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Episode 1: Disciples of the Heaven-Fan Tian 1.11 With thousands of sleeves covered, Shangguan Lingcheng Part 2

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    Seemingly determined, Wu Ming finally nodded.  "Then, just do it." As if he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, as soon as Wu Ming finished speaking, Qian Mo rushed forward and stabbed his belly button hard!  "Ah!!" The lower abdomen is where the spiritual energy obstruction is the most serious. When he poked it like this, Wu Ming immediately felt pain in his bones!  "You old man -" he was about to curse, Qian Mo touched it and took away the treasure seal tightly clasped on his index finger.  As soon as the seal was in hand, the old chamber pot immediately regained his demeanor as the number one inscription master in Yunei.  Raising one hand high, the big seal grows in the wind. The bottom of the seal keeps spinning like a revolving lantern. Countless ancient inscriptions are looming, creating waves!  He dusted his sleeves in the air and bared his teeth at Wu Ming to avenge his personal vengeance: "My dear disciple, where do you think this Yin-Yang Cannon can be branded as a master?" The spine has been branded with ancient animal patterns. When he looked at his limbs, it hurt.  Wu Ming, who was stiff all over, gritted his teeth and pouted at his right chest, "Nu, here!" But Qian Mo smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no, the ancient book says: 'Paint a copper pillar and add charcoal underneath to make the guilty go.  , it is called the punishment of burning with charcoal. "You have to burn the copper pillar with charcoal fire." The old man read the copper pillar carefully.  "Bronze pillar?" Wu Ming, who seemed to have realized something, couldn't help but feel horrified, "How dare you, old man!" "Hey! Hey!" Qian Mo kept laughing, "I can bear thunder from the sky, so why else dare you?  ? ¡± After saying that, he walked towards the bed.  "Well, I have two arms, two legs, and ten fingers and toes! They are all fucking columns!! Old immortal! Old chamber pot! Old guy! Teacher! Boss! Dad! Dad! Ahhh  Ah¡ª¡ª" Wu Ming was really scared when he saw the old man raising his hand to lift the quilt and holding the charcoal-fire Heaven-turning Seal towards his own bed!  "If we get hit here, let alone save others, we might even be able to pee standing up in the future!"  As soon as the belt of his pants was loosened, a carp in Xiaobu Zhoushan stood upright and popped out proudly.  Qian Mo smacked his lips subconsciously, "My disciple is indeed very talented." "Immortal old man! I'm not done with you anymore -" Wu Ming knew that even if he cried to death, the old man probably wouldn't blink an eye.  Let¡¯s talk about the things in Fantian Sect, they are all bold and violent masters!  I have spent my whole life snatching food from the tiger's mouth and changing my destiny against the will of heaven. Who else will I be afraid of? ?????????????????????? But when I saw the No. 1 inscription master in Yunei opened his mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief at the treasure seal, and pressed it down with his backhand.  "Ouch¡ª¡ª" Wu Ming's eyes suddenly bulged, bloodshot eyes flew, and they instantly filled his eyeballs!  This is a pain that cannot be described in words!  The aroma of meat and white smoke curled up. In one breath, Wu Ming was sweating profusely, and his whole body felt like water!  But the stretched nerves are so strong that they don¡¯t even have the slightest chance of falling into coma!  We can only grit our teeth and endure!  I don¡¯t know how long I held it, but when the skin and flesh separated, Wu Xian had exhausted all the strength to even shout.  And this is just the beginning!  The next action of the inscription master is like tightening a nut on a bolt.  Needless to say, the bolt, and the Heaven-turning Seal that was originally put on the finger also heard a burst of mechanical spring sound. The black hole slowly expanded outwards, turned into a nut, and was screwed down by the inscription master.  Wu Ming gritted his teeth and carried on with all his strength.  Seeing the Heaven-turning Seal that reached the bottom still creaking and turning in the hands of the inscription master, Wu Ming finally said, "Master I twisted my balls" "Oh, I'm sorry! Sorry!" As if pulling out a rag, the inscription master said  He casually pulled out the thin skin wrapped in the treasure seal.  ¡°Hiss¡ª¡ª¡± Wu Ming was so painful that he squeezed saliva out of his eyes.  