The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 188: The Alchemy Master, Penglai Dongwanggong

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon.

On this day, countless Han people reunite with their families to enjoy the moon and eat mooncakes.

"My husband, the moon is especially round today."

The family looked at the white jade plate in the sky.

“It really is, what a beautiful view!”

"Daddy, is there really a Chang'e on the moon?"

"Yes, there is also Wu Gang cutting down the cassia tree..."

Wow!
An invisible force blew up the dust from Yaochi Mountain, and the dust flew everywhere. It was as if a strong wind appeared out of nowhere in the empty Moon Palace.

The Dharma body is suspended high in the sky, the three-meter-high Dharma body is like a loft, the moonlight is his clothes, the sunlight is his skirt, the whole person looks like a jade carving.

Liang Yue looked inward and understood the situation inside his body.

The Yao Chi Moon Palace Dharmakaya is referred to as the Yao Chi Dharmakaya. Once the Dharmakaya is formed, the range of divine thoughts can reach 20,000 feet, and from then on, landing on the moon will no longer be restricted.

In addition, the beginner’s Dharma body has another ability - Yao Chi Moonlight.

Liang Yue spread out his right palm, and a ball of light blue light was floating in the huge palm.

This is the moonlight from the Jade Pool, which contains a trace of the essence of the moon.

This essence has the function of catalyzing plants, curing diseases, and warming the soul.

After mastering the Moon Palace True Body, you can move freely on the moon.

Liang Yue's body shrank to that of a normal person.

“Try to wake up the descendants.”

Liang Yue thought.

But it may not be possible on the moon. There is too much cosmic pollution here, and it is a vacuum environment, which may not be conducive to the revival of future generations.

Thinking of this, Liang Yue summoned Baiyun Dixiang.

Wow!
The emperor returned to Kuaiji Mountain.

The top of Kuaiji Mountain is covered with snow.

There was an ice block as tall as a person placed in front of Liang Yue, and inside the ice block was sealed a handsome young swordsman.

This is Lu Dongbin.

Liang Yue circled around the ice, scanning up and down with his Dharma eyes to check inside and outside of the ice.

From the doctor's point of view, Lu Dongbin was undoubtedly dead, but his organs were well preserved.

If we look at it from a magic perspective, there is actually a little hope.

The organs have not suffered serious damage yet. With the help of the moonlight from the Jade Pool and the large amount of Qi and blood in the Bronze Mountain, there may be a chance of awakening them.

“Test it on animals first.”

Liang Yue looked at the roaring dog by the lake.

"Xiaotian, catch some living creatures."

"Woof..." Xiaotian reluctantly walked away on the flames.

A hint of mockery flashed in the eyes of the Xuanwu floating on the lake. Being big has its advantages.

"Xuanwu, don't just stand there, catch some water creatures."

The revival of the frozen body must be done with extreme caution. In addition, a lot of medicinal materials are still needed.

Penglai Palace, Liuzhuang Waterside Pavilion.

The layout of Penglai Liuzhuang has a unique Jiangnan style. This place is arranged according to the Jiangnan Liuzhuang.

The group wore Wei and Jin Dynasty crane cloaks and rode on a gorgeous painted boat, admiring the beautiful garden scenery, wild flowers and animals, rushing rivers, and white geese and wild cranes.

The atmosphere of this place is more heroic than that of the Tang Dynasty, but has a touch of feminine tenderness.

"The spring water is bluer than the sky, and I sleep on a painted boat listening to the rain... If it weren't for the king, I would never have been able to appreciate this beautiful scenery."

"Some people say that the Song Dynasty inherited the Sui and Tang dynasties, and Penglai inherited the Wei and Jin dynasties. Seeing this today, I know that the ancients were not deceiving me."

"Haha, you are flattering me. This is what our ancestors left behind. I am just trying to show off my taste."

Under the flattery of the poets from the Central Plains, the King of Penglai seemed a little proud.

“Everyone, please look. Ahead is a paulownia forest. Every tree is over three hundred years old. There are three thousand rare trees, and the Liang family loves paulownia the most.” King Penglai introduced them to everyone.

"Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty traveled here and wrote a poem: The cold tangerines and grapefruits, the autumn colors of the old sycamores. Who is thinking of Liang Gong on the north tower, facing the wind."

Later generations always like to give special meanings to the actions of their predecessors. In fact, the reason for planting the phoenix tree was not complicated. It was just that Zhu Yingtai liked it.

The autumn wind blows, the phoenix tree leaves fall into the water, and the lonely phoenix tree seems to lock up the autumn.

In an instant, everyone seemed to have returned to the turbulent Wei and Jin Dynasties.

On the shore, a middle-aged Taoist priest stood by the water, staring at the water in a daze, not knowing what he was recalling.

"Who is this……?"

The Central Plains scholar was puzzled.

