The Understanding Is Against The Sky, And The Eight-Year-Old Created The Fairy Method, Which Shocked

Daming Daoist Holy Land.

Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, or even longer ago, Zhengdao claimed that Daoling used to make alchemy here. It is said that "the alchemy is made and the dragon and tiger appear".

Among them, the mountain peaks are steep, and the sky is dyed by Danxia.

Tianmen Mountain is the highest.

The status of Longhu Mountain is so respected that it can even be called the state religion of Ming Dynasty. It is much higher than that of Wudang before, and the reason is very simple.

Longhushan has a long heritage, not inferior to Shaolin, and there are land gods in the world!

It is the old master!

In the forbidden area at the back of Tianmen Mountain, a tall and straight old Taoist with long beard and long eyebrows and narrow eyebrows is playing chess with a middle-aged Taoist opposite.

The old Taoist's face is gentle and calm, seeing the middle-aged Taoist opposite him who has been unwilling to settle for a long time, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Lingyu, your heart is close."

The middle-aged Taoist Zhang Lingyu quickly stood up and saluted, with a guilty expression on his face, he said:

"Master has learned from the truth, the disciple is really upset."

The old master smiled and threw the chess aside.

"Then follow me."

The two stood side by side, walking between the mountains and forests, occasionally squirrels and white rabbits stepped over, but they were not afraid of the two of them at all, instead they stopped to watch, and they were extremely miraculous.

Seeing his disciple frowning, the old heavenly master just said indifferently:

"Why?"

"My disciple is ashamed. Recently, the news of Wudang has spread all over Daming. After hearing all kinds of rumors, this disciple feels worried. y

"That Wudang Little True Immortal already has such supernatural powers at the age of nine, if you give him a few more years, wouldn't there be no one in the world?"

The middle-aged Taoist expressed his inner thoughts.

God can't help but laugh.

Curiosity flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, when he heard that there was such an unrivaled monster in Wudang, he was also surprised.

The celestial tomb, the suppression of the Buddha's recitation, everything is really astonishing, and even makes him have the urge to make friends with God, but he is an old senior after all, and it is impossible to rush to visit a junior.

"That Little True Immortal of Wudang is indeed extremely talented, let alone that he has not yet reached the realm of a land immortal, even if he has really achieved it, he will be invincible in the world ["What's wrong with me, Dragon and Tiger Mountain?"

The old celestial master turned his face straight, and began to teach earnestly.

"Lingyu, you need to keep in mind that I, Longhushan, amend one way, what is righteousness, righteousness is used to cure evil, and one is used to rule all!"

"This time Wudang took such a huge risk to summon the heroes of the world to destroy the dragon sword, just to calm the turmoil in the Ming Dynasty. This shows that Wudang has benevolence and righteousness. If that little true fairy is really invincible one day, it will be a good thing for the world. ?”

"So, why worry?"

Zhang Lingyu looked even more ashamed.

"What the master teaches is that the disciple is narrow-minded."

"However, there is a small 137 real immortal in Wudang. If another real Zhang is also successful in retreat, then the two land gods in Wudang will suppress the background, and the power will be the same. The disciples are worried about the Emperor Ming..."

The old master waved his hands slowly and said:

"Don't underestimate the current Emperor Ming, who swallows the world with arrogance and has astonishing ambitions. If I hadn't guessed, I'm afraid the imperial decree to designate Wudang as a Taoist holy place is almost here.

"Lingyu, it is also the joy of my Taoist sect that Wudang has become a holy place of Taoism. You go and prepare a generous gift and go there yourself.

"In addition, restrain the disciples of Longhu Mountain, and not be arrogant when meeting Wudang disciples in the future."

There was a faint golden light in his eyes.

Looking at the back of the disciple leaving, his eyes turned to the sky.

"Yushu Tianlei, but I don't know, how is it compared to my Yang Wulei and Palm Heart Thunder?"

While muttering to himself, he smiled again.

Looking forward to the day when that little true immortal will truly be promoted to a land immortal.

Outside of Ming Dynasty.

Great Qin.

imperial palace.

Ninety-nine feet ascend to Tiange.

A domineering figure dressed in a black dragon robe stood on the top with his hands behind his back, overlooking the imperial city, as if he had a panoramic view of the whole world.

The first emperor won the government, swallowed up the mountains and rivers, and had the ambition to dominate the world.

