Zhu Baomao jumped away, leaving only Gu Yucheng and Pan Mang.
Pan Mang looked at Gu Yucheng and couldn't help but feel moved, "I never thought that a foreigner or a foreigner could get rid of the influence of the Mysterious Flounder Incense on his own."
Gu Yucheng remained silent and responded with a smile.
Pan Mang looked at Gu Yucheng for a moment, and then belittled Gu Yucheng in a cold manner: "Dongning Island does not need pure Confucian scholars, and kindness will not bear any fruit in our land."
Gu Yucheng was neither impatient nor impatient: "Elder Pan, what do you want to do with us?"
Pan Mang's face remained unchanged, and he said matter-of-factly, "Follow me."
Gu Yucheng hesitated for a while and then made up his mind to follow Pan Mang closely.
This time Pan Mang led Gu Yucheng all the way out of the bamboo house and came to a dense bamboo room.
The path is covered with thick bamboos and goes along the current.
Gu Yucheng followed Pan Mang forward with his head down. Suddenly he felt a wave of heat blowing on his face, like ice water pouring on his head. Gu Yucheng was so shocked that he stood there for a long time.
Pan Mang turned around and looked at Gu Yucheng covertly, patted his shoulder, raised his head and continued moving forward.
By the time Gu Yucheng came to his senses, Pan Mang had already taken dozens of steps, and Gu Yucheng quickly caught up with him.
The deeper you go into the twists and turns of the dense forest, the more real the burning sensation becomes.
Pan Mang sensed that Gu Yucheng was catching up and asked without looking back, "How did you figure out the mystery of the incense? Ordinary people who are poisoned would only think that the toxin is in the physical body, meridians, and spiritual sea. They would never have thought that the incense could affect monks." Spirit. It’s easy to get rid of the confusion, but it’s not easy to see through this.”
"And you seem to have seen through this from the beginning..." There was no confusion in Pan Mang's tone, as if he already knew the answer.
Gu Yucheng answered truthfully, "I have a technique. It can just break the confusion."
Pan Mang shook his head, half-smiling, "Kung Fu? - Isn't it spiritual power?"
Gu Yucheng's heart was filled with thunder and turbulent waves, and his expression was forced to stabilize, and he did not show fear in the end. "Elder Pan knows?"
Pan Mang nodded slowly, "Ancient spiritual power. - If spiritual power is directly involved in the body and matter, then ancient spiritual power is the power that affects the soul and spirit."
"In other words, everything has yang and yin. Men and women, the universe, rise and fall, rise and fall, all are like this. Heaven and earth have their own way, yang is the spiritual power, and yin is the ancient spiritual power." Pan Mang's voice was not much higher than the running water beside him, When it fell into Gu Yucheng's ears, it was no less loud than the roar of fighting stones.
Gu Yucheng felt angry in his chest, "So that's it."
Cultivation is like being in a heavy fog, and a word enlightens the world. Words that others take for granted can sometimes solve the long-standing confusion in their hearts.
Of course, Gu Yucheng did not think that Pan Mang said it casually, so he bowed respectfully, "Please, elder, give me advice."
Pan Mang smiled, "How are you sure that I will teach you? I'm not you, so how can I know your confusion?"
Gu Yucheng maintained his salute posture and felt that his behavior was indeed Meng Lang. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really not sure."
Pan Mang laughed loudly, "Okay! You suddenly spoke bluntly, but I felt relieved. Let's go. Your confusion and doubts will be solved."
Gu Yucheng stood up and followed Pan Mang.
The two of them walked a thousand steps closer before they saw several bamboo houses hidden in the bamboo forest.
Pan Mang led Gu Yucheng to the bamboo house and shouted, "Elder Zhan!"
Soon, the elder who looked young during the ceremony walked out of the bamboo house and smiled at Pan Mang, "Did Elder Pan bring someone here?"
Pan Mang nodded, "Elder Zhu is communicating with the clan members. I think it would be better to bring him here first. Let's see if he is just lucky or if he really has some skills."
Elder Zhan only had the early stage of enlightenment, but he was not afraid of Gu Yucheng. He nodded lightly, "Okay. Elder Pan can leave him here with peace of mind."
Before Gu Yucheng could react, Pan Mang had already gone down the river and disappeared into the forest.
Gu Yucheng wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say and could only stand there awkwardly.
At this time, a figure flashed out from behind Elder Zhan. Who else could it be if it wasn't Pan Xiaohu?
Pan Xiaohu looked at Gu Yucheng and smiled cheerfully, "You have to thank me."
Gu Yucheng didn't understand what he meant, "Miss Pan is indeed very friendly to us. I'm naturally grateful."
Pan Xiaohu waved his hand, "Hey! - If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to come to Elder Zhan."
