"Spirit eye?"
Tang Ruowei's eyes exuded a confused look, not like he was the descendant of a hidden master.
Ye Wudao also had black lines on his face when he heard this. He waved his hand and said helplessly: "Aren't you a master of the spirit-building realm? How come you don't even know this."
Ye Wudao seriously suspected in his heart that Tang Ruowei was just a second-rate person, a master of spiritual realm construction, who didn't even know this low-level awareness of cultural arts and science. This couldn't be fake, could it?
Tang Ruowei also smiled awkwardly at this time, waving his hands and saying: "Those who are very knowledgeable in liberal arts and sciences, their heads hurt every time they learn, so I stopped learning."
Tang Ruowei was raised by her grandfather as a heir since she was a child. She is also very talented and can master some ghost-catching methods as soon as she changes them. But strangely enough, she can learn those magic tricks, but every time her grandfather explains to her the arts and sciences, she I was so dizzy that I didn’t even know how many times I had been scolded by my grandfather for avoiding studying.
Ye Wudao looked at Tang Ruowei's harmless expression, and suddenly his face was full of black lines: "I really don't know how you learned those things."
"You can figure it out once you see it. What's so difficult about it?"
Tang Ruowei spoke calmly and did not feel any pressure at all.
In the path of Taoist practice, liberal arts knowledge is very important.
The first step for countless practitioners is to learn liberal arts knowledge so that they can be exposed to those spiritual techniques.
After all, you can't even learn arts and sciences. If you learn spiritual skills rashly, it will cause spiritual energy to enter the body. The body will not be able to withstand the erosion of spiritual energy, and the body will explode and die.
Ye Wudao looked at the Lamborghini that was smashed beyond recognition, and then looked at the blood moon that flickered in the sky. Feeling the majestic ghostly energy between the sky and the earth, he couldn't help but frown.
Nowadays, the appearance of the blood moon has caused the ghost aura to permeate the air, and the ghost path is extremely prosperous, overriding the righteous path. I don't know how many mortals have died from the ghost aura.
Demons are rampant and ghosts are strong. If the righteous path cannot produce masters of the Yuan-building realm, then the world will definitely be a purgatory.
Ye Wudao became more and more determined in his determination to practice.
In my last life, I sealed my body in the Tomb of the Emperor of Heaven, and my soul was reincarnated and rebuilt. As a result, my current level of cultivation is completely gone. There are only two ways to get back to the top.
Then start over again, but that will inevitably be extremely slow. But if I fuse my physical body at this time, those old things will notice it, which will be very detrimental to me.
After thinking about it again and again, Ye Wudao decided to practice again.
At this time, Tang Ruowei seemed to have seen something scary, his face changed slightly, and he pointed forward with trembling hands and said, "Look at those five little boys, are they smiling?"
Ye Wudao looked along Tang Ruowei's hand and saw five little boys with dark faces and black eyes, smiling ghostly at him.
Ye Wudao frowned, his face changed, and his body immediately burst out with an astonishing momentum.
The sunlight in the sky instantly became extremely hot, dispelling the ghostly aura surrounding him. Ye Wudao's body kept emitting a golden light, which was extremely dazzling.
Suddenly, the herringbone streets that were originally filled with fog became clearly visible, and there were far fewer people.
"You must run away quickly, otherwise your souls will definitely be driven away today."
Ye Wudao withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention to these ghosts.
Tang Ruowei also noticed the changes around him, and couldn't help but look at Ye Wudao in confusion, and asked: "Why are there so many people running away all at once?"
"There weren't so many people here to begin with. You were just dazzled before."
Ye Wudao looked careless and seemed to look down on the monk in front of him.
When Tang Ruowei saw Ye Wudao talking about running the train, he pouted angrily and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Then, she got into the battered Lamborghini and started the car.
"Wait for me!"
Seeing that Tang Ruowei was leaving, Ye Wudao quickly got into the car.
Tang Ruowei started the car, and the two of them had a smooth journey. There were no more monsters or monsters to cause trouble.
"Senior, can you explain the spiritual eye to me?" In the car, Tang Ruowei once again put down his temper and asked shamelessly.
Ye Wudao explained helplessly: "The so-called spiritual eye is when a person moves the spiritual energy in the body to the Tianyan point, opening the original spirit and seeing clearly the essence of the world."
Ye Wudao's explanation was ambiguous, but Tang Ruowei was a well-known talented woman and he quickly understood.
"It is recorded in ancient books that human beings are formed by the aggregation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Due to the influence of heaven and earth factors, the human spiritual energy is corroded by the dirty air and becomes a rootless person."
Ye Wudao couldn't help but smile when he heard Tang Ruowei's docile words, "I thought you were a mediocre person, but it seems that's not the case now!"
Tang Ruo curled his lips slightly and said nothing.
…
After a while, the two came to an ancient house. In front of the yard stood a stone statue of a green dragon and a white tiger. Next to the green dragon was a pond with carps in it. But next to the white tiger is a forest, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Ye Wudao glanced at it and saw the clues instantly, but he just smiled faintly.
"grandfather."
Tang Ruowei shouted to the old man wearing a simple Taoist robe at the door, and walked over.
Ye Wudao, on the other hand, slowly moved forward step by step, greedily sucking in the spiritual energy around him.
"Ruowei, hurry up and prepare tea to entertain the seniors." The old man ignored Tang Ruowei and ordered softly.
Tang Ruowei glanced at Ye Wudao, snorted coldly, and went to prepare tea reluctantly.
The old man looked at the majestic Ye Wudao in front of him, exuding a kingly aura in every move and every move. He couldn't help but clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "The disciples of the Taoist sect fall to the sky to see the senior."
The sight of an old man over fifty saluting an eighteen-year-old boy is really strange.
If the teacher sees it, Ye Wudao will inevitably receive a harsh lesson.
In the eyes of the world, Ye Wudao's behavior was considered unfilial, but in the eyes of practitioners, it was normal for him to behave in a low-level manner and salute to a high-level monk.
Secular people are just too hypocritical to talk about benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust all day long, but no one can do it.
Only when your heart reaches your eyes and your mouth can you speak without doing anything. This is the path to Tao, Dharma and Heart.
Ye Wudao waved his hand, made a polite gesture of invitation, and said, "Let's talk inside!"
Ye Wudao walked in front, Luo Tianwei followed behind.
The reason why Ye Wudao came to see Taoist Tianwei was that he wanted to know why he knew his identity, and that his cheap dad seemed to know too. Someone seemed to be driving everything.
Ye Wudao has been going against nature since he was a child, unwilling to accept his fate. Now he feels that someone is arranging his own destiny, and of course he cannot tolerate it.
As the saying goes, my destiny is determined by me and not by God. Even the immortals in the sky have to lower their eyebrows.
