With a little effort, Chen Ang stored several talisman seeds in his dantian. There were Transportation Talisman, Teleportation Talisman, Fire Talisman, Water Talisman, Exorcism Talisman, Devil Victory Talisman, and so on. He circulated the vital Qi in his body and combined them. Immediately, dozens of vital Qi talismans were separated and hidden in his dantian. When his vital Qi ran out, there were already several kinds of talisman seeds. Each talisman had about 17 or 18 Qi talismans hidden in his dantian.
Looking at them with his spiritual awareness, they were shining with spiritual light and looked quite attractive.
Chen Ang stretched out his hand and flicked out a Qi talisman. Activating the Qi of Heaven and Earth, he attached it to a small table next to him. With a thought, that small table floated up into the air shakily. It was only a small table that weighed dozens of kilograms, and it floated no more than half a foot high. When he tried to activate it again, it shook and shook, and could no longer rise. After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the magical power that Chen Ang attached to its body dispersed, and the small tea set fell to the ground.
Chen Ang was almost angered to the point of laughing. He knew that the Scripture of the Daoist Canon's Yang Talisman Divine Talisman Scripture that was obtained by the old Daoist wouldn't be anything good, but his current display was still unbearable to watch.
Chen Ang only had the most basic breathing and meditation. The vital Qi he cultivated was also first-class pure and not inferior to any direct disciple of the Mystic Door. Under such circumstances, the talisman magic power that he cultivated could only achieve this effect. It was conceivable that the magic power cultivated by the Taoist Canon of Yang Talisman and Divine Talisman Scripture was mixed and crude!
"I originally wanted to hide my origin and try not to use methods that are not of this world, but now it seems that I can't." Chen Ang reluctantly dispersed the talisman seed in his Dantian and restored his pure True Qi. "The method I created to enter the path will definitely carry my understanding and imprint. If it falls into the hands of an expert who is proficient in divination, they might be able to use it to spy on me."
"Also, I have never experienced the world of immortals. My way of thinking is deeply rooted in science. If I am not careful, I might arouse the vigilance of the main gods. Therefore, it is best to use the native method of immortals to derive and evolve it … In this way, I need something to use as a reference."
Although he had never come into contact with the civilization of immortals, Chen Ang did have such a memory. when he and the professor worked together to project Chen Ang from another timeline, they summoned Cult Master Chen from the parallel world of immortals. With a wave of the Milky River, the Outer God Chen Ang created in the Apocalypse was turned into ashes.
This Cult Master Chen was a supreme existence of the Dao fruit of the Celestial Dao, and he was extremely cruel. Even a scroll of the Celestial River he casually drew contained an extremely profound mystery of the Celestial Dao, and it was more than enough to deduce the method of entering the Dao.
Chen Ang entered a meditative state again. He closed his eyes and visualized the Milky River that Cult Master Chen had drawn that day. It was a vast and endless Milky River that seemed to contain the starry sky. At this moment, when the vital Qi in his body surged, it also produced the sound of the surging waves of a great river. The pure vital Qi absorbed the water vapor in the surrounding air, metamorphosing into drops of true water, and was absorbed into his dantian.
In just a short while, the shallow non-attribute vital Qi in Chen Ang's body had completely metamorphosed into the Kui Water vital Qi.
As his primordial spirit operated silently, Chen Ang used his supreme wisdom to derive the mysteries of the path contained in the Milky River. Due to the limitations of his body, such a large-scale calculation and deduction quickly exhausted his brain power. But at this moment, nine talisman seeds jumped out of the Milky River in his sea of consciousness and fell into his dantian. They fused with the Kui Water vital Qi and turned into the foundation of magical power.
The magical power of the Milky River in his dantian was like a drop of transparent water. Each drop was condensed from the Kui Water vital Qi absorbed by the nine Milky River talismans. It was equivalent to a trace of magical power in the Daoist Canon's Yang Talisman Divine Talisman Scripture.
"The magical use of the Milky River magical power is even more than I expected. Cult Master Chen is indeed an existence comparable to the Apocalypse. In his timeline, he should have already reached the peak of the immortals. Just by comprehending the attack that he used to create the Milky River, I can already be comparable to the true teachings of the Heavenly Abode in this world. "
He wanted to try out the magical power of the Milky River that he derived, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at the three holy statues in the hall. These three holy statues were made of peach wood, and each of them weighed several hundred kilograms. They were made of century-old peach wood that had been worshiped by incense for sixty years. They contained Psyche Power and had long gained spirituality. Using magical power to move them was a hundred times more difficult than using bluestone and iron. But with a point of Chen Ang's finger, they floated in the air and moved according to his will.
Compared to the shallow magical power cultivated in the Daoist Canon's Yang Talisman Divine Talisman Scripture, it was more than a hundred times more profound.
If the same magical power was cultivated in the Daoist Canon's Yang Talisman Divine Talisman Scripture, it would only be able to lift a few dozen kilograms into the air. But with Chen Ang's newly derived magical power of the Milky River, not only did he not need to deliberately cultivate magical power with different functions, he could also lift a huge rock with ease and ease.
The difference would only make those unorthodox sects who did not have any inheritance want to cry.
Chen Ang continued to breathe in and out the water vapor to strengthen the magical power of the Milky River in his Dantian. At the same time, he calculated how long the magical power floating in the Three Pristine Holy Statues could last. He thought that when he lifted the table, it could only last for ten minutes. Although his magical power was more profound now, it could only last for a while. Unexpectedly, after more than two hours, the magical power supporting the Three Pristine Holy Statues had only been used up a little.
Based on this calculation, when the next day came, the magical power would only be half used up.
In the front yard, Li Ning and the others took more than two hours to tidy up a few rooms that had been abandoned for a long time. Thinking that they had not paid a visit to the owner of this place, they said to Wang Changluo, "We came in a hurry and forgot to inform the owner of this place. It's very inappropriate … now that everything is settled, I'll go and apologize to him!"
Wang Changluo advised, "He's just a silly little Daoist. I think he doesn't understand these things, why do you have to do this?"
Li Ning only said, "Manners must not be lacking!" Just as he was about to get up and go to the rear courtyard, Wang Changluo hurriedly said, "Brother, I have a nephew, his name is Wang Ming. I'll let him go with you and be your footman, so that you won't have anyone to help you."
Wang Changluo also had his own plans. His nephew heard that he had asked for the protection of the Three Heroes of Qi and Lu and had just come to seek shelter today. He wanted to use this opportunity to introduce him to Li Ning, with the intention of letting his nephew become Li Ning's disciple. If he could use this opportunity to have some master-disciple relationship, he would not have to pay a few favors.
Li Ning immediately understood Wang Changluo's intention. After a moment of silence, he asked Wang Changluo to bring his nephew to meet the owner of the Daoist temple. Wang Ming looked to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth, dressed in embroidered clothes with a long knife made of rhinoceros skin hanging on his waist. His brows were filled with excitement, but his personality was a little rash.
He and Li Ning walked to the front door of the two courtyards. Without waiting for Li Ning to knock, he pushed the door open.
"Aiya!" Wang Ming rushed into the back yard, but after a few steps, he was so scared that he ran back. He pointed to the back yard and shouted, "There's a snake in this courtyard, Uncle Li, someone released a snake to harm us!"
(To be continued.)
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