Behind him is a thin figure in black kneeling, with spider marks faintly visible on the back.

It is the highest leader of Luowang, CRRC Commander Zhao Gao!

What is a trap.

The heaven and earth net, the heaven and earth weave a net, means to control the affairs of the world, to penetrate into every corner, to provide all-round information sources for the Qin Dynasty, and to take into account the role of assassinating the enemy's leader.

"Your Majesty, there is a letter from Daming, and there is a piece of news that interests you."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, turned to look at Zhao Gao, his brows were domineering, his eyes contained everything in the galaxy, he said slowly:

"explain"

Zhao Gao respectfully handed over a piece of gold-edged letter paper, and said at the same time:

"The rivers and lakes of the Ming Dynasty have been turbulent recently. A little real fairy appeared on Wudang. The sky thunder suppressed the Buddha. It is suspected that he already has the combat power of a land fairy!"

The First Emperor was unmoved, Zhao Gao continued to say cautiously:

"The spies reported that the little true fairy had catalyzed a forty-nine-foot-old tree with great skill that day, and turned it into a tomb of heaven and man. The vitality in it was shocking. The owner of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue, asked why.

"The little true fairy replied, the cultivation of immortality is to pursue longevity and seek immortality!

The voice fell.

The first emperor finally changed color.

There seemed to be a divine light blooming between his eyes, causing Zhao Gao to bury his head in the ground immediately, with a deep awe in his heart, the first emperor was unfathomable, no one knew what state he was in now, he wanted to swallow the world, Waiting for an opportunity.

"Pursue longevity, seek immortality, and call it the immortal way..."

"This Little True Immortal of Wudang is quite imposing, and he can catch my eye."

Zhao Gao's heart was full of turmoil. He didn't expect that Emperor Shihuang would give such a high evaluation, even if the opponent had the combat power of a land god.

Huge Kyushu.

The terrestrial gods have survived for five hundred years, and the number will not be too small.

The first emperor sits on the Great Qin, faintly the number one in Kyushu, and his generals are strong enough to suppress the Earth Immortals!

"Zhao Gao, do you think it is possible to live forever?"

With his hands behind his back, Ying Zheng looked up at the sky, and there was hope in his words.

Zhao Gao faintly understood.

Perhaps it was because that little true fairy also had the obsession with longevity that Shi Huang took a high look at him. Shi Huang also had the obsession with longevity, otherwise he would not have sent Xu Fu out to sea to find immortals.

But can there really be immortals in the world?

Zhao Gao himself did not believe it.

All kinds of things in the world have almost been concluded.

Since ancient times in Kyushu, there have been various myths and legends, immortals, gods, Buddhas and ghosts, but almost everyone believes that those so-called immortals and the like are just the peak powerhouses of martial arts and have all kinds of magical means.

Otherwise, if it is possible to live forever, why has no one survived until now?

Not even a trace was left.

Zhao Gao weighed his words and said:

"Your Majesty is loved by heaven and earth, and perhaps one day he will be given a chance."

Shi Huang said nothing.

For him who stands on the top of Kyushu, he doesn't know that longevity is a kind of ethereal thing, but he is not reconciled.

The first emperor stepped down the Dengtian Pavilion slowly, and his voice stayed in Zhao Gao's ear.

"Let Daming's snare killer observe Wudang."

Shihuang didn't want to let go of a glimmer of hope.

Zhao Gao's heart trembled, he kowtowed and knelt down, unable to get up for a long time.

prairie.

It is extremely wide, connecting several great dynasties, during which there are goshawks flying, wolves running, and there are extremely wild Mongolian people.

In the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the country was established on the back of a horse. Everyone shot people from the pony, and the martial arts were fierce, and the strong came out in large numbers.

Temujin, the Mongolian great Han, was an emperor who had been difficult to emerge for hundreds of years, and was honored as Genghis Khan.

With a strong national power, it is natural that the dynasties occupying all parts of the Central Plains are eyeing, and they have always been ready to move.

Mongolian capital.

Song carving Alan.

A fast horse flew into the majestic Tantric temple of Baoxiang, and a burst of Buddha horns sounded immediately, and the whole temple was immersed in an atmosphere of grief.

A very tall and thin young monk with a figure like a bamboo pole and a slightly sunken forehead was crying and wailing.

"My teacher, passed away!"

