By the time Chen Yu said goodbye to Master Liu and came all the way to find him, Yu Laodao had already been sitting on the Yuanyang Peak for half the night. He hadn't closed his eyes for several hours. His face seemed to be full of fatigue, his eye sockets were red and slightly swollen, and he looked like he was worried.
Why on earth... He couldn't figure it out. He had clearly condensed the breath in Changfeng, Yuxuan, Chize and other acupoints. It was definitely a power beyond the ordinary. However, when the old Taoist priest came back to his senses, he wanted to follow it again.
As expected, he slowly figured it out, using the breathing method to trigger the resonance of the acupoints, and when he absorbed the substances contained in the elixir with the harmonious flow of Qi and blood, he suddenly discovered that the remaining rhyme in his body seemed to be too strong.
I can't mobilize it no matter what... I have no choice.
Yu Qimeng tried his best to activate the Nameless Breathing Technique with all his strength. His arms were almost cut off, but he still couldn't really revive the breath.
""The Wonderful Record of Yuhua Dongting" says that the North Point dissociates, resolves Yin ulcers, and the Qi mysteriously ascends to the surrounding area... The method of pouring Qi into the point is inspired by it, but why is the last step not fully done?"
Yu Qimeng recalled the thousands of Taoist scriptures in his memory. There were mysteries of spiritual practice by his predecessors, some left behind by casual cultivators who enlightened the world, some gifted by experts from big sects, and some who traveled north and south to write their own enlightenment... The sparks of his thoughts collided.
All kinds of sacred scriptures and wonderful methods emerge and are intertwined into a mass that is difficult to separate and understand.
How to get over this level?
The old Taoist priest was thinking hard, and the boy held the book next to him and recited the morning lesson. Western Europe only has consciousness.
Without sinking for too long, he reconsidered the whole process of last night, reviewed the pictures and texts, and kept deleting them. He also took out several sheets of talisman paper to draw and sketch. As he was writing, he wrapped a small piece of elixir grass in his mouth and swallowed it.
middle.
The ancient "Ten Thousand Talisman Dragon Land Method" is the true method of Taiping Dao. Yu Qimeng also knows a thing or two, and he happened to use it today. Even if it is a heretic in the eyes of other Qingwei Taoists, he is not taboo about it. After trying it, it is
Spit it out a few times.
He frowned and looked at the dark-yellow talisman paper wrapped wetly around the elixir - it had no effect, or in other words, it was more useless than taking it directly. The sandy feel of the paper mixed with the irritating smell outlined by cinnabar made it difficult for him to
I managed to close my eyes and calm down, but in the end I couldn't extract even a ray of spiritual light.
Is it possible that it was not dipped in blood?
With the thought, Yu Qimeng quickly shook his head in denial. Don't look at the Taiping Dao legal talisman knot grass that is currently popular in the mountains. He plays with wind and water and promotes the mountain talisman sect. However, the real Taiping Dao does not pay attention to those weird and weird things.
The reason why the rules are repeated by the gods is that they are done for more and wider believers after they are passed down from generation to generation.
The reason for this is that Qi Meng knew it in his heart, but it just fell back in front of him. The talisman seemed to be of no use. He was pondering whether he should try the mercury elixir technique of the Danding method again.
He knew a little bit about the Four Methods and Four Meridians, which were very popular in the world.
However, the elixir in his hand was like a stubborn stone. No matter how hard he manipulated it, it was impervious to water and fire. Except for a wisp of breath drawn by the unknown breathing method, there was no movement at all, as if he was dead.
Just as the old Taoist priest was struggling and the male and female Taoist boys on both sides were looking curiously, a ray of blue light flew from the distance.
It is difficult to see with the naked eye, except for the sudden white clouds on both sides leaving some traces.
But no one cares.
Chen Yu arrived a little later - he was delayed for more than half a day. He left Futian and went to Guangyong alone to look around. He turned into a rainbow and flew away, mainly to take a look at the current status of the soul seed that he had surrendered. .
By the way, I discovered that some sect forces seem to have collected a lot of spiritual plants. Although they have no proper way to maintain or use them, without knowing the details, all parties instinctively refer to ancient books and just select some so-called peach trees. , Objects such as sandalwood and jade are used to contain spiritual plants. However, no matter what the material of the box that has not sealed the spell, it is difficult to retain much spirituality in the face of the great filtering effect of heaven and earth.
