Taixuan Realm, Nanhuang.

The breeze whispers, the moon shines on the green mountains, with a faint scarlet red, and a hint of ominousness.

Songyan Mountain is not big, standing by the bank of the Long River, planted with pine trees, and is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. From a distance, it looks like smoke rising, so it is named.

Its evergreen autumn and winter are also a good place to watch the wind and scenery in the past, but today, under the dark night and the scarlet moonlight, the pine trees are intertwined, like ghosts with teeth and claws, which are quite strange.

A small Taoist temple is hidden deep in the forest, and the name of Changqing Temple is planted in the mouth of the view, two fruit trees are planted, one is a lychee tree and the other is a lychee tree, all of which are ten

The rice is tall, lush and green, and the crown is like a canopy. Unfortunately, autumn is already coming, and there are no figs on the lychee tree.

In the view, there was silent, only a few wind lamps hanging around the corner occasionally made the sound of flames roaring, and it felt like it was shaking. In a monastery where the door was closed, the chill that penetrated the bone marrow was spreading, making

There were a few frost flowers on the door, making this strange night even colder.

In the room, a fist-sized pearl bloomed with a cold light, replacing the candlelight to illuminate the entire room.

Widths of blue smoke rose from the palm-sized incense burner, adding a bit of ethereal to this small room.

Smelling it, there is a light fragrance that can calm your mind. In such an environment, a young Taoist priest who was not young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a navy Taoist robe fell on the bed.

His face was blue and purple, his body was stiff, covered with a thin layer of white frost, and he was no longer angry, like a person who had been frozen to death, but Songyan Mountain is located in the southern wilderness, and the climate is generally hot. At this time, autumn has just begun.

Even if you don't cover your clothes, you can't be frozen to death.

Moreover, his legs were crossed, and he was obviously meditating before, but suddenly encountered some kind of change and became like this.

Huh, the sudden strong wind slapped the doors and windows, as if it was some kind of signal. The little Taoist priest who had already lost his voice suddenly sat up from the bed, his legs crossed and his hands formed the dragon and tiger seal. His movements were skillful and almost instinctive.

Roaring, dragon roaring, tiger roaring, and light coming from the eyebrows. Although it is weak, it is particularly firm and unmoving, as if it can shine through people's hearts. It is at this moment that the little white frost on the little Taoist priest began to quietly fade away.

"I've traveled through time?"

After a cup of tea, the light between the eyebrows disappeared, and the little Taoist priest opened his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes that were clearly distinguished by black and white.

"The same name and surname are still called Zhang Chunyi, a child of the Zhang family in Pingyang. Because he suffered from bone weakness, he was sent to Changqing Temple to follow Changqingzi to practice."

"Is this a coincidence or is it the legendary him me?"

Taking away the memories left by the little Taoist priest one by one, Zhang Chunyi followed all the traces.

There is an inspiration in this world, and all things can obtain it, or there is hope for immortality. Even if immortality is false, it is ordinary to extend lifespan, and there is also great power to belong to oneself.

Under such circumstances, the human race gave birth to a group of seeking Taoist seekers who pursue immortality. They were called immortal cultivators, Taoist cultivators, and little Taoist priests were one of them, but they were still standing outside the door.

Everything in the world can bring inspiration into the body, derive magical powers, develop wisdom, and embark on the road of cultivation. This kind of existence is called a demon by human monks.

All kinds of people can become monsters, such as chickens and dogs, plants and trees, earth and stones, rivers and rivers, swords and spears, but humans cannot do it.

The human body is leaky and has no inspiration, no magic power or magic power.

But there is no way for heaven to escape. Although human body has leakage, its soul is light and sharp, and it is born close to the Tao. Therefore, those with great wisdom observe heaven and realize the Tao, and lose their shortcomings and serve them more. First practice the soul, then make up for the leakage of the human body, and gather acquired.

The body without leakage will eventually pick the fruit of immortality.

