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Liu Dongtian laughed loudly, "Well said, I heard you. You who have practiced Taoism in Baiyun Temple for half your life are not as free and easy as this little girl."
Lu Jin also smiled and said, "During the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the old Taoist priest also felt that this little girl had an extraordinary character."
Feng Baobao said blankly: "Are you willing to help us?"
After laughing happily and catching his breath, Liu Dongtian said cheerfully, "Before I die, I will certainly help the younger generation. I am also curious about the scenery of Luofeng, so it's a good opportunity for me to go with you two young friends."
Zhang Chulan's knees went weak and he knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Liu Dongtian willingly.
Chapter 442: Soul Shedding Shell
"The old master asked you to come to me, so do you know the origin of the soul shedding its shell?"
Liu Dongtian asked.
Zhang Chulan shook his head.
Liu Dongtian was a little tired and didn't have the energy to teach the younger generation, so he called Liu Xingyang: "Xingyang, you come and explain to Chu Lan."
"Yes"
Liu Xingyang, the scripture teacher of Baiyun Temple, has almost the same status in Baiyun Temple as Zhang Qianhe, the eldest disciple of Tianshi. Although he is not of high generation, he is highly talented and has deep cultivation. Many of his disciples have learned skills from him on behalf of the master.
Liu Xingyang knows all the Quanzhen stories by heart: "The term 'soul shedding its shell' comes from the story of Li Tieguai, the leader of the Eight Immortals. You must have heard of it. Legend has it that his soul left his body and went to attend the meeting of the immortals at Mount Huashan. He ordered his disciples to guard his body and return within seven days. If he did not return within seven days, he would let his disciples burn his body."
"On the sixth day, news of his master's death came from his family. The disciple was so anxious that he burned his master's body and went home. As a result, Li Xian, who returned on the seventh day, could only find an ugly, hungry corpse to live with. He became the legendary Li Tieguai."
After briefly summarizing the story of Tieguai Li, Liu Xingyang changed the subject: "But this is just a secular drama. In fact, like the original purpose of Journey to the West, the story of the Eight Immortals also contains the key points of Quanzhen practice."
"The first one refers to sexual power. Do not let your primordial spirit leave your shell. Remind Quanzhen disciples that when your power is insufficient, do not rashly try to release your yang spirit. Resist the desire. Although the immortal meeting is wonderful, do not be greedy."
"The two are life, don't lose sight of the main point and pursue the trivial. Remind Quanzhen disciples that tempering the body is to lay a solid foundation, not to paint the wall. A disheveled beggar can achieve enlightenment, and a golden turtle is stronger than a clay Buddha."
"So, 'Primordial Soul Shedding' is not a good term in Quanzhen. It refers to the fact that a disciple with insufficient power rashly releases his Yang Soul, which results in the Yang Soul being unable to return to the physical body. I don't understand why the Heavenly Master asked you to come to Quanzhen to ask for 'Primordial Soul Shedding'. This is a synonym for going astray in Quanzhen."
Zhang Chulan couldn't explain it either. The Heavenly Master just told them to come to Liu Dongtian to help them shed their souls.
"That was in the past. So that's how it is." Liu Dongtian suddenly chuckled, tasting the meaning: "Now that the underworld has emerged, if the soul is allowed to shed its shell and the body is destroyed, as if the body is dead and the soul has left, it is possible to attract the ghost messenger to arrest the soul, and then it can naturally sneak into the underworld."
"No wonder the Heavenly Master asked you to come find me. There are many techniques that can expel the soul from the body, such as blowing air, but they are all killing methods that will cause damage to the soul. Only the Quanzhen Yang Shen can allow the soul to leave the body without any damage. I am the only one in the Four-Nine City who can help others to expel the Yang Shen!"
"It's really hard for the Heavenly Master to be able to think of a way to truly walk in the underworld from the way the Quanzhen people went astray."
Liu Dongtian laughed at Lu Jin: "Old Lu, don't be fooled by your fancy clothes, you are actually very traditional. The Lu family's rules for students are engraved in your bones. Respect your teachers and love your children. Don't forget kindness or grudges. You are actually very disciplined in your behavior."
"Look at the Heavenly Master, who has lived in the mountains for a long time and has never been to the mundane world. But he is the one with a truly agile mind. He can see through everything and let it go. He can think of any solution."
"Hmph." Lu Jin snorted lightly without refutation.
After all, he is over a hundred years old, so Lu Jin naturally heard the hidden meaning in Liu Dongtian's words.
The Sanyi Sect has been destroyed for sixty years, and Wu Gensheng's life or death is unknown. You, Lu Jin, may be the only person involved in the incident. Why don't you let it go and make it hard on yourself?
