Master Lou then gave me some more instructions and asked me if he could let Master Chu and the others meet my master.
In their eyes, my master is an otherworldly sage.
However, I refused them all, saying that my master has not yet come out of seclusion and doesn't want to see anyone.
Also, before hanging up the phone, I asked Master Lou to help find clues about the Sky Demon Clan and Xiao Li. Master Lou had never seen Xiao Li, so I used my phone to send him a photo of Xiao Li that I had secretly taken.
After I hung up the phone, it was about ten o'clock in the morning. I went to the window and opened it, and the fresh air from outside could not stop flowing into the house.
The air also has the smell of grass foam from the grass downstairs, which smells very nice.
I stretched, then sat cross-legged near the window and began to check the spells in my head and related spell experiences.
I have a really big brain. At the beginning, I learned and memorized all the Yin-Yang Soul Crossing Notes, and then the Nine Yin Ghost Techniques.
Later, after my soul entered the red lacquered coffin, the person inside the huge bronze coffin inside the red lacquered coffin taught me a lot of mantras and spells.
A few days ago, I met the ancient ascetics in the sewer again. They taught me magic and cultivation experience.
I myself did not expect that I would encounter so many things along the way and even come into contact with things from ancient times.
If I were just an ordinary person, I'm afraid I really wouldn't be able to touch these. Going to work, going home, living, cooking every day... ... I think it seems that there is really a lack of fun.
I will temporarily call the person in the giant coffin the "mysterious man".
I roughly sorted out the spells and cultivation experiences in my head.
I found that the spells and experiences that the mysterious man taught me were all very basic methods of cultivation. They were not very difficult. As for the spells that the nine elders’ spirits taught me, although I could feel that they were very high-class, it was still a bit difficult for me to practice them for the time being.
Although I have mastered spiritual energy and am already similar to a true ascetic from ancient times, I still have to work hard step by step.
So, I started to learn the basics such as fireball magic, ice magic, and the manipulation of magical tools.
The fireball technique is very similar to the fire spirit technique among the five spirit techniques that I have learned, both of which are about controlling fire.
Therefore, after I mastered the "Fireball Technique" taught to me by the mysterious man, I began to circulate the spiritual energy through several meridians in my body and compress it between my fingers.
At the same time, I kept chanting spells.
Soon, very naturally, a small ball of fire appeared on my middle finger.
As the spiritual energy continued to be injected into the fire, the small fire suddenly became a big fire. It was as big as a washbasin, and the flames jumped high, burning my face.
I quickly stopped stimulating my spiritual energy and switched to ice magic.
The control method of ice magic is very similar to that of fireball magic, both of which require changing the direction of the meridians in the body, allowing the spiritual energy to flow along different meridians and take different routes.
From the memories passed on to me by the mysterious man, I learned that people with pure yang bodies have the five elements in their bodies, so they can perform many methods with different attributes such as fireball magic and ice magic.
The ice magic was activated along specific meridian routes, instantly producing icy air.
The icy air expanded, creating a chilling feeling.
Soon, the ball of fire between my fingers went out.
I looked at my fingers and didn't feel any effects of fire or cold air.
This is magic, the magic of the ascetics in ancient times, it is really amazing.
After I mastered the fireball and ice techniques a few times, I started to try to manipulate them again.
Dharma instrument.
Before, I was able to manipulate the instruments by using the energy of Yin De. Now, using the spiritual energy, I can say that I am quite adept at it.
Soon, a bright white glow appeared on the magic sword floating in front of me.
I pointed my finger to the side, and the magic sword flew to the side with a "swoosh".
I pointed my right hand into a sword shape and slashed it downwards, and the magic sword stabbed straight down, very flexibly.
The mysterious person defines this method of manipulation as "controlling spirits."
Simply put, it is to use spiritual energy to control physical objects.
Soon, I also learned how to control the spirit.
The memories left by the mysterious man also mentioned that if one could truly master the art of controlling spirits, the magic sword could carry a person flying.
Imagine myself standing on a magic sword, flying back and forth in the clouds. That feeling must be so cool!
I was full of confidence and practiced the "controlling spirit" method several times. Although I could suspend it in the air and place a teacup on it, the water in the teacup would still spill out.
As I learned more, I discovered that the ascetics in ancient times had their own hierarchical structure.
If one is able to absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world for his own use, this is called the "foundation-building period".
Once the spiritual energy is sufficient, a spiritual energy vortex or spiritual energy bead will form in the dantian in the lower abdomen. With this change, the second level "Bigu Period" has been reached.
As long as a monk who has reached the fasting stage practices every day, he will not starve to death even if he does not eat. The spiritual energy will become the best food for the monk to nourish the body.
In addition to the foundation-building stage and the fasting stage, there are also the golden elixir stage, the primordial infant stage, the tribulation stage and the Mahayana stage.
It is said that as long as one reaches the Mahayana stage, one will become an immortal, able to break through the barriers of space and travel through heaven and earth.
When I learned this, I was completely shocked.
If that's the case, beads of spiritual energy have already condensed in the dantian in my lower abdomen.
That is to say, I am now equivalent to the fasting monks in the ancient times.
You don’t need to eat during the fasting period. As long as you practice, you will absorb a constant supply of spiritual energy and will not starve to death.
It’s amazing just thinking about it.
