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"So that's how it is," Zhu Mingyao suddenly realized. No wonder the system template skill bar only showed the first volume of the [Shangqing Secret Manual].

I thought Zhang Shouzhong would follow the tradition of those immortal masters who "do not easily transmit the Dao and do not easily impart the Dharma," and would test me again and again, examining me for five or six years or even seven or eight years before he would pass on the complete Daoist secrets.

It turns out I was just making things up in my head. The real reason is—you don't know either!

Zhu Mingyao was momentarily at a loss for words, but upon reflection, he felt a surge of emotion. The old man had been holding nothing back from him all along.

He was secretly moved, but then a thought flashed through his mind. He keenly sensed something amiss in Lin Xuansheng's words and couldn't help but ask in return:

"Then why didn't the sect leader choose to pass on the lower volume of the [Shangqing Secret Manual] directly, but instead chose to use another Daoist technique?"

“This is because times have changed!” Zhang Shouzhong, who had been silent until now, suddenly interjected.

"The realm of the [Shangqing Secret Manual] is limited to Yin Gods and Ghost Immortals. It was certainly sufficient in the past, but it may not be now."

Lin Xuansheng took over the conversation and said slowly in a deep voice:

"Since the Tang and Song dynasties, the spiritual energy of this land has gradually become stagnant. Buddhists call it the end of Dharma, while Westerners call it the ebb of the elements. Since the time of Master Zhang of the Wudang Hidden Immortal Sect, no one in our Central Plains has been able to cultivate into a true immortal and ascend to heaven for hundreds of years. No matter how talented or brilliant a person is, they can only stay in the realm of Yin Spirit at most."

Since there is no way forward, the purpose of our cultivation gradually changes. The superior ones can still remain steadfast in their hearts, protecting their families and country, sweeping away evil spirits, and bringing peace to the people. But the inferior ones often wander the world, seeking only worldly wealth and status.

But now, the world has changed again! Since World War II, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been steadily rising, and this has become especially evident in the last decade or so. Not only have many non-human beings become increasingly active, and demons and monsters have emerged in endless streams, but even many masters from various countries have felt their long-stagnant cultivation levels subtly loosening. This is truly a golden opportunity for us cultivators.

As he spoke, he pointed to the old man beside him.

“Your master thinks far ahead, especially after this injury. He felt that the upper limit of what he had taught was too low, not enough for you to stand out in the new era, so he asked me to teach him another method.”

Zhu Mingyao looked at the old man with gratitude. He knew very well how precious a superior cultivation technique was. Not to mention in the conservative ancient times, even in today's open-minded world, it was the core secret of major established organizations. Some of the key points were even passed down orally. If no one taught or explained it to you, you would not be able to cultivate it even if you stole it.

Zhang Shouzhong was paving the way for him, sacrificing his reputation for his entire life.

Zhu Mingyao took a deep breath and earnestly expressed his willingness to follow his elders' arrangements.

Of course, I'd like to learn advanced skills if I have the chance. Anyway, with the system around, cultivating another Dao technique isn't as hard as they think; it's just a matter of grinding more monsters.

Seeing that he readily agreed, Lin Xuansheng nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"The Daoist secret I'm going to pass on to you today is called the 'Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing'!"

Zhu Mingyao smiled and said, "Is it the 'Huangting Neijing Zhenjing' that was passed down directly from the Shangqing lineage? I've heard my master mention it."

Lin Xuansheng nodded, then shook his head.

"This Taoist method does indeed originate from Shangqing, but it is not the Shangqing of this world, but the Shangqing of another realm!"

Does he know the rules?

Zhu Mingyao's heart stirred, and he asked, "The sect leader is talking about his realm?"

Lin Xuansheng nodded and said, "That's right. The Xuanmen has always believed that there are heavens beyond heavens, and the Buddhist religion also speaks of three thousand worlds. Even in modern natural science, there is the theory of parallel universes."

"Actually, they're all talking about the same thing."

As he spoke, Lin Xuansheng pointed to the lotus pond in front of him, and colorful bubbles of all sizes appeared on the water.

