I Am Immortal

  Chapter 67 Last year

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, turned around and went back, and after closing the door, he stretched out his hand and took out the bronze mirror that seemed to be covered with light green patina from the wooden box. The original bronze mirror was plain and inconspicuous , and now there is a streamer on the bronze mirror, in which countless magic arcs emerge, and finally turned into a big character.

【good】

  The young Taoist was stunned. If he looked carefully, he didn't see any other words.

   is a good word.

  It is written with splashes of ink, with a bit of grandeur.

very nice.

   It seems to be short of breath.

  It seems that through hard work, I finally achieved something that I couldn't do.

   There are some willful and pouring refreshments.

"good?"

   "Is this a response?"

  Qi Wuhuo recalled that what he had written before was talking about his own experience, and then he wrote this mantra. In the end, he seemed to ask her if she liked sweet-scented osmanthus cake. If so, I would bring some for her next time.

  The young Taoist finally realized: "Ah, do you like sweet-scented osmanthus cake?!"

  He thought for a while, recalling the girl's playful and wanton appearance, with a slight smile, he said clearly: "That's right."

   "If she has such a character, she should like sweets."

   "However, there should be no sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in this village."

Qi Wuhuo pushed open the window and looked from a distance, and saw that the sun was gradually being covered up again, the rain was already late, but for some reason, the clouds were still there, scattered between the sky and the earth for a long time, and never dissipated for a long time. Judging from the thickness of the rain cloud, it seems that there is still rain to fall, but there is absolutely no drop of rain falling.

  The clouds are like haze, covering the villages and towns, far away from the mountains and rivers.

  Although the rain stopped.

  Maybe there is still a little rain?

  The young Taoist got up, took the bamboo umbrella given to him by the teacher, and then headed towards the capital city of Zhongzhou.

While going, he was flipping through the "Hunyuan Sword Manual" written by Senior Sister Miaoyu in his mind, many of which are suitable for him to lay the foundation for this period. After all, what the teacher taught is the "heart method", not specific practice. Dharma door, as for Dharma door, is to let him wander away from the world of mortals, browse all the Daoist treasures in the world, and then walk out of his own path.

  Senior sister Yumiao seems to have guessed this point, so there is a lot of foundation in the sword manual given to him.

  But even the basic part is the number of roads that point directly to the avenue.

  For example, in this paragraph [When the husband is walking, there is a three-character tactic, which is "clear, quiet, and steady". 】

  【Clear characters, save the gods and clay pills, such as clear water and bright moon, light wind and warm sun】, this is the calmness of the primordial spirit.

  【Jing character, one breath reaches the navel, thinking to see the meaning of lotus cleanness】, this is the clarity of vitality.

  【Fixed words stop at the bottom of the sea, thinking is as stable as Mount Tai, irresistible to external temptations, as luxuriant as pine trees, as warm as the autumn sun, as dew as pearls, as the moon is submerged in water. It is as firm as rigid, and as soft as fluff. 】This is the circulation of essence, my life treasure is in me, and it will not be disturbed by foreign objects.

  These three points are the operation method of Yuanshen, Yuanqi and Yuanjing.

Yumiao combined the practice of these three with the footwork of swordsmanship, and required the practitioners to have this kind of practice when walking in daily life. Accumulation of Qi is as stable as Mount Tai, and will not be disturbed by others.

  At the end, it can be even more [combined into one, from the niwan to the spring, muddy and clear, without hindrance and non-stop, for a long time, the light of the gods will gather. 】

   This is already the way of Taoist practice, one is born with one Qi, and the three flowers gather at the top.

  Only this paragraph is already the true biography of ordinary practitioners who have struggled all their lives without being able to enter the door, and it is the true secret to breaking through.

In this part, in the chapter "Sword Essence A Thousand Words" written by the girl, Qi Wuhuo really had the experience of studying in the world with a sword in Huang Liang's dream, so he was able to know more and more that those few thousand words really The kendo practice is described incisively and vividly, and there are very few parts about sword techniques and moves, but it points out the way forward of kendo from a high place, grand and grand, calm and unhurried.

  Qi Wuhuo walked forward step by step, while learning the Hunyuan Sword Scripture, he walked towards Zhongzhou Fucheng.

