Chapter 23: Nine Laws Thirteen Transformations, Three Inquiries to Clarify Doubts

  "Junior brother..."

  "Junior brother..."

  Suddenly hearing a familiar call in his ear, he was patted on the shoulder and woke up with a start.

  "Hmm..."

  "Big brother is you."

  Ning Feng raised his head and saw Shen Zhaoxuan.

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng jumped up from the couch, looked around and said that there was actually no one on the mountain.

  Tianyunzi, Shen Buyi, the master of Zhufeng Mountain, and even those who are the descendants of various veins, Tianyun Peak's famous disciples, personally transmitted followers... Everyone left cleanly.

  "What's going on?"

  Ning Feng blinked his eyes, and unexpectedly, what he thought was just a moment of distraction had actually been a long time.

  "Big brother..."

  He was about to ask a question, Shen Zhaoxuan obviously knew what Ning Feng was wondering, and smiled warmly: "Don't worry, brother, this is a good thing."

  "Really?"

  Ning Feng became even more curious, staring at Shen Zhaoxuan with wide eyes.

  Yinluo Shixiong had waited for so long, and naturally didn't rush anymore. He took Ning Feng's arm and walked with him to the edge of Jiangdao Rock, sitting down at the edge of the vast cloud sea.

  "Of course it's a good thing."

  "Master's Yunyue said leisurely: 'The Dafa of the Shen Palace, where the gods are transformed and the spirits are entered, a thread of thought is revealed, and there is also a Tao rhyme in it. The heart of the younger brother is attracted to it, like a dream that has lasted for years, what's strange about it?'"

  Ning Feng seemed to understand and nodded, but also said somewhat puzzled: "Then how can they not?"

  In the same outer gate for three years, Liu Yizhen and Mu Xiaoshu may be better than him in terms of natural talent, but when it comes to actual skills, everyone is a blank sheet of paper. The eldest brother doesn't surpass the second brother, they are all still at the beginner's stage, there shouldn't be any difference between them.

  It doesn't make sense that only Ning Feng is affected.

  "This is what I said was good for you."

  Shen Zhaoxuan's face showed joy, and he praised: "I didn't expect that the power of Shidi's innate divine soul would be so strong, completely accepting the thoughts revealed by Master, which is why he became deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself."

  "Everything else aside, when it comes to the strength of one's divine soul at the time of entry, you should be ranked first among the seven disciples of my Tianyun lineage."

  Shen Zhaoxuan's praise was extremely sincere, but Ning Feng felt a bit unconvincing, thinking to himself: "Could it be related to the Jiukong Stone? The Soul Realm is derived from it, and now it's still rooted in my soul, how could it not be related?"

  This question can't be asked out loud, so Ning Feng could only silently get rich.

  The sky was a bit late, the sunset ignited the fire to burn the clouds, and the cloud sea in front of the two brothers was also dyed, layer by layer, thread by thread, five colors and ten colors, dazzling and dreamy.

  "Junior brother."

  Shen Zhaoxuan's voice entered her ears, and Ning Feng's heart moved slightly as she raised her head to look over.

  His expression was solemn, his voice thick and heavy, completely different from his usual self. The warm and gentle aura that had always surrounded him was gone, replaced by a deep and majestic presence, as stable as a mountain.

  "Did you see it clearly?"

  Five words without a head or brain, Shen Zhaoxuan gazed at Ning Feng's eyes and said in a deep voice.

  Ning Feng didn't ask back, slowly closing his eyes, and in his mind flashed the scenes of Tian Yunzi's various great methods, memories of which emerged one by one, with a deep feeling, he nodded:

  "Look carefully, but I don't know what great method Master has transformed into?"

  Shen Zhaoxuan stood up tall, standing against the wind, with the tip of his foot an inch from the cliff, facing the vast sky and sea of clouds, and softly chanting:

  "Heavenly fire sweeps across the sun and wind."

  Suddenly, a gust of wind blew before his eyes, and it seemed as if he saw Tianyunzi's palm pushing out, with the majestic sun wind blowing across the universe.

