When you are immersed in your practice, time is always fast.

In a blink of an eye, it was four or five days after Xu Ming and his two first practice. It was different from what Feng Yi and his senior brother Liang Wence expected at the beginning. He originally thought that Feng Yi would find it difficult to enter into meditation but could untie it as the practice deepened. But until now, Feng Yi's practice progress was almost inched, and he was even troubled by many distracting thoughts. He was even much worse in his usual mental state.

On the other hand, Xu Ming, after a few days, his practice has gradually improved.

No matter how dull Feng Yidian was, he realized that there must be something wrong with his own practice.

Looking at Liang Wence, who was frowning and thinking about his own faults and seeking a solution, Feng Yi did not expect that he was so responsible and was moved for a moment. After thinking about it, he tentatively said: "Senior Brother."

"Hmm?" Liang Wence raised his head and frowned, "Why did you stop?"

Feng Yi said, "I want to read the scriptures." Before Liang Wence asked questions in confusion, he explained on his own, "Senior brother, practicing is always unable to calm down and concentrate, so that distracting thoughts arise and difficult to enter into samadhi. Perhaps reading the Taoist scriptures can calm my mind."

"Nonsense!" Feng Yi was stunned. He didn't expect that he had just said something and was scolded by Senior Brother Liang. "Not to mention that your top priority now is to practice diligently. Just the obscure and profound Taoist scriptures can't be understood by you, a child who is only ten years old? If you were wasted time by wasting in vain, where would you have the opportunity to regret it?"

——So that's how it is.

Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but he had another kind of entanglement in his heart, because he found that he could not solve the crux of this problem. He could not tell him that he was not far away from his two generations of age, right?

"Senior brother, what I have taught is the lesson!"

In desperation, Feng Yi had to continue to "practice" as usual.

Time flies, and suddenly it is like flowing water. When Feng Yi reacted, he had already gone up the mountain to practice for one month. However, this month's practice made him and Liang Wence a little doubt about life, because compared to Xu Ming who could already circulate his true energy to transport the Great Zhoutian, he still could not solve the problem of entering into meditation.

Liang Wence had already had an idea in his mind - Could it be that Junior Brother Feng actually does not have the qualifications to practice Taoism? Is it because the master was a bit of a mistake this time?

But he could only keep this idea in his heart and did not dare to say it.

On this day, Shang Zhengliang, the first Shang Ming in Chaoyang, suddenly became thoughtful and asked Liang Wence about the progress of his two disciples who had just climbed the mountain. Liang Wence first talked about Xu Ming. When he heard that Xu Ming had already stepped on the right path and was able to operate the Great Zhoutian alone, Shang Zhengliang felt very relieved and his face was full of spirit.

But when he asked Feng Yi again, Liang Wence was a little hesitant and didn't know how to answer.

"What, is there anything you can't say directly?" Shang Zhengliang said with a little strange.

Among the two disciples of Xu Ming and Feng Yi, he actually prefers the taciturn Feng Yi. Although he doesn't have long contact with him on weekdays, Feng Yi doesn't like to show his temperament. But Shang Zhengliang has such a wise eye. He has long seen Feng Yi's inner beauty and knows that although he is young, his mind, perseverance, etc. are outstanding. If not, how could Shang Zhengliang appreciate him at first glance among the many beggars?

"Master, I'm stupid!" Liang Wence felt guilty and felt that he had failed to do the guidance matters assigned by his master, so he should first sue him and then slowly say, "In fact, Junior Brother Feng has never even crossed the threshold for his practice."

"What's going on? Let's talk about it in detail!" Shang Zhengliang frowned, his tone involuntarily aggravated, and even his body emitted a faint pressure like a mountain, causing Liang Wence to swallow quietly. It turned out that Shang Zhengliang misunderstood that his little apprentice was being troubled.

