Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 355 365 The Road to Shu is Difficult? Open the Road to Shu!
"Tang Wei, Tang Shan, when you see Magistrate Li later, you must sincerely apologize."

"All the past disagreements were misunderstandings. We are here to turn hostility into friendship. We must not ruin the sect's grand plan because of a momentary temper."

"Understand?"

A giant red-crowned crane flew through the sea of ​​clouds, and the surrounding clouds and gales naturally dispersed to both sides. The hair and sleeves of the three people on its back did not move at all, which clearly showed that the bird was a strange beast.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wei calmly agreed.

Tang Shan, standing to the side, had mixed feelings, and his eyes couldn't help but sweep over his elder brother, who was also his senior brother.

A year ago, Li Cunxiao took control of Wenzhou and Fuzhou, sweeping across the land with unstoppable force.

At that time, he was unaware of the true extent of the danger and instigated the four major families to secretly compete with each other. As a result, he was severely injured as soon as they met and had to recuperate for three whole months.

The injuries have healed, and the matter between the two states has been settled.

Tang Shan felt aggrieved but dared not retaliate. He could only slink back to Qingcheng, hoping that Tang Wei could persuade the sect's elders to intervene.

Who knew that Tang Wei was in seclusion attempting to break through the Heavenly Ladder, and this delay lasted until autumn.

At that time, it was the time when Jiazu Ru sent Jianzan down the mountain to gather grass and grain. He knew about it at the time and secretly cheered, thinking that he could make this Thirteen Protectors suffer.

Unexpectedly, this Grandmaster Qici made a bold move, which shocked all parts of Sichuan, and Tibet also fell silent.

At this point, Tang Wei could no longer harbor any resentment. Instead, he secretly rejoiced that he had escaped with his life.

But who could have imagined that a year later, Master Yunyi would suddenly bring up the old matter again and personally lead the two of them to apologize? This made him uneasy and full of speculation.

"Elder Xunzhao, I was indeed ignorant and arrogant back then, and offended Magistrate Li, but... but I didn't even have a chance to do anything before I was seriously injured and had to recuperate."

Within the Taoist temple, each person has their own duties.

The supervisor, commonly known as the "head of the household," is the person in charge of all affairs in a Taoist monastery, essentially equivalent to the abbot.

The monastic supervisor was responsible for assigning miscellaneous tasks, supervising affairs, and maintaining order within the temple, essentially serving as the head of the Buddhist Vinaya Institute.

As a Supreme Elder, Master Yuhai is in seclusion year-round and does not manage worldly affairs.

Therefore, the affairs of Qingcheng Mountain are usually managed by Abbot Songhe and Inspector Yunyi.

Seeing Tang Shan's frustrated and aggrieved expression, Daoist Yunyi felt utterly helpless.

To be honest, the so-called offense and conflict can be said to exist, or it can be said not to exist. After all, a one-sided beating doesn't really count as a conflict, and in terms of interests, Li Cunxiao has the upper hand.

However, circumstances were beyond his control. Wang Jian, that scoundrel, always kept in mind the unification of Sichuan, and thus allied himself with the barbarians of the snowy mountains.

With Qingcheng Mountain sandwiched between the northwest and the southeast, this is not a good thing.

On the contrary, if they could bring in Li Cunxiao, the imperial envoy, not to mention the deterrent effect on Wang Jian, if they could also befriend the venerable master Qici, then the current crisis could be resolved.

As for Victoria and Wing, to be honest, he didn't really think much of those remote and desolate places.

As long as the peaceful situation can be maintained before the Supreme Elder's cultivation breaks through, then it's fine to give it away; it can be taken back in the future.

"Don't worry too much, this is just a misunderstanding. Even out of respect for Qingcheng, Magistrate Li won't do anything."

"To be honest, I am on equal footing with Prefect Li, while you two are just juniors."

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan and Tang Wei both fell silent, their thoughts unknown.

The white crane flew extremely fast and soon arrived at the border between Wenzhou and Fuzhou, where a vast military camp came into view.

From afar, the swords and halberds stood like a forest, and thousands of fierce warriors, their blood surging, exuded a valiant aura, yet they lacked the demonic ferocity and brutality of ordinary regional military commanders.

Upon seeing this, the three men were all surprised. Before they had gone a mile from the military camp, they lowered their altitude and walked forward.

