There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 23 Immortal Words Inspire Creation
With a slight flick of his sleeves, the white-robed Taoist priest revealed the phantom of a giant bronze cauldron amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

Without waiting for everyone to prepare, he said, "Everyone knows that alchemy requires a furnace, but they don't know that heaven and earth are the furnace, and creation is the craftsman..."

Its sound is like a great bell, carrying a mysterious rhythm that reaches straight to the heart.

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators present, regardless of their cultivation level, were struck as if by lightning and entered a state of sudden enlightenment.

Chen Qing felt a sudden clarity in his mind, and countless scenes appeared before his eyes, with mountains and rivers transforming into the furnace walls, and the sun, moon and stars floating within them.

He felt as if he had become a speck of dust in the cauldron, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth scorching his entire body like a raging flame, but hidden within this burning sensation lay a profound mystery...

"The cauldron itself is the essence of heaven and earth, and the great elixir is the spirit of essence, energy, and spirit..."

The Taoist's voice seemed to come from the heavens, each word falling like a morning bell and evening drum, giving rise to Taoist charm.

Suddenly, the ancient cypress tree on the cliff rustled, and a pair of amber eyes opened from the cracks in its bark.

A stubborn rock by the stream cracked open with a "crack," and a delicate stone spirit emerged, bowing with moss on its head.

"Crash-"

Suddenly, the vegetation on the mountain swayed, and seven or eight newly transformed little spirits emerged from the crevices of the rocks, each with mud still clinging to their heads.

The voice gradually faded away, but Chen Qing's consciousness became clearer and clearer. The cultivation experience he had accumulated in the real world resonated wonderfully with the Daoist rhythm at this moment.

"The mountain scenery in the 'Haiyue Fragment' seems to subtly reflect the principle of the furnace of heaven and earth, with its hidden seascape!"

"Click——"

A faint sound came from within his body, and the mountain and sea patterns on the nascent life talisman began to flow on their own.

"Well!"

Muffled groans could be heard from all around.

The first few scions of noble families to wake up looked blank, clearly having found nothing. The boys had opened their eyes much earlier and were rubbing their temples in frustration.

When the Taoist priest spoke of “calamities are not calamities, but all are the timing of the fire”, half of the cultivators present had already fallen from their enlightenment. The young masters from noble families in the inner circle also opened their eyes one after another, with the longest lasting only half a quarter of an hour.

Xu Zhaoying's brows were furrowed, and she was covered in sweat; she had clearly reached her limit.

As the teachings deepened, more and more practitioners emerged from their deep meditation. Some showed joy, clearly having gained something; others shook their heads and sighed, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"...Golden sand enters the five internal organs, and the mist disperses like wind and rain. This golden sand is not an external object, but the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

When the phrase "golden sand enters the five internal organs" was mentioned, only Chen Qing was radiant with a clear light, and the Qi of harmony circulated autonomously, integrating the essentials of cultivation from ancient times to the present.

The white-robed Taoist paused slightly, drawing surprised glances from the other cultivators.

"...Therefore, mountains and rivers are the materials, time is the fire, and when the elixir is completed after nine cycles, do not forget to enter the furnace."

As the last Daoist phrase fell, Chen Qing suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was the only one left in the arena still comprehending it, so he quickly concealed his aura.

"Fellow Daoist was actually able to comprehend it to the end?" Xu Zhaoying's eyes were still filled with surprise.

Chen Qing smiled but did not answer, though he was also puzzled. He then thought that although the body in his dream was only in the middle stage of the second realm, it carried cultivation knowledge that spanned countless ages. Later cultivation methods might not be stronger than those of the ancient ones, but standing on the shoulders of giants, even if one is not tall, one can see further.

Ignoring the various gazes cast his way, once his mind was settled, he immediately focused his inner energy on his dantian.

The nascent life talisman had solidified nine-tenths of its original form, and a wisp of profound Daoist charm swirled around it, which was the essence of the "Heaven and Earth as Furnace" chapter!
"In my dream, my body is almost ready to condense a life talisman."

On the other side, the white-robed Taoist did not leave. Instead, he lightly flicked his sleeves to disperse the surrounding monsters: "This humble Taoist has no spiritual fruits to feed you, and your fortunes are not meant to be here. Go away."

With a flick of his sleeve, all the spirits and monsters fell off the mountain peaks and into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Venerable Taiyan, we all have some doubts, could you please enlighten us..."

Seeing this, everyone stepped forward to ask for advice.

"can."

The Taoist priest answered fluently, getting straight to the point in just a few words.

Chen Qingjing stood quietly listening, eagerly taking notes of every word and sentence—these were true secrets that were hard to find in this world!

Just as she was listening intently, she suddenly felt her sleeve being gently tugged, and then Xu Zhaoying secretly transmitted her voice: "Watch the boy's expression."

Chen Qing glanced around and saw that the previously arrogant boy was now holding a cup of top-quality spiritual tea, waiting respectfully to serve it during a break in the sermon.

Chen Qing paid no attention to it. Every word the Taoist said was priceless. If he could memorize it all and bring it back to the present world, it would be invaluable!
"I wonder what realm this Taoist is at..."

After a short while, the white-robed Taoist flicked his sleeve and was about to ride away on a cloud when he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Chen Qing.

