Chapter 100: Why care about other people’s magic skills (additional update for book friends)
Green mountains, green cypresses, and secluded green bamboos.
The stream is gurgling and the leaves are falling in the wind.
In the Taoist temple with green bricks and black tiles, curls of white smoke rise, scattering into clouds in the sky, lingering.
In the main hall of the Taoist temple, in front of the portrait of the founder, incense is burned and the Taoist boys chant sutras.
Jiang Sheng sat cross-legged on the futon, enjoying the tranquility.
The nerves that had been tense for a long time suddenly relaxed, making people feel a little relaxed and a little drifting.
Jiang Sheng's eyes were slightly closed, and he was flipping through a thin book in his hand.
The book is called "Qingyuan Fu Jing", which is the power of Taoist Penglai's enlightenment and the method of enlightenment.
The righteousness, peace, and neither slowness nor slowness in the exercises are the foundation for building the foundation of the Tao.
When the lesson was finished, Jiang Sheng also closed the book in his hand.
This Qingyuan Talisman Scripture was handwritten by Jiang Sheng. It is the essence of the Qingyuan Talisman Scripture and can also be called the general outline.
After continuous repairs through successive generations of true transmissions, this Qingyuan Talisman Sutra has become more and more profound.
What Jiang Sheng wants to do now is not to add things to it, but to simplify it.
Tear it down, simplify it, put it back together, and add something of your own.
The added point is Jiang Sheng's understanding of Qingyuan Fu Jing and his preliminary explanation of Tao.
Before that, Jiang Sheng still needs to evolve a technique of his own.
Only those who can evolve magic independently are qualified to write on this Qingyuan Talisman Scripture.
"Ming'an."
"My disciple is here."
"Qingyuan Talisman Scripture, two offensive techniques, two protective techniques, and four talisman-making techniques. How much have you learned now?"
Listening to Jiang Sheng's question, Tian Ming'an immediately Said: "My disciple has now learned one offensive technique and two defensive techniques."
Jiang Sheng nodded: "Three techniques, let's practice them."
>Tian Ming'an stood up and left the main hall, circulating his spiritual energy outside.
I saw a emerald green halo unfolding, forming a protective spiritual light to protect Tian Ming'an's whole body.
Immediately, Tian Ming'an made a seal with his hands, and several green leaves as tall as a person came together from all sides to protect Tian Ming'an in the center.
The next moment, these green leaves stretched out again and turned into several auras of light.
Looking at Tian Ming'an's rehearsed techniques, Jiang Sheng nodded.
The spells of the Qingyuan Talisman Scripture are neither fancy nor complicated. Both attack and defense are the simplest and most practical.
First learn to protect oneself, then practice offensive attacks, become proficient in both, and then practice making talismans through other means. This is the practice philosophy Jiang Sheng conveyed to Tian Ming'an.
Tian Mingan practiced it very well.
“It’s a bit like that. The main thing in practicing magic is to control your own spiritual energy.”
“If you control your own spiritual energy like an arm, then your performance will be one step faster than others. . One step is fast, each step is fast. "
"It seems that I don't have much advanced knowledge of swordsmanship. To this day, I am just a quick person."
"A single word "quick" can make me defeat countless opponents."
Jiang Sheng said that the spiritual power turned into a emerald green light in his hands.
As soon as Jiang Sheng raised his hand, the spiritual light suddenly shot out, and then continued to twist and turn in the courtyard.
Tian Ming'an's eyes widened, watching as the aura seemed to come alive, constantly moving among the green bamboos, fences, cornices and porches.
It seems that the spiritual light is going to hit me directly, but it can always turn around in the next moment.
After the spiritual light passed through the entire courtyard, it suddenly flew towards Tian Ming'an.
Tian Ming'an was horrified for a moment, and subconsciously ran his spiritual energy defense.
However, the body-protecting aura he had cast had not yet unfolded. The emerald green aura controlled by Jiang Sheng had already spread out above his head and turned into spiritual leaves to wrap around him.
Tian Ming'an watched in astonishment as the pieces of spiritual leaves that wrapped him suddenly shattered and turned into little bits of spiritual light.
