"Master, according to the system detection and analysis, the place just now should be where the spiritual cave of this mountain is located, although the spiritual energy is now dissipated, but there is still a little spiritual energy between heaven and earth, especially between the deep mountains and giant zes, if the terrain is suitable, it can also gather to form some tiny spiritual caves, this must be one of them, plus a Lingzhi seed just happened to fall here, so that it can grow into an elixir and multiply into a Lingzhi cluster. Xiaoguang explained.

"The aura of a mountain, hundreds of years of nourishment, only to grow this piece of Ganoderma lucidum, it seems that the aura of this heaven and earth has almost dissipated. Zhao Qian sighed, had to stop, and after picking some rare herbs, he drilled out of the valley.

When I came out, although the woods were still dense, it felt much more open. Go further, turn a col, there is an open land of two or three acres in size, only some low shrubs grow, there is no big tree to shade, the gentle afternoon sun shines on this place, but also shines on Zhao Qian's body, warm, very comfortable.

"The host, there are people in front. Xiaoguang suddenly reminded, as soon as the words fell, a figure turned out behind a piece of bluestone in front of him, it turned out to be an old Taoist priest, with long gray hair held by a hairpin, a gray cloth belt tied on his forehead, full of red light, nearly half a foot of white long beard fluttering in the wind, wearing a tight-fitting white cardigan short coat, wrapped around the waist with a cloth belt, with a medicine hoe inserted on it, black pants, trousers tied with a white legging rope, a pair of linen ear cloth shoes, and a medicine basket behind him.

It turned out to be a medicine picker, Zhao Qian was about to step forward to say hello, the old Taoist also saw Zhao Qian, his eyes lit up, he looked carefully from head to toe, threw the medicine basket behind him to the ground, and then quickly strung forward, and arrived in front of Zhao Qian in a few steps.

"The host is careful. Before Xiaoguang's words fell, he saw the old man shouting: "Look at the palm!" and slapped him.

Zhao Qian was stunned, kicked forward hard, and suddenly retreated backwards to dodge, Zhao Qian was fast, the old road was faster, not like an old man at all, and suddenly slapped in front of him with a palm, like a hanging tiger with a strong wind, Zhao Qian only felt a tingling pain in his face, and the hair on his body exploded, a servant squatted down, and then kicked on the back foot, turned to the back of the old road, and it was too late to fight back, the old road body shape did not change, the backhand was a palm, Zhao Qian was not able to fight, so he had to open the Taiji frame, move left and right between the bushes, and try to dodge.

Before Zhao Qian practiced, in order to build a foundation as soon as possible, he only practiced the practice and cultivation method, but did not learn Tai Chi loose hands, cannon hammers and teasing Baguazhang and other playing methods. At this time, he encountered a strong enemy, but he was powerless to fight back, and he felt a little cocooned.

As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose, Zhao Qian lost his mind a little, and he was slapped on the arm, and suddenly felt that his arm was pricked by a needle, and even the flow of qi and blood was a little uncomfortable. It's just that although the old man shot fiercely, he didn't kill him for some reason.

At this time, it was another slap, Zhao Qiangu couldn't be surprised, his mind tightened, and he tried his best to parry with a silk winding strength, but it was not a long-term solution.

Bypassing a bush again, he dodged a palm, Zhao Qian forcibly condensed, received a consciousness message from Xiaoguang, and his mind turned, it was Tai Chi Cannon Hammer and Teasing Baguazhang. As if he had been practicing for more than ten years, Zhao Qian raised his hand to open a punch, and with a wrong step, he turned around and smashed it with his waist as the axis.

That old way and Zhao Qian fought for a long time, but Zhao Qian only dodged and parried, rarely fought back, at this time saw Zhao Qian make a cannon hammer, suddenly startled, then shrank back, this shrinkage, gave Zhao Qian a chance to adjust. After all, he is young and vigorous, and he has been replenishing his body with medicinal soup every day recently, and there is still a small amount of medicinal power left in his body that has not yet been absorbed.

