Chapter 179 The Spiritual Deed of Laojiao Guan Acupoint
“Sir, how is Zhou’s cave?”
It seemed that he was aware of the vibration in his heart.
Zhou Jiao was standing upright, with his head raised and his eyebrows raised, his eyes flashing, and his pride could not be concealed in his seemingly casual tone.
“The magnificent buildings and jade buildings, the splendor and splendor, can be described as ingenious workmanship!”
Although Zhou Jiao practiced here for more than a thousand years.
He also has a deep understanding of human nature.
But in the final analysis, it is nothing more than a demon.
How do you understand the truth of concealing your secrets and keeping your secrets hidden?
However, it is normal to think about it. After all, since the Jiao Palace was built, Chen Yulou was the first outsider to visit here in thousands of years.
There is a whole cave full of gold and jade treasures, but no one shows them off.
That feeling is really boring and empty.
Now that I have finally met someone who knows the goods, how can Zhou Jiao let him go?
"Haha...good, good!"
"Sir, you are a great talent, Zhou would not be able to think of such words."
Zhou Jiao originally wanted to hold some.
As soon as I heard this, I couldn't hold it back any longer.
The laughter caused water mist to surge around.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Although this Jiao is old, he still has the temperament of a child.
But he became increasingly puzzled.
"Senior, there is something you don't know whether to ask or not?"
"Sir, you can speak frankly, but as long as Zhou knows, he will tell you everything."
Zhou Jiao was in a good mood and wished he could take a photo. Keep your chest tight and promise it.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou didn't bother to beat around the bush and asked simply.
"Chen has been in Jianshui City for a few days, but... the news I heard the most is that the lake has not been peaceful in the past few years, and the tide has surged, flooding many places."
"But after being together for so long, I can't tell that my senior is a vicious and murderous person. Can you explain to Chen why?"
Hearing this.
Zhou Jiao seemed to remember something, and his eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.
Anger arose out of nowhere, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed and suppressed his anger.
“This matter must start from the sacrifice to the gods three years ago.”
"Zhou has lived in Fuxian Lake for more than a thousand years. During these thousands of years, due to his spiritual practice, it was inevitable that he would come to the surface of the lake. Over time, the surrounding mountain people worshiped me as the River God of Fuxian Lake."
" The dragon raises its head in February every year as a day to worship the gods. "
"To be honest, it doesn't matter at all. They want good weather and I can enjoy the incense, which is a mutually beneficial solution."
“But in recent years, because I have reached the critical stage of transforming into a dragon from water, I have been in seclusion in the Water Mansion for several years. I have not been seen for a long time. Those people actually spread rumors everywhere, saying that I am a water demon. They have never done anything at all."
"If that's all, Zhou will treat them as ignorant, and those who don't know are not guilty, but..."
Speaking of this, Zhou Jiao's tone suddenly became sharp.
“They actually brought a terton here by offering sacrifices to the gods in an attempt to suppress me.”
“Sir, tell me, what’s wrong with Mr. Zhou setting off a boat to make a tidal wave?”
Looked down at Chen Yulou.
Its eyes are as cold as ice, and its murderous intent can hardly be concealed.
"Tötön?"
"Suppress the dragon?!"
Hearing this completely different answer.
Chen Yulou could not help but be shocked for a moment.
According to the old shopkeeper, the river god suddenly went crazy and overturned the sacrificial boat. He barely escaped with his life. Since then, the tides on Fuxian Lake have continued, causing people to panic and fishermen to There is almost no way to survive.
Everything in the building last night was replayed in his mind like a movie scene.
From the look and tone of the old shopkeeper.
It is not difficult to judge that he probably did not lie.
But the problem is that what Zhou Jiao said should also be true.
So...
Chen Yulou frowned slightly.
This matter may be carried out in extreme secrecy, and at the level of the old shopkeeper, there is no access to it.
In the ritual of sacrificing the gods, he was just a pawn.
Responsible for escorting the sacrificial boat to the middle of the big lake.
You must know that a terton is not an ordinary person, he is the most mysterious practitioner in Tantra.
Only purpose.
It is to promote esoteric Dharma in the age of Dharma ending.
Pursuing the legacy of Master Liansheng.
These people are just like Buddhists who practice silent meditation and Taoists who practice in seclusion. They put many shackles on themselves, do not enter the world of mortals, and practice hard in isolation.
Different from Tantric masters and masters.
A tertön is a tantric monk who truly practices Buddhism.
The one who forcibly suppressed the black dragon at the cost of sitting in Longtan Mountain was most likely the Terton.
