As he approached the town, the first thing Song Yin saw was the irregular city wall. The city gate under the wall was wide open, and he could see many people coming in and out. Those people were dressed in various clothes, some were driving carriages, some were sitting in sedan chairs, and some were walking with luggage on their backs.
mortal!
All mortals!
Unlike the miserable mortals Song Yin had met, the people here seemed to live very well and in order.
His eyes shone with divine light, and he carefully looked at these mortals. He couldn't help but smile with relief, then the divine light in his eyes disappeared again, and he turned back to Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng and said:
"Look at these mortals, they are all 'perfect people', which means there is still order in this world. I am very pleased!"
"Yes, yes." The two smiled unnaturally.
"Okay, let's go into the city." Song Yin said with a smile.
But soon, he realized something, glanced at his own clothes, then looked at the ordinary attire of those mortals, stretched out his hand, and wiped his body from top to bottom.
In an instant, a ray of light emanated from his body, which spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. When the light passed, the white jade dragon bone crown on his head turned into an ordinary hair crown, the dark yellow cloak with dragon patterns turned into an ordinary cape, and the Taoist robe underneath his body turned into the most ordinary tight-fitting clothes.
"How about this?" Song Yin smiled at them.
Zhang Feixuan immediately bowed and smiled flatteringly, "Excellent. The workmanship is not exquisite, but it is suitable for ordinary people to wear and will not be looked at differently by ordinary people. After all, it is in the city and it is not good to be too eye-catching. Senior brother, you are thoughtful and I admire you. Your skill of using objects to shape objects is becoming more and more profound."
Song Yin shook his head and said with a smile: "What do you mean by using objects to represent objects? It's just a simple trick. Can't you see that?"
"A trick?"
Zhang Feixuan opened his eyes wide, looked at Song Yin's clothes carefully, and laughed again: "Brother, don't lie to me, this is not a trick, this is the art of using objects to shape objects, I didn't expect that brother would also joke."
As a fellow Qi Refiner, no matter how weak he is, he has reached a certain level. Even with the most advanced sleight of hand, he can still detect something strange.
It is definitely not as my senior brother said, it is not imperceptible.
But Song Yin's clothes lack the psychedelic feeling of an illusion, it is real!
However, Song Yin frowned and looked at him deeply, causing Zhang Feixuan's smile to disappear instantly.
Then, Song Yin turned his gaze to Wang Qizheng again, "What about you? What did you see?"
Wang Qi was so frightened that he took a step back and swallowed his saliva, "Master, Senior Brother, what do you want to see?"
"My clothes."
"It, it, it is clothes." Wang Qi answered blankly.
Song Yin's face suddenly darkened, and he stared at the two of them closely, his eyes gradually becoming serious, "I'll ask you one last time, what is this?!"
Zhang Feixuan's face was stiff, and he pulled the corners of his mouth. Under Song Yin's gaze, he stammered, "Yes, yes."
God knows what this is!
This is your clothes!
That’s right!
If that thing you are wearing is not clothes, could it be human skin
But under Song Yin's gaze, he couldn't utter a word. Finally, he quickly bowed down, clasped his hands forward, and dared not move.
Wang Qizhen even bent his waist and stretched out his legs, trying to lower his huge body so as not to be taller than Song Yin.
Song Yin frowned deeply, looked down at the two men's heads, and said in a deep voice: "The sleight of hand, like the 'mind-enchanting technique', is a small magic that can be used in the 'keeping to one's simplicity' stage, right, two junior brothers?"
"Yes." They both answered in unison.
Song Yin said, "Shouzhuo, first level, a small spell that can be used by absorbing the energy within oneself to generate magic power. That's all. When I was giving a lecture in the sect, you were there too, right?"
"Yes" their voices became weaker and weaker.
"I didn't mention it last time when we encountered that ghost. My trick of transforming into a human figure was very advanced. I don't blame you for not being able to see it. But this time, I only used it to the extent of 'making the fake look real'. You two didn't see it either?"
Song Yin's voice gradually became heavier: "Or do you think that what I say is not as good as yours? Do you disdain to let me teach you?!"
“I don’t dare!”
Zhang Feixuan broke out in a cold sweat and said quickly, "I remember everything that Senior Brother taught me, and I won't slack off for a day!"
"Me too!" Wang Qizhen lowered his body even lower and began to tremble a little.
"Don't dare to slack off?"
Song Yin snorted coldly, "Didn't I say before that the essence of sleight of hand is to deceive the vision? No matter what it is, whether it is a human or an animal, or a ghost or a spirit, it doesn't matter. If you want to deceive, you must deceive to the end. If you practice it to a high level, you can deceive the world!"
