This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 267 The First Day of Abstinence

Wudang Mountain, Xuanwu Tongchu Palace.

Xiang Yuan was sitting in the imperial chair with his back leaning back. On the desk in front of him were two secretaries, one black and one white.

All along, Xiang Yuan thought he was an unwavering black silk party member, until this moment he realized that he had been narrow-minded before.

Treat everyone equally.JPG
Because of Guan Yan's appearance, Bai Ze was very excited. When she was reporting on her work, she seemed to be unable to speak unless she was sitting at her desk.

Guan Yan is a secretary. When she was a civil servant in her early years, her parents were her superiors. It was impossible for her to sit at the desk and talk when reporting work.

I am just unlucky now and have suffered an unexpected disaster. I really thought that the office of Emperor Zhenwu looks like this.

In order to repay the kindness of Emperor Zhenwu, Guan Yan did whatever Bai Ze did, and dared not say or ask.

Seeing that the intern was ambitious and determined to go against him, Bai Ze became even more excited.

Xiang Yuan saw through their thoughts and knew very well that it was just a simple misunderstanding. Bai Ze thought too much and Guan Yan thought too little. The two lacked effective communication, and a series of mistakes led to the current situation.

But he did not resolve the misunderstanding, choosing to stand by and watch, not getting involved.

He wanted to see how this farce would end!

By the way, I can also study the art of balancing water. It is always good to have more skills. One more skill means one more way to make a living. This skill will definitely be useful in the Qianyuan Realm.

Xiang Yuan was curious about the slap from the sky by the Buddha and was worried that the Emperor of Heaven would change the plot, so he stayed in the Heavenly Realm for 49 days. He just returned from the Heavenly Peace Conference today and lamented that the Buddha's big fist was really strong and brutal. Not to mention the Monkey King Sun Wukong, even if it were him, the True Martial Emperor, he might not be able to withstand it even if he tried his best.

Although both are the Five Elders of the Five Directions, the fighting power of Zhenwu Emperor and Buddha is not at the same level at all.

If we look into it more deeply, it seems, perhaps, or possibly that the Great Emperor Zhenwu is no match for the Great Bodhisattva Guanyin.

Mr. Bai Yue doted on him, which was why he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.

These are not the main points, they are all false divine powers anyway. If you insist on distinguishing which one is stronger and which one is weaker, you will only become obsessed with illusions and fall behind. The key is to appreciate the Buddha's big bag up close, observe its appearance, imitate its shape, and transform it into the Cloud-Grabbing Hand, and improve your ability to change into a thousand different forms.

A white light bloomed in Xiang Yuan's eyes and the water curtain in front of him glowed, repeatedly replaying the scene after Sun Wukong rushed out of the Tushita Palace.

The good monkey, holding an iron stick, killed his way from the east road of Penglai to the south road of Kunlun, and forced the Four Heavenly Kings to stay in seclusion and the Nine Star Gods to close their doors to visitors. In front of the Lingxiao Palace, he used a magic skill of having three heads and six arms, and fought against all the heroes, reaching the peak of the monkey family.

Then the Buddha came and said that Sun Wukong was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. He slapped him in the face and turned him into a monkey, and pressed him under the Five Finger Mountain.

At this time, the monkey was like a qualified villain. Whatever Tathagata asked, the monkey answered and repeated all his skills like naming a dish.

With a cry of "ah", I got a small single room in the Wuzhishan dormitory.

Xiang Yuan watched the slap again and again, then looked at the Buddha again. What a huge ball of golden light! He was indeed a great and powerful person with both virtue and logic.

In comparison, Taishang Laojun was nothing outstanding. Not only was he pushed down by the monkey, but even the rice cooker in his home was smashed.

It's no wonder that people in later generations translated "tranquility and inaction" into "lazing around", Laojun's performance is too fake and not sincere at all.

Xiang Yuan frowned slightly. In the world of gods, there were five people with great supernatural powers whom he could not see clearly and could not understand. They were Master Jingyun, the Emperor of Heaven, Queen Mother, Taishang Laojun, and Buddha Tathagata.

Master Jingyun commented that the Emperor of Heaven was an ungrateful person.

