Fengyunlu

Let's talk about why I think so. First of all, if he is really an evil master and specializes in ghost arts, why does he have to hide it? Why not just show off his skills? But he just uses his not-so-powerful ghost kung fu to fight others. Isn't this strange? Besides, since he is so good at ghost kung fu, why does he want to snatch Mo Wen's sword and force others to become his apprentice? This logic doesn't make sense. If he really specializes in ghost arts, he must practice ghost arts wholeheartedly instead of pursuing kung fu from other sects. Also, why does he hide his true cultivation and use ghost kung fu to fight others? Isn't this asking for trouble? If he is really good at ghost arts, he must fight in the way he is best at.

This is the first point. As for the second point, although the righteous and evil methods can verify each other, if there is no opportunity or corresponding method, the two methods will definitely conflict. That day, the ghost king was fighting with someone, and the fake ghost of the underworld was always a little bit unlucky, as if his own kung fu was in conflict with the ghost, or for some reason, he had to divide a large part of his kung fu to suppress it, which is also one of the reasons why he is not very powerful. Logically speaking, with that person's kung fu, he can easily escape from the ghost king without exposing his kung fu, and his strength is definitely not comparable to the ghost king. Such people, whether they are evil or righteous, or are masters from the world, there are only a few famous ones. These people either look down on them, or cannot do it, or have no reason to pretend to be the ghost king to deceive an ordinary family. From this point of view, his behavior does not seem to match his strength, which makes people have to doubt his true identity and purpose.

So, I thought about it and decided that this person is probably from the righteous path. Because Mo Wenjian was born with the power of the human world, if he wants to practice, he has to use the sufferings of the human world to train himself and let it revive. Only in this way can the power of the human world be integrated into his innate Qi from all over his body, and then differentiate into the two spiritual Qi. After that, his two purple and black Qi will have the help of the power of the human world, so there will be no backlash when practicing, and he can get twice the result with half the effort. This special ability of Mo Wenjian allows him to use the power of the human world to improve his cultivation, which is very rare among righteous practitioners. Therefore, in addition to his own talent, the help of the power of the human world is also indispensable for him to improve his cultivation so quickly.

Because the power of the human world is originally of the mortal world, it is the condensation of the destiny of the human race, and the practice of Xuanmen is against the will of heaven. Although it is favored by the way of heaven, it is also rejected at the same time. This can be seen from the noble status of the Human Emperor. The Human Emperor is invulnerable to all kinds of methods and cannot be blocked by anything. Even if there are many Xuanmen masters, they cannot hurt the Human Emperor at all unless they reach a certain level or have the corresponding method to crack it, let alone resist his power. Therefore, although there are many masters in Xuanmen, there are only a few who are not afraid of the Human Emperor. This is also the fundamental reason why the Human Emperor can rule the world, and it is also the fundamental reason why the power of the human world can be as high as the sky. The particularity of the power of the human world gives it a pivotal position in the practice of Xuanmen, which is also one of the reasons why the Mo Wen Sword can rise rapidly.

Speaking of Mo Wenjian, he has only practiced for more than a hundred years. He was still an ordinary person in the first fifty years, but he made rapid progress and surpassed more than 90% of the masters in Xuanmen! This speed and achievement, in addition to his talent, is mainly due to the blessing of human power. This is also the reason why Emperor Bo Liangzi is so arrogant and made an exception to accept him as his closed disciple. Mo Wenjian can grow so fast, in addition to his own talent, the power of the human world is also indispensable, and this is why Emperor Bo Liangzi values ​​him.

Let's talk about Bo Liangzi. The Ghost King suspected the person pretending to be him, and Bo Liangzi was the most suspicious. This is also easy to understand. No matter what conspiracy the pretending person has, the ultimate goal is Mo Wenjian. This is a foregone conclusion. As the leader of the righteous path, Bo Liangzi is naturally the most suspicious, because the special ability of Mo Wenjian is too tempting for righteous practitioners.

In addition, let's not talk about Bo Liangzi for now, let's look at the blood feud of Mo Wenjian's family, and his sister's overseas apprenticeship. The two people who benefited the most are Bo Liangzi, who we will not talk about first, and Zhu Chunhua from Kunlun overseas. Zhu Chunhua is proficient in ghost ways, and his cultivation is also terrifyingly high. These two points coincide with the Ghost King's speculation, so his suspicion is also quite large. As a ghost master, Zhu Chunhua's suspicion should not be underestimated, because his ability is directly related to Mo Wenjian's experience.

