Tao and Heaven

Chapter 231 Lingyun Pill, People in the Underworld
Heirloom cave.

Lan Yongning woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes he saw an unfamiliar world. There were no clouds, sun or moon in the sky, no stars in the sky, and he didn't know where this secret cave was.

His mind sensed a spiritual spring, and around him were spiritual fields, where many things were planted. There were grains, fruit trees, ganoderma lucidum, and even some strange-looking spiritual medicines. These crops were extremely scattered, growing wildly like weeds, and it was obvious that they were not taken care of on a daily basis.

Upon further investigation, all they saw was a black and white cat, which tilted its head upwards as if it was conversing with a being that could not be perceived by the divine mind.

"Master, Master, it seems that it can rain now."

It began to drizzle in the cave, and the water level of the central spiritual spring dropped significantly.

Lan Yongning waved his hand and performed a water avoidance spell, then pushed aside the spiritual rice in front of him and moved closer to the central spiritual energy. After a hundred steps, he walked out of the messy spiritual field and saw a crystal clear lake with a man and a cat standing on the shore.

Gu Wen turned his head and said, "Brother Lan, you're awake."

"I drank the water you gave me and seemed to fall asleep."

"Your foundation was damaged, and I used some special methods to help you repair it."

"How to fix it?"

As Lan Yongning asked, he looked inward at his Qi Sea and saw the pure white foundation, which he found a little unbelievable.

As a celestial master, and having stood on the side of Dao Zong from the beginning, he could obtain countless natural treasures, and even asked the immortal Qing Cang to help suppress his injuries. But over the years, he had taken countless pills, but his injuries were still not healed.

The same is true for other people, and the reason is simply innate.

Once something is broken, no matter how hard you try to repair it, it will never return to its original state.

For example, many monks use beauty techniques to seek a good appearance, but those with advanced cultivation can see the bone structure at a glance.

Gu Wen thought for a moment, unable to give an explanation, but only vaguely described: "There is a thing in the mortal world called Kintsugi, which is used to repair broken utensils. In order to make them look beautiful and elegant, some people use gold. Porcelain is made of clay, and gold is precious. Even after repair, it is still broken, but no one says it is ugly."

"It's still missing, but Brother Gu's avenue has covered up this flaw?"

Lan Yongning understood it immediately, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, meditating. His careful perception revealed that the original crack was filled by a divine light.

Although it is not innate, it is also a kind of perfection, even better than the original.

He opened his eyes and was silent for a long time.

"Brother Gu, I am just like an ordinary person."

It was the same at Tianquan Mountain back then. When they first met, she came to visit with good wine, and she was still a young man who knew only a little about swordsmanship. It was only because of her reputation as a celestial being that she treated Gu Wen well.

Later, Gu Wen surpassed himself in just a few months.

"If you are not ordinary, how can you become immortal?"

Gu Wen smiled indifferently, without any trace of the arrogance he had in the past.

"I am only a minor saint now. There are many people in the world who are stronger than me. For example, Jianmu, the two saints of heaven and earth, and even my master. I have only just entered the minor saint level not long ago, and there are still many things I need to practice."

"Brother Gu is too modest."

Lan Yongning asked, "The two saints of heaven and earth that Brother Gu mentioned, are they Heaven and Hell?"

"Yes, to be exact, it is the Heavenly Emperor and the Lord of the Mansion after they become great saints. Master calls the Heavenly Emperor the Spiritual Ancestor, because the Heavenly Emperor after he becomes a saint is the source of spiritual energy and the beginning of pure energy."

Gu Wen answered carefully, just as Lan Yongning had taught him swordsmanship.

returning a Favour many times more.

"Yesterday I used the method of imitating the Spirit Ancestor to complete your foundation. I call it Heaven's Law. Heaven's Way is to make up for what is lost, just like dew condenses into gas and then falls as rain. All things are made up by Heaven."

He was relatively familiar with the Emperor of Heaven, because the Land of Immortality was created because of him, and he had the most contact with him during his eight hundred years of enlightenment.

The little man in the sea of ​​qi is its avenue, a glass little man with a hair.

The body that is as crystal clear as glass is made up of pure energy. In a sense, Gu Wen is now a "close relative" of the Emperor of Heaven, and their paths are similar.

But Gu Wen will not stop there. He hopes to find the law of the earth so that yin and yang can coexist and transform into a human being.

At that time, the Avenue will not be glass, but a real person.

Of course, all of this would take a very long time, and the methods of the cultivation world would take him a long time to comprehend. Now, a hair on the head of the little glass man symbolizes the principles of Qi training.

Lan Yongning felt a little dizzy halfway through listening. He couldn't understand many of the things Gu Wen explained, and couldn't even listen.

If you force it, it will be disgusting.

