The birds in the deep mountains fly away, and no one explores it. Pan Dao opened his eyes and woke up for the first time, the harsh sunlight made people can't help but squint, his hand covering his eyes, and it took a while to get used to the current situation.

The situation is very bad, he is seriously injured and feels a pain in his internal organs, and the knife wound on his body is still secondary, but the heavy mental injury is not a moment and a half can be healed, which takes time to recuperate. Struggling to sit up from the weedy where he was lying, he smeared his wound with gold, the pain making him clench his teeth involuntarily.

As far as the eye can see, it is a desolate place, with weeds growing and no road for pedestrians. Only not far ahead, a dilapidated Taoist temple is isolated, the gate is wide open, the couplets on both sides are half-falling, and the plaques above are full of dust and spider silk, and it is impossible to see what words are written. The wind blew and looked particularly bleak. Since Pan Dao fell unconscious, the horse carrying him lost control and brought him here, and now the horse stands not far from him and grazes leisurely, but he can only lie down with serious injuries.

Pan Dao stood up with his sword and staggered towards the Taoist temple. The lonely back, a little sadness pervades. The Taoist temple is not big, only a large hall, two houses, and a stove hall, which looks more like a private house. Pan Dao held a sword and rolled down the spider silk on the side of the plaque, looked intently, and saw the word pure yang written on it, it turned out to be a pure yang temple.

The concept of pure yang is generally used to believe in Lu Dongbin. Lv Dongbin, Mingyan, the word Dongbin, a famous Taoist immortal, ranked one of the eight immortals, the ancestor of the Quanzhen Dao, the representative of the Zhonglu Neidan faction, and was honored as the pure yang immortal. It's just that today's Quanzhen Dao is not as famous as it will be in the future, and Lu Dongbin, the real person of Chunyang, is not as famous as later generations, and the Quanzhen Sect established by Wang Chongyang has not yet come out, and now, the name of Quanzhen Dao is the Southern Sect.

The Quanzhen Dao, also known as the Quanzhen Sect, is divided into northern and southern sects. The southern sect was founded by Zhang Ziyang during the Northern Song Dynasty, and the northern sect was Wang Chongyang. But the two factions are actually just the difference between the factions within the sect, both of which are the art of cultivating the Inner Dan, and worship Sanqing and Zhong Lu.

Thousands of years have passed, and Quanzhen Dao and Zhengyi are both Taoist leaders, but they are more famous, and they are hidden as the first Taoist in China. Pan Dao entered the main hall of the temple, worshiped Sanqing, Lu Xian, and sighed for a long time.

Pan Dao went around the two rooms again, looked at the stove hall, and after making sure that there was no one, he returned to the main hall. Come to think of it, the Taoist temples are so dilapidated, how can there still be people. I don't pay attention to it, I wiped a futon in the hall casually, sat cross-legged and cultivated, and the small Zhou Tian Gong method continued to run, and the cycle began for thirty-six weeks.

In the evening, Pan Dao got up and walked back to the house, his body was already much better, although the basic exercises could not improve his strength, but he was peaceful, nourishing his qi and retaining his essence, enriching his spirit, and there was not much risk. After eating some of the remaining dry food, Pan Dao lay down in his clothes, ready to leave after a few days.

On the second day, Pan Dao practiced as usual. On the third day, as usual. On the fourth day, as usual. On the fifth day, Pan Dao's injuries were almost gone, and he was ready to leave. Before leaving, when he came to the main hall, Pan Dao bowed to Sanqing and Lu Zu, and was about to leave, but he felt that it was inappropriate. In the past five days, I have lived here to recuperate and calm my nerves, and I have not wiped the statue of Sanqing, and the statue of Lu Zu is really undeserved.

