Chapter 167 Taoist Secret Treasure (150 monthly tickets plus more!)
The world only knows that since the Taoist sect split three hundred years ago, in order to fight for the token of the successive leaders - the Xue Ji Sword, every five years, the leaders of the two sects of heaven and man compete at the Guanmiao Terrace of Taiyi Mountain. The winner can wield the Xue Ji Sword. This event is called "The Battle between Heaven and Man" by the people in the martial arts world!

For example, Tianxuan’s senior brother, Chisongzi, is the winner of the previous and current rounds of the debate between heaven and man. The Xueji Sword, which has a lofty significance in Taoism, is in his possession.

However, only the top leaders of the Taoist Tianren Sect knew that what the two sects were fighting for was not only a Xueji Sword, but also a copper box, which was called the Taoist secret treasure. However, what was inside the copper box was a secret that only the leaders of the two sects were qualified to know.

Seeing Bei Mingzi taking out the Taoist secret treasure that theoretically only the leaders of the Tianren and Ren sects were qualified to possess in order to cure his obsession, Tianxuan felt a warm current in his heart. He felt that the copper box in his hand was as heavy as Mount Tai, and looked at Bei Mingzi with gratitude.

"Open it!"

Facing the scorching gaze of his disciple, Bei Mingzi took a step back with some disgust and said unhappily.

Click!

Tianxuan had been curious about the true face of the Taoist secret treasure for a long time. With Bei Mingzi's permission, he tapped the lid of the box with his palm, and it opened with a crisp sound. Dust flew in his face, but fortunately Tianxuan was prepared and avoided it.

After avoiding the dust, Tianxuan's attention was attracted by the things in the box.

A thin book!
It was obviously at least several hundred years old, so it couldn't be made of paper. When Tianxuan carefully took it out of the box, he felt a cold sensation from his fingertips, which was definitely not made of paper or cloth. On the cover, three strange characters that seemed to be engraved with the avenue of heaven and earth caught Tianxuan's eye.

During this period, Tianxuan had spent his free time translating the books brought back from Yan State with Beimingzi, Chisongzi, and other elders of Tianzong. Therefore, Tianxuan could barely recognize these three characters.

"The secret of longevity?"

With such deep shock that Tianxuan secretly doubted whether he had come to the wrong set, the name of the studio popped out word by word from between his teeth.

Bei Mingzi nodded slightly: "Yes, it is the secret of immortality!"

"Master, what is the origin of the Secret of Immortality?" Tian Xuan suddenly raised his head, and because of his emotional excitement, he tightly grasped the Taoist secret treasure called the Secret of Immortality in his palm, with a look of shock on his face. "Could it be that it came from a Taoist sage named Guang Chengzi?"

When Bei Mingzi heard the name "Guang Cheng Zi", he glared at Tian Xuan angrily.

"You little brat, Guang Chengzi is the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Chan Sect, in your book 'Honghuang'. Before you told me the story called Honghuang, I had never even heard of it."

"Really?" Although Bei Mingzi did not answer directly, it was tantamount to telling Tianxuan that the Changsheng Jue in his hand had nothing to do with Guangchengzi. In an instant, Tianxuan did not know how to describe his mood: relief, loss, regret, etc., it seemed that there were all, but none of them dominated.

"Master, who wrote this book of immortality?"

Bei Mingzi found a cushion to sit on. When he heard Tianxuan say that, he stared at him as if he was a fool. "Tianxuan, why have you become so stupid? The Taoist secret treasure and the Xue Ji Sword are both the most precious treasures of our Taoism. Then, this book of immortality must have come from the hands of the founder."

"That's right." Tianxuan was just agitated for a moment, but after being reminded by Bei Mingzi, he came to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

Bei Mingzi said in a deep voice: "It is said that our Taoist ancestor Laozi was once a minor official in the Zhou royal family's library, and was able to read all the classics of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. For decades, the ancestor finally comprehended Taoist knowledge from the endless classics, and learned the method of Qi training without a teacher. Before leaving Hangu Pass in the east, he accepted the ancestor Yin Xi as his apprentice and passed on his skills to him."

"The longevity secret in your hand is said to be created by Laozi after he comprehended a treasure that was kept by the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties and whose status is comparable to the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu!" "I see."

After hearing what Bei Mingzi said, Tian Xuan's face showed a look of realization and he nodded repeatedly.

Although Bei Mingzi used uncertain words such as "rumor" and "legend", and did not say what the treasure comparable to the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu was, Tianxuan did not doubt the truth of his words.

"Alas!" After telling Tianxuan the origin of the Taoist secret treasure - Changsheng Jue, Bei Mingzi sighed again, "What a pity, hundreds of years have passed since the founding master Laozi. In addition, the text is bound to have deviations in the process of inheritance. Hundreds of years ago, no one could read the text on Changsheng Jue."

"Master, what use is this book of immortality to me?" Tianxuan was almost amused when he heard Bei Mingzi say this.

The more advanced the martial arts, the more dangerous it is to practice. Who among those who practice martial arts does not know such a simple truth?
Since no one can read all the words of the Changsheng Jue, who would dare to practice it rashly? Unless that person is tired of living and wants to try the taste of being possessed. As long as they are normal people, I am afraid no one would dare to practice this Changsheng Jue rumored to be written by Laozi without knowing much.

Bei Mingzi raised his hand and said, "Tianxuan, please be patient. It is indeed impossible to practice the Changsheng Jue with normal methods. However, hundreds of years ago, my Taoist sage, Zhuang Zhou, also had only a vague understanding of the text of the Changsheng Jue, but he realized a profound and unique skill from the Changsheng Jue. The Dream Butterfly Escape Move was created by Zhuang Zhou after he comprehended the Changsheng Jue."

"From then on, everyone understood that the way to practice the Changsheng Jue is different from ordinary exercises. The key lies in the word 'understanding'. As long as you can understand it, you can comprehend the supreme secret. This is also the only way I know that can solve your current predicament!"

"I see."

Zhuang Zhou, also known as Zhuangzi, wrote the Nanhua Sutra. Therefore, in previous lives, Taoists revered Zhuang Zhou as the Nanhua Zhenren. In Honghuang novels, Zhuangzi was also highly praised.

After making sure that his mentor was not teasing him intentionally, Tianxuan returned his attention to the Book of Immortality in his hand. His eyes were burning, as if he wanted to burn two holes in this book made of gold and silver threads.

"Okay, you can stay here in seclusion!" Bei Mingzi understood his beloved disciple's temper, and knew that Tianxuan couldn't wait to comprehend something suitable for himself from the Changsheng Jue to solve the dilemma he was facing. Immediately, Bei Mingzi stood up and strode out. His melodious words echoed in this somewhat gloomy hall, dispelling the strange atmosphere.

"The old Taoist priest will order someone to deliver food to you every day."

"Thank you, master!"

Tianxuan raised his head and gazed at his teacher's receding back, his heart filled with respect and love.

"Master, I dare to ask you a question. If I copy down a copy of the Secret of Immortality, will it be possible...?"

"You little brat, do you think you're the only smart one?" Bei Mingzi replied, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "A hundred years ago, a senior from the Human Clan copied down the Changsheng Jue, but the Changsheng Jue he copied was similar in form but not in spirit. He studied it hard for ten years, but ended up going astray and becoming possessed!"

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