nyslfriends Chapter 229 Return, the True Tongtian Valley
Chapter 229 Return, the True Tongtian Valley
Lü Qian chose to accept this scroll of the "Taiping Jing" to leave a path for those destined to receive it in the future.
No matter how difficult it may be to obtain this copy of the "Taiping Jing" (Scripture of Great Peace), it is still a glimmer of hope for people in turmoil.
The pioneers opened up new paths, and the successors built upon and expanded upon them; this is what inheritance is.
Seeing Lü Qian's serious demeanor, Zhuangzi couldn't help but chuckle twice, "Haha, no need to be so tense."
"In the end, the Taiping Jing is just an ordinary scripture. As for which path those who possess the Taiping Jing take, that is the choice of future generations."
"Peace and prosperity are achieved by governing the country and ensuring the well-being of the people, and by changing the world."
"As for what kind of fruit the Tao embodied in the word 'peace' can produce, let nature take its course."
"The Tao is natural and effortless."
Lü Qian put the bamboo slips into his sleeve. Zhuangzi's words are easy to understand.
It's like planting a seed today and leaving its growth to nature. Whether the seed grows into a giant tree that can overturn the heavens and the earth or a bountiful harvest that benefits all people is none of my concern.
This is the Taoist concept of transcendence.
Seemingly detached, yet deeply involved, for without the initial seed, there would be no subsequent changes.
We can ignite a seed of the Way in the world, and what kind of fruit it will bear is up to the people themselves to choose.
"I understand."
Lu Qian carefully put away the ordinary scroll of scripture. He looked at Zhuangzi again, only to find that the old man's figure had returned to an illusion.
"Now that everything is settled, it's time for me, the guest, to leave."
Zhuangzi's illusory figure smiled at Lü Qian, "Junior, we'll meet again someday."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuangzi's illusory figure transformed into several dazzling butterflies and flew in all directions, disappearing again into the boundless void of the inner landscape.
"This junior respectfully bids farewell to Patriarch Nanhua."
Lu Qian watched the butterflies disappear, and he was the only one sitting cross-legged in the void.
"It seems that the test of Patriarch Ziyang is not over yet, but it's time for me to wake up from my dream."
He looked around at the void for a moment, then smiled and closed his eyes, a hazy feeling of sleep washing over him.
"Hmm~"
Lu Qian couldn't help but stretch, slowly opening his closed eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he had already stepped out of the inner world.
"Is this... the Lingtai Stone Chamber, the deepest part of Tongtian Valley?"
Awakening from his dream, Lü Qian looked around at the unfamiliar scenery with some curiosity.
At this moment, he sat cross-legged on a stone bed, dressed exactly as he had in the dream, holding a whisk and carrying a peach wood sword.
But there are a few more things than before.
"roar!"
Just as Lü Qian was observing his surroundings, a huge tiger head suddenly appeared behind him—the very same mount he had tamed in the dream of the Yellow Millet.
The white tiger emerged from behind Lü Qian, leaped off the stone bed, and with its movement, a yellow banner fell from its back to Lü Qian's hand.
"clatter!"
The yellow banner struck the stone bed with a crisp sound, and Lü Qian smiled as he picked up the righteous and spirited banner.
The yellow banner is about four feet eight inches long. Its earthen yellow surface is embroidered with mysterious patterns and wrapped around a jade-white pole. It looks exactly like a pure and righteous ritual implement.
But when pale white Samadhi Fire emerged from Lü Qian's hand, and the flame flickered across the yellow banner, the originally pure and righteous magical artifact instantly changed color.
"hiss--"
The Taoist patterns on the banner were dim, and a cold, ghostly aura emanated from it. A cacophony of ghostly cries came from within the yellow banner, as if a hundred ghosts were wailing.
"It's good that you spirits are still here."
Lu Qian's Samadhi True Fire flared up again, the pale white flames burning along the Dao patterns on the yellow banner. The howling ghostly cries immediately dissipated, and the sinister magic weapon returned to its previous pure and righteous appearance.
