At the beginning of the day,

When the first light between heaven and earth rises, an endless stream of pilgrims begin to climb the mountain to burn incense, although these years are not as good as the pilgrims in the past, but it is not cold, the nobles who burn incense, the businessmen are very rich, and there are not a few.

But today, starting from the plaque of "Xuanyue of the World",

You can't go up an inch,

Wudang Mountain was closed, and it was the first time in nearly a hundred years that the mountain was closed, and several white-bearded old Taoist priests just sat under the plaque early to persuade the pilgrims who went up the mountain before it was dark.

"Why can't you go up the mountain?"

"My family came from afar, and I went out on the third watch, just to burn a dragon head incense, and now I can burn it without mentioning it, and I won't even let the mountain gate enter, where does this come from?"

At first, there were some nobles who were reluctant to leave for a long time, shouting that Yuan Lao Tianshi on the mountain would uphold justice, but when the little Taoist priest riding a green ox appeared leisurely under the plaque, the whole scene quieted down.

"It's really a very important thing on the mountain. ”

"I have to do it as a last resort, please forgive me!"

The young Taoist priest turned over and got off the green bull and made a mockery very politely, but his footsteps never stepped out of the Xuanwu plaque of governing the world from beginning to end, and the world under the mountain was separated by a line, and his senior brother had never grounded himself, but now he couldn't set foot on it.

"Pilgrims, please come back!"

The young Taoist priest's elegant face makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The pilgrims who have been on the mountain all the year round know the identity of this young man, and in a sense, this little Taoist priest represents the attitude of Yuan Lao Tianshi.

Today is an extremely ordinary day for the whole world, but for Wudang Mountain, it is a day that will determine the luck of the next hundred years, because a few days ago, the young man who went up to the mountain to practice and had a prominent status was going to retreat.

"I don't know why Your Highness is in such a hurry to retreat?"

The young Taoist priest who rode the bull looked at the departing pilgrims and muttered to himself, he didn't know about his senior brother's promise to initiation, he only knew that His Royal Highness was going to retreat, and his senior brother solemnly ordered the mountain to be closed to give His Highness a quiet environment.

"Weird. ”

"But I still hope that His Highness's retreat will be successful!"

The young Taoist shook his head abruptly, leaving these thoughts behind him, and rode the green ox up the mountain, but in a few breaths it disappeared on the winding steps of the mountain road.

Tianzhu Peak,

Looking down from the sky, there are few yellow-crowned little Taoist priests in the entire Tianzhu Peak, and those old Taoist priests who are practicing in retreat in the Xuantian Jade Void Palace are out of the customs together, silently waiting at the various passes, mountain cliffs, idle people, etc.

NAN Yan,

In the classics of Wudang Mountain in the past dynasties, here is the "holy realm" of the Zhenwu Emperor who has attained the Tao and ascended, during which the mountain is flying, like the wings of the sky, it is already quiet, and now the mountain is even more pure to the extreme.

A young man wearing a blue background and a light blue robe and an old monk wearing a tattered robe are slowly entering the road carved out of the cliff, which is the place chosen by the old monk for retreat, and it is also here to open the secret method of Buddhism, in the words of the old monk, it is to borrow the luck of the predecessors, and touch the immortal spirit of the Zhenwu Emperor.

"Old Daoist Yuan Chongdao, I have seen His Highness!"

Yuan Chongdao stood three feet outside the door, holding the floating dust, his clothes were fluttering, and he still looked like a fairy wind and bones, and solemnly performed Taoist etiquette after seeing the people coming.

"Yuan Zhangjiao, what a courtesy!"

"This retreat has please teach the Dharma Protector, I'm tired!"

The young man smiled and returned the salute, much more familiar than when he climbed the mountain more than ten days ago, perhaps because of the face of the young Taoist Li Changsheng who got along day and night, and even looked at this old Taoist priest with a lot of pleasing eyes, not to mention that if there is a slight accident in the retreat now, the person in front of him will save his life.

"Your Highness, please, the Ascension Platform has been prepared!"

The old Taoist priest led the way.

Step inside, pass through the many halls and arrive at the pavilion and pavilion, enter the eye is two stone platforms, with the mountain stone as the bottom, the giant tree as the top, on the cliff.

"Your Royal Highness, this is the dressing table, in my Wudang classics, there is a record that the Zhenwu Emperor has dressed and changed clothes here, so it is also called "dressing table", and there is a righteous meaning. ”

Yuan Chongdao paused and spoke.

