Having said that, this practice also has its own unique features.
Chen Yu once deduced the refining of blood orifices by just a few steps of fixing acupuncture points on Qimeng to open up the body, and further developed and used it to extract the power that suits oneself, thus cultivating and cultivating a wonderful scene.
Now, there was a fork in the road under his feet, and the other end seemed smooth. He had no reason to abandon it. Chen Yu continued to delve into the sea of books, and countless feelings emerged, swirling and extinguishing in the sea of consciousness, setting off huge waves.
Collision, touch, and a little bit of inspiration comes from it.
Gradually, this practice method, which he named "Virtual God", took shape, but it did not go into depth. Instead, he tried to replicate some of its beneficial features on his own path.
The sun rotates, the stars and the moon fly.
This is not a day's work, not to mention that Chen Yu wants to use the 100,000 volumes of Taoist scriptures in Zhenwu Mountain to sort out the past in one go, fill in the shortcomings, and integrate the various cultivation methods he possesses into one pot, so that he can cook
Practice a little, extract the essence and discard the dross, and make the road under your feet wider and smoother.
In the blink of an eye, six days passed.
On this day, Chen Yu was still nesting in the Twenty-eight Mountains of Zhenwu Mountain, constantly going back and forth between the mountains, rummaging through the collection of books outside the three major Buddhist scripture pavilions, and even later even waved his hand to hundreds of Taoists in the mountains.
Memories, aside from all kinds of privacy, all the scriptures and meanings heard and seen are excerpted and copied, put into the consciousness, turned into handfuls of firewood and ignited a flame, fiercely burning that inch made of thousands of things.
A vague aura formed by thoughts.
Half a month after the small competition, Zhenwu Mountain returned to its usual peace, and the bustle and noise were blown by the wind. However, when the young Taoist priests were happily discussing this harvest, the mountain talkers had been summoned to the main line. When they returned from
When I walked out of the golden dome of the main hall, a shadow hung in my eyes, as if a huge stone was weighing on my heart.
"Master, does it have to be like this?"
With a bamboo hairpin stuck in his hair, the old Taoist priest turned his head when he heard the words and looked at the middle-aged Taoist who was following quickly.
The other party's face was scorched, and he was stroking it with his hands, and his gold-threaded green sleeves were unknowingly wrinkled.
"Xuan Ming, don't panic."
The old Taoist priest shook his ruler, stroked his beard and looked back.
"Your uncle has his own considerations. Maybe you feel that the current situation is not like this, and the worst is to close the mountain. However, you are standing in different positions, and your thoughts should be different."
"Besides, the current situation is no longer what we originally expected, and it cannot be overcome with just a letter."
The old Taoist priest walked down the heavenly steps, walking slowly but calmly, "Zhengyang Temple is in a difficult and dangerous situation, and Zhenwu is also embarrassed. This is inevitable. As the master of Zhenwu, senior brother naturally has to learn from the twenty-eight mountains, eight hundred disciples, and two thousand
Disciples, as well as the tens of thousands of people who are attached to my Zhenwu, think about it."
After that, the old Taoist priest turned around and glanced at the middle-aged Taoist who was still a little depressed. The other person sighed helplessly: "Of course I understand what the master said, but time is not waiting for me. The situation at the foot of the mountain is getting worse day by day. Zhengyang observes himself.
It’s not easy to even maintain a ray of incense.”
The middle-aged Taoist frowned and continued: "The sealing of the mountain at this moment not only protects the disciples' children, but also does not completely separate the imperial court. It would not be a bad thing if another Zhengyang disciple is extradited in advance to continue his inheritance.
Good thing..."
"Okay! I, a true martial artist, can't do this to add insult to injury."
"Master! Is this adding insult to injury?! This disciple has never thought of it this way. It's just that Zhengyang Temple and Liang Ting were too deeply entangled in the past ten years, and now it's just a backlash. The Tao turns around, and Zhao Zhao doesn't understand why.
Just drink it and you’ll have it…”
Snapped!
"The old Taoist asked you to read some books on Buddhism to draw parallels, and you will definitely understand it?!"
With a slap on the shoulder, the old Taoist priest was full of anger, as if he was about to clean up his family in the next moment. The middle-aged Taoist muttered, but did not continue. He just took a few peeks and waited until the old Taoist's anger subsided.
Still couldn't help but advise: "This disciple doesn't mean that, but if you really want to follow the ideas of the headmaster and the masters of Dangmo Peak, Huayang Peak and other mountains, I'm afraid that in the future you will not only offend the court, but it will also be difficult to keep the incense of Zhengyang Temple.
It may even harm yourself!”
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest looked deeply, then turned around, waved his sleeves, and walked away.
"Stop bothering me with these things, I'd better listen to your uncle and go get some rest!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest had no time to catch up, and more Taoists walked out from all around. They were of different ages, but they could not be considered young.
