One person and three dogs, the heavens walk sideways

Chapter 83 The Difficulty of Practice, Yellow Bud Panacea (for subscription)
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Uncle Jiu nodded: "I knew that Fellow Daoist was planning to do this. I tried it when I came back this morning, but it didn't work."

"The control method of this corpse refining is completely different from what Maoshan knows, and there is no trace of the person behind it."

"This person should have obtained some kind of evil inheritance."

Wan Yu was a bit surprised, Maoshan was very famous in the practice world, as long as he knew one or two tricks of Taoism, he would call himself a disciple of Maoshan.

With the help of Maoshan's reputation, a lot of money has been made outside, and there are also methods that Maoshan's techniques can't detect.

It seems that Mr. Feng Shui is not an ordinary person anymore, it is better to be careful when meeting him in the future.

"Forget it, let's call it a day, Brother Dao."

"Well, it's lucky that there wasn't too much damage in the town. Besides, I heard that people from another line of the Ren family are going to come to the town to take over the property of the Ren family. I'm afraid they will ask us to go for a notarization."

Wan Yu shook his head: "Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with me, and I don't bother to care about it."

"Also, I want to ask Brother Dao about one thing."

Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist said it right."

"In my practice these days, I feel that the progress is really too slow. It may take a year or a half to condense a ray of mana. This progress is really..."

Wan Yu said, with a bit of distress on his face: "I want to ask Brother Dao, is there any way to quickly increase mana."

"Ha ha……"

Uncle Jiu smiled lonely, and pulled Wan Yu into the main room, and suddenly sat cross-legged under the statue of Sanmao Zhenjun, and with a seal in his hand, Wan Yu suddenly felt that the free aura in the void became three points thicker.

"This is?"

Uncle Jiu said helplessly: "This is the spirit-gathering formation that I set up when setting up the dojo."

"The feng shui of Renjia Town is good, surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, walking around, the whole Renjia Town is like a pearl wrapped in it, and the aura is also very strong."

"However, in places like this, the aura is very thin, barely enough for cultivation."

"My dojo has the method of gathering spirits, so I can only do this, otherwise it will damage the ground veins and destroy Feng Shui."

Wan Yu nodded, and said with envy in his eyes: "Although it only increases the aura by three points, it can also greatly shorten the time."

No wonder there is only one Ninth Uncle cultivator here in this huge Renjia Town, and it turned out that he could only support one person.

The Taoist priest with four eyes is practicing in the deep mountains, and that Zhegu also occupies a town by himself.

This is all the case.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "Actually, it's not very useful. Of the three great ancestor dragons in the world, Kunlun monopolizes the second dragon. They were all beheaded by Liu Bowen back then."

"Only the Nanlong lineage is left, but when the Nanlong returns to the sea, all the aura flows into the sea, nourishing all things, and there is nothing we can do."

"Now I have 81 strands of mana, and my Qi training is perfect, but I can't touch the threshold of Zhoutian Realm."

"The aura in this dojo is nothing more than nurturing my dharma body all the time, and giving Wencai Qiusheng to practice."

"I see."

Wan Yu said lightly: "However, it is much stronger than Sanren sect."

"If fellow Taoists don't dislike it, it's okay to come to my dojo to practice. Anyway, Wencai Qiusheng's aptitude is too poor, and he doesn't need much aura."

Uncle Jiu was quite generous, but Wan Yu didn't agree.

It's useless to add three points of spiritual energy. Under normal circumstances, it takes at least a year and a half to condense a ray of mana. The further behind, the more difficult it is to condense mana.

According to the progress of Teacher Wan Yu's practice, it may take a hundred years to achieve the perfection of Qi training. He can't afford to wait for such a long time.

Immediately asked: "Aside from the method of practice in the dojo, are there other methods?"

"Have!"

While speaking, Uncle Jiu's brows were full of arrogance: "I have a panacea in Maoshan, called Huangya Dan."

