Xu Dao looked at the word "Taiyin" reflected in the moon wheel pattern, and the look of anticipation in his eyes became even stronger.
"The key to condensing the talisman seeds is indeed on the talisman ink."
But when the third word in the Lunar Moon Breathing Method, the word "moon", was about to appear, the entire moon wheel pattern flickered again, showing signs of disappearing into nothing.
Xu Dao's heart sank: "Is the spirituality in Fu Mo not enough?"
Seeing that he was about to fall short again, his thoughts flickered.
Xu Dao glanced at the small bowl containing the ink, and his heart moved. He simply reached out to pick up the small bowl and poured it directly into the uncharacterized jar in the fire.
Zhi! The blood mixed with cinnabar was poured on the charcoal, and a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared. But surprisingly, the blurred moon wheel pattern was temporarily stabilized.
A little bit of blood-red silk thread rises from the bottom of the fire and blends into the moon wheel pattern, making the entire pattern clear and delicate.
Xu Dao's eyes widened and he stared at the scene in front of him carefully. He vaguely felt that he had figured out how to use the uncharacterized urn.
When the rune ink poured into the fire burned out, the moon wheel pattern flickered again. Without any hesitation, Xu Dao directly cut open the palm of his left hand, stood up, and dripped blood into the fire.
When Xu Dao released more than half of the bowl of blood again, the moon wheel in the fire finally condensed the seven words "Taiyin Moonlight Breathing Method" and stopped flickering.
A delicate, small, bright red full moon hangs in the bonfire. Although the whole body is faint, the runes on it are twisted and entwined, faintly revealing a sense of enchantment that captures the soul.
At this time, the wood in the fire was almost burning, and the dying light of the fire made the moon wheel pattern more conspicuous.
Xu Dao looked around. He was not practicing visualization now, but he could still see the moonlight in the sky gathering wisps, entwining on the delicate full moon pattern. It was very magical!
Xu Dao looked at the full moon pattern in front of him and said softly: "talisman seeds!" Although his face looked pale due to blood loss, his face was even more joyful.
Countless reveries passed through Xu Dao's heart for a moment, making him extremely excited.
The only thing that worried him was that although the moon wheel pattern in front of him had been condensed, it was still illusory as a whole, and the light only illuminated half a foot of his body.
There is some difference between this scene and what is recorded in the Tuna Method: "It's as if the moon is falling in the brain, and the round lumps of light are shining... The Yin spirit comes out of the body and illuminates the whole room."
However, Xu Dao was too lazy to think about this anymore. He got the uncharacterized urn and pondered over the uncharacterized urn... The mood had been repeated several times, which was tiring.
Now the "talisman seed" thing has been born, whether it is a mule or a horse, you can tell by pulling it out!
Xu Dao took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, stabilized his mind, and entered the state of visualization again.
Xu Dao stretched out his left hand and grabbed the bright crimson full moon pattern.
Buzz! As soon as his fingers touched the moon wheel pattern, he felt the pattern he was visualizing in his mind shake.
In a state of confusion, Xu Dao did not open his eyes, but he could clearly see a small moon captured by him, slowly floating into the spiritual platform, and then he accidentally merged into the moon wheel pattern imagined in his mind.
A mysterious realization appeared in Xu Dao's heart.
He felt that his whole body was immersed in the moonlight. He was a bright moon, releasing countless rays of light and illuminating the spiritual platform.
At the same time, Xu Dao's physical body was sitting in the forest, and the moonlight from the sky continued to fall down, and then penetrated into his body through his mouth and nose, at least 30% faster than before!
If there are any other people here, no matter how Taoist they are, they can see that every breath of Xu Dao is filled with gleaming light, which is extremely magical.
In an instant, Xu Dao was immersed in the moonlight, and the amount of Qi in his body increased bit by bit, doubling the joy in his heart.
This mysterious feeling and the pleasure of swallowing the moonlight made Xu Dao think in a trance that he had broken through to the realm of Qi refining.
