Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 200 The Three Religions

"Of course, I admire the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon left behind by this ancestor of the human race. Unfortunately, it is no longer alive anymore, leaving only half a claw of information."

Seeing the regretful expression on Chen Zian's face, Wen Lianggong's heart was churning, and he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

This mythical world seems to be related to the ancient Human Emperor. In other words, this era may really be a lost history.

Seeing Wen Lianggong's thoughtful expression, Chen Zian thought his persuasion was effective, and said with a smile on his face: "Come and try again next month?"

Wen Liang smiled respectfully and didn't say anything. He just said, "Senior Brother Chen came to my place today, isn't it because of this matter?"

When Chen Zian heard this, he stopped teasing and said seriously: "Master said that you need to practice your true energy within three months and then become a true disciple. At that time, the Sword Sect will send people to attend the ceremony."

"Sword Sect?" Wen Lianggong's expression changed slightly, and he said with some surprise: "Have you found other sects?"

"Not to mention finding other sects. After the Hehuan Sect unlocked the secret realm of Xiaotiandi, it sent information to each sect through communication methods. Unfortunately, only the Jian Sect has responded, and the other sects and sects have not responded. Not one."

Speaking of this, Chen Zian said with emotion: "I don't know if other sects still exist, but if you go to the upper three sects, there should be many corresponding methods. After all, the Hehuan Sect can survive, let alone the upper sect." Three religions.”

Once you enter that Shuang Cult, I'm afraid every last drop will be squeezed out.

Speaking of this, Chen Zian sneered and said: "Those three religions whose nostrils are on the Tianling Cap may not want to pay attention to them at all."

"The Taiqing Sect, the Yuqing Sect and the Zen Sect, these three sects have been passed down since ancient times and have existed in the world for who knows how long. Every generation is born and walks around the world to promote the teachings of the three sects. They are the real immortal sects!"

The Hehuan Sect wants a quick and easy way to cultivate true energy, which is what Chen Zian said, to participate in monthly double cultivation meetings and practice Yin Yang Jue with others. A physique like his is born with extremely strong innate origin due to the awakened martial arts characteristics. A strong person is definitely a hot commodity.

Wen Lianggong looked moved: "A true immortal lives in this world?! Does this exist in this era?"

But this situation is really too messy. He took a look at it out of curiosity before and it was really shocking. The Hehuan Sect has developed over the years and has many strange costumes. Cosplay is said to be less, and it has also developed various white silk and black Silk……

Seeing Wen Lianggong's curious look, Chen Zian lowered his voice for the first time, with a trace of yearning on his face.

"Why is it called an immortal gate? Not only because there are real immortal weapons, but also because there are real immortals in the world."

"The real immortal sect?"

"The Three Sects?" Wen Lianggong asked, "Which are the Three Sects?"

When Wen Lianggong heard this, he didn't think much about it. After all, the three religions were a bit far away for him. What he was thinking about now was to cultivate the true energy within three months.

Chen Zian shook his head slightly: "So far, the three religions have not sent back any messages, and I don't know if they have been received or not."

"I don't know, maybe. After all, a true immortal is immortal and can live forever, so he may not be alive."

But it’s so messy, so messy! ! !

That picture is unsightly, and now that I think about it, my mind is full of mosaics. It should have required the initiation of various aspects to heal the state of mind. At this time, it still needs the presence of Arhat Dharma to complete it.

Seeing Wen Lianggong frowning, he misunderstood and said: "Jian Zong came here this time probably because he wanted to see how our Hehuan Sect's current foundation is. We must not show cowardice then, otherwise we may be disadvantaged in the face of subsequent diplomatic measures. ." Wen Lianggong came back to his senses and asked curiously: "Are all the Sword Sects sword cultivators?"

"of course."

"In other words, what kind of sword-controlling skills are there in Wan Jian Jue?"

"Wan Jian Jue? Who did you listen to?"

"I learned this from reading some miscellaneous books in the Jinglou." Wen Lianggong said casually, not afraid of Chen Zian's suspicion. After all, there are so many miscellaneous books, who knows which one is true or false.

"There should be some..." Chen Zian pinched his chin and thought for a long time before saying, "It is said that there is a sword peak in the Sword Sect, which is filled with countless sword cultivators since the establishment of the Sword Sect. Some of the swords below are earth-shattering and not weaker than fairy swords, while others are like iron swords, but they are divine objects and possess extremely terrifying lethality."

As he talked, Chen Zian said with some yearning: "The magic sword and the fairy sword are just a thought."

After rambling for a while, Chen Zian said: "Your main goal these days is to practice falsehood and cultivate true energy. If you need anything, just ask Song Zhi. She will take care of it then." Yes, whether you need elixirs or medicinal baths, as long as they can be given, I will try my best to satisfy you. All I ask is that you don’t lose the master’s face at the True Inheritance Ceremony. There is a high probability that the Sword Sect disciples want to I’m going to test it out.”

Wen Lianggong nodded slightly and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, three months is enough."

If you let go of skill points, three hours would be superfluous.

He then said with some surprise: "How could it be conveyed to Junior Sister Song?"

A meaningful smile appeared on Chen Zian's face: "Junior Sister Song is a nice person, and she is a good candidate for dual cultivation. If my current level of strength was not too high, I would have wanted to compete with you."

I always feel that there is some conspiracy involved.

Wen Lianggong didn't bother to think too much. Chen Zian, a pretender, especially liked to do some mysterious things, but in fact, that was all.

He most likely estimated that it was Chen Zian who took the initiative to ask Song Zhi, and Song Zhi, who had cultivated Zhenqi, also knew that Wen Lianggong was strong, and his dual cultivation would naturally increase his efficiency.

This is something she wouldn't change for ten men.

To be honest, with this kind of communication that only focuses on the kidneys and not the heart, God knows whether you sleep with her or she sleeps with you.

Sometimes when I see Song Zhi's satisfied expression, I feel quite complicated.

Chen Zian acted like a big brother again and patted Wen Lianggong on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "Junior brother, I'm not telling you that, but sometimes you still need to put some thought into practicing Yin Yang Jue. Don't focus on practicing Kung Fu. Only when you practice that ray of true energy will you realize that there is another world in the world."

He thought for a while: "When you develop your true energy, bridge the bridge between heaven and earth, and draw the essence of heaven and earth into your body, you will find that the world is not the world in front of you."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows: "The so-called mountains are not mountains, and water is not water?"

Chen Zian chewed Wen Lianggong's words carefully, and couldn't help stroking his hands and smiling: "To say that junior brother is the one with the most understanding, I can sum up the truth in just one sentence. I have a good eye for it!"

Chen Zian left happily. When he reached the door, he turned around, with a relaxed and carefree expression on his face, but a hint of chill in his tone.

(End of this chapter)