Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 360 There Will Always Be Successors

Yan Huan bowed and said, "It was obviously a real person who broke into my dream."

Zhuang Zhou walked calmly with a faint smile on his face. Wherever he stepped, blue and transparent butterflies flew around.

"Is it you who dreamed of me, or I who dreamed of you? Even I can't tell."

"How is your alchemy practice going?"

Yan Huan said: "It has only been three or two days. I may have touched the threshold a little bit. It will probably take some time to fully master it."

The wind continued to flow, brushing people's faces, making them feel more refreshed than before.

"You, little kid, are quite humble, but do you think you can fool me? Since you can see me in my dreams, you must have some understanding. You have clearly crossed the threshold." Zhuang Zhou looked Yan Huan up and down, carefully examining him.

"He has a deep affinity, amazing bones, and outstanding talent. He is truly a good seedling. From now on, the path of all things will probably have another newcomer."

Facing the praise from this legendary grandmaster who was famous in history, Yan Huan was a little shy. He remembered the fear and anxiety he had felt before, so he asked directly about his concern.

"Master, do you have something for me to do?"

"Why do you say that? Hahaha."

"I feel like the Immortal has already started to contact me before, and then taught me this alchemy method..."

Zhuang Zixiu shook his head and said, "Are you afraid that this blessing will come too quickly?"

"Sincerely terrified."

"If you haven't done anything wrong, you can have peace of mind."

"What about this move by the real person?"

"Nothing to do."

"Just because you have nothing to do?"

"What if?"

Yan Huan raised his head slightly, and suddenly realized that what he said was a bit presumptuous. Zhuangzi was already a very free and easy person, so how could he bother a junior like him with trivial matters?

Everything probably just happens as the heart desires.

The real man opposite still had a smile on his face. He waved his sleeves lightly, and the wind blew past. The setting sun had already sunk to the west. The last ray of light in the sky turned into a faint afterglow, slowly disappearing behind the distant mountains.

In an instant, the sky became deep and distant, and the stars were looming.

Zhuang Zhou raised his hand, pointed his index finger toward the sky, and said softly, "Look."

As the fingertips stroked, the starry night slowly opened like a curtain, and a bright stream of light emerged from the depths of the sky. It was a dazzling Milky Way, slowly appearing from the boundless void.

The silvery white and light blue lights interweave and flow quietly, with stars shining against them, as if the heartbeat of heaven and earth is revealed at this moment.

The river of light was deep and mysterious, extending in its direction. At the end was a dazzling light source, so bright that one could hardly look directly at it.

As the Grand Master continued, the river of light gradually became dimmer, but the starlight became clearer.

Yan Huan held his breath and followed the direction with his eyes. He vaguely saw countless tiny and bright stars scattered in the river of light, like lost fireflies drifting in the vast universe.

Some are near, some are far away, some are bright as pearls, some are tiny as dust, but they all persistently approach the end of the river, as if the light source at the end is their destination.

Looking more closely, Yan Huan discovered that the tributaries of Guang River were intertwined and surrounded each other, sometimes merging and sometimes separating.

Their origins are different, but they all converge into one place in the end, leading all the stars in the same direction.

Yan Huan finally couldn't help but ask, "Master, may I ask what this is?"

"Think about it yourself, see it yourself. Of course, mortals cannot accept these things, so I transform them into the night, the starry sky, the long river..."

A wisp of pure energy floated directly into Yan Huan's Niwan Palace, without any charm dissipating, and thousands of streams of information emerged in his mind.

It turns out that when all things first appeared, the world was in chaos. There were rules, but no one defined them. As time continued to flow, some great celebrities began to understand and define the world they knew.

These stars are the extraordinary saints throughout the ages. With their own achievements and glory, they have engraved an eternal mark on this boundless world, burned their lives and forged history.

Among the thousands of tributaries, the brightest star at the head is the original seeker of truth, who opens up an uncharted path, ignites the dark realm, and changes the world.

Every step we take is like a beacon in the galaxy, guiding those who come after us.

And each different river represents a different way for them to choose to obtain the "Tao".

"The immortal is an experienced person, and this is what he means." Zhuang Zixiu's voice was like the wind entering an ancient tree, quiet and shocking.

"Although the starting time is different, it has nothing to do with the pursuit of the 'Tao'. Just look at this great road."

Zhuangzi raised his finger and pointed to a vast river. The river was much brighter than the surrounding tributaries.

"The Yellow Emperor asked Xihe to predict the sun and Yuqu to predict the astrology. From this, the perception of time became clear. However, the one who has walked the furthest on the road of time is now the great sage Confucius."

