It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 275 Worshiping the Clan
Hundreds of years ago, there were Jindan level monks in Feixing Valley. Unfortunately, ever since this Jindan master died at the end of his lifespan, he has been in decline.

Up to now, there is only one sect leader who is in the middle stage of foundation building to support the facade.

"Only in the middle stage of foundation building? But after all, it is the dojo of Jindan Zhenren, so it is inevitable that there will be some means to suppress the bottom of the box, and it is not surprising that even a fake elixir-level lethality can briefly burst out...

If I want to take action, I'd better find out what's true and false, and use sand-blowing swords and divine drums. I'd better find a place in advance to charge the Purple Thunder Five Mysterious Reward and Punishment Tokens and annihilate them in one fell swoop..."

and many more! !
Li Qinglin suddenly reacted.

Isn’t this a friendly transaction based on negotiation?
Why are you planning to kill everyone again...

"The world of immortality is still too dangerous and difficult to guard against, which is why I have no choice but to be overly defensive..."

Li Qinglin shook his head, and took advantage of the darkness and loneliness to leave Fangshi and ride the wind toward Laowan amid thunder and heavy rain.

Thunder is most likely to occur in summer.

The weather in Laowan at the moment is even more cloudy and moody, with huge thunderstorms rolling up.

"I heard that two senior brothers, Pang Chong and Ma Xiangru, met an immortal by chance when they were practicing in the outside world. They actually obtained the essence of the evil spirit of mountain fog, and used it to set foot on the third level of nourishing yang. They made great progress in Taoism and broke through to practice. Late stage of Qi!"

The thunderstorm last night had stopped, and the accumulated dew swayed gently in the wind on the treetops. Finally, it slipped from the ends of the leaves, fell all the way, and landed lightly on the forehead of a little Taoist priest with a snap.

Above the black and white Yin Yang Dojo.

The sun rises high, and the time of channeling energy and absorbing energy gradually passes.

"The "Nine Transformations of Xuanzhu Starlight Method" has a total of nine transformations, the first transformation is to reduce elixirs, the second transformation is to cultivate concubine, the third transformation is to nourish yang, the fourth transformation is to nourish yin, the fifth transformation is to transform bones, the sixth transformation is to transform flesh, the seventh transformation is to transform internal organs, and the eighth transformation is to cultivate fire. , I ascended to the ninth rank... But I stayed at the second rank for many years, but I couldn't figure out the secret of nourishing Yang..."

Just as he was about to raise his head to drink, he suddenly saw two figures, one tall and one short, walking from the opposite side of the dojo.

In the distance, Feixing Valley can be seen in the distance.

"Why are they here?"

……

Li Qinglin restrained the fluctuations of his magic power and rode the wind forward silently. The heavy rain hit the protective spirit armor, which was shattered by the magic light and turned into mist.

A group of qi-training disciples are sitting cross-legged, facing the rising sun, channeling qi and receiving energy, and practicing silently.

"Cultivation as an immortal is so difficult!!"

The little Taoist priest opened his eyes and said dejectedly,
"It's so difficult to guide. I guided it dozens of times last night, but I still couldn't find the Xuanzhu Starlight..."

"The essence of mountain mist's evil spirit is extremely difficult to condense. How did these two senior brothers do it? Someone asked them, but they were vague..."

Flying Star Valley.

"The homework is over, let's go. From tomorrow on, a new deacon will take my place. I am resigning..."

The person who taught the "Nine Turns of Mysterious Pearl Starlight Method" was a seasoned Taoist who had perfected his qi practice. After speaking at this moment, he rubbed his face to wake himself up, rubbed it from under his sleeve, and took out a green wine gourd.

"Senior Brother Ma Xiangru?"

"Senior Brother Pang Chong?"

"Who do you think you are? I haven't eaten or drank for ten days. I insist on performing hundreds of times a day. My fingers are almost cramping when I perform the formula, but I still haven't made any progress..."

