The eighth level of qi training and the golden elixir level are not at the same level at all. Zhang Weidong didn't want to lose face with Dong Yun. Hearing this, he pointed at the ancient pine tree behind him, where his rattan chair was placed, and answered the wrong question.
: "This ancient pine seems to have been struck by lightning not long ago, and its roots were damaged. How about I help it, so that it can continue to provide shade and coolness for real people."
As he spoke, Zhang Weidong, under the puzzled looks of Dongyun and Chenxu, squeezed the magic formula and pointed toward the sky.
Zhang Weidong's cultivation level is now at a higher level than that day when he performed "Spring Breeze Turns into Rain" by the garden. A level is a threshold, just like "a fish leaps over the dragon's gate and becomes a dragon when passing by". It can be seen that once you cross a
Thresholds, changes in strength, and improvements are so terrifying. Another example is Taoist Priest Dongming. If you can't cross the threshold of foundation building, you will be dead. If you can cross it, it will be like being reborn.
Now that Zhang Weidong has entered the golden elixir avenue, the "Spring Breeze Transforms into Rain**" again is naturally different. He pinched the magic formula and pointed towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, Dongyun and Chenxu noticed that the atmosphere between heaven and earth had changed.
The entire courtyard seemed to suddenly become full of spring, as if it were a completely different world from the cold winter outside.
Then another cloud and mist gathered on the top of the ancient pine trees, and then a soft drizzle fell.
"The clouds are making rain!" Dongyun and Chenxu were shocked, and their eyes could not help but gleam with horror.
Chenxu is not yet able to do the method of moving clouds and spreading rain. Although Dongyun can do it, he needs to use magical instruments to set up an altar to cast the spell, which is far from being as easy and freehand as Zhang Weidong. Moreover, what he does is ordinary.
The method of spreading rain can never be used to gather such strong and pure water energy like Zhang Weidong.
The drizzle moistened things silently, and the ancient pine branches that had been scorched by lightning suddenly sprouted new green branches.
"Withered trees come spring!" Almost at the moment when Dongyun and Chenxu were deeply shocked again, Dongming's figure appeared in the courtyard, his eyes also filled with horror.
It is already very remarkable to be able to use the method of moving clouds and spreading rain so casually without the help of external force. I didn't expect that this rain can actually make dead trees spring back to life. Such magical spells, let alone Dongyun's own sigh, are far from being able to do it.
Even Dongming, who was one step away from entering the realm of foundation building, knew that there was a huge gap between himself and the young man in front of him.
Feeling that the ancient trees were full of vitality again. Zhang Weidong smiled faintly, thought a little, and squeezed the magic formula. The clouds and mist that originally shrouded the tops of the ancient pines dispersed with the wind in an instant, as if they had never been there before, and the huge courtyard also disappeared.
Once again blending in with the cold winter outside, I no longer feel a hint of spring.
"Dongming, Dongyun has seen the real person of his predecessor!" Zhang Weidong just put away "Spring Breeze Turns into Rain**. Dongming and Dongyun had already walked up to him and bowed respectfully to the end, but what they did was the most formal Taoist head-offering ceremony.
Zhang Weidong just used Dongyun's "Spring Breeze and Rain **" just because he didn't want to compete with him and lose face because he was Chenxu's uncle. Unexpectedly, he attracted two gray-haired old Taoist priests to attack him.
He made a big salute and called the senior master, Zhang Weidong was so frightened that Zhang Weidong hurriedly moved away, his hands had already been raised up to exert force. He hurriedly said: "The two masters are so polite, so polite!"
Zhang Weidong was so advanced that he raised his hand so casually. No matter how advanced Dongming and Dongyun's skills were, they could only straighten up involuntarily along with the force. In this way, Dongming and Dongyun became more and more convinced that Zhang Weidong's cultivation was higher than
There are many of them.
As for Taoist Master Chenxu, he was dumbfounded at this time. He never expected that in the blink of an eye, his fellow disciple would become a real senior in the eyes of his master and uncle!
"Senior, I have come all the way from afar. I am really offended if Dongming fails to welcome you from afar!" Dongming straightened up and said respectfully.
"Master, please stop calling me senior, just like senior brother Chenxu, call me Wei Dong." Zhang Weidong said with an embarrassed look on his face.
He is only twenty-three years old this year. It feels extremely awkward to be called senior by someone who is over a hundred years old.
"How does this mean that my senior is a master of Taoism, so how can we succeed?" Dongming said stubbornly.
The path of cultivation is to compete with God for destiny, and it is a path against Heaven. The emphasis is on those who have achieved it first. Zhang Weidong's cultivation level is much higher than theirs. In their eyes, he is naturally an older senior, and his youthful appearance is more firm.
They have this belief. According to legend, there are seniors with advanced cultivation who know the art of staying young, so they can stay young forever. Zhang Weidong is undoubtedly this kind of senior who knows the art of staying young in their hearts.
Zhang Weidong looked at the persistent gazes in the eyes of the two gray-haired old Taoist priests in front of him and felt like crying. He really doubted that if he really continued to be humble, would these two Taoist priests be confused?
"How about this? I'm a university teacher now. If you two real people don't mind, just call me Teacher Zhang." Zhang Weidong thought for a long time and finally came up with a compromise for him.
Anyway, teacher is a specific name for the profession of teacher.
As soon as Zhang Weidong said these words, he saw the two old Taoist priests in front of him beaming, and the wrinkles on their faces were cracking like fields that had been dry for many days.
