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"It's me." Outside came the voice of Yuwen.
Yang Bo slightly hesitated, did not put the red gold dragon away, went directly to open the door.
Yu Wen said with a smile, "I think you haven't finished some words today."
Yang Bo frowned. He didn't feel that he didn't say anything clearly. He was about to ask, but Yuwen had already walked in. He was staring at the red gold walking dragon on Yang Bo's bed, and his face showed a clear look, "I said, how can there be fluctuation of Taoism? It's these little things!"
Yang Bo is a little surprised, this just understood, Yuwen should be aware of the spirit of red gold walking dragon, this just rushed over.
Yang Bo couldn't help asking, "do you know these red gold walking dragons?"
Yuwen did not respond, but asked, "where did you get it?"
"It was found in the warehouse where cultural relics were smuggled." Yang Bo Dao.
Yuwen nodded and introduced: "you are doing cultural relics collection. You should be able to see that these red gold walking dragons are objects of the Tang Dynasty."
Yang Bo nodded, "yes."
"These are sacrificial objects." Yu Wen said, "this is a magic tool for the sacrifice of the dragon. The sacrificial activity of throwing the Dragon comes from the belief of the three officials of heaven, earth and water. In ancient times, the emperors used to bury the mountains and rivers. They buried the mountains and buried the water. In the early days, there were gold and silver wares and bronze wares used for burial
"In the Tang Dynasty, it was gradually formed the fixed etiquette of burying Jinlong jade slips. Generally speaking, jade slips and jade Bi, Golden Dragon and gold buttons are bound with green silk, and then put into the famous mountains and rivers after the sacrificial ceremony, as a letter of promotion to the three Yuan Dynasty
Yang Bo nodded. He probably understood that ancient emperors loved to offer sacrifices to mountains and rivers. The most famous one was Mount Tai's activities of offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers. Since the first emperor of Qin Dynasty, emperors of all dynasties have to hold a ceremony of offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers!
Yang Bo slightly hesitated and asked, "I feel that there is a spirit power on these golden dragons that can't be explained clearly. What did you just call Daofa?"
Yu Wen hesitated for a moment. "There are some things you didn't tell you. Maybe you can also feel that the spiritual power between heaven and earth is gradually exhausted. This heaven and earth has already entered the era of the end of Dharma. Our cultivation speed is even slower. Even the magic power that the former cultivators were able to call on the wind and rain to become soldiers is gradually lost."
"The reason why I can tell whether this is the fluctuation of Taoist Dharma is because when I was young, Shifu used it once. When he cast the Dharma, he just called the wind and thunder, and did not rain. I can't forget the smell of Taoist Dharma. Since then, I haven't seen anyone using the corridor method. Our school has a magic skill called rain. I can't cast it, so I haven't mentioned it to you! "
Listening to Yuwen's words, Yang Bo suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that if he could learn Taoism, he would be able to cast successfully. This is just a kind of inexpressible feeling, which he can't say clearly.
Yu Wen didn't mention professor's calling rain skill, and Yang Bo didn't say much.
"Are these golden dragons for sacrifice?" Yang Bo asked, "but how can they produce Daofa?"
Yu Wen shakes his head, "I am not very clear, the school's secret book did not record these."
After saying that, Yu Wen is a way: "you study slowly, I go back to the room to have a rest first."
Yang Bo watched Yuwen leave, but he didn't say much. He was very clear that Yu Wen taught him Qi inducing skill. Until now, Yuwen only introduced his school, but Yuwen didn't mention many important divination, Taoism and medical skills!
Naturally, Yang Bo would not hate it. He was lucky to be able to get Qi drawing skill. Naturally, he would not think much about it.
After picking up Jinlong, Yang Bo stares at Jinlong and looks at it carefully. In front of him, Guanghua flashes again. Yang Bo stares at Jinlong and suddenly feels that the Golden Dragon in his hand is alive!
