Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 47 Induction
There are several kinds of power in this Taoist technique, the lowest one is aura, which can only change ordinary things, although it has many powers, it is useless.

The medium ones are spiritual generals, and those who can change greatly have wider divine power. Although they are powerful, only ten can be used.

If this kind of sacrificial refining is to turn the internal organs into only ten spirit generals, in Liu Qiao's view, it is really rough and wasteful.

Therefore, Liu Qiao's innovative "Huangting Neijing Daoshu" has two higher vehicles, which are spirit gods and spirit saints.

The spiritual generals are classified into 360 miscellaneous points, and the [-] ​​meridian points are all spirits and gods.

The five viscera are the five emperors, and the six viscera are the six emperors. This is the holy spirit.

Only in this way, there are several difficulties.

One difficulty is that there is still no way to know which kind of divine qi corresponds to each acupoint. You can’t turn your heart fire into a water god to store your thoughts, right?What's more, each of the five meridian points of 360 has its own attributes.

Secondly, this kind of change in the sky requires both body and spirit, but there are no sacred names, clothes, radiance, and shape, how to think about it?

I haven't even seen it, so of course I can't be perfect.

So Liu Qiao's retreat this time is trying to solve these two problems. Even if he can't solve it, he has to think of a way.

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In the blink of an eye and half a month later, Chang Long has practiced the first and second chapters. He wanders around every day, or enters the city, watching some mighty and powerful generals, and capturing his air.

Or go deep into the mountains, find some tigers, wolves, and bears, imitate their breath, and practice the Taoism of transformation when you see the sky.

However, his magic power is profound, and he is not afraid of the consumption of Taoism.

Liu Qiao has never found a solution, but only uses one orifice each of the internal organs such as the lungs, the liver and the mind, to cultivate the ten generals.

After comparing with Changlong's Taoism, the power of spirits cultivated by the five internal organs is slightly greater, and the power of the orifice is slightly smaller, but they are more dexterous.

This is also normal, the five viscera and six fu organs circulate more subtle qi, and the orifices and acupoints are narrower, how much essence qi can there be?
In the quiet room, Liu Qiao was sitting behind a desk, writing notes.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes meditating, since enlightenment, this habit of recording insights at any time has been preserved.

After all, although he is a qi refiner, his knowledge is still shallow, and he doesn't have the ability to remember with a photograph, the talent of being able to remember all the time with a flash of inspiration.

Since I don't have such a memory talent, I have to work hard to make up for it, and write it down from time to time so as not to stir up dust.

"The Yunmen key belongs to the Taiyin meridian. The qi is dense and rising. In humans, it is the Yunmen acupoint, which is responsible for the righteousness of the body, calming coughs, and asthma; Qi, straighten the body and expel the filth..."

"Guan Chongqiao belongs to the Shaoyang Sanjiao. The air is thin, moist and sinking. In humans, it clears the fire, adjusts the body fluid, and calms the evil fire; in the sky, it should be a water leopard, moistening the air in the palm, and harmonizing the latitude and longitude..."

After a closer look, it turned out that there was a pile of brocade silk and a roll of bamboo slips on the case.

The bamboo slips record the twelve orthodox meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and a total of 360 five acupoints, including 24 joints, which are the gods of solar terms, seven virtues of water, and 28 mansions.

Each page of brocade silk records a star in the sky, the meridians of the human body, and the characteristics of the acupoints, which correspond to the stars and so on.

As he was writing, Liu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and a gleam of understanding suddenly rose in his heart.

Pan Gu opened up the world and transformed everything, and his form is that of a human being.

The human head reaches the sky, the feet are on the ground, born with nine orifices and eight holes, 24 spines, even if there are 24 talisman joints to hit the magic whip, it is also to support the sky and not Zhoushan, 360 orifices, each of which corresponds to the stars in the sky.

Twelve orthodox meridians, twelve floors up and down, straight up to the ancestral orifice, like the heavenly palace on the top of the clouds, is the list of the gods.

"So that's the case. If you talk about the roots and feet, the world is so dark and yellow, what can compare to people?"

When I read Honghuang novels in my previous life, I always talked about the innate spiritual roots, the breath from the sky, how high the roots are, but no matter how high they are, they can be higher than the bones of Pangu's body?
And the human body, which is Pangu's body, deserves to be number one.

Therefore, it only takes two years for Liu Qiaodan to make nine turns, and the dragon and the tiger meet.

If it is really the spiritual root of heaven and earth, and the Dao Qi of foreign matter, it may take hundreds of thousands of years to open the spirit.

Like that Shiji, it was born in the chaos, but it took tens of thousands of years to cultivate into a human body.

This speed of practice is like grinding needles. Perhaps the aptitude is not as good as Jiang Shang's. It is all based on the long life of the alien. The actual magic power is less than a thousand years.

