In the generation of Xuanyun Lao Dao, the influence of Ziyun Temple has decreased a little, coupled with the competition of Ciyun Temple, causing Lao Dao to frown all day long, and even grab a handful of beards, and have to travel outside all year round, just to find a suitable disciple.

The emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and really let him find it, now Yan Xu is not only talented, his qualifications can be called rare in a thousand years, but he is also a powerful person, although his father has resigned and returned to his hometown, he still has a certain influence in the court, and his eldest brother is a four-grade official of the imperial court, and at the same time, he is worth a lot of money, and his family wealth is all less.

Coming to the apse, Xuanyun Lao Dao pushed open the door and pulled Yan Xu in.

As soon as you look up, you can see more than a dozen portraits of Taoists hanging on the wall facing the gate, among which the portrait of one person is the largest and the oldest, and it is painted with a bitter old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the rocks of the mountain road, which is the founder of the Sect Ancestor Ziyun Daoist.

Looking at the portraits on both sides, all of them are extraordinary, and you can faintly see that there is a layer of divine light shrouded in the portraits, Yan Xu doesn't know why, and thinks it's the relationship between the sun, but he doesn't know that this is the essence of each cultivation sect.

The path of ascension in this world has been cut off for thousands of years, coupled with the decreasing aura of heaven and earth, although the path of cultivation has not been broken, the traditional way of refining the inner pill is also slowly declining, on the contrary, the way of divine beings is becoming more and more popular, and the Purple Cloud View has to change with it, otherwise it will be eliminated long ago.

These dozen or so portraits are the essence of Ziyunguan, except for the unlucky ancestor who has achieved nothing, the rest of the portraits are the most outstanding disciples of Ziyunguan in the past dynasties, at least the kind that cultivates the Yin God and is a god.

As long as you cultivate the Yin God, you can become a god, although you can't be free, but you can also live forever, this is the essence of the cultivation school.

Xuanyun Lao Dao changed into a robe representing the Lord of Ziyun Guanguan, took out three sandalwood sticks made with the secret method of Daomen from the jade box on the offering table, lit them with real fire and offered them on the case, and then recited the mantra and called the door ** to come to the ancestor to watch the ceremony.

This is not the treatment that every apprentice has, Xuanyun Lao Dao's generation only had such a time when he succeeded to the throne, and the rest of the time only received a personal disciple who can revitalize the sect, of course, Xuanyun Lao Dao also had this treatment when he died.

As Xuanyun Lao Dao recited the mantra, the three sandalwood sticks burned quickly, turning into a cloud of smoke coiled in the sky.

At this time, a flash of divine light flashed on several portraits, and a few Taoists walked out, which looked a little illusory at first, but after reaching out and separating a ball from the smoke cloud and falling on the body, it was much more condensed.

"Little Xuanzi, you're not dead yet, I thought I was here to pick you up this time, and I ran away in vain. "The Taoist who spoke was only in his thirties, and he was very young compared to several other Taoists who were seventy or eighty at a glance, and for the monk, he had the ability to stay at a certain level, and the younger his face, the more it proved that his talent was extraordinary.

Master Zu said with a smile, Xiaodao can still hold on to the Taoist temple for decades. Xuanyun Lao Dao glanced at this ancestor angrily, and then explained the matter, these ancestors suddenly brightened their eyes, they really lit up, staring at Yan Xu up and down, left and right, the more they looked, the more happy they became, and finally they almost danced with their hands.

"Unique, it's really a heavenly asset!"

"If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Road had been cut off, this son would definitely be able to soar to become an immortal. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

These Taoist people circled around Yan Xu a few times, first happy, and then they were aroused sadly, sighing, no matter how high the talent is, what can it be, the heavenly road has been broken, and it is as strong as an earth immortal, but it is just a matter of breathing.

After instructing Xuanyun Lao Dao to cultivate Yan Xu well, these Daoists returned to the portrait, which was just a little distraction left in the portrait by the body, and they couldn't stay outside for a long time to avoid wear and tear.

After meeting the ancestor master, Xuanyun Lao Dao took Yan Xu to a quiet room and brought some refreshments to fill his stomach, he had not eaten in order to meet the ancestor Yan Xu before, and now it is almost noon, eat some refreshments to pad his stomach first, and then eat later.

"Good apprentice, let me tell you the origin of our Purple Cloud lineage first. Xuanyun Lao Dao said happily while watching Yan Xu eat snacks.

Regarding the history of Ziyun Temple, Xuanyun Lao Dao didn't say much, after all, it was not important, so he quickly turned to the cultivation aspect.

"Back then, the founding ancestor got three volumes of Taoist books, which were the introductory Qi refining and practice skills, the Jindan Jade Liquid Decision for becoming an immortal, and the secret solution of the Seven Techniques of Yin Fu for cultivating the Dao and protecting the body. "These three volumes of Dao books are the foundation of the Ziyun Concept, ordinary disciples only know how to refine qi and practice martial arts, and they don't know the latter two at all, which shows how partial Xuanyun Old Dao is to Yan Xu.

"I'll first teach you the mantra of refining qi and practicing exercises, the most important thing in this exercise is a refining word, not practicing qi, but refining, in the future, you will absorb the qi to the east every day before dawn, absorb that trace of Chaoyang purple qi, and when you accumulate enough purple qi, you will refine it into a mouthful of innate pure yang true qi, this is the entry. Xuanyun Lao Dao took out a book of Taoism and explained it to Yan Xu word by word.

Although Yan Xu is not very old, he is not inferior to the average person in terms of knowledge, this is still because of the limitations of age and experience, otherwise it is not difficult to take the Jinshi exam, and he has the ability to never forget, and he can draw inferences from one another, so he memorized this Taoist book by heart in just three days.

This is also because the content of this Qi refining technique involves many Taoist scriptures, although cultivation does not need to understand these, but Xuanyun Lao Dao has deep expectations for Yan Xu, and Yan Xu's learning ability is extraordinary, so by the way, he will also tell him the content of the Taoist scriptures involved, this is Xuanyun Lao Dao's comprehension of decades of cultivation, and ordinary disciples really don't have this treatment.

After a few days, Xuanyun Lao Dao took Yan Xu to the top of a steep cliff, there is an ancient tree in the shape of a cloud, and the clouds and mist under the cliff are shrouded, if the mountain wind rolls up, the entire cliff top is shrouded in clouds and mist, so it is called Tengyun Cliff.

Xuanyun Lao Dao pinched his beard and stood aside a little nervously, looking at Yan Xu, who was angry in the face of Dongfang.

It didn't take long for the sun to rise, and a touch of purple qi flashed by, just when Xuanyun Lao Dao thought that Yan Xu had failed, a slender purple qi sank into Yan Xu's mouth from heaven and earth, and there was no mistake that beginners are prone to make, resulting in the leakage of the captured purple qi, and all previous efforts were lost, but like a drop of water integrated into the pool, it disappeared silently.

Xuanyun Lao Dao rubbed his eyes, almost thinking that he had seen it wrong, although the purple qi was slender, but he was definitely not mistaken, it was three feet long, this was a phenomenon only in the pure yang purple qi Dacheng, it seemed that he still underestimated the talent of his good apprentice.