He looks down at the Golden Dragon and looks at the swing posture of the Golden Dragon. Suddenly, he is blessed to his heart. He raises his right hand and depicts the posture of the Golden Dragon in the air. The aura in his body flows out naturally with the movements in his hands. Yang Bo feels an unprecedented sense of comfort!
Just in the middle of the action, Yang Bo suddenly felt empty in his body, and he interrupted his action!
As soon as the gesture stopped, young Burton felt empty, sore all over, and even had a swelling feeling. This was obviously out of strength. He fell asleep on the bed, and he could clearly feel that there was some moisture in the indoor air, but he was too tired to be sure. His eyes were slightly closed and he gradually went to sleep.
Yuwen goes back to his room and shakes his head slightly when he thinks that the golden dragons look good, but he doesn't think that the sacrificial offerings will be better, because they will be lost in the end.
With such a thought, Yuwen sat down and began to practice. Although his practice didn't have much effect now, he had already formed the habit of practice and couldn't change it. At this time, he might not be able to sleep when he was put to sleep!
After practicing for a while, Yuwen was suddenly stunned. He clearly felt that there seemed to be a weak fluctuation of Taoism in the air. This fluctuation was very small. If he was not practicing, he could not feel it at all. He was about to feel it carefully, and all of a sudden, the fluctuation of Taoist method disappeared.Yuwen can't help but look at the next door. Yang Bo lives next door. Is it just the Taoist wave he made?
Yu Wen is stunned for a moment, and he shakes his head. He thinks this is impossible because Yang Bo can't do Tao at all! There is only one possibility, that is, Yang Bo may have input Lingli into Jinlong!
Such a thought, Yu Wen is calm down again, concentrate on training up.
Yang Bo waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yuwen to open the door. He was surprised. His eyes were fixed on the twelve red gold walking dragons. Each one of them had a different posture. Does it mean that there are twelve magic arts here?
Of course, this is only a guess, but also need to verify!
The next day, Yang Bo had breakfast and was about to ask Zhang Sanxia to take him out to play. Yuan Chengfei came in with a fat man.
As soon as I saw Yang Bo, the fat man knelt down with a "puff" sound. "My uncle, I deserve to die. Please punish me!"
As he spoke, Yang Desheng was crying bitterly. He crawled forward and tried to hold Yang Bo's thigh. Yang Bo stepped back and flashed over.
Yang Desheng reacts and bumps his head to the ground and makes a "Dong Dong" sound!
"What's the matter with you?" Yang Bo asked.
Yang Desheng cried bitterly, "I shouldn't have cheated my uncle. Belsen and I have a good relationship, so I deliberately exaggerated his value and arranged a lot of things for him!"
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"It's me." Outside came the voice of Yuwen.
Yang Bo slightly hesitated, did not put the red gold dragon away, went directly to open the door.
Yu Wen said with a smile, "I think you haven't finished some words today."
Yang Bo frowned. He didn't feel that he didn't say anything clearly. He was about to ask, but Yuwen had already walked in. He was staring at the red gold walking dragon on Yang Bo's bed, and his face showed a clear look, "I said, how can there be fluctuation of Taoism? It's these little things!"
Yang Bo is a little surprised, this just understood, Yuwen should be aware of the spirit of red gold walking dragon, this just rushed over.
Yang Bo couldn't help asking, "do you know these red gold walking dragons?"
Yuwen did not respond, but asked, "where did you get it?"
"It was found in the warehouse where cultural relics were smuggled." Yang Bo Dao.
Yuwen nodded and introduced: "you are doing cultural relics collection. You should be able to see that these red gold walking dragons are objects of the Tang Dynasty."
Yang Bo nodded, "yes."
