Shen Lang sat cross-legged on the couch, meditating to cultivate his internal strength.
The exorcism seal refined from "Millennium Chalcedony" was worn close to his heart, and strands of warm currents overflowed from the jade pendant, seeping into the Tanzhong point in his heart, and spreading throughout his body as his internal energy circulated.
Every time the internal force circulates for a week, it will be nourished by the "pure Yang energy" of the millennium chalcedony, and it will grow rapidly, and the new internal force will be particularly pure and condensed.
With the help of this jade pendant, the internal strength developed by meditating for one hour is equivalent to three hours of normal meditation.
Thousand-year-old chalcedony can not only quickly strengthen and purify internal energy, but also temper the muscles, bones, and internal organs.
Tempered by the warm current of pure Yang energy, Shen Lang clearly felt that his muscles, bones, and internal organs were just like forging iron into steel, constantly refining impurities, making up for weaknesses, and growing stronger bit by bit.
While Shen Lang was immersed in cultivation, the little demons were also working hard on their own.
Xiaogu sat under the eaves of the inner courtyard, took off his little skull and held it in his arms. Using his fingers as a small steel file, he carefully polished and polished the little skull inch by inch, inside and out.
It is not simply about loving beauty and cleanliness.
This kind of polishing is also a kind of practice for it.
The "Yama Prison Suppression Kung Fu" is used to temper the bones, making them stronger and possessing miraculous abilities.
Its right hand and spine were polished again and again, and it gained the ability to move independently and gather and disperse at will.
Of course, the reason why he was able to cultivate this kind of ability so quickly was because he obtained "Blood Orchid Nectar" in the Relic Palace.
Blood orchid nectar is only useful to monsters and does not improve the realm of cultivation. It can only strengthen the blood and body.
The small bones are white bone spirits, which have no blood, flesh, and blood. However, the bones can also be strengthened with blood orchid nectar, making the bones more indestructible and psychic.
At this moment, after it carefully polishes and polishes the skull, it will stick some blood orchid nectar with its fingers and apply it evenly on the skull.
After that, its skull, which seemed to be integrated into one body, like jade and glass, without a trace of pores, would quickly absorb the blood orchid nectar, and the skull would become more crystal clear and jade-like.
Xiaogu sat under the eaves and polished his skull, while Xiaoyu "wandered" in the yard.
The little red carp has gradually developed new abilities and can control the water flow to a certain extent.
It can even wrap its body in water, allowing it to move out of the water for a short period of time.
At this moment, the little fish was surrounded by a water ball with a diameter of two feet. It left the pond and wandered around in the yard.
The round water ball wrapped around its body keeps rolling on the ground, driving its body to move flexibly and quickly. Because it is a ball, it is very convenient to turn. When the little fish thinks about it, the water ball can move without any pause.
Can adjust direction instantly.
And wherever the water polo passes, not a drop of water penetrates into the soil, which makes the volume of the water polo always remain the same and will not shrink due to loss.
The small fish can even replenish the oxygen in the water in time, so that there is always enough oxygen in the water ball surrounding its body for its activities.
It's a pity that a fish rolling around on the ground wrapped in a water balloon is too eye-catching. Otherwise, Shen Lang would not only be able to walk cats and rabbits, but also fish when he went out.
Speaking of rabbits, the little rabbit is not in the yard right now, but is jumping around on the ridge of the house, practicing his leg skills.
After Shen Lang annihilated the Spider Sisters, he seized a "Chasing the Wind and Lightning Kick Technique". Although it is a technique practiced by humans, after some modifications and adjustments by Little Moon, the Demon Taming Technique, it became a rabbit demon.
Martial arts training.
Although Little Rabbit is positioned as a logistical support, and his temperament is not as aggressive as Xiao Zhao, he always has a heart of output.
Not to show how capable I am, just to be grateful.
The little rabbit was grateful to Shen Lang. It was Shen Lang who took it away from the market, enlightened it to become wise, and taught it to practice the righteous Dharma.
If it hadn't been for Shen Lang, it might have been bought back as a pet by a rich lady. When it grew up, it would have become less cute, and maybe it would have been made into a braised rabbit and eaten.
Or maybe it was bought back by some naughty kid, kept for a few days until it got tired of playing with it, and was tortured to death, or fed to wild cats and dogs.
Anyway, without Shen Lang, it would not be what it is today.
He will just be a stupid rabbit who doesn't know why he was born or died.
