The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 197 Juntian Dao Palace
Ever since that day when the Cihang followers caused trouble, the man from the Juntian Taoist Palace used his great power to wipe out most of their memories and gave them a light punishment and a severe warning.

Even if the Buddhist masters in the Imperial Master's Mansion took action, they were helpless.

The families of the believers were even more terrified and did not dare to let them participate. They just wanted them to lose their memories and live a good life at home. They also kept a distance from the various Buddhist masters in charge of Cihang Pudu.

As ordinary people, they dare not get involved in the dispute over religious lineages!
Moreover, ever since the great overseas Dharma Master who lived in the Juntian Palace cast a spell that day, the strong wind that had been lingering over Huaxu all day long had disrupted the divine power of the two masters, Cihang Pudu and Duchenghuang.

Now in the Huaxu Imperial Capital, not only the perception of the military generals, but even the spiritual thoughts of the alchemists and the two great masters are not allowed to leave the palace. Once the spiritual thoughts leave the body, they will be blown away into smoke and annihilated into nothingness by the Samadhi Divine Wind in just a few breaths.

To this day, the divine wind still surrounds the city, and no one can break it!

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And inside Juntian Palace.

Young Emperor Feng Qing was sitting on a cushion under Wu Yong, with Master Wu Lie preparing spiritual food for him every day and Manager Wu Feng refining the Yi Wood Spirit Pill to help him circulate his qi. In three days he could distinguish the five elements, in seven days he could feel the vitality, and on the tenth day he was full of spiritual light and was born with the energy of a yellow bud.

"The path to immortality is based on Dharma, wealth, companionship, and land, which are the four elements."

"You have the royal family to support you, you have fine food, and you have the imperial physician to regulate the five elements and yin and yang. Your starting point is definitely not low."

"You have sufficient spiritual roots and a perfect Dantian. You only need to open up the Qi Sea and Dantian, and you can take the first step into the immortal path and improve your essence and refine your Qi."

Wu Yong sat high up on the first seat, and the sound of his true words echoed throughout the hall.

"The human body has a great storehouse, containing 180,000 orifices, three dantians, twelve regular meridians, and eight extraordinary meridians..."

"What is Dantian? It is the place where the elixir appears and where the mind is focused."

"The upper Dantian is the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, also known as the Niwan Palace, which is where the spirit is hidden."

"The middle dantian is located at the Tanzhong acupoint. It is the ancestral home where all qi returns to its origin and the root of the qi path."

"The lower Dantian is three inches below the navel. It is the source of life and the place where essence is stored."

"You are a cultivator of the Dan Ding Dao, the ancient wind path scripture, the upper Dantian is the root of sex, and the lower Dantian is the root of life. You seek to cultivate sex and life together, and transcend immortality."

"The upper and lower Dantian are the tools for you to achieve enlightenment. They are the foundation of your life. You must adhere to them and practice them with all your heart, without being disturbed by external demons..."

The chief Dharma Master explained to the young emperor the principles of cultivation and what he was good at.

The young man was listening with fascination, but suddenly he realized that the Dharma Master had missed something, so he asked hurriedly:

"Master, I, the Dan Ding Dao, guard the upper and lower Dantians, and cultivate both the nature and life. Does that mean there are other Daos? Then the middle Dantian is useless? What about the 180,000 acupoints?"

This question made the corners of the mouths of the cultivators beside the palace twitch, and they didn't know what to say...

Other ways, how can I, a Dan Ding cultivator, know how to cultivate other ways? The human body has 180,000 acupoints, but you are lucky to find 180 of them, but that is only in theory...

This kid, what kind of bullshit is this?

However, the Dharma Master at the top looked at Feng Qing gently and explained everything patiently.

"There are four major ways to become immortals. One is to practice Qi, which is what you guessed. It is to cultivate Qi in the middle Dantian, where all Qi returns to the origin. It is divided into five elements and six Qi. The Dantian produces a breath of Hunyuan ancestral Qi, which combines the Qi with the spirit and the Qi with the essence. The body returns to one Qi and ascends to the ninth heaven, becoming a supreme immortal."

