Sitting in a shabby room and traveling through three caves, I reflected on the past and the dust in my mind.
The mirror reflects the emptiness and encompasses all phenomena, and the Qing Qi Dao is formed.
In the land of Hanxia, there is Miaoyouzong, Songtao Peak, and a quiet room.
This place is closed and has no windows. There is a lamp burning inside, the fire is like a bean, the light is bright, and the whole room is illuminated.
A person faces the wall with his legs crossed, and a small table is placed in front of him. There is a three-legged lotus pattern incense burner on it.
It seems real and illusory, if something exists and something doesn't exist, it's quite mysterious.
Suddenly, a faint bright light appeared above Miluo Tianling, and an illusory and uncertain mirror image was suspended above it.
The mirror image is tilted, carrying brilliance, refracting upward, passing through the blockade of the quiet room, and reflecting in the void.
Suddenly, heaven and earth’s inspirations converged, and Taoist rhymes and legal principles intertwined.
In the dark, a ray of golden light rotates deep in the earth, and a ray of green air falls from the nine heavens.
"Um?"
On the Songtao Peak, Yun Changkong, who was wearing a plain Taoist robe and a hibiscus crown, raised his head, flicked the whisk in his hand, and the clouds rolled under his body, carrying him outside the quiet room.
Looking at the treasure scroll gradually condensing and taking shape in the void, Yun Changkong's eyes showed a trace of surprise.
"When the foundation is successfully built, there will be spiritual treasures to accompany it. It seems that a hundred years after our Songtao Peak, there will be another true successor!"
As he spoke, Yun Changkong turned his head and looked to the other side, swung his fly whisk in the air, and swept away the spiritual thoughts that were lingering around and seemed to be about to fall.
"Let's go! Let's go! The disciple is just building a foundation. It's like he's never seen it before. He's not afraid of his own inspiration, stirring up the surrounding atmosphere, and ruining the disciple's opportunity?"
On Furong Peak, a silver-haired old woman held a cup of tea and looked happily in the direction of Songtao Peak: "The accompanying treasure is one of the great wishes of the past emperors. When it was formed, it was protected by the earth and blessed by the sky. How could it be so
Easily disturbed?"
On Tianguang Peak, Shi Changming, who had half black and half white hair and a strong build, looked like a military general who was better than a Taoist. He laughed loudly: "Changhong's words are not wrong! I and the five others have been guarding the outer sect for many years, and the scene of the disciples building the foundation has never been seen.
Over one hundred, there are eighty. But when building the foundation, it sublimates spirituality and condenses the accompanying treasure. This is really the first time I have seen it. If I remember correctly, the little guy who is building the foundation today was more than ten years ago.
He's coming back to Zhuanzhou Taoist body. Calculating the time, he is not yet twenty years old. At this age, he must be one of the candidates for the true inheritance."
Le Changhong in Furong Peak heard the words and said in surprise: "Zhuanzhou Dao body? Taixu is vast and boundless, Taishang is vast and has images. Knowing the outline of heaven and earth, knowing the house of yin and yang, seeing the treasure of spirit, you can count them
Life can be taken away, and the world can be overturned. I remember that this kind of Taoism has extremely high requirements for one's own mind, and it does not help practice before the foundation is established. This child can successfully establish the foundation before the age of twenty, and his talent is
Among this generation of disciples, he is undoubtedly the best."
Yun Changkong said happily: "Miluo, this kid, is not bad in talent, and he can calm down, but he has a little irritability in his temperament. The fact that he can successfully build the foundation before he is twenty years old is a bit beyond me."
Expected.”
Hearing this, Le Changhong put down his tea cup and sighed with emotion: "He is a candidate for the true biography! Are you interested in accepting him as a disciple in Changkong?"
Yun Changkong was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, disciple or something..."
Le Changhong wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Yun Changkong: "Changhong, you don't have to persuade me, just leave it like this!"
After saying that, Yun Changkong waved the fly whisk twice to disperse the air flow from the two of them.
In the quiet room, Milo frowned.
The moment the foundation was successfully built, a memory completely different from his past emerged, impacting his sanity.
This is not the distracting thoughts of the human mind, nor the invasion of external demons, but the awakening of the past.
Many methods of meditation, concentration, sitting and forgetfulness, and visualization have little effect on such changes.
