"Nowadays, the spiritual energy of the world is exhausted and the Taoism is weak. I have spent more than ninety years as a teacher, but I have only roughly understood one talisman. Now it has been gathered into a collection and I will teach it to you." After saying this, Master Jun'an stretched out his finger. , pointed at Xu Zhipeng's forehead.
A huge wave of warmth burst into Xu Zhipeng's mind. This was a huge wave of information. In an instant, he seemed to have understood a lot of knowledge, but he also felt at a loss. Just like when I was in class when I was a child, I seemed to understand everything, but when asked to do the questions, it seemed like I had nowhere to start and I didn’t know anything.
"The experience of writing calligraphy and painting urns has been passed on to you, but this is just my experience. I can learn from and learn from you, but it does not belong to you exclusively. If you want to refine it, you can only practice more and find your own path. In this way Only then can you be handy,"
"The talisman does not have a formal shape, it is spirited by Qi. The essence of Tao, the simple ink of the cloth, can understand the essence of things."
"A talisman, when refined deep inside, can summon gods and terrorize ghosts, suppress demons and demons. It can also cure diseases and save people, pray for blessings and suppress evil spirits."
"It is said that in ancient times, powerful people could use talismans to move mountains and seas, call wind and rain, command divine soldiers and generals, and summon thunder and lightning. Ha~, it's really exciting!"
Old Taoist Jun An had a look of yearning on his face, but he retracted these unrealistic fantasies in the blink of an eye.
"Oh~, let's get back to the topic. Another secret of my Xuanwei is alchemy. It's a pity that the spiritual herbs and elixirs have lost the nourishment of spiritual energy and have long since disappeared from the world. I am not afraid of my disciple's jokes when I say it. I have been practicing Taoism for more than ninety years. Just meet my master. Your master practiced elixir once, and it ended in failure. As for the legendary art of extracting lead and refining mercury, it is just a rumor passed down by people in the world. It is not an elixir, but a method of raising a furnace. .”
"The Chuanjing Pavilion contains a canon of alchemy from our Lingbao sect. You can take a look at it when you have free time. Just pass the time. Haha!" After saying this, the old Taoist priest let out a wry smile. The Age of Dharma Ending is truly a tragedy for those who practice Taoism. Not to mention the depletion of spiritual energy, the spiritual beings are becoming increasingly extinct, which really doesn't give them any hope at all as cultivators. Otherwise, with his talent in cultivation, how could he stop at this small middle stage of Qi training and be reincarnated at the end of his life? Once there is a chance, entering the later stage of Qi training, one can add another thirty-six years to one's life. It's a pity that in a lifetime, I can only hone eighteen channels of true energy, which is still six short of the sixth level of Qi training, let alone dream about the forty-eight channels of true energy on the seventh level.
Refining alchemy is a very time-consuming, energy-consuming, and spiritual thing-consuming thing. It also relies heavily on talent, especially in the beginner stage. You will lose it every time you refine it, but there are no opportunities for you to waste it in this world. So, just take a look. "Don't go too far!" Master Jun An said seriously.
"Yes, Master." Seeing his master's seriousness, Xu Zhipeng unconsciously became more respectful. "Disciple noted it down."
"Haha, my disciple doesn't have to do this." Old Taoist Jun An patted Xu Zhipeng's shoulder happily. "Everything in the world is predestined and cannot be generalized. What I just said is just my own experience. Maybe it will be different for you."
"But if you have the opportunity, don't let it go easily. If you can be lucky enough to refine a few Qi-nourishing pills, haha, it may be possible to build the foundation. Hahaha!" As he spoke, Master Jun An started laughing. However, Xu Zhipeng always felt that his laughter was full of self-deprecation and helplessness. Unfortunately, at this time, he did not realize his master's reluctance and helplessness, nor did he know that he would have the great opportunity to refine the elixir in the future.