The white crane was enormous and made no attempt to conceal its size. The soldiers on the watchtower spotted it early on, but seeing that it meant no harm, they did not draw their bows or arrows.

"He who comes is stopped!"

"I am Daoist Yunyi from Qingcheng Mountain. I have come to pay my respects to you on the orders of Master Yuhai."

Yun Yi was, after all, a high-ranking member of the sect. Dressed in a Taoist robe and wearing a lotus crown, holding a ruyi scepter, he naturally exuded a Taoist and otherworldly air.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers dared not delay and were about to send someone to announce their arrival when a familiar voice rang out:
“Master Yunyi is a highly accomplished Taoist master, a true cultivator of the Dao. How could I possibly trouble you?”

"My elder brother gave the instructions long ago, and I have been waiting for him for a long time."

Li Guangyi, leading a squad of Imperial Guards, strode out in full armor to greet them.

"Does Lord Li know I'm coming?" Daoist Yunyi asked, somewhat surprised.

"Are you Li Guangyi, the son of Lord Li?"

Li Guangyi's eye twitched. "What 'young master'? It's just a nickname."

"Three, please."

As Li Guangyi spoke, he led the three into the central army. Along the way, the soldiers were drilling and practicing martial arts in an orderly manner, unlike the chaotic and disorderly atmosphere of ordinary regional military governors' soldiers.

Wang Jian, a long-time rival of Qingcheng, had a formidable army of Pihudu, but their discipline was worrisome. His soldiers often left the camp without permission and humiliated the people.

The scene before him was a stark contrast to what he had seen in the past, and Yunyi Daoist's evaluation of Li Cunxiao rose even higher.

However, once inside the main hall, the central seat was empty.

"Please have a seat, my elder brother is currently meditating with the Venerable Master Qici, he will be here soon."

As soon as Li Guangyi spoke, the three men from Qingcheng trembled and dared not raise any objections.

Just kidding, Yunyi can only grumble when Li Cunxiao is around.

With Grandmaster Qici present, what else can be said?
"Wait patiently? Qingcheng certainly knows his manners."

Even within the secret realm, Li Cunxiao could perceive the outside world through the artifact's spirit.

Tang Shan and Tang Wei remained silent, while only Daoist Yunyi was talking to Li Guangyi, trying to gather intelligence.

"You brat, you dare to be distracted while fighting your master?"

With a furious roar, a spiked club crackling with lightning descended from the sky. The image of Yamantaka did not radiate outwards, but instead shrank to a size of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) and attached itself to Qici's back.

Such a ferocious strike distorted even the air itself amidst the lightning; before it even reached the body, it already caused a sharp pain.

However, that's where it all ends.

As if he had anticipated this, Li Cunxiao flashed and appeared a mile away. At the same time, he drew his Qiankun Bow and pulled back an arrow. The black arrow, like a shooting star, pierced Qici's armpit with extreme cunning.

"Humph! Ha!"

The free arm of Yamantaka immediately returned to protect, and one of the three heads inhaled and exhaled.

The flames of the Bright King expanded, like a Vajra peak, colliding with the black arrow and exploding with a deafening roar, spreading out in a ring and forming a magnificent fiery cloud in the sky of the secret realm.

Correspondingly, after the black arrow shattered, it was as if a hole had been torn open in the blue sky, from which an endless black tide surged out, constantly clashing and eroding with the flame waves.

After several dozen breaths, Qi Ci voluntarily put away his spiked club and said irritably:

"Don't fight, don't fight!"

Li Cunxiao's figure appeared from somewhere in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and on the fully drawn Qiankun Bow, two arrows formed from flames and gales slowly dissipated.

“Master, a few days ago we had to fight for half a day, but today it’s only been half an hour.”

"If you lack even the willpower to spar with your disciple, how will you ever attain supreme enlightenment?"

Hearing his disciple's teasing, the head monk rolled his eyes. "You still have the nerve to bring that up?" "I was just trying to spar with you out of kindness, and I couldn't even hit you once with my stick, and now you're criticizing me? You're really going against the natural order!"

Having said that, he flew straight down from Qianyang Palace in a huff. Li Cunxiao couldn't hold back any longer and finally chased after him with a hearty laugh.

"Master, please calm down. I was just joking around."

The master and disciple took their seats in the Qianyang Hall. The senior monk was still angry and snorted, but when he thought of what had just happened, he couldn't help but sigh.

