Three months later, Nirvana Mountain, the Mountain and River Sect of Life and Death.

When summer comes, I shake off my sleeves and come out of the dusty retreat.

From the Taoist temples on the mountainside, dry fallen leaves are scattered all over the ground, but no one comes to clean them up. The whole mountain gate exudes a lonely atmosphere when autumn comes.

It was no different from before Jixia's retreat.

However, before that, because the Life and Death Mountain and River Sect was disbanded, the disciples suffered a great disaster and were scattered, with six or seven out of ten dying. Only he, Zuo Shanhe, and Luo Fuyao were left in the mountain gate, so it seemed empty and decadent.

But as Zuo Shanhe broke through to become a real person, he brought the thirty-six disciples headed by the Taoist cultivator back to the mountain gate. Although there were many fewer people, it was reasonable to say that
It shouldn't be called the Mountain Gate, otherwise no one would care about it.

He was filled with doubts.

As I climbed the stairs, my white cloth shoes stepped on the bluestone road. I could vaguely hear occasional whispers coming from the Taoist temple next to me:

"Spirit, Spirit"

"Where should this soul 'be enlightened'?"

"Why haven't I figured it out in three months?"

"I followed what my master said, looking inward, realizing my soul, and practicing the Nirvana Technique of the Soul."

"But why is it that the progress of the Life and Death Mountain and River Mysterious Art is so rapid that my cultivation level is soaring, but the so-called 'primordial spirit' seems to be illusory and I can't even see a trace of it?"

“It shouldn’t be like that.”

Ji Xia stopped for a moment and looked towards the Taoist courtyard on the other side.

He was one of the thirty-six surviving Shanhe disciples, named Zhang Xuzhen, who was at the third step of Yuye Xudan realm, and his Life and Death Shanhe Mysterious Art was almost at the second level.

Even in its heyday, he was the backbone of the Life and Death Mountain and River Sect, apart from the two Taoists Chanxuan and Xiufa.

If it were today, he would not only be a Taoist practitioner with the 'Dragon-Tiger Divine Power', but also the top Yuan Dan of the Shanhe Sect.

The young man was dressed in white, hiding his aura to the extreme, practicing his profound skills, almost becoming one with the nature of heaven and earth.

Unless it is a top master like Zuo Shanhe.

Otherwise, after reaching the Dragon-Tiger Realm, even if he reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm and opened the 'Heavenly Realm', unless the square field covered Ji Xia, his existence would not be detected.

As I listened in my ears.

Ji Xia listened to Zhang Xuzhen's comprehension of the 'Primordial Spirit Nirvana Technique', but he kept wandering outside the door, almost forming an obsessive confusion.

I can't help but frown slightly:

"The most important thing to avoid in spiritual practice is to get stuck in a rut."

"Before the third level of Great Xiantian, 'Xiaoyao', it's not that important."

"But when the soul is born, the warrior begins to embark on a path towards becoming a 'law seeker'. If he breeds inner demons, his spirit will collapse, and he will be deeply trapped in it, causing a drastic change in his temperament. It is not impossible."

"Is the Primordial Spirit Nirvana Technique so difficult?"

"Brother Zhang Xuzhen, who has reached the Yuandan Pass and is considered to be born with a mysterious body, has not made any progress in three months. Instead, he has fallen into a 'maze' and is almost possessed."

"No, if I keep practicing my profound skills with this mentality, I will only get worse and worse. Since the sect leader is already proficient in profound skills, how could he not understand this principle? I have to go find him and talk to him."

Ji Xia frowned, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

three months ago.

He practiced Taoism in the human world and achieved the "Primordial Spirit Nirvana Technique", which was almost a natural result and a rapid progress.

That spirit was like a treasure hidden in his 'soul', right there, and he could see it as long as he could comprehend it.

This is even more true for Zuo Shanhe, the creator of the law.

At first, Ji Xia thought this method was amazing, but perhaps difficult.

But when he went down the mountain to fight the demons and settle accounts with those warriors and masters who had wiped out and hunted down the disciples of the Life and Death Mountain and River Sect.

