Chapter 0570 Preaching

Time is like a skilled painter. He will not finish one part before painting the next one. Instead, he will paint here and there. At first, you can't even tell what he is painting. Suddenly, the outline appears, and the details are gradually enriched until the final form and spirit are complete.

Time will not depict aging on a person all at once. Instead, it will add a fine line at the corner of the eye today, let the corner of the mouth droop a little tomorrow, and print an inconspicuous spot on the skin the day after tomorrow... Aging also appears slowly until the body can no longer resist.

In this way, the time in Zuo Liuying is like a poor painter. It violates the principle of dispersion and quiet progress, completely occupying the forehead, mouth, chin and two hands, but leaving the eyes and part of the cheeks.

He is really old. He is a few inches shorter and his back is a little hunched. His Taoist robe is a whole circle larger, like a cloak wrapped around his body casually. The wrinkles are like warts on his face, which will fall off at any time, revealing the smooth true face inside.

Because his eyes have not changed at all, they are still as clear and profound as before, and to outsiders they are cold and mysterious. Influenced by these eyes, a small piece of skin around them also resists the attack of aging and maintains the smoothness of an 18-year-old youth - Zuo Liuying cannot have the small pimples common in young men.

As a result, Zuo Liuying's face presents an extremely strange contrast, like an old man wearing a youth's eye mask, or a young boy wearing an old man's helmet with only his eyes exposed.

Xiaohao deliberately jumped back and forth between these two completely different impressions, and the more he looked, the more interesting it became, and he couldn't help laughing.

Baldy floated beside Xiaohao, staring blankly at Zuo Liuying at the feet of the golem, not understanding what Xiaohao was laughing at, "Is this really Zuo Liuying? It's even faker than the fake one."

Indeed, this Zuo Liuying is more difficult to convince than the fake one transformed by Yi Shijun.

Sixty-one humans - Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao also came from the spirit demon camp - formed a fan shape a dozen steps in front of Zuo Liuying, and they were more or less suspicious.

Mu Xingqiu was no exception. The Zuo Liuying he saw in the illusion was fine, not like this, and he came out too early. Before Zuo Liuying vomited the elixir, he created a small space inside the golem and hid in it to practice again. Mu Xingqiu would send some fresh air into it every day.

The method of re-destruction would leave some scattered mana in the body of the recipient, which was far from enough to cast a powerful spell. If Zuo Liuying wanted to leave the golem without an exit, he could only rely on the spells of other high-level Taoists, or condense his inner elixir again.

"I have refined another inner elixir."

Zuo Liuying spoke. He was no longer a Taoist who was infused with spirits, so naturally he could no longer use others to transmit his voice. Most Taoists had never heard his real voice, but they did not show any surprise at this time. They were still silent. What surprised them was what he said.

It was only a month since he vomited the elixir. Even if he practiced day and night, this speed was too fast.

"You don't need to open the seven orifices again, but you have to open the three fields again, especially to survive the heavenly tribulation." Zuo Liuying pointed to his head. The heavenly tribulation was to open the Niwan Palace.

This was indeed Zuo Liuying, who never gave any explanations and went straight to the point.

The Taoists' doubts gradually disappeared.

Zuo Liuying waved his hand. This was not a spell, but it still had the majesty of a Taoist who was in the spirit. Everyone sat cross-legged, less than a foot from the ground. The Taoist robes hung down, just covering that space, making them look like they were sitting on a thick cushion.

Xiaohao also put away his smile.

The flea squeezed out of a snow cave. It had just had a good sleep, shook its body, walked slowly to Zuo Liuying's side, lowered its head and sniffed twice, and stood aside honestly, providing the most powerful proof of Zuo Liuying's identity.

Zuo Liuying slowly straightened his body. Although his face was strange, his expression was as firm as a thousand-year-old iceberg, like a persistent preacher who was about to tell the truth to the first group of believers.

That’s what Mu Xingqiu thought, and the image of the first three ancestors of the Taoist tradition suddenly appeared in his mind.

He had never seen the appearance of the three ancestors, there were no portraits in the books, and he could not see the image at the highest point of the Patriarch Tower clearly, but a picture still appeared in his mind: three Taoists who were somewhat similar to Zuo Liuying came out of their seclusion, spread the knowledge of Taoism to the humans who were in a enslaved position at that time, and looked for disciples with Taoist roots everywhere...

"It is possible to rebuild the inner elixir, but the speed is slower than I expected, because I took a short detour and tried to condense the elixir in the lower dantian, but it turned out to be wrong. After vomiting the elixir, it was closed, so I changed to condense the elixir in the Niwan Palace and succeeded. The Jiang Palace may also work, but I didn’t try it..."

Zuo Liuying described his process of re-cultivation in detail, and warned everyone which road was blocked, which road he had walked, and which road might be feasible.

The more the Taoists listened, the more surprised they were, and gradually turned to admiration. Finally, all emotions disappeared. Everyone listened carefully to Zuo Liuying’s words and began to think about how to practice again after vomiting the elixir.

The story lasted for an hour, and no one felt the passage of time. They had set up restrictions beforehand, so the demons outside could not see what was happening here, and would not come in to disturb them.

Zuo Liuying finished speaking, which was more than all the words he had spoken directly to low-level Taoists in the past four hundred years, and then he asked everyone to ask questions.

