Poetry Cloud:

Luanling crane leans on the clouds, and seventy-two immortals come to the law. If you ask where the envoy goes, he will lie high in Penglai all his life.

There is also a poem:

It's difficult, it's hard, it's the most mysterious! Don't take Jin Dan as idle, don't meet people to pass on the tricks, empty words without tongue.

Chang'an City, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, the sky is dark, the city has a curfew, and most of the creatures who have been in a hurry for a day have fallen asleep, people, cats and dogs, and wind and rain. People who don't sleep naturally don't need to hurry for their livelihood, and the deeper the night, the more noisy they become, as well as the cockfighting dice.

In the palace of the king of Ruyang, the slaves and maids have changed the lighting candles for two stubbles, and the wine is rich in the glorious and luxurious banquet hall, and the king of Ruyang, who sits on the main seat, looked at the short and fat Taoist in the hall and enjoyed his performance.

Yes, it's appreciation.

Because the Taoist who practiced on the noble carpet in the hall was not acting like a juggler in the market who walked the rivers and lakes. I saw that the Taoist first asked his subordinates to prepare some items for the practice, and then he tied the Taoist robe, first made the etiquette before the Taoist cast the spell for a while, and then turned around and gave a salute to the king of Ruyang, and then silently recited a Taoist sentence and officially began to practice. The solemn and sacred Taoist ceremony is performed by his fat three-inch figure, which does not look like a juggler.

After Chang Zhiman finished these rituals, he saw him take out an empty porcelain bowl, a red cloth, a knife, and a bowl of ink from the table at random. After setting these things up, he first covered the empty porcelain bowl with a red cloth, then pinched his fingers with his right hand and cast a spell, and then pointed to the empty bowl, and his fingers flicked it, and when he opened it again, the empty bowl was already full of water.

After performing this trick to take water from the air, Chang Zhiman looked at the King of Ruyang, and the King of Ruyang was slightly surprised, he was surprised not that Chang Zhiman performed to take water from the air, but that the means of holding the full were low, that's it? This is the first disciple of the Tang Dynasty? This kind of trick to fool people, he has seen a lot of illusionists perform, although he himself can't, but after all, there are many people, this is really not a clever method, coaxing the people who have never seen the world, he is the famous King of Ruyang.

Chang Zhiman looked at it in his eyes and didn't care, he didn't bother to defend himself. There are some things that you just need to know, there is no need to say when you meet people: I really use magic to carry the power of the Five Elements of Water, which is a miniature version of Shizun Ye Jingneng borrowing a river from the sky, but it is not the trick of those jugglers who walk the streets and alleys, what's the matter, it is a loss of his identity.

After conjuring the clear water, Chang Zhiman then picked up the knife, and he slashed the bowl with the knife, and the water in the bowl seemed to be cut in half by him. King Ruyang stretched his neck and looked forward, his expression began to be a little surprised, interesting. Chang Zhi was full of pride but did not speak, in order to make the king of Ruyang see more really, he picked up the bowl of ink again, poured some ink into the bowl of clear water, and something magical happened. I saw that at this moment, the bowl of clear water had been turned into half clear and half ink, black and white, as if the knife had cut them in half. Chang Zhifu is not finished, he stretched out his fingers again, stirring the water in the bowl with his fingers, what is even more amazing is that the fingers into the water are playing around, and are not affected by the invisible boundary, no matter how his fingers stir, the water in the bowl is still water for water, ink for ink, even the ink on the fingers, as long as it reaches the side of the clear water, it will immediately become clear, a bowl of water is clearly distinguished.

King Ruyang was really stunned at this moment, whether it was this trick or the immortal method, he had never seen it. He did not believe in evil, and asked Chang Zhiman:

"This kind of magic power is quite wonderful, I wonder if the Lone King can try it?"

Chang Zhi smiled and pointed to the water in the bowl and replied:

"But it's okay to try!"

When the king of Ruyang got the answer, he hurried to the hall, and he first looked up and down the bowl on the table, and even buried his head under the table to see, and studied for a long time without a clue. Then he stretched out his fingers, ready to reach into the bowl to try, but shrank back, looking at Chang Zhiman with a suspicious look. Chang Zhiman knew that the prince was afraid of any danger, so he smiled indifferently, he didn't swear by the curse, he just stretched out his finger, put it in the bowl and stirred it again.

