The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 8 can explain the mysteries in just a few words, why use Dan Shu to write thousands of articles.

Zhu Yan formed the golden elixir and obtained Taoism.There are thousands of threads that need to be sorted out.

After bidding farewell to his master, Zhu Yan did not rush to study Taoism, but became familiar with himself and realized his own strength.

Jindan casts a flawless body, and Zhu Yan's spiritual consciousness is introspective.His skin is frozen, his bones are like white jade, and his blood is surging like the water of a great river.

The mana surrounds the whole body and circulates in the dantian meridian, full of vitality and immortality.

"Huh?" Zhu Yan raised his left hand. There was a sarcoma in the center of his left thumb. After careful study, it turned out to be a wart.

Zhu Yan was amazed, he formed a golden elixir and should have a flawless body, how could he develop tumors on his hands.

Besides, before he formed the alchemy, there was no abnormality in his hands, Zhu Yan's figure flickered, and he changed back to his ape-like appearance, and put his left hand in front of his eyes to check.

"How could this be? How could this be?" Zhu Yan was flustered. At this time, he had a monkey body and had this wart on his hand.

"What's the point?" Zhu Yan murmured, puzzled.

He has practiced Taoism all the year round, and his body is healthy and strong, but after forming the alchemy, he suddenly developed fleshy warts on his hands.

There was a wart on his hand, which was dead, Zhu Yan wanted to get rid of it, but when he moved his mana, his flesh and blood hurt, and the wart was actually connected to the finger bone.Zhu Yan stopped thinking for the time being, and was planning to ask Master later.

Life in the Taoist temple has always been poor, and the Sanqing Temple is located at the top of the mountain, so few people come to it. It can be considered that Zhu Yan is used to living a life of pure heart and asceticism.

The fetus is easy to form, the master asked Zhu Yan to put more effort into this method, he studied it every day and thought about it all the time.

This is a way of transformation. If you learn it proficiently, you can transform people into human beings, and immortals into immortals. If you only learn superficially, you may be difficult to deceive others. You can become a mountain like a stone, or an old tree like a log.

Zhu Yan learned the method of change, starting with dead objects such as stones and wood.

From then on, besides carrying water and sweeping the floor, Zhu Yan had one more thing to do, staring at the stones every day.

After a long time, Zhu Yan was carrying water by the river, and saw a fierce tiger drinking water by the river. The tiger was not afraid of people, so it turned a blind eye to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan suddenly felt teased, chanted a mantra, and said: "Change".

The pole on his shoulder fell to the ground with a bang, Zhu Yan disappeared, and a stone appeared where he was standing.

Roar!
The tiger was startled suddenly, and thought to himself: How could the monkey disappear? Could it be that it was caught and chopped wood.

"Great horror, great horror!" The tiger spread its four paws and ran wildly.

"This red-haired monkey was captured. Carrying water every day is hard enough, but today it is captured again. How can I know what kind of hard work it is. I will run away quickly, and don't suffer if caught."Facing the unknown, the tiger ran wildly.

"Hahaha".Zhu Yan turned back into his ape-monkey form, laughed out loud, and thought of the art of transformation in his mind, it was amazing.

Zhu Yan picked up the pole and returned with two buckets of water, thinking about the change just now on the mountain road.

Thinking back just now, he turned into a stone, square and upright, with red hair still unfinished.

There are no lines on the stone, and there is no moss, so it can deceive the fish in the wild tiger pond, and I am afraid it cannot avoid human eyes.

After carrying water and sweeping the floor, Zhu Yan left the Taoist temple and sat next to a rock.

Zhu Yan was not overjoyed and arrogant because he could change. He carefully observed the boulder, looking at the texture, distinguishing the color, and stroking every edge and corner.

Zhu Yan thought about it, memorizing the surface of the stone, and then knocked open the stone to explore the inside.He keeps changing and vows to become exactly the same.

When you put your heart into it, time always flies by. Zhu Yan has achieved a little in the way of change. At least turning into a stone can deceive people, and turning an old tree can make birds fall.

But Zhu Yan still can't do it if he wants to change a man into a beast.

In this way, Zhu Yan can be regarded as getting the skin of the way of change, and the three disasters are far away with him, and he feels naturally relaxed.

Zhu Yan didn't catch up with the progress, he insisted on cultivating a great change, so he turned to learn the method of flying through the clouds and driving the fog, and try to improve his feet.It also saves that every time he flies against the wind, the wind howls and the birds fly away.