Pan Dao took a basin of water, bowed to Sanqing, Lu Zu, and said: "Sanqing is on top, Lu Zu is not to blame." Today, it is difficult to fall here, and it is really not appropriate to receive this view to provide shelter from the wind and rain, and to recuperate and calm the nerves, but it has not been expressed. But the younger brother still has a task to stay for a long time, so he can only wipe you and wait for the portrait to be reported in the future. ”

Drawing water to wipe the statue of Sanqing, Pan Dao was very attentive, and never let go of any dirty places bit by bit. When he waited for the statue of Lu Zu, Pan Dao found that there was something wrong with the statue of Lu Zu, which was a little different from that of ordinary Taoist temples, and it seemed that there was something more, but he didn't care about it and continued to do his work.

At noon, the sun shines into the temple, and it is exceptionally bright. Pan Dao cleaned everything and said goodbye again, suddenly, a ray of light was refracted, Pan Dao's eyes were shaken, and he couldn't help but retreat a little to look at the source of the light.

Lu Zu statue, his hat gossip is actually placed in a piece of copper, not the ordinary hat just placed a cloth gossip figure. Pan Dao was a little puzzled, he stepped forward and observed carefully. pressed the bronze mirror with his hand, there was no trace of reaction, there was no plot in the dog's blood, and a mechanism appeared. Pan Dao was a little disappointed, and thought that there would be some adventure.

He didn't give up, he circled around the statue of Lu Zu, patted and pressed around, and didn't see any difference. It seems that I have thought too much, I have been here for five days, and I have not noticed anything different, but when I think about it, it is not right, what is different. Yes, light.

The original bronze mirror was covered by a black unknown object, and there was no refraction of light, Pan Dao suddenly realized that it was only after he wiped it that the bronze mirror was revealed. The refraction of light, it is now noon, and the sun is in the center. Lu Dongbin is a pure yang real person, pure yang, the sun, and a light source.

If you don't wipe it, you don't have a bronze mirror, and if it's not at noon, you won't find it. Pan Dao looked at the light, it was a futon, or the futon that he had been sitting on and practicing for five days, could there be something hidden in it.

Pan Dao picked up the futon and opened it to see that there was nothing, nothing. Did you guess wrong, Pan Dao squatted down and realized that Lu Dao was different, and he found that there was a place that was a little dark, which seemed to be the same as the cover on the bronze mirror, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you really couldn't find it. Daxi, wiped it, and sure enough, a copper mirror was revealed, and the light was refracted again.

Pan Dao couldn't help but be a little happy, and he unveiled them in turn according to the prompts. At the end of the day, his eyes stared at the plaque outside the door, and at this moment, the word pure yang was particularly bright in Pan Dao's heart. He took off the plaque and felt it at the hanging place, but he searched everywhere and found nothing, could it be that his own thinking was wrong. No, if your thinking is wrong, then how can the bronze mirror explain.

Pan Dao's eyes were redirected to the plaque, could it be that there was something wrong with being overlooked. Seeing the two quaint big characters of Chunyang exuding an inexplicable aura in the sun, Pan Dao looked at it and fell into a trance, his hand unconsciously crossed the two words of Chunyang, stroking, following a certain law, suddenly, the plaque was broken. Pan Dao woke up from his entry, and what he saw was a book, with five big characters on it, "Pure Yang Innate Skill".

Pan Dao was ecstatic, and finally had a book of his own martial arts secrets. "Pure Yang Innate Gong", Lu Zu. It must be Lu Zu's kung fu, thinking that he actually obtained the martial arts of one of the eight immortals, so does it mean that he is one step closer to the goal of shattering the void.

"If I don't die, I will definitely build statues for Sanqing and Lu Zu in the future, and inherit the martial arts of this sect. "Pan Dao has already regarded Lu Zu as a master, and he is the one who really brought himself into the hall of martial arts.

Pure yang is a little true, and the congenital life is good. Asked about the road of immortality, at the peak of martial arts. Pan Dao held the innate skill in his hand tightly, turned around and entered the main hall, he decided to leave two days late.