“Look, these big bubbles are like the world, and the foam that adheres to the big bubbles is what is called a blessed land, a pure land, or a divine kingdom.”

"There is an endless void between worlds, and the mysteries within cannot be described by conventional spatial scales. Therefore, generally speaking, worlds do not come into contact."

"But there are always exceptions, back then..."

Lin Xuansheng paused for a moment, then continued.

"Back then, among those prestigious sects with top-tier lineages, those with profound cultivation could use secret methods to travel beyond the heavens with their divine senses to hone their cultivation. Occasionally, they would bring back some strange sights and experiences from other realms, or even cultivation methods."

"This set of techniques was obtained by a senior of Maoshan who traveled to the heavens. He said that there was also a Shangqing lineage in that world, and they also respected our sect's founder. After the two sides discussed the Dao, they exchanged their Dao techniques for verification."

"Although this true scripture also has the name Shangqing Huangting and talks about the inner landscape of body and spirit, it is quite different from the Huangting Neijing Jing in our sect in some details."

Although our original "Huangting Neijing Jing" was good, it was an ancient method from a thousand years ago. It had too many rules and restrictions, which were no longer suitable for today. It was unrealistic to expect people to build a quiet hut in the mountains and meditate for decades.

On the contrary, this version, which has been revised by predecessors, is more suitable for spiritual practice in today's society.

……

...This is the true scripture. Is there anything you don't understand?

Zhu Mingyao closed his eyes to savor the memory, and countless characters and symbols flowed past his eyes like water.

Just now, Lin Xuansheng casually flicked a spark of spiritual light onto his forehead, and in the blink of an eye, he deeply imprinted the true meaning of the immortal technique into his mind. Such a wonderful technique truly amazed the young man.

Seeing Zhu Mingyao nod in confirmation, Lin Xuansheng said with satisfaction:

"It's good that you've remembered it. If you have any questions about cultivation in the future, you can use that jade talisman to contact me on the fifteenth of each month, and I will explain it to you. That's all for today. Go back and ponder it slowly."

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately stood up and respectfully took his leave.

Lin Xuansheng simply waved his hand, and Zhu Mingyao's consciousness suddenly blurred.

He vaguely felt as if he had transformed into a ray of light and was flying towards a jade-colored lotus flower in the pond.

Before his last vestiges of consciousness faded, he suddenly remembered a problem he had just overlooked:

The timing of their sect leader's appearance this time seems...

Isn't that too much of a coincidence?

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Chapter 30 Cultivating the Inner Landscape of the Yellow Court (Part 1)

After seeing the young man off, Lin Xuansheng sat silently at the table. The thick white mist that enveloped the small garden gradually dissipated, revealing the green grass and forests in the distance, the glazed jade palace, and a tall white stone archway with the four large characters "Azure Lotus Blessed Land" clearly visible on it.

If Zhu Mingyao were still alive, he would certainly have some doubts about the claim that this place is a world of consciousness.

Although the trees, grass, buildings, and archways were still somewhat ethereal and clearly not physical entities, they possessed a spiritual energy that circulated within them. They could not be described as purely illusory and could not be explained by the so-called world of consciousness.

Zhang Shouzhong, who was standing nearby, looked on with envy and praised the scene with clasped hands.

"Congratulations, Uncle-Master, for your hard work and perseverance, surpassing your peers and seizing the initiative in this time of great change."

Lin Xuansheng shook his head and smiled modestly, saying:

“There are countless masters in the world. I have only made a small progress. How dare I say that I have gained the upper hand?”

Putting aside other places, there are many 'dragons' hiding in the waters of the New World alone. During the day, my fellow Daoist Lai Hengli discovered that I was hiding nearby, and I guess he has already secretly broken through.

The four directors of the Chinese Federation are all equally renowned; if he is so, then the others should be not far behind.

At this point, he changed the subject:

"The federal government should not be underestimated either. With the power of a nation, how could it not be prepared for the changes in the world?"

