Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Soon, several people saw the silkworm pupae in the tomb and were somewhat confused.

They called out, even sent messages via telepathy, but received no response. For a moment, they didn't know what was going on.

Zhang Ziyang guessed, "Although I don't understand why Young Friend Jiang turned into a silkworm chrysalis, I think he has reached a certain level of understanding. He is either breaking through or preparing to recover. We just need to protect him."

Qingyun nodded and glanced at Duan Siping subconsciously. Duan Siping felt it and his stabbing gaze made Qingyun feel uncomfortable.

It has been seven years, and Qingyun has not changed at all. They are wary of him like a thief. As soon as something goes wrong, they immediately suspect him. It is simply unreasonable.

If he hadn't just eaten his spiritual peach, he would have beaten him up.

Qingyun knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't respond, but just smiled awkwardly.

"Please don't blame me, senior. Qingyun is just worried about the safety of Mr. Jiang. Please forgive me for any offense I have caused." Zhang Ziyang explained on his behalf.

Duan Siping snorted coldly, retracted his gaze that wanted to stab someone, and said, "Don't worry, I, Duan Siping, am not the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress. Moreover, I have received the kindness from Jiang Weichen, and I will repay him."

After saying that, Duan Siping returned to where he usually meditated and sat down, obviously ready to guard.

Zhang Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had made some progress in his spiritual practice and had broken through to the late stage of Grandmaster,

But he had just entered the scene for the first time, and after watching the battle between Duan Siping and Taizu, he knew that his skills and combat power were far inferior to Duan Siping's.

Chapter 461 Xiaoyaozi's Anxiety

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, another three years had passed.

In the back mountain, Zhang Ziyang and Qingyun stood side by side. Qingyun looked at the bare Qingyun Mountain and felt like crying but had no tears.

"Zhang Ziyang, what's wrong with Qingyun Mountain? Although the seasons were reversed in the past few years, they still existed throughout the year. How come it has become like this now? Is this still a place for people to live?"

Zhang Ziyang watched as the entire Qingyun Mountain became a completely barren mountain, with all the vegetation dead and even the tenacious weeds on the roadside gone.

Only rocks and dust remained on the entire mountain, and the rocks were not as hard as before. In just two or three years, they showed signs of weathering.

Even the area within five miles around Qingyun Mountain was affected, and the fields at the foot of the mountain had not produced any harvest for three years.

If it weren't for Taoist Qingyun who went out to get some money and food to help them, they might have either moved away or filed a complaint with the authorities.

Zhang Ziyang looked towards the tomb. It was still the same, with no extra changes. He could only reply, "Qi is the root of all things. Now that the Qi on this mountain has been absorbed by Jiang Xiaoyou, all things will naturally wither."

"Even if all the spiritual energy was absorbed, it wouldn't be like this. Aren't those places lacking spiritual energy still thriving?"

"Qingyun, you are wrong. Spiritual energy can only give birth to all things. It is just nutrition, not the root of all things. The energy of the five elements is the energy of all things.

This mountain must be lacking the five elements, which makes it impossible for all things to be created. Even if there is spiritual energy, it is useless.

Look at the weathered rocks; perhaps they lack the energy of earth and metal, losing their solidity and leading to their current state."

After he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew up, stirring up countless sand and dust. The two of them quickly released their true energy to block the sand and dust.

"Damn it, I can't stay here anymore. Qingyun Mountain has been turned into a desert. How the hell can it be restored?

Jiang kid has gone too far. When he recovers, if he can't help me get back to normal, I'll make him compensate me for Peach Valley."

Qingyun looked at the mountaintop covered in wind and sand, and was speechless for a moment.

Duan Siping, who was not far away, looked at the sky with lifeless eyes, his eyes full of confusion.

Three years have passed, and he still hasn't been able to break through, and he only has two more years left to live.

Suddenly, the wind and sand blinded him. Duan Siping withdrew his gaze and looked towards Qingyun in the pavilion. He said, "Fellow Daoist Qingyun, could you find another spiritual peach for me?"

