The sun is shining in the sky, the mountain breeze is blowing, the noise of cicadas echoes through the mountains, the blue sea is swaying like a torrent, and Mu Haotian's heart is full of joy!
Suddenly, every blade of grass, every blade of sand, and every soil in this small corner of the forest was destroyed.
Suddenly the muddy water splashed violently, and the shrubs, boulders, and trunks of the banyan trees were all covered with mud;
Suddenly the branches rustled wildly, the green color was flying, and there were piles of broken branches and fallen leaves like a hill.
Fists and kicks, sword skills, Qinggong, exorcism spells, half-baked wind-calling skills, all he has learned in his life are used at will.
Mu Haotian tried his best to express his excitement, joy and pride in a quiet place with no one, relying on the wind and warm sun.
It was noon after the wind stopped.
The sun was scorching, and Mu Haotian lay on his back, covering his eyes with one hand, looking through his fingers at the sun that was still venting its heat.
He only felt that he was like the sun at this moment, majestic, hot, unrestrained, and full of hope.
After lying on his back for a long time, the excitement in Mu Haotian's heart ebbed away. He slowly calmed down and thought about a few things.
One is about Han Wenjing.
She has no clue about her identity. She only learned from Shuang Lie that she was once a saint of the Moon God Palace. As for the insults such as "repenting of the marriage", "stealing men", "slutty hooves", etc., Mu Hao Tianxia Consciousness is blocked.
And the magic weapon she placed on her body was clearly a Taoist treasure that even the worldly masters were eager for!
At that time, the vision of this treasure was inspired by Ma Sifang. I really felt that there was something unexpected about it. I was amazed and did not dare to speculate on its grade.
Naturally, Mu Haotian understood the reason why he was guilty of possessing a rare treasure. He thought that Han Wenjing must be pursued and slandered because of his possession of a rare treasure.
And according to what Xiong Lie said, the messenger actually came from the prestigious Long family in Cangzhou.
On the one hand, I couldn't help but worry about her, but on the other hand, I was extremely vigilant in my heart, and made up my mind that I would never show the property to anyone else until it was returned to its original owner.
The second one is about the demon.
After feeling the terrifying aura of the demon last night, he often had a strange feeling:
His heart seemed to remember that terrible moment.
The moment when he burst out with extremely strong emotions, the coldness, terror, fear, madness, and the most ferocious evil spirit, all were deeply remembered in his heart, just like peeling off a cocoon, something was going on. An indescribable variation.
It's like... planting a seed, just waiting for the awakening of insects to arrive and all things to flourish.
…
There seemed to be many unspeakable secrets waiting for him to discover in his heart.
This matter was bizarre, unpredictable, and useless to think about at the moment, so he took a long breath and calmed down.
Suddenly, I thought that the appearance of the demon was very strange.
Because of the ruthless and terrifying reputation of this beast, once someone discovers it, it will be surrounded and killed by monks from various sects. Therefore, this demon was most likely born recently.
And it is said that in the place where such evil was born, extremely horrific disasters must have occurred.
In other words, that place not far away in an unknown direction may have suffered a horrific human tragedy in recent times!
Thinking of this, Mu Haotian was frightened and felt pity in his heart.
The last thing is about senior Ma Sifang and the "Four-Nine Mysterious Techniques" he gave me.
Just hearing that Ma Sifang calls himself "White Horse layman" makes you think that this person is very interesting. You must know that the word "layman" is a common title for lay Buddhist believers, but any successful practitioner will never disdain it. This is the number.
But perhaps it is precisely because he is not limited to this that Ma Sifang seems crazy, but he can maintain his childlike nature amidst the turbulent flow of the world and has his own set of rules for acting.
I just lent him the treasure map for a look, but he cherished it so much and rewarded me generously!
Although the "Monster-Slaying and Dragon-Slaying Magic Sword" and the "Eight Directions Gods and Ghosts Listen to the Order Talisman" sound like relics from that chaotic era, and they are definitely not worthy of their name, but looking at the appearance of Senior Ma, he really regards them as treasures and endures the pain. Cut off love.
Not to mention this volume of "Four-Nine Mysterious Techniques"!
As soon as he thought of the "Four Nine Mysterious Skills", Mu Haotian's heart, which had finally calmed down, suddenly became hot again. The energy and blood all over his body was like charcoal on a pot of water, and he could not control himself at all.
He thought that those who practice Taoism should be calm, otherwise it will be detrimental to their practice, so he sat up cross-legged, tapped the "Fubai point" behind his ears with the heel of his palm, calmed his mind, and thought to himself.
To practice Taoism, you must go through the "knocking door" process.
To put it simply, before a monk enters the period of accumulating energy and begins to "accumulate energy", he must first practice the introductory techniques for a period of time, so that the principles of the initial passage can be checked and made up for, and the practice can be officially started.
This process mainly allows beginners to feel the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, establish a connection with it, and initially refine the meridians and acupoints in order to introduce the spirit into the body, temper the mortal body, and condense the "true energy".
Then, after many times of hard work, the body is constantly "refined and transformed into qi", and the pure vitality is accumulated in the "sea of qi" in the Dantian until the vitality is full and the foundation begins to be built.
