Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

But if it had been anyone else, even if he had the "Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation Picture", he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

Zhou Qing stretched out his hand and opened a large closed window. The night wind blew on his face, and his forehead was a jade color.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, two spirits rise slowly, one yin and one yang. A strange treasure creates a green pool across the center. Countless seal characters are scattered and hit on it, and then shoot out in all directions, intertwining light and darkness.

To be able to cultivate to the point of perfecting the meridians within a month, the "Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation Diagram" is the golden touch. The two spirits in the body and the green pond of creation are indispensable.

After all, the inner Qi network involved in the Biyou Palace's real skill is complex, and the movement of the heavens cannot be opened and closed. Instead, it is like a lady in a boudoir embroidering, with her slender jade hands turning the silver needle and flying threads diagonally, allowing beautiful flowers to appear in a small space. In full bloom, it displays exquisiteness and delicacy.

During the practice, the monks are required to concentrate fully and not make any mistakes, which consumes an astonishing amount of spiritual energy.

In the past, those who were awarded the "Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation Diagram" in Biyou Palace were disciples with extraordinary talents and powerful innate divine will. When they were practicing, they had to take pills made by the sect from time to time to survive.

He was born with two spirits, and his divine will was so strong that even the Taoist disciples of Biyou Palace could not resist it. The sweet rain bred in the green pond of creation had the power of creation, and was beyond the comparison of elixirs.

With such an advantage, coupled with the fact that I always have a sense of urgency in my heart, I race against time to practice, and I am now able to achieve the great success of opening the meridians.

It can be said that this kind of cultivation speed was even achieved in Biyou Palace back then.

Joy just appeared on Zhou Qing's face. He looked around like silver and the sky and the earth turned white. He suddenly thought of Biyou Palace, a super sect that once occupied the East China Sea.

The first volume of "The Picture of the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty Transforming into a Dragon" is devoted to a chapter on entering the Taoism. It breaks the rules and is different from the ordinary, which has already made people marvel. The second volume talks about Qi refining, which opens up a new approach, a new perspective, and a grand view.

Such an eclectic "Picture of Emperor Yuan Transforming into a Dragon" is only one of Biyou Palace's "Three Skills and Six Techniques". A glimpse of the leopard shows that Biyou Palace, a super sect, has such a deep foundation that it is unimaginable.

But even the Biyou Palace, which was so powerful, fell apart and disappeared under the disaster.

Cold light shot out from the large windows that were open on all sides, shining coldly on people, and Zhou Qing's smile faded little by little.

No matter how fast you practice, if you don't break through to the level of marrow cleansing, your prison dilemma in the Hengnan Zhou family will not change.

Zhou Qing calmed down, turned around, and slowly lit the sandalwood in the double-eared three-legged stove placed on the jade table in the floating pavilion. He watched the curling smoke rising from light to thick. After a while, Completely calm down.

Different from ordinary exercises, the world's top methods like "Yuanhuang Transforms into a Dragon" emphasize on following the trend and doing it naturally.

As long as the foundation is solid and the preparations are complete, as soon as the opportunity comes to break through the barriers, you will immediately accumulate accumulated experience and climb to the top.

Zhou Qing returned to observe the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and the green pond floated quietly, with inexplicable rays coming one after another, like the clear light at noon, pouring into the pond, and becoming a gentle rain like rain.

A thin layer of water has accumulated in the pool, crystal clear, and good fortune has been achieved.

This water cleanses itself and has endless uses.

Since waking up, the Green Pond of Creation has revived, absorbing energy from the darkness every day and turning it into a stream of sweet rain.

It doesn't look like much, but the victory continues and accumulates day by day. And due to the current state of mind, it is impossible to use too much, so there is still a surplus.

I have successfully opened my meridians, but I have not yet sensed the sprouting of Qi in my body and the changes in my internal Qi. This is not because I have not accumulated enough, but because the opportunity has not yet arrived.

"The opportunity for marrow cleansing."

Zhou Qing looked at the white moon outside the window and suddenly thought of the original version of the "Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation Picture" he had seen in his previous life. After opening the real skill, it was not a scripture, but a treasure map of dragon transformation, which came out of water and flew in the sky. , moving clouds and rain, roaring all over the world.

"Could it be,"

Zhou Qing's heart moved, and a bright light appeared in his eyes, as if he was sailing on a dark and vast river without knowing the direction. Suddenly, there were fishing lights and village lanterns in front of him, and the light was in sight.

"Um?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qing did not continue thinking. He let out a muffled groan. He took a deep breath, came to the window, and looked towards the west.

There is a hanging building directly opposite. This building has three floors, with heavy beams, brackets and eaves. An alarm bell hangs under the eaves, and the top is covered with azure glazed tiles. Above the top of the building, there is a bronze gourd decorated with squatting animals in the shapes of dragons, phoenixes, tigers, lions, etc., surrounded by smoke and clouds, and colorful glow.

Compared with this hanging building, the monastery where I am located suddenly seems petty, and the specifications are not at the same level.

According to the rules of Shuixiang Xiaozhu, the higher the level of the building, the more important the characters living in it, at least in Qingyun Garden.

Zhou Qing frowned and stared at the Xuanlou not far away. Considering his situation and the status of the other party, he didn't want to cause trouble, but someone in the Xuanlou was obviously using a magic weapon to peek at the floating tower on the monastery where he was. Pavilion.

This peeking was definitely intentional, because it was not concealed, and it was so arrogant that any Tongmai cultivator could sense it.

