197 near the top (thanks to the soul reaper for the praise of the leader)
"This question" Yue Dewen smiled slightly.
He looked at Ming Yuan.
"Let you tell me. After all, I am not Lingluo."
Mingyuan bowed respectfully to Yue Dewen, then turned to Zhang Rongfang.
His face is considered handsome, but his skin is too white and he has no beard at all. His skin is as smooth as a virgin.
When looking at Zhang Rongfang, his eyes were calm with a hint of indifference.
It is a kind of indifference that does not care about anything else except orders.
"Lingluo, to be precise, is a type of spiritual transformation ritual. This kind of ritual is indeed immortal to ordinary people."
He answered seriously.
"Even if you are attacked beyond the limit of your body's strength and your body is beaten to pieces, you can recover quickly."
"Ordinary people? Are there exceptions?" Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.
"Naturally." Ming Yuan continued, "The foundation of Lingluo lies in the spiritualization of the meridians throughout the body to stabilize the body. After spiritualization, the meridians are not afraid of all ordinary attacks.
No matter burning it, cutting it with a knife, poisoning it, or freezing it, it's all meaningless. But" he paused, looked at Zhang Rongfang's concentrated expression, and continued.
"However, we are afraid of strong people who have also been spiritualized. Because spiritualization also has superiority and inferiority, and camps. Stronger people can destroy other people's spiritualization."
"In other words, Lingluo will be defeated by a stronger Lingluo?" Zhang Rongfang understood.
"Yes." Mingyuan cherished words like gold.
"So, my good disciple, a peak like a spiritual general is the one who truly stands at the apex of all martial arts." Yue Dewen said with a smile.
"Martial arts, after all, can only be used in confrontations where strength, movement, and skills are not much different. If an adult fights a baby, no matter how the baby knows various moves, the outcome will be the same."
Zhang Rongfang was silent.
He started practicing martial arts a long time ago, and then saw the whole process of the idol transforming into a human being.
There was a strong sense of crisis in my heart.
Now, this sense of crisis has finally been confirmed.
"But don't be discouraged. When you and others are both spiritual generals, the role of martial arts can be reflected. Why do all sects advocate forming their own sect and integrating their own martial arts system, so that they can reach the super level?
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Because only by integrating into one body and forming your own martial arts, can you reshape everything about yourself and improve your martial arts together after worshiping the gods."
Yue Dewen continued.
"Of course, you don't have to worry about this. Anyway, in the end, you are not on the same level as others.
And our Taoist religion does not pursue these things. There are only a few spiritual generals in the world.
Zhenyi Sect, our foreign sect, the Western Sect of Buddhism, the Black Ten Sect, and the Tiansuo Sect.
The rest seems to be gone. Maybe there are still some hidden ones, but these are already the foundations that Great Spirit has accumulated over many years."
He waved his hand.
Mingyuan immediately lowered his head, silently walked downstairs and left.
After Mingyuan left completely, Yue Dewen looked at Zhang Rongfang with a smile.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Since you are here today, it's time to change the Guanxu Gong."
"Changed?" Zhang Rongfang was stunned.
His thoughts were still in the process of spiritualization when he suddenly heard these words and did not react.
"You mean, my Taoist religion has other literary skills?"
"Nonsense, Guanxu Gong is just a simplified version. Why do you think I am looking for golden elixirs under the age of thirty for this reason?" Yue Dewen said angrily.
Suddenly his voice stopped, and he felt as if he had slipped his words, so he quickly changed the subject.
"Ahem, this Guanxu Gong is essentially a literary skill that we have differentiated and simplified from the Taoist secret art - Taishang Mingxu Gong.
The purpose is to select good disciples who are truly qualified, perseverant, and talented."
"Tai Shang Ming Xu Gong" Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes. He had previously felt that after the Guan Xu Gong reached Nascent Soul, the bonus to life and the cost-effectiveness began to decrease.
I didn't expect that this would happen.
"Okay, the law is not taught to the six ears. I said, you remember. This Taishang Mingxu Gong can improve your body more than the Guanxu Gong. But it is also more difficult.
If you can cultivate it to the late stage of god training in the next twenty years, you can transform into a spiritual general and become the most powerful person in the world." Yue Dewen suppressed his smile and said solemnly.
At that moment, he began to explain in detail, expanding and refining the original content of Observation of Emptiness, and adding a lot of new things.
And there is an additional mental method similar to the general outline.
The heart is dark but the outside is bright, the essence is clear and the qi is calm, the flesh and blood are one, the mind is like a lamp. I think it is bright and empty.
Zhang Rongfang listened intently, and he had quietly opened the attribute bar at this time.
At this time, the attribute column is undergoing new changes during Yue Dewen's explanation.
The original line of "Guanxu Gong" gradually blurred, and new words emerged. It became "Tai Shang Ming Xu Gong (Fifth Realm: Nascent Soul Middle Stage.)"
At the same time, he silently operated according to the new martial arts, feeling that his body was once again centered on the Dantian Nascent Soul, sending out circles of energy and blood oscillations around him.
The vibrations were tiny and continuous, like sound waves, shaking his whole body.
Gradually, Zhang Rongfang gradually fell into a strange state that seemed to be sleeping but not asleep, and seemed to be still but not still.
Unknowingly, Yue Dewen also noticed Zhang Rongfang's changes. He smiled, lowered his voice, and then slowly became quiet.