However, when Liang Wence explained the various things one by one, Shang Zhengliang was full of doubts and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

Liang Wence hurriedly said, "Disciples dare not speak nonsense! If the master can take action personally, he will definitely be able to relieve his junior brother's difficulties!"

Shang Zhengliang looked at him, and saw that it was not like a fake, so he couldn't help but be surprised. He suddenly stood up and walked out, and said as he walked, "Then let's go and take a look with me!"

Linkefeng disciple residence, Beiyuan.

Shang Zhengliang frowned, stroked his chin and beard on his hands, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Yi, who was practicing in front of him. He had been moving for more than half an hour. Feng Yi, who should have entered the state of "entering meditation" early, had his eyes trembled involuntarily, his expression changed on his face, and he could not even abandon his external perception, and obviously he had not entered the state at all.

Liang Wence stood beside him, looking at Feng Yi for a while, and then looking at Master for a while, his heart was quite complicated.

At this moment, Shang Zhengliang, who had not been moving, suddenly stood up, pointed his right hand and pointed his sword at Feng Yi's forehead. Feng Yi felt the touch and moved subconsciously. Shang Zhengliang immediately shouted: "Closing the mind, emptying the body and mind, and using the method to enter into meditation!"

"Yes, teacher—"

“No need to answer!”

Feng Yi slowly exhaled a breath and tried his best not to let himself be disturbed by the outside world. He practiced without any progress for a whole month. Not to mention Liang Wence, even Feng Yi himself began to doubt whether he was really not qualified to practice. The longing and expectation when he went up the mountain had long become worried about gains and losses, which greatly affected his mood during his practice.

Today, Shang Zhengliang arrived in person, and Feng Yi felt even more stressed.

Fortunately, Shang Zhengliang pointed out that finger, and Feng Yi felt a cool and refreshing breath coming into his mind wherever his forehead touched, as if a dry wilderness penetrated into a clear spring, and he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

And after this comfort, my mind suddenly became clear.

Feng Yi knew that the opportunity was rare, so he quickly used the secret of cultivation to be empty and silent in order to enter into meditation. At the beginning, Feng Yi was in excellent condition, and indeed slowly felt the "etheless" state that Senior Brother Liang Wence said in his usual words, "it seems to be awake but not awake", "it seems to be asleep but not sleep", but also clear-headed.

Unfortunately, this state has not lasted.

Feng Yi, who was practicing, had been in his practice for a long time, suddenly a little ripples appeared in his calm and ethereal heart, and several inexplicable scenes flashed in his mind. Feng Yi quickly tried to empty his mind, but it seemed like it was just a beginning. Then one memory after another that had been buried deep surged up, gradually increasing, and becoming the same as before.

Empty and meditation can no longer be maintained.

Then Feng Yi felt the fingers on his forehead retract, and then a sentence from his master Shang Zhengliang: "How could it be - wake up." Feng Yi opened his eyes and saw his master Shang Zhengliang's expression of grim grim grimly, just like the past Senior Brother Liang.

Looking at Liang Wence next to him, Senior Brother Liang inexplicably turned his gaze and sighed quietly.

In Liang Wence's mind, Feng Yi's next fate was almost determined - even if Master himself could not help, wasn't it the best proof? Sure enough, Junior Brother Feng really didn't have any qualifications to practice! He was even worse than ordinary people!

If an ordinary person has the opportunity to obtain the supreme true method of "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao", he may be able to complete the meditation after practicing hard for a month! But the master's carefully selected Yicai cannot do it! Unexpectedly, it turns out that Master also misunderstood.

Not knowing what fate would be when waiting for Junior Brother Feng, Liang Wence quietly looked at Feng Yi, who was silent and sighed in his heart. Could it be that Junior Brother Feng will become the first person to be sent down the mountain? Well, that's right. If the road to cultivation is so great, going down the mountain for an ordinary life is not a good choice.

