The Taoist in front of him looked blank and did not answer.
Chen Yu looked at it carefully several times and sighed slowly. After all, it was not him. After a bunch of thoughts were intercepted and combined, the result was still not flexible at all.
After thinking for a while, he estimated what he had seen when collecting the fragments and the scenes revealed around him, and changed the question and continued to ask, "Does Taoist Master Yu know true martial arts?"
I don't know if something has really been touched, but the old Taoist's expression remained stagnant, but he slowly spoke.
"My Taoist friends are blessed. I have heard the name of Zhenwu for a long time. Only when I see it today can I know the mystery of the Tao. The name of the noble veins matches the reality, which makes the poor Taoist know a lot."
Seeing the other party's response, he was about to ask again. However, he heard that the Taoist in front of him had blurred eyes and looked straight past him to the rear. He was chattering endlessly, as if he was answering someone rigidly.
"I am a poor man from the southwest. I have admired Zhenwu for a long time, and I have always heard that the combination of Zhenwu and Sha, and the two methods of Dan and Cauldron, go hand in hand, are the best in the world. I also ask Qingjingzi to give me advice."
Qingjingzi? Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this moment should be a flashback to his experience in Zhenwu Mountain when he was practicing.
Is the scene reappearing... But after cleaning up the complex thoughts he intercepted, there are many things left. After piecing it together, not only is there a section of Zhenwu Mountain, but I don't know how this illusory veteran will behave.
Originally I just wanted to experiment with a few small methods in the spiritual field, but I never thought that this memory incarnation seemed really strange.
In front of the old Taoist, Chen Yu looked at his nose and heart and kept silent, hoping to see the other party's reaction after receiving no response.
"..."
Unexpectedly, the veteran paused for a moment and then continued talking to himself, as if someone was really answering one-on-one.
"Today our argument does not directly point to the Tao. This argument is too arrogant. We should first say that the wind has stopped and the rain has calmed down, and then study the mystery of the scriptures..."
"The art of protecting the Tao? If you are not good at what you have learned, then you will not be embarrassed."
"... What the fellow Taoist said is very true. I once saw a sage's comment that said: "Chipflies wander in the clouds, and three rivers are difficult to cross. Only a hundred rivers converge and come out of the nine heavens. What do you mean by these nine heavens?"
"In ancient times, there was the "Eastern God's Guanqiao Hundred Meridians" passed down by Zhenyang Zhenjun. According to it, the nine palaces should be at the head. What Taoist friends said may need more discussion... "Pingjing Taihang Zhang"? That's just Qianyang
Most of the writings written by disciples of the sixth generation in the Taoist lineage are false and have strong overtones of gods and monsters, and cannot be believed to be true."
"..."
As he listened, Chen Yu looked strange. Because the old Taoist priest really recited large paragraphs of words and sentences. At first, he understood them carefully, but later he found that there were too many words that he couldn't understand.
Taoist terminology was written by famous writers, but he had never heard of it at all. He stood in front of the old Taoist like an elm head, dumbfounded.
That's all, Chen Yu smiled, a wave of energy rushed over the other person, and the calm voice stopped abruptly the next moment.
Let's get down to business. He sat facing each other, gently moved his spiritual power closer to the other person, and blended a small part of it with the other person.
Seeing the silver light mixed into mottled colors, he threw this ball into the illusory portrait.
After a moment of brilliance, the old Taoist closed his eyes tightly at first, and then opened them again after the brilliance faded.
The smart eyes had not yet bloomed, leaving only a sudden bewilderment. The figure collapsed in an instant and turned into foam and scattered.
The outside world, Yuanyang Peak.
Um?!
Yu Qi shook violently and his body suddenly bounced off the ground. The movement was so big that it startled the children on both sides.
The old Taoist couldn't care less about the confusion and surprise of the two people. The doubts in his own head were now gushing out like spring water and it was difficult to stop.
Looking around, it took a long time to calm down.
That...hallucination just now?
