Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

In Dantian.

The colorless cyclone quietly condenses.

It is the first bit of the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Dharmas that will naturally condense after the introduction of Ten Thousand Methods and One Intention Kung Fu.

With the birth of the Mother Qi of All Dharmas, the magic power of water, wood and earth in the Dantian of Wang Yan's body was involved in the Mother Qi of All Dharmas.

The speed is neither fast nor slow, but after all, Wang Yan is the foundation of heaven and has a deep foundation. While his magic power is absorbed by the mother energy of all laws, new magic power is continuously generated in his body.

It would probably take another two or three years to convert all the mana in the body into the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Dharma.

Coupled with the gold and fire magic power of the second Dantian, it takes about four years.

Wang Yan tried it and found that no new consumable items appeared in the Shouyuan panel. Obviously, this step could not be skipped directly.

But even if he could cross it, Wang Yan would not do it. Yao Wudi had warned before that the transformation process of the Ten Thousand Methods Mother Qi is very important. After becoming familiar with this process, he would like to use the Ten Thousand Methods Mother Qi to transform the power of other attributes in the future. , to be able to act like an arm.

This is a progressive relationship.

Wang Hao carefully understood the process of transformation of the mother energy of all dharma.

He found that this Ten Thousand Dharma Mother Qi was quite strange. Although it was transformed from the three elements of water, wood and fire, it was not inclined to any attributes at all and was in a state of 'nothing'.

And this also makes the mother energy of all magic seem mediocre compared with any kind of magic power.

Wang Yan tried to use the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Methods to cast spells, but soon discovered that the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Methods, which did not have attribute characteristics, naturally lost the power of the attribute mana.

For example, when casting fire spells, there is no explosive effect that fire spells should have.

"The power has dropped by at least 20%..."

Wang Ba felt the changes after the magic power was transformed into the Qi of the Mother of All Dharma, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

This book is an important process in the cultivation of Ten Thousand Methods and One Intention Gong.

Just like a silkworm chrysalis turning into a butterfly, it always has to go through a downturn before it can bloom.

Moreover, now that he is within the sect, his safety is guaranteed, and he does not need to worry about his safety after his strength is temporarily weakened.

"However, four years is not a long time. It will probably be quite difficult to obtain the remaining four techniques."

Wang Hao pondered in his heart.

According to the borrowing price of the four techniques in the Wanxiang Sutra Library of the Qing Emperor, it is almost 20,000 points of merit.

Step by step, he will have to work for another six to seven hundred years.

This is unacceptable to Wang Ba.

"We still need to find a way to get in touch with fellow students and find out if there are other ways to obtain meritorious deeds."

These thoughts flashed through Wang Ba's mind, and he immediately calmed down and continued to realize the changes in his dantian.

…

Shaoyang Mountain.

The shape of the mountain is majestic and majestic, like a black dragon lying on its back.

There is a rather conspicuous ancient stone gate on the mountainside.

There are colorful floating lights flashing in the stone gate.

Here is the entrance to the Wanxiang Sutra Library.

All kinds of ancient books, jade slips, etc. obtained by the Wanfeng inheritance within the Wanxiang Sect and countless senior monks are included in it.

There are a few stars in the night sky and the moon is dim.

But in the eyes of the monks, it is no different from the daytime.

Yao Wudi's figure quietly landed in front of the Wanxiang Scripture Library.

He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the stone gate in front of him, which was still the same as before, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he also traveled back and forth with other disciples here, eager to learn.

However, more than two thousand years later, except for a few of the same generation who joined the sect in the past and earned a lot of longevity from this world, the others have already died.

Time is ruthless.

Even a monk is nothing compared to heaven and earth.

And after he became successful in self-cultivation, he has not been here for more than a thousand years.

Sensing Yao Wudi's unconcealed aura, the figure of a young monk with half-black and half-white hair quietly appeared above the stone door.

The young monk was clearly standing on the stone door, but his whole body seemed to be completely separated from the world.

Around the body, there is a mysterious aura hovering, like the thick earth in the sky, which is impossible to detect.

His eyes fell on Yao Wudi, slightly surprised:

"Junior Brother Yao..."

"Senior Brother Pang."

Seeing this young monk, Yao Wudi's eyes were slightly surprised, but his attitude also showed a rare hint of respect:

"It turns out that Senior Brother Pang is guarding here, but Junior Brother never knew about it."

The young monk has an easy-going attitude:

"You don't come here often. I've been here for three to four hundred years...why do you suddenly think of coming here?"

