Unconsciously, time flies by, and the mountains change from autumn to winter, covered with white snow, and then from winter to spring. In the blink of an eye, several months pass by, and it has been a year since Liu Qiao entered the mountains to practice.
Although the demons from Nanshan came to Beishan from time to time to provoke, Liu Qiao did not respond every time the demons came, but just hid in the cave with his sword.
The demon used his weapon, but the cave was too narrow to use it, and he was afraid of Liu Qiao's swordsmanship, but he only dared to yell and curse outside the cave.
During this period, the demon tried his best.
He set fire to the cave, but Liu Qiao had no choice but to use the three-flavor fire. Not only could the ordinary fire not enter the cave, but it mixed with the ordinary fire and created a burst of divine smoke, which almost choked the demon to death, so he had to stop using the fire attack.
Seeing that the fire failed, he also used water. The demon stepped on the gang and fought, and controlled the celestial phenomena. It rained heavily for a while, forming a flood and pouring into the cave.
However, there is also an underground river in the cave. The flood, except for washing away one of the cave's belongings, followed the underground river and did not flood Liu Qiao at all.
In this way, he came here several times a month, and it was already winter and spring. Liu Qiao had been practicing in the cave. He also stored food and ate, drank and defecated in the cave.
Liu Qiao was not a person who would not fight back when he was beaten, let alone being bullied right in front of his house.
The reason why he kept avoiding him was that he was practicing at a critical moment. Even if there were no demons to force him, he would still have to sit in a state of death for several months.
Until this day, in the nameless cave.
Liu Qiaofu was sitting on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body was dimly illuminated, which was the image of moving muscles and marrow.
As he breathed in and out, he actually exhaled wisps of white energy that were visible to the naked eye.
Like a jade rope, it came out of his mouth and turned into a cloud of white mist on the top, with a haze of rays of light. Then Liu Qiao breathed out a little red light, which was the essence of leaving the room, the true fire of the three flavors.
As the three flavors of fire are reversed and tempered, the white mist sizzles, tempering out traces of variegated breath, like pearls falling into the ground.
After being refined by the three-flavored fire, the white mist turns into two wisps of chopstick thickness and is inhaled into the body through the nostrils.
For a time, there were frequent strange phenomena in the cave, the aroma filled the room, and the five-colored light reflected on the cave wall, like a rainbow of neon lights.
Talking about the five qi heading towards the Yuan, and talking about the three flowers gathering at the top of the gate, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.
Suddenly, Liu Qiao stopped exercising and opened his eyes. A glimmer of light shone in his eyes, and even his appearance took on a new look. At this time, if any acquaintances from the past were in front of him, they would probably not be able to recognize him.
After a year of practicing immortality, I have achieved some success. Not only is my spirit strong and my life stable, but my skin color has also become as delicate as mutton-fat white jade.
Comparable.
I felt the white breath that was really unnecessary in my body, just like a mouse drilling a hole, moving around the sky on its own, passing through the twelve-story building, passing through the appendix, and passing through the spring.
Therefore, Liu Qiao's current state of mind cannot contain his joy.
This white Qi, or Qi, is the Qi of the innate Yuan Zhen, which is the foundation of cultivation. It is used to summon the power of Dharma. It is called Hong Wan in Confucianism, relics in Buddhism, and Golden Pill in Taoism.
Although it appears as a wisp of Qi breath, it is what Taoists call the nine-turn return elixir, a bit of spiritual light, round and shining.
With this Qi breath protecting the body, one's life span is guaranteed.
If you have decent talent and are willing to work hard, for every year of hard training, you can develop a magic power and increase your life span by one year.
In other words, if you have 500 years of magical power, you will live for 500 years; if you have 100,000 years of magical power, you will live for 100,000 years.
All Liu Qiao's previous meritorious deeds, such as practicing one's own foundation, building a furnace and setting up a cauldron, regulating dragons and tigers, innocent babies, yin and yang gods, etc., will not increase the yang life at all.
It is all for this last step, to practice a ray of Dao Qi, which can be used to perform the divine channel method, ascend the ladder to reach the sky, descend into the abyss and shrink to the earth, and avoid death and prolong life.
"Now that my practice has reached this point, my magic power is gradually growing, and those Taoist techniques can finally be used..."
Liu Qiao smiled happily, stood up, and thought again:
"In my previous life, when I read ancient novels, immortals were divided into dozens of realms, including Sanxian, Earthly Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi (San, Zhen, Jin), Daluo (San, Zhen, Jin) etc.
, each realm is divided into three stages: beginning, middle, and high, well...it seems that there is also Dzogchen..."
"What state should I be in now? How can I be considered a first-rate immortal? ...Well, the loose immortal is too low. When I master the escape technique, I will be able to take off, but the heavenly immortal seems not to be able to..."
"Hmm... I understand. I may be considered an Earth Immortal before I became an Immortal. I must be in the early stage of an Earth Immortal..."
After thinking about it, I always feel that such a rough division is a bit strange.
He couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and smiled and said: "That devil in Nanshan boasts that he has been practicing for hundreds of years. Just ask him and you will know..."
Why do you dare to say this? Liu Qiao has been cultivating to become an immortal for two years. He is naturally arrogant. In addition, he has magic power and can perform Taoist magic. His self-confidence suddenly rises. He can't beat him... and he can't run away.
