My mythology is different from yours

There have been no new recruits in Linguang Academy for many years. Everyone takes good care of Xuan Zhi, a new junior sister. No matter where she goes, everyone will look at her curiously and strike up a conversation.

Xuanzhi was not only surrounded by people, but also by various demon spirits. The entire Linguangyuan was filled with joyful atmosphere. Everyone was so enthusiastic that she, who was never socially fearful, was a little overwhelmed.

Linguang Academy used to be the head of the Six Academy, although now the inner sect staff are withered, but the territory is very large, the ancestors are very rich.Xuanzhi spent three days wandering around with the elder brother before he finished visiting all the caves and secret places in Linguangyuan.

There is also a spiritual mine in Linguangyuan, which is rich in spiritual jade, and the Yuanyu that Pei Ziying gave her came from here.Xuanzhi felt dizzy as if he had accidentally entered an invisible wealthy family.

Every day, too many new people and things appeared in front of her, filling her heart to the brim, and the sense of loss in her heart was gradually healed, Xuanzhi no longer felt sad and angry when she thought of Shen Tutao again.

After all, Shentu Tao was one of the reasons why she stayed in this world, but not all.

Xuan Zhi diligently drives the flow of time in the map of Shanhe Sheji every night. Perhaps due to the limitation of her cultivation, the flow of time in the world inside the map can only be an hour outside at the fastest, and a day inside the map.

The peach tree grew very fast at first, but when it reached the height of half a person, the change became less obvious, but its vitality was still very strong.

Ten days after Xuanzhi entered Linguang Academy, the assessment of Fulaizong's entry order was completed, and a formal apprenticeship ceremony was held on the main peak. Fulaizong issued [-] entry orders, and only seven people finally entered the sect.

Xuanzhi also saw a familiar face in the hall, the weeping young master, who did not expect that he worshiped Xunyang Peak and practiced swordsmanship.

With the sound of a bell, several beams of Dharma light fell in the main hall. The master of Fulai Sect was sitting in the middle, the master of Xunyang Peak of Sword Dao, the master of Douying Peak of Martial Arts, and below that were the masters of Linguang Academy and Zhuoyun Academy The master is gone, and the masters of the six courtyards take their seats one by one.

At the teacher apprenticeship ceremony, Xuanzhi got her disciple's token, which was engraved with a coiled dragon and her name.Pei Gu, the master brother of Linguangyuan, brought up a lotus lantern. Xuanzhi dripped blood into it, and the blood turned into a flame as big as a bean, which was the lamp for life.

The word "Xuanzhi" lit up at the same time on the lotus petals and the disciple's badge, and she was considered to have officially joined the Fulai Sect.

After the apprentice ceremony, Xuanzhi followed Pei Ziying back to Linguangyuan.

Pei Ziying said: "You are different from those pure newcomer disciples who have not yet stepped into the path of cultivation. You are already a monk at the golden core stage. As a teacher, I need to see how strong you are before I can formulate a future cultivation plan for you."

As he spoke, he used his finger as the pen and his true essence as the ink, drew a talisman out of thin air, and slapped the ground with his backhand.When the talisman fell to the ground, the golden light of the runes on it immediately spread out, forming a square circle, the ground vibrated hummingly, and after a while, a platform like a sand table with high mountains and flowing water rose up.

"This is Dust Shadow, which can restore the battles you have experienced. You put a ray of consciousness into it, and look back."

Xuanzhi nodded, and threw a ray of consciousness into it.I saw the original scenery on the Dust Shadow Terrace turned into fine sand and fell down. After a while, the fine sand surged and formed again, condensing into a familiar picture.

It is Jiuli City.

The holy river originating from the Qishen Mountain in Jiuli runs through the entire city. There are long streets, houses and alleys in the city, and the black energy of demons lingers everywhere, especially in the east city.

The sky above Jiuli City was covered with thick clouds that covered the sky and the sun, and Xuanzhi saw his figure disappearing in the clouds.The somersault cloud's snow-white cloud was pushed to spread out by her, and it spread bigger and bigger, and its cloud became thinner and thinner, and finally completely merged with the lead gray thick cloud.

She saw the seal of Buddha emerging from the center of her eyebrows, and then the mighty Buddha's light sprinkled from the clouds, sweeping away the evil spirits in the city.

Xuanzhi's pupils were illuminated by the Buddha's light. I never expected that from the perspective of others, she would be so handsome!

"Wow, Junior Sister is really amazing!" Shi Niannian praised.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the powerful little junior sister hurriedly took out a bottle of tonic pill, poured a handful into her mouth, rolled her eyes from choking, and caressed her heart.

Xuanzhi: "..." It doesn't have to be so realistic.