"Since there is fate, why don't Your Highness change your clothes here and borrow the luck of your predecessors. ”

Yuan Chongdao didn't know why the ghost made the god send his mouth to speak, and after blurting out, he also smiled bitterly, and sighed strangely, in the end, his cultivators are quite deep about this kind of taboo, how can he get up casually now, you must know that this Zhenwu Emperor is the biggest righteous god in Wudang Mountain, and it is named after it, it is difficult for outsiders to set foot in this place on weekdays, let alone practice retreat on it.

"Thank you, aisle!"

"Then the main hall is welcome!"

took off the robe of the blue shirt on the blue background, only a pure white cloth robe remained, and when he stood on the edge of the stone platform and looked down, he only felt that the hanging rock was ten thousand thousands, piercing the sky.

But here is a natural risk,

and extremely quiet, and there is a legend of the former luck,

It's a great place for retreat.

Continue walking towards the Ascension Platform in front of you.

Look down to the hanging rock ten thousand, straight to the sky, there is a great desire to fly, all is also known as the flying platform, it is rumored that this place is the place where the Zhenwu Emperor soars, in a sense, this realm symbolizes the divine power of Wudang is much more noble than the golden top.

At this moment, countless clear lights have been filled with candlelight in various parts of the stone platform, and if you look closely, they are like condensation, scattered around the stone platform, and there are also lilac petals looming, with a strange fragrance that seduces the soul.

Countless precious medicinal materials are spread on the ground, and a breath is a rich medicinal fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and after neutralizing the strange fragrance of the mandala, it smells better, these are the Liangzhou spy department painstakingly collected, and it is a divine object that countless people dream of in the world, and now it is indeed piled up like cabbage.

In the middle of the medicinal herb is a quaint bronze medicine tripod,

The role is self-evident.

"I have to bother Old Master Yuan to go and grasp the heat for the little monk. ”

"This Danfan fire practice, it is not as good as the pure and pure qi forged for the fire thoroughly, and I will ask Yuan Lao Tianshi to listen to the command of the little monk later, so as not to waste these treasures. ”

The old monk walked to the side of the small tripod and patted the fine rust on the copper tripod to fall off, and at the same time revealed countless obscure Sanskrit texts above, Lian Dan is not only Taoism, Buddhism is also deeply studied, and the old monk is one of the best, but he has embarked on the road of broken heads, and he can't complete it alone.

"It's fine, but it takes a little effort. ”

The old Taoist priest Yuan Chongdao laughed bitterly.

"Your Highness, this mortal name is Dingshen Pill!"

"As the name suggests, it is used to calm the mind in the illusion, and it is refined with one hundred and ninety-eight delicacies of medicinal materials, and the same Danhuo cannot smelt the medicinal properties of all medicinal materials, so true qi is the only way, which is the biggest guarantee for the success of the secret method!"

After speaking, the old monk made a gesture of please.

Yuan Chongdao didn't ink either, and once the extremely pure internal force fell to the bottom of the copper dome at the fingertips, a piece of rune paper flew out of the cuff, and it burned the moment it met the true qi.

When the copper tripod is scorching, the old monk actually uncovers the copper cover with his hands, and puts in the medicinal materials that are not easy to turn into fine herbs first, and then after methodical observation, with the change of the temperature of the copper tripod, the remaining medicinal materials are put into it, and the whole process is smooth, but the old Taoist priest Yuan Chongdao on the side does have fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Old Heavenly Master Yuan, bother!"

The young man on the side saluted the old Taoist priest who was staring at him, this matter can not be sloppy, and the old Taoist priest in front of him also did his best, you must know that this copper tripod is not an ordinary tripod furnace, not to mention the role of the complex inscriptions above, this thickness alone can not be easily heated, not to mention that it is necessary to maintain a long time of fire and no difference, which is a great drain on people's energy.

An hour later,

The back of Old Heavenly Master Yuan's robe was already wet with sweat, and the same was true of the old monk who was sitting on the ground, because of the proximity, the original shabby robe had dried up to the extreme, and it seemed that it would turn into powder and fall down with a slight pull.

"Bang ......"

The moment the copper tripod was unveiled,

white mist rising,

The medicinal fragrance has been rich to the substance,

This is the scattered medicinal power, and it is naturally impossible for all of the one hundred and ninety medicinal materials to be refined, and a small part of the essence is to dissipate into this white mist.

At this time, from a distance, the position of the entire Feixiantai is rising, it is standing between the cliffs, and now it looks like the pavilions and pavilions in the sky, and there are more white cranes on the top of the Tianzhu Peak looking for medicinal incense around the top of the stone platform and singing more than once, where the white mist passes is the grass and trees between the cliffs that look much greener.

......

"What a big deal!"

