The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 262 Past Mysteries, Reverse Time Travel?

Xuanfa Hall, on the cloud bed.

When the white-haired old Taoist priest awoke, his eyes held the ebb and flow of time, the movement of the sun and moon, before finally merging into a hazy, primordial grayness.

When the strange phenomenon disappeared, Xuanming also disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already inside the Daoist Temple.

With a wave of his sleeve, the dust and sand in the courtyard were swept away. He lay on the rocking chair, and the familiar creaking and rocking sound rose again.

With a gentle flick of his finger, a stream of clear spring water flowed into the teapot. After rinsing it clean, he poured in water, lit a fire, and brewed the tea, completing the task in one smooth motion. Amidst the rising aroma of tea, Xuanming focused his mind on experiencing the changes within himself.

During his last sermon, he received a gift from the Great Dao. He traveled through the Sea of ​​Dao Source and the River of Time, which greatly increased his foundation. His Primordial Dao Domain expanded to ten thousand miles, and his Taiji Heaven grew to six thousand miles. His Dao Tree became even more luxuriant, forming a forest.

They also see their true selves, gain initial understanding of their past, and through the two Huangting Sutras, recognize each version of themselves, reclaim each self, and initially connect the past and present. After a year of seclusion, they digest and consolidate what they have gained, and their spiritual progress is rapid.

Today, Xuanming has already stepped halfway into the Taiyi stage. Whether it is his primordial spirit or his magical power, he has reached the level of a half-step great power. Only his physical body is lacking.

He had no clue how to connect this to the future, but he had two guesses:

One possibility is that it is related to the "Huangting Neijing Yujing". If he could read this book once, he might be able to break through the shackles, comprehend the true meaning of Taiyi, and achieve great power.

Secondly, it may be related to the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends supernatural powers; the combination of the two could contain a great secret.

Whether it's true or false, he needs to verify it one by one.

Currently, Xuanming's cultivation has reached a plateau, and he plans to focus his efforts on physical cultivation and other aspects of his practice.

For example, gathering the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, cultivating the "Zhou Tian Yang Shen Jue" to perfection, condensing the Ziwei Dharma Body, forming the Jade Emperor or Houtu Dharma Image, and refining magic treasures or elixirs, etc.

Furthermore, his greatest gain was...

Thinking of this, Xuanming's mind sank into the Tai Xuan Heaven.

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It's different from Taiji Heaven.

Tai Xuan Tian is composed of various types of Qi.

Heaven is qi, earth is qi, and all things are qi.

There are no flowers, trees, insects, fish, birds, beasts, mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sun, moon, or stars.

Whether it's Tao or principle, law or technique, it all boils down to Qi here.

When Tai Xuan Tian was first created, it was only three hundred li long. In the last sermon, I learned that Tai Xuan Tian was transformed from the "Huang Ting Zhong Jing Yu Jing" and has received great fortune, expanding to nine hundred li long.

The central cyclone was mysterious and unpredictable, seemingly nurturing a living being. He had a premonition that the day he achieved great power would be the day that being was born.

Xuanming has already guessed the identity of the creature, but whether he is right or wrong will only be revealed in time.

Tai Xuan Tian can also help him defend against enemies. Tai Ji Tian is for suppressing, while this Tian is for transformation, turning all things into Qi.

After spending a while in Tai Xuan Tian, ​​his mind returned to normal. The pine trees provided shade, the rocking chair swayed, and the tea was warm. Xuan Ming flicked his fingers again, opened his mouth slightly, and a trickle of tea flowed into his mouth.

Goo, goo, goo!

He drank one cup of tea and then poured another.

Xuanming picked up a banana leaf fan he had made in his spare time, and like an old man in the mortal world, he gently fanned himself and drifted off to sleep.

The shade was just right, the breeze was gentle, the cicadas had stopped chirping, and he looked content as he smelled the scent of pine and lotus.

The sun and moon race by, and we admire the flowers day and night.

When Xuanming woke up, it was already the afternoon of the third day. The cicadas were chirping and the lotus flowers were in full bloom. He stretched, got up and returned to his thatched hut. He picked up his brush and wrote, splashing ink as he put the words into an envelope and set up a restriction.

He then summoned Changning and Xuansu.