Everyone nodded in greeting, or chatted for a while, and shared some thoughts that had not been expressed in the golden dome hall for further reference.
The middle-aged Taoist priest also joined in and expressed his thoughts again, but there were not many supporters. He had no choice but to do it for the sake of Zhenwu. Whether he extradited Zhengyang Guan or closed the mountain and closed the door, he had no selfish motives.
"That's all. Since we will face Liang Ting sooner or later, we will go to the main line to discuss with the leader later. Even if the mountain is not closed, some necessary preparations must be made to prevent Liang Ting from being crazy and causing trouble."
He had traveled in the lower reaches of the mountains, and his impression of the imperial court was not good at all. He knew that those powerful people with jade hats and fur coats had no bottom line.
Zhenwu Mountain is too big, with 300 miles of rivers, and almost occupies half of Yuezhou. It is huge in power, and it is the leader of the Taoist sect. It is highly respected in the martial arts world and among people, second only to Zhengyang Temple.
If not, why would the King of Yue, who was the uncle of the current Emperor Liang, be sealed here?
Heavily guarded by soldiers, relatives of the emperor, and an armed force under his command, such a nearly earthly emperor was only two hundred miles away from Zhenwu Mountain. The imperial court was not just looking for trouble for itself after it was full.
"I hope they will consider it, otherwise something bad will happen."
The middle-aged Taoist priest said goodbye to the other mountain masters. As he walked on the road, he was thinking about when and how to offer advice again. As a true disciple of Yuhua in Zhenwu Mountain, the middle-aged Taoist priest could not compare with his senior brothers for their amazing talents and talents.
It is better that the junior brothers and sisters are well versed in the ways of the world. Although they have become the mountain master of Liangyue Peak with their qualifications and limited understanding, they do not have many connections in the mountain. Only seven or eight of the twenty-eight mountains have some social contacts and can really talk to Taoist friends.
Yes, worthy of two or three.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Alas, fellow Taoist Xuancheng and Master Xuankong both went to the southwest not long ago. Now that this has happened, there is no one who wants to discuss it."
Fellow Daoist Xuancheng has always been very thoughtful, and he has acquaintances and friends all over Zhenwu. If we can discuss this matter, we may be able to make many changes.
However, more than a month ago, a letter from the southwest made this junior brother absent-minded. He spent the whole day talking about acupuncture points, qi and blood elixirs, etc. He was concerned about it, and the other party told him something, but what he heard in his ears was In the clouds and fog.
Half a month ago, fellow Taoist Xuancheng was so impatient that he not only took away the other two masters from Lique Mountain, but also invited away the famous Danding Master from Mount Twenty-Eight. He heard that the other master at the foot of the mountain went to Zhengyang Temple and Jingxin Pavilion again. , Taoist sects such as Wanmiao Danmen and even Jianghu forces invite people from all walks of life who are well versed in Qihuang's method of refining medicine.
We went to Southwest together.
The middle-aged Taoist priest Xuan Ming secretly said that the commotion at the beginning was quite big, and almost the entire Lingdan Peak was evacuated. Several masters and mountain masters followed suit, and a large mountain gate was built, and half-old Taoist boys were removed from top to bottom. Outside, anyone who could move was taken away by Xuancheng.
At that time, he was comprehending a newly acquired Taoist book and was immersed in it, but he didn't ask much about it.
All I know is that it seems to be related to the immortal elixir in the Southwest legend.
Shaking his head, he no longer thought about these things. What was more important now was how to face the current difficult situation. The presence or absence of several alchemy masters actually had little impact.
This should be the reason why the headmaster would let the other party leave.
Taoist Xuanming walked quickly towards Liangyue Peak. The mountain gate where he was stationed was in the northwest of Zhenwu and was very secluded.
…
On the official road, dust was rising everywhere.
The convoy that had just been rescued from a group of daring bandits was speeding up, trying to reach its destination before dark.
The one-armed Qian Xuanzhong, accompanied by his female family members, looked at the young man who was surrounded by a group of people, saying nice words one after another, and flattering him with a face filled with joy and brows waving.
"Hehe, this move is not about the black tiger taking out the heart, it is the secret skill of our Yi Jian Sect, the five-finger bone-breaking claw, a first-class martial arts technique!"
"Ah? How do you get someone out of marriage? This involves the secrets of the master's sect, but seeing that everyone is trustworthy, it doesn't hurt to tell you. This is it."
Ahem!
The burly young man spoke and stood not far in front of the team. The other person turned around and glanced at the junior brother who was already beaming with joy and was overwhelmed with joy. The blue veins on his forehead trembled. He then thought of this person's nature and had to take back the sermon he was about to say and glared. He glanced at the young man, allowing him to reflect, and then he stepped forward and calmly moved away the people who were chattering around him, making the team clean again.
This is a master.
