Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 144

Mi Luo thought for a while and asked, "Dare to ask the master, how many true disciples are there in each mountain?"

"Including you, there are twelve persons in the 11th generation of my Miaoyouzong No. [-]. From top to bottom, they are Yangyang, Yangxin, Yangyuan, Yangzhi, Yangqing, Yangyin, Yangsheng, Yangkun, and Yangzhen. , Nourish the Spirit, Nourish the Miao, Nourish the Qi.”

Then the sect master listed the main and concurrent cultivation directions of each true disciple.

Yangyang, Yangqing, and Yangkun are the three true biography, and they mainly practice Tiangong Peak concurrently.

Yangxin mainly studied Demingfeng.

Yang Yuan and Yang Zhen are two true disciples who mainly cultivate Yunlu Peak.

Yangzhi mainly cultivates Xuantai Peak.

Yangyin and Yangmiao are two true disciples who mainly cultivate Vientiane Peak.

The two true disciples of Yangsheng and Yangling mainly practiced Danyuan Peak concurrently.

Such an arrangement is clear at a glance. Among the No. 11 generations of true biography, Shudeming Peak and Xuantai Peak have the least number of true disciples.

It's no wonder that when the two of them knew about Mi Luo, who was a high-quality true biography candidate, they would go to him to get close.

But it's a pity that Mi Luo broke through a little early, and Xuantai Peak's nine generations of true biography made a move, directly took a shortcut, and cut off the possibility of Deming Peak.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Mi Luo chose Xuantai Peak as his first concurrent cultivation, whether it is De Guang, De Miao or Yun Changkong.

Satisfied, Taoist De took out a one-foot-long writing brush from his sleeve.

The whole body of this brush is emerald green, the top of the pen is covered with auspicious cloud patterns, mixed with a little lotus leaf shape, the position from the bucket to the root of the pen is bordered with gold and silver threads, forming a pattern similar to lotus flowers, with some emerald green jade dotted in the middle, the overall shape of the nib It was the hair of some unknown beast.

"This thing is called Bihe, and it is a pen I used in my early years. I will give it to you."

Mi Luo didn't need to take a closer look, but he knew that this object was another ninth-level magic weapon with one hundred and eight perfect spells, and its spirituality was still above the thousand-fold yarn of clouds and water.

After he took it respectfully, Taoist Deguang also took out three talismans, a piece of spiritual ink and an old inkstone and handed them to Mi Luo.

"Although you didn't choose me, Yunlu Peak, you have learned something from me. These three talismans are carefully drawn by me over the years, and they contain [-]% of my cultivation, so they will give you self-defense. As for this Lingmo and inkstone are not good things, so I'll give them to you together!"

Mi Luo was a little hesitant when he heard the words, and went to Xuantai Peak to study by himself, and Taoist Dexuan gave gifts, even if they were more expensive, it was nothing.

It's like the elders in the family who know where their children are going to study and prepare some valuable learning tools.

But now that he has just rejected Yunlu Peak, he is inevitably a little embarrassed to let him accept the precious gift from Taoist Deguang.

Especially the old inkstone, although it looks very old, with a corner cracked on the edge, but the inspiration contained on it silently shows the number of years of use, as well as the number and quality of the talismans that participated in the drawing.

Generally, if a casual cultivator has such an old inkstone, he can often observe the breath and draw the corresponding talismans, which can increase his power a lot.

And in the hands of Xianmen disciples, it is also a great auxiliary tool for exploring talismans.

Seeing Mi Luo's scruples, Dexuan took it directly, stuffed it into Mi Luo's hand, and said, "You don't have to be polite, this guy Deguang has been drawing talismans these years. I don't know how many contributions and treasures he has accumulated. , this inkstone is just an ordinary plaything for him, you just take it."

After finishing speaking, Dexuan spoke to the master Demiao Taoist again: "Master, I intend to transfer some internal affairs of Xuantai Peak to Yangzhi, and I hope the master will allow it."

As soon as these words came out, all the people present, except Mi Luo, changed their expressions.

But Taoist Dexuan seemed to see nothing, and said to himself: "The person who cultivated his ambition has been in the Realm Condensation Realm for a while, and both the foundation of mana and the principles of practice have reached a perfect level. Wait After he took charge of a part of Xuantai Peak's affairs, I could also relax a little bit and let him help suppress the earth veins, absorb part of the aura accumulated by Xuantai Peak, and prepare for breaking through the Xuanguang Realm."

