"Brother Tianhua, there is no reward for no work, how can I want your treasure..." Liu Qiao said the unwanted words, but his eyes looked at the precious fan in his hand.
Huang Tianhua shook his head, took another page from the bag that looked like gold but not gold, handed it to Liu Qiao and said: "This is a spell, and a complete wind and fire futon treasure taboo."
"Ah...this...then this is too expensive, I can't have it!" Liu Qiao said with a look of shame and fear.
As he said this, his eyes turned to the page that looked like gold but not gold, and was about a foot wide.
The Wind and Fire Futon Treasure Taboo is also a complete true method of sacrifice and refining. This is the real method of explaining the teaching!
In Liu Qiao's view, this kind of true method is sometimes more valuable than the treasure itself.
With the Wind and Fire Treasure Ban, Liu Qiao can not only refine the Wind and Fire Fan, but also the Wind and Fire Futon, Wind and Fire Gourd and the like.
The most important thing is that the products produced by such a great religion, especially the true teachings, are not only as simple as they appear to be, but also have many mysteries.
Seeing Huang Tianhua hand over the true method of sacrifice and refining, Liu Qiao couldn't help but reach out to take it.
Liu Qiao didn't want this either, but Huang Tianhua offered too much, and Liu Qiao, an ignorant country bumpkin, couldn't refuse.
About to take it, Huang Tianhua pressed Liu Qiao's hand and said, "You cannot teach this sacrificial practice to others!"
"Of course I know this!" After saying that, Huang Tianhua let go of his hand, and Liu Qiao took over the sacrificial refining method with joy on his face.
Huang Tianhua added: "There are many people here and it is not a place for study. Go back and explore by yourself..."
After saying that, Huang Tianhua turned around and headed towards Lu Peng. Liu Qiao looked at the two treasures in his hands and turned into a rainbow and flew towards the city.
When they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Shang and Long Xuhu were not there, and there was only Wuji in charge of the mansion. Liu Qiao directly dropped the light into his own courtyard.
I closed the door and didn't rush to see the treasure fan and the ritual door. Instead, I sat in the courtyard and thought.
"According to Huang Tianhua's temperament, he would not give me the fan, let alone the true method of sacrifice and refining..." Liu Qiao calmed down and thought about the relationship carefully.
This matter must have been instructed by True Monarch Daode.
Compared with Ran Deng's actions, Liu Qiao also found the actions of the True Monarch to be unpredictable.
"What is this, a boy giving away a law or a treasure?" Liu Qiao gave Huang Tianhuaxin a nickname in his heart.
Although there is no reward for no merit, there is no such thing as pie in the sky.
But considering that we are about to enter the wind roaring formation, if we are not careful, we will die.
With his life in danger, Liu Qiao simply refused because he was afraid of human nature and karma.
Even if there is some kind of trap, then this is also a "conspiracy", because Liu Qiao can't resist at all, so he has to accept it.
Whatever losses you suffer will be a matter for the future. Now you have to use all your efforts to increase your methods. The more methods you have, the more chance you have of staying alive with Wind Roar.
Although Ran Deng patted his chest and pledged, saying that with the Wind-fixing Pearl, Liu Qiao would be fine.
But Liu Qiao no longer believes in Ran Deng.
I always feel that this bad old man is very bad and not reliable at all.
Shaking his head to put these thoughts away, Liu Qiao sat on the stone pier in the courtyard and placed a three-inch precious fan on the stone table.
He also took out the true method of sacrificial refining and was about to study it when Liu Qiao suddenly said: "Back then, there were three objects in the cold cave. Except for the gourd, the remaining two treasures were all in my hands before I knew it..."
Thinking of this, Liu Qiao took out another wooden box from the treasure bag and placed it on the table.
What was inside was broken iron pieces taken from the cold cave, but the original box was completely rotten, so Liu Qiao bought a new wooden box to put it in.
Opening the wooden box, the inside was padded with red silk and contained a piece of iron, about two fingers wide and about a foot long, still stained with rust.
"How about polishing the embroidery on this iron piece..." Looking at the rust on the iron piece, Liu Qiao couldn't help but have the urge to polish it with a whetstone.
But I’m just thinking about it. Of the three objects in the cold cave, the other two are treasures. This piece of iron may also be a treasure. What if it gets worn out?
