Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

"Brother Qin... what is this?"

Yin Hang lowered his head and said, panting.

He dared not look at the immortal sword drawn on the Xuan paper again.

It was just an ordinary picture of a sword and immortal weapon, as if it were Qin Zijun's casual doodle.

But within that ordinary graffiti lies the most supreme sword path and supreme sword energy in the world, the kind that can drive all sword immortals to despair and drive them to madness!

Yin Hang felt that if he looked at it again, he would really die. The sword intent on the Immortal Sword Diagram would pierce his heart and annihilate his soul!

"This is the swordsmanship training method you want to learn."

Qin Zijun casually tossed the brush aside and flicked the ordinary Xuan paper with her finger.

High-quality Xuan paper used to be readily available for a small fee.

After Qin Zijun painted this immortal sword, it became a coveted treasure for everyone in the cultivation world, and a sword master whom sword cultivators worshipped!

It could even be said that even a powerful expert at the Taiqing Realm would have the delusion of abandoning their cultivation and switching to sword cultivation if they saw this picture.

"Methods of spiritual practice?"

Yin Hang's eyes widened, as if he felt that this was completely different from the cultivation method he had imagined.

Qin Zijun chuckled and said, "Then what do you think cultivation methods are? Are they obscure and difficult-to-understand texts? Or a blueprint with acupoints?"

"The so-called spiritual practice lies in 'intention' and 'the Way'."

"The Tao and its meaning are difficult to describe in words; no language is sufficient to describe the Tao of a cultivator."

"The ancient Daoist sayings can be done, but since I shattered the ancient heavens, the ancient Daoist sayings have lost their very foundation."

"Therefore, the truly great masters who can establish their own schools of thought will transform their own path into a 'visualization diagram' and seal their own path within it."

"The techniques passed down in the sect that can be recorded in words are actually the keys to unlocking these visualization diagrams."

"Once a true disciple of the sect receives these keys to the cultivation methods, they can comprehend the great Dao left behind by the patriarch before the visualization diagram, thus becoming a true disciple of the sect and cultivating the techniques and supernatural powers. Do you understand this?"

Yin Hang listened to Qin Zijun's explanation in a daze.

He didn't understand what ancient Taoist sayings were, nor did he know what the ancient heavens were, but just hearing the name made him feel that it was very powerful.

And this incredibly powerful thing was cleaved in two by Brother Qin?

However, he did understand the visualization diagram.

Just treat it as a cultivation method recorded in a book or jade slip.

Yin Hang exclaimed excitedly, "So, Brother Qin, if I just meditate in front of this visualization diagram, I can learn this sword cultivation method and become a sword immortal?"

Qin Zijun nodded, then shook her head: "Theoretically, that's true. Most sects also have some written cultivation techniques for their disciples to practice."

"These kinds of cultivation techniques are usually very common, and most of them were created by cultivators below the level of Dongxuan Zhenjun."

"Only Dao Lords and cultivators at higher levels can pass on their Dao by transforming it into a visualization diagram."

"But since this technique was created by a cultivator at the Dao Lord realm or above, the difficulty of the Great Dao within it is indescribable."

"Naturally, even if ordinary people are in front of a visualization diagram, they won't be able to comprehend anything or cultivate any Dharma."

"Why do you think those sects only recruit disciples with high comprehension and talent? It's because if you don't have that comprehension and talent, you can't even get into the sect."

At this point, Qin Zijun sighed softly again: "...If for several generations a sect cannot find disciples with sufficient comprehension and talent to cultivate the true techniques, this sect will soon decline and even be destroyed, and all its techniques will be stolen."

"The more powerful the founders of a sect are, the more difficult it is to pass on their teachings, because their path to enlightenment is too difficult to cultivate."

As soon as Qin Zijun finished speaking, Yin Hang's face fell, and he almost burst into tears.

Brother Qin, didn't you just say I have poor talent and average comprehension? And now you're doing this to me?

It's like putting a lustful man in a chair, with a beautiful woman in front of him striking seductive poses, but he can't even touch her.

No, what's most infuriating is that this beautiful woman is your own wife, and another man is groping her while giving you a wicked smile!

Qin Zijun was unaware of Yin Hang's peculiar metaphor.

