Okay, after talking about the magic weapons in the world of cultivating immortals, let’s continue with the story.
It is said that Xiao Hua didn't know that he had unintentionally conquered a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, but he was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was in shock.
After calming down for a long time, he got up, found a towel and hung it on the door to cover the small hole.
"Grandma, I can finally use it. Now I am a real immortal cultivator."
Xiao Hua was very excited.
Xiao Hua didn't know that he had simply conquered the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure and had not activated the weapon spirit.
To put it bluntly, the current Thunder Flag is just an ordinary magic weapon to Xiao Hua.
the other side.
Huang Ming put away the spirit stone and took out the "Prison-Suppressing Ming King Jue" contained in a wooden box.
Now that he has spiritual roots, the next step is to practice, and he wants to study it first.
""The Prison-Suppressing Mingwang Jue" is a Buddhist body-refining method that washes the essence and marrow, exercises the body and tempers the bones..."
"You must practice this technique with the body-strengthening and bone-tempering elixir, otherwise you will easily injure your muscles and bones and suffer backlash from the magic power, damn you."
Huang Ming was depressed.
Let’s talk about cultivating immortality or spiritual practice.
In fact, it is to use some special means to circumvent the laws of heaven and earth.
In this way, one can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refine the spiritual energy into mana for one's own use, which is an unnatural act.
And this special method refers to the cultivation of mind and skills.
Cultivation of mind skills refers to basic skills.
What he teaches is how to convert the aura of heaven and earth into mana, enhance his five senses, and accumulate mana in his body.
Only when one's own five senses and magic power accumulate to a certain level.
Only then can you learn and practice powerful spells that can be used for attacks.
In other words, the mind method is the basis for advanced cultivation, and the skill method is those extremely mysterious magic skills.
For example, Xiao Hua's "Void Spirit Sword Art" is actually an advanced sword cultivation technique.
You must first practice other basic Qi refining methods and upgrade your cultivation to the foundation building stage before you can practice it.
Huang Ming's "Prison-Suppressing Mingwang Jue" is a synthetic classic that contains both mental methods and exercises, and can be practiced directly.
But this set of exercises is not the kind of Qi refining method mentioned above.
On the contrary, it is a very rare body-refining method used to strengthen the physical body, cleanse the marrow and loosen the tendons.
And the method of body refining.
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is generally demon cultivators and demon cultivators who practice techniques due to physical limitations, while human cultivators rarely practice.
Huang Ming accidentally chose an extremely difficult path to immortality.
The rest of the night was uneventful.
the next day.
Everyone's itinerary is to visit the Tomb of Zao King, Wubian Temple and Yumbulakang in Shannan area.
These places are not popular attractions and have relatively few tourists.
After trying to become a free tour guide, Huang Ming and others finally suffered a loss.
In several places, I bought tickets and entered only to find that there were no groups to mingle with.
In the end, I could only look around in confusion and then went home.
However, Huangming Wubian Temple had an unexpected gain.
Infinite Temple.
Also known as Samye Temple and Cunxiang Temple, it is the first temple in the snow area to ordain monks and become monks.
The buildings in the temple are laid out according to the Buddhist cosmology, and the tour route has some twists and turns.
Huang Ming got separated from everyone while walking.
I walked into a Buddhist temple alone that was not open to the public.
In this Buddhist temple, a skinny old lama was adding butter to the butter lamp in front of the Buddha statue.
"Master, please ask, how can I get out of here? I can't find the way out."
"This is not open to the public, how did you get in?"
The old lama didn't turn around and asked a question.
"I don't know how I got in. I just walked here. I hope the master can give me some advice."
Huang Ming touched his head in embarrassment. He was really lost.
"You go out from here and turn left, then turn right at the end. Huh? Are you a monk?"
The old lama turned around after adding lamp oil.
He was slightly stunned when he discovered that Huang Ming had the mana fluctuations of an immortal cultivator on his body.
"I'm a monk? Oh no, no, no, you're mistaken, I'm just an ordinary tourist."
