I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 165 Let’s start again

The jade-like spirit hangs in the air, its clear light shining brightly.

It is the time of the moon's fullest moment of the year, with clear skies and light clouds. Even the most austere ascetic would feel it a pity not to appreciate the breeze and invite the moon.

Therefore, on that night, Yunqu Mountain was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and many Taoists invited their friends to gather, brew wine and admire the moon, making it a very lively occasion.

On the Dan Yue Terrace, a banquet had already begun, and by the time Ying Chan arrived, the atmosphere was already quite lively.

He had just taken his seat when he saw Yao Ziqing, who was sitting with him, finish his drink and suddenly become interested. He stood up and said, "Gentlemen, today is a rare occasion. Why don't we each compose a poem to enhance the mood?"

"Oh?" someone laughed. "Then Senior Brother Yao should take the lead."

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Yao Ziqing laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Let me let you know that if I, Old Yao, hadn't been determined to cultivate myself, I would have gone down the mountain to take the imperial examination long ago."

He slammed his hand on the table, pondered for a moment, and then said to Yueyin:

"The bright moon rises like a precious mirror in the sky, and the sound of celestial music seems to come from among the clouds."

The full moon, its light equally shared with the autumn colors, shines brightly for a thousand miles along the cloud-covered path.

"Oh? Ziqing really has such talent?"

"A fine poem, let's drink!"

When everyone saw Yao Ziqing recite the poem fluently, they cheered. Some people stood up, raised their cups to Yao Ziqing, and others said, "Brother Yao has already composed a poem, who will continue it?"

"Let Ziqing choose one person!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Ziqing immediately pointed to Long Daoren beside him and said, "Long Feiguang, you take over."

The crowd burst into laughter, but Daoist Long remained calm and said, "I am not good at poetry, so I will perform a ritual to entertain you all."

After saying this, he pointed outside the Dan Yue Terrace, and everyone saw a bright light rise up, like a precious mirror in the sky, reflecting the bright and clear light and spreading it across the clouds and sea of ​​mountains.

Then, there was even a faint sound of string and wind instruments accompanying it, like celestial music.

"What a wonderful illusion!"

Some cheered enthusiastically, while others couldn't help but laugh and curse: "That blockhead Long Feiguang, 'The Bright Soul Rises in the Sky,' is it really a precious mirror that has risen?"

In any case, he finally passed the test. Daoist Long picked someone to take over and then sat down leisurely to drink.

Thus, some recited poems, and some performed rituals, all with great enthusiasm.

After a few rounds of drinks, someone recited a poem and then casually pointed and said, "Junior Brother Ying, it's your turn."

Ying Chan was drinking his wine and watching with great interest when he was suddenly prompted to stop.

Someone asked, "I remember, Junior Brother Ying is a talented poet, isn't he?"

Someone nearby offered an explanation: "Junior Brother Ying is currently 'abstaining from verbal misconduct,' so he hasn't spoken for quite some time now."

"I'm afraid we can only perform magic tricks to add to the fun."

Ying Chan smiled slightly upon hearing this, offering no explanation. He simply put down his wine cup, pondered for a moment, and then leisurely recited:
"The moon palace and cassia hall invite the cold colors, the cloud tower is half open and the wall is white."

The jade wheel rolls through the dew-kissed, glistening light; the phoenix pendants meet on the fragrant osmanthus path…

As Ying Chan chanted, outside the Dan Yue Terrace, clouds suddenly surged, and the Moon Palace and the Cassia Hall appeared one by one. Mist and silk ribbons shrouded the scene, cloud screens displayed brocade and rosy clouds, and a thousand-child canopy of pearls and jewels surrounded the ancient trees.

The jade wheel rolls over the dew, sailing between jade palaces and towers, with fairies and goddesses coming and going, whispering softly, their jade pendants tinkling...

The crowd felt as if they were in the Moon Palace, witnessing the Jade Rabbit pounding medicine and the toad leaping about.

Until Ying Chan finished reciting: "In a golden goblet of fine wine, one can see the brilliance of the distant clouds."

In an instant, everyone returned to the Dan Yue Terrace, cheering and raising their glasses in unison.