"It's just that people eat five grains, and the clear and turbid qi mingles in the orifices. Therefore, although the orifices are naturally transparent, they are not born with supernatural powers. There are countless body spirits, and finally the clean energy is sluggish, and it is the end of life..."

"If this is the case, wouldn't the world be like this, so it is necessary to consecrate the heavens and the heavens, to control the purity and turbidity of the world, and to sort out the latitude and longitude. If you do not consecrate the gods, the heavens and the earth will die?"

Liu Qiao's thoughts were rushing for a while, and countless thoughts flashed through, as if he was thinking wildly, but after careful consideration, it was not unreasonable.

It's just that his status in Taoism is always too low to get in touch with Shang Sheng Gaozhen, and he doesn't know whether his guess is right or not.

But after only practicing for these years, I gradually realized that this Conferred God is not so simple, it involves too many things and various aspects.

What is known is: All the ancient gods and men felt that their supernatural powers did not match their status, and wanted to seek titles, so they all turned to the lower realms of robbery, showing their holiness and power to the mortal world, loyal like Wen Zhong, treacherous like Fei Zhong, You Hun, and others. Trying to stay forever.

For 700 years, gods have been slaughtered, and dynasties in the mortal world have changed.

Now I have to add another guess, that is, there is also a calamity in the sky, and it is urgent to turn the calamity and return the saints to sort out the turbidity of the world.

"But this has nothing to do with me. Killing the gods is my greatest opportunity..." A look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

Touching the silk scripts on the acupoints on the case, and the blank star catalogs, my heart became more and more clear.

"If you want to cultivate the Yellow Court, you must get the gods of the heavens to return to the true position. The day they die in the calamity is the time when the gods in my body will complete..."

These days, I have not been able to practice Huangting Taoism because there are no corresponding gods in the world. How can the human body imitate their names, radiance, and color?
Therefore, all the orifices are just a mass of essence and energy, no matter how Liu Qiao visualizes, there is no progress.

Even if you make up a sacred figure and then visualize it, it will always have a form but no spirit, and it will not be able to communicate with the surrounding sky and stars, which is tantamount to a useless effort.

"So that's it! So that's it!" Liu Qiao muttered, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he quickly wrote on the silk with a pen.

Heavenly Slaughter Star, Zhenlu: Surname Bian, Mingji, Character Yuanzhen
He is one foot and two in length, with a vermilion complexion, eyebrows like fire, brocade clothes and embroidered armor, a lion and kui jade belt, a halberd painted obliquely with his left hand, and a plain banner standing on his right palm.

After drawing the catalog, Liu Qiao quickly closed his eyes and thought about it, visualized according to the picture, and recalled the appearance and demeanor of Bian Ji he had seen a year ago.

Especially the aura of star evil that was still fresh in his memory at that time, now he silently recites his real name, and while knocking his teeth to keep his mind map, he deliberately feels it carefully.

After a while, the vision in the room appeared in vain, and traces of green qi flew out from Liu Qiao's mouth and nose, circled around, and inhaled again into his abdomen.

"Whoosh..."

The external situation changed suddenly, the clouds rolled up and the fog cleared, and it was clear and sunny, but there was a star shining outside the sky, shining brightly in an instant, as if it wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, as bright as a bright moon.

"Why has the sky changed? It's so beautiful, a spectacle! A spectacle!..."

For a time, not only countless people stopped, looking at the sky to point and discuss.

"It's the killer star, why is it shining today?"

"Could it be that there is still doom?"

Three mountains and five mountains, countless qi refiners, monsters, and immortal families are all surprised and puzzled by this vision.

At Lintong Pass, Bian Ji, who was patrolling the city, paused suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes sparkled, and he murmured: "Why does it seem that someone is stealing my power? There is another consciousness, which seems to be in another world..."

His expression was extremely gloomy, and his murderous aura surged all over his body. He looked like a god and demon in an instant. Just looking at it, the soldiers behind him fell to the ground in fright.

At this time, if a practitioner comes here again and looks at it with the eyes of the Dharma, he will be able to see a soaring evil spirit emerging from his body, connecting the stars in the sky one after another, just like an ancient demon god.

Fortunately, in just a split second, all the visions in the sky subsided, and Bian Ji also regained his expression of embarrassment, looked around, and asked in amazement: "Why are you all lying on the ground?"

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In the quiet room of the mansion outside the city of Fuzhou, Liu Qiao opened and closed his eyes, also thoughtful.

　It’s still an old saying, begging for further reading, begging for tickets, and book friends who still have tickets, just throw the tickets in your hands on my head, and smash me to death with tickets... Woooo... drown me, a humble stand-alone author…

　　
　
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