Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 2 The lonely smoke in the desert, the sunset on the long river, where is the bright moon?

In the desert Gobi, the golden crow hangs high, and the sun is scorching.

At this time, it was approaching noon, and the rising temperature made Chen Xuan feel more and more scorching heat.

The climate here is very dry, and Chen Xuan feels the fire rising in his heart with every breath he takes.

Chen Xuan adjusted his breathing rhythm. Although he didn't know the name of the breathing method, he could feel the vitality of heaven and earth when he breathed. It entered the body with the breath, and after washing himself, the exhaust gas in the body was expelled.

After such a cycle, Chen Xuan felt that the world in front of him had become a little different.

When Chen Xuanjing was concentrating and the soul appeared, it became like a dream.

It seemed that the inner landscape vision that had lasted for several years was reflected at this moment, and it turned out that the practice was indeed worthwhile!

Tao, the same is true again.

Chen Xuan didn't know where he was, but he still walked towards the sunset.

From the moment when the soul appeared, at the sunset, Chen Xuan felt the abundant water energy.

Chen Xuan, who was belatedly aware of the situation, did not think that he was still in the original world. This can be seen from the letter.

"But any life cannot survive without water. Water is the source of life."

It is an unchanging truth that civilization thrives on big rivers. Therefore, wherever water converges, there must be people living by the water.

The faintly visible white bones along the way all show that this is a world where people live.

The rusty sword still stands next to the bones of its owner, telling the story of the fight day and night.

Chen Xuan looked at the endless Gobi desert and sighed helplessly before setting off on the road again.

Step by step, Chen Xuan walked faster and faster before he knew it.

In an instant, a strong wind swept through, and Chen Xuan was marching hard in the wind and sand. The sand and gravel in the wind blew out his face, leaving many blood stains.

But Chen Xuan still walked firmly towards the place where the water veins gathered in the distance. As a person, he knew that once he became dehydrated, death would definitely be waiting for him.

In the sudden wind that swept across hundreds of miles, Chen Xuan's figure was like a flat boat on the sea.

With the ups and downs of the wind and waves, but from the beginning to the end, Chen Xuan's flat boat never capsized.

"Ow!"

The shrill howl of the wolf gradually came from the wind and sand, and reached Chen Xuan's ear.

Walking sideways with a wolf in the Gobi desert, is there anything more outrageous than this?

After a long time, the wind and sand gradually subsided, and the wild wolves were no longer there, leaving only a few traces of reddish brown on the desert Gobi.

It proved that the roar of the wolf that Chen Xuan heard just now was true. It turned out that the wolf came with the strong wind and yellow sand. It was not a rumor but only a few people had seen it.

After walking for about dozens of miles, the Golden Crow returned to the west, and the orange-red sunset echoed the distant horizon.

And the place where the water veins gathered that Chen Xuan had just perceived was also displayed in front of him at a glance.

The winding dead trees were vaguely scattered not far from the shore. In the clear lake, a bright sun was reflected, but it was a little incomplete.

It's just that maybe the lake is still getting old. The lake looks like a goose egg, with many branches branching out, looking like a mahogany comb.

The setting sun in the sky, the setting sun in the water, where is it true!
"It's a good scene, but it's a pity that it can't be recorded."

Chen Xuan, who was walking among the dead trees, said with emotion.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, where is the peace of mind?

Not long after, the setting sun receded, the sky was getting late, and the stars appeared above the sky.

Starlight filled the sky, almost covering the entire sky. Chen Xuan could not remember when he had seen such a beautiful scenery, or perhaps he had never seen it before.

It can be seen that after the sky was filled with stars, Chen Xuan was faced with endless doubts.

There are people in this world, there are swords, horses and wild wolves, there are winds and sands in the sky, and there are stars in the sky.

only!

But, why can't I see the moon alone?
The bonfire was burning cracklingly, and the dead trees were dry and easily ignited. A gentle filing of the magnesium rod could ignite the dead branches.

After practicing the Anonymous Viewpoint taught to him by the old Taoist, in the past few years, Chen Xuan has gotten used to using himself to perceive the existence of the sun and the moon.

Even if the Golden Crow is returning to the west, Chen Xuan can still perceive the existence of the Great Sun.

But Jinwu returned to the west, but there was no jade rabbit hanging on the branch.

If this is a world without a moon, then there are gaps in this world, but since there are gaps, what is the practice?
If Chen Xuan couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it any more. If it came, he would settle down and act properly.

This is the truth that Chen Xuanwu has figured out in the past many years. He is an ordinary person, and he can only act properly in the face of things.

The lonely smoke in the desert, the setting sun on the long river, the bright moon does not exist, only the wanderer leans on the dead tree to sleep.

Although a day had passed, Chen Xuan, who had eaten that bowl of rice, didn't feel any hunger in his stomach.

How could he sleep in the Gobi desert, surrounded by dangers?
The bonfire is still there, and the winding dead tree stump is not a problem even if it burns for most of the night.

The vitality of heaven and earth is converging towards Chen Xuan. Cultivation means cultivating the mind. Cultivation of one's nature can be done without cultivating one's life. Cultivation is the first disease.

The world of mortals is like a roaring furnace. If there is no intertwining of lives, how can one live forever?

If you only cultivate your life, your lifespan will be the same as that of heaven and earth. A foolish man is confused and does not know where to go.

If you only cultivate your nature, you will grow ashes in the oven of the human world, and you will be a ghost and immortal for nothing.

The dual cultivation of life and soul is just the way to longevity. I have realized this since I saw the old Taoist concocting alchemy in the Taoist temple of the old Taoist priest.

It's just that the old Taoist master passed on his way, why didn't he bring him with him?
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In the vast desert Gobi!

The crisp sound of horse hooves gradually began to sound, and the sound of the carriage moving quickly made people a little scared after hearing it.

Guarded by hundreds of barbarian cavalry, two carriages galloped across the vast Gobi desert.

Behind them were the elite cavalry subordinates of the Golden Tent Royal Court who were chasing after them, and it became their instinct to ride and shoot fast with bows and strong horses.

The marching cavalry threw rounds of arrow feathers at the carriage, and the arrows were mixed with ringing arrows.

The screaming sound of the arrow cutting through the air guided the direction for the subsequent arrows.

In the carriage with dozens of arrows stuck in it, there was a pale woman dressed in indigo blue clothes without any makeup, hugging a child tightly.

"Xiaoman, we are not afraid!"

"We must be able to escape."

The child who saw his father Khan being poisoned to death and being kidnapped by his stepmother not long ago seemed unusually calm.

How could there be simple children in the royal family of the Golden Horde.

"Your Highness, the Subi Lake is twenty miles ahead."

"After passing Sumbihu, we arrived at Weicheng. Your Highness, we are finally back."

In another carriage, an old man sitting cross-legged said aloud.

The voices full of vicissitudes of life were all filled with joy. After three years in the desert and on the grasslands on the other side of the Gobi desert, I was finally going home.

(End of this chapter)