Chapter 2 Immortality begins with innate skills

Author: Taixu Laodao

Chapter 2 Immortality begins with innate skills

Thinking that he would soon become a martial arts master and take the first step towards immortality, Jiajing lay on the cold Bagua-shaped platform and rolled around excitedly.

At the same time, the ceremonial duty room in the opposite direction of Yuxi Palace was as warm as spring.

The two dolomitic copper fire pots were filled with inch-long silver charcoal, which burned red and reflected the red lanterns hanging from the roof beams, making it a warm red.

Next to the north wall, there is a row of five huanghuali wood armchairs. At this moment, the five eunuchs who hold the highest power of the Chief of Ceremonies are sitting.

But their moods were neither red nor warm, and all of them were silent.

Long live the Lord issued an edict to all the people in the world to fast and pray for snow. It is already the fourteenth day of the first lunar month and there is not a single snow in sight.

They are so worried!

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew through the thick door curtain, and a eunuch on duty in the outer courtyard burst in panting and almost stumbling.

As soon as the eunuch entered the room, he knelt down with a plop in front of the gray-haired eunuch sitting in the middle: "Old ancestor, Long live the Lord calls you forward."

This person was Lu Fang, the eunuch in charge of the ceremonial function, who was called the Prime Minister in the outer dynasty and the ancestor in the inner court.

He stood up quickly, glanced left and right with his deep eyes, glanced at Huang Jin, the eunuch on his right, and strode towards Yuxi Palace.

"Long live my Lord!"

Lu Fang came in a hurry. She took a deep breath in front of the palace gate to steady her breath, then stepped into the cold Yuxi Palace and paid her respects to Jiajing in a calm and unhurried manner.

"Xue, I am praying to God!"

Jiajing turned his back to everyone and sat cross-legged on the Bagua stage.

The curtains swayed in the cold wind, making his back look particularly confusing and unfathomable.

When Lu Fang heard this, although he was very confused in his heart, his expression did not show any abnormality at all.

I just came all the way, but I couldn't see half a shadow of snow. Regardless of whether it was a report from another province or a secret report from the Jin Yiwei, it had to go through the Supervisor of Ceremonies.

So, where’s the snow?!

"Sincerity leads to gold and stone, what's more, the emperor is a virtuous king..."

Balabala, Jiajing felt comfortable listening, and then flicked his long sleeves: "Go and prepare three thousand stones of food. I want to sacrifice to heaven and earth."

In Gongdou, the reborn Jiajing is a young man, but being a Riddler is very simple.

"Long live my Lord!"

Lu Fang blinked. He was a little confused about the answer this time.

Three thousand shi of food is not much at all. It is the ration of the palace people for half a month and just over a thousand taels of silver.

Even if it is less, it is still a lot. It can be piled up like a hill!

Then again, if we use three thousand shi of grain to sacrifice heaven and earth, do we need rice as a tribute? The palace doesn’t even have three thousand shi of rice as a tribute! How can we offer sacrifices?

Thousands of thoughts passed by, and he tried to ask: "Shall I ask my slave to prepare three thousand stones of grain to give porridge in the capital?"

Jiajing sat firmly on the Bagua stage: "No, transport it to Yuxi Palace, three thousand stones, no more, no less, do it now."

Lu Fang hesitated for a second and then said: "I will make arrangements now."

Three thousand shi of grain, which is actually about 180 tons, would be less than half the area of ​​a side hall.

Hundreds of eunuchs ran back and forth several times, emptied a small storage granary in the palace, and completed the task.

However, everyone from Lu Fang, Chen Hong, and Huang Jin, who were in charge of the ceremony, to the young eunuch who was the rough messenger, were all muttering in their hearts, not knowing what Long Live Lord wanted to do.

Why are you making this fuss?

Jiajing naturally has his own considerations. As a young partygoer, his changes cannot be hidden from Lu Fang and others who accompany him day and night.

Therefore, if you are convinced that you have succeeded in cultivating immortality, you will have a lot of room for maneuver and save a lot of trouble.

Asking Lu Fang to guard the gate of the side hall, Jiajing stood in front of baskets of rice as white as jade, his stern face finally showing excitement.

Time waits no time, let’s get started!

Three thousand stones of grain quickly disappeared without a trace...

In Wang Chongyang’s time and space, there was the Wanshou Emperor Temple in Zhongnan Mountain in the Qinling Mountains.

