The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 77: The Immortal Smashed My Head, the Great Zhoutian Completed (Part )
Look inward with your mind and reflect upon yourself.

The Ren Meridian was shining brightly, and in addition to the endless flow of magic power, it also emitted a hazy halo.

The twenty-four acupoints, which were originally only the size of a three-meter pond, have not only widened several times to form a small lake, echoing each other, but are also sparkling with starlight. The power of the stars fills the space, purifying magic power, tempering the meridians, tempering the body, nourishing the soul, and it is infinitely mysterious.

Xuanming felt that his body had become much stronger and his spiritual perception had increased by twenty-four feet. While he was delighted, he collected his mind and thought carefully, realizing that his state of mind last night must have inadvertently matched the Taoist state of mind of being as good as water, calm and transparent, which was why he got the opportunity during his sleep and had the good fortune today, and he had mastered the practice of the Zhoutian Yangshen Jue.

This mysterious surprise made Xuanming both surprised and excited. After he calmed down, he walked out of the room, sat cross-legged in the courtyard, facing the east, collecting purple air. After having breakfast, he was in a very good mood and instructed Changning on his practice before entering the Sutra Library.

It was early in the morning and Changfengzi was the only one inside. Xuanming went up to the second floor and stood at the stairs. His eyes fell on the table by the window and he saw the well-prepared scriptures and tea. He thought that since Changfengzi took over as the caretaker of the Sutra Repository, except for having a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, he had always been conscientious and took care of everything. Not only did he not worry about trivial matters, but he also took good care of him.

Two years have passed, and it remains the same.

Being in a good mood today and pleasing to the eye, Xuanming took out a jade slip from his Ruyi bag and threw it directly to the first floor. Changfengzi was caught off guard and could not dodge, so he was hit on the head by the jade slip.

"Ouch!"

Rubbing the back of his head where a bump had been hit, he picked up the jade slip and looked towards the second floor, where he saw his uncle looking up at the beams, then looking left and right, but not at him.

Although Chang Fengzi understood what was going on in his heart, he felt wronged and helpless, but he stood up and bowed his head to pay his respects: "The immortal hit me on the head, and I have been blessed with immortality. Thank you, uncle, for the blessing."

Xuanming smiled when he heard this: "Little rascal!"

Except for Gui~Mao, this cheap nephew has a good personality, is honest and smart, otherwise, he would not have defeated all the competitors and succeeded Chang'anzi. After all, he was taught by Junior Brother Xuantong, and like teacher, like disciple.

When he lowered his head, he glanced at the six characters on the jade slip: "The Insights on Formation Techniques, Part 1" and caught his eye. Chang Fengzi was pleasantly surprised and his depression was instantly swept away. He said happily: "Thank you, Master, for the gift of good fortune."

Twisting his beard lightly, Xuanming said happily: "Since I have been praised by you as an immortal, naturally anything I throw at you is an opportunity. You have a good talent for formations and can meditate quietly. I hope you will study hard and don't waste this blessing."

Holding the jade slip tightly, Chang Fengzi immediately expressed his opinion: "I will remember Master's teachings and study hard to live up to Master's expectations."

With a slight nod, Xuanming took a step forward.

After the figure disappeared at the stairs, he looked at his right hand, flipped it twice, and wondered, "How come it's so easy to throw?"

Never admit that you did it on purpose.

Watching Chang Fengzi tell the "truth" in all seriousness was one of the new pleasures he had discovered in the past two months.

Sometimes, if you have a more childish mentality, you can read books and scriptures more effectively, and even walking in the mountains and rivers will be more fun.

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A month and a half later, it was the early morning of the winter solstice.

Winter thunder rolled in the middle of the night, the north wind howled, the weather was freezing cold, and heavy snow fell for half the night.

When he woke up the next day and opened the door, a cold current invaded the room, and the wind blew snowflakes onto his face. Xuanming could not help but shiver. With his cultivation, he was immune to the cold and heat, but the Tao was hidden in the subtle, merging the heaven and the earth, and concealing the four seasons. He wanted to learn from nature more efficiently, and it would be best if he could deeply feel the rotation of the four seasons like a mortal, and experience the wind, frost, rain and snow.

This attempt had already begun when he watched the rain and listened to the thunder this summer. Although the effect was not immediate, it would eventually lead to success. At least for now, it was of some benefit to his practice of the ability to call the wind and rain.

After getting used to the severe cold, Xuanming walked out of the room, looked at the snow and icicles in the yard, and gazed at the white mountains in the distance. Surrounded by the vast world, he felt relaxed and happy.

He felt a slight vibration in his arms and took out a seed from the brocade bag on his waist. It was the Lingsong seed.