Outside the stone hall of Tianyi Zhenqing Wanshou Palace, the young Taoist priest who rode the green ox upside down looked at the white mist of the mountain stream and sighed lightly, and finally his eyes fell on the young man on the edge of the stone platform, his eyes were relative, the young Taoist smiled, but he didn't bother, and when he returned to the mountain, he saw that the white-bearded little master and nephew who had been hiding in the Yuxu Palace were out of the customs, and he knew the solemnity of this matter, and he was faintly worried about the young man.

Eyes fell on a carved dragon stone beam next to the cliff outside the hall, the stone beam hangs out in the air and stretches out nearly zhang, the dragon is carved on the dragon, the top of the dragon head, carved an incense burner, also known as the first incense in the world, the dragon head incense of Wudang Mountain.

Most of the pilgrims who went up the mountain before also came for this, but there were very few people who could go up, but there were countless people who fell into the rock and died.

"The rest can't help, so ......"

"Ask for some luck for Your Highness!"

The young Taoist priest looked at the carved dragon stone beam and was stunned for a moment.

"I was born with a Dao embryo, if there is really an immortal!"

"I think the "ancestors" should also give a little thin noodles. ”

The young Taoist priest smiled bitterly, and then found a few incense shots to jump over the wooden railing, and climbed onto the carved dragon stone beam.

Standing tremblingly at the end of the stone beam,

Light the incense and plug it in,

The young Taoist priest wiped the cold sweat from his forehead,

Looking at the curling green smoke rising from the ancient incense burner, he laughed abruptly.

On the Flying Sendai,

The young man retracted his mind and was sitting cross-legged in the center, the copper tripod had been removed, and the reassuring pill with a dragon's eye laughing was pinched in his hand, and he raised his head and swallowed it.

An indescribable cool sensation went down the throat, and finally flowed through the whole body, more than a hundred times more comfortable than the pure internal force of the previous days, and all the pores on the body were opened.

"It's time to go!"

The young man nodded.

Seeing this, the old monk bowed to Yuan Chongdao again.

The latter raised his hand and countless candles lit up, the dotted candlesticks melted with cream-colored ointment, the lilac petals were scorched by the flames, and smoke rose, at the same time, the old monk took out a piece of extremely ordinary-looking, even dried bone flute out of the very precious place, and played it gently, the bone flute seemed to have magical power, and the sound of playing with mandala flowers and various secret medicines made people feel in a trance.

Yuan Chongdao, who was waiting on the side, silently withdrew from the Ascension Platform, and with a wave of his hand, an extremely powerful True Qi descended from the sky, protecting the entire Ascension Platform like a falling bead curtain.

"One step at a time!"

"For the road to heaven, it is not humiliating to be on the Ascension Platform now. ”

Yuan Chongdao muttered, and then silently meditated on the dressing table next door to protect the young man, among which the old monk had already told himself that he had to pay attention to it.

......

Ascension to Taichung,

The young man calmed his mind, took a deep breath, inhaled the fragrance on the tip of his nose and inhaled into his heart, the sound of the long bone flute lingered in his ears, and his mind was completely released.

In a trance, the young man sensed that his body was changing,

The nine products are the starting point of the path of cultivation,

It is also the beginning of sword cultivation's perception of swords, the beginning of pure martial arts polishing the physical body, and the time when the first wisp of true qi is introduced into the dantian in the body of a cultivator.

The young man clearly felt the vitality between heaven and earth, or the true qi, the aura, which contained countless extremely subtle and unpredictable factors, which were surrounding him.

interrespiratory room,

Those vitality factors seemed to feel their presence, and they rushed to pour them into their bodies along their mouths and noses, but there were too many vitality in clusters, and every breath they inhaled only felt that they were full of the essence of heaven and earth.

The factors converged into qi, and began to circulate in the body along the limbs and hundreds of remains, I don't know which qi first flowed to the dantian, and then all the true qi began to surge as if there was a leader, and the vitality factors gathered outside the body became more and more, and if you look closely, it actually wraps the whole person in it.

When the first wisp of the dantian merges,

It is the realm of the nine products!

This is the beginning of the practice.

The young man really felt the trajectory of the flow of vitality, shuttling through the meridians, constantly warming and strengthening his body.

However, the young man has also read the classics, ordinary people embark on the path of cultivation to try their best to feel the factors between heaven and earth, and then continue to lure, and finally inhale, when the quantification is qi, it becomes when it merges into the dantian.

As for the initial cultivation of a cultivating genius, there will be factors around him who will take the initiative to approach, if it is said that the amazing talent is like a torch in the night, attracting countless moths to fight the fire, then the current self is like a volcano, and all the factors in the world within a radius of a hundred miles are poured into his body like crazy demons.