Chapter 1989 Nine-Orifice Relics

Hearing the words "Divine Machine Acting", everyone had different expressions.

Li Xiran and Bai Qingruo looked at each other and said without thinking: "Master, we want to try it. The Purdue Golden Ring is the most precious treasure of Luotian Mountain. Although we have not practiced Buddhist techniques, we can improve our cultivation after refining it. , maybe there is hope to break through the current bottleneck.”

"Um."

Liang Yan nodded and said calmly: "It's a good thing to be enterprising, and I will support you as a teacher."

After hearing this, the two girls looked happy and said at the same time: "Thank you, Master!"

"What about you?" Liang Yan looked at the remaining people again.

There was silence in the courtyard for a moment, and then Situ Kuangsheng said calmly: "I have no interest in this Buddhist Golden Wheel. In this life, I can only rely on a sword in my hand, without any external objects."

"good."

Liang Yan nodded and praised: "With a pure sword heart and a firm will, your swordsmanship will not be bad in the future."

Situ Kuangsheng was impressed by him, and his dead face that had not changed for thousands of years actually showed a hint of excitement, but he soon calmed down.

"Haha, Brother Situ Dao has a firm mind and does not need this opportunity, but I am different. The Golden Wheel of Purdue is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. It is said that stones from other mountains can attack jade, so Cang still wants to give it a try." Cang Yueming expressed his opinion.

Liang Yan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Cang Yueming, among all the people, your swordsmanship is the most free and easy. You are born with an unrestrained temperament, able to integrate the best of hundreds of schools of thought, and you are not limited to all kinds of swordsmanship." Rules, competing for Pudu Golden Wheel, is a wise choice for you.”

"Since the teacher supports it, I'm relieved." Cang Yueming chuckled.

Liang Yan waved his sleeves, and three treasures appeared in mid-air, namely a snow-white jade ruler, a black cloth bag, and a red copper mirror.

"These are the 'Thunder Ruler', the 'World Bag' and the 'Confucianism Mirror'. They are all good magic weapons. Now they are given to the three of you. With your current cultivation level, you only need to practice them for two days before you can use them. I hope I can help you with the magical performance."

When the three of them saw this, they were all overjoyed.

Li Xiran put away the thunder ruler, Bai Qingruo put away the Qiankun bag, Cang Yueming put away the Confucian goggles, then they all bowed down and said respectfully:

"Thank you teacher for the gift!"

"No need to be polite."

Liang Yan flicked his sleeves, and a soft breeze blew by, lifting the three of them up.

"There are still three days left. My master will give you guidance on your sword practice. The remaining two days will be spent refining the treasures. I hope to see you shine in the magic performance."

Before Liang Yan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a timid voice saying:

"Master, actually, I, I also want to participate."

After hearing this, Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiong Yue'er.

I saw her standing at the edge, her face flushed and her mouth pursed. It seemed that she must have mustered up the courage to say this.

"Nonsense."

Liang Yan shook his head: "The divine machine performance is a big event. At least the people participating are at the Tongxuan realm, and even the ancestor of the robbery. You, a little demon who has just broken through the golden elixir realm, are you going to join in the fun?"

"Yes, but."

Xiong Yue'er hesitated for a moment, and finally summoned up the courage to say: "After I came here, I was very curious about Luo Tianshan's archives and classics, and I always wanted to read them. Unfortunately, how could a sect like Luo Tianshan open the Scripture Pavilion to me? What? Participating in Shenji Dharma is the only opportunity for me to come into contact with the Buddhism of Luotian Mountain, which may solve many of the doubts I encountered in my practice."

After hearing this, Liang Yan had a thoughtful look on his face.

Although this silly bear is not talented in all aspects, she only has a natural fit with Buddhism. "Eight Parts of Yanyuan" is easy to learn but difficult to master, but she has not given up until now. Maybe she actually has some connections with Buddhism.

"Well, that's fine. Since you are determined, I won't stop you as a teacher. But one thing is that you must not be brave. If you encounter a danger that you cannot handle, you must withdraw in time."

When Xiong Yue'er heard that he allowed her to participate, a smile immediately appeared on her face. When she heard that Liang Yan cared about her, her heart felt as happy as honey.

"Thank you, Master!" Xiong Yue'er chuckled.

Liang Yan thought for a while, then raised his hand to cast a magic spell, and saw a treasured garment flying out from the storage ring, with strands of gold threads and glowing light flowing.

"Wear this dress inside."

