Chaos in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Chapter 37

Under the setting sun, the tranquility of Luofu Mountain remains unchanged, and the dilapidated Huanglong Temple is bathed in the sunset.

The tiles that are in danger of falling at any time have been cleaned up, and the crooked beams and columns of wood have also been neatly stacked in the gaps in the small courtyard wall.

A hut in the east wing of the inner courtyard is neat and beautiful, with the fragrance of wild flowers and young girls faintly in the room, and half of the huts in the west wing, except for one wall leaking air, are fairly clean.

The earthen stove in the courtyard is now emitting a plume of cooking smoke, which rises straight up.

Scattered in the Luofu Mountains, it turns into a trace of human noise, telling the passing travelers and pilgrims that there is a family hidden in this mountain depression.

Under the arrangement of Qing Chan, the industrious little bee, Huang Longguan unexpectedly revealed a half-smoke atmosphere.

"Old Daoist, Xiao Langjun, dinner is ready!" Qing Chan skillfully filled two large pots of rice, and then served a stack of pickles, a plate of green vegetables, and a plate of fried pigeon eggs with wild tomatoes on the square table.

Huanglong Guanwai, an old man and a young man, were chasing in the forest, and the two of them quickly walked through the forest with extremely superb lightness kung fu.

One stood in mid-air facing the void, rising and falling, and the other stepped on the twigs and leaves to borrow strength, and the leaves didn't seem to shake much.

In the end, they landed in front of Huanglong Temple almost at the same time.

"Little white-eyed wolf, relying on the advantage of innate energy to beat me by half a step, what are you proud of?"

"Old and unscrupulous, if you lose, you lose. Don't be convinced, who made you impure, and got into the worries of the world!"

The old and the young rushed into the courtyard, each holding a large basin of rice and began to gobble it up...

"Hey, Miss Qingchan, there is a new cuisine today! Tell me what it is famous for."

"This morning, Mr. Xiao Lang dug out a pigeon nest on the eaves, got seven or eight pigeon eggs, and then taught me to stir-fry them with wild tomatoes and lard. He said they were called tomato scrambled eggs. Are they delicious?"

"Oh! Don't mention this feeling. I am very dissatisfied with everything the little white-eyed wolf does. This "Three Hundred Tips for Housewives" is not satisfactory!"

"Old and unscrupulous, I warn you, you can insult me, but you can't insult this "Three Hundred Tips for Housewives"."

"This is the crystallization of the collective wisdom of outstanding Chinese housewives for thousands of years! What is unsatisfactory? Is this the ceiling of the kitchen?"

"Cut... It's not because of our little Qingchan's ingenuity."

"Yo! Be good, Xiao Qingchan looks a little more beautiful today, come on, let grandpa feel the pulse..."

Guan Ziyang grabbed Qing Chan's hand and avoided the old man's clutches: "I warn you if you are not serious, if you dare to help Qing Chan take advantage of the opportunity, don't blame me for not paying attention to the relationship between master and apprentice!"

"If you don't talk about it, don't talk about it, I'm afraid you won't succeed! Come on!"

"A mere third-rank upper realm, and a challenge to a half-sage, who gave you the courage! Liang Jingru?"

Old Daoist Ge Hong slapped his chopsticks on the table.

"You are old and unscrupulous, you asked for it..." Guan Ziyang was not to be outdone, he dropped his chopsticks and was ready to strike.

Qingchan hurriedly grabbed the two of them at the same time, and shouted: "You are not allowed to quarrel during meal time, if you quarrel any more, you will be fined to cook by yourself tomorrow!"

Qing Chan's threat seemed to be very effective, the old and the young kept silent at the same time.

Picking up the chopsticks again, he shoveled rice into his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on each other!

The two of them eat a lot, and a large pot of rice for each person will be swept away in a short while, and it will all be dried up.

That is to say, in the tropical coastal area of ​​Guangzhou, rice can be harvested twice a year, and the price of rice is cheaper than that in the north.

Otherwise, with the amount of food in these two buckets, Guan Ziyang would be able to eat up all the money that Guan Ziyang brought out from the Guan family in one year.

