Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 1394 Mutation and Mutation

"It's you!"

The old man looked at Wang Han and murmured to himself.

Wang Han sat cross-legged.

He closed the distance towards the old man.

I originally wanted to ask after the Zen Ceremony, but now I took this opportunity to ask Wang Han.

"Old senior, take a good look to see if I am the person you met before!"

The old man held the candle and looked at Wang Han carefully.

Then he thought for a while, lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Yes, it's exactly the same as what I saw that year."

Wang Han asked the old man to sit down, took the candle, and brought the candle close to him.

"Old senior, after you saw me, what did we say and what did I do? Can you remember anything else?"

The old man looked at Wang Han carefully.

"Just drink, then you look at the night sky and talk to yourself, and then you go to the altar and stand all night."

"And after that?"

The old man thought for a while, then suddenly stood up and looked at Wang Han with his slightly cloudy eyes.

"I can't seem to remember anything after that, huh? What happened after that?"

The old man began to ask himself again.

Taking the candle from Wang Han's hand, the flame swayed and came close to Wang Han's cheek.

The old man looked at it carefully for a long time.

Shaking his head.

"You're not him!"

The old man stood up and walked out holding a candle.

When he reached the door, the old man turned around and smiled at Wang Han.

"Little Taoist Master, it's cold at night in the mountains. Cover yourself with a quilt. I'll close the door for you."

Wang Han looked at the old man who was sometimes confused and sometimes sober, and he couldn't ask anything.

It's still early.

Everything about this place is original.

The water is brought up from the bottom of the mountain, there is no electricity, and the houses are old and I don’t know when they were built.

Wang Han lay on the bed and pondered for a while, then closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

It's around five o'clock in the morning.

Wang Han got up.

Someone outside has already begun the final preparations for the Zen Ceremony.

Wang Han washed his face.

After taking a sip of the refreshing spring water, you will feel a sweet aftertaste.

There are two altars of heaven and earth in the Zen ceremony.

The Temple of Heaven is round.

The earth altar is square.

It coincides with the principle that the sky is round and the earth is round.

It is called "Sacrifice to Heaven", and Zen refers to "Sacrifice to Earth".

Regarding the Zen Ceremony, there are records in many ancient books.

There is also a record in "Historical Records", "Decensing a seal to reward heaven, and descending to meditate to eliminate the earth."

Basically, it is a grand ceremony for ancestors to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Throughout the ages, the Zen ceremony has been held by meritorious emperors during times of peace and prosperity or when auspiciousness descended from heaven.

The Nine Paths of the World are similar to this path.

But there are still many differences in details.

The purpose of the Nine Paths in the World is to act in accordance with heaven and not to touch the imperial power.

Every Zen ceremony is held when the new Taoist master ascends the throne.

It is designed to allow the new Taoist master to establish a connection with the nature of heaven and earth.

These things Yue Hongzhuo told Wang Han are mysterious and mysterious. After all, this old guy is just a Taoist leader. He still can't tell the specific details and can only wait for Wang Han to realize it himself.

Wang Han looked at the sky.

The east is glowing with fish belly white.

It is sunny.

Wang Han stretched his muscles.

Yue Hongzhuo sent Wang Han a new set of clothes specially used for the Zen ceremony.

Wang Han, who changed into a long gown, gave people a different temperament.

Compared to Wang Han, who was all about selling goods on the floor before, at this moment, Wang Han inadvertently revealed a natural power when he raised his hands and feet.

Song Buyan stood in the distance and looked at Wang Han, "What a resemblance!"

Luo Qian, who was holding a cigarette and eating snacks next to him, asked, "Who do you look like?"

"Old Taoist Master!"

"If it doesn't look like that, something will happen!"

Song looked at the cross-eyed old man in silence.

Li Goucheng put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Wang Han in the distance with a frown, "I think the young Taoist master has something more than the old Taoist master, I can't explain it!"