"And this... the path of ghosts and gods, the origin of which is unknown, we only know that Qu Yuan came later and now the one leading the way is Zhong Kui, the master of controlling ghosts."

"That's what they call, there will always be someone to come after you."

There will always be someone who comes after you...
very nice.

Yan Huan gazed at the night sky. The galaxy was so magnificent and vast that it seemed to reflect the eternity of time.

Suddenly, he felt his body shake, and a silver line shot up from his body into the sky, flying lightly into the river of light of the ghost and god path, merging with other bits of starlight, just like a drop of water merging into a vast river or sea.

"Is it the influence of the Capture of Spirits and the Dispatching of Generals?" Yan Huan's heart moved, and he realized that his "Tao" had long been closely linked to the events of his life, and thus fell on the trajectory of this lineage.

But before he could contemplate it, he suddenly saw his own glow gradually rising, and all around him seemed to be ignited. A dazzling beam of light shot straight into the sky, piercing through the endless night sky, and actually fell into another even brighter avenue.

"What is this?" Yan Huan followed the beam of light, feeling a little confused.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The originally dark world suddenly became as bright as day, and the light was as bright as the rising sun, but Yan Huan soon realized that the brilliance did not come from himself, but from the Nanhua Zhenren beside him - Zhuang Zixiu.

Turning around, I saw Zhuang Zixiu standing with his hands behind his back, his figure lost in the boundless light. The river of stars behind him was like a rainbow piercing the sun, with thousands of streams of light interweaving and stretching across the sky.

In comparison, Yan Huan's small silver line was just a faint light. Compared with his magnificent galaxy that illuminated the sky, it was like a candle flame and the sun and the moon, so weak that it was almost invisible.

The next moment, Yan Huan's faint silver line seemed to have found its home, slowly merging with Zhuang Zixiu's Milky Way, turning into a thin stream and blending into it.

"On the path of all things, the one who has gone the furthest so far is me." Zhuang Zhou looked straight ahead, his expression as steady as mountains and rivers.

"Be the one who leads the way, and there will be people who will follow."

The godlike old man stroked Yan Huan's head and waved his hand to brush it away. The sky returned to normal, still clear and blue.

Yan Huan was still lost in thought, and before he could come back to his senses, a spiritual light fell from his head. "To control spiritual objects, you need to mobilize the three treasures. I will also give you a method to cultivate your body and mind, which will complement the Heavenly Immortal Pill Method and complete your 'life'."

"Also, the little Taoist priest next to you has entered a pseudo-state of 'no desires and no demands' and is less interested in worldly affairs. Fortunately, he has found his way back and has a promising future."

"It is not easy to worry about the people of the world and follow the trend, but also to go against the chaos and make things right. So I will give him a method to avoid disasters, so that he can escape safely and save his life if he encounters disasters in the future."

After giving a few instructions, Yan Huan opened his eyes and returned to the misty mountain top.

If you think about it carefully, a method will appear in your mind.

That is the means by which the great master Zhuangzi pursued "transcendence", one is called "heart fasting" and the other is called "sitting and forgetting".

Heart fasting means to get rid of distracting thoughts, make the mind empty, quiet and pure, so as to understand the great way.

Once you reach the state of "heart fasting", your mind will be empty and clear, you will forget yourself, forget things, forget everything, and your heart will be pure and not affected by external things.

Zuowang, originally meant "abandoning the body, abandoning intelligence, leaving the form and knowledge", means abolishing the body, stopping thinking, discarding the senses and reason, so as to make the mind empty and clear, and communicate with the Tao. You will not feel your body inside, and you will not know the world outside. Then you will be free and at peace with the changes and be connected with everything.

Wang Ye saw Yan Huan open his eyes and immediately said, "Where did you learn this method? When you are asleep, your Qi will rotate automatically, and it should be smoother and faster... If there is such a method..."

"I won't be beaten by the master when I sleep."

"Let Taoist Yunlong save some trouble..." Yan Huan raised his hand and pointed at Wang Ye's forehead, "I do have something for you."

Swish!
As a touch of pure energy came down, Wang Ye's heart began to beat violently.

"Lao Yan, this is..."

Rhythm?

The rhythm of the heartbeat has never been so clear, and the moment when the old disappears and the new emerges has also become clear.

"I knew before that the center of the palace is located in the heart, but I still can't figure out the exact location. So..."

Swish!
Wang Ye put his fingers together and made hand seals, and his body kept changing with the movement of heaven and earth. Blue-green qi spread throughout his body, breaking his entire body apart and twisting it.

Snap, snap, snap...
A nearly dead fish fell to the ground, twisting its body and swinging wildly...
"Uh - why do you want to become a salted fish?" Yan Huan asked puzzled.

