Sandalwood scent rises from the copper incense burner and lingers for a long time, filling the cave and having the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind.
Oh, Wu Yi put down the pen in his hand. The stone table was filled with scrolls with wet ink. The words were elegant, vertical and horizontal, and eloquent. Wu Yi had just silently read "Xiao Zhou Tian's Moving Method" four or five times in a row, until his right hand was sore.
Don’t stop writing until you can’t write.
Before, Wu Yi acted calmly outside the palace, unfazed by honor or disgrace, but who knew the anxiety in his heart? When there was no one else to talk to, he had to write to relieve his boredom, and he even smelled a little sandalwood while watching.
They were all taken out to suppress them, which shows the great pressure in his heart.
Although he is no longer as anxious as before due to mental exhaustion, the problem has not been substantially solved. The professor's gift book on the other side of the table is spread out flatly there, seeming to advise Wu Yi that the road to success is not expected, so it is better to go back, go back
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"Let's see what your potential is. If you are so patient and still want to seek immortality, you should go down the mountain and become a rich man." A joking voice came from the other side of the cave.
Wu Yi looked at the scripture he had written silently before and said without raising his head: "If I really want to go down the mountain and become a rich man, I will definitely give you a new home. Don't suffer with me."
"You finally understand. It's better to go down the mountain now to avoid being kicked out later." Black Beetle said happily and beguilingly.
"What about Nanyuan Daze? It's inaccessible, full of poisonous insects, and the most important thing is that it's sheltered all year round. I just learned about this place, and I don't know if you like it or not." Wu Yi raised the corner of his mouth and said evilly.
"Wow, you dare to threaten me. Do you think those so-called poisonous insects and beasts can hurt me? Do you think I can't recover without the sun? You underestimate the powerful means." Black Beetle pretended.
Angry and dismissive of Wu Yi's threats.
"Then I'd better keep you by my side, so that you don't have to harm others." As he spoke, Wu Yi sank into the bead and mobilized the flames to surround the black beetle tightly, not letting him make a single sound.
Indifferently, the black beetle jumped up and down in the flames, dancing with all its limbs, and then Wu Yi's mind and body exited the beads like a tide.
Seeing that he was being oppressed by a group of senior brothers and professors in the Taoist temple, Black Beetle deliberately suppressed his confidence and took the opportunity to change the relationship between the two, making Wu Yi rely more on him. How could Wu Yi agree, so he locked him up for a few days and let him eat
He endured hardships and was constantly thinking about challenging his authority and having some unreasonable thoughts.
It has only been ten days, and there is still time to calm down and stop thinking. Wu Yi said silently in his heart.
Feeling agitated and not suitable for practicing, Wu Yi simply took out the miscellaneous book Liu Zhiyun gave him and read through it bit by bit.
This miscellaneous book is actually an encyclopedia. It does not contain any cultivation techniques, but it only tells some folk customs, court duties and interesting anecdotes.
This is also the reason why the other disciples were very surprised when they found out that the master had given Wu Yi a miscellaneous book. They were obviously not optimistic about Wu Yi's qualifications and suggested that he go down the mountain and become a mortal.
Although this is the book that the professor gave him, after Wu Yi looked through it, he had no intention of throwing it away. It is not that Wu Yi has lost his desire to seek immortality, but that he found that this book records
It tells the story of many wealthy and aristocratic families in Dayu Kingdom. Although it only tells about their huge influence on the government and the public, most of them have stories at the beginning about their ancestors meeting immortals on the road and receiving teachings from them.
Perhaps there are many fictitious contents in it, but in this world where supernatural powers are manifested and countries are unified by Tao, it is not impossible that there may be real contents.
"Hey," Wu Yi suddenly said in surprise, "This Li Jiading Beihou must have realized the sense of Qi."
Wu Yi's suspicion was not unreasonable. He only saw it recorded in the book: "Li Cunzhong, a native of Licun Village in northern Hebei Province, was an agile young man who was good at riding and shooting. One day he saw an old man sitting and lying on a stone. He looked like a turtle.
He looked like a snake, his eyes were confused, and he could not move an inch for three days. When he woke up, he no longer saw the old man, but he learned the art of spitting out the turtle and snake. He could not breathe or breathe for half a day, and he could enter water dozens of feet without any hindrance."
This Li Cunzhong relied on the turtle and snake breathing technique he had learned to have extraordinary physical strength. He showed his prominence in the Northern Expedition, which made the barbarians dare not go south to herd horses.
Wu Yi was not surprised by Li Cunzhong's achievements. Wu Yi was no longer interested in these since he entered the immortal gate. Instead, he was curious about the old man who looked like a turtle and looked like a snake.
The turtle represents tranquility; the snake represents initiative. The significance of the turtle and snake in the Taoist sect is extraordinary. Even Wu Yi, who entered the immortal sect for the first time, knew this.
Wu Yi has no intention of discussing why the author uses the two elephants of turtle and snake as the appearance of the old man. In fact, there are many folk beliefs in the two elephants of turtle and snake, so the author is not necessarily borrowing them here.
However, Li Cunzhong did not breathe or breathe for half a day after observing the turtle and snake. He was able to enter the water for tens of feet without any obstruction, but he clearly sensed the signs of Qi. Only when the Qi was generated, his exhalation and inhalation were greatly prolonged, and even internal breathing could be achieved.
Do it.
Is it a turtle or a snake? Wu Yi tapped the stone table with the tip of his right index finger, and gradually made a decision in his heart. In fact, when Wu Yi first practiced, he found that the "Little Zhou Tian Transportation Technique" seemed to be more
Focusing on the generation of qi sensation, the vital energy circulates in the meridians according to the small circumference, opening up the meridians and nourishing the body. However, there is no detailed discussion on how to generate qi sensation.
