After her father taught her the exercises, she asked Yuan Zhao to follow the instructions and practice them again. If she didn't understand, she would ask. When she finished practicing the exercises and opened her eyes again, her father was no longer in the study, and there was no note left.

"Daddy?"

She searched the entire Wuji Temple but found nothing.

"Aniang?"

Thinking that he was in grandma's courtyard, she hurried over to take a look, but still not there. The scene was as quiet as ever, as if what she had just experienced was an illusion. The trees in the courtyard rustled, which was the movement of the autumn wind passing through the leaves.

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Xiao Yuanzhao stood on the platform at the entrance and looked around. No familiar figure was there. He didn't know where he had gone.

Dad, grandma, Aunt Tortoiseshell, Aunt Coral, Uncle Ji Wu, Feng Changshi...

An unprecedented feeling of loneliness suddenly surged into my heart, with indescribable discomfort, and my eyes instantly filled with tears.

In the past, she didn't cry because she wanted to lose face, because she was afraid that people around her would tell her parents and make them worry about her. Now, no one around her is around, and even if she cries, no one will see her, let alone no one care, so she might as well cry happily.

One game.

But just as he was about to cry, his mind suddenly flashed, huh?

When she opened her eyes, the familiar palace came into view. She was still meditating in retreat, still in Lingyao Palace. Her parents had passed away many years ago, and the familiar faces were no longer there, and most of the amplified sadness in her heart disappeared in an instant.

It turned out to be a dream, but not a dream.

I don’t know whose father I am, I guess the last time she laughed at herself about the way of heaven was because of her father, so the master in the dream granted her the skills as her father.

Because there is indeed an extra "Taixu Hunyuan Jue" in her spiritual platform.

Taixu, also known as Daxu, Tao, is the essence of Qi that is the origin of all things in the universe. Daxu is formless, gathers, disperses, and flows, filling the world. The profound meanings and mysteries contained in the magic formula will wait for her to slowly practice in practice.

Thoroughly understand.

To put it in layman's terms, she used to practice qi refining by exchanging breaths with the Taikoo Sword.

Because the Lingqiu Realm is affected by Karmic Fire, the spiritual energy is exhausted, and it is difficult to support the absorption and practice of thousands of monks. After all, the monks mainly absorb spiritual energy, and whoever's spiritual root veins can accommodate more spiritual energy will be the winner.

And she has Taikoo in her body, so she can change her breath and create her own spiritual power. From scratch, she nourishes herself and the people around her.

The art of witchcraft allowed her to try to mix the two qi of heaven and earth. Although she could not save it, learning to control it was just in time. The dream revealed that her father seemed to be very dissatisfied with her slow cultivation speed, so the dream taught her

Law.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhao frowned.

I don't know who taught her the skills. It stands to reason that preaching in a dream means that the other party intends to accept her as a disciple. She should give her name and let her do the apprenticeship ceremony.

For example, Qinghe and Hongyao were taught by immortal masters in Tianjun, so they knew each other's names. They just couldn't tell her. Although this move was strange, at least they knew who their mentor was.

How does it look like her? The other party came and went without a trace, leaving nothing behind except his skills.

In the dream, she really regarded the other person as her biological father. When she returned to reality, even if she had a strong sense of intimacy with that person, how could she know that the other person had not deliberately created an illusion for her?

Therefore, she had doubts about that person's true identity and origin.

However, the exercises that are delivered to your door are useless if you don’t practice them.

Whether it is magic or other evil ways, she wants to give it a try. It has nothing to do with ambition, it is purely out of curiosity, and her excessively dull and boring life makes her have no expectations for the future and wants to do something exciting.

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People, after living in peaceful times for too long, are always unwilling to be lonely. Only when something happens beyond their ability to bear can they understand the value of ordinary life.

Look, that's the kind of person she is.

Moreover, she had already practiced the "Taixu Hunyuan Jue" in her dream, and had a rough understanding of it. This technique is divided into three levels. The first level involves learning to mix the two qi of heaven and earth, and replace them with breath control.

To achieve the purpose of refining Qi.

In short, it is to replace the ancient times with the two qi of heaven and earth. On the basis of the witchcraft, the qi of heaven and earth is moved and adjusted to help her practice.

She didn't feel anything during the trial in the dream. When she returned to reality and relived the insights in the dream, she couldn't help but feel a little doubt. It seemed that every step she took on the path of practice was laying a solid foundation for the next step.

First there was the Taikoo Sword, then the Hunyuan Mirror, then the Witchcraft, and finally the "Taixu Hunyuan Jue".

