The charming voice reminded Zhao Meng of something.
A few days ago, Qingxuan told him when he was teaching the method that if he wanted to get started with the Yang Gathering Technique to draw Qi, he needed to use the method of counting to control the process of drawing Qi extremely accurately.
A slight mistake can result in serious injury or death.
The whole process was like dancing on the tip of a needle.
It can be said that the process of getting started is extremely dangerous and difficult.
Fortunately, Qingxuan provided Zhao Meng with a shortcut, which was the Heavenly Stem God Jiayao.
A "spiritual weapon" that can assist in entraining Qi, can reduce the difficulty of mathematical calculations in the process of entraining Qi, and can protect the practitioner's spiritual weapon to a certain extent.
When he first heard that Jiayao could assist in mathematical calculations, Zhao Meng guessed that this thing might be similar to the calculator in his previous life.
Hearing that it had a protective function, he further speculated that it might be a shield with a calculator.
But now, when he saw the so-called Tiangan Shen Jiayao with his own eyes, it was a bit beyond his expectation.
"This thing looks a bit like fish eggs and some kind of yolk!"
Zhao Meng, who had simulated a sunfish before, looked at this thing and always felt it looked like something, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"are you ready?"
"What are you ready for?"
Before Zhao Meng could react,
He felt like he was kicked, and then he flew towards the strange ball of light uncontrollably.
Like a missile, Zhao Meng plunged towards the transparent light film on the light ball.
The moment Zhao Meng got into the light film.
The light film flashed with dazzling light, making the surrounding light red space even more beautiful.
There seemed to be a silent but beautiful sound coming from the light ball, like a hymn of life.
Soon, the light on the light ball quickly faded away, but the inside was like boiling water, constantly rolling.
next moment,
The entire space began to shrink and collapse.
A beam of bright light shone in, and the ball of light found where the light was and squeezed out.
…
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
"Um!?"
"Um!?"
"How come I get a sound when I speak?"
"I……"
Zhao Meng, who was still a little confused, quickly sat up.
He looked at his surroundings and found that he was in his wing on Liangjie Mountain.
As for the source of the echo...
Zhao Meng saw a strange shadow, and it was this shadow that was imitating his speech.
"What's this?"
"What's this?"
Zhao Meng was startled by the sudden appearance of a shadow. Zhao Meng, who thought he had encountered a ghost, suddenly became aware of something.
"Is this..."
Zhao Meng remembered that he seemed to have been kicked by someone, and he was kicked directly into Qian Jia Guangyao that day. He could not remember clearly what happened after that.
He only vaguely remembered that there seemed to be some kind of sticky tentacles wrapped around his limbs... and then such a shadow seemed to flash in his eyes.
"Could this be an opportunity to assist in practice, but now it seems that it only repeats words!"
"There should be a way to use it?"
Thinking of this, Zhao Meng planned to get up and ask Bai Geng some information.
But as soon as he made a move, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air:
"Hiss~butt hurts!"
"Hiss~ butt..." Zhao Meng's grunt was naturally imitated by the phantom in front of him.
Seeing that the shadow was still learning to speak, Zhao Meng helplessly touched his butt and thought to himself:
"I don't know who kicked me. This kick was too harsh."
Just when Zhao Meng was about to get up to find Bai Geng,
The door was opened, and Bai Geng walked in from the outside. He glanced at the shadow floating in front of Zhao Meng's eyes and said:
"Shangxian Jingyao wants to see you!"
"Qingxuan also arrived at the southern section of Liangjie Mountain?"
Hearing that Qingxuan wanted to see him, Zhao Meng quickly put on his clothes and followed Bai Geng.
Although he didn't know why Qingxuan was here, he didn't go into details. At this moment, he still had many questions to ask Qingxuan.
…
On the way to meet Qingxuan, Zhao Meng originally had many questions and was going to ask Bai Geng.
