Chapter 2 Bamboo House Night Talk

"Xiao Yu'er, it's called the head of the fairy, what kind of fat-headed fish grandfather?" Miao Yungong deliberately snarled and glared at Xiao Yu'er. The little fish lowered its head again and devoured it. "Yes, hehe. Miao Yungong glanced at Xiao Yu'er dotingly, and continued: "But now, this first day is called, in a sense, it should be your brother." ”

"Me?" Mu Sheng looked a little stunned! "Well, your Miao Yin Jue has already been cultivated to the eighth layer!"

"Hmm. Seeing his father ask about his homework, Mu Sheng also showed a little pride and replied with a smile.

"What, brother, you have already cultivated to the eighth layer, you are only seventeen years old!" Xiao Yu'er looked surprised, "Daddy is only at the age of twenty-two and has only achieved the seventh layer, and my brother has already cultivated to the eighth layer at the age of seventeen, so isn't my brother even more talented than my father?"

"Well, this ......" Miao Yungong frowned, as if it was difficult to speak.

Mu Sheng wiped Xiao Yu'er's mouth and said, "Xiao Yu'er, let me ask you a question, you said that your father is so powerful, why do you want to find a master to teach you instead of teaching yourself?"

"This, my father didn't say that he could teach me the magic trick, but he couldn't teach me the true trick of immortals, so find me a master!" Xiao Yu'er replied, with a slight doubt on her face.

"I'll tell you about it. Miao Yun Gong looked at the two children, and said slowly: "Cultivation is also very simple, at first it was just people through exercise to strengthen their physique, in order to be healthy, longevity and longevity, the world is vientiane, and the avenues are thousands, so there are each true recipe, each with its own subtlety, such as our Miao Yin Valley's Miao Yin Jue, Zhenling Temple's rejuvenation Jue, a hundred schools of thought, each has its own strengths and weaknesses, these are collectively referred to as the origin of the true essence. Later, about 500 years ago, a set of cultivation exercises was spread out of nowhere called Immortal Shen Zhenyao, which was divided into two parts, the first part of the immortal true recipe, and the second part of the divine true recipe. Generally speaking, the origin truth can start to cultivate the immortal true recipe from the beginning of cultivation, the difference between the two is that the origin is to absorb the aura of all things, gather the dantian, increase the person's internal force cultivation, and then supplement it with techniques, when using techniques, the internal force will be released with the moves, or attack, or escape, or protection, or healing. And the immortal god really wants to, you can't absorb the aura of all things to increase the internal force cultivation, but you can turn your original internal force into the power of the immortal god, and then supplement it with techniques, such an advantage is that you can multiply your internal force, such as the technique of our Miaoyin Valley, the charm ban, only to use the phantom sound to break the nine-layer masterpiece, and it can only be used once in a short time, and supplemented by the immortal true trick, you can use it twice, moreover, with the strength of the eighth layer of the wonderful sound alone, you can't use the charm ban, but you can practice the fairy true trick. ”

"Father, this is the first immortal true formula, but what about the next divine true secret?" Xiao Yu'er asked impatiently.

"Hehe, this divine true recipe must be practiced only when a person has to make his origin true to the fullest, after practicing the true secret of the gods, the internal force accumulated by the original true essence will gradually be transformed into the power of the immortal god in the body, and when it is completed, it is said that all the power of the immortal god in the body is completed, and at that time, it is the legendary god into an immortal."

"Doesn't that mean that if you don't cultivate the immortal gods, you can't become an immortal?" Xiao Yu'er looked at her father in disappointment, thinking that her brother couldn't practice the true trick of immortals, and couldn't help but choke with tears.

Miao Yungong looked at her daughter sadly, but she didn't know how to be relieved, so she could only clench her fists and frown.

"Haha, Xiao Yu'er, you think too much, there are thousands of monks in the world, can they all become immortals and gods? What's more, if you have to cultivate the true secret of the gods to the fullest, it is even more auspicious, and it is rare. As far as I am concerned, I just want to be healthy and healthy, and I have a skill to protect my relatives and friends, as for whether I turn into a god or not, what does it have to do with me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, did you hear me, Xiao Yu'er" Miao Yungong gently stroked her daughter's hair with one hand and said: "Your brother's cultivation is far beyond you, even if he was a father, he is far from being able to do so, and your brother will protect you in the future, what are you worried about?

"Hmph, I won't, I'm going to practice. After speaking, Xiao Yu'er walked to the room angrily, watching Xiao Yu'er leave, Miao Yungong smiled helplessly, and said to Mu Sheng: "For my father to have something to do tonight, go out, you rest early, get up tomorrow morning and take Xiao Yu'er to Xianyin Cliff to wait for me." ”

"Yes, Father. Mu Sheng watched his father put on a coat, put on a hat, and go out with the moonlight, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, it's so late, my father is going to sea?

The morning breeze was warm and beautiful, the bamboo leaves in the yard rustled, Mu Sheng stretched his waist, took a deep breath and sat up, got out of bed and changed into light cyan clothes, washed up and went out of the room, and went to call Xiao Yu'er to get up. knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response, so he gently pushed the door in, only to see that the little fish was still asleep. Mu Sheng called a few times, Xiao Yu'er responded vaguely, turned over and continued to sleep, without waking up at all, Mu Sheng smiled helplessly, remembering his father's instructions when he left last night, so he bent down, picked up Xiao Yu'er, and walked towards Xianyin Cliff.

Xianyin Cliff is the southernmost mountain cliff of Miaoyin Valley, the cliff is about ten zhang high, standing on the edge of the cliff and looking around, it is the boundless sea. Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Valley of Miaoyin were just mortals in this vicinity, half-fishing and half-farming. One day, a person in the open space of this cliff to dry fishing nets, resting, take out the screw flute on his waist to play, suddenly heard a burst of fairy sound on the sea in the distance, the white snow in Yingzhong, the sound of gold and jade. It just so happens that this person is good at the rhythm of sound, and has the ability to never forget it, so he recorded the songs he heard one by one, practiced diligently in his spare time, and did not think that he had summed up a set of peerless exercises.

Later, there was occasional music in the Xianyin Cliff, but they were all ethereal and could not be heard, the Miaoyin Immortal felt that he was young at that time, and there must be a god who intended to teach him, so that he could learn this supreme exercise, so he named this place Xianyin Cliff as a memory.

Starting from the Miaoyin immortals, the heads of the Miaoyin Valley and the elders of the valley will be buried in the sea of Xianyin Cliff after their deaths, and there are many sacrifices and celebrations in the valley that are held here. In addition, since about 500 years ago, every 12 years, there will be fairy music on the sea surface in the southwest direction of Xianyin Cliff, accompanied by monstrous waves, the waves are rolling, the sound is vast, quite spectacular. At this time, many people come from all over the world to enjoy the view.