No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 326 Rules
The accident came without warning.

The moment Ning Luo silently recited the Taoist words and Shang Datian listened.

His heart was full of energy and blood!The spine is burning like fire!
If the Lingtai between the foreheads is struck with a heavy hammer, it will hum continuously
Then, a mouthful of blood spewed out!

Blood stained the handrails of the corridor, but it didn't affect Songyang at all.

Ning Luo clutched his chest in surprise, never panicked, but his brows could not help but frown.

"what happened"

"This symptom is a conflict between the meridian and the spiritual vein?"

"Should not"

"The exercises have been verified thousands of times, why did something suddenly go wrong?"

Ning Luo didn't understand.

As a newcomer, to be on the safe side, in order not to cause too much anomaly, he originally planned to proceed step by step, and first use the first book of Dao Jie to embark on the path of cultivation.

But it was backlashed in an instant.

Song Yang's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared behind Ning Luo.

He brushed Ning Luo's spine with his palm, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"No problem, don't panic."

Songyang paused for a moment, changed the subject, and said in a strict voice: "How many times have I said that you are not lonely and courageous in cultivating the way! As a teacher, I don't know who you are angry with, but you must not be too hasty in cultivation, or else you will go crazy, and if you are serious, you will lose your temper." Then the body will perish!"

"These words are not a joke to scare young children!"

"call"

"You're old too, you should be sensible."

Ning Luo: "."

Ning Luo blinked, and was taken aback by Song Yang's words.

Good guy, if you really count age, I am not much older than you in this century of reincarnation?

this dream
It seems that there is no good dream, after all, Ning Luo has not listened to the admonition of his relatives for too long.

Perhaps, never have.

But Ning Luo is angry!
"No, I am a majestic Taoist ancestor, and I am also an existence that opened up the way."

"Even if the cultivation base is not as good as the venerables in the two major traditions."

"But it doesn't mean that you can't even start practicing?"

Ning Luo lowered his head, frowning in thought.

I wonder if it is because of innate differences.

The physicality of people cannot be generalized.

In the world of dust, he in the barren village can breathe out spiritual energy and regulate energy and blood, which can be said to be unique.

But this is the innate instinct of the natives of the Myriad Dharma Realm. The body of ordinary people breathes and breathes on its own after birth.

but
This should not be the reason for the backlash of qi and blood.

Seeing Ning Luo drooping his head and frowning, Songyang thought that Ning Luo was still angry, and his teeth itch with anger.

He used to be the head of the Jiangnan Academy, and was later transferred to Tianqi Fuxue, where he became a doctor of Fuxue, and his position was second only to Dajijiu.

He has taught more than hundreds of thousands of disciples, and the number of Tianjiao and evildoers who have personally taught him is no less than a thousand!

He even worked as a royal servant in the royal family, and even the princes and daughters dared not contradict him.

However, this kid Ning Luo is ignoring him, or even treating him coldly?
Songyang was annoyed.

He changed his usual attitude of turning a blind eye to Ning Luo, and suddenly changed, returning to the appearance of Songyang Shaofu!
Song Yang sternly said: "Today you"

However, the voice did not fall.

"puff"

Another mouthful of blood spewed out!

Songyang: "."

Ning Luo: "."

The four eyes are facing each other, and the two are speechless.

Songyang's fingers froze in the air, and then fell down slumped.

Before the original harsh words came out, they stopped abruptly and swallowed them back into his stomach.

He was afraid that Ning Luo would continue to harm himself and play with his life, so how would he deal with the Ninth Princess?
Ning Luo was also dumbfounded.

Ning Luo did not recite the Taoist words this time.

After all, the essence of Taoism or the so-called exercise scriptures is to connect with heaven and earth.

Practice without exercises is hand-cranked power generation. Only by practicing exercises and being recognized by the Dao of Heaven can the exercises work on their own.

But cultivation itself does not have to rely on exercises.

So Ning Luo gave up the Taoist language for the time being, and tried to adjust the qi and blood pathway and the spiritual vein circuit by himself.

After he confirmed that everything was safe, the two would not conflict again.

Only then did he finally start practicing.

But the results obtained are the same as before.

Another mouthful of blood spewed out!

Ning Luo was tongue-tied and speechless.

Songyang's face was stiff and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Songyang was scared.

He was silent for a long time, holding his forehead, and said helplessly: "You boy, you are really carved out of the same mold as your father. If you don't move, you will fight for your life. Why are you so stubborn?"

