The cicadas in the mountains sing continuously, the winding paths are secluded, the mountain roads are circling and staggering, occasionally you can see some exquisite Taoist courtyards, depending on the situation, there are plank roads connected with each other, forming more than 100 Taoist courtyards of all sizes and buildings, the momentum is magnificent.

There are blazing torches and colorful lanterns hanging on the side of each courtyard, even if it is noon, it is still majestic and natural.

And the Micro Law Xuan Pavilion is in the depths of this group of Taoist courtyards, quietly independent on the mountainside, with a total of three floors.

The whole attic is not dilapidated, and it can even be said to be a little new, but it can give people a taste of the vicissitudes of time.

It's a flavor that needs to settle down over time in order to get out.

Mo Chen has seen many ancient buildings in the Xuanyin world, all of which have a history of tens of thousands of years, and the three-story attic in front of him can also feel the silent meaning of the years.

Just like those spiritual creatures born with heaven and earth, the sense of long-term vicissitudes, like streams, slowly flows into the heart, making people unconsciously give birth to a sense of awe.

'Closed door is the deep mountain, reading everywhere pure land'

The collection of books in the Micro Law Xuan Pavilion is the Pure Land of the high-level monks in the Ten Thousand Law Immortal Sect.

Of course, this is not a crowded place, after all, there are very few monks who can get the decree of the master.

When Mo Chen came, there was no one else here except for an elder who was guarding the Micro Law Xuan Pavilion.

This elder is an old Taoist priest with white hair and white beard, and his cultivation should be similar to the Taoist Dao Wuwei and other Taoist techniques, or it can be said to be similar to the immovable and closed-mouth meditation in Buddhism.

Mo Chen used his vast divine sense to probe the past, and found that this old Dao should also be a monk in the Tribulation Period, but it was slightly weaker than the Void Liberation Cloud, and it was estimated that the realm should be maintained at the beginning of the Tribulation Period.

This old Dao's face was ruddy, and from the outside, he couldn't find any signs of aging, and he didn't know how long he had lived, and even the wrinkles on his forehead looked like subtle runes.

The old Taoist priest took a nap by himself, and was not responsible for verifying the identity and decree of Mochen, because there was a mysterious magic weapon hidden in the micro-magic pavilion, and the entire three-story attic was shrouded.

As soon as a monk steps into the attic, the magic weapon will automatically detect the breath of the decree.

When Mo Chen entered it, the old Taoist priest didn't bother to look at him, his eyelids never raised, his eyes half-squinted as if he was asleep, and his breath was completely gone.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Chen could feel the majestic power of qi and blood in Lao Dao's body, he really thought that this was already a corpse that had already passed away.

Breathing and practicing qi are only means to prolong life, not the root of seeking the Tao, Mo Chen had seen such a sentence from a book in the Fayuan Pavilion.

It is not too appropriate to apply this sentence to the old Taoist priest.

Although the vitality of heaven and earth can nourish the physical body, the physical body is like a delicate instrument, no matter how it is maintained and maintained, there will always be a day when it will be completely damaged.

Like the sun, moon and stars, they are not eternal.

Mo Chen felt a little, but he didn't delve into it, let alone ponder the old way's way of practice, because everyone has their own style of practice, and the old way is not suitable for him.

Slowly walked into the Micro Law Xuan Pavilion, the pages on the first floor here have been bound into a book, the material of the paper is excellent, like jade and silk, unlike those paper books in the Fayuan Pavilion, if not special maintenance, there will be yellowing and corrosion defects after a long time.

Ever since Mo Chen comprehended the special skill of thoughtless and uncaused, he had wanted to come here for a while.

This kind of practice of majoring in the mind can be said to be unheard of in the Xuanyin world.

From this, Mo Chen also deduced a situation, that is, in this Yanyun Great World, although the level of energy is one level lower than that of Xuanyin Heaven and Earth, the aspects of the Gong Dharma intention and major cultivation characteristics in this Heaven and Earth are definitely the same stage of existence as Xuanyin Heaven and Earth.

Therefore, he couldn't agree with the 'true immortal' that Liang Hong said before.

In Mo Chen's inference, this piece of heaven and earth should be more similar to the existence of the free realm, but the entrances and exits to the Xuanyin world are closed for unknown reasons, which is why this situation is caused today.

And whether he can return to the Xuanyin Heaven and Earth, it is estimated that he will have to find the legendary 'True Immortal' Tianlian Wendao.

For this reason, Mo Chen must recover his cultivation as soon as possible, or at least break through to the Corpse Dog Realm and restore the ability to retrieve objects from the air.

He walked slowly along the rows of bookshelves, slightly disappointed.

There is really nothing really good on this floor, and the fundamental Dafa of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Gate has always been dictated by monks, not memorized words, or stored with special utensils.

Moreover, Wanfa Xianmen has always adhered to the idea of 'art can be taught lightly, and law must be cautious'.

Even if Mo Chen picked out a technique that he fancied here, it would only be enough for him to cultivate to the Jindan stage, and he did not involve the later realm.

If you want to understand the exercises in the second half, you must consult the elders on Baiyang Peak before you can obtain them.

Mo Chen found a 'Formation Dao Introduction', which was written by an elder of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect called 'Ling Xuanzi', a Dao book about the foundation of the Array Dao.

The book begins by saying that there is a lot of vitality in the heavens and the earth, and no one knows where it comes from or where it goes.

Everyone only knows that the vitality is endless, and the formation is a special pattern that pulls the vitality into the eye of the formation, giving birth to great power.

Or it is used to kill demons and demons, or it is used to help practice and so on.

Therefore, there are many types of formations, which probably depend on the needs of the monks.

There is one thing in it, which is particularly interesting, it is said that there was once a practitioner named 'Fu Array', who integrated a complex and incomparable formation into his own dantian, and replaced the golden pill with the formation, achieving an alternative golden pill period, also known as the fusion formation period.

It's just that this kind of cultivation method requires the monk's own formation attainment, and it also requires extremely unnatural luck to succeed, so in the future generations, no one will be able to reproduce this formation method and integrate it into their own mastery.

"Boom la la ......"

Mo Chen kept turning the pages of the book backwards, and then it was all about the cultivation methods of the formation, and he was surprised to find that these contents seemed to be the same as the Thoughtless and Causeless Gong.

It's a technique that requires thoughts, or desires, to communicate.

This caught the attention of Ink Dust.

He slowly liberated this talisman back to its original position, and continued to walk forward, one by one, he took out the cultivation books of the four realms of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and carefully flipped through them.

By the time he left the Micro Law Xuan Pavilion, it was already dusk.

The sun sets, the light and shadow are dappled, and the golden sunlight dyes the entire mountain range with a thin layer of gold.

Mo Chen had just walked halfway up the mountain, but suddenly saw an acquaintance he hadn't seen for a long time.