He could only smile at the sorrow on Yin Hang's face, which was about to burst into tears, and then changed the subject, saying, "Of course, I'm talking about other people."

"But it's not a problem for me."

"Normally, to perform visualization, one needs an elder present to support them."

"Otherwise, the great Dao of this senior master would be so powerful that an ordinary cultivator would be annihilated with just a glance, let alone a mortal who could possibly fathom its mysteries."

"But you just glanced at this visualization diagram and you didn't die."

Yin Hang's lips twitched slightly. He had a feeling that Brother Qin was deliberately teasing him, so he asked at the opportune moment, "Then why is that, Brother Qin?"

Qin Zijun, who loved to teach, said calmly, "I have placed a restriction on this visualization diagram. It will reveal the Great Dao that you can understand and observe, based on your cultivation level."

"Regardless of your talent or comprehension, you can always gradually understand and practice. Even if it takes a lot of time and effort, it's still better than not understanding at all."

"No one but me can do this."

"That's why I say that I never look at a person's aptitude or talent when accepting disciples, but only at their character. Of course, the higher their aptitude or talent, the better, since I don't like teaching stupid or mediocre people."

Qin Zijun's gaze fell on Yin Hang, and she calmly smiled, "Considering the not-so-small karma between us in this life, I'll reluctantly teach you a lesson, you fool."

"But as I said before, I can only guarantee the lower limit of your cultivation. As for the upper limit, that depends on yourself."

Even though Yin Hang was still completely ignorant about the cultivation world, he knew that he had received an incredible opportunity.

His childhood friendship with Qin Zijun gave him this opportunity.

He solemnly performed a Taoist salute: "Thank you, Brother Qin. I don't care what level I can reach in my cultivation."

"I am already extremely grateful to Brother Qin for imparting the great Dao."

Qin Zijun waved her hand noncommittally: "There's no need to be so serious. Just sit down in front of the visualization diagram and clear your mind to visualize."

Yin Hang nodded vigorously.

He walked up to the visualization diagram and mustered up the courage to take a look.

The image of the immortal sword was still sharp and dazzling, but it no longer had that overwhelming sense of terror, the despair of being pierced by ten thousand swords in the next instant.

He first bowed three times to the visualization image to establish a sense of ritual before sitting down in front of it and calming his mind to visualize.

These basic methods of spiritual practice were all learned at the Administration Bureau.

Director Peng once said that if you are fortunate enough to practice any method left by a senior master, you should pay your respects and kneel in worship, and it would be best to offer some incense.

Know that the Dharma is not transmitted to outsiders; to receive the true transmission of the Great Dharma is an immense and fortunate destiny.

Seeing that Yin Hang understood the basic cultivation methods and didn't need her to teach him, Qin Zijun glanced at him and then ignored him, continuing to watch videos to pass the time.

Given Qin Zijun's temperament, even if Yin Hang doesn't understand, he can patiently teach him.

But it's certainly good if it saves you time.

Besides, he wasn't lying. Although he didn't have high requirements for his disciples' talent and comprehension, he didn't like teaching mediocre people.

Time passed, I don't know how much.

When night fell, Yin Hang suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt different from before; his body seemed to have become stronger, more robust, and lighter.

Especially within his body, there seemed to be an extremely faint sword aura!

Yin Hang jumped up excitedly, stammering, "Brother Qin! I've already reached the second level of Body Tempering!"

"Um."

Qin Zijun responded, still watching the video.

Yin Hang then noticed that it was already dark outside, and he estimated that he had been cultivating for several hours.

There was a takeout meal left on the table next to them, which Qin Zijun must have ordered.

He asked in surprise, "Brother Qin, do you need to eat something?"

Qin Zijun chuckled and said, "All the flavors of life, whether it's eating or sleeping, are, in my view, a form of spiritual practice."

"Of course I can choose not to eat, but since I can taste it, why torture myself?"

Yin Hang scratched his head and said, "Isn't it said that these mortal grains are too dirty and will pollute one's immortal body if eaten?"

Qin Zijun thought to herself, "Where did you get this novel setting from? If eating these mortal grains would corrupt a celestial body, then if you threw your poop on a god's face, would he become a mortal?"

Hearing Qin Zijun's rather vulgar words, Yin Hang gave an awkward smile.