Nowadays, the Taoism has fallen into decline and the Taoism has been lost. The two old Taoist priests were sighing that their lives were about to pass away. Unexpectedly, Chenxu unexpectedly brought a senior real person with profound Taoism. This made the two old Taoist priests couldn't help but see a touch of hope to save their lives.
At the dawn of time, at the same time, I was secretly worried about how to please the senior master in front of me so that he could give me some advice. Unexpectedly, the senior master seemed to have an insight into their thoughts and actually asked them to call him teacher.
Hello, teacher. Now that I have called you, I can naturally ask for advice!
"Dongming, Dongyun has met the teacher." After smiling, the two old Taoist priests bowed respectfully to Zhang Weidong again. Taoist Master Chenxu hurriedly followed behind and bowed, but what should they call him?
Zhang Weidong's question was so urgent that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Obviously it was inappropriate to call him Junior Brother Zhang, and it seemed inappropriate to call him Teacher. Judging from the behavior of Uncle Junior and Master, it was obvious that this teacher had another meaning in it, so I simply called him Silence is Golden.
Fortunately, the two old Taoist priests were not focused on Chenxu, so they did not notice these details.
"You two are so polite." Zhang Weidong saw that the two old Taoist priests were calling teachers more respectfully than the students in his school. His scalp was numb, and he suddenly regretted coming to Qingcheng Mountain.
"Teacher, please." The two old Taoist priests didn't care whether Zhang Weidong's scalp was numb or not. Seeing that Zhang Weidong was always polite and kind, they couldn't help but feel more and more happy.
Let's make peace with it now. Zhang Weidong knew that it was too late to regret at this time, so he had no choice but to walk towards the backyard of the Taoist temple accompanied by two old Taoist priests who were more than 200 years old in total.
Following the winding path through the green bamboo forest, Zhang Weidong came to the wooden house where Dongming made alchemy that day.
Passing through the door of the wooden house, Zhang Weidong saw the alchemy furnace placed on the firewood. The alchemy furnace looked like gold but not gold. Zhang Weidong didn't know what material it was made of, but Zhang Weidong was more than ten meters away from the alchemy furnace.
You can clearly feel the fire energy beating in the alchemy furnace.
Could this be a magic weapon? Zhang Weidong strolled to the alchemy furnace, and then pressed his hand on the alchemy furnace.
As soon as his hand was placed on the elixir furnace, Zhang Weidong felt a surging and active fire energy coming towards his face. Leng Buding was almost burned by the heat wave. Fortunately, the fire elixir in his dantian suddenly lit up, and instantly
Just swallow up all this heat wave.
This alchemy furnace seems to be quite famous. It seems that the Qingcheng sect still had powerful monks in the past, but I don't know why it has withered so badly now. Zhang Weidong took his hand back, thoughtfully.
"Teacher, this alchemy furnace was left behind by an alchemy ancestor of our Qingcheng sect. It is said to have many wonderful uses. However, due to the catastrophe four hundred years ago, the Dao has fallen into decline and the Taoism has been severely lost. How to use this alchemy furnace?
Most of them have been lost." Dongming stepped forward and said, with a trace of nostalgia and sadness in his eyes.
When he fell into the middle of the road, he realized that he was born at the wrong time!
It turns out that there was a catastrophe in the world of cultivation four hundred years ago, so that now the Taoism has fallen into decline, and the Taoism has been severely lost. After hearing this, Zhang Weidong finally understood why the Qingcheng Sect even had this type of alchemy furnace, but could not even complete the foundation building period.
All the monks are gone.
Thinking of the foundation building period and what Taoist Master Chenxu said on the phone, Zhang Weidong glanced at Dongming and already understood why he was so eager to refine elixirs.
He is getting old and his vitality is about to end. Only by entering the foundation building stage can he have the chance to compete with the sky again. Now Dongming is in the Qi training stage, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is poor. No matter how hard he practices, he will not be able to catch up with the pace of death. The only way is to resort to alchemy.
, to see if it can turn things around and break through the Qi training period.
Wanting to understand the reason, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but pity the situation of Dongming and others. If he had never set foot on this road, he might not have such an idea, but now that he has vaguely glimpsed the way to immortality, he has been pursuing it hard and persistently.
After spending a lifetime, only to find out in the end that it was a dream, it feels really uncomfortable.
At this time, Zhang Weidong did not expect that he was actually on the road to seeking immortality, but he had never had such ambitions, and he happened to practice the Great Chaos Five Elements Technique with the balance of the five elements. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth
Although he was poor, it only had the most severe impact on him during the initial period. Now that the five elements in his Dantian are interdependent and form a small world of his own, the impact of the lack of spiritual energy on him is far less than that of Dongming and others. As for the loss of Taoism,
It is not a problem for him. The Five Emperors Sutra is vast and all-encompassing, much vaster than the inheritance of any sect. Therefore, Dongming and others are dedicated to immortality every moment and practice unremittingly every day.
But Zhang Weidong has never been obsessed with immortality, but he has practiced unremittingly every day. Somehow, Zhang Weidong's state of mind just coincides with the Taoist state of mind of being quiet and inactive yet doing something.
Doing without doing anything, the most important word "wu" in Taoist cultivation does not mean to be truly inaction, but the mind must be inactive and without desire, but there must be action in action. Just like playing on the field, you cannot let your mind wander.
Focusing on the outcome of winning or losing, the most important thing is how to compete with all your heart and soul.
"This alchemy furnace is indeed very useful. If it can be activated, the alchemy work will be twice the result with half the effort." Zhang Weidong looked at the alchemy furnace and said, his eyes flashing with thought... If the monthly ticket is more powerful, there are only twenty-seven votes left.
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