In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shined through the window lattice and fell on Lou Xiaoyi's face, he seemed to feel the heat, and he woke up as he wished.
I shook my sleeves and patted myself, everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened, I just had a vivid nightmare last night.
It's not as strong as an ox, it's not as light as a swallow, it's not as strong as a drum, and it's not covered in mud. Even a dying person probably can't expel several kilograms of black mud, right?
While making habitual complaints, he stood up and looked around. The real existences clearly told him that everything really happened.
The porcelain vase was still in its original position, and the dozen or so half-dead flesh bugs on the ground told him that this was not a dream.
Squinting your eyes, the early morning sunlight and the rising dust in the room intertwined to form a magnificent picture. In this picture, there were faint golden light spots flashing, like naughty elves!
This is not an illusion with eyes full of Venus while banging your head against the wall. This is also a real thing. This thing has a very desirable name - Heaven and Earth Lingji.
This is spiritual practice!
Naturally, it’s not a matter of one step!
As he goes further and further on this road, these inspirations will eventually be used by him, turning into fire, burning roast duck with fine wine; turning into ice, making sour plum soup in the hot summer...
Isn’t it too promising?
He doesn't care. This process is wonderful and enjoyable. There is no need to oppress himself with heavy and lofty ideals.
Standing quietly, the Parallel Qi Jue was running again. Those golden light spots floating in the air slowly and reluctantly came to him. This is the true meaning of practice, the source of all dharma, and the secret of another world.
start.
He deserves this!
Stopping his imagination, he found that he was not as excited as he had imagined, as if everything was logical and natural.
Squatting down, he carefully picked up a dozen white sandworms back into the empty porcelain vase. He did not have the great ambition to cherish the moth sandworms and did not have so many ideas about the equality of all races. Since they were all still alive, of course there was no need to kick them.
Damn it, I still have to sweep the floor and clean it, and wait until next time I go to the Gobi Desert to catch bugs and put them back.
After taking the first step in spiritual practice, his biggest feeling was...
Turn left after exiting the study door. There is a small bamboo forest behind the corridor, and a small room under the red bricks and green tiles. I quickly put the water in... After holding it in for a long time, I felt like it was exploding.
Practitioners are also hungry and need to eat! Practitioners also have cycles and need to eliminate them!
Why is it that other people’s cultivation is so advanced, but when it comes to him, it’s just oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea?
"Chunhua, bring breakfast! I'm hungry! Get some more steamed buns! I want some stuffed with meat!"
Lou Xiaoyi shouted outside, and then there was the sound of the little maid running, heading straight to the kitchen.
After washing up and having breakfast, Lou Xiaoyi went to greet his mother as usual. It was nothing important. After chatting for a while, he returned to his study.
This was at least the first step. If he said he was unhappy, he would be lying. He was very eager. He needed to go through everything that happened last night so as to determine the next plan.
Life requires planning, especially a life of spiritual practice.
He noticed that there were no remnants of the barbed tail hook of the white sandworm on his body. At that time, he knew very well that various parts of his hands and face had been stung. No matter how powerful the Zhong Parallel Qi Jue was, it was impossible to remove all the solidified burrs.
Absorb it cleanly?
First, I ran the Parallel Qi Technique a few times, but I felt that the gains were very small, and I was almost stuck in the same place. On the one hand, it was because of the lack of inspiration, and on the other hand, because the timing was wrong.
Practice in this world has different effects at different times. The best times are Mao hour and You hour. Simply put, it is the time when the sun rises and sets, because the spiritual energy at this time is the most active and the most friendly, which has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. .
Of course, if you spend twelve hours practicing and no one will care about you, the efficiency is too low.
This refers to nature's ingenuity in eating. If you use spiritual weapons and spiritual objects, there won't be so much emphasis on it, including these white sand worms.
Lou Xiaoyi knew very well that his current level was the entry into the breath-taking stage. It could not be any lower level, that is, he could barely feel the existence of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but he was still far from mobilizing them, and he was far from learning the art. At the level of Dharma, with his little cultivation, he might not be able to set off even a small flame.
This point is very strict in the Zhongxingqi Jue. Only when you feel the heat in the Zhongdantian and the feeling of swelling and fullness is the time to initially learn the technique.
Now, the word "eat", the word "eat", completes the foundation of spiritual practice.
You still have to rely on insects!
After this first experience, my psychological tolerance has become much stronger. When I see white sandworms again, I feel less disgusted and more friendly. After all, they are partners who help me practice and need to be treated kindly.
Lou Xiaoyi took off his arms and upper body, wanting to see what the tail hook of the white sandworm was?
Gently remove the lid of the porcelain bottle and keep it at the same opening and closing level as last night. Ten years will be enough for him now. He has just started and can't run because he will pull it.
Just like yesterday, another dozen white sandworms jumped out, and immediately after landing, they launched an attack on the danger they felt; the only difference was that the attacked no longer panicked, but watched with interest. Their movements were as they watched the little flesh bugs approaching. Before they even got close to the skin, they bowed their bodies, turned around, and a white light popped out from their tails and disappeared into his body.
It was almost the same pain and swelling as yesterday, but because I was confident, I could endure it as much as I could. At the same time, I was running the Qi Movement Technique to transport the more than ten tiny spiritual airflows that submerged into my body.
An hour later, the body completely returned to normal, and at the same time, the white sand worm's inspiration was completely digested.
In this process, he came to two conclusions.
First of all, the tail hook of the white sandworm does not actually exist. It is not a real thing like a wasp. It is just an imagination of ordinary people after being stung. It is not a real tail hook, but a pure inspiration. , it's just shot from the tail.
Secondly, he has not been able to fully absorb the spiritual power of these white sand insects. Now he can only absorb half of it, and the rest is slowly spreading out and integrating into the world.
He knows that this is the reason why his Zhongxing Qi Jue is not proficient enough and not attractive enough. One day, when his own cultivation becomes stronger, I am afraid that in just one week of running the Qi Movement Jue, he will be able to make these He has absorbed all the inspiration, but if that day comes, he will probably look down on the white sandworm's inspiration, right?
He practiced cultivation by being stung by insects. He never thought that he would do this in such an incredible way.
No matter whether the cat is black or white, it is a good cat if it can catch mice!
