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978,Moulding the Golden Body (2/2)

‘Feathering’ allows oneself to transform into an existence like flowing air?!

After hearing what Xuan Zhaolao said, Su Wu's eyes moved slightly.

He has stayed in the Vajrayana Realm for the longest time, and has often seen the records of some of the famous eminent monks and Dharma King ‘Hong Hua’ in the Vajrayana Realm.

The so-called "rainbow transformation" means that oneself turns into a rainbow and goes away.

For example, ‘Master Jinglian Huansheng’ and ‘Supreme Master Yuankong’ are both accomplished monks who are capable of rainbow transformation!

Looking down,

The "rainbow transformation" of the Dharma temples in the secret area means that they themselves turn into rainbow light.

The ‘feathering’ referred to by Xuanzhao Lao Tao of Maoshan shamanism is the ‘qi transformation’ of oneself. Both are intangible and seem to have different approaches but the same purpose.

Which one is stronger or weaker between this and the path taken by Monk Jianzhen?

Or could it be said that the three are actually from the same source?

When Su Wu was frowning in thought,

Old Taoist Xuan Zhao had already given him a shovel: "Don't be stunned, move your hands quickly and help me dig up the soil around the tree - I'm old, I can't be allowed to dig holes here.

, you, a young junior, are watching from the side, right?"

"Is the Taoist Master's senior brother under the soil?"

Su Wu asked,

Pick up the shovel and dig up the surrounding soil.

He dug the earth very quickly,

After three strokes, five strokes, and two strokes, it didn't even take him half a stick of incense to clear up the surrounding soil. He also cut down the small sycamore tree growing on the soil and dug out its roots.

Under the tree roots is all dark red soil,

Waves of cold air escaped from the soil.

The old Taoist took the Luoyang shovel and dug into the dark red soil for a while. After hearing several "tuk-tuk" sounds and the shovel head touched a hard object, he stopped and stopped Su Wu from continuing to dig.

Jump into the pit yourself,

He took the shovel from Su Wu's hand and used it to sweep away all the loose soil in the area where the Luoyang shovel had been pulled.

The midnight moonlight shines straight down from the top of my head like frost,

The cover of the thin coffin painted black was also slightly white in the reflection.

Some dark red liquid was continuously leaking out from the cracks in the black coffin. The liquid had no smell, but was very cold. The dark red liquid continued to soak into the surrounding soil, causing the temperature in the grave to drop sharply.

"I haven't even had time to learn the great method of cultivating the devil's body.

When several senior brothers reached their end of life first, they learned this method first, and I drove them to various cold places. They are the ones who know this method best.

If you want to learn this method, you should be more respectful when you meet my senior brother later.

He used to be a dull and withdrawn person.

I wonder if his personality has changed after being buried for decades?"

Seeing the dark red liquid seeping out from the cracks in the coffin, the old Taoist priest's eyes darkened. He gave Su Wu a few instructions, took out a stack of charms from his bag, and stuck them on the cracks around the coffin.

Once these charms are attached to the coffin, the dark red liquid will stop flowing out.

The cold air around me has subsided slightly.

After doing this, the old Taoist stood at the head of the coffin, measured the length of the coffin with his hand, and stopped about one-third of the way to the coffin. He held the half-cut peach wood sword in his hands, which was covered with

yellow talisman,

The old Taoist held his mahogany sword high in both hands,

The broken sword's blade points downward,

Aiming at the position one third of the way back from the head of the coffin,

As if to see that something is wrong, if the person in the coffin is not his senior brother, but a complete zombie, he will use the incomplete mahogany sword in his hand to pierce the opponent's chest with one sword!

"okay!"

The old Taoist shouted to Su Wu: "Pry open the coffin!"

"good!"

Su Wu responded,

He grabbed the shovel next to him, inserted the shovel into the gap in the coffin, and exerted a little force on his wrist——

Then I heard a heartbreaking sound coming from the coffin!

Creak, creak——

The entire lid of the coffin was pried open by Su Wu!

The coffin nails wedged into the coffin side were separated from the coffin side one by one, and the entire coffin lid was blown away by Su Wu with a shovel, and the grave pit was lifted out!

The breath of deep cold burst out in an instant!

A thick red mist rose and filled the coffin, making it impossible to see what was in the coffin.

Old Taoist Xuan Zhao’s eyes flashed,

The peach wood broken sword held in both hands slowly downwards——

At this time, a skinny hand stretched out from the coffin, grabbed the blade of the mahogany sword, and wiped off all the yellow talismans attached to the sword.

The red mist inside the coffin enveloped the arm stretched out from the coffin,

Converged quickly in the coffin,

The skinny arm absorbed the enveloping red mist, and the skinny arm swelled up like air.

The red mist has completely converged,

A middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a strong back was revealed in the coffin.

The muscles all over his body were knotted,

Where is the skinny look?

The 'middle-aged man' opened his eyes wide, and the red mist in his eye sockets disappeared, gathering into a pair of brown-black eyes. He looked straight at the old Taoist Xuan Zhao, and looked at him for more than ten seconds before finally speaking. He hesitated and opened his mouth: "Master, junior brother?"

Seeing Old Daoist Xuan Zhao grinned and nodded.

The 'middle-aged man' sighed and let go of the mahogany sword: "It seems like I'm already dead?"

"Almost." Xuan Zhaolao nodded again.

"I'm not qualified enough,

After decades of practice, I still haven't been able to achieve the "body is stiff but the mind is not stiff" in the "Demon Body Planting Dafa", and "blood is like mercury slurry and mind is like elixir of fire". My blood has long been lost in the yin of the dragon veins here. I'm so angry." The middle-aged man talked to himself, stood up from the coffin,

The Taoist robe on his body was in tatters and could not cover up his strong and burly body.