Seeing that Lu Jin remained silent, Liu Dongtian sighed, knowing that Lu Jin was still brooding over what happened at Trinity Gate.
Wu Gensheng first broke into the Sanyi Sect and killed Lu Jin's master, the leader of the Sanyi Sect, the Daying Immortal Zuo Rutong, and the Sanyi Sect was disbanded.
In order to seek revenge, Lu Jin gathered the remaining disciples of Sanyi Sect to besiege Wu Gensheng. As a result, all the remaining brothers and sisters of Sanyi Sect, except Lu Jin, died at the hands of Wu Gensheng.
But what Liu Dongtian didn't know was that in order to seek revenge, Lu Jin neglected Zheng Zibu's request for help, so Zheng Zibu died tragically at the hands of someone who coveted the "Tongtian Lu", and even his hometown village was destroyed.
Not only did he let down his brothers, but he also harmed his master. How could Lu Jin not feel remorseful and regretful? After years of regret, this matter had already become a demon in his heart.
Liu Dongtian didn't have the energy to persuade Lu Jin anymore, so he asked Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao to come forward, and dismissed the rest of the Baiyun Temple disciples who he thought were in the way.
Liu Xingyang wanted to stay and take care of Liu Dongtian, but was also driven away by Liu Dongtian: "Why are you staying here? It's enough to have Lao Lu as the guardian. Are you more powerful than Lao Lu? I have said everything I should say. Just do it. Why do you have to wait until I close my eyes to be satisfied?"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Liu Xingyang had no choice but to pull the other brothers away, leaving only Lu Jin, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao in the room. Even Lu Linglong was temporarily driven out by Lu Jin.
"Chu Lan, there is a sandalwood box in the middle drawer of the bookshelf on the south wall. Take it here."
Liu Dongtian panted and spoke quickly to Zhang Chulan. He felt his strength disappearing as fast as the water stains on the table. If he delayed any further, he was afraid that he would not have the strength to help Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao's souls shed their shells.
Zhang Chulan found the sandalwood box that Liu Dongtian mentioned. The wooden box was pull-out type and not very large, about the same size as two folding fans stacked together. However, the box exuded a unique fragrance that made Zhang Chulan calm down as soon as he smelled it.
Lu Jin's nostrils twitched, and then he complained, "It's the Gao family's soul-nourishing incense. You miser, you're still hiding this thing at this time. Why don't you enjoy it?"
Liu Dongtian smiled and said, "This thing is of little use to me, so why enjoy it? It's better to leave it for the younger generation."
"Chu Lan, take out the incense from the wooden box and light it up."
"Okay." Zhang Chulan glanced around and saw the three-legged incense burner on the altar.
When he opened the wooden box, a fragrant aroma filled his nose. Zhang Chulan took out three incense sticks, lit them with a match next to the incense burner, and inserted them steadily into the incense burner.
The smoke curled up like clouds, mountain mist, and swimming fish, lingering around the beams and lingering for a long time.
Feng Baobao fanned it with her hands out of curiosity: "It smells so good, it feels like I'm giving my soul a hot spring bath, so warm."
Zhang Chulan followed suit, and then wondered, "Really? Why can't I feel it?"
Liu Dongtian said: "The soul-nourishing incense can warm the soul, but it can only be clearly felt after the yang spirit is produced and the soul leaves the body. It is normal that you can't feel it. This Miss Feng can feel it, which only proves that her six senses are sharp and her soul is strong. Even if the flesh body is blocking it, she can still feel the changes in the outside world."
"This is harder than sitting in a room with the doors and windows closed and feeling the south wind blowing outside."
Liu Dongtian looked at Feng Baobao and said, "Little girl, your soul is strong, it will be easier for me to control you. You go first."
The kernels are larger and easier to peel, just like an uglimelin is easier to peel than a kumquat.
Feng Baobao sat cross-legged in front of Liu Dongtian. Liu Dongtian took a breath of Qi and hit Feng Baobao on the forehead with a palm.
The air wave blew up Feng Baobao's long hair. Unlike blowing air, forcibly blasting out the soul of others, even if the soul leaves the body, it will still make people feel drowsy and confused.
Liu Dongtian used soft force, and the Qi attached to Feng Baobao's soul like slippery oil, allowing her soul to slide out of her body through the Tianling Gate on its own, which is the so-called Yin Shen shedding its shell.
But before Feng Baobao's soul could completely slide out, it suddenly shrank back. Feng Baobao blinked, not knowing what had happened.
Liu Dongtian's eyes suddenly became serious, and Zhang Chulan hurriedly asked: "Master, what happened?"
"Miss Feng's soul is very special. It seems to be stuck to her body, just like the legendary Hanba, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor who came back from the dead. If we forcibly pull out her soul, I'm afraid she will be hurt."