And those who can come into contact with these people will definitely not be the people at the bottom of the city.
“Temple blessing?!”
Thousands of clues are in his chaotic thoughts.
Chen Yulou's heart suddenly moved.
A person came to mind.
The old shopkeeper made it very clear last night that the Dragon King Miao Miao Zhu Lai is responsible for offering sacrifices to the river god every year.
It’s just...
There is only one thing that he can’t figure out for the time being.
It stands to reason that Miao Zhu is the messenger between the mountain people and the river god, and his status is equivalent to that of the Wa village Moba. He should be the person who most hopes that the river god will appear.
How could he lead a wolf into the house?
Call the terton and try to suppress the old dragon?
But except for him, it is difficult for others to get in touch with people who practice Tantric Buddhism.
Headache!
Chen Yulou reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.
I thought it was just an ordinary big demon making trouble, but I didn’t expect that things turned out to be so twists and turns.
"There is one more thing I would like to ask my senior."
No reply immediately.
After all, Chen Yulou is just an outsider. He doesn’t know the whole picture, so he can’t talk nonsense.
"Sir, speak frankly."
Zhou Jiao's eyes flashed, he hesitated, and then nodded.
"A few months ago, Chen met a captain on his way to southern Yunnan. He told a story about a past event. Thirty years ago, he sent a group of southern guests to Liangwang Mountain."
< br>“When we were crossing the lake, it rained heavily, and a deep whirlpool appeared in the water.”
“A dragon appeared in it and devoured several people.”
"I wonder... is this true or false?"
"Thirty years ago?"
Zhou Jiao was stunned and fell into deep thought.
Thirty years is almost half a lifetime for a person, but for it, it is just a breath.
“I remembered.”
Not long after, Zhou Jiao's eyes lit up and he slowly uttered a few words.
However, there is not much change in his expression, and his eyes are even colder than before.
"The Luo Jiao fanatics dare to plot Zhou's inner elixir of dragon beads and send them to death. Isn't that too much?"
Luo Jiao? !
Hear the word.
Chen Yulou's heart sank again.
The Luo Jiao, also known as the Luo Zu Jiao and the Wuwei Jiao, originated from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. It emphasizes the liberation of inaction, integrates the three teachings, and follows the path of inner alchemy practice.
In just a few hundred years.
It has always been designated as an evil sect.
People in Luo Jiao are like rats crossing the street and have been suppressed countless times.
But the wildfire cannot be burned out. This group of people keeps changing their names and hiding around. They will come out to cause trouble in troubled times.
If I remember correctly, Chen Yulou had heard of their name when he was traveling around the world a few years ago. He called himself a member of Luo Daomen and went around to recruit people to join the club.
But he never expected it.
Thirty years ago, those southern nobles who sought out Bamo Apu and spent a lot of money were actually members of the Luo Jiao sect who swayed the Fuxian Lake dragon?
Damn it.
Such a weird twist.
Even if it was Chen Yulou, he couldn't help but want to curse.
“Not too much!”
Spitting out his breath, Chen Yulou shook his head as he met Zhou Jiao’s gaze.
“It’s hateful, Zhou Mou only wants to transform into a dragon, but these young people are always doing dirty tricks behind his back.”
Seeing him also recognized him.
Zhou Jiao suddenly felt like he had met a confidant.
For him, if he hadn't been so angry, he would definitely not have eaten people. This would harm the harmony of heaven and earth. It would do a lot of harm to it and not benefit it at all. It was tantamount to increasing the number of people it could use to transform into a dragon in the future. Disaster.
As for the relationship with the mountain people by the lake.
Everything has been peaceful for more than a thousand years.
If it hadn't been for the Terton, it would never have been like this.
"Forget it, I'm happy today, so I won't talk about these nonsense."
Suppressing the resentment in his heart, Zhou Jiao pointed to the palace in front, "Sir, please, I just want to invite you. Palm your eyes for me.”
“Okay.”
Hearing this, Chen Yulou also put his thoughts aside and nodded in agreement.
For other things, he might not be sure enough.
But the ability to identify treasures with palms and eyes is definitely engraved in the bones of the Chen family.
He also wanted to see what Zhou Jiao had hidden for thousands of years.
One person and one dragon stepped through the stone gate. Compared with the chaos in the front hall, although there were countless gold and silver piles here, at a glance, it was orderly and spotless in the chaos.
You can imagine it.
Whenever Zhou Jiao has free time, he will come here to enjoy it quietly.
Walk all the way.
Chen Yulou glanced casually.
