Under One Person: I Have a Billion Taoist Gods Within Me

The scene changes.

Da Luo Palace, behind the mountain.

At this moment, Li Yuan sat cross-legged atop the mountain, his eyes slightly lowered and his lips moving softly.

The mantras uttered softly echoed between heaven and earth, each word a precious gem.

"The North Pole stands majestically, and the Purple Star shines in the center."

Tianpeng holds a halberd, and Tianyou supports a bow.

Yisheng wields his sword, Zhenwu rides the dragon.

The Four Saints descend upon the court, refining my true palace.

The internal organs are clear and open, and the spirit and vital energy are in harmony.

"Hear my incantation, swiftly descend from the heavens!"

This is the "Four Saints of the North Pole Refining Truth Mantra".

We may invite the four guardian saints under the command of the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei: Marshal Tianpeng, Vice Marshal Tianyou, True Lord Yisheng Baode, and Great Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo...

With its divine power, it protects the four organs of the liver, lungs, heart, and kidneys, and harmonizes the spleen in the central palace.

It allows the true qi of the five internal organs to return to its origin, thus harmonizing life and nature.

The incantation had just ended.

Suddenly, Li Yuan's ancestral aperture between his eyebrows trembled, and a stream of purple energy shot straight down from his Niwan point.

Suddenly, the inner gate of the scene opened up.

What appears in consciousness is not the chaotic and unclear inner world of ordinary cultivators.

It was actually an ancient and immeasurably majestic [Great Luo Divine Palace]!

The palace was so vast and so high that its magnificent buildings stretched to the very edge of consciousness. Every brick and tile was formed from the essence of the Dao and was surrounded by primordial light.

Countless thrones stood in the palace, from the Three Pure Ones, the Four Emperors, and the Five Elders of the Five Directions, down to the Thunder God of the Nine Heavens, the Immortals of Blessed Lands and Grotto Heavens, the Gods of Mountains and Rivers, and even the Six Ding and Six Jia, the Merit Officers and Talisman Envoys...

In all the deities recorded in the Taoist pantheon, there is a phantom sitting in the center, intertwined with divine light, majestic as the sea.

The entire palace was a complete reflection of the Taoist pantheon of gods embedded in his mind!

This is precisely Li Yuan's most hidden advantage in transmigrating to the present world.

His inner world was born as a 【Great Luo Palace】that could be sensed and commanded by any thought!

All it takes is the light of sexuality and a single thought.

This allows one to bypass cumbersome rituals and directly communicate with the corresponding deity in the palace, borrowing a trace of their true essence and divine form to descend and assist in the path.

At this moment, drawn by the power of the incantation, the divine positions belonging to the Four Saints of the North Pole in the palace suddenly shone brightly.

Immediately afterwards—

Four divine thoughts, as solid as mountains and as majestic as the heavens, rose from their corresponding divine thrones in the Great Luo Palace like stars falling from the sky, reflecting on the core of the inner landscape.

There stood the four holy figures of Tianpeng, Tianyou, Yisheng, and Zhenwu, each positioned in one of the four directions, guarding the side of the spiritual platform of Liyuan's consciousness.

In the eastern position, Marshal Tianpeng manifested his nine-headed, thirty-six-armed form, wielding various magical weapons such as axes, bows and arrows, and swords and halberds, his body surrounded by mysterious energy flowing like a black ocean.

Its power is awe-inspiring, and a wisp of azure energy flows from its form, like spring trees sprouting, flowing freely and smoothly, bringing peace and tranquility to the soul.

In the Western position, Vice Commander Tianyou manifested as a mighty warrior, wielding a golden hammer and jade axe, with a halo hanging on his back and his feet treading on the Milky Way.

Its vital energy permeated the lungs and spirit, and a stream of pure white essence slowly flowed in, like autumn gold gathering and gathering, with long and deep breaths and solidified spiritual power.

In the south, the True Lord Yisheng wears a Three-Platform Crown, a Seven-Star Cloak, and holds a Black Tortoise Sword; his gaze is like lightning, piercing through the darkness.

