"Relax your body and imagine that there are colorful small particles in the air, floating around you. Try to find your favorite group of small particles, and then enter your body with your breathing, and let your thoughts drift away. , let these small particles float to somewhere in your body..."
In Zhao Jin's practice room, Zhao Jin and Song Qingru sat opposite each other, with their legs crossed and their palms facing the sky.
Not long after the conversation between the two of them, Song Qingru came to the small courtyard again, and Zhao Jin fulfilled his promise and began to teach him how to cultivate spiritual power.
At this time, Song Lie had also made an excuse to go out, saying that he would not disturb their practice. It would be better if he didn't look at Zhao Jin so winkingly when he left.
The two of them were immersed in cultivation like this. Song Qingru was also a person of great perseverance, and he did not appear agitated even after being in samadhi for such a long time.
However, cultivation will not come naturally just because you work hard. Until the sun sets, our school beauty goddess has not been able to enter her body with spiritual energy.
Zhao Jin didn't care about food here, so he sent Song Qingru back and told him to come back to him when he felt something.
The school beauty was also a sensible person and would never give Zhao Jin a chance to kick her out. She walked out without any hesitation.
She left gently, just as she came gently, waving her sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
After Song Qingru left, Zhao Jin calmly ate something to cushion his bed, then got on his bicycle and rode slowly and leisurely to the suburbs.
Unfortunately, he was stopped just after riding less than a thousand meters.
From a distance, Zhao Jin saw an old man wearing a yellow Taoist robe under the streetlight, waving to him with a smile on his face. He wanted to change direction and ride to the other side. Why couldn't he hide if he couldn't offend me?
Unexpectedly, the veteran showed a speed far beyond his age, and came to him in a swish, and he had no time to hide.
"My dear friend, we are so destined to meet again!"
The old Taoist touched his beard with one hand. His demeanor really had the aura of an immortal in it. There was something about this old man.
"No, I said, old sir, I really have no money, why do you have to stare at me alone?"
Although Zhao Jin, who had been influenced by his father's culture since childhood, was already a little angry, he still had the patience to talk to him nicely.
"No, no, it's actually my friend who is destined to be with me!"
"What's that? Do you really want to accept me as your disciple?"
Although the other party hid it well, Zhao Jin, who had been observing the old Tao with all his attention, still caught the flash of darkness in the old Tao's eyes. The word that made the other party react like this was... "accepting a disciple"?
"Old Taoist, I did have a few incompetent disciples before, but it's a pity that the level of the old Taoist disciples is really limited, and I can't teach such a talented person like my little friend."
Seeing the sadness in the old man's eyes and the other person's praise of his talent, Zhao Jin calmed down his emotions this time.
"Then why are you looking for me? Boy, I don't have much, so I really can't think of anything I can do to help you."
"It really does!"
Hearing what Zhao Jin said, the old man looked at Zhao Jin, with no trace of sadness on his face.
"Well, then you tell me."
"My little friend, there is no need to sigh like this. I have no ill intentions towards you. On the contrary, I am here to help you."
"oh?"
"I know where you are going, little friend. I have calculated it before. Not only will you suffer bloody disasters during this trip, but you will also be told where to go. I have a life-saving talisman here that can help little friend."
Zhao Jin did not take the talisman seal, but just looked at the other party dryly.
The talisman paper was folded into a small triangular bag, covered with mysterious and complicated runes, which looked more complicated than the Yellow Turban Hercules Talisman Seal. After just looking at the runes for a few times, Zhao Jin felt his eyes hurt.
"If you are interested in the art of runes, I have a few books of talismans here that you can learn from. Unfortunately, they are just sideways, not a direct road to the supreme realm."
As the old man spoke, he was about to take out the ancient book from the cuffs of his Taoist robe. Zhao Jin saw that it didn't look like he was cheating, so he quickly stopped the old man's movements.
"Master Taoist, wait a minute, there is no need for the book, but I don't agree with you on one thing. It is said that all roads lead to Rome. There are countless roads in the world. What is a heretical way? What is a broad road? In my opinion, all roads lead to Rome. A Tao that is perfected is a broad road. The so-called heretical ways are just because there are fewer people practicing them.
"Do you know Wing Chun? It's just a small southern boxing style with two or three people, but it can become famous all over the world. Isn't it just because it has achieved the ultimate level?"
The old Taoist thought for a few breaths, then seemed to suddenly become enlightened again, his eyes clear.
"You are an experienced practitioner, my little friend is really wise!"
The old Taoist gave Zhao Jin a thumbs up.
"No, no, it's just the frivolous words of a boy. I don't dare to call them wisdom."
The old Taoist priest already understood Zhao Jin's modesty and no longer dwelled too much on this topic.
"What about this talisman?"
"As the saying goes, no reward will be given without merit. If you have any requests, Taoist Priest, please tell me first."
