Excitedly thinking that they were going to teach the eight-nine mystic arts, but instead, a cold water was poured down, saying they had to copy the Huang Ting Jing, there was no choice, they copied it.
Deng Chanyu returned to the rear hall of the "Jade Residence" and told Biaozi to stay in the horse stable. She swept the windows, tables, and floors, took a bath and changed her clothes, then lit three sticks of incense, adjusted her state, and only then spread out the paper and wrote calligraphy with her wrist hanging.
Controlling her pace, she felt each character and sentence meticulously, embracing the unique rhythm of the Huang Ting Jing. She calmed her restless mind back to the state of grinding an iron staff, not proud nor impatient, and it took her forty-nine days of continuous writing to consider the task completed.
During this period, she was not just copying the sutras. The quiet environment on the mountain allowed her to copy each of the sutras she had learned before, including the "Yin Fu Jing" and "Li Shan Lao Mu Xuan Miao Zhen Jing," more than ten times. In particular, the "Xuan Miao Zhen Jing," this sutra, she wrote with great earnestness.
She didn't mention the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts again, and it seemed that the Lishan Mother who taught and clarified doubts every seven days had also forgotten about it.
In the mountains, time flies without years, and soon it was New Year.
Mother looked at the sutras Deng Chanyu had written, asked her a few questions, and she answered them smoothly. Mother slowly nodded and said.
"You must know that the path of cultivation is difficult, and the cultivation of the great Dao is even more difficult. Life and death are unpredictable, and summer and winter do not come at a set time. How can one resist the temptation of longevity? It is only by contending with the Dao, and contending with heaven. If victorious, one attains enlightenment; if defeated, one's soul returns to heaven and earth."
The Eight-Nine Mystical Arts cannot lead to attainment of enlightenment, but it has opened up a path for cultivators of the Dao throughout the world. With nine revolutions as the extreme, returning to simplicity and returning to nature, practicing with great perseverance and wisdom can transform into pure Yang. After completion, it can avoid three disasters, nine hardships, and ten calamities. Even if one makes a mistake on the path of the Dao, one can still rely on the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts to find a new life... do you still want to practice?"
Deng Chanyu was very serious this time: "Teacher, before the disciple encountered an old man in Chen Tangguan, that old man said he had practiced Daoism for forty years and ultimately accomplished nothing and went down the mountain. He was disheartened, but I could see that he still had a Dao heart...... The disciple is unworthy, but also has a heart towards Dao. Teacher, the disciple wants to learn the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts."
The Lishan Mother said without expressing approval or disapproval: "Fine, take out your Green Light Taiyi Lantern."
Deng Chanyu hurriedly took out the spiritual lamp.
"The entrance cultivation of the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts, even after improvement, is domineering and unparalleled. Without a powerful body comparable to that of a grand sorcerer, it is almost impossible to enter. The Sage of the Mystical Gate took another path, using nine innate spiritual items as the foundation and four limbs, one hundred and ten body parts, five internal organs, and six viscera as containers to refine essence, regulate qi, cultivate spirit, reverse yin and yang, and achieve the Mystical Arts...... You don't need to do this."
The Lishan Mother's heavy breathing almost made Deng Chanyu spit out an old mouthful of blood.
"The disciples of Chuanji do practice the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts in the most authentic way. Our school has its own secrets, and it must be said that you are also a fortunate person......"
The Lishan Mother also took out a spiritual lamp emitting seven-colored radiance.
"This lamp is called the treasure lotus lamp, which contains a seven-bao wondrous fire that can replace seven innate spiritual items. Combined with your Green Light Taiyi Lantern that fixes yin and yang, it exactly conforms to the nine transformations. Ordinary people cannot absorb this level of fire, but you are a phoenix reborn, and you can utilize the seven-bao wondrous fire and Great Sun Golden Flame to temper yourself, complete the three passes of refining essence, regulating qi, and cultivating spirit. I believe that the Mystical Arts will soon be able to enter."
