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Chapter 116 Dotting the Dragon's Eyes

"Grandma..." Yang Silang turned his puzzled gaze to Grandma Tianjing.

Grandma Tianjing waved her hand, signaling him to continue watching.

The Taoist priest in the painting sits in front of the central axis, and as always, he first burns incense, enters meditation, his dantian shines, and his spirit arises.

This person's spirit was several times stronger than Yang Silang's, and even his Niwan Palace was as big as a fist, while Yang Silang's Niwan was only the size of a chicken egg.

The spirit arose, and then, as the Taoist inhaled the calming incense, the fragrant mist swirled around and aided, gradually the spirit figure donned armor and held a sword, its feet pressing down on the blood river, transforming into the true image of the Ruyi Heavenly Venerable. Finally, a halo appeared behind its head and ribbons flowed behind its back, completing the transformation.

Then, the Taoist priest was to "point out" the five features of the Ruyi Tianzun.

The faceless celestial being, manifested from his divine soul in the Niwan Palace, first grew ears, then a mouth, nose, and eyebrows, and finally the outline of eyes was added, but the eyes remained tightly closed.

Yang Silang understood.

The long-faced Taoist's face, which was transformed from the faceless Void Ruyi Heavenly Venerable by his divine soul, clearly resembled the Taoist himself, with his mouth, nose, ears, and eyebrows all looking the same, and even the outline of his eyes.

This Taoist priest actually wants to become a god or demon himself!

next moment.

The divine soul that had transformed into the Ruyi Heavenly Venerable seemed about to open its eyes, its eyelids trembling as it slightly lifted.

Yang Silang held his breath and watched carefully.

shuh...

The eyelids finally lifted, but the eyes of the divine soul that had transformed into the Ruyi Tianzun were completely blank!

Wow……

The pale-faced Taoist coughed up a mouthful of blood, his soul dissipated, and he collapsed to the ground, utterly defeated!

The eyes are the windows to the soul.

There's a saying that goes, "The finishing touch is the finishing touch on a painting." No matter how well a dragon is painted, if the eyes aren't done properly, the dragon is half ruined.

Moreover, the pale-faced Taoist didn't even reveal his Divine Soul Eyes!

This visualization attempt ultimately ended in failure.

Yang Silang was greatly surprised, never expecting this outcome.

The scroll rippled, and the blood-spitting Taoist, along with the image of the Ruyi Celestial Venerable in front of him, slowly faded and disappeared completely.

Grandma Tianjing has already completed the evolution of the entire process of this unknown Taoist method of observing the gods.

Yang Silang let out a soft sigh, feeling a sense of loss, as if he regretted that the Taoist priest had failed at the last moment, and instinctively felt that this Taoist method was probably not so easy to cultivate.

Actually, compared to entering meditation, the method of observing the spirit is not difficult and is even somewhat simple, but it is the most important step in cultivating the Tao because it determines your future path in cultivation.

Grandma Tianjing explained that a typical Taoist, for example, who enters the Tao through water-based Taoist methods, can cultivate ice-based or wood-based methods in the future, but it is basically impossible for them to cultivate fire-based or other methods with opposite attributes.

If you have learned the Orderly God lineage, it is virtually impossible for you to supplement your practice with the Chaotic Demon God techniques.

Of course, there are also many techniques in Taoist magic. The first one is the Observation of the Gods technique with opposite attributes. This kind of Taoist magic is difficult to cultivate. If you are not careful, you will go into qi deviation. Of course, once you have mastered it, its power is much greater than that of ordinary Taoist magic.

The method of visualizing the Ruyi Celestial Venerable is not difficult in itself.

There are two strange aspects.

Firstly, this Celestial Venerable doesn't look very appealing; he seems to be of evil origin, especially his faceless face, which is truly astonishing.

It should be understood that every religious sect, whether orthodox or heretical, has a standard for the gods and demons they worship. Not to mention the appearance of the gods and demons, even the ritual implements and clothing have strict requirements.

Whether the lotus platform is divided into nine grades or six grades, whether one holds a lotus platform or a vajra in one's hand, whether one wears a Taoist crown or a Vairocana hat on one's head, none of these can be taken lightly. Not to mention the appearance of the deity or demon, all of these involve religious doctrines, and any slight alteration may cause trouble.

Changing the face is a disaster that uproots everything.

