Lao Guo picked up the big bamboo basket and tipped it upwards. Seeing how casually he looked, I thought to myself, "It's awesome."
I can actually carry it on my back, but my shoulders hurt from the rope.
I collected three more plug boards and half a pot of oil, put them all into the bamboo basket, then locked the door of the wooden house and set off with Lao Guo.
"Uncle Guo, just tell me when you are tired and we will stop and rest before leaving."
"It's okay, I'm used to carrying it. It's better for us to hurry up and deliver the things," he walked quickly and spoke without blushing or heartbeat.
While chatting on the road, I asked: "Uncle Guo, are you over 40 this year? Your body is too good, stronger than that of young people. Is it because you practice qigong?"
"Don't tell me, it's true. I wasn't in such good health before. Since I started practicing the qigong taught by the Taoist priest, I have indeed gained a lot of strength."
"Then Uncle Guo, you can be considered a qigong master."
"Ha ha!"
"I don't want to take it seriously. I just followed Ma Dao for a long time and understand some theoretical knowledge, but I can't be called a master."
"It's very powerful to understand theory. Uncle Guo, do you think refining energy and transforming it into energy is powerful?"
"Refining Qi?"
"Awesome, of course this move is awesome!"
He stopped and preached: "Taoist Master Ma once said that essence is the foundation of innateness, energy, energy and spirit, and essence is ranked first. Think about it, if you refine it, wouldn't it be powerful?"
"Taoist Master Ma also said that practicing Jing Qi is the basic foundation of Taoist Qi practice. Practicing Jing Qi, gathering Qi and transforming into Spirit, and practicing Spirit to counteract deficiencies. Once you reach the final step of counteracting deficiencies, you will look very young.
, you can still have black hair and a loud voice at the age of 70. This is because the aura and divine light are restrained. Taoist Master Ma said that once you reach this level of practice, it will be easy for a person to live over a hundred years old."
"Don't practice blindly. There are many fake Qigong methods in just practicing Jinghua Qi. Practicing fake ones will be harmful," he reminded me: "The real Jinghua Qigong method is to replenish the brain after practice. After practicing, people will
I slept soundly and quickly.”
When I heard this, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
It seems that what Madman Xie taught me was the real magical power of refining and transforming qi, not a fake one.
I asked again: "If young people practice it for real, will it be okay?" r> "How do you say this?" Lao Guo raised the bamboo frame again and said: "Young people are either unable to practice, or they are in normal health. If you are not married, practice as little as possible. It is easy to become addicted to practice. Once addicted, you will get married later.
If so, wouldn’t the woman suffer the consequences?”
"Ah? How can you suffer?" I don't understand.
Lao Guo pointed at me and said: "Because I will have no desires and desires, and I will not be able to have desires in my heart. Once I get married, won't the woman suffer? It's like being a widow."
I shuddered when I heard it, and thought to myself, Xie Qirong, this old immortal, really had no good intentions at that time. He taught me this and wanted to harm me! (I told you the process last time, you must not practice it. Believe me, that is
True skills.)
After walking continuously into the mountains for three hours, I saw that Lao Guo was sweating a lot, so I asked him to put down his bamboo basket, sit down, smoke a cigarette and take a rest.
"Give me some fire."
"call."
After resting, I became interested in Taoism, so I asked Lao Guo about the story of the Taoist priests in Zhongnan Mountain. I asked him if he knew about the Lushan sect? Because I had seen the bones of Chen Meiqing and Chen Qingjue in Guizailing.
Despite his honest appearance, Lao Guo has been traveling around with Taoist Master Ma for several years before he went crazy, and he knows a lot.
He immediately said: "Lushan, you know, there is a relatively powerful coastal sect. In terms of spell power alone, it is extremely domineering. It may be even higher than Maoshan."
Lao Guo held a cigarette in his mouth and said: "I know one more thing about the Lushan sect. During the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, a coastal female Taoist priest once rushed to Zhongnan Mountain alone. At that time, we had the Qing Jing sect, the Zhengyi sect, and the Natural sect.
, the Yunyang sect and the Zhengyi sect have all been defeated, and people named you are the ones who came to Zhongnan Mountain to collect your troops."
I frowned and asked, "A female Taoist priest in the late Qing Dynasty. Uncle Guo, is this female Taoist priest named Chen Meiqing?"
"I don't know, I don't know what the female Taoist priest is called," he shook his head repeatedly.
"What does it mean to withdraw troops and horses?" I asked curiously, which involved a blind spot in my knowledge.
