Huan Ming is the eldest brother of Sanyang Temple and a disciple of Taoist Qingyun. Since Taoist Qingyun obtained the spiritual root fruit and gave it to him, he began to practice with Taoist Qingyun.

A spiritual fruit is swallowed into the belly, opening the road to practice.

On this day, Taoist Qingyun had to return to the East Dragon Cauldron and finally opened the furnace and refined the weapon himself, and he was with him.

At the top of the Huangyang Mountain Taoist temple, hundreds or thousands of disciples from Sanyang Temple gathered together. The Qingyun Taoist used the art of refining weapons, and threw all kinds of spiritual materials and blood into it.

After three days and three nights, the alchemy fire in the furnace did not stop. The disciples in the temple chanted mantras and blessed them. The three sheep temple seemed to be holding a large-scale Dharma Assembly.

The light kept wandering out of the furnace, and a wonderful light and fragrance lingered in the lingering sound. The disciples in the Guanyin seemed to be immersed in the sound of the great way within three days.

On the day of the furnace opening, the top of Huangyang Mountain shone with bright lights, and golden lights rushed out of the furnace and cauldron, rotating around the sky.

This strange phenomenon alarmed the entire people near Huangyang Mountain, and hundreds of thousands of disciples in the temple were stunned. One by one, a young and young registered disciple, or a person who was stuffed in from other Taoist temples or officials, went to the Taoist Qingyun on the altar, and his heart was filled with admiration and shock.

Now, the Sanyangguan family has great achievements and has several generations of disciples. They will never return to their deserted appearance. Some people call them Master Qingyun Taoist Master, and some call him the ancestor. Not only are there many disciples, but they even have those disciples.

The Qingyun Taoist swung the whisk, and the light of the sky gathered, fell into his hands, and turned into a large stack of golden talismans.

Holding the golden light, the whisk was held in the palm, and a feathered robe moved with the wind, and the fairy-like Taoist bones were revealed. He looked like a master of Taoism, and he couldn't help but make the disciples in the council feel heartbroken and willing to crawl and kneel at his feet.

Taoist Qingyun stepped on foot and fell into the Sanyang Temple below with the wind. However, his voice came from the air.

"All the disciples of Sanyang Temple! All come to the ancestor's hall to listen to my preaching!"

All the disciples were talking, and then formed a brigade and headed towards Qingyun Temple. They were magnificent, and outside the Ancestor Hall, even the cushions on the steps were filled with people.

"Keep to the master!"

"Keep to Master!"

"Keep to the ancestor!"

All the disciples of Sanyang Temple shouted together, and the entire Sanyang Temple and the mountain seemed to resound together. Thousands of people bowed neatly, looking like a solemn atmosphere of a great sect.

At this moment, Taoist Qingyun had been waiting here for a long time. He swung the whisk and put it on his other hand, slowly opening his eyes.

His eyes swept across the many disciples in the audience, then closed them again, sighed slightly, then opened his eyes again, showed a kind smile, and began this sermon.

"I think my Sanyang Temple is inherited from the ancient immortal Chong Yunzi. Among the Taoist Techniques, the one who is most proficient in this talisman is the way of talismans!"

"In this world, if you talk about inheritance and the great way, except for me, the Three Sheep Views, there is nothing that can be seen from him!"

"The Tao of Talismans and the Tao of Talismans will never leave their sect!"

Taoist Qingyun talked about the inheritance of the Sanyang Temple bit by bit. In addition to the few disciples who swallowed the spiritual root fruit, those ordinary disciples also listened very impressed, because this time the preaching seemed different from usual. The master of the temple started preaching just after the furnace was opened, which was probably related to the magical instruments and treasures he refined.

Halfway through the story, Qingyun finally took out a thick stack of golden talismans from his sleeve. The talisman looked pure gold, and the talismans on it swam like dragons and snakes, revealing powerful magic fluctuations.

"And this true golden talisman is created by me who have exhausted all the Taoist collections, read the inheritance of the ancestors, and worked hard to create it!"

"I finally realized the latter chapter of the Yunhua Sutra, a true talisman, completely combining magic and practice, opening up the true path of the Great Way."

