Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

Henry Zhang looked at the large jar of spiritual soil in front of him, his face darkened.

Is this the important thing that Bear said?

Indeed, he has never seen this kind of spiritual soil, and it is probably a good thing for planting fairy medicine, but it is important to the little bear!

Seeing the little guy lying on it, rubbing his face vigorously, he was a little speechless.

"Ow?"

Zhang Xuansheng grabbed the back of the bear's neck and pulled it out of the spiritual soil.

"Besides this, do you remember other places?"

The little bear was lifted into mid-air and flopped vigorously, but the little paws were too short to catch anything, so he could only think obediently in the end.

"Ow!"

It seemed to think of something again, Henry Zhang put it on his shoulder, and set off again.

With seven turns and eight turns, going up to the sky and entering the earth, when Henry Zhang was almost lost, the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

"interesting."

Speaking, Henry Zhang also glanced at the little bear lying on his shoulder.

He was walking on the road before, and suddenly he came to this stone house. During this period, he didn't feel like he was traveling through space, and it didn't look like a phantom formation.

But he guessed that the route that the little bear took him before should have some kind of regularity.

The light in the stone house was dim, and Little Bear became quiet. Zhang Xuansheng took out a luminous pearl, and found a thick stone pillar in the center of the stone house, about one foot in diameter, and the room was empty.

He took a step forward, ready to look around, but halfway there, his steps froze a bit.

I saw the shadow of a person behind the stone pillar!

"Why? Little friend, why don't you move on?"

Immediately afterwards, a voice sounded, which made Henry Zhang tremble even more.

I?Or its descendants?

It's a scam! ?

Or is Hongtian Patriarch not dead at all?

Henry Zhang flashed many conjectures in his mind for a while.

After forcing himself to calm down, he took a few more steps and made a detour, only then did he see the opponent clearly from the front.

It was an old man in purple clothes, with a fluttering long beard, a childlike face with white hair, and a gentle smile on his face, looking at him.

"Junior Zhang Xuansheng, dare to ask senior is the ancestor of Hongtian?"

Henry Zhang saluted humbly. This may be a taboo existence. He just searched all his things, and he didn't know if he would get angry.

"The Taoist name is Hongtian, the ancestor dare not call it."

The old man shook his head.

"Senior is..."

Henry Zhang hesitated to speak.

The old man seemed to see what Zhang Xuansheng was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, little friend. The only real self has indeed passed away long ago. Old age is just a manifestation of Dao Fruit back then, and it is also the idea left by the real self."

Zhang Xuansheng seemed to understand, but this is different from the obsessive incarnation left by Puhua monks. There are many manifestations of Daoguo. It can be said that the old ancestor Hongtian wanted it to be whatever it was. .

Maybe the conversation between him and Qi Daoguo is also in the calculation of the ancestor Hongtian.

"The true self doesn't have such complicated thoughts, but he just wants to pass on his way, but it's a pity that the true self's way is too difficult to pass on."

The old man continued to explain.

Henry Zhang's eyes lit up, if you want to say this, I won't be sleepy.

"Is it because there are requirements for talent?"

Henry Zhang asked.

"No, what do you think? What is a good way of cultivation?"

The old man shook his head and asked with a smile.

"The strongest at the same level?"

Henry Zhang was not sure when he was asked such a question.

"Is the same level the strongest... Throughout the years, has there been a way to dare to call the same level the strongest? This is a paradox, but the little friend has his own opinion, and the old man is not good to comment too much."

As the old man spoke, he turned around and said, "In my true self's opinion, a good Daoist cultivation method should be regardless of aptitude or soul, everything can be cultivated, neutral and peaceful, with no priority, no strength, no end."

Henry Zhang savored it carefully. He always had to think more about this kind of polite words because of the inertia of thinking in his previous life.

It can be said that there is no priority, there is no difference in the speed of cultivation, it will not be said that one level is fast, and the next level is extremely slow.

No strength or weakness should mean that there is no period of strength and period of weakness during cultivation.

No end, it should mean that the road ahead is infinite and can continue to evolve and develop.

