Guests came to congratulate one after another. Except for a few monks from the five continents who were in retreat and went out to explore the Water Moon Fantasy Land, such as Shi Qisheng and Lu Changyuan, all the others, including the fifth level of the Monster Clan territory, came. This is a time to load The grand occasion of the cultivation world of classics.
After half a month of excitement, the last few guests were sent away, and the Fairyland Temple returned to its usual quiet state.
Xiao Ni'er said goodbye to her companions such as Xin Xing and Leng Xiang. She was about to embark on a long journey. She pulled the little fox girl and whispered: "Xin Xing, why don't you come with us secretly? It's boring to stay at home all the time." .”
That's why she was able to talk about sneaking away so openly, in front of Xin Yue.
Xin Xing glanced at her sister who seemed to have not heard her laughing and chatting with Yang Shuilan and the others, and shook her head in distress, "No way, my sister said that when I go on a long trip with you, I must only be playing, and I don't know how to practice or do homework. She said that I am lazy to begin with. Those who are ink are black and will become lazier."
"Hey, hey, who are you calling black and lazy? My cultivation is almost catching up with the master of the temple, who is lazy?"
The boat of friendship was about to capsize, and Xiao Ni'er shouted to quit.
Calling her a little obsessed with money, she felt, was praising her for having the right brains to make money, but calling her lazy wasn't a curse?
Lady Tao pulled the little guy with his claws and teeth, and flew towards the northwest with a smile. Anyone with a discerning eye could see how much Lord Mo Ye valued Xiao Ni'er, and she knew how to do it.
Yan Jing and Qian Jing, who were following behind, looked at each other and smiled. They would definitely not be lonely on the road.
Xiao Ni'er turned around and said again: "I will miss you."
"We will miss you too, come back soon."
Xin Xing and Leng Xiang flew up and shouted, having been noisy and playing together for more than ten days, they were reluctant to say goodbye.
Zhao Zhuer smiled and whispered: "If you can't stand them, just send that little rascal away." These words touched the hearts of Yang Shuilan and Yun Qiuhe. The little guy went crazy on his own and made trouble ten times in eight days. Master, now that her cultivation level is high, there is really nothing she can do against her. Zhao Zhuer glanced at the temple master who was chatting with the mountain leader and said: "It's all the shopkeeper's fault. He spoils the little guy and doesn't discipline him with the majesty of the master."
Zhang Guanzhu was stunned, why was he blamed?
He thinks Xiao Ni'er is very good, well-behaved, sensible, and obedient to his words. He just ignores the conflicts between his friends and lets them go about their business.
Except for Lu Zijin who took a shower a little too much that day and suddenly realized that he had gone into seclusion, Yang Shuilan, Lezi, Zhao Zhuer, and You Mengchang all decided to stay in the sect for a longer time.
After resting for a few days, Yun Qiuhe adjusted his mental state to the best and entered the quiet room of Xiangsui Hall for retreat to attack the fifth level.
Zhang Wenfeng had already sent fellow villagers from Blue Star to work as Shaohuo cooks in Qingzheng Villa, and warned He Kuyu that it was a test before practicing, and if he performed well, he would teach him the cultivation techniques.
After greeting the mountain chief, He Kuyu is a cultivation seedling that Mo Ye brought back from another world. It doesn't matter if he is older. Spiritual rice porridge and low-level spiritual fruits are provided from time to time, and he will personally teach the practice.
Looking through the booklet of exercises that Mo Ye left for him, Zhang Wenfeng understood and studied it word by word.
The "Tai Shang Bai Shou Dan Tai Sutra" obtained from the Taozu relics was transcribed and organized by Mo Ye. It was written in ancient seal script. It is a short four-character sentence with a profound meaning. I have pondered over and over again about my cultivation state and the study of Taoist exercises, and I have been very cautious. I have written notes in the blank spaces of the exercises in vernacular. I do this every day in addition to homework and sword practice, but the progress is not fast. It happened to be that during this period, He Kuyu was asked to do odd jobs first, get familiar with the sect's environment, and take food supplements to recuperate his body.
From mid-summer to mid-winter, Zhang Wenfeng finally completed the explanation of the exercises. Fortunately, he read the Tao Te Ching in his previous life and figured out that the root of the "Dantai Sutra" lies in the application of "water follows nature", and "water benefits all things without competing. But nothing can compete with it." It has the same purpose but the same purpose.