His spirit focused on his heart palace, and a spark of true fire ignited from the tip of the sword, nourishing his mind and spirit, dispelling distracting thoughts, and gradually brightening his spiritual light.

In the northern position, Zhenwu the Great sits cross-legged on a black dragon, with disheveled hair and bare feet, holding a sword and making hand gestures, with a tortoise and snake intertwined behind him.

Its essence combines with the kidneys, and a stream of mysterious true water gushes out, nourishing the kidney essence, consolidating the essence and storing the will, like winter water containing yang.

The four holy figures spoke in unison, their voices resounding like heavenly bells, echoing within the inner realm:

"By imperial decree from the North Pole, I will assist you in your cultivation!"

In an instant.

Strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the several tens of feet of space centered on Li Yuan.

The sky, which was originally clear and bright, suddenly showed strange phenomena in the bright daylight.

The Big Dipper shone brightly in the depths of the sky, especially the Purple Star, whose brilliance descended like a ribbon, enveloping the mountain peak.

In all directions, the faint phantoms of divine generals appeared in the clouds. Although their full forms were not revealed, a solemn and awe-inspiring aura permeated the void.

The mountain winds are no longer raging, but instead transform into orderly flowing energy, cycling and repeating like the changing of the four seasons.

The grass and trees rustled, as if countless whispers of chanting were coming from the earth's veins.

The dew that condensed in the air did not fall, but instead transformed into glistening beads of energy that swirled around Li Yuan, reflecting the brilliance of the stars and moon, as if guiding the essence of heaven.

With a clear mind, Li Yuan slowly inhaled and exhaled, following the "Northern Four Saints' Purification and Guiding Technique".

With each breath, the sacred Qi from the four directions enters the body along with the starlight, respectively infusing the liver, lungs, heart, and kidneys;

With each exhale, the spleen in the middle jiao (middle burner) becomes harmonious and circulates the qi of the four internal organs, allowing them to generate and blend together.

Within the five internal organs, the true qi gradually circulates like five-colored smoke and mist:

Liver Qi transforms into the Azure Dragon, Lung Qi manifests as the White Tiger, Heart Qi dances as the Vermilion Bird, Kidney Qi subdues the Black Tortoise, and Spleen Qi resides in the center, presenting the image of the Yellow Court True Earth.

This is the secret meaning of "The Four Saints govern the Five Organs, and the Five Qi return to the Origin".

Divinity unites with physical nature, and life cultivation nourishes spiritual cultivation.

Unbeknownst to them, the four holy images within the inner vision gradually faded, transforming into four talismans that were imprinted on the divine light of the five internal organs.

Li Yuan felt a fire rising from his tailbone, his Qi passing through the three gates and penetrating straight to the Niwan point, then descending to the Chonglou point to warm and nourish his entire body.

It felt as if I was sitting in the Purple Palace, with the Big Dipper hanging overhead and stars as my companions, my life force and the light of my being shining brightly together.

Once the work was completed, the four illusory figures receded into the depths of the Great Luo Palace and returned to their respective divine seats. Only their divine will seals remained in their five internal organs, protecting their true essence.

As the starlight around Li Yuan faded, the world returned to tranquility. Yet, between the opening and closing of his eyes, a fleeting glimpse of the North Pole's radiance vanished.

Deeper still, there is the illusory image of the Great Luo Palace, which is surrounded by all gods and can be communicated with at will, quietly floating in the sea of ​​sexual light.

The mountain breeze remains unchanged, and the pines rustle in the wind.

The faint sound of the morning bell from the distant Daluo Palace echoed through the mountains and forests, heralding the start of a new day.

Just as he was about to get up, a thought suddenly occurred to him, and he listened intently.

From the direction of the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, came two steady and rhythmic footsteps, one heavy and one light, one steady and one light and agile, approaching from afar.

There was also a faint fluctuation of "qi" that was slightly different from the pure qi in the mountains, mixed in with the wind, which he keenly caught.

Those were unique "traces" on the bodies of cultivators. Although they were deliberately concealed, under Li Yuan's perception, they were still as clear as a drop of ink in clear water.