  "Nine-Refined Blood Yang Purple Gold Body."

  Above the sun, golden skeletons roar towards the sky, reborn in flesh and blood, with a divine aura still before one's eyes.

  "I have nine methods and thirteen transformations in the Temple of the Sun God."

  "Heavenly Fire Sweeps Across the Sun Wind, Among the Nine Palaces of the Divine Abode, the Sixth Orthodox Method."

  "Nine Refinements of Blood and Yang, Transforming into a Purple Golden Body, The Eighth Orthodox Method."

  The gentle breeze murmured repeatedly the names of these two great Dharma methods, while in his heart he combined the strange phenomena that occurred when he was transforming with Tianyunzi, and firmly remembered the feeling at that time.

  Shen Zhaoxuan's chanting voice continued, every note that came out of his mouth seemed to contain some kind of power, forcing the sea of clouds to surge and the clear wind not daring to blow.

  "Righteous fire samadhi, golden crow refining nine heavens."

  "Nine Laws Thirteen Transformations, Eleventh Transformation, Golden Crow Transformation."

  Ning Feng saw in his mind the Golden Crow spreading its wings and flying straight up to the Ninth Heaven, enveloped by a fierce flame that wanted to melt the Milky Way.

  "Seven colors of the rainbow, one breath spanning the vast sky."

  "Third Transformation, Rainbow Transformation, is also the second escape art of Shen Gong, Rainbow Art!"

  A long rainbow, in an instant, from this side of the sky, connected to that end of the earth, spanning thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

  ……

  ……

  Shen Zhaoxuan spoke in a flowing and melodious tone, as if singing or chanting, about the profound essence of the Sun God Temple, which was condensed from the blood and sweat of countless predecessors in various orthodox Dharma and great magical techniques.

  His words drifted away with the wind, and Ning Feng let out a long sigh, unaware that his forehead was covered in sweat.

  "Nine Laws Thirteen Transformations!"

  The gentle breeze was blowing, and he couldn't help but wonder, "I don't know if I'll be able to attain the ultimate goal in this life, or how many of the true teachings and magical arts I'll be able to master."

  "Wait..."

  He suddenly remembered something and turned back to look at Shen Zhaoxuan, puzzled: "Senior brother, the last thing Master said was..."

  As Ning Feng asked this question, he couldn't help but think of that one brilliant sun and the Temple of the Sun God, the only existence in the world.

  Shen Zhaoxuan's body was not straight, his expression solemn, and he spoke word by word: "Tai... Yang... Fa!"

  "Taiyang Fa?"

  "Not bad, the Sun God Temple's Nine Transformations and Thirteen Evolutions, the first orthodox method, is also the root of all temple techniques - the Sun Method!"

  Shen Zhaoxuan's speech accelerated, and he unwittingly revealed a kind of fervor, a kind of desolation.

  Two contrasting emotions mixed together, making Ning Feng's memory of Shen Zhaoxuan at this moment still vivid, and many years later, after time had passed and circumstances had changed, he would often recall it, unable to forget.

  At this moment, he is like a great father's child, proud of his father's glory, yet lost because he cannot be like his father.

  "The Nine Methods and Thirteen Transformations, as well as all the great methods of the Divine Palace, were all transformed from the Taiyang Method by the ancestral masters of past generations, and given names."

  "The Taiyang Method originated from: Taihuang Jinque Shen Zhang, it was originally a heavenly grant, who else has the qualifications to name it?!"

  "It is the law of the sun, and the law of the sun can only be it!"

  Ning Feng didn't interrupt, but silently memorized every word Shen Zhaoxuan said, afraid of forgetting any sentence and the pride it contained.

  A moment of silence.

  Shen Zhaoxuan is in peacefulness, Ning Feng is in remembrance.

  Soon after, Shen Zhaoxuan gazed into Ning Feng's eyes once more and asked:

  "Did you see it clearly?"

  The same five words, except for tone and intonation, are no different from before.

  "Take a good look."