All Milo can do is to let himself fall into silence as much as possible, empty his mind, and reduce the impact of another memory.
I don't know how long it took, after the spices burned out and the fire dimmed, Milo slowly withdrew from the silence.
A ray of light appeared in his eyes, lighting up the originally dark quiet room.
"I entered Taoism at the age of six, studied literature for three years, completed breath adjustment in three years, opened the pulses all over the body for five years, and polished my body for more than two years. Finally, before the age of twenty, I successfully established the foundation and became a candidate for the true inheritance. In the future, as long as I can do it within a hundred years,
, complete the cultivation of the two realms of pregnancy energy and jade liquid, and successfully condense the essence before the age of 120, you can be named in the jade book and become a true true disciple."
After briefly sensing his own changes, Milo immediately felt that his spirit had made considerable progress, and was at least twice as strong as before the foundation was established.
Not only that, Milo closed his eyes for a moment, and then he sensed a dark place with a little light inside, emitting a weak but stable light to the surroundings, dispersing the nine inches of darkness, and as the bright light shone, it gave the surrounding glass little by little.
Color.
A smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth. This was his spiritual platform, the basis for his future spellcasting, and the proof that he had officially entered the path of immortality.
Hanxia has a vast territory, and there are many people practicing in it, and there are also many different ways of practicing.
Miaoyou Sect, the place where Milo studied, is the path of return to immortality. It belongs to the authentic sect of Xuanmen. It follows the path of refining oneself to build foundation, refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return emptiness, and refining emptiness to combine with Tao.
Among them, refining one's body and building one's body and refining one's qi can be subdivided into six realms: regulating breath, opening pulse, building foundation, pregnant qi, jade liquid and condensing essence. The regulating breath and opening pulse before building foundation belong to the entry-level foundation.
stage.
In these two realms, compared to ordinary people, they are stronger, more energetic, and have some simple superpowers.
In a real fight, four or five adults holding weapons and cooperating tacitly would have a chance to subdue the monks in front of the foundation.
After the foundation is successfully built, the bridge between heaven and earth suddenly connects. Not only can practitioners absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for practice, but also because the spiritual platform is opened and the soul is condensed, they have the ability to cast spells directly.
However, after the spiritual platform is opened, it needs to be wiped from time to time to keep the light. Otherwise, the mind will become dusty, and not only will the practice be hindered, but there will also be problems in the performance of magic.
Milo felt that in his spiritual platform, some dust suddenly appeared around the originally stable light, falling slowly and covering the glazed land.
The smile on his lips disappeared a lot. He stretched out his hands and spread his fingers, revealing two treasures.
Above the left hand is a mirror image, the texture of which is neither gold nor jade. It can only be seen but cannot be touched.
The surface of the mirror is clear and hazy. If you look closely, you will feel that the farther you look, the farther you look. The flowers and rain are colorful, interpreting the golden clouds, water, fire, wind and thunder, appearing in the clouds, turning and changing, endless changes, very beautiful.
The patterns on the back of the mirror are very clear. You can clearly see what is in front of the mirror through the half-real reflection, but as long as you focus on the dense patterns, you can see them clearly. Look closely and see these patterns.
It feels like the name of a god, but also like a pattern. The central mirror button is square, like a seal, with the name engraved in the shape of a cloud, dragon and strange bird, which is the real name born from the intersection of Milo's past and present lives.
On the right hand is a treasure scroll, which looks like an unfolded picture scroll. The material is like gold and jade, and it feels like silk.
The front of the scroll is blank. When you look at it carefully, it seems that there is green energy rolling around. There are nine-color auspicious cloud patterns on the back, as well as many blurry figures. The more you pay attention to it, the blurr it becomes. At a casual glance, you seem to see some specific image.
It makes people lose their minds.
The clear sound rang out, waking up Milo who was observing the Second Treasure. He got up and opened the quiet room.
When he saw the white-haired Taoist, Milo quickly saluted: "I've met Elder Yun."
"There is no need for this. If you successfully build the foundation before you are twenty years old, you can enter the inner sect and become the true seed of the sect. Just call me uncle."
Before Milo could nod, Yun Changkong stretched out his hand again, and a wisp of smoke rose up, carrying the two of them and flying towards the top of Songtao Peak.