However, although human souls are special and are naturally light and quick-witted, they are still not easy to break the shackles of the body, transform and constantly move upward, and it is still not easy to peek at immortality. After all, human power is poor. In this case, the great among humans

The wise men turned their attention to external objects.

The human body is weak, without the strong body of a barbarian bear, and without the sharp minions of a tiger and a leopard. It can gain a place in the world because they are good at using external things.

Since it is difficult for them to transform themselves, the great wise men in the human race naturally turn their attention to external objects, and the first thing that catches their eyes are various monsters.

The monsters have a great inspiration for food and the power of living in the world. They are not ordinary. Although their souls are turbid, their number is large enough and will continue to grow, which just meets the needs of the human race.

Under such circumstances, after repeated difficult explorations and attempts, a path of seeking that belongs to the human race was opened up by the predecessors of the human race.

They took their own souls as tree species and monster souls as spiritual fields, took root in it, absorbed nutrients, continued to grow, and eventually turned into towering trees and produced fruits of immortality.

Monsters are not only their foundation for enlightenment, but also their weapon for protecting the Tao. With the help of monsters, the human race finally mastered extraordinary power with its weak body and saw the hope of picking the fruit of immortality. This is the so-called immortal cultivator.

They used demons to cultivate immortals.

"The human soul is light and spirit. Some people have hidden lights in their souls. Stabilize the light of the spirit, ignite it, and transform it into soul fire. This is the first step in practice, and then burn the ancestral orifices and lock the seven souls.

, This is the real embarking on the road to cultivation.”

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhang Chunyi's face still had a hint of thought.

"The roads in this world are very similar to those I took in my previous life, or they are basically the same path. They are all about cultivating immortals through demons and are demon paths."

"It's just that the inspiration of the Blue Star Heaven and Earth where I was in my previous life has been cut off. The practitioner ignited the soul fire and burned the ancestral orifice. After constantly visualizing and locking a soul, he had no way to go, because there was no demon in the world, and the practitioner had no external force to go.

I borrowed it, I stopped at this point in my previous life and could only switch to martial arts.”

As the descendant of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Chunyi is not unfamiliar with practice. It’s a pity that he was born in the Dharma-Ending Age, like a dragon swimming in shallow water, and cannot be used.

Although after the road to practicing Taoism was cut off, he had developed a good martial arts, but the human body was weak. Although practicing martial arts could strengthen the body, it had its limits in the end. A hundred people and enemies were already incredible.

Moreover, times have changed, and hard practice for ten years may not be the enemy of a pistol, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

"The former master of my body suddenly realized something tonight, suddenly entered into meditation, settled the light of the spirit, ignited the soul fire, and then couldn't stop it, burning himself to death."

Recalling the way of death of his master in front of his body, Zhang Chunyi's expression changed subtly. The soul fire that had just condensed in his predecessor broke out, hurting his soul and thus died, which means that he had entered the Tao in his previous life and had never given up on his observation.

Only by practicing thoughts can we reconquer the soul fire.

All things can enter the Tao. Some people can enter the Tao by watching chess and entering the Tao, some people practice martial arts and entering the Tao, some people draw and entering the Tao, some people read and enter the Tao, there are thousands of roads, and there is no fixed number, because the key to entering the Tao is to settle the light of the spirit. As long as this step is completed,

Even if you embark on the road.

However, although there are many roads, most roads are not actually universal. For example, if you study and enter the Tao, people who can walk through this path often have extraordinary talents in this area. Only by truly reading the book to the core

Talents can enter the Tao through reading.

For practitioners, the most orthodox path is still to practice visualization, grasp the spirit, and carefully ponder, and finally settle the light of the spirit and generate soul fire into the Tao.

For practitioners who have just embarked on the road, the most difficult thing is to settle the light of the spirit. The subsequent soul fire and burn the ancestral orifice are actually just step by step. At most, it will take time, basically not
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