Ning Luo was getting angry.

His cultivation has encountered an unprecedented bottleneck, and he is still stuck at the first step of cultivation.

But he didn't reply to Songyang.

Ning Luo calmed down, reflected on what he had done before, and confirmed that there was no problem.

Then he raised his head, pretended to be decisive, and gritted his teeth: "So, how do I start practicing?"

Songyang raised his eyebrows, his expression was even more surprised.

"what happened?"

"This kid has been forced into a hurry, and finally wants to practice hard?"

"Uh"

Songyang always felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

But I can't tell what's so strange about it.

Perhaps, Ning Luo really listened to what he said this time, or maybe it was
"Could it be that this kid has hated the old man, and intends to surpass the old man in the road of cultivation, and teach the old man some lessons?"

Isn't it just a teenager at heart?
I understand everything I understand.

No matter what the reason was, since Ning Luo really wanted to cultivate, Songyang was naturally happy to see it.

With a flash of his figure, he suddenly appeared not far in front of Ning Luo, and said leisurely: "I saw you just acted foolishly, and you don't remember much of the lectures for the teacher on weekdays. If that's the case, I will tell you again as the teacher. once."

"Practitioners are robbing the heavens of good fortune, gathering the five elements and combining the four phenomena, stealing the vitality of the world, stealing the ancestral energy of yin and yang, turning back the handle and turning the celestial hub, opening the gate of Kun and closing the door of Gen."

"Stop."

Ning Luo frowned slightly, gestured for silence, and interjected, "Get to the point."

It doesn't matter if it's polite or not.

After all, it is a human design, so he should be impatient, so as to conform to his image in Songyang's mind.

It just so happens that Ningluo is much more familiar with these big principles than Songyang, and if he really wants to blow it up, he might not know who is the real brother.

Songyang's face froze, and his old face immediately pulled down.

But in the end, he was not angry.

Although those princes and princesses are not as presumptuous as Ning Luo, but...
But the princes and princesses are all in the palace after all, not only know the etiquette well, but also live under the surveillance of the Taoist priests of the Manchu dynasty.

Unlike Ning Luo, he is a free-ranging wild young master.

It seems to be a sense of accomplishment to make a "fierce horse" like Ning Luo obediently listen to the class?
Unknowingly, Songyang was led astray.

He just sighed helplessly, and randomly said in a low voice: "Although these principles sound empty, alas... well, if one day you can reach the Dao Realm, you will naturally understand my painstaking efforts."

"As for practicing."

"If it is not a person who is abandoned by the sky and has a mortal vein, otherwise everyone can practice."

"However, practitioners must follow the three main principles, which are weather, location, and harmony."

"People who are harmonious, their appearance is the body, but they are actually teachers of scriptures."

"The so-called Dao can't be passed on without a scripture, and the scriptures can't be understood without a teacher. Therefore, the three Taoist scriptures and teachers are called the Three Treasures by our Taoist sect."

"As for the right location, that is, the treasures of heaven and earth, treasures of land and elixir, you don't need to worry about these."

"As for the weather, that side is the most critical."

"Although a practitioner is a man of good fortune, he does not act against the sky. He must learn from nature, observe the way of the sky, and follow the way of the sky."

"Therefore, in practice, one should be in harmony with the virtues of the heaven and the earth, the brightness of the sun and the moon, the sequence of the four seasons, and the good and bad luck of ghosts and gods."

With his hands behind his back, Songyang spoke in a clear and logical way.

His explanations are not only easy to understand, but also full of great truths.

Really worthy of the title of Royal Young Master.

However.
"?"

"Stop!"

The blood froth at the corner of Ning Luo's mouth has not been wiped off.

He opened his mouth slightly, his white teeth were stained red with blood, and the blood was mixed with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, his appearance was inexplicably hideous, but...
Inexplicably funny.

Ning Luo stared at the cobblestone garden path, dangling his index finger in front of him, and suddenly interrupted Songyang's preaching.

His fingers stopped suddenly, and then asked back: "You said, practice should be in harmony with the sun and the moon, and in harmony with the four seasons?"

"Well!"

"Whoo, whoo, whoo"

Song Yang forcibly suppressed his anger, closed his eyes and concentrated, and held his breath for a long time.

Then he nodded helplessly: "It should be so."

Ning Luo tilted his head: "What do you mean, is there a difference between day and night solar terms in practice?"

