Daoist Mingxin, during these thirty-four years, has achieved great fame in the world.
It has long been proven that True Person is in the realm and his methods are extremely high. Some people have said that his Daoism is actually enough to reach immortality through tribulations, but he just did not take the last few steps for some reasons. In fact, his own methods, Divine Ability, are no longer able to be covered by the realm of True Person.
Over the years, three or five letters have been sent basically every year.
Qi WuHuo unfolded the letter and read the letter from True Person Ming Xin. At the beginning, as always, he greeted the Daoist about his physical condition, talked about the many insights he had gained along the way to enlightenment, and finally talked about how he met this disciple.
'In the original place of Song State, the disciple walked into a mountain, so today the weather is uncertain, and there are bandits in the mountains. A Zhuang was originally a resident of the village and town at the foot of the mountain, but was robbed and went up the mountain. The disciple went to find him, originally thinking that he would suffer, but never thought that he could talk about those bandits in a fog with his words.'
'This little guy said he wanted to teach bandits how to become knowledgeable bandits.'
'Say, thieves also have thieves' morals.'
'Called [Thieves also have their Dao].'
'Those thieves and thieves were originally just strong men who defeated the army and used their own strength to rob people and property. Not to mention the common people, even they themselves looked down on themselves. This little guy praised them so much and pointed out something Thieves also have their Dao. These thieves all made him their confidant.'
'And I subconsciously followed the way of stealing the saint pointed out by this little guy.'
'By the time the disciples went to find him, this little guy had already become the second-in-command of the bandit.'
'It really made the disciples laugh and cry. Later, the disciples caught all these thieves down the mountain and sent them to the government to judge their crimes. However, this little guy was able to escape due to various reasons. He lived leisurely and casually, but he also had a certain magnanimity. He is a talent in my Daoist sect.'
'There is no one at home, but the disciple's subtle tricks made him dumbfounded and envious'
'The disciple will bring him to you.'
'I offer it with all my heart'
An idle young man?
Now black-robed Daoist, who has gray hair on his temples and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, put down the letter, folded it in half on the table, and folded it into a flying bird. He opened his palm and let the bird flutter up and fly around the big tree outside Treasury Chamber.
Qi WuHuo looked at the world outside, the warm winter sun fell on him, making him feel a little warm.
Empress Nuwa and Xihuang are both here.
Old Green Ox is basking in the sun, Ran Deng the Daoist is sweeping.
Unknowingly.
Qi WuHuo is already the oldest-looking person among Book Keeper.
Dragon Maiden has now gradually become familiar with it. At this moment, he is sitting on the raised eaves of the collection room. He holds his chin with one hand and looks at old man with gray temples below. He can't help but sigh and said, "Daoist, Daoist, how come you have become like this?"
"Daoist priest, Daoist priest, how come your Daoism has become worse and worse over the years?"
Seventeen years have passed.
Daoist Qi WuHuo, who was dressed in black robes and had his hair tied up in a jade crown, shook his head helplessly. He just nodded gently to Dragon Maiden who was sitting on the eaves, and then walked in the sunshine, looking at Walking in the direction of Jimen, people on the road would take the initiative to salute and say hello to him if they met him, with extremely respectful expressions. Even before he got close to Jimen, he could already hear voices talking about Daoism.
Looking from a distance, waves of Human Dao Destiny, cultural energy, soared into the sky.
How prosperous!
When these young people saw the Daoist approaching, they all showed respectful expressions on their faces.
They all stopped talking and talking, stood up, saluted, and called, "Master."
"You are here."
The Daoist, who was wearing a black robe and had gray temples, nodded with a gentle expression and said, "Just keep talking, don't worry about me."
"Yes."
The rest of the people responded and continued to sit down and talk, but with this old master here, how could they be as relaxed and casual as before? Everyone looked a little solemn, their backs were straight, and when they talked about their understanding of Tao, their tone became much more solemn than before.
