Chapter 241: Eighteen Exercises of Taoist Body Refining
"Dingling~~Dingling~~"
The moon rabbit is jumping around and the jingle bells are jingling.
In the endless lunar world, the moonlight is as hazy as a dream and dew, the laurels are whirling and swaying, and the little white rabbit happily jumps back and forth in front of Mingyu.
"Left left~right right~, bounce, hehe... front and back~back and back~, bounce, jump, woo la..."
Emperor Twelve Moon dances to the beat, and the small bell on his ear makes a crisp sound. The 129,600 original demonic inscriptions on the side wall of the bell evolve endless mysteries with the sound of the bells.
Mingyu shamelessly asked for some "dead leaves" from the laurel tree.
Then I got a rocking chair and lay down on it quite comfortably, squinting my eyes to enjoy the rabbit dance, and pricking my ears to listen to the bursts of Taoism.
"The text contains the Tao, and the Tao is integrated into the music. You can understand it while lying down, and you can study it even when you are sleeping. Tsk, tsk, tsk, if the great master knew that I had made further progress in music, would he be extremely happy?"
The trees are shaking, the chairs are shaking, rabbits are hopping, and jingle bells are jingling.
Mingyu was half asleep and half awake, wandering in space with his mind on the spiritual platform, and his right hand was tapping gently to the beat.
I don't know how long it took, but the little rabbit might have been tired, so it stopped, jumped into Mingyu's arms, stepped on his belly, and stepped back on the god who was swimming in Taixu.
"Hey, little Twelve, please be gentle!" Mingyu looked like she was in pain and reached out to lift her up. The strength of the hind legs of a rabbit who is good at physical training is extraordinary.
"Uncle, are you lying to me again?"
Emperor Twelfth Month had a small mouth, and his big jewel-like eyes were filled with doubts, staring at his uncle without blinking.
Mingyu told her that dancing the rabbit dance would help her practice Xuan Gong.
"How is that possible?" Mingyu said nonsense seriously, "The key to practicing Taoism is to relax and combine movement with stillness. Doing the bunny dance can relax your mind and relieve your body that is tense due to Xuan Gong. Let me ask you
,Are you happy when you do the bunny dance?"
"It seems, a little bit." Di Twelve months recalled his state when dancing.
"Then do you feel that the bottleneck of Xuan Gong has been loosened at all?"
When Little White Rabbit heard this, she immediately felt her own state with the inner scene method, and then she shouted happily: "Really! I seem to be about to break through the third form. Wow, uncle, you really didn't lie to Xiao Shi this time
two!"
"Hey~~, isn't this right!"
Mingyu automatically ignored the last sentence and laughed loudly: "The Eighteen Exercises for Body Refining are extraordinary. They were passed down by Taoist ancestors. Xiao Twelve, if you can practice the ninth exercise, you can punch iron, kick, and perform heroic tricks."
It’s no problem to scare away a hundred thousand little witches with a roar!”
Although the name of this Xuan Gong is the Eighteenth Form, Mingyu has only completely deduced the ninth form so far. The subsequent steps need to be verified one by one to make it more perfect.
[To be honest, I have been using the Huanyuan app recently to read and catch up on updates. It allows me to switch between sources and read aloud with many sounds. .huanyuanapp is available for Android and Apple.]
After practicing this Xuan Gong to the ninth form, the physical strength is comparable to that of an ancestral shaman at the level of Daluo Jinxian. If you talk about this alone, it is really easy to beat the iron of the same level.
"Yeah, yeah, I will definitely insist on practicing the Eighteen Postures of Taozu's Body Refining to the Nine Postures!" Little White Rabbit said with confidence.
That's right, the name of this Xuan Gong is "Eighteen Postures of Taoist Body Refining".
"Anyway, when I was naming the name, I didn't hit me with the purple sky thunder, so I'll take it as your acquiescence!" Mingyu muttered in his heart.
Little did he know that when he named his technique after the Taoist ancestor, the old Taoist from Zixiao Palace raised his hand and was about to slap him in the face.