"These are sacrificial objects." Yu Wen said, "this is a magic tool for the sacrifice of the dragon. The sacrificial activity of throwing the Dragon comes from the belief of the three officials of heaven, earth and water. In ancient times, the emperors used to bury the mountains and rivers. They buried the mountains and buried the water. In the early days, there were gold and silver wares and bronze wares used for burial
"In the Tang Dynasty, it was gradually formed the fixed etiquette of burying Jinlong jade slips. Generally speaking, jade slips and jade Bi, Golden Dragon and gold buttons are bound with green silk, and then put into the famous mountains and rivers after the sacrificial ceremony, as a letter of promotion to the three Yuan Dynasty
Yang Bo nodded. He probably understood that ancient emperors loved to offer sacrifices to mountains and rivers. The most famous one was Mount Tai's activities of offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers. Since the first emperor of Qin Dynasty, emperors of all dynasties have to hold a ceremony of offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers!
Yang Bo slightly hesitated and asked, "I feel that there is a spirit power on these golden dragons that can't be explained clearly. What did you just call Daofa?"
Yu Wen hesitated for a moment. "There are some things you didn't tell you. Maybe you can also feel that the spiritual power between heaven and earth is gradually exhausted. This heaven and earth has already entered the era of the end of Dharma. Our cultivation speed is even slower. Even the magic power that the former cultivators were able to call on the wind and rain to become soldiers is gradually lost."
"The reason why I can tell whether this is the fluctuation of Taoist Dharma is because when I was young, Shifu used it once. When he cast the Dharma, he just called the wind and thunder, and did not rain. I can't forget the smell of Taoist Dharma. Since then, I haven't seen anyone using the corridor method. Our school has a magic skill called rain. I can't cast it, so I haven't mentioned it to you! "
Listening to Yuwen's words, Yang Bo suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that if he could learn Taoism, he would be able to cast successfully. This is just a kind of inexpressible feeling, which he can't say clearly.
Yu Wen didn't mention professor's calling rain skill, and Yang Bo didn't say much.
"Are these golden dragons for sacrifice?" Yang Bo asked, "but how can they produce Daofa?"
Yu Wen shakes his head, "I am not very clear, the school's secret book did not record these."
After saying that, Yu Wen is a way: "you study slowly, I go back to the room to have a rest first."
Yang Bo watched Yuwen leave, but he didn't say much. He was very clear that Yu Wen taught him Qi inducing skill. Until now, Yuwen only introduced his school, but Yuwen didn't mention many important divination, Taoism and medical skills!
Naturally, Yang Bo would not hate it. He was lucky to be able to get Qi drawing skill. Naturally, he would not think much about it.
After picking up Jinlong, Yang Bo stares at Jinlong and looks at it carefully. In front of him, Guanghua flashes again. Yang Bo stares at Jinlong and suddenly feels that the Golden Dragon in his hand is alive!
He looks down at the Golden Dragon and looks at the swing posture of the Golden Dragon. Suddenly, he is blessed to his heart. He raises his right hand and depicts the posture of the Golden Dragon in the air. The aura in his body flows out naturally with the movements in his hands. Yang Bo feels an unprecedented sense of comfort!
Just in the middle of the action, Yang Bo suddenly felt empty in his body, and he interrupted his action!
As soon as the gesture stopped, young Burton felt empty, sore all over, and even had a swelling feeling. This was obviously out of strength. He fell asleep on the bed, and he could clearly feel that there was some moisture in the indoor air, but he was too tired to be sure. His eyes were slightly closed and he gradually went to sleep.
Yuwen goes back to his room and shakes his head slightly when he thinks that the golden dragons look good, but he doesn't think that the sacrificial offerings will be better, because they will be lost in the end.
With such a thought, Yuwen sat down and began to practice. Although his practice didn't have much effect now, he had already formed the habit of practice and couldn't change it. At this time, he might not be able to sleep when he was put to sleep!
After practicing for a while, Yuwen was suddenly stunned. He clearly felt that there seemed to be a weak fluctuation of Taoism in the air. This fluctuation was very small. If he was not practicing, he could not feel it at all. He was about to feel it carefully, and all of a sudden, the fluctuation of Taoist method disappeared.Yuwen can't help but look at the next door. Yang Bo lives next door. Is it just the Taoist wave he made?