Based on this, Xiang Yuan speculated that the ability of the Emperor of Heaven was not as good as Jingyun, the Mother of Lishan was just a pseudonym, King Frieza would have subsequent transformations, and the makeshift team of the Heavenly God Realm could achieve today's achievements because Jingyun had made a lot of efforts in the early stages, and his relationship with the Emperor of Heaven was more than just a partnership.

The Emperor of Heaven had nothing to say. The shameless guy actually dared to set his sights on someone's master's long legs. He had no idea at all.

Xiang Yuan cursed and commented for a few times, then looked at the Queen Mother, Laojun, and Buddha. They felt that they were somewhat similar to Sun Wukong. They did not become gods directly by being given a divine title, but were gods created by the Emperor of Heaven through another channel.

Among them, the Queen Mother and the Buddha follow the lead of the Emperor of Heaven, and Laojun's words...

Xiang Yuan had a very subtle feeling, as if he was a creation of the Emperor of Heaven, but also as if he could escape from the Emperor's control at any time. He was too lazy to take care of things, but also didn't want to be managed. He just stood aside silently, watching the changes in the world of gods.

Laojun: I can do whatever I want, but you'd better not talk nonsense in front of me.

"can't read……"

Xiang Yuan murmured to himself, and when he looked back, he saw two more feet on his legs, one black and one white, clearly distinguished.

Xiangyuan: (一`一)
What is this, intrigue?

It’s amazing! It turns out that not only can Zhenwu Emperor’s desk grow secretaries, but Zhenwu Emperor’s legs can also grow secretaries!

If the secretaries dare to grow on the leader’s legs today, they will dare to grow on the leader’s body tomorrow. If this gets out, will the dignity of Emperor Zhenwu still be maintained?
Xiang Yuan kept complaining, and by the time he reacted, the shameless Palu had already made a move. He held one of the feet with one hand, rubbing it with his fingertips as if he was holding a warm and beautiful jade.

Good color matching, it can be called a national treasure.

Snapped! x2
Xiang Yuan treated everyone equally, slapped each of them, and kicked the two disrespectful secretaries out of the office.

It was impossible to continue, this was his first day of abstinence from sex since leaving Zizhulin, it was of great significance and could not be lost.

After everyone left, Xiang Yuan leaned back, the halo of Yama Gate spread out behind him, his body sank into it, and he left the demon world.

It's impossible for him to really wait in the heavenly realm for five hundred years for a movie like Journey to the West. Besides, he has already seen the climax of the show, Havoc in Heaven. Even if the Emperor of Heaven fast-forwarded to five hundred years later and arranged for Sun Wukong to go to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures tomorrow, he still has no interest in watching the movie.

Perhaps this is very important to the Emperor of Heaven, but to someone like him, everything in the Heavenly God Realm is illusory, and the Qianyuan Realm is the foundation.

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Qianyuan boundary, Fengxian County.

Xiang Yuanduan sat on the meditation cushion. He had taken a fifty-day vacation in the heavenly realm. He was full of energy and could not wait to start practicing.

He took out the three paintings given to him by the master of the broken sampan and looked at them one by one.

The first one is a freehand painting of the word "Tao", with people looking at the sky, fish and dragons, heaven, man, mountains and rivers, which is full of profound charm.

Xiang Yuan had never understood it before, or rather, he understood a little, but the more he read, the more confused he became.

During the foundation-building stage, mountains are mountains and water is water. During the innate stage, mountains can be water and water can be mountains.

When one reaches the state of spiritual attainment, when one looks at the painting again, the landscape remains the same, but the person observing the sky has changed.

Xiang Yuan felt dazed for a moment, and was pulled by an invisible force into a quiet world of black and white, full of freehand brushwork.

He stood on a patch of inky black water, the ripples beneath his feet lightly touching the water without making any sound.

All is white in all directions and there is chaos in the distance, as if the world was just created and all things are empty. Only the sky above is painted with thick ink, like an ink painting that is about to be completed, deep and mysterious.

The sky is boundless, its appearance is hard to see, and its meaning is hard to understand.

Looking up into the distance, in the darkness, the clouds changed with the movement of the ink, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing. An invisible hand splashed ink and wrote, outlining the contours of the world.

Suddenly, the clouds rolled, and a real black dragon slowly descended, real and unreal, like a dream. It descended to mid-air, and its body suddenly dispersed, revealing the power of Yin and Yang fish.