"Senior Brother (Junior Uncle)!"

"No need for formalities, please sit down."

Gently fanning himself with a banana leaf fan, a refreshing breeze carried the fragrance of tea. After everyone had taken a sip of the cooled tea, Xuanming brought up the old story again:

"Two years ago, not long after I returned to the mountain, I asked you if you wanted to stay at the Taiping Sect headquarters for a while. However, due to the sect's advancement and my seclusion, it was temporarily delayed. What have you decided now?" Xuan Su and her daughter had obviously thought about this question.

Xuan Su didn't answer, but looked at her daughter. Chang Ning and Xuan Ming exchanged a glance, their gazes firm, and she said:

"Master Uncle, I want to go!"

"Go and see that world you described, where people of all races intermarry and live in equality; go and see the other half-demons; and go and meet your father, whom you've never met."

Xuanming was not surprised by this answer.

This girl has had a tenacious spirit since she was little.

Without wasting words, he took out a fox-shaped jade pendant and an envelope, and instructed, "After leaving Fuyun Mountain, use the jade pendant to contact the Nine-Tailed Fox; she is your aunt."

After entering the small world, take out this letter, which contains a trace of the "Taiping Jing" (Scripture of Great Peace). It will automatically take you to the Taiping Dao Palace to find the Taiping Dao Master.

Changning accepted it with both hands and put it into his lucky bag.

Without keeping the mother and daughter any longer, Xuanming served tea, and Xuansu and Changning tactfully left.

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The cup of tea was emptied, and Xuanming didn't add any more water.

With a gentle wave of his palm-leaf fan, he instantly appeared on the rocking chair, gazing up at the azure sky, his thoughts swaying along with the chair.

As he traveled through the past, many questions arose in Xuanming's mind, questions that remain unanswered to this day:
Why are there no time travel scenes? Is it because they can't be shown, or is there another reason?
Why do I have so many past experiences? Could it be that I was originally a being of this world, then traveled back in time, and now I've traveled back again?
Why do I always meet a tragic end in every life, forced to die as a sacrifice? Is this a curse, or is there another hidden reason?

Why was he shrouded in shadow as the last emperor of the Great Sheng Dynasty? Was it because he committed too many sins or for other reasons?
Why did it abruptly stop five thousand years ago? He could no longer continue to go against the current, and even his life was in danger. Was it because his cultivation was not enough, or was there some secret hidden in that period of time?
Xuanming wrote to the Lord of Taiping Dao to inquire about the last Divine Emperor. He might get some answers, or he might not. He had to ask to find out.

If this question cannot be resolved, he may be sacrificed in the future. After all, Xuanming has not forgotten the future corner that the Taiping Dao Master expanded in the past and the cataclysm that he encountered.

What if he's still an unlucky guy?

Thinking this, he suddenly changed his expression, glanced outwards, and then returned to his original state, continuing to gaze at the sky. This time, however, he stopped thinking wildly, emptyed his mind, and silently stared blankly.

People get old.

Sometimes you just need some peace and quiet.

Think of nothing.

It means nothing.

do nothing.

Enjoy solitude, enjoy tranquility.

After a cup of tea, there was a knock on the door.

Xuanming didn't get up, but gently waved his fan.

The door opened automatically, and Xuanxu led two demons in. They were familiar demons, namely the white tiger demon Hu Niu, whom Xuanming had met when he first left Fuyun County, and the demon scholar Bai Tingshan, who possessed the bloodline of Bai Ze.

A year ago, the father and daughter attended the ceremony.

After decades of absence, the former Tiger Girl has transformed into a powerful demon at the Qi Refining stage, successfully condensing her divine position and becoming a mountain god.

Baiting Mountain is also only a short distance from Lian Shen.

After he bowed, the reclining chair stopped rocking, and Xuanming saw the scene of him teaching birds and beasts behind Baiting Mountain.

This great demon is embarking on the path of a demon master.

Waving a banana leaf fan, Xuanming poured water, lit a fire, and brewed tea. He stood up and performed a half-bow, not because he didn't want to perform the full bow, but because they couldn't bear it.

Sitting down around the stone table, Xuanming spoke:
"May I ask what brings you here, my friend?"

He can calculate.

I'm just too lazy to calculate it.

(End of this chapter)