Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hidden Demonic Arts

Zhang Han didn't dare to slack off, and while imitating the posture in situ, he memorized the cultivation method. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mental formulas are very concise, and there are only forty sentences, and the key is to comprehend and cultivate according to the law.

On the first day, all the mental teachings were completed.

Then I practiced four peculiar volleys every day, and exactly twenty-eight maneuvers for seven days.

Each posture is only demonstrated by the old man, and the rest of the time is all Zhang Han's own hard practice, those moving postures seem simple, but to master them all, it is not easier than when he and Long Jiu learned the Nine Claws of the Dragon, and the more each moving posture is practiced, the more mysterious it feels, which makes people indulge in it unconsciously.

Although the old man's Taixu Xiaohuanyu is said to be eight days, there is no difference between day and night, Zhang Han practiced without sleep and food, but he didn't seem to feel any tiredness and fatigue, eight days of practice, it seems that it is only equivalent to a day's hard work.

Could it be that this is the state of "happiness of the heart" and "self-forgetfulness" mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures?

Eight days later, the strange old man didn't even talk nonsense to Zhang Han, only glared at Zhang Han, said "It's good to do it yourself", and then patted his ass and disappeared from the small universe, Zhang Han just wanted to ask his name again, the sky swirled above his head, his eyes were dark, and the next moment, he was already standing in front of the stone wall full of wild vines.

Zhang Han felt like he had had a dream that had been in place for a long time, and when he woke up, he returned to the position he had been standing on.

Looking back at the sky, the five-colored sun in the sky had already set in the west, and the twilight was getting thicker.

Zhang Han was still indulging in the moving posture of the twenty-eight hidden demon arts, and suddenly someone next to him said impatiently: "It's time, let's go, if you don't leave, the door will be closed." ”

Zhang Han looked back and saw that the guiding boy was already standing behind me at some point, waving impatiently at him.

Zhang Han looked at the sun in the sky and said in amazement: "Didn't you say that it would take a day? The sun hasn't completely set yet, you guys are too unruly, aren't you?"

The guide boy snorted and said, "It's up to you whether you can go or not, after the gate of heaven is closed, you can't go if you want to." ”

Zhang Han said curiously: "Can't go? Why can't you go?"

The guide boy sneered: "After the gate of heaven is closed, your consciousness and body cannot return to your physical body, you will become a walking corpse, and you will never have a mind and soul again.

Zhang Han was startled, and hurriedly chased after him and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go now, right? I don't want to become a walking corpse!"

Just after leaving the gate of heaven, a thunderclap sounded in his ears, Zhang Han felt that it was dark in front of him, and his body had fallen rapidly!

The next moment, he had already returned to Chu Danchen's warm silver berry.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Chu Danchen had already eagerly asked him: "Little monk, tell me quickly, what have you gained on it, have you found your alchemy?"

Zhang Han was calm, the sky outside was dark and dreary, and it was still raining, and he was a little stunned and asked, "What time is it now?"

"An hour. ”

Zhang Han was taken aback: "It's only been an hour, but I've been in the Emperor's Spirit Garden for a long time... It's been a long time. ”

Chu Danchen glanced at him: "In the Xuan Realm, people and demons have a 'phase transformation' or 'ascension', and it is one day for the consciousness body to enter the Emperor's Spirit Garden, but that is only the time of consciousness, and the actual time is one hour. ”

Zhang Han said as if he didn't understand: "I understand, in our Tang Dynasty, one day in the sky is one year on the earth; ”

Chu Danchen knocked on Zhang Han's bald head and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, say it quickly, have you gained anything in the Demon Law Tablet Forest? Have you found the cultivation method of alchemy?"

Zhang Han grinned, shook his head and said: "I didn't find alchemy, but the harvest is still there, Lao Tzu learned a stealth demon technique in the demon stele forest, it seems to be quite good." ”

Chu Danchen said curiously: "Stealth Demonism?" In the Xuan Realm, Stealth Demonism can only fool some people and demons with low demonic power, and I have never heard of any kind of Stealth Demonism that can conceal real masters, what kind of Stealth Demonism are you learning?"

Zhang Han briefly told me what I had experienced in the Demon Law Tablet Forest, of course, omitting the plot of refining and transforming into a red butterfly to lead the way for him and the strange old man in the Taixu Xiaohuan teaching him to practice, although Chu Danchen is now very familiar with him, but the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, and the wandering experience in the Tang Dynasty has made Zhang Han have this virtue very early.

Chu Danchen frowned and said, "In this way, the hidden demon technique you learned is really a bit different? ”

Zhang Han waved his hand, a little nervous and said: "But, I have just learned it now, and I haven't practiced it yet.

Chu Danchen glanced at Zhang Han and said, "What are you afraid of? I will stop at the point, besides, all demon arts must stand up to practice, what's the use of just talking about not practicing?"

After speaking, he took out a wheel wing knife from his left hand and slashed at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was startled, he didn't think she would do it, and quickly instinctively moved his body to avoid her sudden attack.

Chu Danchen said angrily: "With your hidden demon technique, you can't check its quality in this way!"

As soon as the words fell, his right hand formed a claw, folded from an incredible angle, and grabbed his vest like lightning. Zhang Han was taken aback, and his mind quickly flashed over a moving posture of a hidden demonic technique, and the mantra and mental method were naturally born in response, and his figure flashed sideways behind the dresser next to him.