Afterwards, the Monkey King appeared with a figure wrapped in scarlet gold armor and cassock flying high above the clouds, wielding the golden cudgel in his hand, and killed the demon with one stick.Xuanzhi's spiritual power was exhausted, like a withered leaf, his hair was blown messy by the strong wind, and he fell down from the clouds with snot and tears.

Shen Tutao's wisp of black ash chased after her, and was hit by her tears or snot. The black ash gave a slight pause and disappeared in the air again.

Xuanzhi covered her face, what's going on, was she like this when she was unconscious? !

The fine sand in the Dust Shadow Terrace fell back again and condensed into shape again, which is the roaring mountain torrent in Xiye Town. Erlang Zhenjun is as tall as the mountain, splitting mountains and opening rivers.

"This god is so handsome, I think he is even more powerful than many martial gods under Wuli Tianzun!" Shi Niannian looked at her with bright eyes, and he was about to turn into a fangirl, "Junior Sister, you are so amazing! Where are you coming?" These two great gods?"

Zhenjun Erlang is very handsome, but the corners of her mouth are bleeding, she is so embarrassed, being wrapped in the body of the female paper figurine, and hugged by His Majesty Ghost Emperor who is even smaller than her.

Shen Tutao's movements were quick, from the point between her eyebrows to all the way to her limbs, she set up a spirit-guiding array on her whole body.

Xuan Zhi saw that after she finished rubbing her beautiful sister's chest, she saw Shen Tutao lowered her head, curled her mouth, and rubbed his own chest with disdain.

What is he doing?

Xuan Zhi's eyes widened slightly, and he hurriedly glanced at the people standing nearby watching, the shadows of dust fell with a rush, turning the black history of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor into dust and smoke.

Fortunately, all the people present, except her, were distracted by the strange images of gods, and did not pay attention to other insignificant details.

When Nezha Boss showed up, her golden core was about to be shattered, and it was conceivable that her situation could only be more miserable.

After the Dust Shadow Terrace sank to the ground for a long time, Pei Gu looked at her with admiration and said, "Junior Sister, you are really reckless, it is really not easy to survive till now."

Even Shi Niannian took her arm affectionately and said, "Zhizhi, you are the wildest rune master I have ever seen."

Xuan Zhi: "..." After seeing her past experience, Xuan Zhi also deeply felt that it was really not easy for her to live until now. For her, it is relatively easy to invite the little baby of the great god, but once she invites the real body of the god , every time is tantamount to walking back and forth on the brink of death.

"It's because I don't have enough cultivation and spiritual power, that's why I'm in such a mess."

"No." Pei Ziying waved her hand, beckoned them to sit down, took a sip of tea, and then continued slowly, "After all, monks cannot be compared with gods. You gods are quite powerful. If you only rely on your own spirit Even if you cultivate to become a god, no matter how much real energy you have, it won't be enough to consume them."

Xuanzhi nodded confusedly, "Master, what you mean is that besides burning the true energy, is there another way to invite the gods to manifest?"

The Great Sage and Erlang Zhenjun took action, and they still thought about her to some extent.When Nezha and Shen Tutao fought, Nezha just used a few big moves recklessly, and her true essence just burst out.

At that time, she had a sense of powerlessness that no matter what level she cultivated to, even if the spiritual power in her body was vast, she couldn't support a few big brothers.

Pei Ziying stretched out her hand and brushed it lightly in the air. A picture and text appeared in front of Xuanzhi, and with his explanation, "The gods do not belong to this world. Spiritual power is used as firewood, please move them into this world for a short time."

"Chai, it can be your own spiritual power, or it can be the spiritual energy between heaven and earth." Pei Ziying clicked on the floating picture on her fingertips, "Just like you want to use the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, you need to absorb it into the body first." It’s the same as refining. If you want to turn the aura between heaven and earth into firewood for your use, you have to turn your own true energy into firewood and ignite them.”

"Inviting firewood?" Xuanzhi didn't quite understand.

"It looks like you haven't burned the stove before." Shi Niannian said, "Firewood is the dry grass or bamboo chips used to start the fire. First burn it, and then use the ignited fire to ignite the larger firewood."

The mid-air figure also turned into a small piece of bamboo, ignited a small flame, and then put it into the woodpile, and the flame burst into flames.Xuanzhi's real essence is that small piece of bamboo, and the firewood pile is the aura of the world.

Xuan Zhi patted his forehead, "I used to burn myself dry in my feelings." A layman, a big wrong, she is right, which shows the importance of someone to guide you on the way of practice.