Luo Fuyao also learned the art naturally and, following Zuo Shanhe's guidance, she successfully entered the door. She made progress every day, which gave Ji Xia a false impression.

That is, as long as there is someone who has mastered the "Primordial Spirit Nirvana Technique" and performs it personally, then perhaps learning this technique that leads to the end of the human world will be as easy as taking something out of your pocket.

But now it seems that may not be the case.

To reach the Mountain and River Hall, one must climb 999 steps, which is the highest point on earth, meaning "I am the peak when I reach the end of the mountain."

Along the way, Ji Xia opened the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows, and used his spirit to travel in broad daylight, peering into the quiet courtyard around him.

From time to time
Then you can hear whispers that are exactly the same as Zhang Xuzhen's before.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. Why is it different from what I saw from my master?"

"The Mysterious Art of Reverse Travel allows you to see your true nature and your primordial spirit. But I clearly saw the 'truth' and the beginning of the 'primordial spirit' from the Sect Leader. How come it changed when I walked away?"

"I am getting deeper and deeper into this method. I always feel like something is wrong. Could it be that I haven't mastered the Mysterious Art of Life and Death and Mountains and Rivers like my master?"

"Hiss, but in the past three months, my profound skills have indeed made great progress, and there is always an ethereal sound of Taoism in my ears, helping me to practice. Could it be that I must first achieve life and death before I can see the original spirit?"

"But Master strictly forbids us to continue practicing the 'Mysterious Art of Life and Death'. The deaths of many fellow disciples are still fresh in my mind. If I fail to practice, it will be in vain. I want to be like the head of the sect! I must not stop!"

"Even if I die, I will master this 'Number One Mysterious Skill in the World'!!"

The situation of some disciples was even worse and more serious. They practiced the Yuanshen Nirvana Technique non-stop for almost twelve hours, almost going crazy.

At the same time, the progress of the Life and Death Mountains and Rivers Mysterious Art in his body was also advancing by leaps and bounds, causing almost all the spiritual energy of the entire Nirvana Mountain to gather here.

Sometimes, progressing too quickly leads to a weak foundation, which is not a good thing.

This is especially true after Zuo Shanhe personally revealed the hidden secret of the 'Mysterious Art of Mountains and Rivers of Life and Death'.

"Where's the left chief?"

"He worked so hard to save so many brothers, is he going to watch them go down another wrong path?"

Ji Xia frowned, quickened his pace, and soon arrived at the Shanhe Palace.

And from a distance, I could hear the desperate pleading voice coming from inside:
"Master, I beg you, please."

"Let us continue to practice!"

Squeak!

Ji Xia pushed open the 'palace door'.

All I could see was the scent of sandalwood.

A young man with white hair and beard, who looks like an immortal, has his eyes slightly closed and his brows furrowed. He sits on a red lacquered wooden chair without saying a word, silently looking at the disciple in front of him.

On the side of his left leg.

A Taoist in white with disheveled hair and slightly red eyes.

He was pinching the hem of his clothes and kowtowing continuously.

He would raise his head from time to time, and from his expression, one could clearly see the word "reluctant", which was almost beyond words and written all over his face, which was once handsome, elegant and easy-going.

It was Zuo Shanhe, the leader of the Shengsi Shanhe Sect.

There is also a Taoist practitioner whose status in the sect is almost the "number one".

Canxuan is dead.

If Ji Xia has no intention of staying in Nirvana Mountain and succeeding the position of the sect leader, then Zuo Xiufa will undoubtedly be the successor to the next sect leader. Moreover, Zuo Shanhe regards him as his heir, so he is the popular choice.

Seeing Ji Xia push open the door, Zuo Shanhe seemed moved.

He just looked up slightly and saw Ji Xia's thirty years of Yuandan skills running through his body. The dragon and tiger energy was ready. He looked as sharp as a sword out of its sheath. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised:
"Three months, Dragon Tiger Solid Pill."

"Yes, the foundation is still solid, and there is a lot of room for improvement in the future."