"Haha, don't you understand?
Boy, let me tell you."
"According to legend, the female Taoist priest in Lushan was the Black-headed Master. The Black-headed Master would use five rampant soldiers and horses, Yin soldiers, and earth soldiers. And they in Lushan were criticized by the Central Plains Taoist sect because Xu Xun was too domineering at that time.
They were squeezed out and driven to the coast, and the temples built in the mainland were demolished, so we basically couldn’t mobilize our powerful celestial soldiers and horses, earthly immortal soldiers and horses, human immortal soldiers and ancestor soldiers and horses in the mainland.”
"Zhongnan Mountain was a Taoist holy land back then, with many sects and strong soldiers and horses, so the female Taoist priest came to borrow the soldiers and horses. At best, they were borrowing them. At worst, they were stolen."
Lao Guo made a comparison and said: "If a master is not extremely talented, it normally takes ten years to recruit a soldier to work for him, so no one is willing to lend him one."
"What is she doing with her troops?" I asked.
"This is it."
Lao Guo recalled: "The rumor seems to be that she is going south to kill some ghost and snake god. The details are not clear. It has been almost two hundred years."
"Then she finally borrowed it?" I asked curiously.
"Ah!"
Lao Guo flicked the cigarette butt away, sneered, slapped the bamboo frame hard and said: "Let's not talk about the ancient well view! Zhongnan Mountain was a Taoist holy land in those days! There are so many unborn great masters who live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests. They can't be counted with one hand.
Come! Not to mention she is a young woman, even if Xu Xun, the founder of Lu Mountain, comes in person! I dare not say that she can get any benefits from Zhongnan Mountain!"
"snort!"
Lao Guo said proudly: "The young female Taoist priest later lost to a real hermit cultivator of ours. In the end, instead of borrowing soldiers and horses, she returned injured and defeated. She did not dare to offend my power of Zhongnan again!"
I said awesome, awesome, and at the same time I thought to myself: "Lao Guo, it would be a shame if you didn't go to the teahouse to talk about storytelling. I have already thought of the title of this section for you, so I called it: "A bunch of old Taoist priests gang up to oppress a group of people.
A young and beautiful female Taoist priest was still boasting proudly."
But having said that, if it is really Chen Meiqing, then the so-called ghost snake god, is it the Nengba snake that the Echo Duck ate in one bite?
I shook my head. The relationship was too complicated and I didn’t want to recall it anymore. After all, it was over and gone. The ending was that we won and the five ugly ones, including the self-improvement snake, were wiped out.< br>
After chatting for a while, it was completely dark now, so we continued walking with flashlights on.
At around one o'clock in the evening, we hurried to the outside of the Lost Soul Forest.
Seeing the camphor smell in the woods, Lao Guo said worriedly, "Young man, this place is not very good."
"Uncle Guo, Taoist Master Ma said before that he can just send you here."
"Well, then I'll send it here."
After Lao Guo finished speaking, he took off the bamboo basket and I said thank you for your hard work.
"Then I'm going back now?"
"Go back."
"Be careful. When you see the horse leader, tell him and ask him to come back early and stop wandering in the mountains."
Looking at Lao Guo leaving alone with a flashlight, I shook my head and thought, "I don't know where that Taoist priest has gone. I'm sorry."
After struggling to carry the bamboo basket on my back, I stepped into the Forest of Ecstasy.
This thing is really heavy.
At 3:30 in the morning, I saw the shadow of the turret and the fire in the distance, and finally rushed back to the camp.
Come closer.
Dou Sprout looked like he was keeping vigil at night. He fell asleep leaning against the tree, and his lips were dripping with laughter.
"I'm back!" I shouted.
Dou Sprout stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, then continued.
"I'm fucking back!"
Douyazai stood up in excitement: "Who! Who is lying!"
"Fengzi! You're back!"
Brother Xuanyu woke up and they came out to see me.
Brother Yu hurriedly took the bamboo basket, put it on the ground and said with a frown: "These things add up to a lot of weight, Yunfeng, I've made it difficult for you, thank you for your hard work."
Xiaoxuan also rushed over to help me rub my shoulders. She said distressedly: "How is it? Are your shoulders hurting? I'll give you a squeeze."
Enjoying the gentle massage on my shoulders, I nodded and said: "In order to make a fortune and for the benefit of everyone, it's nothing for me to work hard. Now it's fine, we have everything, and we will definitely be able to open this big tomb!"