Using the Yuanhua-shaped needle in the body to open up new meridians for himself, the progress is extremely slow and even more painful than giving himself a punishment. There is no end in sight yet. Zhang Guanzhu insists on it for half an hour at a time, divided into two days a day.
I did this once, and most of the other times I sat slumped on the Yushan wooden pier, not paying attention to my posture and silently adjusting my breath to recover.
What this test is about is the willpower to endure pain, and it also tests whether the Taoist heart is firm or not.
If you waver a little, the pain will expand and multiply, which will affect your thoughts and produce more thoughts of giving up. You Mengchang gave a few words of warning and ran out of the cave early, wandering around in the secret realm. He was not interested in accompanying a Taoist priest who had signed a life-and-death covenant with him every day.
His body was smelly and sweaty, his face was grim and suffering, and his soul power had been tempered by reading scriptures. He wanted to enjoy more sunshine, beautiful flowers and trees.
He had suffered enough in the past, and there was something wrong with him that he liked to enjoy the pain in the dark.
Unless you are facing sworn enemies.
Zhang Guanzhu discovered that the "stillness" state of mind that came with his use of the magical power "Blue Light Reflection Curse" allowed him to open his meridians more accurately like a passerby watching indifferently. Relatively speaking, the pain in the still state was greatly reduced. He is now using his magical power.
The recovery time is greatly shortened. He can use it once a day, and he can maintain stillness for more than half an hour each time. The progress of opening up the meridians is doubled. After a distracted test, he silently recited the first chapter of the "Tao Jing" and the water-like golden light formed on his body.
, it can also help him get through it.
Pain is like a part of life. As you endure it, it gradually becomes less painful.
I still have two painful sessions every day, taking it easy in the morning and persisting in the afternoon.
Winter passes and spring comes again, and the cave does not know how many years have passed.
On the banks of the Willow Branch River, the wind accompanied the sound of the rolling water, and the three women walked together, talking and laughing.
"The master of the temple has gone to seclusion in a secret place. It's not certain when he will be released. According to me, how about we go to the demon clan's territory to travel together for a few years. Xiao Ni'er sent a message a few days ago, saying that she is alone in Bolan Lake.
Her days are like years, so I don’t believe how miserable she is, but I can go and have some fun. The big lake produces a lot of fruits, so I can try them out.”
Yang Shuilan suggested with a smile.
Yun Qiuhe was playing with the first batch of apprentices back then. He had taken a lot of care of Yang Shuilan, a mute girl who joined the class halfway. She was no stranger to Yang Shuilan. She hesitated and said: "I have to go back to the sect and stay for a few months. I
Master has been unable to find my whereabouts for many years. I don’t know how anxious I am. I will come back in a few days. How about we travel to the Monster Clan together?"
It’s fun and interesting to think about so many people going to Yaozu together.
I heard that Jianzijin also has a large territory.
However, Yue Anyan heard something else and asked, "Shui Lan, you can talk about anything, but you are not an outsider."
Yang Shuilan smiled and said: "It was the idea of the temple master. He sent me a message before retreating, worried that a war would break out in the East and West Continent. And in the first month of this year, I received the message that the armies of monks in the East and West Continent were separated from each other.
On the island thousands of miles away, there have been several conflicts. You have traveled to the demon clan for a few years to solidify your cultivation, so as not to get involved in the war prematurely. The war between the monks from the two evenly matched continents will be very serious.
It’s cruel, on and off, and often takes more than ten or twenty years of consumption.”
Yun Qiuhe thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I still have to go back to the sect and go to the Capital Daolu Academy for an assessment." Yang Shuilan shook his head and joked: "The temple master said that you are usually careless and don't care about other people's opinions. You do things your own way.
At the critical moment, if you are too stubborn to listen to advice, you will definitely return to the sect and die through fire and water. The master is really your confidant."
"He is so stubborn that he dares to say that to me."
Yun Qiuhe smiled and made a beating gesture, clasped his fists and said, "I've been eating and drinking here for too long, so I'll say goodbye first!"
