"Is there a tanuki in this world?"

"Didn't the master say that there are few spirits in the world?"

The boy looked at the stone man curiously and asked.

She tilted her head, as if she was depicting a humanoid orange in her mind.

"It's not a native creature, and it's impossible to see its killing aura in this realm."

"As a teacher, I think that this tanuki is afraid that it has the ability to break through boundaries."

Shi Daoren shook his head and said.

The face that looked wooden because of the strange stone was faintly revealed a little envy.

Its heels are not good.

In the past, it can be described as a demonic obstacle demon and evil stream, and it is monstrous.

Fortunately, he has made some changes and has been able to return to the right path.

But after all, he is an alien heel, and his cultivation is quite slow.

If it weren't for the stone people who were born with a stone heart, they would have excellent patience.

And the heart of the stone is stubborn, not as easy to repeat as the human heart.

The operation of turning from evil to righteousness and returning to demons is something that Shidao people can't do.

But if there are foreign creatures, they don't correct their karma and run amok.

It's a blood sacrifice to kill, and when you come back, you will cause some prejudice at most.

It's not like it, it will be killed directly.

But what about cultivating like that?

Shi Daoren looked at his newly recruited apprentices.

He seemed to vaguely feel the "teacher's heart" that someone had told him about.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why after a manpower pressed the present generation, he chose to enter Wudang to teach and pass on the scriptures.

As soon as he thought of this, a slight stiff smile appeared on Shi Daoren's face as he looked at his disciple.

"Master, you're giggling again."

The boy purred his eyes and glanced at the other Taoists who were smiling lightly and sipping tea.

Then, he quickly leaned into the stone man's ear and said.

"Nonsense, your master and I are stubborn stones, and I am not stupid and rotten wood."

Shi Daoren gently knocked the boy and said after a violent shudder.

He has no other feelings about the world calling it "strange stones", but prefers a stubborn word.

This also has to do with some of his circumstances in his early years.

"Alright, sit down."

"I'll tell you about the changes in these eight or nine Xuangong......

The stone man summoned the boy to the bamboo forest on the side, and then summoned the stone chair in the pavilion somewhere in the mountains with his mana.

began to talk to her about the characteristics of eight or nine Xuangong......

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"You've got a taste of the change."

A person looked at the bamboo in front of him and said after observing it for a long time.

"Disperse for the time being, and come with me as a person."

Then, a group of people summoned Yi Chun, who had changed into the appearance of a certain true monarch, to the inner room.

The two sat cross-legged on the futon.

"You don't have any taboos."

"I'm not afraid of being burdened."

A person glanced at Yi Chun's appearance for a while, and then reprimanded lightly.

However, nothing more was said.

He thought to himself, this disciple didn't know the taboo.

But it stands to reason that I don't know how long it has been, and there has been no reaction.

The reasons for this are some of the reasons that make people think deeply.

What does this disciple of mine have to do with that true monarch?

However, it was a matter of the upper realm after all.

And now the mortal dust and the upper realm have long been blocked.

The earthly world is orderly, and the sacrifices are free, not to be confused with theology.

Recently, there has been a growing downplay of beliefs that characterize specific human nature.

Therefore, there is not much research on this.

Although he is powerful in the modern era, this is the world of mortals after all.

He, a remnant of the old era, is not happy to watch the clouds rise and enjoy light tea.

Why bother stirring up the muddy waters that are destined to overturn.

If it weren't for the madness of the people's hearts and the difficulty of eliminating the devil, he would have closed the mountain and gone away a long time ago.

"That's it, the matter has come to this, and it is also your fate."

A man shook his head and said.

Immediately, he said to Yi Chun:

"Eighty-nine Xuangong is the Xuangong of the Daomen, which is self-combined and has nine-turns, and has seventy-two supernatural powers."

"But although you are an orange peel eater, after all, the Tao is still shallow."

"Don't think about being greedy."

"Practice the last one first, wait for it to be more profound, and then practice other methods."

Subsequently, a group of people and Yi Chun explained the seventy-two supernatural powers one by one.

Yi Chun listened, only to feel that those supernatural powers were strong and weak, and the difference was very big.

The weak, that is, a spell of about 5-6 rings can achieve the corresponding effect.

If it is strong, it is a little difficult to say.

There are also forbidden methods that include creating something out of nothing or transforming the essence of things, or causing the heavens and the earth to be disordered, and the sun and the moon to lose their color.

If the sequence of magic is forcibly equalized, at least a legendary-level spell can have this effect.

However, it is different from the system of magic, which is like a wall, and the layers are clearly distinguished.

These supernatural practices are self-contained, from weak to strong, and have not changed much.

In a sense, it can also be called the "Tao" in magic.

Of course, this is Yi Chun's understanding now.

As his knowledge and vision broadened, his understanding of the Tao gradually changed.

Yi Chun, on the other hand, did not covet how powerful these supernatural powers were.

After all, as he had appraised, these were pure spells.

He has his own system of power that has been gradually perfected and vast, and it would be a reversal of the cart before the horse to abandon these specialized in one supernatural power.

Therefore, when a person preached a certain supernatural power, Yi Chun had a decision in his heart.

"If a disciple wants to learn a lot of changes, he chooses to mediate and create."

Yi Chun said respectfully to a person.

He was his mentor and helped him grow a lot.

Although, Yi Chun didn't want to leave too many fetters.

But people are a little warm, and he is still a spring.

The boundary between good and evil does not mean the loss of warmth.

On the contrary, under the immersion of those thousands of years, it became more and more mellow.

After all, the desire for foreign objects fades over the years.

But this is not always the case.

After hearing Yi Chun's choice, a hand that was stroking his beard paused.

Then, he said indifferently:

"You have a good belly, so you directly chose the fattest one."

"In that case, let's go to the top of the library and find the method for ourselves."

Subsequently, Yi Chun retired and left.

After Yi Chun left, a person slowly shook his head.

"If he wants to learn thunder and lightning, I can teach it."

"It's about moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, or maybe you can talk about it."

"If it is the art of summoning the gods, inviting the gods, making public opinion, and carrying all kinds of techniques, you can say it in detail."

"But the good things are the way to the ...... of reason"

A man waved his hand to whisk the dust.

"It's hard to teach, let's go and understand it."

At this time, a person suddenly felt that Yu Xing was okay.

Although compared to Yi Chun, he looked a little stunned.

But after all, I can still control it, and I have some fun teaching and passing on the scriptures.

This three-flower apprentice is the most optimistic about him recently.

It is expected that he is extraordinary, although he is orange, he can walk briskly to the avenue.

But he didn't expect that the unspeakable situation of the master Nuo Nuo would arrive so soon.

"That's it, it's not good to say, this is also a lord who turns up the flag and speaks to the sky."

"I'd better have a few pots of tea with my old friend."

A man muttered to himself......