The two masters and apprentices began to talk for a long time. When Chang Long learned that his master had become the Prime Minister of Heaven, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"You've managed to survive! My master has changed from his original thighs to golden thighs."
Liu Qiao said: "Master first hangs your name under the door to seek great merit for you, but there is huge danger. Are you willing to go?"
Chang Long knew that his cultivation was not enough for him to evolve into a true dragon. To transform into a dragon, he would have to use a peerless medicine and a chance to achieve it. After weighing it in his mind, he nodded.
"Chang Long, just listen to Master!"
Liu Qiao used the Xiangyin and his power to reach the sky to shift the universe in the room. At this time, the room was an independent small world, cut off from the heaven and earth and all things.
Chang Long was startled by the momentum, and he understood it when he thought of the immortal status his master had already achieved.
"Your current task is to develop Qingyun Sect. I will preach and leave some relatively scarce cultivation resources in the sect." Liu Qiao warned seriously.
"At the same time, you have to find a person named Jin Chanzi every time within a thousand years. After that, no matter what means you use, you must create cause and effect with him."
Chang Long was a little puzzled. Now he was no longer a monster born in Yeluzi. He knew that it was very troublesome to form a karmic relationship with someone.
This thousand years of hard work is to resolve the evil spirit and resentment left by previous cannibalism. After all, Liu Qiao is in a high position and has a deeper plan.
Thinking of this, he didn't say anything. The master was his only disciple, so there was no way he would cheat him.
"Just do it, I will tell you the rest when the time comes." Liu Qiao saw the doubts in his apprentice's mind and explained.
Chang Long indicated that he understood and asked Master to continue secretly teaching secrets by correspondence.
"Besides, if any gods or monsters cause you any trouble, please report the name of Master."
Liu Qiao knew that what happened next was not that simple. A mere headmaster of the Qingyun Sect, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal and the Nine-Tian Xuannv were also involved.
The innate spiritual root ginseng fruit tree is not that simple. It is said that its ginseng fruit is in the shape of a human baby, and Tang Monk's three disciples ate it with gusto.
Original text Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha descended to earth to undergo nearly a thousand years of practice. Even before their minds were clear, they all ate meat.
As for the awakening of monster instincts, what kind of meat can be eaten to promote spiritual practice?
Sun Wu at the foot of the mountain passed many illusion tests and was led into the room of Liu Qiao and his apprentice by an inner disciple.
When Sun Wu stepped into the room, he felt that the space seemed infinitely large, and his expression instantly became cautious.
After the two discussed, Liu Qiao saw the reserved Sun Wu and gestured to sit next to him. Sun Wu sat next to him respectfully, with his ears raised and obediently listening to Liu Qiao's teachings.
"Sun Wu, you will practice martial arts with the inner disciples. After you have mastered the martial arts, you will immediately go down the mountain to find a master and assistant."
Liu Qiao did not intend to change the course of history, and it was undoubtedly a foolish choice to go against the tide of the times. It would be okay to try to work around it.
"Yes!" Sun Wu looked a little unwilling, but still followed Liu Qiao's instructions.
"Well, before you die, I will let your senior brother Chang Long transfer a bit of magic power." Liu Qiao was very satisfied with Sun Wu's attitude.
There was a golden light in Sun Wu's eyes. Anyone who could write Sun Tzu's Art of War was certainly not a fool, but he extracted the key words: "Elder Brother" and "Magic Power".
Liu Qiao said: "I can't change your status and lifespan in history, but I can use this compromise method to make you fake your death.
Of course, you can choose to follow me, and if you fail, I will be rich and wealthy for thirty years in the mortal world."
Sun Wu also understood, and Liu Qiao was a test for him. If he could persist until the end of his life, he would recognize him as his disciple. If not, he would give him the glory and wealth in the mortal world to end his love.
"Okay, tell all the disciples to gather in the preaching hall, I will preach to you." Liu Qiao said a few words, which cheered up Sun Wu and Chang Long.
"Core and true disciples come to the preaching hall to assemble at once!"
The Immortal family uses the method of transmitting sounds through the air.
