Chapter 352: Getting Started with the Prince, Donghua Teaching the Fa
Chapter 352 The Prince’s Introduction, Donghua Lectures
For Song Lin, it was eighty days, but to the outside world, it was eight days.
Donghua Jungle.
At this time a carriage came.
The horses have red dragon horns, four hooves are stepping on flames, and the carriage is tattooed with a dragon pattern that only the royal family can have.
The driver opened the curtain, and a fifteen-year-old boy with a thin build and clear eyes got out of the car.
He looked curiously at the magnificent palace in front of him.
The fairy spirit is floating in the air, and the immortals are riding on the clouds; it is in line with my own imagination of the residence of gods.
This was Wu Yi's first contact with Taoist priests and this mysterious and mysterious world.
From the moment Wu Yi left the palace, he had decided to give up the fight for the throne and turn to cultivating immortality.
The direct descendants of the royal family generally seldom practiced spiritual practice and mostly took elixirs to strengthen their bodies. The emperor could only live for more than a hundred years at most.
Even if you practice magic, the upper limit is the Qi refining period.
After all, the lifespan of Qi refining is two hundred years, and many Qi refining Taoist priests have not yet lived to be two hundred years old.
If you exceed the Qi refining period, you will be directly disqualified from competing for the throne, and you will immediately go to the fiefdom to become a vassal.
This is the consensus of Taoism.
Otherwise, if an emperor lives for a thousand years, the Dragon Head Taoist Alliance will sit there for too long.
Of course, the Taoist League also compensated the emperor who died of old age.
During the emperor's reign, he built mausoleums. These mausoleums are a kind of underground main formation. The dragon head master personally casts the magic. He can live for a thousand years after death and can move freely, which is much freer than ordinary underground masters.
After the coachman got off the bus at Wu Yi, he immediately started driving without stopping and appeared on the horizon in an instant without wanting to stop for a moment.
"Who is coming?"
Patrolling soldiers found this strange boy.
Wu Yi did not have the arrogance of a child of the royal family, so he gracefully handed over his hand and said: "I am Wu Yi, my younger brother who everyone in your hometown calls you. Please let me know."
The Taoist soldiers did not dare to neglect, so they turned around and informed Qingyu immediately.
After a while, a golden sword flew from the jungle.
The golden sword stopped in front of Wu Yi, and then slowly lowered to his ankles.
Wu Yi's heart moved. He seemed to understand the meaning and stepped on it without even thinking.
Whoosh!
The golden sword was raised at a right angle, thousands of feet into the sky.
Wu Yi was so frightened that he screamed.
He thought it would fall off, but he didn't expect the golden sword to firmly attract his feet like a magnet, and it didn't feel weightless.
After experiencing a brief panic, Wu Yi regained his composure and began to enjoy this feeling of freedom.
Since his mother died unexpectedly, he has not laughed for many years.
The royal family has no normal relatives, only eternal interests and intrigues. If you are not careful, you will be doomed.
This time I came out, firstly, to learn spells, and secondly, after I succeeded in my studies, I wanted to knock on the door myself and find out the truth about my mother's death.
"Thank you, Sister Yu."
Wu Yi murmured to himself.
The next second, Wu Yi appeared in front of Qing Yu.
"welcome."
Qingyu smiled.
"I've met Sister Yu."
Wu Yi took a step forward and bowed.
He was polite and courteous, showing his gentlemanly demeanor, as if the childish nature he had just now had never appeared.
"The rules of Donghua Jungle are very strict. Even if you are my brother, you have to go through the screening process before you can enter the sect and practice."
All Qingyu could do was to give Wu Yi the qualification to participate in advance.
"There is no rule without rules, I know that."
Wu Yi has no objection to this.
As expected, Wu Yi passed the assessment and reached the end directly.
The Taoist priests who guarded the inquiry were also surprised that a fifteen-year-old boy had such a strong mind.
After that, Wu Yi became a Taoist boy in Donghua Jungle.
What is surprising is that Wu Yi did not practice magic immediately, but closed the door to read the precepts and reneged on the Taoism.
In his words, he means to act before he does, to establish his mind first, and then practice Taoism.
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blessed land.
Song Lin's own state reached its peak.
The whole person is bathed in the purple aura, and a purple micro pattern between the eyebrows gives people a sense of mystery and mystery.
Name: Song Lin
Realm: Late period of Zifu (three flowers gathering at the top)
Daoxing: seven hundred and fifty years.
Supernatural powers:
Zhoutian Xingshu Thirty-six Cloud Seal Talisman Technique, Little Three Emperors Sutra, Northern Emperor Black Law, Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Zhi Ming Ling Ying Sutra, Seventy-two Changes, Donghua Dao Bing Xuan Zi Secret Code, Northern Emperor Xuantian Technique,
The Nine-Turn Returning Pill Reveals the Subtle Technique, the Nine-Turn Copper Skin Iron Bone Indestructible Technique (Six-Turn Perfection), the Divine Sky Thunder Technique, and the Heavenly Escape Sword Sutra.…
Blessings: [Emperor's Seal] [Xiuyue Great Witch] [Tan Temple Emperor's Blessing] [Golden Crow Yang Pattern] [Emperor's Qi-Looking Technique] [Arctic Purple Micro Dao Pattern]...
