Chapter Seventy-Eight: Zhao Xincheng

Not only netizens who were destroyed by the three views, but also the mountain Taoist priests of the local tyrant immortal cultivation group were stupid.

"What is this for? Cultivators, meditating and refining qi, who has ever seen such a cultivator?"

"The spirit stone is like jade, warm and smooth, this cinder is a spirit stone?"

"This Chu Wangxian teaches like this, and he doesn't say the Tao Te Ching, isn't this ruining the reputation of my Daomen?"

On the bus, the masters of the mountains and Daomen surrounded and looked at their mobile phones, and said angrily, and many people were even filled with righteous indignation, with a posture of vowing to kill evil demons.

A child in his early twenties actually taught immortal cultivation live, with hundreds of thousands of rewards and hundreds of thousands of netizens watching, which made them embarrassed by these orthodox Taoist masters.

Moreover, this is cultivating immortals?

Not only fake, but also miserable, too miserable! Underwater dredging is worse than that of migrant workers.

It's not like his head was struck by lightning.

But they saw that there were more than 300,000 online people watching, and the sound of rewards was endless, and they were not calm at all.

Could it be that even the heads of more than 300,000 people have been struck by lightning?

Zhang Qiudao shook his head, pinched his mobile phone and cocked his mouth, looking at this group of old men who couldn't keep up with the times, "Let me ask you, if you do a live broadcast, how do you teach it?"

"Live broadcast?" This group of Daomen masters never thought of doing live broadcasts, but their momentum did not admit defeat.

"I will teach the Tao Te Ching, the Taishang Induction Chapter, the Zhuangzi, the Xuanmen Morning and Evening Homework, and then teach the Zhengyi Drawing Symbols and Rituals. Longhu Mountain Zhang Wuzhen was imposing, and said with shaking eyebrows.

"I will teach the Tao Te Ching, the Book of Filial Piety, the Prajna Heart Sutra, and then the Dharma of the Inner Dan of the Whole True Path. Longshan Zhou Xuantong trembled and said confidently.

Zhang Qiudao listened to the first two big, Nunu mouth, learning from the master's appearance, and said in a serious way: "Listening to you talk about the Tao Te Ching, I fell asleep early." If you want to preach, you have to adapt to young people, and you have to go out and teach in person, just like the Chu Immortals. ”

The masters of the mountains and the Daomen looked at each other, went out to teach, how to teach?

"Do you understand? Immortal Master Chu can summon thunder and fire, which is the method of holding his breath in the water, which of you can do it. Zhang Qiudao seemed to teach a lesson, and his serious little appearance made people laugh, but everyone was speechless.

Closed air mining in the water, with this means, they can't do it.

The times are different? The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach, they are the front waves?

I can't even live without a live broadcast, this fucking era.

......

In front of the camera.

As the Daoist priest of the mountains spoke, Chu Wangxian cleaned up the mud at the bottom of the water again, and found more than a dozen spirit crystals from it.

These spirit crystals have different styles, the normal point is like a round stone, the abnormal point is a stone chip, and even a boulder the size of a grinding plate.

Chu Wangxian glanced at the spirit crystal with the size of the grinding plate, but unfortunately the spirit crystal was not measured by the size of the stone, otherwise his face would not be so calm.

These spirit crystals were placed in a circle, and Chu Wangxian held the spirit stone in his hand, and said majestically:

"When we cultivate immortals, we also have morning and evening homework, refining qi and breathing, condensing aura, and practicing Taihao breathing method every day, this is our homework. ”

Chu Wangxian didn't explain much, he united knowledge and action, and began to cultivate cross-legged.

He was underwater today, his spiritual energy in his body was depleted, and he urgently needed to cultivate and replenish it.

Chu Wangxian's spirit was also exhausted, and at this moment he was just holding on to his breath and maintaining the posture of the immortal wind bone.

Cultivating immortals is not easier than going to work and school.

"Bang!

I saw this circle of stones, lit up one by one like electric lights, Chu Wangxian seemed to be a martial arts master on TV, surrounded by a circle of candles.

The wind is blowing.

Chu Wangxian used the Taihao Breathing Method, and there was a snake-like aura in a circle of spirit crystals, and after these aura snakes circled around, they were intertwined and sucked into Chu Wangxian's breath.