"The second is the alchemy cauldron for dual cultivation of body and soul."

"Three is the way of talismans. This way focuses on the cultivation of the upper elixir field. It is a tradition bestowed from the three heavenly masters: the heavenly official bestows blessings, the earthly official forgives sins, and the water official relieves disasters. It is bestowed from the top to the bottom."

"The fourth is the external alchemy path. It is said that once a pill of immortality enters my stomach, I will ascend to heaven immediately. I practice this path. This path does not require any elixir field. It borrows all things and makes them enter my elixir. However, this elixir is the most difficult to practice..."

"In addition to these four, there are also those who specialize in refining the spirit and become free and easy immortals; those who use a breath of Taiyin Qi to cultivate a body that does not fade away and become Taiyin Corpse Immortals; those who shed their body and shed their body, but whose spirit remains for a long time and survives alone in the world, can also be called Corpse Reincarnation Immortals; those who specialize in cultivating the spirit and soul, seize the body of an ancient wild beast, and occupy the nest of a magpie. They can live for more than hundreds of thousands of years and move mountains and seas. They are also called Spiritual Immortals..."

There are so many talented and learned cultivators in the world, and no one can say for sure how many paths to immortality there are.

However, the paths to immortality are different after all, and there must always be a distinction between the upper and lower paths. Hence, there are titles such as Daluo Shangzhen, Taiyi Zhengzong, and Side Door Zhengfa, etc. There is no need to explain these in detail.

"There are 180,000 acupuncture points, but it seems that few people practice this method."

Wu Yong was suddenly startled, as he expected that Jiuzhou had not yet cultivated the Taoist tradition of cultivating the nine realms and ten directions of the human body's infinite great acupoints.

"I have some knowledge of this martial art, but it is limited to the 365 major acupoints of the Zhoutian..."

"I have heard that in ancient times there were two sects that cultivated the infinite acupoints in the ten directions. One was the Ziwei Xingchen sect, which refined the acupoints in the ten directions, just like the 180,000 stars, and proved the true body of gods and demons. But I don't know whether it was the way of immortals or the way of gods. The second sect was the way of earthly immortals, with thousands of acupoints as they wished, and each acupoint was a world. They could be called the ancestors of earthly immortals!"

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Wu Yong explained the various Taoist traditions and Taoist principles in a very clear manner, and even many of the contents were heard for the first time by the Jindan Master present.

So there are so many ways to become an immortal? The cultivators in the field thought to themselves, but they listened carefully.

After Wu Yong explained and answered his questions, Wu Lie lifted a bronze tripod with one hand. The tripod was filled with spiritual liquid. He only needed to use a secret method to refine it for several hours. Finally, he could open up the Dantian Qi Sea for the young emperor and form a vortex of spiritual energy within the Qi Sea. Compared with those casual cultivators in Qingyun Realm who spent decades honing their aura, he could save more than ten years of hard work.

"Boy, there's no point in thinking so much."

"Follow me to the West Hall and open your sea of ​​energy. If you can do it, you will have the qualifications to practice cultivation."

If the Qi Sea is defective, it will be difficult to build the foundation in the alchemy cauldron.

Cultivation is difficult and this is the first risk. It depends on whether the first brick of cultivation is solid enough.

Upon hearing this, Young Emperor Feng Qing felt a little nervous, saying that he had finally waited until this day.

Feng Qing was excited. He first bowed to Wu Yong who was sitting on the seat, then slowly retreated to the front hall, called the chief steward, and then followed Wu Lie to the side hall.

I have worked hard for decades, just waiting for this day.

Feng Qing was born into a royal family, and had been exposed to a lot of military training, medicine, and astronomy. But the more he came into contact with the way of immortality, the more he felt that it was a cultivation civilization that combined the human body with the way of heaven. It was even more different from the military training who were still pondering the inner vision of the real person, and the alchemists who practiced by borrowing the law.

If one succeeds in practicing Qigong, he can live two to three decades.

If the foundation is successfully laid, one will be immune to diseases and can live for three hundred years or more; if the evil spirits are cleansed, one can live for four hundred years.

