One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 420 Questions and Answers

Chapter 420 Questions and Answers
Those who can enter the upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain will have a certain understanding of who are in the Jindan realm in the mountain. Zhao Fuyun himself does not know much about the earlier Jindan cultivators. Although Zhao Fuyun, a Jindan cultivator, has rarely been in Tiandu Mountain after forming the elixir and his deeds of cultivation are not many, fortunately, the time is not too long ago.

So when the news spread that Taoist Master Fuyun from Lihuo Palace was coming to preach, all the monks from the entire upper house came.

Because there were rumors in the early years that this Taoist priest Fuyun entered the polar night, was engulfed by the darkness, and was lost in it.

There were no rumors that he was dead, because if he was dead, Shanzhong would know it, but if he fell into darkness and couldn't come back, then Shanzhong would have no way of confirming his condition. Although they knew he was alive, a person who could never come back was not much different from being dead.

After all, a cultivator, when trapped in the vast darkness, is like being locked in a cage. Many people who enter the darkness will leave soul lamps, life tablets and the like outside. Then people outside will see that the soul lamps and other things will first become dim, and then completely extinguished. This process may take hundreds of years or even decades.

Zhao Fuyun returned from the darkness, which was a great attraction for those who had never experienced the polar night.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the eyes and expressions of the people sitting below him.

I found that there was more or less a sense of anxiety and sadness in the eyes of these people.

He soon realized that this was due to the changes in the celestial phenomena. Everyone saw that darkness was coming, but they were anxious and powerless to do anything.

So, Zhao Fuyun asked them what they wanted to hear. Everyone looked at each other at first, and then several people immediately raised their hands.

Zhao Fuyun pointed to the one in the middle.

"Disciple, Mao Xiaoshan heard that the real person returned after traveling in the polar night for many years, and wants to know what is going on in the polar night."

This Mao Xiaoshan had a pair of thick eyebrows and small eyes, but his small eyes were extremely bright, as if he had practiced some kind of pupil technique.

Zhao Fuyun could understand that in this day and age, the sun was dimming and the stars were disappearing, so many people were very frightened. Even the monks were no exception. It was inevitable that everyone was afraid of the impending polar night.

So when someone returns from the polar night, he naturally wants to ask.

"In the polar night, demons and monsters are everywhere. If people set foot in it, they will be just one of the countless living creatures." Zhao Fuyun said.

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Zhao Fuyun’s words are easy to understand. What he meant was that in the polar night, humans are no longer in a dominant position.

"Master, what do you think about the coming darkness? Where should we go?" Mao Xiaoshan continued to ask.

"The changes in the world, the setting of the sun and the disappearance of the stars are all God's will. We can only improve ourselves to have a chance to resist." Zhao Fuyun said slowly.

"Is it impossible to stop the sun from sinking and the stars from disappearing?" Mao Xiaoshan asked again.

Everyone was looking at Zhao Fuyun, who was sitting there in an orange robe. He was tall and slender, with dark hair hanging down his back. No matter who was looking at him, at that moment they felt that there was a mysterious and ethereal aura about him.

"Maybe someone can do it. This is not something you need to consider." Zhao Fuyun felt that even if it was himself, he would be powerless to do it because he didn't know how to 'determine the time' or how to point to the stars.

The people who did these things back then may still be alive, and it seems that my senior brother Feng also wants to do this.

The people in front of them are still young and have just established their foundation. Now that they know this, it will only make them anxious, which will only affect their practice.

"Feeling the changes of the four seasons is also a part of spiritual practice. Darkness is not scary. Facing it and understanding it, we will be able to practice in the darkness and live forever. Because there are also rich living creatures in the darkness." Zhao Fuyun said.

When a cultivator practices in the world, he naturally responds to the heavenly phenomena and absorbs the spiritual energy of the earth's veins. After everyone heard this, although the anxiety in their eyes still did not dissipate, it was much better than before.

Someone else asked, "Nowadays, many people build their foundation after Xuan Guang, and specifically try to combine the Yin evil energy in the hope that they can adapt to darkness in the future. Do you think this is right?"

"It is everyone's freedom to choose what kind of evil spirit to accept. We just need to think clearly about the purpose of our practice." Zhao Fuyun replied.

"Can we know what the purpose of the Taoist's practice is?" someone asked.

Zhao Fuyun was silent for a moment. He looked at the person who asked the question. She was a young female disciple wearing a white robe, which was a Dharma robe embroidered with silver thread runes. She was a female cultivator from a wealthy family.

He just glanced at her, but the female disciple felt as if her heart was seen through at a glance. She felt that Zhao Fuyun's eyes were not sharp, but they directly penetrated her thoughts and went straight to the depths of her soul.

Of course, her feeling was only fleeting, like an illusion.

"My previous goal of cultivation was to be able to form the golden elixir, but times have changed, and now I want to see higher scenery." Zhao Fuyun said slowly.

After that, everyone asked some more questions, but eventually the topic turned to practice.

Everyone knows that Zhao Fuyun is good at fire magic, so in the end, I still hope that he can talk about fire magic.

“All dharmas have their source, which can be in heaven, on earth, in the void, or in the human world. However, I say that all dharmas are in the heart. Take the dharmas of heaven, earth, and the human world and enter your heart…”

"There is no red flame in the sky, but it is good enough if there is red flame in the heart. If you take a little fire evil and combine it with your thoughts, you can continuously cultivate true fire, and the true fire will give rise to other magical powers..."

Zhao Fuyun said something that everyone wanted to hear.

Cultivate true fire.

Even if one has built his foundation with other true evil spirits, he can still cultivate true fire. Of course, this true fire cannot be born in the body, but he can refine a lamp that can extinguish the true fire.

After dark, there must be many people who need lights, and thousands of lights can illuminate the night.

When there is no red flame in the sky, the light fades, but it does not disappear. Instead, it spreads into the human world and is reignited on the lamps in the human world.

In addition to preaching, he once again sorted out his magic.

The first thing he wanted to practice again was the Lingxi Sword Finger. He wanted to refine his finger into a fearless magic weapon.

He had previously learned a treasure refining method that allowed him to refine bones into magical instruments. When he was under the Demon-Suppressing Wall, he obtained several fish fin bones, which he refined into several small flying swords, so he wanted to try refining his fingers in this way.

Of course, changes are needed.

But now that you have an idea, you can conceive it perfectly.

It is getting dark and the night is coming. If you can't stop it, you can only face it, and to face it, you need strength.

(End of this chapter)

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