The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Eighty-nine Xuangong, the first method of cultivating immortals in the Taoist sect, has achieved nine transformations and is comparable to a saint.

The largest yin number is eight, and the largest yang number is nine. The multiplication of eight and nine is the largest number in Taoism. Therefore, there are nine palaces and eight trigrams in heaven and earth, with 72 qi.

That's why once you have cultivated eighty-nine, you will have the power of 72 changes. All the birds and beasts in the world, the mountains, rocks, vegetation, yin and yang, and the five elements, everything will change. The magic of using it is in one mind. The mystery is wonderful, let you live freely in the world.

Legend has it that this technique was created by Hongjun Taoist ancestor who felt that the Wu clan's physical body was uniquely blessed. It was created based on the Wu clan's mysterious skills combined with the immortal method. This is sanctified.

It's just that with this skill to protect the body, it is indeed extremely difficult to deal with. The soul is immortal and the body is immortal. The representative figures are Yang Jian, Sun Houzi, etc. Even if the Taoism is much stronger than them, it is difficult to completely overcome them under their transformation technique. Kill them all.

Yuan Hong in the Battle of the Conferred Gods didn't have much to follow, and in the end he forced Xiqi's party to ask Shangwa Palace and borrow Jiangshan Sheji Tufang to suppress it.

Li Li thought of all the mysteries of the eighty-nine profound arts in the legend, and his hands couldn't help trembling.

Such a skill, let him get it so easily?

Although this is the plane of Baolian Lantern, it is not as powerful as the Bajiu Xuangong of Journey to the West and the Primordial World, but this is the foundation of Yang Jian's rise after all!
No, Yang Jian...

Thinking of the name Yang Jian, Mo Li suddenly woke up from the great surprise of obtaining Xuan Gong, this is a chance for Yang Jian!

How could such precious exercises appear in a ruined temple for no reason? !

It must have been specially left for Yang Jian by that great supernatural being!
By the way, that white ape!
Mo Li suddenly remembered a version he had seen in his previous life. The reason why Yuan Hong knew the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu was because he took advantage of Yang Jian's opportunity. Otherwise, where did he learn the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, a great white ape with no heels? !
Therefore, the white ape just now was Yuan Hong!
Thinking of this, when Mo Li was startled, he closed the bamboo slips without hesitation, not daring to look at them again.

That's right, I dare not look again.

It is impossible for the Bajiu Xuangong to appear in this ruined temple without any reason. In all likelihood, it was reserved for Yang Jian. In other words, Mo Li's every move at this time is being watched by a certain great supernatural being!

What Li Li didn't know was that when he was putting away the bamboo slips, not far away, a sloppy Taoist laughed and said, "You're a little guy with sharp eyesight, please spare your life."

After finishing the words, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a great white ape suddenly appeared in front of him without any resistance.

But at this moment, a burst of Sanskrit singing suddenly sounded, and then bursts of Buddha light radiated from the white ape, and the next moment, the great white ape disappeared completely!
"Huh? Monk?!"

The Taoist's complexion changed, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and a long sword leaped out. The astonishing sword intent emanated from his body, and the surrounding space couldn't bear it, and there were waves of ripples.

"Amitabha! Daoist, calm down!"

A simple and honest voice came from an endless distance, saying: "This hozen is destined to be with the monk, I hope the real person will raise his hand and forgive him once."

"Mile, is that you?"

The sloppy Taoist sneered coldly, and said: "After learning the kung fu of my Kunlun lineage, how can you understand it so easily? You don't have such a big face!"

shhhhhh...

Suddenly, three golden lights shot out in front of the Taoist, staying in front of him, but they were three dark fruits, faintly scented with Zen fragrance.

"Three ten-thousand-year bodhi seeds, as a gift of apology, I hope the real person will accept it with a smile."

The bodhi seed has the functions of clearing the mind and calming the mind, preventing infatuation, and assisting cultivation. It is a treasure that countless monks long for.

The sloppy Taoist raised his hand and put the three bodhi seeds into his arms, and said lazily: "Okay, I will spare this monkey's life, and don't let me bump into it next time."

"That's it, thanks to the real person." The voice said with a smile, and then fell silent.

Here, except for a sloppy Taoist, there is no one else.

"This smelly monk is very knowledgeable, and this bodhi seed is just for my apprentice to assist in his cultivation." The Taoist rubbed the bodhi seed and said to himself.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he said with a smile: "The good boy is back!"

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"Brother Mo!"

