Chapter 8: The Way of Breathing, The Shadow Coffin and the Seductive Sedan
At midnight, the moonlight was cold and the village was lifeless.
Jiang Wuji followed Gong Shan towards the ancestral hall.
When passing through some alleys, you can occasionally see wisps of mist floating around.
"Wuji, I did go overboard in some areas before, but I did it for everyone's benefit."
"How can we control it without some harsh measures? As long as we can send away the god of plague, everything is worth it."
"Now that you have become the founding disciple of the village chief, can you give me a nice word? I don't ask for anything else, let alone your junior brother, even if I am your apprentice or grandson..."
Gong Shan slowed down his pace, deliberately walked behind Jiang Wuji, and bowed his waist.
Jiang Wuji glanced at him and asked: "Cun... Master, is he really that powerful?"
"Wuji, it's not surprising that you don't know about this. After all, the village chief didn't deliberately do anything to show his holiness in front of others."
Gong Shan wiped the pus from his chin and continued: "But the village chief really knows strange magic and possesses magical powers!"
"Supernatural power?"
"You know there's a big epidemic in the village, why are we still here, instead of escaping like you?" Gong Shan asked.
Jiang Wuji thought about it for a moment and said, "You said there are big insects and beasts outside the village. If you go out, you will die."
"Yes! But in fact, those are not beasts at all, but evil spirits!"
Jiang Wuji was stunned: "Evil spirit?"
Gong Shan said solemnly: "When I was keeping vigil, a giant insect with a human face rushed into the village and wanted to eat me. Guess what happened?"
"The village chief used the copper coin sword in his hand and chopped off the tiger's head with one strike!"
"Also, you know the fool in the blacksmith shop, right? He met Huang Pizi before and asked for a seal, and the village chief took action to solve it."
"If it weren't for the village chief, let alone the epidemic, we wouldn't be alive today just because of the evil spirits outside the village!"
Jiang Wuji frowned and said, "Why have I never heard of these things?"
"The village chief didn't let us say it, but your parents knew it before they were alive. They were probably afraid of scaring you, so they didn't say anything."
Gong Shan said: "After all, the village chief also said that the plague alone has made it difficult for everyone to sleep and eat. If they know that there is evil outside the village, some people may not be able to think about it and hang themselves from the beams of their own homes."
"Therefore, the village chief told us to keep silent and only said that there were big insects and beasts outside the village."
Naturally, Jiang Wuji would not completely believe what Gong Shan said.
But thinking about the wedding and funeral that I encountered yesterday, it seems that I can't refute the idea that there is evil outside the village.
No matter what, this village chief should be more or less capable.
Maybe... I can really become an immortal?
…
Not long after, the ancestral hall arrived.
The dim moonlight made the place a bit eerie, and the strange and skinny old man made it even more scary.
Gong Shan retreated out of the door knowingly, and the village chief's hoarse voice sounded.
"Come, sit down."
Next to the village chief, there is an extra futon.
Jiang Wuji went over and sat cross-legged on the futon like the village chief.
Without waiting for Jiang Wuji to ask questions, the village chief said first, "Do you want to ask me why I was sacrificed alive and killed young children?"
Jiang Wuji: "Please ask Master to clarify my doubts."
The village chief sighed: "The God of Plague is the commander, and his appearance is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Sending sacrifices is an orthodox method, and it was not done intentionally by the teacher."
"If it were you, between a few people of the same age and hundreds of people in the whole village, what would you choose?"
Jiang Che was silent and did not answer.
Village Chief: "As Gong Shan said, under a great epidemic, someone has to be the villain, hey..."
"Okay, it's useless to talk more. I'll teach you how to speak."
The village chief adjusted his posture slightly and continued: "Close your mouth and teeth, put your tongue on your jaw, watch and listen, breathe in and out, and inhale and exhale, all in and out of the Dantian."
"Oh." Jiang Wuji responded, and then did as he was told.
Village Chief: "When you inhale, make it short and fast; when you exhale, make it long and slow."
"When breathing in and out, silently recite the six-syllable sounds of Boo, He, Hu, She, Chui, and Hee, which are used to influence the liver, heart, lungs, spleen, kidneys, and triple burners, and eliminate diseases and pathogens in various internal organs."
"As short as three months, as slow as ten years, when the Dantian generates Qi Hai, it will be considered as a ninth-level Qi refining."
"This is the basic heart determination of our Tiandao Temple, the six-character Qi Jue."
"It took me half a year to activate the Qi current and a year to condense the Qi sea. Just practice hard and don't be impatient."
"Yeah." Jiang Wuji responded and began to vomit according to the Six-Character Qi Jue method.
As for whether you inhale Yin Qi or Yang Qi, it doesn't matter for the time being.
The master and the disciple each spoke their minds, and the inside and outside of the ancestral hall fell into dead silence again.
Gong Shan, who was guarding the door, pricked up his ears and tried to steal the message, but he couldn't hear anything.
However, as time went by, Jiang Wuji not only did not feel the wonder of vomiting, but instead found it more and more absurd.
If you can cultivate immortality in this way, wouldn't everyone in the world be able to cultivate immortality?
Dream... This is indeed still a dream. Only dreams can have such ridiculous things.
At this moment, I felt an inexplicable heart palpitations!
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wuji found that he could no longer control his body!
It can be felt that the posture of sitting cross-legged is being corrected, and the way of breathing has also changed slightly.
After a while, a stream of strange auras continuously gathered towards the Dantian.
At the same time, the village chief's almost crazy voice sounded in his ears.
"Qiliu?"
"Qi Liu! It's actually Qi Liu!"
"One stick of incense, this is just one stick of incense!"
"Heavenly talent, heavenly talent!"
"Hahaha……"
Jiang Wuji ignored the village chief. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't.
Under the wash of Qi Liu, Jiang Wuji vaguely felt a cold aura appearing in his Dantian.
As the cold aura became stronger and stronger, Jiang Wuji felt as if someone was picking at him with an ice pick.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Jiang Wuji opened his eyes fiercely!
The village chief's cloudy eyes were staring at him, his face full of excitement.
"Disciple, my good disciple."
"How? How does it feel?"
"A stick of incense can trigger the flow of Qi. Looking at Taoist temples in the world, they are rare!"
Just when Jiang Wuji was about to respond to the village chief, a flash of scarlet appeared in his peripheral vision.
Look subconsciously.
I saw a big red coffin in the deserted yard at some point!
On this coffin, there is also a flower bridge as red as blood!
Jiang Wuji's eyes suddenly opened as wide as possible! His dark eyes trembled violently!
The pale moonlight shines on the Yin Coffin Ghost Bridge, dirty blood flows from the gap in the coffin lid, and there seems to be a person sitting in the blood-red flower bridge!
"Disciple? Disciple, what's wrong with you?"
"Apprentice?"
"Disciple!!!"
The anxious voice of the village chief came to my ears.
Jiang Wuji wanted to move and shout, but he couldn't do it. He could only watch the blood flowing towards him!
Immediately afterwards, the village chief's stern shout rang in his ears: "What's so evil!"
"Five stars suppress the color, illuminate the mysterious world, thousands of gods and saints protect my true spirit!"
"The giant beast from the sky subdued the five soldiers, and the five demons from the sky destroyed their bodies and forms!"
A cold night wind swept into the ancestral hall and blew out all the candles, plunging the room into darkness.
When the light appeared again, Jiang Wuji saw a pale and haggard face.
"Wuji! You finally woke up!"
"You scared me to death..." My aunt burst into tears.