The treasures hidden among them are mostly antiquities from the ancient Dian Kingdom, Nanzhao and Dali Kingdom eras.
However, occasionally we can see the remnants of the ancient kingdoms of Ailao, Wuman and even Gouding.
Of course, there are also many objects from the Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties.
Less than thirty steps.
It's like walking through thousands of years of history.
The Chen family’s collection is almost entirely filled with priceless rare treasures.
But here, it can be collected by Zhou Jiao, but it has no value. The only similarity lies in whether it thinks the ancient object is rare enough.
"How is it?"
I saw him look at them one by one.
Zhou Jiao asked impatiently.
Like a child who is eager to be recognized by adults.
“In my opinion, this place is comparable to Ryugu Dazo.”
Facing Lao Jiao's expectant eyes.
Chen Yulou said insincerely.
“Really?”
Zhou Jiao looked happy. For a dragon like him, being comparable to a real dragon is definitely the highest compliment.
"Of course."
Hearing this, the joy in Lao Jiao's eyes could no longer be concealed.
For more than a thousand years.
It is in Fuxian Lake. Apart from practicing, almost most of the thoughts are spent on collecting these treasures.
Now I get such a comment.
It’s not like the work was in vain.
"By the way, sir."
While secretly happy, Zhou Jiao suddenly thought of something again. As soon as the dragon's tail rolled up, the ghost-fighting whip placed on the sapphire stone platform flew out immediately, The water broke and fell in front of it.
“This is the golden whip enshrined in the temple, take a look.”
“You’re welcome, Chen.”
Chen Yulou reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and the lake water in front of him suddenly condensed into a big hand, and he grasped the ghost whip.
He went down to the lake on this trip.
One of the biggest reasons is that we came here for it.
The green light outside the body flashes.
The Ghost Beating Whip broke through the spiritual energy barrier and appeared in his hand. Looking down, he saw that just as Zhou Jiao said, the Ghost Beating Whip was wrapped with gold threads, and thirteen strange inscriptions were faintly visible in it.
But he only glanced at it, and then his eyes were attracted to the whip tail.
It was a piece of white bone as long as a palm.
It has been carefully polished countless times, showing a jade-like color.
There are faintly visible black gold spots in it, just like embellishments, making it look even more impressive.
But the reason why Chen Yulou focused on it.
It's much more than that.
It was because he noticed a familiar aura from the white bones.
Mandrill!
Not bad.
The tail of the ghost whip is clearly made from a mandrill tibia, carefully polished and glazed.
No wonder this whip can suppress ghosts.
According to legend, mandrills are also called mountain demons and feed on ghosts.
Coupled with the thirteen inscriptions, it is not difficult to understand that it can scare demons and ghosts.
He stretched out his hand and gently held it. The white bones were as warm as jade, and he tried to wave it, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.
However.
Chen Yulou frowned. It was obvious that the ability displayed by the ghost whip was far from enough.
It allows the high priest of the ancient Dian King's City to carry it with him.
Introduced into the temple.
I dare not say that it is like the divine whip in myths and legends, at least it should not be of this level.
"Could it be..."
Chen Yulou pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
My mind moved.
A wisp of green wood spiritual energy rises from the sea of qi, follows the veins of the limbs, passes through the palm, and pours into the tail of the whip.
Boom!
It was almost the moment when spiritual energy circulated.
On the Ghost Beating Whip, which was originally as silent as a dead thing, golden light suddenly floated, and runes intertwined and lit up, as if the golden threads were ignited.
"This..."
Not far away.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Jiao's pupils widened and he felt as if he had seen a ghost.
This whip has been around for hundreds of years.
It's not like it hasn't been studied.
But no matter how hard I tried, there was no movement at all with the ghost whip.
As time passed, it lost interest and simply threw it together with the gold and jade.
If it weren’t for Chen Yulou’s sincerity when he was on the lake before.
It just remembered after racking its brains.
I thought it would be a burden to keep it, so I might as well exchange it for a dragon slough. It would be a big profit no matter what.
But Zhou Jiao couldn't imagine it.
As soon as he got the whip, Chen Yulou took full control of it.
This motherfucker is really irritating.
However.
Zhou Jiao understood better that he could get a glimpse of his power from this.
"So that's it..."
Zhou Jiao was still secretly amazed.
On the other side, Chen Yulou's eyes have become more transparent, as bright as a lamp.
It was just as he expected.
This whip is indeed a great Nuo witchcraft weapon, but in the world, there are different ways to achieve the same goal. If it is placed in the hands of a Taoist, it will be a whip to beat demons, and if it is placed in the hands of a priest, it will be a whip to beat ghosts.
