Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 140 139 Re-entry
"It's almost a unique skill."

For a moment, Li Cunxiao felt like a listener in a teahouse whose storyteller interrupted him at the most exciting moment. He was extremely upset and felt very uncomfortable.

Although I already have a copy of "The Most Secret Narada Sutra" in my hand, who would complain about having too much martial arts?
What's more, it's a Taoist secret technique. If you don't practice it yourself, you can give it to Mu Cha.

Li Cunxiao was feeling angry and was stroking the bed with his hand when he suddenly felt a hard object.

When he picked it up, he saw that it was the gold necklace that had disappeared before he fell asleep.

He subconsciously touched the back of his head, which was still in phantom pain, and his eyes narrowed.

Could this be the thing?

He held it in both hands and examined it carefully.

A gold bar as thick as an incense stick is bent into a circle, and the two ends are brought together to form a cirrus cloud shape, with four small words "Peace every year" engraved inside.

Apart from being hard, it is just an ordinary longevity lock.

After checking the doors and windows, there was no sign of anyone breaking in. The longevity lock, which should have been safely inside the package, was now on the bed.

"This is most likely a personal item of the Qing Tong Jun. Perhaps it has even been refined by the Dong Wang Mu Gong."

Li Cunxiao had experienced everything in his dream and never dared to look down on these pieces of junk that he had bought at a high price.

"After all, I am only at the internal organs level, and I haven't even refined my true energy yet. This thing must have some mysterious properties, otherwise it wouldn't be able to lead me into that seemingly real illusion."

"But what are the conditions for entering a dream? Sleep? I felt like I was hit by a club."

Li Cunxiao frowned and picked up two other things from the bedside.

The copper wheel was covered with green rust and looked very old.

But when Li Cunxiao looked at it again in combination with his experience in the dream, he felt that it looked more and more like a complete version of Hot Wheels, except that the size was different and the patterns were blurred.

Could it be that this thing is the Fire Wheel? Did it fall into the hands of that black-hearted boss along with the gold ring?

Put the copper wheel on the table, cut the palm of your right hand with your left fingernail, and the sticky red blood will flow to your index finger. It will be quickly smeared on your fingertips to form a talisman.

no response.

"Made a mistake?"

Li Cunxiao's mind moved, and the Fengbo with white feathers and black stripes condensed his body in the twisted air flow and landed on his left arm.

Following the same method, the moment the blood talisman took shape, it emitted a faint glow and was completely absorbed.

Feng Bo let out a cheerful hum, and for a moment, Li Cunxiao felt a sense of blood connection in his heart.

The divine bird spread out and turned into twisted air currents, and finally formed invisible cyclone flywheels under his feet, which lifted himself up easily.

Li Cunxiao could clearly feel that after refining it according to the method in his dream, controlling this top-grade magic treasure consumed less energy and was smoother in operation.

Even without the wind wheel showing up, he can still achieve a short period of levitation, but the vital energy in his internal organs will be consumed very quickly.

Li Cunxiao became more and more convinced that it was not just a dream, but that he had really entered the past memories of a powerful warrior.

After all, feelings can be wrong, but magic treasures are the real deal.

"what?"

As he was lost in thought, his gaze inadvertently turned back, and Li Cunxiao suddenly discovered that the bloodstains on the copper wheel had become thinner and lighter.

I approached the copper wheel and placed it between my eyebrows. I could vaguely feel a burning heat in it, and established a little connection with myself.

But the connection is very weak, as if there is a thick wall in between.

What's going on here?

"I obtained the Wind Wheel at Pingding Mountain. According to Master, it only appeared after he left the state capital."

"And this fire wheel and the gold ring were bought from that black-hearted boss. Just looking at the dragon-patterned brick that wraps the gold ring, it's obviously quite old."

"The Hot Wheels were originally a pair, but now, even though they've been separated, they're both scattered around Songzhou."

"Could it be that Qinghua Mountain is nearby? Or that Qingtong Jun died here?"

Li Cunxiao frowned, there was too little useful information.

In the dream, he could only judge that these people were speaking the official language commonly used today. In other words, the dream was not too far away from the present time, at least not during the previous dynasty of the Great Zhou.

While in deep thought, the wind wheel traveled around his body up and down. Under Li Cunxiao's will, it sometimes turned into the shape of birds and beasts, sometimes into a tornado drill, and sometimes into a high-speed rotating saw blade.

"No matter what, just this one refining method is already a profit."

"Now the wind wheel can be retracted and deployed at will, and there is no need to worry about being discovered when using it."

"As for whether this thing is the Fire Wheel, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I'm promoted to the Yellow Court before trying it."

"This golden circle must be closely related to that dream. Perhaps I will have another chance to enter that dream."