"Fortunately, you are quite experienced." Pei Ziying said with a smile, the flames in mid-air dissipated and turned into two complicated talismans, "For this process, you need two talismans, the spirit-gathering talisman and the attracting talisman, both of which must be Your true essence is made."

True element operator?Now she relies on cinnabar and talisman paper to make talismans, and she can only draw some basic talismans according to the scriptures.

Xuanzhi had a bitter face, "I can only draw some basic talismans of middle and low level according to the talisman book."

"It's okay, take your time." Pei Ziying waved her hand, and the mid-air illustration was changed to another one, "God's descent, it's a big move for a talisman master, it's the same as the last sword of a sword cultivator. It will not be used easily. One of the most commonly used talismans for talisman masters is the power-borrowing talisman, which borrows divine power to add to the body, or borrows the supernatural power of the gods."

Xuan Zhi's eyes lit up, "It means that the Monkey King has 72 changes, and I can also use these 72 changes?"

Pei Ziying nodded, brushed her palm, and the appearance of a borrowing talisman appeared under her palm, "However, the power of the supernatural power you borrowed depends on your own cultivation level."

Moreover, the superiority of a talisman master over other talisman masters is that a talisman master is like a disciple of a god, and a person with high understanding can use this kind of borrowing power to transform it into his own ability and learn the power of the gods. .What's more, you can see the state of mind of the gods and understand the Dao.

Xuanzhi's eyes widened, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, watching many powerful talismans, and the blood rushed to the top of her head.

Seeing that she was in high spirits, Pei Ziying took advantage of the opportunity to tell her about runes.He held two talismans in his hand, one talisman turned into an arm-long fire dragon circling around the crowd, and the other talisman made a loud explosion sound.

The fire light turned into a talisman again and flew in front of Xuan Zhi for her to observe carefully.

Xuan Zhi leaned forward, with the light of the talisman in his pupils, and compared them back and forth for a long time, and then tapped the upper left corners of the two talismans, "These two talismans are the same."

Pei Ziying moved her fingertips to draw out the same rune, and the rune turned into a cluster of flames in his hand.

"This similar rune is the base rune in these two talismans. The talisman is like calligraphy, flame and explosion. The similarity is fire, and the river and sea are water."

Xuanzhi nodded, "I understand." It's the radicals. Talismans of the same attribute will have similar base runes.

Pei Ziying nodded in satisfaction, summoned a book and flew it in front of her, "This is the three thousand basic runes, Nian Nian will take your junior sister to practice hard and understand its meaning. You can come and ask me, or you can ask your senior brother."

Shi Niannian hugged Xuanzhi's waist and wailed, "Finally someone will accompany me to draw these boring things again."

Xuanzhi is full of fighting spirit, but now she can't empathize with Shi Niannian's suffering.

Pei Gu had been sitting quietly by the side, and seeing Pei Ziying showing a little tired look, he went over and poured him a cup of tea, and brought it to his hand, "Master, why don't you come here, you are tired too, little Junior sister also needs to spend some time digesting these."

Pei Ziying raised her eyes and glanced at the sky outside the hall, and agreed: "Okay, you all go back."

"Master, rest well."

After the three of them paid their respects, they exited the hall together.A red light flashed in mid-air, and the Nine-Tailed Fox lightly landed on Pei Ziying's lap, "The gods that your little disciple invited are really rare, with such supernatural power, they shouldn't be unknown."

Pei Ziying stroked its hair lightly, with dark eyes in her eyes, as if dealing with it casually, and said softly: "Yes, it shouldn't be unknown."

Xuanzhi happily came out of Yanyuntai, where Pei Ziying lived, with the rune book in her arms, and was about to practice with her senior sister. Shi Niannian was afraid of her, "You have been listening to Master's lectures for three days and three nights, don't you Are you tired?"

"It's been three days?" Xuanzhi looked surprised. She really learned a lot in the first class after apprenticeship, and she didn't even notice the passage of time when she was engrossed.How come it's been three days?

The sun was setting outside, and it was another sunset.

Shi Niannian shook her head, and the butterfly Zhuchai on her head was fluttering its wings, "I can't do it anymore, I'm going to exercise my muscles and bones before I go to sleep." After she finished speaking, she seemed to be afraid of Xuan Zhi to keep her, and she ran away without a trace .

Pei Gu couldn't help laughing, and said: "It's too late, little junior sister should go back and have a good rest."

Xuan Zhi returned to the Wisteria Garden, washed up and sat on the couch to read the talisman books. After her excitement subsided, she felt tired and fell asleep on the bed with her head tilted while holding the book.

On the Tiandao Terrace, Shen Tutao was suffering from the wind torture of weakening his flesh and bones. He closed his eyes tightly and calculated the sun and sun outside.

She didn't come again tonight.