In the territory of Huaxia, there is a well-known famous mountain ~ Huashan.

On an unnamed hill on the northwest edge of Mount Hua, there is a small Taoist temple called Qinghe Temple.

At this time, the master of the Taoist Temple, Chen Liquan, was instructing the three disciples who had just been receiving them for less than two months: "As a teacher, I have recently realized that I need to retreat for a few days, you are optimistic about the Taoist temple, and you should not waste your homework every morning and evening."

Then, he told the young man in his twenties in the middle: "Zhiming, as a senior brother, in addition to setting an example, you must also take care of the two junior brothers."

The three of them responded in unison, "Yes, Master!"

Chen Liquan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked into the bedroom, lay straight on the bed, and lay on his side.

This seems to be a simple lying on your side, but in fact it is not simple, it is a posture commonly used in the cultivation of the Daomen Sleeping Gong, called the "Five Dragons Pan Asana".

The so-called five dragons, that is, the hands, legs, and torso, are all required to be coiled like dragons, so they are called the five dragon disc body.

He was lying on his right side, his right palm spread out under his right cheek, his thumb in the depression behind his right ear, his middle index finger at his temple, his ring finger and little finger naturally spread out, and his right elbow bent in front of him. At the same time, the left arm is bent, the palm of the hand is lightly resting on the right shoulder, and the left elbow is lightly resting on the right elbow.

The right leg is bent at the knee like a crescent moon, the left foot is on top of the right foot, and the right ankle is hooked around the neck of the left foot.

At this time, the form of his entire body was coiled like a dragon, and then he adjusted his breathing, operated his mental method, and cultivated.

The cultivation method inherited by Qingheguan, called "The Trick of the Dragon", is said to have been passed down by the ancestor of Chen Shu.

Daoist Chen Liquan is fifty-three years old this year, but he looks only in his early thirties. ”

He became a monk and practiced ...... Fifty-three years!

Yes, he grew up in the temple since he was a child, and when he was born, he was abandoned at the gate of the Taoist temple and adopted by the previous master.

The surname Chen is the surname of the previous master, that is, his master, and "Liquan" is his Taoist name.

I don't know what's going on, it's very difficult to cultivate in the current era, and I can't feel any heaven and earth aura or anything like that.

Perhaps, it's dried up, right?

Cultivators can only find another way, borrowing the little innate cultivation brought out of their mother's womb in their own body, and at most adding some subtle qi of the five grains, not only is the cultivation speed slow, but it is also easy to have problems.

For example...... "Go Dan".

If one is not done well, months or even years of hard work will be in vain.

Chen Liquan has been a monk since he was a child, and he has always maintained the body of a child, and after decades of penance, he is finally about to break through, so he naturally happily began the retreat.

Chen Liquan practiced in retreat, but the three disciples in the meditation chatted.

The second disciple Lin Zhiqing muttered: "We have been in Guanzhong for more than a year, passed the test period, and finally officially apprenticed to the master, but why hasn't the master taught us spells until now?" Could it be that Master doesn't know how to spell at all? ”

The eldest disciple He Zhiming glared at his junior brother and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you talking nonsense? Although the master did not teach us spells, but you have not seen the magic of the master, who can sleep for three days in one sleep? ”

The little junior brother Li Zhixuan pursed his lips and said with some unconvinced: "Although I can't sleep for three days in a row like Master, it's no problem to sleep for a day and a night, isn't it a small achievement?" ”

Seeing the two junior disciples like this, He Zhiming couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Have you forgotten what Master often says? When we practice, we cultivate wisdom, not magic powers. Okay, what should I do, what should I do? ”

……

In fact, this is not the first time they have had similar discussions in private.

Chen Liquan taught them that cultivation is a long process, and in this process, they will naturally gain some "supernatural powers" or "functions", but they must remember that "wisdom is not used".

Crossing people with divine powers is not the right way.

Therefore, he has never shown any special abilities in front of his disciples, except for his special ability to sleep.

