Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Taixuan Realm, Southern Wasteland.

The breeze whispers, and the moon shines on the green mountains, with a faint scarlet color and a hint of ominousness.

Songyan Mountain is a small mountain, standing on the bank of the Zhuilong River. It is planted with pine trees and is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. From a distance, it looks like smoke rising, hence its name.

It is evergreen in autumn and winter, and in the past it was a good place to enjoy the scenery. But today, under the dark night and the scarlet moonlight, the pine trees are intertwined like ghosts with teeth and claws, which is quite strange.

On the mountainside, with green bricks and tiles, a small Taoist temple is hidden deep in the woods. The temple is named Changqing Temple. There are two fruit trees planted at the entrance of the temple, one is a lychee tree and the other is also a lychee tree. Both have ten It is meters high, lush and green, and the crown is like a canopy. Unfortunately, it is already autumn, and there are no figs on the lychee trees.

Inside the temple, there was silence. Only a few wind lanterns hanging in the corners occasionally made the sound of roaring flames, which gave a feeling of crumbling. In a monastery with a closed door, a bone-chilling chill was spreading, making people feel uncomfortable. There were specks of frost on the door, making this weird night even colder.

In the room, a fist-sized pearl shined with cool light, illuminating the entire room instead of candlelight.

Wisps of green smoke rise from the palm-sized incense burner, adding a sense of mistiness to this small room.

Smell it, there is a light fragrance, which can calm the mind, and in such an environment, a young Taoist priest, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, fell on the bed.

His face was blue and purple, his body was stiff, covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, and he was lifeless, like a person who had been frozen to death. However, Songyan Mountain is located in the southern wilderness, and the climate is generally hot. Autumn has just begun at this time, even if It is impossible to freeze to death without covering your body.

Moreover, his legs were entangled, and he was obviously meditating before, but something happened suddenly that made him look like this.

Phew, the sudden strong wind slapped the doors and windows, as if it was some kind of signal. The little Taoist priest who had been silent suddenly sat up from the bed, his legs were crossed, and his hands were tied with the dragon and tiger seal. His movements were skillful and almost instinctive.

Roar, the roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger, the light between the eyebrows, although weak, is extremely firm and unshakable, as if it can shine through the human heart. At this moment, the little white frost on the little Taoist priest's body began to quietly fade away.

"I traveled through time?"

After a cup of tea, the light between the eyebrows disappeared, and the little Taoist opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his black and white eyes.

"The same name and surname, still named Zhang Chunyi, a descendant of the Zhang family in Pingyang. He was sent to Changqing Monastery to practice with Changqingzi because he suffered from weak bones."

"Is this a coincidence or is it the other person in the legend?"

Collecting the remaining memories of the little Taoist priest one by one, Zhang Chunyi followed various traces.

In this world, there is spiritual intelligence permeating the heaven and earth. All things can obtain it, and there may be hope of immortality. Even if immortality is false, extending life span is common, and there is also great power attributed to oneself.

Under such circumstances, a group of seekers were born in the human race who pursued immortality. They were called immortal cultivators, and the little Taoist priest was one of them, but he was still standing outside the door.

All things in the world can receive spiritual machines into their bodies, derive magical powers, sprout wisdom, and embark on the path of spiritual practice. Such beings are called monsters by human monks.

All kinds of monsters can become monsters, chickens and dogs, grass and trees, earth and rocks, rivers and swords, guns, swords and halberds, but humans cannot.

The human body has leaks, cannot contain spiritual energy, has no magic power, and has no supernatural powers.

But God has no perfect way for man. Although human beings have leaks in their bodies, their souls are light and agile, and they are born short-term. Therefore, there are great wise people who observe the sky and understand the Tao. If the losses are insufficient, they will be given more. They first train their souls, and then make up for the defects in the human body, and condense them the day after tomorrow. There is no leakage in the Dharma body, and finally the fruit of longevity is harvested.