Zuo Shanhe nodded in appreciation. After he achieved the status of a real person, the resentment that had been accumulating over the "disciple affairs" for the past few months began to gradually dissipate.

In front of him, the Taoist practitioner had disheveled hair and was still begging:
"Master, please don't stop my fellow brothers and sisters from their 'path to seek the truth'!"

He turned his head and glanced at Ji Xia. He saw that his junior brother Li Taxian was only a great innate before he joined the Xuanmen, but now he has caught up with him at an incredible speed.

He turned back and glanced at the real Tongtian Immortal Zuo Shanhe. The two of them had one thing in common, which was that they both practiced the Yuanshen Nirvana Technique. So he became even more stubborn and said:

"Master, Senior Brother Canxuan is dead. Although many of our fellow disciples' grudges have been avenged by you and Junior Brother Li Taxian, the practice has changed dramatically now. True men are no longer myths. It is time for our generation to make great progress."

"If you leave such a profound skill uncultivated, how is that any different from wasting a gift from heaven?"

"We have experienced many hardships and have come to understand the coldness and warmth of 'people leave and tea gets cold', so we understand the preciousness of spiritual practice!"

"Even if we die on the way to practicing the Nirvana Technique, we are willing to do so, so please don't stop me, Master."

"Among the thirty-six Shanhe sect members, if no one except Junior Brother Li Taxian can obtain your profound skills and pass on your true teachings, then after a hundred years, won't our sect be disbanded?"

The words he said were so heart-wrenching that Zuo Shanhe frowned and sighed for a long time, as if he couldn't bear it:

"I also hope you can cultivate that method."

"But who would have known that the obstacles I had realized naturally, which I thought would be a smooth and unobstructed path, would make you thirty-six disciples unable to even see the tip of the iceberg, and moreover, each of you became more and more crazy as you continued to cultivate."

"Amend the law." Zuo Shanhe's tone gradually became stern:

"Have I not taught you?"

"Practice and avoid arrogance and impatience!"

"If you only seek success, you will end up with half the effort and twice the results, and it will all be in vain."

The Taoist practitioner had a bitter look on his face, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, and just shook his head:
"Master, I understand the truth, but every time I think of my senior brother blocking the way for us, fighting with the warriors of Yemao Mountain, and finally spilling blood on the rocks, I have nightmares all the time."

"If I had your level of cultivation and the ability of a real person, how could my disciples be displaced?"

The Taoist's words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Zuo Shanhe's chest, causing him to hold the armrest tightly, purse his lips and grit his teeth. After a while, his eyes were filled with complexity:

"This is my fault."

"I will find another profound skill for the sect, but you must not practice the Life and Death Mountain and River Skill and the Primordial Spirit Nirvana Skill anymore."

“The former cannot be repaired.”

"The latter. You can try to fix it again. If it really doesn't work, remember to give up."

"When I find other methods, I will pass them on. With my teachings, you can also reach the Heavenly Gate of the Immortal Realm!"

Zuo Shanhe closed his eyes, pulled back his clothes, and looked as if there was no turning back.

And listened to this silently.

Regarding the causes and consequences of three months.

Ji Xia already understood.

People are all made of flesh and blood. Even if Zuo Shanhe is a real person, he is still a human being, and as a human being, he has weaknesses.

These thirty-six disciples he personally trained were his weak points.

Soft knives are always the most hurtful.

These disciples begged desperately to pass down the "Primordial Spirit Nirvana Gong".

Let him see, even if they keep going in circles and getting stuck in a dead end, how can he bear to suppress their thoughts?
A few words from a Taoist practitioner.

It made him feel as if his heart was being cut by a knife. Whenever he thought of his dead disciples and followers, he could no longer bear to be cruel.

So I thought for a moment.

Thinking of the method of 'Performing the Tao in the World', Ji Xia wondered if he could also open a back door for the disciples of the Taoist who practiced the Tao?
Ji Xia, who had tasted the sweetness of helping Zuo Shanhe, spoke to Zuo Shanhe in the spirit of "mutual benefit and giving back to the sect":

"Master, if not."

"Ask me to come and try it?"

