During a tour of Jiangcheng, half of the interior scenery is missing.
After all, it is just a small town, and it can only be comforted by its dazzling array of snacks.
After tasting it for a while, Chen Yu left early. When he left the city, he did not use any magic to escape. He only relied on his legs to move forward. It seemed that he was neither fast nor slow, but in fact he was faster than others.
When he met the crowd, he walked slowly and chatted for a while, talking about the current situation and the surrounding scenic spots, the inheritance of his family and the reputation of that family. Sometimes he inquired, and sometimes he stopped by to explore.
It was like wandering around on the way to Zhengyang Temple.
However, with the help of my feet, I still arrived at my destination before the new year.
Zhengyang Temple is located in the city. What is inconsistent with its famous name is that this Taoist temple itself is not grand and spectacular, let alone the sight of thousands of temples.
He looked around and saw that despite the bustle of people and the weaving of people passing by, there were small huts stacked in twos and threes, scattered and leaning against the southeast corner of the city. If one ignored the tide of pilgrims coming and going, it would be almost impossible to tell that this was the famous Taoist family.
One view.
Chen Yu looked surprised. At least compared to Zhenwu Twenty-eight Mountains, the scale and grandeur of Zhengyang Temple was undoubtedly much inferior.
When you come outside the door, you will see vermilion carvings on the eaves. There are strange-shaped birds and lion-like beasts, all with floating clouds carved underneath them. They are the legendary beasts here, which can distinguish right from wrong. Among them, the one looks like a unicorn and has a body like a lion.
The ferocity of the tiger is quite similar to that of the Haechi in the previous life.
Chen Yu looked around and saw that he had also seen these two in Zhenwu Mountain. After traveling for thousands of miles, most Taoist temples had stone beasts standing in front of them. There were some sayings in them, which he had heard in the Taoist scriptures.
After tidying up her green clothes, she had already put on Yunhe Guan's Feitian Yunhe Taoist robe when she arrived. At this moment, her fingers were pointing at her side without any trace, and the spiritual text flashed by, and the dust-repelling technique was washed away.
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
With a soft cry, the boy welcoming the door in front was sending a pilgrim into the temple. He turned around and heard it. Then he looked over curiously, and the next moment his eyes lit up.
"May I ask which one has the true message in person?"
There are quite a few Taoists coming and going in Zhengyang Temple. On weekdays, there are no less than 180 boys greeting them, but the person in front of him is different. His breath is leisurely, ethereal and out of the world, and his gestures seem to carry a moving charm.
Compared to some of the people he had seen from a distance who had achieved true cultivation in the past.
The boy on duty didn't dare to neglect him, and while he was curious about his origins, he just wondered which big sect was really introduced to the world and came to pay him a visit.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist in front of him was indifferent and explained with a smile: "The poor Taoist Yunhe Guan Chenyu has traveled all over the world, but he came here because he has admired the name of Zhengyang Guan for a long time, so he came here to pay a visit."
The boy was startled, Yunhe Temple? Is there such a Taoist temple nearby? Or maybe this good-looking Taoist priest comes from some hidden sect?
Thinking of this, the boy couldn't help but become more excited, and the boredom of being on duty for the past few days dissipated a bit.
On the other side, Chen Yu glanced at the little boy's shining black eyes, not knowing what the other boy was thinking, so he shook his head and explained.
"Yunhe Temple is located in the southwest and is not a major sect."
As a result, the boy decided something, and the guard didn't even care, so he took him to the inner hall with him.
The two of them turned around and entered the entrance hall, only to find that there was a cave inside. Although from the outside it looked like just some small houses and palaces, when they walked inside, they saw that the exquisite layout was unique and ingenious. Everything was good, and it was as big as Zhenwu Na and others.
Each of the combined styles has its own characteristics.
On the way, the little boy was so curious that he opened his eyes and turned around non-stop as he walked, his head bouncing back and forth as if he was hesitant to speak.
Chen Yu was helpless. He was really not an expert in the hidden world sect, but Xiaotong didn't think so. The other party was making insinuations because he was curious about what the Taoist said about Southwest and the status of the hidden world sect.
In the end, the question raised by the boy was really simple for Chen Yu. Not to mention that he had just absorbed part of the Zhenwu Dao Zang. He collected a lot from various inheritances along the way. With his knowledge and experience, he not only answered his doubts, but also made the little Daoist disciple more aware.
A picture of the north and south of the Yangtze River opened up.
From the southwest to the north of the Yangtze River, from the mountains to the fields, from pharmacology to divination and planning, the Taoist scriptures and meanings are naturally indispensable. Everything is so transparent that it is laid out in front of the boy as if it were crushed into pieces.
This picture was so lifelike and immersive that the boy was fascinated by it several times, his red face full of imagination.
And this also made Xiao Daotong admire him and at the same time confirm that this person was the descendant of a certain hidden sect!
He knows too much, he is simply more powerful than his senior brother and master!