Of course, this is all a story for later and will not be mentioned at this time. This night seemed to be very long. Master Jun'an explained a lot of knowledge and experience in cultivation to Xu Zhipeng. Unfortunately, Xu Zhipeng started to feel confused after he arrived. When dawn broke in the east and the birds were chirping, he woke up and found that many things appeared in his mind, which seemed vague and half-understood. He knew that this was the Taoist experience taught to him by his master. The reason why it's still like this is because I haven't cultivated enough and haven't understood its meaning. This knowledge will remain in his mind for a period of time, or he will learn it, or it will naturally dissipate unknowingly. One day, he suddenly has an epiphany, and the corresponding knowledge will appear in front of him to help him. Enlightenment.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
When he walked to the main hall, he saw old monk Zhichen chanting sutras in front of his master. Xu Zhipeng hurriedly took two steps forward, cupped his fists and bowed to him. Although he didn't know what sutra this senior brother was reciting, he could already understand the meaning of requiem in the sutra. It should be sutras such as the "Purana Sutra" and other sutras for refining the soul.
"Junior brother, just wake up." Zhichen was a little tired. Today is the day when Jun'an Lao Dao was laid to rest. He had already spent an entire night with this uncle who had been with him for more than a decade, and he felt a little tired. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, feeling sad, but he quickly put the thought back and chanted the Buddha's name again and again. "Amitabha! Today is the day when my uncle will be buried. You and I must not miss this auspicious moment."
"Yeah!" Xu Zhipeng nodded. As the host, it really made him feel a little embarrassed to have this senior brother to remind him about such a thing. But who said he had no experience? He could only rely on senior brother Zhichen for support.
"Junior brother, I just want to prepare some food and wine to see off my uncle, and to reward my uncle. It will be more convenient when we go on the road." Monk Zhichen gave instructions.
"Okay!" Xu Zhipeng nodded in agreement, but immediately frowned. In addition to the vegetables in the backyard, there is nothing else in this Taoist temple. Using this to pay homage to his master, and also to reward the underworld servant, it felt too shabby no matter what. "Senior Brother Zhichen, how about I go down the mountain now and buy some vegetables? There is nothing else in the temple except some home-grown vegetables." Xu Zhipeng said with a wry smile.
"That's okay! Moreover, it takes a lot of time to go up and down the mountain. I'm afraid I'll miss the time. Just put more fruits and vegetables and make it more delicate. I don't think Lord Yincha will be surprised." Monk Zhichen said. He waved his hand and stopped Xu Zhipeng who wanted to go down the mountain. "Besides, my uncle is from outside the country, so there is no need to be too particular. Just go stir-fry some vegetables and pick some fruits."
"Oh, by the way, there is an orange tree outside the corner of the backyard. My uncle loves oranges the most. You can go and pick a few so that my uncle can take them away."
"Oh." Xu Zhipeng responded casually. He remembered that there was a small door in the backyard, but he had neither the time nor the inclination in the past two days, so he never thought of driving it out to see what was behind it.
He also likes to eat oranges, they are sour and sweet, and they used to be always available at home. Of course, the main reason is that his wife likes him. Well, I should say it’s my ex-wife now….
"Oh, people have to learn to let go!" Xu Zhipeng smiled bitterly in his heart. In fact, everyone knows many truths, but they have never changed. This is not because they are not smart, but because people are emotional animals and often like to act emotionally. Just like him, when he sees oranges, he will think of his ex-wife who likes to eat them.
The backyard wall is surrounded by a rock cliff circle. Outside the back door, except for a small gentle slope at the door, it is almost a steep slope of 70 or 80 degrees. Orange trees were already growing on this steep slope, but as they grew older, their branches sprouted out of the top of the mountain, allowing people to reach out and pick them. Of course, this must have been pruned all year round, otherwise how could it have grown so well and so conveniently? The old Taoist priest Jun'an must have put a lot of thought into it.
The oranges have turned yellow, and all of them are plump and attractive. One look at them makes people feel greedy. Xu Zhipeng clicked his lips a few times and swallowed half the saliva in his mouth. According to their customs, if these oranges are to be sacrificed, they cannot be eaten first. At the very least, you have to take them back, take out the sacrifices first, and then put the rest on the plate.
After all, Xu Zhipeng is not a child. At such an age, he has never experienced any temptation, not to mention the mere desire of words. I picked seven of them in one go and walked back as I couldn't take them off with both hands.
