White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

Ever since she got the Sanguang Divine Water, Chang Yi collected treasures faster.

Previously, I could only regretfully leave those whose spiritual roots were destroyed by ferocious beasts. Now I got the divine water and saved many such strange fruits and flowers along the way.

Among them, there are one or two innate high-grade spiritual roots, which can not only increase mana but also help to understand the Dao, so Chang Yi began to deliberately search for spiritual roots that could bear fruit.

More and more spiritual fruits have been collected in this way, and there are more than fifty kinds at a rough count. I thought that if I could collect hundreds of kinds to brew fairy wine, it would taste very good.

However, seeing the damaged spiritual roots frequently reminded him of the scene when he first encountered the oleander, and he sighed in his heart that it was also a fate.

If I hadn't encountered it first, I'm afraid I wouldn't have encountered the three-light divine water. At this moment, it had turned into a spiritual treasure, and drinking the divine water would be useless.

After doing this for another thousand years, although his cultivation has not improved much, he has collected a lot of various exotic flowers and fruits, and he is not far away from the number of hundreds of fruits.

It was also thanks to the fact that the jade osmanthus sacred tree was an innate spiritual treasure, otherwise there would be no way he could hold so many spiritual fruits. Although his sleeves could be used to collect items, he would not be able to store anything after the jade tree was contained.

Thinking of this, he stayed in the mountains for some more time, refining the jade tree that had not yet been completely refined to the thirty-sixth level.

The space inside it suddenly became much larger. Although it was not as good as the Three Light Treasure Vase, it was better because Taiyin had abundant spiritual power, which could help with cultivation and cultivate spiritual roots.

As for the remaining eight restrictions, we can only make plans after Chang Yi improves his cultivation.

At this time, on the ancient continent, there were still relatively few immortal families in the Da Luo realm. Apart from Hongjun or Luo Hu, who had not yet met them, there must be only a few.

As for the three clans, their king was born Da Luo, and had already been promoted to quasi-sage cultivation. Later, the war broke out to further compete for the fate of heaven and earth.

There should be some people with deep roots in their clan who have been promoted to Da Luo, but not too many, two or three are the best, so now the Golden Immortal in the prehistoric era is already a good cultivation level.

As for the Taiyi Golden Immortal, he can be called an accomplished immortal.

It's just that although Taiyi is rare, because it needs to clarify the Taoist heart and practice the five qi in the chest, there is a huge difference in strength between them, and it cannot be compared between the previous and the later ones.

Just like the demon immortals and the children of the three clans he met before, although they were also Taiyi, their Taoist hearts were unstable and the Tao was unclear, resulting in their cultivation not being as good as some golden immortals with solid foundations.

Therefore, this kind of Taiyi with a shallow foundation is also called Taiyi Sanxian. He does not cultivate the Tao but only cultivates magic power. The difference is only one word but thousands of miles apart.

Moreover, in ancient times, spiritual treasures were regarded as the most respected ones. If you add the two super-grade spiritual treasures in his hands, Da Luo might be able to hold up one of them when he comes.

Therefore, in today's prehistoric times, people are rarely judged by their realm, but mostly evaluated by their basic magic weapons.

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One day,

Chang Yi walked to a high mountain and saw that the mountain was extremely steep and majestic. For a moment, he had something in mind and pulled Yue Ling to fly to this mountain.

The sacred deer found its life, leaping in vain in the air as if it were leaning on its feet, and slowly landed at the foot of the mountain under the moonlight.

Only then did Chang Yi see immortal inscriptions engraved on the cliff nearby:

"The blessed land of Wanshou Mountain, the five villages and caves."

I was extremely surprised for a moment. I didn't expect that I would reach Wanshou Mountain without realizing it. When I looked up, I saw the palaces in the mountain, the misty towers, and the myriad scenes. It was a blessed land of immortals.

"I didn't expect that Immortal Zhenyuan would be born so early."

