After a while, the moon's light gradually dimmed, and Huang Chao felt a strange ripples in his heart, which was similar to the shrinking ground he felt at the mountain god. He fell in love with the Internet l50. He immediately understood that the two guests had left. The moon's illusion shook, and Huang Chao looked at it carefully. The moon in the sky turned into a round piece of paper again, and Qingbai sat at the table again, and the two Taoists were missing.

Huang Chao's eyesight was enough to make the room look white. The other disciples' eyes became dark as the moonlight dimmed. Some disciples were digging in candles, and saw the Taoist sitting alone, while the guests were no longer sure where to go. The fruit cores of the dishes on the table still remained there.

Taoist Qingbai asked all the disciples: "Have you drunk enough?" Everyone replied: "Enough." Huang Chao drank a jar by himself, and at this time he won the attention of many Taoist priests. Someone laughed and said, "I wonder if Junior Brother Huang Chao is enjoying his whole life? Although the wine is good, don't drink it for a long time." Huang Chao said complacently: "This little wine is nothing. It is rare that the master's friend is generous. The wine is very nourishing to the body. Drink more to meditate and practice, which is just enough to stabilize his cultivation."

Qingbai laughed: "You are so reserved. It's rare that I have such a generous disciple. I don't know how to feel sorry for the Taoist of the Brewery when he returned." When the Taoists heard this, they had long lost their thoughts to mock Huang Chao. They just hated that they didn't seize the opportunity and drank a few more bowls of fine wine...

This world is not a world of cultivation with resources. The most important thing is personal character and understanding. The Taoist wine can only improve everyone's body and increase some vitality. However, improving physical fitness also has obvious benefits for the spirit. Even if Xiang Qingbai's cultivation level is not beneficial, even if he takes medicine every day, he will not make any progress. However, the disciples still need to replenish their vitality to make their foundation more stable.

Taoist Master Qingbai said, "If you drink enough, go to bed early and don't delay doing things tomorrow." The disciples agreed to retreat. Huang Chao returned to the house to meditate and practice Qi, and quickly digested the wine. These wines did not help Qingbai, and they did not have much effect on Huang Chao. What he said before was just to meet the identity of a new disciple. Fortunately, this wine is indeed delicious, and the spiritual materials are not in the low-demon world. Huang Chao has a great taste of it and feels quite good.

Throughout the night, Huang Chao summarized his experience of watching Taoist priests casting spells before. This time, the three Taoist priests deliberately cast spells in front of their disciples, which originally contained the meaning of guidance, and each disciple could comprehend. Huang Chao could legitimately gather his eyes to observe every detail, and could also exude spiritual sense to perceive changes in methods and techniques. The three of them would also think that Huang Chao was taught and eager to study, and would not have any side effects.

Huang Chao's thoughts stretched between heaven and earth. In such a world of high mystery, he had a clear grasp of the changes in this world. The entity is not important. Existence and concept are the basis. His own body can be regarded as illusory, and everything outside can also be regarded as illusory. In Huang Chao himself, only his perfect and clear golden elixir is an unchanging and permanent existence, so everything can be distorted and reality can develop according to his heart. Although the Taoists do not have the magic power to destroy the world, they can make magic that violates the rules of the world.

He has never been so deeply aware of the essence of returning to the void as he is now: the return to the void in the "Catalog of War Gods" is based on entity, but it only makes the use of true qi stronger, which is the return to the void in the martial arts world; and here he re-learned the return to the void in the "Tao Dharma", re-explored his own essence, and looked at and changed the world with a new attitude. The gathering of spirituality made the description in the Taoist scriptures become real, no longer the previous metaphorical statement, and truly realized extraordinaryness in such a world.

The change in Huang Chao's spiritual world was not as powerful as earth-shaking, but natural. His accumulation was enough, and tonight the three Taoists "acted the Dharma" gave him the last push. Huang Chao's spirituality seemed to be ignited by sparks, pushing the subject's spirituality to a strange realm that is difficult to describe in language.

He gently pressed the bedding under him, and a golden red light spread from the tentacles to the bed. Wherever he passed, the worn bedding turned into a brand new one, and the bed also turned into a gorgeous big bed. The dilapidated furniture in the house became extremely straight, and precious antiques emerged on the mahogany bookshelf, and a pot of bamboo appeared in the corner of the wall. The air was no longer smelled of dust, but the slight fragrance of precious spices. The misty gas came from an exquisite copper stove on the table. Those who knew the goods would shout "Dragon Bian Xiang"...

Everything was all Huang Chao's fiction, but at this time there was a real thing that could not be distinguished in the house. If another person lived in, he could live comfortably without any sequelae. In his memory, he lived in a gorgeous room all night. When the illusion could widely affect reality and the effect was the same as the reality, how could it be said that it was false?

"I haven't learned the strongest method here yet." Huang Chao looked at the room he transformed into, but was not complacent. Although the illusion environment was rare, the truly amazing method was illusion food, which could make people eat and drink. The moon transformed by Master Qingbai actually had the moonlight yin energy that could be absorbed, which was the ultimate pursuit of illusion.

Huang Chao stayed in a brand new room for one night. When he woke up the next day, he returned to the simple room of the Taoist temple. He could hear Wang Qilang next door toss and turn, and he did not sleep well all night. The next day, Wang Qilang went out in a distracted state, but he was more motivated to chop wood: Obviously, he saw the magical methods of the Taoist priest and immediately gave up the idea of ​​going home.

Huang Chao continued to learn the classics of Taoist temples and asked Qingbai about unknown points in his practice. Qingbai was shocked by his progress, and his ancient well-being was broken in his heart, and he was excited that he could receive such a talented "apprentice".

Wang Qilang was stimulated and motivated, but he could not practice it in one day. After a month, his fighting spirit completely disappeared and he really didn't want to suffer such pain. Huang Chao learned several spells, which not only could clear away the dust, but also turned the paper crane into a flying... But he himself didn't learn a single spell, which made him feel too unbalanced.
Chapter completed!