This should be because the writer of the scriptures considered that if the Taoism book fell into the hands of outsiders, he would set up an obstacle to prevent the secrets from being leaked. This obstacle Wu Yi should not have encountered, because the way to generate anger should be as a master and disciple.
Content passed down.
But coincidentally, Wu Yi was introduced to Wu Yi in a normal way, and it was a pity that I missed the first course that explained the key points.
This is also the reason why Wu Yi first hoped to hear the key to this aspect in class. There is no way, it is not mentioned in the book, otherwise with his withdrawn character, he would rather figure it out by himself, and now even the professors are here
In front of his disciples, he implicitly expressed his disapproval of him.
He really could only think about it a little bit by himself. Wu Yi smiled freely and looked relaxed and happy.
For a long time, Wu Yi put down his miscellaneous books, sat alone without squinting, and his mind returned to his heart. The heart was not surrounded by external objects, but internally quiet. The environment did not disturb the external tranquility. He eliminated distracting thoughts and calmed down the thoughts.
Recalling the descriptions of giant tortoises that I had seen in ancient books, I imagined myself transforming into a spirit tortoise, rising out of the sea, with a body of hundreds of feet, like a small island. With one breath, the wind and thunder shook, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to enter my body.
When the chest was tight and short of breath, and I couldn't breathe anymore, I opened my mouth and nose, and recalled the appearance of the spirit snake spitting out messages and wandering away, imagining that I was like a heavenly snake coiling, the turbid air leaking out, and it was almost invisible.
Between this inhalation and exhalation, Wu Yi's mind was constantly changing between the tortoise and the snake. The inhalation was as long as a black tortoise, and the exhalation was as thin and slow as a celestial snake. The cycle was uninterrupted.
I don't know how many times he vomited in succession. Gradually, Wu Yi's mind completely sank into it. Only the long and continuous breathing could be heard in the cave, as if a prehistoric cub was inside.
What Wu Yi didn't know was that the eyes of the black beetle inside the bead passed through the dense flames and looked straight at him while he was breathing and practicing. His jaw opened wide with an incredible expression, and there seemed to be a trace of otherworldliness blooming in his empty eyes.
Such light.
Wu Yi thought that he could seal the black beetle with fire, but this was actually another attempt by the black beetle to retreat in order to show its weakness to the enemy. It has to be said that the reality is so real.
It was Lin Li who delivered the meal who woke up Wu Yi. He heard a knock at the door. Wu Yi stopped his work and stood up. He felt refreshed, his ears and eyesight were clear. Even though the sky was dark, his night vision was still intact.
After dinner, Wu Yi carefully recalled the process of practicing self-cultivation and understanding the sense of Qi based on the description of the turtle and snake in miscellaneous books. The result was undoubtedly fruitful. Even if Wu Yi breathes normally now, the frequency is higher than before.
It is much slower and more sensitive to changes in airflow.
But after all, he was struggling on his own, and it was not systematic. The source was a book that was more similar to a folk tale. Wu Yi was even worried that his previous feelings were an illusion caused by his excessive desire for progress.
While thinking about how he did it before, he wrote down the processes he thought were important on paper. By comparing the contents in the Taoist books, Wu Yi delineated the reasonable and redundant bit by bit.
At this moment, he was creating exercises as a mortal.
After the preliminary confirmation, Wu Yizheng was planning to confirm the correctness through his own practice, but unexpectedly there was another voice outside the door.
Wu Yi had doubts in his heart. His cave was at the top of Lingxiu Peak. The wind was strong, the spiritual energy was thin, the trees and grass were thick, and the area was small and cramped. Apart from Wu Yi who lived here, Lin Li also came here to deliver food on weekdays.
And Lin Li had just arrived, who could it be?
Wu Yi opened the door, but there was no one there, only a yellow-brown rune floating on the door.
Wu Yi knew that this was a message-messaging talisman, and at least he had to generate energy before he could use it. He used spiritual energy to activate the talisman, but he needed a physical object as a guide, such as the recipient's clothes and hair and other things that could guide the purpose. Of course, if
The method is clever, if you meet the person and intercept the aura, you don't need the physical object as a guide.
Touching the rune lightly with your hand, the light on the rune gradually dimmed. When it disappeared, it suddenly spontaneously ignited out of thin air, leaving four big characters "Beware of Gurashi" in the air. The writing did not last for a few breaths before completely disappearing into the void.
Not a trace of ashes was left, as if it had never been there.
Turning back to the cave, Wu Yi frowned and murmured to himself: "Be careful, Ge family. The Ge family should be a clan. I don't remember any disputes with them. Why did someone write to me to be careful? And
Who is this person who sent me the book?"
After combing through layer by layer and analyzing bit by bit, Wu Yi can determine the following points: First, the writer has a close relationship with Gemini but has internal disputes; second, the writer is optimistic about him and at least places some of his treasure on him.
; Thirdly, the reason for the problem should be Wu Yi's abnormal start, which led some people to choose to take action now.
In addition to this, the author of the letter has no other purpose than to make this so-called Gemini suffer a loss.
If an ordinary person receives such a letter at night, he will be worried all night and think about countermeasures to prevent being assassinated. However, Wu Yi believes that thinking too much is useless and will only increase worries. It is better to calm down and do the most important thing.
Good thing.
Therefore, after Wu Yi integrated the existing information and obtained a rough inference, he put it down and continued his previous "skill creation".
After all, one force can defeat all laws, and conspiracies and tricks are just trivial matters after all. Once their cultivation level has improved, they are just doing useless work.
The eventful day has passed. The moonlight shining through the crack in the door has become much dimmer, but it shines in after all. The insects chirping under the grass are much sparse and sparse, but they finally sing out their voices. Tomorrow