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"One in a thousand chance? Too low. And enlightened in a dream."
Zhao Zijing frowned.
"My generation practiced by gathering three flowers internally and cultivating five qi externally. Mortal things such as sleeping and dreaming have long been abandoned. Even if I deliberately pick it up and let go of my mind, under the instinct of cultivation, I guess I am still in a state of half-dream and half-awake. , but dreaming is impossible."
What is the dream?
Dreams are subconscious activities.
And immortal cultivators have to gather the three flowers of essence, qi and spirit, even the lowest level of qi training realm. The focus of the practice of immortal cultivators is refining and transforming qi.
But it is also necessary to polish the mind from time to time, subdue the distracted thoughts, and suppress the distracting thoughts in the heart.
The so-called meditation practice, to put it bluntly, is to suppress the subconscious activities of one's own, so as to control the body and mind.
Lynch always thought that immortals used meditation instead of sleep, so they would not dream.
But in fact, practice itself is doomed to miss the dream.
Unless the cultivator completely abandons the restraint of the mind and allows the mind to have distracting thoughts, it is absolutely impossible to dream.
"Is that so?"
The emperor of Song Dynasty immediately looked disappointed, "Then it seems that this yellow rice wine is only suitable for ordinary people."
"That's not necessarily true. Give me the recipe of Huangliang wine, and I'll see if I can improve it into a Dan recipe."
Zhao Zijing waved his hand, showing that his interest in Huangliang wine did not diminish.
What is the most important thing in the world of cultivating immortals?
Wealth, spouse, law, land?
No, no.
For a family cultivating immortals who rely on blood as a fetter, talent is actually the most important thing.
Otherwise, there would be no mediocre members of the Immortal Cultivation Clan who would fail in the Immortal Ascension Conference held every ten years.
Therefore, pills and magic weapons that can enhance one's talent and help one to practice enlightenment are the most valued resources in the entire world of cultivating immortals.
Although the yellow rice wine in front of him is a bit tasteless in Zhao Zijing's opinion, as long as it can help enlightenment, then it has merits.
"Wait a minute, what is the spring water in the Enlightenment Pond?"
Zhao Zijing spotted the most conspicuous ingredient in the Huangliang wine recipe at a glance, and opened his mouth in displeasure.
"This Enlightenment Pool is a mountain spring pool in Luojing Mountain."
The Song Emperor hurriedly explained, for fear that Zhao Zijing would think he was hiding something.
It turns out that the reason why Huangliang wine has a [-]% chance of helping people achieve enlightenment in dreams is not because of the formula of Huangliang wine, but because of the spring water from Wudao Pond added to Huangliang wine.
"We have tested that if you soak in the Dao Enlightenment Pond to cultivate, the chance of enlightenment in the dream can be increased to [-]%. But in order to prevent the magic effect of the Dao Enlightenment Pond from being exhausted before the arrival of the immortal master."
"So over the years, we have tried our best to limit the use of Wudao Pond, and instead use the spring water of Wudao Pond to refine Huangliang wine."
Emperor Song's explanation made Zhao Zijing disagree.
I understand that the little thoughts of the emperor of the Song Dynasty are nothing more than wanting to keep the water flowing.
After all, it is much more cost-effective to use Huangliang wine to gain benefits than to open the Enlightenment Pond.
"Take me to the Enlightenment Pool immediately."
Zhao Zijing spoke directly.
Facing the [-]% chance of enlightenment, Zhao Zijing was moved.
Chapter 5 Give You a Good Fortune
"it's getting dark."
Lynch sat cross-legged in the courtyard, and the sandalwood was fragrant, but it was hard for Lynch to calm down.
After ten years of planning, it's time to reveal the ending.
Even for the arrival of this day, Lynch has already deduced it many times in his dreams.
But still a little nervous.
"Yellow Liangjiu, Enlightenment Pond."
"Yellow Liangjiu may not be able to impress that white-robed immortal master."
"But Wu Dao Chi, I don't believe he's not interested."
Lynch muttered to himself, reviewing his own layout.
For the past ten years, he has been staying in Luojing City, wandering around in the market, seemingly doing nothing all day long.
But in fact, both Huangliang Wine and Wudao Pond were created by him.
The so-called Enlightenment Pond was originally just an ordinary spring pool in Luojing Mountain.
The so-called Huangliang wine is naturally packaged ordinary wine brewed with mountain spring water.
The reason why Huangliang Wine and Enlightenment Pond can make people enlightened in their dreams.
This is naturally the result of Lynch's secret manipulation.
Over the years, he has been secretly marking the people who entered the Enlightenment Pond and drank the yellow rice wine.
And there is a huge gap between the chances of enlightenment in dreams.
In addition to the need to distinguish the efficacy of Wu Dao Pond and Huangliang wine.
The more important reason is that the base of taking yellow rice wine is too large, and Lynch can't take care of it at all.
Originally, according to Lynch's initial plan, he was only going to spread the magic effect of the Enlightenment Pond.
In this case, he can completely increase the chance of Enlightenment in Wu Dao Chi's dream to [-]%, or even higher.
But in the end, Lin Qi chose to use Huangliang wine and Wudao pool together, which of course reduced the probability of making the immortal cultivator's heart beat.