He waved his hands repeatedly, rubbing his painful brows and said:
"Brother Gu, that's enough, that's enough. The truth of the great Dao is not something that a mere mortal like me can understand."

"Perhaps in the future, when Brother Lan becomes an immortal, we can discuss Taoism."

Gu Wenyan was halfway through his speech, feeling a little unsatisfied. After all, this was the road he had worked so hard to build, and he was telling it to an outsider for the first time.

"When I become an immortal, you may have become a great sage." Lan Yongning smiled and changed the subject: "Actually, I am looking for the relics of the Heavenly Palace. In the early years, Lu Chan saved many people with the Heavenly Palace elixir recipes he collected. Now, Daoist Chiyuzi's Tian Can was suppressed by one of the medicines."

He paused, feeling the comfort of his foundation being repaired, and said, "Now it seems that Brother Gu alone is enough."

Gu Wen shook his head and said, "You are a minor problem, but I can't make any conclusions about the others before I actually see them."

"That's okay. I already have some clues. By chance, I found a remnant soul in heaven. He promised me that if I gave him a pill formula, he could repair the defects of my body and even my soul."

"With a small child?"
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Three days later, at the City Lord's Mansion.

A mysterious man in a black robe, who looked like a teenager, suddenly appeared in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. His concealed attire soon attracted the attention of the monks from Taiyi City who were on duty.

If someone wears the same clothes during the day and walks at night, he is either a thief or a bandit.

In an instant, the formation was activated, and countless flying swords flew into the air, aiming at the young man in black robe.

Behind the masks, two souls were communicating.

"Master, is this really okay?"

"My disciples trust me. Not knowing is a great terror. As long as they don't know my trump card, they won't dare to act rashly."

A Jindan cultivator wearing a dark black uniform landed with a sword in his hand. He found that he could not sense the other party's aura, so he bowed and said respectfully, "Senior, what do you want to do?"

The man in black robe said in a hoarse voice: "I need to see Wen Zun. We have an appointment."

"Hold on."

The Jindan cultivator sent a message to the City Lord's Mansion and soon received a reply. He waved his hand to signal to stop the formation, and asked the armed cultivators to put down their magic weapons and make way.

"Wen Zun has been waiting for a long time."

Then, under the guidance of the Jindan monk, the young man walked into the city lord's mansion that was once out of reach. After passing through the gate, there was another city in front of him.

Green mountains, schools, gardens, and disciples.

The entire City Lord's Mansion is an alternative sect, and Taiyi City is a branch of Liuyun Sect. The third-rate sects in the world, including the big city, are all extensions or branches of a certain big sect.

The young man could not help but look around, touching to the east and looking to the west, causing some young female disciples to cover their faces and laugh.

"Which sect are you from? Why are you dressed in black? Are you going to rob the rich and give to the poor?" The Jindan cultivator who led the way shouted, "Which sect are you from? Tell me your name."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of female disciples immediately fled in all directions.

From then on, the young man stopped being so presumptuous and let the residual soul control his body, thus regaining his powerful form.

The master and the disciple rehearsed with each other in their hearts.

"When you meet that Wen Zun junior later, make him bleed more and earn you a ninth-level Dao foundation."

"Master, it's not good to go back on your word."

"I am doing this for you. The Immortal Land is about to open. If you don't record some of your family's assets, if something goes wrong, even if I am in my prime, I may not be able to save you."

"The Immortal Realm is so dangerous, why don't we just not go there."

"Traitor, do you know this kind of place? When I was young, I couldn't get in even if I tried my best. When the Heavenly Palace was still there, this piece of land was used to grow the elixir of immortality. All those below the Three Pure Ones relied on this thing to prolong their lives. Otherwise, the so-called Heavenly Officials are no different from ordinary cultivators. They will die even if the King of Hell calls them."

"What about the local official?"

"It must die, all things must die."

Nearing a villa, the man in black stopped. The Jindan monk had already opened the door and looked at the "distinguished guest" who suddenly stopped with some confusion.

The remnant soul said earnestly: "My disciple, only by becoming a saint can you be immortal, and only by becoming a great saint can you be immortal. It is best to kneel down in front of a saint, no matter how big or small, because you cannot defeat them. Qingcang was so talented, but he was still defeated by Jianmu."

"Disciple knows."

The young man nodded, then stepped into the gate, passed a peach tree, and from afar saw a scholar in white sitting in the living room of the red-tiled attic.

Wenzun Lan Yongning was a god-like figure that no one was qualified to listen to three years ago.

Half a foot stepped into it, and there was a person who did not exist in the divine mind. The Taoist monk in plain clothes sat next to the scholar in white clothes. The two talked, but did not focus their eyes on the young man.

The Lord of Taiyi City was accompanying them on the side, and although he could not take part in the conversation, he still listened with great interest.