Yang Jian carried a large bundle of firewood and said happily: "You came back very quickly. Let me see, beef, chicken, and a fish. Haha, I'm going to eat a lot today!"

"I just thought that your kid can eat it."

Mo Li took out the bamboo slips from his pocket and said, "Look at what this is?"

"Book?"

Looking at the bamboo slips, Yang Jian frowned, and said reluctantly: "Brother Mo, don't you want me to study, we are going to learn skills from a teacher. Reading can't beat those heavenly soldiers and generals."

"Brat, take it and take a good look." Li Li threw it over casually.

Yang Jian reluctantly took it, opened it, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art? What is this?"

He couldn't help but started to read softly: "The secret secret is perfect, there is no other way to cherish life. You always come with energy and energy, and you should keep it firmly and don't leak it.........Cultivate eight or nine mysterious things, Ren Er is in the world."

"Brother Mo, it's a cultivation method!"

Yang Jian said excitedly, reading the words on the bamboo slips with fiery eyes.

Mo Liguang felt very rewarding just listening to the fragmented sentences in it. He looked at Yang Jian with some regrets. It is really regrettable that Baoshan is in front of him and he dare not enter the situation.

"Brother Mo, come and take a look!"

Although Yang Jian had obtained the Taiji Xuanqing Dao Jue taught by Mo Li and cultivated a little spiritual power, but in just two days, even though he had extraordinary comprehension and amazing talent, his understanding of Dao Jue was still in a novice state. He couldn't understand the mystery of the superior immortal technique of Bajiu Xuangong.

Mo Li dared to take it now, and Yang Jian asked him to watch it, so why wouldn't he dare to watch it?
Immediately took the bamboo slip and read it.

However, when he took a closer look, the densely packed small characters on the bamboo slips had all disappeared without a trace. Except for the four characters "Bajiu Xuangong", he couldn't read a single word!
Mo Li's heart tightened. For this sake, why didn't he understand that this profound art was not something he could see?

"Brother, Brother Mo!"

At this moment, Yang Chan walked in, carrying a water bag.

"Little sister!"

Seeing Yang Chan, Yang Jian said with a happy face, "You came just in time, look at what Big Brother Mo and I found!"

Mo Xin thought about it, handed over the bamboo slip, and said, "Chan'er, take a look."

Yang Chan put down the water bag, took the bamboo slip curiously, opened it, read in a low voice, "Eighty Nine Profound Art, huh? Why is there no word behind this?"

She can't see either!
Mo Xin's head shook, knowing that the person who gave Jane was only left to Yang Jian.

"There are no words, let me see!"

Yang Jian frowned, moved his face closer, then pointed to the bamboo slip and said: "Where is there no word, look, isn't it written clearly?"

Where he pointed, Li Li took a closer look, but it was still blank.

Yang Chan glanced at it, and said: "If there is no word, there is no word. Brother, you don't want to play tricks on us, come and cook!"

After finishing speaking, he threw the bamboo slips to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was in a daze, watching the two people start to play with vegetables, but he spread out the bamboo slips, looked at the writing on it, and said strangely: "No, there are obviously words."

And when the few people were busy cooking, suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in Li Li's ear:

"Little guy, come out, I have something to tell you."

Mo Lihan's hair tightened, and he raised his head to look at the place where the sound came from, but found nothing. He looked at Yang Jian and Yang Chan, but the pair of brothers and sisters didn't seem to notice it, and didn't notice anything wrong at all. Movement came.

"Don't look at it, they can't hear it, come out." The voice said.

Mo Li suddenly realized that he must have used the method of sound transmission like Yao Ji. He couldn't help but smile wryly. Originally, in the world of Jade Immortals, he was an almost omnipotent existence, but in this world, he was like a wild leopard. , Taoism, all aspects are very shallow.

"I'll go get some water," Mo Li said.

The two brothers and sisters didn't care, Mo Li walked out of the ruined temple with the water bag in hand.

Just a few steps away, the world was spinning before his eyes, and he waited for a while to regain his composure, and he had already reached the river, and there was another sloppy Taoist priest in front of him, leaning lazily on the stone.

Mo Li didn't know that this was the rightful master who left the Bajiu Xuangong behind.

He hastily stepped forward to salute, and said: "My lord, Mo Li, I have met senior."

"Mo Li? I haven't heard of it."

The Taoist shook his head, looked Mo Li up and down, and said, "You little guy, I'm a Taoist cultivating the best method of Taoism. I have a good foundation, but my Taoism is too low. Who is your master?"