Qingyun turned to look at Duan Siping. It would be easy for him to go to the Supreme Alliance to ask for a spiritual peach.

Those people in the Supreme Alliance are all young men and don’t need to extend their lifespan at all.

For them, spiritual peaches are either used for cultivation or given to their families.

However, the contribution required to exchange spiritual peaches every year is a huge number, which is not as good as exchanging them for medicinal herbs for cultivation.

As for those who want to redeem it to extend the life of their family, except for those at a high level, it is difficult for ordinary people to collect enough contribution points.

Considering his friendship with Jiang Weichen as he had guarded his tomb for eleven years, even if some people had objections when asking for the spiritual peaches, they had to give them up obediently.

But he knew Jiang Weichen's intention, so how could he let Duan Siping get it easily?

"Senior, you also know that spiritual peaches are precious. The last time I went to ask for spiritual peaches, they were a little unhappy. I can't go again. We still have to get along in the future.

Although Kunlun Peach Valley is hard to find, with your cultivation level, it's easy to grab two spiritual peaches. You don't need me to do it for you."

Duan Siping was puzzled when he heard Qingyun's answer. Jiang Weichen was not dead, and Qingyun had a deep friendship with him. If he wanted the spiritual peaches, why should he care about the attitudes of his subordinates?

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, as long as you are willing to find some magical peaches for me, I am willing to release my artistic conception every day for you to gain enlightenment." Duan Siping offered the condition.

Qingyun was somewhat tempted, but when he thought that Jiang Weichen's understanding was even deeper than Duan Siping's, he wondered why he should go so far.

"Senior, go grab it yourself. It's just two spiritual peaches. Even if Jiang kid wakes up, he probably won't care."

Qingyun refused again. Duan Siping looked towards the grave, hesitated, and finally sighed and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

Another year passed, and this year, Xiaoyaozi, who was in seclusion in Changchun Valley, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

This uneasiness came out of nowhere and was tied to the fate of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Kuangyin should not deal with him.

The only person who posed a threat to him was Fuyaozi from Mount Hua, but twelve years ago, when he searched the soul of his disciple, he did not come out to deal with him.

Later, when he integrated the Taoist sect, it did not come out to stop him, and it would not suddenly target him now.

Duan Siping, who couldn't break through, posed no threat to him, so he didn't take him seriously.

After eliminating them one by one, the only possible possibility was the Immortal-Slaying Sword that had been nurtured for more than ten years.

Xiaoyaozi left the place of retreat and came to the offering hall. In the middle of the hall, a big knife with a black body and a bright blade stood upright on the shelf.

It has been twelve years. After twelve years of nourishment from luck, the originally blood-red sword has now returned to its original appearance.

The originally terrifying murderous aura has also been restrained, and now no trace of it can be felt.

Xiaoyaozi held the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand, picked it up, weighed it carefully, and murmured, "The weight has increased again, and the strength has increased again."

"Alas." Xiaoyaozi sighed softly. After more than ten years of nurturing, the knife not only slowly returned to its original color from blood red, but also increased in weight almost every year.

It is said that this knife is spiritual, and the changes over more than ten years have made him believe it without a doubt, because this knife, like a person, can absorb luck and strengthen itself.

But for more than ten years, he knew that the knife had a spirit, but he still couldn't get in touch with it.

Although with the recognition of the Immortal-Slaying Sword by his subordinates, it can gather some luck.

He borrowed Zhao Kuangyin's method of absorbing luck and created a similar method.

By using this method, one can now slightly sense the gathering luck and mobilize the sect's luck gathered by the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

It’s a pity that this luck is too rare and has little effect on him.

Luck was too ethereal and difficult to detect. He didn't know whether the lack of luck was due to the small number of followers or whether the original luck had been absorbed by the knife.

Xiaoyaozi stroked the blade gently and said in a low voice, "Is Jiang Weichen the only one who can gain your approval? Although he created you, he is dead.

"I'm conceited about my talent and ability, and I've been nurturing you for twelve years. Can't I gain your approval?"

After he finished speaking, the Immortal-Slaying Sword remained motionless, as if it were a dead object.

