Chapter 72 The theory of spiritual roots, please see the picture for me
Because of Jin Lanzhou's words, Ji Yuan fell asleep in the east wing of the outer hall of Qintian Prison.
There was no talking all night until daylight came.
"After all, it is a central place, hiding wind and gathering water, creating a hidden pattern, which makes people feel refreshed."
The next day, Ji Yuan got up early.
The pores all over the body absorb the breath and drive the Qi and blood to circulate.
As his Qi Convincing Kungfu became more and more sophisticated, his control over his body became more and more subtle.
The average person wouldn't actually notice the difference.
"The air in Nanmen Hutong is turbid and mixed? Is it clearer and purer here?"
Ji Yuan frowned, and when he went out, he happened to see the old-looking headmaster named Shao, and asked immediately.
"It's indeed good, Mr. Ji is quite perceptive.
The layout of Qin Tianjian is to go through nine palaces, determine the four directions, open up the spiritual eyes, and suppress the Qi meridians, which is suitable for Qi training."
Shao Zhangdian nodded slightly and then explained carefully:
“The air of heaven and earth is inherently divided into pure and turbid.
The upper part is clear and the lower part is turbid.
One contains inspiration, the other is mixed with filth.
In ancient times, and before that,
Immortal monks ate the wind and drank the clouds, and created the method of refining Qi.
Later, it gradually evolved into the righteous way of practicing qi and the devil way of practicing evil.
Nowadays, hundreds of schools respect martial arts, and Qi and blood are king.
There is no distinction between them, but as the way of heaven changes and the years change, they...evolve, adapt, and inherit."
Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself:
"As expected, the people in Qintian Prison all have some real knowledge."
He just asked about the energy of heaven and earth, and Shao Zhangdian could quote the scriptures.
Use it as an introduction to connect the changes in the practice system in ancient times, ancient times, and modern times.
It can be seen that you study it carefully every day, so that you can pick it up casually.
Ji Yuan gradually became fascinated. The collections of classics and history sold in bookstores and the martial arts secrets circulated in the market did not mention these "common senses".
“I really benefited a lot today.”
He sincerely thanked him and said with emotion:
“Natural selection, survival of the fittest, is the way of nature.
The same is true for people, and so is all races.
Cultivation, even more so!"
Shao Zhangdian's old-fashioned face moved slightly, and he pondered over and over the words "natural selection, survival of the fittest" and savored its meaning.
"Mr. Ji's words are incisive. A few words are worth more than a thousand of my words."
If you don't have deep experience, how can you say such thought-provoking words?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry that Ji Yuan had such knowledge and understanding.
If you study literature, it shouldn't be much different.
"you flatter me."
Ji Yuan smiled.
"This is a box of Qi and Blood Powder. It is easy to take internally and externally. It has the effect of strengthening the body and healing injuries.
Mr. Ji has reached the top of the capital list of Daming Palace. Please come over and register for the portrait. This is a little thought from Qin Tianjian and it is also a congratulatory gift."
Shao Zhangdian took out a jade box from his sleeve and handed it over.
"Why should you be so polite when it's your job?"
Ji Yuan did not refuse and accepted it generously.
Qin Tianjian's actions are extraordinary, let alone how much the Qi and Blood Powder is worth.
This jade box alone can be exchanged for a few pennies.
"It's not too late for us to go see Mr. Chen Lingtai after breakfast. It's a good time to talk more about ancient Qi refining and the differences in ancient Qi training."
Shao Zhangdian was usually obsessed with learning and had a righteous temperament. He was also known as the "Gang Jing" and no one was willing to communicate with him.
After finally catching Ji Yuan who was thirsty for knowledge, how could he let him go?
The two of them hit it off like dry wood and a raging fire.
"Mr. Chen Lingtai has been waiting for a long time, why are you still chatting!
It was an early meal and I ate it for an hour!"
Finally, Jin Lanzhou came to look for the person, and the "academic discussion" that satisfied both parties was concluded.