“My master used to teach me that there are always people better than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding. I never thought that this saying would come true for my own disciple.”

"I never imagined that you would integrate the three religions into one, the grandmaster's dojo, and the grotto-heaven secret realm."

"Below the Grandmaster level, you are probably invincible."

Li Cunxiao smiled upon hearing this, neither confirming nor denying it.

Within the Niwan Palace, the altars of Heaven, Earth, and Sea overlap in a triangular shape, subtly connecting the entire grotto-heaven secret realm.

The effects of the "Three Altars World" at the temple were even stronger than he had imagined.

The Dharma of the Grand Master is to emulate Heaven and Earth, to follow the laws of nature, to manifest the inner landscape outwardly, and to transform a place into a sacred space.

In the Daoist temple, the Grandmaster is the master of heaven and earth, the immortal of the land, hence the name "Land Immortal".

The primary function of a temple is, firstly, to seal off the space, allowing entry but not exit;
For example, if Taiyi Zhenren were to unleash his Blood Lake Fengdu, it would be as easy as catching a turtle in a jar for someone like the Dharma King of the Ming Cult.

Only a master of the same level as Yelü Yi could contend with a dojo.

Secondly, legal principles overshadow reality, strengthening oneself and weakening the enemy.

Whether to strengthen or weaken an aspect depends on the differences in individual martial arts techniques, as each will have different effects.

Li Cunxiao, as a grandmaster, mastered the methods of the Taoist temple by relying on the "True Scripture of the Three Altars and the Sea Assembly".

The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism each have their own representative figures, representing the three great emperors of Heaven, Earth, and Water respectively. Among them, the Haotian (昊天) representative figure is the most unique, as it is both a representative figure and the Heavenly Altar among the three altars of Heaven, Earth, and Water.

The first-rank Heavenly Official bestows blessings during the Upper Yuan; the second-rank Earthly Official pardons sins during the Middle Yuan; and the third-rank Water Official relieves calamities during the Lower Yuan.

The Three Officials and the Three Teachings are united as one, and the sacred space is the "Three Altars World," which consists of Heaven, Earth, and Water, as well as Blessing, Sin, and Calamity, forming its own world.

But if that were all, it wouldn't be enough to make Qi Ci feel so bad.

Although those at the Dharma Realm possess a Dao Field, the size of that field is limited by their strength.

Grandmaster martial artists collect the vital energy, aiming for perfection with the 108 gods and demons.

To become a grandmaster, one must break through the Heavenly and Earthly Fiends, and only by destroying them can one establish anew.

The fierce and malevolent gods and demons are the pillars of the divine palace. If the fierce and malevolent gods and demons supporting the outer landscape are destroyed, the outer landscape will collapse and shrink like a chicken egg, and then the chaotic spirit and demon will be split open.

Such an inner landscape breaks the boundary between reality and illusion, merging with heaven and earth, like an ancient demon god creating the heavens, thus achieving the external landscape's imagery.

The ninth realm of Dharma cultivation is measured by the "double heaven".

A Grandmaster who has just ascended to the first level of Heaven has a Daoist temple that covers an area of ​​only one mile in radius.

Only after the number of layers increases can it be increased to ten miles or a hundred miles.

Logically speaking, although Li Cunxiao has three Dharma images, his cultivation level is still far from the eighth realm of perfection. Even if he condenses a Dao field, it would be good enough if it could cover one mile.

But the irony is that he is not only the master of the three religions, but also the master of Lingbao!
His primordial spirit had long been able to penetrate every corner of the secret realm, and even influence the external void through it.

For an ordinary Grandmaster, the inner vision manifests outwardly. This is because, facing this vast and boundless world, one must try to expand one's own small world without collapsing, and the difficulty of this is unimaginable.

The Dragon Palace Secret Realm, however, is a complete and fully controlled small world, much like dropping ink into a basin of water.

The former needs to solidify into an ink block to prevent it from being diluted;
The latter is equivalent to having a sealed container in the water; the ink doesn't need to be dripped into the basin, but rather into this sealed container.

What Li Cunxiao wanted to do was to inject his own dojo into this ready-made small world, and the area under his control would naturally cover a radius of a hundred miles around the secret realm!
As for the effects of the Three Altars World, it's quite simple, just four words:
Seek good fortune and avoid misfortune!