From the beginning of the struggle, to later began to fight back, Zhao Qian's style of play is getting smoother and smoother, sometimes cannonballing, sometimes splitting palms, or painting circles and fighting with silk strength, only to feel that the qi and blood shock is getting faster and faster, and the shot is getting faster and faster, at this time, the old Tao pressed Zhao Qian's arms with his left hand, and slapped out with his right hand, right in the chest, and knocked Zhao Qian far away, Zhao Qian has not yet landed, and slammed a big tree on the side, twisted his waist, and he has landed and stood still, and his whole body is steaming, and he no longer cares about the old road, and stands up directly, and the old road no longer shoots.

Nine turns of gongxing, qi and blood slowly calmed down, Zhao Qian, who was originally full of blood and sharp spirit, at this time his eyes were warm, and his temperament became gentle, at this time, the big tree next to him had just been slapped by Zhao Qian's palm suddenly exploded, and the thick trunk of the disc was broken in two and fell to the ground.

"Okay, good, it's rare to have such power just after entering the dark energy, and it's not much better than the old way. Lao Dao praised again and again.

"Old man, you are just a good beating, aren't you afraid of beating up?" Zhao Qian can see now that this old Taoist priest is looking for him to fight in order to help him break through the dark energy.

"Hahaha, isn't this broken, it's getting better. Xiaoyou, who is the disciple of the Yang Sect?" It turned out that Zhao Qian's Tai Chi strength made the old Taoist priest think that he was behind the old man's family.

"Although I practiced Yang's Tai Chi, I am not a person from Yangmen in the Imperial City, I learned some messy things from a master when I was a child, but the old man passed away within two years, so I have been practicing blindly all these years. "Zhao Qian didn't dare to tell him that he had only practiced for more than a month, and who knew if it would be a good thing or a bad thing at that time.

"No wonder, just now Lao Dao saw that you had obviously reached the peak of Ming Jin, and your body was full of blood, but you couldn't enter the dark energy, so I simply helped you, I thought that the elders in the door were not around, but there was no one to lead the way. Lao Dao suddenly said, stroking his long beard.

In fact, there is another layer of intention for the old way, if it is to point out, it will be possible to commit some sect taboos, the people of their own sect are not willing to let outsiders interfere, even if it is not good, but it is not the same to fight, it is common for people who practice martial arts to join hands, all by fists and feet, will not appear superior, but also save face for the other party.

"It's true, although I learned some things back then, but then there was no one to guide me, and I didn't understand much about these until today, when I was fortunate enough to meet the Taoist, I made a breakthrough. By the way, my name is Zhao Qian, and I don't know how to call the Taoist Chief?" "Although after Zhao Qian went back, with Xiaoguang's induction guidance, he could break through in three days at most, but this Dao Chang was kind, and Zhao Qian naturally wouldn't be so uninteresting.

"Haha, the old Taoist is called Xuanyang, known as Xuanyangzi" Xuanyangzi smiled, and then invited, "Not far ahead is the cold house, why don't you follow the old Taoist to rest for a while, how about drinking a bowl of coarse tea?"

"Then disturb the Xuanyang Dao Chief. Zhao Qian also readily agreed.

With Xuanyangzi all the way forward, this is the area that Zhao Qian has not yet searched, and after walking for about three or four miles, he saw a small Taoist temple standing in the forest, and a small stream meandering down not far behind the Taoist temple, which must be the usual place to take water.