After greeting Fantianmen up and down for five thousand times, the inscriptionist finally exhaled and slowly straightened up.  He also placed the Heaven-turning Seal on Wu Ming's index finger.  Without looking at the burning filth in front of him, the first inscription master in Yunei looked like a different person, and said in the style of a master: "Ordinary people take the situation, Taoists take the heart, and forget both the state of mind and the state of mind, this is the true method! My disciple must remember,  Remember!¡± ¡°Remember youmother!¡± Wu Ming finally fainted.  When Wu Ming snored slightly, the first inscription master in Yunei went limp and staggered to the ground.  He wiped away the sweat from his forehead with trembling arms, stretched out his tongue like a native dog, and breathed heavily like a bellows.  "Good disciple, this is your way. Whether you cultivate or not, whether you succeed or not, depends on your destiny" Hearing that the little soul boy wanted to practice dual cultivation, the entire Jiming Temple became excited.  Not to mention the monks, even Master Kirigakure interrupted his practice and left the seclusion early.  Everyone in Jiming Temple spared no effort to work on it and arrange everything.  In fact, regardless of Buddhism or Taoism, dual cultivation is a sacred and noble method of practice.  Those who are not powerful cannot practice it.    In fact, it is quite difficult for a tantric practitioner to complete all the steps of tantric practice. Many monks drop out of practice due to various reasons.  Only after completing all the training steps required for Tantric practitioners can you enter the highest level - the dual cultivation of men and women trying to achieve the dual purpose of happiness and space.  This combination of happiness and space is not the ultimate bliss as the name suggests. What it practices is "controlling desires with desires" and "conquering demons with demons". It is a tiger and wolf poison recipe that is unparalleled and ruthless!  In order to use the thunderbolt method of "first seducing people with desire, and then making people realize Buddha's wisdom", we can escape from life and death, realize the great road, and complete the highest achievement pursued by all the training stages of Tantric Buddhism - that is, becoming a Buddha! ???????????????? The true Zen disciples are pure and pure, giving up the six roots, extremely empty, and dare not go even half a step beyond the thunder pond!  In the whole world, only the Tubo Master of Hezhou, Xiniu, has mastered the dual fortune of happiness and air!  In this vast country, how many living beings practice Buddhism and Taoism?  The difficulties and dangers are evident!  I'm afraid that the little apprentice is bloody, turning the practice into a humanity, and breaks the life of himself and the female companion.  Only then did the No. 1 inscription master in Yu Nei speak out to warn him, telling him that ordinary people take the environment, Taoists take the heart, and forget both the state and the state of mind, which is the true method.  Words return to home.  " Wu Ming was carried into the meditation room arranged by the monks by the local monk Shitian. His whole body was stiff and only his eyes and mouth could move. At a glance, he saw the female prisoner who was lying quietly on the couch, thinking day and night.  Staring at his cheeks that were so pale that there was no trace of blood, Wu Ming was still in pain like a knife, even though he was prepared.  "Don't be sad, little donor. You must know that form is emptiness, emptiness is form; cause is effect, and effect is cause; without cause, there is no effect, and without effect, there is no cause." Shi Tian gave the gift with a Zen opportunity.  Wu Ming gritted his teeth hard to prevent tears from bursting out of his eyes, and allowed Shi Tian to place him cross-legged on the futon.  Soon, that unforgettable pretty face moved to face him in her arms.  From beginning to end, the goddess was as quiet as water, and Wu Ming could not even feel her body temperature or breathing.  After arranging everything, Shi Tian quietly left and gently closed the door.  "The pestle and mortar collide, but they touch each other and do not form a bond." He silently recited the mantra of cultivation taught by his master without missing a word, and the young man opened his lips slightly and gently covered them.  Lips and teeth connected, and as the breath flowed, the young man slowly closed his eyes.  "When the state of mind is double-forgetful, the Tao is natural."
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