"I don't have a master."

Of course, Mo Li couldn't name Qingyunmen's master, he said: "I picked up a bamboo slip on the mountain back then, and I was lucky enough to practice until today."

"Picked up a bamboo slip? You are very lucky and talented." The Taoist smiled and said: "I am the real Yuding of Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and I came here specially to recruit disciples. You are very good, you have not seen my Kunlun lineage's Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, boy, you can ask me a condition."

Conditions...

Mo Li was overjoyed immediately, this is real person Yuding, who taught the famous Twelve Golden Immortals!

Although there does not seem to be such a saying in the world of the Lotus Lantern, the Jade Cauldron real person in front of him seems to be different from the good-for-nothing in the original plot.

Apprenticeship?

As soon as this idea came to Li Li's mind, he denied it.

Apprenticeship is naturally impossible, the other party won't even let him see the Eighty Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, even if he asks it, he won't agree!

In the world of Baolian Lantern, the only Twelve Golden Immortals who showed their faces were Taiyi and Yuding.

While Mo Li was thinking about it, he already had an idea, he said: "I ask the immortal to show me the way, I don't know how I can get into the sect of Tianzun?"

That's right, Yuanshi Tianzun!
Kunlun Mountain is not closed. When Yao Ji chased and killed the three-headed jiao, Yuanshi Tianzun even came forward to seal the three-headed jiao. If he can worship under him, how can he not learn the supernatural powers of the heavens and the earth?
This guy is a well-deserved boss no matter in any plane, and generals like Yang Jian and Nezha are just his disciples and grandchildren!

"Master? You have an idea, I can tell you, but you may not be able to worship under the master's sect."

Master Yuding had a disdainful smile on his face, and said: "At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, there are twelve tests. If you can pass all of them, you can be accepted by the master."

"Thank you, real person, for letting me know!" Mo Li solemnly thanked him.

"You don't need to thank me, this is what you deserve." Daoist Yuding said: "Next, leave my apprentice, he needs more tempering, without you following him, he will never grow up."

Cultivating the Tao first cultivates the heart, and Yang Jian's strength is built on a tenacious heart of the Tao.

And this Dao heart was tempered by all kinds of tragic experiences in his childhood.

Mo Li was not surprised that Master Yuding asked him to leave. With him around, brother and sister Yang Jian had someone to rely on, which was not good for their growth.

He said: "Then let me say goodbye."

"No, you can leave now. You are not from the same world. They have their own ways to go, and you have your own way to go." The real Yuding said, with a bit of arrogance in his words, as if It was Mo Li who was not worthy of being friends with Yang Jian.

Li Li didn't get angry, he just said yes.

In the world of the Lotus Lantern, mortals are mortals, and the protagonist is always a god on high.

Whether it is Yang Jian, or Chen Xiang in the future, both of them are of the blood of God and God, with a strong background and extraordinary aptitude, which is why they have achieved incredible achievements.

As for the others, Ding Xiang, Xiao Yu and even the Eighth Prince of Donghai, their achievements are not worth mentioning at all.

So Yu Ding looked down on him, and Li Li didn't think it was so surprising.What he can do is to worship a famous teacher and practice hard. One day, when he reaches the realm beyond the Jade Cauldron and stands in front of him, everything will be different.

"It's a long way from Kunlun Mountain, so I'll see you off as a thank you for escorting my apprentice all the way," said Yuding Master.

Without waiting for Li Li to refuse, he raised his hand and waved his hand, a tyrannical mana immediately engulfed Mo Li, turned into a blue light and went straight to the west!

Li Li only felt dizzy for a while, and the powerful force firmly controlled his whole body, and he was not allowed to break free at all. This feeling of dizziness lasted for an unknown how long, and finally stopped.

He fell to the ground hard, feeling as if his bones were falling apart.

Mo Li moaned in a low voice, silently mobilized his spiritual power, and within a short time, all the pain in his body disappeared without a trace.

He just stood up and looked at the boundary he was in.

But I can see a majestic mountain standing straight ahead, majestic and sacred, soaring into the clouds, like a pillar of heaven, I can't see how high it is at all, I can only vaguely see cranes soaring on it, unicorns leaping, and all kinds of auspicious beasts, looming and auspicious. The air is lingering everywhere, and it looks like a holy place of the fairy family.

"Kunlun Mountain, this is Kunlun Mountain!"

Mo Li looked at the front with fiery eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm coming, Kunlun!"

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