Within the secret Taoist land of Longhu Mountain, there are many Taoist palaces, the mountain is majestic, dragons and tigers are entangled, intertwined and intertwined with each other, and the faint purple air is transpiring. It is really a rare pure land of immortals in the world.
The mountain peaks are majestic, surrounded by purple air, with waterfalls and springs, flying cranes, Taoist boys collecting medicine, old Taoists breathing and breathing, observing and arranging, flying ridges and beautiful buildings, covering the mountains and rivers, towering towers and pavilions, lingering in the mountains and forests.
Within the most ancient Zhengdao important place, the auspicious light gathers on several ancient Taoist temples and Taoist palaces on Longhu Mountain, and the purple air is thick and steaming upward.
"Rumble..."
When Yan Kuan arrived at Longhu Mountain, thousands of purple energies were flying around, and the ground here seemed to be resurrected. Such a surprising scene naturally caused the strong men from Longhu Mountain to come out to greet him.
"Zhang Daoxuan of Longhu Mountain, I met fellow Taoist."
In the deepest part of Longhu Mountain, an old Taoist priest appeared. He was wearing an old Taoist robe. He had white hair and a childish face. He could be more than a thousand years old. In this era, he could have a leader-level cultivation. This also proved from the side that this Taoist ancestral court
has a profound foundation.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are polite."
Yan Kuan bowed his head and was welcomed into the deepest Taoist palace by Longhushan, an old Taoist and contemporary Celestial Master.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Mr. He should have already communicated with you about what I want to do!"
In the ancient Taoist palace, Yan Kuan, Lao He, the contemporary Tianshi and Zhang Daoxuan sat down. After a moment of greetings, Yan Kuan simply got to the point.
"Fellow Taoist, your talent is unparalleled. In this difficult time of Dharma, you have reached such a state. You can be called the first person in a thousand years. I admire you very much."
Zhang Dao
If it involves the Western Territory, things will be difficult to accomplish.
The use of this method of faith in the Western Land was much earlier than that of our Eastern Land. Even at the end of the Dharma, there are still people with great supernatural powers. Although there has not been a strong man like Taoist Friend Yan born in thousands of years, the kings from earlier still exist.
Even more than one."
"I also know what Daoyou Zhang said. I traveled to the West a few years ago and recovered some of the ancestral artifacts lost in the East. Now I want to unify the faith, so I am naturally confident."
While Yan Kuan was speaking, he turned over his hands and took out the imperial seal and the sapphire lotus palace lantern. The imperial seal carved by He Shibi has a very unusual significance in the East. When Zhang Daoxuan saw the sapphire palace lantern floating next to Yan Kuan,
In my heart, I understood why he was confident.
"This seems to be the Qingyang Holy Lamp of the Great Sage Qingyang, the son of the ancient Holy Emperor. Unexpectedly, Brother Yan is actually the descendant of Xuanyuan."
Zhang Dao
He traveled far away into the stars, but he didn't expect to be inherited by Yan Kuan.
"Zhang Daoyou, what a great insight!"
Yan Kuan waved his hand, and he put the Qingyang Holy Lamp and the Jade Seal of the Kingdom away again. Then he looked in a certain direction and said with a smile: "In this era of the end of the Dharma, there is actually a killer in Longhu Mountain.
With Taoist predecessors in charge, it deserves to be the ancestral home of Taoism."
"Fellow Daoist Yan is joking. My ancestor's killing of Dao in the past was a loss, but it can't compare to the rising sun of Friend Daoist Yan. Since Taoist Friend is the descendant of Xuanyuan and the inheritance of the Holy Emperor, I, Longhu Mountain, will naturally support what you are doing."
Zhang Daoxuan's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Yan Kuan to have such a thorough understanding of the situation in Longhu Mountain. Even their last ancestor knew where it was. Fortunately, they were not hostile to each other.
"This Qingming Longevity Pill can help the ancestor of your noble sect overcome the barrier. Consider it a meeting gift from me to Longhu Mountain. Fellow Daoist Zhang, please accept it!"
