I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 57: Completely Flawless

Boredom, misery, death.
After being blown out of the formation, Zhou Mufu sank to the bottom of the river of ten thousand people, relying on the auspicious clouds from heaven and earth to support himself, so he did not fall back into the formation.

He was not in a hurry to float up, but just smiled bitterly:
"I still want to comprehend the memory fragments thoroughly in the formation. Why is this brother Xiaotian so anxious?"

Zhou Mu shook his head slightly. With the protection of the auspicious clouds from heaven and earth, even if they were only low-grade auspicious clouds, the erosion of the Ten Thousand People River on his body became much weaker.

He simply stayed at the bottom of the river, and with a thought, he let the auspicious clouds wrap him up, and then he guarded his mind and concentrated on his thoughts.

My mind went into the memory fragment that was stripped away by Roaring Sky Dog.

The sight suddenly changed.

What came into view was an unknown Taoist temple. Inside the temple were 108 bright lanterns, with candlelight blazing and emitting the sun's light.

There are nine dragon-shaped pillars in each direction, totaling seventy-two pillars, each of which exudes a breath as thick as the vast earth.

Sacred, solemn, solemn.

This was Zhou Mu’s first impression.

He looked at himself again, but found that he was
A little white dog?

Yes, it is the young Roaring Sky Dog!

"Disciple."

Zhou Mu heard the solemn voice and looked in the direction where the voice came from. He saw a Taoist with black hair like a waterfall, wearing brocade clothes and holding a whisk. In the thousands of threads of the whisk were hanging stars.

In front of the Taoist was a young man, extremely handsome, with a third eye between his eyebrows. When it opened and closed slightly, chaotic energy could be seen flowing.

The legendary Jade Ding Zhenren also includes Erlang Xiansheng, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, and Yang Jian.

Zhou Mu's heart was throbbing, with an indescribable emotion. The two were both top figures among the immortals and gods, far more powerful than the boastful Roaring Sky Dog could compare to.
But it is happening right in front of me at this moment!

"The folk tales and myths of the past life really can't be trusted completely."

Zhou Mu murmured in his heart, how could Jade Ding Zhenren in the folk tales be so majestic and otherworldly?
As his mind was turning over and over, he heard the Taoist speak:
"The method I will teach you is called [Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill]. This heavenly skill was taught to me by your master, but I was unable to comprehend it thoroughly and cultivate it to perfection, so I simply stopped practicing it. But it is only right for me to teach it to you."

The three-eyed god bowed:

"Disciple, I am listening respectfully."

"Well, this method is extremely mysterious. It contains the thirty-six magical methods of the Heavenly Gang, the seventy-two magical methods of the Earthly Demons, and the seventy-two infinite changes."

"Before I teach you, please remember that there are 108 spells in total, including Tiangang and Disha. Don't be greedy. Once you have mastered one, you can learn another one. "

"Don't be too aggressive. First practice the simpler ones among the Earthly Evil Techniques. Once you have mastered all of them, then consider practicing the thirty-six Heavenly Power Techniques."

"We must not put the cart before the horse. The 108 magic spells are only supplementary to the Eight-Nine Profound Art. The real priority is the Eight-Nine Profound Art itself, as well as the [Seventy-Two Infinite Transformations]."

"Disciple, do you understand?"

"clear."

"good."

The Taoist smiled, sat cross-legged on a cushion, opened his mouth to preach, his tongue blossomed into a lotus, golden springs gushed out from the ground, and fairy flowers fell from the sky.

The three-eyed god seemed intoxicated, and Zhou Mu, who was listening to the wonderful teachings through the little white dog, seemed intoxicated as well.

time flies.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art is divided into nine levels, but when Zhou Mu heard the fourth level, his spirit was almost exhausted. He had no choice but to pause the memory playback.

"Like the Yuanshi Yin-Yang Sutra, my soul right now is simply unable to withstand the full mysteries of the Eight-Nine Profound Arts."

"It is enough to study the first four turns first."

"The first turn is equivalent to the three levels of strength, the second turn corresponds to the three levels of qi, and the third turn is equivalent to the three levels of longevity!"

"And according to Master Yu Ding, the fourth transformation is equivalent to the three levels of heaven and man!"

"That's enough. Anyway, I can revisit this memory at any time. When my soul becomes stronger and my cultivation improves, I will make up for the remaining five revolutions. However."

Zhou Mu's heart moved, and he tried to manipulate the time progress of the memory fragment, directly skipping the mystery of the last five turns.

