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

Chapter 19: Xuanyuan Emperor's Master, Guangchengzi's Immortal Qi
The crow is a Taoist auspicious animal.

This person can summon crows and has a perpetually burning lamp. If he is not a god, then what else could he be?
"Playing tricks!" The heavily-armored warrior looked fierce on the outside but was actually very timid. He continued to raise the Kanglong Mace, ready to deal with Shi Quanzi.

"Quack quack..."

Crows swooped down from the sky, continuously attacking his armor and blocking his view. Shi Quanzi took the opportunity to use his remaining strength to avoid them.

At this time, the man in the bamboo hat had come down, and the light emitted by the magic lamp became more mysterious and changeable.

After all, the warrior was wearing heavy armor, and the crows could not hurt him at all, and he was killed in a few moves.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The heavily-armored warrior gathered his internal strength, burst out at an extremely fast speed, and quickly approached Liang Yue.

A force as heavy as three thousand kilograms would kill even a god.

"It's really hard to deal with an expert wearing armor." Liang Yue didn't dare to let him get close, nor did he dare to gamble whether the Mi Yan illusion could confuse this person.

Bird step!

He jumped up from the spot and flew three feet into the air.

Lock it!

The light hit the heavily armored warrior's body, causing his body to stop.

"This..." The heavily armored warrior was shocked. The mysterious man's moves were beyond the warrior's understanding.

His forty years of experience in martial arts training were useless in the face of such a move that was beyond his comprehension.

Is this person really a god?

Then, something even more terrifying happened.

The god holding the lamp stretched out his hand and pointed, and three golden flames flew out of the lamp.

The golden flame was like liquid, flowing into the armor through the gaps.

"Ahhh!!" The heavily-armored warrior dropped his Kanglong mace and rolled on the ground, leaving only an empty shell in the fire.

The other mid-level masters were dealt with one by one by Liang Yue.

The rain just stopped.

Shi Quanzi fell to the ground powerlessly. His crippled right foot had lost too much blood and was contaminated by the dirt, so it was already showing signs of infection.

As the divine man approached him, Shi Quanzi smiled with satisfaction.

"Thank you, God, for saving my life!"

"I have been seeking the truth for many years. It is a great blessing for me to see a true immortal before I die. This life is not in vain. This life is not in vain."

In his opinion, the gods must have been inspired by him to come down to earth.

Next, the man in the bamboo hat took off his hat, revealing a face as white as jade.

"Senior Shiquanzi, are you okay?"

"This, this, this..." Shi Quanzi was incoherent, horrified, "Why is it you?"

In a trance, it seemed as if I had returned to the time when I met Liang Yue.

At that time, I asked Liang Yue who he was, and Liang Yue said that he was a god. I thought this guy was arguing with me, but I never thought it was true.

"No wonder you don't want to accept the inheritance..." Shi Quanzi's old face flushed. He possessed the righteous Dharma, so who would look down on his inferior skills? "The term senior is not worthy of you. You are the senior."

"Don't be polite, senior. I am younger than you."

As he spoke, Liang Yue stepped forward and fed Shi Quanzi the Earth Immortal Pill, Yunhua Pill, and Five Stone Pill to stabilize Shi Quanzi's injuries.

Then input true Qi to stop the bleeding.

"The meridians are broken, the right leg is disabled, and there is no way to save him." He can survive, but he will become disabled.

"The conditions for cultivation are no longer available in this generation. Why... could you cultivate?" As the high priest of the Taiping Tianshi sect, Shi Quanzi was naturally curious as he knew that this was not the era when all dharmas appeared in the world.

"I am the intergenerational disciple of Emperor Xuanyuan's teacher Guangchengzi. I am born with innate true energy and can naturally cast magic." Liang Yue made up a story about his origin.

"So that's how it is." Shi Quanzi suddenly realized that his previous doubts made sense.

He had always been curious about why this poor boy knew so much knowledge and allusions. He was even more astounded after reading the military book he wrote for Liu Chong.

This is not just the imagination of a scholar, but a real military book that has been used in hundreds of battles and a brilliant strategy for governing a country, maintaining peace and bringing peace to the world.

If Liang Yue inherited Guangchengzi's mantle, then everything would make sense. Guangchengzi was the teacher of Emperor Xuanyuan, so it was not surprising that he knew military tactics.

Putting all the previous events together, Shi Quanzi rationalized it in his heart.

"Is there anyone in this world who can still practice cultivation?" As soon as he said this, Shi Quanzi laughed at himself. He was already in this state, so what was there to ask?

"No, unless you have an innate inheritance and are appointed by an immortal." Liang Yue said. This was true, as he could die at the age of eighty anyway.

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret." Shi Quanzi was not surprised by the result.

"It's okay, just say whatever you want and spread it loudly."

The old and the young looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

A single piece of evidence is not enough. In this era, all the alchemists claim to have supernatural powers, and setting off fireballs is not considered a supernatural power. They can go to the nine heavens and the underworld at will; they can know the past 500 years and the future 500 years. Others can take one look and say that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed and the law cannot be passed on lightly.

A mere Chang Ming Deng Yan can only stand aside and cannot be at the table in the circle of alchemists who use flying swords to take people's heads over thousands of miles.

