To answer a question, I need Taoist luck value! Cao Yi didn't know what to say for a moment.
"10 Taoist Luck Value"
The system's mechanical, emotionless voice rang again.
Normally, I don't see him talking so much.
Cao Yi nodded helplessly: "Okay"
"Deduct 10 Taoist luck points. After testing, there is no"
Just don’t have it!
Cao Yi used the Golden Liquid Return Pill Technique, and the five elements of spiritual energy swept through his body, expelling the power borrowed from his body through Linzi in the blink of an eye.
He picked up the Qintian Scroll from Yelu Zhigu's hand, looked at it for a while, pointed his finger on the portrait of the real dragon, and tried to inject the five elements of spiritual energy again. The originally motionless picture changed. First, the dragon's whiskers slowly shook, and then Longan blinked a few times.
Seeing that it was working, Cao Yi continued to inject the five elements of spiritual energy, and the picture became more and more vivid. The whole dragon was moving, and the sound of dragon roars continued to be heard.
Suddenly, a disembodied voice appeared in my ears: "True Dragon Forbidden Technique"
Immediately, the eyes were replaced by another new world.
The boundless universe, darkness, and silence. There was no trace of life. Suddenly, there was a dragon roar, and a real dragon that was ten thousand feet long flew towards it with the aura of crushing the heaven and earth. Before it could get close, it soared up again, tens of thousands of miles away, and disappeared.
Cao Yizheng was surprised when a message came into his mind.
"First, turn decay into magic"
It’s about turning dead things into spiritual creatures. Although it is not truly transformed, it can possess some of the abilities of spiritual creatures.
Last time, when he fought with Xu Fu, Xu Fu turned the dragon boat into a dragon. Needless to say, he used this forbidden technique.
At that time, I subconsciously shouted "turn decay into magic". I didn't expect that this forbidden technique could really turn decay into magic.
Once you learn this forbidden technique, everything can be transformed. It can be said to be a must-have weapon when going out.
Just when Cao Yi was about to learn how to turn decay into magic, another piece of information came into his mind.
"Second, the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon"
It tells the story of a mortal creature that undergoes nine transformations and finally transforms into a real dragon in one final leap.
The shortcoming is that every time it changes, everything it has experienced will be forgotten, just like reincarnation.
Cao Yi lost interest after watching this flawed technique for a while.
After waiting for a while, no new messages came out.
Cao Yi's attention returned to turning decay into magic, and he slowly began to realize it.
Without paying attention, an hour passed.
Suddenly, a breathless voice approached.
Cao Yi opened his eyes and then closed them again.
Not long after, Xiaotian walked in, sticking out his big bright red tongue, breathing heavily, and lay down on the ground a few steps away, then stopped moving.
Time passed little by little.
By the afternoon, Cao Yi had initially mastered this not-so-difficult method of turning decay into magic.
Open your eyes, get up and go out, coming to the courtyard.
In the corner, there is also a tripod that I picked up when I first arrived in the mythical world. There is a broken bronze sheep head in the corner of the tripod.
Cao Yi walked over, put his hand on it, and turned decay into magic, and a warmth came from it.
Letting go of his hand, the originally cold bronze sheep's head blinked its eyes, twisted its head, and let out a 'baa'.
Then, there is no more.
"Is that all?"
Cao Yi was puzzled to see that it was not at the same level as what Xu Fu was performing.
There are things that Xu Fu, who has never practiced martial arts, can do, but he cannot do.
After thinking for a while, Cao Yi could only attribute the reason to the fact that Xu Fu formed some special connection with the scroll during the process of being resurrected by the scroll.
Returning to the shrine, he looked at the "True Dragon Picture" in the Qintian scroll on the ground, and then looked at Xiaotian beside him. Cao Yi had an idea and a smile appeared on his face: "Xiaotian"
Xiaotian, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up. He looked up and saw Cao Yi. He shook a little, and then stood up tremblingly.
Cao Yi walked over, knelt down and touched Xiao Tian's head and said, "Young man, I see that you have amazing bones and are a unique martial arts prodigy. I have a secret book of cultivating immortals here. Do you want to learn it?"
Xiaotian raised his head, his mouth half-opened, as if to say, "Don't be ridiculous, I can't even beat a cat."
"It doesn't matter, starting from today, Pindao will use spiritual energy to wash your essence and marrow."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
Xiao Tian tilted his head, thinking, not knowing what he was thinking, and soon lay down again.
Cao Yi used the golden liquid to restore elixirs, and used the five elements' spiritual energy to lightly comb Xiaotian's body.
When Xiaotian fell into a deep sleep, he picked him up and put him in a room.
Soon, the pleasant sound of bells rang in the Taoist temple.
Yelu Zhigu, who was originally dressed in black clothes and armor, put on a large robe and started cleaning.
Cao Yi was sitting on a stone bench, flipping through a Taoist classic called "Annotations on the Thirteen Classics of Taishang", and occasionally picked up a bell and shook it.
At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of the boat docking was heard.
Cao Yi, who had finished cleaning and put away Yelu Zhigu, looked around and saw nothing suspicious except for a tripod. He lowered his head and continued to read the Commentary on the Thirteen Classics of Taishang.
Not long after, footsteps arrived at the door of the Taoist temple, and a voice that was not very energetic sounded: "Taoist Master Cao, are you there?"
This voice is so familiar!
Cao Yi searched in his memory, and soon he knew who this person was.
College classmate, Mihe.
The half-open door of the Taoist temple opened with a creak, and a handsome bald monk walked in with a sunny smile on his face.
Cao Yi raised his head.
Eyes facing each other.
Cao Yi didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Unexpectedly, I have also become a monk. From now on, I will be called monk Mingcheng, Amitabha."
Mi He clasped his hands together and looked solemn.
Cao Yi stood up to greet him, looked at Mi He's shiny bald head, and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you go to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
At first, there were twenty people in the class who chose to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and Mi He was one of them.
"The past is over, don't mention it anymore."
Mi He suddenly felt a little sad.
"Sit down and talk"
Cao Yi waved his hand.
Come to the stone table and sit down.
Mi He looked at the Taoist temple and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that when we meet again, one becomes a Taoist priest and the other a monk."
Cao Yi glanced at Mi He's brand new monk's robe and asked, "Which temple are you in now?"
Mi He pointed toward the southeast: "Not far away, there is the Grand Guanyin Temple on Xishan Island."
"The one in the Great Ruyi Holy Land."
Cao Yi was deeply impressed by this temple. There is a 66.99-meter Ruyi Guanyin open-air Buddha inside, which is equivalent to a 20-story high-rise building and is as big as the Lingshan Buddha!
"Stop talking about this, do you have anything to eat here? I've been busy since the morning, and I haven't even had a bite of food."
Mi He touched his belly with his hand.
"Why are you so busy?"
Cao Yi was confused.
"I am a Zhike monk, and I am the most popular one."
Mi He smiled bitterly.