Yu Wen is stunned for a moment, and he shakes his head. He thinks this is impossible because Yang Bo can't do Tao at all! There is only one possibility, that is, Yang Bo may have input Lingli into Jinlong!
Such a thought, Yu Wen is calm down again, concentrate on training up.
Yang Bo waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yuwen to open the door. He was surprised. His eyes were fixed on the twelve red gold walking dragons. Each one of them had a different posture. Does it mean that there are twelve magic arts here?
Of course, this is only a guess, but also need to verify!
The next day, Yang Bo had breakfast and was about to ask Zhang Sanxia to take him out to play. Yuan Chengfei came in with a fat man.
As soon as I saw Yang Bo, the fat man knelt down with a "puff" sound. "My uncle, I deserve to die. Please punish me!"
As he spoke, Yang Desheng was crying bitterly. He crawled forward and tried to hold Yang Bo's thigh. Yang Bo stepped back and flashed over.
Yang Desheng reacts and bumps his head to the ground and makes a "Dong Dong" sound!
"What's the matter with you?" Yang Bo asked.
Yang Desheng cried bitterly, "I shouldn't have cheated my uncle. Belsen and I have a good relationship, so I deliberately exaggerated his value and arranged a lot of things for him!"
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"It's me." Outside came the voice of Yuwen. Yang Bo slightly hesitated, did not put the red gold dragon away, went directly to open the door. Yu Wen said with a smile, "I think you haven't finished some words today." Yang Bo frowned. He didn't feel that he didn't say anything clearly. He was about to ask, but Yuwen had already walked in. He was staring at the red gold walking dragon on Yang Bo's bed, and his face showed a clear look, "I said, how can there be fluctuation of Taoism? It's these little things!" Yang Bo is a little surprised, this just understood, Yuwen should be aware of the spirit of red gold walking dragon, this just rushed over. Yang Bo couldn't help asking, "do you know these red gold walking dragons?" Yuwen did not respond, but asked, "where did you get it?" "It was found in the warehouse where cultural relics were smuggled." Yang Bo Dao. Yuwen nodded and introduced: "you are doing cultural relics collection. You should be able to see that these red gold walking dragons are objects of the Tang Dynasty." Yang Bo nodded, "yes." "These are sacrificial objects." Yu Wen said, "this is a magic tool for the sacrifice of the dragon. The sacrificial activity of throwing the Dragon comes from the belief of the three officials of heaven, earth and water. In ancient times, the emperors used to bury the mountains and rivers. They buried the mountains and buried the water. In the early days, there were gold and silver wares and bronze wares used for burial "In the Tang Dynasty, it was gradually formed the fixed etiquette of burying Jinlong jade slips. Generally speaking, jade slips and jade Bi, Golden Dragon and gold buttons are bound with green silk, and then put into the famous mountains and rivers after the sacrificial ceremony, as a letter of promotion to the three Yuan Dynasty Yang Bo nodded. He probably understood that ancient emperors loved to offer sacrifices to mountains and rivers. The most famous one was Mount Tai's activities of offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers. Since the first emperor of Qin Dynasty, emperors of all dynasties have to hold a ceremony of offering sacrifices to mountains and rivers! Yang Bo slightly hesitated and asked, "I feel that there is a spirit power on these golden dragons that can't be explained clearly. What did you just call Daofa?" Yu Wen hesitated for a moment. "There are some things you didn't tell you. Maybe you can also feel that the spiritual power between heaven and earth is gradually exhausted. This heaven and earth has already entered the era of the end of Dharma. Our cultivation speed is even slower. Even the magic power that the former cultivators were able to call on the wind and rain to become soldiers is gradually lost." "The reason why I can tell whether this is the fluctuation of Taoist Dharma is because when I was young, Shifu used it once. When he cast the Dharma, he just called the wind and thunder, and did not rain. I can't forget the smell of Taoist Dharma. Since