It is precisely for this reason that Xiaoya, who has a quiet nature, not only takes good care of the spiritual plants, but also practices so hard.
It needs to become stronger and more useful, and it needs to help Shen Lang more.
Under the moonlight, on the ridge of the house, the little rabbit was jumping around, kicking its long legs. As it jumped, it seemed to turn into a snow-white phantom, chasing the passing evening breeze.
All the little monsters are there, only one little kitten is missing that should be lively.
Xiao Zhao is still asleep in the space, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.
The night is getting darker.
Shen Lang woke up from his trance, exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised his palm, and patted it forward casually.
Peng!
Amidst the crisp sound, a strong airflow burst out from the front of his palm, hitting the wall with a popping sound.
This is not about releasing internal force outwards.
It just uses strong palm force to push the air and form strong wind.
Shen Lang shook his head and sighed secretly:
"Even if you have thousands of years of chalcedony, if you practice normally and meditate for an hour every day, it will still take at least two months before you can release your inner strength. It is so difficult to advance from sixth to fifth rank. How about advancing from fifth to fourth rank in the future? Fourth.
What about the third grade of Jin?
"No, I have to learn to make alchemy early and make use of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Xiaoya planted for me! Or, find an opportunity to give a fish-dragon sapling to Master Wanfa and Master Liuliu each, and ask them to help
Do I make elixirs?"
Not only did he ask them to help him make elixirs and send live saplings that could produce Ichthyosaur wood materials, but he also wanted to thank them for their help.
Although it was a bit difficult to explain the origin of the ichthyosaur saplings, Shen Lang could tell that Yan Tianying, Wanfa Zhenren, and Liuli Venerable all had a cheerful and generous temperament, and they would not know how to get to the bottom of it.
Besides, when Master Wanfa himself was weak, he had a great opportunity to win the palace of the former master, and Master Liuli was even willing to give him the "Thousand-Year Chalcedony", a treasure that can only be produced in Yunding Demon Palace.
How could he pursue this little secret of his?
If a person can cultivate all the way to the first level, I really don’t know how many opportunities and adventures he will have in his life.
"If you find an opportunity to send me a fish and dragon sapling, I'll just say that I got it from a chance encounter and it'll be okay for the sake of face."
After making the decision, Shen Lang closed his eyes again, made seals with his hands, and began to practice the "Contemplation Method of the Great Sun Tathagata".
Practicing contemplation can not only strengthen his soul, but also increase the power of Buddhist magic and martial arts.
The reason why Shen Lang was able to use Buddhism's true secret martial arts with great power without practicing Buddhist internal skills was because he practiced the contemplation of the Great Sun Tathagata and achieved some success.
However, there was a slight problem during today's visualization practice.
Shen Lang had just entered samadhi. As soon as he was in the sea of consciousness, he used his mind to outline a golden Buddha statue that looked like the sun rising in the sky, shining brightly in all directions. Then a slender spider thread mysteriously broke into his mind. From what he had imagined, The golden Buddha Dharma image hangs down from its head, sticks to the head of the Great Sun Tathagata, and then is lifted up slightly.
In a whoosh, the appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata that Shen Lang had just visualized disappeared without a trace, and was caught by the spider thread.
Caught away?
Shen Lang's mind went blank for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he blinked in confusion:
what's the situation?
How come the Dharma image I visualized was somehow taken away by others?
With his current level of Dharma cultivation, of course he still cannot condense the "real person Dharma".
The image of the Great Sun Tathagata that was visualized was just sketched out with thoughts using a little bit of the power of the soul.
Therefore, if the dharma image he visualized was fished away, it would not harm his soul, but it would only cause him to waste the power of his soul in vain - if after condensing the real dharma image, the dharma image was fished away, then the problem would be serious. .
It is equivalent to the soul being captured and the physical body immediately turning into a living dead, while the soul cannot control life and death.
Of course, the real person's Dharma, which is condensed with the soul as the main body, is the lifelong cultivation of a first-class real person. It is strong enough to compete with the projection of the devil in the present world, and it cannot be lured away so easily.
Shen Lang was at a loss for a while, then his eyes focused:
"Is this the Spider Mother's latest way of revenge? Interfering with my practice? Trying to prevent me from making progress in my magic skills? Making me miserable, begging her for forgiveness, and she uses it to take advantage of me? Ha, if that's the case, Then you are thinking wrong!"
