But the significance of the true inheritance is that Qingxuan's Taoism has been continued.
Relying on one's own strength, if one steps into the Huan Dan, he will definitely have a unique understanding of the way of heaven and earth. Most of them will be able to innovate on the sect's techniques and give more experience to the younger generations.
There are even more powerful talents who can interpret other paths and create other Taoist methods based on the predecessors.
After all, there is no best way, only the most suitable way. Everyone's situation is different, so they naturally need to be taught according to their aptitude.
Chen Jianmei succeeded in rejuvenating the elixir, and the sect rang seven bells. If a person achieves immortality, it will be nine. If there is any senior who escapes from the world, there will be seven or forty-nine bells. Supreme honor.
This is the first time in the past few years that not only nine bells have sounded, but seven bells have sounded.
This is actually the first time in a century.
Many disciples don't understand its meaning, and they need some advice from other senior brothers or elders before they can understand it.
The seven bells also summoned all the current people in Qingxuan to come to Taiyi Peak. Unless they were in retreat, or at a critical moment when refining weapons or guarding important places, the rest had to come.
Shen Lian has been in Qingxuan Hall, and the first person to come in was the gray-robed elder, Ge Yuan, followed by a handsome young man, who was the mysterious young man who called himself Xiao Hei when he went up the mountain with Shen Lian.
Shen Lian was still full of curiosity about him. He clearly saw the young man, but he couldn't feel him. His spiritual sense swept over and there seemed to be nothing there. For this, Ge Yuan glared at him, which made his heart tremble.
Is Ge Yuan's magical power unfathomable, or is he the elder who stepped into the elixir of return on his own? The gap between the two is really too big.
Shen Lian couldn't help but curse. If that little black man was proficient in assassination, a monk below Huan Dan would probably have a headache when meeting him.
At this point, they rely more on their spiritual senses than their five senses.
Even his keen senses could not detect the young man. If it were other monks below Huandan, it would be extremely difficult to detect him.
Qingxuan Hall seems to automatically adjust its space. There are more and more people in the hall, but it is not crowded. It is still empty and far away. At the same time, a row of futons appears on both sides.
Only those elders with profound cultivation can sit on it. There are a total of twelve elders, all monks with Huandan or above. These people are currently the backbone of Qingxuan.
The elders at the top of the two rows had an unfathomable aura. Ge Yuan and Hong Qianya followed behind them. At the same time, Hong Qianya smiled back when he saw Shen Lian. It seemed that he still had a good impression of Shen Lian.
There are one hundred and eight Qingxuan Dharma, but there are only twelve elders present. Even if there are a few who are not here, it means that no one practices some Taoist Dharma.
Although some of the most powerful ones among the One Hundred and Eight Methods can practice several disciplines at the same time, most people only specialize in one discipline. After all, manpower is limited.
These one hundred and eight methods were not all taught by the ancestors of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties when Qingxuan was established, but were developed by teachers over thousands of years.
There is no distinction between Tao and Dharma, it all depends on whether it suits you.
It's just that the more Taoism you practice at the same time, the more opportunities you have to draw parallels, but this requires great talent and understanding.
At the same time, when fighting enemies in battle, the more methods you practice, the harder it is to teach people how to defend yourself.
After all, the road to seeking the Tao is difficult and unpredictable. If you don't have the means to settle down, you may not be able to survive until the day of immortality.
Moreover, even immortal monks are not immortal.
Each elder was followed by several disciples. Except for Shen Lian and Lu Shouyi, the other eight people in the lower courtyard were under those elders and mixed with the other disciples in the upper courtyard.
It was right before Shen Lian that Yan Bugui saw one of the two elders with the most profound and unpredictable aura next to him. Next to him was the man in white who had fought with Lu Shouyi. It seemed that the two of them worshiped the same master.
This elder, carrying a huge vermilion gourd on his back, looked drunk but not drunk, and had the air to deal with the situation.
Just looking at his wine gourd, it is indeed correct to say that he and Yan Bugui are masters and disciples.
Finally, there was an empty futon, which was purple in color and different from others. No one was sitting on it, but there was a woman standing next to it.
She looks very gentle, and although her appearance is not absolutely beautiful, her temperament can add to her aura.
Shen Lian guessed that this was the last senior sister in the House of Commons whom he had never seen before.
He didn't become a disciple, so Hong Qianya called him over, but Zhang Ruoxu didn't say anything.
Of course Shen Lian would not stand next to Zhang Ruoxu, otherwise he would be too conspicuous and walk to Hong Qianya.
There were three disciples beside Hong Qianya, all of whom were skilled in cultivation. They couldn't help but look at Shen Lian secretly. After all, Hong Qianya often mentioned him.
It's just that Shen Lian lives in seclusion and goes out to do business. The three of them have never met him.
In the end, Lu Shouyi and Jing Qing boy separated and left Zhang Ruoxu. The hall was full of practitioners, so they would not make noises when they got together like the foolish men and women in the world.
Then a sword light suddenly appeared in front of the main hall, and then disappeared in a flash. Looking carefully at the door of the main hall, it was clearly a Taoist, but the Taoist bun was not tied.
The Taoist's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his nose as if hanging from a gallbladder, held a long sword in his hand and stepped in through the door. His elegant demeanor made everyone in the hall couldn't help but shout that he looked like a swordsman.
He was naturally Chen Jianmei. He looked calm as he slowly walked to Zhang Ruoxu.
If anyone present closes their eyes, they will feel a sharp sword intent on his body. Although it has not actively escaped, it is impossible to ignore in the heart.
It was like he had been sharpening his sword for half his life, and finally he was revealed to the world, shocking the whole world.
Chen Jianmei bowed deeply. Countless times over the years, he wanted to go down the mountain to practice, look for opportunities, and break through, but Zhang Ruoxu stopped him.
Because Zhang Ruoxu believed that he had not yet shown his talents before.
Countless dark nights with no one around, only the coldness and loneliness accompanying me.
The Invisible Sword Technique is one of Qingxuan's 108 techniques. Since the creation of this technique, he was the first person to practice it to the eighth level, except for the senior teacher who created this sword technique.
Not to mention that under the Huan Dan, it is difficult to encounter an opponent. Even ordinary monks under the fifth level of the Huan Dan can kill them.
But no one knows this, because he doesn't think highly of ordinary disciples. When he gets serious, he can't even block a sword.
And it was impossible for him to challenge those elders.
Those who practice swordsmanship will feel extremely lonely if they don't have an evenly matched opponent.
After spending half his life sharpening his sword, now he has achieved success. No one but himself can deeply feel Chen Jianmei's mood, and Zhang Ruoxu is no exception.
Zhang Ruoxu stretched out his palm, touched the top of Chen Jianmei's head, tied up his long hair, and tied it into a bun, which meant that he was passing on the Dharma.
What is passed on is the legal tradition and Qingxuan's Taoist decree.
Finally, Zhang Ruoxu drew a mysterious rune and placed it on Chen Jianmei's forehead, faintly forming a sword shape, and then disappeared.
Once this is done, the Yuanqing Patriarch who has escaped the Great Thousand, including those still alive Immortals, can feel that Qingxuan has another true successor.
At the same time, the Patriarch of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties would also send a wisp of Taoist Dharma intention to Chen Jianmei across the world, which belonged to him alone. As long as he did not take the initiative to say it, no one else could know about it.
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