Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 127 Golden Light Mantra
After a moment, both Yun Yang and Daoist Mingyu had somewhat blank stares.

"Oh my God!"

"I see!"

Through the information given by the Thunder Seed, and the cross-realm welcome from Daoist Yansong and Daoist Yihong in their divine consciousness, the two finally understood their current situation.

Eliminate evil and accumulate merit, gather malevolent energy, condense thunder seeds, and replenish yourself!
“No wonder you want to live in Guangzhou.” Yun Yang said speechlessly, “You’re just a portal between the two worlds. We need you to travel between the two worlds.”

Gu Zhao said expressionlessly, "If you find it troublesome, I can take back the Thunder Seed."

At this point, Gu Zhao raised an eyebrow, feigning sudden realization, "I remember you said that even if you died, even if you jumped off Nanshan Mountain, you would not stay in Yangcheng?"

Gu Zhao shook his head with a sigh, and extended his hand, "I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous..."

Yun Yang was startled and immediately knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist, looked at Yun Yang with longing and expectation, and spoke earnestly and passionately, "I have drifted for half my life and only regret that I have not met a wise ruler. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to become your godfather!"

"Fuck you!" Gu Zhao kicked him directly.

Yun Yang suddenly flipped over, as nimble as a white dove and as agile as a swallow, nimbly dodging Gu Zhao's kick, flipping a full zhang before landing lightly.

This time, Gu Zhao wasn't surprised, but Yun Yang was taken aback. "I'm that amazing?"

The lightning seed entered the sea of ​​consciousness, activating the innate Qi. It brought some spiritual energy to cleanse the body's meridians and slightly replenished the mana. Moreover, although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Blue Star was thin, it was not non-existent.

Therefore, even though Yun Yang has not yet gone to the other world to replenish his mana, he has undergone a qualitative change compared to before.

Moreover, Quanzhen disciples emphasize physical training, and the Eight Immortals Palace also has a martial arts tradition. Unbeknownst to him, Yun Yang had already developed skills comparable to martial arts masters.

Seeing Yun Yang's transformation, Daoist Mingyu chuckled as he savored the wonderful sensation of his body being filled with magical power. He couldn't help but twitch his fingers, eager to try it himself.

Seeing Yun Yang's excited face, Gu Zhao teased, "Are you satisfied with this agency fee?"

"Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!" Yun Yang laughed heartily, then clasped his hands in a fist salute again. "Godfather, from now on, in the fight against demons and monsters, I, Yun, am willing to be the vanguard, slaying generals and capturing flags!"

Gu Zhao pointed at Daoist Mingyu, then glanced sideways at Yun Yang, "With Daoist Yansong, Daoist Yihong, and Daoist Mingyu around, you're just a by-the-books relative."

Yun Yang couldn't help but grin. Compared to these three high-level Daoists, his own cultivation was indeed still shallow, and he was even inferior to Gu Zhao at this moment. However, he immediately expressed his determination, "Don't worry, I will work hard. It's just fighting, that's what we Qin people are best at!"

Gu Zhao nodded in satisfaction. This was also the purpose of bringing Yun Yang along. Throughout history, as long as there is an incentive for military achievements, the Qin people are still very capable. After all, history has already provided the answer.

"Young man, work hard and strive to help us ascend next year. The future of the Daoist sect still depends on you." Gu Zhao patted Yun Yang on the shoulder and encouraged him earnestly.

Yunyang: ⊙_⊙

Damn it, I entered the Daoist path precisely because I didn't want to hear the leaders make empty promises, so why do I still have to listen to them now that I've entered the Daoist path?

But this pancake... it smells so good!
Just then, Daoist Zhiqing and Chang Le entered the courtyard.

"What business does young friend Gu have with me?" Daoist Zhiqing asked curiously.

Before Gu Zhao could reply, Master Mingyu waved his hand and said, "Help me get ready and buy me a high-speed rail ticket. I'm going to Guangzhou."

