Chapter 55 Injection

  The charming voice reminded Zhao Meng of something.

  A few days ago, Qingxuan told him when he was teaching the method that if he wanted to get started with the Juyang Kung Fu method of entraining qi, he needed to use the method of numbering to control the process of entraining qi extremely precisely.

  An error in any of these could lead to serious injury or death.

  The whole process is like dancing on the tip of a needle.

   It can be said that the process of getting started is extremely dangerous and difficult.

  Fortunately, Qingxuan provided Zhao Meng with a shortcut, that is the heavenly **** Jiayao,

  A "spiritual tool" that can assist in entraining qi, which can reduce the difficulty of mathematical calculations in the process of entraining qi, and can protect the practitioner's spiritual tool to a certain extent.

  When he first heard that Jiayao could assist in arithmetic calculations, Zhao Meng guessed that this thing might be a calculator similar to his previous life.

   Hearing that it had a protective function, he further deduced that it might be a shield with a calculator.

  But now, when he saw the so-called heavenly **** Jiayao with his own eyes, it was somewhat beyond his expectations.

   "This thing looks a bit like fish eggs, and it looks like some kind of egg yolk!"

   Zhao Meng, who has simulated a sunfish before, looked at this thing and always felt like something, but couldn't say anything.

"are you ready?"

   "Ready for what?"

   Before Zhao Meng could react,

  He felt that he was kicked, and then he flew towards the strange ball of light uncontrollably.

  Like a missile, Zhao Meng plunged into the transparent light film on the light sphere.

  The moment Zhao Meng got into the light film.

  The light film shone with dazzling light, reflecting the surrounding light red space more beautifully.

  There seemed to be a silent and beautiful sound coming from the light sphere, like a hymn to life.

   Soon, the light on the ball of light quickly dimmed, but inside it was like boiling water, constantly tumbling.

next moment,

  The entire space began to shrink and collapse.

  A beam of bright light shone in, and the light ball squeezed out along the place where the light was located.

  …

   "Where am I?"

   "Where am I?"

"Um!?"

"Um!?"

   "I speak, how do I bring an echo?"

"I…"

   Zhao Meng, who was still a little confused, quickly sat up.

  He took a look at the surrounding environment and found that he was in his wing room on the Liangjie Mountain.

   As for the source of the echo...

   Zhao Meng saw a strange phantom, and it was this phantom that was imitating him to speak.

"What's this?"

"What's this?"

  The sudden appearance of phantom startled Zhao Meng, thinking that he had encountered a ghost, Zhao Meng suddenly got up.

   "Could this be..."

  Zhao Meng remembered that he seemed to be kicked by someone and directly kicked into the Qianjia Guangyao that day, and he didn't remember clearly what happened after that.

  I just vaguely remembered that there seemed to be some kind of sticky tentacles wrapped around his limbs... and then it seemed that such a phantom flashed in his eyes.

   "Could it be that this is a chance to assist in practice, but now it seems that it only repeats words!"

   "Should there be a method to use?"

  Thinking of this, Zhao Meng planned to get up and ask Bai Geng about the situation.

   But as soon as he made a move, he couldn't help but gasp:

   "Hiss~ Butt hurts!"

   "Hiss~ ass..." Zhao Meng's snort was naturally imitated by the phantom in front of him.

  Seeing that the phantom was still learning to speak by itself, Zhao Meng touched his **** helplessly, and thought to himself:

   "I don't know who kicked it, this kick was too hard."

   Just when Zhao Meng was about to get up to find Bai Geng,

  The door of the room was opened, and Bai Geng walked in from the outside. He glanced at the phantom floating in front of Zhao Meng and said:

   "Jing Yao Shangxian wants to see you!"

   "Qingxuan also arrived at Liangjie Mountain in the southern section?"

  Hearing that Qingxuan wanted to see him, Zhao Meng hurriedly dressed and followed Bai Geng.

  Although he didn't know why Qingxuan was here, he didn't go into it anymore. At this moment, he still had a lot of questions to ask Qingxuan.

