Chapter 39 Searching

"East..." The eldest brother collected the tortoise shell and began to look for it in the east of the house...

When the moon was at its highest point and the moonlight was at its brightest, the sound of a door opening was heard in the quiet courtyard. The eldest brother walked out with his hair disheveled, holding a compass, calculating as he walked, "The tortoise shell is not very accurate. I thought I should have used a compass a long time ago, but why is it still east..."

"East, east, east... south?"

The eldest brother turned around and saw an empty house.

He blinked and suddenly realized that, yes, he had some unused items piled up in his son's room.

The eldest brother put away the compass, pushed the door open, and started searching in the dark without even turning on a light.

He kept messing up the other person's room, and finally found a few books in a box of toys.

Most of them are mechanical books, with half a copy sandwiched in the middle, stuck to a mechanical book without being loose.

"Oh, that's it. I told you. I have such a good memory, how could I remember it wrong? I told you that I have seen a similar technique, Kun Yuan Gong, but unfortunately there is only half a copy, and I don't know where the rest is."

The eldest brother opened it and read it carefully. He only read the beginning and then hurriedly turned to the end. "Yes, yes, this is it. Although it is only half a volume, there are few people in this world who can cultivate to this level. There is no need to be impatient."

The eldest brother stuffed the booklet into his arms, turned around to look at the messy room, shook his head and said, "It's too messy, let the children clean it up tomorrow."

After saying that, he went back to his room and went to sleep.

At this time, Pan Jun, who was across the yard, was also awake. She was reading the scattered introductions about Sanqing Mountain that she found in the spiritual realm.

She had never been to Sanqing Mountain in the 26th century, but she knew that it had been damaged by several wars and the development of civilization over the past thousand years.

The culture has been broken since then, but we can still find out a lot from it, for example, what does the mountain god of Sanqing Mountain look like?

Pan Jun flipped through the pages bit by bit. Not to mention the presence of the realm spirit, searching for keywords was just a matter of thought. Even without the realm spirit, she could still search accurately.

There were many mountain gods of Sanqing Mountain that were found, and they had many different images. She didn't know which one to believe, so she could only slowly search the database for information, trying to find the most reasonable image.

Mr. Pan with a chicken head and a human body?
Pan Jun couldn't help but glance at the black cat and sighed. Why can't the mountain god have anything to do with cats?
Night owl Pan Xiaohei was already sleepy. Seeing her still lying there, turning over the spiritual realm in her mind, he couldn't help but ask, "What on earth are you searching for the Sanqing Mountain God for?"

Pan Yun: "So Xuanmiao wanted to repay a favor. If that's the case, I should become your disciple after the most powerful and most honorable one.

Who is the most powerful in Sanqing Mountain? Of course it is the mountain god of Sanqing Mountain! I want to be a fellow apprentice with Master Wang. "

Pan Xiaohei: "...What is the relationship between the two? Your idea is too jumpy. Okay, but shouldn't the most respected people in Sanqing Mountain be the Three Pure Ones? The mountain god should also listen to the Three Pure Ones, right?"

Pan Yun was silent.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Pan Xiaohei asked hesitantly, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Pan Yun sat up and said, "You are right, I am wrong. I was too scared to think about it and too scared to do it.

I could be a little more courageous. You are right. Which of the Three Pure Ones do you think is suitable to be my master?"

Pan Xiaohei: "Are you... serious?" It just said that casually.

But Pan Yun was very serious. She began to consider her own situation. "The time and space I'm in has developed to the 26th century. Far in the future of this time and space, I think Lingbao Tianzun and I are a good match. What do you think?"

The black cat lay down and said nothing.

Pan Jun was excited for a while before giving up. "Forget it. All Taoists in the world believe in the Three Pure Ones and are followers of the Three Pure Ones. If we choose these three, not many people will believe in them and it will also disrupt the market. The Three Pure Ones Mountain God is good enough."

The black cat then raised its head.

Thinking of the adventure that happened after Tao Ji sang a song when they went up the mountain today, Pan Yun became more determined. "Our mountain god sounds like a very kind and entertaining mountain god. He is a good match for me. After I worship him as my master, I will sing for him every day."

The black cat shuddered and said, "As long as you are happy."

Pan Yun put his worries aside, closed his eyes and began to imagine the appearance of the mountain god in his mind.

The wind gently blew the talisman bag hanging under the corridor, and the wind ruffled Pan Xiaohei's fur, but no one noticed, not even the cat.

As soon as Pan Yun calmed down, the man and the cat fell asleep quickly.

Maybe she thought too much before going to bed, Pan Jun dreamed all night about a man in armor and holding a huge sword, looking at her with a smile.

He looked okay, but he was too tall. In the dream, Pan Jun seemed short and small, and he felt a sense of oppression from his height.

Pan Yun was very unhappy. In her dream, a table appeared not far away. She moved the table over and climbed on it. She stared at the man who looked like a general all night long.

Pan Yun didn't wake up until the day dawned and the person in his dream turned into a crane and flew away.

She climbed up from the bed and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze. Last night's dream gradually faded away, and Pan Jun only remembered a vague shadow.

