March time flies by in a flash.

Shen Yun closed a thin booklet in his hand and exhaled lightly.

The agarwood beads in her hand trembled slightly, and a cloud of ghost mist came out of it, slowly condensing into a palace dress woman wearing a black veil and a stunning appearance, which was the night girl.

"Why, it's failed again. That night, the girl frowned slightly, stared at Shen Yun, and spoke softly.

Shen Yun didn't raise his head, he was a little disheartened, he smiled bitterly in his mouth, and said slowly.

"Alas, three months have passed, and now that the progress of cultivation is so slow, that 'Dao Sect Purifying Heart Formula' is no longer suitable for cultivation. And this 'clumsy jinggong' is really clumsy. ”

"Ordinary people cultivate, they only need to guide the aura of heaven and earth into the body, enter the spiritual vein, run for a week, and then merge into the dantian qi mansion, they can transform the aura of heaven and earth and form their own mana. And this 'clumsy Jing Gong' needs to run for two to three weeks before it finally forms its own mana. ”

"It's really 'half the effort', no wonder the cultivation speed is extremely slow. ”

When the girl heard this, she didn't know what to say for a while, so she couldn't help sighing and comforting her.

"Guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and run according to the trajectory of the spiritual veins for a week, fast, and it also takes a meal, which can be transformed into one's own mana. It took a day to accumulate mana, which was only the size of a finger-long hair, which showed the difficulty of cultivation. You are now practicing hard day and night, and in the past three months, the aura in your body has grown to the size of an almond, which is already very good. ”

Shen Yun listened to the night girl's comforting words, raised his head, cried and mourned, and couldn't help but complain.

"God is really unfair, I heard that Hu Keke, who had the spiritual vein qualification that day, had already cultivated to the peak of the early stage of the Naling Period in three months, and he was only one step away from being able to break through to the middle stage of the Naling Period. Li Ling'er and Lei Hong, their spiritual vein qualifications are better than mine, and their cultivation speed is not slow. It's just me...... Alas. ”

After Shen Yun said this, he couldn't help but sigh again.

This clumsy Jing Gong has a slow cultivation speed, and it almost takes twice or three times as much hard work as ordinary people.

The only benefit of cultivating this method is that there are no bottlenecks.

Moreover, this method is different from the general spiritual formula, once this method is cultivated, it can rely on the principle of the five elements and eight trigrams to restrain each other, and touch the bypass.

Wood begets fire, fire begets earth, earth begets gold, gold begets water, and water begets wood.

Moreover, it also has a lot of help for the cultivation of wind, thunder, and sound.

If you know the exercises of each peak other than the wood attributes, you will be able to learn them as soon as you learn them.

It's just that at this level of cultivation, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to be effective even if I cultivate for thirty years.

This time it can be regarded as a miserable pit by the dead wood master!

Moreover, the Dead Wood Master had already exchanged the "Dead Wood Spring Formula" for the same amount of other peaks to teach himself.

For the past three months, I have spent four days a month teaching myself, and now I want to go back, but I am afraid that it is impossible.

Moreover, even if he cultivated the "Eight Spiritual Techniques" by himself, he was afraid that with his own miscellaneous spirit vein qualifications, it would never be easier to cultivate than the current "Humble Jing Gong".

That night girl thought for a while, didn't know how to comfort her, and said softly.

"It's useless to think too much, so you'd better go to the top of Aoki Peak first and report to the dead wood master on your cultivation. By the way, cultivating 'mantras' and 'magic seals' is the foundation of the disciples of the Yuan Qi Sect, and they cannot be relaxed. ”

Hearing this, Shen Yun nodded, patted his cheek, cheered up, and then walked off the stone bed and said to the night girl.

"By the way, it's still the same, you stay in the cave, comprehend the 'Blood Refining Sword Method', and explain it to me when I come back. When you are bored, you can also go to the back mountain to practice and move your muscles and bones. ”

After a meal, Shen Yun came to the top of Aoki Peak and met the Dead Wood Master who was waiting in the main hall.

After all, the middle and end of each month were the days when Shen Yun reported on his cultivation progress.

"The disciple has seen the master. Shen Yunqiang cheered up and bowed to the thin old man.

"Well, here, the progress of cultivation is slow, I expected it, don't care. I have a bottle of 'Naling Pill' here, you can take it first, so that it can help you cultivate." ”

The thin old man sat on the stone chair, holding a wooden staff in both hands, bowed his head and took a nap, and was awakened by Shen Yun's words, and said with a smile in his mouth.

Shen Yun listened to the old man's words, his face was happy, he put away a white porcelain vase on the table next to him, and said in a respectful voice.

