Chapter 366: Iron Wire Queen
One can polish jade with stones from other mountains.
Now Zhang Yang has a deep understanding of this sentence. The more he studies the soul-nourishing talisman taught to him by Qing Fengzi, the more surprised he is.
In fact, he has focused most of his energy on sword cultivation in recent years, and has not even paid much attention to his soul strength, which was originally his most advantageous aspect. Therefore, his spiritual cultivation level is still at the Foundation Establishment stage, which is not even comparable to his three disciples Tao Yao, Qu Shang, and Xue Ning.
But even so, his strength stopped at the Nascent Soul stage. If he wanted to break through to the Spirit Severing stage, it was like a huge obstacle and he had no idea at all.
But at this moment, he actually felt a possibility of a breakthrough with this soul-nourishing talisman.
At that moment, Zhang Yang focused his mind and began to concentrate on following the steps of the Soul-Nourishing Talisman.
He opened a small cloth bag, revealing three crudely made potions. These were given to him by his eldest brother Yun Chuzi as a reward for being responsible for drawing water from the ancient well.
Zhang Yang took out a portion of medicine and mixed it with a bowl of water. Instantly, the water turned red, a bit like the one he had drunk in the city wall before.
This medicine has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing the soul. Coupled with the clear water from the ancient well that contains spiritual energy, if there is any evil spirit possessed, it will be easy to discover.
Zhang Yang touched the red potion with his right index finger and drew it on his forehead according to the method of the Soul-Nourishing Talisman. The steps were quite low-level and ridiculous, but he was quite serious.
Once it dried up, he would dissolve it again until the whole bowl of medicine was used up. Only then did Zhang Yang mobilize the spiritual energy stored in the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Taiyin Heart Meridian, gather it on the index finger of his right hand, and point it towards his forehead. With a whoosh, the spiritual energy spread and a pattern appeared all over the room. This was exactly what he had drawn on his forehead over and over again before.
As the spiritual energy was consumed, the pattern seemed to have a soul and kept shrinking, from filling the entire room, to the size of a copper coin, and finally disappearing into Zhang Yang's brow.
At this point, the first level of the soul-nourishing talisman can be considered successfully cultivated.
Zhang Yang felt as if a cool and clear stream was flowing through his mind, and his five senses were no longer muddled, but suddenly became clear.
Moreover, this effect is not temporary, but can continuously nourish the soul, allowing it to always be in a peak state of emptiness and clarity.
It’s really amazing!
Of course, Zhang Yang mastered the first level of the Soul-Nourishing Talisman so quickly, but it doesn't mean that this thing is easy. This is a special case. Not everyone can activate the spiritual energy in the body before they have mastered the practice.
"In the long run, my soul that has traveled back in time may actually have great fortune."
Zhang Yang thought to himself and was very happy.
Next, he sat alone in the quiet room, enjoying the magical effects brought by the soul-nourishing talisman while quietly flipping through the Taoist book of Hinayana Feng. The so-called Hinayana Feng means that although this Taoist book is a method of cultivation, it is definitely not a method that can be used to seek immortality and live as long as heaven and earth.
It is limited to the realm of land immortals, that is, the Nascent Soul Realm.
But even so, this book on the Hinayana Fengdao still opened Zhang Yang's eyes, and he had a certain understanding of the Jindan Dao's practice system and even other practice systems.
Especially since he was originally a sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, he benefited a lot from watching it from another angle. It was a pity that this was not in his original body, otherwise he would have felt something and would have prepared for a retreat and attack.
There are a total of eighteen cultivation methods in the Hinayana Fengdao book, which are aimed at the basic potential of different people, and even the cultivation methods of human beings.
Zhang Yang examined them one by one, and finally chose only the most basic one.
Before he knew it, it was dark. Zhang Yang went to find his senior brother Yun Chuzi, reported the situation to him, and then left the Taoist temple. Here, there were no restrictions on freedom, and food and accommodation were provided.
Zhang Yang took two buns and went back home. He couldn't let his cheap grandfather starve to death.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yang returned to the Taoist temple. Qing Fengzi did not show up, nor did he see his second senior brother Yun Yuzi. Only his eldest senior brother Yun Chuzi was busy in the medicine garden.
Now he understood that Master Qingfengzi was a sick tiger, and the only thing that could maintain the current cooperative relationship with Licun was the medicine garden, because Senior Brother Yunchuzi, in addition to taking care of the medicine garden, made potions, all kinds of potions, and also made disposable talismans. It seemed that he had no time to practice.
Zhang Yang said hello to Yun Chuzi and went to the Spiritual Liquid Pool first. Every thirty days, a tragic death would occur here. Who knows what Qing Fengzi is up to? Zhang Yang ignored all this and quietly took out three sewing needles, quickly sealed the three important acupoints of the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, and then began to pour spiritual liquid into it.
Because in just one day and one night, his acupoint, which had clearly been repaired, showed signs of deformation again.
No wonder Qingfengzi, a great master in the realm of distraction, is in such a miserable state.
After a while, Zhang Yang took out a small wine jar he carried with him and spat a mouthful of black blood into it. This might be the infection that caused the meridian deformity, and he needed to study it.
Just as he came out of the Spiritual Liquid Pool, he saw his second senior brother Yun Yuzi rushing over and shouting, "Master, Master, something bad has happened. A monster has come to the north of the village and the patrol team is having trouble resisting it. Please save us, Master!"
"What are you shouting for? Master is in retreat."
Senior Brother Yun Chuzi shouted in a suppressed voice.
But Yun Yuzi didn't care at all and just shouted: "If Licun is finished, it will be useless to stay in seclusion for a long time."
Hearing this, Yun Chuzi's face showed an extremely angry expression, but he did not lose his temper in the end.
"Master is in retreat and cannot be disturbed. I will handle this matter. Third Junior Brother, you can go with me and see the world!"
Zhang Yang did not refuse, because he knew it was useless to refuse.
"Okay, I'll go get the weapon."
He went to the room he had yesterday and took out three wooden spears. Faced with the unknown disasters in this world, the methods of immortal cultivators were probably immune to them, so at critical moments, the old friend was more reliable.
Yun Yuzi glanced at Zhang Yang's wooden spear and grinned, but did not mock. Yun Chuzi did not say anything either. What could a newly-apprenticed disciple expect?
The north of the village was a bit far, and by the time Zhang Yang and Yun Chuzi arrived at the northern wall of the city wall, it was already ten minutes later. As for Yun Yuzi, he had already completed the communication task, so of course he didn't need to go to the front line in person.
Standing on the city wall, the wilderness outside was in full view. No fighting had taken place here because the target was still a mile away, but it was indeed a monster, shaped like a large white mushroom, very smooth, almost ten meters high, and moving slowly in the mud. Looking at its route, it was right in the center of Li Village.
Zhang Yang didn't recognize this monster, but he looked at Yun Chuzi's expression. The eldest senior brother turned pale in an instant, a flash of painful anger flashed in his eyes, and his palms trembled slightly. It was obvious that he recognized this monster and must have suffered a great loss at the hands of this monster.
"It is a wireworm, a creature born from the catastrophe of heaven. It is not afraid of magic or Taoism, and has a very high defense. It cannot be blasted away by magic weapons, but it has no offensive power. The only scary thing is that it contains 80,000 insect eggs. Back then, the mountain gate of the Da Dao Sect was breached by thousands of wireworms in one go."
(End of this chapter)
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