If you are a serious monk who is tortured like this and cannot even practice the "contemplation method" and cannot make any progress in your cultivation, he will really be tortured to the point of collapse.
But the foundation of Shen Lang's magical cultivation is not based on visualization at all.
He only needs to practice the Demon Taming Art, step by step to improve the level of the Demon Taming Art, and the level of his spell cultivation will rise accordingly.
The purpose of practicing contemplation method is just to increase the power of spells, to have more means of spiritual confrontation, and to ensure that one can recover quickly after casting a spell - before he practiced contemplation method, after Shen Lang cast a spell, he could only rely on natural sleep to recover, at least You have to sleep for eight hours to regain your energy and spells.
With the visualization method, just one or two hours of meditation is enough, which can save a lot of time.
"The majestic Xingyuan Demon God is playing such childish tricks, like a naughty child, do you think you can scare me?"
Shen Lang sneered, raised his hand and pressed the thousand-year-old chalcedony jade pendant on his heart, feeling a little strange:
Isn't it said that this jade pendant can protect the soul and subdue inner and outer demons?
How could the spider mother's silk threads break into my sea of consciousness so neatly and easily, like a door to space, and snatch away the Dharma image I had visualized?
What is the Exorcist Seal doing?
Why don't you block it?
Shen Lang frowned, whispered to himself for a while, and decided to try again.
At that moment, he made dharma seals with his hands and visualized the appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata.
This time, as always, he quickly sketched out the image of the Great Sun Tathagata. However, in the blink of an eye, a spider thread dropped into the sea of consciousness, stuck to the forehead of the Great Sun Tathagata, and then caught it again. Walk.
Shen Lang's mind went blank for a moment, and he was confused for a while. He pinched his eyebrows and said to himself with a slight headache:
"You're really in love with me... The mighty Demon God, are you so cautious?"
But what puzzled him even more was that this time, the exorcism seal did not respond at all.
It was still as if he was undefended, letting the spider silk come and go as he pleased.
Shen Lang thought about it but couldn't figure out why this happened. He pinched his eyebrows and felt a headache, thinking to himself:
"Venerable Liuli and Master Wanfa combined to refine the exorcism seal, mainly to prevent the spider mother from intruding into my dream again and casting a dream demon curse on me... Therefore, this seal must wait until I fall asleep to be able to exert its fullest effect.
effect?"
With this thought, Shen Lang decided not to practice tonight, but to take a nap first to see if the Spider Mother would fall asleep again.
For the sake of safety, he went directly into the Dianjingbi space to sleep, and called the little demons back into the space to stay with him.
With a little fine pen space as the first layer of defense, bathed in the light of the little moon of the Demon Taming Technique, and surrounded by little demons who are connected to his soul, and wearing an exorcism seal on his body, Shen Lang does not believe that the spider mother can still be in his dream.
There were so many waves among them.
That night, Shen Lang slept peacefully without any disturbance.
And in the dark space filled with endless black mist, with countless spider threads hanging in the sky, two giant spiders were still engaged in a fierce battle that lasted for a long time.
The city-like bone throne had already been completely destroyed by the indestructible huge bodies of the two spiders and their endless spells.
Under the throne, the huge spider web spreading in all directions became a complete mess.
On top of the spider web, those half-human, half-spider monsters worshiping the giant spider were crushed into pieces, and the flesh and blood seeped into the ground, turning the large areas of soil into a dark red swamp full of flesh and blood.
These two spiders come from one body, and their abilities are almost identical to each other.
But the spider with a body of blood-red skin was much larger than the spider with silver hair, silver horns, dark skin, and a golden vertical stripe between its eyebrows. During the fierce fight, it gradually gained the upper hand with its larger and stronger body.
The silver-haired and silver-horned spider was gradually dying, and its body was covered with scars. Large pieces of its carapace were peeled off from the spider's body, and even two of its claws were broken.
But just when the blood-skinned spider gained the upper hand and was about to attack fiercely, a phantom of a golden Buddha suddenly appeared above the silver-haired and silver-horned spider.
The shadow of this golden Buddha is not big, only about the size of an ordinary human body. The light it emits is also very weak, and can only barely illuminate the body of a spider with silver hair and horns.
Such a phantom, in this devil-level fight, would have been nothing more than a joke.
However.
Just after the phantom appeared.