With a move of Jiang Sheng's hand, this little bit of spiritual light flew back to Jiang Sheng's hand.
"Master."
Tian Ming'an didn't know what to say at this time
He knew that his master had advanced cultivation and excellent swordsmanship, but he had never seen such a method before.
Jiang Sheng chuckled: "Have you seen me using a sword a lot as a teacher, so I subconsciously thought that I only know how to use a sword?"
"I use a sword as a teacher just because I use a sword. Convenient. ”
“Don’t worry about whether any move or technique is old-fashioned, it depends on whether it is practical or not.”
"This Yimu Spiritual Light Technique seems simple and can be learned by a monk, but as long as it is easy to use, why should you care about other people's techniques?"
Tian Ming'an nodded very seriously: "Disciple understands. "
Jiang Sheng smiled again: "You still don't understand."
"If you really understood, you wouldn't say that."
Look. Looking at Tian Ming'an who looked confused, Jiang Sheng stood up with a smile and headed towards the top of the mountain against the wind.
Tian Ming'an looked at Jiang Sheng's flying figure and couldn't help lowering his head and murmuring to himself: "Don't I understand?"
As he said that, Tian Ming'an condensed another Yimu spiritual light in his hand, trying to imitate Jiang Sheng. Played in a raw manner.
However, Tian Ming'an couldn't hold back his strength, and Yi Mu's spiritual light broke a bamboo before it bounced back.
Thinking about the relaxed and comfortable Yimu Spiritual Light that my master just demonstrated, and then look at the Yimu Spiritual Light in my hand that seems to be gone forever.
Tian Ming'an always felt as if he had touched something, but it was a little hazy and he couldn't see clearly.
On the top of the main peak of Qingping Mountain, Jiang Sheng looked at Tian Ming'an in the Taoist temple practicing Yimu Lingguang again and again, and shook his head.
“Still don’t understand.”
After speaking, Jiang Sheng looked at the surging sea of clouds around him.
The main peak of Qingping Mountain is extremely high. Among the entire Qingping Mountains, this main peak is the only one that reaches straight into the sky and sinks into the sea of clouds.
Jiang Sheng made a move with his left hand, and his spiritual power rolled up a large cloud.
Under the control of spiritual power, these clouds sometimes turned into birds, sometimes into cloud dragons, and then into tigers and leopards, and then into swimming fish.
"What I am most proficient in is water law." "Water law. As the weakest person in the world, you can do whatever you want, and you can change it in any way you want."
"Whether it's the flying feather attack technique or the Thousand Fantasy Flying Spirit Sword, to put it bluntly, it's all about one's own spiritual power. The use is not about its appearance.”
“This move seems powerful, but it has many loopholes.”
"This is not my way."
As Jiang Sheng said, the spiritual power surged out of his body, and the pure water spiritual power rose into the sky, turning into thousands of swimming fish and scattering into the sea of clouds. Swim and gallop among the vast white sea.
As Jiang Sheng thought, these thousands of swimming fish gathered together again and turned into a hundred-foot kun fish, pushing away the clouds and leaping into the sky.
The Kun fish soared into the sky and turned into a green roc. The roc spread its wings and rode the wind into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, several rays of starlight flickered, and four rays of rainbow light dragged the clouds and rushed towards them. They separated in all directions in an instant and turned into four hundred-foot giant swords.
"The sky creates water."
As Jiang Sheng's words fell, a little water vapor flew out, and the next moment it was as if the Tianhe River was flowing backwards, with turbulent water flow and turbulent waves. In the blink of an eye, a real and unreal area was formed above the clouds and sky. The vastness of the lake.
The next moment, the giant sword disintegrated and the water disappeared.
The Xu wind blew by, and everything was silent above the sea of clouds.
Jiang Sheng closed his eyes slightly and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, as if in meditation.
The next morning, it was still the daily recitation lesson.
After Jiang Sheng came back this time, Qingxuan Temple had a backbone, so naturally there was no need to maintain the formation at all times.
Therefore, many creatures gathered at the entrance of the Taoist temple, quietly listening to the Taoist boy reciting scriptures.