"Shao Zhangdian's profound research on ancient knowledge and ancient culture is admirable!"
Ji Yuan said sincerely.
After this chat, he had a clearer understanding of the general outline of this world.
The ancient immortal way, the ancient righteous way, and now the Qi and blood martial arts.
The practice environment in Xuanzhou Heaven and Earth is declining day by day, forming a common understanding of "the end of the Dharma".
The immortals and Buddhas disappeared, and the myths withered.
Only the Five Heavens of Martial Arts divided by the three hills of Martial Arts, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are left.
Conquer Qi, unblock meridians, transfuse blood, Zhen Gang, and Xiantian.
And the illusory path of supernatural powers!
"There are not many people who are as eager to learn as you, Ji Jiulang. I usually stay at the Qintianjian Tonghui Hall. If you have any more questions, just come and ask me."
Shao Zhangdian was satisfied and breathed a sigh of relief.
How long has it been since you experienced such a hearty feeling?
There are thousands of volumes in my chest, but no one knows about it, no one talks about it, how depressing it is.
Fortunately, I met Ji Jiulang!
Leaving Shao Zhangdian, who was easily favored, Ji Yuan and Jin Lanzhou came to the Evil Exorcism Hall.
It is spacious and far away, and the walls on both sides are densely covered with bamboo slips, jade slips and other objects.
From time to time, there is a slight sound of the machine rotating and the slide rubbing from the top.
"Ji Jiulang, please sit down."
In the hall inside the palace, there sat an elegant man in blue official uniform with slightly white temples.
On the left and right ends, there are two innocent boys carved in pink and jade.
Judging from his appearance, Chen Lingtai should have been quite handsome and charming when he was young, and could charm many girls in the boudoir.
Even if time is not forgiving, the temperament that has settled down is like fine wine, you will be drunk once you taste it.
"I've met Ling Tailang."
Ji Yuan looked straight at him and cupped his hands.
In terms of the ranks of the internal officials in Shejilou, excluding the subordinate officials who run errands, Secretary Lang is the second lowest, Lingtai Lang is in the middle, and Huhu Lang is the highest.
Using the analogy of the Northern and Southern Towns of Heilongtai, Jin Lanzhou is the small flag, and this elegant man is the general flag.
All in all, his status is higher than Ji Yuan.
"You don't have to be constrained, just do whatever you want."
Mr. Chen Lingtai asked softly with a smile on his face:
"I heard Secretary Jin mentioned that Ji Jiulang, do you want to join Qin Tian Prison and become a Qi practitioner?"
Ji Yuan sat down on the ground calmly.
Qin Tianjian admires the ancient style. There are no tables and chairs in the hall, only low tables and tables.
"Yes, although I am new to Qin Tian Prison and have never been exposed to Qi practitioners, I have been interested in celestial phenomena, astrology, Feng Shui theory, and Qimen Yishu since I was a child."
Ji Yuan's words are conclusive and serious.
"Oh? Ji Jiulang, do you know how many stars there are in the sky, where they fall, and what they mean?"
Chen Lingtai asked with great interest.
"I don't know."
Ji Yuan shook his head first, and then said:
"But you can learn."
Chen Lingtailang laughed dumbly, calmed down his expression slightly and said:
"Ji Jiulang, I know that you have offended Qianhu of Fusi in Beizhen, and you have offended the Duke of Liang's Mansion.
It's just that Qintian Prison is a quiet place. It never interferes in the struggles between the court and the court, and it doesn't care about the grudges in the world.
This Sheji Tower can reach the sky from above and the earth from below, but it cannot protect people from wind and rain."
He thought that Ji Yuan was so eager because he wanted to use Qin Tianjian's name and status as a Qi practitioner to block the open and secret attacks from outside.
In fact, people with strong moral character will be very popular no matter where they go.
Even if you really go to Qin Tian Prison, there is nothing wrong with just enjoying your good luck and blessings.
