Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 397: The Buddha I Am Sovereign (Correction of the Mind)

This old man can really hide.

Looking at the drunken and hazy Jing Shuhu, Li Yuan cursed in his heart. He doubted that if he hadn't become a master craftsman, the old man would never have exposed his secrets.

"Let's talk in the house."

Jing Shuhu burped from the wine. He was very cautious as he was not drunk because it was related to the secret of forging weapons.

"good."

Li Yuan smoothly carried Lao Leitou into the house. He was quite curious about the follow-up of the weapon-making technique and had many speculations.

It comes from the previous master of Black Whale Hammer. Is it a military training manual?

"Well, this is a secret that is not passed down in our line of soldiers. I can pass it on to you, but it must not be passed on to anyone else!"

Jing Shuhu looked serious.

"This disciple has always been very tight-lipped."

Li Yuan naturally agreed. He did not shy away from exchanging martial arts skills with others, but he would never pass on other people's things.

For example, Lin Tingfeng asked him about eighty times if not a hundred times for the art of weaponry, and he didn't reveal anything about it.

"Um."

Jing Shuhu was naturally relieved about him. After thinking for a while, he still dispelled the smell of alcohol from his body.

The smell of alcohol dissipated with a whoosh, and the little mouse in the corner belched and lay down.

"..."

You are forcing out the smell of alcohol outside. Li Yuan resisted the urge to open the window and changed his breathing to internal breathing. This is a 'tortoise breathing technique'. ’

It is one of the many martial arts he acquired from the library. He has practiced it to the Great Perfection. With this method, he can maintain internal breathing for a long time.

"The founder of Xuan Jing is an unparalleled figure in our Divine Weapon Valley. At the beginning of the founding of the country, he fought against everyone's opinions and joined the Universiade side, and finally won the reward of sealing the state..."

Traditionally, when teaching martial arts, one would mention the origin, the creation of the martial arts by the ancestors, etc. Li Yuan listened attentively.

"The founder of Xuan Jing traveled to the mountains and got an opportunity at our Shenbing Mountain. After all, the black whale hammer of splitting the sea is illusory. What the founder really obtained is the 'skill of forging weapons and refining treasures'."

"Forging weapons and refining treasures?"

Li Yuan was startled, he thought it was a military training manual.

"Forging weapons, refining treasures, and perfecting weapons is one of the entry requirements for practicing the art of treasure refining."

Narrated by Shuhu via voice transmission.

Is the art of crafting weapons perfect, or just one part?

Li Yuan was slightly shocked: "What about other conditions?"

"Spiritual appearance."

"Spiritual appearance?"

Li Yuan was a little moved, this condition was too high.

Only by entering the Tao can one achieve the spiritual phase, which means that one must be at least a master-level quasi-divine craftsman in order to practice this art of refining treasures.

He turned around in his mind for such people, but he could only think of a few people...

"Yes, Spiritual Appearance."

Jing Shuhu sighed: "This treasure refining technique has been passed down from generation to generation, but in fact not many people have practiced it. Among the ancestors of our Divine Weapon Valley, how many of them can achieve the spiritual phase?"

At least in the past seven hundred years, there hasn't been one.

"With your talent and the guidance of Zen Master Fulong, you should be able to master this treasure refining technique."

Jing Shuhu said:

"This treasure refining technique is not written down. It is only passed down from generation to generation to the great elder of weapon casting. Please remember it carefully."

"yes."

Li Yuan's spirit was shaken, and he changed the control combination. He had a photographic memory, and Guo Er also remembered it.

"The art of weaponry is a method of combining the properties of various iron materials by various means to turn the iron materials into magical weapons, while the art of refining treasures..."

Jing Shuhu’s rumor narrates:

"The core of treasure refining is the divine pattern."

"Divine Marks?"

Li Yuan's heart moved. This was not the first time he heard about divine patterns. When the divine fire forging platform was opened, he had obtained some incomplete information.

Among them were mentions of divine patterns.

"There is a saying in the art of refining treasures. Human beings are small heavens and earth, and heaven and earth are big gods. The divine patterns contained in various heavenly materials and earthly treasures are like human meridians and spirits..."

"Using the art of weaponry as a means, the spirit as a medium, taking various divine patterns from the treasures of heaven and earth, and arranging them into formations, you can turn decay into magic and temper divine weapons..."

"The general outline of the treasure refining technique is as follows, please write it down first!"

…

Tens of thousands of words.

Jing Shuhu talked for most of the night before he said it in full. Li Yuan listened attentively and memorized it silently.

He found that this art of refining treasures was indeed quite sophisticated. It not only involved weapon-making, visualization, breathing, various spiritual methods, but also the cultivation of 'fire'.

This fire is not a fire in the ordinary sense, but is rooted in the spiritual phase, and is used to peel off and smelt the divine patterns contained in various heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

What's even more complicated is the 'divine pattern combination'.

Different combinations of divine patterns create completely different divine weapons...

"In the treasure refining technique, there are 339 kinds of divine patterns and thirteen combinations of divine patterns recorded. According to the founder of Xuan Jing, these are all left by the senior who is suspected of being the former master of Xuan Weapon Hammer..."

Jing Shuhu said that the mouth was dry and the Qi was consumed a lot.

Li Yuan poured him tea and asked about the terminology.

The most difficult thing about any martial arts is the terminology. Without someone to guide you, it would be too hard to figure it out on your own.

Jing Shuhu talked about everything he knew until dawn.

"yawn!"

