The two glanced at each other, and they both doubted the character of this old Taoist priest in their hearts.

I only heard Ziyang Zhenren continue: "Yes, double cultivation. Daoyou's bones are wonderful, he has already stepped into the realm of refining qi and transforming gods at a young age, his divine sense is condensed, and even the old Taoist is a little inferior, to save this girl, it is really the best choice......"

Huang Fu listened to what he said, and he seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and he probably understood that the true realm of Xuanwu Zhending Gong that he cultivated was the realm of refining qi and transforming gods that this old Taoist said.

Since the end of the Tang Dynasty and the fifth dynasty, the Inner Dan sect has gradually overwhelmed the Wai Dan sect and become the mainstream of Taoism. By this time, Ziyang Zhenren had developed to the realm of perfection, and the cultivation realm was divided into four stages: refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning voids, and refining voids and merging the way.

That Xuanwu Zhending Gong is an authentic Taoist exercise, Ziyang Lao Dao's eyes are vicious, and he has long seen that Huangfu Yan is a fellow Taoist, and he has heard the Tao in order, although it is not clear how Huangfu Yan can reach his state at a young age, but he still intersects with each other and calls him a "Taoist friend".

At this time, seeing that Huangfu Yan looked like he had an understanding, his face couldn't help jumping, and he really couldn't understand that he was ignorant and could actually step into this wonderful realm of refining qi and transforming gods, could it be that he had lived to a pig all these years. Thinking that even the heart of seeking the Tao was a little shaken, he hurriedly suppressed his thoughts, shook his head, and continued: "This little girl's soul is frightened, and one of the souls is hidden in the depths of the soul......

Murong Xihua suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head to look at Huangfu Yan, her eyes full of pleading.

Huangfu smiled bitterly, nodded, and looked at Lao Dao.

Ziyang Zhenren glanced at Murong Xihua with deep meaning, and said with a solemn face: "Daoist friends, remember not to delay it for too long, you are not strong enough now, and I am afraid that it will affect your Dao foundation for a long time, and ruin your good future." ”

Seeing that he said solemnly, Huangfu couldn't help but ask: "Real person, is there no other way?"

Ziyang Zhenren shook his head, was silent for a while, and said: "Just pay attention, don't worry too much about Daoist friends, the old Taoist will pass on the method of entering the divine double cultivation......"

Huangfu scolded secretly: "What you said is so serious, can I not worry!" Seeing that this old guy began to teach the method of entering the gods and cultivating the gods, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly memorized it.

The name of this method sounds mysterious, but in fact, it is just a method of applying spiritual power. The Emperor quickly grasped the trick.

The Ziyang Daoist had already lit the sleeping hole of Dian Jing, and sat it on the futon in the hall according to the method of entering the double cultivation.

Huangfu Yan glanced at everyone, came to Dian Jing, sat opposite each other, and began to enter the double cultivation.

A moment later, the divine thoughts of the Emperor Fu passed through the sea of tranquil divine souls, and suddenly the sky swirled in front of him, and he came to a flower boat.

But it is an illusion formed by the spiritual power under the self-protection of Dianjing.

Huangfu Zhen remembered Ziyang Zhenren's instructions, did not dare to stay for a long time, and quickly stepped into the flower workshop.

Dian Jing was really inside, and when she saw Huangfu's death, she smiled slightly: "I've seen you, you are the young man who Xihua found......"

"Dian Jing, get out of here with me!" Huang Fu said impatiently as he heard her babble.

"Don't do it, I finally escaped from the demon monk, and it's safest to stay here!"

"That demon monk has been killed by me, you are now just trapped in a fantasy realm, get out of here with me......" Huangfu Yan began to tell the truth to Dian Jing, and at the same time persuaded her to leave here with him.

But Dian Jing's soul was immersed in his own illusion, and even though he tried his best to speak for a long time, he did not waver in the slightest, and decided that this was the safest place, and even more sneered at Huangfu Yan for being able to kill Jue Yu.

The emperor was helpless, and reached out to pull her, wanting to forcibly take her out of this illusion.

Just when the two of them touched their fingers, Huangfu Yan felt a cool meaning in his heart, and he was indescribably comfortable and happy. At the same time, the bits and pieces that Dian Jing has experienced over the years have appeared in front of her one by one. Dian Jing felt similar at this time, and after getting part of the memory of Huangfu's death, he quickly became clear about the situation at this time.