Liang Yan waved his sleeves, and the golden treasured clothes were directly put on Xiong Yuer's body.

"Huh?"

Xiong Yue'er looked a little curious. This dress weighed nothing at all on her body, and it seemed to be tailor-made for her. It fit her body perfectly, and a warm feeling spread throughout her body.

Seeing this dress draped on Silly Xiong's body, Liang Yan nodded slightly, feeling relieved.

This is Xuanyuan Treasure Clothes, obtained from the Treasure Pavilion of Tianji Pavilion. As long as it is worn on the body, it can resist the full blow of monks below the sub-sage. It can be used three times in total. After three times, the energy dissipates and it degrades into an ordinary defensive magic weapon.

With Liang Yan's current level of cultivation, of course he wouldn't be able to use this magic weapon, but if Xiong Yuer'er wore it, it would be equivalent to a "gold medal for immunity from death."

"It should be fine now. As long as you don't commit suicide, you won't die." Liang Yan thought to himself.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me this treasure. Yue'er will definitely work hard to make progress and will never embarrass Master!"

Xiong Yue'er clenched her fists, looking confident.

"Okay, Master doesn't have high demands on you. Master just wants you to be safe."

Liang Yan touched Silly Xiong's head, and then said: "We, master and disciple, have been reunited for a long time, and it's time to teach you the way of the sword. From now on, you can practice here with me."

After hearing this, everyone looked happy.

The road to sword cultivation is difficult. On the one hand, there are many bottlenecks in the practice, and on the other hand, there is no way to rely on it.

Throughout the human continent, there are countless practitioners of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and demons. Even those leftist sects also have countless inheritances left behind. Only the number of sword cultivators is withering, and the skills are extremely scarce. There is no way to confirm what they have learned in their hearts. Explore on your own.

This is tantamount to a blind man touching an elephant or a blind man crossing a river. It often makes people feel that the sea is vast and there is no boat to cross.

Fortunately, Liang Yan is a lighthouse that can guide them in the direction of progress and point out a feasible path among thousands of roads, so that they don't have to be so confused.

The five of them gathered under the banner of Liang Yan, and they themselves became partners who discussed and made progress together. It can be said that at least half of the high-level sword cultivators in the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent are here.

"We haven't seen you for a year, let me see your swordsmanship first."

Liang Yan smiled slightly and glanced around the crowd, finally landing on Cang Yueming.

"Let's start with you."

In the next three days, everyone practiced swordsmanship in Liang Yan's monastery.

Whenever Liang Yan points out someone's mistakes in cultivation, the other four people will listen attentively, correct them if they have them, and encourage them if they don't. After one round, everyone has gained a lot.

Especially Cang Yueming. This person's talent in swordsmanship is extremely good, but he is stuck in a few key points and has never been able to exert the maximum power of the swordsmanship he has learned. Now that he has received the guidance of Liang Yan, his knowledge of swordsmanship is getting better and better. The power of the move has also been greatly improved.

Everyone was satisfied. Later, with the help of Liang Yan, they refined the magic weapon and practiced the moves in the courtyard, and they were all able to use it with great proficiency.

Three days passed by in a flash.

In the early morning of this day, after Liang Yan finished his sermon, he heard the long ringing of bells from deep in Luotian Mountain, and he couldn't help but laugh:

"The magic performance has begun. The first round is the 'Enlightenment Monument'. Only those who can understand the essence of Luotian Sect's Buddhism are qualified to enter the second round. You are not Buddhist monks. What you are comparing is your own Buddha nature, that is, with The compatibility with Buddhism is innate and cannot be forced.”

"yes."

Everyone responded.

Liang Yan nodded and said, "Go and call your wife, let's go take a look together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a lazy voice coming from outside the hospital: "No need to bother, I'm already here."

I saw a woman in a black dress walking in from outside the hospital. This woman looked cold, but there was a smile hidden in the corner of her eyes.

"Master's wife!"

Xiong Yue'er jumped up from the ground and jumped in front of the woman in the black skirt. Then she got into her arms and rubbed her round face hard.

There was a look of helplessness on the face of the woman in black skirt. She patted Xiong Yue'er's head lovingly and said with a smile: "Good boy, Xiao Yue'er."

During the three days they spent together, Xiong Yue'er and others already knew that the so-called "Hu Chenyu" was actually Wu Xin. Although they didn't understand why Liang Yan wanted to conceal Wu Xin's identity, they remained tight-lipped and didn't ask too many questions.

