The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 194: Reincarnation of the God of Training, the Seed of Power (Part )

Looking at Li Zizai, who was hugging his thigh, happy but aggrieved, Xuanming flicked his fingers and gave this outgoing disciple a loud and clear slap on the head.

"Ouch!"

Li Zizai covered his red and swollen forehead, tears were about to fall out of his eyes due to the pain, and his expression was full of accusations.

Xuanming did not appease the fat apprentice. After so many years of observation, he had already figured out this kid's character. Although he was kind, he was also naughty and liked to take advantage of others. He would dare to open a dyeing factory if he was given some color.

When he was at Li's house in the past, this kid often pretended to be pitiful and tricked Li Daniu.

I'm not his father, so I won't be fooled. But he is a child after all, so I still need to educate him.

“Before I went into seclusion, I specifically asked you to stay in the mansion at night. On the one hand, I hoped that you could absorb the Dao rhyme that emanated from my seclusion and accumulate your foundation.

On the other hand, you are required to circulate your magic power to resist the autumn cold and frost, thereby condensing your magic power and tempering your body.

Besides, my courtyard is much warmer than other places, so don't take advantage of me."

After saying that, Xuanming reached out and gently patted Li Zizai's red and swollen forehead. The latter grinned and begged for mercy and flattered:

"Master, please stop hitting me! I know you are doing this for my own good. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west."

Xuanming nodded, and with his Dharma eyes he saw that the three fires around Li Zizai were more vigorous, a spiritual light was flickering above his head, and the magic power in his body was condensed. Compared with more than a month ago, his foundation was a bit stronger. He couldn't help but stroke his beard and smile.

He is satisfied with his disciple's attitude, and also with his disciple's practice. It seems that this kid has not been lazy in the past month and a half.

"Master, are you thirsty?"

"Master, are you hungry?"

"Master, do you need to use a little more strength?"

Sitting in the rocking chair, the little apprentice massaged his shoulders and legs and served him diligently. While Xuanming was enjoying it, he concentrated on calculating.

He had used his Dharma Eye to observe Li Zizai many times before, but found nothing unusual. Until just now, he noticed something strange: there were traces of laws hidden in the three fires on this boy's body!

He hadn't discovered it in the past, one reason being that the rules were hidden deep and easily overlooked, and two, his cultivation might not be enough. Now that he has broken through, his cultivation is solid, and his Taoism is stable, he was able to discover some clues.

Since it concerns his own disciples, Xuanming is naturally cautious and rigorous, and silently figures out the truth.

After a cup of tea, he woke up as if from a dream, a trace of enlightenment appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself: "So that's it."

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All sects believe in reincarnation.

Reincarnation is closely related to the soul. Living beings turn into ghosts after death. After their life span ends, most of the ghosts will turn into energy and return to the heaven and earth, while a small number of ghosts can be successfully reincarnated.

However, one cannot choose one's reincarnation object or race on one's own, there are too many variables, and one will forget the past and become a new life, starting all over again.

Even if they were cultivators, their previous life's cultivation would vanish into thin air. But it was different for the great cultivators whose primordial spirits had returned to their original positions. They had many choices in reincarnation. The higher their cultivation, the greater their autonomy and the more destiny they had.

The spiritual achievements of the previous life will not be completely wiped out. Part of it is used to offset the cost of reincarnation and exchanged with the heaven and earth, which is equivalent to paying a customs clearance fee; part of it will be temporarily sealed and hidden.

As they grow older, time will wear away the restrictions, and they will gradually break free from the confusion in the womb through dreams and awaken memories of past lives. The fruits of their past lives will be transformed into nourishment for practice in this life. After retracing their steps on the path of practice, their practice will be twice as effective with half the effort. Before their previous life's foundation is completely exhausted, they will rarely encounter bottlenecks in their practice.

Because of this, those who have been reincarnated as gods usually carry great fortune with them, and once discovered they will be fought over by various spiritual forces.

However, fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and everything has its pros and cons, gains and losses. To practice spiritual cultivation, one must be a virtuous person, and must be willing to die in battle or suffer an accident. That is, before one's lifespan is exhausted, one must have great merits to protect him, and only then can one enjoy such benefits in reincarnation, live a second life, and have the opportunity to break the shackles of the previous life and make further progress in the great path.

If one has committed many evil deeds, he or she may easily be reborn as a stillbirth or die in childbirth, or be born weak and sickly, prone to early death and a bad fate. If one is reborn after dying of old age, he or she will be treated the same as an ordinary ghost.

In short, no one can escape death.

Of course, there is another situation, that is, just like the Mengpo in the past, although she has lost all her cultivation and reincarnated, but because of the Tianhe River, she can still enjoy the protection of the merits of her previous life in this life, and she has strong luck on the road of cultivation, and can turn danger into safety.

Xuanming guessed that Li Zizai should have been a great cultivator who had reached the state of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head in his previous life. For some reason, he was reincarnated as the son of Li Daniu, and the remaining cultivation level from his previous life also fell to the level of Yang God.

Now that he has reached the level of Yang God and his spiritual power is powerful, he has discovered the secret.

After concentrating and calculating, he could only conclude that Li Zizai was the reincarnation of a great spiritual practitioner. As for whether his guess was true or not, it would have to wait until the disciple remembered the past before it could be verified and answered.

"You are blessed, boy."

Xuanming admired sincerely.

The great master of spiritual practice is reincarnated.

In addition, after Li Zizai was born, he left a magical power on him to help him retain his innate origin.

All these factors combined make this disciple's future bright. He may even surpass his past life and become a powerful being of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Xuanming felt hot in his heart.

Hearing the master's praise, Li Zizai puffed up his fat belly and grinned: "Master, I also feel that I am blessed, otherwise how could I be born with no shortage of money and become my parents' son? How could I succeed in passing the test and be lucky enough to become your disciple..."

In the courtyard, Li Zizai kept talking non-stop. At first, Xuanming thought it was interesting. After all, who doesn't like a sweet-talking kid? But later, he thought he was too talkative, so he ordered him to take care of the spirit beasts, release deer, feed birds, and raise dragons...

After he left, Xuanming suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet.

He stretched out his hand and made a fist. A Taoist scripture flew out of the scripture library and landed in his palm. He stood up and left the courtyard, strolling through the frost-covered woods, walking along the cold mountain trails, looking into the depths of the white clouds, seeing the red maple leaves, and admiring the blooming chrysanthemums. His posture was relaxed and his manners were unrestrained.

Xuanming found a sweet-scented osmanthus tree in full bloom, sat down on the ground, waved his sleeves to take out the tea tray and teacup, scooped up the magical spring water from the mountains, poured it into the teapot, snapped his fingers and a flaming lotus bloomed, picked up the teapot, and began to boil water.

As the fragrance of tea filled the air, he sipped tea while reading scriptures. While reading the scriptures, he cultivated his temperament and relaxed his body and mind.

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Autumn ends before you know it, and winter comes slowly.

At the beginning of winter, Xuanming, who had been training his disciples for a month, went into seclusion again.

Feihuo Palace, weapon refining room.

He sat cross-legged on the cloud bed.

A magical power was injected into the Bagua furnace, igniting the Samadhi True Fire in the furnace, while Xuanming began to take materials out.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly, heat waves rolled, and the walls were burned red. When the temperature of the Bagua furnace reached the requirement, he opened the lid and threw the Yin-Yang Mirror, the spiritual artifact, into it first.

The real fire is blazing and the flames are raging.

In an instant, it enveloped the precious mirror and burned madly.

(End of this chapter)