A slight thought stirred within him. Without opening his eyes, he merely parted his lips slightly, and a short incantation flowed silently through his mind:

"The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, and everything is brightly lit."

"A thousand miles are like a door, and all things are revealed."

"I beseech the Duty Officer to help me open my eyes—swiftly!"

This is the [Dense Vision Mantra].

It is not a profound technique, but it excels in its lightness and speed.

One can borrow a wisp of divine power from the day-roaming deity or the duty officer who patrols the heavens and earth.

It briefly enhances the caster's perception, allowing them to "see" figures and scenes in a specific location while in a meditative state.

Inside the Great Luo Palace of the Li Yuan Inner Realm, the position of the Duty Officer God lit up slightly as a wisp of divine thought arrived to bless him.

In an instant!

What Li Yuan "sees" is not the high mountains and clouds that can be seen with the naked eye.

Instead, it is a "mental landscape" that clearly reflects a section of stone steps at the foot of the mountain:

A serious-looking, tall middle-aged man and a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old with bright and curious eyes are climbing the steps.

The middle-aged man had a calm and composed demeanor, with an air of righteousness surrounding him.

And the boy next to him...

"Lu Jin?"

A slight ripple of unexpected emotion stirred within Li Yuan's heart.

The Lu family banquet is about to be held.

He knew that the Lu family would send someone, and that the person would be of high status.

But Lu Jin...

This is the future "Ten Elders," the impeccably groomed Mr. Lu.

At this moment, he was still a young boy whose talent was just beginning to emerge and whose eyes were full of curiosity, and he came with his father.

Looking at the still somewhat childish yet already handsome face in his mind, a scene with a touch of absurdity suddenly leaped into Li Yuan's mind—

At the bustling and lively Lu family banquet.

The still-childish young master of the Lu family was slapped to tears by the now arrogant and domineering "Brother Bao Ying," the future top expert of Longhu Mountain—a truly memorable scene...

Even though Li Yuan's mental cultivation had reached a state of perfect tranquility, he couldn't help but feel a slight smile deep in his heart at this moment.

This is neither praise nor criticism.

It is a subtle feeling from a detached perspective when facing the present, after only knowing some interesting fragment of the "future".

But it was this slight smile that made him realize something even more clearly.

He not only had to attend the Lu family's grand banquet, but he also wanted to use it as an opportunity to truly begin making his moves.

Since he realized he had transmigrated to this world, and knew of the impending catastrophe that would engulf the entire realm...

And the fate of the Daluo Palace, which carries a thousand-year-old tradition but will be destroyed by war in the future.

He never limited himself to being merely a hermit Taoist.

The inner palace of Daluo granted him the ability to communicate with all the gods and understand the mysteries, and his precognitive memories allowed him to see the direction of certain historical trends.

What he needs is a suitable entry point, a stage that allows him to legitimately contact the core forces of the supernatural world and quietly sow the seeds.

The old master Lu's birthday banquet will extend invitations to all sects and factions of extraordinary individuals from all over the world, as well as a host of heroes and valiant figures, who may all gather in Hunan and Hubei at that time.

There couldn't be a better opportunity.

He wasn't just there to attend the banquet; he was also there to "observe the situation" and "make connections."

What he wants to do is not to forcibly change the known course of events.

Instead, amidst the torrent, for the sake of the orthodox tradition, for the common people, and for the "Tao" they themselves seek, they raise a small boat and even attempt to guide the direction of the tributaries.

As the mental image of "penetrating the subtle and seeing the true nature" dissipated, the blessed divine thoughts quietly returned to the seat of the Divine Official.

The starlight on the mountaintop completely disappeared, and the morning light gradually tinted the clouds.

Li Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze clear and deep.

The slight ripples caused by the association with future "memorable scenes" have long since subsided.

Instead, there is a calm and unwavering certainty that seems to encompass the future.

He had planned it all along; the Lu family banquet was the beginning of his scheme.

This trip was both a matter of fate and a deliberate choice to enter the game.