Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

night.

Shen Lang sat cross-legged on the couch, meditating to cultivate his internal strength.

The exorcism seal refined from "Millennium Chalcedony" was worn by him close to his heart, and strands of warm current spilled from the jade pendant, penetrated into the Tanzhong acupoint on his heart, and spread throughout his body with the circulation of his internal force.

Every time the internal force circulates for a week, it can grow rapidly under the nourishment of the "pure yang vitality" of the thousand-year-old chalcedony, and the new internal force is extremely pure and condensed.

With the help of this jade pendant, one hour of meditation can produce internal strength equivalent to three hours of usual meditation.

Millennium chalcedony can not only quickly grow and purify internal strength, but also temper muscles, internal organs and internal organs.

Under the warm current of pure yang vitality, Shen Lang clearly felt that his muscles, bones, internal organs, and internal organs were like forging iron into steel, continuously refining out impurities, making up for weaknesses, and becoming stronger bit by bit.

When Shen Lang was immersed in cultivation, the little demons were also working hard on their own.

Sitting under the eaves of the inner courtyard, Xiaogu dismantled his own little skull and held it in his arms. Using his fingers as a small steel file, he carefully polished and polished the little skull inch by inch, inside and out.

It is not simply a love of beauty and cleanliness.

This kind of polishing is also a kind of cultivation for it.

It is to temper the bones with "Yan Mo Zhen Prison Art", so that the bones become tougher and have magical abilities.

Its right hand and spine have been polished over and over again, and it has the ability to act independently and gather and leave at will.

Of course, being able to cultivate this kind of ability so quickly is also because he obtained "Blood Orchid Nectar" in the Yifu.

The blood orchid nectar is only useful for monsters, and it does not improve the realm of cultivation, it can only strengthen the vitality and physique.

Xiaogu is a bone spirit, without blood, flesh, and blood, but he can also strengthen the bones with blood orchid nectar, making the bones more indestructible and psychic.

At this moment, after carefully grinding and polishing the skull, it will stick some blood orchid nectar with its fingers and spread it evenly on the skull.

After that, its skull, which seemed to be integrated like a jade stone without any pores, quickly absorbed the blood orchid nectar, and the skull became more crystal clear and jade-like.

Xiaogu sits under the eaves and polishes his skull, while Xiaoyu "hangs out" in the yard.

The little red carp has also gradually developed new abilities, and can control the water flow to a certain extent.

It can even wrap itself in water so that it can move out of the water for a short time.

At this moment, a water polo with a diameter of two feet was wrapped around the little fish, and it came out of the pond and wandered around in the yard.

The round water polo wrapped around its body surface keeps rolling on the ground, driving its body to move flexibly and quickly.Because it is a sphere, it is very convenient to turn. When the little fish moves his mind, the water polo can instantly adjust its direction without any pause.

And where the water polo passes, there is no drop of water seeping into the soil, which keeps the volume of the water polo unchanged and will not shrink due to loss.

The small fish can even supplement the oxygen in the water in time, so that there is always enough oxygen for its activities in the water polo that wraps its body.

It's a pity that a fish wrapped in a water polo and rolling around on the ground is too eye-catching, otherwise, Shen Lang would not only be able to walk cats and rabbits, but also fish when he went out in the future.

Speaking of the rabbit, the little rabbit is not in the yard at the moment, but jumping up and down on the roof, practicing leg skills.

After Shen Lang wiped out the spider sisters, he seized a "Chasing the Wind and Chasing Lightning Leg Technique". Practice martial arts.

Although the little rabbit is positioned as a logistical support, and its temper is not as aggressive as Xiao Zhao, it always has a heart to output.

Not to show how capable you are, but just to be grateful.

The little rabbit is grateful to Shen Lang. It was Shen Lang who took it away from the market, enlightened it and taught it to practice the Dharma.

If there is no Shen Lang, it may be bought by a rich lady as a pet, and it will become less cute when it grows up, and it may be made into a braised rabbit and eaten.

Or maybe it was bought back by some bear child, raised for a few days and got tired of playing, tortured to death, or fed to wild cats and dogs.

Anyway, without Shen Lang, it wouldn't be where it is today.

It's just a stupid rabbit who doesn't know why, and who doesn't know why.

It is precisely because of this that Xiaoya, who is calm by nature, not only takes good care of Lingzhi, but also cultivates so hard.

It needs to become stronger and more useful, and it needs to help Shen Lang more.

