In the early morning, the sun rises.

In the backyard of Fuxi Hall in Gantian Town, Mao Xiaofang was sitting in the backyard, meditating quietly, and guiding the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse himself.

"What's going on? The sky has changed, and the void is like a desert..."

Not long after he entered the tranquility, Mao Xiaofang opened his eyes and looked at the sky with a little confusion: "Even if the time is wrong, it shouldn't be like this. The inspiration of heaven and earth is exhausted?"

Every day, the hour of Mao is really the most pure and pure spiritual energy in the day. When the pure energy rises, it is also the best time for those who practice Taoism to practice every day.

After reaching out and counting the time, Mao Xiaofang walked out of the back hall with a puzzled look on his face!

"The heaven and earth are clear and clear, I will give me the gods: the ancestor borrows the Dharma and the divine eyes are enlightened!"

"This is..."

Standing in the yard, a faint golden light passed through Mao Xiaofang's eyes. The normal celestial phenomena just now changed color instantly with the blessing of divine power in their eyes.

From the perspective of the spiritual eye, in the void, a huge torrent of spiritual energy was like waves, rushing endlessly, and the entire sky emitted a faint fluorescence.

Seeing this scene, Mao Xiaofang was shocked and jumped onto the roof. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was gathering in one direction. On the back mountain of Gantian Town, a huge spiritual vortex covered the void, like a black hole, quickly devouring the inspiration that radius of thousands of miles.

Looking at this shocking scene, Mao Xiaofang was instantly shocked. At this moment, his heart was surging and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"This...is this Pure Yang Xian?"

He naturally knew that there was only one person who could cause such an inspiration in Gantian Town, and that was his mysterious master.

Moreover, this kind of existence is probably the only one in the entire human world.

What really shocked him and couldn't help himself was that although he had always known that the Pure Yang Immortal had unfathomable Taoism, it was the first time he felt the horror of an immortal like this.

I think he is also a Taoist real person, only one step away from the position of the Heavenly Master, and it should not be far from the real immortal. But until now, he realized that he was just a frog in the well, and the difference between him and the real immortal was simply a huge difference.

Even when the immortal was sucking inspiration from heaven and earth, he couldn't even gather spiritual energy. Thinking of this, Mao Xiaofang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Master, what are you doing? Climbing up to the roof early in the morning to see the sky..."

Just now, Yu Dachu and Mao Hai, who were getting up early to practice, looked at Mao Xiaofang who was in deep thought on the roof, and couldn't help but look confused.

"You two, practice hard, have something to do for your teacher, go out..."

After being awakened by his apprentice, Mao Xiaofang withdrew his thoughts, gave an order, jumped out of the courtyard wall, and headed towards the place where the spiritual energy gathered.

"What's wrong with the master? I was talking in the morning?"

Looking at Mao Xiaofang who disappeared from the roof, Yu Dachu couldn't help scratching his head and muttered.

"Who knows?"

When Mao Hai heard his junior brother's muttering, he also spread his hands and signaled that he didn't know.

......

In the back mountain of Gantian Town, Mao Xiaofang ran wildly, his body as light as a swallow. Every crossing was a few feet away, and the mountains and forests were covered with thorns, and to him, he was like walking on flat ground.

Although his cultivation level cannot be achieved by flying in the wind and crossing out of thin air, it is still no problem to travel thousands of miles a day with the help of talismans. Naturally, it is impossible to stop him by the mere mountain road.

"Well... the dragon's energy is thriving and the earth's energy is surging. This must be the master's method."

Running between the mountains, Mao Xiaofang could clearly detect the changes in the dragon vein. In a few days, the barren mountains on weekdays became full of vitality, and even the plants and trees seemed much green and crisp.

However, what he saw was only appearance. If the dragon vein in the past was a hidden dragon, which could bless future generations and last forever, then the dragon vein now was in a state of thriving, showing the power of a flying dragon in the sky.