"After tonight, the old Taoist and the little friend will meet again. At that time, the little friend will ask me to do a business with the old Taoist. The content of the business is definitely something that the little friend can handle, and it is definitely not something harmful to the world. Please also ask rest assured."
The old Taoist handed the talisman in his hand forward again. This time Zhao Jin did not refuse. This old Taoist had some skills and might really be able to save his life.
As for the business he was talking about, it was just a blank check. We will decide what to do when the time comes.
"I won't be respectful to that kid."
Seeing Zhao Jin put the talisman in the inner pocket of his coat, the old Taoist no longer blocked the road, turned sideways, stretched out his arm and made a gesture.
"Little friend, please!"
"Okay, old Taoist priest, see you later!"
Looking at Zhao Jin's leaving figure, the old Taoist priest stretched out his left hand, tapped his thumb and the remaining four fingers a few times, and muttered something in his mouth, as if he was really calculating something.
"Alas~~~"
With a gentle sigh, the old Taoist priest opened his clear eyes, looked at the figure in the distance that had long since turned into a black dot, and put down his fortune-telling hand.
"The young dragon crouched in the deep pool, its fortune has not yet come, and its reputation has not yet come. It waits for the thunder of spring to soar into the sky and fly to the ninth heaven..."
While muttering to himself, the breeze picked up, blowing up the old Taoist's robe, revealing the ancient book that had not been completely stuffed into the sleeves, with three simple characters "Taiping Jing" written on it.
Zhao Jin may still not know what he has missed. It is the "Taiping Jing" that records thousands of Taoist techniques. It is just one page, and no one knows how many people are vying to grab it.
Maybe if Zhao Jin knew that what this old Taoist was going to give him was the famous "Taiping Sutra", he might feel regretful in his heart, right?
"General Liehuo, you're already here, why don't you come out and see him?"
Suddenly, the old Taoist shouted softly into the empty street.
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, tall and lonely figure appeared in front of Lao Dao. Looking at his appearance, who could he be if he wasn't Song Lie?
"General Agni, long time no see! No, it's time to call me Lord Agni now."
The old man said hello with a smile on his face, while Song Lie ignored the other party's slightly teasing words.
"Your Excellency, are you so relieved to let him step into this tiger's den?"
"General Tiangong, didn't you say that? Just wait for the spring thunder to ring and fly to the ninth level of the sky. I think this is the spring thunder. How can a young man grow up without going through hardships?"
"That being said, people will die."
"Haha, he won't die, he will be the king of this world in the future!"
As Song Lie spoke, he unconsciously stretched out his palm and shook it hard, as if he really wanted to hold the world.
"Oh? General Agni has high expectations for him?"
"Some people are born extraordinary and are destined to be extraordinary. It's just a pity that this kid actually rejected your "Taiping Jing"."
"Haha, that's when I discovered the general too!"
"Oh? This is because I don't have the willpower anymore."
"General Liehuo, you must know that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. After all, the young man has to walk his own path. Maybe my "Taiping Jing" really has no fate with him!"
Zhang Jiao sighed and shook his head.
"General Tiangong, how is my unicorn?"
"The emperor's son must be a genius!"
Hearing Zhang Jue's praise, Song Lie did not show joy, but instead frowned.
"General Tiangong seems to know a lot of things. You must know that trouble comes from your mouth. There are some things that cannot be said."
"Oh? I think that person and I can be called friends even if we are not allies yet? Does General Agni want to fight me now?"
Zhang Jiao touched his beard. The Taoist robe moved automatically without any wind, showing an awe-inspiring aura.
"It's not about doing anything, it's just that Song has just come out of seclusion and is really itchy. I hope General Tiangong can give me some advice!"
Before he finished speaking, five extremely tall military generals appeared behind Song Lie. Among them were the familiar "Double Spear General" Dong Ping and "Leopard Head" Lin Chong. Judging from their figures, they were much taller than those in the small courtyard the previous day. He was several times taller when he first appeared.
"Oh? If that's the case, that old man would be disrespectful."
Seeing that Song Lie was actually serious, Zhang Jiao was not afraid of him even though he didn't know why, so he no longer hid his clumsiness.
I saw a tall soul figure also appeared behind him, wearing a yellow Taoist robe and a yellow scarf, holding a nine-section staff in one hand and an ancient book in the other. The same three simple characters "Taiping Jing" were written on the ancient book.
This "soul" is surprisingly Zhang Jiao himself.
"Walk!"
Zhang Jiao summoned a space portal and walked in first.
"Dong Ping, Lin Chong, Wu Song, Chao Gai, and Yang Xiong will meet with General Tiangong. I want to learn the power of the "Taiping Qingling Book"!"
"I am willing to go through fire and water for my lord, no matter what!"
Song Lie followed closely with a fierce fighting spirit. This fighting spirit was definitely not because he was angry because his ignorant boy missed the "Taiping Sutra". Well, the reason why he was gritting his teeth with hatred was definitely not because of this reason. It was just because he was itchy. .
Well, yes, it’s just because I’m itchy!
