One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 80: Xun Lanyin's Warning

Zhao Fuyun did not talk to Yang Liuqing, Wen Bo and Wen Xun who were still in the lower house, because he knew that it would be best if they did not get involved with him.

So he just left. As for who the person who passed the note was, he didn't ask, because he knew that this person would eventually appear in front of him.

Whether the other party wants a favor or something else, just wait until they come to you.

Zhao Fuyun left without saying a word, and the onlookers were silent at first, and then there was a buzzing noise. They had not expected that Zheng Wei had produced two magical weapons, but still suffered such an easy defeat.

And Zhao Fuyun didn't even take out his magic weapon.

Yang Liuqing, Wen Bo, Wen Xun and others were all surprised and delighted.

Chi Feilong stood in the audience, watching Zhao Fuyun walking away, with complicated feelings in his heart. The person who he had never taken seriously before, now looked so stunning to him.

Xu Yacheng was completely stunned and stood there. It took him a long time to recover.

"My cousin is dead, I, I..."

Xu Yacheng's mind was a little confused.

As soon as Zhao Fuyun returned to the mountain, a white crane flew towards him. After flying around him for a while, the crane made a sound: "Come to me."

He heard that it was Xun Lanyin's voice, which seemed to come from Bai He, and also seemed to come from across the air.

He immediately followed the white crane, which took him into the depths of Tiandu Mountain. Then he saw an undulating mountain range like a long snake. This snake-like mountain range was shrouded in fog, and there was a little bit of light in the fog, as if someone had lit a lamp in the mountain.

He followed the white crane and fell towards one of the bright lights.

The point of light continued to expand in his eyes, and a scene like a reflection in the water appeared in the light. It was a hazy and mysterious house, as if it was in the light, or like a mirage.

The white crane fell down, and the ball of Dharma light rippled, and Zhao Fuyun fell in with it. He felt as if he had entered the reflection of water waves.

The scene in my eyes quickly solidified and became real.

He found himself in front of the gate of the courtyard. There was a plaque on the gate with four words written on it.

"Lan Yin Cottage."

Green tiles, white walls, vines climbing up the walls, small white flowers blooming.

He gently pushed open the door of the courtyard and it opened easily.

The courtyard is not big, but it exudes a sense of elegance. There are several special-looking flowers blooming in the corners.

Then he saw a woman standing in front of the window, looking at him. This person was Xun Lanyin. She was wearing a red Taoist crown and a dark black robe.

Zhao Fuyun walked in quickly.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a bead plate on a table in the middle of the room. On the bead plate was a dark black bead. Inside the dark black bead, there was a little blue light shining in it, like a starry sky.

That was the Xuanyin Pearl, which had become extremely mysterious at this moment.

"Instead of practicing well, you go out and fight to the death with others. Do you think you have achieved success in your practice?" Xun Lanyin asked coldly.

"I,……"

"To build a foundation for the Tao, you not only need to form talismans in the sea of qi, but also practice magic, refine magic weapons, and understand the principles of the law. What magic have you practiced, what magic weapons have you refined? What principles of the law have you understood?"

"I have practiced some magic, but it has been a short time. I am still learning how to refine magic weapons." Zhao Fuyun did not explain further, but answered.

"You should focus on learning ancient runes. Many ancient secret methods are directly written in ancient runes. Don't learn those things that are of little use to your practice. If you want to refine treasures, wait for Senior Brother Yu Chen to finish his Taoism class, and then I will ask him to help you refine it." Xun Lanyin stood by the window and said without looking back.

"Yes." Zhao Fuyun felt that what Xun Lanyin said made sense, but he had never thought about focusing on studying ancient runes.

"You can go back. Don't leave the mountain until you have accomplished your cultivation." After Xun Lanyin finished speaking, Zhao Fuyun responded. The white crane outside flew up, and Zhao Fuyun followed behind it and left the Lanyin cottage again.

When he left, he carefully felt as if he had escaped from a dream.

A gust of wind blew, and I found myself high in the sky. Looking down, I saw green mountains. There was fog among the mountains, and there were spots of light scattered in the fog.

He guessed that there should be at least Purple Mansion monks living in this mountain.

It seems that there is only one realm between Foundation Establishment and Purple Mansion, but he feels like there is a world of difference between them. If he came here alone, he might not even be able to enter the mountain.

From then on, he went to listen to Taoist Master Yu Chenguang's lectures on the method of refining weapons every day, and then practiced the magic spell "Daluo Waving Sleeves".

This spell is difficult to learn and master. It requires condensed magic power and subtle control of magic power. It is a pure application of magic power.

This spell is clearly written in the spell book, and it is mainly used to resist tangible spells.

For example, if a fire talisman fell, he could wave his sleeves to knock it aside. If a sword light fell, he could also wave it away like he had done before, just like he had waved away Zheng Wei's Golden Feather Sword, but it would be relatively more difficult.

In his opinion, this tangible method refers to the magic formed by combining magic power with vital energy.

In this spell book that Daluo holds in his sleeve, there are also matching magic weapons.

Among them are "Iron Armor and Sword Sleeves" and "Five Elements Robes".

The book says: "If you get the right robes to match, and perform this sleeve technique, no visible method can approach it."

He imagined it in his mind and felt agitated, but he quickly suppressed it. Refining treasures is not something that can be done overnight.

He went to listen to Master Yu Dao’s instrument class every day.

His reputation also spread among this group of foundation-building disciples. Some people kept their distance from him, and some people invited him to participate in some small ceremonies, but he refused one by one. Even when the Golden Spirit of the Lotus Ceremony invited him, he did not go.

However, all of this seemed to be smoothed over by an invisible hand, and no one from the Xu family bothered him anymore.

As time passed, he listened to the Dharma with many monks, and then went to Jiguanling to practice by himself. He was among the crowd, but it seemed like he was practicing alone.

He practiced magic on Jiguana Ridge every day, both the art of controlling fire and the art of waving his sleeves.

The flame turns into a dragon. After turning into a dragon, it can entangle, bind, capture, and swallow.

Because his talismans contained the nature of light, he slowly mastered the transformation of flames into light, and then thought about finding a 'light' spell to practice. After searching for a long time without success, he finally found a needle technique.

The acupuncture formula is called "Thousand Lights Needle Formula" and it is a method of controlling needles. After reading it, Zhao Fuyun was greatly inspired.

After reading it through, he memorized all the key points. After returning, he wanted to figure out a set of spells that suited him.

All spells were created by others based on their own situations, and there are no two exactly alike people in the world. When practicing spells created by others, few people can surpass the creator.

He lived a life of preaching, reading, and practicing. He never participated in any Dharma meetings and never drank alcohol.

On this day, he stood on the mountain, practicing magic in the sunset, and waved his hands in the air again and again. Where his fingertips passed, dots of fire appeared, forming circles, lines, dragons, or birds.

Occasionally, he would wave his sleeves to dispel all the flaming illusions.

Or he would use the sword technique, swinging it towards the distance, again and again tirelessly. His waving sword fingers drew out rays of light, and where the light passed, there seemed to be some mysterious fluctuations.

One day, a white crane suddenly flew over, circled on the top of the mountain, and made a clear cry. He knew that it was Master Xun calling him to go refine treasures, so he took all the treasures and followed the white crane.

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