Items: Nine Immortal Capital Seal, Taishang Laojun Bagua Furnace, Human Emperor Sword, Dragon Mansion Jade Gourd, Yellow Mysterious Seal...
Song Lin pulled out a hair and became another clone.
"Phew, I finally got started."
Song Lin thought to himself.
An introduction to the seventy-two transformations to success.
From now on, I don't need to cast so many spells alone. One clone casts sword skills, one clone uses Taoist weapons, and the other clone uses thunder spells.
All in all, the strength has improved a lot.
In addition, he compiled some knowledge about alchemy, Taoist weapons, swordsmanship and thunder techniques.
This is a theory for several worlds.
It is not enough to change the world, but it is enough for me to have the Taoist level of a great mage in this aspect.
Eight days later.
A grand ceremony was arranged in the main hall in the center of Donghua Forest.
The sky is filled with yellow flags and the bells of Dharma are incessant.
The Dharma Assembly Altar is round in shape, and the middle altar is where Song Lin preached.
There are circles of desks and desks on the outside, which become more and more crowded as you go outside.
Many people inside and outside Daomen arrived at the scene.
The two palace masters of Donghua Alliance, the two elders of Yinquan Palace, the first corpse Yinhua, the sword guard of the exorcism altar, Zhengxin and Meihua are sitting in the first row, and there are many seats next to them.
Behind him are the jungle Taoist masters and other major business leaders.
After a while, Master Long flew over with his disciples.
"Eh? Zhi Xin, you're not dead yet?"
Master Long said in surprise.
There are many differences in the appearance and appearance of the person in front of me. There are fewer wrinkles on his face, his eyes have become sharper, and his facial features have changed.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is stopping the mind.
Seeing his old friend greeting him, Zhengxin smiled and said, "You got the wrong person, I call you Zhengxin."
"Good intentions."
Master Long smiled and came to sit next to Zhengxin.
Then came Taoist Langxiao from the Yuzhen Sect, the head of the Order Palace who was shocked by Song Lin's alchemy skills at the Holy Power Exchange Dharma Conference.
Taoist Jiulong and Taoist Juling of Lingbaomen.
The dragon layman of Welling Gate.
Gangdou Taoist from Yuanfu Sect.
Jiuying Taoist of Zhongzhen Sect.
A person of palace master level has arrived from each of the five major gates.
They were all very interested in Song Lin and came to investigate more or less under the orders of the Taoist Celestial Master.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yuying also came here.
It’s not Yunhai, it’s not the other palace masters, it’s not the Yin King who represents the Holy Mighty Jungle.
This proves that Tianhe doesn't want to cause trouble.
At this level of cooperation, even if there is trouble, Song Lin cannot be killed, and in the end he will only bring humiliation to himself.
So on the surface, I only sent Chu Yuying to check on the situation.
Of course, I don’t know how it was arranged secretly.
Everyone took their seats one by one, less than half an incense stick before the ceremony started.
At this time, a golden light flew from the sky.
The golden light seemed to spread across the void like a light path.
This golden light is a carriage.
The whole body is as transparent as jade, with cyan whirlwinds on both sides of the wheels, and the front of the car is pulled by a black water snake.
The jade car of the sun spanned dozens of miles in an instant and stopped steadily high in the sky.
The appearance on the stage made everyone’s eyes brighten.
Song Lin, dressed in black casual clothes, walked out slowly.
"Fellow Taoists, you have been waiting for a long time."
Song Lin feels very bland to others, and in the eyes of some people, his performance is crazy.
A few people snorted secretly and said they would look good to Song Lin later.
"Now that everyone is here, let's start the Dharma meeting. Refining alchemy is a must for practice. I'll start with alchemy first."
Since you want to build a reputation, you must use the one with the highest quality.
You must know that Song Lin's method of alchemy was passed down from the Three Qing Dynasties, and there is even the original text of the Three Qing Dynasties.
Except for Lang Xiao, some Taoist priests with alchemy foundation frowned secretly.
Where does this guy come from?
He sounded like he wanted to guide you in refining elixirs.
If it hadn't just started, they would have stood up and started shouting.
This is not to cause trouble, it is just like this at Dharma conferences. Arguments will be made whenever disagreements arise, and those with bad tempers will even curse.
"There are three schools of alchemy, lead and mercury, gold sand, and sulfur mercury."
Song Lin talked about the differences between a lot of alchemy schools.
Just when everyone thought this was a recruitment meeting for Taoist Taoists, the conversation changed again.
"Before the chaos of heaven and earth existed, lead took shape first, and then gradually gave birth to heaven and earth, yin and yang, five elements, all things and all kinds..."
Start simple, suddenly increase the difficulty, and the threshold is suddenly raised.
Except for the mage who has been immersed in the art of alchemy for a long time, everyone else is confused.
"Yang Dan is the mother qi of heaven and earth, and mercury is the son qi of heaven and earth. Using the mother qi to subdue the child qi, isn't it the same qi?..."
He doesn’t talk about techniques or elixirs, but he starts talking about “Tao”. Where does this person come from?
At this time, someone stood up and said:
"As the saying goes, what you learn on paper is only superficial. Talking and doing it are two different things. Since you, Taoist Song, feel you can give us guidance, why don't you show your hand?"
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