Li Mu only felt that he was in a daze. His spiritual force flew out uncontrollably, and then he came to a boundless space. There was no end in the space, and there was no sense of time. Even he himself did not know what was going on, and he could not concentrate his thoughts.
This feeling was extremely weird, but wonderful. He only felt a kind of indescribable joy, just like in the Journey to the West, when Sun Wukong listened to Patriarch Puti's lecture, he only felt overjoyed and beamed with joy, but he couldn't tell what exactly he was happy about.
The mystery of the mystery was the door of all wonders.
This was a mysterious feeling.
After a moment —
"Old classmate, old classmate …"
Suddenly, a distant and very familiar voice came to his ears.
Li Mu was shocked and suddenly came to his senses.
It was Wang Shiyu who looked at him with concern.
"Woof, my human pet, are you possessed?" General Husky looked at Li Mu with disdain and said, "You can stare at a stone bull for an hour. Are you stupid?"
Li Mu was surprised. "I stared at it for an hour?"
Wang Shiyu said with some concern, "Yes, you were staring at this stone tablet just now, and you looked like you were in a trance, as if you had lost your soul. One moment you were smiling, the next moment you were frowning, and the next moment you looked like you were about to cry, and the next moment you were filled with anger. It was an entire hour. At first, I thought you were comprehending the Dao, so I didn't dare to disturb you, but looking at your expression, it became more and more strange, so …"
Speaking of this, Wang Shiyu said apologetically, "Old classmate, did I spoil your chance?"
She had also read martial arts novels. Moreover, at this time, she heard that the guards of the mansion would also talk about martial arts, so she had heard a little about meditation, epiphany, and so on.
Li Mu shook his head and said, "It's okay. It's time, so I can withdraw." Otherwise, with Wang Shiyu's voice without martial arts power, how could she wake him up from the mysterious and wonderful state in the dark?
However, just now, in his senses, it was just a moment, but he didn't expect that an hour had passed in the outside world.
Hearing this, Wang Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good … By the way, what on earth is on that stone tablet?"
She was curious and envious.
Every time she came to the Daoyin Temple with her adoptive father to burn incense, she saw the same words on the stele. But she didn't have any reaction. Li Mu, on the other hand, was in a state of epiphany the moment he saw the stele … How annoying!
Li Mu recounted what had just happened and said, "This Cyan Ox stele is very strange, especially this line of words, which can actually attract my mind." His spiritual force was as vast as the sea. Cultivated with the Xiantian Skill, it was far beyond that of ordinary Saints. But with just a glance, he was drawn into that mysterious state. This black ox stone tablet was simply terrifying.
However, when he looked at the line of words again, he discovered something strange.
On the back of the stone tablet, the words of the first chapter of the Tao Te Ching had disappeared. The surface of the tablet was flat and tidy, and the texture of the stone was clear. It was full of traces of wind and rain, as if the words just now were an illusion.
Wang Shiyu also noticed something was wrong. "Huh? The words are gone. "
She ran over and touched the back of the stone tablet with her hand. She was very surprised and said, "It seems that there has never been that line of words. The stone surface is rough. What's going on? Old classmate, feel it quickly. Did you gain anything from the meditation just now? "
"It seems that there is nothing …" Li Mu said subconsciously. He used his spiritual force to look inside. Suddenly, he was stunned, and a strange look appeared on his face.
"What's wrong?" Wang Shiyu looked at him.
Li Mu didn't speak, but raised his hand.
Ten meters away, a towering ancient tree, which required five or six people to encircle, silently turned into twenty or thirty pieces. The cut was as smooth as a mirror. Then, when the wind blew, it turned into a ball of flame, flashed slightly, and instantly disappeared into the void.
"Woof?!" The Husky General jumped up.
"Wow, so powerful?" Wang Shiyu was also surprised.
Two people and a dog came to the place where the towering ancient tree was located.
There was a huge pit in the ground, and when he looked down, he saw that the tree roots had been burnt to ashes. In the place where the tree roots had been, there were holes of various sizes, like giant ant holes. The holes were curved, and even some of the hair-like root holes could be seen clearly.
Wisps of hot air came out from the hole below.
Wang Shiyu and the Husky, one person and one dog, looked at Li Mu.
Li Mu was also surprised.
This was the lethality of the first level of the Natural Invisible Body-Broken Broadsword Intent that he had previously deduced.
The saber intent from the saber strike earlier was already in a formless and colorless state.
The Broadsword Intent was basically formed!
Li Mu was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he would have such an amazing harvest by accident.
It must have something to do with the first text of the Tao Te Ching on the black bull stone tablet.
Li Mu meditated to understand it.