However, although human beings have special soul qualities and are naturally nimble and short-sighted, it is still not easy to break the confinement of the body, undergo extreme transformation, continue to move upward, and peek into immortality. After all, human power is limited. Under such circumstances, most of the human beings Wise men turn their attention to external objects.

The human body is weak, without the powerful body of a savage bear, or the sharp claws and teeth of a tiger or leopard. The reason why they can occupy a place in the world is because they are good at pretending to external things.

Since it is difficult for them to fully transform themselves, the great wise men in the human race naturally turn their attention to external objects, and the first thing that catches their eyes are various monsters.

The monsters eat the world and are clever and clever. They are in the magical power and are not ordinary. Although their souls are muddy, their numbers are large enough and will continue to grow. This just meets the needs of the human race.

Under such circumstances, after many difficult explorations and attempts, a path of pursuit unique to the human race was opened up by the sages of the human race.

They use their own souls as tree seeds and the souls of monsters as spiritual fields. They take root in them, absorb nutrients, and continue to grow. Finally, they transform into towering trees and bear the fruit of immortality.

Monsters are not only the foundation for their enlightenment, but also their tools to protect their path. With the help of monsters, the human race finally mastered extraordinary power with their weak bodies and saw the hope of picking the longevity fruit. These are the so-called immortal cultivators. They use demons to cultivate immortality.

"Human souls are light and spiritual. Some people have the light of spirituality hidden in their souls. Fix the light of spirituality, ignite it, and transform it into soul fire. This is the first step in cultivation. Then you will open the ancestral orifice and lock the seven souls. , this is when you truly embark on the path of spiritual practice.”

After clearing his thoughts, Zhang Chunyi's face, which was still purple, showed a hint of thinking.

"The path of this world is very similar to the path I took in my previous life. In other words, it is the same path at all. It is the path of demons to cultivate immortality through demons."

"It's just that the blue star world where I lived in my previous life has been cut off. The practitioner ignited the soul fire and opened the ancestral orifice. After constantly visualizing and locking the soul, there is no way forward, because there are no monsters in the world, and the practitioner has no external power. By the way, in my previous life, I stopped at this point and could only turn to martial arts."

As a descendant of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Chunyi is no stranger to cultivation, but unfortunately he was born in the Age of Ending Dharma, like a dragon swimming in shallow water, unable to practice it.

Although he had developed good martial arts skills after cutting off his path to spiritual cultivation, his human body was weak. Although martial arts training could strengthen his body, it had its limit after all. An enemy with a hundred people was already an incredible force.

And times have changed. Even if you practice hard for ten years, you may not be an enemy with a pistol. This has to be said to be sad.

"The former owner of my body suddenly had an enlightenment tonight. He suddenly fell into concentration, fixed the light of the soul, ignited the soul fire, and then couldn't control it and burned himself alive."

Recalling the death of his former master, Zhang Chunyi's expression changed subtly. The soul fire that had just been condensed in his previous body went wild, hurting his own soul, and he died as a result. That is to say, he had become a Taoist in his previous life and never gave up observing. Only through the cultivation of thoughts can the soul fire be contained again.

All methods can be used to enter the Tao. Some people can enter the Tao by watching chess, some can enter the Tao by practicing martial arts, some can enter the Tao by painting, and some can enter the Tao by reading. There are tens of millions of ways, and there is no definite number, because the key to entering the Tao lies in fixing the light of the soul. As long as this step is completed, Even if you are on the road.

However, although there are many ways, most of them are not actually universal. For example, reading books and becoming a Taoist. People who can take this path often have extraordinary talents in this area. Only those who truly read the book to their core can It is possible for talents to enter the Tao through reading.

For practitioners, the most orthodox path is still to practice contemplation, grasp the spirit, ponder carefully, and finally stabilize the light of the soul and derive the soul fire to enter the Tao.

For practitioners who have just embarked on the path, the most difficult thing is to stabilize the light of the soul. The subsequent derived soul fire and burning of the ancestral orifice actually only need to be done step by step. At most, it is only a matter of the time it takes, and basically not What accident would happen, but Zhang Chunyi's predecessor died in the process.