But what made him helpless was that the strange shadow kept repeating his words,
Without being able to control the phantom, he is also unable to communicate normally with other people.
"I just hope I can see Qingxuan soon..."
Under the leadership of Bai Geng, Zhao Meng came to a main hall of the Demon Suppressing Temple.
"Please wait!"
A Taoist boy bowed to Zhao Meng and Bai Geng before walking into the hall.
Zhao Meng didn't have to wait long before the boy walked out.
"Two senior brothers, please come with me."
As Zhao Meng entered the hall, the sound of arguments could be faintly heard inside. The further he went in, the clearer the sounds of arguments became:
"No, this opportunity has injected too much into him! So much so that subsequent disciples will not be able to obtain it. This is unfair."
"Indeed, his opportunity has already begun to appear. I had to practice for several years before I could make my opportunity appear."
"Now that he has not cultivated enough, he holds such a valuable treasure. What is the difference between him and a child holding gold and entering the market?"
"If you ask me, I'd better use some opportunities to suppress the visible state, make it less public, and help other disciples."
"Nonsense, this opportunity has already shared the same feelings with him. If we forcefully withdraw it, what's the difference between being a widower and a widower?"
"Qingxuan, what do you think?"
At this time, the hall suddenly became quiet.
"This is my responsibility."
"Senior Brother Qingxuan, please don't forget that you are the one who is about to transcend the tribulation and ascend, so you won't be able to protect him for long."
"Dear immortals, Zhao Meng has arrived!"
The Taoist boy's words interrupted the debate in the palace.
"come in!"
Zhao Meng followed the Taoist boy into the main hall, and then he felt several eyes looking at him.
The owners of these eyes are men and women, old and young.
The emotions contained in the eyes are also various, including curiosity, scrutiny, and more meanings that Zhao Meng cannot understand.
Zhao Meng was not a social maniac. He lowered his head unconsciously under the gaze of these advanced people.
Seeing Zhao Meng arriving, Qingxuan spoke:
"how?"
"That's all! Leave this matter to your junior brother?"
After saying this, Zhao Meng felt a gust of wind coming from around him. When the strong wind dissipated, only Qing Xuan, Zhao Meng, and Bai Geng were left in the hall.
"Senior brother, just now"
"Senior brother, just now..."
"You don't have to worry about this." Qingxuan comforted Zhao Meng, and then looked at the shadow beside Zhao Meng.
Qingxuan, who had remained unchanged for thousands of years, actually had a look of nostalgia on his face.
"This object is called Jiayaozi, also known as Yaoguanggui. It is used to guide Qi, gather sun and build foundation. It can be obtained from the Heavenly Stem God Jiayao in Yaoguang Cave."
"Right now, this thing is still in a state of disorder, and you need to compile and guide it before it can be used normally."
"Is this the method of compilation?"
With that said, Qingxuan sent a jade slip in front of Zhao Meng.
"Generally speaking, ordinary disciples can only obtain one pillar of Yaoguang, and they need constant compilation and grinding to make it appear.
I didn’t expect that you would be so blessed and receive so much glory. Now, it’s no problem for you to get started in Juyang! "
After listening to Qingxuan's explanation, Zhao Meng put the jade slip on his forehead.
He originally thought that there must be some mysterious skill in this jade slip.
But after he took a few glances,
His expression changed slightly, and then he looked at Qingxuan in disbelief.
Just now he saw something very strange:
"Method of Shaping Artistic Conception"
Use mind as guide, use shape to shape body, use movement as stillness...
One is the inversion molding method.
[picture]
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[Internal structure diagram]
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…
Zhao Meng was stunned for a moment when he saw the mysterious content that suddenly appeared.
He never imagined that Qingxuan with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also see this.
For a moment, Zhao Meng thought Qingxuan had picked up the wrong jade slip.
"This is a picture of Xue Yugu shooting a fairy. It can be used as a reference..."