"One pill can be used for three years of practice. My Maoshan True Inheritance will receive a bottle before I go down the mountain."

"Oh? Brother Dao, do you have any extra?"

Wan Yu was overjoyed, but Uncle Jiu shook his head: "It's gone, otherwise fellow Taoists think that poor Taoists have already completed Qi training at this age?"

Wan Yu: "..."

Uncle Jiu smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't be envious. It's not easy for me to refine Huangya Pill in Maoshan. Right now, there are no spiritual materials in the world. It's too difficult to refine Huangya Pill, and Maoshan doesn't have much in stock."

Then you say a dick!
Wan Yu was quite speechless, why did this old man become so black-bellied?

"Maoshan is worthy of being a Daoist sect!"

"Haha, what Fellow Daoist said is very true. My Maoshan disciple is still quite respected by the people in the world when he walks in the world."

Shaking his head, Wan Yu got up and prepared to say goodbye.

But Uncle Jiu held Wan Yu back, with a mysterious look on his face: "Fellow Daoist, how about we make a deal?"

"Brother Dao said it clearly, it doesn't matter if you make a deal or not."

"it is good!"

"Fellow Taoist, think about the efficacy of Huangya Pill. One pill is worth three years of practice. If you have three or five bottles, you can achieve perfection in Qi training at any time."

"I have the prescription of Huang Yadan in my hand, and I want to exchange three months with fellow Taoists to teach Wencai and Qiusheng Guoshu, how about it?"

"Dan Fang?"

Wan Yu was taken aback, isn't Uncle Jiu a bit of an empty-handed white wolf?

Wan Yu doesn't know whether the prescription of Huang Ya Dan is precious or not, but he himself said that spiritual materials are hard to find here.

Even if I have found all the materials, who can I turn to for alchemy?

However, after thinking about it, three months is fine, Danfang will hold it in his hands first, and let's not consider the latter matters for the time being.

Secondly, practice in Uncle Jiu's dojo can also increase aura by three points, which is somewhat beneficial, and it is not difficult to teach Chinese martial arts.

Although walking in the world, slaying demons and eliminating demons entered the realm faster, but there are some insidious methods that Wan Yu can't guard against.

It is still necessary to condense mana as soon as possible and refine the natal magic weapon.

"Okay, I made the deal, but I can explain it in advance."

"Fellow Daoist said so."

Wan Yu nodded: "I will teach for three months, no matter how they practice during the period, fellow Taoists must not interfere."

"Qiu Sheng has a certain foundation, but it's barely bright, and his literary talent is even worse. In three months, all I can do is to rebuild their foundation."

Uncle Jiu smiled all over his face: "Okay, Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I will definitely not interfere!"

Wencai and Qiusheng's aptitudes are clear to Uncle Jiu. The two are currently cultivated, and Qiusheng barely reaches the edge of the foundation building, and there is a ray of mana in his body.

Wencai's physical training was not in place at all, and he practiced Qi directly, resulting in a serious loss of energy and aging.

The practice of orthodoxy is to forge the body and build the foundation and then train the qi, but there are so many practitioners in the world, not all of them have completed the process.

It is possible to practice Qi directly, but it is the foundation that is wasted, and the basic achievements will not be great in the future.

But in this dharma-ending era, those who can cultivate mana are three-point spiritual wisdom, and there is no way to pay too much attention to it.

Therefore, both Qiusheng and Wencai had a faint ray of mana in their bodies, and they could barely be regarded as practitioners.

This qualification is here, and at most he can reach the middle stage of Qi training in the future. Uncle Jiu didn't have much hope at all.

It's better to leave them with the means to save their lives. The cultivation of Wanyu's national art is the best in the world.

If the foundations of the two are rebuilt, maybe their achievements will be even higher in the future.

Uncle Jiu also wanted to pave the way for his apprentice, Wan Yu did it conveniently and didn't care.

"So, then three days later."

"Okay, fellow daoist, wait a moment, I'll go get the yellow bud pill formula."

