Chapter Three Hundred and Five Theory of Cultivation
"There's a third thing."
The ghost girl didn't notice Wang Fu's thoughts and continued the introduction.
"You, Yunyang Monastery Master, had an enmity with someone when you were young. They were practitioners from an ancient tradition, and there were veteran heavenly masters in charge."
Wang Fu was very interested when he heard it, but he didn't expect that the white-bearded viewer would also be poor when he was young.
"After a series of conflicts, Temple Master Yunyang was forced to the brink of life and death several times, but the more he fought, the stronger he became. Finally, he became a disciple of the Sanqing sect and achieved the realm of a heavenly master. However, one of his close friends died because of this.
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"Master Yunyang Temple regards it as the greatest hatred in this life, and vows to destroy the other party's inheritance and avenge his friend."
"All these years, he has been guarding Yunyang Temple and doing nothing, just to outlast the other party's old master, and then wipe out the family in one fell swoop."
"The ancestor of that family was a veteran Heavenly Master. Later he found out that he had made a big mistake. He was not going to die soon. Once he passes away, his disciples and grandsons will not live up to expectations and will inevitably be exterminated by Master Yunyang Temple."
"So, he took the initiative to admit his mistake, expressed goodwill to Master Yunyang through various channels, and wanted to turn into a fight, but he was flatly rejected by Master Yunyang."
When Wang Fu heard this, he clapped his hands and applauded, "The master of the temple has done a good job. Even the great Celestial Master can't be happy with grudges, so why should he practice this way?"
"If it were me, I would be even better than him."
The ghost girl rolled her eyes, "You are truly a qualified disciple of Yunyang Temple."
Wang Fu smiled and said nothing. At first he thought the visitor was an old bureaucrat, but now after hearing his story, he felt inexplicably closer to him.
"By the way, what does this matter have to do with Fu Yangmei?"
"Of course it does matter. The old Heavenly Master heard that the temple master had such a proud disciple, so he..."
Wang Fu understood immediately, "Just tie him up and threaten the viewer?"
"of course not!"
The ghost girl rolled her eyes, "Otherwise, I am a heavenly master, and my methods are much more sophisticated than yours."
"That old heavenly master knows the purpose of Master Yunyang to train Fu Yangmei, and knows that this disciple is his lifeblood."
"So, the old Heavenly Master mobilized his disciples to explore traps everywhere. Thirty-eight Jiuqu disciples died, and countless other disciples. Finally, they found an extremely rare 'Ten Thousand Years White Infant'."
"White baby?"
The ghost girl explained, "The white baby is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth. It is born from the air of nothingness. It gathers the essence of heaven and earth and is born from the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon. It is shaped like a baby and is as white as snow. It is good at flying into the sky and escaping from the earth. It is also clever and cunning, and it can be seen by everyone who meets it.
It’s difficult, let alone catching.”
Wang Fu had questions again, "What is the role of this thousand-year-old white baby?"
"Second life."
The ghost girl solemnly said, "A drop of blood on it is equivalent to having a second life. Once it dies, the white baby will automatically grow into its original body, and its cultivation and mana will be restored. It can also be exempted from previous illnesses and injuries, which is equivalent to being reincarnated and living again."
once."
The ghost girl sighed, "With this thousand-year-old white baby, Fu Yangmei has two lives. The more he kills, the stronger he becomes. How terrifying is it?"
She suddenly noticed that Wang Fu's expression was dull, "Well, are you disapproving of it?"
certainly.
Wang Fu thought that if his life could give you the same treatment, then you should stop admiring him.
However, he also knows that if there is no Wang Fu in the world, this so-called ten thousand year white baby is a kind of existence that defies heaven. Backing up in the cloud, shutting down and restarting, death is equivalent to refreshing.
"Then what?"
The topic went too far, Wang Fu urged the ghost girl to return to the subsequent plot.
"The Heavenly Master took the Ten Thousand Years White Baby to see Master Yunyang and told him directly that this treasure cost so many lives among my disciples. Now it is placed in front of you. Either accept it and the two families can settle their old feud, or
Everyone will die together."
Wang Fu could almost imagine that when the old Heavenly Master expressed his stance like this, his eyes must have been extremely determined.
He is also a ruthless person!
"Needless to say, the temple owner must have agreed."
Wang Fu sighed and said, Yunyang Temple Master was able to put down his hatred for Fu Yangmei, and this time the disaster was about to end.
The ghost girl sighed again, "It stands to reason that Fu Yangmei has been protected by a white baby for ten thousand years. How could he be killed by the Ninth Prince and have his body taken away and made into flesh clothes?
"No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense?"
"Could it be..."
The ghost girl thought of a terrible possibility, "Could it be that the Ninth Prince is already an evil ghost?"
Even the weakest Chu Xie Gui is still a tyrannical being that can disrupt all directions. If he takes advantage of a situation where both sides are hurt, and launches an attack, wouldn't it make the Mountain God of Gushan or the Master of Yunyang Temple drink their hatred?
"Don't think too much, let's go back first."
Wang Fu comforted the ghost girl, saying that he was in the first stage of Jiuqu, and the ghost girl was not even a fierce ghost. She was too far away from the top and could speculate on the harm without authorization.
Besides, the top leaders of both sides are not all idiots, and they definitely have ways to deal with it.
No matter how damaged a ship is, it will take some time before it sinks.
Wang Fu thought to himself that after returning this time, he would have to practice day and night to improve his strength, and it would be best to enter the Nine-Tune Middle Realm as soon as possible.
The first stage of Jiuqu, that is, fighting and doing tasks, belongs to the ordinary employees of Yunyang Temple.
The best among them, such as Xiong Curi, can occasionally serve as project team leaders.
Many old people in Taoist temples have insufficient qualifications and bad luck, and they will only reach the second or third level of cultivation when they are old. The Taoist temple will not treat them lightly, and will specially arrange some non-dangerous positions to use their remaining energy.
Only those who have been promoted to the middle realm of Jiuqu are the backbone of Yunyang Temple, such as the teachers.
And Jiuqu high-level people like Ding Zhangdian are already at the level of partners.
As the future heir to the Thunder Fire Palace, Wang Fu's goal is obviously not the Jiuqu Realm, but a Heavenly Master or even becoming an immortal.
According to the theory of spiritual practice, the younger you are, the earlier you break through. When you are old and frail, a state will be like a big mountain, which is difficult to climb.
Therefore, the future of a fellow disciple in Taoist temples can often be seen upon entering the temple.
After five years of entry, if you can achieve the goal of entering the Ququ, it will be a key training. After becoming a regular, if you can break through the Nine Qus in middle age, you can become a middle-level and high-level Taoist.
Only someone with heaven-defying qualifications like Fu Yangmei, and a temple master who devotes all the resources of the Taoist temple to cultivate him, can he achieve the Jiuqu cultivation level before the age of fifty, and is expected to break through to become a heavenly master.
Let's look at Wang Fu's master Ding Zhangdian, who is a hundred years old and in the realm of eight tunes. However, the remaining levels are like a natural chasm, and it takes decades to improve.
"Master, I have something that I haven't dared to tell you for fear that you might not be happy to hear it."
The ghost girl said timidly.
"Tell me, I'm not a stingy person."
The ghost girl was doubtful and said, "After I came back from the dead, I suddenly felt that the bottleneck in my body was loose. I will break through the evil ghost in the next few days."
Wang Fu slapped the stone next to him, his heart ached a little, it was all due to me burning the life candle.
"congratulations."
This sentence was so strong that it didn't sound like congratulations no matter how hard it sounded.
The ghost girl thought to herself that she was not stingy. This was not jealousy, but something like that.