It is said that grandmasters and masters have their hearts in harmony with the will of Heaven, and they sense the autumn wind before it blows.

Li Cunxiao's abilities weren't as exaggerated as some people thought. It was just that the Three Officials Emperors had the power to control fortune, prosperity, disaster, and calamity, and within the temple, they could make the choices that were most beneficial to themselves in the unseen realm.

Qi Ci's complaints stemmed from the fact that, despite being of a higher cultivation level than his disciple, his opponent seemed to anticipate his every attack, minimizing the damage he inflicted.

After a few days, they were even able to completely avoid it.

Having strength but nowhere to use it is an absolutely disgusting feeling.

That's why the senior monk said that Li Cunxiao might not win against everyone below the level of a grandmaster, but he would never lose.

It is conceivable that as one's cultivation level improves, the effect of "avoiding misfortune and seeking good fortune" will be enhanced in the future.

"When I truly become a Grandmaster, perhaps I will be able to control not only myself, but also all the life, death, fortune and misfortune of my opponents, just like the Three Emperors."

“Every move is in harmony with the general trend of the world, like the butterfly effect. Start from small things and guide things to develop in the direction that is most beneficial to oneself and least beneficial to the opponent.”

Li Cunxiao let his thoughts wander after a long time, but remembering that there were people from Qingcheng Mountain waiting outside, he did not deliberately delay.

He gave the order, instructing the spirit dragon to guide spiritual energy for Qici's cultivation, and then he himself flashed back to reality.

The Azure Phoenix Armor shifted its luster, instantly transforming into a Taoist robe. Li Cunxiao smiled as he entered the central military hall and proclaimed loudly:
"I have heard that Qingcheng has a divine skill called the Jade Chamber Technique, which says that men do not need to take off their clothes and women do not need to loosen their belts. They can communicate spiritually over a thousand miles and their hearts can connect over ten thousand miles. It is a superior method of dual cultivation."

"However, it is common for disciples to be unable to understand its mysteries and to be confined to their beds."

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan and Tang Wei were immediately embarrassed.

They could tell, of course, that the disciple Li Cunxiao was referring to as trapped under the bed was the furnace that Huang Silang had given to Tang Wei.

This led to a series of subsequent events.

Upon hearing this voice, Daoist Yunyi immediately perked up and examined the person closely. He found the man to be ethereal and otherworldly, unlike a general who had fought on the battlefield, but rather like a celestial being banished from heaven.

Is this person Li Cunxiao?
We're both at the seventh realm, yet I can't see through his cultivation level!

Despite his surprise, he couldn't help but smile.
"Lord Li is quite knowledgeable about my Qingcheng martial arts. He truly deserves to be called a prodigy from the Louguan Sect."

“You are right. The way of replenishing energy is not about replenishing yang through sexual intercourse. It is about replenishing my energy with the energy of heaven and earth, replenishing my essence with the essence of heaven and earth, and replenishing my spirit with the spirit of heaven and earth.”

"My transformation is shaped by the transformations of Heaven and Earth; my life is sustained by the destiny of Heaven and Earth; as long as the energy of Heaven and Earth continues, so too will my energy; as long as the transformations of Heaven and Earth cease, so too will my transformations; as long as the destiny of Heaven and Earth remains intact, so too will my destiny remain intact."

They boasted about their own cultivation techniques and philosophies, which made the two members of the Tang family feel proud as well, and they were no longer so embarrassed.

Fortunately, Daoist Yunyi knew his limits and withdrew immediately, summoning two members of the Tang family.

“Lord Li, I know that a year ago, there was a misunderstanding because of the Fuzhou incident.”

"Today, I have brought these two juniors to apologize to you. I hope you will forgive their past mistakes and be lenient with me."

Without hesitation, the two members of the Tang family bowed deeply, asking their seniors to forgive their sins.

When Li Cunxiao heard that the other party had lowered their seniority, he knew that the other party was sincere and had given him enough face.

To be honest, if the people from Qingcheng hadn't brought it up, he would have almost forgotten about that incident.

But this is not the point.

"It's nothing, Daoist Yunyi, there's no need to worry about it. But you didn't come here today specifically to apologize, did you?"

Yun Yi Dao Ren felt relieved, and seeing the other's magnanimity, his smile deepened.
"I wonder if Governor Li is interested in the shipping and trade in Sichuan?"

(End of this chapter)