"But does the stall owner know the origins of these items or not?"

"Could it be a hidden master? He just happened to pack up a few of Qing Tongjun's relics and sell them to me?"

"But if that's the case, why would you let me get such a bargain?"

Li Cunxiao was puzzled and finally had to give up.

I still don’t know the origin of the animal horn, but after the dream I had, I don’t dare to deal with it casually.

What if it’s also a treasure?
"Brother, Master's Wife is calling you to eat!"

Mu Cha's voice was heard outside the house, and Li Cunxiao quickly hid a few things.

Li Cunxiao simply put the gold ring on his arm - his arm was much thicker than the child's neck.

Walking out of the room, looking at the sun hanging high in the sky and the people coming and going in the escort agency, Li Cunxiao couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a moment.

The time in dreams seems to be no different from that in reality.

It took him more than half an hour to refine the Wind Fire Wheel and tour Miaoyan Palace. When he came out, it was noon.

"Brother, let's go."

"it is good."

Taiyi Zhenren watched the two people, one big and one small, walk out of the yard, and stroked his beard with some complacency.

The method of refining the Wind-Fire Wheel is real, the "Yi Mu Qinglong Zhendian" is real, and the Miaoyan Palace on Qinghua Mountain is indeed one of the main peaks of Louguan Dao.

Only the scene where the fairies came out to greet them was a little exaggerated and beautified.

He deliberately created this illusion to arouse Li Cunxiao's curiosity.

As for the sudden stop when imparting the true skills just now, it was intentional on his part.

When is something most attractive?
It's when it's not yet in hand.

The Hot Wheels have been delivered to me, and the skills manual was also planned to be packaged and given away as a gift.

But Taiyi thought about it and felt that this would be inferior.

After all, Li Cunxiao already had a copy of "The Most Secret Narada Sutra", so giving him another one for free would be too easy.

Moreover, although "Yi Mu Qing Long Zhen Dian" is a unique skill, it is not as good as the former in refining the devil.

The holy lands themselves usually train disciples from a young age, and those with better backgrounds will not randomly practice multiple disciplines.

I don't have the ability to train a zoo like Li Cunxiao.

Only Buddhism, which has opened up many convenient methods, could come up with such a strange practice.

Taiyi's plan initially required Li Cunxiao to solve the problem of practicing multiple skills. After he was promoted to Huangting, he would let Li Cunxiao use the Golden Lotus medicine to switch to practicing Taoist skills.

Before that, it’s better to whet the other party’s appetite.

Anyway, with the longevity lock, Taiyi can use it as a medium to lead Li Cunxiao into his dreams every night.

At that time, whether it is to pass on the Dharma or to cultivate feelings, you can poach people right under Qi Ci's nose without anyone noticing.

The old Taoist priest left the escort agency contentedly. "Fat bald donkey, no matter how hard you defend yourself, in the end, you'll still return empty-handed!"

"Is he gone after all?"

Li Cunxiao glanced at an alley in the East Market. After noon, the place was bustling, but he didn't see the black-hearted boss from the morning.

He sighed and rode across the bluestone slabs of the city. Once outside the city, he galloped and soon arrived at the foot of Tiangu Temple Mountain.

After returning to the temple, I went to the slaughterhouse first and learned that there were even fewer demons delivered today, only twelve.

Everyone finished their work early and basically practiced martial arts in the training ground.

Only Yuanhuai has reached the internal organs level and has also entered the stage of meditation to open up the acupoints, so he stays in the room.

He simply asked Li Cunxiao whether he encountered any trouble when asking for leave, and then said nothing more.

After returning to the temple, he continued to refine his acupoints as usual.

There are four acupoints in the anterior genitals: Huiyin, Qugu, Zhongji and Guanyuan. Li Cunxiao starts from Guanyuan, three inches below the navel.

This acupoint is mainly used to treat asthenia and impotence. To Li Cunxiao's surprise, in addition to the Naga snake demon, the silver fox can also play a role in tempering the acupoints.

The damp and dark kidney water surged downward, seeping into it drop by drop.

Even though the Sixteen Hands of Pure Yang is only a low-grade martial art, the efficiency will be higher if two demons exert their strength at the same time.

"But without the Five Organs Pill, and insufficient evil spirit, the speed has ultimately slowed down."

Sighing secretly, Li Cunxiao patiently took his time.

The training of ordinary warriors is just this kind of boring. Only by persevering day after day can one finally achieve small gains after long efforts.

A long night passed, and unfortunately, there was no movement of the longevity lock at night.

Li Cunxiao even slept for an hour, but unfortunately, although he felt better, he was unable to fall asleep again.

This was also done intentionally by Taiyi.