Facing Daming's direction, he kept kneeling and bowing, with pain in his eyes.

Back then, he was an abandoned baby who was about to die in the mouth of a wolf, but he was rescued by an old Tantric monk who not only taught him carefully, but also taught him supreme martial arts.

Seeing the grief of the young monks, an old Tantric monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, closed his eyes and said:

"Jinlun, let go of your grief. It was his own choice for Darzhi to go to Wudang. He deserved his death. I hope he will re-enter Tantric Buddhism in his next life and become my living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism."

Living Buddha.

It is the Land of Immortals in Tantric Buddhism, the same as the Buddha in Shaolin Temple.

"Although he didn't win the Dragon Slaying Saber, he also found out the reality of Wudang. The background of the Ming Dynasty is really extraordinary. Presumably, His Majesty Genghis Khan will naturally have a decision in his heart.

"Darzhi ascended to bliss, and he will be remembered.

One after another, the old monks whispered.

The young monk Jinlun fell into pain and couldn't extricate himself.

"Golden Wheel, wake up!!"

When an old monk found something was wrong, he yelled the Buddha's voice like a blow to the head. This is the true teaching of Tantric Buddhism, which can make people think and get out of confusion.

But at the moment.

But it is useless.

The young monk kept muttering to himself, talking about my teacher's passing away, my teacher's fate should not be terminated, and so on. There seemed to be roaring dragons and elephants around him. It was originally a golden tantric magic skill, but now it revealed a trace of ghosts and ghosts. image!

All the old monks around changed their expressions (chbd) and shouted in unison:

"Golden Wheel, wake up!!"

The golden wheel sank, unwilling to wake up.

The face of the young monk gradually distorted, showing a ferocious look, as if he was about to fall into the devil's way.

A soft sigh sounded suddenly.

At some point, an old monk with loose skin and cloudy eyes appeared beside Jin Lun, his old hand brushed over the top of Jin Lun's head, and Jin Lun's expression gradually eased.

"Idiot, idiot, why don't you wake up?"

The words were filled with the sound of tantric Zen singing, and the surrounding tantric monks saluted in unison:

"Great Dharma King!"

The old monk waved his hand, and saw that Jinlun's sanity had recovered, and only tears flowed down.

"Fool, why is this so? Darzhi has a death wish to go to Wudang. You are very talented. You are very suitable for the dragon and elephant prajna. You have the hope of becoming a Living Buddha in the flesh. Let go of your obsessions and follow me to practice asceticism. This is the best thing for your master." repay.

Jin Lun bowed respectfully, but kept shaking his head:

"My master passed away on Wudang, Jinlun has an obsession in his heart, and the obsession will not go away. I will not be able to reach the realm of a living Buddha in this life. Please also ask the Great Dharma King to help me!"

He knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, with a persistent expression.

All the Tantric monks around were moved.

Dafa Wang shook his head and said nothing, finally sighed:

"That's all, time is fate, maybe my tantra has nothing to do with the Living Buddha, Jinlun, you come with me.

A firm look flashed in Jinlun's eyes.

Wudang, he will be there sooner or later!

At least, he had to welcome back the remains of his master.

Tomb of Heaven and Man, to Wudang, it is a heritage, but to him, it is a disgrace.

as time flows.

Clouds move everywhere in the rivers and lakes.

In the rivers and lakes of the Ming Dynasty, there are discussions about what happened in Wudang everywhere, and every force is shaken, and the name of Ning Changge, the little true fairy, is completely famous in the world!

At the beginning, all those who came to Wudang were treated as honored guests, and many people beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting that they did not go

Missed such a shocking scene in vain.

Listening to people tell me how can I be as shocked as seeing it with my own eyes.

Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa, began to retreat after returning to the village. Wudang was greatly stimulated, and Ning Changge's sword control skills and Erling sword energy also inspired him

Yaoyue, the owner of Yihua Palace, often stands on the back mountain, dazed in a daze.

she was thinking.

What is the immortality mentioned by Ning Changge?

Before you know it, it often passes overnight.

Although she couldn't understand it, she always felt that the immortality that Ning Changge said was not the same as what everyone understood.

She looked in the direction of Wudang, lost in confusion.

Besides Daming, the reputation of Ning Changge has also gradually become louder. Many people know that Wudang has a little real fairy besides Zhang Zhenren.