Seeing this, he wanted to pay his respects, and also wanted to see if he could meet the good old man Hongyun, so he drove a deer up the mountain.

There are thousands of steps on the mountain, and the sacred deer walks slowly and politely.

When they arrived at the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, Chang Yi saw hundreds of immortals. The immortals in the realm of golden immortals were sitting on the ground here, seemingly asking for something.

As soon as they saw the god riding a deer and riding on the moon, they were surprised, but they knew he was a senior master, so they all stood up and saluted with great respect.

"Greetings to the Immortal." All the Immortals shouted in unison.

"No need to be polite." After saying that, they saw moonlight shining down to help them up, and all the immortals were surprised.

"Why are you meditating here?"

"The Immortal came from afar and didn't know what to do. In fact, we are all the monsters in the mountains in the form of monsters. Although we have some opportunities, we don't understand the truth of the Dao, and it is difficult to make progress in practice, so we come here to visit the Immortal to seek the Dao."

After hearing this, Chang Yi understood what was going on.

It turned out that these people somehow learned that this place was the Taoist temple of Zhenyuan Great Immortal. They also heard that this Immortal had great supernatural powers and had insight into the principles of heaven and earth, so they came all the way to pay their respects.

When Chang Yi heard this, he felt suddenly. If this were the case, it would be difficult for them to successfully seek the Tao.

This Great Immortal Zhenyuan was one of the rare stable people in the ancient world. He never left home easily. Except for going to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures, he almost never left home. He was either practicing Taoism or studying the Book of the Earth.

Except for the more famous "Qingfeng Mingyue" in Journey to the West, the remaining 40 or so disciples were almost mentioned in passing, and no deeds were passed down.

However, at this time, the Taoist Patriarch had not yet become a saint and preached, and other great powers were also groping, and there was no great way to be passed down at all.

Therefore, the cultivation of these demon immortals is very difficult, and they are willing to try even if there is a glimmer of hope.

After learning the whole story, Chang Yi didn't attack them. Seeking the truth is not easy, but having an idea is better than nothing. Besides, Zhen Yuanzi didn't drive them away, so why should he meddle in their own business?

No longer paying attention to the immortals, Chang Yi put away Yueling and gently clicked the door knocker. After a while, a Taoist boy came to open the door with a respectful look on his face.

"Sir, please come in."

The Immortal had just informed him that a distinguished guest was coming, and he had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Chang Yi's profound magical power, he knew it must be this person, so he hurriedly opened the door and invited people in.

Seeing this, the immortals outside the door couldn't help but yearn for him. Several demon immortals who couldn't hold back their anger quickly stepped forward and bowed, asking when the child immortal would be summoned.

The Taoist boy seemed to have replied many times, and ignored them at this time. He just closed the door lightly to block them out, and the immortals sighed again.

However, they did not leave just yet. The road was difficult and it would be difficult to get there without a teacher, so they sat back and wanted to impress the immortal with their sincerity.

As soon as Chang Yi stepped into the door, he saw a couplet written on both sides of the two doors:

"The Immortal Immortal's Mansion, the Taoist Mansion that has the same longevity as Heaven."

The handwriting was simple and profound, and must have been written by Zhen Yuanzi himself. I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After entering the second door, I saw a Daozhen walking out of the main hall.

Seeing this Taoist wearing a golden crown on his head and looking like a boy, with three light beards under his lips, wearing a crane cloak and walking on cloud shoes, he looked like a true immortal with immortal demeanor.

Zhen Yuanzi had the book in hand and could do calculations. He had known that a noble person would visit him today, so he greeted him with a smile when he saw him.

Both sides bowed their hands and saluted each other and called them Taoist friends. Zhen Yuanzi looked around Chang Yi and realized that he was an extraordinary person, not much different from himself, and his smile became more and more sincere.

"I'm sorry for the delay in welcoming the distinguished guest. I'm sorry."

Chang Yi kept saying that it was okay, so the boy led him into the hall and took a seat to calm down the dust.