"These past few days... I've been chased by Master Kui'er and have had no choice but to eat wild fruits. There was so much food on the trees... I couldn't cook it. Of course I want to eat fish now!" The shriveled fish gasped and said breathlessly.

"You've suffered a lot." Yan Huan said, picking up the fish by its tail. "Your current transformation is due to the Fenghou Qimen. Look through your mind and there should be something else."

"I'll give it a try."

The salted fish's pale and lifeless eyes were tightly closed, and as the thought deepened, tender buds grew between the gaps between the fish scales.

The small green buds blossomed and bore fruit, rolling to the ground. The fish body had become a dead tree, and the king also crawled out of the fruit core, and his body slowly gathered into shape.

"I feel that my connection with the plants around me has become stronger. After my body has changed, I can move freely among the plants..." Wang Ye stared at his hands, and suddenly flowers blossomed in his palms.

Yan Huan patted Wang Ye's shoulder and said with a smile: "The long-lost wood escape technique - turning a forest into a forest. Now it's good, Old Wang, you don't have to worry about being beaten to death."

"I'm not that unpopular..." Wang Ye touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

Yes Yes Yes!
Yan Huan nodded in agreement.

This old man Wang is quite popular, but he has a bad habit of persuading others.

In the original story line, he was the one who cared about the people of the world and suffered the most severe beatings.

Whenever Wang tried to persuade people, it was during their rebellious period.

Luo Tian entered the world, and in order to persuade Zhang Chulan, he was chased by Sister Baoer for a night and was almost buried alive. As a result, Zhang Chulan insisted on pursuing the truth, showing his talents and being coveted by the world. He cooperated with Quan Xing secretly and was repeatedly deceived. The Twenty-Four Valleys were seriously injured, and the fake bunker was trapped in a murder situation and trapped on Nasen Island...

The king of Biyou Village also tried to persuade Zhuge Qing and Ma Xianhong, but was besieged by the twelve superior talents and involved in a war within the village.

Lao Wang works so hard, but Qingzi goes out to fall in love...

Wang Ye tried to persuade Chen Jinkui four times and used "Fenghou Qimen" many times, which caused him to fall ill three times. In the end, he escaped with internal injuries. Later, he was forced to jump out of the plane by Kuierye. Finally, Chen Jinkui was given a wordless version of Fenghoutu by Zhou Shengci, and he went crazy.

So when Lao Wang said not to try the "Qi Men Liu Jia Formation" lightly, Yan Huan listened to the advice. After all, Lao Wang's ability to persuade people was somewhat influenced by the law of cause and effect.

Listen to others and eat enough.

In particular, you should listen to the advice of the sorcerer, so that you can not only eat enough, but also eat well.

"Ahem!" Wang Ye coughed a few times, somewhat puzzled, "Speaking of which, aren't all these five elements spells your specialty, Old Yan? Why are you trying to pass them on to me?"

Yan Huan shook her head, "It's not me."

"That is?"

"Don't forget that this is also a place of energy."

"Hey!?" This is the tomb of Zhuangzi, so there is no need to say much about whose aura this is.

Wang Ye clasped his hands together and bowed to the sky.

"Thank you, Master Nanhua. I am truly humbled and awed. I am truly humbled and awed!"

Yan Huan was regulating his breath and was about to try out his new method of self-cultivation in order to achieve "sitting and forgetting", but at this moment the storage device on his waist began to vibrate violently.

"out!"

Yan Huan pointed with one hand, and the spiritual flag turned out at a high speed, fluttering in the wind.

The spirit of the weapon, the Three Car Bones, slowly emerged, spewing out dark green mist from its mouth. The chains held by the three beast heads collided with each other, making bursts of crisp sounds.

"What's wrong with you?"

The mist gathered and changed, condensing on the flagpole of the soul-calling banner. The traces of its flow gradually became clear, and there was a large golden character: The Emperor of Thunder, who drives away demons, wards off evil spirits, protects the home and bestows blessings.

Wang Ye asked curiously, "Why did you use the magic weapon out of nowhere?"

"Can't you see the words on it?"

"The patterns on the banner should be some kind of hieroglyphics, but I don't know much about the magical tools used by witches." Wang could not see the golden words on the shaft, so he analyzed the complicated characters on the banner.

Swish!
Yan Huan took back the spirit flag and felt that the spirit of the artifact was even purer. The Yin Qi was pure Yin Qi, without any impurities.

Yan Huan thought for a moment and seemed to have guessed something.

According to what we saw just now in the night, different methods of cultivation will lead to different paths.

"Could it be that Master Kui wants to guide me to the path of ghosts and gods?"

(End of this chapter)