Outside Lu Peng, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu were called away by Daoxing Tianzun, and both master and disciple remained silent.
After walking under a tall pine tree a hundred steps away from Lu Peng, Daoxing Tianzun stopped, turned to look at the two of them, and was silent.
Han Dulong saw that his master had a bad look on his face and begged for mercy: "Master, I know I was wrong and I shouldn't have wasted your elixir..."
"Yes, master, if you want to beat us, take us farther away and beat us. If Nezha sees us, he will laugh at us again..." Xue Ehu also said in a buzzing voice.
"Alas..." Daoxing Tianzun waved his hands and sighed: "I won't beat you, and I won't punish you again in the future..."
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Among the reeds, Ran Deng's words kept ringing in Liu Qiao's ears, like a bewitching magic voice.
Liu Qiao never said a word, but Ran Deng knew what he was thinking like a roundworm in his belly.
If there were any worries in his heart, Liu Qiao didn't need to ask, Ran Deng would just say a word to dispel them.
Just when I was thinking that becoming a disciple wouldn't be a loss of seniority, Ran Deng said, "You don't even have seniority, so how can you be a loss of seniority?"
I also thought that apart from gaining status, there seemed to be no benefits to becoming a disciple...
Ran Deng began to talk about various Taoist and mysterious arts in Yuan Jue Cave, which made Liu Qiao very excited.
"Master, do you know how to perform the Nine Transformations Yuan Gong?" Liu Qiao suddenly raised his head and asked.
Ran Deng smiled and said: "I don't know how, but I have this mysterious skill, which can be changed and manifested by the wind. After practicing it, one method can be used to understand all methods. It can be as big and small as one wishes. It can control the sky and the earth. It can carry mountains and chase the moon.
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Liu Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he was puzzled. Since Ran Deng had this secret technique, why didn't he learn it himself?
Is it true that true immortals can be ever-changing and there is no need for them?
"Of course not. True immortals only cultivate their immortal bodies and have various powers, but they cannot be ever-changing." Ran Deng answered Liu Qiao's doubts again.
Then he stroked his beard and said: "This secret technique can only be practiced by specific people. Secondly, it is extremely difficult to achieve. Thirdly, it requires extremely high understanding to be able to adapt to this method."
Liu Qiao suddenly understood, no wonder Yuding Master didn't seem to have the ability to change. It turned out that there were many thresholds to practice this secret technique, and it was not something that could be mastered easily.
"Your understanding is pretty good. You can learn it and give it a try. If you succeed, you can come and go as you please within a few days."
However, there are some words that Ran Deng did not say. After this secret technique is practiced, the changes will be endless. The Dharma Protector is indeed powerful, but it is inevitable that there are still some hidden dangers in the immortal path.
Liu Qiao thought to himself, does he lack magical powers?
It seems that it is very lacking now, but in the future, I cannot say that I will be the one with the most magical powers in the three realms besides the leader.
The Nine Transformation Yuan Gong and the resurrection of the dead are indeed great supernatural powers, but the more powerful they are, the more difficult they are to achieve.
Ordinary immortals and qi practitioners will spend most of their energy studying one discipline, and may even become addicted to Taoism, forgetting to refine qi, form, and spirit, and eventually become dead.
Otherwise, Ran Deng should have mastered most of these magical powers.
But according to Liu Qiao's later generations, not many of the above-mentioned dozens of Taoist techniques were practiced by Ran Deng, otherwise he would not have been chased away by Zhao Gongming.
Not to mention other things, there is only the Five Elements Escape Technique. Liu Qiao has practiced it every day since he entered Taoism, spending almost half of his energy practicing it.
However, until now, it is still far from being possible to refine such Taoist skills into magical powers.
Liu Qiao shook his head and said: "Thank you for your favor, sir, and I forgive my disciple for not knowing how to praise me. In fact, it is Mr. Ziya who has given me the grace to enter Taoism and teach me the virtues of the Dharma. Therefore, I will never be repaid by death. How can I dare to say that I will switch to the master's sect?"
Liu Qiao thought clearly. He followed Ziya Gong. Although he was hungry for nine meals in three days, no... his status was very low and he had no future.
But Liu Qiao didn't need a future, and his future path was already clear, so it was impossible to switch jobs.
The best thing is to burn the lamp and not worry about it. As long as you survive the Shijue Sacrifice Formation, the road ahead will be smooth.
