Chapter 114: Immortal Pointing the Way
That night, Xiao Mian had a dream.
On the top of the green mountain, on the top of the white cloud, a figure gradually became clear.
The man was dressed in white, but his face could not be seen clearly. He was thin and elegant, standing proudly among the white clouds on the top of the mountain, without saying a word or moving. After a long time, the man in white turned around, smiled slightly towards a place in the endless void, and then whistled softly in the air-
"Floating up the cloud road, dimly entering the long sky. The stars and officials are far away, and the time and disaster are far away."
With these words, the man in white waved his hand, and the white clouds in the sky gathered towards the man in white like swimming fish. The white clouds had shape and substance, but when they gathered towards the man in white, they were winding and circling, as if an invisible hand was guiding the movement of the white clouds. The white clouds were sometimes light, sometimes slow, sometimes rushing, and sometimes condensing and gathering momentum. When the white clouds in the sky were swept away and gathered on the white-clothed man, those white clouds actually emitted a mysterious white divine light.
As soon as the white clouds were gone, thick yellow clouds appeared in the sky.
The yellow clouds, like the white clouds, gathered on the white-clothed man in a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, which was sometimes slow or fast, but very different from the white clouds. When the yellow clouds all returned to the white-clothed man, they gathered into a yellow divine light. Then a group of blue clouds appeared in the sky, but they gathered on the white-clothed man in another completely different way. The clouds were exhausted and formed a blue divine light.
At this time, the white-clothed man's three-color divine light of black white, yellow, and blue flowed. Although the white-clothed man did not make any gestures or speak, he was like a fairy.
However, this was not the end. The white-clothed man waved his hand casually, and the three-color divine light around him silently shattered and re-divided into three-color clouds. At this time, the three-color clouds were in each other, neither yellow nor green. The man in white didn't care at all, and waved his hand casually, and the three-color clouds gathered again.
But this time the route of the three-color clouds was different from the previous three times. At the end, a layer of almost transparent light appeared on the man in white!
Then the light converged, and the figure of the man in white gradually disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a sigh-I wish to get the Sanyuan meeting, and the golden appearance will return!
When Xiao Mian woke up from his dream, this sentence was still echoing in his mind.
However, Xiao Mian soon remembered the three-color clouds that gathered on the man in white, especially the dark white clouds at the beginning. The route that gathered on the man in white made Xiao Mian feel familiar. When he thought of the dark white divine light that emerged from the man in white after the white clouds gathered, Xiao Mian's alarm clock flashed, and he suddenly realized.
Isn't the route of the white clouds converging to the white-clothed man the route of running the true qi recorded in the "Taiqing Wuwei Sutra"?
Thinking of this, Xiao Mian carefully considered that the route of the yellow clouds and blue clouds after that was exactly the route of running the true qi in accordance with the "Shangqing Sutra" and "Yuqing Sutra". Thinking deeper.
Then the route of the three-color cloud clusters converging together at the end, isn't it - "Sanqing Holy Scripture"! ?
After this idea came out of Xiao Mian's mind, it could no longer be suppressed.
After pondering for a long time, Xiao Mian decided to experiment first.
Xiao Mian now only has the sense of qi in his body, and the true qi he produces is extremely weak. Even so, Xiao Mian still follows the method of the white-clothed man in the dream to gather the three-color clouds, mobilize all the weak true qi, and slowly circulate it to make it stronger.
Strangely enough, the weak true qi was inexplicably strengthened by three points after being turned through Xiao Mian's special operation method, which surprised Xiao Mian.
You know, when he practiced the "Tai Qing Jing" alone, he could only strengthen his true qi by one point after running it once. Now, the efficiency of this inexplicable running method is more than three times that of the "Tai Qing Jing". How could Xiao Mian not be surprised and happy?
At this time, Xiao Mian had determined: this inexplicable running method is probably the Three Pure Ones Bible!
However, another question came to his mind: Why did he have such a strange dream for no reason? After his own experiments, Xiao Mian determined that the flow route of the three-color cloud group that appeared in the dream was exactly the luck route of the Three Pure Ones Bible. If he could understand the Three Pure Ones Bible by having a dream for no reason, even Xiao Mian himself would not believe it!
Could it be because of the Three Pure Ones Guiyuan Body?
After thinking of this barely reasonable reason, Xiao Mian no longer thought about it. Now that he knew the real Three Pure Ones Bible, how could he slack off?
From that day on, Xiao Mian began to practice according to the route of the three-color cloud in his memory. Strangely enough, after he practiced according to that route, the vague memory in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to!
Of course, this is a good thing, so Xiao Mian is not surprised.
After that, Xiao Mian's practice speed was unbelievable even to himself: on average, he opened up one meridian every month. In just one year, his practice broke through to the twelfth level of the Qi training stage, and he quickly entered the state of great perfection of the Qi training stage without much accumulation. This practice speed shocked not only Xiao Mian himself, but also the ghost head in his body. He looked at Xiao Mian with doubts, and then seemed to think of something, so the ghost head did not ask, but just let it go.
As for Fu Qingqiong, he also came to see Xiao Mian several times during this period. In front of Xiao Mian's crazy practice speed, he could only admit defeat, and at the same time, he felt relieved.
Of course, only Xiao Mian himself knew that there was a reason for his seemingly crazy breakthrough speed: first, he had successfully built a foundation before, so it was natural for him to do it again; second, his meridians had been cultivated by the "Ten Thousand Poisons Curse", which was more tenacious and broad than before, which was very helpful for practicing Qi; third, and of course the most important, was the mysterious Sanqing Bible!
The first Taoist foundation-building technique, well-deserved reputation!
Of course, in this year, Xiao Mian's progress was not only in practicing Qi, but he practiced three meridians at the same time.
Long before Xiao Mian started practicing Qi again, his three souls had reached the level of balanced resonance, and what was lacking was the synchronous resonance of the seven spirits. After a year of tempering, Xiao Mian's three souls and seven spirits had entered a state of balanced resonance. The next step was that he could try to integrate the separated three souls and seven spirits into one. At that time, his soul domain would be greatly expanded, and accordingly, the soul strength would be greatly enhanced, and all of these would have a huge driving effect on the generation of divine thoughts and consciousness in the future.
As for body training, Xiao Mian had actually completed the initial practice of "The Curse of Ten Thousand Poisons", but because of the separation of his three souls, Xiao Mian could have three thoughts in his mind at the same time. One thought was used to train his qi, one thought was used to train his spirit, and the other thought was idle anyway. Xiao Mian unexpectedly came up with a bold idea: he planned to use "The Curse of Ten Thousand Poisons" to temper the eight extraordinary meridians in his body, which were different from the twelve main meridians!