The Lishan Mother then explained the cultivation method and numerous precautions of the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts in detail, and Deng Chanyu listened attentively. Although she didn't know the stage of cultivation, this method was indeed very suitable for her at the entrance stage. She had conditions that others didn't have.
Yang Jie is probably following the traditional method, collecting innate spiritual items, and then one by one overcoming the difficulties, hardening cultivating them out.
It's much simpler for her, just some flame burning, right? She's afraid of fire?
After a moment,
"Oh my, it hurts so much! Will this destroy my face?" Deng Chanyu was surrounded by flames all over her body. The Great Sun Golden Flame is usually gentle, but who knew that after merging with the seven treasures of wondrous fire, the two flames combined into a wild beast, penetrating deep into her skin and internal organs in an extremely domineering way, and then burning from the inside out.
The robe, silk sashes, and cloud shoes were unscathed, but her skin temperature had become as hot as charcoal, and the temperature of her internal organs was even higher and terrifying.
The phoenix clone at a great distance immediately stopped and announced a rest.
The old bear growled and rolled away to pick pine nuts, and the other little partners also went to play. Only the Phoenix stood in place with its eyes closed, using its divine power of clones to help its body gradually dissipate the flames in its internal organs.
After the flames subsided, following the guidance of the Lishan Mother, Deng Chanyu placed the treasure lotus lamp beside her and it divided into the seven palaces of Kan, Zhen, Li, and Zhonggong. The Green Light Taiyi Lamp was placed in the Qian position to control the Qian Palace, and as its glow spread out, it remotely suppressed the Kun Palace.
The nine palaces are filled with innumerable pure qi that were born after being purified by the flames. Some of these qi are as sharp as golden spears, while others are as heavy as rocks. They converge to the center position again and again, washing her body thoroughly. Even though her physical fitness far exceeds that of other cultivators of her level, she still feels unbearable pain at this moment. Her head seems to be filled with nine needles, one coming from another every two breaths. She continuously recites the Huang Ting Jing to avoid fainting from the pain.
This martial art is difficult because it cannot be stopped. The nine transformations must be achieved in one breath, and stopping would mean losing all previous efforts.
Each time Deng Chanyu felt like she couldn't hold on much longer, she transferred some of her mind to the phoenix clone for "rest" and recovered her breath before returning to "endure the torture". She did this repeatedly until she finally completed the first nine transformations of the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts according to the requirements.
After completing this step, she stopped the practice, got up and stumbled out of the room. She found that it had been six whole months since she began.
The Lishan Mother checked her over and said, "Not bad. The Phoenix tribe indeed has natural talent for practicing this kind of martial art. You have already practiced this art to the second level."
Deng Chanyu was overjoyed, feeling that she had not wasted her hard work.
The Lishan Mother continued, "There are seventy more layers behind this, and you should remain calm and undisturbed in your heart. Only then can you......"
Deng Chanyu didn't hear the rest of the Lishan Mother's words. She gave a lazy eye roll and then fainted directly.
Qingluan walked out from the shadows, squatted beside her, pinched her face, and said with a smirk, "My lady, A Yu is really passed out! Ha ha! Look at her little expression when she heard there were seventy more layers! It's too funny!"
The Lishan Mother also smiled gently. As a sage, one must maintain dignity and decorum most of the time, so disciplining her disciples was one of the few pleasures she had.
Deng Chanyu slept for two days before she could recover from the absurd setting that this cultivation method had a total of 72 levels.
Her entry into the door is a trick, and after that, she will have to rely on water grind workmanship to break through the gates step by step.
The Lishan Mother advised her to combine work and rest, emphasizing that she could not rush the practice of the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts. Because her own level was too low, to practice levels above nine, she would at least have to become a immortal. Relying on a mortal body for the cultivation of the later levels was unsustainable.
