The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After formally starting to practice, Yang Jian realized that he had too many misunderstandings about Bajiu Xuangong. Although he didn't know much about it at first, he just heard that this is a very powerful skill, but he didn't expect that this skill can be so powerful...

The seventy-two transformations are not the entire content of the eighty-nine profound arts, on the contrary, they are just the "additional techniques" recorded later in the eighty-nine mysterious arts.

The so-called exercises can be roughly divided into two types.

One is to guide the ascetics to explore the way they are practicing. This is the method, which is used to improve the cultivation base, cultivate the spiritual energy, forge the Taoist body, and solidify the primordial spirit.

Some of the superior Taoist methods that are passed down today were preached by the Taoist ancestor three times in Zixiao Palace, and they were listened to and practiced by the spirits of the world, and gradually evolved and spread.

Part of it is the ancient powerful "Developing the Law from the Tao", realizing the way of oneself, and writing the law handed down from generation to generation.

The prehistoric ages have long been innumerable, and the Three Thousand Ways have been passed down to this day, and the superior Taoism is rare, and thaumaturgy such as the "Bi Luo San Sheng Jue" is even rarer.

Nowadays, most of the dharmas cultivated in the world are created by earth immortals and heavenly immortals, and most of them are middle and low vehicles, so naturally they cannot be seen by the real person Yuding.

One Yuan Yudan Dao is also a superior way, which is actually quite good.

It's a pity that Yang Jian's heart belongs to him.

The difference from "Taoism" is "Taoism", such as the method of palming thunder, the method of controlling swords, and the method of talismans, which can be easily learned by ordinary monks, or the powerful Taoism such as "Sleeve Universe" and "Zixiao Shenlei", which can be called supernatural powers, all belong to the category of "spell".

Seventy-two transformations is a broad and profound Taoism.

Spells and spells, the two complement each other, the 'law' determines the high and low, seeks the way of longevity, and the 'skill' determines the strength and protects oneself. If you want to walk safely in the prehistoric world, the two are indispensable.

If there is no profound practice, the power of the technique will naturally be limited; and practicing more beneficial Taoism can also help the ascetic to understand the way he is practicing and increase the speed of practice. The two benefit each other.

However, the way of practice is nothing more than a long life, and the law is naturally more important than the art.

The eighty-nine Xuangong practiced by Yang Jian is a book of supreme Taoism, followed by two spells - "Seventy-two Transformations" and "Faxiang Tiandi".

Speaking of the origin of the eight or nine profound arts, Yuding's eyes showed some regret.

"These eight or nine profound arts are obtained by chance when the three masters traveled together before they were sanctified after the creation of the heavens in ancient times..."

Yang Jian listened carefully, understanding the source of this exercise may enhance his understanding of the exercise.

At that time, the world had just opened, and there were spiritual treasures everywhere, and Sanqing was just a golden fairy, and they traveled together.

One day, Sanqing traveled to Mount Buzhou to pay homage to the god Pangu, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared on Mount Buzhou, striking forty-nine streaks incessantly.

Sanqing left hand in hand, and found a damaged stone tablet under Buzhou Mountain, on which was written an exercise, which was the Eighty Nine Mysterious Art.

It's just a pity that the eight-nine Xuangong was originally a perfect number of ninety-nine, which means nine lives and nine deaths, and nine returns to nine turns, but it was a catastrophe when it was just born, and the last part of the kung fu was destroyed by the thunder of the Dao, making it incomplete.

After deduction by the three sages, they discovered that this profound art was not trivial, it was actually written by the last remnant thought of Pangu, the great god who opened the sky, and it was of the same origin as their Sanqing, so it should have been obtained by them.

If the profound arts are perfect, one can become a saint in the body after practicing to the peak, surpassing the three realms, and reappear the mighty power of Pan Gu!

What a pity, what a pity...

The Eighty-nine Mysterious Kungfu is an incomplete method, and the Sanqing is originally a division of Pangu's primordial spirit into three, which is not commensurate with the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu that mainly practices the physical body, so Sanqing just treasured this Kungfu.