Even if it is a mandrill.
It can also be called the natal demon weapon.
As for the thirteen runes engraved on the whip, they can merge with each other to form a suppressive formation.
Demon, evil, ghost, evil spirit.
They can all be ambushed and killed!
Although this object was made by the priests of the ancient Dian Kingdom, it has to be said that in terms of offensive power, it is almost comparable to the Zen tin staff and the Taoist sword.
When he was peeling off the green-scaled python's tendons in Worm Valley, he was still thinking of casting a long protective whip for Miss Hong.
I didn’t expect that.
I used it one step ahead of her.
"Sir?"
Zhou Jiao hesitated, but finally couldn't help but ask.
Chen Yulou came back to his senses and saw that its eyes were complicated, so he immediately cupped his fists and cupped his hands.
"Thank you for the gift, senior. This thing is exactly what Chen wanted."
Zhou Jiao was anxious and said, "It's not a gift...it's sincerity!"
It would be a lie to say that it is not a pity.
But compared to the dragon slough in Chen Yulou's hand, even if it were to happen again, it would not hesitate to send out the ghost whip.
As a genus of dragon, why does it ever need to rely on foreign objects?
He is the best fighting soldier!
“Haha, yes, yes, senior Chen is sincere and you’re welcome.”
See how hard it tries to explain.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.
This old Jiao is really interesting. If he turns into a human one day, he might be able to get along with Yuan Hong.
"Then...Dragon Slough?"
Zhou Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Chen Yulou expectantly.
"The dragon is here."
Chen Yulou put away the ghost whip.
Turn the palm of your backhand.
In an instant, the dragon slough appeared in the palm of my hand again.
But he was not in a hurry to see her off, but looked at Zhou Jiao with a smile.
"However, has Senior forgotten something?"
Hearing this.
Zhou Jiao's eyes suddenly turned dark.
Spirit Seed Contract!
Of course it has not been forgotten, but... once it is signed, I am afraid there will be an additional layer of shackles on the body.
But.
The dragon energy emanating from the dragon slough.
But it attracts it crazily.
That is the connection from the blood.
Returning from the lake, it was thinking and struggling all the way.
Now I heard Chen Yulou mention it again.
It understands that the matter has reached a point where it must make a choice.
“...Okay!”
He hesitated for a moment.
Zhou Jiao gritted his teeth and suppressed the last bit of hesitation.
Transform into a dragon!
This is its fifteen hundred years of obsession.
Now that the opportunity is so close, it is possible to do it as long as you agree. It really can't refuse this great opportunity and temptation.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou’s last lingering thoughts finally came to an end.
"Senior please open the spiritual orifice or Jiao Pass!"
"In addition... when planting a spirit, you must not stop it, otherwise forcibly interrupting it may sow the seeds of disaster, and the result is unpredictable even for Chen."
Chen Yulou said in a warm voice.
Just like that day at Pingshan.
A conversation with White Ape.
“Got it.”
Zhou Jiao nodded.
"However, just in case, please make a vow not to kill, sir. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Zhou to have no reservations."
People cultivate the sea of qi, and demons cultivate spiritual apertures. The genus of the snake dragon is to open the orifices at the back of the neck.
No matter snake beads, dragon beads or dragon beads.
They are all condensed and cultivated in the key points.
But the Jiao Pearl is connected with its life essence and blood, and opening the Jiao Pass rashly is almost the same as stepping onto the guillotine.
That’s why Zhou Jiao was so hesitant.
This is not only a shackles and chains, but also a huge gamble.
Once Chen Yulou has other plans, with his strength, he will have almost no power to fight back.
“Natural!”
Chen Yulou thought about it and figured out what it meant.
Make an oath immediately.
From the beginning, he never thought about killing it.
After all, it is easy to kill a dragon, but raising a dragon is definitely the first of its kind.
With the old Jiao's character and strength, and with the help of the dragon slough in his hand, the chance of transforming into a dragon is extremely high.
"Okay..."
After listening to his oath.
Zhou Jiao’s hanging heart also fell back into his stomach.
Don’t hesitate again.
Quickly collect your mind and then open Jiao Pass.
In an instant.
A majestic tide of demon power, blood, and dragon aura filled the air from its body.
Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou nodded secretly.
Without any delay, he held his breath and concentrated on his Dantian. An astonishing green wood spiritual energy surged from all the orifices on his body, and finally condensed into an invisible spiritual seed.
"The eternal life of green wood, the bond between all things, and the harmony!"
(End of this chapter)