Because he drank a lot of water during dinner to cheat his stomach, the bearded man couldn't hold it in anymore. He walked out of the ruined temple sleepily, stood on the collapsed masonry behind the temple and faced the heavy snow and took out the old bird.

A steaming water column spread out one meter away. The big man couldn't help but shuddered, then rubbed his eyes hard and opened his mouth wide.

"This...this...this..."

"Boss, boss, what the hell! What the hell!"

Wang Chongyang quickly gathered his inner strength, returned to his Dantian, and rushed out with a single stride.

The remaining big men in the temple were also awakened. One by one, they quickly picked up the weapons under their heads and followed suit in silence.

"..."

"food……"

"Rice! So much rice! I can't be dreaming!"

"Why did you hit me?"

"Let me see if you are dreaming...this XX is real...really..."

"The gods have appeared..."

Even though Wang Chongyang had extraordinary concentration, he was now deeply shocked. He made a visual inspection and found that the rice contained in the basket in the snow would definitely not be less than three thousand dan.

"Is there really a god in the world?!"

Without anyone's arrangement, these big men had already moved the grain into the ruined temple on their own initiative. Wang Chongyang came to the statue of Emperor Wanshou without leaving his home, and his thoughts fell into confusion.

His worldview, outlook on life, and values ​​were shattered to pieces.

Then, he prostrated himself devoutly before the emperor.

【Wang Chongyang!!!】

[Three thousand stones of food have been reached, help you fight against the gold!]

In an instant, Wang Chongyang's whole body trembled, and he threw himself into the ground and said: "Disciple Wang Chongyang pays homage to Emperor Wanshou...disciple...disciple..."

For a moment, he became incoherent.

And Jiajing, who attached his mind to the statue of Emperor Wanshou, was so excited that his whole body was numb.

[Wang Chongyang: Light Believer]

[Faith value: 108]

After establishing a faith connection, Goldfinger opens up an important ability.

That is to look through the memories of believers.

As the faith value increases, from shallow believers to true believers, to devout believers, to fanatic believers, Jiajing has more power in this world.

Immediately, Jiajing attacked Wang Chongyang.

External skills such as Jin Yan Gong and swordsmanship are all put aside.

Jiajing directly watched the memories related to "Innate Skills", which was the basis for Wang Chongyang to win first place in the "Huashan Sword Theory".

It is also an internal skill and mental method that can definitely be ranked among the ranks of hands in Jin Yong's martial arts.

Looking at it, Jiajing discovered that the famous Xiantian Kung Fu was an internal martial arts that belonged exclusively to Wang Chongyang.

It turned out that when Wang Chongyang was young, he got an ancient and incomplete Taoist breathing method. As his skills gradually deepened and his attainments in martial arts became more thorough, he tried to gradually complete this book with his own understanding.

Law.

Nowadays, the thirty-year-old Wang Chongyang has not fully developed his innate skills, but he has also developed the internal strength of a top-notch master in the world.

Quanzhen Patriarch, the first of the Five Ultimate Skills, is naturally a martial arts wizard who is first-rate with Bodhidharma and Jiuyin Huangshang.

Xiantian Gong is neutral and peaceful, and has all-encompassing power. This is why Wang Chongyang can use the internal power of Xiantian Kung to display a Yang Finger.

However, this internal skill had a fatal flaw. Wang Chongyang was so focused on fighting against gold and developing innate skills to enhance his own strength that he naturally did not consider passing it on to future generations.

Therefore, cultivation is extremely difficult, just like a primary school student learning advanced mathematics.

Later, after Wang Chongyang failed to fight against Jin, he re-created the Quanzhen Mental Technique and put the innate skills on the shelf. This is the reason.

Jiajing naturally didn't understand this obscure Taoist internal skill, but he could copy it from memory, which was as difficult as plagiarism.

Immediately, he returned to the Bagua stage at Jinshen Jingshe in Yuxi Palace and started practicing.

Holding one to protect the yuan, the body is like a virgin, motionless like a mountain.

The essence fills the kung fu tools, and the spiritual light shines all over the divine capital. The secret whisperer transmits the original enlightenment, and there is nothing left behind when you come. The spirit is guarded, and the body is guarded, so as to eliminate all diseases and adjust the deficiency and excess...

"Long live the Lord... He has really become an immortal..."
To be continued...