In a short time, the dragon vein will indeed revive the earth veins of a place and be blessed continuously. However, although this dragon vein in Gantian Town was stimulated by Li Yang to erupt early, there was no slight dragon energy overflowing. This means that the villagers of Gantian Town obviously cannot receive the blessing of the dragon energy.

All the foundation of this dragon vein will be absorbed by the dragon egg buried deep in the dragon vein and turned into its hatching power.

So what Mao Xiaofang saw was just an appearance. On the surface, this barren mountain range was indeed full of vitality, but this was just a collateral effect of the awakening of the earth's veins. With his cultivation, he naturally could not see the dragon egg hidden deep in the dragon veins.

......

"Master, disciple Mao Xiaofang, come and visit!"

Shortly after Li Yang finished his work, Mao Xiaofang's voice came from under the cliff. He was not surprised by this.

"Come up!"

With Li Yang's figure, Mao Xiaofang was excited and leveraged on the rock wall, and jumped onto the platform in an instant.

"Congratulations to my uncle, my move to my new home. I will ask Achu and Ahai to prepare some daily necessities to bring them to my uncle!"

After looking into the cave on the platform, Mao Xiaofang's eyes were full of envy.

In fact, he has always envied those idle clouds and wild cranes who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but he is responsible for the important task of raising Maoshan. This kind of life is obviously something that can only be thought about.

"You're welcome, please sit down!"

Pointing to the stone bench beside him, Li Yang waved his hand and a brand new tea set appeared on the platform: "Please use tea!"

"Sumeric mustard seeds, the universe in the sleeve! Master is very powerful..."

Looking at Li Yang's methods, Mao Xiaofang's eyes suddenly shone with desire.

Their Heavenly Master Tao was passed down from the Maoshan School, and they practiced talismans and formations. Although he was a little proficient in medical fortune-telling and astrology, he was rare in magical powers, let alone space magical powers, which he had only heard of and had never seen.

"It has been rumored that the immortal is thousands of miles away, the universe is inverted, and it is in one mind. Today, the nephew is truly eye-opening!"

"Haha... the junior nephew is serious. This is just a small trick. It is far from being a reversal of the world. If the junior nephew likes it, you might as well come to me to sit more often. I can tell you the mystery of this space."

Although Li Yang did not like those who were good at flattery and flattering, he had long been tired of listening to it, but the upright and unscrupulous character like Mao Xiaofang was very helpful to him.

"Thank you, my uncle. I will always bother you. I hope my uncle will not complain about your purity at that time."

Although he was jealous of Li Yang's magical powers, Mao Xiaofang also knew that these methods of Sumeru mustard seeds are generally secrets that are not passed on. They are not disciples who inherit the legacy, and they will never be able to communicate with them.

However, he did not expect that Li Yang was so easy to talk to. This legendary magical power could teach him as soon as he preached, which naturally made him so happy. He sighed in his heart that it was indeed a great place to enjoy the cool air under the big tree.

No wonder those disciples of famous sects with backers all have nostrils and are not very capable, but they are very proud.

Li Yang naturally didn't know the feeling in Mao Xiaofang's heart. He had already abandoned his vision when he practiced to the point of his current practice. Apart from his own core secret techniques, he would not hide his weaknesses after understanding the great way.

And sometimes, teaching disciples is not a kind of practice.

Moreover, according to his observation, he found that the practice methods in this world are very problematic, some of which are similar to the way of celestial immortals in the multiverse, but they lack core things.

In the multiverse, although the Tao of the celestial immortals did not pay attention to the physical body in the early stages, Taoist disciples who practiced Taoism would return to use magic power to nourish the physical body to make up for the foundation and prepare for the three disasters.

But there is no sign of this world. Apart from some fist and foot skills, it does not pay attention to the warmth of the body. It only increases magic power and nourishes the soul, resulting in a complete imbalance in the spirit and spirit. In Li Yang's view, this kind of practice method of taking a different sword is completely seeking death.