Since this volume of "Four Nine Mysterious Skills" does not record the entry-level techniques, the first turn of "Qi Sea Grows Lotus" is to accumulate Qi and build the foundation.
For this reason, Mu Haotian was in trouble.
In fact, there is an introductory fragment of Taoism in Daoxuanwuji Mountain. After practicing martial arts since childhood, he also insisted on practicing the unnamed method recorded in the fragment at the request of his master. After asking for advice from many sources, he had already begun to learn Taoism.
However, the foundation of Taoism in each sect will have its own suitable entry-level techniques, which are inherited from the same source and cannot be replaced at will. Otherwise, half the result will be achieved with half the effort, and there may be future troubles.
He hesitated again and again, but finally his impulse overcame his reason. He immediately turned his head, crossed his legs and formed a seal, and directly used the "qi" he had gained from years of hard training to try to practice the "Four Nine Mysterious Techniques".
To this day, Mu Haotian is still not sure what he has practiced, just because he has practiced Taoism and martial arts since he was a child, and the two schools have completely different names for "qi".
The energy and breath in a martial arts practitioner's body is called "internal force" in the initial stage of martial arts. When it is cultivated to the deepest level - that is, breaking through the acquired and entering the innate realm, it will be transformed into "innate true energy".
When reaching higher places, it can be sublimated into "meta-force", "true force", etc.
The "Qi accumulation period" in Taoism corresponds to the "Xiantian realm" in martial arts. The "Zhen Yuan Qi" practiced at this stage can also be called Zhen Qi, but it is different from the martial arts sect and is often called "Yuan Qi". Monks can use it to cast low- to medium-level spells.
Once the cultivation level reaches the late stage of foundation building, it begins to gradually transform into mysterious and unpredictable "mana".
The term "magic power" almost runs through the Taoist realm, and only after the Taoist Mahayana will there be another distinction.
For various reasons, although Mu Haotian sensed an ethereal aura coming out of the Qi Sea as early as three years ago. Since then, the kidney meridian has been filled with heat, and his ability to resist the wind has greatly increased when he peeing, but he has always been confused about this. In the fog, I don't know what to say.
At this moment, Mu Haotian didn't have high hopes at first when he tried to practice this extremely high-level Taoist mystical skill with the nameless aura. Unexpectedly, once the Xuan Gong was in operation, it was like a fish entering water, without any hindrance, and I couldn't help but feel so happy!
The "Four Nine Mysterious Techniques" is like a vast ocean, embracing all rivers. It does not despise and reject such wild entry-level techniques, and directly integrates them without any hindrance, and continues to move forward.
Only a week had passed, and Mu Haotian had already vaguely sensed the aura of heaven and earth coming from all directions, which was fresh, warm, soft and dense.
This energy was everywhere, like air, better than air, nourishing his body like gentle breeze and drizzle.
This mysterious feeling was the first time in his life. Apart from the novelty, Mu Haotian felt even more indescribable joy in his heart.
It's a pity that his current cultivation level is too shallow, and he has no famous master to guide him. During the exercise, he always feels hit and miss, and the progress of introducing the spirit into the body is very slow.
But even so, he was already satisfied, like a toddler, curious and brave, trying to feel every small step of Xuan Gong's Zhoutian movement.
After a few rounds, Mu Haotian opened his eyes, his whole body glowed faintly, and he felt refreshed.
When people are high-spirited, it seems that even the effectiveness of the magic formula is enhanced!
After sitting upright and thinking about it for a while, I suddenly felt a dazzling light. When I looked for the light, it turned out that the Bagua mirror was still stuck in the crack of the big stone behind the tomb, reflecting the sunlight brightly.
Mu Haotian suddenly slapped his forehead:
"Ah! It's time to go down the mountain and meet Master."
I looked up and saw that although the sun was strong at the moment, it was already setting towards the west.
He didn't want to stay in the mountains for another night, so he immediately got up to tidy up a little, ate a few mouthfuls of dry food, and then prepared to put away the Bagua Mirror.
He had only taken two steps when he suddenly saw the black sword feather stuck in the ground. His heart moved and he thought that this thing was stronger than gold and stone and might be useful.
So he stepped forward and pulled it out.
"Huh?"
Mu Haocai bent down and discovered that there were two sword feathers stuck on the ground. One was three-quarters of the way into the ground, while the other was half of it, so he couldn't see it clearly from a distance.
But he clearly remembered that the Shadow Night Owl only attacked once...
A flash of light flashed in my mind, remembering the strange scene when I saw a butterfly-shaped petal at night.
He suddenly woke up:
"It turns out that at that time, Senior Ma had already rescued me once!"
I looked all over the ground, but couldn't see the butterfly-shaped petals. I guessed that it had been blown away by me and flown to an unknown corner. I thought it was a pity, otherwise it could be kept as a souvenir.
"A mere petal of a flower can actually block the sneak attack of the Yingying Night Owl through the air. It's hard to imagine how advanced Senior Ma's cultivation is..."
Mu Haotian sighed deeply in his heart, and his gratitude and admiration for the White Horse Master deepened.
After everything was packed, he first bowed to the three solitary graves, then kowtowed three times solemnly in the direction of the galloping white horse, and then walked briskly down the mountain.