Under his control, the Natural Invisible Body-Broken Broadsword Intent hacked at the void. Gradually, Li Mu became more and more skillful in controlling it. In a flash, he could divide six Natural Invisible Body-Broken Broadsword Intents into the Broadsword Intents, which could be transformed between the real and the virtual, which was amazing. At the same time, he could integrate the Wind-Cloud Six Moves created by himself into the Broadsword Intent to perform the broadsword method.
"It's really awesome."
A look of surprise appeared on his face.
The sages on Earth had already admitted that the Tao Te Ching was the king of all scriptures. Many scriptures and classics of later generations were derived from the Tao Te Ching. This was just a paragraph of the first chapter, but at a glance, it actually helped him achieve the basic level of Broadsword Intent.
All of a sudden, Li Mu's interest was piqued by the other collections in the Moral Hall.
Wang Shiyu said that in the past, there used to be many tributes and relics before the era. If Li Mu guessed right, they should be some of the things left by the sage Laozi. If he could get those things, he might be able to perfect the Natural Invisible Body-Broken Broadsword Intent.
Although the Natural Invisible Body-Broken Broadsword Intent was a skill to attack and kill the enemy, it had nothing to do with the realm, but it was also a trump card to save his life. Now that Li Mu had the Five Emperors' Immortality Scriptures and the Xiantian Skill, it was not difficult to improve the realm. What was difficult was to find his own combat skills.
Moreover, Laozi had left the first chapter of the Tao Te Ching on this stele, so the other chapters of the Tao Te Ching might be among the relics before the epoch. That was the Tao Te Ching left by Laozi himself, which must be different from the ordinary scriptures on the earth in the future. Maybe it would also be of great help to Li Mu's cultivation.
At this moment, Li Mu made up his mind to go to Lin 'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty.
Because according to Wang Shiyu, the Taiyi Palace, which stored the relics before the era, was in Lin 'an.
He searched inside and outside the entire Tao Te Ching for a while, and even observed with the Third Eye, but found nothing. It seemed that all the things here had been moved away.
Li Mu bowed in front of the hall and then left.
When he returned to the abode, Lord Virtuous the Eighth had finished his rest and was chatting with Zhao Ji over tea.
Seeing Li Mu and Zhao Ji coming back, Lord Virtuous the Eighth laughed and said, "You're back. Haha, you went to the Tao Te Ching, right? In the past, every time Yu 'er came to the Daoyin Temple, she would go to the Tao Te Ching to have a look. She said there were traces of her hometown there, but when asked where her hometown was, she would not tell. Sage Li and Yu' er are from the same hometown. I don't need to guess to know that you must be interested in the Tao Te Ching. "
Li Mu smiled and said, "Yes, seeing something reminds me of her. I am indeed a little interested. By the way, what's your plan next?"
Lord Virtuous the Eighth said, "I will return to Lin 'an as soon as possible. Lord Jin is dead, and the situation must be in chaos. The other seven rebellious lords will definitely compete for Lord Jin's power. I hope I can help the emperor to recover Lord Jin's fief first, and then defeat the other seven rebellious lords one by one, so that the chaos in the Song Dynasty can end, and the people can live a stable life again."
Speaking of Lord Jin's death, Lord Virtuous the Eighth was also filled with mixed feelings.
That powerful rebellious lord, who gave the royal family of the Northern Song a headache, was killed as easily as an ant in front of a sage. That was the power of a top martial art master. That was the reason why the Nine Superbs could suppress the fate of a great empire.
If Li Mu could stay in the Northern Song and serve the royal family, the rebellion could be quelled in a few days.
Lord Virtuous the Eighth had such expectations in his heart.
But at the same time, he was well aware that the status of a sage was so respected. How could it be so easy to win him over?
He glanced at his adopted daughter, who seemed to be in love with Li Mu. If he did something in this regard, could he keep Li Mu in the Northern Song?
"In that case, why don't I send Lord Virtuous back? I also want to go to Lin 'an to see the prosperity of the capital," Li Mu said.
Lord Virtuous the Eighth was overjoyed and said, "Haha, that's great. Thank you, Sage Li."
As long as Li Mu was willing to go to Lin 'an, there would be a chance to win him over.
Wang Shiyu looked at Li Mu with a smile. She knew Li Mu's general plan, but she didn't say it out.
Li Mu ordered Yuan Hou to find the white crane.
Soon, in the shocked eyes of Lord Virtuous the Eighth and others, the giant white crane descended from the sky.
After some arrangements, Li Mu left the Daoyin Temple with more than a dozen people, including Lord Virtuous the Eighth, Zhao Ji, and Wang Shiyu, while the other guards and attendants of Lord Virtuous the Eighth returned on their own.
Daoyin Temple's abbey dean, Immortal Daoqin, watched them leave at the gate.
The originally bustling Daoyin Temple restored its tranquility.
"Abbey Dean, the Tomes of Heaven on the stele disappeared." A delicate-looking little Daoist walked over. He looked to be about ten years old. He reminded them in a low voice in a childish voice.