The two of them casually spoke about a rumor that had been passed around countless times in the past. The people mentioned in the rumor are all now famous and powerful people in the world.

Even He Qing, Murong Suyue and He Huan, who only appeared for one sentence, one is now the Venerable of the Demon Sect, one is the Grand Master of Refining, and the other is the Heavenly Master of Transformation.

Not to mention Sanqing Daozi, Chiyuzi, and Xiao Yunyi, who are the actual rulers standing at the top of the human race.

"When I first saw Lu Chan coming back, I thought she was going to express her feelings. Now it seems that I underestimated her and failed to understand the difference between admiration and love. I think many young people in the sect will fall in love because of admiration."

"So her realm has greatly improved, and her understanding of her true nature is different."

"Brother Gu, did you have any ideas back then? In terms of age, you were the youngest at the time, only thirty."

"Gu will be secretly delighted."

Gu Wen's honest answer made Lan Yongning stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily: "Brother Gu, you are also a layman. Compared with the Three Pure Ones, it doesn't seem like you can become a saint."

The Three Pure Ones were the purest seekers of truth Lan Yongning had ever seen, and Gu Wen was the most vulgar genius he had ever seen. In the end, it was the most vulgar person who became unparalleled in the world.

After saying that, the two stopped chatting and turned their eyes to the young man.

When Gu Wen cast his gaze, the original aura of great power disappeared. The remaining soul wanted to hold on for a little, but the next moment his body knelt down.

The young man kowtowed three times to Gu Wen respectfully and said, "I am Wang Li, paying my respects to the Saint Master."

The remaining soul in his body was stunned. He had never received such a great gift.

Gu Wen was confused. Lan Yongning clapped his hands and asked, "Whose disciple is this? How could he be so smart?"

His disciple was so stupid that, not to mention kowtowing to your uncle Gu when they met, he instead got jealous of him and was slapped to the ground.

"Get up." Gu Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand slightly, and the young man was immediately lifted up by force.

The black robe fell off, revealing the young man from a few days ago, with a handsome face, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Brother Lan, you go ahead and tell me."

Lan Yongning called out the remnant soul again, and the two had a conversation. The latter honestly took out the recipe for the elixir and did not dare to have any idea of ​​raising the price.

"Brother Gu, take a look."

"I don't know the way of alchemy."

Gu Wen took a quick glance and the three words [Ling Yun Dan] came into view, with the effects and refining methods listed in great detail.

The remnant soul controlled the young man's body and said in a hoarse voice: "I also know a place where the alchemy furnace of the heaven is stored."

Lan Yongning asked: "What do you want?"

"Help my disciple enter the immortal land, a life-saving magic weapon of the Dao realm, and a guardian."

"You can't be a Dharma protector. No one will work for you for nothing. The first two are fine, but how can you prove that the furnace is worth the price? There is no evidence without words and no real object."

"The thing was snatched away by a half-immortal. If I had the real thing, I would not tell anyone about it."

The two of them were in a stalemate, and Lan Yongning fell into deep thought. The remnant soul continued, "The alchemy furnace is not the point. The point is that there are a lot of immortality medicine residues on the inner wall of the alchemy furnace. The Lingyun Pill needs a little bit of the immortality medicine."

Lan Yongning frowned, but had no choice but to agree. He said, "I can agree to your conditions, but how can I find the half-immortal who stole the alchemy furnace?"

"I have a breath of that person."

The young man opened his mouth and a barely detectable wisp of green air floated out. Lan Yongning then handed it to Gu Wen.

As soon as Gu Wen's mind was touched, an old and skinny old man who was tearing off his own skin appeared in his mind.

"Brother Lan, you may be betraying your master and ancestors this time."

Lan Yongning showed a puzzled expression, then reacted and guessed, "Did Master Xuan Yue take the alchemy furnace? No, eight hundred years after the Shouyuan disaster, he is still alive?"

"He should still be alive, probably relying on the dregs of the immortality potion inside."

Gu Wen touched his chin, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The other party had helped him at first, but later turned against him because of his life span disaster. It wasn't a blood feud between them, but since they were involved in karma, they should pay the price.

For example, Akabane's sister, the Golden Elixir Saint who has become an immortal, also needs to die.

"We'll discuss this later. What I want to know now is, who are you?"

Gu Wen stared at the remnant soul in the boy's body, his eyes gradually peeled off its outer shell and saw through its essence.

The remnant soul of heaven, but after hundreds of thousands of years, could a small person still be alive?

The Liuli man has gained enlightenment in the land of immortality, so perhaps he can identify it, or at least guess one from among the Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Gods.

Then Gu Wen saw a wisp of turbid air. The residual soul was not from heaven, but from the underworld.

(End of this chapter)