Xiang Que is in seclusion and is closed in Gujing.
The concept of retreat is the same as the concept of many people working in the social work for a while after graduation, and then going back to study. They settle down what they have learned, review the old and learn the new, and read thousands of books and understand the meaning of learning, and practice is the same.
After reading what you have learned before, you can better integrate and understand the techniques you have mastered in your heart.
Fu Hongxue drew his sword tens of times a day, just practicing this boring move. When he walked around the world, he only used this move, drew his sword and then sealed his throat with one sword. This is to tell you, you
What you know does not mean that you use it to understand. If you want to use it to understand, you have to go back and forth and tirelessly let yourself learn everything you have learned in your heart.
At the same time, Xiang Que was also thinking about how to fight with him when facing the old tomb of Xishan Mountain. It would definitely not work if he came up and worked hard. It was done by reckless men, and only those who were wise were planning and then acted were the ones who were wise.
, When the strength was not good, Wangan could only dig a hole for himself and then bury himself in. Although the road paving in the early stage had already been laid, no one knew what would happen on the day of the duel.
misfortune.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone into the Gujing Temple, Xiangque's biological clock woke him up on time. This is the law that has been maintained for thirteen years. He cannot get up, the Taoist temple is not cleaned, and the food is not allowed.
When I brought it in, the old Taoist would jump and scold people.
Others are lazy, but their mouths and eyes are very diligent.
After breakfast, Xiang Que returned to Jing Pavilion, pulled out a yellowed book from the bottom of the book shelf, and then lay on a rattan chair, crossing his legs and turning on the first page.
"Wanli Zhenren Continuing the Taoist Sutra"
This book was written by a Taoist priest named Wanli Zhenren, and the age is no longer verified. Because after this Wanli Zhenren appeared, he was not very famous and had no high cultivation. He stayed in the realm of gathering Qi.
It has been 63 years since he has not been able to concentrate his mind. It is really difficult for him to cultivate his cultivation. In the Taoist celebrity genealogy, no one will notice such a small character. There are still thousands of practitioners in this realm of concentration.
, naturally no one will pay more attention to the gathering of energy.
But this Wanli Zhenren had one thing that was amazing, that is, his understanding of the realm of gathering Qi. I am afraid that even many masters who connect to Yin may not be able to reach his level. In the 63 years of gathering Qi, Wanli
The real person has mastered this realm, so he is definitely standing on the top of the mountain when it comes to gathering qi.
Xiang Que took out this book "Wanli Zhenren Continuing the Taoist Sutra" he spent the whole year reading this book for the second year after entering the Gujing Temple. This was what Lao Taoist and Qi Changqing explained, and he had to do it.
He could only read and vomit himself. Even now, he could recite the scriptures with his eyes closed.
Despite this, the first thing Xiang Que chose after returning to seclusion was to review the Wanli Zhenren Sutra again, and comprehensively understand his experience after going down the mountain for more than a year to see if there are any other things.
The harvest.
In the classics of Gujingguan, books like this are known as the Taoist 3,000 books.
Xiang Que enjoyed a quiet retreat in Gujingguan. Wang Daoling's undercover career reached the highest stage. On the third day after meeting Yan Wang in a private room in the bar, he was indeed introduced to the head of the Kong family, and the other party
He really developed a strong enthusiasm for him.
From this day on, Wang Daoling, as a descendant of Wang Xichi, began to integrate into the life of the Kong family, and like the seventy-two wise disciples, he became a child of the Kong family's foreign surname.
It was also from this day that the agreement between King Yan and Wang Daoling gradually came into effect.
"Is Xiang Que hiding a secret in his hometown in Northeast China?" After the jinru Kong family, Wang Daoling also learned about King Yan's plan against Xiang Que, so Wang Daoling called Qi Changqing.
"Secret?" On the phone, Qi Changqing's tone was obviously raised several plus signs. Wang Daoling, who was still very familiar with him, knew what it meant.
"Is there really a secret... deadly?"
Qi Changqing was silent on the phone for a long time before asking in a slight tone: "How could the Kong family know about this?"
"I don't know exactly how to know. It seems that the head of the Kong family thought about it. Then he asked someone to check Xiang Jiazhuang on the spot and searched a lot of information. Only then did he confirm that Xiang Que had a secret hidden in him.
Just among the thirteen graves west of Xiangjiazhuang, Changqing listened to your tone, it seemed that this secret was very important to Xiangque?"
"It's not just very important. It hit his weakness this time. Daoling, keep a close eye on it. We must be familiar with every step of the Kong family, otherwise Xiang Que will be in a desperate situation."
"I'm here, I'm here, haha..." Wang Daoling was about to brag calmly, but his words were interrupted by Qi Changqing.