Song Buyan smiled, raised his head and looked at the sky, counting with his hands in his wide sleeves.

The Heavenly Master came slowly and stood side by side.

"You told him that everything depends on human effort, but you are here to secretly settle the matter?"

Song Buyan smiled, looked at Wang Han in the distance, and sighed helplessly, "Who made him a variable?"

"So what did you figure out?"

"Life or death is uncertain."

The old Heavenly Master's expression condensed.

One hand slowly dropped, and the hand hidden in the wide sleeves of the robe was calculating.

Song Buyan clasped his hands behind his back, "I rely on this for a living. Why, do you think you are stronger than me?"

The old Heavenly Master paused for a moment.

"How many times have you counted?"

"Seventeen times."

"Has it changed every time?"

"But life and death are uncertain every time!"

The two stood side by side in silence.

"No matter what, he cannot die. If he dies, all life will be in ruins, mourning will be everywhere, the earth will be scorched, and the world will be a purgatory."

The Heavenly Master breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even if Pindao fights for his own life and death, he still has to keep him alive."

"Everyone here is the same as you! This is our mission, but it is his fate."

It was noon.

The sun is shining brightly.

Wang Han led the remaining eight Taoist leaders.

And hundreds of disciples from the Nine Paths under Heaven slowly climbed onto the altar.

Burning incense and offering wine, reciting ultimatums and worshiping.

Wang Han stood in the middle and walked down according to the process.

The remaining eight Taoist leaders stand in eight directions.

Everything happened as promised.

As long as the process is completed and the eight Tao leaders jointly help Wang Han sense nature through their exercises, they will be able to obtain what the Tao masters of all generations should have obtained.

Wang Han did every process carefully, for fear of making something wrong.

The little heart is always hanging.

Ever since I opened my eyes in the morning, my heart has been tingling and I always feel a little uneasy.

This is the first time in my life that I have experienced such an intense situation.

I couldn't help but recall Song Buyan's question yesterday about whether he had done anything bad in the past year.

Wang Han has never done anything harmful to nature, but he has also done a lot of things that are inappropriate for human beings.

Wang Han remembered Song Buyan's smile very clearly yesterday.

I kept doing it anxiously until it was almost over.

everything is fine.

Wang Han was relieved.

After worship.

Wang Han turned his head.

The old master nodded.

The eight Taoist leaders unanimously pressed their hands on a Tai Chi fish picture in front of their respective positions.

The eight billowing Qi bodies came towards Wang Han in the middle.

Wang Han's body was shaken.

These eight Qi bodies had different auras and turned into one force, traveling along the tendons and veins in Wang Han's body.

Wang Hanqi's body was then activated.

The whole body is rolling with energy.

The air was filled with almost transparent ripples.

It was as if Kui had opened his veins.

Ripples ripple in circles.

It complements the vital energy of heaven and earth.

The energy of heaven and earth seems to have formed a vortex here and is rolling towards this side.

Under the billowing energy, Wang Han's face flushed.

A feeling of weightlessness spread throughout my body.

I feel like my body is emptying out bit by bit.

The pores are also opening bit by bit.

It seemed that the wind could pass through Wang Han's body.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Gradually.

Wang Han can feel any movement of the Yuan Qi tide.

I feel like I am a small boat in the sea.

But he was not swept away by the angry tide, but just drifted with it, even setting off the tide.

time flies.

suddenly.

The Heavenly Master was the first to open his eyes.

Luo Qian followed closely behind.

The other Taoist Prime Ministers opened their eyes one after another.

He looked in the direction of Wang Han.

A giant purple dragon that was more than a hundred feet long slowly steamed out from the ground and hovered behind Wang Han.

Several people looked at each other.

They all thought of what the old man said yesterday.

The giant dragon was under the whirlpool and was about to indoctrinate into Wang Han's body.

But right now.

Wang Han suddenly opened his eyes.

The feeling of uneasiness reached its peak.

Mutation!

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