Milo thought for a while and asked: "May I ask the master, how many true disciples are there in each mountain peak now?"
"Including you, there are twelve people in the eleventh generation of our Miaoyou Sect. From top to bottom, they are Yangyang, Yangxin, Yangyuan, Yangzhi, Yangqing, Yangyin, Yangsheng, Yangkun, and Yangzhen.
, nourish the spirit, nourish the mist, nourish the energy.”
Then the leader listed the main areas of training for each true disciple.
Yangyang, Yangqing and Yangkun are the three true disciples, and they mainly practice Tiangong Peak.
Yangxin mainly studies Demingfeng.
Two true disciples, Yangyuan and Yangzhen, mainly practiced Yunlu Peak.
The main purpose of cultivating ambition is to cultivate Xuantai Peak.
The two true disciples, Yangyin and Yangmiao, mainly practice Wanxiang Peak concurrently.
The two true disciples, Yang Sheng and Yang Ling, mainly practice Dan Yuan Peak.
With this arrangement, it is clear at a glance that among the eleventh generation of true disciples, Deming Peak and Xuantai Peak have the smallest number of true disciples.
It's no wonder that when the two of them found out about Milo, a high-quality true candidate, they went to get close to him.
But it's a pity that Milo broke through a little early, and Xuantai Peak's Ninth Generation True Successor took action and took a shortcut, cutting off the possibility of Deming Peak.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Milo chose Xuantai Peak as his first concurrent training, whether it was De Guang, De Miao or Yun Changkong.
Taoist priest Dexuan was satisfied and took out a one-foot-long writing brush from his sleeve.
The whole pen is emerald green in color. The top of the pen is covered with auspicious cloud patterns, mixed with a little lotus leaf shape. The pen barrel to the base of the pen is edged with gold and silver threads, forming a lotus-like pattern. There are some emerald jade stones in the middle. The whole pen tip
It's the hair of some unknown beast.
"This thing is called Bihe, and it is the pen I used in my early years. I will give it to you."
Milo didn't need to take a closer look to know that this object was another ninth-level magic weapon with one hundred and eight legal prohibitions, and its spirituality was still above the thousand layers of clouds and water.
After he took it respectfully, Taoist Deguang also took out three talismans, a piece of spiritual ink and an old inkstone and handed them to Milo.
"Although you did not choose me, Yunlu Peak, you have learned something from me. These three spiritual talismans have been carefully drawn by me over the years. They contain 90% of my cultivation, and they will be given to you for self-defense. As for this
The spirit ink and the inkstone are not good things either, so I’ll give them to you together!”
Milo hesitated when he heard this and went to Xuantai Peak to study. Taoist Dexuan gave him a gift, even if it was more expensive, it was nothing.
Just like the elders in the family know where their children are going to study and prepare some valuable learning tools.
But now that he had just rejected Yunlufeng, he would inevitably feel a little embarrassed if he was asked to accept the expensive gift from Taoist Deguang.
Especially the old inkstone, although it looks very old and has a corner cracked at the edge, the inspiration contained in it silently shows the age of use, as well as the number and quality of the people involved in drawing the talismans.
Generally, if a casual cultivator has such an old inkstone and often observes the aura and draws corresponding talismans, the power can be greatly improved.
In the hands of Immortal Sect disciples, it is also a great auxiliary tool for exploring talismans.
Seeing Mi Luo's scruples, De Xuan took it directly and put it into Mi Luo's hand, saying: "Don't be polite. This guy De Guang has been drawing talismans for the past few years. I don't know how many contributions and treasures he has saved.
, this inkstone is just an ordinary plaything for him, you can just take it."
After saying that, Dexuan spoke to the leader, Taoist Demiao again: "Master, I plan to transfer some internal affairs of Xuantai Peak to Yangzhi, and I hope that the leader will allow it."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present, except Milo, changed.
Taoist Dexuan, however, seemed to have seen nothing and was thinking of himself: "I have been cultivating my ambition in the Ningzhen Realm for some time. Both the foundation of my magic power and the principles of Taoism and practice have reached a perfect level. etc.
After he took charge of a part of Xuantai Peak, I was able to relax a little and let him help suppress the earth veins and absorb part of the aura accumulated in Xuantai Peak to prepare for the breakthrough to the Xuanguang Realm."