The Ghost King thought to himself that it didn't look like Zhu Chunhua had done this, let alone him and Bo Liangzi had done it together. After all, there was a deep blood feud between Zhu Chunhua and Bo Liangzi. How could such hatred be forgotten with a smile? So the possibility of their cooperation was almost zero. The Ghost King's idea was based on the irreconcilable deep hatred between Zhu Chunhua and Bo Liangzi.

Since the two of them can't be in the same group, and look at Zhu Chunhua's pride, if he wants to accept a disciple, he will do it openly. If you don't agree, he will turn around and leave. He won't bother to pretend to be a ghost king to do these little tricks. So thinking about it this way, Zhu Chunhua is the least suspicious. And he accepted his sister because she had so many residual souls, which is inseparable from the practice he practiced. Zhu Chunhua's pride and straightforwardness make it unlikely that he would use deception to accept a disciple. His approach is completely in line with his personality and practice style.

Chunhua has always been arrogant since he was young. When he was young, he even joined a sect, but it was a very small sect. What was it called? Zhengxin Sect! The sect leader was a Taoist monk with the Taoist name Quanxinzi. He used to be a chores brother of the Jinding Sect of Qingli Palace. He learned some superficial Taoist skills, but he messed up and was kicked out by the Jinding Sect. Logically, he should not call himself a disciple of Qingli Palace after being kicked out, but he just had a special liking for Taoism and wanted to join other Taoist sects, as long as they were Taoist.

But the reputation of Qingli Palace was too great. Not to mention a handyman like him, even if he was kicked out by Qingli Palace, which righteous sect would dare to accept him? Small sects didn't dare to accept him, and big sects looked down on him. Since he didn't want to go the evil way, he had to set up his own sect in the mortal world, found a small mountain, and proclaimed himself the successor of Taoism.

At first, he just wanted to practice on his own. After all, Taoism says that as long as one's heart is devoted to Taoism, one can glimpse into the secrets of heaven. What's more, he had some foundation in Qingli Palace's practice, so he had some basic skills.

Just like this, day after day, he actually gained some experience and his cultivation level also entered the Xuan level. Although it was only the entry level in the Xuanmen, it was still a start. This gave him a great boost of confidence and he tried his best to go further. But cultivation is like ascending to heaven, and success cannot be achieved by hard work alone.

However, after reaching the Xuan level, he could no longer make progress and his cultivation stagnated at the Dao Xuan realm. Thirty years later, he finally woke up and realized that hard work alone was not enough. Thinking of the difficult lives of the people living down the mountain, he thought that perhaps he could encounter some opportunities by going down the mountain to gain experience.

So, he began to go down the mountain, and Zhengxin Sect gradually became famous. Although it was insignificant in the Taoist sect, it was still popular within a few hundred miles. Gradually, more and more people came to become his disciples. Quanxinzi devoted himself to Taoism, and accepted disciples based on fate. He would open the door to those who were destined to be accepted, and he would shake his head and refuse those who were not destined to be accepted, no matter how talented or rich you were. Zhengxin Sect gradually grew stronger, and although there were not many disciples, the Taoist temple with more than a hundred people became more lively and bustling.

On this day, Quan Xinzi was meditating in seclusion when he suddenly felt upset. He knew something was going to happen, so he stopped practicing and came out to wait. But until dusk, the Taoist temple was still the same as usual, with no unusual things except for the pilgrims coming and going.

As night fell, it was midnight again. Quan Xinzi thought that this was the end of the day. Perhaps he had not practiced enough, so he could not enter into a state of meditation. After a peaceful day, his mood also calmed down. He was preparing to go into seclusion again to comprehend the confusion left behind before.

At this moment, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, followed by a torrential downpour. The mountain was filled with steam. Quan Xinzi frowned. He had been here for more than 70 years and knew that this heavy rain was unusual. There was no sign before, but now that it had already started, he was afraid that the people living below the mountain would suffer. He immediately ordered his disciples to go down the mountain to rescue and try to evacuate the crowd before the flash flood arrived.

The disciples received the order and went down the mountain to rescue. Quan Xinzi no longer had the heart to remain in seclusion. Looking at the rolling black clouds in the sky, he knew that this heavy rain would probably continue for more than ten days. Now was the spring plowing season, and the people living down the mountain might lose their harvest this year.

Quan Xinzi felt a little reluctant. Although he practiced the Taoism of nature, he couldn't just sit back and watch. If the mountain torrents turned into a disaster, how would the people live? Thinking of this, he picked up the sword, jumped up, and flew into the clouds with the sword. Looking around, in just half an hour, the mountain was flooded. If no action was taken, the flood would rush down in less than three quarters of an hour.