Old Taoist Xuan Zhao scratched his head and looked at Su Wu: "Disciple, are you ready for the clothes I asked you to prepare for your uncle?"

What disciple?

What kind of clothes should I prepare for my uncle?

Su Wu listened to what Xuan Zhao said and wanted to block his question.

But then the middle-aged man turned to look at him,

He suddenly thought of what Xuan Zhao had just said - if you want to learn the 'Demon Body Planting Dao', you must have a good relationship with the senior brothers of Xuan Zhao...

In the end, Su Wu nodded expressionlessly and said, "We have prepared a set."

As he spoke, the messy and overlapping shadows around him squirmed and twisted, and a big black hand with ten fingers pulled several pieces of coarse cloth and stood up from the shadows.

Su Wu handed the clothes to the middle-aged man.

They were all young men, and he was unwilling to hand over the clothes that Pearl had made for him to this person, but in order to learn the 'magic method of cultivating the devil's body', he had no choice but to give up temporarily.

He is tall and handsome, taller than the middle-aged man, but not as strong as the other man, who looks like a brown bear.

But for this outfit, Qingmiao made it more generous.

It's just right for a middle-aged man to wear.

"You are a good apprentice." The middle-aged man changed his clothes in front of Xuan Zhao and Su Wu. He glanced at the shadows around Su Wu that gradually returned to calm, and then said, "When I control Li Gui, There is no trace of being infected by Li Wei on his body - I didn't have his ability before I was buried, where did I pick up such a good seedling?"

Old Taoist Xuan Zhao had a smile of success. He glanced at Su Wu to make sure that the other party would not undermine him, and then said: "I just met him on the way here.

My apprentice is very capable!

Senior brother, can you tell his fate?"

After hearing his junior brother's question, the middle-aged man who was wearing a belt raised his head and narrowed his eyes at Su Wu.

this moment,

Su Wu suddenly felt a chill blowing across the top of his head, and he instinctively felt wary - the next moment, the sudden chill suddenly dissipated.

The middle-aged man's eyes exploded into two masses of blood mist. The two masses of blood mist swirled for a long time before regrouping into brown-black eyes.

He glared at Old Dao Xuan Zhao fiercely: "You are still as naughty as you were when you were young!"

Old Taoist Xuan Zhao grinned.

The middle-aged man glanced at Su Wu again and warned Su Wu: "In the future, don't ask anyone to tell your fortune for nothing. If the other person has a grudge against you, you can do this."

Monk Jianzhen said the same thing as him.

Su Wu nodded, responded to what the middle-aged man said, and said, "Senior, do you know what my destiny is?"

"It's not written in the Daozang." The middle-aged man shook his head, "So I can only tell you that you are born with a fierce seal in your life. If others want to check it, they will be hurt by the fierce seal immediately.

But I can't tell you what your destiny is exactly.

Even if I could make up a rough sketch for you,

You go and look up the classics, but you can't find the corresponding one."

"That's it." Su Wu nodded.

The middle-aged man turned to look at Xuan Zhao and said, "You must have just accepted this disciple not long ago, right? You are still somewhat familiar with the elders of the sect."

"It wasn't long after we dug our senior brother out of the mud. Now he and his senior brother are half-baked, and their rawness is normal.

It will be fine if we get along for a while." Xuan Zhao said with a smile.

"Have you not given the message to him yet?

I haven't sensed the breath of the Three Mountains from him." The middle-aged man jumped out of the grave with a slight jump. He pinched a treasure bottle seal on his hand. Inside the grave, those things were stained red by the dark red liquid.

Silks of red mist suddenly emerged from the soil, and all of them converged into the treasure vase handprint formed on his palm.

The red mist gathers to form an elixir,

He swallowed the pill in one gulp, and his pale face turned a little rosy again.

It looks like a living person. When it is no longer standing upright like before, it makes people think that it is a corpse.

"I haven't preached it yet." The old Taoist priest shook his head, and he and Su Wu jumped out of the grave pit one after another.

There was sadness in his eyes,

I wonder how to convince Su Wu to accept the transmission of the Maoshan shaman?

Are you still worried about whether the current Maoshan Wu Zuting can still conduct normal rituals?

The middle-aged man stood on the mass grave, looked up at the moon in the sky, and continued: "When I was buried, the second junior brother and the third junior sister were as young and powerful as you.

At that time, our Maoshan shamanism was experiencing great prosperity.

So many years have passed,

Junior Brother Xuanzhao, Second Junior Brother, and Third Junior Sister, are they all okay now?

Could it be that the Maoshan witchcraft was once famous all over the world and ranked first among the three mountains?"

"Less than five years after the second senior brother was buried, something went wrong in the cultivation of the talisman body, so the third senior sister and I buried him too.

One year after that, when the third senior sister invited the ancestor once, the uncle had completely transformed into Li Gui. She was infected without noticing for a moment, so I buried her among the ghosts of that uncle.

.

As for now,

The Dharma lineage of the Three Mountains shows its decadence.

We, the Maoshan Witch Cult, are the first to bear the brunt -" At this point, Master Xuan Zhao paused, and under the gaze of his senior brother 'Xuan Qing', he continued, "Senior Brother, the founder of our Maoshan Wu Sect has woken up."

Xuan Qing looked horrified when he heard this!

Su Wu raised his eyebrows - what does it mean that 'Zhongzu' woke up?

Who is the ancestor?

When I wake up from sleep, does it mean ‘Li Wei wakes up’?!


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