Among everyone, Xiong Yue'er has the deepest feelings for Wu Xin.

When Liang Yan was away, he had always taken Xiong Yuer with him unintentionally, not only guiding her in practice, but also going through life and death together. In Xiong Yue'er's heart, she actually regards Wuxin as a mother-like existence, and she has received a little warmth from her hundreds of years of demon life.

It can be said that in a sense, Xiong Yue'er relies more on Wu Xin than Liang Yan.

"Master Wife, Yue'er has successfully formed a pill! Yue'er can also do a good job, look!"

As Xiong Yue'er said this, she changed her movement technique and saw a faint golden light appearing in her Dantian. It was the relic that she had spent all her efforts to condense.

No one would expose the golden elixir they have formed in front of others, but Xiong Yuer'er was different. She wanted to get unintentional praise too much.

"Not bad!"

Wu Xin stroked Xiong Yue'er's hair, with a look of relief on his face.

"Did you use the 'elephant technique' I taught you?"

"Forehead"

Xiong Yue'er was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No. What you taught me, Master, is too difficult. I can't learn it."

Wuxin asked curiously: "Then how did you successfully form the elixir?"

"me."

Xiong Yue'er thought for a while and said: "I was in big trouble at that time, and I was extremely scared. I didn't know how to deal with it, so I instinctively wanted to dig a hole."

Having said this, Xiong Yue'er felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, and said softly:

"Master Wife, you also know that Yue'er has no other skills, but she is good at digging holes. Sometimes she likes to dig into the ground when she is in danger. When I was forming pills, I was panicked and instinctively started to dig holes. I dug and dug like this. I don’t know how long I dug, but when I woke up, I had successfully formed the elixir."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Xiong Yuer's face turned even redder.

She knew that forming a pill was a great event, but the process was too funny. If she had asked unintentionally, she would not have wanted to tell her, but since she had asked unintentionally, she would tell the truth honestly.

But Wuxin didn't laugh at him, and even Liang Yan, who was not far away, stopped smiling, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"What did you just say? Were you digging a hole when you were forming pills?"

Liang Yan asked very seriously.

"Yes, yes." Xiong Yue'er didn't understand, so she could only answer honestly.

"Come here."

Liang Yan waved his hand, and Xiong Yue'er couldn't help herself and came to him in an instant.

Liang Yan put his hand on her abdomen again, and his mind entered her body, and saw a golden relic about the size of a baby's fist.

The relic was shrouded in golden light, and there were auspicious clouds flowing around it, highlighting a quiet and profound atmosphere.

Liang Yan's mind did not stay on the surface, but penetrated the golden light and spread inward until he saw a golden ocean.

In this ocean, there were nine not-so-obvious whirlpools, which were slowly rotating at this time.

"Nine-orifice relic!"

Liang Yan's eyes condensed slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The next moment, he took his mind back from Xiong Yue'er's body.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xiong Yue'er asked with curious eyes.

Liang Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "From now on, you are not allowed to mention the details of your Dan formation to anyone. If you violate this order, I will expel you from the sect."

These words were said calmly, but Xiong Yue'er was stunned, and soon showed panic, kneeling at Liang Yan's feet, and kowtowed continuously.

"Master, Yue'er knows that she was wrong, Yue'er will never say anything nonsense again, please don't abandon Yue'er!"

"It's good that you know you were wrong."

Liang Yan had no expression on his face, touched Xiong Yue'er's head, and said lightly: "As long as you don't say anything nonsense, you will always be my good disciple."

After that, he glanced at Li Xiran and others.

"And you too, if anyone tells others what they saw and heard today, I will expel them from my sect!"

After hearing this, the four people in the courtyard knelt down hurriedly and said respectfully: "Disciple dare not!"

"Yes."

Liang Yan nodded, his face softened: "Everyone, get up."

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief and stood up one after another, but they were more curious about Xiong Yue'er and looked at the bear spirit.

"Is there anything wrong with her relics?" Wuxin didn't understand either, and asked secretly.

"Nine-orifice relics."

Liang Yan slowly said these four words using the secret art of voice transmission.

After hearing this, Wuxin's pupils shrank.

Nine-orifice relics, this is the foundation of becoming a Buddha! But it is also a great tonic!

Not only do demons covet it, but even many evil cultivators of the human race have ways to take out the relics intact, and then refine them to greatly improve their own cultivation.

"Blessings and disasters!" Wuxin sighed softly.

Liang Yan snorted coldly.

"As long as I am here, no one can touch her!"