At most, they don’t teach Taoism or Taoism, just give it a name.
But Chen Lingtailang didn't like Ji Yuan's overly utilitarian performance.
"Then just give up and pretend I never said it."
Ji Yuan's heart was like a mirror, and he probably guessed the changes in Chen Lingtai's thoughts, but he didn't distinguish anything.
If he explained it, it would appear to be deliberate.
Besides, I want to enter Qin Tian Prison,
The purpose is not pure, just to collect the seven million Taoist aggregates.
"Don't be upset, Ji Jiulang. Everyone knows that the threshold for Qi practitioners is high and it is not easy to get into.
Even if he has learned a few Taoist techniques and techniques, his killing methods are very weak under a master, and he is no match for a warrior of the same level.
Your natural ability to train your muscles and muscles makes you a great military talent. You have a promising future, so why bother trying to catch something like a tree."
Chen Lingtailang then said with relief.
Ji Yuan was a little helpless. He had the idea of entering the Imperial Heavenly Prison, but he did not say that he must achieve it.
I have not yet figured out what the huge Tao Yun in the Sheji Tower came from and who it came from.
Even if you become a Qi practitioner, you can't say that you will definitely gain something.
"I believe Mr. Jin has told you that qigong practitioners attach great importance to talent, which is the so-called 'spiritual root' in ancient times.
Just like you would weigh the bones and test the martial bones before entering the martial arts hall."
Chen Lingtailang seemed to be worried that Ji Yuan would be hit, so he continued chattering:
"For example, Jin Secretary Lang, he has the 'Yimu Spiritual Root' and has been in harmony with plants and trees since he was a child.
When he became an adult, he learned a "little spiritual plant technique" on his own, which can accelerate the growth of plants. He was often invited by the Imperial Medical Bureau to cultivate spiritual medicines and herbs.
For another example, I have dual spiritual roots of 'Guishui' and 'Wutu', which can summon wind and rain and break mountains and rocks.
It sounds very powerful, but in fact, if you let a blood-changing warrior manipulate the atmosphere and punch and bombard you, you can do these things, but it takes a lot of effort."
Ji Yuan was too verbose at first, but later he regarded it as gaining more knowledge and allowed Mr. Chen Lingtai to chatter like a monk chanting sutras.
"Are you relieved now?"
Half a quarter of an hour later, the elegant Mr. Chen Lingtai asked.
"Thank you, Master...Thank you Ling Tailang for your guidance. I have completely given up."
The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth curled up and he asked deliberately:
"Then is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that I actually have 'spiritual roots'?"
Chen Lingtailang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and waved his hands:
"This is absolutely impossible!
With both martial bones and spiritual roots, I have never seen such a genius in my life!
Besides, Ji Jiulang, if you had spiritual roots, you should have shown your talent and extraordinary performance long ago.
May I ask what your specialties are?"
My specialty is my specialty.
Ji Yuan originally wanted to answer this sentence.
Considering that Qintian Prison is someone else’s territory, it’s best to be restrained.
So, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said:
"To be honest, Mr. Lingtai, I am actually born with a pair of spiritual eyes. Every time there is a special moment, they will turn bright red, and there seems to be magatama rotating in them."
Chen Lingtailang frowned and said half-convinced and half-questioned:
"What's the use?"
Ji Yuan said seriously:
"I can tell people's fortunes and never miss a chance."
Chen Lingtailang sneered and immediately thought that Ji Jiulang was exaggerating.
How profound is the art of physiognomy?
Many Qi practitioners have studied hard for a lifetime, and at most they understand the word "see".
As for the word "fortune-telling", experts know the importance of it and dare not even mention it.
A military householder from Liaodong who doesn't know anything about the heavens and astrology, and doesn't understand Qimen Yili, actually has the nerve to say that he can read fortune-telling?
The tricks of charlatans and magicians are performed in Qintian Prison. Isn't this just a trick?
"Okay, Ji Jiulang, please take a look at it for me!"