Chapter 122 Taoist True Teachings

"I am Xiang Youxian..."

A middle-aged man came up behind Xu Xuan.

"Why are you here?" Xu Xuan raised his eyebrows, it seems that he really caught a fish.

"I came to see the ancient monuments, but I didn't expect someone here... Hmm? Are you Xu Xuan Zhenjun? Meet Xu Zhenjun!" Xiang Youxian pretended to be surprised, as if he had just recognized Xu Xuan, and bowed deeply.

"Who are you?"

"I am the teacher of Zunshi Academy."

Xiang Youxian had met Xu Xuan a few days ago, that was in the soup shed, and Xu Xuan also visited the farmland at that time.

He still remembered the scene when he first met Xu Xuan. At that time, he was surprised that the leader of Taoism was so amazing. It was unbelievable that he was a congenital master at such a young age.

At the same time, Xiang Youxian was also worried that it was another Wangdao uncle.

At that time, the entire Taoist school was unprecedentedly united and devoted all its efforts to cultivating this future rookie, hoping that he would become the pillar of the family, but it did not expect to cultivate a white-eyed wolf.

So he took the opportunity to find Xu Xuan and see his character.

"Oh, it's you, Master. Sit anywhere." Xu Xuan pointed to the stone next to him.

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the floating on the river.

The two chatted intermittently.

"Was the predecessor of Taoism the Five Pecks of Rice Sect?" Xiang Youxian asked.

"Yes."

"I have a question. Why don't you use the name of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect, and change the rules? Does the True Lord also think that the Five Pecks of Rice Sect is a demonic sect?"

"The Five Pecks of Rice Sect has good and bad sides. The bad side is undoubtedly a demonic sect, but it also teaches people to be kind, advocates helping the elderly and the young, and helps the poor. Get rid of the bad ones and keep the good ones. You are a teacher, why are you asking this?"

Wow!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up.

Xiang Youxian jumped to the water, and his graceful figure stopped steadily on the water without even a ripple.

"To be honest, I am the descendant of the Free and Easy Daoist. Since you want to know, let's be frank."

After telling his origins, Xu Xuan's expression did not change at all. Xiang Youxian knew that he had noticed his abnormality a long time ago, but he just didn't point it out.

"So it's you, you are a Taoist. I thought you were a master from somewhere. What do you want to do here?"

Xu Xuan was surprised at this time. A Taoist master came to visit, and he seemed to be of high status.

"Nothing else, just want to confirm whether the leader of the Taoist legend is true." Xiang Youxian walked on the water while talking, and returned to the big rock just now. Except for the soles of his shoes, no other parts were wet by the water.

"You also saw it with your own eyes, how is it?" Xu Xuan asked.

"Meeting is far better than hearing about it. I admire you."

Just solving the hunger under his rule is enough to make people respect him.

"Haha, Taoist friend, you are too kind."

Xu Xuan had just used his divine sense to test it. The internal force of this person was different from others. Instead, it carried a masculine aura and a sense of uprightness. To some extent, it should be able to restrain the yin energy.

It seems that there is indeed a true teaching, and it is a genuine Taoist teaching.

This made Xu Xuan very interested in this.

"However, I have a suggestion, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Please say it."

"Killing is too heavy. The prosperity of Taoism cannot be separated from the help of the aristocratic families. They have a lot of resources. If we blindly exclude them, I am afraid it will be a quick death."

Xiang Youxian did not believe in bloodline, and he would not sympathize with these children of aristocratic families. However, the people who can read and write in the world are often aristocratic families. Killing them all, the people who take their place can't read a single word, which can easily lead to chaos.

During this period, he was a teacher in the school. He knew the ambition of Taoism and understood that they wanted to cultivate their own people, but it would take at least ten years for these people to be cultivated.

"Martial artists from aristocratic families are also one of the most important helpers. If you are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, you need to train your muscles and bones for three years and meditate to cultivate your nature for three years before you can cultivate your internal strength. In addition, it is difficult to obtain the skills, so you have to rely on the help of aristocratic families."

Do they really have ten years to cultivate slowly?

Things in the world change rapidly, and I am afraid there is not so much time.

Of course, Xiang Youxian still agrees with Xu Xuan's policies. At least on the level of reform, their views are the same.

This opinion is based on his own views, and Xiang Youxian has no intention of interfering. He just doesn't want this Taoism, which makes people live and work in peace and contentment, to perish.

"Of course, this is just my opinion. As for how the True Lord considers it, it is not my business. There is another thing..." Xiang Youxian straightened his clothes and bowed deeply, "I request to join Taoism and assist the True Lord in building his foundation."

Before Xu Xuan had time to refute, Xiang Youxian changed the subject and immediately asked to join Taoism.

"Are you sure?" Xu Xuan asked.

"That's right, I came here for this reason." Xiang Youxian told his purpose in detail.

A minor flaw would not make him feel bad about this Taoist genius. At least his intentions were good. Maybe he had his own plans. Why should a country boy like him worry about them? He could just tell Xu Xuan about some possible hidden dangers.

