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Chapter 8

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This "Mysterious Pearl Spirit-Sacrificing Art" far surpassed the "Taiyin Breathing and Wheel-Nurturing Scripture" in length, mainly expounding on how to use the mirror body to lead the Taiyin lunar radiance to condense the Mysterious Pearl talisman seed.

Planting this talisman seed into another person's dantian can help them cultivate. When that person achieves success in cultivation or dies, it can feed back to oneself, practicing Taiyin Mysterious Light...

It also included a "Reception Method," used to teach the person receiving the seed how to invite the Mysterious Pearl talisman seed out of the mirror and then nurture it in their dantian.

Lu Jiangxian was stunned, only feeling that this "Mysterious Pearl Spirit-Sacrificing Art" looked a bit evil, very much like the demonic arts in books. Pondering carefully, he read the technique from top to bottom, confirming that this Mysterious Pearl talisman seed was not only harmless to the recipient but also had many benefits.

"Mysterious Pearl Spirit-Sacrificing Art" was the innate magic art awakened by this mirror. The number of Mysterious Pearl talisman seeds that could be condensed depended on his spiritual sense power. Now, the Mysterious Pearl talisman seeds he could afford were only six.

Thinking of this, Lu Jiangxian moved his spiritual sense and scanned the Li family inside and out, from top to bottom, and couldn't help but sigh:

"What a big change!"

He had slept in the mirror for three years. Now the Li family had dug a pond and built a large courtyard—how prosperous! Li Changhu had even married a wife and grown a beard, looking like the new head of the Li family.

He urged the technique and scanned the Li family members, only to find—to his expectation yet disappointment—that no one possessed spiritual "apertures."

That is to say, if there were no accidents, the Li family members were destined to have no fate with immortality for life, spending their lives in the red dust. If they were lucky, they could live to seventy and die of old age.

Looking at the Li family members around him, Lu Jiangxian sighed and urged the technique.

"Father, look!" The Li brothers had already gathered around. Li Chijing had sharp eyes and called out.

Li Mutian hurriedly looked closely. White light flickered on the mirror surface, and small characters like fly heads appeared. He patted Li Chijing on the shoulder and said repeatedly:

"Get cloth, brush, and ink!"

The brothers hurriedly split up to get them. Fortunately, the Li family had built a study, equipped with the four treasures of the study eliminated by the teacher; otherwise, they would have had to go to the village entrance to get them.

Before long, Li Changhu took the cloth, and Li Tongya brought the wooden table with stationery. Fortunately, Li Chijing had already been waiting by the mirror, memorizing the preceding text that appeared and passed on the mirror surface.

Among the few, Li Chijing was the youngest but had read the most books, so Li Mutian let him hold the brush and transcribe all these small characters.

The "Reception Method" was quite long. Li Chijing held the brush and wrote for the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, his wrist aching. He had to change to Li Tongya to continue transcribing. Everyone watched from the side, fearing they would transcribe a character wrong.

Alternating back and forth like this, it took a full hour to finish.

Lu Jiangxian was also afraid that they would practice the technique wrong, so he displayed it three times, along with detailed annotations on some of the jargon in the Daoist techniques and several diagrams of the energy flow, and only slowly retracted the light after seeing them proofread it carefully.

"Reception Method."

Li Xiangping looked at the small characters on the book cloth and read slowly:

"The Mysterious Pearl is the true elixir. At the beginning of the first turn, the elixir descends into the heart-link, so it is said that the elixir cave is in the middle palace, and the elixir descends to become the first turn... After the elixir descends, close the breath for the nine marquis for one time, until nine times nine is eighty-one for nine times. Therefore, it is called the number of heavy nine..."

"This is an immortal technique!"

Li Changhu was both surprised and happy, wishing he could pick up the mirror and kiss it.

Several people suppressed their surprise, passed the technique around to read carefully, and memorized it silently along with the annotations in the scroll.

Li Xiangping's gaze swept rapidly across the book cloth and landed on the last few sentences.

"Speak of merit by time, do not fail the effect of faith, burn and transform according to the talisman, the body thanks Taiyin."

He repeated it in a low voice.

Li Mutian looked at the child who was bowing his head and not speaking, patted his head comfortingly, and said with a calm expression:

"Command the life and calm the spirit, serve the Dao and practice."

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Early morning, wisps of cooking smoke drifted over the roofs in the village, and a thin mist like light gauze permeated the air.

"Uncle Li, is there any happy event today?" Li Mutian hummed and walked past the field, hearing people in the field ask with a smile.

Li Mutian lowered his head and saw it was his nephew Ye Chengfu. This child was honest and simple, but his speech was also clever.

"The green ears of this field look pleasing!" Li Mutian laughed and responded.

There were four major surnames in Mount Lijing Village: Ye, Tian, Li, and Liu. The Ye surname was the largest in Mount Lijing Village. More than 30% of the villagers were surnamed Ye. If they could be twisted into a rope, it would also be not to be underestimated.

"Whoa, that's because of the happy spirit of Brother Changhu!" Ye Chengfu supported the hoe with both hands and answered respectfully.

"You brat, you really know how to talk!"

Li Mutian was waiting for the Ren family to give birth to an heir before appropriately revealing some news. Ren Shi family was someone who could keep her mouth shut. Living under the same roof, being overly secretive would instead cause gaps.

"Tongya is unwilling to marry, and Xiangping is also at the age." Li Mutian twisted his beard, counting the households in the village.

Li Tongya and the brothers were carefully studying the "Guidance Method" in the courtyard, while Li Changhu had patrolled the fields early in the morning and hurried back to the courtyard to study with his brothers.

Only he, this old man, felt that he was old and his thoughts were not as good as before, so he gave up the immortal technique and went to the field to watch.

First, someone had to manage the worldly affairs of this secular world; otherwise, there would be nowhere to settle the expenses for food and drink. Second, it was also to guard against anyone who didn't have long eyes secretly climbing the wall to peek.

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Li family.

Lu Jiangxian's spiritual sense fell on Li Tongya and the three who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed in the courtyard. Faint white light suddenly appeared on the tops of their heads.

Li Chijing's white hair was the longest, about eight inches, shining brightly. Li Tongya and Li Xiangping were six inches and five inches respectively, and Li Changhu was only three inches long.

The white hair manifested during the first practice of the "Reception Method" represented the degree of fit between this person and the Mysterious Pearl talisman seed. One with one foot of white hair who swallows the talisman seed can be like a person with spiritual apertures.

Li Chijing's white hair was eight inches, so he could reach 80% of the cultivation speed of a person with spiritual apertures, while Li Changhu's white hair was only three inches, and his cultivation speed was only 30% of that of a person with spiritual apertures.

That is to say, Li Changhu's cultivation for a whole day couldn't compare to others' cultivation for four hours...

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