When Tian Ming'an finished reading his homework, Jiang Sheng raised his hand, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his hand.
It is still Yimu's spiritual light, still moving and moving with great agility.
After finishing the exercise, Jiang Sheng looked at Tian Ming'an: "Do you understand?"
Tian Ming'an was about to nod, but after thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "I kind of understand."
"Then You just want to go." Jiang Sheng smiled and flew to the top of the mountain again, leaving Tian Ming'an alone in the courtyard.
Tian Ming'an thought hard and practiced the Yimu Lingguang Book over and over again, beating the bamboos all over the courtyard into a mess, but still didn't understand the point.
Tian Ming'an, who was extremely troubled, couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him.
"What are you doing?"
The little fox Bai Ying appeared at the door of the Taoist temple at some unknown time.
Looking at Tian Ming'an standing in the courtyard with a lost look, Bai Ying was very curious.
"I'm practicing the technique." Tian Ming'an said.
“Can you show it to me?” Bai Ying was obviously very interested in this.
Tian Ming'an used the Yimu Spiritual Light Technique.
Looking at the emerald green light that kept turning in the Taoist temple, Bai Ying couldn't help but widen her eyes: "It's so amazing."
"What's so powerful about this, Master is using it His Yimu Spiritual Light Technique is much better than mine." Tian Mingan looked frustrated.
Bai Ying was very confused: "Why do you want to compare with your master?"
"Because that's what the master taught me. I don't compare myself with the master. Tian Ming'an was talking and suddenly froze.
Looking at the little fox, Tian Ming'an felt like he had caught some inspiration: "You mean, I don't need to compete with my master?"
"Your master taught you this technique, so you have to practice it well." Are they exactly the same as your master?" Bai Ying asked in confusion.
"Do you have to practice to be exactly like your master?" Tian Ming'an murmured to himself.
Suddenly, Tian Ming'an remembered what Jiang Sheng said yesterday: "Why care about other people's various techniques."
Yes, why care about other people's various techniques, this sentence is the key !
Jiang Sheng, who was on the top of the mountain, looked quietly into the Taoist temple, finally showing a smile when he saw Tian Ming'an no longer thinking hard and rehearsing.
“Learn from me, imitate me, don’t be like me.”
“Since I have been practicing as a master, I have used less magic and more swordsmanship. If I just follow in my master’s footsteps, There is no way out after all.”
“There is only one Jiang Yuanchen, there will be no second one.”
“Don’t be Jiang Yuanchen, be Tian Ming’an.”
Jiang Sheng turned his hands, and the Qingping Sword appeared in his palm.
Three-foot Qingfeng trembled and groaned, as if he couldn't wait to start a scene.
Feeling the joy of the long sword in his hand, Jiang Sheng raised his hand and slashed out a green rainbow, parting the thousand-foot sea of clouds.
“A sword spanned three thousand feet in the air, and the rustling autumn wind cut down the dragon.”
“Born in the mountains and rivers, leaping out of the mountains and rivers.”
"Tianyi, play water."
As the spiritual power surged in Jiang Sheng's body, the mighty sword energy surged out, evolving into thousands of blue sword shadows.
The faint blue sword shadows and the vast water are like rivers and seas, and the clouds all over the sky disappear in an instant.
"The clouds in the sky are gone." Bai Ying said.
Tian Ming'an looked up and saw the sun hanging in the sky, reflecting the mountains and rivers with brilliance.
The sky is clear and cloudless.
I am extremely grateful to the book friend who turned out to be a big boss,
Another huge reward, I am so grateful that I don’t know what to say.
I was so excited that when I woke up, my hand trembling when I saw the reward.
PS: Thanks to the owner of the lyre burning for the huge reward, it doesn’t have to be so expensive.
Thanks to boss Zhang Shu0903 for the reward
Thank you for the reward from boss Zhang Shu0903
Thank you to boss Zhixue (xue) Tanhua for the reward
Today is midnight Before, it was still 6,000 words, but after midnight, we will strive for 7,000 words.
After all, I already owe a lot, and I can’t owe any more.
(End of this chapter)