Reborn as a wolf

"Zixia Jue", one of the Four Books of Tianlong, is the most difficult local-level high-level exercise to practice. "The Secret Art" is definitely not something that can be achieved overnight, otherwise Tang Hui would not have told Tang Yan that "at least a few years, at most hundreds of years" before he could leave the closed door.

"Zixia Jue" collects the purple qi produced at the moment when the sun rises and the moon sets between the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon alternate. The cultivator absorbs this purple qi to quench the internal organs and achieve the effect of strengthening spells.

The water drops through the stone, and the rope saw the wood break.

The daily practice of "Zixia Jue" is only for a cup of tea in the early morning, after which the purple energy will no longer grow between the heaven and the earth, so it will take countless years for a practitioner to practice "Zixia Jue" to great success.

If it weren't for the "Zixia Jue" that can enhance the power of spells and strengthen the internal organs, it would be completely useless among a large number of high-level exercises at the prefectural level.

"Mountain and River Jue" absorbs the spirit of mountains and rivers, and the holy land of the monster clan has hundreds of thousands of mountains, how can it lack the aura of mountains and rivers and valleys? Even if it is the territory of the human race, there is never a shortage of famous mountains and great rivers, so practicing "Mountain and River Jue" is the easiest way to achieve great success Yes, this guy Tang Hui has already mastered the "Shanhe Jue" practice to the pinnacle.

The second is "Tianzi Jue", "Tianzi Jue" is not a tailor-made exercise for today's emperor or the emperor. Practicing "Tianzi Jue" is to absorb the luck of the dynasty. As for luck and merit, it is better than heaven and earth Qi and the essence of the sun and the moon are even more mysterious. Without the "Tianzi Jue" cheat book in hand, Tang Hui can't even see the luck.

But luck does exist, such as air, which cannot be seen, touched, or smelled, but no one denies the existence of air, so luck also exists objectively.

And the final "Lingyuan Jue" is to turn all the [-] acupoints around the body into small dantians, which are in the shape of a cyclone. The nine cyclones are equivalent to the dantian under the lower abdomen. Once the "Lingyuan Jue" is practiced, It is equivalent to twelve times the spiritual power reserve of other ordinary monks.

Tang Huiguang turned the five internal organs of his body into five dantians, and exhausted countless spiritual stones, pills, magic weapons, and even genius treasures to fill the spiritual power of the other five dantians. If one acupoint is transformed into a dantian, it must be supported by spiritual veins.

After Tang Hui brushed Wei Yang back, he stood in front of the window and fell into deep thought, as if he had figured out a hint of the mystery of his failure to hit the golden core realm.

Looking at his cultivation history, he first cultivated demon power in Langya Mountain, then cultivated spiritual power in Lianhua Peak of the Beast Sect, and cultivated ghost power in Tongue Pulling Hell of Bibo Pool in Jiuhua Mountain, and then practiced "Shanhe Jue". "It absorbs the energy of mountains, rivers and earth, and now it is practicing "Zixia Jue" to absorb the purple energy produced by the alternation of the sun and the moon.

The variety of his cultivation is unheard of and unseen in the entire cultivation world.

The essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of heaven and earth, the power of ghosts, the energy of mountains and rivers, and the purple energy of the sun and the moon.

His dantian is filled with all kinds of power.

As the saying goes: "There is a specialization in the art industry."

After all, a person's energy is limited, and he can only achieve success in one of the attainments, but Tang Hui is like a big melting pot, covering everything, the cultivation methods of the monster race, the cultivation methods of the human race, and the cultivation methods of the ghost race, he practiced them all. Pass.

He was so greedy that he tried to break into the realm of alchemy and achieve colorful golden alchemy. It was like a dream, and with a light touch, it was shattered and nothing was left.

Tang Hui has also seen the Golden Elixir of Poison Toad, one of the 72 Cave Demon Kings. According to common sense, he should belong to the demon clan, absorbing the holy fetus energy and essence of Poison Toad, supplemented by countless high-grade pills, and even 2 The ten-thousand-year-old eight-leaf dragon flower, and then calcined with glazed pure fire, not to mention six golden pills, but one monster clan golden pill should be a matter of course.

In fact, it was Tang Hui who wanted to go wrong at this time.

He thought that other golden elixir monks only had one lower dantian, so they would naturally achieve one golden elixir; he had six dantians, so he should have six golden elixir.

In fact, there is never a shortage of talented people in the cultivation world. They have cultivated the second dantian at Tanzhong acupoint, but they have only cultivated a golden elixir. According to Tang Hui's understanding, if they practice "Lingyuan Jue", wouldn't they have to Cultivate one hundred and eight golden pills? !

This is absolutely impossible!

The golden elixir is the trinity of essence, qi, and god of the cultivator, and then conceives the Yuanying and Yuanshen.

There is always only one natal soul, so there can only be one golden elixir that conceives the soul and even the soul. As for the so-called second soul or incarnation outside the body, it is just a trace of the split of the soul.

Tang Hui, who had thought through this level, suddenly realized, like enlightenment.

Now in his dantian, there is no monster power, no spiritual power, no ghost power, all of them will no longer exist under the burning of the glazed forbidden fire.

Be it demon power, spiritual power, or ghost power, they all belong to mana.

Fortune comes and disaster depends on, disaster comes and good fortune lies.