If we divide them according to the levels in the mysterious man's memory, then the souls of the nine old men I saw in the sewer before should all be seniors who were in the Tribulation Crossing period when they were alive.
The seniors in the Tribulation Crossing Stage used their own flesh, blood, and spirit to condense into a soul-locking chain. However, the soul-locking chain eventually broke, and the residual soul of the Demon Emperor Mosuluo escaped.
One can imagine how powerful the Demon Emperor Mosala is.
I spent the entire afternoon practicing basic spells and understanding the ancient knowledge in my head.
I have memorized several spells that I think are powerful. When the time comes, I will practice diligently and I will definitely be able to master them.
Sitting there cross-legged, with my mouth and nose opening and closing, I had already completed ten cycles of circulation of the spiritual energy in my body.
With the nourishment of spiritual energy, my body became stronger and stronger, as if I had endless energy.
At around five o'clock in the evening, my master Jiang Jiuzhen woke up.
After he woke up, he looked at me, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Not bad, Tianyi, your master was right about you. You have a promising future and are responsible. You know that you may encounter troubles in the future, so you practice diligently now, which is good."
As he spoke, my master Jiang Jiuzhen wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he slept well.
I glanced at him, feeling unhappy.
But after washing my face, my master Jiang Jiuzhen said to me: "Let's go, pack up, and we will set off to Huangshi City now."
I nodded in agreement and started packing my things.
After I finished packing up, my master Jiang Jiuzhen suddenly handed me something.
The thing was wrapped in a piece of yellow cloth, which was greasy and not very clean.
When I opened the cloth bag, I found a
Big small seal.
I seem to have seen something similar to this little seal somewhere before, but I have no recollection of it now.
"Master, what are you doing?" I asked.
Jiang Jiuzhen laughed and said, "This thing is for you. It is a religious object of our Tianzheng Sect, called the Six Ding and Six Jia Seals. When Wang Jiuyang was driven away by me, he took the Yin Seal with him. The one I gave you is the Yang Seal. The Yin Seal can drive away ghosts, and the Yang Seal can kill ghosts. It is a sacred object of our Tianzheng Sect."
"So, this time, we go to find Wang Jiuyang not only to find the fragments of the divine map, but also to get the Yin Seal in the sect. In this way, you will naturally become the head of our Tianzheng Sect. From now on, the Tianzheng Sect will rely on you to carry forward its prosperity!"
Why do I feel that my master Jiang Jiu really wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and not care about worldly affairs
I chuckled and asked, "Master, are you really going to let me become the head of the Tianzheng Sect?"
Jiang Jiuzhen stroked his beard and smiled, "Of course."
"Then I will take care of you from now on.
Who would have thought that my master would shrink his neck and said with a smile: "By then, I will be the Grand Elder, and you won't be able to control me."
Well, I feel aggrieved, but I can only bear it.
After that, I put away the "Yang Seal" of the Six Ding and Six Jia Seals.
Soon we were out of the apartment.
I have been practicing for a whole day and have absorbed a lot of spiritual energy in my body, so I am not hungry. However, my master did not absorb any spiritual energy and could only temporarily operate his "spirit", so he still needed to eat.
After I arrived at the train station and bought my ticket, there was still a lot of time to go, so I bought some wine and half a roast chicken and gave it to my master Jiang Jiuzhen.
He was leaning on the bench, drinking his wine leisurely. If someone performed the swan dance for him, he would probably float up.
The train was about to arrive in two hours, so I sat next to my master and closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep.
But as soon as I squinted my eyes, I sensed a cold and gloomy air appearing not far from me.
I realized there was a ghost and suddenly opened my eyes.
I glanced behind me and saw a couple bringing a little girl to sit on the seat behind me to the right.
The little girl was wearing children's clothes and looked very cute. Her innocent eyes were sparkling, as if she had just cried, and her eyelashes were wet. There was not much ghost energy on her body, but the rag doll in her arms was full of ghost energy. This meant that there was a ghost inside the rag doll.
The cold and gloomy air was emanating from the ghost's soul.
Because there were so many people in the train station, I didn’t dare to open my “spiritual eyes” for too long.
"Spiritual eyes" is actually a way of saying that as long as a cultivator has cultivated spiritual energy, according to the saying in ancient times, his eyes can be called spiritual eyes. Because the eyes gather spiritual energy, they can see through the appearance of some things.
It was just a moment, my spiritual eyes opened, and then quickly closed again.
But even though it was only a moment, I could see clearly that there was indeed a little ghost hidden inside the little doll, and it looked like an old woman.
Damn, something is wrong. There are so many people coming and going at the train station, and the Yang energy is so strong, how could a little ghost come here? Unless she doesn't want to live anymore.
Perhaps noticing my gaze, the little girl's father nodded slightly at me.
I forced a small smile on my face and gave it back to him.
I am now considered a cultivator or a practitioner of Taoism, but I am still a Taoist who catches ghosts.
When I sensed the ghost just now, I felt very uncomfortable.
Instead, my master Jiang Jiuzhen glanced back, turned to me, and said lightly, "You don't have to react so strongly. The ghost has no ill will towards the little girl. Look at you, you are too nervous. You need to keep a calm mind."
I nodded, feeling that what my master Jiang Jiuzhen said was right.
(to be continued)
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