No wonder Mo Ye can't teach Qigong. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he can't understand the Taoist principles of "inaction" and "non-struggle". If he goes in the wrong direction, he will only go astray.
Climbing up the stairs to the Qingzheng Courtyard, it was teaching time. Apart from the sound of Lang Lang reading, there were no apprentices running and fighting in the corridor.
The Fairy Spirit Temple accepts apprentices through assessments every ten years, and it is much stricter than other sects.
Every time Xianlingguan opens its gates to recruit apprentices, countless parents come with their children who have been tested several months in advance and travel thousands of miles. There are even big families outside Da'an who try their best to bring qualified children to participate in the selection of the best. assessment.
The wooden corridors have been repaired many times, leaving traces of their age.
When a young Taoist priest saw the monastery leader, he stepped aside and saluted. The monastery master often moved around and was no stranger to the top or bottom of the temple.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and nodded in response. He walked to the door of the east courtyard dining hall and called out "He Kuyu". A surprise response came from inside, "Hey, here we come."
He Kuyu put down the kitchen knife in his hand, took off his apron and wiped his hands, made a few gestures with the surprised chefs, and hurried out the door.
"Zhang Guanzhu, have you promised to teach me the immortal cultivation technique?"
"You are diligent in your work, able to endure hardships and stand hard work. You passed the preliminary test. I will teach you the introductory teachings. You continue to work in the dining hall. Our fairy temple does not support idle people. The Taoist priests who teach have to work in the fields. You have also seen it. Yes, so you do what you can while practicing."
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and walked back and said.
After half a year of nursing, eating well, nourishing with spiritual rice porridge and low-level spiritual fruits, He Kuyu's gray hair magically turned black, and she looked more than ten years younger. She hurriedly agreed: "Yes, I will work hard to practice. , Don’t delay the work in the dining hall." Following the young Guanzhu, he hesitated and asked, "Can I worship you as my teacher?"
In the entire Taoist temple, except for the temple owner, who could speak her native dialect, no one spoke, and she barely communicated with the busboys in the dining hall through gestures.
In the past six months, she has been exposed to various flying gods every day. She has seen a lot, and she also knows that the age of gods cannot be judged by their appearance. It is said that the owner of the temple is more than two hundred years old.
"Not for the time being. We'll see how your practice progresses."
Zhang Wenfeng shook his head and refused, walked into an empty practice room, and said: "From now on, this practice room will be exclusively for you. I will greet the mountain leader. Today, I will teach you the breathing exercises. Sit cross-legged according to my posture and adjust Breathing rhythm, take your time, try to breathe long and soft, not short and harsh."
It took more than a quarter of an hour to teach He Kuyu the correct breathing method. Fortunately, after half a year of buffering, his body flexibility has improved. Otherwise, sitting cross-legged at the first level would have been difficult.
He explained the precautions for breathing and breathing exercises in the Taishang Baishou Dantai Sutra, as well as the locations of acupuncture points on the main meridians. He flicked his fingers to stimulate the opponent's acupoints with fine wood energy to deepen her impression. He also watched over her and asked her to adjust her breath to match her breathing. Do the breathing and breathing exercises three times. With Zhang Guanzhu's current cultivation level, he has plenty of shortcuts to teach a novice.
Half an hour later, he took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, set up a simple desk, and taught He Kuyu to learn Da'an Yayan according to the language of his hometown. Cultivation can open up the mind. He should learn to read slowly at first, and then it will be faster.
He was guarded and taught by He Kuyu for three days in a row. He must practice the exercises under his watch every day and was not allowed to practice without permission.
On the fourth day, He Kuyu finished his exercise and said in surprise: "Guanzhu Zhang, I...I seem to have found the Qi you mentioned."
Zhang Wenfeng politely put his hand on the other person's shoulder, probed for a moment, nodded and let go, saying: "It's not bad. I found the sense of Qi in four days. It's not too slow. From now on, I will do the exercises from three times to nine times. After half a month, , you can practice by yourself and set a fixed time every morning and evening."
Not only was it not slow, it was like picking up a piece of uncut and beautiful jade. He was looking forward to how long it would take for this fellow to advance to the fourth level, so that he could regain his youthful appearance.