"This young friend possesses a profound and unfathomable nature, harboring the potential to embrace all things. Ordinary people would suffer a splitting headache just from hearing me speak of 'all things are like straw dogs,' yet you could calmly listen to 'forging Yin and Yang,' which perfectly embodies the spirit of 'Heaven and Earth as a Furnace.' Your spiritual essence should also have the ability to swallow all things and harmonize Yin and Yang. What a pity, what a pity..."

Having said that, he rode away on a cloud, his voice fading into the sea of ​​clouds, leaving the cultivators on the peak looking at each other in bewilderment. Chen Qing, however, was still somewhat confused.

Is one's inner strength as deep as an abyss?

what for?

He shook his head, realizing that he was far too ignorant to fathom such witty remarks, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Noticing the increasingly intense gazes around her, Xu Zhaoying gently called out, "Mr. Chen, it's time to prepare for our trip to the capital."

"Let's go." Chen Qing pulled himself out of his thoughts, nodded in agreement, and glanced one last time in the direction where the Taoist had disappeared.

Deep within the clouds and mist, the ancient bronze palace appeared and disappeared.

Before the echoes of the bell had faded, everyone on the cloud platform had already risen.

Just as several scions of prominent families were about to step forward, they saw the Azure Wave Sword Light soar into the sky.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait! We sincerely invite you! You should know that the Tenth Princess is already overwhelmed with her own troubles, and you will be going with her..."

You can't stay here!
Chen Qing muttered to himself, and then rode the Azure Wave Sword Light with Xu Zhaoying, disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

Only the boy remained, holding the spirit tea, standing there dumbfounded, while the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

The sword light pierced through the clouds and mist, and Xu Zhaoying suddenly chuckled: "You're quite carefree. It's usually difficult to even befriend those scions of noble families. Those families have abundant resources and are less constrained..."

"I only came because of their reputation for offering advice." Chen Qing looked at the surging sea of ​​clouds below and shook his head. "If I were to join them, I would probably be pressured every day, and how could I have time to cultivate in peace? It's better not to make friends with them."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Xu Zhaoying's eyes, and then she said, "There's no need to take Master Taiyan's words too seriously. Losing the spiritual bone doesn't necessarily mean there's no achievement..."

Chen Qing smiled and said, "Don't worry."

Xu Zhaoying nodded, and then the sword light suddenly accelerated, heading straight for the villa halfway up the mountain.

Amidst the howling mountain wind, Chen Qing pondered to himself: If he could fully comprehend everything he had learned from this sermon, it would be of great benefit when he returned to the mortal world.

Upon returning to their cave dwelling, the two did not delay. After tidying up, they raised their swords and soared into the azure sky, disappearing through the clouds.

Chen Qing stood on the sword, looking back, and saw thousands of peaks like dragons and tigers coiled, the sea of ​​clouds like splashed ink surging, and the ancient bronze palace hanging in the sky, with occasional bursts of golden light illuminating the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

"What a blessed land! What a natural contemplation scene!"

As he was feeling sentimental, his mind suddenly trembled, and the energy of harmony surged like a tide. The nascent life talisman trembled incessantly, which was actually a sign that it had accumulated great strength and was about to condense on its own!
In a daze, Chen Qing saw himself holding a paintbrush, copying ancient paintings under the dim light, sketching the sea of ​​clouds on the mountaintop, and even depicting a wise man preaching outside the ancient bronze hall!

"This is... the art of painting that I practiced for five years in my dream?"

He was surprised and delighted.

As expected, the body in the dream followed his obsession and studied painting skills in his spare time from cultivation. Although his progress was slow due to the lack of guidance, he gradually gained some skill over time!
"Chen Jun?" Xu Zhaoying sensed something was amiss.

"It's nothing." Chen Qing suppressed the restlessness of the life talisman and saw that the mountain and sea patterns in his dantian were almost complete, and only the last step was needed to form the shape.

As if sensing the change in the spiritual energy within Chen Qing's body, Xu Zhaoying spoke up while forming hand seals to control her sword: "The journey to Yujing is long and arduous, and we will pass through several dangerous places along the way, so we must be careful."

Chen Qing nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on the picturesque landscape along the way.

As they spoke, the sword light had already swept past several mountain peaks.

suddenly!

"Ok?"

Chen Qing frowned, sensing an unusual movement in the clouds ahead.

Almost simultaneously, Xu Zhaoying also noticed something was wrong.

The sword light abruptly stopped!

Three streaks of dark light pierced through the clouds, heading straight for the two men's hearts!
Chen Qing's sleeves billowed, and an aura of harmony surged forth like waves!
"clang!"

Three jet-black bone nails fell to the ground with a thud, their malevolent energy causing the air to hiss and crackle.

"Yin Sha Bone Nails?" Xu Zhaoying's pupils constricted sharply. "Northern Cold Curse!"

Here it is!

The clouds tore apart, and an old man wearing an animal skin cloak stood in the air. Wherever his white bone staff pointed, black energy surged into a hideous ghost face. The pressure of the third realm was like a mountain collapsing, howling in!

"So you're Chen Xu? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" He roared with a savage grin, "If it weren't for your strategy of dividing power and weakening influence, would the men of Beihan have become slaves? Would their children have recognized a thief as their father? Today, you treacherous strategist will pay the price!"

With that, he waved his white bone staff, and the black mist that filled the sky transformed into hideous ghost faces, rushing straight at the two of them!
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