Ji Wuchen tasted it carefully.

Among the six methods, there are no martial arts and mystical methods. It only expounds on how to perceive the Dao, communicate with it, and realize the Dao and create the Dharma after comprehending it on its own.

In the Dan bottle, there is a Wuxing Dan that cooperates with the Five Elements Dao. In this era of the end of the Dharma when the aura was thin and dry, the Great Dao was difficult to perceive, so the Five Elements Pill was used to make up for its shortcomings.

Ji's manor, a vast martial arts training ground in the backyard, is covered in silver in the world, dusty, white and flawless, without a trace of dirt or dust.

Ji Wuchen stepped on the snow and squeaked, disturbing the tranquility of the snow. He stopped suddenly, looking back at the footprints behind him, the dirt staining the dust white.

He pondered that as the saying goes, things must be opposed, and the purer things are, the more likely they are to cause the erosion of dirt. Dirt flourishes, but it will be washed away. Then he looked not far away, and the bare trunk of a vigorous tree was decorated with silver bars. Then I looked into the distance, and the sky and earth were one color, like a silver-white ocean.

He gradually realized that dirtiness and purity are like the five elements of nature, which are mutually reinforcing and complementing each other. Mulai is aquatic, and the water is woody and drifting. The water is prosperous and the wood is dry. Wood eats the soil, and the soil is more woody. Tuwang has wood to dredge. Tuwang has wood to dredge. When the earth is weak and the wood is weak, it will fall. The soil can overcome the water, and the water is more than the earth. When the water is weak, it will be silted. The water is prosperous and the soil is abundant, and the pond and marsh are formed. Aquatic wood grows, and the wood grows and the water is dry. Wood eats the soil, and the soil is more woody. Strong water gets wood, and it vents its potential.

It was a long time before he opened his eyes. Although I have some feelings, it is still difficult to touch the avenue.

"It's too hasty. The natural avenue, go with it. Then, he stood in the martial arts training ground, moving his muscles and bones, and boxing casually.

The fist was vigorous, the sound was like muffled thunder, and the void shook. The first stage of the basic chapter of physical cultivation has been completed. However, there is no sequel, and there is no progress.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and a golden light was like thunder and lightning, driving towards him from behind.

Ji Wuchen turned around suddenly, holding the golden light between his two fingers, the golden light trembled, but there was blood between his fingers.

Two fingers clamp an object, this thing is like a Cambodian letter, such as gold leaf, a faint golden light flowing.

In the distance, Ji Hyun stood in the corridor with his hands in his hands. The body is strong and the spirit is magnificent.

"Father. Ji Wuchen closed his fist and leaned over to salute.

Later, after Ji Hyun's explanation, it was learned that this Cambodian letter was an invitation to a grand gathering of cultivators, which was held once every three hundred years.

Although the earth has declined, the aura will dry up. There are still remnants of several down-and-out remnant sects that have continued in ancient times, and an ancient family that Ji Hyun doesn't know much about.

The small sects and big sects are all dilapidated, and the mystical law is incomplete. Although the cultivation was assisted by the ruined Xuan Array that gathered spiritual energy, it was still difficult for those with mediocre qualifications to step into the cultivation threshold.

Outside the Ji family's manor, Ji Wuchen went away, and Uncle Jing saw him off. He walked a hundred paces and suddenly looked back behind him. Uncle Jing was still standing alone outside the park. He paused for a moment, then turned and brushed his clothes away.

"Weiyang, if you're still here, will you blame me? "In the attic of a high place in the manor, Ji Hyun stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was complicated, and he watched Ji Wuchen until he disappeared into the dense forest...

The trip passed through Kyoto, and Ji Wuchen stayed here for a short time.

Kyoto is an ancient capital with a history of more than 3,000 years, and has experienced several dynasties with brilliant and bleak ends. The thick and quaint city walls all reveal its long-standing story.

Kayama is the venue for this event, located in the western suburbs of Kyoto.

Dusk is approaching, and Ji Wuchen enters the mountain.