The Daoist smiled helplessly.
These people--
Some of them heard him preach back then, and some were young people who had grown up over the years.
Xi Men Da Chong is already a thirty-four-year-old man. After saluting Qi WuHuo, he waited until old man, who had gray temples, sat down. Xi Men Da Chong just sat down on his own. The sitting position was not as before, but he was facing the Daoist sideways, with a humble expression.
He has lost the youthful anger he once had.
He is tall, with calm and sharp eyebrows. When talking about Tao and Dharma, he has already gained his own understanding. The way to practice requires step by step. Xi Men Da Chong naturally understood the Tao a few years ago. The rhyme of Tao has been flowing, and he has a level of cultivation comparable to that of a Daoist temple master.
It's about the level of [Primordial Prenatal Qi].
This seems to be commonplace.
But most people like Xi Men Da Chong who practice seriously have already reached this state.
Thirty or forty years ago, Primordial Prenatal Qi was enough to open a Daoist temple and accept disciples in one state or another place. Now, although it is not that it can be seen everywhere, it is indeed not as rare as it was back then. In a state, everyone has Qi in their body, and they can make this Qi flow and form a system by themselves. It is considered to be one in a hundred.
Primordial Prenatal Qi requires serious practice and is considered to be one of the best in a thousand.
However, in one state, there are thousands of people who have reached the level of [Daoist Temple Master] and [Temple Host]. The number in the world is even more uncountable. In the past, True Person, who could already occupy a peak in the Daoist sect, has emerged like a blowout compared to the past.
Compared with decades ago, this is an almost dream-like change.
Now that I think about it, the disaster in Zhongzhou that Daoists experienced back then has reappeared in this era.
I'm afraid it no longer needs the assistance of the earth monsters, and even the Destiny Great Formation in the human world does not need to be fully opened. There used to be masters at the Guanzhu level everywhere. There were several in each workshop, ranging from dozens of workshops in a small city to more than a hundred in large ones. These pure Guanzhu masters are still compatible with Human Dao Destiny.
This is already an extremely powerful force.
The normalized heavenly soldiers in the heavenly world are at this level.
However, over the years, people have gradually discovered that practice is difficult. It is extremely difficult to climb from the Primordial Prenatal Qi level to True Person, and there are still no talented people who can rely on Daoist scriptures to reach the realm of immortals in the past. It is as if there is an invisible but real barrier.
The wind blows through the world, and the Daoist has gray hair on his temples, looking at this Nine Stone Tablets calmly.
Above Nine Stone Tablets, there are already many, many words, either shallow or sharp, just a few words and not a chapter. From a simple perspective, it is not impressive, but if you look at them as a whole, they are already somewhat magnificent.
But, it's not enough--
It's not enough.
The royal tree in front of me has grown a lot, but its branches have not yet spread out.
In the end, it can only be called a sapling. It has not yet extended and spread its branches in all directions. It has no green leaves like a shade, which is not enough to shelter it, and it is not enough to protect it from wind and rain.
There was no sound, but Human Dao Destiny seemed to have encountered a huge impact, and a qi machine rushed over like a wave. The Daoist did not look back, but naturally tilted his neck, then raised his hand, with his five fingers slightly caged, and grabbed the tea cup that tore the qi luck.
The white hair on the temples rises and falls.
The tea water in the tea cup was turned around once, but nothing came out.
"I really don't know whether your level is improving or declining."
The voice came from behind.
Green-robed Scholar was leaning lazily against a big tree.
Looking at Qi WuHuo sitting cross-legged in front of him - this Daoist's realm seemed to have broken through before, but now his aura is weaker than it was more than ten years ago. Fuxi raised his eyebrows, walked beside Qi WuHuo, sat down cross-legged, looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and said, "It has been more than ten years, and these [Sword Artifact] have not been cast yet."
The Daoist's answer was still slow but powerful, saying, "Soon."
