Fang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "It really can't be true, you can take someone to pull this gold away now." ”

A group of villagers gathered around, and they all showed joy when they heard the words, and a village elder shouted at Wang Zhuzi: "Zhuzi, what are you hesitating about, and you still don't agree to Fang Gongzi, it's 10,000 taels of gold." ”

Wang Zhuzi nodded fiercely at Fang Xiaoyu, and a group of villagers rushed up to help Wang Zhuzi carry the gold away.

Fang Xiaoyu rushed to the residence with the thousand-year-old peach wood heart that had just arrived.

The Four-Eyed Daoist was in retreat refining the Heavenly Thunder Token, and the Ninth Uncle was refining the Peach Talisman with the Hundred-Year-Old Peach Heart he had obtained earlier.

When Fang Xiaoyu rushed back, Uncle Jiu was concentrating and calmly waving the talisman pen in his hand to draw a talisman on top of the peach talisman.

Fang Xiaoyu clearly felt that as the talisman drew the peach talisman, the aura between heaven and earth was converging towards the peach talisman, and soon a huge aura of heaven and earth was accumulated, once it was stimulated, the power was not small.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't bother Uncle Jiu, just stood aside and watched quietly.

made a peach talisman, Uncle Nine exhaled a breath of turbidity, put down the talisman pen in his hand, and then turned to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Hey, why did you come back so early today." ”

Fang Xiaoyu took out the thousand-year-old peach wood heart in his hand and put it in front of Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, look what this is." ”

Uncle Nine was slightly stunned, slowly opened, his eyes shrank, and his breathing tightened: "Thousand years of peach wood heart." ”

Sure enough, he couldn't hide it from Uncle Jiu's eyes, and Uncle Jiu recognized the thousand-year-old peach wood heart at a glance, and Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Yes, someone sent it not long ago." ”

Uncle Nine looked at Fang Xiaoyu, and then at the thousand-year-old peach heart, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he had been running for a thousand-year-old peach heart for more than a year, but Fang Xiaoyu was good, and someone would send the precious thousand-year-old peach heart to the door when he sat there.

Just by looking at Uncle Jiu's expression, you can guess the thoughts in Uncle Jiu's heart, Fang Xiaoyu is not here to stimulate Uncle Jiu, and said with a smile: "Master, with this thousand-year-old peach wood heart, you can replace your peach wood sword, and the power will definitely be doubled when the time comes, and killing that female ghost will not be like cutting melons and vegetables." ”

Raising his hand and patting it on Fang Xiaoyu's head, Uncle Nine said: "Okay, although your master and I are old-fashioned, but I am not the kind of person who does not know how to be flexible, I will accept your peach wood heart." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xiaoyu's mouth, just looking at Uncle Jiu's reaction, Fang Xiaoyu knew that there was no problem for him to worship under Uncle Jiu, with Uncle Jiu's personality, if he refused to accept himself as a beginner disciple, then he would definitely not accept the thousand-year-old peach wood heart.

Sure enough, Uncle Nine thought for a while and said, "Come to my room in the evening, and I will pass on your Maoshan introductory method." ”

Fang Xiaoyu was overjoyed in her heart, and responded respectfully: "Thank you, master." ”

In the evening, Fang Xiaoyu cleaned up and entered the room.

Uncle Nine was dressed in a strong suit, and he was sitting there at this time, and there was a tablet on the tea table next to him, with the word Maoshan written on it.

Seeing Fang Xiaoyu walk in, Uncle Nine looked at Fang Xiaoyu with a solemn expression and said, "Today's teacher will officially accept you as my Maoshan Sect person, I hope you ......"

Then Uncle Nine told Fang Xiaoyu about the rules that Maoshan disciples needed to follow, and finally pointed to the tablet and said, "After performing the three kneeling and nine bowing bows, you are my Maoshan disciple." ”

Fang Xiaoyu respectfully made an entrance salute to the tablet, and finally offered the ninth uncle a cup of apprenticeship, the ninth uncle took it, took a sip, helped Fang Xiaoyu up, and said with a little satisfaction on his face: "Speaking of which, your martial arts cultivation is no worse than being a teacher......

Fang Xiaoyu shook his head and said: "Although the disciple's martial arts cultivation is not bad, but he is a layman for Taoism, the Confucian saint has clouds, and there must be my teacher in the threesome, and the disciple can worship under the Maoshan Sect and respect the master as a teacher, which is really the honor of the disciple." ”

patted Fang Xiaoyu on the shoulder, and Uncle Nine took out a yellowed scroll and motioned for Fang Xiaoyu to sit down.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the futon, and only heard Uncle Jiu say: "Martial arts people start with strengthening their body and practicing qi in the lower dantian, and open up the two veins of Ren Du to become an innate realm." My Taoism is aimed at health and longevity, and it starts with the middle dantian, which also gathers internal breath, runs through the muscles and veins of the body, and enters the innate realm. ”

Fang Xiaoyu nodded slightly, one of the two is mainly based on the lower dantian, and the other is mainly based on the middle dantian, their purpose is to pursue the innate realm, but the strength cultivated by the two is slightly different.

What a martial artist cultivates is innate inner breath, while what a Taoist cultivates is mana. It can be seen that the two are not the same system, and there may be similarities, but they are also different.

These common-sense things have actually been recorded in some of the common sense of cultivation given to him by Uncle Nine a few days ago, and now Uncle Nine has just mentioned it briefly.

