I am cultivating the golden elixir path in the heavens

Chapter 4: Qingmushu, the Western Poison is Locked in Chongyang Palace (Please Read)
“There are tens of thousands of methods in the world, but only a few can be used in the end.” The Dharma should not be passed on lightly, let alone recorded in writing.

Li Qingtian constantly read ancient books and studied Taoist classics, and picked out the methods that might contain magic.

Generally, the ancient texts left between the lines were written in an extremely obscure way, with many hints and obscure mentions of some methods of practicing magic. It was obvious that Li Qingtian was confused and didn't know what was being said.

After carefully reading through the Quanzhen Sect's treasured Taoist scriptures for half a month, Li Qingtian finally only obtained a method for practicing magic.

The rest are either incomplete, incomprehensible, or too demanding.

"Only the Qingmu technique is easy to understand, has complete methods, and is easy to learn." Even beginners can learn it, and according to deduction and calculation, the amount of mana consumed is not that much.

"Accept its method, follow its path, the green of the mountains and the peak of the wood spirits can be turned into your own use..."

Understand and practice at the same time.

In front of a thumb-sized vine, Li Qingtian gently stroked it with his hand, as if he was asking "an immortal to stroke my head and grant me eternal life".

"Unfortunately, the ancient practitioners, the so-called Heavenly Masters, did not leave behind any specific methods for practicing magic."

Some people were even buried in coffins, which is a pity.

Wisps of magic power flowed from his fingertips, "You can keep trying."

The ancients were able to create magic, so why can’t we today?
As he waved his hand, the vines grew wildly, as if they had been injected with chicken blood or taken hormones.

"This effect is good, but can the vines grow according to my wishes?" He imagined the vines growing in one direction, and the vines really began to grow in the direction he imagined.

"This is the Aoki Technique!"

It can trap the enemy and also protect yourself.

Driven by magic power, the vines grow visibly and are several times harder than before, capable of displaying all kinds of magical powers.

Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji came over with some ancient Taoist books and happened to see the vines growing wildly.

hiss!
"Is this the magic that Junior Master-Uncle practices?"

It was truly otherworldly and magical. As mortals, they had never seen such a magical method.

I was shocked!

My eyes are full of envy!

"This is simply a magical method."

Originally, Master Wang Chongyang had told them more than once that although Quanzhen Sect was a Taoist sect, it was more of a martial arts sect. There were no real Taoist practitioners in the world, and entering the Tao and laying a foundation did not exist at all.

Good boy, if it weren’t for Junior Master’s success.

They are still kept in the dark.

Master, they have been deceived so badly.

"Uncle Junior Master, you are so amazing!"

All the flattering words that Qiu Chuji had originally thought of were now forgotten.

"It's okay." Li Qingtian was not satisfied with the experiment just now. The vines were still growing slowly, and his own magic power was not enough.

Two people: "..."

Junior uncle, you are so good at pretending.

"The speed is not fast enough, and the vines are not aggressive." Li Qingtian shook his head and denied it. He thought: "If the vines can carry poison..."

The attack is there.

If your speed is not enough, you can make up for it with diligence. If your attack is not enough, you can only use poison to make up for the lack of attack.

In the next few days, Li Qingtian spread the poison on the vines while controlling their speed.

After continuous practice, the vines grew unpredictably and like crazy, quickly surrounding the Quanzhen Sect. Their toxicity increased greatly, and even a buffalo could be poisoned to death.

This day was a dark and windy night perfect for murder.

Several young third-generation disciples got up to urinate, and suddenly they heard a rustling sound coming from the grass and bushes.

"Who is it?" A brave Taoist priest came forward to take a look, "Ah, snakes, so many snakes..."

"Quickly notify Master and the others."

A large group of snakes suddenly surrounded the Quanzhen Sect, which reminded them of the thrilling incident a few years ago.

When the seven Quanzhen disciples gathered together, snakes and insects had already begun to attack.

"Senior Brother, this is..." Qiu Chuji asked.