The spider with silver hair and silver horns suddenly raised its head, and the golden vertical mark between its eyebrows suddenly opened, revealing a golden child's hole.
The huge demon-level spiritual power was converted by the golden vertical boy between its eyebrows, and turned into a bright golden beam, which shone on the golden Buddha's shadow. The golden Buddha's shadow suddenly flew up and rose, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into
One is a hundred feet tall and solid, as if it were a golden Buddha made of pure gold.
The facial features of the Golden Buddha are exactly the same as those of Shen Lang.
Then, with the support of the golden light emitted from the spider with silver hair and silver horns, the hundred-foot-long golden Buddha made a seal with his hands, and the Buddha's light bloomed all over his body, instantly illuminating the darkness and dispelling the fog.
The Buddha's light, as hot as the sun, shone on the blood-skinned spider, causing the bloody skin on its body to emit large plumes of green smoke and large blisters. The spider's body also quickly emitted billowing black smoke, and its dark carapace cracked and curled up.
, large pieces fell off.
The blood-skinned spider let out a shrill scream, and a large black mist suddenly appeared on its body, instantly shrouding it and blocking the Buddha's light.
The black mist is constantly being dissolved by the Buddha's light and regenerated, always covering the blood-skinned spider, preventing it from being directly illuminated by the Buddha's light.
After a stalemate for a while, the silver-haired and silver-horned spider couldn't hold on anymore, and screamed at the blood-skinned spider shrouded in black mist. It quickly shrunk in size and turned into a small spider with silver hairs on its head.
Vertically, he climbed on a spider thread suspended from the air, quickly climbed into the black clouds along the spider thread, and disappeared without a trace.
Losing the support of its spiritual power, the hundred-foot golden Buddha continued to bloom with Buddha light, while quickly shrinking. Within a moment, it returned to its original state of a human-sized phantom.
Then with a pop, it disappeared like a bubble.
After the Buddha's light finally disappeared, the black mist around the blood-skinned spider also slowly disappeared.
The blood-skinned spider, covered with scars and burn marks, looked up at the black clouds in the sky, opened its fang-filled mouth, and let out a sharp roar. The roar was full of the pride of a winner.
…
Before waking up, Shen Lang had a strange dream.
He dreamed that he was sleeping on the bed in the house, and a small spider with silver hairs on its head was hanging from the beam with a thread, landed on his nose, and stared into his eyes.
It rubbed a pair of fangs and hissed, as if accusing him of not supporting it enough.
"Hey, you want me to support you? Okay, just call daddy and listen."
I woke up after dreaming here.
Shen Lang didn't know whether that little spider called him daddy.
"Strange, how could I dream of such a strange little spider? He would actually accuse me... I was tricked by the spider mother twice before I went to bed, and the Dharma I was visualizing was taken away twice, so I thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night?
"
Shen Lang was a little confused.
After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure it out, so I joked to myself:
"Maybe I really succeeded in enlightening the spider mother, and she came to find my father in her dream! Otherwise, I slept in the dot pen space, and there was an exorcism seal guarding me. If it was not my fairy, how could it be possible to break in?
Enter my dream?"
The spider mother is in the Yunding Demon Palace. If the seal of the Demon Palace is not broken, she cannot come to the real world. Can she only go to her dream to find her father?
After enjoying himself for a while, Shen Lang found some space to write, washed up, made breakfast, had a feast with the little demons, and then headed to the Imperial Capital Taoist Temple with the letter of recommendation and token from Master Wanfa.
Today I have to go to the Taoist Academy for further study, and I’m a little excited just thinking about it.
The Imperial Taoist Temple is located in the northwest corner of the capital. It is a small city within a city surrounded by city walls, with a layout similar to that of an imperial city or a palace city.
Not only are the gates strictly guarded, there are also turret sentries posted on top of the walls, patrolled day and night.
Shen Lang rode a newly bought big black horse and wandered to the carriage yard in front of the main entrance of the Taoist Temple. He got off the horse and led the horse towards the main gate of the Taoist Temple.
Under the city gate-like gate, a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard sat, basking in the sun and trimming his nails.
However, the tool he uses to trim his nails is not a knife, but a wisp of long sword light sprouting from his fingertips.
This guard seemed to be a fourth-level warrior, and Shen Lang clicked his tongue and sighed inwardly:
It is indeed a Taoist temple in the imperial capital. Even those who look at the gate are true Qi realm warriors. It is really a grand event!