Sensing the magic power in his body, he was about to go out of the cave to practice Taoism, but suddenly his heart moved, and he smiled and said: "I am a poor Taoist who has achieved Taoism here, and I have to leave a note for future generations..."
Well, actually I feel like I have become an immortal. From now on, I will have no name in my life and death, no surname in my relationship with ghosts. Even if I die, I will no longer be under the control of the underworld. It can be said that my death certificate has been expelled. How can I do it without pretending to be cool?
He immediately drew out his sword and saw the sword's light flashing, "Zheng Zheng... Bang Bang..." and carved several lines of large characters on the wall.
Said: Bingshen year, prove immortality and live here forever
The alchemical essence splashes out from the furnace, and a little spiritual light shines through the room.
The power to shake the universe is known, and the journey of escaping life and death is seen.
After leaving the seal carving, I walked out of the cave and saw the lush foliage and flowers blooming outside. As winter passed and spring came, I couldn't help but sigh: "There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and time flies so fast..."
After saying this, he pinched his fingers with his hands, moved his lips and teeth slightly, recited the incantation, grabbed a handful of sand, activated his magic power, and looked to the sky to sprinkle it.
In an instant, the fog began to rise, and a ray of yellow light enveloped Liu Qiao and rose into the air, about ten feet above the ground.
"I succeeded, I succeeded in one go. I am indeed a genius..."
Looking at the shrinking trees below and the little animals running around in the mountains and forests, my heart felt so happy that I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Flying to the sky...the dream of countless people.
Although it was not too advanced, and the Earth Escape Technique was not specifically about flying into the sky and soaring into the clouds, it still made Liu Qiao very happy.
Immediately, he carefully activated his magic power, and with a thought in his mind, he saw a flash of yellow light, flashing across the space between Qingming and Ming.
"Ah...wuhu...hahaha..."
Liu Qiao was so excited that he flew into the sky for the first time. He couldn't help shouting loudly in the air. There was an escaping light covering his whole body, and he was not afraid of the slightest airflow.
The yellow light flashed like a shooting star, but then disappeared into the clouds and mist in an instant. It was really a magic trick of the immortal family, which allowed it to go in and out of the dark world without flying at all.
In just one breath, he flew over to the village he had bought when he entered the mountain last year. Liu Qiao did not stop and flew directly over.
After a while, Tuguang passed through Dengzhou, Tangzhou and Suizhou. The mortals below were like ants, those carrying firewood and those selling dates were bustling with people. No one knew that any immortal family was passing by.
"Purple mist rises in the Jinshi Mountain, and the white horse on the river laughs...hahaha..."
"The green snake sword was quickly drawn from the box, and it transformed and soared to kill the demon..."
Liu Qiao, with his big sleeves flying and a sword on his back, sang loudly all the way, and his loud singing spread throughout the clouds.
For the first time, he felt that he had a love for this world of flying and escaping, a sense of belonging, and a bond...
The so-called Jinshi Mountain is the collective name for the northern mountain where he practiced and the southern mountain where the demons lived. The Baima River is thousands of miles away from the mountain, so it can be seen that the light escapes quickly.
On this journey, I don’t know how many mountain roads, how many waterways, and how many days it would take a mortal to walk.
But for Liu Qiao, the Five Elements Escape Technique was verified and the flight was extinct. It was really true: nodding his head and crossing 800 miles, twisting his waist and traveling a thousand miles.
After making a long circle all the way, I followed the cloud path from whence I came and flew back to the mountain. I really escaped the light very quickly, and after a while, the clouds fell in front of the cave.
"Now that we have magic power, we should find a way to capture the Nanshan demon..."
How could Liu Qiao be said to be a "immortal" and a person in the early stage of earthly immortality (self-proclaimed based on the previous life novel, the author would not admit it, nor would the immortal, demon, and spiritual master), so how could he still tolerate demons harming people in front of his eyes every day.
Liu Qiao had been thinking for a long time. The Five Elements Taoism could only run away at the moment. If he wanted to subdue the demon, he could only find a way through Qimen Dunjia.
He thought secretly: "Perhaps, I can also calculate in advance, make a formation, calculate the demon's death, and then introduce it into the formation..."
"The talisman of Qimen Dunjia needs to be opened in an altar and blessed with the secret of Liujia Dharma Qi before it can be effective. It is quite complicated... But you can sacrifice some yellow scarf warriors by the way for use..."
Yellow turban warriors are also known by all Qi refiners of the three religions. In fact, they are ghost soldiers. They set up altars to capture lonely souls and wild ghosts. Water and fire cleanse and refine the turbid Qi. They become servants of the immortal family and have basically no fighting power.
However, if you practice to a high level, you can build caves, open mountains when encountering mountains, and build bridges when encountering water.
As for the ability of the Yellow Turban Warrior, it depends on the master's mana, the strength of the ritual spell, and the length of the ritual.
The Yellow Turban Warriors of the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu can cast simple spells, build a palace in an instant, capture people in the wind, and even capture "immortals" with low magic power like Liu Qiao.
However, Jiang Shang's yellow scarf warrior couldn't even catch a cat. He could only move some furniture and give him talismans and admonitions, which was just average.
So this Taoist skill, oh no, maybe it's not even a Taoist skill, it's just a small method. It was also included in "Qi Men Dun Jia" by Jiang Shang. Liu Qiao was taught by him, so he naturally knew how to do it.
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