"And even if this true golden talisman is a mortal, if it can be integrated into its body, it can still practice!"

As soon as Qingyun finished speaking, thousands of disciples from the stage felt a bolt from the blue resounding in their minds. After a while, they looked at the stage with a greedy look and looked at the golden talisman in the hand of Taoist Qingyun in his dream.

"What?" A disciple of the Huan generation raised his head and couldn't believe it.

"If we... if we have that golden talisman, we can practice like the master uncle, the fifth master uncle, the third brother and the sixth brother?" This is a Taoist priest who looks only in his teens, as if he has just arrived.

"So... Sure enough... I knew that this preaching was different!" A thirty-year-old thin Taoist priest couldn't even speak clearly.

"There are probably hundreds of golden talismans. If you say so, we, we all have the possibility!"

The disciples in the audience were very excited and frenzied, and could not suppress the tremor in their hearts, but they did not dare to show their ugly appearance in front of the sacred master, Taoist Qingyun, and make a sound. If they annoy the sacred master and lose the opportunity to achieve enlightenment and practice, they would probably regret it for life.

When Taoist Qingyun said this, he looked at the various aspects of life below. Some pretended to be calm, some looked crazy, some knelt on the ground piously, and some whispered carefully.

"In order to refine this golden talisman, three days of opening the furnace, it took me half of my life to cultivate!"

"It's hard to get it!"

"You can know!"

Thousands of disciples stood up at the same time, bowed their heads seriously, and went down from the hall to the stairs, all the disciples had unprecedented movements, as if they had collapsed their heartstrings tightly, for fear of a mistake.

"Please ask the master to preach the Dharma!"

"Please ask the ancestor to preach the Dharma!"

"Disciples will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the master!"

He finally looked at the audience with a sharp look, his voice also increased a lot, and he used his magic power to shake out.

"Today! I will pass on the law of this great way to you and others!"

"I hope you will practice well and develop my Sanyang Temple as soon as possible!"

The thunder sound filled his ears, and everyone felt that the sound seemed to echo between the soul and the mind, deeply imprinted on it.

Golden talismans flew out and rushed to the top of the hall, wandering like a golden dragon, then searching for their masters, falling into the heads of the disciples of Sanyang Temple, and then turning into light and falling into the souls of the disciples.

The disciples of Sanyang Temple felt that their bodies were always there, and golden light burst out from their eyes.

Suddenly, I felt my body lightening, as if the whole world suddenly became clearer, and a strange force and senses poured into my body. Through my body, they observed their souls.

I also saw the true talisman emitting golden light shining brightly in my soul.

Even the disciples in the audience who had already entered the practice of cultivation were no exception. At the same time, they felt a golden talisman fall into their souls. The magical golden talisman immediately merged with their souls, emitting various magical lights.

They immediately felt that their cultivation level had skyrocketed, and they even mastered several mysterious magical techniques. This golden talisman was simply incredible, breaking their understanding and common sense of cultivation.

"Thank you, the master. Your disciple is willing to follow the master for the rest of his life and never leave him!" Even the eldest disciple Huan Chen was excited to worship Taoist Qingyun.

Taoist Qingyun patted the eldest disciple Huan Ming on the shoulder, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Master, for preaching the Dharma!"

"Master, great kindness! I can't repay you!"

"Thank you, the ancestor, for preaching my great Dharma!"

The disciples who came to their senses from the audience were filled with tears of excitement, and they expressed their gratitude to Taoist Qingyun in an exaggerated manner. Their excitement was filled with tears of excitement, and their words were sincere.

If he didn't get it, his eyes were so jealous that he was about to emit fire and looked at the brothers around him who had received the true teachings. He even lowered his head and looked at the Taoist Qingyun on the stage with resentful eyes.

"The disciple who got the golden talisman stayed, and the others, quit the hall!"

Some people stood up and left, while others walked forward.

Taoist Qingyun raised his head, threw the whisk past, and a ray of spiritual light penetrated dozens of meters, closing the door of the hall.
Chapter completed!