The Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques, the number one method of cultivating immortals in Taoism, can be achieved in nine turns, comparable to that of a saint.
The maximum yin number is eight, and the maximum yang number is nine. The multiplication of eight and nine is the largest number in Taoism. Therefore, there are nine palaces and eight trigrams in heaven and earth, and seventy-two periods.
Therefore, once you have completed eight or nine, you will have seventy-two transformations. All birds and animals in the world, mountains, rocks, grass and trees, yin and yang and the five elements, all things will change. The wonderful use of it lies in one mind. There is a poem that says: "Cultivation"
Eighty-nine mysteries are wonderful, let you roam freely in the world.
Legend has it that this technique was created by Taoist Hongjun, who felt that the Wu clan's body was uniquely endowed with a physical body. He used the Wu clan's mysterious skills as the foundation and combined them with the Immortal Dao method. Those who practice it to the highest level can become saints in the physical body. However, no one has ever seen it.
This is sanctification.
But with this power to protect the body, it is indeed extremely difficult to deal with. The soul is immortal and the body is immortal. The representative figures are Yang Jian, Sun Houhou, etc. Even if the Taoist skills are much stronger than them, it is difficult to completely transform under their transformation skills.
Kill them.
Yuan Hong, who was in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, didn't have much to follow. In the end, he forced Xiqi's side to seek help from the Shangwa Imperial Palace and borrowed the Jiangshan Sheji Tu Fang to suppress it.
Li Qiye thought of all the mysteries of the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques in the legend, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.
How could he obtain such a skill so easily?
Although this is the Lotus Lamp plane and is not as powerful as the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques in Journey to the West and the Prehistoric World, it is, after all, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques and the foundation of Yang Jian’s rise!
No, Yang Jian...
Thinking of the name Yang Jian, Mo Li suddenly woke up from the huge surprise of obtaining Xuan Gong. This was an opportunity left for Yang Jian!
How could such a precious skill appear in a ruined temple for no reason?!
It must have been specially left for Yang Jian by the person with great supernatural powers!
By the way, that white ape!
Mo Li suddenly remembered a version he had seen in his previous life. The reason why Yuan Hong knew the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills was because he intercepted Yang Jian's opportunity. Otherwise, where did he, a big white ape with no feet, learn the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills?!
Therefore, the white ape just now was Yuan Hong!
Thinking of this, Mo Li was shocked and confused, but he closed the bamboo slips without hesitation, not daring to take another look.
That's right, I don't dare to look at it anymore.
It is impossible for the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill to appear in this ruined temple without any reason. It is most likely reserved for Yang Jian. In other words, every move of Mo Li at this time is being watched by a certain great supernatural power!
What Mo Li didn't know was that when he was putting away the bamboo slips, not far away, a slovenly Taoist laughed and said, "You are a very discerning little guy. I'll spare your life."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a great white ape suddenly appeared in front of him without any resistance.
But at this moment, a burst of Sanskrit singing suddenly sounded, and then bursts of Buddha light emitted from the white ape's body. In the next moment, the great white ape disappeared completely!
"Huh? Monk?!"
The Taoist's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared. Astonishing sword intent emitted from his body, and the surrounding space could not bear it, causing ripples.
"Amitabha! Master, please calm down!"
A simple and honest voice came from an endless distance, saying: "This hozen is destined to be a monk. I hope the real person will raise his hand and spare him once."
"Maitreya, is that you?"
The sloppy Taoist smiled coldly and said: "You have learned the skills of my Kunlun lineage, how can you understand it so easily? You are not so proud!"
Rest, rest, rest...
Suddenly, three rays of golden light shot out from in front of the Taoist. They stopped in front of him, but they were three dark fruits with a faint Zen fragrance.
"Three thousand-year-old Bodhi seeds, as a gift of apology, I hope the real person will accept them."
Bodhi seed has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind, preventing people from wandering into evil spirits, and assisting in cultivation. It is a treasure that countless monks long for but cannot obtain.
The sloppy Taoist raised his hand and took the three bodhi seeds into his arms, and said lazily: "Okay, just spare this monkey's life. Don't let me bump into him next time."
"So, thank you, Master." The voice said with a smile, and then fell silent.
There is no one else here except a slovenly Taoist.
"This smelly monk is really wise, and this Bodhi seed is just for my disciple to assist in his practice." The Taoist said to himself, rubbing the Bodhi seed.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he said with a smile: "My good disciple is back!"
…
"Brother Mo!"
