Taiping Yaoshu is written by the pre-Qin Qi practitioners, and is divided into three volumes, namely Qi training, foundation building, and Jindan, in order to match the secret magic spiritual method. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And this old Taoist, he obtained this scroll of bamboo slips by chance when he was a child, and now he has been cultivating for a full eighty years, and now he is even at the peak of foundation building.

He is the Nanhua Immortal who gave Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, the book of God in the future.

The fog of history seems to have lifted a veil.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky is in charge.

The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!

A year later, the words of the Yellow Turban Army uprising were also the words of Zhutian!

It can be seen that the Nanhua immortals want to use Zhang Jiao's hand to break the shackles between heaven and earth, break through the peak of the foundation, and step into Jindan Avenue.

"At that time, the poor road will have more than 500 years of longevity, and you can continue to explore the next realm!"

At the top of the mountain, the Nanhua Immortals were thinking about the future, and they suddenly yearned for it in their hearts, and they were about to go down the mountain to complete this matter earlier, but when they were immortal in the future, they heard a voice in their ears.

"But have you ever thought that the person you entrusted in the future was struck by the Heavenly Punishment and died half a year later, and under the tracing of the Heavenly Dao cause and effect, you couldn't escape in the end."

"Who?!"

On the empty mountain peak, after hearing the voice, the Nanhua Immortal stood up suddenly, and his aura was turbulent, and his spiritual sense looked around.

"I heard it just now, someone whispered in the ear of the poor road!"

The upper peak is a hundred meters in size, and after the spiritual sense sweeps, there is nothing but a few raised rocks.

But the voice just now was like a face-to-face conversation between friends, and every word was so clear that it echoed in his ears.

"Could it be at the bottom of the mountain?" Nanhua was confused, walked to the cliff, and looked at the foot of the mountain.

At a glance, the mountain wall of Kunlun Mountain is steep, and the mountainside is above the clouds, which is more than 1,000 zhang high.

"It has been recorded in the bamboo slips, and the secret technique of sound transmission in the foundation building period is only more than 300 zhang at most." Nanhua shook his head, thinking that he had a mental hallucination just now.

"It seems that I still want to work hard, and I need to recuperate for a day before going down to the mountain to preach."

Nanhua muttered to himself, and was about to turn back, but saw the clouds suddenly disperse halfway up the mountain.

"Is it difficult?"

When there is no wind, the clouds spread out for no reason, which can be said to be a demon for no reason.

Nanhua was curious, and recited a mantra.

Between the fluctuations of the aura, after seeing two clear lights running in his eyes, Nanhua immediately looked down the mountain.

The mountain is like a cliff, and ordinary people cannot climb it without the help of equipment.

But for cultivators, although there are some troubles, it is only a matter of time.

Just like Nanhua, the cultivation of the peak of the foundation has been built, and it took a whole day to climb to the top of Kunlun Mountain, which can be seen that the peak is difficult to climb.

"Could it be that this Taoist sent the message to me before to the poor Dao?"

Because the distance was too far away, and there was the bonus of clear secret techniques, he could only vaguely see the person at the foot of the mountain wearing a Taoist robe, looking like a fellow practitioner.

"I guess I also came here to cultivate." Nanhua guessed.

He felt that the Taoists at the foot of the mountain probably heard from other monks that the aura on the top of Kunlun Mountain was much higher than that of the ordinary outside world, so he came here to cultivate.

After all, Nanhua had seen ordinary monks who wanted to come here to cultivate, although there were not many, but there were also many of them, so the people under the mountain were also included in this list.

"I thought he was full of mana, and he used the secret technique of thousands of miles of sound transmission to deter the poor Dao.." The person at the foot of the mountain stopped at the foot of the mountain and did not move, and when Nanhua saw it, when his nervous heart was put down, he smiled and said: "But when he saw the steepness of the mountain, it is estimated that he was also afraid that during his climbing, his mana would not work well, and he would fall down by mistake."