Under the moonlight, on the ridge of the roof, the little rabbit jumped up and down, kicking and kicking with its long legs, and when it jumped, it seemed to turn into a snow-white phantom, chasing the passing evening wind.

The little demons are all there, except for one kitten that should be lively.

Xiao Zhao is still asleep in the space, and she doesn't know when she will wake up.

The night was getting darker.

Shen Lang woke up from his trance, exhaled a foul breath, raised his palm, and slapped forward casually.

Bang!
Amidst the crisp sound, a strong airflow erupted from the front of his palm and hit the wall with a puffing sound.

This is not internal force.

Just use a strong palm to push the air and form a strong wind.

Shen Lang shook his head, secretly feeling:
"Even with thousand-year-old chalcedony, if you practice normally, it will take at least two months to meditate for an hour a day before you can release your internal strength. It is so difficult to advance to the sixth rank and the fifth rank. How about the fifth rank and the fourth rank? What about Pin Jin San Pin?

"No, I have to learn alchemy as soon as possible, and use the natural materials and earthly treasures that Xiaoya planted for me! Or, find a chance, and send a ichthyosaur sapling to Master Wanfa and Venerable Liuliu each, and ask them to help. I make alchemy?"

Not only to ask them to help in alchemy, but also to send live saplings that can be used to produce ichthyosaur wood materials, but also to thank them for their help.

Although it is a bit difficult to explain the origin of the ichthyosaur saplings, Shen Lang can tell that Yan Tianying, Wanfa Daoist, and Liuli Venerable are all generous temperaments, and they will not ask the bottom line.

Besides, Daoist Wanfa himself once had the great opportunity to win the Daoist Mansion of the former Dynasty when he was weak, and Venerable Liuli was willing to give him the "Millennium Chalcedony", a treasure that can only be produced in Yunding Demon Palace, How could he pursue such a little secret of his?

I really don't know how many chances and adventures people can get all the way to the first rank in their lifetime.

"If you find an opportunity to send a ichthyosaur sapling, just say it's an adventure, as long as you can save face."

After making a decision, Shen Lang closed his eyes again, made a seal with his hands, and began to practice the "Thinking of the Great Sun Tathagata".

Practicing the idea of ​​conception can not only strengthen his primordial spirit, but also increase the power of Buddhist spells and martial arts.

The reason why Shen Lang was able to bring great power to the true secret martial arts of Buddhism without practicing the inner strength of Buddhism is because he practiced the concept of the Great Sun Tathagata and achieved little success.

However, there was a little problem with today's visualization practice.

Shen Lang had just entered into concentration, just in the sea of ​​consciousness, he drew out with his thoughts a golden Buddha dharma figure that seemed to be flying in the sky, shining in all directions. A slender spider thread broke into his mind strangely. The head of the Dharma image hangs down, sticks to the top of the head of the big day Tathagata, and then lifts it up slightly.

With a whoosh, the image of the Great Sun Tathagata that Shen Lang had just visualized disappeared without a trace and was caught by that spider thread.

Fished away?
Shen Lang's mind went blank for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he blinked in confusion:

what's the situation?
How come the Dharma image I visualized was fished away by someone inexplicably?

With his current level of Dharma cultivation, of course he still can't condense the "real person Dharma appearance".

The image of the big day Tathagata that was visualized was just outlined with the mind with a little power of the primordial spirit.

Therefore, if the visualized dharma image is fished away, it will not hinder his primordial spirit, but it will only cause him to waste the power of his primordial spirit in vain—if the dharma image is fished away after condensing the real person's dharma image, then the problem will be serious .

It is equivalent to the primordial spirit being taken away by someone, the body immediately becomes a living dead, and the primordial spirit will live and die involuntarily.

Of course, the Daoist Dharma condensed with the Yuanshen as the main body is the lifelong cultivation of a first-rank Daoist. It is strong enough to compete with the projection of the demon god in this world, and it is impossible to be fished away so easily.

Shen Lang was at a loss for a while, his eyes fixed:
"Is this the Spider Mother's latest way of revenge? Interfering with my cultivation? Trying to prevent my cultivation from the magic side? Make me miserable and ask for His forgiveness, and He uses this to manipulate me? Oh, if this is the case, Then you are wrong!"

If you are a serious monk, you will be tortured to the point of collapse if you are so tortured that you can't even practice "viewing thoughts" and can't make an inch of progress.

