Chapter 51: The Little Lei Yuan Jing and the Fire Pill Kung Fu
This time Ping'an Town encountered a demon, Zhou Dao gained the most.
One evil-level monster, two high-level evil monsters, the most important thing is that he got the [Pure Yang relic] condensed by the red-eyed boy's penance.
This treasure is priceless, worth hundreds of pure yang qi.
There are nine levels of real fire, each level is a day of danger.
Every time one level breaks through, a massive amount of pure yang power is required, and one does not know how many pills and spiritual herbs one would have to swallow.
For practitioners of Taoism, this pure Yang relic is a secret treasure of heaven and earth, a rare treasure of Xuanmen.
With Zhou Dao's current state, this pure yang relic can completely help him cultivate to the third level of real fire without any hindrance.
"Sacrifice!"
Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood oozed from his fingertips and landed on the rat demon.
[Sacrifice to the Rat Demon, get rewarded with Seven Treasures Spiritual Incense]
A mechanical voice sounded in Zhou Dao's mind.
The golden light fell, and a purple-black incense stick fell in front of Zhou Dao.
Seven Treasures Divine Soul Fragrance, with red cloud patterns on it, exudes a faint fragrance, lightly inhaled, the speed of blood circulation is much faster.
"What a treasure! It's much better than Huoyunzhu." Zhou Dao was overjoyed.
He had heard of the name Qibao Shenhunxiang from Yuan Lao, which was worth thousands of gold.
The Fangshi in Pingjiang City once appeared, and it attracted all kinds of wealthy families for a while.
Like fire cloud candles, Qibao Shensoul Incense is also an incense used by ancient Taoists to worship gods and Buddhas and practice magic.
It is said that after a person dies, if the Qibao Shenhun incense is lit in front of the coffin, it can attract the dead soul of the deceased, return to the body and enter the orifice, and prolong life for seven days.
According to the "Handbook of Yuyaosi Work", in ancient times, a villager once went to the mountain to collect medicine, and found an abandoned incense burner in a cave, with half of the remaining incense in it.
The villagers took him back, and not long after, the village suffered a catastrophe, and his wife died in the plague.
The villagers were very sad, restrained their wives, stopped the coffin for three days, and then lit the residual incense.
Unexpectedly, the next day, the villager woke up and smelled the smell of rice. He got up to look, but was surprised to find that his wife had come back from the dead, and everything was as usual.
He was terrified, but his wife looked no different from ordinary people, so he was worried and didn't speak to others.
Seven days later, in the morning, the villagers got up, only to find that the wife next to her was as stiff as ice, and had passed away for a long time. After careful inspection, corpse spots had grown on her body.
This is the Seven Treasures Spiritual Incense. Some people say it was passed down by the mountain gods, and it spreads in the world. People who cultivate Taoism, light this incense, can accumulate blood energy.
Although the woman died, the fragrance penetrated into her body, locked her last trace of blood energy, her soul was immortal, and her spirit returned to life, but it only lasted for seven days.
In terms of utility, Qibao Shenhun Incense is better and more precious than Huoyun Candle.
"It should be enough for me to use for a while." Zhou Dao put away the Qibao Shenhun Incense.
In the way of practice, besides looking at talents and opportunities, the most important thing is resources.
Especially when it comes to the Eight Transformations of the Refining Realm [Blood Qi True Fire], if you want to go further, you have to throw real money and all kinds of treasures into it.
As long as it can increase the speed of practice and help the cultivation, anyone and any opportunity will not let go.
It can be said that every powerful monk is piled up with gold mountains.
This piece of Seven Treasures Soul Incense is of great use to Zhou Dao.
"Sacrifice!"
Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood fell on the huge white python.
[Sacrifice to the white wolf demon and get the reward spell "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing"]
A mechanical voice sounded in Zhou Dao's mind, and then, a massive amount of information flooded in like a flood, densely packed characters, various gestures, and pronunciation skills.
"Incantation!?" Zhou Dao was stunned, he didn't expect to get such a thing.
Among the Taoist sects, mantra scriptures used to be an extremely important practice method, alongside talismans and alchemy.
Through special pronunciation skills,
Chanting with blood can make every character that is chanted have a strange power.
In ancient times, many temples also taught simple mantras to nearby Xiangmin believers.
Even if you don't understand the method of practice and cannot use your blood energy, reciting and singing quietly can protect peace, ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts, making it impossible for evil spirits to get close.
Zhou Dao once saw a record from the concierge, Uncle Qin, that there was a good man in ancient times, who was nearly sixty years old, but still had no heirs, which was very distressing.
One day, in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, a wandering Taoist stayed at his house, and the kind man warmly entertained the Taoist.
The next day, before he left, the Taoist gave him a scripture of mantras, asking him to recite day and night and burn incense to show his sincerity.
The good man acted in accordance with the law, and half a month later, there was a great earthquake, and the "good brother" who had been silent for many years actually raised his head.
Not long after, the good man's concubine became pregnant.
Later, the good man recited the scriptures every day and was in good health. He lived to the age of ninety and gave birth to eleven sons.
Similar to mantra scriptures, it is the method of mobilizing the vitality of the human body, nourishing the internal organs, generating blood from the bone marrow, and transforming essence with qi.
However, in the mantra scriptures, the chanting and pronunciation of each character are extremely particular, and they are generally passed on orally.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the law cannot be passed on to the six ears.
It is precisely because of the particularity of mantra scriptures that this method is almost lost.
Many sorcerers of the rivers and lakes accidentally obtained fragments of mantra scriptures and used them to cheat.
After a lifetime of painstaking cultivation, although he does not have great supernatural powers, he can still frighten weaker monsters.
"Xiao Lei Yuan Jing" is an extremely ancient mantra. By chanting scriptures, imitating the thunder sound of tigers and leopards, vibrating bone marrow, stimulating meridians, strengthening blood energy, and nurturing Yuan Yang, it can make a rapid progress in cultivation.
In addition, if you encounter a monster, if you recite this scripture, the ordinary monster will be directly shocked to death.
Even if ordinary people recite the "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing", although it does not have much killing power, ordinary evil spirits can also be repelled.
"Moo..."
Zhou Dao circulated his blood energy and recited a few characters according to the method.
I just felt like thunder rumbled from the inside of the brain, shaking the bone marrow, and the blood in the body resonated and began to boil and grow.
"Sure enough, it's a good thing, the ancient secret method!"
Zhou Dao was overjoyed, and tried again, before he stopped and set his eyes on the last monster.
The main body of the leader is a lynx monster, which is the only evil-level monster.
Condensing evil into evil, thunder cannot be avoided, and only blood energy can be subdued by turning into real fire.
If it wasn't for the red-eyed boy, the leader shouldn't have died here, it was all because of obsession.
Everything is born, everyone has obsessions.
Zhou Dao's obsession is to offer sacrifices to the patriarch.
He is so filial!
"Sacrifice!" Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood oozed from his fingertips and landed on the leader's corpse.
In an instant, the leader's body disintegrated at the speed of the naked eye.
Raising the head three feet, an ancient altar floats in the void, surrounded by incense, ethereal and illusory.
On the altar stands a memorial tablet, engraved with ancient characters, like a dragon and a snake hiding secrets, which cannot be distinguished clearly.
[Sacrifice to the lynx demon, and get a reward for the Taoist technique "Nine Turns of Fire Pill Kungfu"]
At this moment, a mechanical voice sounded in Zhou Dao's mind, revealing a hint of mystery and antiquity! ! !