Chapter 178: Secret Realm and Dream
There is no time to learn the Tao, since the age of five enlightenment and practice, in the blink of an eye, another 12 years have passed.
At this time, Zhang Zifan has become a handsome young man in Yushu.
What is gratifying is that in this life, Zhang Zifan's roots and bones are surprisingly good, and at a young age, his understanding of Taoism surpasses that of the audience's old Taoists.
Actually, this is also normal.
In his previous life, Zhang Ya, although he took the road of becoming an immortal, after all, he was well-informed, and the accumulation of thousands of years was extremely terrifying.
Zhang Zifan did not deliberately choose the exercises, and what he practiced was the "White Tiger Heart Method" passed down from Su Xiaoji's patriarch.
Because this so-called "White Tiger Heart Method" is excerpted from the "Introductory Exercises" of Tibetan Tuanzi back then.
And in this more than 1,000-year inheritance, the "White Tiger Heart Method" of Tianquan Concept is obviously lost and copied wrongly.
Therefore, even if Zhang Zifan cultivated the authentic Tuanpai exercises to perfection, in the eyes of others, he was still just practicing the "White Tiger Heart Method".
In the year when Zhang Zifan was seventeen years old, the various major sects in Chang'an were compared, and the Son of Heaven personally presided over it.
The location is the "Rokuho Mountain" in the Rokutori area.
Legend has it that the spirits of the original six phoenixes were entrenched here, and several famous qi practitioners came here to investigate, but they all disappeared into the secret realm of the six phoenixes.
However, this is a legend hundreds of years ago, and the world naturally no longer pays attention to it, and the young elites of the 36 Taoist temples in the capital gather.
This generation of Dashang Emperors personally defeated them, and a group of young talents jumped into Liufeng Mountain.
Zhang Zifan is here just to excuse himself.
Through the search of the Six Phoenix Secret Realm, he handed over the complete "White Tiger Heart Sutra" to Tianquanguan, and it was not in vain that the Taoist Temple raised him.
As soon as they arrived at Liufeng Mountain, the fog was steaming, and there were no visible objects, and everyone quickly dispersed.
In a few moments, the sky was completely overcast.
From the far west, the six birds pulled the coffin and slowly stepped on the dark clouds.
In the secret realm, everyone doesn't know it.
But at this time, Zhang Zifan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
At this time, he found that a long red silk thread actually extended from his wrist, as if there was nothing, like flying a kite, ethereal to the sky.
Zhang Zifan was taken aback.
Looking at marriage, that is Zhang Yadaojun's ability.
But in the final analysis, although he is not Zhang Ya, he shares the same soul with Zhang Ya, and he retains some ability to some extent.
But that's not enough.
Zhang Zifan even divided part of his mind and asked Zhang Ya to come.
Not long after, Zhang Ya came with Su Xiaoji.
Over the years, he has only recited the Yellow Court silently in Dadang Mountain, and handled the marriage and marriage of the world part-time, and the power of merit has been nearly consummated.
In Su Xiaoji's surprised gaze, Zhang Ya and Zhang Zifan looked at each other and smiled, and said, "I've seen Daoyou." ”
After that, Zhang Ya took out a pair of magic weapons refined with his own wings and handed them to Zhang Zifan, who was not yet able to fly in the sky.
"Let's go!"
Three, or rather, two, headed towards the end of the red line.
After a short time, they saw the slowly moving bronze coffin and the six phoenix spirits pulling the coffin between the clouds and mist.
"This isn't the real Phoenix!"
Zhang Ya frowned and said, "This is the remnant power of the ancient chicken's feathering. ”
"Ancient chicken?"
Su Xiaoji was stunned and said, "Master, do you mean chicken preachers?"
Since appearing in front of the true god, Ji Xuan has changed his identity and is still hidden in the territory of Dashang, silently guarding his people.
Occasionally, he would come to Dadangshan and ask the erudite Zhang Ya some questions.
Zhang Ya shook his head and said to Su Xiaoji: "I'm afraid not, this chicken spirit is yin and evil, and it doesn't have anything to do with the power of the chicken on Ji Xuan's body." ”
Since they were friends and foes, Su Xiaoji immediately turned into a three-zhang tiger and pounced towards the six birds.
Although in terms of cultivation, Su Xiaoji is not much different from Liuji.
But after all, the species are mutually restrictive, and after a short time, the spirit of the six chickens will be defeated one after another, pulling the bronze coffin and wanting to go north.
Zhang Ya took out a fishing net from his treasure pocket and threw it lightly, and all six birds were captured.
Take a closer look and frown again.
Among the spirits of these six birds, there is actually a faint Buddha power, but more of it is mixed with a kind of yin and evil power.
Without a clue, Zhang Ya took out a bottle, put away the spirit of the six birds, and prepared to go back and feed his dragon head lotus as fertilizer.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a dragon moan that shook the heavens and the earth in the distance, and then, like the tentacles of an octopus, a wave swept away the coffin.
Zhang Ya didn't have time to grab it, but he was quick to take out a seal, apply saliva and stick it to the coffin.
"With this seal, no one will be able to open it for a thousand years. Zhang Ya said affirmatively.
Obviously, the mastermind behind this incident has special means to shield the heavens, just like the mysterious person back then.
And this time, they are likely to lie dormant in the Endless Sea.
I don't know why Zhang Zifan always feels that there is a sudden loss in his heart, if it can't be solved within a thousand years, then the endless sea water will definitely find the coffin.
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When the fog cleared, this year's Six Phoenix Cheats expedition was also a great success.
Except for the sect that lost its core disciples, everyone was happy.
The most abundant harvest is naturally the concept of natural power.
The young disciples of more than one sect said that they had heard a tiger roaring in the sky in the secret realm.
And it is logical that the treasure of the Heavenly Power Concept, the White Tiger Heart Sutra, was discovered by their disciples.
Another year passed, and Emperor Shang dreamed that a fat dragon cried and said that he should have been the head of all immortals and the chief of all spirits.
And now it is shaped like a pig, imprisoned by others, and has become a fish at the mercy of others.
The Shang Emperor held a sword and wanted to cut the iron lock for the fat dragon and rescue it from the cage.
But at this critical moment, an old man with a crane hair and a childish face suddenly appeared, and shouted in his mouth:
"Your Majesty, no! This evil dragon was killed by the murderer back then, and the water flooded all summers, and it took decades to be pacified by the king of the Great Shark. If it is released, the world will be on the verge of catastrophe!"
The fat dragon also hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, don't believe in that demon way, you are the son of heaven, the true god is lucky, all evil spirits do not invade, only you have the way to cut the lock in front of me, and this demon road has nothing to do!"
Lao Dao laughed, glared at the fat dragon and said, "Evil Dragon, do you dare to say that you have not caused a monstrous flood?"
It is a unique opportunity to invite the emperor to come by dream, and if you deceive the sky, all this will disappear.
Therefore, the fat dragon did not dare to lie, so he could only reply resignedly: "It was just an accident......
As soon as these words came out, Lao Dao was even more unforgiving, and said to Emperor Shang with a righteous face: "Your Majesty, listen, how can such evil dragons be released from the cage? If there is another flood that destroys the world, and all the living beings in the world are fish and turtles, how will you face Chengtang Ancestors?"
With the last shout of Lao Dao, Emperor Shang woke up from his dream in a sweat.
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