The mountains are full of clouds and mist, the strange peaks are listed, it has entered the winter, and the apricot blossoms are not overflowing with fragrance. The maple leaves, which are as red as fire, fall in the wind, accompanied by the sound of rustling.

A Taoist temple falls on the peak alone, and there is nothing strange in the ordinary. When approaching, Ji Wuchen revealed a letter and the guards let him go.

He stepped up the stairs and pushed open the wooden door of the Taoist temple. Inadvertently, he looked inward, and everything in front of him made him stunned.

A world of flowers and birds, misty clouds, flowers blooming, thousands of purples and thousands of reds. In the distance, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the mountains are vast and boundless. The fairy palace is a group, standing on the top of the mountain, this place is like a fairyland on earth.

Ji Wuchen perceives that the aura here has not been exhausted. Then he was invited into a large hall by a middle-aged Taoist priest, and he found a quiet place, sat quietly, and looked around.

"It's the first time I've come to such a feast, it's very emotional, my brother knows what that Taoist temple is. Not far from Ji Wuchen, there were two people talking.

"It is said that it is a holy weapon in ancient times, and it is unknown. There is a realm of its own in the vessel, but it is only a land of tens of thousands of miles. The most important thing is that it is full of spiritual energy and inexhaustible. "It makes people look excited, and they are puzzled.

When Ji Wuchen heard this, his face showed surprise. In this era of decay, this holy artifact is tantamount to the savior of immortal cultivators. For him, it is also quite blushing.

Although the Great Yan Wugen Sumeru precept precept mid-realm nascent chaotic qi, even more so the aura of heaven and earth, it was warned by the machine spirit not to be relied on.

Soon several men and women entered the temple, and one man was surrounded by men like the stars and the moon, and the crowd seemed to be looking at him with the head of his horse. This person has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a slender body, and an extraordinary appearance.

"Boom..."

Subsequently, more than a dozen figures, including men and women, stepped on the fairy sword, the Panlian platform, or took the jade shuttle to break through the air, drove into the main hall, and then landed.

"Hahaha. Welcome all the Taoist friends of the Imperial Sword Villa, Gentle Township and Xuanji Gate, and make the old Taoist humble house shine. In the depths of the hall, a radiant old man walked out, smiling, and bowed his hand to everyone.

The old man has white hair and hairpins. Dressed in a silver-white robe, with blue patterns coiled, his temperament is dusty.

"Taixiao Daoist, if your fairyland is a cold house, then we are not in a thatched hut. A middle-aged monk walked out of the group and replied with a smile on his face. The man was dressed in a white robe, and the neckline and cuffs were embroidered with a three-inch black sword pattern.

Ji Wuchen was very interested in this person, he felt that this person's aura was as sharp as an out-of-body killing sword, his eyes were as bright as two torches, and his cultivation method was so mysterious.

Later, he learned from the words of the crowd that this was the monk of the Imperial Sword Villa, and he couldn't help nodding secretly, it turned out to be a sword cultivator, no wonder the breath was so sharp.

"Xiao Yanran, a disciple of gentle township and incense, took all the junior sisters to meet the Taoist. "A sound like a yellow bird, tactful and soft, the sound of the warbler echoed in the hall.

A woman with a dusty demeanor, black hair dancing lightly, bright eyes and bright teeth. Exquisite facial features, stunning appearance. A purple gauze chiffon covered the graceful curves, which made the male monks frequently pay attention.

"Okay, good, no need to be polite. Why didn't your teacher arrive on this trip?"

"The things in the faction are busy, and it is inconvenient to come, so I am specially asked to apologize to the Taoist for it. As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yanran bowed her head, leaned her right hand on her waist with her left hand, and bowed slightly to the old way.

"Good, good, no way, no way. Please be seated. Taixiao Daoist waved his right sleeve and hurriedly invited everyone to take a seat.

One after another, scattered monks, all entered the temple. There are people in the sect, and there are also loose cultivators.

It is said that this feast for cultivators seems to have a major event to discuss. Waiting for the heads of the various sects, the elders came to negotiate with them.