  Ning Feng slightly sank into contemplation, not thinking about what his senior brother had asked, but recalling the scene of Tian Yunzi sitting upright on a stone, speaking not a word, with every movement and gesture unfolding various great methods.

  。

  "I see the road behind clearly."

  Ning Feng slowly opened his mouth, from the first word he spoke without hesitation, like a clear stream flowing out of the mountains after rain, flowing quickly and smoothly.

  "Every move and every gesture gives rise to all phenomena; whether it is or isn't, depends on a single thought."

  "I want great freedom and self-at-ease, I must have great Dharma power and great spiritual penetration."

  Shen Zhaoxuan smiled and nodded, with a look of relief on his face.

  "I want all people under heaven to know that I have been here, and I will be like the bright sun, hanging high in the sky."

  "The sky is bright and clear, the great sun does not speak, who can ignore it?"

  "On a cold and quiet night, no matter how long it is, everyone knows that the sun will rise again tomorrow."

  The wind blows towards the summit of Tianyun Peak, with a sincere heart and righteous intention, he bows his head and pays respects: "Disciple thanks Master for pointing out the way forward."

  "Okay, okay, okay~"

  Shen Zhaoxuan clapped his hands and laughed, his loud laughter echoing on the lecture hall rocks, as if bound by an invisible force, lingering for a long time without dispersing.

  "Junior brother, if you can understand this point, then Master's efforts will not be in vain."

  He smiled and looked over at me for the third time with a serious expression, asking:

  "Did you see it clearly?"

  Their eyes met, and Ning Feng felt that Shen Zhaoxuan's gaze at this moment was extremely familiar, so familiar that it seemed to have just flashed before his eyes.

  Indeed, not long ago, he saw a similar gaze on another person and was completely absorbed in that thread of thought.

  That's: promise!

  Not Shen Zhaoxuan's promise, but Tianyun Peak's master, the teacher of the seven sons of Tianyun, and the endless promise of the Tianyun son.

  Ning Feng fell silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I've seen it clearly."

  "Just take a good look."

  Shen Zhaoxuan was different this time, without motivation, without pride, as if he was holding back, afraid of causing something.

  "He said faintly, 'Among the disciples of the Divine Palace, including the current master of the Nine Veins, and adding up all the other masters, only Master has taken the Taiyang Method as his foundation.'"

  "The rest of the seniors, including Master Shen Bu Yi, all entered the Tao through other orthodox Dharma methods in the Nine Laws and Thirteen Transformations, and then went back to practice Taiyang Law."

  "This difference of one step is like a chasm in the sky. Since heaven has only one sun, how can the Tao be subordinate to another?"

  "Hence, among all the disciples of the Temple of Spirits, only one person, the venerable master, has the possibility of perfecting the Sun Technique."

  Ning Feng couldn't help but interrupt and ask: "What about our generation?"

  Shen Zhaoxuan's eyes dimmed, and he said with difficulty: "One, also none."

  Ning Feng's heart was deeply shaken, and he finally truly understood the weight of Tian Yunzi's expectations.

  When he was silent, Shen Zhaoxuan gathered his emotions and smiled to comfort him: "Younger brother, don't think too much either. Try your best, that's all."

  "Actually..."

  He shook his head and said regretfully, "Including Brother, the four personal transmissions received by Master in front of him all started with studying Taihuang Jinque Shenzhang, trying to use Taiyang Fa as the fundamental method."

  "We all failed."

  Shen Zhaoxuan stretched out his hand and, with a sweep of his arm, encompassed the sea of clouds in front of him, as well as the mountains beyond the horizon, saying: "It's not just us; among the current disciples of the Divine Palace, who isn't like this, aside from a very small minority?"

  "We've all given up."

  Shen Zhaoxuan felt a bit bitter, a bit helpless, and a bit melancholic. He then regained his spirit and said to Ning Feng: "Junior brother, so you don't need to think too much either. Try it out, no regrets, no complaints is the way."

  "Even Master doesn't want to see you delay your own ascension path because of his expectations."

  The wind was still silent, nodding slowly. He didn't make any grand vows or promises, he just nodded very solemnly to indicate that he had received this expectation and would try his best.