The Green-robed Scholar said: "I must remind you once again that you have already taken action before and intercepted Yu's secret move. Now Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole has acquiesced that you have such a method. Next time he encounters an opportunity to deal with you, he will never let it go and will simply use Yu's move."
"After the human world is unified and the luck becomes strong, the catastrophically unstable fluctuations in luck will stop. By that time, it means that even if the Antarctic and the North Pole fight with me, it will be difficult to detonate this luck and swallow up the human world. In other words, when Mortal Realm Destiny Cauldron is strong and stable, it will be the time when the human world and the heavenly world come into contact again."
"That's when Longevity of the South Pole will look for you to do something."
"Now you seem to be at the level of an Earth Immortal, with a strength of True Lord, but your condition is still declining."
"Imperial Pure Qi, how can you resist Longevity of the South Pole if you stay in the world?"
"Now that boy Li Zhai has conquered the city, only one city in the last country is left to resist. When he succeeds, it means that you are one step closer to the crisis of life and death. Of course, if you are willing to stay in the world forever and never leave, that's up to you."
Qi WuHuo did not answer. He looked at Nine Stone Tablets in front of him.
Green-robed Scholar looked at the people discussing the Tao and said in a calm tone, "There is still a little bit of fire left. Although they have understood it now, it is not enough. There is still a little bit missing before they can transform. The pressure from outside forces them to transform."
Qi WuHuo did not answer.
He looked inside himself and found that among the five Qi, Human Qi was already close to perfection. Ghost Qi and Earth Qi were also close to this state. They were only a little short of the final perfection.
After more than ten days, Mingxin came back with the young man who he said was lazy, but had a free and easy personality, almost Daoist. He went to Treasury Chamber and met the Daoist. The young man named Zhuang wore a gray robe like an iron tower. His hair was messy and he didn't like to tie it up. But strangely, he didn't look disgustingly sloppy, but gave people a sense of freedom and ease.
Perhaps the reason for this is because of this young man's bright, clear and spiritual eyes.
Mingxin, who now looked like a young man, stretched out his hand, patted the young man's head and said:
"Call Martial Uncle Ancestor."
Martial Uncle Ancestor?
The young man looked at the patriarch up and down, and saw that he was wearing a black scribe's robe, with a peaceful expression, his temples were white, and there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He had a peaceful expression, and his hair was tied with a jade crown, and there was already a lot of silver in his hair. His expression was warm and solemn. His eyes rolled around, he arched his hands, and said freely:
"Song people Zhuang Ergou, I have seen this, this Martial Uncle Ancestor!"
People who come from ordinary backgrounds often take humble names in order to make a good living.
The now famous Mingxin Joyful True Person raised his hand and slapped the cunning young man on the back of his head. He put a fly whisk on his back arm, bowed deeply to the Daoist with white temples, and said, "Martial Uncle, this child has Heavenly Root of Wisdom, and he has gained the freedom of Daoism. It is probably difficult for the disciples to teach him."
"Please also ask Martial Uncle to accept him as his disciple and teach him."
The Daoist looked at the young man in front of him and saw a little cunning in his eyes. He smiled and said, "This child should not be taught by me. If you take him around the world, he will naturally understand."
Mingxin paused and said, "At least, please Martial Uncle give him a name."
"... Okay."
The Daoist with white temples waved the young man over, saying that he wanted to go to Divination and Calculation for a hexagram. When he entered, this young man with cunning eyes naturally did not behave like that. He looked around with his eyes, then paused slightly and said, "What is this...?"
He moved his eyes away from the gray-haired man in front of him and looked to one side.
Stacked there, there was a stack of Deep Blue Daoist Robe, a wooden hairpin, and a sword hanging next to it.
This is undoubtedly the costume of a Daoist cultivator. The young man said doubtfully, "This is..."
Black robed Master in front turned around and said, "That one, that one is mine."
"Yours?"