Without the urgency of the three disasters, Zhu Yan naturally follows his heart, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, which is faster than the way of change. He can also step on the white clouds and travel thousands of miles in a short time.

Although this speed is not fast, it is not as fast as Monkey King's somersault.But also otherworldly.

Counting the time, Zhu Yan has been on the mountain for ten years, and he has cultivated the strength of alchemy, and he is already a genius among ordinary people.

Converted to the monster clan, it should be a big monster with the strength to lead a mountain forest.

Sun Wukong practiced with Bodhi Patriarch for ten years, and he was already a demon king when he came out of the mountain, probably with the strength of cultivating a true immortal.

Zhu Yan is definitely not comparable to Monkey King, who is loved by heaven and earth, born as a stone monkey with spiritual power, full of great luck, extremely talented, and extraordinary physique.

He has a clear mind of Dao, he can learn 72 Bian, and somersault cloud, his talent is astonishing.

But counting the time, Zhu Yan has been in Sanqing Temple for ten years, Sun Wukong probably just arrived at Fangcun Mountain, and he probably hasn't started practicing yet.

Zhu Yan smiled, he was a bit ahead of Monkey King.However, Sun Wukong's aptitude is amazing. After three years of practice, he is better than others for thousands of years. Zhu Yan dare not relax.

In the main hall, the old Taoist sat on a futon, wandering overseas, and was about to visit friends.Suddenly, he had a feeling in his heart, and a Taoist voice came from Nine Heavens.

The old Taoist raised his head and looked nine days away, exhausting his eyesight, he couldn't see through the mysteries of the temple.

The old Taoist wondered in his heart, this monkey has a mortal body, although he is agile and has a bit of cunning, but he doesn't have great wisdom.

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out.

That's all, that's all.I will respect the teacher's decree and help him.Thinking of this, he waved his whisk.

When, when, when.

Suddenly a bell rang in the Sanqing Temple, Zhu Yan heard the bell and the clouds scattered and landed in the courtyard.

Just in the blink of an eye, ordinary seniors suddenly appeared in the courtyard, carrying water, chopping firewood, and planting flowers. Zhu Yan Jindan's strength did not see clearly how they appeared.

Zhu Yan knew that these senior brothers were very powerful, and now it seems that they are much stronger than Zhu Yan imagined.

"I have seen you brothers."Zhu Yan cupped his hands and saluted.

"Junior Brother, don't be too polite, I will go to see Master soon."Zhang Daoyi said.All the brothers nodded their heads and walked towards the main hall together.

"Disciple pays homage to master".Entering the main hall, everyone saw the old Taoist sitting cross-legged on a futon, prostrating.

Seeing Master's expressionless face, Zhu Yan didn't know what he was thinking.

"sit".The old man waved his whisk, and a futon appeared on the ground.

All the disciples sat cross-legged in front of the master, listening to the master's teaching.

"Pindao is on a whim today, and he will give a lecture today, and he will talk about the Dharma. Every opportunity depends on his own heart."The old Taoist explained the reason why Mingjin gathered the crowd.

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness."All the disciples made a Dao ceremony and listened quietly.

"A word or a half sentence can understand the mystery,

There are tens of thousands of books on He Yong Dan.

If people are not burdened by form,
In front of him is Da Luotian.

......"

The old Taoist preached the Dao, with the voice of heaven in his mouth. For a while, the sky was full of hype, golden lotuses sprang up from the ground, fairies on the left and right danced, and drums and music rang all around.

Zhu Yan only felt a lot of enlightenment emerge in his heart, the confusion in the past was suddenly untied, and his morality was rising steadily.

After talking about the Tao for a while, the old Taoist turned to explain the method of the divine channel.

How exhausted the supernatural powers are, how transparent the spells are.

The spiritual awareness in Zhu Yan's heart was wide open, and all kinds of wisdom came to his heart. It turns out that the way of transformation is that kind of cultivation, subduing dragons and tigers, it turned out to be so simple.

He has mastered all the 36 Taoist arts that he has dabbled in, and he has mastered the art of repelling objects and transforming gods after ten years of practice.

Among them, riding the clouds and driving the fog is the most transparent. Zhu Yan sighed in his heart: So the clouds are so high, and the fog is so fast.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, really mysterious".Zhu Yan couldn't help clapping his hands in admiration.

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