After the meal, Ge Hong's old man "Ge You Lie" lay on the "sofa" made by Guan Ziyang, which was actually a wooden chair "soft-wrapped" with straw, and picked his teeth leisurely with a bamboo stick.

Guan Ziyang laughed and leaned on the shoulder of the old Taoist, and said crookedly: "Good master, I will stay with you for two years next month, and I am rushing to Jiankang Jiupin Zhongzheng, can you let me go..."

The two who had been arguing a lot just now seemed to have some sense of master-student friendship.

"No, no, you are not allowed to leave until you have reached the first-rank level. What if the third child of the Xie family says that the old Tao has not taught you what to do, and finally take back a piece of gold leaf, but you can't be asked to go back."

"Master, do you have any misunderstandings about martial arts in this world? For ordinary people who can reach the second rank at the age of 30, it is already one in a million. I am only 16 years old and I am about to reach the second rank, which is enough for me to walk in the rivers and lakes." Guan Zi Sunny smiled.

"It's not enough, you can't even get in that little "Martial Arts Grandmaster Ranking" now, how can I rest assured that you will leave!"

"Master, I have innate aura, plus my absolute defense of Tai Chi profound meaning, even if I am a first-rank grandmaster, I have the strength to fight, no problem!"

"Okay, if you want to leave, I still say the old saying, block my saint's coercion!"

"Master, aren't you cheating? How many people in this world can block your saintly coercion!"

"When you reach the first-rank level, you will naturally be able to stop it with the 'qi armor'."

The old Taoist said again earnestly: "I am also doing this for your own good. You have no blood, and when you meet a serious Confucian master, you can't stand the pressure of his blood. How can you fight! How can you say that you are the only one of my real Huanglong?" Closed door disciple, leaving the mountain represents my face!"

Guan Ziyang looked grim, and said angrily: "You old and unscrupulous, are you not allowing me to go!"

Old Taoist Ge Hong was not to be outdone: "You are not allowed to leave!"

"Okay, Qingchan, let's have a bridal chamber tonight!"

Qing Chan was washing the dishes when the bowl in her hand shattered to the ground with a "snap".

"Xiao Langjun, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why, sister Qingchan, don't you want to?"

"I am your maid, I have no right to be willing or not, it's just in broad daylight."

"Besides, last year I mustered up the courage to climb into your bed, trying to complete what the mistress told me to do."

"It's you who said that you want three letters and six ceremonies, and the Ming media is marrying me to let me in! Hmph!" Qing Chan pouted, very displeased.

"Don't, dear disciple, promise me that you will never break your boy's pure yang body before reaching the semi-holy realm!"

"If you don't let me go, I will go to Wushan with my sister Qingchan tonight!"

"It's worth it, you don't want to stay if you are too big, I will help you break through the third-rank realm tonight, and you can go when you reach the second-rank realm..."

"Okay, old and indecisive, you already have a way to help me break the mirror, and you just say it now!"

That night.

In the ruined house of Huanglong Temple, a candle swayed in the wind.

According to the method of "Baopuzi" to circulate qi, Guan Ziyang will be filled with innate qi several times compared to two years ago, and skillfully circulate a big circle, and a powerful internal force will be generated in the dantian in his body.

This internal force is the same as the internal force cultivated by most of the contemporary gentry. "People eat five grains to generate force", and this force is internal force.

Guan Ziyang immediately followed the method of Tai Chi, drawing this internal force continuously in the dantian, and gradually, a vortex similar to the Milky Way was formed.

As the rotation gets faster and faster, the vortex gradually reveals black and white colors, forming a picture of Tai Chi in the dantian, and the rotation speeds up again!
The Tai Chi diagram gradually became blurred again, and the white air continued to rise, along the meridian pulses to the top of the head, and gathered at the Baihui acupoint—the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The black air kept sinking, and finally sank in the perineum—the inner alchemy.

After this mass of internal energy was stripped of the yin and yang by Guan Ziyang's Tai Chi power, the remaining mass slowly merged with the innate energy that wandered through the meridians in the body.

(End of this chapter)