Xia Yang instructed very seriously, it is an indisputable fact that Dao art is invincible to martial artists in the early stage, after all, there are too many taboos in the early stage of divine soul cultivation, even if it is out of the shell, there is no ability to protect itself, and only after obtaining the exorcism can it gradually confront the martial artist.

"However, Dao Technique also has the advantage of Dao Technique. ”

As if he saw Hong Yi's thoughts, he changed his voice and said: "Divine soul cultivation, once the ghost immortal is achieved, the barrier of life and death can be broken, and then the divine soul can exist independently from the physical body, even if the longevity is reached, or the physical body is destroyed, it can also be taken away, or reincarnated, in a sense, it can be regarded as immortality." ”

"Immortality?"

Hearing this, Hong Yi couldn't help but gasp, his face full of disbelief.

After a long while, he hesitated and said, "Father-in-law, can martial arts and divine souls really cultivate together?"

"Absolutely. ”

Xia Yang said noncommittally: "Unless, like your father, in order to pursue a more powerful martial art, he does not hesitate to unite the spirit and body, that is, the soul and the body are completely one, although the divine soul is equally powerful, it can no longer come out of the shell." However, such a person is very terrifying, with his gestures, he has infinite strength, and his reaction is sensitive, and the idle ghost immortal can't get close to him at all! And the person who cultivates the Yang God, the soul often comes out of the shell, travels the world and the world, and the body is always divided into yin and yang, and cannot be fused, so even if he is like Bai Ziyue, he has trained his physical body to the realm of a martial saint, but when he really fights, he must be worse than a pure martial saint. However, only those who cultivate both Taoism and martial arts, with dual cultivation of life and soul, and the same practice of soul and body, can finally embark on the path of transcendence, and you will naturally understand this in the future. ”

After hearing this, Hong Yi immediately understood his future cultivation path. Originally, when he first came into contact with cultivation in the valley of Xishan, he still wandered in his mind, not knowing whether he wanted to cultivate the way of the yang god or cultivate the martial arts immortal in the future, but now he did not hesitate to strengthen his belief, and sincerely bowed: "Please also ask my father-in-law to pass on my Divine Soul Dao." ”

"Okay!" Xia Yang nodded, and between his palms, a dark golden piece of paper fell into Hong Yi's hand, which was full of dense small characters, and there were pictures on it, among which was a golden Buddha statue, sitting in the void, countless sun, moon and stars revolving around it.

"Father-in-law, what is this?" Hong Yi was stunned.

"Past Mida Sutra!"

Xia Yang said indifferently: "In the past, there were three volumes of Zhensi classics in the Great Chan Temple, one volume was the "Past Mida Sutra", one volume was "The Present Rulai Sutra", and one volume was "The Future Lifeless Sutra", all of which were the supreme methods of pursuing transcendence from the other side. Among them, the "Past Mida Sutra" is the supreme secret of cultivating the divine soul, the "Present World Sutra" is the way of martial arts and immortals, and the "Future Lifeless Sutra" is the art of gathering incense and wishing power to become a god. ”

"Past Mida Sutra?"

Hong Yi looked at the scripture scroll in his hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, boxy, dark gold, and soft as water in his hand, and looked at the bright golden words on it, and the shock in his heart was simply incomprehensible.

Hearing his father-in-law talk about the Three Classics of the Great Chan Temple, he immediately remembered that he had seen these three names in Li Yan's notes in the thatched cottage, which were recorded like this: "The Great Zen Temple has three scriptures, for the past, the present, and the future. It is like the virtue, meritorious service, and speech of a scholar. It's a pity that I didn't see it in person, it's a pity. ”

The Great Zen Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, running horses and lighting incense, masters are like clouds, when they have not been exterminated, no matter what sect in the world has to admit that this is the first temple in the world, the holy place of the highest achievement of cultivation.

It can be said that the scripture book in his hand is much more powerful than the rough and porous martial scriptures and Taoist scriptures, and the difference between pearl jade and dung is not enough to describe the difference between the two.

"Father-in-law, this past Mida Sutra is in your hands......? Was it the result of the extermination of the Great Zen Temple back then?" Hong Yi said in shock.