The bowl is still the same bowl, the water is still the same water, and the fingers that are often full are still complete when they come out, as if they are not even touched by water, dry and refreshing, and there is no change. King Ruyang looked at Chang Zhiman's thick and short fingers, but in the end he was more curious, he took a deep breath and slowly put his fingers in. When you put your fingers in the water, the water temperature is the same as usual, and your skin will feel the same as washing your hands as usual. He got used to it for a while, and slowly moved his finger to the black and white line, and passed through it little by little, without hindrance, without any abnormality.

King Ruyang stirred back and forth with his fingers for a while, the water still fluctuated with the stirring of his fingers, and the water lines were all complete, but the strange thing was that black was black, white or white, you didn't come, and I didn't go over. King Ruyang played for a while, but it was not enjoyable, and he even put the whole palm into it in the end, grabbing and stirring, but unfortunately it was in vain, the water was still magically incompatible.

King Ruyang finally failed to break the spell that Chang Zhiman, he took out his hand, looked at the bowl of water, habitually shook his hand, and shook it twice before remembering that his hand had just come out of the ink, and this flick didn't make the room full of ink. He hurriedly looked down, even more dumbfounded, where was the ink in his hand, dry and refreshing, and it was clear that there was not a single drop of water. He looked at Chang Zhiman, his face full of doubts, if it wasn't for his own personal experience, he wouldn't believe it.

Chang Zhiman didn't explain the mystery to King Ruyang, he just smiled and didn't say anything, King Ruyang is also patient, if you don't say it, I won't ask yet, suffocate you! At that moment, the King of Joy did not return to his seat, but stood at the table and watched the next performance of this dwarf bean.

Chang Zhiman didn't let the prince wait long, only to see him pick up the knife again, and use the knife to draw again at the black and white boundary, and the black and white quickly blended, and the water in the bowl turned all black. He covered the bowl with a red cloth again, pinched his hand, and the void was lifted up, and the red cloth was picked up in the air, and the bowl of black water left on the table turned into a bowl of clear water again.

King Ruyang's eyes fell to the ground at this moment, and he no longer felt that Chang Zhiman's performance was juggling, but a real immortal method. Chang Zhiman also took in the performance of King Ruyang, and muttered in his heart, where is this, such a little trick shocked you, I haven't done anything yet.

At that moment, Chang Zhiman invited the king of Ruyang to participate in the field in person, he asked the king of Ruyang to pick up the bowl of water, pour some on his right palm, and then he raised his palm in front of the king of Ruyang, let him blow a breath, and said that he would use the method he had learned to condense water into ice and turn water into ice.

King Ruyang looked at the water that often filled his palms, and blew obediently. When he finished blowing, he held his right hand, and the water was held in the palm of his hand, and he did the same, reciting the incantation in his mouth, pinching the trick with his left hand and pointing to his right hand. Sure enough, when he unfolded his palm, the water was gone, and there were some ice chips lying in the palm of his hand. It was not enough to turn the water into ice flowers, but he spread the red cloth on the table, and asked the king of Ruyang to pour all the remaining water in the bowl on the red cloth, obviously the bowl was water, but when the red cloth was encountered, it condensed into ice chips, and after pouring a bowl of water, the ice chips were piled up into a hill. He often held a bag full of ice chips and threw them into the air, and those ice chips turned into snowflakes and began to fall, and the whole hall was soon white and shiny, like snow at sunset in winter.

The snowflakes flew on the face of the King of Ruyang, he was already stunned, he only knew that he reached out to pick it up instinctively, and the snowflakes fell on his hands, it was as cold as winter snow, he looked at these snowflakes falling out of thin air in amazement, except for being stunned, he didn't know anything.

The snow kept falling, and soon it was half a finger thick, and the king of Ruyang finally came back to his senses, he looked at Chang Zhiman, his voice trembled a little, and he didn't know whether it was shocked or frozen, he sighed:

"Chang Xianshi's methods are really gods, and the lonely king admires and admires them from the bottom of his heart. You are so godly that you can not only turn water into ice, but also ice into snow. It's just amazing! ”

Chang Zhi was full of unfathomable smiles, and replied without hurry:

"Little trick, little trick, the prince praised it falsely!"