It has only been seven hundred years since the Imperial Master Cihang began to save people, and nine emperors of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty have died.

It is rumored that those who have achieved the third level of golden elixir, even if the elixir is the lowest grade, can live for at least 800 years; after the golden elixir gives birth to an infant and someone becomes a perfect great master of the third level, their lifespan can be over a thousand years. Even the longest-lived great master Qingmu lived to be 2,400 years old before he passed away.

Once you enter the fourth stage of the Yuanshen Dao, the number of years is measured in thousands of years. It is truly the immortal and holy path...

Feng Qing's mind was full of random thoughts. Following Wu Lie, his thoughts had long drifted to who knows where. For this reason, the general manager who was in charge of all matters of Fuyao immediately stopped and looked back at him sternly. "How can you open up the way when your breathing is disordered and your mind is upset?"

"You can sit alone in the side hall and meditate for three hours. When your mind is calm, you can come back to open up the path."

Wu Lie flicked his Taoist robe and opened the doors and windows of the side hall. With a gust of wind, the bronze tripod weighing thousands of pounds was blown down to the top of the side hall like a fallen leaf, and it lifted the weight with ease without damaging the ground at all.

Feng Qing's face turned bitter when he heard that, but even though he had been practicing Taoism in Juntian Palace for decades, the majesty of the chief steward was deeply rooted in people's hearts. He had personally seen the chief steward summon a hundred-foot tornado with his right hand, use the wind as a stick, and smash a low mountain hundreds of meters high on the outskirts of Huaxu with one blow, and then take out the chalcedony hidden in it. In a moment, he was opening the mountain and splitting the rocks to get the jade. It was truly horrifying.

At least his uncle, General Huo Wu, is most likely not as good as the Grand Eunuch, or maybe even far inferior?
Seeing that the chief steward had an unchanging expression, Feng Qing did not dare to speak. He sat obediently in the middle of the side hall, looking at the huge cauldron as tall as a person, closing his eyes and concentrating...

This really surprised the eunuchs and commanders serving outside the Juntian Palace. When did the young emperor become so well-behaved?
But at this moment.

Three black dragons appeared from the sky outside Huaxu, and the people of Huaxu were extremely frightened!
During the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, there was a dragon called Cangze that flooded an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles. The southern half of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty turned into a swamp, and hundreds of millions of people died. The ghosts of the unjustly killed filled the City of the Dead of Heishan Lord alive, making him a judge of ghosts.

Dragon is a very evil sign.

"Could it be that the descendants of that old dragon have gone mad?"

The emperor's ten divisions, with more than 100,000 soldiers, were stationed in the south of the city. The leader, General Cui of Zhenxi, picked up the black iron bow that was as good as a crossbow, bent the bow, drew the arrow, and went straight for the black dragon in the front.

Dragon sons and grandsons, if he and others were in the Canglong Lake, no one would want to poke the dragon's nest, but if they went ashore, haha...

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, I heard a shout from inside Huaxu.

A ray of silver light came from behind but arrived first, instantly deflecting the giant arrow of General Cui and nailing it to a rock outside the city, then blasting the rock into pieces with a loud bang.

When the soldiers heard the voice and looked, they saw a strong and experienced Taoist with white beard. He was wearing green scale armor and a wide black robe. He held a golden bow in his hand. A misty aura was circling around the bow. It looked like a magic bow.

The old Taoist took a step and in a moment he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and went directly to the top of the city wall.

"This is the guardian deity of our way, and the one sitting below is the ghost dragon he raises."

"The old Taoist has come here to greet you so that you won't offend me."

The voice just fell.

Two figures jumped down from the ghost dragon in the sky. First, a ghostly white wolf fell to the ground. Its body, nearly a hundred feet tall, was almost level with the outer wall of Huaxu. As the wolf's head turned around, its ferocious aura instantly rushed to the faces of the soldiers, making them blush and unable to stop the anger in their hearts.

