Zheng Dong's true self was meditating with his eyes closed. As if he sensed something, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"It turns out it's time to seal it, whatever..."
After saying that, he entered the practice again and didn't pay any more attention to it.
He is only one step away from the Yuan Shen stage. Now that the prehistoric era is stable and the strategy of Chunshen Realm is proceeding in an orderly manner, it is time to break through the current level of cultivation.
The Yuanshen stage and the Yuanying stage are different.
Compared with the lifespan of the Yuanying stage, which is only a thousand years, the lifespan of the Yuanshen stage will skyrocket, reaching ten thousand years.
In the eyes of Yuanshen stage monks, the dynasty changes of mortals are completely inconspicuous. Perhaps only the survival of the race and the inheritance of Taoism can make these existences move.
...
There are no Jiazi in the ancient times, and the years are unknown.
In the blink of an eye.
One hundred years have passed.
This day.
A white crane faced the rising sun and flew towards Zheng Dong's dojo, the top of Qiyun Mountain Range.
The white crane chirped, flapped its wings, and stopped on the jade-white bricks of the dojo.
On the dojo.
A young Taoist wearing a green Taoist robe and a jade crown was waiting there.
Bai He suddenly changed and transformed into a boy. A hundred years later, the original Bai He Taoist boy changed almost nothing after transforming into a human form.
"Yun Yangzi! Where is the little fox?"
"Senior Sister Bai is going down the mountain, don't be afraid!"
When Yunyangzi saw that Baihe Boy had just returned to the mountain, he asked about the whereabouts of the little fox, and couldn't help but laugh.
Hearing that the little fox was not there, Baihe boy breathed a sigh of relief, then stared and said, "You Yunyangzi, how dare you laugh at your senior brother!"
"Don't you dare!" Yunyangzi quickly raised his hands, but he couldn't help but smile.
"Hmph! You can laugh if you want!" Baihe Boy snorted, "But don't expect me to tell you this interesting story at the foot of the mountain."
Sure enough, upon hearing this threat, Yunyangzi's face suddenly fell.
"Senior Brother Baihe, don't be angry! Isn't it enough that Junior Brother will accompany you?"
"It's too late to apologize now!" Baihe Boy turned around proudly and walked away swaggeringly.
Not far away, a beautiful figure walked up to the two of them. The person who came was none other than Zheng Dong's first disciple, Tang Zhirou.
"Sister!"
"Sister!"
Seeing Tang Zhirou, Baihetongzi and Yunyangzi were both timid and bent down to salute.
Baihe boy was even better, Yunyangzi was most afraid of Tang Zhirou.
After all, Tang Zhirou brought him back to the mountain gate when he was a child, and Tang Zhirou taught him almost all the practice since he was a child.
Although he has now reached the golden elixir stage and is about to give birth to a baby, he still can't help but feel a little scared when facing Tang Zhirou who is half-stepping into the Yuanshen stage.
"Um."
Tang Zhirou nodded slightly, looked at Baihe Boy, and said: "Master is in retreat, don't bother him."
"oh."
Baihe Boy nodded honestly.
Immediately, Tang Zhirou looked at Yunyangzi again and said, "You have been practicing Taoism in the mountains for a hundred years since you were a child. It's time to go down the mountain to practice."
"real!"
When he heard that the senior sister allowed him to go down the mountain, Yunyangzi jumped up excitedly.
They are different from Bai Ling'er and Bai He Tongzi who are wandering around almost all day long and have left a great reputation throughout the whole world.
Yunyangzi never went down the mountain.
He lost his parents when he was young. Ever since he was brought back to the mountains by Tang Zhirou, he has been practicing hard with her.
In terms of cultivation, Yunyangzi considered himself to be no worse than Baihe Tongzi.
Although he is not as good as Bai Ling'er in the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation in the later stage of Jindan is well-known in both Dongzhou and Nanzhanbuzhou.
"This time when you go down the mountain, you must not reveal your master's name, you must not bully others for no reason, you must not be weak and bullied, you must not..."
Tang Zhirou listed down the master's rules one by one, or in other words, her own rules.
Zheng Dong taught people how to practice cultivation and never taught rules.
In his opinion, if you only focus on seeking the Tao, that's it. There are not so many rules.
But perhaps Tang Zhirou was afraid that his disciples would damage his reputation, so he always treated his disciples quite strictly.
Even Bai Ling'er, who was fearless, was a little frightened when he saw her, let alone Yunyangzi who was taught by her.
Yunyangzi was respectful and after listening to Tang Zhirou read out the rules, he quickly promised: "Don't worry, senior sister, I will definitely not bring disgrace to the reputation of our master!"
"Um!"
After hearing this, Tang Zhirou nodded with satisfaction.
The rules she set are all centered around this core and must not disgrace the teacher.
Of course, she is not a rigid dogma. The rules she established for her disciples are all in the ancient world, and do not include other worlds.
Now a hundred years have passed. In addition to the Chunshen Realm, several new planes have been discovered in Honghuang. Nanzhan Buzhou, Dongzhou, and even the monks on Earth, many are fighting in other worlds.
Tang Zhirou herself also showed her skills in other worlds and won a small plane for the Extraordinary Association.
Although this world is not as good as the Knight Continent, it is still quite strong. It has now become the second star world in the prehistoric void.
After listening to Tang Zhirou's instructions, Yun Zhongzi bowed to her, then transformed into an escape light and disappeared into the Qiyun Mountain Range.
"Let's go!"
Watching Yunyangzi's figure disappear into the horizon, Tang Zhirou turned her head and said.
"oh."
Bai Hetongzi walked with her towards the Taoist Palace.
...
Deep in the Taoist Palace.
In a large hall.
Zheng Dong's original form and four clones sit cross-legged opposite each other.
These four clones are four of the five element clones of Zheng Dong. A hundred years later, not only did he reach the Yuan Shen stage, but his water clone, earth clone, wood clone, and gold clone all reached the harmony level.
The original deity is in the same realm, the Yuan Shen stage.
These five great Yuan Shen stage monks are also the only five Yuan Shen stage monks in the ancient world.
Of course, this is not what Zheng Dong is most proud of.
His true self looked at the Shui Xing clone and said, "Is everything okay in Chunshen Realm?"
When the water clone heard this, he said helplessly: "You and I are both the same person, is it necessary to joke with yourself?"
"Ha ha!"
The smile on Zheng Dong's face faded and he said, "Everyone, although there are only four of you in the Five Elements Clone and there is still one Fire Element Clone missing, I have finished deducing the Three Thousand Great Luo Dharma. It's time to practice it."
"good!"
All the clones nodded.
"Three Thousand Great Luo Methods" is a method that Zheng Dong spent hundreds of years integrating with the "Book of Heaven", his original method, as the foundation, and the methods practiced by his clones as branches.
For the time being, the merged technique seems to be only the authentic level and can be cultivated to the realm of the Mahayana True Immortal. However, Zheng Dong has calculated that as long as another authentic level fire technique is integrated, the "Three Thousand Great Laws" will usher in a new era.
A qualitative change.
And, what's even more perverted is that this skill can exist as a unified skill, or it can be broken into parts.
Inside the main hall.
Zheng Dong's face became serious.
The expressions on the faces of the four clones were also extremely serious.
Only seen.
With the operation of Zheng Dong's technique, the four clones actually resonated with the original deity.
As the resonance intensified, the avatars of the four elements of metal, wood, water, and earth turned into four-color streams of light and rushed towards Zheng Dong himself.