【Xingxiu Yuanxiang Jing】, the original phase is the phase without form.
This is actually a method that condenses the Dharma, which is similar to those magical powers of "three heads and six arms" and "Dharma of heaven and earth".
But the fundamental key to this method is that it comes from the body and governs all dharmas.
After practicing, you can use your true body as the foundation to condense the external Dharma.
This Dharma form initially showed no power and was just like a mass of chaos. But it can be compatible with all kinds of dharma in the world, and turn countless magical powers, spells, and combat techniques into the torso and minions of the dharma.
The more magical powers and spells are added, the more powerful this sect's magic will be.
For example, Feixing Cliff is said to have one hundred thousand Dharma.
Depending on their strength, disciples can add countless exquisite spells to the dharma, and eventually evolve various dharma that are invincible in the world.
Therefore, although this method is exquisite, it is relatively useless for many small forces to obtain it. If you can't add a lot of magical powers to it, its power is actually average.
Old Loach had acquired this method for many years, and obtained many fragments of magical powers through various deceptions and deceptions. It took another thousand years to barely develop some of its power.
Moreover, what Qiu Ping didn't know was that the [Constellation Yuan Xiang Jing] obtained by his bloodline ancestor was not comprehensive. It only had the way to condense the Dharma, but did not have the knack to quickly analyze magical powers.
This means that even if Qiu Ping obtains a new magical power, he still needs to understand and learn it before adding it to the Dharma.
How limited a person's energy is, even if he does nothing, it is not easy to truly practice many magical powers.
However, the little loach didn't know this at the moment. He just silently recited the scriptures and began to try to condense the Dharma.
During the practice, the days passed by as peacefully as water.
The busy farming season in the village is over, and Qiu Ping's life suddenly becomes leisurely again.
In addition to sorting out the water vapor every day, he occasionally took his three hundred loach militia out to train and practice various magical powers in the temple.
Although the [Xingxiu Yuanxiang Jing] is difficult and obscure, Qiu Ping obtained the inherited memory of the ancestor of the bloodline, and he also borrowed the bugs of Huangquan Terrace and General Liutu's spell card to practice. He entered Huangquan Taichung every day when he slept, and used The virtual self in the realm of [Holy Fetus], [Yuan Shen] and [Ancestral God] helps me to understand.
He had a hunch that maybe he could complete this method in a month or two.
During this period, he also heard a piece of news.
The giant clay pot that he snatched from the White Snake boy has been taken away by the River God of Yudai River. It is estimated that there may be some exchange of interests. Anyway, He Bo smiles at everyone he sees these days. of.
"Little Loach, after careful consideration by Cheng Huang and I these days, we feel that you are smart, capable and a good talent, so we have decided to give you another promotion." He Bo called Qiu Ping to the government office with a smile on his face.
As soon as he heard that he was going to be promoted, Qiu Ping straightened his back and his little ears perked up.
He Bo handed him a document. As soon as Qiu Ping reached out and took it, the document turned into a golden light and fell into his body.
As the golden light flickered, it converged with the previous military talisman of "Fenwu Colonel". The shape of the military talisman changed slightly, with many delicate patterns added on it, and the word "bingcao" on the back.
This is the Du Shui Bing Cao of Hebo Prefecture. He is of the eighth grade. He is in charge of the government offices and has suitable personnel appointments and military preparations.
This official position is very important. Hebo Mansion did not have this official position permanently before. Basically, Hebo directly dealt with such matters.
Now He Bo has devolved part of his authority and asked Qiu Ping to serve as the military commander. This almost puts Qiu Ping in the position of his deputy.
If He Bo was a little lazy on weekdays, Qiu Ping could directly take charge of the entire Fu River.
"Hey hey hey."
Qiu Ping turned over the military talisman in his hand and looked at it. He was really qualified to be an official. He had been promoted recently, which put a lot of pressure on his colleagues.
"As a soldier of a river, you are already qualified to enter the river temple. The city god is ordering a statue, and it is estimated that you can enter the temple in three to five days." Hebo patted the little loach on the head and said.
Qiu Ping was playing with the military talisman. When he heard this, the military talisman in his hand fell to the ground.
"I...I...I'm going to have a temple in the world?" A stream of hot blood rushed up along Qiu Ping's chest, straight to his Tianling Cap, and his voice trembled.
This is just like when he heard that he was going to buy a house in his previous life. This was the most important thing in his life.
"Either build a separate temple for him, or put your statue next to mine." Hebo reminded the little loach in a low voice when he saw that he was a little hysterical.
But Little Loach couldn't listen anymore, and left the Hebo Mansion in a daze holding his own military talisman.
Hey, I have a temple!
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In Shinto, building a temple is a big deal.
Only the chief official of one party or a relatively important deity is qualified to build a temple. Just like the landowner, although he has a humble position, he can still build a small temple in the village because he is in charge of farming.
However, Qiu Ping's former Fenwu captain did not even conduct public sacrifices.
On this day, the weather was sunny and the sun was even a little too hot.
Just like the heart of a little loach.
For most people, this is just an ordinary day.
But Qiu Ping came to the east of Fuhe River early. He buried his head in the water and looked at the River Temple in the distance.
The Heshen Temple is not very luxurious. It has only one spacious room and not even a door.
A statue of a river god, as tall as an ordinary person, wearing a turtle shell and with an ancient face, stands here. A huge incense burner was placed in front of it, and there were some unburned yellow paper and charred marks scattered on the ground.
In terms of scale and completeness, the Heshen Temple cannot compare with the City God.
But the incense is equally strong. A water storage pond was built near the temple. Whenever water needs to be released or there is drought or flood, nearby villagers will perform collective sacrifices.
Because the rice seedlings were just planted a few days ago, there are still scattered villagers coming to offer incense in recent days.
"I'm coming!"
Qiu Ping's eyes widened and he quietly revealed half of his black face from the water. On the embankment in the distance, a man was playing in the front, and two people were carrying a sliding pole with a small statue of half a man tall on it.
The statue looks like a child, with two whiskers on its lips, its forehead looks particularly huge, and there is a protruding hair on the top.
It can be seen that the craftsman who made this statue has worked hard to shape the statue into a good shape, and even painted the boy's lips red in a creative way, as if he wanted to make a golden boy with red lips and white teeth.
However, the image given by the dream god is so weird, which makes the statue look a little inexplicably funny.
However, Qiu Ping himself was still very satisfied. After all, this was his first statue of a god.
I'm sorry everyone. I sincerely apologize. I was dragged to Nanshang to work in the afternoon. I didn't get home until nine o'clock! There will be another update in a while, crying.
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