Journey to the West: Swallowed the Transformation Pill at the beginning

Chapter 78 Liu Ming is determined to practice martial arts

Wen Dao, cultivating the awe-inspiring energy to temper the body and strengthen the soul, does not cause excessive damage to the body like martial arts immortals, nor does it do powerful damage to one's own body by extracting qi and blood to nourish the body like ghosts and immortals, but the attack method Most of them focus on control and assistance, which can weaken the warrior's own energy and blood, and can also restrain the various methods of the ghosts and immortals.

But in terms of attack, a monk at the Confucian level is not as strong as a monk who practices martial arts.

The basic realm of literature and Taoism is divided into seven realms: Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Gongshi, Juncai, Great Confucianism, and Literary Sage, which correspond to the four realms of refining and transforming Qi on the way to immortality.

After the literary monks reach the peak of literary saints, they will be led by their own awe-inspiring aura to a mysterious space to undergo a literary test.

After passing through, the space guides the awe-inspiring righteousness in the body of the literary monks and condenses the heavenly realm.

At this point, the combat effectiveness of the literary monks was equal to that of the Celestial Immortal monks of the same realm.

"Judging from the introduction on the bamboo slips, Cai Yong's literary and moral cultivation is only in the middle stage of a talented person. If he wants to be promoted to the realm of Confucianism, he can only go further if he has great achievements in the six arts of a gentleman or in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

After the Confucian incarnation finished speaking, he continued to think, "There are still nine years until the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Four years later, He Jin died at the hands of the Ten Constant Attendants, Dong Zhuo entered the capital, and cholera broke out in the world. The troubled times of the Han Dynasty began... Well "

The Confucian incarnation suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and said helplessly, "I woke up so soon, forget it, let's go back and have a rest first!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Ming's body fell directly on the chair behind him.

After a moment and three moments, Liu Ming's eyes opened and returned to the innocence of the child before.

"Sorry, third brother, I'm going to be very hungry tomorrow!"

After saying that, Liu Ming jumped down from his chair, ran to the table and ate fruit snacks.

At this moment, the door to the room was pushed open.

A woman in a red wedding dress walked into the house.

Liu Ming, who was eating fruit, opened his eyes curiously when he saw the woman, and asked obediently, "Are you my aunt?"

The woman looked at the little bun in front of her, and the maternal nature in her heart was suddenly aroused. She nodded and said, "Well, I am your aunt. Are you Ming'er?"

Liu Ming nodded, put down the fruit and ran to the woman, "Then have a good rest, aunt, and will go back tomorrow!"

"Don't go!"

Looking at the cute and well-behaved baby in front of her, the woman immediately hugged him, took him aside and started teasing him.

In the sky, Tang Xingyu looked at everything below, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and scolded the incarnation of Confucianism over and over in his heart a hundred and eighty times.

At this time, the Third Prince Nezha, who had wandered around Luoyang, also flew back. Seeing Tang Xingyu's strange appearance, he quickly asked, "Brother Tang, what's wrong with you!"

"fine!"

Tang Xingyu looked like he was gritting his teeth, "I'm thinking about whether to go and tear up my idiot incarnation!"

Nezha looked at Tang Xingyu's face and he looked like he had swallowed dead flies. He quickly changed the topic and chatted with him about what happened that day.

"Let me tell you Brother Tang, the Jade Emperor is definitely abusing me..."

Night fell quickly, and Nezha finished pouring out the pain of the day. "Anyway, no Jade Emperor would do this. I will go back to Heaven later and ask him to send me more manpower. Otherwise, I will go on strike!"

At this moment, the moon and stars in the sky suddenly shone, and then a beam of light flew out and flew into the Cai Mansion.

The sudden beam of light suddenly caught the attention of the two people.

Nezha looked at the source of the light beam in the sky, his eyes widened, "Are the people in the Moon Palace Fairy Chang'e or Lord Taiyin?"

"I don't know, but it can't be Lord Taiyin Star, right?"

