"Why does the baby want to be more than a father?"
"If Jinghong is strong, dad won't be unhappy."
Tushan Jinghong put the little book in her hand aside, pressed it together with the thunder beads given to her by Master Canglan, turned over and nestled against Tushanjun's generous shoulders.
Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly.
The path to spiritual practice is not that easy.
…
Months passed by in a hurry.
The Ghost King's Palace is very empty before dawn. Tu Shanjun has already dismissed the demons and ghosts from all directions and is reading quietly with a scroll in his hand.
This nine-pole demon-suppressing divine elemental thunder scripture.
The preface is incomplete and lost, but it does not affect the whole, because the practice content of the sutra is very complete.
This is a technique that is enough for practitioners to enter the realm of golden elixir.
Even if there are no follow-up exercises, as long as the realm is reached in the future, it will not be a big problem to switch to exercises that fit your own spiritual roots.
Wanfa Sect did not trick Tushanjun, but found a very good Thunder Scripture for him.
Of course, it is very different from the sect’s true method.
The sect's true method is one that can be practiced from the beginning to the very top. Every step has been rigorously calculated and explained by the sect's seniors. It is impossible to make mistakes even if you want to practice.
Some of the other Yeluzi techniques are extremely powerful, but not only are they difficult to practice, but they also have no predecessors to take care of them, so they can only explore by themselves. Even if they are extremely powerful after they are mastered, who can guarantee that they are on the right path?
Maybe the magic power will flow to other meridians, and the entire system of exercises will fall apart.
The formulas and formulas are quite mysterious. Those with spiritual roots can draw Qi by reading them, but then they need to understand the techniques in order to improve their cultivation level step by step.
Without the guidance of a famous teacher, even the operation of magic power and the key points of the Yin channels cannot be clearly distinguished. If you practice blindly, problems will arise.
The Thunder Scripture also has such hidden dangers. Fortunately, Tu Shanjun is a Jindan monk, so it is not a problem to analyze a skill.
After getting the Thunder Scripture, Tushanjun began to simulate.
There are thousands of yin gods in the Zunhun Banner, which is more than enough to help deduce and perfect a skill.
They have no sanity, but possess extremely high spiritual intelligence.
Once there is a problem with their skills, they can use the Yin Soul Pill to repair their Yinshen. There are many opportunities for trial and error.
As long as one of these thousands of different mana operations works, it will be successful.
Over the past few months, the annotations written by Tu Shanjun have been compiled into more than ten volumes. When stacked together, they are in sharp contrast to the thin scriptures. If placed in an ordinary Jindan family, they can also become a family treasure.
"The practice of the Divine Origin Thunder Scripture is not demanding, but it requires swallowing thunder seeds. A child's body cannot bear it." Tushanjun murmured and stretched out his ghost hand.
Purple-black thunder condensed in his ghost hands, and the thunder and lightning wrapped around his palm and turned into a dragon. When Tu Shanjun tightened his grip, it turned into a spherical thunder technique.
The most suitable practice method for this method is for a monk with a high level of cultivation to swallow a thunder seed and then take out a sliver of it for initiation. It is not only gentle and controllable, but also will not cause harm to children who have no magic power.
In this way, when it is combined with the magic power in the body, the divine thunder is created.
"Daddy."
Tushan Jinghong changed into a warrior outfit today, and his hair was tied up into a bun.
The ten-year-old girl has grown to four feet sixty-seven. Not only is she tall and graceful, she also looks quite heroic and brave after wearing this body. Coupled with her handsome face like the mountains and rivers, she is more outstanding than countless others in the world.
"My son..."
Tu Shanjun looked at Jinghong, and for a moment he felt that the child had grown up and finally felt a little calmer.
After all, you are always by his side, so you will definitely be like him.
Moreover, Tu Shanjun did not relax the education of his children, and tried his best to let the children have more knowledge while maintaining their nature.
Tushan Jinghong cupped his hands, bowed and said, "The child is here."
He raised his head again, his eyes full of longing and joy.
Today, she will feel angry.
How could it not be exciting to embark on the path of spiritual practice? Even the time to fall asleep last night was delayed.
Tu Shanjun casually raised the formation of the Ghost King Palace, and the inner and outer formations glowed faintly.
Then he opened the Jiuji Demon-Conquering Divine Yuan Lei Sutra in his hand and handed it to Jinghong: "Recite the words in the sutra."
To be honest, even though his spiritual roots have been awakened for a long time, it is inevitable for a father to feel nervous.
He didn't know why he was nervous. He knew there wouldn't be any problems and was fully prepared, but there was always some unexplainable turmoil in his heart.
"Sacrifice to the divine thunder of heaven and earth, use all my magic power, put the thunder of ten thousand tribulations into the urn, combine the divine essence, and create magical powers..."
"Good fortune Zixiao, help me on stage."
"...Refining Qi!"
As soon as the word Qi came out of his mouth, the surrounding spiritual energy turned into a cyclone.
A ray of mana is achieved in Dantian in an instant.
Tushanjun, who had been watching over him for a long time, stretched out his ghost hand.
The purple-black thunder turned into a firm grasp in his hand, and then turned into a thunder seal and blended into Jinghong's Dantian, matching the magic power of the thunder attribute.