Xiang Yuan was no stranger to Yin and Yang and had his own understanding of it, but the Yin and Yang that was spinning and dispersing before his eyes was very different from the Yin and Yang that he had personally experienced and understood.

Xiang Yuan frowned and pondered, trying to comprehend the mystery. Unconsciously, he merged with the heaven and earth, the fish and the dragon, and became a part of the word "Tao"...

I don't know how long it was before Xiang Yuan woke up from his epiphany. His brows were still furrowed. He felt like he had realized something, but when he thought about it carefully, it was like the flower in the mirror or the moon in the water, and it was hard to describe in words.

"what?!"

Looking at the freehand Taoist painting in my hand, the ink has faded and the paper is blank.

Xiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, put down the blank scroll, raised his hand and touched his body, looked inside for a moment, but did not find any extra parts.

I checked the magic weapons one by one and found nothing abnormal.

If we have to say what the difference is, it's probably that the color of the intersection of yin and yang in the body is more distinct.

"No, there must be some changes that I overlooked..."

Xiang Yuan sat cross-legged, looking inward to sense himself, but found nothing. He sensed the outside world and found that his observation of the laws of heaven and earth was clearer than before. The threads of the laws of heaven and earth that were usually reserved were now open and honest, just like half-undressed. He only needed to bend his hand slightly to see everything.

"Could this be the legendary unity of man and nature?"

Xiang Yuan was confused and looked at the blank scroll. Thinking of the indispensable person who observes the sky in the word "Tao", he felt that maybe this was the case.

He has one advantage: he is heartless. If he can't figure something out, he won't think about it. As long as he gets the benefits, that's it.

Xiang Yuan was not in a hurry to untie the pink and white cloth on all sides and took out the second painting to observe.

The silver hook and iron painting, with sharp brushstrokes, seems chaotic, but actually hides order, depicting the supreme skills of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Every time you look at it, you will find something new. The three styles of Thunder Shaking the Nine Heavens, One Color in the Sky, and Fishing Alone in the Cold River are all learned from this painting.

This time, Xiang Yuan could see more and more mysterious Heavenly Sword skills, and one after another exquisite sword techniques were displayed before him one by one.

The desert smoke, the wind sweeping away the clouds, the fire burning the sky, the moon drinking alone...

After looking for a long time, Xiang Yuan frowned and left: "Something is wrong, there are too many, and it is obvious that many of the moves and artistic conceptions are not suitable for me. Logically speaking, I should not be able to comprehend them. Even if it is Palu and Leng Xue, it is not enough."

Because of the unity of man and nature?
"Never mind, no matter whether it's suitable or not, I'll take a look at it first. I can do without it, but I can't live without it." Xiang Yuan thought so, his mind immersed in the treasure house of Tiandao Sect, memorizing every sword technique in his heart.

Eagles fly high in the sky, fish swim in shallow waters, the sea embraces all rivers, fallen leaves return to their roots, and ice covers thousands of miles...

When Xiang Yuan came back to his senses, the ink on the second painting in his hand had faded and turned into a blank. All the unique skills of the Heavenly Sword left by Ji Wuzhou had been engraved in his mind.

As I said, sometimes too much is not necessarily a good thing.

Xiang Yuan whipped Palu with a whip, switching his mind and letting him summarize and organize things for him.

After calmly coming online, he first looked inward and then combined his own Yin and Yang and the Five Elements to eliminate the dross and retain the essence, simplifying the complex, retaining a few unique Heavenly Sword skills that could be controlled by the three minds.

Next, the last scroll is opened. This scroll describes the laws of heaven and earth, and can be called a grand work. Every line and every stroke of ink has its own profound meaning, and it is definitely not a random doodle.

Xiang Yuangong has reached the stage of spiritual transformation and has the ability to turn the laws of heaven and earth into his own use. White light shines in his eyes, and every time he sweeps over lines and ink dots, a stroke is removed from the drawing paper. He transforms into a human-shaped correction fluid, painting the entire painting white.

He heaved a long sigh and placed three blank scrolls in front of him. He looked inward at the 'world' surrounded by 365 stars in his body. He used the enlightenment cushion as an accelerator to make up for what he lacked, attracting curious onlookers from the laws of heaven and earth. He suddenly captured them, integrated them into himself, forged the world and made it stronger.