The king of Ruyang held the snow in his hand, and quickly retorted:

"Sincerely, Lone really admires the Immortal Master's methods, it's incredible!"

Chang Zhiman didn't answer, just waved his hand politely. King Ruyang kicked the snow on the felt blanket with his foot and asked casually:

"Master Chang Xian, I wonder how long it will take for this snow to fall?"

Chang Zhi was full of words, and replied casually:

"I call it down, it will go down, I call it to stop, stop immediately, if it doesn't matter, it will always go down!"

Chang Zhiman's words are obviously a little boastful, although the snow is true that he used spells to change, and when to stop is also under his mental control, but after all, there is a limit to spells, if it is really as he said, he can keep going, let's put aside the imbalance of the natural avenue, just that spell consumption is afraid that sooner or later he will be squeezed dry.

Of course, King Ruyang definitely doesn't know the trick, and Chang Zhiman's boast is harmless, after all, who doesn't want others to think they are amazing. After listening to Chang Zhiman's answer, King Ruyang really admired and admired him even more, and he shook his head and sighed while he was fascinated. It would be nice if he could also learn such a fairy method.

Chang Zhiman naturally didn't know what King Ruyang was thinking, he saw that the spell of condensing water into ice had been displayed, he immediately gathered his mind, secretly recited the spell mantra in his heart, hid his hands in his sleeves, pinched up the spell, and changed different handprints to accumulate energy for his final spell.

These are not enough, he wants to give King Ruyang a big surprise.

On the surface, he was not alarmed, and while dealing with the king of Ruyang, he was accumulating strength. The King of Ruyang also regained some vigor here, looking at the snow all over the room, although it was beautiful but not suitable, he was ready to summon his servants to come in and clean up the snow. Chang Zhiman saw that the king of Ruyang was about to call someone in, and hurriedly shouted to stop:

"The prince can't, this kind of magic can't be seen by ordinary people, so as not to give birth to unnecessary right and wrong!"

The king of Ruyang listened and quickly withdrew the order.

"yes, how did Lone forget this! It's just that this room is full of snow, and I don't know what to do! ”

Chang Zhi was waiting for the words of King Ruyang, but he replied unhurriedly:

"What's so hard about that! Wang Ye, look at the poor means! ”

After saying this, the spell that had been secretly accumulated for a long time came up. As soon as he flicked his robe, the cuffs flew, and the snowflakes in the room were sucked into the sleeves by him, and the cuffs were like the center of a tornado, and after a while, the snowflakes that were more than half a finger thick were sucked clean, and the entire hall returned to its previous appearance. King Ruyang looked at the spectacular scene, and his heart was also surging, and his blood was boiling. After a long time, he let out a sigh:

"The immortal master is powerful, the lonely king admires, admires!"

That's it? Impossible, the sleeve is not enough, the main event of Chang Zhifu has not yet begun, I saw his face serious, holding his breath, those snowflakes that were swept into his sleeves slowly condensed into a snowball in the palm of his hand, the snowball became smaller and smaller, the more condensed and more transparent, and finally became no more than the size of a melon.

King Ruyang looked at the snowball that contracted and changed a little bit, and he was also curious, isn't this over yet? Does this Taoist still have supernatural powers?

King Ruyang guessed correctly, what Chang Zhiman was casting at the moment was no longer a spell that condensed water into ice, but a more clever condensation of people, and he wanted to use the snow in his hand to transform a magical power that King Ruyang would never forget for the rest of his life.

He exerted this magic power with his heart, the internal qi consumption was huge, the snowball had become an ice ball, the ice ball slowly became like a chicken, the chicken slowly contracted and grew out of the head and feet, and then grew facial features, and in the end, even the clothes and accessories also changed, and he was a half-foot-tall Xiaoice man!

King Ruyang was a little frightened at this moment, he looked at the Xiaoice man who often held the change with snow condensation, this Xiaoice man was exactly the same as his current self regardless of his facial features or body serving, except that he was one big and one small, as if he had shrunk.