Immortal Daoqin nodded and said, "Yes, it finally disappeared … This day has finally come."
"Abbey Dean, what should we do next?" The little Taoist's eyes were black and bright. He was handsome and his expression was far calmer than ordinary people.
Immortal Daoqin said, "Let all the disciples under the name of Cheng go down the mountain. Now the world is in chaos. We should follow the instructions of our ancestors and go down the mountain to save people."
"Yes, Master." The little Taoist turned and left.
Immortal Daoqin stood at the gate of the Daoyin Temple, looking at the endless blue waves under the Oxhead Mountain. It was already late autumn. It wouldn't be long before the autumn wind blew, and the vibrant green sea would become a land of withered leaves.
Taoism, in prosperous times, secluded in the mountains, and in troubled times, went down the mountain to save people.
That was the purpose.
Soon, many Taoist priests who had packed up their bags came out of the Taoist temple.
Some of them were old men with snow-white hair, and some were young boys who were only 14 or 15 years old, including the one Li Mu saw stepping on the water wheel by the pond. Of course, there were also more than a hundred vigorous young men dressed in clean and patched Taoist robes.
From head to toe, they only had a small luggage bag with dry food, clean water, clothes, and an ironwood stick for self-defense.
The Taoists of the Daoyin Temple were also martial arts masters.
The Taoist priests came over with red eyes. They held back their tears and bowed to Immortal Daoqin. Then they silently turned around and set foot on the mountain road in different directions. On the way, they also bowed to each other and then went their separate ways in the green mountains and blue water in the late autumn.
Immortal Daoqin bowed to them one by one.
This time, the mountain was high and the road was long. They were going to face the tribulation in the chaotic world.
Even if they had the power to subdue dragons and tigers, how many of the disciples who went down the mountain today could come back in the end?
The handsome young Taoist who had spoken before was at the back of the crowd. He walked out with a bag on his back. His eyes were red and shimmering with tears. He bowed in front of Dao Qin and said, "Abbey Dean, I'm leaving. Take care, Abbey Dean."
Immortal Daoqin sighed and said, "Xuan Jizi, you stay in the Daoyin Temple."
"Ah? My senior brothers have gone. I'm also under the Cheng generation. I … "The little Taoist was obviously surprised.
Immortal Daoqin said with a smile, "You stay in the Daoyin Temple. If the world is stable and your senior brothers all come back, how can there be no one to open the door to welcome them?"
The little Taoist was stunned for a while and suddenly realized something. He said in a trembling voice, "Abbey Dean, you and martial uncle … are also going to leave?"
Immortal Daoqin nodded and said, "We also have a mission that must be completed. How can we be content with the tribulation of Taoism?"
"But …" Xuan Jizi, the little Taoist, was extremely frightened and sad. He said, "But in this way, our Daoyin Temple will be … empty?"
Immortal Daoqin smiled and said, "We still have you, don't we?"
Xuan Jizi burst into tears.
The Abbey Dean suddenly changed his mind and asked him to stay. Obviously, he had a premonition that what he was about to do was very dangerous, so he was not sure that he could come back alive. But in this world, if the Abbey Dean wanted to escape, who could stop him and his martial uncles? The Abbey Dean was determined to die!
"Abbey Dean, I …" Xuan Jizi still wanted to say something.
Immortal Daoqin gently stroked his head and said, "Silly boy, the Taoism in the Divine Land may be passed on by you. Remember, after you close the mountain, practice Taoism diligently and don't play around. You are talented and have a destiny with Taoism …"
After that, his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared directly.
At the same time, in the Daoyin Temple, dozens of streams of light rose to the sky and disappeared in the distant sky in the blink of an eye.
"Abbey Dean, Martial Uncles …" Xuan Jizi cried in front of the gate.
From now on, he was the only one left in the huge Daoyin Temple.
He stood alone at the gate for a long time. Finally, he slowly turned around and walked toward the gate of the Daoyin Temple.
"I will guard this gate well. My brothers and sisters will definitely come back. As long as the bell at the gate rings, I will open the gate as soon as possible … Also, Abbey Dean, Martial Uncles, they will definitely come back."
Xuan Jizi wiped his tears and said to himself loudly.
Bang!
The gate of the Daoyin Temple was closed.
Layers of invisible ripples spread, and the thousand-year-old tactical deployment was activated at this moment. The green bricks and green tiles, and the brick and wood buildings were hidden in the void and gradually disappeared. The thousand-year-old temple was completely closed. Only a big rusty iron bell was hanging under an old pine tree.
On the bell, there were four words —
Taoism follows nature.
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Actually, Dao Zi had a special fondness for Taoist priests. He felt that Taoism was the religion that was born and bred in China. Of course, he did not mean to oppose other religions.
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