Chapter 131 Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong (Subscription Request)

After thanking the teacher, Yang Ling left the Bajing Palace.

As soon as he came out, he saw the two brothers Yang Zhao and Yang Jian playing with the two little Taoist boys Yin Tong.

The laughter of the four children was crisp and pleasant, just like the sound of a stream in the mountains, adding a bit of vitality to this cave.

Yang Jian excitedly shared the little things he brought from the mortal world, and the candied haws and hanging flower cakes were indispensable, which were his favorite snacks.

When they saw Yang Ling coming out, the two little Taoist boys ran over happily, waving candied haws in their hands, and said crisply: "Brother, the master said that you can find a place in the cave to build a Taoist palace by yourself, and it will be your residence in the future."

Yang Ling nodded, and was grateful to the Taiqing Saint for his attentiveness.

He looked at the two little Taoist boys and asked gently, "What are your names?"

The older little Taoist boy swallowed the candied haws in his mouth and said proudly, "My name is Jin Tong."

The little Taoist boy next to him was not willing to be left behind and said hurriedly, "I am Yin Tong."

Yang Ling nodded slightly, took Yang Zhao and Yang Jian aside, and solemnly took out the Lidi Yanguang Banner and the purple gold gourd, letting the two children choose for themselves.

Although they are still young and may not be able to grasp such treasures, these two top-grade spiritual treasures are full of spirituality and have the ability to protect their masters on their own.

If they really reach a critical moment, they can save their lives.

Yang Zhao's eyes moved back and forth between the two treasures. He could feel the heavy and powerful aura. Every time his eyes swept over, a strong shock would surge in his heart.

He knew that these two spiritual treasures were extraordinary things, supreme treasures that he had never dared to think about before.

Especially when his eyes fell on the dark red flag, even his heartbeat accelerated a few points.

The blazing flame on the flag seemed to resonate with something in his heart, making him feel an inexplicable intimacy.

Despite this, Yang Zhao turned back and looked at Yang Jian and said, "You should choose first. Brother is not in a hurry."

"Brother, you are so nice."

Yang Jian nodded happily, walked carefully to the two treasures, and looked at them intently.

The purple gold gourd exudes a faint luster, looking simple and mysterious, while the off-ground flame flag is passionate and full of vitality.

Finally, Yang Jian stretched out his little hand and touched the purple gold gourd.

At this moment, he could feel that there seemed to be infinite space in this gourd, as if it could hold the whole world.

An inexplicable sense of trust surged in his heart, as if this gourd could protect him at a critical moment.

"I choose this!"

Yang Jian's voice was a little excited and firm.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling nodded slightly.

He knew that it was not only Yang Jian who chose the purple gold gourd, but the purple gold gourd also chose Yang Jian.

It seems that the teacher was right. Yang Jian was favored by such a spiritual treasure at such a young age, and his extraordinary appearance had already begun to show.

Seeing that his brother had made a choice, Yang Zhao no longer hesitated and reached out to hold the flagpole of the off-ground flame flag.

The flame on the flag was still burning, but it did not burn his hand.

Yang Zhao could feel that the connection between the flag and himself was getting deeper and deeper, as if the flame in the flag had already burned in his heart.

He gently stroked the flag, feeling the warm power, and then turned to look at Yang Ling and thanked him.

Yang Ling gently waved his hand, motioning the two children to stand up.

"Remember, the person you have to thank is the master, who gave you these treasures."

Yang Zhao heard Yang Ling's words and immediately understood what he meant. He hurriedly knelt down, put his hands together, and kowtowed respectfully in the direction of the Bajing Palace.

"Master, I, your disciple Yang Zhao, am grateful!"

Although Yang Jian was still young, he also knelt down like his brother and kowtowed to the Eight Scenery Palace one by one. Although his movements were a little awkward, they were full of sincerity.

"Master, thank you for the treasure you gave me."

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In the following days, Yang Ling refined a simple and plain Taoist palace and placed it in a beautiful valley, not far from the Eight Scenery Palace.

The family stayed temporarily in this cave.

After Yang Zhao got the Lidi Yanguang Flag, he spent a lot of energy to sacrifice it every day, and Yang Jian also began to practice formally.

Yang Ling originally wanted to teach him the Divine Elephant Prison Power, but Yang Jian didn't seem to be interested in this mysterious skill and never got in.

After thinking it over again and again, Yang Ling went to the Eight Scenery Palace again.

