Chapter 437: Brain Supplement

Zhongnan Mountain is known as the "fairy capital", "the crown of the cave sky" and "the first blessed land in the world", and it is the land of immortals in the eyes of mortals.

This former Taiyi Mountain, now Qianlong Mountain, is the top of the scenery of Zhongnan Mountain, and the place where the aura is the most abundant. The mountain peaks are beautiful, the aura is compelling, looking from afar, a thousand-meter-long waterfall is falling down from a high mountain, the white horse is like the Milky Way hanging upside down, the rumbling sound is like a thousand horses galloping, spectacular and magnificent.

"It really deserves to be the first cave in Kyushu, the scenery is extraordinary, the aura is vast, like a pure land outside the world, compared to thirty-three days!"

Jiang Liu led Wen Zhong all the way, quietly exposing his back mountain foundation to Wen Zhong's eyes, not deliberately showing it, only letting him see it with his own eyes, pondering, and making up for it by himself.

For this day, Jiang Liu began to plan on the day he moved into Zhongnan Mountain, and arranged a reasonable explanation for himself to be able to step into the realm of heavenly immortals in such a short time.

Today, I finally used it. And then borrow Wen Zhong's mouth to spread it, it couldn't be better.

Along the way, Wen Zhong has been observing every move of the river, and not a single scene or object in the Qianlong Temple has escaped his eyes.

The ancient trees are towering to the sky, the branches are as vigorous as a dragon, and you can see a lot of palaces, which are hidden among the grass and trees, which is very harmonious and natural.

And among the ancient trees in this temple, you can see young cultivators everywhere, or meditating and practicing, or holding Taoist scriptures, or practicing martial arts, or boiling muscles and bones, or refining flying swords.

These people are all talented people of the Tang Dynasty, the sons of powerful people, and the children of commoners.

With the help of the Tang Dynasty, it is really simple for the Qianlong Temple to accept some disciples. Moreover, with the dragon tooth rice to build the foundation, it is not difficult to cultivate a group of earth immortals.

As for the apprenticeship, it is to hand it over to the doppelganger outside the body.

On both sides of the ancient road, there are artificially opened up medicine fields, the ginseng in it is as thick as a child's arm, the Ganoderma lucidum hangs high with nine leaves, and there are many unknown herbs that are crystal shining, containing a little brilliance, and the medicinal fragrance is overflowing, refreshing people's hearts.

"The cultivation of these drugs is somewhat like Shennong's handwriting! That big array is very similar to the way of the Nine Palaces Gossip, Fuxi?"

Walk to the side of a cliff, where there are three or five thatched houses, two or three bamboo forests, and a medicine field in front of the house, several old trees are closely connected.

From here, you can see most of the Hidden Dragon Temple, but Wen Zhong made waves in his heart, and said secretly: "This is the Dao system of the Three Emperors......! The inheritance of the Three Emperors is not difficult to cultivate a Heavenly Immortal in a short period of time!"

Two futons, two teas, sit opposite each other.

As soon as he sat down, Wen Zhong was slightly startled, the futon under his buttocks was very unusual, like an initiation, and a coolness hit his whole body.

This futon is made from the branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree, which has a hint of clarity.

It is not surprising that the tea is just a tea tree born in the small world of the body, swallowing chaos, but also being empowered and assisting in cultivation.

"Is this the breath of the Bodhi tree?

Sensing the breath in the futon, Wen Zhong's heart sank slightly.

Everything in front of him is indeed the Taoist inheritance of the Three Emperors, the big array is the way of Fuxi's Nine Palaces and Gossip, and even the construction of the entire Qianlong Temple is also secretly in line with the mystery.

Those medicinal fields, which can cultivate elixirs in such a concentrated way, are also Shennong's methods of cultivating elixirs, and even Wen Zhong can smell Shennong's unique breath.

As for the inheritance of the Dao system of Emperor Xuanyuan, it can be seen from those who practice swords.

The Three Emperors Dao system did not surprise Wen Zhong much, in the years when he was the master of the Shang Kingdom, he knew that the Three Emperors had a Dao system inheritance, although the Three Emperors did not take a step out of the Fire Cloud Cave, but they have always guarded the human race.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and according to Wen Zhong's understanding, there were three emperors. The farmer, don't think about it, it is Shennong's handwriting, the soldier is from Xuanyuan, and the Yin and Yang family has the voice of Fuxi. As for Confucianism, Zonghengjia, and Legalism, although they are not openly acknowledged, they are certainly related to the Three Emperors.

"It's hard to say, the Three Emperors not only cultivated the two brothers Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng in this life, the real inheritance is here, no wonder he can break through in such a short time and comprehend the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit, but ......" Wen Zhong felt the breath of the Bodhi tree under his buttocks, and he couldn't sit still.

The Bodhi Tree is the chaotic body of one of the Twelve Demon Gods of Chaos, the Quasi-Ti Dao Man, contaminated with the first innate golden essence, and is one of the golden spiritual roots of the innate Five Elements, and is turned into the treasure of enlightenment by the Quasi-Ti Dao people - the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree!

The appearance of the Bodhi breath shows that the Zhun Ti Daoist has reached some kind of consensus with the Three Emperors, which is something that the sectarians, expounders, and even the Taiqing saints never want to see.

After the catastrophe of the gods, the Taoist sect did not want the Western religion to continue to expand, so there was Lao Jun with Duobao Taoist, the west out of Guguan, turning Hu into a Buddha, Duobao Taoist turned into Shakyamuni Buddha was born in the central world of Suva, respected the Western Heavenly Bliss Amitabha Buddha as a teacher, performed Theravada Buddhism, and spread the teachings in the human world.

There are also the twelve golden immortals who expound the teachings, such as the Fear Liusun, the Fuxian Zhenren, the Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and the Cihangdao people who entered the Western religion and became Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, stealing the fruits of the victory of the Zhun Ti saints and the initiation of the saints.

But now that the breath of the Bodhi tree has reappeared in the world, I can't hear it and make up for it with more heart and brain.

Wen Wen took a sip of tea, Wen Zhong needed a little time to digest what he had gained today, but as soon as the tea was in his mouth, he was shocked again.

In this world, there is no such thing as clear tea, and it is a spiritual tea that is comparable to spiritual things.

However, compared to the scene after his brain, the surprise of this tea was left behind.

"I was able to find out such a secret, but...... This river cannot be underestimated, what is the purpose of taking these out? The Three Emperors and the Zhun Ti Sage...... What are you exposing this to me for?"

Wen Zhong had a hundred thousand questions, but he couldn't say them.

Jiang Liu smiled slightly and said, "Master Wen, the fragment of the Kyushu Ding is a gift from the predecessors of a great supernatural power, but this favor is a real great favor for my human race, and I have to repay it." ”

"The predecessor of the great supernatural power, I don't know which predecessor has such a treasure!"

"I can't say it, I can't say it!" Jiang Liu shook his head, with a mysterious look, and said: "Since Master Wen wants to watch the Kyushu Ding, please take a look!"

As he spoke, Jiang Liu took out the bronze tripod.

On the cliff wall, the bronze Xiaoding was only the size of a fist, emitting a green glow in the left palm of the river, and the light curtain was soft, enveloping him and Wen Zhong.

Although the green rust is mottled, it is like life, breathing with heaven and earth.