With a smile on his face, Uncle Nine straightened his figure, and took out a piece of white paper with wet ink from the bedroom.

"This is the formula of Huangya Dan. I have indicated the ratio of spiritual materials, the method of refining and the control of the fire."

Wan Yu took a look, and a three-point smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

Danfang is true, there is no other, masters of Chinese martial arts all know medical skills, and secondly, they practiced Taoism in their previous lives, and they are also proficient in medical skills.

Wan Yu knows the medicinal materials in the prescription, the only thing is that the age and medicinal properties are very high, and it is indeed hard to find in the world.

"Thank you, I will come here in three days, Brother Dao also agreed with Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng."

Uncle Jiu nodded again and again: "Okay, I still have to trouble Fellow Daoist."

"It's okay."

After returning home with the Dan Fang, Wan Yu opened the Dan Fang and began to ponder.

There is no way for Wan Yu, the medicinal material in the Dan Fang, to practice, but he can also start to practice the heat and the method of processing medicinal materials.

Once all the medicinal materials are gathered, Wan Yu can try to refine them by himself.

At dinner time, Wan Yu bought two sacks of medicinal materials. Although they were all medicinal materials of Huang Ya Dan, their medicinal properties were too low.

For three days, I started to process medicinal materials in the morning, went to Jiushu Yizhuang to read books in the afternoon, and practiced at home in the evening.

……

Three days later, Wan Yu came to Uncle Jiu's Yi Zhuang early in the morning. Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng looked at Uncle Jiu's face and were a little bit cowering.

"Your uncle promised to be your teacher, and within three months, he will lead you to practice the way of national art and immortality."

"The two of you have poor aptitude and uncertain temperament. If you leave as a teacher in the future, the two of you will be in great danger if you eat this bowl of rice."

"It's your luck that your uncle agreed this time. His martial arts cultivation base is the best in the world. He doesn't ask you to learn seven points to be a teacher, but you must learn three points of the true biography, otherwise you will wait to become a teacher. Punish you!"

"Master..."

There was a bit of fear in the eyes of the two of them, and Wan Yu shook his head while watching from the side. The two of them had to change their minds first.

Uncle Jiu looked at Wan Yu, and Wan Yu got up: "Since I promised Brother Dao, I will be responsible to you."

"Three months, I hope you will be obedient, otherwise my method is not as benevolent as your master, copying scriptures."

The two had seen Wan Yu's strength and power, and they were so sad that they didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Yes, uncle."

"Okay, let's not talk about practicing Chinese martial arts today, let me try your depth first."

"Uncle, how do you try?"

The corner of Wan Yu's mouth twitched: "Simple, Renjia Town is not big, today's goal is to run around Renjia Town three times, about a hundred miles."

"It's seven o'clock in the morning, finish the run before four o'clock in the afternoon."

"One hundred miles?"

"This……"

"Master, we can't do it..."

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, "A hundred miles, my good guy, it seems like I can only travel a hundred miles a day, right?"
Wan Yu's face turned cold: "Is a hundred miles a lot?"

"You are all practitioners. Your body has long been washed by spiritual energy. You are much more powerful than ordinary people. A lot of miles?"

"Don't worry, I'll run with you."

"If you don't want to go, that's fine. If you can support me with a punch, how about you don't have to run?"

Saying that, Wan Yu's muscles and bones trembled, like a dragon and a tiger chanting each other, he punched out, and suddenly a burst of strength came out through his body, instantly smashing the stone mill in front of him into pieces.

There was a chill behind the two, and they looked at each other.

"Run, let's run!"

Wan Yu glanced at Uncle Jiu: "Brother Dao, let's go first. We don't need to prepare meals at noon, and prepare more in the evening."

Uncle Jiu worried: "Fellow Daoist, aren't you being a little harsh?"

Wan Yu shook his head: "Since Brother Dao entrusts it to me, then don't interfere, and see the results in three months."

With that said, he led the two of them out of Yizhuang.

(End of this chapter)