Lei Jingchuan's voice came from next door.

Jing Shuhu stopped at the right time: "That's it for today. From now on, I will come and tell you about it every three days. You should be able to memorize it in half a year at most."

'I've written it down...'

As thoughts swirled in his mind, Li Yuan naturally did not say anything, but just bowed and thanked him. He still needed to ask for advice on many of these terms, especially the types of divine patterns.

"You go back. I'll catch up on some sleep and then go to see Master Fulong..."

Jing Shuhu also yawned. He felt a little tired.

"I'll take my leave."

Li Yuan got up and went out, digesting slowly on the way.

"Divine pattern..."

Li Yuan was muttering in his heart, and suddenly, he turned back as if he had realized something.

I saw clouds spreading layer by layer at the mountain gate archway, and the shadow of a white tiger ascended to the sky like a hurricane, making a tiger roar that resounded through the city, causing a boiling atmosphere around.

"Another master is coming?"

Li Yuan walked to the edge of the cliff and looked far away. He saw the howling wind and the fierce tiger roar. Many people were startled and went to the mountain gate.

"Which Taoist sect is coming?"

Li Yuan was curious and went over.

In the more than a year before and after the primary election, countless sects came to Hengshan City, but only a few of them could cause changes in the mountain gate archway.

After Pei Jiu, there were only two times. One was ten days ago, when the first of the Samadhi Cave True Transmission, Yan Jiugong, and the other was the last martial arts champion Zhongli Luanle.

This was the fourth time.

Li Yuan had a good eye. Without getting too close, he had already seen a group of monks outside the archway.

This group of monks wore neat and uniform monk robes.

"Is this the Xinyi Sect?"

Li Yuan's eyes condensed.

The Xinyi Sect was not one of the five major Taoist sects, but it was not much inferior in terms of power, and was faintly known as the sixth Taoist sect.

With a change of mind, Li Yuan had seen the person who caused the white tiger to appear.

He was a tall and burly monk, with broad shoulders and a big waist, but he was not strong, but round and plump. At first glance, he looked a bit round.

The loose golden monk robe was bulging because of him.

"Good, good!"

Li Yuan heard a full-throated voice, and then a flash of sword light fell to the ground, and Nie Xianshan landed in front of the mountain gate, and glanced at Li Yuan before landing.

'Yes, I was conscripted. '

Li Yuan shrugged and stepped forward to greet him.

He was quite interested in the Xinyi Sect, mainly because it was the only sect that worshipped gods, and it was extremely popular. The Leiyin State where it was located was known as the Pure Land of Buddhism.

However, the Xinyi Sect did not worship the gods on the Dayun God List, but the "Buddha Lord" who had no reality in its doctrine.

The magic skill of its sect was called "Buddha I am the only one", which was also one of the top magic skills in the world.

"Da Ding Zen Master!"

When Li Yuan hurriedly followed, Nie Xianshan's voice came.

The old Taoist bowed from a distance: "I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar, I hope the Zen Master will forgive me."

Da Ding Zen Master!

Another great master on the list of gods, Li Yuan followed and saluted. He glanced at the great Zen master, who looked plump and young, with a skin as white as a gemstone, and could faintly see the blood vessels and meridians under the skin.

‘Really white. ’

Li Yuan muttered in his heart.

“It is the old monk who disturbed me.”

The great Zen master smiled and saluted Nie Xianshan.

His eyes were small and his earlobes were big. From a distance, he looked a bit like the big Buddha worshipped in the temple. Li Yuan smelled a lot of incense on him.

But when he sensed it, it felt very hazy, as if there was a layer of fog between them.

“He has a lot of incense on him, and he is carrying a top-grade divine weapon…”

Because of the divine realm, Li Yuan did not see the light of the weapon, but he could faintly sense something.

"This is Li Xiaoyou, right?"

Master Dading looked over, and Li Yuan felt his heart sink. The old monk's gaze seemed to be really important. He bowed hurriedly:

"Li Yuan, meet Master Dading."

"Li Yuan? "Longhu Temple has successors, and Long Daoist Master has successors!"

Master Dading looked at him for several times, but was blocked by Nie Xianshan. He then retracted his gaze and introduced the two:

"This is my disciple, Liaokong."

"I am Liaokong, meeting Master Nie."

The big monk under the archway bowed to greet him.

"Good physique, good martial arts."

Nie Xianshan praised him sincerely.

Li Yuan looked at him for several times. The fat monk looked like he was full of fat, but he was actually very strong. His appearance made him look more like he had practiced a strange martial art.

"Master Nie, you are too kind."

Master Dading smiled slightly and asked about Master Long.

"To be honest with you, Master, the Taoist master and Junior Brother Long are refining elixirs in the back mountain and cannot get away for the time being. If not, we would definitely come to greet you." Nie Xianshan apologized. "No, no." Master Dading smiled and said, "This time, I am here just to accompany the younger generation to visit the city. How dare I trouble you to greet me?" "What kind of person is the Master..." The two old guys greeted each other and talked in front of the mountain gate. Li Yuan didn't want to get involved in such things. He looked at the group of monks of the Xinyi Sect and found that all of them had traces of incense. Especially the fat monk Liaokong. In his eyes, there was a faint golden light on the fat monk, which was the seventh-level incense. "Master, please." After a long time of politeness, Nie Xianshan and Master Dading entered the mountain side by side. Li Yuan fell behind a few steps and suddenly heard a deep voice: "My friend, you have a good affinity with Buddhism!"