  That's enough.

  Shen Zhaoxuan smiled with relief and patted Ning Feng's shoulder, standing side by side with him as they both unconsciously stood up, facing the sea of clouds.

  Looking at the clouds rolling in front of me, I still hear Brother Shifu's three questions echoing in my mind.

  The first question is about law.

  The second question is about the Tao.

  The third question is about willingness.

  Three questions clear, jointly formed a scroll of painting, slowly unfolding in front of Ning Feng.

  After a moment, Shen Zhaoxuan smiled warmly and said, "Younger brother, let's go back."

  "Tomorrow, I will personally escort you to Jingxiang Pavilion again and choose the first door method."

  Ning Feng took a deep breath, his face filled with joy, and walked down the lecture hall rock with Shen Zhaoxuan.

  "Right, younger brother, you see..."

  Shen Zhaoxuan had just started a conversation, and Ning Feng's face was already somewhat unsightly.

  "Still coming...... I didn't see anything else clearly..."

  Ning Feng's heart was racing, and Shen Zhaoxuan continued with the second half of his sentence: "...haven't you seen that Tian Xingfeng's Zeng Zuimei Shidi and Tian Ji peak's Bao Xi Shidi are both bruised and battered?"

  "I see."

  It wasn't asking that, Ning Feng let out a sigh of relief, and immediately thought of those two guys, still unable to help but smile.

  Their master took them as the most valued new disciples, bringing them to attend the Dharma assembly. The good fellow had a face that looked like he had just been beaten up, and even lost his own master's face. When they returned, they still didn't know how miserable they were.

  Shen Zhaoxuan was also smiling, seemingly feeling a bit embarrassed about gossiping behind their backs. Lowering his voice, he said: "Just now I heard that the two of them got into a fight over Chen Xiwei's junior sister from Tianze Peak. Apparently it was a case of rivalry and jealousy. Both Mountain Masters and the True Person of the Sect were extremely furious."

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng's footsteps couldn't help but pause for a moment, falling half a body length behind Shen Zhaoxuan.

  Shen Zhaoxuan hadn't realized it yet and continued laughing: "Younger brother, you said it's funny."

  "Amusing, but I'd rather beat them all up together."

  Ning Feng said calmly and quickly followed up with two steps.

  "What?"

  This time, Shen Zhaoxuan was not calm. He could completely imagine the scene where his own master's face turned as dark as a pot bottom, and it would definitely not be inferior to the three masters.

  Thinking of Shen Zhaoxuan makes me feel uneasy, if such a situation really occurs, this guide brother will have no face to see his master, and he hurriedly asked with concern: "Brother, you won't take it seriously, will you?"

  "Of course not."

  The response should be swift and decisive.

  Shen Zhaoxuan felt a sense of relief in his heart, and then he heard his own junior brother adding with an air of righteousness: "I alone can't beat the two of them."

  "Is it because of this reason that it won't work..."

  Shen Zhaoxuan was stunned for a moment, and this time he fell half a step behind Ning Feng.

  "No matter what, as long as our Tianyun Peak doesn't become a laughing stock of the divine palace like their Tianxing and Tianji sects, that's all that matters."

  Shen Zhaoxuan comforted himself like this and quickened his pace to keep up with his junior brother.

  Just as he was approaching, he heard a muttering voice from behind Ning Feng's back:

  "But then again, they don't quite match up, it's not necessarily a sure win, want to give it a try?"

  Shen Zhaoxuan's feet tangled, one stumble, if not for his astonishing cultivation, he would have become the first foundation-building expert to trip himself up.

  If that's the case, he can snatch the face of Tianyun Peak to every corner of the Divine Palace before Ningfeng has a chance to put his thoughts into practice.

  "Are you kidding me, little brother?"

  Yes.

  The backs of the two sworn brothers disappeared into the direction of the water clouds, and the clear wind brought intermittent conversation sounds:

  "Are you kidding me?"

  "Is it is it."

  "Are you kidding me?"

  “……”