The path of the alchemists in the pre-Qin period, from the physical body to the spiritual, was very rough, and it was an overall improvement in the general direction.
"The Golden Pill Path integrates the essence, energy and spirit, gathers the essence of the whole body in one place, cultivates a golden pill, and breaks through from one point..."
From that day on, he also read the Five-Colored Golden Elixir Sutra, and also recited the unrevealed secret of the Buddhist ancestral temple - the Sakyamuni Sutra.
Wang Xuan immersed himself in the world of cultivation, comparing various scriptures and gaining something every day. These scriptures involved alchemists, Taoism, Buddhism, etc.
"What is that? I seem to have found another secret path?!"
Half a month later, Wang Xuan's spirit was like a lamp hanging in the night sky. When he looked inward and explored his body, he unexpectedly discovered a blurry scene in the fog.
After reaching the realm of Burning Lamp, the fog in the flesh and blood was dispelled, but it was also relative. The land of life that he had not been able to set foot on was still surrounded by fog.
Wang Xuan’s spiritual consciousness moved forward. Although he was still unable to step onto the Land of Life and had not entered this realm, he was able to gain a foothold in the thick fog that emerged from it.
He walked forward along the wisps of mist, approaching a blurry area.
The fog seemed to have constructed a road, curling and steaming forward. He kept walking forward, and gradually, he saw the scenery in the distance.
It was a very desolate area, as if no one had been here for many years. Far ahead, there was a post station on the roadside. In the dim light, there were lanterns hanging, but they were almost all extinguished.
Like a style from a very ancient era, the post station was dilapidated and some of the houses had collapsed. Only one lantern was still lit, emitting a flickering light.
Wang Xuan's spiritual energy was like a burning lamp. When he approached the post station, he found that the hanging lantern had become brighter.
This seemed to be his inn, his road. He lit a lamp to illuminate the place, and the light of the lantern began to soften.
He knew a long time ago that there were many secret paths, such as: the inner scene secret path, the heavenly medicine secret path, the dead land secret path...
In addition, there is a secret road that others cannot see but actually exists. Only those who discover this area can walk on it.
“Find the way!”
Wang Xuan looked forward. It was pitch black at the end of the horizon. In the blur, there seemed to be a village. There were no lights in each house. It was quiet and even a little depressing.
He frowned and did not move forward. Instead, he explored the closer post station. There were not many people here and there were signs of previous use.
The kitchen that had not collapsed actually had a faint fragrance, and there were residues of dried up miraculous medicine in the pot. Was this left behind by a cultivator?
Wang Xuan was shocked and felt it was very strange. This road was puzzling and confusing. It was as if there really was such a place and his spirit had accidentally entered it.
"This is not a post station for ordinary people. It seems to be a resting place for extraordinary people on the road. Even the food is not ordinary."
Later, he found a wine gourd and pulled out the cork. After all these years, there was still the aroma of wine and a little crystal liquid inside.
"This..." He showed a surprised look. The aroma of wine made him feel refreshed and his mental strength became more condensed.
He thought about it and poured it into his mouth. He was in a conscious state now and did not feel disgusted.
Only three drops of sticky wine fell, shining with a light golden luster. After falling into his mouth, they quickly turned into energy.
In an instant, his mental consciousness seemed to be on fire and became brighter. He kept trembling and felt dizzy, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.
His mental strength was actually increasing rapidly, directly increasing by about one tenth.
This made Wang Xuan trance-like, and he stood in this ancient kitchen.
In the dilapidated inn with some houses collapsed, there was a wine gourd left with only three drops of wine, but how could it have such an amazing effect?
Wang Xuan's heart was in turmoil, and his mind was filled with thoughts. Where on earth had he come to? What kind of road was this? !
“Heavenly medicine, inner scene, dead land, path-finding…they are all the essence of the old techniques and belong to the secret path of the Great Dao. This time I embarked on a path-finding journey and came to an incredible place?!”
This is just an inn, but we have gained such a harvest. There must be even more incredible areas ahead.
Wang Xuan searched here and found nothing else of value.
He looked ahead with his spiritual eyes. Apart from the lifeless village, there seemed to be a hazy light, lights, and a huge city at the end of the earth!
He couldn't help but walk forward. Behind him, the post station became more lively, and then the hanging lanterns lit up one after another.
Wang Xuan approached the dark village, wanting to search here, and even more wanted to pass through here and get closer to the bright area at the end of the horizon.
Suddenly, he looked up quickly. There were no stars or moonlight in the dark night sky. At this moment, something fell down. It was a piece of withered yellow paper.
He couldn't help but reach out to catch it!
Suddenly I realized that this month is about to pass. If you have not cast your monthly tickets yet, don’t forget to do so.
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