"I made it Xianshu, how can you receive it so easily?" Di Jing looked at the other party, and it was a little difficult to accept it.
The lunatic Taoist laughed and said, "What you make is immortality, and what I make is also immortality. Let’s not say that your skill is not as good as mine. Even with these two types of immortality, what I do is worse than yours. Finally, it’s more profound."
"There is no end in one style?" Di Jingqi said, "Didn't the senior brother call'Dadao ruthless'? How come it becomes an end in one style in your mouth?"
"The Dao Ruqing is an immortal law. Back then, the ancestor Yun Xiaozi only found the fragmented scroll. There are three types of immortality in it. The name you learned is called'one type without end', which is the first type; what the teacher did just now is called 'Cang Lei is really dead' is the second form."
Di Jing's heart became hot, and he quickly said: "Master, you teach me the second formula. After you see you brought me back, he patted his butt and left, leaving no one to study and practice. No one taught me to correct me, but I suffered a lot. When you accepted me as a disciple, you promised me the mysticism in the sect. But although I practiced it, then you will now Two styles pass me."
"No, no, you are not enough for the first style, how can you rush for quick success and catch up with the second style? What's more, this second style cannot be practiced without real blood." Dao Ren shook his head repeatedly and refused. Very calm.
"The same comes from the Dao ruthless immortal method, why can I practice the first form in the early stage of transforming the pulse state, but the second form must be true blood state?" Di Jing was dissatisfied, thinking that the Daoist is stingy and unwilling to teach it.
Mad Taoist humanity: "Because the second type requires real thunder to enter the body, if the physical body is not strong enough, it will not be able to withstand the power of real thunder."
"Bring the real thunder into the body?!" Di Jing's teeth were shaking, which is too terrifying. Things like Thunder are truly ruthless. No matter what it is, it will turn into fly ash once it is touched, irresistible.
There is thunder punishment on the road of cultivation. It is a punishment that a powerful monk appears when he violates the heavenly way. If he can carry it, he can walk against the sky, but if he can't resist it, he will die and be completely dissipated in the heaven and the earth.
Even those powerful monks dare not touch Thunder easily, how dare the little real-blood monks dare
"Too useless!" Seeing Di Jing with a look of horror, Daoist Evil shook his head, "What I mean by real thunder refers to the thunder descended by nature, and it contains only the very weak power of real thunder. As long as the trace of real thunder can be introduced into the body. It is not the thunder punishment of the great monk when he crosses the catastrophe. The thunder punishment will not occur easily.
"A true blood monk, can he withstand the power of thunder?" Di Jing still felt amazed. Even if it is natural thunder, it is not something that the body can resist.
"When you reach that realm, you will know it naturally." Daoist Dian stroked his messy beard, and put on that cynical look, and grinned, "Actually, it is not very difficult. For my disciple of Dao Ren, It's even easier."
"not necessarily."
Di Jing was originally half-believing, but the weird smile of Dao Ren directly asked him to erase the "half-believing".
Dao Ren didn’t get entangled in this, but changed the subject, saying, “I came back as a teacher this time to test your cultivation, but to give you a few things as a gambling fund for Yuntai Huiwu. ."
"What? Gambling capital?" Di Jingda was surprised. The Yuntai meeting martial arts was where the disciples of various factions competed and discussed the truth. Could there be a gambling hall
"You don't understand? The other way to say it for the teacher is to add a lottery. There are many people who will win a lot of good things in the Yuntai martial arts, so you have to fight for your strength. You can win as much as you can. It’s my own!"
"The other things don't matter, I only want the white bone stick in the Houzhan stream." Di Jing said in a bad manner.
When the Taoist Epilogue heard the bone stick, his brow furrowed and his eyes drooped slightly. Di Jing's heart jumped, thinking that the white bone stick probably had a lot of secrets, and it was probably impossible to get it.
"Yes, you just take it. Anyway, for so many years, I haven't seen the way as a teacher. If you have a relationship with it, you can definitely find out the secret!" After a moment of silence, Dao Ren was very simple. accepted.
Di Jing was so happy that he couldn't wait to take it out now and put it into his magic treasure bag.
"Master, do you really want it?"
"Should I send you off if I want to give you away, is it a person who has turned his back on him as a teacher?"
Di Jing chuckled and said, "That disciple is not welcome. Another thing is that someone asked me to bring a letter to your old man so that you can see him."
"Who?" The Daoist lunatic blows his beard and stares. When others have problems, they come to him personally. Who would dare to call him a Daoist like this
"Under the Deep Cold Abyss, there is a cave of cold ice. As for who it is, I don't know who it is. Anyway, he asked the master of the white bone stick to see him. Is it probably your old friend, Master?"
The strange person under the abyss of cold and profound, when he saw the white bone stick, his mood was quite wrong, and the possibility of being an old friend with the lunatic Daoist was very small.
"Han Xuan Abyss? Bone Big Bang? Old friend? Who would it be? No impression at all!" Daoist Dian pulled his beard, looked up at the sky, trying to recall.