Soon, after passing through a corridor, the door of Yingsong Hall appeared in front of them. The two of them stopped. The little Taoist boy still had some unfinished thoughts, but he felt that he could not disturb this expert, so he spoke respectfully and slightly childishly.
He made a bow and said loudly:
"Taoist Master, please wait a moment. I'll go tell the teacher now."
Then trot away.
After waiting for a while, Chen Yu looked around the hall and saw that there were no other disciples around. There was tea on the table, so he sat on a chair and poured a cup for himself.
Well, I can’t tell whether it tastes good or bad.
Only then did Chen Yu remember that he was not good at tea tasting. Compared to the wide variety of teas and drinks, juice was indeed more suitable for him.
Speaking of which, I wonder if the taste of the spiritual tea picked from Qingtai Mountain will be slightly different.
If it is really the same as other teas, then there is probably no need to continue planting.
It's best to use coarse camellia tea, which can be boiled in water and used to quench thirst. The taste doesn't have to be too complicated. He won't be able to taste it even if he turns over and over again.
His thoughts were a little distracted, and there was no one around him. Chen Yu, who was aroused by greed, flipped his palm, and a bamboo tube floated in front of him.
Hold it in your hand and shake it, the juice will turn soft blue.
The delicate fragrance is astounding to the nostrils, elegant and intoxicating.
Through the hole cover, you can still see the purple beans floating in the juice. They are the burst fruits harvested from the spiritual field not long ago.
Gululu took a sip, puff puff puff!
At this time, Chen Yu, who was looking satisfied, suddenly moved his ears slightly, then put away the bamboo tube without leaving a trace, waved his sleeves and robe, and a breeze blew up in front of him to disperse the fragrance.
Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, and the little Taoist boy from before came back.
At this moment, I felt a little nervous, cupping my fists and cupping my hands.
"Please, Taoist Priest, please wait a moment longer. The teachers are discussing important matters in Tongyuan Hall."
After saying this, the little Taoist scratched his head, as if he remembered something, and was about to leave, but his eyes kept staring at Chen Yu.
He smiled softly: "After the poor Taoist visits Guiguan Zhendao later, I will go find my fellow Taoist to talk about the interesting things in the southwest."
After receiving the promise, the boy was overjoyed. He responded with a high voice and continued to go on duty at a brisk pace.
Chen Yu silently adjusted his breath in this inner hall and waited quietly... Of course it was impossible!
The eyebrows flickered, and a figure walked out of it.
Boom! People's thoughts are like a tide. Zhengyang Temple is located in the city and the flow of people is like weaving. The impact of the sea of people's thoughts is extraordinary.
Fortunately, after the recasting, the Yuanshen is no longer what it used to be. It remains unmoved in the face of waves of human thoughts coming at her.
Yuan Shen looked around, split open the ocean of human thoughts, and flew out in the next moment, heading towards the place where the scriptures are stored.
His consciousness was not completely gone. Chen Yu closed his eyes and took advantage of this time to continue reading and digesting the books in his mind. He would probably need to read a lot more later.
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While Chen Yu was collecting Taoist scriptures stored in Zhengyang Temple, something happened in the southwest that he was still talking about just now. It was not obvious at the moment, but it set the future on another unknown path.
Guangyong Mansion, Yuanyang Peak.
The always cold mountain peak welcomed the second batch of guests this winter after a long absence.
On December 28, starting from Zhenwu Mountain in Yuezhou, thousands of miles away, a group of 16 people, led by Xuancheng Taoist Yin Wennian, finally traveled across mountains and rivers, and hurriedly arrived in Guangyong in less than two months.
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The place was remote, and there were endless wars along the way, but everyone was in high spirits. Even most of the Taoist priests, including Yin Wennian, were all rolled up their sleeves. They took off their Taoist robes and only wore thin shirts, showing no appearance.
Guided by Zhengyuan Temple, the first group of sixteen people went up the mountain.
"Brother Xuancheng!"
"Shoutan, you're fine!"
Yu Qimeng stood up to greet him, and beside him, all the major sects, Taoist temples, martial arts and Taoist sects in Guangyong gathered together, waiting for the arrival of these 'experts'.
They were the first group of guests at Yuanyang Peak. They went up the mountain seven or eight days early. Yu Qimeng received a letter from Yin Wennian saying that he and his party had already set off. He calculated the date and it was almost the same, so he sent all the forces involved together.
shouted up.
The arrival of these people was naturally no better than that of Yin Wennian's team. On the one hand, they delivered more elixirs, which were also the last batch collected by various families in Guangyong Mansion. At the same time, they could also observe and participate in the subsequent joint research.
Yu Qimeng will teach and publish the method of concentration that he has figured out, and invites Yin Wennian and many Qihuang masters to take a step further and perfect the real method of practice.
As for how much the forces around them can gain by then, that depends on them.
Yu Qimeng stepped forward, first arranged a table of vegetarian dishes for the sixteen people who had come from afar, and then introduced everyone behind him.
"Haiyun Guanqingyi, I have met all Taoist brothers."