The night was dark, and the entire world was shrouded in boundless heavy dark clouds. Laowan also turned dark green, almost ink-colored, and it was boundless black as far as the eye could see.

"Senior brother, I would like to ask the third transformation of Yangyang. How can I use my left hand to rub the top of my head every time the moon comes to a close, so that I can breathe in excitedly?"

Seeing the visitor, a group of disciples immediately swarmed up to him, saying something to each other.

"You're here? Are you here to familiarize yourself with the environment in advance?"

The old Taoist was not surprised at all when he saw the two of them. Instead, he stood up and gave up his position.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then reacted suddenly.

"Senior brothers Pang Chong and Ma Xiangru have become deacons?!"

For a moment, eyes of envy, desire, passion, etc. were all focused on the two figures, one tall and one short. And everyone knows that the reason why these two senior brothers are able to reach where they are today.

It all depends on the essence of the mountain mist evil spirit obtained from traveling in the outside world back then!
This is a late bloomer!

Pang Chong, the short monk, stepped forward with his eyes narrowed and satisfied.

Ma Xiangru was tall and had a kind face. After bowing to the old Taoist, he walked into the dojo.

Pang Chong said softly: "But I want you all to know that in order to nourish the yang in the third transformation, you need to remember the formula 'The gods cultivate the image of fire, and the sound of nature promotes good fortune'."

Ma Xiangru took over the conversation and said with a smile: "If you can't understand it, you can prepare a fire pill under your tongue in advance..."

The two chatted and laughed happily in the dojo, and the details of all kinds of qi guidance were readily available.

But they were vaguely in a trance.

It seemed that he remembered the foundation-building overhaul he met by chance on the shores of the vast blue Ninggu Lake.

Time passes, but the memory does not fade.

Countless midnight dreams came back, and that young but indifferent face came to my mind again.

dong dong dong...

Just when a group of monks were discussing Taoism, three bells rang from the direction of the Feixing Valley Sect's main hall.

Deep and distant, echoing over the silent mountain gate.

"The kowtow bell rings three times. It means there is a foundation-building overhaul coming to pay homage to the sect!"

The Knocking Bell is Feixing Valley's ancestral protection weapon. It is the second-level best quality. When activated, the sound is like thunder. It can destroy hundreds of evil spirits, suppress evil spirits, and can even protect the entire mountain gate.

Three times, it was the foundation-building overhaul who came to pay homage to the clan.

Six sounds indicate the arrival of Master Jin Dan.

Nine sounds, Feixing Valley is facing a life and death crisis!
At this moment, almost all the Feixing Valley monks, including Pang Chong and Ma Xiangru, raised their heads and looked in the direction of the mountain gate.

I am extremely curious about this worshiping sect's foundation-building overhaul.

After all, Feixing Valley has been in decline for many years, and no one has come to worship the clan for a long time.

A blue light flew from the sea.

Then there was a long roar containing Taoist rhyme, which echoed from far to near in the mountains. It actually faintly overwhelmed the sound of the Taoist bell, making the blood of these disciples in the Qi training period boil, and their magic power was disordered and difficult to control.

"What a powerful mana!"

"The Dharma urn condensed by the visitor is probably a top-grade Dharma urn, otherwise it would be impossible to explain this profound Taoist charm!"

In Feixing Valley, two figures suddenly flew out from the ground, looking at the outsiders from the sect in surprise.

……

Li Qinglin restrained his escape light and landed in front of the mountain gate of Feixing Valley.

He had already sent a formal letter to Feixing Valley half a month ago, informing him of his identity and purpose of worshiping the clan.

Of course, the identity was naturally disguised. He was simply said to be Huangxiu from another state capital and passed it off.

I made a special trip to pay homage to the clan and wanted to trade some Huayugang Silver Sand.

He can be said to be a courteous corporal who respects Feixing Valley very much.

After all, the world of immortality is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.

He has no grudge against Feixing Valley. He is just here to do business, so he naturally values ​​peace.

(End of this chapter)