After reading the letter, Liu Xiaolou sighed: "This guy, I really don't want to deal with him."
Dai Gao said with a smile: "From my point of view, you should go there to do a business. It's up to you to decide whether you want to go. Wei Hongqing said that if you want to go, you must arrive before the first day of the next month. He I will wait for you until that time, and after that time, I won’t wait any longer.”
After calculating the time, there are only six days until the first day of the next month. It happens that the spiritual stones in my hand are almost used up, so there is still plenty of time. As for whether he can break through the Tianquan point, it is unknown.
"Thank you, senior, for sending the letter. I really don't know how to repay you." Liu Xiaolou bowed and thanked him.
Dai Gao waved his hand and said, "I'm here to deliver a message, but I just do it casually. In fact, I have something to ask for."
After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Can you let me have a look at the Three Mysterious Sutras passed down by your family?"
Seeing Liu Xiaolou's astonishment, Dai Gao said hurriedly: "Actually, when my husband was here that day, he promised to discuss with me this, well, the Taoism contained in the Three Mysteries Sutra, but I was distracted that day, so I lost the opportunity. After my husband passed away, , every time I think about it, I always feel sad. I often dream back at midnight, seeing the gentleman's demeanor in the distance, this..."
Seeing that his old face was slightly red and he was mumbling something, Liu Xiaolou suddenly understood: "Senior, please wait a moment while I, the junior, get it."
Dai Gaosheng has been the teacher's friend for many years. In the past, he would visit the teacher's house several times a year, get drunk with the teacher, or go down the mountain hand in hand. He had experienced life and death countless times. There is really nothing worth hiding about this little thing about my own sect.
Immediately, he turned around and entered the house, pried open the floor tiles under the bed, and took out a yellowed cowhide booklet from a pile of books, with three words written on the cover - "Yin Yang Sutra".
There are three sutras in the Sanxuanmen inheritance, namely the Xuanzhen Sutra, the Confusion Sutra, and the Yin-Yang Sutra.
The "Xuan Zhen Jing" is the main method of Liu Xiaolou's current practice, and the "Blurred Sutra" is the method of refining and using the blurred incense. As for the "Yin Yang Jing", there is no need to say more.
Handing the "Yin Yang Sutra" to Dai Shengsheng, he saw that his old face was red and embarrassed, so he explained for him: "Senior, the dual cultivation of yin and yang is the way of heaven. The teacher often said that in this world, the outside is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and the inside is in harmony with each other. Yin and Yang are the true root of enlightenment. A woman without a husband is a resentful woman, and a man without a wife is a deserted husband..."
Dai Gaosheng coughed twice and interrupted: "Yes, yes, what your teacher said is indeed correct. Yes, yes, I won't take it away. I'll just watch it here and have a look."
Liu Xiaolou smiled, said nothing, and did not disturb Dai Shengsheng's reading. He sat aside and continued to absorb spiritual stones, transform true energy, and tap on acupoints.
I don't know how many hours I have been practicing. When I opened my eyes, it was already night. Suddenly I heard Dai Shengsheng beside me muttering to himself: "A bright pearl casts a shadow in the dark? A bright pearl casts a shadow in the dark? What's the explanation for this?"
Liu Xiaolou immediately answered: "Senior, the pearl is not a real pearl, but comes from visualization. Visualize a golden pearl shining in your belly, which is connected to the root of the navel, going back and forth, but not visible when it enters the root. This is called the secret projection of the pearl. "
Dai Gaogao patted his forehead: "I see, that's it." He sat down and thought about the meaning, and subconsciously moved back and forth on the terrace. The terrace was made of bamboo and wood. He shook it for a while and it made a creaking sound, but he was completely unaware of it. Unconscious.
Liu Xiaolou was amused, but he didn't say anything to disturb him. Instead, he got up and came off the stage, and went to the stove to make a fire to cook.
There was a golden pheasant with a broken neck on the firewood pile. It must have been caught by the big white goose. Even its internal organs were hollowed out. So the feathers were removed, the sauce was spread on it, it was forked with a branch, and it was put on the stove to bake. bake.