Huang Ming was also stunned for a moment.
He has just opened his spiritual roots and has not practiced yet, and he doesn't know whether he is a monk or not.
"Tourists? Humph, how can tourists see through the illusory formation used to prevent mortals from entering by mistake?"
"Who are you? What sect do you belong to? What do you do here?"
The old lama obviously didn't believe Huang Ming's words and was a little wary.
"No, Master, I'm really lost, I..."
"Forget it, I'll just find my own way."
When Huang Ming saw the old lama's fierce look on his face, he immediately felt panicked and wanted to run away.
But at this moment, the old lama suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes, and his monk's robes fluttered freely.
A suffocating invisible wave of air crashed into Huang Ming.
Huang Ming was unstable, took a few steps back and bumped into the door.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm about to leave, why do you do it?"
Huang Ming was a little depressed, pointing at the old lama and trying to reason.
There is no way, Huang Ming is still thinking like a mortal, and he will naturally not accept being angry.
"Humph, if you don't drink the toast, I'll be fined with wine, and I won't teach you a lesson..."
"Huh? What are you wearing on your hand?".
"You, what are you going to do?".
Huang Ming subconsciously covered the storage bracelet.
Although he doesn't read novels about cultivating immortals, he doesn't know that the cultivating world likes to kill people and seize treasures.
But as for knowing from Xiao Hua that this thing is a treasure from the upper world.
"What are you hiding? Come over to the old monk."
The old lama waved his sleeves, and Huang Ming was sucked in involuntarily.
But what surprised Huang Ming.
What the old lama wanted to grab was not the storage bracelet, but the weird bracelet he forcibly obtained from Xiao Hua.
"They are robbing people, they are robbing people, lamas are robbing people, lamas are robbing people."
Huang Ming was frightened and screamed when he opened his mouth.
The old lama ignored Huang Ming's strange cry.
Looking at that bracelet, I was excited and excited.
"This, this is the Nine Spirit Bone Ring? You, you, where did you get it from?"
"What is the Nine Spirit Bone Ring? This bracelet is passed down from my family's ancestors."
Seeing that the old lama was very excited, Huang Ming immediately guessed that there must be something weird about this bracelet and made up an excuse.
"Bold, the Nine Spirit Bone Ring is the treasure of our four sects of Buddhism and Taoism. How can it be passed down from your ancestors?"
"You are a little monk in the Qi refining stage, why don't you recruit him from the real world?"
The old lama's eyes narrowed again, and the invisible force pressed towards Huang Ming again.
"Hey, no, no, I picked this up. I picked it up in Rongbu Town, Naqu."
Huang Ming didn't dare to hide it anymore.
Ever since the old lama asked himself if he was a cultivator of immortality.
He realized that this old lama might be the legendary immortal cultivator.
Moreover, his cultivation level was higher than his own, so he decided that a good man would not suffer the immediate disadvantages.
"Did you pick it up?"
The old lama stared at Huang Ming for a long time.
Then he put away the pressure of his spiritual power and looked at the bracelet carefully.
Huang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, this bracelet, what happened to this bracelet?".
The old lama looked up at Huang Ming and thought for a while.
"Forget it, since the Nine Spirit Bone Ring was sent by you, it doesn't hurt to let you know some things."
"Answer me first, which sect you are a disciple of."
"This, I..., I don't have a sect, I practice by myself."
Huang Ming didn't dare to say that he had just opened his spiritual roots, and he didn't know what sects existed in the world of immortality, so he had to lie.
"You don't have a sect? So you are a casual cultivator?"
"It doesn't matter, you are also a cultivator anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you something."
The old lama didn't press the question.
"To tell you the truth, this nine-spirit bone ring is the treasure of our four sects of Buddhism and Taoism."
"About four hundred years ago, he was taken away by a great elder of the late Yuanying Sect, one of our four sects, the Jingling Sect, and his whereabouts are unknown since then."
"Elder at the Nascent Soul Stage? His whereabouts are unknown?".
Huang Ming interrupted, but he didn't understand a word.