Losing all his mana this time gave Tang Hui a chance to start from scratch, at least he would not cultivate so complicated mana like last time.

Of course ghost power would not be considered by Tang Hui, so should he cultivate the demon power of the monster race or the spiritual power of the human race?

Tang Hui muttered, relying on his semi-immortal body, Tang Hui's re-cultivation speed was absolutely no less than that of cultivators such as "Buddhist", "Daoying", "Wutai", and "Sword Embryo".

At this time, Tang Hui stared at the brass incense burner on the table from the corner of his eye, and then smiled freely. He had made a decision in his heart and practiced spiritual power.

This brass incense burner is not a great magic weapon, but a low-grade spiritual weapon. Ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons are not worth five or six hundred middle-grade spirit stones, but this brass incense burner is different.

This brass censer is actually not a censer, but an alchemy furnace, and it was one of the alchemy furnaces of the Yaowang Valley Yaoshenzong before it fell. Tang Hui once wandered out of his body in the alchemy room of the Yaowang Valley, and there were many semi-finished products The elixir is stored in the alchemy furnace, so it can be seen at a glance that this brass censer is an alchemy censer.

With the demise of one of the top ten sects, the Yaoshenzong, the leader Zhao Huangchao disappeared, and after the Yaozu Cave 72 Yaowang left, the ruins of the Yaowang Valley were naturally looted by a large number of casual cultivators or monks from small sects. Dig three feet into the ground, hoping to find those few fallen pills.

It is estimated that this brass incense burner has gone through several ups and downs in the past few months, and somehow it has reached the Peach Blossom Building in Jingzhou City.

According to common sense, things in the cultivation world generally do not fall into the hands of mortals, but this brass incense burner is obviously an exception, or maybe a certain cultivator took this because he had no money to pay the bill after being raped in Taohualou Brass censer foreclosure.

Tang Hui does not intend to absorb the free and thin spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth step by step. He wants to restore the six dantians to the peak period and the cultivation base of the late return to the void. I don't know if it will take hundreds of years. He didn't have the strength to snatch it. As for the spirit stone and the spirit vein, the third disciple Ye Chao had already been asked to find it. The only way left was alchemy.

Directly devouring heaven, material and earth treasures, obviously without configuring auxiliary materials, the refining effect of the elixir is obvious.

Anyway, he has both the alchemy furnace and the tinder of Liuli Jinghuo in his hand, what he lacks is the alchemy formula.

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The Taoist temple is the place where one can observe the Tao.

A renunciate is one who is born.

Qingrong Temple in Jingzhou City is famous in Jingzhou City for its towering ancient trees. The road to the Taoist temple to burn incense is covered with greenery.

Qingrong Temple has always had a deep relationship with officials of Jingzhou City, big and small, like Wei Hongwu, the lord of Jingzhou City who advocates Taoism. The staff of the Immortal Master was recommended by Taoist Qinghuai.

Nowadays, the prosperous dynasty worships Taoism and destroys Buddhism, and many monks and monks rush into the Taoist temple for refuge. Too many mouths are forced to eat and die.

Respecting the Buddha, demoting the Buddha, advocating the Dao and restraining the Dao are nothing but the political tactics of the current emperor in the prosperous dynasty.

Among the monks staying at Qingrong Temple, Zen Master Yideng is the most famous. In the past half a year, the monks have been exchanging ideas with each other. It's vulgar if you don't listen to it.

At night, the night of the Taoist temple is blue and close to ink. There is only one place where a lantern is hung, and the lights are dim. Some unique flavors.

The old Taoist with white hair and childlike face, holding a fly whisk in his arms, sitting on the ground with his back against the porch pillar, is the Taoist Qinghuai who is proficient in Zhaijiao rituals.There was an old monk beside him clapping his hands lightly, humming to himself, "Take the swallow's mouth mud, shave off the golden makeup on the Buddha's face, cut off the mosquito's leg meat..." He was exiled from Yanzhou to Jingzhou during the catastrophe of extermination of Buddha. Zen Master Yideng.

At the end of the song, the people are still there, and the two old people look at each other and smile.

Zen Master Yideng asked softly: "Old friend Qinghuai, the poor monk heard in Yanzhou that there was a Guqin from Lei's family in Qingrong Temple. Back then, Lei's family went to die with the subjugated monarch. It can be said that it has been smashed to pieces, so I wonder if this qin can still play music?"

The old Taoist said with regret: "When the poor Taoist got it, most of the 'Tiandian Lei' had been burned, and there was not a single string left. Every time the survivors of the subjugated country cried and cried."

Zen Master Yideng sighed, "Depending on origin and extinction."

The old Taoist raised his head to look at the high-hanging lanterns, and suddenly said with a smile: "The Buddhist and Taoist families are not just bluebottles competing for blood, and termites competing for nests."

The old monk nodded, and after a silence, he asked, "What do you think of Wei Hongwu, the Lord of Jingzhou?"

The Taoist also talked freely, saying: "Naturally, the heart of the Tao is solid."

The old monk smiled serenely, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, the Taoist was looking at the red lanterns, and the monk was looking at a string of windless and dumb iron horse wind chimes with his head tilted.

"Boom...boom"

When the door was knocked, Taoist Qinghuai counted his fingers, frowned slightly, and said, "Why is it him?"

Standing at the door is Wei Yang, the eldest son of Wei Hongwu, the lord of Jingzhou.