But the foundation of Shen Lang's magic cultivation is not at all in visualization.

He only needs to practice the monster taming formula, step by step to improve the level of the monster taming formula, and the level of spell cultivation can rise accordingly.

The idea of ​​cultivating the concept is just to increase the power of the spell, to have more means of confrontation with the soul, and to ensure that he can recover quickly after casting the spell-before the idea of ​​​​cultivating the concept, Shen Lang can only rely on natural sleep to recover after casting the spell, at least You have to sleep for eight hours to recover your energy and spells.

With the idea of ​​visualization, one or two hours of meditation is enough, which can save a lot of time.

"The majestic Star Abyss Demon God, playing this kind of childish tricks is like a brat, do you think it can scare me?"

Shen Lang sneered, raised his hand and pressed the thousand-year-old chalcedony jade pendant on his heart, feeling a little strange:
Doesn't it mean that this jade pendant can protect the primordial spirit and subdue inner demons and external demons?

How could the spider mother's spider silk break into my sea of ​​consciousness so neatly, like breaking through an empty door, and snatch away the Dharma image I visualized?

What is the exorcism seal doing?
Why not stop it?

Shen Lang frowned, muttered to himself for a while, and decided to try again.

Immediately, he formed the Dharma seal with his hands again, and visualized the image of the Great Sun Tathagata.

This time it was the same as before, he quickly outlined the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata, but in the next blink of an eye, a spider thread hung down into his sea of ​​consciousness, stuck it to the forehead of the Dharma Buddha Dharma Dharma, and caught it again in a blink of an eye. Walk.

Shen Lang's mind went blank again for a moment, and he was stunned for a while, pinched his brows, and said to himself with a bit of a headache:

"I'm really hooked up with me... Majestic Demon God, do you want to be so narrow-minded?"

But what puzzled him even more was that there was no response from the Exorcism Seal this time.

Still as if defenseless, let the spider silk come and go freely.

After much deliberation, Shen Lang couldn't figure out why this happened. He squeezed his brows and felt a headache for a while, thinking to himself:

"Venerable Liuli and Daoist Wanfa worked together to refine the Exorcising Magic Seal, mainly to prevent the spider mother from invading my dream again and cast a nightmare curse on me... So, this magic seal can only exert its maximum effect after I fall asleep. ?”

With this in mind, Shen Lang decided not to practice tonight, but to sleep first to see if the spider mother would fall asleep again.

For the sake of safety, he went directly to the Dianjingbi space to sleep, and called the little demons back to the space to accompany him by his side.

With a bit of delicate space as the first layer of defense, bathed in the light of the little moon of the Demon Taming Art, surrounded by little demons who communicate with him, and wearing a magic seal next to his body, Shen Lang does not believe that the spider mother can still be in his dreams. Among them, there are so many waves.

That night, Shen Lang really slept peacefully without any disturbance.

And in the dark space filled with endless black mist and countless spider silks hanging in the sky, two giant spiders are still engaged in that long-lasting fierce battle.

The city-like throne of bones had already been completely collapsed by the indestructible huge bodies of the two spiders and the endless spells.

Under the throne, the huge spider web that spread in all directions has also become a mess.

On the spider web, those half-human, half-spider monsters worshiping giant spiders were also crushed into pieces, and the flesh and plasma seeped into the ground, turning the large piece of soil into a dark red swamp full of flesh and blood.

These two spiders originated from one body, and their abilities are almost exactly the same.

But the spider with blood-red skin was a circle bigger than the spider with silver hair and silver horns, dark skin, and a golden vertical line between the brows. During the fierce fight, it gradually gained the upper hand with its larger and stronger body.

The silver-haired and silver-horned spider gradually became weak, and the human body was covered with scars. A large piece of carapace was also peeled off from the spider's body, and even two of its claws were broken.

But just when the blood-skinned spider had the upper hand and attacked violently, a phantom of a golden Buddha suddenly appeared above the head of the silver-haired and silver-horned spider.

This golden Buddha's shadow is not big, only the size of an ordinary human body, and the light that blooms is also very weak, barely illuminating the silver-haired and silver-horned spider.

Such a phantom would have been nothing but a joke in this demon-level battle.

however.

Just after the phantom appeared.

The silver-haired and silver-horned spider suddenly raised its head, and the golden vertical line between its brows suddenly opened, revealing a golden pupil.

