As soon as the words fell, everyone in the house was shocked. The people from the Lingnan Sword Sect under the tree looked at Nandao in shock. They had just felt the energy of heaven and earth flowing and gathering, and thought it was Cong Ren under the tree. Because of practice, I didn’t expect that someone would become a Taoist here.
The woman in the white dress was the last to look back at South Island.
His always cold face was also filled with an expression of disbelief.
Her original intention was just to make Nan Dao die, but she never thought that he would actually be able to enter Taoism in front of the court in this pulpit!
The sound of Yun Huzhi's sermon in the preaching ground was still ringing by the stream, but under the apricot tree in Jianzong, no one cared about it.
Nan Dao looked at everyone's expressions, scratched his head and said, "Am I not considered a Taoist?"
The woman in the white dress looked at Nandao in silence for a long time, then stood up and said, "Come with me."
Nan Dao stood up and followed the woman in the white dress out without knowing why.
The two of them passed many pulpits along the way, crossed a path covered with white flowers, and arrived at the Jingsi Lake.
The woman in the white dress stopped by the lake, then turned to look at Nan Dao and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Nan Dao reached out his hand in imagination, imagining that the woman in the white dress also stretched out her hand to check his hand, but he saw the woman in the white dress said lightly: "Let me see how the vitality in your body is running."
"It's not about looking at heaven and earth..." Nan Dao Gui was about to say the root of heaven and earth. He raised his eyes and met the woman's cold gaze. He stopped talking, and then circulated the vitality of heaven and earth that had been absorbed into his body, gathering it at his fingertips. tip.
The woman stared in silence for a long time, then looked up at Nan Dao and asked, "Have you ever practiced the Blue Bull Five Thousand Words or other methods of cultivation before?"
Nan Dao shook his head and said, "I just heard about the existence of this book."
The woman in the white dress looked deeply at Nandao for a long time, then turned to look at Jingsi Lake and said softly: "Do you know how difficult it is to enter the Taoist world?"
"have no idea."
"Entering the Tao is just a general term. Based on the experience of the two thousand years of Taoism, before entering the Tao, there are actually three false realms, namely, the sense of Qi, entering the body, and Zhou Tian."
Nan Dao listened ignorantly. Just a few days ago, he was just a young man squatting under the eaves of the town holding an umbrella all day long. In just a few days in Nanyi City, he had already received so many things that he had never known before. So even though I didn’t quite understand what I was hearing, I still listened carefully and didn’t have any other thoughts.
"The so-called sense of Qi is to look at yourself internally, and then feel the rules of the faint flow between heaven and earth, which is the great road."
"After you have the sense of Qi, you need to constantly get close to it, illuminate and meditate internally, in order to harmonize with it, and then introduce it into the body and plant the seeds, which is the immortality of the Grain God."
"The seeds will slowly rotate on their own, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, strengthening themselves, and then circulating around to cleanse their own bodies. This step is called Zhoutian, also called assimilation."
Nan Dao looked at the back of the woman in the white dress and asked in confusion: "Why is it called assimilation?"
The woman in the white dress looked at the calm water of Jingsi Lake and was silent for a while, then slowly said: "This is a saying from thousands of years ago. Some people at that time believed that the so-called practice is alienation, and this saying has also survived. , but now it’s generally called assimilation. I think that when I entered the Great Dao, it was assimilation.”
"I see."
The woman in the white dress continued.
"Of these three stages, the first stage is screening. From a general point of view, the Great Dao is limited, so it is impossible to leave enough seeds in everyone to feel it. The sense of Qi is a screening of the secular and spiritual worlds. The most critical place.”
When Nan Dao heard this, he thought of Mr. Mei, who was the person selected by the avenue.
"The second stage is to test the affinity between the seeds in your body and the Dao. The higher the affinity, the shorter the time from feeling the Qi to introducing the Qi into the body. In the current world of practice, this time is generally It’s between January and March.”
"And the last stage depends on your talent, which is...the root of heaven and earth."
The God of Grain is immortal and is called the mysterious female. The gate of Xuanfei is called the root of heaven and earth. If it persists, it will not be used diligently.
At this point, Nan Dao finally understood the meaning of what Yun Hu did not know before.
The woman in the white dress turned around and looked at Nan Dao with a complicated expression.
"I have never seen anyone sit down and enter the Tao, even if it is just the first stage of entering the Tao and seeing the mountains."
"If you have never practiced before."
"Your heaven and earth roots are indeed very big."
Nan Dao scratched his head and asked, "How big is it?"
The woman in the white dress glared at him, turned around and walked towards the path she came from.
"I have no idea."
When she reached the entrance of the trail and stood under the door covered with flower vines, the woman in the white dress looked back at Nandao and said with cold eyes: "My name is Qiu Xi'er. Every afternoon, you can come to Jingsi Lake." Here, I’ll teach you how to sword.”
Nan Dao couldn't help but walked towards the woman in the white dress, but was blocked by a sword, which almost cut off the toe of his shoe. Nan Dao lowered his head and looked at the sword intent. He didn't know when it appeared, but he heard the woman in the white dress continue to speak.