"It was the intention of the imperial court to exterminate the Great Zen Temple back then, and although my father participated in that battle, he never killed any monk in the temple. Xia Yang said calmly: "This scripture, the people of the Great Chan Temple hid it in an ordinary martial arts scripture at the beginning, and finally I obtained it. ”

Hong Yi held the Mida Sutra, took a few deep breaths, and calmed his mind. He understood what his father-in-law meant, saying that he had not taken this book by force, and although he was very surprised, he also knew that as a father-in-law, there was no need to deceive him.

He immediately nodded earnestly, didn't ask too much, and looked at the scriptures in his hand intently.

At a glance, even a person who has no foundation in cultivation can also feel the profundity and mystery of this cultivation secret, after all, he is naturally precocious, well-read, has a good vision, and knows some of the essence of Buddhism.

Seeing this, Xia Yang didn't bother him, and after smiling slightly, he turned around and left, leaving only a sentence echoing in the room: "You can meditate and comprehend it, with your outstanding talent, it must not be difficult to gain something, if there is anything wrong, come and ask your father for advice." ”

"Yes, Father. Hong Yi bowed.

......

After the onset of winter, the first heavy snow of the year finally fell.

This snow is very big, all over the goose feathers, pulling cotton wool, in a moment, it will cover all the earth, mountains and rivers, the world is one color, all are a piece of white, the west mountain of Yujing City is blowing the "white hair wind", the weather is cold and scary.

Since Hong Xuanji returned in vain last time, he has never come back, and Xia Yang has not been able to come back since he entered the palace a few times occasionally and met Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan, but he still thanked guests and did not accept any visits from princes and ministers.

However, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and it didn't take long for the news that a concubine of the Hou family of Wuwen was accepted as a righteous son by Xiayang, Marquis of Jingbian, still spread, causing countless people to be stunned and shocked.

It's just that Xia Yang didn't gossip in the accident world at all, and still instructed Hong Yi to practice in the house every day, and also witnessed Hong Yi reach the realm of being able to travel on a cloudy and snowy day in just ten days without any foundation. In terms of martial arts, that is, most of the month's kung fu, he has begun to exercise his internal organs and stepped into the realm of innate martial artists, which can be called a rebirth.

With such talent, he is worthy of being the son of the plane who is favored by the luck of heaven and earth!

And just when the time was getting closer and closer to Enke, Xia Yang received an invitation from the contemporary Taishang Dao Holy Maiden, asking him to spend a while in Sanhualou after half a month.

"Calculate the time, it's time for the Oneiroi Machine to come out of the mountain again, but you, the Supreme Dao Master, don't you dare to come to see me in person? Xia Yang looked at this invitation with a slight disdain in his heart.

However, he still replied to the person who sent the letter, and promised to go to the appointment, no matter what purpose the Oneiroi machine had behind it, the person who was too high was worthy of him to meet.

......

Half a moon later, on the east side of Sanhua Building, inside a secluded house in a five-story building.

A woman with a beautiful national color and a fairy spirit sat quietly.

Opposite her, there was a man in a cyan dress, his face was like a crown of jade, he looked very young, it was Xia Yang.

Although the name of the scattered flower building is elegant, it is actually a green building, and sitting opposite Xia Yang is the first talented woman in Yujing today, the saint Su Mu of Taishang Dao.

The people of Taishang Dao were born, and the women were all in the Qinglou, Xia Yang looked at Su Mu, and instantly thought of the scene when he saw Meng Bingyun in Yicui Building.

"It's really similar!" Xia Yang stared at Su Mu's face, a little emotional.

"Is Master Hou talking about Meng Bingyun? It's a pity that she originally cultivated the avenue of forgetfulness, but she was willing to fall into love, fell into love, couldn't extricate herself, and her soul was greatly injured, so that she was taken advantage of by villains. ”

Su Muying's lips opened lightly, and she said in a cold tone: "Recently, it has been rumored that the Marquis of Jingbian has accepted the sons of Meng Bingyun and Hong Xuanji as his righteous sons, but I don't know what the intention is?"

"After hearing that the autopsy of the Oneiroi machine, I traveled all over the world over the years and selected five young talents, all of whom were peerless geniuses born by the luck of heaven and earth. Like him, Ben Hou also chose such one!" Xia Yang said lightly.

"Hong Yi?"

Suddenly, Su Mu's face changed.