The huge primordial spirit power of the demon god level, converted by the golden vertical pupil between its brows, turned into a brilliant golden light beam, shining on the golden Buddha phantom, and the golden Buddha phantom immediately rose in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into A golden Buddha with a height of hundreds of feet and a solid body, like a golden Buddha made of pure gold.

The facial features of the Golden Buddha are exactly the same as Shen Lang's.

Afterwards, the hundred-foot-long golden Buddha, supported by the golden light from the silver-haired and silver-horned spider's brow-centered pupils, formed a seal with its hands, and the Buddha's light bloomed all over its body, instantly illuminating the darkness and dispelling the fog.

The scorching sun-like Buddha's light shone on the blood-skinned spider, causing the blood-colored skin on the surface of its body to rise up with a large puff of blue smoke and a large number of bubbling bubbles.Billowing black smoke also quickly emitted from the spider's body, and the black carapace cracked and curled up, and large pieces fell off.

The blood-skinned spider let out a scream, and a large black mist suddenly rose from its body, covering it in an instant, resisting the Buddha's light.

The black mist was continuously melted by the Buddha's light and regenerated continuously, covering the blood-skinned spider all the time, preventing it from being directly illuminated by the Buddha's light.

After a stalemate for a while, the silver-haired and silver-horned spider couldn't hold on, and screamed at the blood-skinned spider shrouded in black mist. It shrank rapidly and turned into a small spider with silver fuzz on its head. Vertically, he climbed on a spider thread suspended out of nowhere, quickly climbed into the black clouds along this spider thread, and disappeared without a trace.

Without the support of its primordial spirit power, the Baizhang Golden Buddha continued to bloom its Buddha light while rapidly shrinking, and within a short while, it returned to its original phantom state of the size of an ordinary person.

With a puff, it dissipated like a bubble.

After the Buddha's light finally disappeared, the black mist around the blood-skinned spider also slowly disappeared.

The blood-skinned spider, covered with scars and scorched marks, looked up at the black clouds in the sky, opened its mouth full of fangs, and roared sharply. The roar was full of the pride of the winner.

……

Before waking up, Shen Lang had a strange dream.

He dreamed that he was sleeping on the bed in the house, and a little spider with silvery hairs on its head was hanging from the beam by a spider silk, landed on his nose, stared into his eyes, Rubbing a pair of fangs, it hissed, as if accusing him of not supporting it enough.

"Heh, you want me to support you? Yes, call Dad to listen."

Woke up here.

Shen Lang also didn't know whether that little spider called him father or not.

"Strange, how could I dream of such a strange little spider? She would accuse me... I was slapped twice by the spider mother before I went to bed, and caught my vision twice, so I think about it every day and dream at night? "

Shen Lang was a little confused.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't understand it, and I laughed at myself:
"Maybe I really succeeded in enlightening the spider mother. She came to find her father in her dream! Otherwise, I would sleep in the space of a fine pen, and I would have an exorcism seal guarding me. If it wasn't my fairy, how could I break into it?" into my dream?"

The Spider Mother is in the Demonic Palace in Yunding, and if the seal of the Demonic Palace is not broken, she cannot come to this world, so she can only go to her dream to find her father?
After enjoying himself for a while, Shen Lang went out of the fine brush space, washed up, made breakfast, had a hearty meal with the little demons, and then took the recommendation letter and tokens of Daoist Wanfa to the Taoist Temple of the Imperial Capital.

I'm going to study in a Taoist academy today, and I'm a little excited when I think about it.

The Imperial Capital Daoist Temple is located in the northwest corner of the capital. It is a small city within a city surrounded by walls, similar to the imperial city and palace city.

Not only is the access control strictly tight, there are also turret sentries on the top of the wall, and there are people patrolling day and night.

Shen Lang rode a newly bought big black horse, wobbled to the carriage and horse farm in front of the main entrance of the Taoist monastery, got off the horse, and led the horse to the gate of the Taoist monastery.

Under the city gate-like gate, sat a middle-aged man with a white face and beardless, basking in the sun while manicuring his nails.

However, the tool he used to manicure his nails was not a knife, but an inch-long sword light that burst out from his fingertips.

The guard seemed to be a fourth-rank martial artist, and Shen Lang sighed secretly when he saw it:

As expected of the Daoist Temple of the Imperial Capital, even the people who look at the gate are true energy warriors, what a big show!

[Ask for a ticket~! 】