"That's of course." Songyang put his hands behind his back, straightened his waist, and his figure was a little taller, and said sternly: "The twelve hours can be divided into six yang hours and six yin hours. Among them, Zi Chouyin Maochen is the Yang, Wu Wei Shen You Xu Hai is Yin."

"According to the general rules of the sky, practitioners need to enter the yang fire when they are yang, and withdraw the yin talisman when they are yin."

"That is to say, from Zishi to Sishi, keep the Dantian and focus on gas collection."

"And from noon to Hai hour, the qi mechanism descends, focusing on exhalation."

"The qi of yang rises, and the qi of yin descends."

"That's right, Xiao Zhoutian's heat."

After Songyang finished speaking, there was silence in the garden.

"Uh"

"???"

A series of small question marks appeared in the back of Ning Luo's head, and his expression was even weirder.

His palms were hanging in the air, his brows were squeezed into Sichuan characters, and finally he couldn't hold back: "Who made the rules?"

No, who the hell set this weird rule? !
From Zishi to Sishi, that is, from 23:11 at night to [-]:[-] noon, gas must be collected during this time period.

From noon to Hai hour, that is, from 11 o'clock in the noon to 23 o'clock in the night, only this time period can detoxify.

Ning Luo had a question mark on his face.

Does it make sense for him to think about this kind of thing?

What formalistic immortality regulations?
Do I have to give me a whole curfew for Qi refining?

How polite are you? ? ?
Ning Luo was numb.

Crucially, he also realized that his vomiting blood seemed to be caused by this reason.

"Longji in Kunlun Town, the double building under the Shenting"

"The crimson palace starts from the thunder, and the myriad ravines start to fight for the flow"

This is the content of the first volume of Dao Jie. It is very simple, but it is also very practical, and it completely covers the cycle of the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit.

The throat is the heavy building, the forehead is the court of God, the spine is the dragon's spine, and the ankle is the Kunlun.

This is a perfect cycle path.

Take in the external spirit, flow down the throat, refine the inner spirit and blood, reach the feet, and then flow back to the divine court, refine it into spiritual consciousness, and finally spit it out.

There are absolutely no flaws.

The only problem is that.

It's so fast!

And the stronger the talent, the faster the cultivation.

Based on Ning Luo's ability and way of understanding, he just completed a small circle of heaven with just one inhale and one exhale.

But in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm.

Sorry, no.

You breathe in when you are yang, and exhaust when you are yin.

Who cares that you can complete Zhou Tian with just one breath?

No!

A small Sunday is a full day!

Because everyone's name is Xiao Zhoutian, it must be repeated every day!
Ning Luo: "?"

Who stipulated?

Songyang didn't speak immediately, but pointed to the sky.

He looked at Ning Luo's dissatisfied eyes, and said coldly: "It's determined by heaven!"

Ning Luo: "?"

"Practice, remember to guard against arrogance and impetuosity!"

"Zhou Tianhuo is the regulation of the Dao, and it must not be violated. The end of the perverse behavior, ranging from going crazy, to dying in the most serious way!"

"The teacher has said this sentence to you countless times, but you always don't remember it in your heart."

"Sooner or later, you're going to stumble."

Song Yang said in a stern tone, coldly.

However, before he finished speaking, Ning Luo interrupted again: "Why?"

"???"

Now it was Songyang's turn to be full of question marks.

Why? ? ?
This is the law of heaven!

Why do you ask the old man?
that, that, that old man
Unfortunately, Songyang really couldn't answer.

The rules of heaven have always been like this, and monks must follow this point in their practice, and no one can violate it.

Whether it is the 72nd grade of alchemy, or the [-] sects, you must abide by this rule in practice, without exception.

But Songyang didn't notice.

Ning Luo's face darkened.

The way of heaven stipulates so?

Then why didn't other people's ways of heaven stipulate it like this?

abyss of dust, hell, hell
Wait, Cang Ming?
Ning Luo suddenly remembered something.

In the Underworld, his power is restricted by the Dao of Heaven.

This is the case on the surface, but in fact it is restricted by the sea of ​​emptiness.

Or to be precise, it is the Taoism left by the saint in the sea of ​​Taoism.

Then
The ten thousand dharma world's laws and regulations, and the so-called restrictions of the law of heaven
Ning Luo raised his head, his eyes became colder: "Could it be a rule made by people?"

(End of this chapter)