Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 241: Eighteen Daoist Body Refining Styles
"Ding-ling~~Ding-dong~~"
The moon rabbit jumps and the bells ring.
In the endless lunar world, the moonlight is hazy like a dream and dew, the laurels are swaying gracefully, and the little white rabbit is jumping happily in front of Mingyu.
"Left-left~right-right~, jump, hey ha...forward~forward~backward~, jump, jump, woooo ..."
Emperor December danced to the rhythm, the small bells on his ears rang crisply, and the 129,600 original demon characters on the side walls of the bells evolved infinite mysteries with the ringing of the bells.
Mingyu shamelessly asked the laurel tree for some "dead branches and leaves".
Then he got out a rocking chair and lay down on it quite comfortably, squinting his eyes to admire the rabbit dance and pricking up his ears to listen to the sounds of Tao.
"Literature carries the truth, and the truth is integrated into music. I can understand it even when I'm lying down, and I can also meditate on it when I'm asleep. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, if the great god knew that I've made further progress in music, wouldn't very happy?"
The trees are swaying, the chairs are rocking, the rabbits are jumping, and the bells are jingling .
Mingyu was half asleep and half awake, his mind wandering in the void but his heart focused on his spirit platform, his right hand also tapping gently to the beat.
After an unknown amount of time, the little rabbit, perhaps tired, stopped and jumped into Mingyu's arms. It stepped on his belly and brought his spirit back from the void.
"Ouch, Little Twelve, be gentle!" Mingyu pretended to feel pain and reached out to pick her up. The rabbit with the body-training style had extraordinary strength in its hind legs.
"Uncle, are you lying to me again?"
Emperor Shieryue pouted her little mouth, her big gem-like eyes showed a hint of doubt, and she stared at her uncle without blinking.
Mingyu told her that dancing the rabbit dance would help her practice the body-refining skills.
"How could that be?" Mingyu said nonsense in a serious tone. "The key to cultivation is to alternate between tension and relaxation, and to combine movement and stillness. Dancing the rabbit dance can relax your mind and relieve your body that is tense because of the profound skills. Let me ask you, are you happy when you dance the rabbit dance?"
"It seems, a little bit." Di Shiyue recalled his state when he was dancing.
"Then do you feel that the bottleneck of the mysterious skill has loosened a little bit?"
Upon hearing this, Little White Rabbit immediately used the Inner Scenery Method to feel her own state, and then she shouted happily: "Really! I seem to be about to break through the third form. Wow, uncle, you really didn't lie to Little Twelve this time!"
"Hey~~, isn't that right!"
Mingyu automatically ignored the last sentence and laughed: "The Eighteen Body Refining Forms are extraordinary. They were passed down by the Taoist Ancestor. Little Twelve, if you can practice the ninth form, you can punch hard, kick hard, and scare off a hundred thousand little wizards with just a roar without any problem!"
Although the name of this mysterious skill is Eighteen Styles, Mingyu has only fully deduced the ninth style so far. The subsequent styles need to be verified one by one to make it more perfect.
When this profound skill is practiced to the ninth form, the physical strength can be comparable to that of an ancestor witch at the Golden Immortal level. If only considering this, it is indeed easy to defeat a Chi Tie of the same level.
"Yes, I will definitely persist in practicing the Taoist Eighteen Body Tempering Exercises until I reach the ninth level of perfection!" the little white rabbit said confidently.
That’s right, the name of this mysterious skill is “Eighteen Styles of Daoist Body Refining”.
“Anyway, when naming me, the old man didn’t use the Purple Sky Divine Thunder to strike me, so I’ll just assume that you agree!” Mingyu muttered to himself.
Little did he know that when he used the name of the Taoist Ancestor to name his martial arts technique, the old Taoist from Zixiao Palace raised his hand to slap him in the face.
But when I think about it, it's not easy to attack this guy directly since he's hiding on the Moon.
Then think about it, the name "Daozu" was first used by this kid, so it doesn't seem to matter if he uses it.
Thinking about it again, this kid seems to be his apprentice.
After Daozu thought it over three times, Mingyu successfully escaped the disaster.
"Okay, Little Twelve, I'm leaving." Mingyu hugged the little rabbit back into her arms and pulled her ears.
The little guy hated having his ears pulled the most, so he was a little annoyed and wanted to complain about Mingyu's behavior. But when he heard that he was leaving, the anger in Di Shieryue's eyes instantly turned into deep reluctance.
"Uncle is leaving so soon~~" Little White Rabbit's eyelashes trembled, and she felt a little depressed. Emperor Shieryue was very smart and sensible. Even though he wanted to keep Mingyu in his heart , he didn't say it.
Just like when her mother said she needed to retreat, the little rabbit didn't make a fuss; just like when her father said that the heavenly court was busy with affairs recently and he couldn't come to Taiyin often, the little white rabbit just nodded;
Uncle Taiyi and Master Kunpeng asked her to stay on the Moon Planet obediently, so she really stayed on the Moon Planet obediently...
Until Mingyu came to her and asked her to practice with him, although her uncle was very strict with her and occasionally teased her, the little rabbit still liked Mingyu very much.
"Ah~~" Mingyu rubbed her ears and sighed softly, "It's too quiet, little Twelve has to get used to it."
The war between wizards and liches has begun, which means the great catastrophe sweeping across heaven and earth has begun. When you think about the final outcome of Heaven, how sad this little guy will be by then!
"I can't control the overall situation, so I'll just focus on these small details. After coming to this world, I have to leave some marks, right?"
Mingyu stood up, put Di Shieryue on the rocking chair, then took out the Taiyin Order that had not been used for a long time, waved his hand and sent it into the Hundred Flowers Hall in the Heavenly Palace.
At the same time, a piece of magical writing with dazzling divine light appeared in front of Yun Sheng, the head of the twelve main officials of the Hundred Flowers Palace, the Plum Blossom Immortal.
"Imperial decree: From now on, the Twelve Flower Fairies will temporarily reside on the Taiyin Divine Star. They will assist the Emperor in presiding over the twelve-month rituals of the Great Desolation for the Twelve Months, and there must be no mistakes!"
Yun Sheng received the Taiyin Order, a sweet smile gradually spread across her face, and she bowed in the direction of Taiyin Star from afar and said, "Yes, sir!"
Then she began to greet her good sisters.
"Sisters, Master Lingzun has sent us a great opportunity, why don't you set off quickly!"
"Sister, we are here!"
The apricot blossom fairy Meng Li, the peach blossom fairy Yu Xian, the plum blossom fairy Miao Yuan… one by one the flower fairies ascended to the sky from the primeval earth, straight to the lunar divine star!
The Moon was transformed from Pangu's right eye. Compared to the infinite universe, not everyone can go there!
Mingyu walked slowly towards the laurel tree and bowed, saying, "I hope you will take good care of me!"
A leaf fell from the laurel tree and landed in Mingyu's palm. Mingyu nodded and turned to feed it to Xiao Twelve.
"Little Twelve, Yun Sheng and the others will come to Taiyin Star to help you manage the Twelve Months. You must work hard and don't be lazy~"
"No way~" Little Twelve muttered.
"Well, that's good. Don't forget the Emperor's Flowing Water that comes once every six thousand years. Sister Chang'e has gone to the wild land, so you have to take on this important task."
"Little Twelve knows..."
"besides……"
Mingyu talked a lot to the little guy, and December wrote them all down.
It was not until Yun Sheng brought the Twelve Flower Fairies to Taiyin that Mingyu left with the sword box on her back.
"I have been raising a sword for 80,000 years. I wonder who will be the first unlucky person to test it!"