Unless you cast the spell in front of tens of thousands of people, it will be convincing. "Golden Crow!"

The Golden Crow fell down, grabbed the stone spring with difficulty, and flew at a low altitude.

Shi Quanzi had just seen something even more miraculous, so he was no longer surprised.

"Wait! There's something in the room!"

Shi Quanzi ordered Liang Yue to get the treasure, which was a dusty oil lamp in the shape of a winged man holding a lamp tray.

"This is the Immortal's Dew-Accepting Lamp. The lamp oil is made from a secret medicine called Everlasting Lamp Oil mixed with one's own blood. Burn it for 49 days in a row, and keep adding oil. Then take the lamp oil and circulate your inner strength, and you will develop the inner strength of the Eight Birds."

The characteristic of this internal force is that it is long, and the amount of internal force is twice that of an average person, so it can withstand the consumption of the Eight Animals Internal Power.

Liang Yue sensed with his divine sense that there was a restriction carved faintly inside.

"So it's a magic weapon..."

It seems that the people in this world have really developed a unique path of internal strength in order to practice.

The alien internal force that Shi Quanzi mentioned should be the internal force being contaminated by the aura of magic weapon.

Of course, this will only enhance combat power, but will not increase lifespan, and may even shorten it.

Using the Chenglu Lamp to cultivate the Everlasting Flame will probably make the power even stronger, and you won't have to spend money to add more flames.

"Good stuff." Liang Yue couldn't help but admire.

"You can take the things and the skills, but you don't have to take the position of high priest. Just stop fighting and killing in the martial arts world!" Shi Quanzi let it go.

This body won't last more than two or three years, and it will even have difficulty walking. Well, let's take advantage of the two or three years to see how far Liang Yue can go.

The two men then went down the mountain.

Shi Quanzi talked about the various factions in Jianghu, the six sects of the Taiping Heavenly Master Dao, namely Dan Ding, Eight Birds, Taiping Divine Fist, Iron Armor, Ghost Soldier, and Eight Formation Diagram, as well as an alien internal force sect based on the Six Treasures.

"The Six Treasures of Heavenly Master..." Liang Yue muttered to himself. Six magic weapons, they didn't know how to use them, but he did.

It seems I need to pay more attention to it next time.

"In addition, there is the Northern Yi Ren Dao, which cultivates internal strength by collecting natural treasures. The Qin Emperor and Han Wu were deceived by them. There is also the Fang Xian Dao, which mainly relies on taking external pills, and the Dao of the Bedroom."

"Can they cast spells?"

"How is that possible? It's just another form of alien internal force."

Listening to Shi Quanzi's story, Liang Yue seemed to have found a way.

His true qi comes from the internal force transformed from the jade silkworm. It is currently white and has no attributes. If he practices a different kind of internal force, can it be transformed into true qi with attributes?
After that, Shi Quanzi stayed in Liuzhuang to recuperate.

This day.

The sun is bright as fire.

The courtyard is deep and there is a small bridge and flowing water.

A one-legged old Taoist priest sat on a chair with a cane beside him. The claws and beak of a raven on the paulownia tree reflected golden light.

There was a cup on the stone table next to him. He would take a sip occasionally, close his eyes leisurely, and call it: holding the cup to express his profound thoughts and chanting Zhuangzi’s poems from afar.

Although he has become a disabled person, his state of mind is calmer than it has been in the previous decades.

This is a state of mind that is free and unrestrained, and not attached to material things.

The person Shi Quanzi admired most was the young man practicing martial arts in front of him.

Liang Yue practiced the Eight Animals Skill and occasionally felt the presence of the Immortal's Dew Lamp.

At first he was sweating profusely, but then he gradually became proficient in the movements, like a dragon swimming, a swallow startled, a tortoise breathing... His figure was ethereal, like a crane.

After a long time, Liang Yue finished his practice.

"If I were you, I would have already established my own sect and become famous throughout the world," said Shi Quanzi.

"Wuchou has acquired the art of becoming an immortal. It is not my wish to be called the founder of the sect. Old man, there is a reason why you don't have the immortal inheritance, and you can't let go of your obsession." Liang Yue took a sip of tea.

It’s lonely at the top. Standing in a high position, countless people want to die.

"Obsession..." Shi Quanzi muttered to himself and became obsessed again.

Liang Yue ignored him and continued to practice his skills and refine his magic weapon.

This day.

It was a dark and windy night, and the Penglai Dan Room was filled with golden light.

Liang Yue sat cross-legged, his robe fluttering and his black hair flying.

He opened his eyes solemnly, and a flash of golden light appeared.

Behind him, an immortal was holding a lantern tray with dazzling golden flames. Although it was only the size of a little finger, it was as bright as a torch.

The heat flow and internal force in the body surged, the amount was three times as much as before.

The innate spiritual silkworm continued to devour internal energy. In the lower dantian, the milky white true energy was transformed into golden and continuous true energy. The upper limit of fifteen strands instantly became thirty strands.

The golden energy is long-lasting and peaceful, mysterious and upright, warm and cozy like candlelight, and further nourishes the soul.

"From now on, I will call you Guangchengzi Changsheng Zhenqi."

(End of this chapter)