His face was a little pale, his eyes were round, staring at the Xiaoice man, his voice trembled slightly and asked Chang Zhiman, anyone who saw a self born out of thin air would not be calm. He asked:

"This ...... This...... What is it? How did the mage conjure up a me! ”

Because of the shock in his heart, this Ruyang King even forgot to use the honorifics, it seems that Chang Man's spell really shocked him, and he was so shocked that his tongue was knotted.

Chang Zhiman was very satisfied with his decision, he slowly breathed his internal breath, touched the beard on his chin, and said with a smile:

"The prince doesn't need to panic, this is just a little trick of some kind of change, which changes to make the prince laugh. The prince and relax, this little trick is not dangerous, on the contrary, it is quite interesting, the prince can blow at him, and there are even more surprises! ”

King Ruyang was suspicious, a little suspicious in his heart, but he wanted to see what surprises there were. After thinking about it for a while, in the end, it was the man's true colors that prevailed, and he chose to blow his breath to see what was going on.

Isn't it just a breath, what's so great, can it still come back to life!

Hey, it's really alive!

I saw that the Ruyang Dynasty blew on the Xiaoice man hanging in the air, and the Xiaoice man slowly opened his eyes, his mouth opened slightly, his nose was stirred, and his stomach began to bulge, but he became a living person who could breathe.

"Mom, it's really alive!"

King Ruyang was so frightened that he couldn't help but shout!

"Mom, it's really alive!"

King Ruyang has not slowed down, he was staring at the villain, suddenly heard the Xiaoice man speak, and it was the same as what he said, even the tone of the voice was exactly the same, this time Wang Ye could no longer eat, he jumped back, his hands clenched into fists, leaned down, his eyes were like leopards, like a great enemy, he stared at the Xiaoice man with an iron face.

Chang Zhiman looked at King Ruyang's movements and expression, and hurriedly shouted:

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

The king of Ruyang listened to Chang Zhiman's shout, looked back at the dwarf man, and saw that the other party was so anxious that he jumped up and down, and his two hands kept waving. Immediately reacting, he slowly breathed his internal strength, and the tense nerves eased little by little. Looking at the villain again, he is also like him, clasping his hands into fists and looking vigilant.

In the end, it was the person who had seen the great world, after a while, King Ruyang regained his true color, he looked at the Xiaoice man, and then looked at Chang Zhiman, pointed to the Xiaoice man, and asked Chang Zhiman:

"Immortal Master Chang, what is this? How can you be the same as this king, and learn the king's speaking actions, it's so interesting! ”

Before he could answer the full answer, the Xiaoice man was in the same posture and the same language:

"Immortal Master Chang, what is this? How can you be the same as this king, and learn the king's speaking actions, it's so interesting! ”

Chang Zhiman also recovered at this moment, he laughed, pointed to the Xiaoice man and explained:

"Don't panic, this thing is a water spirit that is condensed and transformed into a water spirit that awakens him, so he will learn from the prince's words and actions. When Poor Dao condensed him just now, he borrowed your appearance, and when he got your breath, he became like you. ”

After listening to this explanation, King Ruyang understood a little in his heart, and there was no more horror at the moment, only curiosity was left in his head! He looked at the Xiaoice man and laughed loudly:

"Fun, fun, really fun! Master Chang Immortal is really an eye-opener for this king today! Hahaha! ”

The Xiaoice man learned from King Ruyang to say it again, causing King Ruyang to laugh even more. At that moment, the two of them sat down again, and Chang Zhiman put the Xiaoice man in front of King Ruyang's table, and King Ruyang began to tease the Xiaoice man. The adults feed the villain, the villain feeds the adult, the adults raise their glasses and drink, and the villain also drinks empty, all kinds of performances make the king of Ruyang dance.

In this way, King Ruyang talked freely with Chang Zhiman while teasing the Xiaoice man. Chang Zhiman looked at the spell he had worked so hard to come up with, and he was also very proud, although this skill was not his unique skill at the bottom of the box, but it was also different from ordinary immortal magic techniques.