He then added, "By the way, Brother Qin, it seems I've cultivated a sword aura within my body?"

Qin Zijun explained, "Sword cultivators are different from ordinary cultivators. Ordinary cultivators only generate magical power at the second stage, the Qi Refining Realm."

"But sword cultivators are too domineering. They generate sword energy during the body tempering stage to forge their own bodies."

"In this way, this body can display those incredibly powerful sword techniques and divine abilities."

Qin Zijun leaned back in his gaming chair and said, "It's late enough, you should go back and rest. Take that visualization diagram with you, and while you're at it, throw my takeout downstairs."

"Since I lack talent, I should practice visualization meditation more. I should make sure that the visualization diagrams are not seen by others, as they may attract the covetous eyes of some practitioners."

As she spoke, Qin Zijun glanced at the night sky outside the window, her eyes deep and unfathomable: "The spiritual energy of this world has been restored, and the Great Dao is as vast as the primordial chaos. This presents a major problem."

Yin Hang, who had a knack for making excuses, immediately chimed in, "What big problem?"

Qin Zijun said in a low voice, "The secrets of heaven are unknown, and no divination or numerology can predict the future."

"That's why I told you to be careful with that visualization diagram and not let anyone see it. Before the secrets of heaven are clear, no one can see through the future, so they can't avoid misfortune or detect danger in advance."

"All foresight relies on that mysterious and elusive intuition that precedes danger."

Yin Hang suddenly realized.

Those with great supernatural powers can usually predict the secrets of heaven, and thus foresee danger in advance.

But now, this ability to predict the secrets of heaven has failed.

Brother Qin meant that if he were to be plotted against, he wouldn't be able to foresee it; he would only sense it when it happened.

Therefore, Brother Qin may not be able to save him in time.

Yin Hang solemnly said, "I understand, Brother Qin, but now that I have obtained this great destiny, it is only right that I should encounter danger."

Qin Zijun clapped her hands and laughed, "That's good. You have such understanding and mindset, that's excellent."

Yin Hang carefully folded the visualization diagram and put it into his inner pocket.

Qin Zijun casually said, "You don't need to worry about damaging it. It contains the essence of my swordsmanship. That piece of Xuan paper is no ordinary thing and it's not so easy to break."

"Even if you die, it will remain perfectly intact."

Yin Hang's face darkened; he felt that Brother Qin was really not tactful in his words.

He bid farewell to Qin Zijun, saying, "Then I'm leaving, Brother Qin! I'll let you know immediately if anything happens with the government."

Yin Hang secretly decided that he would do his best to be Qin Ge's undercover agent in the government.

Qin Zijun didn't take it to heart and simply responded.

Yin Hang then left reluctantly.

……

at the same time,

Peng Shaoxun boarded a plane to the capital, preparing to go to the sect.

When the plane landed at the capital airport, Peng Shaoxun did not enter the terminal like a regular passenger.

Holding his identification, he quickly arrived at a helicopter landing pad at the airport, boarded a helicopter, and headed straight for the outskirts of the capital.

In the western suburbs of the capital, there is a mountain.

More than 30 years ago, the government, in the name of the state, spent a huge sum of money to build a vast Taoist temple here, which has since been known as the number one Taoist temple in the world.

This Taoist temple is different from ordinary Taoist temples. It does not usually accept any worshippers, but only accepts worshippers to offer incense on important festivals such as the Spring Festival and the Double Ninth Festival.

After this Taoist temple was built, it became the subject of many incredible legends.

For example, some sick worshippers went to the Taoist temple to offer incense and their condition recovered afterward, and even many long-standing illnesses were cured.

Such rumors are numerous, so whenever the Taoist temple is open, worshippers flock there in droves.

Peng Shaoxun knew that these rumors were not false; they were all true.

That Taoist temple was his sect, the Yuanshi Daluo Sect!

The Ling Mountain where the sect is located is one of the few blessed lands after the revival of spiritual energy, and the quality of spiritual energy there far exceeds that of other places.

Then, a sect leader set up an array to seize the spiritual energy from countless surrounding mountains, making this sacred mountain full of immortal energy.

Ordinary mortals' illnesses will naturally be cured under the nourishment of such powerful spiritual energy.

