Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 170 Practice fake and become real

Wen Lianggong turned around with a normal expression and looked at Chen Zian, who was standing on the wall with his hands behind his back, a graceful figure, swaying sideburns, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

"It's just a slight understanding of martial arts and a small breakthrough in realm."

"A small breakthrough?"

Chen Zian's figure is elegant, as if he is walking on the wind. He jumps lightly from the wall and stands silently in the courtyard like a slow movie. He is really cool and unrestrained. People who don't know it will feel that he is very cool. The idea that he was definitely the protagonist emerged spontaneously.

Wen Lianggong half-squinted his eyes, and there was an air of elegance in Chen Zian's movements, but what supported this movement was an extremely solid force that was far more powerful than his internal energy.

So angry!

After the completion of the fourth practice, Mo Tie Jin increased by more than several times. Just by spontaneously spreading out the circulation, he could build a dense circulation network of internal energy in his body.

Coupled with the characteristics of Qi penetrating the whole body derived from the mastery of Qi training, his iron-grinding strength and copper-body strength have skyrocketed.

But compared with the infuriating energy bursting out from Chen Zian's movements in front of him, it was still a little underwhelming.

Internal strength is the foundation for the next step of cultivating true energy.

Hearing the surprise in Wen Lianggong's mouth, Chen Zian had a faint smile on his face, looking as proud as his generation in the world.

These words came out of his mouth without any burden, not to mention he didn't tell any lies, and he even boasted a little. If you count the practice scenes brought by those panels when you advance, until now, he is practicing martial arts. I'm afraid I have been practicing for fifty or sixty years.

Wen Lianggong opened his mouth, and finally closed it without saying anything. If he said that he had mastered the fourth practice in less than half a year, the other party would not know if his heart would collapse and he would fall into doubt in his life.

Chen Zian didn't feel suspicious at all. Instead, he praised Wen Lianggong repeatedly and looked at Wen Lianggong with slight admiration.

Wen Lianggong's face remained normal as he said: "I have been immersed in the Dacheng of the Three Practices of Muscles, Bones and Skin for ten years. The internal energy is washed away, the Qi and blood flow, and I also have the method of the real acupoints. I suddenly realized that the Dacheng of Qi training is what it should be."

If placed in reality, Chen Zian's practice is absolutely amazing. After three years of practice, he achieved great success in four exercises, and then he triumphantly stepped into the realm of transcendence and sainthood.

"You do have some of my demeanor back then. No wonder I took a liking to you and brought you to the Huanhuan Sect. Back then, this young sect master broke through the four realms in three years, and the Qi training was completed overnight. In the end, the inner strength was combined, and the training was fake. Truly, step into the path.”

Zhenqi, Zhenqi, if you want to practice the fake to become the real, you need an extremely strong spirit to cooperate.

That’s because I haven’t met myself.

"That's right, in three years, I have traveled to other places that would have taken dozens and hundreds of years. I am the number one person in the Hehuan Sect throughout the ages."

"Three years?"

such a pity……

While thinking in his mind, Chen Zian had already looked Wen Lianggong up and down, and said with a strange expression: "You call this a small breakthrough in your realm? I see that your breathing is long and has a rhythm of its own. I am afraid that you have completely mastered Qi training. I When I saw you yesterday, you hadn’t even started practicing Qi yet.”

Seeing that Wen Lianggong was speechless, Chen Zian became even more happy. He just liked to see himself say the words that he had achieved through three years and four years of training, and then others looked extremely shocked and admired, which made him feel very comfortable.

Chen Zian reached out and patted Wen Lianggong's shoulder.

"Work hard. With your qualifications, maybe after a hundred years or so, you might be able to become an elder of the Hehuan Sect. With your senior brother and me protecting you, no one will be able to bully you." After a pause, Chen Zian finally seemed to remember. The purpose of his coming, he said: "Master seems to be in seclusion to adjust his true energy due to the changes in the world. I'm afraid there are still some days before leaving seclusion. I originally wanted to take you to become a disciple, but it seems that this matter has to be postponed a little. It’s over.”