Mentioning this, Yao Wudi couldn't help but coughed dryly and hesitated:

"Isn't this, ahem, accepting a disciple... As a result, alas, as you know, Senior Brother Pang, our Wan Dharma Lineage needed to raise the Five Elements Kung Fu to enter the Tao from the very beginning. As a result, Lingweizi and the four of them deliberately avoided me. The sister-in-law of Renshuimai is interesting enough...but this is still missing four books, so I was just thinking about it..."

"The autumn wind is coming?"

The young monk smiled lightly and completed what Yao Wudi didn't say.

Yao Wudi didn't feel embarrassed when he heard this. Seeing that the other party was criticizing him, he simply broke the jar and threw it:

"Since senior brother is the guardian of the scripture library, that's the best thing. Senior brother, you can open a record for my apprentice, and I don't need to borrow it. I can just teach it myself when I get back."

The young monk still smiled slightly at Yao Wudi's words, seemingly not surprised.

"I haven't seen you for so long, and my junior brother is still such a scoundrel."

"However," the young monk shook his head slightly and said, "I am only responsible for guarding the scripture library here, and I have no ability to record it for you. You are looking for the wrong person when you come to me."

Yao Wudi was startled when he heard this, as if he didn't dare to believe it, but he quickly reacted and said urgently:

"Senior brother, you are not interesting enough. As a dignified god, don't you have the right to record a few exercises in private?"

"Of course there is, but..."

The young monk showed helplessness.

"I won't give it to you."

A misty voice suddenly sounded in front of the stone door.

Yao Wudi's heart was shocked, his consciousness rolled up, and he raised his head and looked up at the three halls.

Under the empty moonlight, he saw nothing, but he seemed to be able to clearly feel that above the three halls, there were two mysterious and solemn palaces slowly moving.

On one of the Xuan palace gates, there are two seal characters "Taihe" faintly engraved.

Deep in the Xuan Palace, he could faintly feel a pair of eyes full of ruthlessness and mystery, looking at him.

Under the gaze of those eyes, he was instantly like a small boat in the turbulent waves, feeling a powerlessness that he had not felt for a long time...

But the voice spoke again:

"You have been practicing for so long, and the sect has invested a huge amount of resources in you, even giving up some disciples who had the hope of becoming a god. However, the result is that you still have no hope of becoming a god, and , the end of your life is coming soon."

"It can be seen from this that the ten thousand dharma lineage, even though it is mysterious, is no longer applicable to today's times. This lineage is already a dead end. Practicing this way is just a waste of scarce resources. Now the heaven is in decline and the floods are overwhelming. …”

The young monk surnamed Pang on one side turned slightly aside intentionally or unintentionally, and stopped in front of Yao Wudi.

Yao Wudi regained consciousness.

Hearing that voice, Yao Wudi bit his tongue immediately, broke away from the previous illusion, and said angrily:

"One lineage of all methods is not a dead end!"

"I'm not arguing with you. Whether it's a dead end or not is self-evident."

"When Patriarch Chongyuan founded the sect, he was unconventional and had the ambition to embrace all rivers. Could it be that the second elder wants to overthrow him?!"

"Times have changed, and when Patriarch Chongyuan was around, the world had not yet declined, and there were enough resources for you to squander. But in today's world, you have been guarding the Chen Kingdom for many years, haven't you seen it? At this moment, The ways of the ancestors are not enough!"

Before Yao Wudi could speak, an old and deep voice suddenly came from the Palace of Taihe:

"Elder Xun, be careful what you say!"

The heated debate suddenly stopped.

After a slight silence.

"yes."

In the Palace of Taihe, those emotionless eyes slowly withdrew their gaze.

His voice echoed in front of the stone door:

"The sect has its own rules, and everything must be done according to the rules of merit. This is the fairest way... Yao Wudi, if you are really capable, don't think of any heresy..."

Feeling the other party's aura fading away, the young monk surnamed Pang quietly took a step back.

Yao Wudi gritted his teeth and glanced in the direction of Taihe Palace.

However, he still solemnly saluted the young monk named Pang on the stone gate:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Pang, for taking action just now."

He was not an incompetent person. Although he had no power to fight back in front of the second elder, he could still feel the help from Senior Brother Pang just now.

Otherwise, given the second elder's unfathomable cultivation level, he would be invincible in the Nascent Soul Realm. It would not be that easy to speak freely in front of the other party.

"I didn't do you any favors."

The young monk surnamed Pang shook his head slightly and advised: "Your life is about to end, so the most important thing is to sprint towards becoming a god with all your heart."

After saying that, he sighed slightly, turned around, stepped slightly on his shoes, and disappeared in an instant.

Even Yao Wudi could only vaguely see some traces.

"Transformation into God..."

Yao Wudi's eyes revealed uncontrollable desire.