Ying Chan also picked up his cup and drank with him. Afterward, he casually called on someone else to take his cup before sitting down again. Li Xuanying sat down beside him and then whispered, "When did you learn such a profound illusion technique, Senior Brother?"

Yao Ziqing, also holding a glass of wine, leaned closer and asked in surprise, "Junior Brother Ying, you're not going to abstain from your speech anymore?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Chan was momentarily at a loss for words.

In fact, his so-called profound illusionary magic originated from the "Mysterious Capital True Words, Great Mantra of All Laws".

What's so mysterious about this great art?
In short, words become law!
Those who have mastered the 'Mysterious Capital True Words and Myriad Laws Mantra' can change the heavens and earth, move all phenomena, control spiritual mechanisms, generate all laws, and directly point to all wonders with a single word.

Of course, its power is also limited by the cultivator's magical power and magical nature.

In other words, this great Dao technique was almost created for practitioners of the "Myriad Laws and Profound Phenomena Treasure Record." Ying Chan even suspects that the two are originally from the same source.

Therefore, it is not difficult to guess why Ying Chan's reward of being listed among the Southern Dippers would be this great art.

As for why one should 'abstain from verbal misconduct,' that is actually the reason for this practice.

After obtaining the 'Mysterious Capital True Words and Ten Thousand Laws Mantra', Ying Chan began to study it diligently and finally mastered the basics of this method half a year ago.

Because he was just beginning to understand the basics and could not yet fully control the Xuan Du True Word and the Great Mantra of Ten Thousand Laws, he would sometimes speak carelessly, which would trigger his spiritual energy.

To avoid getting into trouble, Ying Chan began to try 'abstaining from speech'.

This period of abstinence lasted for several months until the day before yesterday, when he made further progress in his cultivation of this Taoist art and no longer worried about accidentally agitating his spiritual energy.

Therefore, the previous incident of reciting poems and experiencing illusions occurred.

The reason for this was still being discussed at the banquet, and Ying Chan couldn't tell Yao and Li about it. So, after thinking for a moment, he simply said, "Let's drink, let's drink."

The two didn't dwell on it too much; upon hearing this, they raised their glasses in a toast and drank together.

After Ying Chan, the recitation of poems and performances continued uninterrupted. Some people even took to the stage more than once, and after countless rounds of wine, they were all quite tipsy.

As Yao Ziqing grew more drunk, he suddenly brought up a matter: "Have you... heard of the 'Secret Realm of Mingxiao Mountain'?"

"Mingxiao Mountain?"

Ying Chan pondered for a moment and realized he had never heard of this name before, so he said, "I would like to hear more about it."

"Junior Brother Ying doesn't know?"

Yao Ziqing shook his head. "That's true. You're a recluse cultivator, and this Mingxiao Mountain secret realm isn't actually located in the Dawan Mountain..."

As he recounted the story, Ying Chan learned that beyond the mountains, a secret realm had emerged, already stirring up a great storm.

At this moment, Daoist Long also came over with his wine cup and interjected, "It is said that the Mingxiao Mountain Secret Realm may be a great sect's grotto-heaven from ancient times. I wonder if it contains any Daoist scriptures?"

"Who can say for sure? But it's true that the secret realm is vast, full of spiritual energy, and produces many spiritual herbs."

Yao Ziqing said, "I've heard that quite a few fellow disciples are already thinking of going there to try their luck..."

Ying Chan listened to the two's discussion, his thoughts drifting away.

He wasn't particularly interested in the Mingxiao Mountain secret realm; he just suddenly remembered that although he had traveled to the north of the mountains and the shores of the South China Sea since he began his cultivation, it seemed that he had never truly left the Immortal Abode.

Now, he can't say he has achieved great success in cultivation, but he has reached a certain stage. However, he is still far from becoming a Gang Sha.

"Perhaps it's time to leave the mountains and travel?"

Suddenly, a thought arose in Ying Chan's mind, and it immediately took root and sprouted in his heart.

He took the wine jug, poured himself a full cup, drank it all, and made his decision.

"Travel ten thousand miles further, and see the world!"

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(End of this chapter)