The special nature of Tiecha Mountain, compared to many Taoist sects, lies in this: Taoism is a blend of various disciplines, but making a ritual sacrifice is a genuine communication with immortals. Mountain spirits and wild monsters are not to be underestimated in the first place, and those with Taoist attainments who enjoy popular worship are even more so.
Indeed, those white rats gathered together, began to crawl forward, and led us through the clouds and mist.
On this, Lao Gong has no opinion, and his interest is more concentrated.
"Immortals are not bound by formations, and there must be various layouts here. We may be able to directly disrupt the Qi Men Dun Jia and reach the source of this fragrance," Wu Jinluan muttered, causing the gentlemen to nod slightly.
The fragrance was too strong, making people feel their pores open.
People are like this, let alone the immortals; their cries have never ceased. Initially, they were chaotic, but after listening for a while, it seemed more harmonious because they all conveyed the same meaning.
After walking for about half an hour, the mist was so thick that one could hardly see their hands in front of their face.
Only because Wu Jinluan was still beside him, he could see it. In order to cope with the changes, Wu Jinluan directly took out a rope and let all the gentlemen hold it.
"With such a thick mist, neither humans nor ghosts can see clearly. Unless the people inside are willing to come out to let the people outside in, even if several big masters come, it would be difficult to do anything," Lao Gong licked his lips and said.
"It's helpless... To begin with, it has already taken a lot of effort to find out that it is here. If we try, we won't even be able to enter this place," said He Lin'an with a sigh.
"It's clear that there are places we would never go under normal circumstances, but these rat spirit mediums have played a significant role," one of the yin-yang masters said promptly.
"This can be considered an alternative approach. Although the practitioners in those years were called alchemists, for them, fengshui and divination were basic abilities. There were countless who sought immortals, consulted diviners, and alleviated people's suffering by dispensing medicine," Wu Jinluan seems to have some understanding of this aspect.
"I asked if alchemy was being practiced?" I just said this, intending to ask if it was a way to enhance strength, but the next moment, I realized that it must not be.
I knew it when I learned the nine schools of art. Throughout history, the things that kings, marquises, and ministers have sought are not all the same, aren't they? They all seek longevity and immortality, or eternal life without death.
"I understand what you mean, Daoist Master Luo, but most of these alchemists practice alchemy not for themselves but for kings. Their purpose is to prolong their lives. Looking back over the past thousand years, emperors who do not achieve immortality during their lives seek to be ghosts or ascended immortals in death. The original transformation that the gentleman pursued was precisely for this reason." Wu Jinluan and I explained.
I was lost in thought and then remembered Qin Weizi.
Qin Weizi's thoughts were about a different type of transformation.
The transformation of the gentleman is after death, where the body appears to be like that of an immortal, breathing as if alive. But what's the point? When a person dies, it's like extinguishing a lamp.
The case is different with the emergence of the Yang Spirit. When the Yang Spirit emerges, it is the soul and spirit wandering in the heavens, taking in the clouds rolling and unfolding in this world!
At least currently, Wu Jinluan cannot reach the level of Qin Weizi, and even Wu Zhongkuan cannot reach it.
He devoted all his thoughts to this matter, which is why he befriended my father and coincidentally did the same thing.
Ding Ruipo also became a fellow traveler in this quest.
As I was lost in thought here, my heart once again trembled, and I thought of something else.
I thought of the old Mr. Qin who had won the third zi in Maoyou's fortune-telling.
I have pondered over it repeatedly, did he really win? Mao You San only played half a set of hexagrams, so does losing lie entirely in Mao You San's hexagrams? Then, is it a loss or a win in the end?
By the way, before the teacher Mao from Bingling, that long-faced man probably said some things. Jin Tai accidentally created a Qin Taizi and Ding Rui Po. Jin Taizi was of little use and died, while Ding Rui Po was surprising to everyone.
According to the rules, except for frequent contact with Ding RuiPo at the Jade Foetus Dao Field, how could Teacher Mao from Bingling have access? The only possible explanation is that there is a very close relationship between Bingling and the Jade Foetus Dao Field. It may have been formed by him. The contact between the Jade Foetus Dao Field and Ding RuiPo is also something he wants to see?
Mao You San practices the art of emanating the Yin Spirit and is pursuing something.
Teacher Mao from Bingling can compete with him in arm-wrestling, indicating that the two are both competing to finish a task.
Ding RuiPo's practice of emanating the Yin Spirit was transformed into emanating the Yang Spirit by me, aiding her in achieving immortality...
Qin Weizi wants me to emanate my Yin Spirit and my Yang Spirit...
Among the four of them, I don't have any specific connections.
But these pieces of information are a kind of connection!
"The desire of the immortals for the Corpse Pill is merely a matter of vitality. Their own transformations require years and months of absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, so consuming Corpse Pills is the fastest shortcut. But what about other kinds of pills? Medicines that can extend life are also things they need. This is why the spirit mediums are leading us," Wu Jinluan continued to speak and explain.
I nodded, putting aside my thoughts.
Perhaps, I've found a clue here, but for now, the target is still the Corpse Pill.
The mist is too heavy, too thick; the sense of direction has been completely lost.
At last, the white rats in front stopped, making a series of shrill screams, indicating they were very excited.
The shamans and Daoists moved, quickly forward, and the fog began to disperse rapidly. Soon I realized the reason, it was because of the fox spirits and yellow spirits on their bodies that were flapping their tails energetically. All were beings with Taoist attainments. To temporarily drive away these fogs should not be a problem.
However, the next moment, the fog suddenly reversed from all directions and even became more dense.
Suddenly, Liu Taiyuan let out a cold snort and waved his sleeves.
I used a single hand to make a hand seal and cast a spell. With the other hand, I fiercely swept out my sleeve, scattering the amulet paper in all directions!
At the same time, I spoke rapidly: "The Great Yangming of Taiyi, the essence of Liangjia. Majestic and grand, sending sand and dust flying. Ascending ten thousand miles into the sky, General Shaoyang. The amulet arrives and is obeyed without hesitation. Hurry as per ritual decree."
With a series of crisp sounds, the amulet papers stuck to the trunks of the trees around. For a moment, the wind was piercing and fierce, causing the trunks to sway and tremble.
The mist dissipated instantly, and it was impossible to gather back together in a few moments.
There are many spells on the Si Guo Mountain, such as fire expulsion, wind dispersion, water attraction, lightning summoning and so on. The combination Taoism of He You Tian utilizes some special changes and brings greater strength.
This wind dispersal spell, when used on a person, is strong enough to knock someone off their feet, even causing their soul and spirit to tremble out.
When used on trees, the strong wind it carries blows away the mist.
None of the shamanic Daoists looked at me with suspicion.
Liu Taiyuan's eyes shone with approval, and he nodded continuously.
Zhang Zhiyi bowed his hands and fists, his humble expression containing a hint of respect.
I had a good impression of him and thought he was not affected by his status. However, Liu Taiyuan's actions towards Chang Xin made me lose all goodwill towards him.
However, I needed everyone to be calm at the moment, so I did not show any other expression. I just gave a friendly smile and then turned my gaze towards Wu Jinlan and others.
"Mr. Wu, take a look at the current situation."
After speaking, I too carefully observed the mountain waist area after the mist dissipated.
The area here is not as flat as Mr. Wu had said earlier.
In front of me, there are three buildings resembling tower-like structures, thin and tall, looking like smokestacks. A faint smell of smoke is coming out from within, making the fragrance even more potent and somewhat eerie!