The second point is that the Taoist's process of visualizing his soul involved replacing the original Ruyi with his own body. What's the difference between that and visualizing himself?

Did he himself want to call himself Buddha and patriarch?

"Grandma..." Yang Silang voiced his question, "Why is the Ruyi Tianzun statue faceless?"

"Why was the face of the Ruyi Celestial Venerable that the Taoist priest visualized based on his own features?"

"Is this correct?"

Grandma Tianjing's face showed an expression of affirmation and praise.

"My child, you are insightful."

"The question hits the nail on the head!"

"Let me tell you slowly..."

She said that this Taoist method was created by a great being. After mastering the technique, he left behind a visualization diagram to reveal the secrets of his fundamental technique, but he deliberately erased the face of the Ruyi Tianzun.

Later generations who practice this method must visualize the Ruyi Tianzun (the Heavenly Venerable of Wishes) with their own mind and then use their own body to draw the facial features and dot the eyes.

The essence of this person's cultivation method is actually quite simple: do not believe in any gods or demons in the sky; you yourself are the god you worship.

However, the concept of gods and demons was created by the imagination of all living beings. They were originally beings with great supernatural powers, residing in the nine heavens, omnipotent, majestic and awe-inspiring, immortal and invincible, and not to be disobeyed!

There are many religious sects in the world, and believers have all sorts of beliefs.

Regarding gods and demons, even those from opposing sects.

People may believe in him, slander him, even insult him, curse him, or ignore him—but what does that have to do with gods and demons? Gods and demons ignore him!

But no one has ever denied the extraordinary power of gods and demons!

If it is not powerful, why would believers imagine its existence? It would then lose its reason for existence.

This method requires practitioners to deny gods and demons and become their own sole god. Just thinking about it makes you realize how unorthodox and shocking it is!

Therefore, observing the divine method is not difficult.

However, this method goes against the tide, completely opposite to the fundamental purpose of all other cultivation methods.

If you want to successfully observe the divine, the most difficult thing is actually breaking through the divine within your heart.

"My child, I know this step is difficult for you."

"Precisely because it is difficult, mastering this method has many wonderful uses, which you will find out later."

"Go back and practice first, don't rush, take your time..."

"I can't figure it out, so I came back to Grandma. I have a clever trick... Well, it was the Taoist priest who used a clever trick to dot out the eyes at the end."

"But you'd better practice on your own first."

"This step is called 'Dotting the Dragon's Eyes,' practice it well..."

Grandma Jing smiled and said a few words before disappearing from the stone.

Yang Silang felt that his grandmother's words seemed to indicate that she was certain he would fail and was waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

His soul had been formed, and he could sense that his grandmother had truly left.

"Grandma..." he murmured, a smile playing on his lips, "It's just breaking through the inner spirit, isn't it? But that's not difficult for me."

A familiar melody echoed in my mind.

"There has never been a savior, nor any god or emperor..."

I can't think about it too much, or I'll get all worked up.

Yang Silang packed up the wine jars and bowls, and quietly left the Martial Arts Tower.

That night, as usual, he practiced boxing, stance training, and lit incense to calm his mind, but he did not practice the method of contemplating the spirit and striking the dragon's eyes.

He continued to practice meditation to strengthen his spirit.

The Taoist in today's scroll has a much stronger spiritual power than I do. It seems necessary to further strengthen my spiritual power. Also, the method I obtained during the day must have affected my mind. To be on the safe side, I should wait a while.

That night, the incense for calming the mind was lit, and the room was quiet. Yang Silang focused his mind on his Niwan point, and his spirit manifested his own form, absorbing the fragrance, and his spirit slowly grew stronger.

After one night, he stopped practicing and opened his eyes. With the help of the Rejuvenation Divine Power, he fully absorbed a calming incense, and his soul had become several times stronger.

If it was the size of a chicken egg before, it's now the size of an orange. It's not much different from that pale-faced Taoist priest.

Nothing to do during the day.

However, a distinguished guest did arrive.

This man had a rat-like face and a sleazy appearance. Upon seeing Yang Silang, he grabbed both of his hands and shoved a silver note into his hand with practiced ease, all while wearing a smile.

"Young Coach Yang...you've worked so hard..."

"We've had a pleasant working relationship for the past six months. What are Coach Yang's plans for this year?"