There was an extra jade bottle in Yan Kuan's palm and he handed it to Zhang Daoxuan. After a few more polite greetings, he took Lao He and left Longhu Mountain.
"The ancestor from Longhu Mountain is not weak in strength, but he lacks a few opportunities. The damage caused by cutting the path is not easy to cure."
Yan Kuan led Lao He and left Longhu Mountain. Before leaving, he came to the edge of the ancient magic circle and looked at a certain ground node in Longhu Mountain. There was a vague and declining aura there.
The last ancestor of Longhu Mountain, before the Qin and Han Dynasties, succeeded in beheading the Tao but left a Tao wound. In the original work, he was born after Jiulong pulled the coffin, and fought a battle with the king of the Yu clan in the West, saving half of the Taishan altar.
Yan Kuan still respected this Longhu Mountain ancestor, and in order to win over Longhu Mountain to support him, he left a Qingming Shou Dan. But whether he could survive the death disaster and survive until the end of the law to end the spiritual energy
To recover, it can only depend on his own destiny.
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Zhongnan Mountain has steep terrain and rugged roads. There are five large valleys and over a hundred small valleys, majestic and majestic, stretching for hundreds of miles. The morning glow is brilliant, the mist flows in the mountains and forests, and the red is illuminated by the morning sun, and then the five colors appear, all towards Xiangning.
There have been many hermits in Zhongnan since ancient times. Even in modern times, countless people come to Zhongnan Mountain to live in seclusion and escape from the world. These people live the same life thousands of years ago and live in seclusion. In order to find a kind of peace of mind after leaving the world, they are willing to live in seclusion in the mountains.
, are all mortals.
This Taoist ancestral mountain is surrounded by steaming clouds and awe-inspiring rosy clouds, shrouded in an inexplicable divine radiance. Walking here makes your body and mind peaceful, and a strange power flows through it.
"Did you hear that?"
Yan Kuan and Lao He walked from Zhongnan Mountain to the north. When they reached the northern foot of the mountain, he suddenly stopped and listened carefully to the vague and non-existent Taoist chanting. When he heard his question, Lao He
After listening carefully for a moment, he shook his head and found nothing.
"Calm down, concentrate..."
Yan Kuan warned Lao He, and then a ray of purple light flew out of his body, floating unsteadily on the top of his head, and a series of divine marks fell down. Yan Kuan was surrounded by the emperor's flames, and he stood here quietly, listening to the ancient Taoist sound,
Someone is giving a lecture.
"This is...the legendary purple gold with divine marks."
Lao He looked at the divine tower above Yan Kuan's head and was greatly stimulated. He had already concluded in his heart that this was the son of fate who was born once every millennium in the ancestral star.
After trying many times and being unable to hear the sound of the Tao, Lao He finally gave up and became the protector of Yan Kuan.
In his eyes, Kuan followed the traces of heaven and earth back to the ancient times. In his eyes, the entire Zhongnan Mountain became majestic, with a wild aura rushing towards it, tens of thousands of feet high, and filled with a sense of oppression.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao. The name can be named, but it is very famous..."
He heard the sound of ancient scriptures being preached. Thousands of years ago, an old man was sitting cross-legged on a stone platform and was lecturing.
Yan Kuan instantly entered Taoism and stared at the blurry and hazy figure. It was an ancient Taoist body writing books and scriptures. According to legend, when Laozi traveled to the west, he preached in Zhongnan Mountain and left the Tao Te Ching at Lou Guantai.
》Two parts.
The ancestral land of Taoism is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with luxuriant forests and bamboos, and green shade covering the sky. The Louguan Terrace is also known as the sutra preaching platform. The vague Taoist body has no joy or worry, and has no intention of being born. It is there to recite sutras, and everything it says is like one's own.
Doesn't matter.
Yan Kuan listened carefully in silence, Di Yan traced the past, captured the scriptures with divine traces, and gradually gained a different kind of enlightenment. Countless 'Yan Kuan' appeared around the body, and in the end only a condensed spiritual body was left.