But it can also avoid attracting the real attention of immortal cultivators.
He just wanted to plot against an ordinary immortal cultivator, and to spy on the cultivation skills of immortal cultivators.
I don't want to attract the Jindan boss and the Nascent Soul boss.
Too dangerous.
"It's not all-or-nothing yet."
"Even if it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time."
"In short, we still need to focus on stability... Huh."
Lynch was suddenly pleasantly surprised that the dream mark moved.
……
"This is where?"
In the pure white space that seemed to be nothingness, Zhao Zijing looked at it vigilantly, his thoughts spinning rapidly.
Soon, an idea popped up.
Zhao Zijing suddenly realized.
"This is my dream."
"At the moment, I am soaking in the Enlightenment Pond and dreaming, trying to try to achieve enlightenment in a dream."
"So how do you get enlightened?"
Zhao Zijing was thinking about it when he suddenly saw the stars disappearing in the pure white space in front of him, like a phantom of the universe.
In the magnificent sea of stars, there is a sense of immortality, flowers are falling from the sky, and golden lotuses are springing up from the ground.
In the void, a heavenly palace radiating endless immortal light descended from the sky.
In front of the Heavenly Palace, a god-man in golden armor is holding Mount Sumeru in one hand, and a Fangtian painted halberd shining with golden light in the other.
There was a vertical eye between the eyebrows, which seemed to be opened, full of the pressure of the gods, and shouted at Zhao Zijing, "I am the true king of Qingyuan Miaodao, since I have seen the heaven, why don't you worship!"
"True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao? Heavenly Court?"
Zhao Zijing's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously stepped back a few steps, his brows became more vigilant.
He clearly remembered that he was trying to achieve enlightenment in the Enlightenment Pond, but he hadn't entered any Heavenly Court, let alone encountered any True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao.
But in front of this golden-armored god-man who claims to be the True Monarch of Miaodao of Qingyuan, his aura is as majestic as a prison, and even the ancestor of Jindan in the family is much inferior.
So is it true?is fake?
Zhao Zijing was puzzled and thought in his heart.
Suddenly, I heard the True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao sigh.
"Forget it, now that the Heavenly Court collapses and the Lingshan Mountain dies, you fellow monks from the lower realms may have long forgotten my reputation in the Heavenly Court."
"I carry Mount Sumeru on my back with one hand, and hold the Nantian Gate with the other."
"All the heavens and myriad calamities are in my body."
"Although you are disrespectful to the Heavenly Court, you are still a monk of my human race. Since you have this opportunity, you can meet me."
"Come, come, I will give you a fortune."
Hearing Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao's condescending words, Zhao Zijing's heart was moved, thoughtful, and he took a few steps back quietly before asking, "Dare to ask Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao, what do you want?" What good fortune has to bestow on me?"
"Even though the heavenly court collapsed, the immortals and Buddhas are gone. But there are still three thousand immortal dharma inheritance in the heavenly palace, and there are also magic treasures and immortal medicines left by the immortal kings."
"If you enter the Heavenly Palace and my Heavenly Court, you will naturally have the opportunity to receive the inheritance of the Immortal Monarch."
True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao said.
"I don't want to enter any heavenly palace, and I'm not interested in entering your heavenly court."
"If you have any good fortune inheritance, you can give it if you are willing, and if you don't want to."
"Then forgive me for not accompanying me."
Zhao Zijing sneered and turned around.
"Damn it, shame on your face!"
"Then it's no wonder this seat!"
Master Qingyuan Miaodao's complexion changed drastically, he gave Zhao Zijing a vicious look, then turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Zhao Zijing.
At the same time, space changes.
The heavenly palace collapsed, and the fairy light fell.
As if the universe was shattered, endless malice grew and entangled Zhao Zijing.
Zhao Zijing's expression changed drastically, "Sure enough, he wants to take me away! Even a mere remnant dares to cause trouble, break it for me!"
Amidst the roar, Zhao Zijing only felt that an evil remnant soul broke into the sea of consciousness, wanting to occupy the magpie's nest and take the house from him.
But soon, he discovered that Cannian was so weak, like a candle in the wind, crumbling.
Almost without much effort, the remnant soul that was trying to take him away screamed and was completely wiped out by him.
At the same time, some memory fragments remaining in the remnant soul were captured by him.
Zhao Zijing let out a little gasp, and before he had time to check carefully, he heard someone shouting anxiously next to his ear, and someone even pushed him.
He quickly opened his eyes, and saw the Emperor Song eagerly said, "Master Immortal, you suddenly yelled just now, but what happened?"
Zhao Zijing gave the Emperor of Song a cold look, looked around, and found that he was still immersed in the Enlightenment Pond, his eyes flickered.
Zhao Zijing snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew up, throwing the Emperor Song and the surrounding guards out of Luojing Mountain.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Zijing followed the clues in his memory and dug up the Enlightenment Pond.
Not long after, he found a small green bottle without a cap in the depths of Enlightenment Pond.
The small green bottle is emerald green and transparent, as if carved from the best jadeite.
He picked up the small green bottle, shook it gently, and found a few drops of jade dew condensed in the small green bottle.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Zijing picked up the small green bottle and poured a drop of the jade dew in the bottle onto a green plant by the pool.