But in the past few days, Guanzhong has not sent the golden elixir up the mountain, and he is not unfamiliar with the golden elixir cauldron, so it is impossible for him to come up with the elixir that will poison himself. Could it be that something went wrong while meditating? He thought silently for a while.
A pair of white eyebrows are knitted into a ball.
However, the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong.
It seemed as if a vague figure fell in front of me, gradually getting closer.
The human figure... Yu Qimeng sat down cross-legged, performed the exercises and breathed in several Maha Zhou Tians, and silently recited the Heart Sutra, but in the chaos of his thoughts, the figure became clearer and closer.
And he waved his hand!
The old Taoist's eyes widened, and he could no longer maintain his steady state. The surrounding scene suddenly changed like origami, the mountain forest dojo crumpled into a fist, and when it unfolded, it turned into a mountain of pavilions and pavilions everywhere.
Wow! It burst again in an instant, and the clouds and mist gathered slowly and slowly, as if they had fallen from the clouds and appeared in the world.
hiss--
This hallucination was unheard of! Yu Qi turned his head sharply, but when he saw Yue'er and Yao'er, they both looked puzzled. He took a deep breath and suppressed his mood.
He must have gone crazy!
If not...
"The Lord Dao appears?"
Regarding the dream entrusted by the Taoist Lord, Yu Qimeng, who was not sure whether it was true or not, stood up silently and went to the inner hall under the curious eyes of the two boys. He walked out again after a while, but his clothes had been changed and he looked more formal.
He holds a ruler and a scripture in his hand.
"Disciple, please retreat first. I feel something unexpected for my master. I want to pray and offer my blessings to Lord Lingqu Wenyue."
After sending the boy away, the old Taoist came to a corner of the mountain, where a simple hall was located.
After entering it, he set up his posture and began to perform the method.
On the other side, Chen Yu withdrew his thoughts and withdrew from the other party's consciousness. At this time, there was no one in front of him, and the veteran was doing it smoothly.
While sorting out the harvest, he considered whether there were any mistakes or omissions in Yu Qimeng's previous actions in the spiritual realm. After confirming that there were no omissions, he was completely relieved.
"There are too many loopholes in the spiritual thinking of ordinary people. It seems that the door has been opened. If you are a little stronger, you can enter and exit freely at a small price."
This attempt also reminded him that his spirit needs to be protected more.
Of course, all the miscellaneous things in Yu Qimeng's spirit have been put to an end. Whether they are illusions or aggregates, they have been smoothed away by him and will no longer appear again at this time.
And because some distracting thoughts were inevitably guided and washed away during the shuttle process, the Taoist priest is expected to be quiet for a while in the future.
This is not permanent and will recover within a few days.
"Cleansing the spirit, this is also a good way to awaken oneself. There is no need to spend as much time and energy as before using various methods, including mutated peaches and pears."
Chen Yu felt that he could follow this idea and improve it after returning. His spiritual power was pure enough, but his consciousness was still frivolous. If he could refine and cleanse it in this way, he might not be able to feed his spirit back.
But speaking of the biggest gain this time, it is the massive Taoist scrolls that this veteran Taoist master has accumulated over decades.
Chen Yu did not steal his understanding of the scriptures. Because people's thoughts fluctuate, it is difficult to get what you want from the vast thinking. Some of the annotations stuck to the memory of the Taoist scriptures are from the past two years.
Some were written more than ten years ago and contain many inconsistencies, with the latter often being corrections to the former.
He had his own understanding of Taoism, even though he was a Taoist priest with only half a bucket of water, so he only copied a copy of the Taoist book in the other person's memory and left the others alone.
"Taking it without telling anyone is called stealing."
I originally thought about discussing with the old Taoist priest about borrowing books. After all, it would take him no less than a few years to collect so many books at the foot of the mountain, so it was a convenience.
However, despite trying many things, he failed to keep the other party's mind active, and all he could condense was a dull incarnation.
In the end, he left a message and informed the other party of his 'theft'.
For this he also paid his own reward——
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