All this happened in an instant, and Huangfu suddenly woke up, remembering that all his secrets were about to be revealed in front of Dian Jing, which was a spirit. Fortunately, Dian Jing's soul was traumatized, and what he saw was only the tip of the iceberg.

This divine soul double cultivation is subtle and abnormal, the two have a heart-to-heart connection, Huangfu Yan is relieved, forcibly blocking the sharing of divine consciousness with Dian Jing, pulling her out of the flower shop, and crashing into the foggy passage when she came.

Murong Xihua was looking at the two of them with an anxious expression.

Suddenly, Dian Jing let out a muffled snort and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, it was Huangfu Yan who forcibly blocked the sharing of memories with Dian Jing, causing him to suffer some internal injuries.

Almost at the same time, the two opened their eyes.

Murong Xihua said happily: "Great......"

Dian Jing smiled weakly: "Thank you, senior sister......"

Murong Xihua was stunned for a moment, not knowing why she wanted to reveal her identity, and looked at Huangfu Yan a little crampedly.

I only heard Dian Jing continue: "He already knows everything!" There was a deep resentment in his words.

Huang Fu Yan knew that forcibly blocking her from checking her memories just now made her dissatisfied, and he didn't care. He smiled at Murong Xihua, and remembered the woman's dress he saw from Dian Jing's memory, and couldn't help but compare it with her current appearance, and was amazed.

Murong Xihua's face turned red when he saw it, but he didn't notice Dian Jing's abnormality.

Ziyang Zhenren looked at the three of them and smiled.

Huang Fu remembered what happened just now, and secretly scolded this old man for not reminding himself, and felt that this old guy's laughter was a little meaningful. Unwilling to suffer a loss, he wanted to find some compensation, so he said: "The real person's cultivation is profound, and the emperor is half-aware of the cultivation path, and I hope that the seniors can give me some advice!"

"Where, where, you and I can make friends with our peers, and I don't dare to say anything, but it doesn't hurt for us to talk about it!" Ziyang Zhenren held his hands in a false position, and a force dispersed, pressing down Huangfu's hand.

Murong Xihua and the others heard that Huangfu was from the Daomen, and they didn't think too much, the two seemed to have endless words, and whispered to each other.

Lin Lingsu had just come back from making tea, but when he saw it, his face was incredible. The status of the Ziyang Daoist in the Dao Sect is so high, he has followed it for many years, and he has never seen anyone so valued.

Huangfu Yan wanted to get some benefits from this old Dao, shook his head, picked up a cup of tea sent by Lingsu Daotong, and saluted Ziyang Lao Dao: "The younger generation's cultivation is shallow, and the experience and knowledge are as extensive as the seniors, and this body cultivation is just crooked......

Ziyang Zhenren glanced at Huangfu Yan seriously, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I see that the spiritual power of Daoyou seems to be a little unessential, so I will pass on the 'nine-character mantra' to you......"

Huangfu Yan was overjoyed in his heart, this kind of spiritual power technique was extremely rare in the rivers and lakes, and he listened attentively at the moment.

This nine-character mantra, also known as the Liujia secret wish, comes from "Hug Puzi", which is made up of the nine characters of "Lin, Bing, Fight, Person, Both, Array, Column, Front, and Line", protecting oneself and breaking evil. With the use of secret techniques, the notes vibrate the qi veins in the body, which can not only stimulate one's own potential, but also drive the spiritual power to defeat the enemy.

Seeing that Huangfu was killed, Ziyang Zhenren quickly got the essentials and nodded secretly.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside the Taoist temple.

Lin Lingsu secretly wrote down the nine-character mantra spoken by Ziyang Zhenren, and it was because he was thinking hard about the mystery that he heard the knock on the door, and frowned.

Before he could go up and open the door, he saw someone come in uninvited. When he approached the main hall, he heard this person laugh and said, "Little Brother Lingsu, I haven't seen you for a long time!" This person is obviously a frequent visitor to the temple, and he is extremely familiar with Dao Tong.

"Hmph!" Lin Lingsu didn't say anything, silently moved the inner family's anger, and shot out a cup of tea in the teacup in his hand, and the strong wind was blowing, as thin as a line of dragon scattered through the sky.

Ziyang Zhenren smiled slightly, stroked his beard, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with Dao Tong's technique.

The figure in front of the hall flashed, and then someone laughed and said: "Little brother Lingsu is really righteous enough, and he respects me from the air - a cup of tea." The man had already flown into the spot, and while talking, he spit out a few residual leaves, and praised again and again: "Good tea!