Unfortunately, Zhou Mu couldn't bear to hear the seventy-two transformations and the last five transformations together.
But the 108 spells were explained separately by Jade Ding Zhenren. Zhou Mu jumped to this part and listened carefully.

"The thirty-six wonderful methods are to mediate the creation, reverse yin and yang, spread golden light across the earth, nail the seven arrows to the head, and mend the sky and bathe the sun."

"These thirty-six wonderful methods are all incredible, and some are even comparable to a great magical power. Your realm is low at the moment, so you cannot get a glimpse of them."

"Let's talk about the seventy-two magic arts, namely, the secret passage, the exorcist, the heavenly pot, the flying, the exorcist, the sword, the demon slaying, and the violent sun."

“These 72 immortal arts are of varying levels. The lower ones can be practiced by mortals, while the higher ones are comparable to divine powers, which even immortals find difficult to comprehend. You should start with the simplest one, the [Fasting Art].” Jade Ding Zhenren eloquently spoke again.

"This [Bigu Technique] is not a Bigu method in the mortal world. It is a method of locking in essence and consolidating qi, so that one does not lose or consume anything. It is a method of swallowing clouds, eating qi and drinking light. It is the foundation of becoming an immortal."

Zhou Mu barely finished listening to the [Bigu Technique], but his already exhausted spirit finally couldn't hold on any longer and he exited the memory fragment with difficulty.

"So tired."

He was panting and felt very depressed due to the severe mental exhaustion.

"Forget it, let's float up first. After being missing for seven or eight days, the senior sisters will be worried."

"Memorize it and read it later. Okay, next time you can jump directly to the [end] and see if you can understand the Thirty-Six Wonderful Methods."

He manipulated the auspicious clouds from heaven and earth with great difficulty, slowly rising up. There was darkness all around him, no light, no sound, and no direction to be found.

After floating for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Mu suddenly felt that the bone-eating and life-threatening feeling in the Ten Thousand People River had completely dissipated, but when he looked around, he could still see the dark water with no end in sight.
His thoughts turned and he suddenly realized.

"This is the river that has left Wanren River and entered an underground water vein. Yes, Brother Xiaotian said that this river is incompatible with ordinary water."

As soon as Zhou Mu had an idea, auspicious clouds penetrated into his body through the pores, eyes, ears, mouth and nose. He then kicked his legs and waved his hands, floating up on his own.

Not long after floating up, I encountered a thick layer of mud on top of my head.

As a last resort, he dug through the soil and rocks with his bare hands, and as he dug, he saw light.

Zhou Mu was delighted and rushed forward with all his might, breaking through the last bit of rock, but he saw a wooden barrel falling towards him.

'Boom! '

The bucket hit me on the head, but it didn't hurt at all.

He looked around and suddenly realized.

I was standing under an old well and someone was drawing water from it.

………………

Formation.

The old dog stroked the zither, his thoughts turning, and he sighed:
“I’m placing a huge bet!”

It smacked its lips, thinking of the fragments of memory given to it, and felt a little dazed, remembering the original scene.

Jade Ding Tianzun was telling his master the supreme magic, while he was sleeping soundly beside him, not worrying about gods, demons, immortals or ghosts, not worrying about the future, and all he was thinking about was how many bones he would have for his next meal.
so good.

The old dog silently recalled the past, somewhat absent-minded.

I still remember that when the master asked Jade Ding Tianzun about the doubts about the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Jade Ding Tianzun couldn't answer for a long time, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

Finally, it was a middle-aged Taoist priest who solved the puzzle for the master.
Ok?
Middle-aged Taoist?

Who is coming?

The old dog was suddenly a little stuck. He couldn't remember what the middle-aged Taoist looked like. He only remembered that he was holding a jade ruyi. He only remembered that Jade Ding Tianzun later bowed to him and called him "Master".
"!!!"

The old dog suddenly woke up.

"This scene shouldn't be in the memory fragment I gave Brother Zhou, right?"

Its heart was throbbing, and it swallowed its saliva, not daring to think of the Taoist priest again. Its spirit was trembling wildly, and it automatically blurred and ignored the Taoist priest.

for a long time.

The old dog shuddered again:

"No, the clip given to Brother Zhou seems to have this scene!"

"It's over!"

The old dog shrank his neck, feeling somewhat guilty. He was the one who hated the wet-spawned ones the most, and he also hated the peacocks.
The key is.

That kind of person, even if it’s just him in my memory.

It must be alive.

"I didn't mean to cause any harm to Brother Zhou, did I?"

The old dog's spirit once again took emergency shelter and subconsciously forgot and ignored the matter, as well as the Taoist.

It started playing the piano leisurely again.

(End of this chapter)