But the key is to see if Ran Deng gives himself this chance...
After listening to this, Ran Deng showed no other expression. He still smiled kindly and said: "Okay, you have your own idea, which is the best. I don't force it."
"I hope you will forgive me!"
"It's not strange, it's not strange. A master looks for a disciple, and a disciple also chooses a teacher. This is common sense. You don't have to think too much about it. A poor man won't care about this."
"Then...disciple will leave first." Liu Qiao felt a little relieved when he saw Ran Deng smiling brightly and not showing any blame at all.
Ran Deng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead, we will need you to break the Ten Jue Formation later. We can't refuse the deadline, otherwise Yuxu's discipline will be strict..."
The Ten Jue Formations want to use me!
Liu Qiao suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Do you want me to break the formation?
Liu Qiao asked with a bit of luck: "Master, do you want your disciples to break that formation?"
"It's not that you can break the formation, you don't have that ability yet..."
Ran Deng smiled enigmatically and said, "You will know when the time comes."
"That disciple will leave first..."
"Fellow Taoist, go away..." After Ran Deng said, he closed his eyes and wandered away.
Liu Qiao turned around and walked out of Lu Peng, his face expressionless, but his heart was complicated and unspeakable.
If you don't let yourself break the formation, then what should you do? Needless to say, I must go to sacrifice the formation.
He died in the Ten Jue Formation to release some evil spirits, and then one of the Twelve Immortals took action to break the formation.
"Alas..." Liu Qiao sighed, forget it, forget it, everything is over.
Huang Ting's Taoist skills and spells were perfected after decades of practice.
If he cannot be enthroned as a righteous god, he can only hope that in the future he will be reincarnated and Chang Long can keep his promise and guide him in time. I hope he can have such talent and understanding again.
Even though he had predicted it in advance, when things came to pass, Liu Qiao was still reluctant to part with this physical body.
Although it is not the body of the previous life, I have never encountered any bottleneck since my practice. All barriers are broken instantly, my thoughts surge like a fountain, and I create all kinds of wonderful techniques.
It can be said that his natural talent is among the best among Qi refiners, otherwise it would not have been so easy to become a disciple of Jiang Shang in the first place.
After the tribulation, whether you can still have such good talent and good character depends on luck.
As soon as they left Lu Peng, Jiang Shang waved his hand and walked towards him, stopped Liu Qiao, and asked doubtfully: "Yushu, I see you don't look well, is there something wrong with you?"
"Um...I'm fine. Maybe I lost my energy from practicing before..." Liu Qiao quickly straightened his expression and said perfunctorily.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Shang glanced at him dubiously, shook his head and said: "You...you can't rush for success in practice, haste makes waste, you have to take your time.
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"Disciple, please leave now." Liu Qiao was ready to think about how to deal with this matter and make some preparations before going on the list.
"By the way, I have sent a letter of challenge and made an appointment with Grand Master Wen to fight in three days. You must not miss the deadline." Jiang Shang reminded.
But he was afraid that Liu Qiao would go into seclusion and go deep into samadhi and miss the time to go into battle.
Liu Qiao nodded, said goodbye to Jiang Shang, and walked to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The Twelve Immortals and Ran Deng lived in Lupeng, while the three generations of disciples still lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion, with soft couches and incense burners, so who could squat in thatched sheds?
Among the reeds, I was sitting on a futon with a burning lamp. When I saw Liu Qiao walking away without looking back, I opened my eyes and let out a long sigh.
"This kid is too vigilant, as if he always thinks that the poor man wants to harm him..."
Taoist Ran Deng thought to himself: "Well, it's okay to be timid. It's difficult to achieve great things with such a mind. It seems that it's not worth entrusting the Lingjiu Mountain lineage..."
"You have to choose a good person, otherwise how will the old man escape..."
Thinking of this, Ran Deng let out another long sigh and said: "If you don't meet a great person to teach you the wonderful Dharma, your mouth will be dry and your tongue will be dry with empty words."
"Hahaha... what is the teacher talking about? The perfect person?" At this time, the straw curtain opened and a Taoist with a sword on his back and yellow linen clothes walked in.
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In the business camp, the Ten Heavenly Lords gathered together, all silent, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
"The light energy in the reed is getting stronger and stronger, and everyone from Kunlun has arrived..." Dong Tianjun said.