Later, Sanqing worshiped under Taoist Hongjun's sect, and Sanqing offered this method to Taoist ancestor. After realizing this exercise, Taoist ancestor created seventy-two transformations and the law of heaven and earth, and gave it to three true disciples again.

However, the practice of Bajiu Xuangong is extremely dangerous, and the threshold of practice is too high, so the Sanqing sage did not teach his disciples lightly. On the contrary, the dharma has been widely circulated in the world, and ordinary three-generation disciples of Taoism can also learn it, which is very practical.

Yu Ding told Yang Jian one by one, and asked with a solemn face: "The practice of this method pays attention to eight deaths and nine lives. In addition to the three disasters and eight disasters that you must encounter when practicing Taoism, you have to experience more and more dangerous catastrophes. Do you really want to learn?"

"En!" Yang Jian nodded heavily with firm eyes.

The exercises are engraved in his mind, if he repents at this time, won't he be underestimated by the master!

Yuding said again: "Eighty-nine Xuangong is not complete. If you reach the peak of cultivation one day, you can only be that Daluo Jinxian, and there is no way to become a saint."

"Master," Yang Jian folded his hands first and made a salute to Master, "This disciple is disrespectful, but he asks what is Master's current cultivation level?"

"As a teacher?" Yu Ding showed some memories, and naturally understood the meaning of Yang Jian's words, and sighed slightly, "You are right when you say that, becoming a saint is easier said than done? You can practice these eight or nine mysterious arts, but it is better to practice the second method together, and it will also leave you a way out."

Yang Jian blinked, and looked at his master with big eyes under those thick eyebrows. He hasn't finished answering the question just now...

Yu Ding raised his hand to hit him, but Yang Jian clutched his head and shrank his neck quickly.

"As a teacher's cultivation base, let's count it as a Daluo Jinxian."

Yang Jian asked a question that he thought was childish in a daze: "The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao... aren't they Golden Immortals?"

"No," Yu Ding said indifferently, "When my teacher and your eleven uncles and uncles became famous in the wild, they were all golden immortals. But that was before the Lich War, and I just joined the teacher's sect. Now it's been a long time, and I have to improve."

Yang Jian scratched his head and continued to ask: "Master, how are the realms of Taoism divided?"

"Three thousand ways are different, and there is no clear division. According to the calculations of most human monks today, they can be roughly divided into six realms: 'mortals, immortals, true immortals, heavenly immortals, golden immortals, and great Luos.'

"Oh." Yang Jian was in a daze.

Yuding looked at Yang Jian and asked with a smile, "What is your ambition?"

Yang Jian suddenly felt bitter. Was he too crazy to say that he was going to be a saint? The master acts steadily and is very gentle in dealing with people, so he must not like his disciples to be too arrogant.

But I can't say too low, lest the master be disappointed with me...

Yu Ding waited quietly, Yang Jian lowered his head in thought, the spring water in the cave was tinkling, and the silence made people drowsy.

Finally, Yang Jian raised his head, secretly clenched his small fists, and said in a low voice: "Master, I want to go to the eternal life and live happily ever after!"

The smile on Yu Ding's face finally bloomed, and Yang Jian quickly lowered his head after speaking, fearing that Master would blame him.

But all he heard were two chuckles, and that...

"good."

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that he was wrapped in a warm 'water flow'. Yang Jian raised his head to look at the real Yuding, only to see that the real Yuding was holding a radiant square small tripod in his hand.

"This is the treasure of the master's natal life. There is a world of heaven and earth inside. You need to enter the practice for four hours a day. Don't resist, as the master will send you in here."

"Yes, Master."

Natal treasure? A small tripod? What is Master's name? Real person Yuding!

Could it be, could it be...

Yang Jian's body has turned into a golden light while he was thinking wildly, which was collected by the small tripod, and a bold idea appeared in Yang Jian's heart at this time.

He entered the body of the master?

Well, so exciting! Still the red-faced kind.