then, I haven't seen anyone using the corridor method. Our school has a magic skill called rain. I can't cast it, so I haven't mentioned it to you! " Listening to Yuwen's words, Yang Bo suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that if he could learn Taoism, he would be able to cast successfully. This is just a kind of inexpressible feeling, which he can't say clearly. Yu Wen didn't mention professor's calling rain skill, and Yang Bo didn't say much. "Are these golden dragons for sacrifice?" Yang Bo asked, "but how can they produce Daofa?" Yu Wen shakes his head, "I am not very clear, the school's secret book did not record these." After saying that, Yu Wen is a way: "you study slowly, I go back to the room to have a rest first." Yang Bo watched Yuwen leave, but he didn't say much. He was very clear that Yu Wen taught him Qi inducing skill. Until now, Yuwen only introduced his school, but Yuwen didn't mention many important divination, Taoism and medical skills! Naturally, Yang Bo would not hate it. He was lucky to be able to get Qi drawing skill. Naturally, he would not think much about it. After picking up Jinlong, Yang Bo stares at Jinlong and looks at it carefully. In front of him, Guanghua flashes again. Yang Bo stares at Jinlong and suddenly feels that the Golden Dragon in his hand is alive! He looks down at the Golden Dragon and looks at the swing posture of the Golden Dragon. Suddenly, he is blessed to his heart. He raises his right hand and depicts the posture of the Golden Dragon in the air. The aura in his body flows out naturally with the movements in his hands. Yang Bo feels an unprecedented sense of comfort! Just in the middle of the action, Yang Bo suddenly felt empty in his body, and he interrupted his action! As soon as the gesture stopped, young Burton felt empty, sore all over, and even had a swelling feeling. This was obviously out of strength. He fell asleep on the bed, and he could clearly feel that there was some moisture in the indoor air, but he was too tired to be sure. His eyes were slightly closed and he gradually went to sleep. Yuwen goes back to his room and shakes his head slightly when he thinks that the golden dragons look good, but he doesn't think that the sacrificial offerings will be better, because they will be lost in the end. With such a thought, Yuwen sat down and began to practice. Although his practice didn't have much effect now, he had already formed the habit of practice and couldn't change it. At this time, he might not be able to sleep when he was put to sleep! After practicing for a while, Yuwen was suddenly stunned. He clearly felt that there seemed to be a weak fluctuation of Taoism in the air. This fluctuation was very small. If he was not practicing, he could not feel it at all. He was about to feel it carefully, and all of a sudden, the fluctuation of Taoist method disappeared.Yuwen can't help but look at the next door. Yang Bo lives next door. Is it just the Taoist wave he made? Yu Wen is stunned for a moment, and he shakes his head. He thinks this is impossible because Yang Bo can't do Tao at all! There is only one possibility, that is, Yang Bo may have input Lingli into Jinlong! Such a thought, Yu Wen is calm down again, concentrate on training up. Yang Bo waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yuwen to open the door. He was surprised. His eyes were fixed on the twelve red gold walking dragons. Each one of them had a different posture. Does it mean that there are twelve magic arts here? Of course, this is only a guess, but also need to verify! The next day, Yang Bo had breakfast and was about to ask Zhang Sanxia to take him out to play. Yuan Chengfei came in with a fat man. As soon as I saw Yang Bo, the fat man knelt down with a "puff" sound. "My uncle, I deserve to die. Please punish me!" As he spoke, Yang Desheng was crying bitterly. He crawled forward and tried to hold Yang Bo's thigh. Yang Bo stepped back and flashed over. Yang Desheng reacts and bumps his head to the ground and makes a "Dong Dong" sound! "What's the matter with you?" Yang Bo asked. Yang Desheng cried bitterly, "I shouldn't have cheated my uncle. Belsen and I have a good relationship, so I deliberately exaggerated his value and arranged a lot of things for him!" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