Several miles away, in the reed canopies, there were colorful clouds, golden lanterns and shell leaves, like hanging pearls. Water was dripping in front of the eaves, and it trickled continuously. The Lord of the Ten Heavens naturally saw it.
Zhang Tianjun said: "No wonder Xiqi dared to ask us to fight in three days. It turns out that he has someone to rely on."
"Three days from now, just three days from now, let's see what everyone in the teachings can do..." Our Lady of Golden Light said with her eyebrows raised.
Qin Tianjun said in a deep voice: "No matter what happens in this contest, it is an opportunity for us to escape from disaster. We must not ruin our plans due to anger and ignorance."
Now Wen Zhong is not in the tent, so Shi Tianjun doesn't have to worry about what he says.
Dong Tianjun continued: "What Brother Qin said is true. Death is not real death. When we see you again, you should not act emotionally out of anger. If something goes wrong, you may miss the opportunity to escape."
"Although that is the case, it is really annoying for Chanjiao to gather a crowd to bully the minority, harm the four friends of Kowloon Island, and besiege Wen Zhong." Our Lady of Golden Light said without hesitation.
At this time, the tent was opened. Wen Zhong came back from inspecting the barracks and asked in confusion: "Fellow Taoists, what are you talking about about escaping disaster...life and death?"
"Hahaha... Just chatting about how to break Xiqi. Brother Wen will know later..." Lord Shitian said perfunctorily with a haha.
Immediately he stopped talking about the matter and only chatted with Wen Zhong about old Jiejiao affairs.
The two parties of Chan and Teach were all gearing up, and before they knew it, three days passed in a blink of an eye.
Early that morning, gongs and drums rang loudly in the Chengtang Camp. The merchant army took the lead in marching out of the camp and forming an array. They heard that the Grand Master was leading the Chinese army out of the gate.
His subordinates Deng, Zhang, Xin, and Tao separated into two groups, and the Ten Heavenly Lords followed behind them, each standing in its direction.
I could see faint flags floating in the reed tents in Xiqi opposite, a mist of auspiciousness, and disciples from the Three Mountains and Five Mountains coming out from both sides, standing in two rows.
The first team is Nezha and Huang Tianhua, the second team is Yang Jian, Jin Zha, and Lei Zhenzi, and the third team is Liu Qiao, Han Dulong, Xue Ehu, and Muzha.
Each mounted on a mount of a strange beast, with the sword shining brightly, and the armor reflecting the sun and moon, they were the first to set up their formations to confront the Ten Heavenly Lords.
"Dong..." Guangchengzi struck the golden bell, "Zheng..." Red sperm struck the jade chime.
The burning lamp is in the center and holds the jade talisman, leading the immortals out of the reed tent. The twelve immortals walk in a row and walk out slowly.
Chi Jingzhen was the first to face Guangchengzi, then Taiyi Master was against Lingbao Master, Daode Zhenjun was against Wei Liusun, Manjushri was against Puxian Master, Cihang Taoist was against Huanglong Master, and Yuding Master was against Dao Xing Tianzun.
The twelve generations of immortals from Yuxu were all arranged neatly, and Taoist monk Ran Deng rode on a sika deer to lead the formation.
All the immortals let go of their power and showed their Dharma appearance, and all they saw was a cloud of auspicious mist, tens of millions of feet high, spreading hundreds of acres of Qingyun, and the sky was filled with colorful colors.
Among the celebrating clouds, various wonderful appearances appeared, including goddesses swimming in streams, golden lanterns and shell leaves, talismans and seals, lotus flowers and jade lamps, and necklaces and hanging beads.
Seeing this battle, Lord Shitian on the opposite side was not willing to be outdone. "Boom..." a bell rang in the Tianjue formation.
When the array gate opened, two flags waved, and Qin Tianjun rode out on a yellow-spotted deer.
The immortals in Yuxu looked intently. Qin Tianjun's face was like indigo, his hair was like cinnabar, and he was dressed very fiercely. But they saw:
A lotus seed hoop is worn on the head; crimson gauze clothes are embroidered with white cranes; a four-edged golden mace is held in his hand, which is a secret rope for capturing immortals.
Travel to the Three Mountains and the Five Sacred Mountains; burn elixirs in Jin'ao Island, but share the troubles, anger and ignorance, and do not enjoy happiness in the high mountains.