A war broke out between the east and west continents, and she had no intention of staying outside. Before she went into retreat, the news she heard about Xuanyun Temple was all bad news about the failure of the retreats of the old seniors.
Now when a woman like her is needed to step in to support the situation, she is duty-bound and does not shy away from hardships.
Yue Anyan flew up and said, "Yun Qiuhe, I'll come with you and go back with you, why are you so anxious?"
Yang Shuilan returned the gift and watched the two of them go away.
The wind is rustling, sometimes warm and then cold, the green mountains are always there and the water is always flowing.
Zhangjiazhuang, five miles away from Xianling Temple.
There is a brick and stone courtyard in the village. The eaves and walls are wrapped with white cloth, and a mourning shed is set up in the courtyard.
There were many people looking around at the door, looking at the aloof Zhang Shenxian who had not stepped foot into his brother-in-law's home for more than thirty years. Surrounded by a group of relatives, his face did not show sadness, and he nodded and said hello to the many onlookers. .
"Zhang Guanzhu" helped his eldest nephew who was kneeling and kowtow, said "Sorrows", took a white cloth strip handed by others and tied it on his arm, walked into the mourning hall, took three incense sticks and lit them respectfully. He bent down and bowed three times to the coffin, then silently recited a prayer for a long time and put the incense in the incense trough.
The gray-haired brother from the second family stepped forward and grabbed the hand of his still young brother. He choked and rambled with a sad expression. When he talked about it, he burst into tears and broke down in tears. The nephews and nephews hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man and sat down on the side. "Zhang Guanzhu" He walked to the wedding gift table and took out a stack of banknotes.
The whisper of "one thousand and one taels of silver" soon spread outside the door, attracting bursts of envy and murmurs of praise.
Sigh. After sitting for a cup of tea in the mourning shed, "Guanzhu Zhang", who was out of tune with the people around him, got up and left. The nephews and grandchildren of the two families hugged him in front of him, with smiles from the bottom of their eyes, and respectfully escorted him out of the village.
In the yard a few walls away, the old man said to the old people accompanying him: "It's important to die. Brother Feng is a man of etiquette. I said he would come. Who dares to talk nonsense in the future?" , I won’t slap him with my big mouth.”
He is an elder and cannot go to the mourning hall of the younger generation.
"That's it, that's it."
"If you don't bother me, my nephew will do it for you."
Several old people laughed and agreed.
When "Guanzhu Zhang" returned to the top of the mountain, his appearance and height had changed, and he was now a middle-aged mountain chief. The Guanzhu's housework was his business, who could do it for him if he didn't show up?
In the territory of the Demon Donkey Tribe, there was a huge, fat, and long mountain badger with shiny brown fur, all four feet on the ground, running quite vigorously among the mountains, with the flesh on its body trembling, followed by a big black man who was cursing.
"You son of a bitch, you are lazy and hiding in the ground to sleep. From now on, you are not allowed to sleep again and I will run for a month. You and I ran for half a year without taking a break. How could you be so lazy? Turtle son?"
"Ba!"
The big black man disliked the mountain badger for running too slowly, so he kicked the mountain badger on its plump butt.
"Oh, give me your teeth. If you rebel against me, I'll give you a kick. The old man said that a filial son emerges from under a stick. If you don't beat him, he won't be effective. If you beat him, it will be in vain."
"Ba!"
"Ouch..."
"Oh, I really want to bite you. With your clumsy speed, I can't even reach your mouth."
"Ba!"
On the top of the rocky mountain of Waves Lake, there was a huge carp wandering in the mist, and it yawned out of boredom.
"Your Majesty, you don't come to see me either. Is it because you don't want Ni'er anymore, or you don't remember Ni'er? I'm so pitiful. Today I have to gather the young men to fight against each other in a big battle, and let go of the suffocating feeling in my chest.
"On the water surface at the foot of the rock mountain, there is a large rock-like turtle, motionless and basking in the sun.
It's a good time to sleep in the warm spring weather and stop meddling in other people's business.