Quan Xinzi swung his sword, using his Taoist magic to disrupt the clouds, and then released his magic weapon to shuttle between the clouds. The rolling dark clouds began to dissipate, and the strong wind blew away the water vapor. He used his spiritual consciousness to guide the water vapor to spread around, trying to lead the rain as far away as possible.

After working all night, Quan Xinzi traveled back and forth within a radius of more than 700 miles. He turned the rainstorm and flood into moist spring rain, and the people living at the foot of the mountain avoided disaster. Back at the Taoist temple, most of the disciples of Zhengxin Sect also withdrew, and only a dozen of them were still at the foot of the mountain helping the people who evacuated in the middle of the night to move.

After the rain, the Taoist temple welcomed a beam of fresh sunshine. Quan Xinzi couldn't help turning his head and looking. He saw light clouds hanging under the gorgeous rainbow bridge. The rising sun was gazing at the rainbow bridge from afar, and the surrounding clouds were also rimmed with gold. This picture made Quan Xinzi nod and shake his head. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. He understood that the sun was high above, just like water, benefiting all things without competing, and being in the places that everyone hates. Isn't this what Taoists call "Tao"?

Perhaps this is the true meaning of Tao. There is no such thing as closed-door cultivation or sudden enlightenment. The Tao follows nature and is unrestrained and free from demands. There are no unnecessary rules and regulations. The Tao is the Tao, it is that simple.

Quan Xinzi suddenly felt enlightened, and the restraints on his body seemed to begin to loosen. Starting from the depths of his soul and spreading throughout his body, the meridians around his body began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The spiritual power consumed last night gradually recovered, slowly condensed, and became more and more solid. Traces of Tao began to appear in his mind, and the spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness also began to slowly condense.

Gradually, a trace of Dao Seal began to take shape, slowly settling in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a hint of warmth spread from his Dantian, which was a sign that the Dao Seal was condensing. Quan Xinzi immediately understood that once the Dao Seal took shape, he would be able to truly enter the Dao Xuan Realm, and then the three seals would merge into one, and he would have a chance to reach the Heavenly Stage.

He was so happy that he was planning to go back to retreat and concentrate on condensing the Dao Seal to avoid mistakes when branding. But at this time, the disciples at the foot of the mountain came back one after another. They didn't know that Quan Xinzi was at a critical moment, and thought he was waiting for them at the mountain gate. The loud calls reached his ears, and Quan Xinzi's mood was interrupted.

Once the state of mind is broken, it is difficult to return to the previous state of mind. Quan Xinzi didn't say much, and tried several times but still failed. Finally, he shook his head helplessly, thinking that the opportunity had been lost, and he could only accept his fate if he couldn't catch it.

The Dao Seal was halfway through condensation, and the prototype was stuck in the Dantian and could not be completed. Naturally, it could not be imprinted on the Purple Yuan Zhenqi, otherwise the Dao method would not work and there would be endless troubles. Quan Xinzi had to give up. He looked up and saw that a dozen disciples were almost there. The leading disciple brought two children, one about ten years old and the other six or seven years old. Quan Xinzi sighed and asked the reason.

It turned out that the two children were grandchildren of an old farmer named Zhu. Quan Xinzi remembered Zhu and knew that his family was poor, so the Taoist temple helped him a lot. A few years ago, Zhu's son and daughter-in-law went out to the market and disappeared, leaving behind two hungry children. Zhu worked hard to raise them.

There was a heavy rain last night, and flash floods broke out. Quan Xinzi sent his disciples down the mountain to help, and one disciple also went to Zhu Laohan's house. But Zhu Laohan's oxen were about to give birth at this time, and the stubborn oxen refused to leave home, so they gave birth in the cowshed with difficulty.

Old Man Zhu was living a tight life with his two grandsons. The oxen meant a lot to him and were the livelihood of his family. How could he give them up so easily? The disciple of Quanxin Sect was not good enough to take the ox away by force unless he didn't care about the life or death of the ox. So Old Man Zhu was left alone to take care of the oxen, and entrusted his two grandsons to the disciples of Zhengxin Sect for shelter.

That disciple, with his two children, discussed with his fellow apprentices, and led the people living at the foot of the mountain to higher ground to avoid the flood. After two hours of hard work, they had just resettled more than 60 households in the nearest mountain village. The disciples were preparing to continue resettling people in more distant villages, but it was just daybreak and the heavy rain that was supposed to come in the second half of the month slowly stopped.

Just as they were about to continue their action, Quan Xinzi was unable to continue to condense the Dao Seal because his state of mind was interrupted, which made him feel a little helpless and regretful. However, he was not discouraged by this, but became more determined on his path of cultivation. He understood that the path of cultivation was long and full of variables, and every setback was a test of his character.