As he spoke, Chen Zian took out a fan from somewhere on his body and shook it. He said with a smile on his face: "Did you have any doubts about the book I gave you yesterday? It's a pity that I will explain it to you in detail." .”

Upon hearing this, Wen Lianggong coughed dryly and said, "I don't know how to read."

"What's wrong with you?!" Chen Zian, who was talking to himself, didn't react for a moment, but then his face was filled with shock and he said in disbelief: "What the hell? You can't read?"

Wen Lianggong, who had always been thick-skinned, couldn't help but blush when he saw Chen Zian like this, and said with embarrassment: "Yes, the calligraphy I learned is different from that of your Hehuan Sect, although many of the words are of the same origin and can be generally recognized. But without anyone to answer my questions, I'm afraid my practice will go astray."

Chen Zian held it in for a long time and finally said: "I will issue a sect mission later and ask someone to teach you how to read."

Wen Lianggong said seriously: "Thank you, senior brother."

Chen Zian calmed down at this time and couldn't help but look Wen Lianggong up and down: "What kind of kung fu were you best at before?"

"Henglian."

"Heng Lian?!" Chen Zian's eyes brightened: "Then your energy and blood should be very strong."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows and said: "As long as there are martial arts masters who practice martial arts, there are many people with strong vitality and vitality."

"It's different." Chen Zian shook his head slightly. He seemed to know that Hehuan Sect had been closed for a long time and seemed to be out of touch with the mythical world. After all, the practice method cannot be static. With the evolution of heaven and earth, martial arts and immortal ways will change, and the same is true for words. .

"In that era of our practice, Qi training was the mainstream, and physical training was considered inferior. After all, it is easiest to develop inner strength through breathing and breathing, and then through concentrating meditation to condense the spirit, finally the body and The combination of strength, strength and intention can make false practice come true and lead to the true path of Qi training.”

As he spoke, Chen Zian began to show off his jawline again, and said with an expression of relief that the world has gone through a lot of changes.

"Martial arts were just common martial arts in the era when immortality was prevalent. Even if there were martial arts masters who stepped into the path of Qi training and cultivation, they were only a handful, and the number was pitiful."

Wen Lianggong couldn't help but said: "Everyone can practice martial arts. The muscles, bones and skin can be practiced step by step. It allows people to understand the inner strength, clearly understand the changes in breathing, and make full preparations for the success of Qi training. If you only practice Qi, it will be too much." I’m interested in talent.”

Chen Zian said calmly: "Cultivation is all about going against the will and becoming an immortal, and being obedient to a human being. If you don't have the talent and foundation, how can you talk about going against nature?"

He spread his hands slightly: "Not to mention other things, there are nearly one hundred thousand mortals in Chengyuefang alone. They are all descended from the disciples of the Hehuan Sect. They are all unable to enter the realm of cultivation because of insufficient qualifications. As time passes, there will be so many people."

He sighed: "Coupled with the scarcity of pure heaven and earth essence nowadays, Hehuan Sect cannot maintain the scale it once had, and the requirements for the disciples it recruits every year are getting higher and higher year by year."

As soon as Chen Zian opened his chat box, he rambled on for a long time, saying that the Hehuan Sect's secret realm of heaven and earth was not originally so small. When the founder discovered this secret realm and used the power of great supernatural powers to anchor the secret realm, the secret realm was vast, spanning nine directions. It has been thousands of miles away, but now nine levels have disappeared, leaving only Lintou with a radius of ten miles.

His lifelong wish is to work hard to recreate the heyday of the Hehuan Sect.

Chen Zian's mouth went dry after talking, and finally he looked around. Wen Lianggong also reacted and said with a little embarrassment: "I just moved here, so I didn't prepare any food or water."

(End of this chapter)