Master Zhiqing: ? ? ?
Master Zhiqing was completely bewildered, not knowing what had gotten into his master. "You can barely walk without someone helping you, and you still want to go to Guangzhou? Aren't you afraid of dying on the way?"
Seeing the bewildered expression on Daoist Zhiqing's round face, Daoist Mingyu laughed heartily, then waved to Chang Le, "You wait outside the door and close it." Chang Le bowed and accepted the order, stepped outside, and closed the courtyard gate.

Knowing that Master Zhiqing was also a candidate, and that he could reveal a little bit about it, and that he also needed Master Zhiqing to cover for him, Master Mingyu said, "My illness has been cured, and I am going to live in Guangzhou permanently."

Master Zhiqing looked at Master Mingyu, then at Gu Zhao and Yun Yang, and was filled with questions. If he didn't know that the two of them were Taoist disciples who had cultivated true Qi, he would have questioned them long ago.

But now he only looked at Daoist Mingyu, knowing that since Daoist Mingyu had sent Chang Le away, he would definitely give him an explanation.

Then he did receive an explanation from Daoist Mingyu, but the explanation was not quite what he had expected.

Master Mingyu stood up, his feet stepping in the righteous Yu Step, his hands forming the Taiqing Dharma Seal, circulating his internal energy, and chanting incantations, "Heaven and Earth, the profound origin, the root of all Qi. Cultivating for countless eons, I have attained divine power. Within and without the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme. Body..."

As soon as the first sentence was read, a gentle breeze stirred in the courtyard, and the sunlight seemed to grow even warmer.

After reciting the second sentence, Daoist Mingyu felt a Daoist aura overflow from his body, permeating his entire being.

After the third sentence was recited, Master Zhiqing saw golden light appear on Master Mingyu's body, merging with the Daoist rhyme and gradually enveloping his entire body.

After the fourth line was recited, the golden light and Taoist charm took shape, covering and illuminating the entire body.

The fifth and sixth sentences merely make the golden light more dazzling, more harmonious, more perfect, and more powerful.

After reciting six lines, he stopped at the seventh. Master Mingyu shook his head. "For now, this is all we can do. Right now, it only has the effect of defending oneself. Later, it should also have the effects of blessing, lightning counterattack, and assisting in battle."

Gu Zhao and Yun Yang both looked at Master Mingyu, who was covered in golden light, with great envy.

Although the Eight Great Divine Incantations of Taoism are widely known, everyone knows the verbal formulas, but the methods of practicing qi circulation within the sect are a secret, and are not recorded in any version of the Taoist Canon.

Although some Taoist priests throughout history have been able to reverse the flow of Qi and blood circulation from the incantations and sounds of exhalation, these methods are different from the original and may not be as powerful.

Master Mingyu's divine incantations and spells are, of course, the authentic ones!

Gu Zhao and Yun Yang could sense that this Golden Light Divine Incantation was roughly equivalent to the combined effect of the Heavenly Gang Talisman and the Vajra Mystic Talisman. Although it had to be actively cast, it could truly resist all evil spirits and physical damage.

However, while they were envious, they were also excited and looking forward to it, because they should be able to do it soon too.

As the master of the Great Luo Palace (and the adopted son of the master of the Great Luo Palace), he is naturally entitled to learn all the techniques of the Great Luo Palace.

But Master Zhiqing was already stunned.

Standing there, his eyes were fixed, his mouth slightly open, and his expression blank.

Looking at Master Mingyu, who was bathed in golden light, Master Zhiqing felt as if his CPU had been burned out.

Has the patriarch manifested his power?
Did Laozi transmit the Dharma?
Is my martial uncle about to ascend to immortality?
Or am I hallucinating and starting to daydream?

So Master Zhiqing asked a foolish question, "What is this?"

Master Mingyu feigned nonchalance and said, "Of course it's the Golden Light Divine Mantra."

(End of this chapter)