"According to my calculations, based on the qualifications of my fellow apprentices on the mountain, as long as we practice the illusion carefully, and once we have progressed from the first stage of 'keeping to simplicity' to the second stage of 'solidifying the essence', our illusion will be able to reach the level of being indistinguishable from the real thing. Second stage! That's the second stage!"
He said angrily: "What stage are you at? Fifth stage! Using intelligence! Creating your own spells out of nothing! But you can't even figure out a spell that can be learned at the Solidification stage! How can you fulfill your master's great wish and do the right thing when you are so poorly trained?"
"If this isn't slacking off, then what is it?!"
Song Yin's voice was not actually very loud, but to the two men it sounded like the sound of a huge bell, shaking their bodies and trembling their hearts.
Plop!
Somehow, Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng's legs went limp, and they fell to their knees, clasping their hands forward and saying in unison:
"Brother, I waited in vain!"
It’s unfair!
It’s so unfair!
Not to mention that Song Yin's teachings would give people some insights, even if they didn't give people any insights, he wouldn't dare not listen.
If I fail to answer the questions during a test or have to do more practice, I will be doomed.
He remembered Song Yin had mentioned this method, but who knew it would really work.
Regardless of the ordinary nutrients on the mountain, Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen are fifth-level cultivators, approaching the sixth-level "Tongyou" stage. Even if they hear that kind of magic, who would care
Moreover, Song Yin was different from ordinary people, and sometimes what he talked about was similar to the technique of using objects to shape objects. That was a small magic that anyone could learn if they were simple and honest. It was something that could identify pharmacology and convert medicinal properties. But in his hands, he could turn a mountain into a furnace for refining alchemy.
They are completely different things, so naturally no one would practice it.
But none of them dared to say this.
"Why"
Seeing the two of them bowing their heads and not daring to speak, Song Yin suddenly sighed: "Get up."
The two of them stood up obediently, huddled their bodies and lowered their heads like little rabbits.
Song Yin shook his head. "It's my fault too. I thought that although the master didn't have time to teach you, you were able to reach the stage of using wisdom with your own abilities. You must have talent and hard work. I assumed that you at least learned something and didn't fulfill my responsibility of supervision."
He looked at the two of them and said earnestly, "You also know that our Jinxian Sect is a small sect, and our junior brothers are all useless. The Xumi Meridian is dealing with an evil sect, not to mention the Pijia Sect. You two were fooled when dealing with a Qi Refiner in the initial stage of the Duoshen Sect."
"But I know that Master was just starting out at the Golden Immortal Sect, and there are no rules or regulations for everything. I've only been here for a short time, so I couldn't bear to criticize you at the time. But this is no reason for you to slack off."
As a man with the potential to become a great immortal, Song Yin knew from the very beginning that his aptitude was the best in the world. He had cultivated the innate realm that his master had failed to achieve, and he had also cultivated the legendary flawless true body. Once the martial arts manuals came into his hands, he immediately read them thoroughly.
He has the potential to be a great immortal, so naturally he can practice everything to perfection. However, it is impossible to accomplish anything by practicing alone. Only a group of people practicing can accomplish the ambition of saving the world.
Therefore, as a senior brother who is responsible for passing on the Dharma, he needs to understand every basis and every stage clearly. He needs to know clearly the qualifications of his junior brothers, what qualifications they should use as a benchmark, what spells they are suitable for practicing, and what the effects of each spell are.
"You are the second and third disciples of the sect, and you will play a leading role in the sect. If you can't even compare with your junior brothers in basic magic, you will lose face."
Zhang Feixuan raised his head and said carefully: "Brother, we know we were wrong. We will practice hard in the future and not let you down."
"Senior brother, me too." Wang Qizhen seemed more obedient.
I don’t know how a rough man who is more than two meters tall can have such a well-behaved posture and tone.
“Things are not said, but done.”
Song Yin glanced at the two of them and nodded, "You want to practice diligently, right? Well, from today on, in addition to the basic morning lessons, you will practice the eye-smoothing technique a thousand times in the morning class, and the mind-bewitching technique a thousand times in the evening class. Practice the eye-smoothing technique to the point where it is indistinguishable from the real thing, and practice the mind-bewitching technique to the point where the influence can last for more than a month."
"You two are at the fifth level. You have the realm and talent. The progress I mentioned can definitely be completed before returning to the mountain. But as a punishment for your slackness, you still have one more thing to do."
"Before returning to the mountain, if you can't combine these two, create a spell of your own."
His eyes turned cold, making the two of them feel cold all over.
"Then don't blame me for turning my back on you, Senior Brother!"
Sorry, it's a little late. I haven't slept all night. I type slowly and I need to think about it carefully.
I'll take a nap first. There are seven more chapters to go. I'll get up and write.