"Could this Golden Light Mantra also be related to disrupting the magnetic field?"
The master shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"The method of this Golden Light Mantra is different from the way talismans disrupt magnetic fields."
"It's less about a magnetic field and more about the spiritual energy of this world."
"It is said that all things have a spirit, and life goes on and on."
"All things in this world naturally include ghosts, and this Golden Light Divine Mantra is the source of spiritual energy in the world."
"When energies belonging to the same level clash, naturally the stronger one has the right to speak."
Yes, if they are not on the same plane, how can they touch each other?
Thinking about this, I have even greater respect for those Taoist ancestors.
They possess wisdom that transcends the universe. If it were us, we would naturally not think that such a thing exists in this world and can be utilized.
At the same time, I also feel that my thinking cannot be limited to existing books; it seems that I also need to explore new avenues.
People need to learn from books, but they cannot rely on them.
Once you become overly reliant on books, you'll be enjoying the legacy and treasures left by your predecessors.
In that case, we will never be able to surpass our predecessors.
And I secretly vowed that I would surpass the person who had mastered the Golden Light Mantra in the future.
If I didn't have lofty goals, I don't think I would be here today.
I wrote down the mantra my master recited, but after I recited it once, nothing happened.
It seems I underestimated the difficulty of using the Golden Light Mantra.
I also know that once I master this Golden Light Mantra, it will prove that I am no longer an ordinary person.
The more you learn, the heavier the responsibilities you bear.
Next, my master demonstrated various Maoshan boxing and palm techniques to me.
At the same time, there are various ghostly and elusive footwork techniques that can cover a long distance in a very short time.
When my master caught the female ghost at Wang Ruonan's house, he went up from the living room to the second floor. At that time, I was still wondering why my master was so fast.
The mysteries in my mind are being solved little by little.
Starting today, I will practice my Golden Light Mantra and martial arts every morning.
And every morning, Master would continue his cultivation as always.
Master has almost never stopped cultivating, except when he is on missions.
I once asked my master whether Taoist practitioners need to meditate, since the Taoists in novels I read all need to spend a lot of time meditating.
The master agreed.
Meditation can accelerate the cultivation of mental power in the mind and strengthen the control of the dantian over the breath.
I was deeply inspired by my master's words. I have decided to start practicing every morning from today onwards to continuously improve my abilities.
The process of meditation is tedious, but I know it is an essential path to improving my mental strength.
I closed my eyes, sat there quietly, and felt my own breathing and heartbeat.
I imagine there is an energy flowing inside my body, and I try to control it, but I can't.
I have a hard time controlling this energy; it's like a wild beast rampaging through my body.
I soothed it and calmed it down, but to my surprise, I found that it felt like my pet. It was a wonderful feeling.
The training to comprehend the Golden Light Mantra has also been put on the agenda, and a faint golden light surrounds the surface of my body.
Although it wasn't solid enough, it was enough for me to come into contact with ghosts.
The so-called contact is not like two people touching each other, since ghosts no longer have a physical form.
The form of a ghost is entirely determined by its own memories and its own state of mind.
Its form is entirely determined by its own understanding. For example, a hanged ghost might believe it to have a long tongue, and thus it would appear as a long-tongued ghost.
In fact, it could have presented itself in a completely normal way, but it simply didn't want to.
If you ask me how I know, it's because I recently took on a case in a mountain village and encountered a hanged ghost.
That hanged ghost tried to scare me and my master, but my master didn't fall for it at all.
The master slapped the ghost so hard it almost ripped his pants before the ghost begged for mercy and transformed back into its original form.
When I saw that, I was dumbfounded. I realized that ghosts, like humans, bully the weak and fear the strong.
They are terrifying, but compared to ordinary people, most would only tremble in fear if they encountered someone like their master.
Life felt like riding in a car, smoothly passing each day, to the point that I even forgot I was still a student.
I've always heard that only people without education or culture can become Taoist priests.
But I feel that the knowledge that Taoist disciples learn is no less than what they learn in regular school.
Just look at the Taoist books on Master's bookshelf; they represent the life's work of countless predecessors!
I've looked through them, all sorts of them.
Some are about the effects and understanding of cultivation techniques and talismans, some are about medical skills and prescriptions, and some are about consolidating one's breath, cultivating the body and refining the spirit.
There are also autobiographies of many Taoist masters. My master said that most of the stories in them are true.
For example, his master, who is also my grandmaster, encountered a thousand-year-old fox demon and a terrifying flying zombie among zombies more than 20 years ago!
Needless to say, the thousand-year-old fox demon is incredibly powerful. Anyone who has read supernatural novels knows how terrifying it is; it's practically impossible for a human to kill it.
If you can't kill him, your later life and that of your descendants will be miserable.
Flying zombies, as the name suggests, are zombies that can fly. The existence of these zombies is a threat to the lives of the people!
The terrifying thing about flying zombies is that they are not afraid of swords, spears, water, or fire, and they can also use magic!
Even flying zombies need to cultivate, absorb moonlight, and devour human essence and blood. As long as it is alive, it cannot escape its sharp teeth and claws!
I can't even imagine how the advisor managed to subdue that flying zombie back then.
According to my master, back then, my advisor only had three people and took a month to surround and kill that flying zombie.
In the end, only the advisor and one of them survived.
The other person, I heard, is also a great Taoist master, but I have never met him.
Actually, when I learned about these things, I was a little scared. I'm afraid of death, because no one is unafraid of the end of life.
I was even more afraid that my parents would not be able to accept the fact after I died. I had many concerns, which was why I hesitated before I first became an apprentice.
Almost every time I encountered danger, my master was able to save me from peril, but I knew that this couldn't continue forever.
If things continue like this, I will one day become a burden to my master, and I don't want my master to get hurt because of me.
Therefore, I need to become stronger, and that's why I need to seize every opportunity to improve myself.
Winter has arrived, and there are only a few days left until Lunar New Year's Eve.
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