Emperors, generals and ministers are mortal. Some people practice Taoism in order to escape birth, old age, sickness and death, and live forever.
Thousands of iron cavalry are no match for the power of the sky. Some people practice Taoism in order to seek power beyond others.
The heaven and the earth are mysterious and the stars are vast. Some people practice Taoism to seek the origin and understand the mysteries of the universe.
"Why do you want me to take you in as an apprentice?" The narrow-eyed old Zhao Nan stood behind Yuan Tianyi with his back arched and his hands hanging down. Yuan Tianyi was standing in front of several wooden houses and asked the young man in front of him. , "What are you asking for?"
The boy looked up. The colorful brilliance came into his eyes. At this time, Luofu rained and the sky cleared, and a rainbow happened to span the sky. This rainbow, like the colorful dragon boat and the disdainful eyes of those two beauties in palace costumes, made the young man's eyes glow hot!
There were many reasons in his mind, but he was blunt by nature, and he couldn't speak eloquently. He looked up at Yuan Tianyi for a while, but couldn't even answer a word.
"What's your name?" Yuan Tianyi who didn't get an answer didn't seem to care, and asked.
The boy shook his head with difficulty, "I don't have a name." He has been an orphan for as long as he can remember, and he doesn't know where he was born. Only the little girl who is dependent on the boy will call him brother Shitou, and that is also the fortune teller that the little girl heard one day that he was so poor that he could not even know the horoscope of the boy. To make it up, that's why I called it that way, but the kind-hearted girl couldn't even tell the name from the last name. The name of brother Shitou was not a name.
In fact, the young man didn't know that if he couldn't climb this mountain, Yuan Tianyi didn't even need to know his name, but now it's completely different. The young man's eyes are desperate and persistent in seeking Tao, this kind of The fearless and brave gaze also flashed in Yuan Tianyi's eyes. Yuan Tianyi looked at the boy, and thought of the first time he saw him pinching the bead in his hand that day, and thought of putting the bead in the hands of Fairy Cangyue, and thought of the first time he was in Luoshui. Bei met her scene. White clouds and gray dogs, flying flames and flowing gold, decades of light and shadow flashed across his sea of consciousness in an instant. No one expected that Yuan Tianyi actually saw his own "Heavenly Tribulation" at this time!
Only the ascetics who have cultivated to the legendary Transcending Tribulation Period will face their own "Heavenly Tribulation". The reason why it is called the Sanjiu Heavenly Tribulation is that the Heavenly Tribulation is divided into three layers and nine levels. But throughout the ages, it is not known whether there are ascetics who can really survive the nine heavenly tribulations. For thousands of years, as long as they can survive the first heavenly tribulation, they are already what the ascetics call the immortals. According to each person's circumstances and different cultivation methods, the "Heavenly Tribulation" triggered is also different. Some ascetics who practice the wind and thunder formula will trigger the heavenly calamity of nine heavenly winds and seven levels of thunder calamity. Greed, hatred, and ignorance are reincarnated in the sky, and there are thousands of ascetics in the world, but few of them can reach this last step for thousands of years. Therefore, no one can express clearly what kind of nine-fold heavenly calamity they will face in the end after practicing a certain technique.
Only those ascetics who have reached this level can realize the "Heavenly Tribulation" they are about to face. Between gaining and giving up, Yuan Tianyi's cultivation has inadvertently taken another step, and finally took the last step. What made Yuan Tianyi smile slightly in his heart was that he found that his "Heavenly Tribulation" "It turned out to be a "causal catastrophe!" that even fewer people have experienced!
"Your name is Luo Bei."
"Luobei?" The boy repeated the name. He who has not stepped into the world of cultivation has no idea that Yuan Tianyi has finally stepped into the realm that only a few people have reached in thousands of years. When Yuan Tianyi said this, his tone was still calm and cold. But looking at him, the boy felt a little more warmth in his heart out of thin air.
"From today onwards, you are my disciple of Luofu. I have already told you that if you practice my Luofu Kungfu, you will have a narrow escape from death. Since you have made this choice, you are putting your life and death in my hands, so from now on Starting today, you must not disobey in the slightest what I want you to do, even doubt in your heart, can you do it?"
The boy nodded vigorously. A roll of yellowed silk fell from Yuan Tianyi's hand, and he casually said to the boy: "If you can't read, Lao Zhaonan will read it to you. If you don't understand anything, you can ask He, but within ten days, you have to memorize them all. After ten days, you start to practice by yourself."
The young man took a deep breath, and picked up the long yellowed silk scroll. The golden words and images on it looked as obscure as possible. He nodded stiffly, and looked at the grinning man. Lao Zhaonan.
There is no imaginary majestic fairy cave, no Qiongchi Yuye described by old fortune tellers, immortals with birds and beasts on them, radiant buildings and palaces, old Zhao Nan and Solitude looking at Miao Yi in their dying years. The independent Yuan Tianyi, a boy with a pure nature, couldn't help but ask, "Where is our Luofu Sect? Where are the other teachers?"
"Where you and I are, is where the Luofu Sect is. I, the Luofu Sect, have always been a single lineage."
