Lao Guo picked up the big bamboo basket and tipped it upwards. Seeing his understatement, I thought to myself, "It's awesome."
I can actually carry it on my back, but my shoulders hurt from the rope.
I collected three more plugboards and half a pot of oil, put them all into the bamboo basket, then locked the door of the wooden house and set off with Lao Guo.
"Uncle Guo, just say when you are tired and we will stop and rest before walking."
"It's okay. I'm used to carrying it. It's better for us to hurry up and deliver the things," he walked quickly and spoke without blushing or heartbeat.
While chatting on the road, I asked: "Uncle Guo, are you over 40 this year? Your body is so good, you are stronger than young people. Is it because you practice qigong?"
"Don't tell me, it's true. I wasn't in such good health before. Since I started practicing the qigong taught by the Taoist priest, I have indeed gained a lot of strength."
"Then Uncle Guo, you can be considered a qigong master."
"Ha ha!"
"I don't want to take it seriously. I just followed Ma Dao for a long time and understand some theoretical knowledge, but I can't be called a master."
"It's very powerful to understand theory. Uncle Guo, do you think practicing Jinghua Qi is powerful?"
"Practice Jing Qi?"
"Awesome, of course this move is awesome!"
He stopped and said, "Taoist Master Ma once said that essence is the foundation of innateness, energy and spirit, and essence comes first. Think about it, if you refine it, wouldn't it be powerful?"
"Taoist Master Ma also said that practicing Jing Qi is the basic foundation of Taoism's Taoist Qi practice. Practicing Jing Qi, gathering Qi to transform into Spirit, and practicing Spirit to counteract deficiencies. Once you reach the final step of counteracting deficiencies, you will look very young. , you can still have a full head of black hair and a loud voice at the age of 70. This is because the aura and divine light are restrained. Taoist Master Ma said that once you reach this level of practice, you can easily live over a hundred years old."
"Don't practice blindly. There are many fake Qigong methods in just practicing Jinghua Qi. Practicing fake ones will be harmful," he reminded me. "The real Jinghua Qigong method is to replenish the brain after practice. After practicing, people will I slept soundly and quickly.”
When I heard this, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
It seems... what Madman Xie taught me was the real magical power of refining and transforming qi, not a fake one.
I asked again: "If young people practice it for real, will it be okay?"
"How do you say this?" Lao Guo raised the bamboo frame again and said, "Young people are either unable to practice, or they are in normal health. If you are not married, try to practice as little as possible. It is easy to become addicted to practice. Once addicted, you will get married later. Then the woman will suffer, right?"
"Huh? How can you suffer?" I don't understand.
Lao Guo pointed at me and said, "Because I will have no desires and no desire in my heart. Once I get married, won't the woman suffer? It's like being a widow."
I shuddered when I heard it, and thought to myself, Xie Qirong, this old immortal, really had no good intentions at that time. He taught me this to hurt me! (I told you the process last time. You must not practice it. Believe me, it is a real skill.)
After walking continuously into the mountains for three hours, I saw that Lao Guo was sweating a lot, so I asked him to put down the bamboo frame and sit down to smoke a cigarette and take a rest.
"Give me some fire."
"call....."
After resting, I became interested in Taoism, so I asked Lao Guo about the story of the Taoist priests in Zhongnan Mountain. I asked him if he knew about the Lushan Sect? Because I saw the corpses of Chen Meiqing and Chen Qingjue in Guizailing.
Despite Lao Guo's honest appearance, he has been traveling around with Taoist Master Ma for several years before he went crazy, and he knows a lot.
He immediately said: "Lushan, you know, there is a relatively powerful coastal sect. In terms of spell power alone, it is extremely domineering. It may be even higher than Maoshan."
Lao Guo held a cigarette in his mouth and said: "I know one more thing about the Lushan sect. During the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, a coastal female Taoist priest once broke into Zhongnan Mountain single-handedly. At that time, we had the Quiet sect, the Zhengyi sect, and the Natural sect. , the Yunyang sect, the Zhengyi sect have all been defeated, and people named them are the ones who came to Zhongnan Mountain to recruit your troops."
I frowned and asked: "The female Taoist priest in the late Qing Dynasty...Uncle Guo, is this female Taoist priest named Chen Meiqing?"
"I don't know, I don't know what the female Taoist priest is called," he shook his head repeatedly.
"What does it mean to withdraw troops and horses?" I asked curiously, which involved a blind spot in my knowledge.