Tang Xingyu scratched his head, "It's impossible for Taiyin Xingjun to let Wenquxingjun's reincarnation be his father, otherwise how will they get along with each other when they return to heaven in the future."

"You guessed it wrong!"

A strange man's voice sounded. Tang Xingyu and Nezha turned around and saw a man covered in golden armor appearing in front of them.

"Golden Crow God General!"

Nezha was stunned and said, "Why, you, the number one general under Sun Xingjun, have been sent out anyway!"

"In the name of Lord Star, I will protect the law for Lord Taiyin Star!"

As soon as the words "Dharma Protector" came out, Tang Xingyu and Nezha's mouths grew bigger, and they both suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

"You heard it right, Xingjun was indeed reincarnated here!"

The Golden Crow God General repeated it again, and Nezha asked curiously, "Why, hasn't Sister Chang'e not yet reincarnated? Why did Taiyin Xingjun come down first?"

Listening to Nezha's words, the Golden Crow Divine General remained silent, with a hint of fear in his eyes, obviously not daring to reveal anything.

The three of them continued to spy on Cai's every move from the sky until three months later!

"On Wuchen in the fourth month of summer, the Marquis of Jin, Duke of Song, Gui Fu of Qi, Cui Yao, and Xiaozi of Qin came to Pu in the city. The Chu army abandoned it with its back on its back, and the Marquis of Jin suffered from it. Listening to the recitation of the commentators, they said: "Every time in Harada, Abandoning the old and replacing it with the new is a strategy..."

In the study room of Cai Mansion, Liu Ming was holding a bamboo slip from Zuo Zhuan and reciting it attentively.

"Tomorrow!"

At this time, Cai Yong suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"Uncle!" Liu Ming quickly put down the bamboo slips in his hand and stepped forward to salute, "Uncle, do you have anything to do with Ming'er?"

"nothing!"

Cai Yong looked at Liu Ming and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Ming'er, do you still remember Wang Yue?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Ming immediately thought of a middle-aged man dressed as a general who came to congratulate Cai Yong when he got married half a year ago, and nodded quickly.

Cai Yong sighed and said, "Wang Yue came to me today and said that you have excellent bones and it's time to practice. He offered to accept you as his disciple and wanted to teach you the swordsmanship!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Liu Ming was stunned. After a long time, he asked Cai Yong, "What does uncle mean?"

"Wang Yue is a master of swordsmanship today, and he is also a master at the peak of Grand Master. He is only one step away from becoming a martial arts saint. If not for Guangwu..."

At this point, Cai Yong suddenly stopped talking and asked again, "So, what are your plans tomorrow?"

Looking at Cai Yong's appearance, Liu Ming lowered his head and then raised his head and said, "Uncle, if I practice literary methods tomorrow, what are the chances of avenging my parents with my own hands!"

"It's difficult. After all, the leader of that group of bandits is an innate master."

Cai Yong didn't hold back, "If you continue to study the way of literature, you won't be able to find a chance for revenge until you become a literary saint, or go one step further!"

After listening to Cai Yong's words, Liu Ming lowered his head again, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

Looking at Liu Ming's look, Cai Yong knew that the child had made his choice and sighed, "Uncle understands. Tomorrow uncle will take you to see Wang Yue!"

After saying that, Cai Yong walked out of the room in despair.

"Uncle is very sad!"

Liu Ming whispered, "Third brother, did you do something wrong tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is right!"

The Confucian incarnation in Liu Ming's body immediately said, "And your uncle didn't blame you, so don't think about it anymore!"

After finishing speaking, the avatar of the Confucianism school paused and said, "By the way, how is your "Nine Tripods Refining Gods Picture" doing?"

"I have finished watching the third cauldron. The soul is swimming under the moonlight, and I no longer feel any pain!"

Listening to Liu Ming's words, the Confucian incarnation nodded, "Okay, starting from tomorrow, you will hand over the control of your body to me. I have already wanted to see what kind of strength Wang Yue has!"

(End of this chapter)