It was not long ago that this piece of iron was obtained, but Liu Qiao rarely took it out to look at it. As time went by, he almost forgot about it.
The main reason was that Liu Qiao felt that since Hanku Immortal could be captured by Chanjiao fearing Liu Sun, Taiyi and others joined forces to capture him.
Thinking about it, his achievements should be on par with those of the Twelve Immortals. Even if he is higher, his achievements are limited.
Because according to the description of True Monarch Daode, Hangu Immortal would crush one of the twelve Immortals in a single fight.
Facing two, the Cold Cave Immortal will be at a disadvantage; facing three, the Cold Cave Immortal can only lose.
"I think his achievements should be similar to Master Ran Deng, slightly higher than the Twelve Immortals, but only a little higher..." Liu Qiao secretly speculated.
But the iron tool he left behind cannot even be seen through by the True Monarch of Morality and Taoist Cihang.
Even his uncle and master couldn't study it thoroughly, and Liu Qiao felt that it was even less possible for him to understand it, so he kept it in his pocket.
After going back and forth, I forgot about this matter.
Liu Qiao thought for a moment, then took out the ironware from the box and looked seriously at this immortal treasure for the first time.
"It looks like gold but not gold, and looks like iron but not iron."
"Since it is a treasure left by an immortal, why is it so rusty? Could it be that in my hands, the pearl is covered in dust?" Liu Qiao said, looking at the iron piece in his hand.
Then he blew the Dharma Qi into his mouth, and strands of Dharma power came out of his mouth, like a white mist wrapping the ironware.
After a while, the clouds and smoke dissipated, and the magic power was wasted. The iron tool did not respond at all.
"It seems that you can't use mana to sacrifice..."
"Pfft...huhu..." Liu Qiao twirled his fingers, and red light gushed out from his mouth, ears and nose, and the true fire of samadhi was lingering.
In just a few breaths, the ironware was burned red, and real fire filled the outside.
Seeing that the ironware was about to melt in the fire, Liu Qiao was frightened and quickly put away the real fire, not daring to smelt it any more.
"It seems to be made of ordinary iron, not fairy material..."
Liu Qiao's heart felt cold as he looked at the ironware on the stone table, which gradually lost its warmth and turned from red to jet black.
How could things like immortal treasures and divine iron be so incorrigible?
It's just that when the true fire of Samadhi is ignited, it will melt into molten iron. This is obviously an ordinary piece of iron.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Liu Qiao suddenly didn't even think about collecting the iron tool. Fortunately, he asked the craftsman to make a good wooden box to contain it.
The result is rubbish. This kind of rusty broken iron is everywhere on the battlefield and can be picked up casually.
Sighing, no matter what, this is a relic of the immortal and should not be thrown away casually.
Just as he was about to put away the iron pieces, Liu Qiao suddenly thought that he should use Huangting Cunsi to take a closer look and perhaps find out the foundation.
"If there is a secret magic method, if you think about it, it may be manifested in a calm state..." Liu Qiao suddenly felt blessed in his soul.
Immediately invoke the [Photographic Impression] mantra, ask Shang Rong in the orifice to use his strength, hold up the iron piece, and look at it carefully. In a moment, every inch of rust and every flaw will be remembered deeply.
Putting the ironware into the box, Liu Qiao sat down on the stone pier, closed his eyes and thought.
Liu Qiao has been practicing Huang Ting's thinking technique every day, and he has become so familiar with it that he can no longer be familiar with it, and he has entered a state of concentration in the blink of an eye.
Amidst the chaos, surrounded by clouds and mist, dozens of rays of light were faintly visible, like stars hanging in the sky.
The four heavenly kings hold their banners, and the four saints protect the divine light. Between the dusk of the sky and the darkness of the earth, the purple stars are like kings who lead the group, and the few scribes under them are like officials assisting the yin and yang.
There is also the mourning star Zhang Guifang with a red flag on her back, and the sacred palm of the Sun Palace holding a golden banner.
The lightning flashes around, manifesting the true king of Shenxiao. There is a thunderbolt in the chaos, judging the order of Hunyuan, and holding the cardinal of yin and yang. This is the Thunder Gate of Shenxiao.
However, the saints of the Thunder Gate have not yet returned to their true form, and the true king of Shenxiao is only a divine light.