Yang Jian carried a large bundle of firewood and said happily: "You came back very quickly. Let me see, beef, chicken, and a fish. Haha, I'm going to have a feast today!"
"I just thought you could eat it."
Mo Li took out the bamboo slips from his arms and said, "Look what this is?"
"Book?"
Looking at the bamboo slips, Yang Jian frowned and said reluctantly: "Brother Mo, don't you want me to study? We are here to learn our skills from a teacher. Studying can't defeat those heavenly soldiers and generals."
"You brat, take it and take a closer look." Li Li threw it over casually.
Yang Jian reluctantly took it, opened it, and immediately raised his eyebrows, saying: "Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques? What is this?"
He couldn't help but recited softly in his mouth: "The secret of revealing secrets, perfecting the truth, cherishing life, there is no other way to say it. Everything is always full of energy, be careful to hide it tightly, and never let it leak out..." Cultivating the eight or nine secrets,
You can roam freely in the world."
"Brother Mo, it's about practicing martial arts!"
Yang Jian said excitedly, reading the words on the bamboo slips with burning eyes.
Just listening to the fragmentary sentences, Mo Li felt that it was very rewarding. He looked at Yang Jian with some regret. It was really regrettable that Baoshan was in front and did not dare to enter.
"Brother Mo, come and take a look!"
Although Yang Jian received the Taiji Xuanqing Taoist secrets taught by Mo Li and cultivated some spiritual power in his body, in just two days, even though he had extraordinary understanding and amazing talent, his understanding of the Taoist secrets was still at a novice level.
He couldn't understand the mystery of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, which were such superior immortal techniques.
Now Li Li dared to take it. Yang Jian asked him to see it, so what was there that he didn't dare to see?
Now I took the bamboo slip and started reading.
However, when he took a closer look, all the densely packed small characters on the bamboo slips disappeared without a trace. Except for the four characters "Bajiu Xuan Gong", he could no longer read any of them!
Mo Li's heart tightened. At this point, why didn't he understand that this Xuan Gong was not something he could see at all?
"Brother, Brother Mo!"
Just at this moment, Yang Chan walked in, carrying a water bag.
"Little sister!"
Yang Jian saw Yang Chan and said happily: "You came just in time, look what Brother Mo and I found!"
Mo Li thought about it, handed the bamboo slip over and said, "Chan'er, take a look."
Yang Chan put down the water bag, took the bamboo slip curiously, opened it, and muttered in a low voice: "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, huh? Why are there no words at the back?"
She can't see it either!
Mo Li's heart was shaken, knowing that the person who gave the slip was just leaving it to Yang Jian.
"What has no words? Let me look at it!"
Yang Jian frowned, raised his face, and then pointed at the bamboo slip and said: "There is no word anywhere. Look, isn't it written very clearly?"
Where he pointed, Mo Li took a closer look, but it was still blank.
Yang Chan took a look and said: "No words means no words. Brother, don't come to play tricks on us. Come and cook!"
After that, he threw the bamboo slips to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was confused. He watched the two people playing with the vegetables, but he spread out the bamboo slips, looked at the writing on it, and said strangely: "That's not right, there are clearly words on it."
And while several people were busy cooking, suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in Mo Li's ears:
"Little guy, come out, I have something to tell you."
Mo Li's hair tightened, and he raised his head to look towards the place where the sound came from, but found nothing. He looked at Yang Jian and Yang Chan, but the brother and sister seemed to be unaware, and did not notice at all that there was anyone there.
There was movement.
"Don't look at it. They can't hear it. Come out." The voice said.
Mo Li suddenly realized that he must have used the method of transmitting sounds like Yao Ji. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Originally, in the world of Zhu Xian, he was an almost omnipotent existence, but in this world, he was like a local leopard.
, Tao Xing is very shallow in all aspects.
"I'll go get some more water," Mo Li said.
The brother and sister didn't care either. Li Li carried the water bag and walked out of the ruined temple.
Just after taking a few steps, the world was spinning in front of him. When he regained consciousness, he had already reached the river, and in front of him was a sloppy Taoist priest, leaning lazily on the stone.
Little did Mo Li know that this was the true master who left behind the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.
He hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said: "I am Mo Li, I have met my senior."
"Mo Li? Never heard of it."
The Taoist priest shook his head, looked Mo Li up and down, and said: "You little guy, I am a Taoist practicing Taoist. I have a good foundation in the Taoist method, but my Taoism is too low. Who is your master?"
"I don't have a master."