"Then there's no need for you to go, Sister Baoer. You can just wait for me at Baiyun Temple."
Zhang Chulan was worried that Feng Baobao's physical abnormality would be discovered by Liu Dongtian, so he tried to cover it up. After all, Master Liu Dongtian was about to die, but there was also Master Lu Jin next to him.
Feng Baobao didn't care whether to go or not: "Okay."
Liu Dongtian was curious: "Miss Feng, who is your master?"
Feng Baobao read out the answer she and Zhang Chulan had agreed upon before: "My master won't let me tell anyone his identity."
"He was worried that I would cause trouble for him in the company."
Isn't Nadutong a legitimate company? How could it get into trouble?
Lu Jin knew a little about the nature of Feng Baobao's temporary job, so he spoke up to help Feng Baobao: "Alright, a dying person still has so many questions. If the girl doesn't want to talk, please don't force her."
Liu Dongtian nodded: "That's right. Then Chu Lan, come here."
Feng Baobao made way and Zhang Chulan sat here obediently. The hand shining with Qi slowly stroked his forehead. The familiar scene reminded him of the time when the old Taoist priest tried to enlighten him in Mount Longhu not long ago.
Now that I think about it, that scene happened only a few months ago.
'So much has happened in such a short time, I thought it had been years.'
"Okay, Chu Lan, stand up."
Liu Dongtian's voice interrupted Zhang Chulan's reverie. He subconsciously stood up according to Liu Dongtian's instructions, but floated directly to the ceiling. He could only see the back of his head getting farther and farther away from him.
Zhang Chulan raised his translucent hands and passed through the beams: "I'll be out soon."
Liu Dongtian said: "Of course, you are a disciple of Longhu Mountain, so what kind of accidents can happen?"
Zhang Chulan asked curiously, "Master, you seem to have more energy."
Liu Dongtian pointed calmly at his own remains on the bed and said, "I am already dead, so my internal energy will naturally be sufficient."
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On the ground, Feng Baobao poked Zhang Chulan's face, because she suddenly felt that after Zhang Chulan's soul shed its shell, the originally dormant Qi in his body suddenly began to beat, like the first heartbeat of a newborn baby.
The Qi was beating faster and faster. After the Qi flowed through the meridians throughout the body, Zhang Chulan suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and shining.
'Zhang Chulan' and Feng Baobao just sat on the ground, looking at each other curiously.
Liu Dongtian was silent for a moment: "You two were sent by the old Heavenly Master to play tricks on me, right?"
After repairing the rusty iron, I was stunned.
I guessed wrong! The demon sword was not taken away by Lu Ci, but was left in the northeast.
I guessed wrong, but the Yulong Society I created guessed right. There is a high possibility that the demon sword is in the Gao family's sword tomb.
Complex inside.
Chapter 443: The Ghostly Soul
There were two people in total. One's soul seemed to be stuck together with his physical body, and the other soul came out smoothly, but there turned out to be another one in the physical body?
You still say that the Heavenly Master didn’t choose them to entertain the Taoist priest?
Lu Jin had lived for a century and had never heard of Zhang Chulan's situation, and Liu Dongtian had never seen such a thing in his entire life.
'Zhang Chulan' plopped down like a baby, sitting on the ground with legs spread out, his body glowing like a flame, burning fiercely.
The flame-like appearance of the golden light did not last long, and it quickly condensed into a thin amber-like protective shield.
Zhang Chulan himself was stunned: "Using Qi to transform into a human form?"
The advancement threshold of the Golden Light Spell is to transform into Qi. The golden light is as hard as iron and can be molded into various shapes. When Zhang Lingyu met Zhang Chulan for the first time, he condensed the golden light into a giant hand and grabbed Zhang Chulan in his hand, forcing Zhang Chulan to use the Yang Five Thunders to break it.
Zhang Chulan has an excellent talent and although it is not difficult for him to transform into a human form with Qi, he has not been able to break through to the realm of transforming into a human form because he has had a ten-year gap, his life cultivation is shallow, and his foundation is insufficient.
After Zhang Lingyu entered the company, Zhang Chulan discussed with him many times. After Zhang Lingyu had a deep understanding of Zhang Chulan's current level of cultivation, based on his experience, he felt that Zhang Chulan still needed to practice for another two or three months to improve his Qi cultivation before he could reach the point of transforming his Qi into a physical form.
But now Zhang Chulan's physical body has reached this level before him.
Not only that, after Zhang Chulan discovered the power of Yang Wu Lei in his body, it only took him a few seconds to practice Yang Wu Lei to achieve both hardness and softness.
The fierce Yang Thunder, like a soft silk thread emitting white light, shuttled between Zhang Chulan's five fingers.
"Hahaha,"