Qian Xuanzhong secretly thought that he was now one-armed and could only practice the left-hand sword for a few months, which was not as good as before. But fortunately, the left-hand sword technique given by Taoist Master Chen was extremely powerful. Each move was far more powerful than before. This increased and decreased his strength. It is not much weaker than the ordinary Tongjin level.
It's just that the person opposite may not be as simple as Tongjin... He glanced vaguely, and turned his eyes to the other person without any trace, that young man, if the former's muscles, bones, skin and flesh could be recognized by him who has been trained for a long time , judging that the strength is not low, then the meaning is a bit strange.
There had just been an attack by bandits, and just when he was about to take action, these two men came on horseback from behind the team. The handsome young man seemed to hate evil, so he drew his long sword and fought with the enemy.
Qian Xuanzhong could see clearly that this man did not have much strength and his muscles were loose. He might not be able to exert strength for more than a hundred days. However, it was such a young man who chopped off the wooden shield that the bandit had obtained from nowhere with one sword.
Thick, enough for one finger!
Innate divine power? Explosive skill?
Judging from his subsequent movements with ease, it was not for the above reasons that Qian Xuanzhong was curious, but he did not bother to ask directly. He was now hiding in the crowd, just to protect his relatives, friends and family.
I don't want to cause trouble too much.
On the other side, the young man was still mumbling, following behind the burly young man, also riding a horse.
"Uh, senior brother, don't tell the master. You just couldn't help it. People are like this sometimes."
The burly young man's face was filled with black lines as he smiled playfully and kept compensating.
He glanced sideways behind him, drove his horse close, and whispered softly: "The secret method of qi and blood has just been completed, so it should not be displayed in a big way! If the master had done what you did just now, he would have slapped the ground on the ground, let alone what happened next.
Even with just two or three simple words, he was praised so highly that he was almost exposed!"
However, the young man, Li Mubai, didn't seem to care much. He just shook his head and didn't care.
"Senior brother, what you said is wrong. Qi and blood are mysterious. However, except for us, even Master and Senior Brother Mu can't practice it at all. What's the point even if others listen to it? There are countless martial arts in the world, and those who claim to be able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth
Also, as long as others have not witnessed the scarlet mist, they will not be able to imagine the extraordinary power."
The burly young man hesitated when he heard the words, and couldn't help but feel a little agreement. After a moment, he realized that this bastard almost got himself into trouble again!
"What bastard words! What Master means is that it's better not to use it if possible. Put away that stinky and showy temper, so as not to be beaten by Master after you enter the city!"
"..."
Seeing the young man's expression that if you dare to disobey, I will report it immediately, Li Mubai finally suppressed his eagerness to express himself and kept squeezing it with one hand. In the subtle places that no one could see, there was a trace of red blood-like power quietly brewing.
When the burly middle-aged man saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed a wonderful method passed down by his master. He didn't know where he got it. With his junior brother's physique, he could actually develop such strange power.
It was a pity in his heart that his physique was not very suitable for this method. Just looking at the various training methods presented by the master made people shudder. It was only the young junior brother who was so heartless that he could withstand it.
Li Mubai didn't quite know what the senior brother next to him was thinking. If he knew about it, he would probably laugh out loud. The master himself couldn't figure out what master's magic method was, so he had to teach him step by step!
He is not even as enlightened as Senior Brother Mu. At least he has learned something from these scarlet powers, which the three call the power of Qi and Blood, and has really polished a set of internal martial arts, which is enough for Senior Brother Mu to fight against dragons and tigers.
Go a long way.
Not far behind him, in the motorcade, Qian Xuanzhong had just comforted his wife and mother, and took some plaster and applied it on their eyebrows and necks to relieve their fatigue from the long journey.
At this moment, he was looking intently at Li Mubai and Li Mubai on the tall horse, especially the other's right hand that was twitching from time to time.
…
Boom!
It was another early morning, with dark clouds.
The hurried army horses came to a halt, and the accompanying supervisors looked towards the sky, only to see dark clouds pressing over them, while the sun was shining brightly twenty miles away.
Really weird!
It was raining heavily and they didn't want to trek any further. The soldiers chose a slope and set up camp on the spot to wait and rest for a while.
In the sky, thousands of feet above.
Boom!
The thunder and lightning flashed in chaos, like the roar of an angry dragon.
The next moment, a bright silver light flashed through the sea of clouds, then suddenly brightened and disappeared, causing the sky to surge again.
Boom! The thunder exploded, and the mountain pass echoed with ear-splitting roars. The rocks trembled. Some soldiers saw this scene and quickly reported it. Soon, thousands of people endured the mud under their feet and retreated for several miles. Only then did they retreat.
will be stable.
Half an hour later, the clouds cleared and the rain cleared.
The sky was bright, and when everyone looked up, they vaguely saw a huge golden sun rising slowly between the clouds and the sky.
It quickly dispersed, some people exclaimed, but more people didn't see it, so they just thought it was a mirage after the rolling rain clouds.