The next moment, a small part of the Huaxu land shook again, and a black figure that was a head taller stomped heavily on the ground. His body was covered with black mist, and only the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen. There was a huge ghost dragon entwined around his body, but the dragon's body seemed to have suffered considerable damage, and bones were visible in several places, as if it had just experienced a formidable battle.

Yin Erlang transformed into a skeleton with a coiled dragon, looked coldly at the army on the city wall, and suppressed his murderous intent. He looked at Wu Feng and said:
"Where is the master? What is the meaning of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty court now?"

Wu Feng was also shocked when he saw the two of them looking so embarrassed, and immediately said:
"The master is in the inner city. His Majesty the Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the master are having a very pleasant conversation. But the Imperial Master is a little bit impatient with us?"

"It's just a beast. Can he tolerate it?"

Yin Jilang said in a hoarse and cold voice.

"It doesn't matter. We will come back and kill the beast for the master."

"Very, I had a terrible time in Nan Canglongze this time. That evil old dragon was really something. He chased me for thousands of miles and I almost..."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Erlang suddenly thought of something. His eyes hidden in the black mist looked coldly at the army on the city wall and then spoke.

"Take me back to see the master first. I need the master's energy to stabilize my injuries."

Yin Erlang-Yin Wu's face turned dark, and he urged Wu Feng to say goodbye to the Huaxu guard, and the three of them rode a dragon straight into Juntian Palace.

Only the soldiers of the town were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

But those who were smart among them had roughly guessed where the guardian deity of the Immortal Kingdom had returned from. Based on the few words he had heard, he might have come from the Canglong Lake in the south?

Wow, that Dharma Master has so many talented people under his command?

The Demonic Hand, a puppet girl who can fight against the national teacher.

The evil woman who poisoned the real person to death.

The guardian blood god who turned into a bloody hell and came down to punish the human world.

Now there are two more guardian gods who dare to ride the ghost dragon across the True Dragon Swamp?

It is rumored that the Dharma Master of the Immortal Kingdom has set his eyes on the spiritual veins of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Could it be that these two went there to explore the way and got tricked?
Countless thoughts flashed through General Cui's mind, but he still didn't know what the key point was. He just shook his head and got rid of all the distracting thoughts.

"Nothing, continue patrolling."

The military commander would report to the court, and they would only need to patrol a few dozen miles around Huaxu.

But the soldiers couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Ever since the Immortal Kingdom's Taoist army entered the city, the giant puppets, dragon horses, auspicious clouds, demon soldiers and generals, and now this huge guardian deity over a hundred feet tall, have been attacking them one after another, severely destroying their three views.

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And the Juntian Palace.

Yin Erlang's voice arrived before he arrived, crying out in sorrow:

"My Lord! That Taoist priest from the Yuan family used nothing but soldiers. He made me get chased by that evil dragon for thousands of miles. If I hadn't gone to the pagoda to lock my skeleton and if the Seven Killings Spirit hadn't transformed into a ghost dragon, I would have died."

"Master!"

During the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Yin Erlang and Man Li were borrowed because the Taoist Emperor Penglai wanted to wipe out the Canglong Lake.

But who is Yuan Zhong? The Penglai Taoist army was able to attack the Eastern Zhou head-on, but he set up a trap on all sides and ambushed them from all sides. Now, the big dragon in the swamp and its five sons, six big dragons, killed them seven times. Four mages died on the spot, and the Penglai Taoist army was washed away everywhere by the flood...

Yin Erlang was the unlucky guy who was targeted by the old dragon. If it weren’t for Qi Sha Yuan Shen transforming into a ghost dragon, he would have been fed to the dragon.

Finally, Taoist General Qingyuan reorganized his Taoist army and asked Taoist official Yuan to block the road to the East China Sea. The Taoist camp of Qing family led the army to charge and killed three dragon sons in a row. They also used the Taiyin Divine Banner to cast a spell to freeze most of the Dragon Lake, thus trapping the old dragon in the shallows.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhong saw that Yin Erlang's soul was injured, so he gave him a lot of elixirs and precious medicines, which allowed him to come to Wu Yong to recuperate.

(End of this chapter)