Only Qin Tianjun under his seat showed his figure, with his feet on a five-thunder chariot (like a hot wheel), his hand holding a golden whip, red-haired fangs, and his hand holding a five-thunder banner.
The True Saint Shui Yuan appeared in the vast mist, with an indigo face and blue hair, wearing a blue official uniform, and holding an alms bowl in his hand.
The seven rays of divine light that can be seen under the seat and have not yet been transformed are Ji Shui Leopard, Bi Shui Xiang, Shen Shui Ape, and Zhen Shui Earthworm. These are the Seven Rules of Water Virtue, but they have not yet been transformed.
In the middle, there is an immortal sage sitting in the lotus leaves, surrounded by thousands of clouds. All the gods are like satellites surrounding this immortal sage.
The lotus crown, the face as white as jade, vaguely resembles Liu Qiao.
All the saints who have been listed are here.
But these are not important. What is important is that in front of the Central Immortal Saint, a ray of white light gradually appears.
For a long time, the white light gradually turned into a sharp blade, about a foot long, and it seemed to be spiritual, flying around the immortal saint.
"It's stabbing..." The white light flashed and quickly grew in size. In an instant, it became hundreds of feet long and more than ten feet wide.
"Bold!" The surrounding gods who were sleeping with their eyes closed woke up one after another. Seeing the sword light darting around in the calm state, they were furious.
Shuiyuan Zhensheng, who looked like Lu Xiong, opened his eyes angrily and threw the alms bowl in his hand.
In an instant, the fog rose, the sky was dark, and the earth was dark, like a flood, and the whole chaos was filled with floods.
Just like the prehistoric world, when the earth was turned upside down, the world was destroyed by floods.
The endless weak water wraps up the white light, and even if it wanders around to show off its power, it cannot fly out of the weak water.
"Zheng..." There was a sound of goldware.
Like a sharp knife coming out of the box, the entire state of concentration is filled with white light, blinding the eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the flood all over the sky disappeared, and the alms bowl turned into divine light and flew back to Lu Xiong's hand.
The still-returning Shuiyuan True Saint Lu Xiong's divine light was greatly damaged, and he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Countless water vapors gathered around him, constantly repairing a sword mark on the alms bowl.
Now there was no one to stop him, and the white light of a foot danced wildly in the sky, sometimes turning into hundreds, hundreds, and hundreds of millions of white lights, endless, forcing the gods to retreat.
Sometimes it turns into soft fingers, stretching endlessly, as long as billions of feet, as thin as a hair, as if cutting the void into two sections.
With a whistle, the entire state of concentration was overturned, and everything was extinguished in an instant.
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In the small courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Liu Qiao opened his eyes with a look of fear on his face.
I touched my forehead, covered in cold sweat, as if everything just now was a dream.
"Fortunately, everything in Dingjing is an illusion. If it were in reality, wouldn't it destroy the sky and destroy the earth, and reopen the earth, water, fire, and wind..."
Looking at the iron pieces in the wooden box, which were still stained with rust, like scrap metal, I really couldn't believe that they were so majestic when they appeared in Dingjing just now.
"I originally thought that in the ancient days of the Conferred Gods, there shouldn't be such a thing as the Flying Sword Technique... I didn't expect that there was already the Flying Sword Technique, and... it was the internal refining of the Flying Sword Technique..."
Turning around, Liu Qiao was a little surprised. The white light just now directly shattered the sedation.
But it only slightly damaged Liu Qiao's mind, and he recovered after a few breaths of practice.
On the contrary, the white light dispersed with the calm state, but the sword energy reflected in Liu Qiao's heart. As long as he understood it, he would have a chance to realize the swordsmanship.
Liu Qiao thought deeply: "So, this iron weapon is actually a flying sword made by Hangu Immortal. No wonder it can suppress Master Taiyi with one against two..."
In ancient times, everyone was still throwing away magic weapons and Taoism.
The flying sword, which is invisible and as fast as lightning, is simply a different kind.
As soon as the light of the sword touches it, the magic weapon, whether human or ghost, will be split into two parts. The fear of the immortal soul will be extinguished, and the magic weapon's spirituality will be destroyed. There is almost no way to stop it.
Anyone who fights with a swordsman must be cautious and dare not use all his strength. Once the sword is broken and the sword is refined into silk, the sword light will be divided.