To this day, Xuanming has been carrying this spiritual seed with him for three months. He often uses Yin-Yang spiritual energy and Hunyuan Qi to nourish this seed.

In the past, it had not reacted, and Xuanming was not in a hurry, because planting spiritual roots requires the right time and right place. He had already prepared the right place, not only spreading fertile spiritual soil at the original location of the old pine, but also finding a spirit gathering formation in the classics collected by the dragon, and arranged it in the courtyard of the Daoist school.

The winter solstice is the right time to plant spiritual pines. On the one hand, spiritual pines are different from ordinary pines. On this day, yin and yang are in harmony. It is the day with the shortest day and the longest night in the year, and the energy of plants and trees finally reaches its peak at this time.

Afterwards, everything will turn around when it reaches its extreme. It is the beginning of the coldest days of winter and a harbinger of spring. The yin energy declines, the yang energy rises, and the springs in the ground stir. The vitality of the pine tree will reach its peak on the winter solstice, and it will be reborn and leave its annual rings.

On the other hand, the pine tree is a yang wood. After being promoted to a spiritual species, its yang energy becomes strong, and it needs to be harmonized with yin when planting seeds. Therefore, the seeds of spiritual pine should be planted at the winter solstice.

Especially the spirit seed in Xuanming's hand was man-made, drawing on the root source of a superior yellow-grade spirit. Once grown, its grade was incomparable to ordinary yellow-grade spirit. It needed to be planted on the winter solstice and go through the test of heaven and earth. If it succeeded, it would be reborn, but if it failed, all its efforts would be in vain.

Auspicious snow means a good harvest, and this snow is the icing on the cake, which will benefit the spiritual seeds in accumulating vitality and sprouting in the future.

Since this was the case, Xuanming would not waste it. While the wind and snow were still there, he walked to the root place of Lao Songyuan and gently waved his sleeves. The three-inch thick snow rolled to both sides with the soil, like a pangolin pushing open the soil layer. The black soil stained the white snow, just like ink splashing on white paper, with clear black and white.

He squatted down and put the spirit seed into the soil with his own hands. Xuanming did not cover it immediately. He waited for the snowflakes to submerge the spirit seed. He raised his hand and grasped it, absorbing the pure spirit energy and putting it into the soil. Then he closed the spirit soil and stomped his feet lightly. A mysterious rune formation appeared under his feet. Numerous runes formed a five-element pattern facing the sky, covering the Taoist Temple. The spirit energy of heaven and earth gathered together, which was the spirit gathering formation.

When the center of the formation was moved from the thatched cottage to the spirit seed, the strange phenomenon disappeared. Xuanming probed into the spirit seed with his spiritual sense and felt that the vitality within the spirit seed had increased slightly, like the momentum before a storm. He felt relieved.

He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, watching the heavy snow. He looked into the distance and used his spiritual sense to see the farmlands covered with snow at the foot of the mountain. The wind was biting cold on the snow layer, but it was warm and humid under the snow layer, and vitality was accumulating.

"It's a good year with heavy snow, the weather is great!"

The people will surely have a good harvest next year.

The spiritual seeds should also take root and sprout.

Xuanming was thinking of going into the mountains to watch the snow, so he took action, opened the gate, and walked out.

In the early morning, on the top of Zangdao Peak, a Taoist walked alone, leaving light grey footprints on the flawless snow. After he passed by, the footprints were blown away by the cold wind and covered by snow, returning to flawlessness as if it was just an illusion.

The old Taoist walked slowly, the snow under his feet making crackling sounds, the wind blew his Taoist robe, his head was completely white, and it was hard to tell whether it was white hair or snowflakes.

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There were three consecutive snowfalls within a few days.

As it was inconvenient to collect the essence of the sun and the moon, Xuanming spent more time on observing and practicing Taoism. In his spare time, he would go down the mountain with Xuankong, Xuantong and four generations of Taoists to distribute porridge and cotton clothes to the north and south urban areas of Fuyun County, as a token of his care for the people.

He went there and returned on the same day, and never left the area of Fuyun County. This was also Xuanming's attempt to prepare for further practice and enlightenment.

During this period, Chang'an Zi sent back news that Wang's descendants were helping the people in Changyang County and nearby counties on a large scale. Xuanming was happy to see this.

Be it a show or just to gain fame, as long as the people truly benefit and the favor is put into practice, who cares what the intentions behind it are.

When the weather cleared up, he devoted himself to cultivation.

Half a month later, the sun rose in the east, purple air descended, and a burst of perfect energy flashed in the Taoist Temple. About an hour later, Xuanming opened his eyes, his brows were filled with joy, and finally the Great Circulation was completed.

What is particularly crucial is that his Great Circulation is unique from others.

　Thanks to Xuanchen0 for the 400-point reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)