Elder Zhan was very easy-going and said with a smile, "Sister Pan, please don't meet anyone outside. You and I are of similar generation, just call me by my first name, Zhan Yu."
Pan Xiaohu was very close to Zhan Yu and still refused, "No. ——Sister Yu, I still sound like a nicer sister."
Zhan Yu also smiled and communicated intimately with Pan Xiaohu in a low voice.
Gu Yucheng was a little embarrassed under the bamboo house.
Pan Xiaohu laughed with Zhan Yu and jumped directly in front of Gu Yucheng, "All the tribes in Dongning Island worship their gods and celebrate sacrifices. Elder Zhu's lineage is responsible for one of the most important sacrificial festivals of the Shishi Clan.
Elder Zhu’s youngest son, Zhu Baoma, is particularly talented in this area. I specially asked him to deliver food to you. That little guy listens to me! ——Haha, without the little guy’s approval, you wouldn’t be here. "
Gu Yucheng's mind changed slightly, nodded and asked, "Little guy, do you know about ancient spiritual power?"
Pan Xiaohu covered his stomach and laughed, holding his belly with one hand and hitting Gu Yucheng's chest and shoulders with one hand. "Hahaha! Ouch. You... some things are not kept secret. Ancient spiritual power is no stranger to us. Zhu Baoma is even more sure of this."
"It's a pity. We can't learn ancient spiritual power." Pan Xiaohu was a little downcast.
Gu Yucheng's heartbeat quickened. He thought of his own bloodline and pretended to be calm and asked, "This? How do you say it?"
Pan Xiaohu's eyes flew to the outside of the bamboo forest, "There was a monk who could practice ancient spiritual power before. Long, long ago. - Early Western Han Dynasty? Late Eastern Han Dynasty? Probably so."
"The monk said: Ordinary people can't learn it. But we don't know why." Pan Xiaohu sighed and turned his attention back to Yucheng.
Zhan Yu reminded, "Let him come in quickly."
Pan Xiaohu came to his senses and nodded, "You have to study hard."
Gu Yucheng was pulled into the bamboo house before he could ask.
Zhan Yu has already walked behind a screen, and his figure is projected on it. "Sacrifice is a major event that all tribes in Dongning Island attach great importance to. It flourishes freely under the long history, and ultimately affects the cultivation of our tribes."
"Even if everyone in the wilderness cultivates spiritual power, there are differences. And cultivation is by no means limited to spiritual power." Zhan Yu stopped talking and seemed to be looking at Gu Yucheng.
Gu Yucheng added, "There is still energy. - It is said to be related to blood and talent, and even the origin of different ethnic groups."
Zhan Yu nodded, "Qi and blood...it's true."
"But what we want to talk about is not these. It is ancient spiritual power. Aren't you curious about the origin and system of ancient spiritual power?"
Zhan Yu's words aroused Gu Yucheng's thoughts, and he nodded and asked, "I wonder what ancient spiritual power is...?"
Zhan Yu chuckled and shook his head slightly.
Pan Xiaohu is silly - he just looks silly.
But Pan Xiaohu was not stupid. She laughed at Gu Yucheng, "Didn't I just say that we didn't learn ancient spiritual power? Don't think about it. You don't even know how to practice ancient spiritual power. What can we people know?"
Gu Yucheng felt a little ashamed: Yes, I was really too anxious. I just wanted to clear up my doubts, but I forgot what Pan Xiaohu just said.
Pan Xiaohu ran behind the screen, "Sister Yu also wants to practice, so I will briefly explain to you: your ancient spiritual power has many similarities with our sacrifices. You have to learn the unnamed technique of Hengdao."
"Hengdao, not a name?" Gu Yucheng was confused and at a loss.
Pan Xiaohu nodded, "Our tribes call the power generated by sacrifices Hengdao Weiming. Because this power is too powerful, too vast, and difficult to name, we just call it Hengdao Weiming. This power acts on the spirit and soul. Do you understand?"
Gu Yucheng suddenly nodded, "That's it. - Elder Pan said that spiritual power is yang, that is, the body is yang. The spirit and soul are naturally yin. The same is true for ancient spiritual power."
"That's not right. Yin and Yang have mutual roots, and everything is relative. Ancient spiritual power is not entirely yin. Elder Pan would say that, and he just explained it to me simply." Gu Yucheng quickly denied what he just said.
Seeing that Gu Yucheng was about to fall into self-philosophy, Pan Xiaohu quickly interrupted, "Okay - stop! Stop!"
Gu Yucheng came back to his senses and looked at Pan Xiaohu. Following Pan Xiaohu's instructions, he discovered that lines of Chinese characters appeared on the screen, which were obviously exercises.
Gu Yucheng moved his spiritual power according to the words and found that the feeling of heat wave originated from these words.
It seems that the art of Hengdao is indeed inextricably related to ancient spiritual power.