Qi Changqing said in a very serious tone: "Daoling, it is amazing to brag about others and make others believe it, but if you want to believe it, it is stupid. No matter when you have to set your position clear
If you are so awesome, isn’t the world going to be peaceful long ago?”
"Why should I pay for you as an undercover agent by myself, and then I have to be criticized by you?" Wang Daoling said angrily.
Qi Changqing sighed: "You have experienced Xiangque and our difficulties in less than a few days, but we have been worried about this for twenty-three years."
This period of calm and rare tranquility is extremely important to Xiang Que. He was in seclusion and devoted himself to practicing Taoism, and his enemies were thinking about how to give him a painful blow at his most critical moment.
In the dark, Xiang Que also knew that many people were worried about him and working hard for him. Xiang Que put down the Wanli Zhenren Sutra in his hand four days later. At the moment he put down the Taoist sutra,
Xiang Que suddenly became full of fighting spirit.
Because in four days, he carefully read the book from beginning to end and found that reading it ten thousand times will indeed benefit a lot.
The experience of the ancients is quite reliable.
After one month, it was the end of October. In a month, Xiang Que started from the bottom of the bookshelf in Jing Pavilion, and stroked it one by one to the bookshelf. Some books took more time and took three to five days.
After you have finished it, some books can be completed in half a day, which depends on the content in the book.
During the days of Gujingguan, I studied hard during the day and went up every day. At night, after the village brought food, Wuqiao would come over with him with the brewed wine.
For men, nights are the most difficult, especially for the Wuqiao without the Internet, TV and women. It is so exciting to have such a partner who can drink with him.
I finished drinking two jars of wine today. Xiang Que and Wuqiao lay on the blue bricks with blurred eyes. When I opened my eyes, the starry sky and the moon were above my head.
"I'll leave after drinking today's wine," Wu Qiao said in a plain tone with her arm on her pillow.
"I'll get you some money?"
"Don't talk, it's a serious matter"
Xiang Que sighed and said, "Then I am not even lonely, there are no ones who drink."
"Ten years of hermit, I am a human being hidden but my heart is not hidden..." Wu Qiao paused for a while, and then said: "In Zhongnan Mountain, I am deceiving myself, saying that I am escaping from the world, but I still have the same situation.
In the world, I thought about it and it would be better to go out.”
"Is there something wrong?" Xiang Que asked.
Lao Qiao nodded and said, "I have something to do, I'm having trouble."
Xiang Que turned around and said without any vagueness: "If you have something, say it, don't be polite. Although I am very reluctant to take trouble with myself now, I must not be vague if you have something to do."
"I feel so excited when I say this."
Xiangque grinned and said, "There is no way, because I may have to trouble you in the future. As a courtesy, I must say hello to you in advance. I know that your troubles are definitely not as big as mine."
"No one of you Gujingguan is foolish," Wu Qiao said helplessly.
"Go to the bridge, please call me if you have something to do."
One and a half months later.
The autumn wind was bleak, and the slightly cool northeast wind blew off the leaves on the old locust tree in Gujingguan yard. Xiangque took a broom and cleaned the fallen leaves in the courtyard sooner or later, although no one could see the cleanliness of the place.
No, but he still did it meticulously.
Xiang Que is not sure. After he left Gujingguan this time, he left Gujingguan, would he still have a chance to come back and do something for Gujingguan? Leaving again this time may be because he really left, and he never returned.
A chance.
In the month after Wuqiao left, Xiangque's retreat practice worked harder. In addition to eating, drinking, urinating, and sleeping, he spent all his time reading the three thousand hidings in the Sutra Pavilion.
When the first snow fell in Zhongnan Mountain, I read all three thousand Daozang again and let out a sigh of relief at Quechang, and suddenly felt like there was a feeling of thousands of Dao hidden in my heart.
He didn't take a step out of Gujing for two and a half months, but he felt that he seemed to have taken a big step forward. Three Thousand Daocangs were repeated from beginning to end, and he really benefited a lot.
After reading the Taoist sect, Xiang Que's figure was gone in the sutra pavilion. However, scenes of his practice appeared in front of the hall. Starting from the Nine-character Mantra Sword Technique, Xiang Que practiced the magic one by one, and then pondered the shortcomings.
This year's New Year is a bit early, and it is beginning to enter the end of the New Year around mid-January. Gujing Village is much more lively than usual, but Gujing Temple is still as desolate.
Xiang Que has been back to the mountains for more than April, and he has almost lived an isolated life, depressed and bored, and all kinds of concerns and concerns. In these months, he has never contacted Chen Xia or Kong Dejing.
He was afraid that once he contacted one of the parties, his heart for retreat would be broken halfway.