Such unscrupulous peeping, if nothing else, if you practice Zhoutian transportation, you will definitely be disturbed and unable to concentrate.

The opponent's hand showed a wave of malice.

Zhou Qing looked at the hanging building to the west and thought of Zhou Luoyun, who was hostile to him but had not yet met him. He remembered the meaningful reminder from Butler Zhou before he left and made a guess.

After staying in the abode for half a cup of tea, Zhou Qing discovered that the peeping from the hanging building had been non-stop, following him like a shadow. As time went by, it even intensified, until it finally became a substantial beam, falling on his head, gathering but not dispersing, and dropping one white light after another like wings.

A spotlight was turned on, making the abode a big stage for him to perform? It was clear that he would not let people practice quietly!

Zhou Qing suppressed his anger and looked for countermeasures.

"Looking for housekeeper Zhou?" As soon as Zhou Qing had this idea, he rejected it immediately, "No."

Moving into Shuixiang Xiaozhu, he had already used up his uncle's favors. To be realistic, he was completely a tenant, an outsider.

Although the specific identity of the person living in the hanging building opposite was unknown, just looking at the specifications of the hanging building, it could be judged that the other party was quite important in Qingyun Garden, and was likely the nephew or nephew of Qingyun Jushi, the owner of Qingyun Garden.

I am an outsider, and I want Qingyun Garden to be fair to him. The consequences are predictable. I'd better not humiliate myself.

"In that case," Zhou Qing once again visualized the Hualong treasure map drawn on the Biyou Palace's true skills, and sensed the subtle agitation of the internal energy in his body that would be ignored. A fierce look flashed in his pupils, but there was a gentle smile on his face, and he said, "Then I'll see him."

Having made a decision, Zhou Qing faced the sparkling moonlight on the open glass window, tidied his clothes, then went down the floating pavilion, left the Bingliu Jingshe, and headed straight to the hanging building in the west.

After a dozen breaths, Zhou Qing stopped and came to the hanging building. Unlike what you see from a high place, when you get closer, you can see the extraordinaryness of the hanging building.

At the bottom, a pot was suspended, with large patches of cloud color pouring out from the bottom and the mouth. It was a clear and empty space, like water waves. There were several lotus flowers standing in the center, with lightly drawn colors spreading out in clusters.

On one side of the lotus, there were many beautiful girls, with black hair tied up, palace skirts tied around the waist, and the beauty of their faces was even better than lotus flowers.

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

The waves, cloud shadows and lotus flowers were all illusions poured out by the magic tools, and the girls should be on the first floor of the hanging building, projecting them and integrating them into the painting.

Such a posture was only to show off the pomp.

The people in the hanging building were good at face, and they were qualified to be good at face.

He stood in front of the building, skipped the reflection of this floor, and looked directly at the top of the building. Under the excitement of his internal energy, his eyes were grim, containing a kind of bone-chilling coldness.

The pupils of the Tongmai monks could see through the heavy smoke and fog, and their eyesight was amazing.

This movement was like turning on two searchlights, and even the surrounding water vapor was torn apart, sweeping from bottom to top, and rushing straight up.

Almost at the same time, a window on the third floor of the hanging building opened, revealing a pair of eyes from inside, looking down below, high above.

The two looked at each other, and they were at loggerheads.

"Heh."

A voice came from upstairs, a little surprised, and then the window closed silently, and the eyes disappeared.

After a while, a girl with a dangling bun came out from the first floor. She was wearing a water-green skirt that fell to her ankles, and she was graceful. When she saw Zhou Qing, she lifted her skirt and bowed slightly, saying, "My young master is waiting on the third floor, please follow me."

Zhou Qing didn't say anything, just nodded.

The girl in the water-green palace skirt led the way in front, and Zhou Qing followed behind, entered the hanging building, and looked at it secretly.

I found that the whole road was covered with white jade and red gold, and the ground was paved with colored glaze. Some of the hanging lanterns even fell to the ground, colliding with the water vapor like a spring, and different colors bloomed brilliantly, which was magnificent.

The further you go, the more abundant the water vapor is. When you reach the second floor, you have surpassed the floating pavilion of Bingliu Jingshe, and you feel misty from time to time.

"If I can practice here, I'm afraid the effect will be better."

Zhou Qing was thinking about it, and when he looked up, he found that he had arrived at the door of the top floor.

The green-skirted girl who led the way stopped and stood on the side of the door. She lifted the curtain with one hand, and the smile on her delicate face was impeccable. She said crisply: "Please."

Zhou Qing stretched his back and walked in with his head held high.

The inside was very spacious, and there was a large clear spring in the center. The water was extremely white and gushing like frost and snow. There was also a pile of bluestone half a person's height in the spring, with nine holes on it. The water flowed down from the holes, colliding with each other and clanging.

In front of the spring stone, there is a high-legged jade bed. A man wearing a golden crown and a flowing cloud robe sits steadily. He has thin eyebrows and long eyes, and his face is like a crown jade. He holds a half-opened fan in one hand. When he looks around, he has a kind of pride.

On the right side of the man, there is a woman who looks to be in her twenties and is very beautiful. She is holding a bronze mirror with a bright light flashing.

When you get closer, you can see that the mirror of the bronze mirror is reflecting Bingliu Jingshe.

There is no doubt that it is this woman who is using a magic weapon to spy on Bingliu Jingshe and prevent people from practicing with peace of mind.

Zhou Qing did not look at the woman holding the bronze mirror. As soon as he entered the door, he stared at the man on the jade bed and scolded: "Who are you? Why are you disrupting my practice?"