma Eye. Severe pain often came from his mind.

After half a stick of incense, they came to a simple pavilion.

Two ten thousand-year-old ginkgo trees were planted outside the gate, their crowns covering the sky, and their golden leaves falling.

Ye Zang was about to bow and salute when he heard the clear and clear voice of a young man coming from the Yage.

"You're injured, no need to be polite, come in."

"Disciple, obey."

Ye Zang took a deep breath, and with the support of Mei Hualuo, he stepped into the Accord.

The room was very simple, and a refreshing scent of spiritual tea came to his nostrils. Ye Zang looked slightly startled. The scent of tea was like a spring breeze blowing through the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness, making Ye Zang's soul feel a lot more comfortable.

"Sophora ginseng..." Ye Zang's eyes darkened.

This is a very rare 100,000-year-old treasure. It is of great benefit to the soul. It is the favorite of those Hedao elders.

The realm of Hedao is the realm of cultivating the three souls and seven souls, the Yuanshen. Just one sip of tea brewed with bitter ginseng can increase one's spiritual conduct by ten years, which is an extremely precious thing.

Behind the beaded curtain of Yage, a young man in white robe was sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, using a red sandalwood pot and real fire to cook a piece of emerald-like bitter ginseng.

Ye Zang couldn't see his face clearly. The real person behind the bead curtain was surrounded by a spiritual mist that seemed to be invisible, and he was ethereal.

Meihualuo paid a courtesy visit to the King of Inspiration, and then left the Accord directly.

"You don't have to worry about the red tape here, just sit down." As the King of Inspiration said, he concentrated on activating the real fire and cooking the bitter ginseng in the small red sandalwood stove.

"Disciple, you are rude."

Ye Zang seemed to be thinking.

Among the ten great Dharma Kings of the Divine Religion, this Inspiration Dharma King is undoubtedly the most mysterious. Disciples of this generation have only heard of his name, and rarely see him in the Immortal Burial Sea. Sometimes he may not return to the Divine Religion even once in a hundred years.

Ye Zang is now considered the 'leader' of the sixth generation disciples of the Divine Sect. On the surface, his senior brother is still Chu Qianchao. However, since Ye Zang won the leadership of Tianmu, the direction of the Burial Immortal Sea has long since changed.

Pushing open the bead curtain, Ye Zang finally saw the true face of this inspired Dharma King.

Wearing a white robe and a white crown, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, his face is as handsome as a woman's, and his eyes are as clear as mountain springs. He is concentrating on making tea, using his magic power to activate the real fire and control the heat in the red sandalwood stove.

"This method of making tea is very particular. It boils like fish eyes, and makes a slight sound. It is the first boil. It has the edge like a gushing spring with beads, which is the second boil. It is the third boil. When it is boiled, the tea is a little old. So, the heat is very important," the Dharma King of Inspiration said in a calm and crisp tone.

"Disciple has learned the lesson." Ye Zang nodded and responded. The Dharma King of Inspiration did not take the initiative to mention the external affairs, and Ye Zang did not ask any questions. Even Chen Baishan could not figure out the temperament of this Dharma King of Inspiration.

The King of Inspiration raised his profound eyes and looked at Ye Zang with a slight smile on his lips. He personally poured a cup of tea for Ye Zang.

The bitter ginseng tea water slowly flows along the mouth of the red sandalwood furnace, containing extremely majestic spiritual energy, like a great river rushing.

Falling into the red sandalwood cup, Ye Zang looked around, and his mind seemed to have sunk into a sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, swimming freely.

The aroma of tea wafting out made Ye Zang's soul extremely comfortable.

"This tea should be tasted slowly, don't be in a hurry." Inspired Dharma King said with a smile.

"Thank you so much for the tea."

Ye Zang was not pretentious and wanted to raise his glass immediately.

This red sandalwood cup is only half the size of a palm, and the bitter ginseng tea inside overflows.

As soon as Ye Zang picked it up, it felt like lifting a huge mountain.

He calmed his mind, and within the meridians on his arms, the Zhulong Essence burst out, and the color of gold spread all over the Taoist body.

"Zhulong Treasure Body, you have practiced a lot of miscellaneous inherited Taoist techniques." The King of Inspiration looked deeply at the Zhulong Qi sea on Ye Zang's chest and said with a smile.

When Ye Zang mentioned the teacup, the Zhulong Qi in his body burst out involuntarily.

"This disciple got it by chance when he traveled to the Eternal Sacred Mountain in the past." Ye Zang said with a slight look in his eyes.

"You can come from a poor family and get to where you are now. It must have been a lot of good luck." Inspired Dharma King said, picked up the tea cup, stood up slowly, and looked out of the field with a deep look: "I am not... I want to find out your bottom line, but no matter how strong the inherited Taoism is, it is just an external thing, and it is still someone else's Tao after all." "This principle is also understood by the disciples, but all the avenues have been trampled by the predecessors in the endless years. Well, in today’s era, it’s so difficult to make your own way.” Ye Zang expressed his opinion.

If you have the opportunity to discuss Taoism and Dharma with such a genius as the Inspiration Dharma King, how can Ye Zang be silent? If you talk about it, you will definitely benefit a lot.

"Drink all the tea first." Dharma King Inspiration turned around and said calmly.