Shang Zhengliang naturally didn't know what his apprentice was thinking.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly turned around and walked out, only to the door, and seemed to remember something, saying: "Feng Yi, today's practice will come to this for the time being. Let's go back and think about it carefully, and I will try protecting you tomorrow!"

Feng Yi had not answered yet, but Liang Wence next to him spoke out "ah".

Shang Zhengliang's eyes turned around and saw that he was stunned, he said inexplicably: "What?"

It turned out that when Liang Wence heard the first half of the sentence "Today is over", he sighed in his heart and guessed that it was indeed good. The practice of one day ended in just one hour. What else could it be if he was not discouraged and gave up? With such thoughts, he heard the next half of the sentence completely turned around, and he couldn't help but speak out without being surprised.

"No, nothing, Master." Liang Wence made a very quick mind. "Does I want to ask, will you come with the Dharma protector tomorrow?"

Shang Zhengliang smiled comfortably and praised, "You are a responsible person. I will give you the introductory practice to you. I have chosen the right person. - If you are coming tomorrow, then come together!"

When Shang Zhengliang left, Liang Wence was still a little confused. After a while, he realized that he had not given up! Master really valued Junior Brother Feng.

So, one day, two days.

When his master Shang Zhengliang failed for three consecutive days and his master Shang Zhengliang inexplicably insisted on practicing as Feng Yi's Dharma Protector every day, Liang Wence doubted his life without any surprise and was inexplicably jealous. Even the look of his eyes at Feng Yi changed from the previous sigh to inexplicable melancholy.

Why, I was the first one - cough. But Liang Wence was quite agile after all, and he had been protecting the Dharma for several days in a row, and even used the precious "Shen Shen Pill" yesterday. It should be noted that this thing is precious, and after taking it, you can continue to enter deep cultivation. One day is enough to match the six or seven days of hard practice in the past!

So Liang Wence couldn't help but ponder. Could it be that there is something I haven't noticed about Junior Brother Feng?

Not to mention Liang Wence's efforts to figure out Shang Zhengliang's intentions, as the protagonist of this incident, Feng Yi was greatly touched by Shang Zhengliang's efforts to help him for several days, but he never made any breakthroughs. Feng Yi himself lost confidence first. In other words, he was unwilling to cause trouble for those who cared about him.

"Master!"

When Shang Zhengliang was about to leave again, Feng Yi called him.

Shang Zhengliang turned around in confusion, and saw Feng Yi get up from the cushion, kneel down and bow respectfully, and said sincerely and sincerely: "Disciple has troubled Master! - But if the disciple really has no chance to practice Taoism, the master does not need to force him for the disciple--"

"Well, I understand."

Before Feng Yi finished speaking, Shang Zhengliang interrupted him first and then left directly.

"Don't think about it randomly. Let's wait until the teacher checks the classics tomorrow, and then talk about other things."

——

Qingyuan Peak.

In the Sutra Pavilion, Shang Zhengliang was flipping a volume of classics. He stopped reading carefully when he found the content he needed, and from time to time he talked to himself and frowned and meditated.

"interesting."

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

Shang Zhengliang turned around in shock, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the visitor, saying, "Uncle Master, can't you even make a sound when you walk?"

The person who came was an old Taoist, with white hair and wrinkled face. He wore a gray sermon robe on his body, but it looked empty because of his slim body. Even those eyes were slightly cloudy.

Seeing that, the old Taoist's mouth was twitching and said with a smile: "You are too cautious, and you have to blame the old Taoist? But you have been to this Sutra Pavilion since you succeeded as the first real person?" Shang Zhengliang was scolded and had to smile awkwardly. "Why, when you encounter a problem today, you remember the Sutra Pavilion?"

Shang Zhengliang put together the scroll and stood up to bow to him first, then said, "I encountered a difficult problem. At first, I couldn't figure it out, but I just found out my guess and had to ask the ancestors of all generations for advice." Speaking of this, Shang Zhengliang's expression became strange, as if he was surprised and had some excitement. He said-
Chapter completed!