But when I think about it, it’s hard for this kid to take action directly while he’s hiding on the Lunar Star;
Thinking about it, this kid was the first to call the name "Tao Zu", so it seems that it doesn't matter if others use it;
Thinking about it again, this boy seems to be his disciple.
After Daozu thought twice, Mingyu successfully dodged the disaster.
"Okay, Xiao Twelve, I have to go." Mingyu hugged the little rabbit back into his arms and tugged on her ears.
The little guy hated having his ears pulled, so he wanted to accuse Mingyu of his behavior with some annoyance, but when he heard that he was leaving, the anger in Di Twelve Yue's eyes instantly turned into deep reluctance.
"Uncle is leaving so soon~~" Little White Rabbit's eyelashes trembled, feeling a little depressed. Di Twelve Yue was very smart and sensible. Even though he wanted to keep Mingyu in his heart, he still didn't say anything.
come out.
Just like when her mother-in-law said that she needed to retreat, the little rabbit didn't make any noise; just like when her father said that the heaven was busy recently and couldn't come to Taiyin often, the little white rabbit just nodded;
Uncle Taiyi and Demon Master Kunpeng asked her to stay in the Taiyin Star, and she really stayed in the Taiyin Star...
Until Mingyu came to her and asked her to practice with her. Although her uncle was very strict with her and occasionally teased her, the little rabbit still liked Mingyu very much.
"It's harmful~~" Mingyu rubbed her ears and sighed quietly, "Xiao Twelve must learn to get used to the silence of Taiyin."
The war between lich and lich begins, which means that the great catastrophe sweeping through the world has begun. When I think about the ending of heaven, how sad the little guy in front of me will be!
"I can't control the overall situation, so I'll just focus on these small places. When I come to this world, I have to leave some marks, right?"
Mingyu stood up, placed Emperor Twelve Months on the rocking chair, then took out the Taiyin Token that had not been used for a long time, and waved it to the Baihua Palace in the heaven.
At the same time, a dazzling demon text appeared in front of Plum Blossom Immortal Yun Sheng, the head of the twelve chiefs of Baihua Palace.
"Imperial order: From now on, the Twelve Flower Immortals will temporarily reside on the Lunar Star. The Emperor Xieli will hold the twelve-month order for the Great Desolate in December, and there must be no mistakes!"
Yun Sheng received the Taiyin Order, and a sweet smile gradually spread on her face. She bowed in the direction of the Taiyin Star from afar: "Yes!"
Then she started to greet her good sisters.
"Sisters, Master Lingzun has given us a great opportunity, so hurry up and set off!"
"Sister, we are here!"
The Apricot Blossom Fairy Mengli, the Peach Blossom Fairy Concubine, the Plum Blossom Fairy Miaoyuan... one after another the flower fairies ascended from the ancient earth to the sky, straight to the lunar star!
The Taiyin Star was transformed from Pangu's right eye. Compared with the lack of space in the world, it is not something that anyone can go to if they want to!
Mingyu walked slowly towards the laurel tree, bowed his head and said, "I hope fellow Taoist monks will take more care of me!"
A leaf fell from the laurel tree and fell into Mingyu's palm. Mingyu nodded and fed it to Xiao Twelve.
"Xiao Twelve, Yun Sheng and the others will come to Taiyin Star later to help you take charge of the Twelve Month Order. You have to work hard and don't be lazy~"
"No way~" Xiao Twelve muttered.
"Hmm~~ That's good. There is also the Emperor's Liquid that happens once every six thousand years, so don't forget it. Sister Chang'e has gone to the wild land, so you have to bear more of this important responsibility."
"Xiao Twelve knows..."
"besides……"
Mingyu talked a lot to the little guy, and December remembered them all.
It wasn't until Yun Sheng came to Taiyin with the Twelve Flower Immortals that Mingyu left with the sword box on his back.
"I have been raising swords for 80,000 years. I wonder who the unlucky guy will be who will be the first to try the sword!"