In just over a month, he observed that nearly 20% of the spiritual plants had shown signs of withering.
The rest are in the same bad condition, and will rot and decay sooner or later.
"It seems that there were still too many spiritual plants stored in the formation, and a lot was wasted."
In fact, Chen Yu had high expectations for these forces that had harvested spiritual plants. After all, a brand-new plant appeared in front of him, with new and unknown medicinal power. As a result, each one of them regarded it as a treasure, or they were reluctant to use it and wished it could be passed down from generation to generation. It has been passed down to descendants for thousands of generations, or it has been used indiscriminately.
I pieced together a lot of so-called "fairy materials", "heaven and earth medicine", "fairy roots and spiritual roots"... In short, after boiling it in a big pot, all that was left was a mess of sticky residue that was unsightly.
"People at the foot of the mountain have abundant spiritual thoughts. Unlike cucumbers, the spiritual plants they obtain are mainly spring millet and autumn sword wheat, mixed with several shrubs and wild fruit spiritual plants that have little variation. These spiritual plants are difficult to resist human thoughts. Spirituality is mixed faster under the impact of the majestic ocean, and it will quickly collapse."
The mortal world is not suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, nor is it suitable for spiritual practice.
At least Chen Yu's method of practice cannot be famous in the world of mortals. The human thoughts here are too strong, and on the first day after breaking through the barrier and awakening, they will be washed away by the torrent of human thoughts and everything will be wiped out.
He was glad that he had figured out the path on the mountain.
Otherwise, you will have to face more constraints.
Just like Yu Qimeng in front of me.
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The other party was still deep in thought, and the Taoist boys left. Chen Yu walked past the two companions, and heard them whispering to each other. It was nothing more than that during this period, his master was a little indulged in exploring the way forward, and he was confused for a while. The loosening of classes and discipline surprised the male and female Taoists.
The two of them didn't see Chen Yu, and he didn't pay attention to the old Taoist priest who was wandering in all directions and thinking like a spring.
Walked straight towards the four-story pavilion.
I still remember that there was an interior scene here. After getting into it, I harvested a book monster. I broke it into pieces and fished out a ruler. He later used it to feed the soul.
"I haven't been here for a few months. I wonder if there are any new books or classics."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Entering the building, I glanced at a corner and saw a few fluorite scattered, and the futon fell in the shadow.
The other party has been here for this short period of time? Chen Yu couldn't help but shake his head, lamenting that Yu Qimeng forgot to eat and sleep, he was indeed a person who was eager to seek the truth.
Just as he thought, he is someone who is willing to work hard.
"Throughout the ages, there have been three types of people who have sought Taoism and cultivated mysteries: birth, old age, illness and death, living under others for a long time, and turmoil and chaos."
But there is another category, such as Yu Qimeng, who seeks mysteries only to solve puzzles. In the words of the other party, they know that the mysteries of the unknown world are endless, and that humans are boundless.
In fact, there are times when the old Taoist priest and Chen Yu are quite similar. Both of them pursue the unknown, and their curiosity about everything in the world drives them forward.
But there is a difference. Chen Yu is actually very afraid of trouble and is a real slacker, but Yu Qimeng is different. The reason why he rarely goes down the mountain is because he is very aware of his own weight.
A half-century old man, depleted of vitality and blood, no longer able to wander around in the world, simply lived in seclusion to practice Taoism to nourish his mind.
This is true for Taoism, and it is true for the world.
"This is a man who is unwilling to be lonely. He will definitely do something after he succeeds in seeking the truth."
In fact, Chen Yu didn't know that even if he hadn't really become famous, the old Taoist priest was still trying to contact all parties and borrowed a large sum of money to help him study.
In the pavilion, he looked through it carefully. There were not many new books, but a few pieces of papyrus fell on the ground. Chen Yu picked them up and glanced at them briefly.
Huh?
Looking at the detailed pictures and text on it, his expression slowly changed, and his eyes gradually became more interested.
I didn't take a closer look just now. Has Yu Xiu already explored this step? And the recent records seem to be half successful?
He walked out of the pavilion and looked at the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the grass. He was very interested for a moment.
Chen Yu had a hunch that this trip might not be in vain!