Raise your right hand. Whoa!
Black shadows flashed past in the corners, occupying key positions around the small building to ensure that no one could get close and disturb the place.
*Dadu Xizong.
In the cold underground palace, grotesque statues of humanoid beasts stand on both sides of the main road.
The statue is like a guard, guarding the surrounding areas.
They are completely black, dressed in simple gauze streamers, and hold magic weapons.
Only pairs of eyes carved from luminous pearls glowed with a cold blue light. "The sun sets over the western mountains, and the sun sets into the sea."
In the main hall, two voluptuous statues of goddesses, equally black in color, hold lotus braziers in their hands, illuminating the large area in the middle.
A great monk with tons of fat all over his body was sitting on the throne in the main hall.
The throne is two meters wide and nearly three meters high, which is quite spacious.
But when the monk sat on it, his body was spread out like a big ball of fat, filling the entire seat.
His face was full of flesh, his eyes were like copper bells, and his pupils shone with the luster of a cruel carnivorous beast.
"Now the sun hanging high in the sky is finally about to set. Cheng Hui, it seems you have made a very wise choice."
Under the throne, there is a tall man with a burly body and a bronze complexion showing his arms.
The man was kneeling on one knee, saluting respectfully towards the monk on the throne.
He was covered with a thick black cloak, covering the rest of his body except his arms.
The seemingly majestic Chinese character had an unnaturally flattering smile on his face. "Water flows to lower places, and people go to higher places. Only by following the general trend can you not be overwhelmed by the times."
Lord Sea Dragon King, I am just following the current situation."
"Interesting." The monk on the throne smiled. He casually picked up a thick roasted beef leg from the food basin in the dark.
Opening his big mouth, he bit off most of it in a few times, chewed and swallowed. "Let me see your determination."
The monk casually threw away the remaining beef leg bone.
The corbel rolled a few times and landed right in front of Cheng Hui on the ground.
Cheng Hui laughed a few times, picked up the beef leg bone, and began to eat it with big mouthfuls.
He actually didn't mind the saliva on it at all.
"The barbecue given by the Dragon King is really delicious! Thank you Dragon King for the meat!" Cheng Hui didn't care, praising loudly while chewing.
"Hahahahaha!!"
Sea Dragon King sat on the throne and laughed. "Interesting, so interesting."
He stared at Cheng Hui with cold eyes.
"But just wanting to worship God is not enough for you, the owner of Golden Wings. You have to show some sincerity."
"Of course I know!" Cheng Hui's smile faded and he said seriously.
*Tianbao Palace.
Zhang Rongfang returned to his room in the residential area. He took out the key and was about to open the door and go in.
Suddenly he stopped and turned to look at the yard directly opposite the door. There was a corridor between the yard and the door.
The corridor was very lively with people coming and going, but at this time, Zhang Rongfang's sight was not affected by the other Taoists passing by.
He looked straight at the sunny flower tree in the yard.
The trees were covered with white flowers, and something seemed to be moving slightly under the white flowers.
It wasn't like the wind blowing, but more like some kind of bird. Zhang Rongfang vaguely heard something.
He was silent for a moment, put down the key in his hand, turned around and walked towards the sunny flower tree. He came under the tree.
The breeze blew, scattering some white pollen, and the aroma was fragrant, making his nose itchy.
He stretched out his hand to push aside a cluster of flower branches and was slightly startled.
Under the flower branches, there is a familiar little red bird hiding.
The red bird's streamlined body and its iconic white hair on its head reminded him of the little red bird he had in Tan Yang.
The little red messenger bird at that time also had the same appearance. However, Zhang Rongfang knew that this bird was not the other bird.
Because that bird had already died in Tan Yang.
And this one is still small, with confused eyes, as if it has just been out for a while.
The little red bird raised its head and called weakly at him twice, as if it was praying. Without saying anything, Zhang Rongfang reached out to pick it up, stuffed it into his sleeve, and turned around to go back to the room.
After closing the door, he checked the little red bird and took off the bamboo tube from the bird's leg. The scroll inside only wrote a place name and a time.
Zhang Rongfang threw away the paper and ignored it.
After rummaging through the medicine cabinet, he soon found some gold sore medicine for treating trauma and applied some to Xiaohong's back injury.
He didn't know whether medicine made for humans could cure birds.
Anyway, he tried his best. Whether Xiaohong can survive or not, he can only leave it to fate.
The birds were fed some water and wheat grains.
Zhang Rongfang sat cross-legged on the futon on the floor of the room, carefully thinking about the information he had received from his new master, Taoist Yi Chongxuan, in the past few days.
Only practicing literary skills, if I really want to take the spiritual path, it must be the best choice. With the unique skill of Taishang Mingxu Gong, and the personal guidance of Taoist practitioners, I will definitely be able to step onto the level of spiritual general and be at the top of the great spirit.
Rank.
"Does it really make sense to be so powerful that it is likely to be controlled? Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly and completely threw this route out of his mind.
“But if we don’t use spiritual transformation and rely solely on martial arts, can we fight against spiritual transformation?
All the major forces are spiritually transformed, and around most of them, spiritual masters can be seen everywhere. They are invulnerable to weapons, have long lifespans, cannot be killed, and can be hacked continuously. If they were not both spiritually transformed, there would be no way to do anything to them.