Chapter 336: A Taoist Feels Very Fierce
"Is there a civet cat that has become a spirit in this world?"
"Didn't Master say that there are almost no spirits left in the world?"
The boy looked at the Taoist priest curiously and asked.
She tilted her head, as if picturing a human-sized orange cat in her mind.
"It is not a native creature. Looking at its murderous aura, it is impossible to survive in this world."
"Master, I think this raccoon cat might have the ability to break through boundaries and travel through time."
Taoist Shi shook his head and said.
On his face, which had seemed dull because of the stone's enlightenment, a hint of envy was revealed.
Its followers are not good people.
In the past, they were like demons and evil spirits, with monstrous power.
Fortunately, I have some good fortune and can return to the right path.
But after all, he is an alien being and is quite slow in cultivation.
If it weren't for the fact that Shi Daoren was born with a heart of stone, he would have had great patience.
Moreover, the heart of stone is stubborn and not as fickle as the human heart.
Shi Dao Ren could not do the operation of turning from evil to good and then returning to the devil again.
But if there are creatures from other realms who do not correct their karma and run rampant.
Even if there is a bloody killing, at most some prejudice will be caused when you return.
Not really, he was beaten to death.
But what if you can achieve that?
Taoist Shi looked at his new disciple.
He seemed to vaguely understand what a Taoist once told him about the "teacher's heart and parent's heart".
Perhaps, this is also the reason why a person, after dominating his contemporaries, chose to join Wudang and engage in teaching and passing on scriptures.
When he thought of this, Taoist Shi looked at his disciple and a slightly stiff smile appeared on his face.
"Master, you are grinning again."
The boy rolled his eyes and glanced at the other .
Then, he quickly walked up to Shi Daoren and spoke into his ear.
"Nonsense, I am your master, a stone that has attained enlightenment, not a foolish or rotten wood."
Taoist Shi gave the boy a light slap and said.
He had no objection to what people called "attaining enlightenment through strange stones", but he preferred the word "stubborn" more.
This is also related to some of his circumstances in his early years.
"Okay, sit up straight."
"Let me tell you about the changes of this Eight-Nine Mysterious Art..."
The Taoist priest Shi called the boy to a bamboo forest nearby, and then used his magical powers to summon a stone chair from a pavilion somewhere in the mountains.
I started to talk to her about the characteristics of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts...
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"Your transformation is quite interesting."
A Taoist looked at the bamboo in front of him and observed it intently for a long time before saying this.
"Go away for now, and come with me in your new look."
Afterwards, a Taoist priest called Yi Chun, who had transformed into the appearance of a true god, into the inner room.
The two of them sat cross-legged on the cushion.
"You, you have no taboos."
"I'm not afraid of being hit by a pole."
A Taoist looked at Yi Chun for a long while, then scolded him lightly.
However, nothing more was said.
He thought that it was better that his disciple didn't know the taboos.
But logically speaking, it has been who knows how long and there has been no response.
The reason behind this is something that makes a Taoist think deeply.
Could it be that my disciple has any connection with that True Lord?
However, that is the matter of the upper realm after all.
Moreover, the mortal world and the upper world have long been cut off.
The secular world is even more orderly, and sacrifices are allowed, which should not be confused with theology.
Recently, beliefs with specific human characteristics have been increasingly diluted.
Therefore, Taoists do not do much research on this.
Although he is superior to his contemporaries, this is ultimately a world of mortals.
As a remnant of the old era, isn't it a happy thing for him to watch the clouds rise and sip tea leisurely?
Why bother stirring up mud that is bound to capsize?
If people's hearts were not in chaos and the devil was not hard to get rid of, he would have closed the mountain and lived a carefree life long ago.
"Forget it. Now that things have come to this, it is your fate."
A Taoist shook his head and waved his sleeves.
Then, he said to Yi Chun:
"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art is a Taoist mysterious art, which combines the nine transformations and has seventy-two magical powers."
"But even though you can eat orange peels, you are still a novice in Taoism after all."
"Don't think about being more greedy."
"Practice one skill first, and when you have mastered it, you can then practice other skills."
Afterwards, the Taoist and Yi Chun explained the seventy-two magical powers in detail one by one.
As Yi Chun listened, he felt that those magical powers were of varying strengths, and the differences were huge.
The weaker one, that is, a spell of about 5-6 levels can achieve the corresponding effect.
As for the strong ones, it’s hard to say.
Among them are forbidden methods that include creating something out of nothing, changing the nature of things, or causing disorder in heaven and earth and making the sun and moon lose their luster.
If we force an equivalence using a magic sequence, it would take at least a legendary spell to have such an effect.
However, this is different from the magic system which is built up like a wall with clear distinctions between layers.
The practice of these supernatural powers is a self-contained system, which progresses from weak to strong without much change.
In a sense, it can also be called the "Tao" in magic.
Of course, this is Yi Chun’s current understanding.
As his knowledge continued to increase and his vision continued to broaden, his understanding of Tao gradually changed.
Yi Chun, on the other hand, was not greedy for how powerful these magical powers were.
After all, as he had judged, these were pure sorcery.
He has his own gradually improved and huge power system. Wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse to abandon all these and specialize in studying one kind of magical power?
Therefore, when a Taoist priest was talking about a certain magical power, Yi Chun made up his mind.
"I wish to learn something more varied, so I will choose to mediate the creation."
Yi Chun said respectfully to a man.
He was his mentor and provided him with great help in his growth.
Although, Yi Chun didn't want to leave too many ties.
But if people give him some warmth, he will still have spring.
The boundary between good and evil does not mean the loss of warmth.
On the contrary, it becomes more mellow after thousands of years.
After all, the desire for external things will gradually fade over the years.
But emotions are not always like this.
After hearing Yi Chun's choice, the man who was stroking his beard paused.
Then, he said calmly:
"You are so generous that you just picked the fattest one."
"In that case, go to the top of the library and get the Dharma yourself."
Afterwards, Yi Chun took his leave and left.
After Yi Chun left, a man slowly shook his head.
"If he wants to learn about thunder, lightning, wind and rain, I can teach him."
"It's like moving mountains and filling the sea. Maybe I can talk about that."
"If it's about calling the gods, inviting the gods, geomancy, and moving things, you can explain it in detail."
"But the great way of mediation leads to the truth..."
A Taoist waved the whisk in his hand.
"It's hard to teach. Just go and figure it out yourself."
At this time, the Taoist suddenly felt that Yu Xing was not bad.
Although compared to Yi Chun, he seemed a little dazed.
But after all, I can still control it and enjoy the fun of teaching.
This Sanhua disciple is the one he is most optimistic about recently.
It was expected that he had an extraordinary footing, and even though he was orange, he could still walk briskly until he reached the main road.
But I didn't expect that the situation where the teacher was speechless would come so soon.
"Forget it. It's hard to say. This is also a person who raises the flag and speaks up for the world."
"I'd better drink some tea with my old friend."
A man murmured to himself...