It's not that he can't, it's just that the use of those supernatural functions requires the consumption of energy, and those energies that have been cultivated with great difficulty are naturally more important to use to improve their cultivation.

The most important thing is that the abilities he possesses are far from the legendary ones, and he feels that they are of little use.

As for spells, well, he really won't.

He retreated this time because he had an understanding, but he didn't have time to tell him in detail, for fear that that the feeling would disappear, so he didn't make some things clear.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

He Zhiming and the others were not surprised, after all, they had seen their master sleep for three days in a row before.

However, as time went by, they slowly became a little panicked.

Finally, after seven days, they couldn't help but push open the door of Master's room and called "Master" a few times, but there was no response.

The three of them pushed each other, and finally He Zhiming stretched out his hand to probe Chen Liquan's nose, but he didn't breathe at all, which scared him into a tremble.

However, as a senior brother, under the gaze of the two junior brothers, he dared to touch the master's carotid artery.

It's over, not to mention the pulse beating, and there is not even a trace of temperature in the neck.

He sat on the ground with his butt, frightened the two junior brothers, and dragged him out.

After all, the three of them were young people, and they had never seen a dead person, and they were flustered for a while before they came to their senses.

He Zhiming was also afraid that he would make a mistake, so he asked the two junior disciples to come forward and try again.

Lin Zhiqing and Li Zhixuan were bold and also stepped forward to try, and the result was confirmed: the master is dead.

Ah, no, in the Daomen, it can't be called death, but it should be called "feathering".

Li Zhixuan, as a junior brother and the youngest, looked at the two senior brothers and asked with a hint of crying, "Senior brother, what should we do?" ”

He Zhiming looked at Lin Zhiqing and asked, "Senior brother, what do you think?" ”

Lin Zhiqing shook his head and said he didn't know.

In the end, He Zhiming, who was still the elder brother, proposed: "Or, let's call the police, shall we?" ”

Lin Zhiqing and Li Zhixuan thought about it, and there was no other way, so call the police.

After that, everything is in order.

The forensic doctor examined it, and the police checked it, and confirmed that Chen Liquan, the owner of the temple, was dead, and his heart suddenly stopped, which belonged to the kind of normal death.

Cremate.

After a set of processes, Chen Liquan was sent to the crematorium and pushed into the incinerator.

Ignition!

Chen Liquan's cultivation reached a critical juncture, not only to converge all his mind, but also to gather all his own vitality into the hallway, the spirit into the qi, the qi enveloped the spirit, the spirit was related, blended into one, and the essence of the three essences of the essence and spirit were gathered into one.

In cultivation, this is in the form of a knot.

Only after a big death can you live a big life, and you can hope to live forever.

He didn't know anything about what was going on in the outside world, even if his body was being moved.

However, a sudden sharp pain came, interrupting his knotting process, he opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The process of knotting Dan was forcibly interrupted and went off.

"Fire?"

He was stunned for a moment, where is he, there is fire everywhere, what's going on? Is it a demon? Is this an illusion?

The crematorium staff outside the incinerator saw the corpse in the furnace sitting up through the window, and immediately shuddered, and immediately pressed the switch to increase the fire.

Although Chen Liquan in the furnace didn't know where he was, he understood that he was not in an illusion, but was really being burned by the fire.

His knotting process was forcibly interrupted, he had gone mad, and his true qi in his body was in turmoil, not only was he seriously injured, but he also lost the power to control his body.

Suddenly increasing the firepower, he knew that he was finished.

"I'm really unwilling, I've been practicing hard for decades, and I didn't die when my longevity was exhausted, but I was burned to death by someone."

"I'm so wronged!"

Immediately, his eyes went dark, and with strong unwillingness, Chen Liquan felt that he was in endless darkness......

He didn't know at all that his apprentices were still discussing whether he could burn the relics, and if so, how to divide them......

If Chen Liquan knew, he would inevitably yell: "Are you stupid? I'm a Taoist priest, how can I burn relics? ”