Next, I heard the ninth uncle say solemnly: "My Maoshan faction is inherited from Sanmao Zhenjun, it is the authentic inheritance of the Daomen, you are my Maoshan disciple, I will pass on your Sanyuan Zhenjun secret technique, this is the method of my Maoshan core inheritance, and the practice of this method can reach the realm of land immortals." ”

Fang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, didn't he just want to practice the authentic cultivation method of the Dao Sect after spending so much effort, and now that the Ninth Uncle is willing to pass on the core secret method of his Maoshan Sect, it is naturally the best.

Saying that, Uncle Jiu passed on the secret technique of the Three Yuan True Monarch to Fang Xiaoyu, and just once, Fang Xiaoyu firmly memorized the entire secret method.

Uncle Jiu took a test and found that Fang Xiaoyu remembered word for word, and the other party Xiaoyu was very satisfied, no matter who it was, he would definitely like a disciple who could understand it and teach it.

Just remembering the secret method does not guarantee that you can practice smoothly, each family and each faction has its own inheritance, so you must be led by a master to enter the door.

Uncle Nine began to instruct Fang Xiaoyu to practice the secret technique of the Three Yuan True Monarchs, and answered the questions raised by Fang Xiaoyu one by one.

For a martial arts innate powerhouse like Fang Xiaoyu, it is not difficult to get started with the cultivation of the Dao method, after all, he is already an innate powerhouse, and it is not difficult to gather innate aura in the middle dantian.

When Fang Xiaoyu settled down, according to Uncle Jiu's suggestion, he slowly gathered the aura of heaven and earth in the middle dantian, and suddenly, in the middle dantian, a wisp of innate breath appeared, Fang Xiaoyu stabilized his mind, not impatient, and slowly expanded this wisp of breath, until this wisp of breath slowly circulated in the middle dantian, and then opened his eyes.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the night passed like this, but the ninth uncle was sitting cross-legged on the side to protect Fang Xiaoyu at this time, and he didn't dare to be negligent for a moment.

The first practice is the most important, if you don't know the way, the slightest negligence may go crazy, especially Fang Xiaoyu, who has entered the path of cultivation from martial arts, is easily affected by his own martial arts cultivation experience, so he should be even more careful.

Therefore, Uncle Nine didn't dare to close his eyes almost overnight, lest something go wrong in Fang Xiaoyu's cultivation, but fortunately, everything went well, Fang Xiaoyu cultivated the first mana and officially entered the path of cultivation.

As soon as Fang Xiaoyu opened his eyes, he saw Uncle Nine sitting beside him with a tired face, who didn't know that Uncle Nine must have guarded him all night, and said with a little warmth in his heart: "Master, the disciple has bothered you." ”

Uncle Nine frowned and said: "You and I are masters and apprentices, where did you get so many politeness, now that you have started, I will continue to pass on the Maoshan spells to you and me." ”

Seeing Uncle Nine leave to rest, Fang Xiaoyu sat cross-legged and curiously operated the Maoshan Method, in the middle dantian, the mana was growing slowly, but the speed of growth was amazing.

At least compared to what Uncle Nine said, Fang Xiaoyu's mana growth speed in his body was at least ten times faster than that of a person.

Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyu had the ninth uncle to mention it, and knew the reason, and he had a certain advantage in switching from martial arts to cultivation, that is, he could convert the true qi in the lower dantian into mana, so that as long as the true qi of the dantian was endless, it could be continuously converted into mana, and the speed of gathering mana would naturally be much faster.

Refining and refining gas, refining gas and transforming God is such a truth.

It is said that if a martial arts powerhouse has such an advantage in transferring to cultivation, there should be many people who cultivate through this method, but it is difficult to popularize this method.

After all, it is not so easy to cultivate to the innate martial arts, and even if you reach the innate martial arts, if you want to change cultivation, no matter your age or anything, it is not suitable for changing the cultivation method.

Therefore, according to Uncle Jiu, there are almost very few people he knows who have changed from martial arts to cultivation.

An endless stream of mana gathered between the dantian, and Fang Xiaoyu had an impulse, that is, to cultivate the secret technique on the nerves of the Taiyin ghosts, the Nine Ghosts Summoning Ghost Dafa, as long as he practiced this method, he would be able to awaken Lei Tingting.

However, after the impulse in Fang Xiaoyu's heart, he suppressed the impulse with reason, after all, he had just started, if he really wanted to cultivate the Nine Ghosts and Ghosts Dafa, then he would have to wait until his cultivation in Dao Law was stronger.

Besides, Uncle Nine also said that he will soon pass on his Maoshan technique, and when the time comes, he will practice the technique of inviting gods and ghosts in Maoshan, and he can also wake up Lei Tingting, and he has been waiting for so many years, and it is not bad for this time.

In the next half a month, Fang Xiaoyu followed Uncle Jiu to practice, and Uncle Nine taught him the secret technique of Maoshan Mountain, and the room where the four-eyed Taoist retreat in the middle once again attracted thunder and slashing, but the four-eyed Taoist really lived up to expectations and once again successfully refined a heavenly thunder token.

Needless to say, this Heavenly Thunder Token fell into the hands of Uncle Jiu, and he was kept warm every day.

As for the four-eyed Daoist himself, he could only retreat again to refine the remaining Heavenly Thunder Token.

On this day, the thunder slashed wildly, and Fang Xiaoyu, who had already experienced it twice, could calmly wait with Uncle Jiu for the four-eyed Daoist to get out.

When the thunder disappeared, the four-eyed Taoist walked out of the room, as if he had come out of a refugee camp, his hair unkempt, and his tiredness could not be concealed in his high spirits. (To be continued.) )