The helicopter landed ten kilometers from Lingshan, and he then drove another ten kilometers to finally reach the foot of the mountain.

Upon reaching the summit, Peng Shaoxun took a deep breath, feeling the magical power within his body surge with joy.

This mountain exudes a vibrant spiritual energy, with rugged rocks, clear streams, and breathtakingly emerald green hues.

Just like the area here has undergone commercial transformation, a cluster of buildings is faintly visible on the mountainside.

Those buildings are all villas, but each villa is not large and they are arranged in a staggered manner.

These villas were all residences of high-ranking officials and nobles.

Within this sacred mountain, nourished by spiritual energy, even mortals experience extended lifespans.

Those officials would stay here whenever they had something to do.

Therefore, it can be concluded that those who can own a villa here are high-ranking officials and truly powerful people.

Even so, there are requirements on the size of the villas here. Even if you are one of the seven members of the highest council of the government, your residence here will not be too big.

Peng Shaoxun withdrew his gaze and shook his head secretly.

If he could, he would prefer to stay at the mountain gate for quiet meditation rather than become the director of some bureau in Qiantang City.

But there was nothing he could do. As an outer disciple of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect, he could only obey the agreement signed between the sect and the government and go out to work.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a figure ahead, and it was someone I knew.

Peng Shaoxun was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward, calling out, "Senior brother, junior sister, wait for me!"

The two people stopped in their tracks upon hearing his shout.

The man in the lead was tall and dressed in casual clothes; he was no more than two years older than Peng Shaoxun.

That was Zeng Zheng, Peng Shaoxun's senior brother and the person he admired.

The reason for my envy is that Senior Brother Zeng Zheng is an inner disciple.

The outer disciples recruited by the Yuanshi Daluo Sect are all modern people who are not reincarnations; they entered the sect to cultivate from a young age.

In this era of spiritual revival, those who can cultivate to the fourth level of inner alchemy before the age of forty can enter the inner sect and become formal disciples.

Zeng Zheng is the peerless genius who has cultivated to the Inner Core Realm, while Peng Shaoxun is only at the third level of the Divine Cultivation Realm. He only has eight years left to enter the Inner Core Realm.

Beside Zeng Zheng was a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties, with striking features and a high nose bridge; she was a very pretty woman.

Wearing a beige coat and high heels, she climbed the mountain with ease, exuding a simple and elegant charm.

This woman is named Pang Wanyi. She is Peng Shaoxun's junior sister. It is said that her family is an official family and quite distinguished.

"Junior Brother Peng!"

"Senior Brother Peng!"

After the three exchanged greetings, Peng Shaoxun remarked, "I didn't expect the government to send the two of you as well. By the way, Junior Sister Pang, when will the Empress emerge from seclusion?"

All three of them are more or less involved in this incident.

My senior brother was once a high-ranking official in the Administration Bureau and also an inner disciple of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect. He was sent here to serve as a link between the government and the sect.

Peng Shaoxun is the director of the Qiantang City Administration Bureau, and Qin Zijun is in Qiantang City, so he has no choice but to come.

As for my junior sister, she's even more remarkable.

That Empress Jiang was once the emperor of a celestial dynasty, and she was never short of servants.

The government then sent Pang Wanyi, a woman of good family background and a disciple of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect, to serve as her maid.

It may seem like a job that requires serving others, but it is something that many people envy.

The Empress cultivated the method of governing the dynasty, which ordinary people could not and would not attempt to cultivate.

But she was once a Taiqing Realm cultivator and was very knowledgeable about all kinds of methods.

Being a maidservant by the Empress's side, serving as a saint of the Taiqing Realm, and receiving her guidance at all times—that is a blessing that many people cannot attain.

Even in the cultivation world, countless people would vie for this position.

Although she is young, she is about to break through to the Inner Core Realm, which is one of the benefits of being by the side of a master.

Pang Wanyi smiled gently and said, "I don't know when the Empress will emerge from seclusion, but I really want to see the Empress's husband when she was a mortal."

Peng Shaoxun shook his head repeatedly: "I can't let you see him, that's against the rules."

Pang Wanyi chuckled: "I was just saying. I wouldn't dare go to see her. What if the Empress comes out of seclusion and blames me?"

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue, looking playful and cute.