Upon seeing this, Xiaoyaozi's face turned cold and he said in a serious tone, "I will not allow any accidents to occur on my path to breakthrough."

Xiaoyaozi looked towards the northeast, "It's been eleven years. Duan Siping has been staying in Qingyun Mountain for eleven years.

If those two people didn't really have Jiang Weichen's inheritance, why was Duan Siping so persistent?

I must obtain the method to forge the sword spirit. If you do not agree with me, then I will destroy you and forge a new one."

After saying this, Xiaoyaozi called his disciple Li Canghai, gave him a few instructions, and let him leave.

Then he called Huang Shang over. Looking at this sixty-year-old man with gray hair and wrinkles, Xiaoyaozi said directly, "I heard that in the past ten years, influenced by Murong Longcheng's compassionate spirit, many people in the world have turned to Buddhism and become monks. Your Majesty has been troubled.

As the Imperial Master of the Great Song Dynasty, how can I not share your Majesty's worries?"

Chapter 462: Changing Buddhism to Taoism

Huang Shang was puzzled. Although the outside world was indeed influenced by Murong Longcheng's benevolent mood as Xiaoyaozi said, the warriors were fine, and those with strong will were not affected at all.

But those ordinary people who have been kneeling in front of the statues that embody compassion for years have now regained their original selves.

But under the subtle influence, they will still instinctively get close to Buddhism. Over the past ten years, many of them have become monks.

The number of Buddhist monks increases year by year, and there is a tendency to build up to the level of 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties.

Your Majesty has also issued methods to calm the mind and concentrate the spirit, allowing the people under your rule to practice them.

However, the method of calming the mind and concentrating the spirit often requires one to practice it willingly in order to be effective. Forced practice will not be very effective.

Ordinary people don’t care whether their hearts are inclined towards Buddhism or Taoism. All they care about is having enough food and clothing, and they don’t mind whether their hearts are inclined towards Buddhism.

With this kind of thinking, one either does not practice or practices only for show.

If you are absent-minded, not to mention calming your mind and concentrating your thoughts, even the most magical method will be useless.

Although Your Majesty is worried about this, Your Majesty is strong and is not too worried for the time being.

He also had some guesses about the relationship between Xiaoyaozi and His Majesty. They were just using each other. Would Xiaoyaozi be so kind as to share His Majesty's worries?

Huang Shang was puzzled, but he heard Xiaoyaozi say, "Your Majesty is worried about the excessive number of Buddhist believers and the expansion of Buddhism. I have a method that can alleviate your worries."

"National Master, what method is this?" Huang Shang asked.

"Change Buddhism to Taoism, and let Buddhist monks join Taoism to become a branch."

Huang Shang was stunned. He thought Xiaoyaozi wanted to destroy Buddhism, eliminate Buddhist beliefs, and then promote Taoist ideas.

Since ancient times, conflicts between Buddhism and Taoism have been the norm. He could understand if Xiaoyaozi wanted to destroy Buddhism.

After all, destroying Buddhism was also beneficial to the imperial court, as it could obtain the money and land that Buddhism had accumulated.

Since ancient times, there have been many emperors who destroyed Buddhism, including Tuoba Tao of Northern Wei, Yuwen Yong of Northern Zhou, Emperor Gaozu of Tang Li Yuan, Emperor Wu of Tang Li Yan, and Emperor Shizong of Zhou Chai Rong.

Being well-read, he is naturally very familiar with this. Now that Buddhism has risen again, he is not surprised by the move to destroy Buddhism again, and His Majesty will surely not object.

But he didn't expect Xiaoyaozi to be so excessive and directly change Buddhism to Taoism. Was this not just preaching the religion, but directly forcing Buddhism to join Taoism?

If this is implemented, it will be a huge blow to Buddhism and a shame that will be passed down through the ages.

Today, Buddhist disciples are spread all over the world. Although the Taoist sect has been preaching for ten years and Xiaoyaozi has forced the sect to recruit disciples, its number is still not as large as that of Buddhism.

If Buddhism is changed to Taoism, the power of Changchun Palace will increase dramatically in an instant.