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Chapter 6 The Concept of Spirituality

The art of puppetry has been passed down since ancient times, and people of the Mohist family are considered to be authentic. However, as time goes by, the art of puppetry is gradually lost. It is rare to see it in the world today, but I didn't expect that there is one in Jixia Academy.

There are many people in the cafeteria, all students coming to eat. Occasionally, some teachers can be seen, but they enter the box and the whole hall is full of students.

"Students are not allowed to enter the private rooms. No matter who you are, if you come here to eat, you must be in the hall and treat everyone equally," Fang Conglong said.

Ye Sheng nodded and suddenly asked: "You went to see the teacher today. How many days will the class start?"

"Classes start tomorrow to practice Taoist culture, practice exercises, and practice Qi and concentration. Do you want to go?" Fang Conglong asked.

Although Ye Sheng did not become an apprentice, he could attend the class no matter which teacher taught it. Everyone learned the same thing. But if you had any questions in private and there was no teacher to answer your questions, the treatment would be much worse.

Ye Sheng thought for a while and said, "I will go tomorrow."

At this time, the food arrived. The aroma was overwhelming and the dishes were exquisite. The sight of it made people appetite. The rice that was served was plump and crystal-clear, like crystals. It was very different from ordinary rice.

Fang Conglong and Ye Sheng started eating immediately. After eating the rice, Ye Sheng felt a warm current filling his heart, stimulating his muscles and blood. Especially when he closed his eyes, felt the soul of the soul, and found that the chaos

The soul of Chaos stirred.

The first level of soul nourishment cannot completely condense the soul, and it is still in a state of chaos, but it can look inside the altar, and its spiritual consciousness is like fire.

"This spiritual product is really extraordinary. Eating this bowl of rice is as good as eating a cow." Ye Sheng said with emotion.

The food was a delicious mix of meat and vegetables. Ye Sheng let himself go and ate seven bowls of rice in a row. His whole body was filled with spiritual energy and his skin turned red, as if he had been exposed to the sun for several days.

"Brother Ye, you have overdosed." Fang Conglong said in surprise.

Ye Sheng waved his hand and said: "No need to worry, with such a huge spiritual energy, it is enough for me to refine my body."

After eating, Ye Sheng immediately returned to the door of his cabin and started practicing boxing along the river.

Rolling Stone Boxing, the most basic boxing technique, can be used freely in Ye Sheng's hands.

The rolling power is superimposed, and each punch is very powerful. The punch is fierce and makes a sharp wind sound.

Zhou Meiren, who was resting in the room, heard the sound and walked to the window, where she saw Ye Sheng practicing boxing.

"Reckless man." Zhou Meiren muttered, sitting on the chair, breathing evenly, absorbing the spiritual energy, looking at the scenery, and occasionally looking at Ye Sheng.

The sky is gradually getting darker, the river is rushing, making a gurgling sound, accompanied by the chirping of birds and the whispering of insects in the evening, mixed together, it is quite pleasant to the ears.

After Zhou Meiren practiced for a week, she opened her eyes and found that Ye Sheng was still by the river, his body upright, but he was not practicing boxing, but exhaling, and his eyebrows were red.

"This person is so boring. Why don't you come back after martial arts practice to rest and show off your good figure?" Zhou Meiren muttered, got up and left.

He didn't see that the moment he left, Ye Sheng opened his eyes, and a black energy suddenly shot out from the center of his eyebrows, which was the filth in his soul.

"Call the wind!"

Ye Sheng said softly, his brows heating up, and suddenly a hurricane rolled up. The range was small, but the power was not light. A stone half a meter in size was picked up by the hurricane, flew up into the air, and then hit it hard, falling into the water.

Here, the speed is very fast.

Rumble!

It stirred up thousands of waves, which were then smoothed by the rushing river.

"Yes, I have made a lot of progress compared to the first time. This is because I don't know how to use the soul. Once I learn it, I can destroy enemies of the same level with one move of calling the wind." Ye Sheng's eyes showed joy.

At this moment, he finally saw the power of Taoism.

After the practice ended, Ye Sheng returned to his room and reviewed his gains today.

Obtained ten Taoist methods, opened up the soul, and became the first level of soul nourishment.

Practicing boxing at night, consuming spiritual energy, and pushing the cultivation level to the peak of the third level of heaven. There is only one step left to break through and reach the fourth level.

On the first day after entering Jixia College, Ye Sheng gained a lot. He closed his eyes and started to sleep.

Today, too much mental energy has been consumed. He has not yet reached the point where he can move his soul and make up for his sleep, so necessary rest is a must.

The next day, Ye Sheng got up early and practiced boxing by the river. After finishing, he jumped into the river to wash away the dirt from his body. Then he found Fang Conglong and followed him into the Taoist temple.

The teachings of various sects in Jixia College are taught in different places and have different names.

The teacher who teaches in the Taoist academy today is none other than Taoist Master Qingxu of Longhu Mountain, who is also Fang Conglong’s teacher.

There are many seats in the Taoist temple, a total of 365 statues. There are definitely not that many disciples, only about forty people.

These more than forty people were all new disciples, and all of them chose the Taoist sect, except Ye Sheng who did not choose.

Fang Conglong asked Ye Sheng and Rang to sit down together, and within a quarter of an hour, Taoist Master Qingxu arrived.

Taoist Master Qingxu was an old man with an immortal air and a Taoist spirit. He had gray hair and a completely white beard. He was wearing Taoist clothes very casually. He walked to the podium and sat down and started to speak.

"Taoist practice is based on the pursuit of the unity of heaven and man and transcending oneself. From nourishing the soul to leaving the body, this is a difficult process. You are all new disciples. The first step is to nourish the soul. Today I will

I will teach you how to nourish your soul." Taoist Master Qingxu said.

All the disciples watched attentively and stared at Elder Qingxu.

I saw Elder Qingxu reaching out and pulling, and a surge of spiritual power surged, and a portrait appeared in the air. The person in the portrait was none other than the Taoist ancestor, Lao Tzu, also known as the Taoist God.

"You are all people with wisdom. Look at the portrait of Lao Tzu, then close your eyes and visualize it in your mind. Until the portrait of Lao Tzu emerges, you have passed the first level." Taoist Master Qingxu said.

"Teacher, how long is the fastest time for this visualization?" a disciple asked.

Taoist Master Qingxu smiled and said: "Among the students I have taught, the fastest one can meditate in half an hour."

"What about the slowest one?" someone asked again.

"One month." Taoist Master Qingxu said calmly, his mood obviously not high.

Ye Sheng looked at it, thoughtfully. He observed this painting with the soul in his mind, and he only felt confused and hazy. But when his soul exerted force, the haze was eliminated, and Ye Sheng saw the portrait of Lao Tzu.

.

He closed his eyes and saw the portrait of Lao Tzu in his mind, and as the portrait of Lao Tzu appeared, he saw evil spirits emerging, hell wide open, and thousands of demons and monsters surging in to devour Ye Sheng's soul.

scold!

Ye Sheng was not afraid at all. His soul vibrated with force and let out a sound, shattering the evil ghosts in hell, leaving only the portrait of Lao Tzu.

And the portrait of Lao Tzu gradually changed and became a vision of the soul!

Ye Sheng got started, and it took him less than ten minutes.


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