Chapter 12: Become a disciple of Ziyang Zhenren
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji handed over Qian Yi's letter. (There is no record in history that the two knew each other, and it is not even clear whether they had met each other. It is a fabrication!)
"Please wait a moment, sir." Having said that, he ran inside.

Murong Ji was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

She turned to the two maids and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sisters. Just send me here."

He took out a handful of gold leaves and stuffed them into their hands, "You've had a hard time on the way home, so come and have some fun before you go back."

The two hesitated for a while, and Murong Ji said directly: "Don't worry about Auntie. How could she take back the rewards she gave out?"

"Sir, no, it's the owner who wants us to accompany you to study..."

Murong Ji laughed and handed over a letter. "I'm here to study and learn skills, not to enjoy life. I'll just tell my aunt."

After sending a few people down the mountain, the young Taoist priest also came out.

Seeing that Murong Ji was the only one left, he was a little surprised, "You, come with me to see the Grandmaster."

Murong Ji was carrying the package with some difficulty. He followed the young Taoist priest and asked, "My name is Murong Ji. I don't know your name yet, Taoist brother."

The young Taoist smiled shyly: "My name is Weng Baoguang."

Murong Ji was stunned and had no impression of it.

The two entered the inner courtyard of Tongbai Palace, and Murong Ji finally saw the True Man Zi Yang whom he had been thinking about for a long time.

It’s just that this image is really… hard to describe in words.

His Taoist robe was tattered and baggy, his hair was grey and his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were bright.

"You were recommended by Qian kid?"

Murong Ji quickly bowed and said, "Disciple Murong Ji, greetings to the senior."

"Murong? The Murong from Gusu?" Zhang Boduan frowned slightly, looking somewhat unhappy. That person has wolfish ambitions, and the whole family is not likable.

"Senior, your birth is not something we can decide, but what kind of person you become is up to you."

Zhang Boduan raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Murong Ji.

"Well, that's interesting, but why should I accept you?"

Murong Ji's heart sank and he quickly tried to think of a reason. Zhang Boduan did not urge him but waited for him quietly, or rather, ignored him.

Murong Ji thought for a long time and had some ideas in his mind, four words: the unity of the three religions.

If Wang Yangming's philosophy of mind is the highest peak of the integration of the three religions, then before him, his predecessors had already begun to pave the way for him.

For example, Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism integrated the three religions into Confucianism and Legalism.

For example, the Golden Elixir Method integrates the three religions with Taoism.

For example, Zen Buddhism integrates the three religions through Buddhism.

When did it start?

Since Xuanzang returned from his journey to the West, Buddhism seemed to be dominated by Zen Buddhism. After the Sixth Patriarch Huineng achieved great success in Buddhist studies, there began to be signs of the integration of Buddhism and Taoism in Zen Buddhism.

It was not until the founding of the Song Dynasty that Chen Tuan integrated the doctrines of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism into the study of Yi and created the "Innate Yixue".

It laid the foundation for Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism in later generations.

Today, Zhang Boduan, influenced by Zen Buddhism, advocates the "Three Religions in One" and attempts to integrate Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism with the Taoist theory of cultivating nature and life, and founded the Southern School of Taoism.

Murong Ji exhaled, he had an idea. "Zhou Zi's Taiji turns into a human being, while Chen Tuan's Wuji turns into an elixir."

"Crack!"

The pen in Zhang Boduan's hand was broken in an instant. He was stunned and looked at Murong Ji in disbelief. He swallowed and asked, "What did you say?"

Murong Ji bowed slowly, saying that he was a product of the impact of Internet information and had taken advantage of time and these giants. Facing these sages, no matter who they were, they all wanted to kneel down to them.

"Disciple Murong Ji, I pay my respects to the Master."

Zhang Boduan's face darkened. Was he being scammed?! This guy is so shameless?!
"Fuck off!"

Murong Ji was still kneeling, mumbling: "Medicine can only take shape when it meets Qi, and the Tao is in the void and in harmony with nature."

Zhang Boduan waved his hand suddenly, and Murong Ji was lifted up by a force of energy and sat opposite him.

"Who are you anyway?"

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, "Disciple Murong Ji, a seeker of truth who does not know the immensity of heaven and earth."

Zhang Boduan suddenly laughed, "Haha, I am almost done with my life, and you gave me a surprise."

"Disciple, I dare not. I am just repeating what others have said. I just want to learn your golden elixir method." Murong Ji exhaled slowly and explained frankly.

Zhang Boduan smiled but said nothing. He took a new pen and started writing.

Murong Ji was very observant. He ground ink and added water to help him organize the manuscript.

In this way, Murong Ji settled down. This stay lasted for two years.

Practice martial arts and read books to gain enlightenment.

The rules of the Quanzhen Sect at that time were not very strict. It was not until the birth of a man named Wang Chongyang that the Quanzhen Sect was completely established.

In his spare time, Zhang Boduan taught Murong Ji how to practice the Golden Elixir Method.

At this time, the Golden Elixir Method had not yet formed a complete martial arts system. It had to wait until Wang Chongyang was born to organize the inner alchemy theory and create the Xiantian Gong.

"My disciple, I am very curious, why do you call the inner alchemy method the golden elixir method?"

Murong Ji looked at his master lying on the rocking chair in a daze, "Isn't that what you said? After swallowing a golden elixir, I realized that my fate is not determined by heaven."

Zhang Boduan sat up abruptly, and looked at his young disciple who was constantly practicing Xiao Wuxiang Gong and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and sucked his teeth.

He was just talking nonsense, how did it get leaked?
After lying down again, Zhang Boduan sighed softly, "Why are you so stupid? Now that you have mastered the three Yin meridians of the hand, why can't you try the three Yang meridians of the hand and the three Yang and three Yin meridians of the foot?"

Murong Ji was stunned by the movements in his hands, "Master, this, this can be practiced blindly?"

"Bah! I've never seen anyone as stupid as you. You can't even open up the meridians in your hands and feet, and you're still practicing the Zhoutian Great Meridian!"

"Hurry up! You are such a waste, why are you so stubborn?"

Murong Ji: "..."

After practicing a small Wuxiang Gong and circulating through all the meridians in his body, Murong Ji finally reacted and his meridians were unblocked.

With the above, middle and lower three inner dantians as the foundation, there is no need to store any energy or rely on any luck.

“Using the human body as the cauldron, the essence and energy in the human body and mind as the medicine, and the spirit as the fire, through internal cultivation, the essence and energy are condensed and not dispersed, forming the “golden elixir”.”

Zhang Boduan's voice gradually became louder. Murong Ji remembered his every word. He did not have a photographic memory, so he could only write it down in a small notebook.

"To cultivate both sex and life, there are three indispensable dantians: the lower dantian stores essence, the middle dantian stores qi, and the upper dantian stores spirit..."

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and rubbed his swollen forehead. "Refine the essence into qi, refine the qi into spirit, refine the spirit back to emptiness, refine the emptiness into the Tao? The three elixirs are completed, and they are combined into one and gathered at the top of the head? The three flowers gather at the top of the head?"

Zhang Boduan sat up suddenly and stared at him.

Murong Ji swallowed his saliva, "Master, could you please not be so startled? It's very scary."

(End of this chapter)