"Haha, don't you understand? I'll tell you, young man."
"According to legend, the female Taoist priest in Lushan was the Black-headed Master. The Black-headed Master would use five rampant soldiers and horses, Yin soldiers, and earth soldiers. And they in Lushan were criticized by the Central Plains Taoist sect because Xu Xun was too domineering at that time. They were pushed out and driven to the coast, and the temples in the mainland were demolished, so we basically couldn’t mobilize the powerful celestial soldiers and horses, earthly immortal soldiers and horses, human immortal soldiers and ancestor soldiers and horses in the mainland.”
"Zhongnan Mountain was a Taoist holy land back then, with many sects and strong soldiers and horses, so the female Taoist priest came to borrow the soldiers and horses. At best, they were borrowing them. At worst, they were robbed."
Lao Guo made a comparison and said: "If a master is not extremely talented, it normally takes ten years to recruit a soldier to work for him, so no one is willing to lend him one."
"What is she doing with her troops?" I asked.
"Well..."
Lao Guo recalled: "The rumor seems to be that she is going south to kill some ghost and snake god. The details are not clear. It has been almost two hundred years."
"Then she finally borrowed it?" I asked curiously.
"Ah!"
Lao Guo flicked the cigarette butt away, sneered, slapped the bamboo frame hard and said: "Let's not talk about the ancient well temple! Zhongnan Mountain was a Taoist holy land back then! There are so many unborn great masters who live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests. They can't be counted with one hand. Come! Not to mention she is a young woman, even if Xu Xun, the founder of Lu Mountain, comes in person! I dare not say that she can get any benefits from Zhongnan Mountain!"
"snort!"
Lao Guo said angrily: "The young female Taoist priest later lost to a real hermit cultivator of ours. In the end, instead of borrowing soldiers and horses, she returned injured and defeated. She did not dare to offend my power of Zhongnan!"
I said awesome, awesome, and at the same time I thought to myself: "Lao Guo, it would be a shame if you didn't go to the teahouse to talk about storytelling. I have already thought of the title of this section for you, so I called it: "A bunch of old Taoist priests gang up to oppress a group of people. A young and beautiful female Taoist priest was still boasting proudly. "
But having said that, if it is really Chen Meiqing, then is the so-called ghost snake god the Nengba snake that Echo Duck ate in one bite?
I shook my head. The relationship was too complicated and I didn’t want to recall it anymore. After all, it was over and in the past. The ending was that we won and the five ugly people, including the self-improvement snake, were wiped out.
After chatting for a while, it was completely dark now, so we continued walking with flashlights on.
At around one o'clock in the middle of the night, we hurried to the outside of the Lost Soul Forest.
Seeing the camphor smell in the woods, Lao Guo said worriedly, "Young man, this place is not very good."
"Uncle Guo, Taoist Master Ma said before that he can just send you here."
"Well, then I'll send it here."
After Lao Guo finished speaking, he took off the bamboo frame and I said thank you for your hard work.
"Then I'm going back now?"
"Go back."
"Be careful. When you see Ma Daochang, tell him and ask him to come back early and stop wandering in the mountains."
Looking at Lao Guo leaving alone with a flashlight, I shook my head and thought, "I don't know where that Taoist priest has gone. I'm sorry."
After struggling to carry the bamboo frame, I stepped into the ecstasy forest.
This thing is really heavy.
At 3:30 in the morning, I saw the shadow of the turret and the fire in the distance, and finally rushed back to the camp.
Come closer.
Dou Sprout looked like he was keeping vigil at night. He fell asleep leaning against the tree with a rattle at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm back!" I shouted.
Dou Sprout stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, then went to sleep.
"I'm fucking back!"
Douyazai stood up in excitement: "Who! Who is talking!"
"Fengzi! You're back!"
Brother Xuanyu woke up and they came out to see me.
Brother Yu hurriedly took the bamboo basket, put it on the ground and said with a frown: "These things add up to a lot of weight, Yunfeng, I've made it difficult for you, thank you for your hard work."
Xiaoxuan also rushed over to help me rub my shoulders. She said distressedly: "How is it? Are your shoulders hurting? Let me squeeze it for you."
Enjoying the gentle massage on my shoulders, I nodded and said: "For the sake of getting rich and for the benefit of everyone, it's nothing for me to work hard. Now it's fine, we have everything, and we will definitely be able to open this big tomb!" Look who’s buried inside it!”