At this time, the disadvantage of forging the Wuxiang Seal into a magic weapon itself turned into an advantage.

Xiang Yuan did not need to think too much, nor did he need to consider which laws of heaven and earth were suitable for him and which were not. He just absorbed them all into his body and continued to strengthen his body and spirit.

The blood rushed like a mighty river, magnificent and boundless;

The true essence travels along the meridians and acupoints, and the meridians and acupoints gradually grow stronger as the small and large circulations circulate.
As a great medicine, it does not need any external supplements. The formless seal method will operate on its own and new true essence will fill the gap.

The sand gathers to form a tower, the armpits gather to form a fur coat, and the trickling water merges to form a big river.

Yin and Yang intersect, the Five Elements are endless, and the benefits of using the Five Elements beads to polish the foundation earlier are fully demonstrated at this moment.

When encountering a mountain, it will be cut through; when encountering water, it will be avoided; when encountering wood, it will melt; when encountering fire, it will retreat; when encountering metal, it will break. There is also a method of following and reversing the five elements, which has endless magical uses.

"Finally, I look like a cultivator!"

Ten days later, Xiang Yuan came out of seclusion.

He put away the meditation cushion, sank his body, and used the earth escape technique to leave Fengxian County and arrived in southern Xinjiang. He flew on the wind, shifted space, and was a hundred miles away in an instant.

Xiang Yuan digested all the three opportunities left by Ji Wuzhou, but it would take some time before he could fully master them. The best way was to refine them in battle.

He went to the Huangquan Dao headquarters to say hello to Chaner. In the next period of time, he would travel around to find someone with considerable strength and destiny.

Taoist Master Huangquan was too mysterious. Xiang Yuan was not sure whether he knew about the existence of Yanfu Gate. Anyway, the speed of moving space was not slow, so he did not let Chaner open the door directly, but went forward to meet him.

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Huangquan Road Headquarters.

Xiang Yuan followed Zuo Lengxie to open the doors one by one, and arrived at the Holy Maiden Hall as he was familiar with the route. He looked around, touched things there, and wandered around like a vagrant.

I didn't see Zener, maybe he was in seclusion, but I found the attendant holding the qin, and a fly was rubbing his hands and blocking it in the corner.

"Hey, isn't this Baoqin? What a coincidence, you are also in the Saint Maiden Hall!"

"Hey, hey, hey, look up. Let the left messenger check your body."

"..."

Baoqin lowered her head and allowed herself to be treated as he pleased, not daring to resist.

Firstly, resistance is useless, you can't win, and the struggling looks more like seducing the other party;

Secondly, there was nothing to resist. Xiang Zuo Shi was sleeping with the Saint Lady, and as the Saint Lady's attendant, she was essentially a maid. At the Saint Lady's command, she would be responsible for transporting food and fodder to the front line.

It's just a matter of time. Just close your eyes, grit your teeth, and kick your legs, and it will be over.

Besides, Xiang Zuo’s skills are average, no, very average. His silver-plated spear head can only last a few rounds against the Saint. The food and grass might be delivered to the warehouse before she even closes her eyes.

She heard it with her own ears, so how could it be false?

If Xiang Yuan knew Baoqin's thoughts, he would die of laughter. What a saint's order, Chaner's jealous mind and possessiveness were so strong that even if the rats in the granary outside were starved to death, she would never open the granary to provide relief to the victims.

It's hers, all of it, not a single drop is given up.

Seeing Baoqin's look of letting him do whatever he wanted, Xiang Yuan secretly thought it was boring, patted his butt and said, "Where is the Saint Lady? I have something important to discuss with her."

When Baoqin heard that the important matter was not hers, she breathed a sigh of relief and replied obediently, "Reporting to the Left Envoy, the Saint Lady is in the underground palace. She has hired a new maid and is... beating her up."

"???"

Did you mean to say training?

A string of question marks floated across Xiang Yuan's mind. He knew that Chan'er had a quirky personality and was a seductress, but when did her appetite become so heavy when it came to training in the basement?
If you want to please your husband, there is really no need to do that. The most you can do is stand up and kick him. As for props, he prefers uniforms.

"Lead the way."

"The Saint Lady said that no outsiders are allowed to disturb..."

"There are no outsiders here."

Also.