Of course, Mo Li couldn't tell the Qingyun Sect's master, he said: "I picked up a bamboo slip on the mountain, and I was lucky enough to practice till now."
"Picked up a bamboo slip? You have good luck and good qualifications." The Taoist smiled and said: "I am the real person of Yuding in Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and I came here specially to recruit disciples.
You are very good. You have not seen the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills of my Kunlun lineage. Boy, you can make a condition to me."
Make conditions...
Mo Li was immediately overjoyed, this was the real person Yuding, the famous Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!
Although there seems to be no such saying in the Lotus Lantern world, the real Jade Cauldron in front of me seems to be different from the loser in the original plot.
Apprenticeship?
Mo Li denied the idea as soon as it came into his mind.
It's naturally impossible to become a disciple. The other party won't even let him see the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, and I'm afraid he won't agree if he proposes it!
In the Lotus Lantern World, the only twelve golden immortals who have shown up are Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren. The others have never shown up. It may not be possible to worship under their sect.
While Mo Li was thinking about it, he already had an idea. He said: "Please ask the immortal to show me the way. I don't know what method can I use to become the disciple of Tianzun?"
Not bad, Yuanshi Tianzun!
Kunlun Mountain is not closed. When Yao Ji was chasing the three-headed dragon, Yuanshi Tianzun came forward to seal the three-headed dragon. If you can become his disciple, how can you not learn the supernatural power of heaven and earth?
This guy is a well-deserved elder in any dimension. Divine generals like Yang Jian and Nezha are just his disciples and disciples!
"Master? You do have an idea. I can tell you. However, you may not be able to become Master's disciple."
With a disdainful smile on Master Yuding's face, he said: "Under the Kunlun Mountains, there are twelve tests. If you can pass them all, you will be accepted by Master."
"Thank you, Master, for informing me!" Mo Li thanked him solemnly.
"No need to thank me, you deserve this." Master Yuding said, "Next, leave my disciple. He needs more training. He will never be able to grow up as long as you follow him."
To cultivate Taoism, you must first cultivate your heart. Yang Jian's strength is based on an indomitable Taoist heart.
And this Taoist heart was tempered by the various tragic experiences in his childhood.
Mo Li was not surprised that Master Yuding asked him to leave. With him here, the Yang Jian brothers and sisters had someone to rely on, which was not good for their growth.
He said: "Then let me say goodbye."
"No need, you can leave now. You are not from the same world. They have their own way to go, and you have your own way to go." Master Yuding said, with a bit of arrogance in his words, as if
It is Mo Li who is not worthy of being friends with Yang Jian.
Li Qiye didn't get angry and just said yes.
In the world of Lotus Lantern, mortals are mortals, and the protagonists are always aloof immortals.
Whether it is Yang Jian or Chen Xiang in the future, both of them are of the blood of humans and gods, with strong backgrounds and extraordinary qualifications, which is why they have achieved incredible achievements.
As for the other people, Ding Xiang, Xiao Yu and even the Eighth Prince of Donghai, their achievements are not worth mentioning at all.
Therefore, Mo Li was not surprised that Jade Cauldron looked down on him. All he could do was to worship famous teachers and practice hard. One day, he would reach a state beyond Jade Cauldron, and when he stood in front of him, everything would become different.
It’s different.
"This place is a long way from Kunlun Mountain, so I will give you a ride as a way of thanking you for escorting my disciple all the way." Master Yuding said.
Without waiting for Mo Li's refusal, he raised his hand and a tyrannical force of magic immediately swept up Mo Li and turned into a ray of blue light and headed straight to the west!
Li Qiye felt dizzy before his eyes. The powerful force tightly controlled his whole body, and he was not allowed to break free. This dizzy feeling lasted for who knows how long, and finally stopped.
He fell to the ground hard, feeling as if his bones were falling apart.
Mo Li groaned lowly and used his spiritual power silently. In a short time, all the pain in his body disappeared without a trace.
He then stood up and looked at the area where he was.
But right in front of me, I saw a majestic mountain standing tall, majestic and sacred, towering into the clouds, like a pillar in the sky. I couldn't see how high it was. I could only vaguely see cranes soaring on it, unicorns leaping over it, and all kinds of auspicious beasts, looming and appearing, auspicious.
The aura lingers everywhere, making it look like a holy land of immortals.
"Kunlun Mountain, this is Kunlun Mountain!"
Mo Li looked forward with fiery eyes and whispered: "I'm coming, Kunlun!"