Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 88
Arriving at Fangtai Pavilion, there are still sporadic Taoist priests scattered around here. There are people coming in and out, and there seems to be a lot of gatherings in the pavilion.

Chen Yu followed the procedure described by Taoist Jiang, handed over ten taels of silver, and took the wooden token handed over by the other party.

The wooden sign is exquisitely crafted, with a complex text on the front and back. In my memory, it seems to be an ancient text thousands of years ago, which is more complicated than today's.

"Don't throw away the wooden sign. When you come out, you can bring it here and get back the money."

"Thank you, it's worth the trouble."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yu stepped into the tall wooden building with a sense of impatience.

The pavilion is divided into inside and outside, and the outside is independent, more like a circle of walls, also made of some unknown wood, extremely flat.

Inside, there are three small buildings, each four stories high, with banners floating above them, depicting dark black birds.

"Taoist Jiang said that if you want to look at miscellaneous categories, you should go to the left, and the broad theory of various schools should go to the right. As for the orthodox Taoist scriptures, all of them are placed in the center."

He took a few steps forward, and sure enough, he saw different plaques on the three pavilions, the one in the middle was the most elegant, as if written and engraved by a famous master, with powerful brushstrokes and ease.

At first glance, the artistic conception is also dusty and ethereal.

Chen Yu raised his head and took a look, then walked straight in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a Taoist priest in green robes sitting on the floor facing the corner of the wall, a lamp was lit beside him, but the wick was not a candle. Looking closer, it was a kind of fluorite, not much light, but there was skylight shining from the top, reflecting each other. It's not that bleak either.

"[Changyong]...[Zibi]...[Sili]..."

Walking all the way down to the depths of the pavilion, he stopped and walked, and saw that there were quite a lot of books placed here.

In comparison, Yunheguan's five Daoist books pale in comparison.

Fortunately, in Fangtai Pavilion, there are pieces of wood similar to bookmarks hanging on a bed of bookshelves, and there are too many books stacked up, so that people will not fall into the predicament of finding books.

Soon, he found [Jin Wen].

Here are all medical books.

Not in a hurry to leave, Chen Yu randomly picked a book and spread it out in his hands—the book was brand new, obviously it was not the original, but was copied later by Zhengyuan Temple.

Flipping through the "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" in front of him, especially the description of the internal organs, he quickly immersed himself in it.

Leaning on the ground, not caring about the fall of the robe, just looking at it according to the skylight.

……

The five zang organs, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, in the cognition of countless ancients, the five zang organs are the place for biochemistry and storage of essence, energy, blood and body fluid, and they are the center of the human body, which is very important.

Known as the five gods.

In some medical scriptures and Daoist scriptures, the five internal organs are related to practice, and they are closely related to the heaven and the earth.

And if you feel that all these are too false and there is no real evidence, then when it comes to martial arts, it is also based on the internal organs to achieve internal training.

In Taoism, the internal organs are also known as the inner palace.

It is juxtaposed with Zifu Niwan in Shangdantian.

At this moment, Chen Yu was thoughtful, flipping the pages of the book in his hand to absorb the various sayings recorded on it.

The thoughts in my head were ups and downs, colliding constantly.

What is dirty practice?

It is recorded in "Yunhe Gong" that it is for strengthening the five bodies.

The five bodies here refer to the five viscera, so it has been passed down from generation to generation that the human body has secret treasures, and the five viscera are the five viscera. Even opening one of the viscera can strengthen one's body, and opening the five viscera together is a great achievement.

The internal training is to temper the five internal organs, become far beyond the past, so as to open the secret store together with the human body.

but……

"There are no secrets."

Chen Yu shook his head, frowning and then loosening.

The old Taoist went a long way in internal training during his lifetime, and the five internal organs were almost tempered to perfection—not at the level of skills, but because the human body has reached its limit.

In the final analysis, visceral training also has to stimulate strength through muscle tremors, and polish it bit by bit.

However, the viscera are delicate, and different from the flesh and blood, the viscera are too closely connected to each other, and a single trigger can affect the whole body, causing myocardial infarction, internal bleeding, and organ rupture at every turn.

Even though the old Taoist reached the limit under various opportunities, he still failed to discover the so-called secret treasure in the formula.

In the comment left, the other party said:

[Your generation's nonsense, post-scholars should not believe it]
In fact, during the past two days, Chen Yu had inquired about this matter during the Ritual Festival.According to Jiang Taoist and Qian Xuanzhong, most of the martial arts cheats must be believed, let alone believed completely.Throughout the ages, there are countless people who have practiced such near-supernatural powers as Tiger Leopard Lei Yin in books and classics.

However, in the past 20 years, no one has been seen.

One can imagine how much water is mixed in it.

The same is true of secrets.

But Chen Yu also has doubts. There is a magical power like fetal breath in his body. Although it is catalyzed by spiritual fluid, it is really known and not a fantasy.

"Practice the five internal organs... No one else can rely on them, they only rely on uncontrollable strength to polish them. But I can use my spiritual power to control the subtleties, and I have psychic fluids to assist..."

At this point, he couldn't help but think, could it be more daring to draw the fetal breath floating and occupying the dantian into the five internal organs?

In the past few days, as soon as the mental power touched the fetal breath, it was swallowed up and disappeared, and the opponent was strengthened in vain.

But now, as the spiritual power in Niwan Palace is becoming more and more vigorous, perhaps some of it can be drawn out by water grinding.

Do it when you think of it.

Without hesitation, Chen Yu got up and looked around, found a place where no one was around, and prepared the spiritual liquid at any time.

Close your eyes and sink your mind, your mood gradually becomes empty.

A ray of mental power goes down to the internal organs, and then to the position below the navel, where there is a seemingly illusory dantian.

Mist-like fetal breath lingers in it.

When the two touched, the fetal breath seemed to be so hungry and thirsty that it had seen a dried fish, and it jumped on it directly.

Fortunately, he has enough mental strength. If it was said that the drooping strands were just strands before, then now it is pouring down, silently like a waterfall invisible to the naked eye.

Press directly on the Dantian.

hiss--

His brows twitched, Niwan's mental strength was too much for a while, and he couldn't help but feel pain.

But it still didn't stop, a steady stream of mental power washed over the outer wall of the dantian, and the fetal breath was rolled out one after another, even before it had time to absorb and strengthen, it was hooked up and pulled into the liver organ.

Long-term tempering, plus the nourishment and strengthening of reed ginseng ointment and spiritual liquid, the liver is undoubtedly more suitable for this verification than the other organs that are slightly insufficient.

At the same time, he quickly drank a sip of the spiritual liquid and observed the changes intently.

"..."

A quarter of an hour later, the mouth was numb, and there was still no change in the liver.

Can't it?
When I opened my eyes, there was a sense of dryness in my mind, which was a manifestation of mental fatigue.

Chen Yu didn't pay attention to it, but meditated, reviewing the whole process.

His original intention was to search for the so-called hidden treasure in the human body, but now it seems that there may be no such thing as the old Taoist said, and everything is just a beautiful imagination of the sages.

Forget it, he let go of his thoughts and decided to read some more Taoist scriptures, maybe there were omissions before.

The sight returned to the liver, and the fetal breath was pulled, but at this moment it seemed to be dead silent, completely motionless.

The liver organ itself has not been further strengthened.

Fortunately, there was no abnormal change. After careful experience, he found that everything seemed to be a few wisps of fetal breath that had nothing to do with flesh and blood.

But when Chen Yu swallowed the psychic liquid and performed the soul-strengthening technique, a trace of familiar warmth gushed out from the liver...

(End of this chapter)