It worked, but not completely.

By the time Chen Yu said goodbye to Master Liu and came all the way, Yu Laodao on Yuanyang Peak had been sitting for half the night, not closing his eyes for several hours, his face was tired as if he was about to overflow, his eyes were red and slightly swollen, and he looked worried.

Why...... He couldn't figure it out, he had obviously condensed his breath in the acupuncture points such as Changfeng, Yuxuan, and Qi Ze, which was definitely a power beyond the mundane, but when the old Taoist priest came back to his senses and wanted to slowly draw it as expected, using the breathing method to induce the resonance of the acupoints, qi and blood to absorb the substances contained in the elixir, he suddenly found that the residual rhyme in his body seemed to be too bad.

It can't be mobilized anyway...... I can't help it.

Yu Qimeng tried his best, and the Nameless Breathing Method was running at full strength, and both arms were almost broken, but he still couldn't really arouse that breath to revive.

"Yuhua Dongting Wonderful Record" has a saying, the north cave dissociates and dissociates, dissolves yin and collapse, and the qi is mysterious and mystic...... The method of infusing the breath in the cave is the inspiration taken from it, but why is the last step not complete?"

Yu Qimeng recalled the thousands of Taoist scriptures in his memory, including the mysteries of the predecessors' practice, the legacy of the world of scattered cultivation and enlightenment, the gifts of the great masters, and the few travels to the north and south to write their own enlightenment...... The sparks of thought collided, and all kinds of true scriptures and wonderful methods came out, intertwined into a mass that was inseparable.

How to get past this?

The old Taoist priest pondered for a long time, and the boy took the book to his side to read the morning class, and Western Europe only had consciousness.

He didn't sink for too long, he reconsidered the before and after, sorted out the whole process of last night, took pictures and texts to review and constantly deleted and corrected, and took out a few pieces of rune paper to draw and outline, wrapped a small piece of spiritual herb leaves when the pen walked the dragon and snake, and swallowed it in his mouth.

In ancient times, there was "Ten Thousand Fu Dragon Soil Law", which is the true transmission method of Taiping Dao, Yu Qimeng also knew one or two, and today it happened to be used, even if he was not taboo in the eyes of the rest of the Qingwei Taoist priests, he was also not taboo, and he tried it, but he spit it out a few times.

He frowned and looked at the Xuanhuang rune paper wrapped in the elixir - it had no effect, or rather, it was even more useless than taking it directly, the sand texture of the paper mixed with the pungent smell outlined by the cinnabar, it was difficult for him to close his eyes and calm his mind, but in the end, he could not even refine a wisp of spiritual light.

Could it be that it was not soaked in blood?

Thinking together, Yu Qimeng quickly shook his head and denied, don't look at the Taiping Dao method of making grass and playing with wind and water under the mountain now, and carry forward the mountain talisman method, but the real Taiping Dao does not pay attention to those strange rules, and the reason why he looks at the gods and gods is that he has done it for more and wider believers after it has been handed down.

Because Qi Meng understood in his heart, he just fell back in front of him, and the rune paper seemed to be useless, and he was muttering, should he try the mercury pill technique of the Danding Dharma School again.

Hesha, mountain charm, Danding, Jingming.

Taiping Road, Qingwei Road, Qianyang Road, and Zhenyi.

The four laws and four veins are prominent in the world, and he knows a little about them.

However, the elixir in his hand was like a stubborn stone, let him manipulate it, the water and fire were difficult to soak, except for the nameless breathing method to pull a wisp of breath, there was no movement, as if dead.

Just as the old Taoist priest was struggling and the men and women on both sides were looking curiously, a blue light flew from the distant sky.

It is difficult to see with the naked eye, only the white clouds on both sides of the distribution can be seen abruptly, leaving some traces.

But no one cared.

Chen Yu arrived, a little later in time - after delaying most of the day, he didn't go to the floating field and went to Guangyong alone to take care of a circle, turning into a rainbow and flying away, mainly to see what the current situation of the seed of the primordial god he had fallen.

By the way, it was found that some sect forces seemed to have collected a lot of spiritual plants, although there was no way to maintain or use them, and in the case of not knowing the details, all parties instinctively referred to the ancient records, and only chose some so-called peach, sandalwood, jade and other objects to hold the spiritual plants, but the box that had not sealed the spell no matter what material, it was difficult to retain much spirituality in the face of the effect of the great filter of heaven and earth.

