The eminent Buddhist monks passed down the magic skills, which may sound unbelievable at first, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense. If you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. If you don't know anything about the magic skills, how can you conquer the demons and become a Buddha? This magic skill handed down by Master Zhenru is very simple. It seems to be a basic skill for beginners. It is simple but not superficial. It is just right for Zhou Ji. He has not achieved the magic body and has no famous teacher to guide him. He is just feeling his way through it. The most taboo thing about rivers is to aim too high.
Of course, there is another possibility, which is that even Zhenru has never seen the more profound and unpredictable magic power.
Zhou Ji was gifted with an ability to remember what he had heard and read it over and over several times to keep the magic skills in mind. Zhen Ru raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of surprise, and was very satisfied. He nodded and said: "This chapter of magic is named 'Unnamed'. The disciples should carefully understand it. If there is anything unclear, recite it silently." All over, its meaning is self-evident.”
His voice turned from clear to vague and ethereal, as if he were nine days away. Zhou Ji knew that he was about to leave, so he didn't have time to ask more questions. He hurriedly put his hands on his knees, bowed his head and said, "Send me off to Master!" When he raised his head, Come, there is no Zhenru figure between the sea and the sky. The sea tide is rolling, pushing the raft westward.
Nameless magic power? Are you really nameless, or can't you tell me your real name? After reciting it thousands of times, its meaning is self-evident. This is not a demonic skill. It is clearly a Buddhist method of praying for the next life by chanting the Buddha's name!
Zhou Ji thought for a while and made up his mind. Since the phantom of Tathagata Buddha appeared behind Zhenru, he must have a big background. Wei Shiqi made a clear plan, siding with the Emperor Tianhou and becoming the enemy of Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan Mountain, Xitian. , It is like following the Tathagata's decree to support a chess piece, not just to disgust Wei Shiqi and add some trouble to him. I'm afraid it will be of great benefit to practice this "nameless demonic skill".
Zhou Ji immediately waved out a burst of demonic energy, waited calmly for a moment, fished a white-ringed sea snake from the abyss, immediately refined its flesh and blood, and began to practice demonic skills.
Without explaining the meaning, just point to the application. Once the nameless demonic skill is started, the demonic energy all over the body is gathered in one place, swallowing, gathering and dispersing, circling, moving and stopping. It moves like mercury pouring on the ground, not a speck of dust touches it, and stops like a mountain in a mountain or an ancient well. Wave. It is not easy to achieve this step. The fundamental reason is that this true immortal body was snatched by Zhou Ji. The evil energy gathered in one place, and the body became a walking corpse. I feel sluggish. If I can't solve this problem, I won't be able to get in.
He practiced hard for several months without rest or sleep. He worked diligently but made no progress. It is said that magic power is a heretic, the easiest to master, and the cultivation level will advance by leaps and bounds. Unfortunately, the foundation is unstable and the consequences are endless. Why is the first step so difficult when it is his turn? Zhou Ji couldn't figure it out, so he could only grit his teeth and insist on comforting himself. If he doesn't accumulate steps, he can't reach a thousand miles. Rotten wood cannot be broken but perseverance can be used to carve out gold and stone... As long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle... As long as the time is deep... He shuddered for no reason, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle, but if it is a piece of wood, it can only be ground into a toothpick at most!
Something must be wrong!
He stopped and sat on the raft with his hands clasped on his knees. His eyebrows were tangled, and he thought about it for a while. Suddenly he remembered the eight words that Zhenru reminded him when he was about to leave, and he seemed to have some enlightenment. Foolish men and women who believe in the Pure Land Sect repeatedly recite "Namo Amitabha" in order to be reborn in the Pure Land. He has always scorned it and thought it was a trick to fool people. However, if he specifically mentioned this move, I am afraid there is some mystery in it.
When you are desperate, you might as well give it a try, even if your efforts are in vain. Zhou Ji sat cross-legged on the raft, letting the current push him to the west. He no longer focused on exhaling demonic energy, and silently recited the "Unknown Demonic Art". His heart gradually became quiet, all thoughts faded away, and his heart was free of worries. , the demonic energy in the body also subsided and sank in the heart orifices, like a pool of still water.
After reciting the magic technique silently for thousands of times, a faint ray of Buddha's light fell down from the heart, and the evil energy moved slightly, creating a circle of ripples, slowly spreading, brushing every inch of skin and every pore. Zhou Ji was so surprised that he secretly complained. If any of the talismans in his Dantian were disturbed and Shen Chenyi was provoked in the Biluo Palace, he would not be able to escape the disaster even though he had thirty-six magical powers and seventy-two transformations. !
The demonic energy is diffused layer by layer and is almost imperceptible. It gently brushes over the Dantian. No feathers can be added, flies cannot fall, and the Biluo Talisman lies dormant, without any abnormality.
Zhou Ji let out a long sigh of relief, his heart beating wildly, as if he had walked through the gates of hell. He calmed down, looked closely at his body, and found that the body of the true immortal was soaked in demonic energy and was a little loose, and he suddenly realized it. Zhenru told him to recite the magic skills, clearly seeing the hidden dangers left behind by him taking the body of the true immortal. Reciting it thousands of times was just a trigger, an inducement. When Zhenru gently touched his head with his hand, a seed of magic had been planted. The magical power of Buddhism helped him refine his demonic body and transform himself into a new person.
He felt lost, knowing that from now on this body would be marked by the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and there would be no possibility of regret.
The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think too much. Since Tathagata intends to intervene, then simply hug this thick thigh and fight with God. Zhou Ji made up his mind, no longer distracted, and focused on reciting the magic power, causing the Buddha's light to fall down his heart, arousing the devil's energy to cleanse his body, and worked tirelessly. His soul gradually merged with the body of the true immortal, and they were inseparable and inseparable.
Suddenly, more than ten years passed. On this day, Zhou Ji's meritorious deeds were completed, his body and mind were unified, and he completely controlled this body. He couldn't help but scream loudly, and his joy was beyond words. It was only at this moment that he grasped the throat of fate, got rid of Wei Shiqi's control, and truly embarked on a journey that belonged only to him.
Looking up, April was in the sky, and the moonlight and starlight were shining on him. The smile on Zhou Ji's face gradually faded, and he quickly regained his composure. Now was not the time to be happy. Zhen Ru had instructed him to go to Dayingzhou and obtain a dream. By chance, and counting the time, Master Mei is about to become a true immortal. If the opportunity falls on her by chance, his current strength will not be enough, not to mention that there is a confidant like Bi Luofu in his dantian. In serious danger, if you don't prepare in advance, you may be kicked on the iron plate and lose all the chips you won before.
Time was not waiting for him, Zhou Ji sat cross-legged again, breathed in the demonic energy, and followed the steps to comprehend the "nameless demonic skill".
The sun and the moon rotate, and the secrets of heaven are unpredictable. The whole body is affected by the pull of a hair. Zhou Ji is protected by Buddhism and floats on the abyss of the sea. The true immortals of the sea tribe disappear without a trace. Those sea monsters with strong blood and energy who have been cultivating for many years come to their door one after another. Come, let him refine his flesh and blood, replenish his demonic energy, and even God will favor him. The wind is sunny, the waves are calm, the undercurrent is surging, and he pushes the raft all the way to Da Yingzhou.
When time comes, heaven and earth all work together to transport heroes without freedom. Zhou Ji knew very well that it was not fortune that favored him, but Xitian Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple, and Tathagata Buddha.
