Cut off the feet, stab the abdomen, behead the head, cut off the fingers, shoot the eyes...
The so-called gain of fetal breath through life and death.
According to Xu Zhi's opinion, it is a spirit of fear that forces itself into a mysterious state like a baby in the mother's womb, and there is no way to capture the fetal breath.
Although it seems to be a trick and quite different, it is still a righteous way to enter the Tao.
It's just that others don't have a true Dharma Realm in hand, so they don't act as boldly as Chen Heng.
They practice this righteous method most of the time on high peaks and cliffs, or in deep and dangerous pools, using this kind of scenery to sharpen their minds.
Moreover, there must be relatives and friends from the master's family to protect and take care of him personally.
Just in case you accidentally fall off a cliff or into the water, and end up making a big joke.
Although acting like this is not as convenient and refreshing as Chen Heng's method, it is also a bit less cruel and embarrassing.
When he first died, recalling the panic and great fear in his dying moments, Chen Heng couldn't help but feel nauseated. He even vomited out the gall a few times. When he couldn't bear it any longer, he killed himself with a sword and started over.
But in the end, he got used to it.
…
"Keep away from external affairs, and have no objection to the mind. Then sit quietly, contemplate the mind within, and if you feel a thought..."
Chen Heng raised his sword and flicked it.
The five fingers of the left hand fell in response.
"Well...yes, it's concentration..."
He was sweating heavily, veins were beating wildly on his forehead, and his originally indifferent and cold face was now twisted like an evil ghost: "This step should be correct."
Pfft——
Chen Heng was so fierce that he cut himself with his sword and fell to the ground.
In an instant, his body dissipated, and a new body appeared on the spot.
"It's a settled view. This is the right step."
Chen Heng shook his head, dispelling the trance in his mind, and frowned:
"Then what is the mistake? Is there any omission that has not been filled in? Could it be that in the sentence 'body and spirit are prepared by themselves, like a picture with shadows', my interpretation of 'body and spirit' is biased. , but it’s not very similar?”
He coldly held the sword and slashed his chest and abdomen, causing blood to flow rapidly. After staying in the severe pain for a while, Chen Heng took his life.
…
"The aura of the five internal organs transforms into Zongshe?"
Raise your sword.
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"Introduce Qi into the nose and close it. Do you count Yin with your heart to one hundred and twenty, and kill him without returning it?"
Raise your sword.
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"No fake bait, keep Trinity?"
Raise your sword.
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"Ghoulkeepers?"
Raise your sword.
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“God has no delusions and always awakens.”
Raise your sword.
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Reborn again.
Chen Heng held the long sword in front of his knees, frowning slightly, and was about to swing it subconsciously, but his movement suddenly froze.
"No, no, that's it? That's it! That's it!"
An idea flashed in his mind, and he burst out laughing. He felt as if the weight in his chest was gone, and the last bit of realization that had troubled him about achieving fetal breath was firmly grasped at this moment.
It's as simple as looking at lines on the palm of your hand.
"To be afraid of life and death, to be content with the gods - it turns out that the purpose of this method is all in the eight characters at the beginning. I tried too hard to be deliberate, but I forgot the 'self' in 'the gods are content'. I got the form but not the purpose. No wonder, no wonder."
Falling flowers and running water, the spirit is fully formed.
He is too obsessed with the direction of the key points and the flow of Qi at each step, fearing that he will make the wrong move, which will result in him being inferior and losing the true meaning of letting nature take its course.
"The superior virtue is inaction, without observing and seeking; the inferior virtue is practiced, and its use is endless. Know the white and guard the black, and the gods will come naturally."
Chen Heng sighed and threw the long sword in his hand far away: "I was negligent. The so-called small words mean more than this."
At this time.
The Yizhen Dharma Realm also began to shake, and countless magnificent rosy lights appeared everywhere, like bubbles in a dream.
"Has the time come? I actually stayed in the Dharma Realm for ten days."
A suction force was born out of thin air, trying to suck Chen Heng away, but he did not resist. He just calmed his mind and closed his eyes.
Wait until you open your eyes again.
He has reappeared in the cave outside, and all the furnishings remain exactly as they were when he left.
Chen Heng put down the long sword in his hand and walked slowly in the cave, with a long and graceful body and an indescribable romantic look.
"The dream crosses the dry mulberry trees from the bottom of the sea and reads the wind and waves of the Milky Way."
He lowered his eyes silently, turned his palm into a knife, lightly tapped it on his neck, and said with a smile:
"Today, I see heaven and earth."
All three hundred and sixty-five acupoints throughout the body trembled.
But suddenly, a gentle and kind darkness swallowed him up. That wonderful sense of comfort made Chen Heng drowsy, like a baby in a peaceful twin...
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…
"Yin Tianzi?"
Above the clouds.
Ai Jian in the Blue Sky Palace thought for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on her face.
"Isn't this a term used in the dual cultivation of the house? Why, our niece is now going to buy a house in Ye Ting, a golden house to hide her beauty? I advise her to practice Taoism with peace of mind. Please note that it is not necessarily better to be older when she is young. .”
"You don't need to worry about being an abandoned disciple of Yuchen. Xiao Jian, you have to understand that since she is the true successor of the Chiming Sect, her every move has deep meaning."