   Slowly, the soul is calm and calm, and the vitality is clean and pure.

  The essence is condensed and restrained, as if the core of the whole body's blood is condensed in the dantian.

According to the "Chengxianlu" and the mountain god's practice records, in this state, during the practice, the vitality and essence will naturally gather. The level of qi, from then on [reversing three returning to two], is no longer common.

   It's just that Qi Wuhuo found out that he didn't know whether it was because he had just stepped into the realm of three talents, or because of other reasons.

  Yuanjing, Yuanqi, Yuanshen are all extremely lively.

  The three naturally flow and change, but there is no tendency to cohere.

  The young man didn't care about it, he just felt like walking forward, walking determinedly according to the footwork of the sword formula.

  The three talents of people circulate in the body, and the inspiration changes, which is quite interesting.

  Like playing!

  The capital city of Zhongzhou.

  The majestic city tower stands.

   Under the plaque on the city tower, there is a gossip mirror.

  And there are statues on the left and right of the tower, which are Xiaofeng and Jiaotu.

It's just that when they saw the young Taoist appearing, the statue of Xiaofeng felt that it wanted to pull its foot off the top of the tower, and then turned around and slipped away, but unfortunately, it was a statue, and its nature was like the deity of Xiaofeng , I like high places very much, and this neighborhood is the tallest above the city tower, with the widest view, so I am naturally reluctant to run.

   "Oops, that Xuanmen disciple is here again!" This was a mocking wind.

   "Oops, that guy is here again!" This is Jiaotu.

   They looked at each other.

   Qiqi pretended not to recognize it.

   He watched the young Taoist approaching.

  So they all looked at the nose, nose and heart, pretending to be no different from real clay sculptures.

Entering the city again, Qi Wuhuo raised his head and looked at the two dragon statues over there. He always felt that they were still paying attention to him, but this time they were well disguised. Only Qi Wuhuo's spirit could feel the two waves. His eyes glanced at him consciously, but he couldn't see it with the naked eye.

  The young Taoist thought about it, but this time he didn't bow his hands.

He only entered the city with a blind eye, and then dispersed. The streets are made of large pieces of bluestone slabs spliced ​​together. They are usually covered with dust, and when the rain washes down, they appear more quiet and peaceful. Holding an umbrella, I went to that street according to my memory, and saw from a distance that among the many fortune tellers with a strong tone, the unique [Everything Is Unreasonable].

   Qi Wuhuo walked away, just like before, as if entering another world, isolated from the world of mortals.

  Put the umbrella aside, leaning against the table.

Sitting at the table, this time the fortune teller did not sleep on the table lazily and sloppily like last time, but raised his eyes and looked at the rain clouds in the sky. Although the rain was condensed, the rain did not fall. When he noticed Qi Wuhuo, he raised his eyes to look at the young man, as if he understood the surge of vitality and energy in the young man before him, and smiled slightly: "Oh?"

   "The barrier of knowledge and perception has been broken."

   "Meditating and breathing all night has gathered vitality in the heart."

   "The qualifications are good."

   "It seems that you already know your problem yesterday, where did you go wrong?"

  Qi Wuhuo replied: "Yes."

  The fortune-teller asked with a smile: "Then, as I said before, let you ask this first question again."

  The young Taoist restrained himself and asked, "It wasn't yesterday, it was last year. What happened?"

  The fortune teller looked at the young Taoist and replied:

   "Last year, there was [guest star] committing Altairus."

   "Go away in a day."

  Last year, there was a [Guest Star], which flew across the night sky and passed by one of the twenty-eight constellations, Niu Xing, for a day.

  The young Taoist lowered his eyes.

  The fortune teller pointed at Qi Wuhuo and smiled:

   "[Guest star], it's you."

  PS:

   Scratching my head, as I wrote in the previous chapter, Wuhuo actually meditated on the river for a whole year that year.

  There is no setting in this book [One day in the sky, one year on the ground].

  A thousand words of sword art and the essence of the sword, as well as the method of cultivating energy and spirit while walking, come from the "Hunyuan Sword Classic", which is true.

   Friends who are interested can try it.

  (end of this chapter)