An hour later, Xu Dao woke up from his practice state. When he opened his eyes, he found that the scene in his eyes was much brighter than before.
The bonfire in front of Xu Dao had already been extinguished, and the moonlight in the sky was as usual. At this time, the surrounding light did not change. What changed was Xu Dao's soul.
His soul grew stronger and his five senses became much sharper again!
But unfortunately, after swallowing the "talisman seeds" just now, Xu Dao's soul still failed to plant the talisman seeds of the Taiyin Moon Flower Breathing Method, but he became much more diligent.
After being dazed for a moment, Xu Dao took out the unmarked talisman from the fire, shook it gently, and the dust fell away. He stretched out his hand to rub the slightly rough surface of the talisman, with a very calm expression on his face.
Although he failed to directly plant the talisman in his soul, Xu Dao was not disappointed and was still happy.
He thought in his mind: "It should be that the quality of the talisman is not enough. Although a 'talisman' was barely condensed, it was just a shadow. Swallowing it can increase perception and improve the proficiency of visualization, but it cannot directly condense a talisman."
A genuine 'talisman'..."
Xu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly and said secretly: "If we do it a few more times, or use higher quality and more spiritual talismans, it should be possible."
Although the pattern just condensed from the characterless urn is not a real "talisman", it is very similar to a "talisman" and can help with spiritual practice!
For a moment, Xu Dao wanted to draw the talisman again, bleed once, and let himself realize it a few more times, so that he could quickly condense the real talisman and enter the realm of Qi refining.
However, his face was still pale and he had lost a lot of blood. If he was bleeding again, he might fall into coma due to blood loss.
Xu Dao suppressed his mind and stopped thinking about the matter. However, his mood to return to Dao Sect became more urgent.
There is a ghost market in the Taoist sect. Xu Dao can buy talisman ink from the ghost market without having to use his own blood to draw the talisman...
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At dawn the next day, Xu Dao set off for Daomen.
The Taoist sect where Xu Dao is located is called "White Bone Temple". It was established by the White Bone Taoist priests and has been here for two to three hundred years.
This temple occupies a mountain. The original name of the mountain is unknown. It was called "White Bone Mountain" because of the White Bone Taoist Temple in the mountain. According to rumors, Taoist priests chose this mountain to build a Taoist temple and named it because of the numerous white bones in the mountain.
For "white bones".
There are many dangerous places near Baigu Mountain, such as swamps, grasslands, ferocious forests, and evil pools, and there are often spirits that can kill and eat people. Non-Taoists cannot visit.
Today, a group of people rushed up the mountain on a sliding pole.
There is a skeleton in front, walking with two bamboo poles, and another skeleton behind, also carrying two bamboo poles, and walking.
In addition, there is a skeleton walking in front, clearing the way for the sliding pole to cut the grass.
That's right, the Taoist riding the sliding pole is none other than Xu Dao!
He thought that he had obtained the opportunity and no longer needed to wander around, so regardless of the hard work, he traveled day and night and arrived at the White Bone Mountains within a few days.
Xu Dao lay on the bamboo sliding chair with squinted eyes, dozing off one after another.
However, although he was taking a nap on the surface, his hands were always folded in his sleeves to pinch the talisman, and he was alert to his surroundings without slacking off at all.
The sliding pole swayed, and there were only the clattering sounds of three skeletons walking around and the sound of chopping grass.
Suddenly, Xu Dao opened his eyes and looked to the right.
The grass moved suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, a white object suddenly jumped out.
Baiwu ran away in fright, and in a hurry he was about to hit the sliding pole. But before it hit, a skeleton pounced on it and pinned it down.
This skeleton is the one who was at the front cutting the grass.
Xu Dao held the charm in his hand and looked at the white object carefully.
Suddenly, his eyes were slightly startled.
I saw that the white object pressed down by the skeleton was a snow-white fox...