The three met and chatted and laughed as they went up the mountain together.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Taoist temple, one sees the inscription "Yuanshi Daluo Sect".

Immediately, the three senior and junior disciples stiffened and dared not say another word, quietly stepping into the sect.

Within the sect, a fellow disciple who was cultivating led them to the Ancestral Hall.

Inside the Ancestral Hall, two people were chatting idly.

One of the elderly men had a gaunt face and wore a simple Taoist robe. His hair was loosely tied into a Taoist bun with a few strands of silver hair hanging down beside his ears.

This old man is none other than the current sect master of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect, a great supernatural being who was once a saint of the Taiqing Realm, the Daoist Xuanwei.

Beside him stood a young woman.

Upon seeing the woman, Peng Shaoxun and his two fellow disciples experienced a sudden, overwhelming shock.

The woman was dressed in an elegant white dress, which perfectly accentuated her graceful and slender figure.

Her face was beautiful and refined, her skin was as white as snow, and so delicate that there was not a single flaw.

Her features are exquisitely crafted, as if they were masterpieces sculpted by the divine hand of nature, devoid of any earthly concerns, exuding a transcendent and sacred purity.

She simply stood there, exuding an indescribable elegance and an inexplicable sense of antiquity, like a fairy descended from the heavens, enough to make any man or woman in the world feel ashamed of themselves.

The three siblings were all captivated by the goddess until a piercing sword light flashed past, jolting them awake from their daze. Startled, they hastily bowed in respect.

"Disciple Zeng Zheng (Peng Shaoxun, Pang Wanyi) greets Master and Aunt!"

Master Xuanwei said gently, "Get up. I know the general outline of what happened to that empress."

"The government has summoned you here to have you explain in detail."

"Tell me everything you know."

The three quickly replied, "Yes, Master!"

They meticulously recounted what they knew to Master Xuanwei.

After listening, Master Xuanwei remained noncommittal and did not respond. He simply said to the three of them, "It is a rare opportunity for you three to return to the sect. Take this chance to cultivate diligently."

The three disciples bowed again and left.

After the three left, Master Xuanwei turned to the fairy-like woman beside him and said, "Grandmaster..."

He had barely opened his mouth when Lou Guanxue interrupted him: "Now that we have all been reincarnated, there is no need to follow the old generational hierarchy."

"We cultivators value strength above all else. Since we were both at the Taiqing Realm in our first lives, we can address each other as senior and junior brothers."

"If there are any reincarnations of our sect in the future, they will be ranked according to their cultivation level, and then according to their age based on the time they have lived."

After a pause, Lou Guanxue continued, "You don't need to worry about the position of sect leader. I cultivate the way of the sword and forge ahead relentlessly. I am not good at sect management."

"You are the restorer of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect, and the position of sect leader should rightfully belong to you."

Master Xuanwei, having once been a Saint of the Taiqing Realm, naturally wouldn't hesitate and immediately smiled, saying, "In that case, this old Daoist will shamelessly call you Senior Sister, Ancestor!"

Lou Guanxue was the second leader of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect.

In her first life, Master Xuanwei was hundreds of thousands of years younger than her. When he dominated his era, Lou Guanxue had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years.

If seniority were determined by age, things would get chaotic. This Taiqing Realm cultivator might even have to call a future reincarnated Outer Realm cultivator his ancestor.

"The arrival of our disciples just now interrupted our conversation."

Master Xuanwei stroked his white beard and said.

Lou Guanxue nodded slightly, her voice as clear and crisp as the snow of the Tianshan Mountains: "How was Master described in later generations?"

Master Xuanwei sat up straight, his expression solemn, and he said with a hint of excitement, "In later generations, the Taiyi Ancestor was known as the Ancestor of All Laws and the Master of Immortals."

People all respect him, calling him the greatest in wisdom, comprehension, talent, innate ability, Taoist magic, sorcery, demonic magic, Buddhist magic, swordsmanship, and Confucianism throughout history.

A shimmering light flashed in Lou Guanxue's clear eyes, like a snow lotus melting.

She looked up at the outside and smiled lightly: "Master is always like this. He is number one in everything. People in this world are just picking up his leftovers."

A flicker of nostalgia, longing, respect, and a deeply hidden... profound admiration flashed in her eyes.