  …

   On the way to meet Qingxuan, Zhao Meng still had a lot of questions and was going to ask Bai Geng,

  But what made him helpless was that the strange phantom kept repeating his words,

  Unable to control the phantom, he cannot communicate with other people normally

   "I just hope to see Qingxuan soon..."

  Led by Bai Geng, Zhao Meng came to a main hall in Zhenyao Temple.

"Please wait!"

  A Taoist boy bowed his hands to Zhao Meng and Bai Geng, and then walked into the hall.

   Before keeping Zhao Meng waiting for long, the boy came out of it.

   "Two brothers, please follow me."

  As Zhao Meng entered the hall, voices of arguing could be faintly heard inside, and the further he went in, the voices of arguing became clearer:

   "No, this opportunity has injected too much into him! So that later disciples can't get it, which is against fairness."

   "Indeed, his chance has already begun to manifest. I had to practice for several years before I could make my chance manifest."

   "Now that he has not cultivated yet, holding such a valuable treasure, what is the difference from a child carrying gold into the market?"

   "If you want me to say, it's better to take out some opportunities to suppress the appearance state, so that it is not so ostentatious, and it can also help other disciples."

   "Nonsense, this opportunity has already sympathized with him. If you forcibly withdraw it, it will be different from being a widow."

   "Qingxuan, what do you think?"

   At this moment, the hall suddenly fell silent.

   "This matter is my responsibility."

   "Senior Brother Qingxuan, don't forget, you are the one who is going to ascend through the tribulation, and you won't be able to protect him for a long time."

   "Everyone, Zhao Meng has brought you here!"

  The words of Daotong interrupted the debate in the hall,

"come in!"

  Zhao Meng followed Daotong into the hall, and then he felt several eyes looking at him.

  The owners of these gazes are men and women, old and young.

  The emotions contained in the eyes are also various, including curiosity, scrutiny, and more meanings that Zhao Meng cannot understand.

  Zhao Meng is not a social madman, he lowered his head unconsciously under the gaze of these advanced people.

   Seeing Zhao Meng coming, Qingxuan said:

"how?"

   "That's all! Let the matter be handled by the younger brother?"

   After saying this, Zhao Meng felt a gust of wind coming from around him, and when the wind dissipated, only Qingxuan, Zhao Meng, and Bai Geng were left in the hall.

   "Brother, just now"

   "Brother, just now..."

   "You don't have to worry about this matter." Qingxuan comforted Zhao Meng, and then looked at the phantom beside Zhao Meng.

  Qing Xuan, who has remained unchanged for thousands of years, now has a look of nostalgia on his face.

   "This object is called Jiayaozi, also known as Yaoguanggui. It is used for entraining Qi and building foundations. It can be obtained from the Tiangan God Jiayao in Yaoguang Cave."

   "This thing is still in a state of disorder, and you need to edit and guide it before it can be used normally."

   "Is this the law of codification?"

   Speaking of which, Qingxuan sent a jade slip to Zhao Meng.

  "Generally speaking, ordinary disciples can only get one pillar of glory, and it takes constant editing and grinding to make it appear.

  I didn't expect you to have such a source of blessing and get so many glory. Now, there is no problem for you to get started with Juyang! "

  Listening to Qingxuan's explanation, Zhao Meng stuck the jade slip on his forehead,

  He originally thought that there should be some mysterious exercise in this jade slip,

   But when he took a few glances,

   His expression changed slightly, and then he looked at Qingxuan in disbelief.

   Just now he saw something very strange:

  "Artistic Conception Shaping Method"

   Guided by meaning, shaped by shape, static by movement...

  One, the inverted mold method.

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  [Internal Structure Diagram]

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  …

   Zhao Meng was taken aback by the mysterious content that suddenly appeared.

  He never imagined that Qingxuan with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also see this.

  For a moment, Zhao Meng thought that Qingxuan had taken the wrong jade slip.

   "This is the picture of Xue Yugu shooting the fairy, it can be used as a reference..."

  (end of this chapter)