What the old man said is very reasonable. If there is such a practice, it is indeed the best practice for all spirits in the world. It can be used on an individual, but it may not be.

Just after listening to the old man's words, he could feel that Daoist Hongtian's heart was like a man with all spirits in his heart, and he seemed to want to open a way for the world's living beings on the avenue.

No wonder it is called the ancestor, and even in the legend, there is also the title of Taoist ancestor.

"But if senior's exercises are as you said, why is it difficult to pass them on?"

Henry Zhang asked out the doubts in his heart, thinking that the old man's words were contradictory.

"Because the first half chapter of that exercise was lost, the old Tao is the Dao fruit left by the real self when he became an immortal emperor. At that time, the real self erased everything about the old Tao in order to prevent the old Tao from giving birth to self-thinking. When the real self fell, In memory of the old Taoist, I woke up again, but that exercise was only given to me for the second half."

As the old man spoke, he sighed again and again.

Half of the doubts in Zhang Xuansheng's mind were solved, and he felt that the ancestor Hongtian was really sloppy in handling things. Since he wanted to keep the inheritance, why did he have to separate it? Without the beginning of the first half, it really can't be passed on.

"The real self has its own deep meaning in doing things, and the old Taoist only knows it today, so smart..."

The old man didn't know whether he was admiring or lamenting the years he had spent sitting idle.

"senior?"

"Little friend Xuansheng, although your aura has changed now, you must have created your own method, but some traces cannot be erased. Do you still remember... the name 'Daoyan Jing'."

The old man looked up, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his eyes.

Zhang Xuansheng's eyes widened.

Daoyan Sutra! ?

He never imagined that the exercise mentioned by the old man was actually Daoyan Sutra.

He always thought that the Daoyan Sutra was created by Taoist Yuanshi and it was left in Jiuxiao. During that meeting, he did not confirm this with Taoist Yuanshi, mainly because he was not interested in things like exercises at the time.

Thinking about it now, the Daoyan Sutra is indeed as the old man said, everything can be cultivated, the speed of cultivation is stable, and each realm is not divided into strengths and weaknesses.

The only thing is that the human race is obviously faster than other races in cultivation. This is somewhat inconsistent with the old man's description just now, but this may also be the reason for the incompleteness of the exercises. In the second half, watch as a whole, maybe there is no This kind of problem.

Or, because of his subconscious selfishness at the time, what he completed was not the true and complete Dao Yan Jing?

He practiced the Dao Yan Sutra, deduced the Dao Yan Sutra, came to the Real Spirit Realm today, and met its founder. What a wonderful fate, what a coincidence?

It was a coincidence that made him a little uncomfortable.

Chapter 470 Six: Grandmist Fusion Dao Fruit

The old Taoist seemed to see Zhang Xuansheng's surprise and concern, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Little friend Xuansheng probably thought about it."

Henry Zhang looked at him with some doubts.

"It can be seen that my little friend has an extraordinary background. It is difficult for ordinary people to calculate you. I also felt it before my fall. I saw a corner of the future before I made this arrangement. As for why it has to wait for you, the old man doesn't know."

As he said that, the old Taoist changed his voice, and said with an expression of interest on his face: "The old Taoist is also very curious, what is the origin of my little friend, so that the existence of the true self that has been detached can't be calculated, you know Even if the true self crosses the long river of time, it is still possible to go to the future."

Zhang Xuansheng was not surprised when he heard this. Taoist Yuanshi once met him in a special way, but he was a little dubious about what the old Taoist said.

Taoist Yuanshi met him before, and he felt that he was obviously counted, and he could know exactly from that meeting that the other party had not passed away, so how did the other party count him?

Is Yuanshi Taoist too strong?Or this Hongtian ancestor Taicai?

"Senior, is there anything Xuan Sheng needs to do?"

Henry Zhang thought for a while, and went straight to the point.

In fact, after hearing that the so-called Dao Fruit was just the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit left by the ancestor Hongtian when he became emperor, he had already lost most of his interest in it.

Besides, this Dao fruit actually has consciousness, he thought it was something like enlightenment, he didn't want a conscious body.

But as the saying goes, everyone has come, and it is really unreasonable not to take some good things back.

