I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 32: Badu goes north to the twelfth level of the elixir, becoming a cicada and shedding its true essence

When Tuoba Dao came to Kaiyangque for the third time, he felt that the blazing light outside the huge palace was much brighter.

Since his last visit to Baiyujing, the king of Changshengyuan found that he could no longer walk out of Kaiyangque and go to the larger Baiyujing. He could only get a glimpse of the magnificent scenery of Baiyujing from the towering gate.

He vaguely saw a large lake with rising spiritual energy, and saw the spiritual energy flowing in the lake straight up into the void, covering the sky and the earth.

He saw tall buildings hidden under the spiritual energy, and a vast lake surrounded by attics.

Therefore, after Tuoba Dao came to Kaiyang Que to study the Great Repentance of Longevity, he would always sit in front of the gate of Kaiyang Que and take a closer look at this rare and magnificent scene.

Changshengyuan has a unique grandeur. The setting moon is across the western ridge, and the clouds below the frontier cut off the northern wilderness!
But compared with Changshengyuan, the wonders of Baiyujing have their own wonders, which always make Tuoba Dao, who has traveled all over the world, fascinated by them.

For example, today, the true energy in Tuoba Dao's body blew over tens of thousands of miles, and in his spirit, it blew out a bright moon rising from the Tianshan Mountains and a sea of clouds of immortality.

Tuoba Dao knew that he was not far from the ninth level of the Great Repentance of Eternal Life.

This all depends on the purple air and yellow court in the Kaiyang Que, so Tuoba Dao became even more nostalgic for the Kaiyang Que, the Baiyujing.

He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance at the hazy Kunlun Lake until he saw a strange figure in the Kunlun Lake.

"Someone?"

Tuoba Dao stood up and looked carefully from a distance. A young man walked out from the misty spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake.

The young man was no more than eighteen years old, with a bit of childishness between his brows, and walked into the hazy spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake.

Shadows were looming in the thick spiritual fog, causing some fluctuations. As the fluctuations came closer and the sunlight from Baiyujing gradually faded away, the young man actually came to Kaiyangque.

When the young man stepped into the Kaiyang Palace, the old and the young finally met and looked at each other.

After a long time, the young man showed a happy smile on his face: "I thought I was the only living person in Baiyujing and Kaiyangque."

Tuoba Dao looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing a southern robe, and suddenly remembered that decades ago, he had also been to the southern country of Dayu, seen the misty rain of Jiangnan, seen the scenery of Jiangnan, seen the spring water bluer than the sky, and slept on a painted boat listening to the rain.

He met Zeng Yuanwai's daughter in Dayu Nanguo. When they hurriedly said goodbye, the girl gave him a crabapple and said to him...

Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

Later, he became an armored general on Changshengyuan, no longer a small soldier with a saddle. He led the army of Yuhu people to recapture Changshengyuan and Caoerguan, and became the famous Changsheng Heavenly King.

After many years of separation, Dayu Nanguo remains the same, but I wonder if the woman in the south who gave him a branch of spring has grown old or died?
Tuoba Dao shook his head.

"After I grow old, only in this Kaiyang Palace can I recall the past more."

He thought this in his heart and did not respond to the young man in long clothes.

The young man in long clothes didn't speak to him either. He came to the Kaiyang Palace, stroked his chin with a mature look, and looked at the two white jade steles.

"Senior, the last time I came here, there were no two tablets in the Kaiyang Palace. Did the skills on the jade tablets come from the master of Baiyujing?"

The young man in long clothes looked at the white jade stele and asked softly, but Tuoba Dao still did not answer and continued to look at Kunlun Lake in Baiyujing.

Half a cup of tea passed quietly, Tuoba Dao's spirit gradually faded, and he was about to leave Kaiyangque.

Just at this moment, Tuoba Dao suddenly felt something.

He suddenly turned his head and saw that the young man was still standing in front of the white jade stele, with two fingers of his right hand like a sword. The purple air in the Kaiyang Palace seemed to turn into blood and true energy at this moment, lingering on his fingers.

"Ok?"

Tuoba Dao frowned, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Because he saw that the young man in front of him used his fingers as swords and performed the Twelve Levels of the Eight Capitals to the North that he had engraved on the white jade stele!

"This young man descended here with his consciousness, and he hasn't even cultivated to the realm of divine essence... Without divine essence, even in this Kaiyang Palace, he can't use divine essence to control Huangting and study the exercises. So... how could this young man learn Hu Yanguang's swordsmanship at a glance?"

Therefore, Tuoba Dao did not actively disperse his spiritual energy, but let it dissipate. He stood where he was, watching the young man practicing swordsmanship carefully.

The purple air gushed out from the hand of the young man in long clothes, like a long sword.

