After Li Zi and Xu Huaigu had enough fun in the room, they stopped staying. After saying goodbye, they returned to their respective rooms to rest.
The full moon outside the window has reached the center of the night, it is midnight, it is pitch black, and there is silence everywhere.
Sun Xiang, a white-robed Taoist priest, suddenly appeared in Xu Huaigu's room without any warning. Xu Huaigu only felt that there seemed to be a slight touch in the dark. At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked up to see the Taoist priest at the table holding a small cup of tea to his lips and taking a sip.
The Taoist priest turned to face him and went straight to the topic: "Someone asked me to give you a great opportunity. I accepted her love and agreed to her. Come to me and I will teach you my unique inheritance. The golden shuttle talisman."
Xu Huaigu was very confused and couldn't believe him. He felt that the Taoist priest was as weird as ever today. He was a little worried and asked carefully: "Is it the magic you used to control those golden threads that day?"
"That's right."
Xu Huaigu shook his head in confusion and said carefully: "I don't want to learn. You definitely won't teach me without a reason. Who asked you to do this?"
Deng Zhiyuan also appeared silently at the window. She didn't know when the window was opened, and a stream of silver light poured into the room.
She said, "It's me, so feel free to study."
Xu Huaigu still didn't understand why and asked: "I have no merit, nor am I your disciple. I have no connection with you, Senior Deng. Why do you want to give me such a great opportunity?"
Deng Zhiyuan couldn't stand his hesitant look, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "This guy owes me a huge favor, and I won't be able to bear it if he doesn't repay it. I think you like it, so I'll give it to you." Do I need a reason to use it on you? Or do you think you are qualified to refuse my opportunity? Even if you don’t want it, you still have to take what I want to give you.”
This was a bit unreasonable. Xu Huaigu was naturally dissatisfied and argued: "Whether I learn or not, how high my level will be in the future, and even whether I live or die, is my own business and has nothing to do with you. I want to be in charge of my own life instead of having to do everything to someone else.”
After Deng Zhiyuan heard Xu Huaigu's generous remarks, he burst out laughing, and the Taoist priest also smiled slightly.
Deng Zhiyuan sarcastically said: "Hahaha, you said you want to take control of your life? What do you rely on? Do you just rely on your words? Without realm and strength, what can you do in exchange for freedom? How about controlling your life? Not to mention you, you Ask the old bastard next to you who has just entered the ten realms, can he and I feel at ease? We still have to run around and fight every day. The world is originally a big cage, a cage Underneath, everyone is just a bird in a cage, just different sizes.”
She spoke with great interest and pointed to the sky outside, "Have you seen the sky? If you want to be free and truly control yourself, you must cut through the sky that covers everyone with one sword and ascend to immortality. , that is true freedom!”
The Taoist priest had a rare expression of yearning on his face. She is still the same as before, not much has changed.
She then added: "You came from Qingling, you must know the inside story there. Once Molong is born, who can be at ease? The entire East Fuyao Continent will turn into a sea of fire, who family will be spared? At this time, do you have to rely on your words and your relationship with Molong to intercede with it and let it let you live?"
Xu Huaigu frowned and thought carefully about the pros, cons and knowledge involved.
Deng Zhiyuan said: "I have said so much to you just because you have a temper and still like me. Otherwise, go and see those people who are kneeling at the door of Fuyao Sect day and night, begging me to teach you a few words and give me some advice." Who among the swordsmen is not one of the most talented people in the county? Do you think I will pay attention to them? "
After Xu Huaigu thought about it, he agreed: "Okay, I'll learn. But I still have a question, how powerful is that ink dragon, and what will happen to the entire East Fuyao Continent after it invades? And you people are going to Where to go?”
Deng Zhiyuan frowned and said: "This is not an issue you have to consider now. It may be in the future, but definitely not now. What will happen to East Fuyao Island? You will know when that day comes. And we are a group of people now. Don’t worry about what will happen to the so-called mountain people. Anyway, they will only end up worse than the common people.”
The Taoist priest sneered: "It's worse than the common people... Hahaha, it's a big prison. Those who can get out don't want to get out. Those who want to get out are still kept in the dark and don't know. I really don't know why you are like this?"
Deng Zhiyuan was not angry: "A continent is lucky. If the lower class monks flee in large numbers, wouldn't the East Fuyao Continent be even more precarious?"
The Taoist priest muttered a few words in confusion: "Dong Fuyao Continent... what a Dong Fuyao Continent. Fuyao Continent is Fuyao Continent. It is obviously located in the westernmost part of the Central Region. Why do we need to add the word 东?"
Xu Huaigu didn't understand. Deng Zhiyuan didn't bother to pay attention to his knowing question and said, "Hurry up and teach Xu Huaigu your magic. I'll supervise you."