This is a royal forbidden area. This person doesn't look like a guard or a palace servant. Why is he standing here?
"This is the Taoist Fusang of the East Sea..." King Penglai was stunned for a moment, then remembered who this person was, so he said to his attendants, "Come here, take the five of you to Qionglin, I have something important to deal with."

This ancestor is the leader of Penglai. Both himself and others have to stand aside.

"Liang Ye, prepare these medicinal herbs and stones..." Liang Yue didn't waste any words and took out a thick list.

King Penglai looked embarrassed and said, "Grandfather, I am Liang Sheng, you are talking about my late father."

"Um……"

Liang Yue was slightly absent-minded. More than 20 years had passed, and Liang Ye was almost the same age. As time passed, the sense of separation became stronger and stronger.

I don’t know how long it has been in the mountain.

By the Jian Lake, the breeze ripples the surface of the lake.

In the pavilion by the lake, Liang Yue was concentrating intently, observing the ice that was about to thaw with the three eyes between his eyebrows.

There is a monkey trapped inside the ice.

"Edict!!"

Liang Yue shot out a ray of moonlight from the Jade Pool.

The moonlight melted into the ice, and then the blood energy of the Bronze Sacred Mountain was injected into it.

Click, click, click...

After a long time, the ice broke.

The monkey fell to the ground and woke up after a while.

"Squeak..."

The monkey looked a little older, but his body functions had not changed, and he jumped out of the pavilion alive and well.

"almost."

Liang Yue took out the ice that froze Lu Dongbin and started to use some tricks on him.

The Mid-Autumn moon is full and the moonlight is clear.

The thousand-year-old black ice began to melt, and the icy water flowed out of the pavilion and into the lake.

boom!
The ice scattered, Lü Yan and Lü Dongbin sat cross-legged on the table, and the ancient man from the Tang Dynasty was about to be resurrected.

The lake water moves without wind.

Lu Dongbin slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, my hair turned white overnight.

"This is...?" A hint of shock flashed across Liang Yue's eyes.

The moment Lu Dongbin revived, he suddenly turned from a man in his early twenties into a man in his fifties.

It seems that resuscitation is not without price. Except for the young man Lu Dongbin, I am afraid that others have no chance of resuscitation. This method still needs to be improved.

Lu Dongbin's eyelids trembled, his body felt hot and cold, and he was full of fatigue. He opened his eyes and saw a familiar person standing in front of him.

"Grandmaster, has the spiritual energy revived?"

The wind, water, light and fire around me undoubtedly indicated that this was the real world.

"No, it's been less than two hundred years since you were frozen in the ice, and something went wrong during your revival..." Liang Yue briefly explained the causes and consequences of Lu Dongbin's revival.

"Two hundred years..." Lu Dongbin murmured to himself. He closed his eyes for two hundred years. This feeling of flying backwards in time was truly mysterious.

As for the passing of life, that is not a problem.

"This time I let you wake up so that you can take control of the Central Plains Dao Meridian."

Liang Yue handed the idea of inner alchemy to Lu Dongbin.

Lu Dongbin took the secret book and was delighted by its contents. This was the true prototype of the Great Dao.

"The path of the Golden Core and Nascent Soul has not yet been verified, you can explore it on your own."

“Haha, if not for this, how can the disciple’s talent be highlighted? Master, don’t worry.”

Lu Dongbin laughed, stood up and put away the secret book.

Only when we are on an unknown road can we have the desire to explore.

To cultivate immortality, one does not necessarily need to be pure-hearted and free from desires. Doing whatever one wants and following one's desires is also a form of cultivation.

A few days later, Liang Yue told him some precautions and wrote a personal letter, asking him to pass it to Chen Tuan.

The next morning.

Holding a staff in one hand and a book in the other, Lu Dongbin sailed on the waves towards the Central Plains.

"Drink the jade dew, absorb the vital energy, I live in Kunlun Mountain, the so-called immortal." Lu Dongbin disappeared while singing.

Liang Yue withdrew his gaze.

A disciple does not have to be inferior to his master. The verification of inner alchemy cannot be achieved without the improvement and exploration of generations of geniuses.

He was optimistic about Lü Dongbin becoming the master of inner alchemy.

Luoyang, Shenxiao Thunder Palace.

"Report! A Taoist from Penglai is visiting."

The disciples woke up Chen Tuan who was in seclusion.

"Someone from Penglai? Could it be the Fuso Patriarch?"

"No, it's someone we don't know. We'll know once we go over and see him."

The disciples led Chen Tuan to the pine forest cottage.

Under the pine forest stood a white-haired young man.

The young man turned around, his eyes shining like a sharp sword, and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen Tuan, you have completed your merits and virtues and can be ranked among the immortals. From now on, I will be in charge of the Divine Thunder Palace."

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Hedong Sword Immortal Lü Yan has come here holding the Penglai East King's Jade Talisman."

(End of this chapter)