Therefore, it is very possible to rely on swordsmanship to catch the Twelve Immortals off guard and fight one against two.
"It's just that this is too strange...it shouldn't be..." Liu Qiao became more and more confused as he thought about it.
I have asked the Great Immortal Huangjiao before and also heard from the True Lord Daode.
None of them had heard of such a thing as a "flying sword". According to common sense, such a thing as a flying sword should not appear in this era.
This is like an arms race. Everyone's method of throwing magic weapons has lagged behind. If someone invented the flying sword technique, their fighting skills could almost crush the ancient immortals who practiced the same skill.
It's like a matchlock versus a semi-automatic.
The flying sword is not only extremely powerful, but also extremely fast. As soon as it is released, the enemy has not yet reacted. The sword flashes around and the head falls to the ground.
Conferred God is an era where foreign objects and magic weapons are important. If flying swords appear, then everyone will have to update and study flying swords even if they want to break their heads.
After thinking about it for a long time, Liu Qiao couldn't figure it out. This Hangu Jiejiao Immortal was full of mysteries, it was so weird.
Just like in ancient times, someone suddenly took a machine gun and swept across the battlefield, defeating two martial arts masters against common sense.
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"This Jianqi is not in a hurry, and swordsmanship should not have been born at this time. If I develop a flying sword, it will not be easy to use everywhere..."
Liu Qiao always felt that the reason why this immortal was killed was because he was too genius. If you are half a step ahead, you are a genius. If you are ten steps ahead, you are a madman.
If this doesn’t die, who will!
I'd better study Huang Ting Dafa honestly first, follow the trend of throwing magic weapons, and fight for Taoism and supernatural powers.
After putting away the iron piece in the box, there was originally a ray of sword energy on it, so after many years, it only rusted but did not decay.
Now this ray of sword light has dissipated, and it has completely turned into a piece of scrap metal. It has been unearthed and soaked in the air, and will soon rot.
But no matter what, Liu Qiao still owes this immortal so much. Fortunately, he has already been destroyed, otherwise he would not be able to repay this kindness.
After collecting the wooden box, Liu Qiao took the page of gold and silk.
After looking at it, he muttered: "Somehow, I've been very lucky recently. I got the Immortal's Relic first, and then a treasure-giving boy gave me a treasure..."
Liu Qiao always has an unreal feeling, as if he is like a sidekick and instantly becomes the son of destiny. Everything goes smoothly and he gets whatever he wants.
Originally, Ran Deng said that he would sacrifice himself in the formation, and he thought that he was going to die, so he was ready to join the Western or Jie religion.
As a result, in a blink of an eye, I didn't have enough points in the god position, so I didn't need to be on the list for the time being, and I might still break the formation.
Study this iron tool and get a ray of sword energy that can be used to comprehend sword skills at any time.
Huang Tianhua not only gave himself a precious fan, but also a great method, the real teaching method, the Wind and Fire Futon Treasure Ban.
Seeing the full moon and starry sky outside, Liu Qiao had no time to think too much and quickly pressed the forbidden method on the gold silk to make a wind and fire two-gas fan.
At noon tomorrow, I will be busy recruiting apprentices.
At this moment, Liu Qiao turned around magnificently, and from Sanwu Taoist, he had the magic weapon, the Dafa, and the apprentice was fast.
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During the reign of King Gou Jian of Yue, Xuannv from the Nine Heavens descended to earth and became the Yue Nv. The old ape in the mountains was good at looking for Qi and often offered the four evergreen treasures hazelnuts, pine nuts, torreya nuts and walnuts to Xuannv.
Xuannv liked his intelligence, so she awarded the old ape the sword skills of both men and women. Soon after, the old ape disappeared into the mountains and was never heard from again.
During the Western Han Dynasty, there was an old immortal in Yunmengze who called himself Yuan Gong. He was good at flying swordsmanship and taught it to his disciples. Since then, flying swordsmanship has become very popular.
Yuan Gong is the Lv Mao Zhenren, and the "Nei Jing Yuan Zong" left behind is a different kind of immortal magic. At that time, those who participated in the flying swordsmanship include Sanyang Yiqi Zhenren Zhang Mi, Huolong Zhenren, Donghua Zhenren and others, all of whom are also good at swordsmanship.
————The Legend of Shushan Swordsman by Huanzhu Louzhu