Yuan Tianyi's indifferent explanation made the young man tremble.
At this moment, the original Tianyi with bare feet and sackcloth is like a white lotus, isolated in the mountains.
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"Luobei", under the dim oil lamp, the originally unknown boy put down the yellowed volume of "Maha Kalomi Dharma" he had memorized by rote, and wrote his name on the sand table. "Uncle Zhaonan, look at what you taught me, am I right?"
The senile old Zhao Nan put down the coarse linen clothes he was sewing, squinted his eyes, and laughed, "Young master, you are right."
"Uncle Zhao Nan, aren't you Luo Fu's disciple?"
"That's right, didn't the master tell you that Luofu has always been passed down in a single line, with only one disciple in a generation. I'm just the master's servant." Lao Zhaonan took the trouble to answer his words with his own Miao-Yi accent.
"But why only pass on one? Don't other sects have many disciples?"
"Different sects have different rules, just like a thing exists for a reason. According to Luofu's rules, if you grow up and accept apprentices, you can only accept one, young master."
"Uncle Zhao Nan, don't call me Young Master, call me...call me Luo Bei, I always sound awkward."
"Of order, young master." Lao Zhaonan grinned, "Luobei, this name sounds nice."
Creaking, creaking, the wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and the window lattices were blowing again, and the lights of the oil lamps were flickering, but the young man's heart was very warm. Although Yuan Tianyi and Lao Zhaonan had only been in contact with him for a few days, they gave him a taste of home that he never had before. Although he knew that his talent was mediocre, he decided not to let this name disappoint his master!
He recited the "Maha Kalomi Dharma" carefully again. It took nine days of hard work. Luo Bei, who had ordinary qualifications, finally recited the thirty-four volumes of "Maha Kalomi Dharma", including the old Zhao Nan memorized the explanations for the words and sentences he didn't understand.
"Can I start practicing one day earlier?" Luo Bei, who had completely recited it, asked Lao Zhaonan inquiringly. He originally thought that he should ask his master Yuan Tianyi this question, but after all, when he looked at Lao Zhaonan, he was not as in awe as he was when he was facing Yuan Tianyi.
The skinny old Zhao Nan nodded, "Master has explained it before, as long as you recite it completely and understand the meaning, then I can take you to practice."
"Master, isn't he going?"
"He's doing other things now, but he said that when you reach the second level of cultivation, he can take you to see him."
Luo Bei looked at the "Maha Kalomi Dharma" in his hand, nodded, and suddenly asked, "Has those heavenly masters been watching me climb this mountain?"
"Yeah, I just didn't expect you to come up so soon."
"What was that two-headed monster that day?" The boy finally asked the question he had held back for a long time, "And what did it feed me, and now I still feel that I have endless strength."
"That's a two-headed salamander. It's a unique spirit beast in Luofu, but the ordinary two-headed salamander looks like a two-headed lizard. The one you saw must have eaten some kind of spiritual grass and strange fruit. Gradually cultivated into a human form." Lao Zhaonan stopped the work in his dead-branch-like hands, "The thing it gives you to eat is called Zhanxike Zhacao. In the local dialect, Zhanxike Zha means the power of the mountain god. If you eat it, it is equivalent to swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for several years. However, if ordinary people eat it, they will not only rarely get sick, but also have strong qi and blood, and their energy will increase several times. You saved it Its life, it knows how to repay its kindness."
"Can spirit beasts also cultivate?" the young man asked curiously.
"Of course." The light in Lao Zhao Nan's amber-like eyes flashed, and then dimmed again, "Everything in the world, plants and animals, all enjoy the nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. No matter what kind of creature it is, as long as it knows how to practice, it can be done. Cultivation is just that people are born with spiritual consciousness and know how to explore the mysteries of heaven and earth. Among them, those who have enlightened have left many exercises for future generations to practice. And like the mountain salamander, most of them are born ignorant, and life and death depend on destiny Among them, some of them happened to have enlightened consciousness, most of them didn’t have the current cultivation methods, and they lacked enlightenment, they acted entirely on their own nature, many of them were not accepted by people, and the world called them demons, while some practiced according to their own nature, or practiced Inner alchemy and treasures are the most precious treasures in the eyes of many cultivators, and they often hunt for them, so this kind of practice is much more difficult than ordinary people's practice."
Luo Bei had just started contacting this world that he didn't know before. Although he didn't understand everything, he listened with great interest. He asked again: "Then it was beheaded, will it be okay?"
"The two-headed mountain salamander won't die unless both heads are cut off, so don't worry." Lao Zhaonan narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Then what are those fruits it took away?" Luobei seemed to have endless questions, "It just thought I wanted to grab those fruits from it, so it attacked me."
"That's pagoda fruit. It's not a rare thing, but the fruit that the salamander likes to eat most, just like a kind of golden-haired wild monkey in Luofu, who likes to eat a kind of yellow-shelled nut. It's just like life. It’s just that you haven’t cultivated enough, you haven’t lost your true nature.” But upon hearing this question, Lao Zhaonan’s face showed a rare solemn look, “To cultivate this "Maha Kalomi Dharma", you must first be able to resist it. Natural temptation is the only way to do it.”
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