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When Di Jing woke up early the next morning, he found that Taoist Epilogue had disappeared again, leaving only a storage bag with some good things in it, and even a Huoyun Golden Fruit.
"This should be my gambling capital, but even Huoyun Jin Guo is there, which is a bit too much."
According to what he understood, Huoyun Jin Guo only appeared in the Kunxu Mountain, and there were only a dozen of them in a hundred years, and it was quite precious that it had gathered a rich aura of several points. A Huoyun Golden Fruit can directly reach Dzogchen in the early stages of the Transformation Realm, even if it is a true blood realm cultivator, it will have a huge effect after eating it.
However, Daoist Epilogue recommends to use it when breaking through the true blood realm, which will have a greater effect.
How can such a treasure be used as a prize
Collect the Huoyun Golden Fruit and start another day of cultivation. The endless form of the Dao’s ruthless immortal law has already been practiced by him. However, the one-shot does not exhaust his whole body as Yan Mingtian said. For him, it will only consume Half secret.
In this way, two moves can be issued in a short time, but after the two moves, they must be restored.
"I was able to practice this style of non-final immortality better than expected, all thanks to the depiction of the heavenly formation pattern, which made the right arm and the fingers, from the meridians to the bone marrow, were refined, so that the secret power was later used. It will be so smooth and unimpeded. This sky-opening pattern is mysterious and mysterious, and even the depiction requires huge power. After I have reached the real blood level, I don't know if I can completely depict it?"
There are still more than ten days before the Yuntai will martial arts, so he intends to depict the sky-reaching formation pattern again to cut the bones and wash the marrow.
Di Jing called Yun Qiang, looked at it, and immediately lifted his right index finger, surging vigorously, gathering like a sea, one finger fell, and the wind and clouds moved.
Yun Qian did not evade this time, but was next to him, facing the violent air wave, staring at Di Jing's fingers with wide eyes.
Using the finger as a pen, the finger was filled with lead and silver. After the four strokes were difficult to draw, there was a faint intertwined sound of thunder and lightning, and the sound was terrifying. Compared with the previous time, the frightening breath was crushing like the sky and the earth.
"Why is this time different from the last time? Is it because the place where the finger is dropped is different, and the vision displayed is also different?"
Di Jing wondered in his heart that the position he started this time was different from the last time. When he started this time, he felt the pressure doubled. After the four strokes, he already felt unsustainable.
The secret power in the body was also consumed quite quickly, and the four consecutive strokes consumed most of the secret power, and the rest was also surging out.
Di Jing rallied, and two strokes fell again. At this time, he felt like flames burning in his entire right hand, and in his bone marrow, there was thunder and lightning going through frantically.
When he continued to paint, he didn't know whether his right arm would explode, and there was still a secret power in his body that could barely support another stroke.
"Break through the limits of the physical body and refine the real body!"
Di Jing's heart was horizontal, and his fingertips moved along the sand. Halfway through the seventh stroke, the secret power in his body was exhausted and he could no longer paint. The skin of the entire right arm also had several wounds, and the blood flowed on the arm, extremely bright.
The whole arm was trembling, and even half of his body was faintly aching.
"The last time I was able to draw twelve strokes, this time there were only seven. Different positions have different secrets. As for the further lines, it is estimated that one stroke will consume all the energy. It is impossible for the blood to draw the entire sky-reaching formation pattern."
With a sigh, he swallowed some medicinal pills, then crossed his legs to adjust his breath and regain his strength.
Before long, a group of people rushed to the peak of Shenlai, and shouted from a distance: "Little Master, we should set off!"
The people here are Li Feng and other disciples, everyone is refreshed, refreshed, and full of high morale.
"Little Master, what's the matter with you?" Soon, these disciples discovered that Di Jing was a little bit wrong, his expression wilted, lack of energy, and a burst of surplus energy spread all over his body, as if he had experienced a life-and-death battle.
"It's okay. I just practiced excessively just now. In order to break through the limit, I consumed all my strength, and I can fully recover in two or three days. By the way, what are you doing? Where are you going?"
These disciples were dressed up in their entire body, clearly as if they were going to travel far.
"Yuntai will martial arts!"
"Isn't there ten days left?" Di Jing said strangely.
"Yuntai Huiwu is located in Shenxiao City. We are also three or four days away from there, and it is a prosperous place with many weird people and things. Some of the juniors have never seen it before, so we advance Depart in a few days, first go around and see the strangeness."
Di Jing suddenly said: "So, it's just that I have run out of strength now, and I can't move forward. You take a step ahead. When I recover, I will go to Shenxiao City to meet you."
Li Feng pondered for a moment, and said, "Little Master, if you go alone, you will inevitably encounter some troubles along the way. In five days, there will be several seniors and the second peak’s senior uncles. They walked together. Shishu Zhao and Shishu He were among them, and the disciple prophet heard them."
"Alright, you must be careful on the way."
The crowd said goodbye to Di Jing, then turned back and sent the letter, and then took the wind and mist, and set off toward the city of Shenxiao.