The Taoist priest nodded and signaled Xu Huaigu to come over. Xu Huaigu walked over, still feeling a little excited. He knew that under the care of these two people, he would indeed be in no danger at all, and he began to look forward to the golden shuttle talisman that was about to be taught to him.
The Taoist priest straightened his clothes, sat cross-legged, spread his snow-white robe on the ground, and made two lotus handprints on his hands. Xu Huaigu also sat cross-legged opposite him, looking at the lotus seal on the Taoist priest's hand.
Strands of golden threads began to seep out of his body, and the Taoist priest's handprints were constantly changing, starting with the lotus seal, then pinching out the Tai Chi seal, Taishan seal, and finally ending with the dragnet. The process was extremely tedious, and the golden thread gradually danced as the gestures changed, and finally formed a golden sphere the size of a heart, beating rhythmically.
It was also the first time that Deng Zhiyuan saw the fundamental purpose of Taihuashan's housekeeping secretary.
The general concept of this spell is to use talismans to bind the special golden aura between heaven and earth, and then use the heart to nurture and contain it, so that it can be connected with the life of the practitioner. As long as the golden thread survives, people will survive, and if people die, the golden thread will also die. It sounds simple, but the actual operation is very complicated. Just these strands of golden aura are bound by some magical means.
The Taoist priest pointed his two fingers towards the golden "heart", and then moved his fingertips away. A small ball made of golden wires spontaneously separated from the big golden "heart", and then followed the Taoist priest's finger. Tip moves.
The Taoist priest pointed two fingers toward Xu Huaigu's chest, and the golden threads danced and poured into Xu Huaigu's heart. This sudden step really startled Xu Huaigu. Coupled with the influx of gold wires, his chest hurt unspeakably. He immediately let out a howl of pain and tried to cover his chest with his hands.
The Taoist priest gently lifted it with his other hand. Xu Huaigu tried to lift the hand covering his chest but couldn't move.
Xu Huaigu gritted his teeth and cried out in pain. The Taoist priest said coldly: "Don't move. I can't bear this pain. Even if the opportunity hits your head, you won't be able to catch it. I use the mother talisman to give birth to the child talisman, and then teach it to you." The method is to graft my cultivation to you, and I myself will suffer the loss of cultivation. This is already the simplest method. If you can't even do this, how can you talk about other cultivation methods to cultivate your mind!"
Deng Zhiyuan looked on with cold eyes, but did not say a word to help Xu Huaigu.
What the Taoist said is true. This opportunity is already a great blessing that ordinary people cannot ask for in their lifetimes. And this also cost the Taoist priest a certain price. It would take a long time to reproduce the lost natal talisman, so it was just right to give it to Xu Huaigu.
This time the Taoist priest acted decisively and did not hide it, which made Deng Zhiyuan feel good.
The pain of the gold thread drilling into his chest lasted for nearly three sticks of incense. Xu Huaigu was already soaked with sweat, and he was whimpering without knowing what nonsense he was talking about, but he still managed to persevere.
With these two big men protecting the formation, no sound or movement would spread out at all. After he refined all the golden threads in the talisman for his own use, the pain in his body disappeared and became full and full of energy.
Xu Huaigu gasped and slowly closed his eyes. He could clearly feel that there seemed to be a strange force in his heart, which made his chest feel a little tight. And the muscles, veins and bones all over my body are like dry soil drenched by sweet rain. The pain dissipates, and I feel refreshed and moisturized. Just breathing in the air can be a small enjoyment.
This is the unique benefit of spiritual practice. Taking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turning it into one's own use will not only prolong life, but also enhance one's own strength. The feeling of advancing in this realm and Taoism is really wonderful. Once people taste the sweetness, they will only be intoxicated and only think about cultivation and Taoism. Everything else is external.
From ancient times to the present, everyone has been eager to practice spiritual practice. Most of the credit is to find this ultimate pleasure and desire. The higher the realm, the more so. Those immortals who have lived for more than a hundred years, what common things have they not seen in this world? Where are the roads and bridges that you haven’t crossed yet? Once you reach that state, you will only be interested in practicing and cultivating your mind, and the rest will be just a passing thought.
Therefore, when Deng Zhiyuan cut off his own level of cultivation with this sword, he was still not distressed and disappointed. The sword's heart was already extremely clear and bright. Just this state of mind that dares to give up the cultivation of one realm makes him the best among the many immortals of the ten realms.
Cultivation and mind cultivation come from the same root, and both sides support each other. Cultivation is inseparable from cultivating the mind, otherwise you will go crazy. Cultivation of the mind is also a kind of practice, so there is the theory of sudden enlightenment spoken by Buddhist disciples and Taoist disciples.
Hence the Taoist poem:
"In the morning, I stay in the cloud mountain stream, and in the evening I watch the falling flowers.
One night of great enlightenment, one step to the top. "