The black-purple thunder suddenly turned into a dazzling pure purple, the light bloomed, and wisps of thunder surrounded Jinghong's side, protecting it.
"First level of Qi training."
Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh: "It was completed in an instant."
The tyranny of Tianlinggen is revealed here. He just recited the complete Qi training scripture and refined the Qi on his own. Even the surrounding spiritual Qi was attracted to form a cyclone. It is not wrong to say that he is the darling of heaven and earth.
"Dad, have I become a monk?" Tu Shan Jinghong looked in surprise at Tu Shanjun, who was standing in front of her, protecting her from the thick spiritual energy clouds in the sky.
Tu Shanjun nodded, since Jinghong has reached the level of cultivation, the accumulated spiritual energy does not need to be gathered.
A ten-year-old child cannot absorb so much spiritual energy.
Once the body is completely filled, it will cause considerable damage, so Tushanjun locked the spiritual energy in the sky and did not give them a chance to fall.
Jinghong looked at his father's tall figure, the surprise in his eyes was beyond words.
After becoming a monk, she finally felt the pressure from other monks.
It turns out that as a mortal, she is dull to the world. Even if the Golden elixir monk stands in front of her, she has no idea. This is not only the case for Tushan Jinghong, but also for other mortals.
As long as a Qi practitioner doesn't deliberately display his magic power, he won't attract the attention of mortals at all.
If the other party doesn't want you to find out, even if you stand in front of him, ordinary mortals won't know that the person in front of you is a monk.
It sounds like monks often move around in the world, but this is not the case.
There are few monks walking around in the world.
The mundane turbidity drives out the spiritual energy, making it unsuitable for long-term living.
In that case, the monk's cultivation level will not increase, and it will be difficult to even maintain his own cultivation level, so he needs to look for uninhabited mountains and rivers, these places where spiritual energy gathers.
It would be even better if you can find a spiritual vein. Maybe you can improve your cultivation here, and then build a family along the spiritual vein, and become a spiritual family from now on.
Tushan Jinghong obviously didn't know this common sense. She used to only think that her father looked tall and cold, and monsters from all over the world worshiped him. He should be very powerful, but she didn't have a measure of it.
This time I became a qigong practitioner and looked at my father again.
She felt like she was facing a big black sun. The light completely covered her father's body and appearance. The mana barrier held up by her unconscious breathing made her unable to stand still. Her body kept urging her to run away.
keep away.
"No, this is my father, why should I be afraid?" Tu Shan Jinghong roared filial piety in his heart. Under the tremendous pressure, he raised his head slightly and looked directly at his father who was like a black sun.
"Why should I run away?"
"This is my dad!"
The thunder in her body seemed to have heard her call and held up a thin shield.
Tushanjun frowned when he saw that the child was sweating.
The soft mana turned into a light shield and enveloped Jinghong's body, absorbing all the pressure on her body.
Tu Shanjun is not sure, because even if he restrains his aura, the aura of the Golden elixir monk is like the sun in the eyes of low-level monks.
Moreover, for monks, it is necessary to open the spiritual eyes to see, but Tushan Jinghong had his own eyes, and she didn't know how to use them, so she naturally kept them open.
The pressure was gone, but the black light still existed, blocking Tushan Jinghong's sight.
The child is also stubborn. It doesn't matter if he can't see clearly. He must look at it with his eyes wide open.
The magic power from Dantian surged into his eyes.
The magic that originally sealed the eyes suddenly collapsed, and Chongtong appeared.
"Look clearly!"
The black light like the sun extinguished in Jinghong's eyes, and then she saw Tushanjun's face clearly. His stern face was handsome and graceful, and his facial features were like everyone's calligraphy with splashes of ink.
It is folded horizontally to show its depth, its hooked moon surface is like frost, and its fangs are hidden in its mouth.
His red hair is disheveled and his horns are shining.
He shows his true nature as a demon, just like the peerless ghost king.
The heavy boy turns and shines brightly.
The layer of black fog behind Tushanjun was also lifted, and the densely packed figures turned their backs to her.
The first person turned around, followed by countless evil spirits and monsters.
Tushan Jinghong was completely stunned at this moment. It would only be one or two monsters. Behind his father were countless monsters, many of them even like black suns.
She couldn't help but think of what she said to her father a few months ago, that she wanted to surpass him.
But, when I saw you today...
Tu Shanjun felt the prying eyes, and immediately blocked them with his magic power, looked at Jinghong's double child, and re-used seals to repair the broken spell, thus suppressing the feeling of being spied on.
Seeing Tu Shan stunned on the spot with his eyes blank, Tu Shanjun understood immediately.
A ray of golden light emerged from his fist.
While spreading his fists, he yelled: "Wake up!"
Wow.
The baby burst into tears immediately, hugged Tushanjun and said, "Dad, Jinghong is scared."
Tu Shanjun patted the baby's back, his warm hands containing gentle magic power.
I guarded myself day and night, but I didn't expect that the uneasiness came from myself.
Fear is human nature. When it reaches the top, it is natural to let her cry, otherwise she will be bored to death. Therefore, Tushanjun wakes up the baby at that moment.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dad will teach you a set of boxing techniques."
"You won't be afraid after you practice."
This chapter has been completed!