Huashan, Taixuanguan, the osmanthus tree transplanted in the fourth year of Renshou has become a big tree for twenty-one years. Now it is the ninth year of Tang Wude, and the world has finally become unified again after seven or eight years of struggle. After the fourteenth year of the Great Cause, he went down the mountain to win the He's Bi, during this period, Taixuan didn't go down the mountain once, and even the He's Bi didn't know where he was hiding, and Shan Meixian searched all over the Taixuan Temple but couldn't find it.

Taixuan under the tree, looking inwardly at his internal organs, colorful, bright colors, bright inside, communicating the body's innate nine orifices and combining the eight veins and twelve canons of the Qi Sutra has become one. The body is transparent and transparent, the color is jade white, the sound of knocking the gold hitting the jade chime when it is hard, and it is like the weak water of the nine heavens when it is weak, although it is qualitative but invisible, changing the shape at will, and making all kinds of unbelievable movements. In the dantian, a mixed element diagram circulates endlessly, driving the true qi of the invisible five-color chaos to go all over the body, the mixed element diagram sometimes becomes the yin and yang two colors blend and transform non-stop, sometimes the yin and yang are mixed into one to become a mixed element one, the mixed element diagram five colors circulate, the five colors are endless, full of vitality, the vitality to the extreme, the five colors restrain each other, the five colors are destroyed, and turn into the darkness of dead silence, pure white appears in the dark, and yin and yang flow again.

Early in the morning, Taixuan and Shan Meixian were together in Chaoyang Peak, after receiving the purple gas, they returned to Taixuanguan, and the eldest grandson Wuji came to worship the mountain.

"I've seen the master" eldest grandson Wuji respectfully in place, and he is courteous.

"You're welcome, you're a guest, sit!" Taixuan asked the eldest grandson Wuji to sit down, holding a small kettle in his hand, which contained the mountain spring water that had just been called, lifting the kettle, the innate true qi ran along the porcelain kettle for a week, boiled a pot of water with his hand, and rushed down to the teacup in front of him, and took the tea to the two teacups, and said, "Please drink tea!" This is the way he brought clear water to brew green tea, which is completely different from the current tea soup.

The eldest grandson Wuji watched Taixuan use martial arts in life lightly, and his face showed envy, although the eldest grandson Wuji knew martial arts, but it was still at the level of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and his main business was not to mix the rivers and lakes, but to follow the path of Wenchen.

"I don't know what the eldest grandson has to do with my little Taoist temple?" Taixuan asked, although he knew that Li Shimin had launched a coup d'état, he didn't care about these messy things.

"Please also watch the Lord, save my emperor!" Eldest Sun Wuji suddenly left his seat and bowed to Taixuanchang.

"Did Li Er have a master chasing him, or was he seriously injured?" Tai Xuan asked in amazement?

"The Turkic Jieli Khan, with 200,000 male soldiers, has arrived in Jingyang, only 40 miles from Chang'an, begging the Lord to come down the mountain and save the people in this world!" said the eldest grandson Wuji.

"Don't put on a big hat, saving Li Er is Li Er, what kind of nonsense is the common people in the world! The emperor himself rushes to be the one, and the crime will naturally follow, why should I save him, I have no friendship with him!" Taehyun asked.

"Chang'an's army is only tens of thousands, these years the world has been competing for hegemony, the number of people has been greatly reduced, the source of troops is insufficient, the world can't stop the 200,000 army at all, and please take the world as your mind, and reproduce the alliance in the clouds back then!"

"How many households are there in the world now?" asked Taixuan

"Less than four million households!" replied the eldest grandson Wuji, not knowing why Taixuan suddenly asked this.

"You are famous in history, but you buried more than half of the people in the Sui Dynasty, you said I should not save you, in the early years, Li Yuan did not collude with the Turks, the twelfth year of the great cause, Li Yuan colluded with the Turks, so that Li Er staged a rescue drama, you have contributed to the middle, right? The 'Seven Killings' Order is still working, more than one million more households have lived than recorded in history, and they were not killed in vain!"