The Taiqing Saint was well prepared. Without waiting for him to ask for advice, he directly taught him a mysterious skill and asked him to take it back to Yang Jian for practice.

Obviously, the Saint Taiqing had already prepared for it!

He just guessed that he would consider the Divine Elephant Prison Power first, so he didn't say it. He didn't take out the solution until he came to him.

Yang Ling really didn't know how to describe this saint teacher.

He was obviously a saint who was high above, but he was so careful and took all aspects of him into consideration!

On the contrary, he hid a lot of his own little thoughts in some details.

With a guilty mood, Yang Ling returned to his own Taoist palace and brought Yang Jian to a silver waterfall and taught him the newly acquired Xuan Gong.

In the process, he found that this Xuan Gong was very similar to the Eight or Nine Xuan Gong of the Chan Sect, and it could even be said that it was the same kind of Gong method.

They are all based on body training, and they are cultivated to change and change, and they have endless wonderful methods.

It’s just that the cultivation process of the Eight-nine Mysterious Gong is like forging a treasure. When it is successful, the divine body will be radiant, like a body plated with gold. When it is cultivated to the extreme, it is the state of "indestructible diamond", which means that no matter how many kinds of spiritual weapons and spirits Bao Bang smashed and chopped, even though sparks flew out, he still didn't get hurt at all.

It is said that the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills were created by the Yuqing sage Yuanshi Tianzun.

This saint is good at refining weapons. It is possible that he gained insights from refining weapons and created this mysterious skill, treating practitioners as spiritual treasures and spiritual weapons.

The Xuan Gong taught by Taiqing Saint is called Jiuzhuan Yuan Gong, which is very similar to the alchemy route.

This mysterious skill treats the practitioner as a spiritual elixir, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, the brilliance of heaven and earth, gathering all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and tempering them with the fire of civil and martial arts. Each turn will be a complete transformation.

Finally, the nine turns of the golden elixir were refined, and the mysterious power was completed!

From then on, the golden elixir lasts forever and is indestructible.

Of course, this is the most ideal situation.

Since this mysterious skill was created, no one has ever practiced it.

But theoretically speaking, the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong has one more revolution than the Eight Nine Mysterious Arts, and the upper limit is also higher!

It is said that if one can cultivate the nine transformations and return to one, the soul will never be separated, the body will be indestructible, and it is not impossible to reach the realm of quasi-sage!

Yang Ling stood in front of the silver waterfall and immersed himself in the practice of Nine Transformations Yuan Gong. However, when he started to activate the spiritual energy in his body according to his mental method, he felt an invisible resistance, which caused the spiritual energy to not function smoothly.

He tried several times, but each time the spiritual energy was blocked when it reached a certain point, making it impossible to successfully complete the entire cycle of the technique.

Yang Ling's brows furrowed. His body seemed to be incompatible with this mysterious skill.

It feels like a swordsman is suddenly forced to use a machete. Although he can kill enemies, he will always feel uncomfortable for a short period of time.

He sighed secretly, and suddenly out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of little Yang Jian not far away, sitting quietly in front of the silver waterfall, his small body looking particularly focused.

Although little Yang Jian is still young, he is sitting cross-legged in front of the silver waterfall at this moment, with his body upright and his eyes closed, and he has already entered a state of cultivation.

Yang Ling's eyes were attracted to little Yang Jian, and he saw that little Yang Jian's breathing was steady and orderly, and there seemed to be a faint light flowing around his body, which was a sign of spiritual energy flowing gently around him.

Yang Ling didn't dare to disturb him. He stood aside quietly, feeling an indescribable surprise in his heart.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the sun shone dappledly on Xiao Yang Jian's body through the gaps in the leaves.

After a long time, Xiao Yang Jian slowly stopped and opened his eyes.

His eyes sparkled with crystal light, like a child who had just explored a magical world.

He turned his head and saw Yang Ling, with a pure smile on his face, and said happily: "Father, I have learned the Nine Transformations Yuan Gong!

The feeling of practicing is really amazing. I feel like I have become an elixir. As long as I absorb the essence of the sun, the moon, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I can become very powerful..."

"good!"

Yang Ling nodded, reached out and touched his head, and said with a smile: "Practice hard and strive to be better than me in the future."

"Um!"

Xiao Yang Jian nodded vigorously, clenching his fists to cheer himself up.

"I will definitely be more powerful than my father and brother!"