The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 112 Raising his hand and letting the thunder strike the dream girl, the great dream of three thousand
Xuanming's spiritual sense probed into it, following the mysterious aura emitted by the water and moon, deep into the underground water veins, and discovered that there were four bright spots in the county city, located in the water and moon of the ancient wells in the four urban areas of the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest.

Suddenly, he thought of a legend:
Thousands of years ago, when the nations were at war, demons took the opportunity to commit evil. A True Lord Cang Yue was born here, known as Fairy Cang Yue. She sacrificed herself and killed a demon king and 100,000 demon soldiers.

After the battle, the remaining people established Cangyue County on the ruins to commemorate and worship this true cultivator who protected the people. This was the predecessor of Cangyue County.

After Fairy Cangyue passed away, her magic weapon, the Jade Wheel, shattered into pieces and turned into specialties of thirty-six counties. It seems that these shining spots should be the remains of Fairy Cangyue's magic weapon.

Through the water and moon, along the underground water veins, the four objects are brought in. The four objects meet in the water and moon, containing the moon power of the three elements of heaven, earth and water, and merge with each other to condense into a crescent moon stone.

He raised his hand and fished out the Water Moon Stone and the Earth Moon Stone that had fallen into the well. Seeing that the two moon stones were symmetrical, Xuanming tried to glue the two stones together. Unexpectedly, they fit together unexpectedly, but they could not be completely fused.

After thinking for a moment, he once again drew the moonlight from the sky and injected it into the stone. Immediately, the moonstone began to sparkle and flew up automatically. After spinning nine times, it completely merged into one. A full moon hung above the courtyard. Xuanming spread out his hands, and the full moonstone fell into his palm.

Looking at the moonstone which had changed greatly in appearance and was full of spiritual energy, he stroked his beard and smiled. It was just an accidental attempt, and he never expected that there would be an unexpected gain. Under the nourishment of thousands of years of water veins and moonlight, this fragment has been reborn and become an extraordinary spiritual object.

This time, by gathering the three-element moon power of heaven, earth and water, this moonstone has already entered the category of earth-grade spiritual objects and is enough to be used to refine magic weapons.

After putting away the moonstone and rewarding the spirit deer with a spirit fruit for longevity, the master and servant were both in a good mood and felt that the nine-day bright moon tonight was particularly pleasing to the eye.

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After a night of sound sleep, Xuanming woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. After refining the purple qi of the morning sun, he gazed at the rising red sun in the east. He thought about his experience last night. Since he could get the moon stone, could he also get the yang stone?

My cultivation has reached the Golden Elixir Realm. As long as I accumulate enough magic power, polish my body, and refine my spiritual perception, entering the Holy Embryo Realm is a foregone conclusion. I can then prepare for refining magic weapons in advance.

Although under the influence of time, an ordinary thing around a cultivator of a high level will become extraordinary, the upper limits will be different depending on the material.

Take the peach wood sword and whisk as examples. Even with the nourishment of his Taoist rhyme over the years, ordinary magic weapons are just two spiritual tools at their limit. If he wants to continue to advance, he has to find a way to improve the materials of the two objects.

However, if you use earth-grade spiritual materials to refine treasures, the starting point is a magic weapon, and it has the potential to become a spiritual treasure. This is the difference.

Although he wanted to get a piece of Yang Stone very much, Xuan Ming was not in a hurry. This was because he had been cultivating himself for so long that he was very patient in most things. Also, he thought that there would be a return date for the mountains and seas, and people would meet each other in wind and rain. He just let everything go with the flow and did not force it. The more he cared, the more likely he would become paranoid.

Also, it is still early for him to achieve the state of practicing spirit, so time is not pressed, so there is no need to rush. It is the same to collect it after practicing spirit. Now he is just preparing in advance.

He stayed in Cangyue County for the remaining half month. In addition to his daily practice, Xuanming wandered around the county every day, sometimes tasting worldly delicacies from a mundane perspective, and sometimes experiencing the world from a practice perspective.

After the lease of the courtyard expired, Xuanming left decisively, leading his donkey and his bird, out of the county town, heading east, slowly walking towards Tianhe County. It was evening, the setting sun, he rode on a donkey, holding a gourd full of wine, going against the setting sun, and when he was drunk at dusk, he rode into the world of mortals.

Along the way, Xuanming looked, walked and calmly, stopped, forgot and followed the wind. Sometimes he drank and read scriptures, sometimes he walked through the woods, sometimes he walked with passers-by and chatted to relieve his boredom; sometimes he felt greedy and showed off his physiognomy skills, and received some food from the nobles passing by. His life was leisurely and comfortable. On warm days, he chewed ice and snow on the way and saw forests and springs outside the red dust city.