It's just not as prestigious as in Daming territory.

And above Wudang.

Tianzhu Peak.

Ning Changge sits quietly cross-legged on the Buddhist scripture pavilion, flipping through the Taoist scriptures in his hand, smiling from time to time. The wind and rain in the world has nothing to do with him. Improve yourself to step on longevity.

During this period of time, Song Yuanqiao and others handled the forces of Yuanyue Mountain Villa and Shaolin properly, and obtained another batch of Taoist Tibetans, which made Ning Changge very happy and able to continue to strengthen his own foundation.

In addition, there are many spiritual objects.

Among them, there are many spiritual objects useful to Ning Changge, all lying quietly in the Nayuan Ring.

Jin Ling offered the spirit tea and bowed respectfully.

The psychic golden monkey, who had been brilliant the day before yesterday, couldn't help but become calmer instead of impetuous. After witnessing Ning Changge's various methods, his desire to seek the Tao became more determined.

Playing with Wudang disciples is much less.

become more assiduous.

Ning Changge saw it in his eyes and nodded in relief.

It is difficult to seek the Tao, and it takes constant hard work to achieve something, otherwise, no matter how strong the spiritual resources are, it will be in vain.

If he hadn't been able to endure loneliness, his heaven-defying understanding would also be useless.

Taking a sip of the spirit tea slowly, Ning Changge's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Thanks to the time restriction and the help of the spiritual liquid of the Mountain and River Gathering Cauldron, this batch of spiritual tea has matured, and the quality is even higher after picking.

Drinking it in one sip at this time, not only did he feel a little stronger spiritual consciousness and pure spirit, but also felt at ease, and vaguely entered the realm of enlightenment, which made him even more delighted.

This is thanks to the technique of cultivating spiritual tea created by Ning Changge.

Such a batch of optimization may become a wonderful spirit in the future.

"One day, it may be transformed into enlightenment tea!

Ning Changge couldn't help laughing as he looked at the tender leaves of Lingcha, which were green and dripping like emeralds.

Enlightenment tea is still beneficial to oneself, let alone to other people.

Expectation grew in his heart.

But this is not something that can be done in a short while.

At this time, the state adjustment is completed, and with the help of the effect of the spirit tea to reach the peak state, Ning Changge can finally start to do an important thing.

Refining the Spirit Sword!

That day when Chunyang Zhenhuo refined the dragon-slaying knife, he collected all the gold and wood spiritual liquid, which was intended to be used to refine the two spirit swords.

It should have started refining long ago.

It's just that Ning Changge's mind is not in the best state when he makes a move this time, and he still needs some spiritual assistance. When Song Yuanqiao sends the collections from Shaolin and other forces, everything will be ready.

At this point, you can finally start refining the sword.

With a pinch of the method, the pure yang true fire is suspended in the air, and the blue color is even more intense.

Burning two golden bodies one after another, Ning Changge also had a little more understanding of the pure Yang fire, and its power was even greater.

The gold-wood ore liquid in the body of Tulongdao is suspended in it, slightly calcined by the pure yang real fire, and the impurities are gone, and it turns into two strands, which are clearly separated.

Ning Changge waved again.

Pieces of spiritual mines flew out of the Nayuan ring, some were collected in the past, and some were acquired recently.

Under the refinement of the pure yang fire, it turned into spiritual liquid, which was also divided into two parts according to the genus, and merged into the golden wood mineral liquid.

Sunset and moonrise.

Ning Changge is shining brightly. Thanks to the daily practice of the astronomical forging spirit, he has abundant spiritual knowledge and strong spirit. Even if he refines two swords at the same time, he doesn't feel any pressure.

"Coagulation!"

He pinched the magic formula one after another, breaking into it one after another.

The golden spiritual liquid condenses into a golden spiritual sword, and the blue spiritual liquid condenses into a blue spiritual sword, which has already begun to take shape.

Ning Changge's eyes were slightly closed, the corners of his mouth were curled up, and his heart was filled with joy.

This is the most difficult step to complete, and the next step is to continuously enter the corresponding restrictions, so that the two spirit swords can be completely transformed and possess supernatural powers.

time flies.

Before you know it, the moon is already high.

Ning Changge suddenly opened his eyes, he could see the aura, and then entered the last restriction.

"become!"

in an instant.

Two beams of light, golden and green, soared into the sky, shining brightly on Wudang!