I excitedly thought that I was going to teach the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, but a basin of cold water poured down my face and I asked to copy the Huang Ting Sutra. If I didn’t say anything, just copy it.
Deng Chanyu returned to the "Jade House" in the back hall and asked Biaozi to go to the stables to stay by herself. She cleaned the windows, tables, and floors, took a bath and changed clothes, then lit three pillars of fragrance, adjusted her condition, and then spread out Paper, hanging from the wrist to copy scriptures.
Control your own speed, carefully understand the unique rhythm of the Huang Ting Sutra word for word, let your impetuous heart calm down again to the state of grinding an iron rod, and copy without arrogance or impatience for forty-nine days in a row before you complete the task.
During this time, she did not just copy scriptures. The quiet environment on the mountain allowed her to copy the [Yinfu Jing] and [Lishan Laomu Xuanmiao Sutra] each of them more than ten times, especially the [Xuanmiao Sutra]. This is a classic, and she wrote it very carefully.
She didn't mention the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills again, and Old Mother Lishan, who taught and answered questions every seven days, seemed to have forgotten about it.
There is no time in the mountains, and the New Year will soon come.
The old mother looked at the scriptures copied by Deng Chanyu and asked a few questions. She answered them fluently. The old mother nodded slowly and said.
"It should be noted that it is difficult to cultivate the Tao, and it is even harder to cultivate the Great Way. Life and death are unpredictable, and there are no periods of cold and heat. However, despite the temptation of immortality, the only way is to compete with the Tao and with heaven. If you win, you will achieve the fruition status. If you lose, your soul will return to heaven and earth.
The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills cannot achieve fruition, but it opens up another way of life for Taoists all over the world. Take the Nine Transformations as the ultimate, return to the original nature, and cultivate Pure Yang with great perseverance and great wisdom. After practicing it, you can avoid three disasters, nine disasters and ten catastrophes. On the road to greatness, even if you make a mistake once, you can still rely on Xuan Gong to find your way in life... Do you still want to practice? "
Deng Chanyu expressed her position very solemnly this time: "Teacher, my disciple met an old man in Chentangguan before. The old man said that he had studied Taoism for forty years and finally came down the mountain without achieving anything. He was disheartened, but I can see that he is still Have a heart for the Tao... Disciples are unworthy, but they also have a heart for the Tao. Teacher, the disciples must learn the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques."
Old Mother Lishan said noncommittally: "Okay, take out your Cuiguang Liangyi lamp."
Deng Chanyu quickly took out the spiritual lamp.
"Even after the introductory practice of the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong has been repaired, it is still overbearing and unparalleled. It is almost impossible for those who are not great witches to get started. The Xuanmen saints found a new way, using nine kinds of innate spiritual objects as the basis, and using the limbs, bones, internal organs, and six internal organs as containers to refine the essence. , regulate qi, nourish the mind, reverse yin and yang, achieve mysterious skills...you don’t need to do this.”
Mother Lishan's heavy breathing made Deng Chanyu almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"The disciples of Chanjiao use the most authentic method to practice the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques. My disciples have their own wonderful methods. I have to say, Chanyu, you are also a destined person..."
Old Mother Lishan also took out a spiritual lamp that emitted colorful light.
"This lamp is called the Lotus Lamp. There is a seven-jeweled wonderful fire in it, which can replace seven kinds of innate spiritual beings. In addition, your green light and two-dimensional lamp determine the yin and yang, which is exactly in line with the number of nine turns. Ordinary people cannot absorb this level. The flame, but you are the reincarnation of the phoenix. You can use the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire and the Golden Flame of the Great Sun to hone yourself and complete the three levels of refining, regulating Qi, and nourishing the mind. I believe you will be able to get started with Xuan Gong soon."
Mother Lishan then explained in detail the practice formulas and many precautions of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong. Deng Chanyu listened attentively. She didn’t know that at the Dacheng stage, this technique was indeed very suitable for her at the entry-level stage. Her conditions were not met by others.
Yang Jian probably learned it by following the traditional method, collecting innate spiritual objects, and then going through many levels and practicing hard.
It saves her a lot of trouble here. The flames are just burning. Is she afraid of flames?
A quarter of an hour later.
"Ouch! Oh my god, it hurts me so much! Isn't this disfiguring?" Deng Chanyu's body was surrounded by flames. The Golden Sun Flame is usually very docile, but who knew that after adding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire, the two flames would merge together. , as if going crazy, drilling deep into her skin and internal organs in an extremely domineering way, and then burning from the inside out.
The robes, ribbons, and cloud shoes were all unscathed, but her skin was as hot as charcoal, and her internal organs were frighteningly hot.
The Phoenix clone in the distance immediately stopped and announced a rest.
The old bear roared and rolled away to pick pine nuts. The other friends also went to play. Only Phoenix was left with his eyes closed and used the magical power of the clone to help the main body dissolve the flames in the internal organs bit by bit.
After the flames passed, according to the instructions of Mother Lishan, Deng Chanyu placed the lotus lantern beside her and divided it into seven palaces including Kan, Zhen, Li, and Zhonggong. The halo spread out, suppressing Kun Palace from a distance.
There are countless pure qi in the Nine Palaces that are born after being burned by flames. Some of these qi are as sharp as gold, and some are as thick as rocks. They converge from nine directions to the center and wash over the whole body over and over again. Even though her physical fitness is far behind. Far surpassing the monks at the same level, she also felt in excruciating pain at this time. There seemed to be nine needles in her head, one after another, pricking her head from different angles every two breaths. She kept chanting the Huangting Sutra, not letting herself Fainted from pain.
The difficulty of this exercise is that it cannot be stopped. The nine turns must be completed in one go. If you stop, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Every time Deng Chanyu felt that she could no longer hold on, she would transfer part of her mind to the Phoenix clone to "rest". After taking a breath, she would come back to "suffer torture" over and over again, and finally completed the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills as required. The first nine-turn practice.
After completing this step, she stood up and walked out of the room in a daze, only to find that six months had passed.
Old Mother Lishan checked it over and said, "It's not bad. The Feng people are really talented in practicing this technique. You have already reached the second level of this technique."
Deng Chanyu was filled with joy, as her hard work was indeed in vain.
Mother Lishan continued: "There are still seventy floors ahead. You have to be calm and calm at all times, so that you can survive the changes..."
Deng Chanyu didn't hear what her mother said clearly. She rolled her eyes and fainted.
Qingluan came out of the darkness, squatted next to her, pinched her face, and said with a funny face: "My dear, Ayu really fainted! Haha, look at her little one when she heard that there was still seventy floors. The expression is so funny!”
Mother Lishan also smiled and chuckled. The saint was aloof and had to be held in his arms at ordinary times. Training his disciples was one of the few pleasures.
Deng Chanyu slept for two whole days before recovering from the strange setting that this broken skill actually had seventy-two levels.
Her introduction was a trick, and she had to work hard to pass the level little by little.
Mother Lishan advised her to combine work and rest, and not to be in a hurry when practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, because her own level was too low. If she wanted to practice the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills above the ninth level, she would have to at least become an immortal. She would have to rely on the levels behind her mortal body. I can’t hold on through cultivation at all.