Ma Yu's face darkened, "It's the Western Poison Ouyang Feng!"

"Wasn't he severely injured by Master?" Qiu Chuji asked puzzledly, "Could it be that he came here for revenge?"

"Set up the Tiangang Beidou formation!"

Ma Yu did not explain too much and directly set up the Tiangang Beidou Formation to fight the enemy.

Ouyang Feng, one of the five great masters in the world, is a well-known master with great martial arts skills and a master of poison.

"Hahaha……"

"Wang Chongyang's disciples, come and die!"

Ouyang Feng's voice came through as expected, arrogant and domineering, and full of energy.

"It's him!" Qiu Chuji and the others thought to themselves, "We're going to fight to the death this time."

The Western Poison, this is the Western Poison!
This Ouyang Feng is not simple!
Bang bang bang!
After several rounds, the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation of the Quanzhen Seven Masters was already on the verge of collapse.

"Tell me quickly, what exactly has your Quanzhen Sect been doing recently?" Ouyang Feng asked repeatedly.

At this time, the Western Poison was not yet crazy, but his martial arts skills were not bad at all.

"So this is what attracted him here." Ma Yu and the others suddenly realized, "No, we must not let him know that Junior Master has entered the Dao and established his foundation for cultivation."

Junior Master has just entered Taoism and laid a foundation. He has not yet learned the means to protect himself, so how can he be a match for Ouyang Feng?

"Stop him!" Ma Yu shouted sternly.

It not only concerns Junior Master-Uncle, but also their destiny as Immortals.

How could Qiu Chuji and the others not know what Ma Yu meant? They immediately used all their strength, and the shaky Tiangang Beidou Formation still held on.

"Pfft!"

A huge force came and knocked all seven people over, and the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation was also broken.

"Is this the method left by Wang Chongyang?" Ouyang Feng sneered, "But if..."

Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Feng, who was about to fly forward to pursue the victory, suddenly felt his feet slip, and then his limbs and body were quickly tied up.

Before he could break free, he felt numbness, nausea, and intestinal cramps.

“I got scammed!”

This was Ouyang Feng's thought before he fainted, as he saw the honest Seven True Men using themselves as bait.

"Did Junior Master take action?"

Ma Yu and the others were surprised and delighted that their junior master's magic had actually been mastered.

Several vines suddenly sprang out and entangled Ouyang Feng's limbs and body. The deadly poison penetrated into his body. Relying on his high martial arts skills, Ouyang Feng was not poisoned to death immediately, but fainted instead.

"The effect is not bad!" Li Qingtian walked out slowly from the darkness, "It's just that the test subject is too weak."

The Seven Quanzhen disciples: “…”

Is the mighty Western Poison Ouyang Feng still weak?

Junior master-uncle is really awesome.

Even Ouyang Feng, one of the Five Great Masters and the Western Poison, was knocked down with one move. Although it was meant to catch the enemy by surprise, it also proved how fierce the junior master-uncle was.

“Is this what cultivation is?”

"Ouyang Feng is in trouble, hahaha, call him arrogant!"

"I also want to learn from Junior Master's methods. The immortals' methods are indeed elusive."

They had to envy.

The unstoppable Ouyang Feng couldn't even withstand a single blow from his junior uncle.

"It turns out that cultivation is so powerful!"

Ma Yu and the others were all very enthusiastic. They thought that since Taoism was so powerful, why would they bother to learn martial arts?

Wouldn't it be better to enter the Taoism and build a foundation, practice Taoism and learn magic?

"Tie him up and take him to the back mountain. I'll try out some magic." Li Qingtian's indifferent voice sounded.

Everyone: "..."

Junior master is still the best.

Even Ouyang Feng dared to conduct experiments, so the Western Poison would probably become a guinea pig.

The next day, early morning.

When Ouyang Feng woke up from the pain, he was shocked to find himself tied to a big tree by vines.

His internal strength was still there, but he couldn't use it.

"here it is……"

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