Push open the gate, it is an empty courtyard, there is a row of bamboo frames on both sides of the courtyard, there is a dustpan for drying medicine on the shelf, there are many kinds of medicinal materials in it, it has been dried almost completely, there is a medicine mill next to it, it is facing the main hall, which enshrines the ancestors of the three Qing Daoists, and the side halls on both sides are dedicated to Taiyi Salvation Tianzun, and Danzu Ge Hong is enshrined on the other. Coming out of the small door behind the Sanqing Palace, it is a small courtyard again, the two sides of the courtyard are a row of side rooms, the west gate is used for the kitchen and dining room, the doors and windows on the east side are closed, the wall is a grapevine trellis, and there is a set of tables and chairs under the shelf, but the table is not the most popular kung fu tea set in Guangdong Province, but the common big bowl of tea in the north, a large teapot, with six large tea bowls. Inside is Xuanyangzi's residence, with a living room in the middle, a bedroom and a study.

Zhao Qian followed Xuanyangzi to sit down in front of the rattan table, Xuanyangzi first put a few tea leaves in the teapot, and then opened the charcoal stove door on the side, and it didn't take long for the water to boil, pick up the kettle and pour water, and a faint fragrance of tea overflowed. Zhao Qian tasted it, it was really not deceiving, it was indeed coarse tea, but after swallowing it, there was a sweetness.

Then there was a conversation, it turned out that this Xuanyangzi followed a Taoist priest into the mountain at the age of thirteen, and has lived in this mountain for more than 60 years. Although this Taiyi Xuanmu Boxing is not as big as the name of Taijiquan, the origin is extraordinary, and its boxing method is based on the foundation boxing method of Xuanmu Boxing of Taiyi Gate Qi Practitioner Quenching Muscles, Bones, Qi and Blood thousands of years ago, although in ancient times, Qi practitioners mainly practiced spiritual energy, but it does not mean that they do not attach importance to refining the body, and this boxing method is one of the supreme refining methods at that time, which can easily wash the marrow to achieve the realm of the innate Xuanmu. It's just that the aura dissipated later, and later generations can only combine the inner family boxing method to make changes, which is the current Taiyi Xuanmu boxing.

Since the death of Master Xuanyangzi, he has no other relatives, so he simply stayed in this deep mountain and collected medicine and alchemy every day. Although I have made a few friends and confidants over the years, but it is also a majority of gods, and the mountains here are deep and dense, it is rare for someone to visit.

Zhao Qian has Xiaoguang as the backing, the knowledge base is extremely rich, and it is a wild meal to spread his mouth, and Xuanyangzi is old and refined, and his decades of experience also have his uniqueness.

After a conversation, the two of them have gained a lot, chatting to the depths of interest, and began to exchange cultivation experiences with each other, here is mainly Xuanyangzi talking about his Xuanmu boxing, chatting to the end, Xuanyangzi simply invited Zhao Qian to stay here for a few more days, Zhao Qian thought, anyway, there is nothing else, it is better to practice with Xuanyangzi every day here, maybe you can also make progress, so I went back to the station to pack up the tent, and lived in the study.

After dinner, Zhao Qian went back to the room to rest, lying on the wooden bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, all excited and noisy, today finally took a big step, stepped into the dark energy, and a good day is ahead. Zhao Qian crossed his legs, swinging up and down three times, and turned over again, but still couldn't sleep, so he simply got up, there was no electricity in the deep mountains and old forests, and a candlestick was placed on the desk, and it was not lit, so he took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to turn up the books on the shelves.

This study is not big, but there are a lot of books, Zhao Qian picked up a book, but it is a Shennong Materia Medica, and then roughly flipped, in addition to medical skills, it is a few Laozi, Nanhua, Yin Wenzi and the like, all of which are some small light databases of large road goods, open the drawer, there is a wooden box inside, there is no lock, look at the style should be used to hold books, take it out and put it on the desk, open the lid of the box, inside is a stack of thread-bound manuscripts, the top one, and the word Danjing is written.

Dan Jing? Could it be the pill recipe for alchemy? Zhao Qian's heart tightened, this Xuanyangzi also said that he was refining pills in the mountains before, and I only thought he was refining medicine, could it be that he really couldn't do alchemy here?