However, that desire soon dimmed.

He shook his head slightly:

"It's difficult..."

Yao Wudi took one step out of Shaoyang Mountain.

The surrounding night wind was blowing, and it was calm as usual. The heated argument he had with the second elder of Taihe Palace just now did not affect the outside world, but was restricted to an extremely small range.

Looking up at the night sky, the stars are dim and the moon is dim.

Recalling the argument just now, Yao Wudi was determined, but he was still stuck here after suffering for so long. At this moment, he could not help but feel a trace of confusion and annoyance in his heart.

"What should we do?"

But at this moment.

He was suddenly shocked, and his eyes couldn't help but look across the many mountain peaks to the Wanfa Peak in the distance.

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes!

"Mother Qi of All Laws?!"

"He... got started?"

Yao Wudi suddenly raised his head and looked at the dark moon above his head, even more stunned:

"This...this hasn't even lasted one night!"

"In less than one night, the initial bit of the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Dharmas was condensed..."

Yao Wudi couldn't help but focus his eyes and looked towards Wanfa Peak again.

The walls of Wang Ba's house seemed to not exist at all in his eyes.

He saw Wang Ba sitting cross-legged on a futon and practicing with his eyes closed.

I also saw Wang Hao using his Ten Thousand Dharma Mother Qi to cast spells...

"it is true!"

"He actually did it!"

In Yao Wudi's heart, he finally came to his senses, and immediately he couldn't help but stir up a storm.

The Ten Thousand Methods and One Intention Kung Fu are extremely complex. In his opinion, Wang Yan would need at least four to five years to get started.

This time is neither long nor short, but it is a necessary process for normal practice of Ten Thousand Methods and One Intention Gong.

Even people with extremely high talents can only shorten it but cannot ignore it.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, someone who is extremely compatible with the practice.

Although it is a bit exaggerated to get started successfully in less than one night, it is still possible for such people.

"So, my good disciple is probably born to suit my Wan Dharma lineage!"

"I really found a treasure!"

This idea immediately came to Yao Wudi's mind.

Of course, it's possible that Wang Yan has another secret, but he doesn't care about it, as long as the result is the same.

Thinking of this possibility, Yao Wudi couldn't help but look past the three halls again and looked at the location of the 'Taihe Palace'.

A complicated smile gradually appeared on his face:

"Wan Dharma Lineage, is this a dead end?"

"Is meritorious service the fairest rule in the sect..."

"I can also follow the rules."

Suddenly, he seemed to have made a decision.

His consciousness swept all around, and he seemed to notice something immediately. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly flew towards a mountain peak.

…

"call--"

Feeling the morning light falling from the outside world, Wang Yan finally finished his night of practice and slowly stood up.

But Bu Chan had already gotten up early in the morning, with a big belly, taking care of the Thousand God Trees, Spirit Rice, Spirit Plants, and many spiritual beasts.

Wang Hao had stored a lot of rations for the spirit beasts in his storage bag, so it was enough for a short period of time, but he couldn't hold on for long.

However, Wang Ba had already vaguely figured out a solution, but because he had just entered the sect, he was not too clear about the situation, so he did not take action immediately.

His eyes swept across Yao Wudi's room, but found no trace of Yao Wudi.

"It seems that Master didn't come back last night..."

Wang Ba glanced at it and didn't look much further. He immediately prepared the morning spiritual food with Bu Chan.

Although they are already foundation-building monks, they have never given up this habit.

Use Ling yam and Ling beans to squeeze juice and mix it into Ling rice to make porridge. The aroma is fragrant and moisturizes the five internal organs.

After that, I simply made some egg pancakes and so on.

After preparing the food one by one and putting it on the table, Wang Hao saw a figure suddenly fall down.

"Master, you're back just in time, let's have breakfast together."

Wang Bao greeted quickly.

However, he immediately noticed something was wrong, and his eyes quickly fell on Yao Wudi.

"Master... why are you wearing a shirt?"

Yao Wudi doesn't like to wear tops. Anyway, Wang Ba has never seen him wearing tops since he became his disciple.

"Haha, when you meet Uncle Master, you can't stay naked. Hey, this porridge is good, let me try it."

Yao Wudi casually excused himself, strode over, sat down at the table, and sat down on the wooden stool made by Wang Ba with his bare hands.

After drinking the spiritual rice porridge in one gulp, Yao Wudi showed a comfortable expression.

Then he took out a few things from his sleeves, placed them on the table, and then floated away.

Wang Hao was stunned, looked down, and saw four jade slips falling on the table.

I'm a little short today, mainly because it's Chinese Valentine's Day, forgive me...