When Ye Zang heard this, veins popped up in his arms.

He held up the giant mountain of bitter ginseng tea and drank it all in one gulp.

boom!
In an instant, the majestic spiritual energy rushed into his own divine veins, and these spiritual energy, which was like a great river surging, also contained an innate power of divine consciousness, rippling into his body. Within the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness.

Ye Zang closed his eyes to rest his mind and immediately formed seals to practice.

Like a broken mirror, the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness is wrapped in the gentle light of divine consciousness and is healing at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Zang feels like a spring breeze, feeling comfortable all over his body. His black robe moves automatically without the wind, and the power of his spiritual consciousness is rippling.

Half a day later, Ye Zang collected the method and opened his eyes slightly.

The Chaos Consciousness Sea has finally recovered, and it only needs to rest for a period of time before it will immediately return to full strength.

This bitter ginseng is indeed an extremely rare 100,000-year-old soul treasure, which is very coveted by Hedao monks.

"Everyone in the world respects the ancient Dharma, arguing that the ancient Dharma is stronger than the present. Practitioner asked, what do you think?" Dharma King Inspiration asked with deep eyes, his hands behind his back.

Ye Zang silently counted his breaths and said attentively: "The inherited Taoist techniques are mostly from the hands of the immortals who have attained the Tao, or even the real immortals who have ascended to the Tao. But in this world, the road to immortality is cut off, how can the methods of this world compare to the ancient methods."

The so-called dharma of this world refers to the divine channel technique created by Taoists to realize Taoism after the path of Yuhua was cut off.

The Taoist books left behind by Master Jackdaw are mostly about the Dharma of this world.

According to the ancient books of the Jackdaw Divine Sect, Master Jackdaw traveled around many ancient sects in ancient times, gathered the talents of many directors, and compiled twelve kinds of Jackdaw Taoism.

However, among today's Jackdaw disciples, very few of them practice these Taoist books created by the Patriarch.

Whether they are the five major inheritance families or the true disciples of the humble family, many people still practice the magic of the ancient times.

Not to mention Ye Zang, even the "Three Mysterious Sword Classics" is a sword scripture of a certain ancient Taoist tradition.

"The Patriarch entered Taoism at the age of sixteen, formed elixirs at the age of twenty, became an infant at the age of thirty-five, joined the Taoism at the age of sixty-six, entered the realm of Taoism in 212 years, and climbed to the top of Taoism in 628 years. "Excellent, how do these talents compare to you and me?" Inspiration Dharma King asked with a smile on his face.

"Ye Zang is far inferior." Ye Zang said in a deep voice.

There are very few deeds of the Patriarch, and there are only a few records in the divine religion.

But based on this kind of cultivation talent, let alone the current ones, even compared with the wizards on the ancient earth, they are still far behind.

It's a pity that Master Jackdaw rose up at a critical moment in the world. Disaster struck and the path to immortality was cut off.

"Since I came to this northern wilderness, I have spent most of my time invading all kinds of Dharma. In the ancient Dharma, there is no clear distinction between Wanxiang, killing, and magic, so that the earlier Tao There is no mention of these three paths in the book." Inspired Dharma King slowly said: "Since the end of ancient times, the laws of heaven and earth have changed greatly, the spiritual energy has also become much thinner, and the realm of monks has gradually been affected by the ancestors of various religions. The Master has classified 'Shenzang, Zifu, and Daotai' as the three realms of monks..."

In ancient times, the boundaries between the realms of Qi Refiners were extremely blurred.

It was not as clear-cut as it is now, and even the Taoist platform was divided into nine levels.

"Senior, do you mean that the ancient method is not suitable for today's monks to practice?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows and tilted his head.

The Inspired Dharma King smiled and said: "Whether it is the inheritance of ancient religions or the supernatural powers of this world, they are all things outside the body. The root of the problem lies in the 'shackles' of the realm of Taoism."

"Shackles?" Ye Zang's eyes darkened slightly.

The King of Inspiration waved his hand, signaling Ye Zang to come to the window.

The two of them looked at the valley where many young disciples were practicing in the dojo, practicing, chanting sutras, and exchanging magical powers.

Those disciples were all extremely talented and enlightened, with radiant bones and radiant bones. There were also two disciples who were close to the Taoist body.

However, the Taoist realm is a bit strange. Some disciples did not even open up the cave, but instead cultivated the spiritual sea first.

"The so-called beginning of cultivating the Tao is to build the spirit into the body, open up the eight divine veins to form the divine treasure, and step into the realm of the divine treasure. Then, the cave is opened, the spiritual sea is built, the immortal bridge is crossed to reach the Purple Mansion, and the elixir is formed into an infant... ..." The King of Inspiration spoke slowly and said in a deep voice: "These are the biggest shackles."

Ye Zang was a little surprised that this Dharma King of Inspiration was trying to embark on a new path of cultivation.

In fact, in previous lives, many talented Taoists tried to find an unusual path in the great world.

But this is a road of no return. Once you take a wrong step, you will be completely destroyed.

"Ten continents are overthrown, and the great age is coming. If you want to take advantage of the situation to rise and become immortal, you must take a brand new path and dare to let the sun and moon change the sky!" Dharma King Inspiration drank the spiritual tea in one gulp and turned his head to look. Looking at Ye Zang, he said with deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)