"I wonder what kind of expression Grandfather will have when he sees this magic artifact when we get back to the Lü family."
Lu Qian waved the yellow banner, very curious about Lu Ci's reaction to the Hundred Ghosts Banner.
A magical artifact forged from the souls of hundreds of Japanese people—if that old hedgehog Lü Ci were to see it…
The scene was...tsk tsk tsk. Lu Qian shook his head as he thought of Lu Ci's old face with the scar.
He is such a filial son and grandson.
"roar."
Just as Lü Qian was examining the soul banner, the white tiger strolled through the stone chamber, showing great interest in the remaining characters on the walls.
"The Wuzhen Pian, with its inscription on the Lingtai, shows that Patriarch Ziyang put a lot of effort into it."
Lu Qian put away the yellow banner and followed the white tiger to look at the marks on the wall, feeling admiration for Patriarch Zhang Boduan of Ziyang.
"The Three Chariots of Tongtian Valley open a person's Qi channels, enabling them to cultivate. The 'Wuzhen Pian' in the Lingtai Stone Chamber is the path to immortality."
"He planned so much for future generations, it's just a pity he encountered a troublemaker!"
Looking at the remaining fragments of words, Lü Qian cursed again, "The spiritual platform and its creation are completely destroyed... wait, the spiritual platform, the human body..."
"The Governing Vessel passes through three passes, but what about the Conception Vessel?"
As if a flash of inspiration struck him, Lü Qian seemed to realize something: "This is not the end!"
"Ah, the Daoist has grasped the truth!"
"The Qi moves downwards from the Lingtai point, and that location is... right here!"
As he spoke, Lü Qian stood up from the stone bed, raised his right fist high, and with the power of wind and thunder wrapped around it, he slammed it down with tremendous force, crashing it down onto the stone bed beneath him.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the stone bed shattered under Lü Qian's punch, and a slight breeze blew out from the cracks, lifting a few strands of Lü Qian's hair that were floating on his forehead.
The dust that was stirred up was slowly sucked away by the gap beneath Lü Qian before it could even disperse, as if there was an unknown cave beneath that stone bed.
"Just as I suspected, the entire celestial sphere is incomplete; it's only half complete!"
Feeling the gentle breeze on his face, the light in Lü Qian's eyes grew even brighter, and the crimson-gold flames in his pupils flickered on and off.
He raised his right fist, and dust mixed with small pebbles fell from the gap created by Lü Qian's punch, while a hollow sound came from below.
"Master Ziyang, you are truly amazing."
Lu Qian's feelings at this moment were like those of someone who had lost an ancestral treasure and then suddenly regained it.
An excited expression shone in his eyes, which shone with a crimson-gold radiance, making the light within them burn even brighter.
"roar?"
The white tiger in the distance shook off the dust that had settled on its body and let out a puzzled roar at Lü Qian.
"It's okay, just stay away."
After giving an order, Lu Qian suddenly unleashed layers of power from his hands, which intertwined and transformed into a surging wave that abruptly erupted downwards.
"boom!"
It was as if a void had been suddenly blasted open, and the explosion, along with dust and rubble, was swept into an opening beneath the ruins of the stone bed.
Lu Qian stood in front of the cave entrance, his robes fluttering in the wind, then gradually calming down, revealing his crimson-gold pupils as his hair danced in the breeze.
"It's open! This is the real Tongtian Valley!"
The mysteries of Tongtian Valley go far beyond the few points mentioned by Wang Zhenqiu in the original work, because although that guy has learned a lot, his understanding of life cultivation is not deep enough.
Leaving aside the fact that the Wuzhen Pian is considered one of the "Kings of Alchemical Classics" alongside the Zhouyi Cantongqi, it is a testament to the value of this work.
The structure of Tongtian Valley alone fully explains the mysteries of internal alchemy cultivation.
The overall structure of Tongtian Valley resembles a human body without limbs.
A human body operating the Great Circulation!
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