The eldest grandson Wuji was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer, so he could only kneel for a long time.

"Let's go, I'll go and meet Jieli Khan for a while! The Turks seem to have a lot of cattle and sheep, so they have to go and harvest a wave!" Taixuan said something that made the eldest grandson Wuji cry with joy.

On August 26, the ninth year of Wude, on the north bank of Weishui, Taixuan slashed and killed the master Tianzhu mad monk Fu Nantuo who had supported Jieli Khan with a sword, and captured Jieli Khan in the Turkic 200,000 military camp. Jieli Khan lost 50,000 taels of gold, 100,000 taels of silver, 90,000 cattle, 90,000 sheep, and 90,000 good horses, and then ransomed himself back and returned to the clouds with a disgraced face.

At the end of October in the ninth year of Wude, at the foot of Qixia Mountain, the red maple leaves of Qixia Mountain are full of mountains, rendering the late autumn earth, like the sunset. Tai Xuan stood here, looking at the path that stretched out to the temple at the beginning of the downhill, raised his feet and began to slowly measure the downhill road of the year, with a lot of thoughts.

At the gate of the temple, the middle-aged man who was already over forty years old was still standing in a yellow monk's robe in the big stone of the Great Zhou Heaven realm the day after tomorrow, with a solemn face and folded hands: "Amitabha, I have seen the donor, the master invites you to enter the meditation room!"

"Senior Brother Dashi, how is Master's health all these years?" Tai Xuan asked.

"In the fourteenth year of the Great Cause, the master fell seriously ill after returning from the Jingnian Monastery, and after he recovered from his illness, he did not ask about the secular world outside the temple and inside the temple, and devoted himself to worshipping the Buddha, and now he is in good health!" Dashi replied.

"Alas!" Tai Xuan sighed, the congenital grandmaster was actually seriously ill, or he was too sad, and the Arhat formation broke back then, and it broke his heart.

Dashi was sent to the door of the meditation room and left on his own initiative.

Taixuan was at the door for a while, and he didn't know whether to push the door in.

"It's all at the door, and you haven't come in yet, but you used to sneak inside to find your sword back then, but today you are cringing!" Jiaxiang's kind voice came out, and the door of the meditation room was automatically opened without wind.

"I've seen Master, Master is fine, Master is willing to see me, don't blame me, I'm relieved!" Taixuan looked at Jiaxiang's original withered old face, and now he has become a handsome and kind middle-aged man, and his body is still withered.

"How can I blame you, it was the poor monk who forced you to take the ordination, and forcibly pushed you out of the temple to break the killing ring, speaking of which is still the poor monk because of the cause first, and the result is later, why blame you. You can come up to the mountain to see me today, and you have a heart. Although you and I have different paths, you and I are both on the road of detachment, and the Buddha's path is different, but we have the same path!" Jiaxiang sighed.

"Master is all right, I'm relieved, it's time for me to take the last step, I hope you and I can see each other again one day!" Taixuan saw that Jiaxiang really let go, and the poor monk didn't claim to be self-proclaimed, so he was happy in his heart and began to say goodbye to Master.

"Have you completed the inner scene?" Jiaxiang was taken aback, this apprentice had come to this point, and he was very relieved, remembering the shock in his heart when he picked him up when he was still a child, but he didn't expect that he had reached this point so soon.

"Yes, after ten years of hard work, the inner scene has finally been consummated! It's time to take the next step! The disciple has made a special trip to bid farewell to the master!" Taixuan solemnly bowed to Jiaxiang, and went down the mountain without looking back.

A year later, Taixuan absorbed the ability of the Heshi Bi and was successfully promoted to the Outer Celestial.

Three years later, Taixuan pressed the cultivation to stabilize the external realm, and to the maximum extent that he had lost his ability to grind into a large bead, named 'Taixuan Zhu' and flew up with the Taixuan Sword.

"Monk, I'll find you again!" Shan Meixian cried as she shouted loudly, watching Taixuan soar away from Huashan Taixuanguan covered by a huge pillar of light.