"Thank you, Master!"

The wizened old man nodded, and slowly spoke.

"Well, let's not talk about cultivation for the time being. How are the 'spells' and 'spells' practiced?"

When Shen Yun heard this, his heart sank, he bowed to the old man, and spoke softly.

"Returning to Master, the basic Five Elements Technique and the three techniques of wind, thunder, and sound are already familiar with it. And the intermediate spells, such as the 'Earth Dungeon Technique', the 'Fireball Technique', the 'Lightning Channeling Technique', etc., are still not fast enough. Moreover, because the disciple is dull and his mana is low, he can only seal it, and he can only use it when he cultivates in the middle of the Naling period. ”

When the thin old man heard this, he said with a smile on his face.

"My Yuanqi Sect Ancestor 'Qinglian Patriarch', born in Taoism, has passed down the nine-character mantra, also known as 'Liujia Secret Blessing'. Needless to say, the mudras are 'Lin, Bing, Fight, One, Both, Array, Column, In, Front', corresponding to 'Fudo Ming King Seal', 'Donkey Kong Wheel Seal', 'Outer Lion Seal', 'Inner Lion Seal', 'Outer Binding Seal', 'Inner Binding Seal', 'Wisdom Fist Seal', 'Sun Wheel Seal', 'Aquarius Seal'. ”

"These nine mudras are just the basics, and many other mudras, such as the sand of the Ganges, are too numerous to count. The combination of mudras, the seals in order, and the 'mantra' are enough to perform many magical powers. Ancient powerful monks, with this mudra, it is enough to use the 'technique of moving mountains' and 'the technique of moving the sea', which is not something we can imagine. ”

"Let's not talk about anything else, just the combination of the nine seals, many changes, and the ability to perform the Five Elements Technique and the Thunder Trick is as easy as a snap, and it is far from being comparable to other sects. It's a pity that the big waves wash the sand, things change and the stars move, and many great magic spells have been lost and cannot be reproduced in the world. My Yuanqi Sect has been reduced to the end of the five sects since the three generations of ancestors, which is really embarrassing. ”

After the thin old man said this, he couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes looked far away, as if he saw the ability of the powerful monk to "move mountains and reclaim the sea" in ancient times.

It seems that he thinks of the declining sect now, and his own cultivation that has been trapped in the bottleneck for a long time, and he can't help but sigh and sigh.

Although Shen Yun had heard it many times, now that he heard these words, his heart was still swept like a storm, setting off stormy waves, and his infinite yearning for the ancient powerful monks surged in his heart.

After a long time, Shen Yunfang came back to his senses and let out a sigh of relief, but his mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

"The art of moving mountains, when will I, Shen Yun, have this kind of amazing power!"

Shen Yun unconsciously fell into a state of confusion, and his heart suddenly became empty, as if he had fallen into some kind of wonderful epiphany.

The handprints in the hands are rolling, like lotus flowers blooming, and like the needle and thread in the hands of embroidered women, a burst of flying, and a dazzling handprint is flying up and down.

The handprints that have not been able to form smoothly for a long time have been formed over and over again at this time, one by one, and the knots are getting faster and faster, and even the handprints of advanced spells have appeared in turn!

It's really like flowing water, if God helps!

And these handprints seem to be deeply imprinted in Shen Yun's mind, deeply rooted!

The thin old man sat aside, noticing Shen Yun's repeated movements, and his face showed ecstasy!

"Epiphany, it's epiphany!"

This is the epiphany that all monks do not necessarily encounter in their lifetime!

It has nothing to do with cultivation, nothing to do with qualifications!

I don't want Shen Yun to be embarrassed to make an inch of progress, but now he can cultivate to such a realm for "mantras" and "magic seals", no less than ordinary sect masters!

Is there going to be a demon in my Aoki Peak!

The thin old man was about to jump up excitedly, if he wasn't worried about breaking the ethereal realm under Shen Yun's eyes, he would have shouted out a long time ago!

The thin old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, staring at the movements of Shen Yun's hands for a moment.

The hands on the wooden staff trembled uncontrollably.

At this time, Shen Yun seemed to have opened a door to a new world, as if he had returned to the ancient period, and the ancient powerful people he saw were running like flying with thousands of mountains on his shoulders!

In Shen Yun's mind, two towering mountains slowly emerged, on which there were two unfamiliar ancient golden seal inscriptions, old and simple, exuding a strong atmosphere of desolation!

Although Shen Yun had never seen this unfamiliar ancient script, he clearly knew that the four big characters were:

Taihang, Wangwu!

At the same time as the two mountains appeared, Shen Yunqi was bleeding, his body was weak, he fell to the ground, and passed out!