The beautiful woman disdained to comment.
She only briefly hooked her hand, and the handsome men behind her stretched out their faces obediently like cats, allowing her to stroke them.
"However, I happen to know her intention of looking for Yin Tianzi."
The beautiful woman said: "One of the magical powers of the Chiming Sect that she practices seems to be guided by the fate of Yin Tianzi. This should be the reason why she asked me to find Yin Tianzi."
"Supernatural powers, what magical powers do you want--"
Ai Jian pondered in a low voice, but after a while, her expression suddenly changed.
After all, he was once a disciple of the Yuchen Sect and was born in the Yu Ai clan, so he soon had a suspicion in his mind.
"How could it be...could it be that the Chiming Sect wants to make my niece a Taoist disciple?" He said in a pensive voice, "Such ancient Taoist techniques also want to be taught to her?"
The beautiful woman smiled and said nothing.
In this great world where immortality manifests itself.
There is no such thing as any distinction between men and women, or distinction between superior and inferior. Everything is judged according to Taoism and conduct.
Men can take concubines, marry wives, and take in maids, while women can also support three thousand people.
However, if they are a Taoist couple who cultivates both life and life, and one of them is not allowed, then that is another matter.
"Even so, I'm not good at physiognomy, and I can't tell the difference. At most, I can only gather people on this land for you."
Ai Jian spread her hands and said, "You should have the means to identify Yin Tianzi, right?"
"Natural." The beautiful woman nodded.
"However, there is another important characteristic of Yin Tianzi. Anyone who is Yin Tianzi is a person who is beautiful and handsome. If we look for it based on this, we can be a little faster."
Before Ai Jian could say anything.
Master Yuanji, who had been sitting beside him for a long time, suddenly became so excited that his eyes lit up.
Since the banquet, he has been deliberately trying to get in touch with Ai Shi, who is behind the beautiful woman.
It's just that this woman is extremely arrogant. From the moment she took the table, she never looked at the three elders of the Xuanzhen Sect who were accompanying them.
Yan Feichen and Gu Jun didn't know what to do.
Master Yuanji, on the other hand, was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot. He repeatedly wanted to join in the conversation, but was worried about being rude and offensive. In the end, he hesitated several times.
"Refiner! Refiner! If we talk about beauty, there is one person in our sect! Far away in the horizon, right in front of us!"
Yan Feichen's eyes sank after hearing this. He seemed to have thought of something and glared at Master Yuanji angrily.
"His name is Chen Heng. He was the Lezheng of Leshanfang in our Xuanzhen sect, Luoxia Peak."
Regardless of Yan Feichen's almost murderous gaze, Master Yuanji finally found the person to talk and bowed flatteringly, smiling at the beautiful woman:
"This son is really like a man from heaven! If he is not the Son of Heaven, I think no one can be worthy of this title."
"oh?"
The beautiful woman exclaimed: "Leshanfang? Musician?"
She looked at the silent musicians downstairs with disgust on her face.
"Like this mortal musician?"
The musicians who were originally affiliated with Leshanfang were frightened after hearing many secrets today. When they were told this, their limbs trembled. They all thought they were going to die and burst into tears.
"No, no." Master Yuanji was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Chen Heng is different. He is young, extremely beautiful, extremely..."
"Little Jane?"
The beautiful woman was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at Ai Jian on the Xuanhe Jade Platform.
"Yes, the Master is not lying. The Chen Heng he said is indeed a banished immortal. It is rare for such a figure to appear in the Southern Territory for 500 years. He is really unique."
Ai Jian nodded slightly, with an inexplicable smile on her face:
"If there is anyone else who can compare with him in appearance, from what I have seen in my life, the only ones are Jun Yao, who almost killed you, and Yushu, the master who once fought against the sect. These three people are amazing at first sight. Then you can forget about the secular world!”
The beautiful woman let out a cold snort.
Before she could get angry, Ai Jian used her true energy to draw Chen Heng's face with just a few strokes of her hand.
"..."
The beautiful woman was stunned for a while.
After a long time, his throat moved slightly, and he was stunned.
"How is it, Master Refiner? Is he still satisfied?" Master Yuanji smiled and raised the wine bottle.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The beautiful woman ignored him, looked at Ai Jian excitedly, and said:
"Quick! Now! Take me to find him now!"
Good luck!
This is really God helping me!
"Auntie is very anxious."
Ignoring Master Yuanji's embarrassment, Ai Jian smiled and pressed the talisman, and the Azure Sky Palace descended towards a mountain peak under the cloud head.
"Crying and crying has no decency at all."
There were still some musicians sobbing under the steps. Ai Jian frowned, and with a wave of his hand, he erased all their memories of today, and threw the unconscious musicians to the top of the mountain.
"Aunt, he——"
Ai Jian pointed to a cave and was about to speak when she stopped.
A mysterious, nameless and uncertain energy was rising slowly. Although it was weak, it could not escape the eyes and ears of the Dongxuan refiners present.
"But it's strange. Doesn't it mean that Chen Heng is not good at Taoism and has no Taoism?"
Ai Jian seems to be smiling but not smiling:
"Unexpectedly, he actually achieved fetal breath today."
