People come and go in the inn, which is always deep in the world of mortals.
Mr. Shen agreed that Shen Lian should start in an inn because this place was a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, which was a great training for people and sophistication.
midnight,
bright moon,
Sycamore.
There is no phoenix on the phoenix tree, but there is the moon.
There is a waning moon in the sky, but there is a full moon on the thick branches of the sycamore tree.
This is not a full moon, but a human head.
This man's head was extremely smooth and filled with moonlight, so it looked like a full moon.
There was another person next to him, a young man.
The breeze blew, and the young man's slightly thin body swayed a little, but his legs were as if they were rooted in the branches, and they were taking root immediately.
The wind shakes the shadow like a green bamboo.
Finally, Shen Lian exhaled in one breath, followed by white smoke curling up and becoming rich.
After Shen Lian breathed out, Ling Chongxiao said:
"This qigong was created by the ancestor of our sect when he was looking for immortals in the past. It is called the Divine Foot Sutra. It is one of the most exquisite qigong in the world. This is what he practiced."
Shen Lian had already received instructions from Ling Chongxiao before and practiced according to the law.
The "foot" of the Shenzu Meridian does not refer to the foot, but the foot with complete energy.
'He is cruel to himself, but he is evil to himself, and I am very angry.'
The formula of this qigong is extremely easy to understand, but it is extremely difficult to practice. This is simply because the first step of this qigong requires the mind to be clear of delusional thoughts, so that it can sense a little bit of the true qi brought from the innate body.
It sounds simple, but there are only a few people in the world who can "enter concentration" and have no delusional thoughts.
Even eminent monks who have practiced for many years do not say that "entering concentration" will lead to "entering concentration".
This is not difficult for Shen Lian.
Practice according to the law, adjust the breathing rhythm, have no thoughts and no images, and live in the clear breeze and bright moon.
Even though Ling Chongxiao knew that Shen Lian was a talented person, he still had to admit that he was a genius.
Shen Lian knew that he was not a genius, just because of the "True Explanation of Shangqing Lingbao Naturally Locking the Heart and Concentrating the Mind".
He entered a state of concentration, practiced according to the law, felt the ray of true energy, controlled it, and followed the meridians to warm and nourish it. It was really as easy as the arm's command.
His body was not very good and his meridians were stagnant, but with his subtle control of the true energy, he was able to open less than half of the acupuncture points of the 'Shou Shaoyin Heart Meridian' in the first practice.
Ling Chongxiao didn't know that Shen Lian had entered the country, but just by looking at his breath, he knew that Shen Lian was truly an unparalleled martial arts prodigy.
When Shen Lian heard Ling Chongxiao's words, he was a little curious and said, "I still don't know what your sect is called?"
Ling Chongxiao said calmly: "Since you asked, I might as well tell you that the patriarch of our sect was a scholar in the past. He failed in the imperial examination and was heartbroken. Later, he figured it out and went to visit Dao Changsheng. Immortal Dao is always outside the world. How could anyone else see it? One year, the Patriarch heard that there were people suspected of being from the Immortal Family overseas, so he set sail and encountered a heavy rain.
Fortunately, the founder survived the catastrophe. He grabbed a piece of boat plank and floated with the waves, and later ended up on a beach.
That beach belongs to an island, and the island is very large.
There is a mountain in the middle, filled with smoke.
The founder saw the majesty of the mountain. After resting on the shore for a day, he walked towards the mountain. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw a cliff leaning against the sky, with the word "Qingxuan" engraved on it.
The cliff is as smooth as a mirror, and I don’t know how the two words were engraved on it.
Each word, stroke by stroke, is more than ten feet long and five or six feet wide. It is completely natural and has no trace of axe.
The founder thought at that time, if it weren't for the immortal family's methods, how could there be such a wonder.
The Patriarch walked along the mountain. The mountain was too big and there were dense forests inside. The Patriarch lost his way and relied on Mr. Lin's wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. Fortunately, he did not encounter poisonous snakes and beasts. "
"But later, the Patriarch met an immortal, and the immortal gave him the secret book?" Shen Lian asked with a smile.
This is really an old routine that I saw in the past.
"It's not that simple. Later, the Patriarch heard the faint sound of the shepherd's flute in the forest, and thought that he could finally see other people. He was lost in the forest for so long that he couldn't even find the cliff leaning against the sky when he came in.
I don’t dare to think too much about meeting a god, I just want to be able to walk out of the forest.
The moonlight was bright that night, but it was very cold in the forest. Even though the ancestor had practiced some superficial fur kung fu, he was still not immune to the cold and heat.
Hearing the sound of the shepherd's flute, he walked towards the source of the sound.
The tune played by the flute was very strange. It was not any tune that the ancestor had ever heard. It was soothing and low-pitched, and a little ethereal.
The Patriarch followed the sound of the flute and walked for who knows how long.
But the more he walked, the more strange he became. Although the ancestor did not calculate how far he walked, he estimated that it was still two or three miles away, but the sound of the flute was still not far or near, and it was not much different from the first time he heard it.
It seemed that as he walked, the source of the flute sound moved to one side.
Later, he smelled a faint fragrance, which was the fragrance of plum blossoms. After a few steps, he saw the trees on both sides, which were gradually replaced by plum trees.
A winding path paved with blue gravel appeared in front of him.
The sound of the flute gradually became clearer and clearer, as if teasing the breeze, full of natural interest.
The Patriarch stepped onto the path. The moonlight fell on the bluestone road, and the clear light splashed everywhere, like a channel of clear water.
The faint fragrance enters the nose, and the previous fatigue is reduced a lot.
Before it was time to have a cup of tea this time, the founder saw a particularly thick and strong plum tree lying in the middle of the road. I don’t know how old this old plum tree was. The branches were bare and there were only a few sparse plum blossoms. Falling stars.
When he got closer, the founder discovered that there was a poem written on the trunk of the plum tree. "
"What poem?" Shen Lian was also particularly curious. This story was much more interesting than those ordinary fairy novels.
The strange sound of the shepherd's flute, the deep plum forest, and the poems engraved on the plum forest.
"This poem is indeed very ethereal."
Ling Chongxiao's eyes reflected the deep moonlight and he leisurely chanted: "
The earth's lungs are called Chongyangzi, calling him a king will cause him to go crazy.
It lasts as long as the sun and the moon when it comes, and it lasts as long as the west and the east when it goes.
Accompanied by clouds and water, they are adjacent to emptiness and emptiness.
The true nature of one spirit exists and does not agree with the minds of others. "
"Accompanying clouds and water, neighboring emptiness and emptiness." When Shen Lian heard this sentence, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, not because of the ethereal nature of this poem, but because he had seen this poem before.
I remember that when he had nothing to do that year, he opened the poetry collection of Chongyang Master and read this poem, and this sentence was the most profound.
When he was reading some time ago, he didn't find that Wang Chongyang or the Quanzhen Sect had appeared in the world, so he felt a little strange.
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