"Fang Zongyou of Tuoyan Mountain..."
"Zhengyuan Guanyunzhen..."
"Fengyunmen Liu Langfei..."
Yin Wennian returned the greetings one by one, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this person's thoughts were not on these red tapes, so Yu Qimeng did not wait much, and after the sixteen people hadtily filled their bellies, he took them to an open area behind the mountain.
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There were piles of bluestones, with more than ten wet wooden boxes placed among them. Yin Wennian straightened his expression, looked at Yu Qimeng and asked softly, "Fellow Taoist Shotan, is this the kind of unique wood mentioned in the letter from Taoist Taoist?"
"Exactly." Yu Qi nodded fiercely, then took one off personally and held it in his hand. Yin Wennian looked down and saw that there was an engraving on it, but it was like a wave of clouds.
Yu Qimeng seemed to see the other party's gaze and explained: "This is from Haiyun Temple. In order to accomplish something this time, I took it out."
After that, he pointed to the others, "There are dozens of large and small families in Guangyong. Anyone who has obtained the immortal family's elixir dare not do it alone."
"Everyone is attentive, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
Hearing this, even Yin Wennian couldn't help but be moved by the quality of the various houses in Guangyong Mansion. The rest of the people behind him nodded again and again, and looked at each faction with much kinder eyes.
At this time, Yu Qimeng smiled and said: "But Mo Gao looked at us. These elixirs are too difficult to handle, and their potency will disappear inexplicably. They will wither in their hands after a few months. It's better to give it a try."
Having said that, Yin Wennian shook his head. If the Central Plains sect had obtained such a large number of elixirs, they would definitely not take them out regardless of whether they could be used.
Don't you see, just two dry elixir plants in Luo City can attract all parties to gather and covet them greedily.
Don’t they know that elixirs are difficult to use? No, they all know that, but people are always lucky and feel that they are unique and different. What if they can get the inheritance of immortals?
At this moment, Yin Wennian finally fixed his gaze on Yu Qimeng, and he sighed in his heart, as expected, this person has not changed.
It was because of Yu Qimeng that Guangyong Daomen and even Wulin Jianghu were twisted into a rope, not as messy as other places.
"Southwest of Zhenxiu... Haha, the name of Shoutan is also spread among Zhenwu, and many disciples of the younger generation admire him! If you have the opportunity in the future, you can come to the mountain to talk about it."
The two chatted for a few words, and Yu Qimeng stopped talking. His family knew his own affairs, and he was able to invite these people to trek all the way to the southwest. Naturally, it was not to reminisce about the past, nor to enhance his reputation.
At this moment, the elixir that is about to dry up is more important.
"Elixirs are mysterious, but many of their uses are unclear."
Yu Qimeng was the first to speak, taking off the lid of the wooden box to reveal the medicinal plants inside, while attracting a powerful warrior next to him.
"Zhang Song of the Iron Fist Sect, who had already achieved great strength, bleeded all over his body after eating the elixir raw, and it took two days to stop."
Speaking of this, the burly man Zhang Song's square face was full of lingering fear, and he said: "Dear Taoist priests, the feeling at that time was simply terrifying. It felt like the whole person was on the stove, but in the end, there was no strength at all!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing several people who are proficient in Qihuang pharmacology lowering their heads in deep thought, Yu Qimeng took over and continued to add, "There is also Brother Li from Yangjianmen,
He was different. After taking the elixir, not only did he not bleed, but he got through it peacefully. In the end, the strength converged, broke through the barrier, and became a dragon and tiger on his own!"
"We are both warriors, but their strength is almost the same, but their results are very different. There are many examples like this."
Yu Qimeng gave examples one by one, including his own experiences when he later took the elixir to a nest in the mountains to test it.
The others also spoke one after another, and most of them said similar things.
The dozen or so people in front of them, headed by Yin Wennian, were gradually stunned. They really didn't expect that these people would have so many magical ideas after getting the elixir.
Eating it raw is not enough, but some people cook it, some cut it into shreds and serve it cold, and some mix it with some mountain delicacies and stir-fry it.
A Taoist named Danding tried to make an elixir and took the elixir and lead, mercury and jade, but the furnace exploded inexplicably.
Some people transplant it in their own fields, and then it withers in less than three to five days, and the medicinal effect disappears faster than holding it dry in the hand.
Especially Yu Qimeng, for the sake of research, and after he later tinkered with the method of fixing the orifices, he got out of hand and used a batch of elixirs every few days. Nearly half of the elixirs from various families under the mountain filled the bottomless Yuanyang Peak.
hole.
For a moment, Yin Wennian trembled slightly and didn't know what to say.
At first, they thought that there were elixirs in the dozen or so wooden boxes in front of them. This was such a huge amount and unheard of. However, now they just felt that these were too few. God knows how much these people wasted during this time!
A dozen plants are probably not enough to cause trouble for this group of people for a few days.
You really have to give it a try, otherwise it will be gone.
No wonder they were invited even though they were thousands of miles away.