The young man looked at the gentle and solemn man in front of him, who was dressed in black robes, with a warm air, and seemed to bear endless weight on his shoulders. He also looked at the Daoist robes and swords beside him, which showed a sense of freedom and ease. Then black robed Master looked at Blue Daoist Robe and a sword, and said, "I haven't worn this piece of clothing or lifted this sword for more than thirty years."
The young man said, "Really?"
"Then when will you put on your Daoist robe and carry your sword again?"
Black robed Master then laughed and said, "Haha, I don't know either."
"Perhaps, it will be very far in the future."
"When you lift the sword, it may shake the six realms of heaven and earth."
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "Bragging!"
Black robed Master didn't pay attention to the young man's willfulness. He just asked him to shake a hexagram and then unravel the hexagram. When he was unraveling the hexagram, the young man was sitting in front of him, but he still seemed a little unsteady. Sometimes he looked at the scenery outside, sometimes in a daze, and sometimes distracted. If it weren't for Ming Xin standing next to him, he would have already lied back and moved directly.
Ming Xin stood dignifiedly, seeming to be more serious and caring than the young man, and said:
"Martial Uncle, how's it going?"
Black robed Master Wen Wen looked at the cunning young man in front of him, and Wen Wen told his life destiny:
"Taking care of all things in the world, and using the Tao to help the world, so there is nothing to lose; walking aside and not flowing, being happy and knowing destiny, so there is no need to worry."
"The name shall be [Zhou]"
Zhuang Ergou lazily bowed his hands, thinking in his heart.
Are you a person who is happy and knows your destiny, and has no worries?
He liked this instruction very much, so he was more serious. "Disciple Zhuang Zhou."
"Thank you Martial Uncle Ancestor!"
Mingxin often stayed in this capital for a long time, so this young man Zhuang Zhou also wandered around the city, often going to Nine Stone Tablets. When he saw that Martial Uncle Ancestor was often there, he couldn't help but be curious, and said, "Martial Uncle Ancestor, when will the writing on this stone tablet be full?"
"Very soon."
"How fast?"
"In a moment."
And during this period of time, a horse came galloping from an extremely distant place.
Reply from King Wei Wu Li Zhai--
The last city in the human world has been conquered!
When the news arrived, Zhuang Zhou suddenly felt something. He turned around and looked at the white-haired Martial Uncle Ancestor. He seemed to feel a slight difference, but he couldn't seem to say anything. He just felt that the Martial Uncle Ancestor in front of him suddenly became more harmonious.
Qi WuHuo With his eyes slightly lowered, he looked inside himself.
After seventeen years of spring and Autumn, he finally reached perfection with all five abilities.
They have all reached the supreme state.
Human Dao Destiny suddenly circulated, and the second thing immediately appeared in front of him.
Cast the last Jiuding.
The weight and symbolic significance of this last Jiuding are too heavy. Even if it has not been started or completed, it has already promoted Human Dao Destiny to a higher level. Before Nine Stone Tablets, these people who talked about spiritual practice and Daoism became more and more enthusiastic.
Imperial Pure Tree is shaking and full of life.
Jiuding has reached its peak before, but now there is only one opportunity left. It only needs an external force to explode, and all the prosperity and heritage that have been nurtured for seventeen years will spurt out and turn into boundless splendor. It is the so-called Stone from another mountain, which can attack jade.
And what if, this Stone from another mountain itself is the best jade in the world?
The master with gray temples was in front, and the young Zhuang Zhou was walking lazily behind. Human Dao Destiny was circulating, and the master stopped in his tracks. Zhuang Zhou was curious and looked along the line of sight. He saw people at the city gate spreading out, with cheers and admiring eyes--
He has traveled through all the countries and is famous all over the world.
Thirty-four-year-old Qiu, together with his disciples, appeared in front of the Master again.
Treat the essence as essence, regard things as gross, regard accumulation as deficiency, and live alone with the gods indifferently.
The Lord takes [Tai Yi] as his reality, which means that emptiness will not destroy all things.
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