"I hope to continue our cooperation..."

"This is a sum of money, haha, don't think it's cheap, after all, eating and drinking here costs money..."

Yang Silang racked his brains for a moment before he remembered who this person was.

It was this temporary worker who was actually the head instructor, named Yang Dakuan, who was also from the same clan as him.

Despite his unremarkable appearance, this man had a beautiful younger sister named Yang Xiaohuan, who was the prefect's favorite concubine.

In other words, Yang Dakuan is the brother-in-law of the prefect of Yidu Prefecture, and his role is similar to that of the fat commander Ruan Mingyuan, whom Yang Silang and Wang Daniu rescued with two guns on the battlefield.

However, Yidu Prefecture is the provincial capital, and there are many powerful women in the province. It is already quite generous of the prefect to take care of his brother-in-law, who has only a smattering of martial arts skills, by making him an instructor at the martial arts training hall.

Last year, Coach Qi Rubai stepped down, and Yang Silang filled in for him for a period of time. Unexpectedly, he ended up becoming a long-term temporary worker.

Yang Silang laughed heartily.

"Brother Yang, I had already achieved some success in martial arts and wanted to go out and explore, seeking out renowned masters to broaden my horizons."

"But since Brother Yang has personally put it this way, what else can I say?"

"Then I'll work for another year?"

With Granny Tianjing around, let alone refusing money, Yang Silang would rather pay her out of his own pocket. He wouldn't leave the martial arts hall until he had thoroughly emptied Granny Tianjing's belly.

The two agreed, and everyone was happy, agreeing to drink together another day.

Yang Dakuan left in high spirits, while Yang Silang stayed behind with great joy, having finally put his mind at ease.

Night fell.

Yang Silang carried the wine and meat into the Martial Scripture Tower, put them into the Five Elements Fist Room, and then quietly left without waiting for Granny Tianjing to appear.

After the others left.

Grandma Tianjing, the round stone on the roof, appeared, took a few deep sniffs of the fragrance, and laughed and scolded.

"This kid is still too shy to speak up..."

"Never mind, young people are shy. I'll tell him the secret next time."

"That Taoist priest was also a genius, forging his own path, but unfortunately, it was ultimately not the orthodox way."

In the small courtyard.

Yang Silang had everything prepared.

Calm your hands, quiet your mind, light incense, and sit cross-legged with your palms facing upwards.

His Niwan Palace was bright, and his spirit indicated that the little man was in place. He first breathed for a moment according to a unique rhythm, and the fragrance, like a long dragon, was inhaled into his nose, solidifying his spirit.

next moment.

The image of the Ruyi Tianzun (the Heavenly Venerable of Wishes) appeared in his mind.

The spirit and soul change simultaneously.

Beneath his feet emerged a murky sea of ​​blood, where the corpses of demons and monsters floated and sank. Among them were powerful beings who were still alive, emitting sharp cries that shook his very soul.

Contemplating such a terrifying scene is like facing an abyss directly, being stared at by the abyss, and being inexplicably affected. Many terrifying and bizarre illusions arose in Yang Silang's soul, as if to lure him into falling into the sea of ​​blood.

boo...

A soft sound.

The sea of ​​blood, manifested by the divine soul, vanished into nothingness.

Yang Silang emerged from his meditation, his soul exhausted and his spirit weary.

Even though it is just visualizing a long, illusory river, it is still a great burden on one's soul.

He didn't take it seriously and didn't expect to succeed on his first try!

"Rejuvenation!"

Without hesitation, Yang Silang used his supernatural powers, instantly replenishing his vital energy, and then used his soul to absorb and exhale the calming fragrance.

Moreover, being impacted by demonic thoughts is not entirely a bad thing. The soul that is re-condensed after the impact becomes more solid and appears even more clear and substantial.

"Again..."

Yang Silang closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

Silent all night.

The next morning when he opened his eyes, he found that he had completely used up all ten of his healing powers!

In the Niwan Palace, the divine soul had already transformed into the form of the Ruyi Heavenly Venerable, wearing armor and holding a sword, with a halo and ribbons, and a lotus platform and a sea of ​​blood. However, the Heavenly Venerable had his eyes closed, and his facial features were exactly the same as Yang Silang's.

However, the Celestial Venerable has not yet opened his eyes, so he has only completed half of the task.