During the decades of cultivation in Kunlun Mountain, Nanhua Lao Immortal had seen too many people who intimidated him, but in the end, they were all sent away by him.

Although it did not cost him his life, it was also a lesson.

After all, a strange monk who comes to someone else's cultivation cave to practice is no different from a dove occupying a magpie's nest.

What Nanhua Lao Dao has done, in this period when the law is about to end, and an era when a lot of caves are about to fight, can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

"After all, the pre-Qin dynasty perished, and there is no longer one Qi practitioner." Nanhua sighed, but then thought that he was going to break the shackles of heaven and earth in the past two years and recreate the prosperity of many qi practitioners in the pre-Qin period, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"At that time, there will be immortal treasures everywhere, and after all the Daoists have cultivated in the cave, there will be no need to kill each other!"

According to the Taiping Technique, in the pre-Qin period, although Xianjia Cave Mansion was not everywhere, there were countless famous mountains and rivers.

If you are willing to look, you will find one.

"In the next few days, the poor Dao will go to fulfill this wish, and there will be countless treasures of the immortal family, so Kunlun Mountain will let this Taoist friend go."

Nanhua longed for it in his heart, and he smiled with relief, but when he looked down the mountain, he saw that the people at the foot of the mountain had not yet climbed.

"That's it, let Poor Dao help you again."

Let your own cave house, but also let the master help.

Nanhua smiled bitterly when he thought about it, and was about to go down the mountain to help, but before he could move, a scene at the foot of the mountain made his eyes widen.

"God... Open! ”

Nanhua's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but recall some fragments of words recorded in the Taiping Surgery.

The techniques practiced by ordinary qi practitioners are just ordinary secret techniques, spiritual techniques.

Above the golden pill, below the immortals, the technique of cultivation is called the immortal formula, the immortal method.

"Above the immortals, there is Taoism, supernatural powers!"

Nanhua was excited and looked down the mountain.

See, at the foot of the mountain.

Between the figures walking, one step is more than 100 zhang long, the photos behind him flicker, and the clouds under their feet are ascending to the sky!

Isn't this a supernatural power, and what is it?

"Taoist supernatural powers, stepping on clouds, cultivating to the extreme, can be thousands of miles in one step."

The figure stood in front of Nanhua and spoke.

But within a few breaths, he climbed to the top of Kunlun Mountain, which is thousands of feet high and high!

"Immortals again! Grape me .."

In front of the immortal, such a scene was imprinted in Nanhua's eyes, and he immediately made him bow down, and he didn't know how to speak excitedly.

After all, before again, he hadn't bothered about the affairs of Jindan Avenue, but in the blink of an eye.

"But here comes a true immortal!" Nanhua's forehead was pressed against the ground, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous when he remembered that he had to help the immortal climb to the peak before, and he had to let him go to the cave.

"This is an immortal, how can he care about the cave of the trail." Nanhua felt embarrassed about what he had thought before.

"And the immortals are unpredictable, I just stepped into the path of cultivation, how could I know."

Everything was clear, and he knew why he had heard someone whispering in his ear before.

"That must be supernatural too!" Nanhua thought about it in his heart, but then remembered the shackles of heaven and earth, and suddenly his face changed a little.

"It's strange, the shackles of heaven and earth are restricted, how did this immortal cultivate? Could it be the pre-Qin period.."

Nanhua was puzzled, and then slowly raised his head, and when he saw that the immortal did not dislike it, he carefully said after some consideration: "Immortal, you are the first Qin.."

"The monks of the pre-Qin Dynasty have long since dissipated with the Qin Dynasty."

As the immortal spoke.

Nanhua's mind was dizzy, as if he had fallen into a daze, and his eyes looked at the clothes of the immortals.

Like a dream, he seemed to see the immortal robe painted with landscapes, the sun and the moon, and the common people were in all shapes.