"Little friend Xuansheng only needs to complete the Dao Yan Sutra and spread it, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the last wish of the true self."

The old Taoist took out a jade slip and handed it to Zhang Xuansheng.

Zhang Xuansheng checked it after receiving it, and there were indeed half of the mysterious exercises in it, and there was a faint sympathy in his heart, and it seemed that the Dao Yan Jing should be correct.

"After the Daijizi battle is over, Xuansheng's leaving the land of God's Fall will spread the word."

Henry Zhang nodded in response, and then looked at the old Taoist, meaning that it is time to give benefits.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "My little friend seems to have a disdain for the Immortal Emperor Daoguo? Or do you dislike the consciousness of being a Taoist?"

Henry Zhang was peeped through the thoughts in his heart, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. The old Taoist has completed his mission, and soon his consciousness will return to nothingness. The fruit of the true self does not refer to the old Taoist. The breath of Dao fruit is just the consciousness of birth, and this is all in the calculation of the true self."

The old Taoist narrated the matter about his imminent disappearance, but his expression was extremely calm.

"Although the true self has not issued a decree to convey the will, the old Tao seems to be able to understand a thing or two. He probably doesn't want you to absorb and refine his Tao fruit. That is His Tao, not your Tao."

Henry Zhang nodded in agreement. He would consider it if it was said that the Tao fruit of the taboo existence level allowed him to upgrade quickly after refining it directly.

But it's only at the level of an immortal emperor, and he was born with the same consciousness as an old Taoist priest before. He resisted a little, but besides this Dao fruit, what good things are there here?

"Little friend, you should have an incarnation outside your body, which was formed when you were practicing the Daoyan Sutra, right? I think this Dao fruit of the true self will be very suitable for your incarnation."

The last words of the old Taoist priest awakened Zhang Xuansheng like enlightenment.

That's right, he still has a primordial body.

Since he came up to the realm, although the power of the two avatars has also increased, they seem to have no special features except for the gaudy costumes.

You can also bully and bully rookies, and when you meet a powerful fairy king, you still have to be in the chaotic body yourself, and the Daoxuan Sutra is fully fired to fight.

Speaking of which, the Hongmeng Hongdao Body was indeed the reward I got when I deduced the Daoyan Sutra, and now it is just right to absorb and refine the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit of the ancestor Hongtian.

Moreover, it is an incarnation outside the body, even if there are any problems in the future, it will not affect yourself. It can be said to be zero risk and high return.

But after calming down, Henry Zhang asked tentatively with some embarrassment: "Er...Senior, this Daoguo will not use my avatar to rebirth the ancestor Hongtian, right?"

At this time, Henry Zhang remembered again, the many ways of cultivating immortals that he had seen in his previous life.

Old Taoist: ...

"My friend, I'm afraid there are many unreliable legends. The existence of taboos may be able to resurrect a low-level creature under certain conditions, but it will never be able to resurrect creatures of their same level, including myself. What is gone is gone, because it has been Transcendence, not even reincarnation."

The old Taoist patiently explained that he was not angry at Henry Zhang's suspicion.

"Whether the little friend absorbs it or not, the old man will disappear after half a quarter of an hour. Today, seeing the little friend, the old man feels that there are few things left by the real self. It is common sense for you to look down on him."

At this time, the old Taoist priest's body has begun to gradually fade away, only the dantian has a little shining light, which is more and more obvious.

"Has the senior been here all this time?"

Henry Zhang glanced at the old Taoist's blurred body and asked.

"...The will of the true self cannot be violated. If the old Taoist is arranged to wait for the little friend here, he cannot go out."

There was a bit of vicissitudes and sadness in the old Taoist's words, and finally shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Zhang Xuansheng also felt a little emotional when he heard it. Although he didn't know the exact time, the old Taoist must have waited for a long time. It was so long that it made people crazy and desperate.

So the old Taoist priest was not sad about his disappearance at this time, but showed a trace of relief, as if he was finally relieved.

"One last word to my little friend."

When the old Taoist's body became completely transparent, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Thousands of different paths lead to the same goal, and you can see your nature through fusion, and you can be detached."