Dragon and Tiger Taoist

"Zhuang Yuan, Zhuang Yuan..."

A soft murmur sounded in his ears, illusory yet real, and his heart was throbbing. Zhuang Yuan, who was trying to visualize Nanshan again, suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, his hair was withered and yellow, his lips were cracked, and he had a beard that had not been taken care of for an unknown period of time. He was dragged to the ground, his eye sockets were sunken, his gaze was filled with paranoia, and he looked like a madman.

"teacher?"

Looking up at the sky, Zhuang Yuan's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty. He knew exactly where he was trapped. Although he never doubted his teacher's magical powers, he didn't think his teacher could come here, at least not now. But the feeling was so strong, it was as if the teacher was right beside him.

"Is it really you? Teacher?"

After sitting in Nanshan for seven hundred years, his already dead soul was filled with turmoil at this moment. He was doubtful and doubtful. With some hope that he could not explain, he activated the formation. Zhuang Yuan pushed aside the starlight in the sky, and then he saw a pair of Eye of Heaven.

His eyes were like stars, lavender in color, with nine interlocking rings, showing supreme nobility, but under such a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes, Zhuang Yuan felt an extremely familiar aura.

"teacher."

Although there were no words, Zhuang Yuan confirmed that behind these eyes was his teacher Zhang Chunyi.

The dead soul became lively again, as if a clear spring gushes out of the soul. For a moment, Zhuang Yuan could not describe his mood. It was probably that the person who was lost in the dark night saw the light guiding the direction again.

He didn't know how long the outside world had passed, but he had been sitting in Nanshan for seven hundred years, which was a quite long number for him.

At the beginning, he was hopeful, and while comprehending the inheritance of Wanxiang Xingjun, he practiced hard at the same time. Because of his own talents, everything went smoothly.

In just twenty years, he achieved the Nine Refinements of Yin God, and then there was a hundred years of silence. This was not because he could not break through to the realm of pure Yin, but because he was unwilling to do so.

When he was in Longhu Mountain, he listened to Zhang Chunyi's lecture on the Tao of Yin and Yang. He had some understanding of the Tao of Dryness and Rong. It was not clear before, but after being trapped in Nanshan, what he saw and felt gave him a deeper understanding of the Tao of Dry Rong. .

So he sat idle for hundreds of years, weakened his cultivation, experienced the glory and the glory personally, and finally combined with the inheritance left by Wanxiang Xingjun to further improve his basic classic "The Pine Picture of the Ageless Sky", and derived the Nine Special Secret Techniques from it. Withered nine glory.

To practice this method, the monk needs to improve his cultivation after reaching the ninth level of Yin Shen, and then start practicing again from the first level of Yin Shen. Only after doing this nine times can he be considered perfect. After the success, the foundation will be as solid as a mountain, and harmony will be self-generated. You can naturally step into the realm of pure yin, and you can even understand the principle of yin and yang, which greatly increases the chance of entering the Taoist realm.

Of course, although this secret method is miraculous, in fact there are very few people in the world who can practice it, or even none at all, simply because of lack of time.

Anyone who can practice to the level of Nine Refinements of Yin Shen before he is a hundred years old is definitely a true genius, but how many hundred years does it take for a Yin Shen monk? Even if there are enough treasures to replenish the vitality that has been reduced and damaged, rebuilding is faster than normal cultivation, but the years it takes to rebuild nine times still makes the monks feel desperate. Before the Nine Withers and Nine Glory is completed, they will already have a long life. Exhausted, and the premise of all this is that their reconstruction process goes smoothly.

You must know that re-cultivation does not mean that you will not encounter bottlenecks. The experience of each re-cultivation is actually different, and problems may arise because of this. This is the magic of the secret method of Nine Dry Nine Rongs, and it is also its difficulty. location.

That is to say, Zhuang Yuan was able to make such an attempt because he was in a strange place like Nanshan. Fifty years after creating this secret technique, Zhuang Yuan completed the first reconstruction and then moved forward steadily.

It took four hundred years for Zhuang Yuan to successfully pass through the eight realms. Correspondingly, his understanding of the formation path became more and more profound, and he was only one step away from becoming the so-called great master of the formation path.

But in the next three hundred years, Zhuang Yuan fell into trouble. The most fundamental reason was that he could never practice the inner scene of Nanshan, and this was the key to his breakthrough.

Wanxiang Xingjun had thought of many ways to get out of trouble, and turning the shape of Nanshan Mountain into an interior location was actually a very likely way.

The key reason why Nanshan has become a prison for living beings is that once the people living in it step out of Nanshan, the life span that should have been consumed will be drained out in an instant, without giving people any chance to make up for it. If they can practice If you leave Nanshan, the interior location, and gain the power to delay the passage of longevity, you may be able to make up for the loss of longevity and gain a glimmer of hope.

It's a pity that this method was not practical for Wanxiang Xingjun at that time, because he was already in the Taoist realm, and Nanshan, a simple interior location, could not suppress his longevity. At the very least, it had to be turned into an exterior location, but It is difficult for a Taoist to practice in an outdoor location, let alone in a place like Nanshan where the Taoist charm is solidified. It is simply impossible.

But perhaps out of boredom, or perhaps for the sake of inheritance, Wanxiang Xingjun finally created the practice method of Nanshan, the inner scene, but even so, after sitting for seven hundred years, Zhuang Yuan has never been able to truly complete it. Interior location·Nanshan.

But the key link was missing, and all the plans came to nothing. After successive failures, he imprisoned himself in Falling Star Valley. As the years passed by, Zhuang Yuan was inevitably affected, and finally fell into a vicious cycle. among.

This is true whether it is cultivation or formation. In the first four hundred years, he went through eight prosperous times, but in the next three hundred years, he was still unable to complete the last prosperous one and could not reach perfection.

To be honest, when he returned from his dream at midnight, Zhuang Yuan didn't know how long he could hold on. Unknowingly, his heart was actually going numb. The most ruthless thing in the world is time. Until today, Zhang Chunyi's eyes dropped, Only then did a new source of water spring up from the dry lake in his heart.

Looking at Zhuang Yuan across the endless distance and noticing all the changes in Zhuang Yuan, Zhang Chunyi had many doubts in his heart, but he had no way to ask. All he could do was help Zhuang Yuan as much as possible.

"Check your luck!"

With a thought, Zhang Chunyi once again activated the high-grade method Seed Cha Yun based on the Thunder Eye Tao Seed.

Hongyun once used the luck-detection method to spy on Zhuang Yuan's luck, but it not only failed, but also suffered backlash. However, this time Zhang Chunyi checked Zhuang Yuan's luck again, and the situation was very different.

The luck was in the clouds, vast and green, and there seemed to be something floating inside. Zhang Chunyi restrained himself and did not take a closer look.

Even with the support of Taoist Thunder Eyes, Zhang Chunyi did not peep unscrupulously. He could keenly sense that there was still terror in it. Forcibly peeping might not have any good results.

Looking away, Zhang Chunyi looked at the edge of Zhuang Yuan's luck cloud. There was a thread-like black mist there, which was ominous and represented the bad luck Zhuang Yuan was suffering now. They were constantly eroding Zhuang Yuan like living creatures. Yuan's luck has begun to shake Zhuang Yuan's foundation. If he lets it go, the consequences will be unpredictable.

In Falling Star Valley, Zhuang Yuan was keenly aware of something when he met Zhang Chunyi's downcast gaze. However, he had silent trust in Zhang Chunyi, so he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and allowed Zhang Chunyi to explore his luck.