After all, it only happens once at noon, and twice a day is too frequent.

Price drop.

"Brother Yuanhuai, how many demons are there today?"

Li Cunxiao was still the first one to arrive at the slaughterhouse. Yuanhuai burst out laughing when he heard that.

He could see that Junior Brother Li really liked this job. It was a little puzzling, but also admirable.

Slaughtering is dirty and tiring, and others avoid it, but Li Cunxiao enjoys it.

"There are more today than yesterday, twenty-four, including a third-level demon."

"Third level?"

Li Cunxiao thought to himself what a shame. Yuan Huai was responsible for the safety of his fellow apprentices, and the third-level demon always did everything himself.

"If I use the Natian Trampling Eight Demon Heads to upgrade my internal organs, I can now also master the third-level demon."

"But how could we have known that Master Yuanhua would side with the Escort Agency?"

"It's true that I hid my cultivation, but the situation changed too quickly."

A few distracting thoughts flashed by, and when everyone arrived, the slaughterhouse fell into a bustling bustle again.

With the help of the newly upgraded Cloud-Stepping Shoes, Li Cunxiao's movements became more graceful and agile.

Even without exerting his full strength, it became increasingly easier for him to slaughter the second-level demons.

When Gu Yang and several fellow apprentices stood in a pool of blood, gasping for breath as they looked at the remaining cage covered with black cloth.

The people in Li Cunxiao's group had already started to clean up with a smile, and the six cages on the side were already empty.

"Junior Brother Li's skills are becoming more and more powerful. He must have reached the threshold of the Viscera Realm, right?"

"Not necessarily. Look at Junior Brother Li's boots. They don't look ordinary. I heard that he's very close to Senior Uncle Yuanhua, the deacon of Luohan Hall."

"I'm so envious. You're so talented and have such a good background. Unlike me, we can't rely on our parents and can only work hard."

Li Cunxiao didn't care about the gossip he heard.

In the eyes of others, he is a person with strong connections.

But family members know their own business. Yuanhua's favor is entirely due to the compensation given by Abbot Dezheng for what happened that year.

Human feelings are difficult to explain. Sometimes they are stronger than gold and stone, and sometimes they are more fragile than glass.

"The Most Secret Narada Sutra" seems to be a gift from De Zheng who couldn't bear to bury the talent, but Li Cunxiao felt that it was a silent test.

If I can't master it as soon as possible and show extraordinary talent.

That disciple who is indistinguishable from the crowd is probably not worth the abbot's attention.

That bald thief Yuanjue is not dead yet.

After noon, the work in the slaughterhouse was almost finished.

As the Ullambana Festival was approaching, Yakuo-in Temple began to clean the courtyard in preparation for the grand event.

Li Cunxiao and other disciples who did menial work naturally couldn't escape, so they spent the whole afternoon cleaning without even eating.

By the time everyone finished bathing and had dinner, the sun had already set.

Li Cunxiao returned to the temple and meditated as usual to refine his acupoints.

When there is no external force to rely on, you cannot slack off.

Once he refines the eight demon heads and achieves a celestial body, even without the vajra, he can be called a little genius.

With encouragement, Li Cunxiao slowly entered the state of cultivation.

The essence of the five internal organs is continuously catalyzed in the order of wood, fire, earth, metal, and water, and flows into the anterior Yinqiao acupoint.

Things were getting better and better, and Li Cunxiao gradually felt sleepy in the daze.

"here we go again?"

He was delighted, but then he felt a blow on the back of his head again. He rolled his eyes and fell limply on the bed again.

Only the golden ring on the left arm was flashing with a faint light, as if breathing.

"Qing Tong? Why are you distracted?"

Li Cunxiao was startled and opened his eyes, and saw the magnificent palace and the majestic face of Mu Gong in front of him.

Great! This dream can indeed be re-entered!
The first time is strange, the second time is familiar. After all, it is just an illusion, so without any worries, he opened his mouth and said:

"What the father said was profound and subtle, and the son was easily entranced."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren's mouth curled up slightly.

"In that case, please repeat the main points of the Alchemy Theory I just talked about."

Li Cunxiao: "Ah?"

I just said it casually, why are you really asking?
Li Cunxiao felt bitter in his heart and could only speak frankly:
"I was actually distracted just now."

Humph, smooth boy.

Looking at Li Cunxiao's well-behaved and sensible appearance, Taiyi Zhenren smiled in his heart, but then felt a little melancholy.

Because the real Li Qingtong never admits his mistakes to him.

'After all, I am just an old Taoist who deceives myself.'

"It's a borrowed blessing, so enjoy it as much as you can."

When the master and the apprentice meet in reality, this dream will end.
(End of this chapter)