I watched the attack on the Special Investigation Bureau from the sidelines, and the sinister plot could not be concealed. The authorities were clearly letting it go unpunished, and it was probably a case of feigning one thing while secretly doing another!

"Given such a huge sacrifice, and the fact that no one stopped me from taking advantage of the situation, it's clear that their ambitions are far from small."

He took out a black metal box, about a foot square, from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

The box's surface is covered with crisscrossing, electric-light patterns, straight and rigid, exuding a mysterious aura while also possessing a strong mechanical feel. On the gold-inlaid nameplate, a series of Federal letters can be faintly seen as a label.

——A2 Zone 006.

With a casual flick of his hand, the black box silently turned to dust, revealing a round, silver mirror inside.

The mirror is six inches wide, perfectly round, with the Eight Trigrams engraved on the back, and glows with a soft, luminous light.

Lin Xuansheng gently stroked the magic mirror, his gaze distant, as if piercing through time and space.

In a daze, a short-haired Taoist priest with a square face, straight eyebrows, and holding a peach wood magic sword seemed to appear before my eyes. He stood amidst the chaos of war, fighting fiercely against countless powerful masters, demons, and monsters...

Memories receded like the tide, and Lin Xuansheng's eyelashes trembled slightly. A gentle breeze blew, causing his clothes to flutter, making him feel like an immortal.

"Father, today Uncle He's lineage has finally returned to our sect, and I have also found the personal magical artifact that you lost all those years ago..."

A hundred years later, the country is safe and sound, and Maoshan has been restored to its former glory. If you could know this from beyond the grave, you would surely be overjoyed…

The breeze was silent, but gently caressed the Taoist's face, wiping away a trace of a tear.

Just like my father's warm and large hands a hundred years ago.

……

As the kaleidoscope of colors before him gradually faded and disappeared, Zhu Mingyao found himself still half-lying on the headboard, just as he had arrived.

Outside the window, all was pitch black, interspersed with twinkling stars, suggesting that I hadn't been in that so-called virtual realm for very long.

He pulled the blanket over himself, closed his eyes, and outwardly appeared to be about to fall asleep, but in reality, his mind had already sunk into his own sea of ​​consciousness, eagerly searching for system prompts.

"New skills can be learned."

"Should I spend 600 causal points to learn the [Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing (Green)]?"

Good guy!

Even though Zhu Mingyao had already guessed that the level and cultivation difficulty of the [Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing] would be much higher than that of his original main cultivation [Shangqing Milu], he did not expect the difference to be so great.

600 points are enough to help the latter break through to LV3, but investing them in the former is barely enough to get started!

However, seeing the cyan quality suffix after the former's skill name, Zhu Mingyao reluctantly convinced himself.

Advanced skills require high investment but yield high returns.

This is a Dao technique that the system has recognized as being of cyan quality!

He quickly calculated in his mind that if the red-quality fragment of the [Shangqing Secret Manual] could be cultivated to the equivalent of the Golden Core realm, then the gold-quality extraordinary cultivation method should be enough to cultivate to the Yin God Ghost Immortal realm.

The new skill is of cyan quality, which means that with it one can at least advance all the way to the realm of Yang Shen Loose Immortal, or even Yuan Shen True Immortal. It is a true immortal technique!

No wonder the required points are so staggering; you really do get what you pay for.

He secretly rejoiced that he had chosen to save the points he had gained from killing the black-clad vampires in the past two days instead of rashly investing them in the [Shangqing Secret Manual]. Otherwise, he didn't know how much effort it would have taken to accumulate just the 600 points required to enter the field.

To learn or not to learn?

Nonsense! Do you even need to ask?

Zhu Mingyao suppressed his excitement, and with a thought, clicked "agree".

As the accumulated points were poured into it, the words "[Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing (Qing)]" on the system panel began to flash with wisps of light.

Unexpectedly, the name of the new skill did not appear in the skill bar immediately. Instead, a system message that Zhu Mingyao had never seen before popped up:

"Advanced skills with multiple branches have been detected. Please select to enable the beginner branch..."

Zhu Mingyao was completely bewildered. What was this thing? He'd never seen anything like it before.