If the soul grows too much, and the later stage of cultivation, the body cannot carry the soul at all, resulting in the separation of the spirit and flesh. At that time, there may be only one way to transform into the ghost immortals, and the great way will be hopeless from then on.

"Mr. My husband, I think your current practice method seems to only cultivate the soul and magic power, and it is completely unlucky to nourish the body. Is this the current practice method?"

Although he had some guesses in his mind, Li Yang could not make a conclusion before he understood the truth.

"this..."

Hearing Li Yang's words, Mao Xiaofang was stunned. Isn't this common sense in the world of cultivation?

Although he was puzzled, in the face of Li Yang's problem, Mao Xiaofang still spoke: "Master, since ancient times, I, Taoism, have always been committed to abandoning the body, transcending the soul, or ascending to heaven and being enfeoffed, or working in the underworld."

"It's just that the saying of heaven has always been a legend. As long as we practitioners become the celestial master, they will be granted pardon from the underworld. After death, they will be appointed as the Yin God. Although they are not as purely yang immortals as their master, they are at least ranked among the heavenly gods and have endless lifespans. This is also the ultimate goal of our practitioners."

"Is the soul transcendent? So that's it..."

Hearing this, Li Yang instantly understood what was wrong. The way of cultivation in this world has gone astray, and even had no hope of becoming a celestial immortal throughout his life. The practitioners also felt that all this was taken for granted.

Even in their opinion, the celestial immortal is the god of the heavenly court, and there is no essential difference between the Yin God of the underworld.

Although there have been some speculations, Li Yang was still shuddered after getting Mao Xiaofang's confirmation. It is obvious that the path of this world has been cut off, and it was cut off by man, with the purpose of preventing transcendent creatures from appearing in this world.

This world is a parallel world of the multiverse. Although both are independent worlds and seem to have nothing to do with each other, since they are parallel worlds, they will be affected by the multiverse. Even if the path to practicing Taoism is different, it will not fall to this point.

I just don’t know whether it is fate or the Pangu clan who cut off the path of the world, and only these two have the ability to cut off the path of the great path and seal the world.

"Master...is the current way of practice? It's too different from your era..."

Seeing Li Yang's solemn expression on his face, Mao Xiaofang asked carefully.

It’s not that he was so careful. Li Yang’s face was really ugly now, and the air around him solidified under Li Yang’s pressure.

Even with Mao Xiaofang's firm heart of Tao, under the breath that Li Yang accidentally leaked, he was frightened and could not control himself.

"Sorry! I'm losing my composure..."

Seeing the cold sweat on Mao Xiaofang's forehead, Li Yang immediately came to his senses and smiled apologetically: "The way of practicing in your era is indeed different from that in my era."

"I will pass on you a method, but you have to make a great oath. Without my permission, you must not pass it privately, and even your disciples cannot."

After pondering for a while, Li Yang stood up, carried his hands on his back, and looked at the high sky with a serious expression.

"I am willing to swear that the way of heaven is above. If the master and uncle do not agree, I, Mao Xiaofang, will never pass it on. If I violate today's words, I, I, will be dispersed by the soul and scattered."

Seeing Li Yang's solemn expression, Mao Xiaofang did not hesitate at all. In his opinion, the method passed down by his master could not be passed on without his permission.

Not only did Li Yang lose, but his character would never reveal the Dharma in private.

"Very good... I hope you will devote yourself to practicing from now on, and don't expect you to open up the way for this world. I just hope that you can achieve your own transcendence and it will not be in vain for my teachings today..."

Seeing Mao Xiaofang so straightforward, Li Yang pointed it out with one hand and instantly poked his forehead, and a hidden thought came out.

Li Yang did not teach any profound methods, but only completed what this world lacked.

"Thank you, Master, for teaching the Dharma!"
To be continued...