The process of cultivation is staggering.

The live broadcast room was boiling, and many people followed the cultivation. Even the masters of the Zhushan Dao Sect began to study what kind of exercise the Taihao Tuna Method that Chu Wangxian cast.

But it's better to say 10,000 sentences than to watch them for a minute.

In front of the camera in the live broadcast room, Chu Wangxian was so powerful that even the living immortal Qin Fangshan secretly frowned, looking left and right, and he didn't see if Chu Wangxian had used a trick.

How could a young man in his twenties possibly cultivate immortals?

The next day, the clouds were dotted and the sun rose in the east.

Chu Wangxian, who was sitting cross-legged on the shore of the lake, seemed to be bathed in golden light, looking panicked, and the breeze was wrapped around him, which was even more solemn.

Suddenly, Chu Wangxian opened his eyes, and his eyes were like flames, as if he had seen a searchlight.

His eyesight was even better, and he could see a fist-sized stone ten miles away.

Netizens in the live broadcast room looked at it, their scalps were numb, and Chu Daxian's eyes became sharper and sharper.

Chu Wangxian silently glanced at his data.

Taihao Tuna Law LV1 (103/1000).

The progress is good, and after ten more nights of cultivation, you can reach the second layer of qi refining.

Chu Wangxian looked at the color of the spirit crystal again, it was only slightly weakened, and there was no problem in supporting it to the second layer of qi refining.

[Daxian, are you finally awake?]

Chu Wangxian's expression was refreshed, like a fully charged battery, and there was a trace of elegant fairy aura in his expression, and his spirit and spirit had entered the best state.

He stood by the lake and said in a high spirit:

"Continuing today, the underwater city has not yet been explored, and when I dug yesterday, I had already made some discoveries. ”

With a pop, Chu Wangxian's figure had disappeared from the camera.

......

A dark underground cavern that seems to have not been visited for thousands of years.

The desolate stone buildings, the bones piled up on the ground, and the ashes in the pits make up a world that no one has.

In the air, only the sound of ticking water broke the silence and darkness, as if to tell the death and horror of this place.

Suddenly, there was a "whoa!".

On the ground of the underground cave, similar to the center of the stone pile in the square, in a stone spring only one meter wide, a human head suddenly appeared on the surface of the spring that had been static for thousands of years.

A white glow illuminates the underground caverns.

Chu Wangxian crawled out of the stone spring, wiping his wet forehead.

"Someday in history, perhaps there was a catastrophe that caused half of the ancient city to sink to the bottom of the lake and the other half to be buried in the ground. ”

In front of the camera, an underground cave appeared, and Chu Wangxian held a spirit stone in his hand to illuminate the surroundings, and was looking at it and explaining.

He casually picked up a pair of armor composed of many bronze armor pieces, and said slowly:

"Nomads live on water and grass, and do not build cities. ”

"At that time, the Xiongnu had the holy land of Longcheng and Shan Yu City, but it was just a village made of tents. ”

"Even more than a thousand years after the Xiongnu, the capital of the Mongol Empire, Halle and Lin, covers an area of only 0.87 square kilometers, which is equal to four Bird's Nest Sports Centers, and the periphery is still an earthen wall, which is not as good as the earthen city wall of the county seat of the Song Dynasty in the same period. ”

To put it simply, the Xiongnu did not have the habit and technology of building a city, and here it was precisely a Xiongnu stone city. ”

[Chu Daxian, you said so much, where is this place?]

[Yes, Daxian, don't sell it. 】

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian's eyes were deep, and he said meaningfully: "There are very few records about the Xiongnu in the "Historical Records", but in the Han-Hungarian War of the Han Wu Dynasty, there was a place like a ghost, constantly appearing in the "Historical Records" in various ways. ”

Chu Wangxian let out a heavy breath and said:

"Zhao Xincheng, Zhao Xinzhi City. ”

[It's so quiet here, there is a feeling of ghosts, Daxian, will you find a treasure in Zhaoxin's ghost city this time?]

Chu Wangxian's footsteps paused, he snorted, maybe the air here had been sealed for too long, and he smelled a strong smell of death and decay in the air.

For some reason, while smelling this smell of death and decay, Chu Wangxian's body actually had a trace of instinctive excitement.

It's unusual!