Seeing that the surrounding tourists gradually dispersed, the white-haired old man who had been on the periphery walked over, his eyes full of surprise.

This old man surnamed Zhang just witnessed the process of the young man who fell off the cliff, from dying to waking up. The damage caused by the fall from a high place is constantly being repaired at a very fast speed, which has to be shocking.

The surrounding tourists don't know the subtleties, and the white-haired old man, as a monk in the Xuanmen, can naturally see through the hidden mysteries.

The power of this elixir has only been seen in the ancestor's codex, but today it is really happening in front of his eyes. Presumably, the predecessors contained that the top-grade elixir can live and die human flesh and bones, and it is not a meridian must, groundless talk, it seems that he is still limited by his cultivation and sits in the well and watches the sky.

Thinking of this, I was even more curious about the monk who looked very young, who could make Xuanzheng, an old guy, respectfully call him a senior, and such a magical elixir. The old man racked his brains and searched his memory, but he didn't have the slightest impression of this person.

Old Daoist Xuanzheng had just finished asking Qingyan about the whole matter, and told Qingyan to send a few more powerful Taoist priests to guard the forbidden place in the back mountain. This is the retreat place of the ancestors of Tongbai Temple, although it is now deserted, but the ancestral dojo is not allowed to be disturbed by outsiders.

After finishing the order, he turned around and saw that the white-haired old man was staring at him for a moment, but he was shocked, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Okay, you Zhang Xuanming, do you want to scare the old man to death me?" ”

The white-haired old man snorted coldly. Dissatisfied: "Xuanzheng, are we still friends with the same path?" ”

"Needless to say. We have intersected for decades, how. Did you take the wrong medicine today? ”

Xuanzheng Lao Dao looked puzzled, what kind of madness is this old guy doing today, didn't he see that he was busy, he really didn't have the eyesight to see, and he actually caused chaos to Dao Ye.

The white-haired old man glanced at Xuan Zheng out of the corner of his eye, without saying a word, using the cane in his hand, pacing to the cliff, squinting at the endless clouds and mist circulating in the valley. A burst of distraction.

When the young woman standing quietly next to her saw her grandfather's appearance, she couldn't help but cry and laugh.

Yes, when I am older, my heart and eyes are smaller, and my style of acting has become childlike. Helpless, I had to explain with a smile: "Uncle Xuanzheng, my grandfather blames you for knowing a master but not introducing him to him?" ”

"Superior?" Xuan Zheng's mind flowed, but he understood what was going on, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I said Brother Zhang." You have wronged me, and I just learned about this senior not long ago, no, our Xuanmen monks have a puja once every ten years. I invited him to the old man, and I wasn't just about to introduce him to you. ”

The white-haired old man couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Xuanzheng, what is the origin of this?" ”

"The other day on the Akagi Mountain. Thunder and lightning in the sky, you should know, right? Hyun Jeong asked

"Naturally, I know. Faintly, it seems to be the transformation of the demon fairy. I wanted to investigate. But there were some other things that stumbled, so I didn't go, and then I forgot about it, and I really can't remember if you don't say it. ”

"Last time, on the top of Chicheng Mountain, when the thunder sounded, I was traveling and saw it from afar, but the top of the mountain was covered with clouds and thunder, but the surroundings were thousands of miles of red clouds. I had doubts in my heart, so I sent my disciples Qingyan and Qingfeng to investigate. But he didn't want to receive Qingyan's distress talisman, and Qingfeng was trapped in a formation and couldn't come out.

I rushed to the rescue with Senior Brother Xuanlin, but the formation was unfathomable and contained the power of space, and I couldn't crack it, so I had to wait aside. It turned out that it was this senior, and as for the reason, none of us monks have our own secrets, but it is not easy to ask.

At that time, I watched the achievements of this predecessor, and obviously had broken into the Jindan realm, and when I was excited, I asked the name of the senior, but he left a sentence for me. ”

"Verses? What is the saying, come and listen? The white-haired old man was clearly interested. He heard Xuan Zhengyan that the senior had already broken through to the Jindan realm, and his breath was suffocated.

Jin Dan, that is the realm that many monks dream of on the land of Shenzhou. How many people have spent their lives in penance until they have become enlightened and have gained nothing.

Although there is only a thin line between Zhuji and Jindan, it is extremely difficult for those who cultivate the Tao. Even a thousand years ago, it was a difficult barrier to break through.

The golden one is a strong and eternal thing; Dan is a pure and pure thing. Gu Immortal borrowed the name of Jindan to metaphorize the nature of the true spirit. This nature is in the Confucian name Taiji, in the release name Yuanjue, and in the Taoist name Jindan.

As soon as you enter the realm of Jindan, you can prolong your life for 800 years. It can be said to be an important watershed for Xianfan. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many handsome people have stopped at Jindan, which is regrettable.

When he first came into contact with the Immortal Dao, he was still ambitious, saying that he only wanted to ascend in this life. Unexpectedly, the current world is a monk's nightmare, not to mention that the aura of heaven and earth is drying up day by day, and the people in the immortal path are suppressed by the laws of heaven, and every step is a thousand difficulties.

I still remember my father's entrustment when he turned into a Taoist: Cultivating the Tao in this life, not to become an immortal, I only wish that my Zhang family will continue to pass on the lineage.

Since then, this sentence has accompanied me all my life, and I dare not forget it at any time. I thought that there would be no Jindan monks in the world, but I didn't expect that coming to Tongbaiguan to participate in the ten-year Xuanmen Festival was such a big surprise for myself.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang?"

Xuan Zheng saw Zhang Xuanming looking at the void, he was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but shout.

"Ah, Xuanzheng, tell me what kind of words that Jindan senior left behind, I'm listening."

The white-haired old man came back to his senses from his thoughts, and when he saw Xuan Zhengzheng looking at him with a concerned face, he turned his way.

"I thought the same way at the time, so I bowed down and asked, 'I don't know where my predecessors are cultivating, so I can have a thought in the future, so as not to give birth to the feeling of Nan Ke's dream.'"

The senior smiled and said, "I have a lineage of Tiantai, and I raise danxiang under Yuxiao Peak", and after that, a gust of breeze blew on Chicheng Mountain, and there was no trace of everyone. ”

"I have a lineage of Tiantai, and I raise danxiang under Yuxiao Peak", the white-haired old man whispered: "Could it be that this senior is cultivating on Tiantai Mountain?" ”

"Brother Xuanzheng Dao, the seniors you are talking about are the young men in the guest room in the backyard of the Taoist Temple?" A clear voice came suddenly.

Xuanzheng and Zhang Xuanming hurriedly looked back, but saw that among the green leaves, a figure flashed, a middle-aged Taoist priest, holding a white bi dust, stepping on the rock.

The mountain wind blew the Taoist priest's sky-blue Taoist robe and hunting flying, with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal in the clouds, and the two couldn't help but cheer in their hearts, what a true Taoist. (To be continued......)