Zuo Shanhe was slightly startled, and then he thought of something:
"Will this endanger you?"

Ji Xia smiled and shook her head:

"It's out of the way."

Then he took a few steps, walked to the Taoist practitioner, extended his hand to him, and said solemnly:
"Senior brother."

"Don't you want to realize the true Dharma?"

"Come."

"Take my hand."

Talking and talking.

Light burst out from the ancestral orifice between Ji Xia's eyebrows.

He is standing.

And it fell into the eyes of the Taoist who was kneeling and practicing the law.
This person seemed like the Taoist ancestor who had been banished to the mortal world. He went west through Hangu Pass. The autumn wind outside the palace was blowing behind him, as if he was covered with a twilight glow, making him unconsciously
So I got on it.

But Ji Xia didn't know.

Performing Taoism in the world.

What he performed was the Tao, what he performed was obsession.

Some people just can't figure it out, and even if they spend their entire lives on it, they still won't figure it out at all.

On the contrary, the obsession in one's heart may give birth to...
The greatest devil in the world.

Great Yin, the divine capital!
"Da da da"

Luo Fuyao, with her hands clasped in her wide sleeves, dressed in a princess's finery, with an expressionless face, as white as frost, walked on the long corridor carved from glazed jade to meet the King of Yin.

Arrived in front of the door.

She saw her nominal elder brother, the Crown Prince Yin Changge. He was pale and looked as if he had indulged in excessive drinking and sex, with a bruise on his face.

If we were to ask who in the world today dares to slap the face of the Crown Prince of King Yin, it would be no one else except his father.

Seeing the only princess of a different surname in the entire Yin Palace, Yin Changge sighed twice, feeling a little sorry:

"What a pity, my sister, we still cannot become a family after all."

After saying that, Yin Changge looked at Luo Fuyao meaningfully, touched the bruises on his face, and left with a grin, leaving Luo Fuyao frowning, not understanding what he meant.

Then, he pushed open the palace door in front of him and took a look.
Then he saw the back of King Yin Hong, Yin Wang, which was as deep as the abyss and as deep as hell.

When he heard the noise and slightly turned his head to see a stunning figure approaching, King Yin said in a cold voice:
"Fuyao."

"As a father, I will treat you well."

"but"

"If your mother was not still in the Yin Palace, would you have planned to never come back?"

Luo Fuyao lowered his eyebrows:
"My daughter doesn't dare."

Wow!
King Yin did not answer, but flicked his black gold dragon-patterned sleeves, and in an instant, he threw a piece of parchment up and threw it at him:

"See for yourself."

"up here"

"It was written by Huang Longdao, the 'General Chongtian' who rebelled in Changbai Prefecture, and was written by Feng Zizai, the head of the Wuwei Sect, and some 'like-minded' sworn brothers."

"There was something dirty going on between them."

"so."

"I want to discuss terms with Dayin."

Luo Fuyao was a little confused:
"Father, what do you mean by telling me these things?"

Take the paper.

After glancing over the dozen or so names above, Luo Fuyao was puzzled. King Yin summoned her back from afar just to say this?

But when she caught a glimpse of the last name at the end, which read "Li Taxian".

Her beautiful eyes immediately froze and her little hands couldn't help but clench.

immediately,

King Yin spoke slowly:

"You are the Princess of Dayin."

"This king has trained you for so many years."

“It’s time to make some contribution.”

He turned around, his brows stern:

"Originally, I wanted you to form an alliance with the Life and Death Mountain and River Sect and establish a relationship with 'Zuo Shanhe'."

"but"

"Huang Longdao said that this beast is a master at using troops. It seems that there is a master behind him helping him. This has become a problem that cannot be solved. I still need some time."

"so."

"I can only ask you to go to Fuyaozhou and be your Fuyao Princess. Soon, we will have a nominal marriage. I will appease him on behalf of your father."

"Although this move will damage your reputation, it is the only solution."

"Don't worry when you go."

"Your mother."

"I will take care of you."

The words fall,

Luo Fuyao felt a slight chill in her body. When she looked up, she saw the calculations in King Yin's eyes. (End of this chapter)