The long sword fell straight down, and Badu Bei's sword technique was like a wave, slashing down layer after layer!
The long sword cut off the purple air floating in the Kaiyang Palace, bringing out bursts of murderous intent.

This sword technique was the famous sword technique of his famous general Huyan Guang before he ascended the Yuque Palace. It is a real mysterious skill. It would be difficult to understand it before it becomes a divine skill!
“But the young man in front of me, who has not yet cultivated the divine essence, was able to master the Badu Beiqu Sword Technique after just watching it once…”

Tuoba Dao was feeling surprised when the young man standing in front of the white jade stele suddenly moved again. He took a step back and reached into the void. The purple air in the void turned into a long sword in an instant.

Wherever the narrow-backed long sword points, it is as light as a white rainbow and as bright as snow, and the purple air continues to grow!
There were hundreds of unpredictable changes as Badu went north, but they were all revealed in the sword light of the young man.

"Go north to Badu. There are a hundred changes in the first level, and a thousand two hundred changes in the twelfth level... Now there are more than a hundred and sixty changes!"

Tuoba Dao narrowed his eyes, the gleam in his eyes became brighter and brighter, even bringing out a look of pure admiration.

"Three hundred kinds!"

"Six hundred and twenty kinds!"

"Nine hundred and eighty kinds!"

"One thousand two hundred!"

As Tuoba Dao's eyes gradually became astonished, the young man in long robes went to the twelfth level of Badubei and mastered 1,200 different sword techniques.

"Twelve levels of realm, one thousand two hundred changes, but only sixteen of them have slight flaws."

Tuoba Dao took a deep breath and suddenly said, "The six-inch purple air was shaken away one foot and one inch."

The young man in long clothes who was practicing his swordsmanship seemed to have realized something. The purple long sword in his hand shook suddenly, and the sword light was dispersed at a distance of one foot and one inch, slashing out with a cold light.

"The light of gold and iron shines like a hammer hitting water, but not a drop of it can be scattered."

"The blade shines like falling snow, and the blade's power burns like clouds."

"The rainbow rays pressed against the tree, chopping off a thousand leaves."

……

Tuoba Dao spoke up repeatedly, pointing out the flaws of the young man in long clothes.

The young man in long clothes had extraordinary comprehension. He could easily find the flaws and understand the meaning of Tuoba Dao's words after Tuoba Dao pointed them out. "Good!" Tuoba Dao couldn't help but praise him and asked, "What's your name?"

Chen Zhian, who had come here in an incarnation, was about to answer, but he heard Tuoba Dao in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, shaking his head and saying, "Since we have come to Baiyujing, you and I are fellow Taoists. Why should we reveal our real names to the trivialities of the world?"

"From now on, just call me... Old Huang Liang!"

Chen Zhian came to his senses. He lowered his head to think for a moment, then raised his head to salute Tuoba Dao: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. Please call me... Chang'an guest."

He was originally from Chang'an, and came here to be a guest of Chang'an.

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Chen Zhian slowly opened his eyes and sat cross-legged under the pear tree, letting the spring breeze blow on his body, but he did not feel the slightest bit of cold.

The blood in his body surged like waves crashing against the shore, and there were sounds like the ringing of yellow bells. He stretched out two fingers and drew a line in the air. The surging blood rushed into his fingers, cutting through the air and chopped a fallen leaf not far away.

He suddenly felt tired.

"This Kaiyang Palace is truly magical. If I were to practice the Twelve-Layer Sword Technique of the Eight Capitals, I would probably need another year or two to study it carefully. But in Kaiyang Palace, the time has been greatly shortened. I have already comprehended its mysteries after just a dozen days of observation. With the guidance of the old man, the level of my sword technique has improved to the same level as the Tiger Embrace Fist that I have been practicing for many days, and its power is incomparable."

What Chen Zhian didn't know was that the twelfth level of Baddu Beiqu was a truly profound skill. Ordinary cultivators below the Divine Accumulation Realm could not get started at all. If one wanted to perfect the swordsmanship above the Divine Accumulation Realm, it would probably take more than ten years of immersion.

He is only cultivating his Qi now, but he thinks he can perfect his swordsmanship in a year or two. If others hear this, they will probably laugh at him and call him a dreamer.

But... Chen Zhian is not a fool.

Even he himself had not realized at this moment... that although he had just started practicing at the age of seventeen, his talent and understanding seemed to be far superior to others.

"However, with my current blood and energy, I can only use one strike to reach the twelfth level of Badubei. I am afraid that my blood and energy will be exhausted in an instant, and my body will also be exhausted..."

As Chen Zhian thought about this, his eyes fell on the many medicinal herbs placed in front of him.

There were sixty-seven medicinal herbs neatly laid out on the ground in front of him.