She couldn't help but frown and asked Black Cat: "Pan Xiaohei, do you think there are really gods in this world?"

Pan Xiaohei: "Ghosts and gods have always been mentioned together. Since you have seen ghosts, why do you still ask whether there are gods?"

Pan Yun: "But there were ghosts in my previous life, but I have never seen a god."

Pan Xiaohei sneered, "This is why it's hard for your magic to develop further. You need to use divine power, but you don't believe there are gods in this world that are superior to you." Pan Jun asked, "Did the person who created and owned you become a god?"

Pan Xiaohei was alert, "What?"

Pan Jun threw back the quilt and got out of bed. "Nothing, I just wanted to know if I could use some connections or something. Since you didn't mention it, you probably haven't become a god yet."

Pan Xiaohei: ...

Pan Yun had already made up his mind. He didn't want to worry about things in his past life. What mattered was the present.

She folded the quilt and went out.

In the next room, Miao He also opened the door and walked out, stretching lazily. When she saw Pan Yun, she immediately put down her hand and ran over to her, "Sister, you're awake. Come on, I'll take you to wash up."

As Pan Yun was nodding, the door of a room across from them opened, and a little girl who was half a head taller than them came out. She was slightly startled when she saw Pan Yun, then stepped forward and clasped her hands like an adult, "Junior Sister Pan, I am Miaozhen."

Why do you call her Junior Sister?

But it doesn’t matter, it won’t be that way in a while.

Pan Yun also clasped his fists in return, "Daoyou Miaozhen, I am Pan Yun, and I have not yet officially entered Mount Sanqing."

Miao Zhen said seriously with a straight face, "Since you are here, you will eventually become a disciple. It doesn't make much difference if you call me earlier or later."

Miao He was stunned watching from the side, thinking it was very funny, and immediately squeezed in and said, "I want one too."

So he clasped his fists to Pan Yun and said, "Junior Sister Pan, I am very kind to you."

Then he smiled and cupped his fist towards Miao Zhen, "Fourth Senior Sister, I am Miao He."

Pan Yun: …

Miaozhen:......

Pan Yun returned the gift, Miaozhen looked helpless, and also returned a gift as Miaohe expected.

When I came to my senses, I found that Xuanmiao had been standing there at the door of the main house, watching for a long time.

When she saw the three people approaching her to salute, she waved her hand with a sullen face and said, "Go wash up!"

Miaozhen and Miaohe each grabbed Pan Yun's arm and ran away, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's time to practice morning exercises."

Under their guidance, Pan Yun washed her face and brushed her teeth, then went to the front after drying herself.

The two of them hugged a futon and gave one to Pan Yun.

When they were carried to the large open space in front of the Sanqing Temple, Tao Ji and a young man were already practicing boxing.

The movement was slow, but each punch was delivered with force.

Miao He put down the cushion and said, "Today we will practice the twelve great powers. Junior Sister Pan, do you know how to do it?"

Pan Yun: "I know Ba Duan Jin, Wu Qin Xi and Tai Chi."

"Oh, we will practice these as well. We will also practice Zhou Tian Gong later."

Tao Ji slowly stopped the exercise, turned around and looked at Pan Yun, smiling, "Junior Brother Pan, are you awake? Come, I will teach you the twelve major powers, which will be used in your morning exercises in the future."

Pan Yun did not argue with him about the address, but walked up to him and learned from him.

After finishing boxing and regulating your breathing, you need to practice Zhou Tian Gong, which needs to be practiced while sitting on a cushion.

Pan Yun's Zhou Tian Gong was different from theirs. Thinking of what they said about her technique having problems, she did not dare to practice it anymore. Instead, she just regulated her breathing and entered a state of meditation. This was also one of the ways to improve one's cultivation.

The so-called exercises are to enter a state of meditation at the very beginning, and the breathing methods are different.

No matter how many times he watched it, Tao Ji would still be amazed by how quickly she could enter a state of meditation.

After admiring her talent in his heart, he closed his eyes, regulated his breathing and practiced the Zhou Tian Qigong.

When they woke up from their trance, everyone opened their eyes at the same time and saw the eldest brother standing not far away and swinging his arms.

Wang Feiyin swung his arms and looked back at them, "You're awake. Go make breakfast. Pan Jun stay."

Everyone dispersed in a hurry. Before leaving, Tao Ji gave her a look of hidden pride. When they met again, he could call her his nephew more openly.

Wang Feiyin did not mention this matter first, but took out the half-volume of the martial arts he found last night and showed it to her, "This is Kunyuan Gong. Don't look at it as only half a volume. It's not easy to practice it completely. Take a look, isn't it very similar to the martial arts you practiced before?"

Pan Jun turned to the first level of the technique and after a long while, he nodded responsibly and said, "Yes, the second half has been modified a little bit... Is it because the meridians and acupoints in the second half are different that there is a problem with my technique?"

Wang Feiyin thought for a moment and said, "Not only that, people who practice Taoism practice Qi. You are right to call it spiritual energy, but it is more accurate to call it primordial energy."

　Today's lucky number is the number ending in 0, as evidenced by the screenshot. The deadline is before the next chapter is updated.

　　
　
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