Xin Youtao was the first to speak. His question was simple, but it was something that everyone was very concerned about, "What realm is your inner elixir at now?"

But the Taoist priests all exclaimed, a long-drawn-out "Uh--". It had only been a month, but Zuo Liuying's realm had already surpassed that of some of them.

"I still want to practice with you." Xiaohao said sadly. She was at the third level of inhalation and had the lowest level among everyone.

Meng Xu asked a question: "Do you think you can still rise to the state of concentration? How long will it take?"

"I don't know." Zuo Liuying would not make any assertions about things that have not happened yet, "but my goal is not just to pay attention."

The same words coming from others might just be young and frivolous, but it was different when it came to Zuo Liuying, and the Taoist priests let out another burst of exclamation.

Zuo Liuying frowned slightly, obviously not liking this sound.

Xiao Qingtao raised the third question cautiously: "You are a Taoist wizard who was born in the womb. Can Taoist priests with ordinary qualifications like us re-cultivate the inner alchemy so quickly?"

Zuo Liuying stared at Xiao Qingtao, who retreated behind Yang Qingyin, but was pushed out by her.

"I don't even know if you can cultivate the inner elixir again." Zuo Liuying would never answer anyone tactfully, "I can teach you methods, show you the way, and remind you where the road is smooth and where it is dangerous, but unless You really want to take this path and take the step voluntarily, otherwise everything I say is nonsense.”

"I'm confident." Xiao Qingtao said hurriedly, thinking of her own experience of condensing Qi into pills, she still felt a little timid.

Xin Youtao seized the opportunity and nodded to Xiao Qingtao and smiled encouragingly.

The Gan brothers looked at each other, and the elder brother Gan Zhiquan asked: "What impact does the method of re-annihilation have on re-cultivation? Can our souls and bodies still be fully integrated?"

This is a very important question. Zuo Liuying had not mentioned it before, and many people were afraid to ask about it. But when Gan Zhiquan raised it, everyone pricked up their ears.

"The method of re-annihilation will slow down the speed of cultivation." Zuo Liuying also refused to comfort others with lies, "At least 20 to 30% of the 100% of the spiritual energy will be wasted. As for the fusion of body and soul, I have not yet achieved it, and I have not thought of a way. When you start to practice again, I will try some methods, and I won’t know the results until a few years later.”

Everyone was silent for a while, and Xin Youtao smiled and said: "Fortunately, it's only 20 to 30%, so the impact isn't too big, right?"

Twenty to three percent is a lot for a Taoist priest. When converted into time, twenty or thirty years out of a hundred years will be wasted. However, everyone had already expected that it would be difficult to practice again. Thinking about this, Xin Youtao's optimism still makes sense.

Seeing that no one asked any more questions, Yang Qingyin spoke up, "I'm only concerned about one thing. Whether the inner elixir that I have re-cultivated can completely sever the connection with the orthodoxy. Don't say no and come after us again."

The Taoist priests nodded one after another. This is indeed the most important thing. If the Taoist requirements cannot be met, all sacrifices will be meaningless.

Zuo Liuying summoned the half-ring of his master's inheritance, "I can't feel that it still has any magic power."

Zuo Liuying let go and half of the ring fell into the snow, becoming useless from now on.

This was not a direct answer, and Zuo Liuying had to wait for Daotong to give a conclusion, but everyone was still relieved.

Mu Xingqiu also had a question, "Is the connection between Taoist priests and Taoism related to the human form in Niwan Palace?"

"It's hard to say, I'll always be watching this."

Xiaohao asked the last question: "Will you still be associated with me?"

She asked seriously, and Zuo Liuying answered seriously, "I will if necessary."

The Taoist priests suppressed their smiles. Everyone knew that Zuo Liuying was one of the rare Taoist priests who had never experienced a love disaster. Xiao Hao's worries were probably going to come to nothing.

Xiaohao nodded happily.

Zuo Liuying glanced around, and finally landed on Yang Qingyin, "There is one thing I want to remind you. Before spitting out the inner elixir and practicing again, you must end all existing Tao tribulations except the Sighing tribulation, otherwise it will be very dangerous. The method can remove evil thoughts, but it cannot save Dao tribulation."

Yang Qingyin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't look at me, I don't have Dao tribulation, the two of them are the ones who haven't passed the tribulation of love."

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao both lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Yang Qingyin glanced at Mu Xingqiu again and repeated, "I don't have Tao tribulation."

Zuo Liuying did not argue, "Starting from tomorrow, come and listen to my lectures every morning. There are people outside who are waiting impatiently."

Without waiting for the Taoist priests to express their gratitude, Zuo Liuying had already walked towards the snow cave where the fleas lived, and casually created a tent next to it. He breathed seven times and said the same thing as the Taoist priests.

The Taoist priests enthusiastically discussed the content of Zuo Liuying's lectures and at the same time put away the surrounding restrictions.

Yu Wang Fadong came back from Baiyue Mountain and had been waiting outside for a while. After the Taoist priests dispersed, he walked into the camp and came to Mu Xingqiu and said, "It's settled. The Wolf King is willing to see Taoist Master, but The location must be Mount Baiyue, and they dare not leave the cave.”

Xin Youtao had been following Mu Xingqiu, and when he cast a meaningful look at him, he smelled the conspiracy again.