Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1289: Teaching Disciples for Several Years

The Demon-Conquering True Lord Ming Xiaoyang, these seven words!

It has never been very glorious, just because in the eyes of the immortals, the former Judiciary God and the current Judiciary God are completely the same.

Unmistakably ruthless and selfless.

Chenxiang and Xiaoyu also heard a lot about Ming Xiaoyang's great achievements at first, but they did not accept his apprenticeship from the bottom of their hearts.

But after getting along for a while, they finally understood that the Demon-Conquering True Lord was like an unfathomable sea, and even more like a mountain with no top that could be seen. It was inevitable that they would feel like they were looking up at the mountain.

Several years have flown by in a hurry.

Ming Xiaoyang taught Chenxiang Qiankun Wuji Kung Fu, perhaps because of his deep luck. This boy, who originally had low magic power, has stepped into the realm of a true immortal. If he started to take action, I am afraid that his stupid mother - San Above the Holy Mother Yang Chan.

Xiaoyu practiced hard and practiced the Splitting Heaven Palm to the seventh position. Even if he couldn't win against Sun Wukong, he could still escape intact.

On this day, Ming Xiaoyang taught Chenxiang to practice Bagua Tenglongyun.

Qiankun is heaven and earth, and Bagua is everything.

Bagua Tenglongyun is a Qinggong body method that Ming Xiaoyang has repeatedly deduced and understood with his Tianxin. Once it is used, everything within the Bagua can become a help.

The speed is not very fast, and it can travel thousands of miles in an instant. It is far inferior to Sun Wukong's somersault cloud, but it is still more subtle.

Bang!
  With the help of a big stone, it traveled thousands of miles in the clouds and mist, and the agarwood came back again, only for about ten breaths.

"Master, I've done it." Chen Xiang said excitedly after returning to Ming Xiaoyang's side.

"Well, in such a short period of time, you have been able to refine Bagua Tenglongyun to such an extent. You are not bad at all." Ming Xiaoyang nodded in approval, "It seems that this is the first time Ben Zhenjun teaches a disciple, and he is still a disciple." Well done!"

"Master." After spending several years together, Chen Xiang had become accustomed to his master's cynicism and shouted weakly.

"What's wrong?" Ming Xiaoyang looked at Chenxiang and asked.

"When will you teach me the art of transformation?" Chen Xiang took one of Ming Xiaoyang's arms and begged, "Master Zhu Bajie has the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang, and he has the seventy-two transformations of earthly evil in fighting against Buddha. Even Yang Jian has There have been seventy-two changes, but I have not experienced even one change. If this spreads out, it will be a huge loss to your face, master!"

Chen Xiang has always been keen on other people's ability to change, and now after learning martial arts and spells, she wants to find a way to change.

"The way to change?" Ming Xiaoyang sneered, "It's just a small trick."

Bang!
  He hit Chen Xiang on the head with a snap of his fingers and warned, "Kid, remember, no matter how your body shape and appearance changes, it is still a joke to those with great supernatural powers."

"Because those with great supernatural powers don't look at your face, but sense your spirit."

"Besides, Yang Jian's heavenly eye and Sun Wukong's fiery golden eye can see through changes. Practicing the way of change is not of much use!"

"But I feel like it's changing, very majestic!" Chenxiang covered her head and muttered in a low voice.

"Okay." Seeing that Chen Xiang was determined to practice a way of transformation, Ming Xiaoyang had nothing to do with him, "I'll tell you that the Disha Seventy-Two Transformation will be good."

"Thank you, Master." Chen Xiang was overjoyed when he heard this and jumped up from the ground excitedly.

Seventy-two transformations of Earthly Evil!

The so-called seventy-two changes do not change seventy-two individuals, but seventy-two types of objects.

For example, people, animals, or vegetation, there are a total of seventy-two different changes, not only seventy-two different forms.

Within these seventy-two changes, there are all kinds of people, men, women, old and young. He got the seventy-two changes of Disha in Xiaoyang in the Ming Dynasty from Zhen Yuanzi, and he did not delve into it in depth.

Now that he is passing it on to Chen Xiang, it just fulfills his promise to another person.

Agarwood has an active nature, and she burst out with 120,000 passions by practicing the seventy-two transformations of Earthly Evil. It only took a year to master it.

Of course, in his opinion, he has already practiced it!
  On the other side, after Xiaoyu practiced the splitting palm to the eighth form, she felt that she had the ability to take revenge and said goodbye to Ming Xiaoyang.

Ming Xiaoyang took advantage of the situation and let her out. As for what Xiaoyu would do, it was not within his scope of consideration.

It doesn't matter whether you give up hatred or become a madman filled with hatred!
  Chen Xiang didn't know from beginning to end that when he was learning skills, there was another person learning skills in Xiaoyao Palace.

This person is still the Xiaoyu he misses so much!
  ………………

"Agarwood, let's go!"

The morning light first appeared, and the golden sunshine fell down, illuminating the entire Xiaoyao Palace.

The entire palace is shrouded in boundless light, it is really a beautiful fairyland.

Early in the morning, Ming Xiaoyang sent someone to find Agarwood and said this when they met.

"Leave?" Chenxiang was startled when she heard Ming Xiaoyang asked her to leave, "Master, where do you want me to go?"

Ming Xiaoyang rolled her eyes at him and said, "Why are you staying here? Isn't it to save your mother?"

"I have taught you everything I can teach you now. If you don't go back quickly to save your mother, do you still want your mother to stay at the foot of Mount Hua for the rest of her life?"

"Yes, Master." Chen Xiang thought about this, scratched his face in embarrassment, and said with an awkward smile, "Master, don't worry, after I defeat Erlang Shen and rescue my mother, I will definitely come back to visit you."

"Old man?" Hearing Chen Xiang call him, Ming Xiaoyang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and raised his palm lightly.

Snapped!
  He slapped Chen Xiang hard on the head, causing his forehead to hurt.

"Master, why did you hit me?" Chen Xiang was slapped for no reason, opened her eyes and complained.

Ming Xiaoyang said angrily: "Old man? Your master, do I look old?"

"Not old, not old at all." Faced with the murderous gaze of his cynical and moody master, Chen Xiang said very wisely.

"That's pretty much it." Ming Xiaoyang said with satisfaction, "As for defeating Erlang Shen, I advise you not to dream about it."

"With your current abilities, if Yang Jian wants to kill you, he won't even need a second move!"

"Master, why?" Chen Xiang dreamed of defeating his "cold and ruthless" uncle Erlangshen. He had studied for several years and thought he was good enough. Unexpectedly, he was easily rejected by his mentor.

Ming Xiaoyang said calmly: "I can teach you powerful immortal skills, profound martial arts, and even profound mystical skills, but there is one thing that cannot be taught."

"That's it - the magic power that has been accumulated over the years!"

"Yang Jian has practiced for three thousand years and has profound magical power. You don't think that with your hard work in the past few years, you can catch up with Yang Jian's thousand-year cultivation, right?"

"This?" Chen Xiang suddenly realized and said with frustration, "Master, what should I do? I can't go to Yang Jian to avenge myself after practicing for thousands of years, right? That day lily is already cold!"

"Of course not." Ming Xiaoyang shook his head and pointed out a clear path for Chenxiang, "Go find that monkey Sun Wukong, he will tell you how to increase your mana!"

(End of this chapter)