An ambitious force will not accept outsiders' pointing fingers, let alone threats. If he threatened Xu Xuan with "If you don't cooperate with the aristocratic family, you won't join Taoism", he was 100% sure that the two would fight.

As long as the Xiaoyao Sect's internal skills were handed over to Xu Xuan, it would depend on how he handled it.

At worst, it would be another failure.

"I understand." Xu Xuan roughly guessed why this person came.

Xiang Youxian was the descendant of the extinct Xiaoyao Sect. Seeing the hope of the revival of Taoism, he wanted to join him. His previous lurking was also to see what Taoism was like.

After all, there are many choices to join the Taoist sect, so there is no need to travel thousands of miles to join his newly rising force.

Xu Xuan would not refuse, so he said:

"It is not convenient to talk here, please go to the villa to discuss in detail."

Xu Xuan was a little unsure about this guy, so he simply invited him over. If he was another force trying to find out the news, he would kill him directly; if he was willing to plant insects, then he was one of his own, and Xu Xuan would tell him some secrets. Under the carrot and stick, he would surely change his mind.

Xiang Youxian refused: "I am afraid I have to leave for a while. There is a Taoist friend who travels to Chang'an. This person has extraordinary medical skills and is good at refining elixirs. Medical skills are indispensable for preaching. If we can persuade this person to join, it will be a great help to us."

"Oh? Who is this person?"

"Sun Simiao!"

"Oh? Well, I will wait for you to come back from the villa."

The two said goodbye, and Xiang Youxian disappeared after a few ups and downs.

"Sun Simiao... elixir..." Xu Xuan's eyes gradually brightened. If it was really this person, perhaps he could get a glimpse of the elixir refining method in this world, and maybe he could relieve the pressure of supplying the mirror world.

As for Xiang Youxian, he was interesting. He said whatever he wanted to say. Most people might not be able to stand his personality, but Xu Xuan had more than a hundred years of experience. What was there to be unaccustomed to?

"Wait until you come back, and then I'll show you the truth." Xu Xuan thought as he looked at Xiang Youxian's back as he left.

Back to Wutong Cave Heaven.

Xu Xuan took out the treasure mirror and looked at the situation in the mirror.

Today should be the day for trading.

A flash of light flashed, and a storage bag appeared on the table. The bag contained bottles and jars. This was the blood of spirit beasts; as well as spirit herbs, spirit stones, and other plants for refining the Dragon Tiger Pill.

He was going to start refining the Blood Vessel Inner Scenery Pill. This world had thin spiritual energy, and the blood of spirit beasts combined with insects that passively absorbed spiritual energy should be able to play a big role.

On the other hand, other things can be exchanged through Xie Lang's shop.

However, this is not a fair exchange. After all, Xie Lang is his subordinate. He is rewarding him, not him finding something and then trading with him.

"Hmm? What kind of blood is this?" Xu Xuan sensed that one of the bottles of blood was wrong, so he picked it out.

Opening the wooden cork, there was a golden light inside. The blood in this bottle was golden, and the amount was very small, about three or five drops.

A young man stood in front of the mirror. Even though twenty years have passed, Xie Lang is still so handsome, with cold lines on his face and a faint smile on his lips.

His current cultivation level is the seventh level of Qi training, which is the second level of Qi training in the eyes of outsiders.

Over the years, he has a lot of materials in his hands. Even if the bulk of it is given to the Fairy in the Mirror, the rest is equivalent to the resources of a small family of immortal cultivators.

Although Xie Lang's qualifications are low, he has relied on resources to reach the seventh level of Qi training.

Soon, a storage bag appeared in front of the mirror. This time, the contents of the bag were replaced with alchemy materials, mithril, Peiyuan Pill, Dragon and Tiger Pill, etc.

In addition, there was a line of words.

"Xie Lang, what is golden blood?"

"My Lord, this is the blood of the fifth-level spiritual beast, the Fire Eye Golden Eye Ape."

A few days ago, Xie Lang suddenly learned that the Fairy in the Mirror could give others blood, so Xie Lang became interested.

He looked down on low-level blood, so he found the blood of the Fire Eye Golden Eye Ape.

The Fire Eye Golden Eye Ape clan has the same intelligence as humans, has a pair of golden eyes that can see through illusions, is extremely powerful, and can grow in size.

Spiritual beasts usually cultivate blood, and the fifth level represents the Nascent Soul, and the upper limit of the Fire Eye Golden Eye Ape is the Nascent Soul.

Xie Lang's aptitude is too low, and the higher he cultivates, the harder it is to cultivate. Perhaps he can turn to blood, and there is still hope of breaking through to the Golden Core.

"Okay, I'll give you one when the elixir is ready." Xu Xuan thought to himself, this kid is really lucky.

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Soon, Xie Lang put away the mirror and walked out of the secret room.

For the sake of confidentiality, there was no outsider in the mansion except his six Taoist companions, and no one knew his true strength. As for the magic mirror, it was a big secret that only he knew.

"The day of blood planting is the day when I break through the foundation and seize the power of the family." Xie Lang looked up at the sky, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sweat..." Xu Xuan was speechless.

Was this rehearsed in advance? Or was it born this way? Why is every action so violent and cool? This guy can really pose anytime and anywhere.