Baoqin stopped arguing and led the way obediently, taking Xiang Yuan to the back mountain of the Holy Maiden Palace, passing through a deep tunnel, and arriving at a brightly lit underground palace.

Xiang Yuan looked up at the night pearl that was emitting a bright white light, and felt it necessary to remind Chaner that this thing had radiation and it was better to avoid touching it.

"To the left, the Saint Lady is in the house."

Baoqin stopped in front of the stone chamber door, afraid of angering Chaner, so she stopped and did not dare to enter. Xiang Yuan did not have such concerns, so he patted his butt, pushed open the stone door and strode in.

Just one glance and his face was filled with black lines.

The stone chamber was neither big nor small, with a crucifix-like cross standing in the middle, wrapped with black chains, and hanging on it was a young woman whose entire body was as white as jade.

The woman has an open mind and a well-proportioned figure. Just looking at her figure, she is a stunner in bed.

Her head was drooping, as if she had fainted; her black hair hung down, covering her pretty face, making it difficult to see her facial features.

If the sizes hadn't matched, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but suspect that Chan'er had secretly captured Xiao Lingyue and was practicing some weird kung fu to prevent infertility!
"Husband, why are you here?"

Chaner was dressed in white, with obvious panic in his eyes. He grabbed Xiang Yuan's arm and tried to pull him out.

Didn't pull.

Xiang Yuan is not a delicate little white face, he has strength and means, he doesn't want to lie down, Chan'er made an appointment with Xiao Lingyue, and the group can't be rejected...

In short, the scene before him made Xiang Yuan quite annoyed.

"What a Yellow Spring Saint, you are so evil!"

Xiang Yuan snorted twice, raised his hand and pinched Chan'er's little face into a bun, and looked down at him condescendingly: "What are you doing, learning from Jinse and cultivating your own reincarnation body?"

Sensing the disappointment in Xiang Yuan's eyes, Chan Er panicked and hurriedly explained: "Chan Er was just trying it out, I didn't think..."

"Try?"

Xiang Yuan's expression became even colder: "Then I'll hang you up there, so you can experience the feeling of being at the mercy of others, how about that?"

"Husband, Chan'er knows he is wrong. Please listen to my explanation first."

Chan'er started to babble and dropped pearls, aggrieved, "I don't know who arranged this woman to be an undercover agent, she might be a good person. Chan'er is the Saintess of Huangquan Dao, so of course I have to interrogate her thoroughly..."

"My husband, you know Chan'er. She hates Jinse the most. He used the method of the Reincarnation Sutra just for convenience. He didn't really want to treat her as a reincarnation body."

"Don't be angry, my husband. If Chan'er really knows she is wrong, kill her right now."

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
What do you mean by possibly a good person? If she is a good person, does that mean we in Huangquan Dao are not good people?

Uh, not really.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. Don't do such boring things in the future. If you catch the undercover, let the people below deal with him... just let him go."

Xiang Yuan looked at the flawless white jade female body. Although he couldn't see her face, her figure alone was stunningly beautiful. If he left it to the people below to deal with, no one knew what would happen.

In front of the basement door, the crowd formed a long line, shouting in unison, swearing to follow the Saint Lady to the death!
Oh my god, the pure love god of war can’t bear to see this.

"My husband, you are not allowed to look at this!"

"Shut up, witch. I'll take care of you later."

Xiang Yuan slapped Chaner hard on the butt, stepped forward to pick up the clothes, covered the woman's exposed spring scenery, and raised her chin to see her true face.

For a moment, everyone felt bad.

Sima Qingyan!

What the hell, how did the top student run to the Huangquandao headquarters and end up in Chaner’s hands?

Is this a copy you can download?
I'm trembling with fear here, afraid that a single tremor might result in someone's death.

"My husband, this woman has an ugly face and a body like a demon. She must have scared you. I'll scratch her face right now." Seeing Xiang Yuan in a daze, Chan'er became anxious on the spot and looked at Sima Qingyan with an especially unfriendly look.

"Stop making trouble, just stand aside."

Xiang Yuan untied the chains, put the person down, and frowned, "She... this woman, tell me the truth, where did you capture her from?"

"She delivered it to her door herself."

Chaner was unhappy and her husband was angry with her.

"Tell me more about this..."

(End of this chapter)