"I have gathered all the herbs needed for Chan Tui Wan, but some of them are too precious and I can't find too many. I can only refine it twice at most. If it fails twice, I'm afraid I will have to rely on the Blood-burning Ginger Fruit."

While thinking, Chen Zhian set up four stoves.

On the four stoves are placed pottery jars, purple clay teapots, large iron pots, and alchemy tripods in order!
Chen Zhian took a deep breath, then took the twelve medicinal herbs including September Winter, Green Leaf Cloth, Red Yeast, Xuanming Leaf, and Nine-Manchong and put them into the big iron pot.

He took a deep breath, mobilized all the blood and energy in his body, and then precisely controlled his strength and blew gently towards the stove.

Suddenly, the fire in the stove was burning fiercely. Chen Zhian first added the extremely expensive tiger-head charcoal, and cooked the pot with a high fire while he fried the medicine.

The fire was so hot that it even enveloped the entire iron wok. Chen Zhian kept stirring with a spatula in his hand. Whenever the fire weakened, he would circulate his blood and energy and blow on it again, and then light the tiger-head charcoal.

After the herbs in the pot were fried until they were charred, Chen Zhian immediately put them into a clay pot and simmered them over low heat.

He then took 22 kinds of herbs including cinnamon bark, arisaema, magnetite, red amber, and angelica sinensis, soaked them in water, and cooked them over medium heat.

During this time, a spring breeze blew and the flames flickered. Chen Zhian placed his palms next to the stove, and the blood in his body began to flow again. The tiger fist qi method was passed to his hands, bringing out gusts of strong wind to suppress the flames.

"Then there are the most precious medicinal materials. They need to be made into medicinal mud by mixing purple sand with the juice of seven-leaf lily. The juice should be collected seven times and burned into mud."

"This is the most difficult time to control the temperature, because the medicinal properties of the earth lotus are too sensitive. If the temperature is too low or too high, the medicinal properties will be greatly reduced."

Chen Zhian drank a big sip of Chizhong ginger tea and then drank Huangzhong Xingqi Decoction, and put white snake fruit, Panlong April branch, and Eshan tiger bone into the purple clay teapot first.

He always had one hand above the stove, controlling the temperature of the fire with his blood and energy.

After collecting the juice once, he added winter silkworm and royal silkworm silk to continue refining it, and did this six times before finally adding the earth lotus.

Putting the earth lotus in, Chen Zhian carefully controlled the temperature, and the blood and energy in his body continued to flow, be squeezed, and be regenerated.

The earth lotus slowly melted in the purple clay pot...

Chen Zhian took a crucial step. He poured the water that had been boiled long ago by Shuijunzi onto the body of the purple clay pot, and the pot cooled down immediately.

Chen Zhian acted decisively, lowered his head and blew towards the flame in the furnace, and the flame immediately turned into a big fire and continued cooking!
"The last time I collected the juice, it was done."

Chen Zhian wiped the sweat from his forehead, opened the purple clay teapot, and saw a ball of dark green medicinal mud emitting a strong medicinal smell.

"I was extremely lucky. I didn't make any mistakes in the most difficult step, and the final step was the easiest."

Chen Zhian had a look of joy on his face. He placed all the prepared materials into the alchemy cauldron and boiled them over medium heat.

A full hour passed before Chen Zhian realized that he had been busy for five or six hours.

"I think those alchemists must have extraordinary cultivation, otherwise just controlling the fire would be exhausting."

"The recipe for Chan Tui Wan also says that this pill is best made with Glazed Fire. Unfortunately, the recipe also says that Glazed Fire can only be formed by burning the tortoise shell of the monster Glazed Turtle, and it is extremely difficult to control the temperature."

"If you want to suppress the intensity of the Glazed Fire, I'm afraid you'll need a strong amount of True Essence."

As Chen Zhian thought about it, he opened the medicine cauldron and looked at it carefully.

But he saw a mass as white as jade inside. Chen Zhian took out a medicine spoon and barely condensed the medicinal mud into a pill.

"When the cicada molts, the medicinal mud is like jade, crystal white, and the medicinal fragrance is like osmanthus flowers."

Chen Zhian took a sip and the smile on his face became even more intense.

"The most important step to break through the Zhenyuan Pass is the Chan Tui Pill. I have it."

He looked up at the sky, and just then the sound of the fifth watch rang out and then gradually faded away.

The moonlight in the distance illuminates the entire city. The moonlight is bright and the lights are sparse.

"Tonight is such a good night." Chen Zhian sat cross-legged under the pear tree again: "Let's make tonight even better."

"Breakthrough to the True Essence realm will happen tonight."

He no longer hesitated and swallowed the Chan Tuo Pill in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)