Deguang initially disagreed, but after hearing the last sentence, he smiled and said, "So that's your plan, you want to be lazy?"
"As the saying goes, when you are full of energy, you don't want to eat, and when you are full of spirit, you don't want to sleep. You and I have been practicing so far, and our energy is perfect, but our energy is exhausted. After I put down my burden, I will be able to live longer than you if I recuperate my energy a little.
"
Dexuan's words made Deguang laugh. He pointed at Dexuan and said: "You, you, you are the most thoughtful among us. When I get back, I will transfer the matter of Yunlufeng to Yangyuan. I will definitely be able to
Outlive you."
"Then we agreed, whoever leaves first will wait on the Naihe Bridge."
Deguang continued to laugh: "Then you must be prepared to wait for me on the Naihe Bridge for thirty years."
"How do you know it wasn't you who waited for me on the Naihe Bridge for thirty years?"
Although the two of them were talking and laughing, Yun Changkong's expression became increasingly bitter. Taoist Demiao, as the leader, interrupted: "If you two want to joke around, go back and have fun with me. In front of this junior, what are you doing?"
Let's go back!"
After saying that, Master Miaode turned to Milo and said, "Follow me inside, there is another teacher who wants to see you."
Hearing this, Yun Changkong couldn't help but take a step forward and said: "Master, can I come with you?"
Hearing this, Taoist Demiao was silent for a while and then nodded: "It doesn't matter, Uncle Daoming's time is running out. You are one of the few close blood relatives of him, so just come in with me."
As he spoke, Taoist Demiao flicked the dust in his hand, the surrounding space changed, and Milo appeared in the other world.
The location where they are standing now should be at the top of a mountain somewhere, above the clouds.
Under your feet is a sea of clouds, and waves of auspicious light and auspicious energy are flying, connecting the sea of clouds, mountains, and sky into one on the horizon.
The surrounding vegetation is dense, and the green branches and leaves are hidden in the hazy mist. Every move and every move has smoke flowing like clouds and mist, giving people a dreamy feeling.
Milo stretched out his hand, and the clear light rose from his fingertips, absorbing a wisp of mist. He couldn't help but swallowed: "Taixu Miao has mysterious energy..."
"These can't be considered too mysterious and mysterious."
A voice sounded, attracting Milo's attention. He turned around and saw Yun Daoming sitting on the cloud bed, with thousands of talismans rising and falling around him, forming a dharma ban and stabilizing his translucent body.
Beside him, a little Taoist boy who looked to be five or six years old was wiping his tears. When he saw Milo, he directly cursed: "Bad guy!"
"Tong'er!"
Yun Daoming stretched out his hand, and a ray of vitality turned into his palm, touched the Taoist boy's head, and said softly: "Whether there is a Milo breakthrough or not, this day will come sooner or later. If you can meet someone before leaving,
Maybe people who inherit my ideas should be happy."
"But now you have to..."
Tears flowed uncontrollably in Tao Tong's big eyes. He bit his lips and tried not to say the rest of his words.
Milo also guessed the reason and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
In the end, he could only bite the bullet and asked: "I dare to ask Master Zeng Ming, where did Master Yun go?"
"He's communicating with another me."
Milo was shocked when he heard this: "Another you?"
"Back then, I deduced the method of myriad transformations and myriads of lives from Taixu Wonderful Being, which could transform thousands of bodies and practice all kinds of Dharma. Later, when I broke through the realm of Tianyi, I took the wrong path, separated body and spirit, and transformed.
Thousands.”
After briefly introducing his situation, Yun Daoming took out a volume of Taoist scriptures and handed it to Milo: "I came to see you today. I also saw that your way of practice overlaps with mine, so I thought about handing over the simple exercises I have compiled over the years.
Here you go. You just happened to have chosen Xuantai Peak, which can be regarded as the task I assigned you. Complete it, and the reward will be the Taixu Miaoyou Xuanqi you consumed during your breakthrough to the Condensation."
Milo took the scripture respectfully and asked, "May I ask my great uncle, Master Zeng, if this method has a name?"
Yun Daoming thought for a while and said: "This method is derived by me based on the meaning of Taixu Miaoyou. It has the magic of transforming everything into one, and one transforming into thousands. Let's call it Wanhua Taixu Gong."