The so-called immortal art is a practitioner who uses the energy in his own body as a medium to communicate with the various supernatural effects caused by the external heaven and earth Yuan Qi. When you need to cast a spell, you can use a spell, or use a magic tool, or use a formation, or use a spell to pull it, so that the inner Qi can be released outward, and the resonance of the Zhou Tian elements will be triggered, and finally achieve your own goal, or attack or defend, or explicit or hidden, or fly or escape, or move or bind.

The criterion for distinguishing the depth of a practitioner's spell is the amount of internal Qi entering the body, and the size of the domain field drawn by the outer Qi. Chang Zhiman is born with a keen perception of water because of his body, and he is faster than others when he practices water-based spells, but correspondingly, the remaining power of the four elements of "gold, wood, fire and earth" is weaker.

On the way of cultivation, it is said that everything in heaven and earth is transformed by the chaotic true qi, and the true qi gives birth to four images. These four images are the old yang, the old yin, the young yang, and the less yin. The ancestor Fuxi penetrated the origin of the world from the Hetuluo book, so he divided the cosmic star field into seven star regions of "Three Walls" and "Four Elephants". "Sanyuan" is "Ziweiyuan", symbolizing the imperial palace; "Taiweiyuan" symbolizes the administrative body; "Tenshigai" symbolizes a bustling market. These three walls are arranged in a triangular pattern around the North Star. In the periphery of the "three walls", there are the "four elephants" of old yang, old yin, young yang and less yin, that is, "the eastern canglong, the southern vermilion bird, the western white tiger, and the northern xuanwu". Because of the difference in orientation and origin, the four elephants give birth to different origin powers and cultivation methods, and are therefore divided into the five elements of "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth" by practitioners.

Among them, fire and water are the four positives, and they also represent the heaven and the earth. The four heavens and the earth are the six combinations, which are the places where people and all spirits live, encompassing the realm of all things. One water and one fire is also this meaning.

Then the four elephants derived the eight trigrams, namely Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun. Bagua is further divided into innate gossip and acquired gossip. The innate gossip talks about the body, and the acquired gossip talks about the use. The four elephants and five elements represent different directions in the innate and acquired gossip, and the change in the direction in the innate and acquired gossip creates a picture of the avenue giving birth to all things, and all spirits multiply according to the Tao, which is endless and never exhausted.

Correspondingly, from the five origins of "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth", countless cultivation methods have been derived, such as the art of war, the wood method, the water method, the thunder method, the fire method, the spell method, the earth method, the formation method, the wind method, the escape method, the ghost method, the demon law and so on. A tree, a stone, a beetle, and a dog, as long as they can attract Qi into the body, they can practice on their own. There is no end to life, but there are never two things that are the same. Because the ontology of cultivation is different, endless cultivation methods have been derived. Some are clever, some are clumsy, such as Tiangang's thirty-six methods and seventy-two techniques, which are all supernatural powers.

Among these many living beings, there are great differences in cultivation qualifications, especially people, because the ontology is closest to the innate god, so they are more favored by the origin of this heaven and earth, and their cultivation is often stronger than other kinds. But even if they enjoy the favor of heaven and earth alone, there are only so many people who can truly attract Qi into the body for thousands of years, let alone those who can finally achieve positive results and soar to the sky.

Of course, there are also people with extraordinary talents, such as the master Ye Jingneng who is often full, this person is favored by heaven and earth, and is born with the five elements of "gold, wood, water, fire and earth", especially the "fire" sexual talent, which is even better, and therefore enjoys the perception of the gods. Therefore, Ye Jing can cultivate for only a hundred years, and he can kill the evil mirage and punish the Hu monk, and the sword slashes the fox demon and kills the dragon in the air. You know, how can a dragon be so easy to kill, even if it's just a dragon, it is a supreme existence!

Chang Zhiman knew that there was no hope of catching up with his master in this life, and there was no hope in the next life, in the next life. But compared to those ordinary animals who have broken their immortal roots, he is much more free.

Isn't there a saying that people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away!

Chang Zhiman was content, he looked at the Ruyang King who teased Xiaoice, and then thought about the poor people in the market who were running for firewood, rice, oil and salt, and his heart felt much better.

He picked up a glass of wine, poured it down, and cheered heartily:

"Good wine!"