The Dream Master

Shen Luo turned a corner, and a rockery appeared in sight.

The top of the highest peak of the rockery was shoveled very flat, forming a platform several feet in size, on which a figure sat cross-legged, it was Yu Yan.

At this moment, he made a seal with both hands in the shape of a treasure bottle, his eyes closed tightly, his mouth and nose breathed slowly, and his breath was extremely slow.

Between the mouth and nose, two fingers of milky white gas were faintly visible, coming in and out, and a white halo was looming on the top of the head.

"This is the real way of cultivating immortals!" Shen Luo's eyes widened, feeling a little excited.

The reason why he did not hesitate to pay a lot of money to worship the Spring and Autumn Views in order to be able to obtain real Taoist magic, so that he can be reborn and prolonged.

However, "Xiao Hua Yang Gong" can only conceive the power of Yang Gang and strengthen the body, and it cannot be compared with the real Taoism.

Shen Luo couldn't help standing in place, staring blankly at everything in front of him.

As time passed, the moon sank to the west, and the falling moonlight began to diminish.

The white halo on top of Yu Yan's head drifted away, his hands in front of him made a retraction movement, the milky white gas between his nose also suddenly disappeared, and his cultivation stopped.

Shen Luo suddenly woke up, and hurriedly retracted his body into the shadow, turning around and leaving quietly.

It's just that he stood for too long before he knew it, his feet were completely numb, and he didn't listen to his instructions, his body shook, and he hit the wall next to him with a muffled noise.

The sound was not loud, but in the quiet environment at this moment, it was quite obvious.

"That's bad!" Shen Luo scolded himself inwardly, hoping that Yu Yan didn't notice the movement here.

"Is it Shen Xian's nephew?" It was a pity that things backfired and Yu Yan's voice came slowly.

Shen Luo's heart shuddered and turned around, only to see that Yu Yan had come down from the rockery at some point, standing not far in front, and looked over slightly.

"The younger generation inadvertently saw his uncle doing exercises and found it very magical. I couldn't help watching it for a while, and please forgive me." Shen Luo bowed and said apologetically.

"It's nothing, I don't have as many stinky rules as others, so I just watched it. It just so happens that I don't have much sleep now, so let me sit there for a while." Yu Yan said nonchalantly, and then turned towards the front of the pond. Go to a pavilion.

Shen Luo followed limpingly and secretly ran "Xiao Hua Yang Gong". After mobilizing the blood flow in his body, the discomfort on his feet gradually disappeared.

The two sat down in the pavilion, Yu Yan flicked his sleeves, and two dishes, a pot of wine, and two wine glasses flew out of it.

The liquor flows into the body along the throat, and the rich aroma of the liquor spreads like flames, echoing between the internal organs, making people feel refreshed.

Shen Luo only felt that the power of Yang Gang condensed by practicing "Small Hua Yang Gong" in his body was inspired by this liquor, and he wandered through the meridians in his body.

Not only that, a trace of cool air gushed out from his internal organs and merged into this Yang Gang. The Yang Gang's power actually increased by a few points, almost surpassing his previous small half-month penance.

Shen Luo was pleasantly surprised, and a little greedily stared at the hip flask, wishing to grab it and drink it all.

"Hehe, how about this wine?" Yu Yan himself raised his head and drank a full glass, but he looked at the change of calm expression in the corner of his eyes, and asked with a smile.

"It's really good wine. The younger generation has drunk a lot of good wines before, but compared with your spirit wine, they are all like white water. Such a good wine, I don't know what materials are used to brew it?" Shen Luo graciously gave Yu Yan Full, asked.

"Why, I think my wine is good, I want to find out the recipe to brew it myself?" Yu Yan squinted and said with a deep smile.

"I can't hide anything from my uncle." Shen Luo's mind was peeped through, and he smiled.

"It doesn’t matter if the formula tells you, have you ever heard of the Snow Mountain Spirit Snake? This thing is once in a thousand years, and it’s hard to buy.

"Moreover, even if you get the recipe, it's useless. In addition to the snake gall soaking, you also need to burn it with spiritual fire. Although you were wearing a Taoist gown before, you can see that you have not practiced the aisle method, how can you use the spiritual fire? "Yu Yan seemed to be quite greedy, and drank it again.

Shen Luo just laughed a few times, his hand movement was not slow, he hurried to accompany a drink, and secretly ran "Xiao Hua Yang Gong", the cool air in the refining wine, the power of Yang Gang in the body increased a little .

"Uncle Yu, you have studied the technique of talisman carefully. The younger generation has a talisman for a long time, but I don't know whether it is correct or not. I wonder if I can give some pointers?" Shen Luo poured a glass of wine for Yu Yan and asked hesitantly.

"Oh, what talisman, let's draw it and see."

Yu Yan flicked his sleeves casually, and there were a few more cyan talisman papers on the table, a small white cup containing a crimson liquid, thick as blood, but not much fishy, ​​and a white jade pen.

There are several spiritual writings on the jade pen, and the end is a clump of golden hair, each of which is faintly shiny, obviously not ordinary hair.

Shen Luo suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep breath, took the jade pen and filled it with the red liquid, concentrated his attention, and began to draw the little thunder talisman.

This means that the hair on the tip of the jade pen is soft and hard, and it is ten times easier to use than the pen he usually uses.

And those red liquids are also different from the black dog blood he used before. Not only will it not freeze, but you can also vaguely feel an invisible air flowing in it, so you can better grasp the situation of the symbol.

But half a quarter of an hour, Xiao Lei Fu's rune has been drawn.

Shen Luo felt that this time he painted better than any previous time. Maybe he could succeed, but it was a pity that he didn't have the original stone in his hand and couldn't move it.

"Oh, it turned out to be Xiaolei Talisman. It is a rather complicated low-level talisman. For you now, it is really difficult." Yu Yan glanced at the talisman in front of Shen Luo and said casually.

"Please also uncle for advice." Shen Luo hurriedly bowed his hands.

"Although the strokes are smooth, it's a pity that the expression is discordant and the rune is intermittent, but it's just a fake rune." Yu Yan picked up the rune paper, and a light flashed across his fingertips.

With a "chi" sound, the Fulu broke into pieces, turning into a bright white light, but it still didn't turn into lightning.

Shen Luo stared blankly, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"The way of the talisman is unfathomable. Each talisman needs to master its essence to succeed. For this little thunder talisman, the essence is to use the power of humans to communicate the power of heaven and earth, and to inscribe the runes on the talisman paper , Is the key. When drawing a talisman, the three elements must be integrated, that is, the essence, spirit, and energy of the person must be merged into the talisman, and the talisman will be smooth and unimpeded from beginning to end to succeed." Yan glanced at Shen Luo and said earnestly.

"Then how can we achieve the integration of the three into one?" Shen Luo couldn't help asking, listening attentively.

There is a similar statement in the "Secret Talisman Talisman Zhenjian", but he didn't have anyone to point him at the time, and he saw it in a cloud of fog, which was far less straightforward than Yu Yan's explanation today.

Chapter Thirty Five