Seven days later, we walked out of Cangyue County and entered Tianhe County. Looking around, we saw rivers crisscrossing and rushing. Every few meters, we could see a long river.

Either condensed into ice or emitting hot steam, ice and fire met here. Three days later, the stars and the moon were shining brightly. Xuanming camped in the wilderness, lying beside a hot river surrounded by red flowers and green willows. He lay on his side in the grass, tasting wine comfortably while admiring the stars and the moon, observing the movement of the stars and the twinkling frequency of the stars.

The warmth came over him, and he felt dizzy without realizing it. He didn't know if it was the wine that intoxicated him, or the stars and the moon, or both. He drank the wine with the stars and the moon. ———

In a drowsy state, Xuanming fell into a deep sleep.

He seemed to be traveling through space, riding on the clouds, reaching up to the clouds, embracing the moon in the sky, and using the moon as a boat to drunkenly cruise through the vast galaxy, seeing the magnificent nebulae, and looking at the brilliant stars.

It was as if he had dreamed of traveling back thousands of years ago. His spirit entered the nearby Rehe River, went upstream, and came to the end of the river. He witnessed the birth of this river thousands of years ago. The water of the river came from the sky, spread into the human world, and turned into hundreds of rivers and streams.

That night, he had no idea how many dreams he had. In a daze, he came to a place where mountain flowers were in full bloom. Hot springs were shrouded in mist, and a peerless and beautiful figure was bathing in the spring water, half-hidden and half-exposed, so it was difficult to see clearly.

Xuanming's arrival startled her, and the mist turned into soft silk gauze and draped over her body. The woman came with a pair of bare small jade feet, her skin was delicate, whiter than frost and snow, her black hair was like a waterfall, hanging down to her waist, and her graceful figure was half-covered by the watery blue gauze.

Each of her facial features is exquisite and perfect, as if she is the ultimate creation of heaven and earth. She is like a goddess of the Milky Way, with a holy temperament, or like a water enchantress, charming and attractive. The water is surging, and waves are blooming, holding up her jade feet, and she walks slowly towards her.

At this moment, Xuanming found himself transformed into a man in red. His unparalleled sunny temperament made his delicate facial features even more attractive, exuding a unique charm and full of vitality.

Seeing the goddess approaching him, a look of obsession emerged on his face, his eyes fixed on her beautiful figure, it seemed as if she was the only one left in his world, the only one in his life.

Xuanming walked forward involuntarily, also barefoot, wearing a brilliant red robe, radiant with light, a bright smile on his lips, and red lotuses formed by flames sprouted under his feet.

The two of them continued to get closer and closer, fire and water began to merge, steaming up large white mist, and finally the two of them were very close, staring at each other, a pink atmosphere filled the air between them, and when the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless things in the world.

After an unknown amount of time, the goddess smiled sweetly, slowly raised her hand, gently lifted Xuanming's face, and slowly kissed him. However, the kiss was in vain because Xuanming relied on his strong spiritual perception and woke up at the critical moment.

The moment his eyes became clear, he transformed from a young man in red into an old Taoist again. When he raised his eyes and saw the goddess again, Xuanming was shocked.

This is because the goddess in front of him has no facial features. She is a faceless woman. To be more precise, she is a woman with a face like a mirror. The woman's appearance is closely related to what the person looking at the mirror thinks.

"Evil obstacle, thunder is coming!"

His expression tensed, and he raised his finger, which shone brightly. Suddenly, the world was filled with wind and clouds, lightning and thunder. A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm struck down fiercely, majestic, violent and bright. Wherever it passed, everything was torn apart, as if shattered like glass.

The fog was split apart, the hot springs were split apart, the grass and trees were split apart, the stones were split apart, the springs were split apart, and the thunder fell on the Mirror Goddess. She let out a shrill scream and turned into a dreamy smoke that lingered near Xuanming.

The surroundings were covered with clouds and mist again, the river was surging, the heat waves were surging, the dreamy mist was getting more and more majestic, and a soft and charming voice sounded:
"Old Taoist priest, you really don't know how to be gentle with women. Since you don't want to drink my toast, I will grant your wish. Even if you have great powers in your dream, you can never wake up.

Life is but a dream, a dream of three thousand years!"

As he finished speaking, the vast smoke condensed into three thousand mirrors, forming a mirror world. There were mirrors above and below, left and right, front and back. Each mirror projected the appearance of Xuanming, who had a grey robe and white hair, holding a whisk in his hand, and a gourd around his waist.

In the center of each mirror, a white dream agate flower bloomed, with each petal crystal clear. One white-haired Taoist priest after another walked out of it, from imaginary to real, and each one was exactly the same as Xuanming.

(End of this chapter)