After a while, streams of light entered the lobby and took their seats in order of advanced cultivation and position.
Liu Qiao was wearing a purple Taoist robe and sat on the main seat. Chang Long said: "This is your ancestor, Liu Qiao! Now he has come down from heaven to preach to you younger generations!"
Liu Qiao Bao looked solemn, sitting cross-legged on the main seat, with strange phenomena pouring out from his body. The aura of his body was condensed and undissipated, suppressing the heroes from all directions.
The disciples of the Qingyun Sect, the outer sect and the inner sect all practice martial arts, and the core and true disciples teach the immortal way after passing the test.
The outer sect only practices martial arts so that they can make a living after leaving the mountain, while the inner sect disciples study martial arts intensively. Among them, the good ones can even fight one against a thousand, and they are the generals that people will fight for in any princely country.
The core disciples protect the true disciples, handle chores and provide practice resources.
Although the core disciples practice martial arts, their talents are limited and they cannot cultivate magic power. Now that they have entered the immortal path, they have the ability to move mountains and cities.
The core disciples who had no choice but to choose the world's glory and wealth naturally set up their own sect, handing over a certain amount of resources and contributing 30% to the Qingyun Sect every year, and they lived a leisurely life.
Those who are still unwilling to do so choose to support the true disciples, hoping that after the true disciples become immortals and attain Taoism (cultivate magic power), they can ascend to heaven.
After hundreds of years of adjustments, a strange model of five core disciples and one true disciple emerged.
"As for people, if you change, you will thrive; if you don't change, you will die."
After hearing Chang Long say this, Liu Qiao looked strange and said something.
After more than 800 years, there have been more than 300 core disciples in total, while there are only twelve true disciples.
Qingyun Sect recruits disciples every five years, and the transformation ratio of core disciples is one hundred thousand to one, and the conversion ratio of true disciples is even more exaggerated to eight hundred thousand to one.
Putting these things aside for the time being, Liu Qiao murmured the true meaning of the technique. Chang Long and his disciples absorbed the hard-earned knowledge like crazy. After the accomplishment, the difference in qualifications became apparent.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The core disciples woke up slowly after listening to it for half an hour. Then when they saw the scene next to them, they felt depressed and regretful.
Sun Wu and his true disciples listened for a full three hours before reluctantly waking up from the state of enlightenment.
Three days and three nights later, Chang Long woke up thoughtfully. During this period, the true disciples wrote down the words they heard every day, and then returned to the preaching hall to continue listening to the sermon.
"Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening."
After the true disciple passed the state of enlightenment, he looked at the words he had written down with a confused look on his face. He seemed to understand but not understand the meaning of the words.
The mysteries of Kung Fu are often revealed in every word. The so-called Jia Chuan is a book, and a true sentence is like this.
The Tao sect's skills are so mysterious and mysterious. Once you understand it, you understand it. If you don't understand it, you won't get it even if you ask for it.
Liu Qiao planned to talk about some insights between realms. As he talked, he entered a mysterious state.
So in the end, when he uttered a motto, there would be wind and thunder accompanying him in the heaven and earth.
Liu Qiao was just one chance away from the Three Flowers gathering together. Now the chance has arrived, and the wind from the Nine Heavens is blowing against his ice muscles and jade bones.
Liu Qiao adjusted his mind, and even the soul was sitting cross-legged in a decent manner, sitting firmly on the spiritual platform with five hearts facing the sky, resisting the nine-day wind that was piercing like swords, spears, swords and halberds.
Liu Qiao's soul was stable and he got through it easily.
Heaven sent down real fire to scorch Liu Qiao, and his magic power was ignited by the fire. He could only rely on his own magic power to survive.
If you can get through it, you can hope to become a true immortal. If you can't get through it, all your magic power will be burned up, and most people will die on the spot.
The reason is that without the support of mana, the gods and humans will decline and they will just watch themselves die of old age.
The entire hall was destroyed to pieces by the disasters descended from heaven and earth. They were in awe of the power of heaven and earth.
What made them even more in awe was the master who sat in the middle of the calamity and endured the calamity. Although they had never met him, they had heard about it since they first started.