In just over a month, according to his observations, nearly 20% of the spirit plants have shown signs of withering.

The rest of the situation is also not good, and it is a matter of time before corruption withers away.

"It seems that there were still too many spirit plants stored in the big array at the beginning, and a lot of them were wasted."

In fact, Chen Yu had expectations for these forces that had harvested spiritual plants, after all, a brand new plant appeared in front of him, with new and unknown medicinal powers, and as a result, they were all like treasures, and they were either reluctant to use them and could not be passed down for thousands of generations as a thing to be handed down to future generations, or they were used indiscriminately.

Scraping together a lot of so-called "immortal materials", "heaven and earth medicine", and "immortal roots and spiritual roots...... In short, all that was left after the cauldron was a slimy crumb.

"The people under the mountain are abundant, different from cucumbers, the spiritual plants they obtain are mainly spring millet and autumn knife wheat, mixed with several shrubs and wild fruit spiritual plants with little change, these spiritual plants are difficult to resist human thoughts, and the spiritual mixture is faster under the impact of the majestic ocean, and it will quickly collapse."

The earthly world is not suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, nor is it suitable for cultivation.

At least Chen Yu's set of cultivation methods can't be practiced in the red dust, and the people here are too majestic, and on the first day of breaking through the level and awakening, they have to be washed away by the torrent of Taotao people's readings.

He was glad that he had carved out the path in the mountains.

Otherwise, you will face more constraints.

Just like Yu Qimeng in front of him.

……

The other party was still pondering, the Taoist servants left, Chen Yu walked past the two of them, and heard them whispering to each other, nothing more than that during this time, his master was a little indulged in exploring the road ahead, and for a while they loosened the restrictions on cultivation and discipline, which made the male and female Taoist servants very surprised.

The two of them didn't see Chen Yu, and he didn't care about the old Taoist priest who traveled in all directions and thought like a spring.

Walk straight to the four-story pavilion.

I still remember that there was an interior scene here, and after drilling into it, he harvested a book monster, broke it and fished out a magic ruler, which was later used by him and fed to the original god.

"I haven't been here for a few months, and I don't know if there are any new books and classics."

Entering the building, the afterglow swept across a corner, and a few fluorites were scattered, and the futon fell into the shadows.

The other party has been here for a short time? Chen Yu couldn't help but shake his head, sighing for Yu Qimeng's waste of sleep and forgetting to eat, he is indeed worthy of being a person who seeks the truth.

As he thought, he was a willing worker.

"Throughout the ages, there have been no more than three people who seek the Tao and cultivate the mysteries: birth, old age, sickness and death, living under people for a long time, and turmoil and chaos."

Seek longevity, power, seclusion.

But there is another category, such as Yu Qimeng, who seeks mysteries just to solve puzzles, in the words of the other party, the unknown world is infinitely mysterious, and people are endless.

In fact, there are times when the old Taoist priest and Chen Yu are quite similar, both of them are chasing the unknown, and their curiosity about all things in heaven and earth pushes them forward.

It's just that there is a difference, Chen Yu is actually very afraid of trouble in his heart, he is a real slacker, and Yu Qimeng is different, the reason why he rarely goes down the mountain is just because he knows very well that he is two pounds.

A half-hundred-year-old decay, with a loss of qi and blood, and no longer able to mix in the rivers and lakes, simply retreat to the Taoist path to protect his mind.

This is true for the Daomen, and it is also true for the world.

"This is a person who is not willing to be lonely, and he will inevitably do something after he succeeds in seeking the Tao."

In fact, Chen Yu didn't know that even if he hadn't really become famous, the old Taoist priest tried to contact all parties, and relied on the old face to borrow a large amount of money to help him study.

In the pavilion, he looked through it carefully, there were not many new scrolls, but a few pieces of straw paper fell to the ground, and Chen Yu picked them up and glanced at them roughly.

Hey?

Looking at the detailed pictures and texts on it, his expression slowly changed, and his eyes gradually became a little more interested.

I didn't take a closer look just now, has Yu Xiu already groped for this step, and his recent record seems to be half the success?

He walked out of the pavilion and looked at the white-haired old man who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, and he was full of interest for a while.

Chen Yu has a hunch that this trip may not be in vain!

(End of chapter)