Chapter 2 The True Law of Black Water (3) (This chapter is free)
Su Huan's sleeves were light and brushed on his face, giving off a warm fragrance. However, he had woken up just now. Instead of being distracted, he was open-minded and indifferent to Su Huan's seemingly intimate move. He kept it down.
The voice replied: "That's right, let's go down!"
With the experience just now, Jiao Fei jumped next, and for some reason a softness came out of his feet, so he was not shocked at all. Then he leaned against the wall. Su Huan pursed his lips and smiled, stretching out his small jade feet.
, still stepped on his shoulders, and climbed down gently. Only this time, a blush appeared on Su Huan's pretty face, which looked like the radiance of the morning sun and the dew of pearls.
Jiao Fei had been practicing with his master all day long, and he had never realized what he was doing. However, as he walked up and down the wall of Yan Shangshu's residence, he suddenly had some insights.
The Black Water True Dharma adheres to the ancient way of cultivation, and the most important thing is to temper the physical body.
In the ancient world, there was no distinction between gods and demons. All living beings were tyrannical. Some were as tall as a hill, some had three heads and six arms, breathing wind and drinking electricity, or some had eyes like the sun and moon and palms holding the world. Since Wahuang gathered in ancient times,
The blood of the people and fabricated creatures will be mixed with the blood of the ancient gods and demons in the blood of future generations.
The Shenzong Demon Sect uses the mysterious method to find the trace of the ancient true spirit in the blood, nourish and strengthen it, and finally return to its original state and restore it, transforming into the body of a god and demon. Its power is naturally powerful, and it is also the right path to immortality.
Jiao Fei has only been practicing the Black Water True Technique for more than a month, and he has not even mastered the first level of mental technique. Naturally, he has not yet been able to temper his body. However, he practiced day and night and was nourished by the true water energy, and his body was more than twice as strong as before.
, it’s just that the air of true water moistens things silently, he himself doesn’t know it yet.
This time, it was a small test that showed how extraordinary he was.
Jiao Fei focused all his attention on the changes in his body and did not notice the shyness on Su Huan's pretty face. Yan Shangshu was a veteran of three dynasties and a member of a prestigious family that had been passed down for hundreds of years. This family
The house is extremely large, with dozens of courtyards alone. Although Jiao Fei slipped in, the Shangshu Mansion is connected in all directions, with doors everywhere and countless corridors, but he doesn't know where to go, which is the right way. Su Huan saved him.
With his hand leading the way, the girl walked around several courtyards as if she were at home, and arrived under the high tower without even disturbing a member of the Yan family.
This high tower was built by Master Yan to pray for his mother. According to the highest standards of Buddhism, this high tower was built with thirteen floors. There are Buddhas on each floor. The top is dedicated to the statue of King Dapeng Ming, which was obtained from the Dafulong Temple in Chang'an.
Although its original name is Ci'en Pagoda, people all over Chang'an call it Mingwang Pagoda or Dapeng Mingwang Pagoda.
Yan Shangshu has a rich family, so the Dapeng Mingwang Pagoda is very elegantly built. It is made of blue bricks from top to bottom and is extremely strong. Because people often come to worship, it is not locked usually, but few people come.
Jiao Fei and Su Huan held hands and climbed up the stairs. It was quite quiet. When they reached the thirteenth floor, at the highest point of Dapeng Mingwang Tower, the reed mat fighting had already begun, and everyone in Chang'an heard it.
Thunderous cheers.
The emperor of this dynasty, Li Ying, is after all a hundred-year-old emperor. He can sit in the Dragon Court for decades, and he is not a mediocre person. He is also worried that the strange people and strangers he has found are just idiots. Only then in the land and water conference,
Set up this reed mat battle to let monks, Taoists and strangers from all over the world show their abilities, and the winner will be rewarded.
In front of the imperial city, a six-foot-high wooden platform has been erected, with a width and length of a hundred paces. At this moment, two Taoists are fighting on the platform. The Taoist in the west is wearing a yellow robe, with a high crown on his head, and his hands on his hips.
A pine-patterned sword was wandering around, flying around his body and body. His opponent was an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard. He was wearing a rather ancient Taoist robe. His eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he held a fly whisk with both hands.
I don’t know what kind of mantra I am reciting.
These two Taoist priests have some materials, and the spiritual light on their bodies is three to five times stronger than ordinary people. Especially the yellow-robed Taoist, who has a spiritual snake-like spiritual energy on his body, and can control the ancient pine pattern sword as if it is flying.
, which made Jiao Fei envious, and thought to himself: "I have been practicing for more than a month, and I can only control a little water vapor. This Taoist priest can move a sword like flying without using his hands or feet, just with a stream of spiritual energy. This should be the legend."
Is he a swordsman? But this Taoist priest has limited abilities. The green-white brilliance that besieged my master that day seemed to be many times more powerful than the yellow-robed Taoist priest."
Jiao Fei watched intently, but Su Huan didn't look at the fight on the reed mat. She just looked around with her wonderful eyes. When she saw the beggar who was ejaculating, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Anger welled up in my heart.
The yellow-robed Taoist priest danced with his sword for a long time, then turned his head slightly to look at the tower of the imperial city, and said in his heart: "I work so hard, then the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty should have seen my master's swordsmanship. This old Taoist priest is pretending to be a ghost, first of all
Beat him down, Lulu will be majestic." Thinking of this, the yellow-robed Taoist shouted loudly, breathed a breath of Qi, and the pine-patterned ancient sword suddenly thrust towards the old Taoist as if it was flashing.
Although there was a gap of more than ten steps between the two, the yellow-robed Taoist's sword control technique was unparalleled. With just one breath, the sword light reached the old Taoist priest's head and neck. The yellow-robed Taoist was feeling proud, and he
I didn't want to hurt anyone, I just wanted to scare the old Taoist priest and force him off the platform, which would be considered as showing his face in front of everyone.
The old Taoist priest shook his hands, and the silver threads in the whisk in his palm suddenly swelled up and turned into a silk net all over the sky, covering the yellow-robed Taoist priest's pine-patterned ancient sword. Then he pointed slowly,
A wisp of silver thread separated from the whisk, and the yellow-robed Taoist was knocked off the high platform. This battle was extremely exciting. In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed. The yellow-robed Taoist was knocked off the high platform, and even the pine pattern on his mouth was
Not even daring to take the sword, he covered his face and ran away.
After the victory, the old Taoist priest bowed his head to the Imperial City Tower, and then stood on the high platform as if he was sleeping, as if he didn't take the commotion below the stage seriously at all.
Jiao Fei could see it clearly. His teacher, Taoist Lan Li, once told him: "For practitioners, the art of looking at Qi is an entry-level lesson. Who is strong or weak, and how good or bad the Taoism is? You can figure out at a glance who you are."
9. If you can’t tell the other person’s moral behavior, then there is no need to fight with them. That person’s moral behavior must be ten times higher than yours.”
Although the old Taoist priest had a ball of spiritual energy, it was all gathered between his chest and abdomen, like a pill, dripping and round. It was not as powerful as the yellow-robed Taoist who released all his spiritual energy and enveloped his whole body. But the true energy
Condensation is actually several times better than that of the yellow-robed Taoist.
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