Just right, no more, no less, impartial, even taking into account her temperament of being too lazy to find the skills. If she had been a little more diligent in exploring the secret realm and actively fighting for the skills, it would probably be a different story.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

After completing the first level of Hunyuan Jue, a wisp of smoke-like marks will appear between her eyebrows, which is Qi, the meaning of the first level of Taoism. Then she will practice the second level, and so on. When three wisps of marks appear on top of her eyebrows,

It means that the great road has been achieved.

It seems easy, but it is actually difficult.

The second level is to replace the two energies of heaven and earth with the power of the universe. This doesn't seem very difficult. In fact, just sensing the power of the universe is enough for her, let alone controlling the source of the universe.

The third level is an unreachable height.

Breaking open the void, and freely using the sources of the universe, large and small, under the jurisdiction of heaven. This level of difficulty, even if she lives as long as heaven and earth, she still cannot achieve it, it is unbelievable.

Fortunately, at least she has a goal to fight again.

In the main hall, Yuan Zhao, who had just woken up from a dream, sat for a moment, counted with his fingers, and found that it had been three years. He cleared his mind, sighed slightly, closed his eyes, released his consciousness to observe the movements of the outside world, and visited Baidi City by the way.

changes.

Now that you're awake, go out and take a look and see how the people around you are doing.

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The scenery of Dahuang Mountain remains the same.

It has been three years, and everyone in Shenji Palace has been in retreat. Qinghe is still in the process of enlightenment in the palace next door. Beijing, Yuehua and Hongyao are meditating in their respective peaks. The sages of the Xianyun Sect are in retreat in a peak.

, the same goes for Zhe Baili and his people.

The disciples and disciples of both sides were scattered in the wilderness mountains, or meditating on the endless plains, and built houses and towers in the places where the formation was destroyed by thunder.

Zhe Baili was a shrewd man. He ordered his disciples to take the aura-filled place in Baidi City as their own.

It's better to strike first.

It was probably because of the news she had made in Xianyun Sect that he had hopes that one day the spiritual veins of Baidi City would be revived. Let the disciples of Shenwu Dao occupy the respected territory first, which was a place with relatively strong spiritual energy in his impression.

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Thoughtful, but unnecessary.

The entire Baidi City belongs to her, so why fight? She also lets low-level monks take turns to guard the city. For three years, it has become clear that those places are far away from Dahuang Mountain, and the extent of being roasted by the fire of karma is far less than Dahuang Mountain.

However, the guards in those places changed one after another, and no one stayed there for a long time.

Not even as good as a mortal.

Look, Lin Shu, who is cultivating the land a hundred miles away in the wilderness, is working hard with a tan and sweat. She is wearing a straw hat, straightens up from time to time to wipe the sweat, and then continues to fight with the land.

Not far from the next door, there were two chubby little guys squatting and watching, with two large buckets lying upside down beside them.

And a carriage came slowly from the sky in the distance. There was a fat little man in the carriage, happily carrying a few buckets of water.

By the way, the water source in Dahuang Mountain is running out.

What is used in the palace now is the century-old and thousand-year-old ice that Zhebaili sent people to the extremely cold places to retrieve. It was placed in lakes, ponds, and even springs in Dahuang Mountain, and was baked by the karma fire.

water.

The century-old ice melts the fastest, and the sound of gurgling water in the mountains is due to its contribution.

Baked by the fire of karma, the deserted mountains were filled with centuries-old ice, which could only last for a few months at most. That was century-old ice from an extremely cold place. If it were ordinary ice, it would be gone in a few days.

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However, if you add thousand-year ice, those hundred-year ice can last for more than ten years.

This is the conclusion that Zhe Baili has drawn from past experience. The thousand-year-old ice in extremely cold places is a mysterious ice stone that is difficult to melt with ordinary fire and can withstand the slow boiling of strange fire.

More than ten years have passed, and now three years have passed.

Yuan Zhao has just obtained the skill, and he is afraid that he will not be able to come out in the next ten years. Without her, Zhe Baili and others will naturally not think too much about the food, clothing, housing and transportation of a mortal, while Qinghe and others do not know when they will come out.

Lin Shu is her fellow villager, so she can't just expect others to take care of her.

I remember reading in the classics that in extremely cold places, in addition to ice that lasts for hundreds or thousands of years, there is also the best black ice that lasts ten thousand years. Just a piece the size of a pearl can fill a room with coolness and will not melt for thousands of years.

Of course, it's not something that ordinary people can use.

A mortal would have turned into an ice sculpture within fifty miles of it, let alone using it to enjoy the coolness. Unless it was contained in a magic weapon and sealed with a spell. It just so happened that her cultivation had returned to its peak, and she had learned witchcraft.
Chapter completed!