"Seeing letters is like seeing each other. After seeing each other for several months, my thoughts about you have never left my mind. Looking back on the day we parted, it seems that we are still in the present. You gave me a copper cup, and I kept it properly. I did not dare to leave you for a moment. It was destined to say goodbye on that day.
I was in such a hurry that I couldn't discuss it with you again, and I sincerely regretted it. Now I asked another question. I bent down at my desk and meditated, but I couldn't figure out the answer. I bothered you to write and answer it for me.
"A month ago, I was practicing my swordsmanship, and suddenly I reached a wonderful state. I had a vague feeling of being out of my body, and the world was full of inspiration. My whole body felt like steaming, drying, burning, and suddenly it was extremely cold to the bone. When I came back,
God came and understood a method of drinking breath. I devoted myself to retreat and corrected the fallacies of this method one by one.
However, there is always a final link that cannot be liberated. After a week has passed, a worried heart suddenly arises. The entrance hall beats like a rabbit, and the true energy is in danger of boiling out of control. Only by concentrating again and again can we survive the crisis.
, after all, the key is unclear, and it is difficult to put the Qi-drinking method to use.
"I know that you are wise and wise, and you are much better than me. Wanwang will not hesitate to teach you. Also: Junior sister Qing Ningzi has been losing weight recently and has not thought about food and tea. My brother has witnessed it and is unable to do anything. I am very heartbroken. Maybe someone can give me Pisces.
To have the magical effect of healing the heart.
"September 6, the fifty-seventh year of Tiancang, handwritten by Fu Daozi"
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"Brother Fu Daozi,
"Hello, I've always seen you again. You haven't sent me a message for so long. I thought you, a busy man, had forgotten me. There's no need for that copper wine glass to be too precious. If you really want to see something and miss someone, I'll give it to you."
A self-portrait of you.
"The Dharma you have learned by yourself is very helpful in increasing your Taoism and practice without creating obstacles in your knowledge and vision. However, the Qi-drinking Dharma is not a precious Dharma. If you can't figure it out, just give it up. Maybe it's because you don't have the realm, or maybe it's
You are in an unstable mood, maybe you are too obsessed. For a busy person like you, instead of delving into such an inconsequential method, you might as well practice more swordsmanship. Next time we meet to compete, don't lose too badly.
"Also: Qing Ningzi can't eat. I've attached a recipe for you. You can have someone cook it for her. If it still doesn't work, ask her to come see me.
"——Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book, when the word "Yan" came back.
"Literary and artistic young people have this sense of ritual.
"Appendices: "Sixty Appetizers", "One Hundred Desserts", "Regulations on Molds and Kitchen Utensils", "The First Edition of Spiritual Cooking"
"September 9, the fifty-seventh year of Tiancang, the Double Ninth Festival, handwritten by Lu Zhengkang"
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"Fellow Taoist Qing Ningzi,
"Remember me?
"I often think of you. After a while, maybe you will find some unexpected news. I remember that Kunlun holds an Immortal Fate Conference every ten years. The next Immortal Fate Conference will be held in Tiancang for sixty years.
I will find you when the time comes.
"Double Ninth Festival in the 57th year of Tiancang, handwritten by Lu Zhengkang"
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Lu Zhengkang lay on the roof of his house in Xinshengjing and looked at the stars. He missed the time when he was in the fishing village. There was a sea there. Although everyone said that there was a sea of stars, there was still a difference in perception. The sea could talk, while the stars were just quiet.
It was flickering, and Lu Zhengkang could hardly figure out what it wanted to express, or what he wanted to say to himself through the scenery in front of him.
God's will has been difficult to understand since ancient times. Lu Zhengkang looked at the stars simply to look at the scenery.
Fu Daozi once said to him under this sky that monks are short-lived, especially ordinary people. People at each level have their own survival rules. Fu Daozi said that monks strive for life toward heaven and often live unhappy lives. Some people
, limited by one's faculties, unable to break through before the end of life, and died of old age, living in seclusion all their lives, and only a few days passed before they could withstand the sword of God; some people, relying on
Strong and arrogant, they conquer the world, but eventually fall under the sword of their opponents, and their good years are gone; some people, running around for the world, accumulating merit, are misunderstood, slandered, and discredited by mortals, and finally become disheartened and live in confusion.
This is the end of life. Some people are successful in their youth, are proud of the spring breeze, and have good family members at their side. But God is jealous of talents and takes them away early, leaving only relatives and friends mourning and crying day and night.
These are everything that happened in Qinglian Sword Sect, Fu Daozi saw it with his own eyes.
Fu Daozi asked: "Brother Lu Dao, why do you practice Taoism?"
Lu Zhengkang said: "Because the Tao is there, I will go and have a look."
The night in Xinshengjing is quiet, and the city is bustling beneath the surface. Looking from the gaps between the mountains on both sides of the valley, the Crescent Town at the foot of the mountain is filled with lights that are soaring into the sky, terrifyingly bright, and the sounds are also very noisy. These sounds are from outsiders.
caused,
There are four big inns, small taverns, and inns in Crescent Town. There are also many pawn shops and shops. There are also many places to play, such as gambling houses, gourmet bars, and theaters. There is no curfew here at night, and there are dense crowds of people.
Like ants.
People in the Yang Kingdom rarely commit crimes. They naturally do evil, but they often don't need to do evil to satisfy themselves. There are also outsiders, some chivalrous knights who come and go. These people rarely obey Chitian Mansion and are pious.
Lu Zhengkang never pays much attention to refugees who recite incantations, bandits and other disobedient people. They are like the incarnation of some kind of spiritual entity that must exist in ancient society. He can't kill them without stopping.
Let time eliminate them.
The female monk who had been evading pursuit had woken up, but what left Lu Zhengkang speechless was that she had lost her memory. It was not a complete amnesia, but her memory was intermittent. These days, she was doing farm work with the family she was staying in temporarily.
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This female cultivator is following the path of a martial arts cultivator. Lu Zhengkang actually wants to communicate with her. What is the difference between this path and the mainstream inner alchemy method today? Is it also a way to practice the golden elixir? How can he ensure his body's health?
Produce evolution or enhancement.
Although he did not face the monk directly, Lu Zhengkang took a good look at her through the eyes of the person being sealed. She was not a soft and beautiful woman. She had strong muscles on her body, as if she came from the ancient Greeks next door. She was dressed in
Standing on the ground in a peasant woman's rough robe, there is a kind of noble pride.
There will be no peace tonight. That female monk was acting chivalrous and beat to death a businessman from the state of Zheng in the north. But the businessman was not actually a businessman. Including his entourage, they were just disguised members of a bandit group in the state of Yang.
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After all, the female monk had broken the law. She followed the officials to the court obediently and was temporarily locked up in jail. The judgment would begin early tomorrow morning.
Lu Zhengkang rubbed his temples, and he could see that this female monk was, to be precise, a female martial artist? The female knight, an extraordinary person named Xiao Man Niang, was experiencing a disaster, and her disaster would also lead to Lu Zhengkang's death.
Zhengkang's calamity, and this little barbarian girl, she has passed the peak of calamity, ascended to heaven, and is now wallowing in the mortal world. This is all a test of her martial arts spirit. When she finds herself again, her skills will definitely improve.