Deguang initially disagreed, but when he heard the last sentence, he smiled and said, "So that's your plan, you want to be lazy?"

"As the saying goes, if you are full of energy and don't think about food, if you are full of energy and don't want to sleep, you and I have practiced so far, and our vitality is full. Only the spirit is exhausted. After I put down the burden, I will nourish my spirit a little bit, and I will definitely be able to live longer than you. "

Dexuan's words made Deguang laugh. He pointed at Dexuan and said, "You, you, among us, you are the most thoughtful. When I go back, I will transfer the matter of Yunlu Peak to that girl Yangyuan. I will definitely be able to do it." outlived you."

"Then we have agreed, whoever leaves first will wait on the Nai River Bridge."

Deguang continued to laugh: "Then you have to be ready to wait for me on the Nai River Bridge for 30 years."

"How do you know that you haven't been waiting for me on the Nai River Bridge for 30 years?"

Although the two were chatting and laughing, Yun Changkong's expression became more and more bitter, Taoist De Miao interrupted as the head of the sect: "You two want to joke, go back and play with me, what is it in front of the junior? Let's go back!"

After finishing speaking, Taoist Miao De turned to Mi Luo and said, "Follow me inside, there is another teacher who wants to see you."

Hearing this, Yun Changkong couldn't help but took a step forward, and said, "Master, can I go with you?"

Taoist De Miao was silent for a while before nodding his head: "Forget it, Master Daoming's time is running out. You are one of his few close blood relatives, so come in with me."

Saying that, Taoist De Miao flicked the whisk in his hand, the surrounding space changed, and Mi Luo appeared in another world.

Where they are standing now should be the top of a certain mountain, above the clouds.

Under the feet is the sea of ​​clouds, the waves of auspicious light and auspicious air are flying, connecting the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and sky in the sky.

The surrounding vegetation is dense, and the emerald green branches and leaves are hidden in the hazy mist. Every gesture, there is a cloud-like smoke flow, giving people a sense of dream.

Mi Luo stretched out his hand, and the fingertips were clear and bright, absorbing a wisp of mist, he couldn't help swallowing: "It's too illusory to have profound energy..."

"These are not too subtle and mysterious."

A voice sounded, which caught Mi Luo's attention, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Yun Daoming sitting on the cloud bed, with thousands of talismans rising and falling around him, forming a magic barrier, stabilizing his translucent body.

Beside him, a little boy who looked like five or six years old was wiping away his tears, when he saw Mi Luo, he cursed directly, "Bad guy!"

"Children!"

Yun Daoming stretched out his hand, a wisp of vitality turned into a palm, touched Daotong's head, and said softly: "Regardless of Mi Luo's breakthrough or not, this day will come sooner or later. If you can meet one before you leave, Those who may inherit my ideas should be happy."

"But now you want to..."

In Daotong's big eyes, tears flowed unstoppably, he bit his lip, trying not to say the rest.

Mi Luo also guessed the reason, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

In the end, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and asked, "Dare to ask Grandmaster Ming Zeng, where did Uncle Yun go?"

"He's communicating with another me."

When Mi Luo heard this, he was greatly shocked: "Another you?"

"Back then, I deduced the law of myriad transformations and ten thousand lives from the emptiness and wonder, which was able to evolve myriad bodies and practice myriad dharmas. Later, when I broke through the realm of Tianyi, I took the wrong path. Thousands."

After briefly introducing himself, Yun Daoming took out a volume of Daoist scriptures and handed them to Mi Luo: "I came to you today because I saw that your cultivation way overlaps with mine, so I wanted to hand over the simple exercises I have compiled over the years to you." Here you are. It just so happens that you chose Xuantai Peak, so it can be regarded as the task I assigned to you, to complete it, the reward is that you consumed too much emptiness and profound energy during the period of breaking through the condensed essence."

Mi Luo respectfully took the scriptures and asked, "Dare to ask Master and Uncle Zeng, does this method have a name?"

Yun Daoming thought for a while and said: "This method is derived from my idea of ​​Taixu Miaoyou. It has the wonderfulness of turning everything into one and turning everything into everything. Let's call it Wanhua Taixu Gong."

(End of this chapter)