The mysterious energy of Maoshan is powerful, and the Three Pure Ones sit in the temple.
The rain of flying thunder and swords destroys evil spirits, and the two sleeves balance yin and yang.
Uncle Jiu took out a stick of sandalwood from the side, pinched it with two fingers, and the sandalwood lit up.
Russell's eyes lit up. Why had he never seen Uncle Jiu have such a skill before? If the old smoker in his previous life saw this, he would cry with envy.
This is not about the lighter, it's mainly about looking cool. Just pinch it with your fingers and the cigarette is lit, which makes you look particularly proud.
"There are countless people practicing Taoism in the world, like a stream of carp crossing a river. Most of them are independent practitioners or miscellaneous practitioners. Only a few Taoist sects have survived for thousands of years and are flourishing."
Uncle Jiu placed his right hand flat on his chest with a look of pride. He grew up in Maoshan and learned Maoshan Taoism. He had long regarded Maoshan as the most important part of his life.
When talking about Maoshan, Uncle Jiu talked incessantly, describing the origin and experience of Maoshan in great detail. As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower.
I saw his little apprentice Russell sitting cross-legged on the bed with his little head nodding up and down.
He actually fell asleep!
Uncle Jiu was a little amused and helpless. When he was teaching Wencai and Qiu Sheng, although these two disciples were dull in talent, they listened very carefully.
This little guy!
He didn't say anything more, turned around and took out a yellowed ancient book from the secret compartment behind the portrait.
"To cultivate the Tao, you need to cultivate your Qi. You are weak now, so you need to practice Baguazhang diligently. You can't lose any of them."
"The way of cultivation for our Maoshan lineage is the Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing. You must study hard and don't be like your two brothers who slack off all day long."
"After so many years of training, Qiu Sheng has only learned a little bit, and Wen Cai has not learned even a little bit. You have to fight for your master!"
As if he was thinking of his two useless apprentices, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he later accepted another little apprentice.
Otherwise, this lineage would be lost. Uncle Jiu originally placed his hopes on Qiu Sheng.
Now that he has the extremely talented Russell, Uncle Nine has shifted all his focus.
Wencai, it doesn’t matter if Qiu Sheng doesn’t like Taoism. I will ensure their safety and wealth throughout their lives.
In the next life, find a good family for them to reincarnate into.
Russell nodded with a serious expression. He did not look sleepy at all as he had just done. He was obviously pretending.
"Master, I will definitely carry forward the Maoshan Taoism, fight on Maoshan, become the new generation of Maoshan Heavenly Master, and marry many, many disciples and wives."
Russell snorted, "When the time comes, I will place your tablet under the ancestor, and you will enjoy the incense of Maoshan. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, I will suppress him in the toilet for 100 years and make him stink to death!"
"What nonsense!"
Uncle Jiu couldn't help laughing when he saw Russell, who was ignorant and talking nonsense. He touched Russell's little head with his hand. It was not easy to do these things.
Although Russell has good talent and is a good candidate for Taoism, his talent is not the best in such a huge temple like Maoshan.
It is simply impossible to attack Maoshan and become the Maoshan Heavenly Master.
Although Uncle Jiu has been practicing Taoism for decades, he is only a geomancer. However, he is also a well-known Taoist priest in the area.
The Heavenly Master, even in Maoshan, has not appeared for nearly hundreds of years.
In the end, it’s just one sentence: practicing Taoism is difficult!
Russell took the secret book from Uncle Jiu and got a hint in his mind.
"Do you want to learn the Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing?"
"study."
A message appeared in Russell's mind, and all kinds of mysterious formulas seemed so mysterious.
Name: Russell.
Age: Eight years old.
Realm: Second level of human teacher (4/100)
Mana: 20/20
Taoist magic: Paper Figure Technique (Level 3 1/100), Shangqing Dao Zhenjing (Not yet introduced 0/1)
Points: 208
Possible deductive directions: Paper man clone technique 100 points, Paper man soul control technique 100 points, Paper man healing technique 100 points.
"Russell, you are very talented. Without anyone teaching you, you have already mastered the art of paper figurines to the level of using objects to give them shapes. This is really hard for me to imagine."
Uncle Jiu sighed, thinking back to when he had fought against demons and killed the evildoer who used the paper figurine technique to do whatever he wanted. It had taken a lot of effort.
However, that evil Taoist was already very old, and he had practiced for who knows how many years before he reached the realm of giving form to objects.
Uncle Jiu thought carefully about how long Russell took and it seemed like it took less than three days.
A sense of absurdity spread in Uncle Jiu's heart. He looked at Russell who was carefully reading the "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing". Maybe this little guy could really reach the level of Heavenly Master
Uncle Jiu shook his head and threw away this absurd idea. "Now that you have the magic power I often nurture in your body, it will be easy for you to enter the true scriptures."
"But you must remember one thing. The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will fall behind."
"You must not learn from your senior brother Wencai, Qiu Sheng. He has been lingering at the level of a human teacher for so many years. What a shame!"
"well!"
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh. For ordinary people, those with intelligence can reach the level of a teacher in a few days, while those with average talent can reach the level in half a month.
To become a human master from the first to the ninth level, one needs to cultivate the spirit and soul and gather magical power. It only takes four years for a person with extraordinary talent, but fifteen years for a person with ordinary talent.
Uncle Jiu took three years, and fellow apprentice Simu took five years.
From a human master to an earth master, it is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. It is difficult for ordinary practitioners to enter in their lifetime. It took Uncle Jiu more than ten years, and his eyes are stuck on the threshold. I don’t know how many more years it will take.
Russell sat cross-legged, and with the help of sandalwood, he quickly entered a state of meditation and calmed his mind. He was already familiar with this process, and he controlled the magic power in his body and began to put it into action.
All these magical powers belong to Uncle Jiu. His body is too weak. If it weren’t for Uncle Jiu, he would have collapsed long ago, and the grass on his grave might have been very tall.
Russell followed the exercises, slowly mobilizing the magic power in his body and circulated it over and over again, gradually making it his own.
Uncle Jiu stared at Russell intently, and only when he saw that everything was back to normal did he slowly let out a long sigh of relief.
He moved a chair from the side and sat in front of Russell, looking at the burning sandalwood from time to time.
Time passed quickly, Russell was still circulating the magic power in his body, and Uncle Jiu had no idea how many times he had changed the sandalwood.
He looked at Russell with anticipation in his eyes. With the help of his master, it took him more than a hundred days to become a third-level human master. He wondered how long it would take Russell
It will probably take ten days to refine his magic power, by which time he will be a first-level master. Russell has good talent and should be no less talented than him.
Uncle Jiu thought that it might take Russell 30 days to go from the first level to the second level, and 50 days to go from the second level to the third level.
At most, it's only 80 days, which is much better than what Uncle Jiu had back then.
Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction. Wencai and Qiu Sheng have been practicing Taoism for several years, and so far they have learned from one person the first level and another the second level.
At this moment, Russell's body shook and he fell directly on the bed. Uncle Jiu was shocked. When he saw his even breathing, he shook his head helplessly.
Xiu Daoxiu fell asleep.
"I was too hasty. After all, I was still young."
Uncle Jiu covered Russell with the quilt and quietly left the room.
“Squeak!”
The door slowly closed, and Russell, who had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
It's time to cheat.