After the water in the pot boils, cut the bamboo fungus, wild vegetables, wild melons, etc. and stew.
In more than half an hour, the meal was ready, a pot of soup and a fat chicken.
The big white goose smelled the fragrance and jumped out of the forest, startling Dai Shengsheng, who had been subconsciously moving back and forth. Dai Shengsheng seemed to be waking up from a dream, and said with a smile: "My belly is empty. This method is really good."
The two of them sat around and ate. Dai Gao talked about some anecdotes in the spiritual world, or asked for advice on a few difficult questions in the "Yin Yang Sutra". The meal was very lively.
After three days of this, Dai Gaosheng put down the scriptures, sighed, and said: "The secrets of this book are endless. Don't read too much, otherwise you will be addicted and unable to extricate yourself."
Liu Xiaolou asked: "Senior, don't you want to read it?"
Dai Shengsheng said: "Three days of practice are enough. And this way cannot just be immersed in the meaning of the scriptures. It must be...well...experience..."
Liu Xiaolou pointed out: "When the teacher was here, he often went to Toutiao Alley in Wuchao Town to practice. The teacher once said that although Sister Qing at the entrance of the alley had not learned this sutra, she learned it without a teacher. She complemented each other and was quite magical. .”
Dai Gaosheng said happily: "That's good, um, Xiaolou, I will go down the mountain and won't disturb you anymore."
After Dai Gaosheng left, Liu Xiaolou also reached a critical moment in his practice. As the last spiritual stone was consumed, the Tianquan acupoint was finally opened, and the true energy surged in, accumulating in Tianquan Yuan. In the pool.
The second point is finally broken!
A quick calculation showed that there were still three days left until the first day of November as agreed by Wei Hongqing, so it was time to leave.
He was also thinking about whether to go to the appointment these days. After thinking about it, he still felt that he should go. It wasn't for that old ginseng, and certainly not just for the possible "deal". The key was that it was Wei Hongqing's invitation. In any case, he was his only friend, and no one else was willing except him. You're screwing yourself...
The big white goose stood in front of the firewood gate, looking after Liu Xiaolou with its neck raised and quacking.
Liu Xiaolou stroked the goose feathers on its head: "Keep your home safe. If you see any good things outside, don't bring them back without worrying about anything. You'll be rewarded. Do you understand?"
Early winter is approaching, and the water level of the Wuchao River has dropped a lot. When carrying bamboo rafts down the mountain, it is quite laborious in many places. It is difficult to toss the treetops until the moon rises, and then it joins the lower reaches. It takes one hundred and fifty miles to travel down the river, and it ends in Wuchao River. We landed at the bend of the Chao River that turns south.
It is still seventy or eighty miles away from Tianmenfang, and we need to cross Wuling Mountain. I heard that Wuling Mountain has steep mountains and steep cliffs, which are not comparable to the slowly undulating mountains like Wulong Mountain. There are not only poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in it, but also thieves.
However, this mountain stretches from north to south. If you go around it, you will have to travel nearly two hundred miles, which is too troublesome. Liu Xiaolou has been practicing vigorously and diligently recently, so he thinks there should be no big problem. He just adjusts his breath at the foot of the mountain and doesn't care. It was still dark, so I was very excited and climbed the mountain at night.
This was his first time entering Wuling Mountain. As soon as he climbed over a hill, a deep stream appeared in front of him. The stream is more than twenty feet deep. Under the moonlight, the water in the stream is sparkling, but it doesn't look very deep. You can't see the end from both sides. If you go around it, you don't know how far it will go.
The hilltop opposite was only about ten feet away. The nearest old pine growing across the hilltop was leaning down towards me, and it was probably not even ten feet away. But even this distance made it impossible for Liu Xiaolou, who was on the third floor of Qi Refining, to cross, and could only look forward and sigh.
Even if the teacher is still here, you can’t get through it, right? I wonder if I can jump over it after building the foundation?
I looked around and saw that no tree was as tall as ten feet, so it was really inconvenient to build a bridge or something.
The most convenient way is to go straight up and down.