"Also, don't tell others how long it took you to become a Taoist. Your way of becoming a Taoist is too weird. I will go to the Jianzong to solve the problem. You will stand here for three hours now. Later, go to Yunhu Mr. Big.”
The people in front of Nan Dao could still understand, but when they heard that they were looking for Yunhu, they were a little strange and asked, "Why are you looking for Mr. Yunhu?"
"He may understand some things better."
Qiu Xi'er finished speaking calmly and disappeared on the trail.
Nan Dao stayed alone by Jingsi Lake holding an umbrella, and the sword intention stayed in front of him. Nan Dao thought to himself, if you stop me in front, I can just walk from behind.
So when he turned around, he saw another sword intent.
...
When Qiu Xi'er returned to Jia Zi Dao Ping, Cong Ren didn't know when he had left.
The people from the Lingnan Sword Sect have also disappeared. Si Po Sword Cheng Lu was looking eagerly in the direction of Jingsi Lake. When he saw Qiu Xi'er coming back, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Senior sister, what were you talking to him about just now?" ?”
Qiu Xi'er sat down on the spot, looked over at Yun Huzi, and said in a cold voice: "It's nothing."
Then he looked at Cheng Lu and said, "Junior Brother Cheng, how about you do me a favor?"
Cheng Lu frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Help me take a trip to Lingnan."
"Senior sister, don't you want people in Lingnan to spread the news?"
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "No, it's just this person. I want Mo Jian Ya."
...
The man Nan Dao had met in the School of Mathematics and Physics before was standing quietly on a stone bridge over the Nanyi River outside the Xuanshu Courtyard. The long street was bustling with people coming and going, but this place was lonely.
Cong Ren bought a candied haws and walked slowly down the street.
"I haven't eaten this for many years. Do you want one?" Cong Ren walked to the bridge, stopped next to the man, and raised the candied haws in his hand to signal.
Bu Suanzi turned to look at the candied haws, which was red like a lantern. The syrup melted a little when licked, like blood. So he shook his head and said, "I'll forget it. How many years have you not eaten?"
Cong Ren looked at the candied haws in his hand, squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, then looked up at this prosperous ancient city.
"It's been a thousand years. I remember that at that time, I was only ten years old. Because I couldn't figure out some problems, I was unhappy every day, so my master asked my senior brothers to come and play cards with me."
Cong Ren said, shaking his head and smiling. When he looked at the world again, his eyes were full of nostalgia.
"But I don't like to play cards. I prefer to drink. Then I buy some candied haws, lick it, and drink it. The taste of wine after eating sugar is so bitter that I can't swallow it. It was only then that I understood that from the surge of life The rising tide is more painful than anything else.”
Bu Suanzi looked at Cong Ren calmly, seeming to have understood what he wanted to say.
Then Cong Ren gnawed off a hawthorn and said vaguely: "Some people's lives are sweet but bitter, like me, and some people's lives are bitter all the way."
Cong Ren didn't say whose life it was, but Fortune Teller knew who he was talking about.
"Destiny will always be unpredictable, let alone just a road ahead." Bu Suanzi said calmly.
The two of them looked at a certain intersection on the street, where people were coming and going, but no one seemed to be making a choice.
Cong Ren looked at Bu Suanzi and laughed, and returned Bu Suanzi's most famous words: "How do you know this is not the original intention of fate?"
"I am still three feet away from my destiny, so I don't know." Bu Suanzi said calmly, and then walked off the bridge.
There is a girl waiting there with a boat by the bridge.
Her name is Shushu.
Bu Suanzi got on the boat, and then the boat slowly went south with the flowing water.
Cong Ren also got off the bridge, gnawing on the remaining hawthorns, and walked towards the direction of the Human Sword Sect.
...
The development of the story is not what Qiu Xi'er thought - Nan Dao was trapped in the sword's will, and then waited boredly for her to unlock this cage.
The fact is that Nan Dao squatted by the lake in boredom, took out the thread from his clothes, tied the sword intent and sank into the lake to catch fish.
At the beginning, Nan Dao looked around and saw sword intent on all sides, so he tried to use the vitality that had just been introduced into his body to touch the sword intent.
The meager amount of vitality was naturally chopped into pieces at the first touch, and returned to the world again.
Nan Dao frowned for a while, then suddenly had an idea and carefully poked it with his finger.
As a result, when those sword intentions touched Nan Dao's fingertips, they immediately became docile and fell into Nan Dao's palm like a few fish.
Nan Dao was very excited at first, but after playing with it for half an hour, he found that he couldn't seem to make any other tricks. The only thing that has been researched is to make them attach to the black umbrella in their hands.
It is very convenient to take and use it anytime.
Later, the South Island began to use them for fishing.
When Qiu Xi'er came in the afternoon, she saw Nan Dao sitting by the lake and dozing off.
"Where's the sword intention?"
Qiu Xi'er's usual cold voice sounded in his ears, and Nan Dao jumped up. The sword intent was thrown ashore, landed on the black umbrella, and was then included in it.
Qiu Xi'er looked at this scene in amazement, raised her hand to touch the edge of the black umbrella, remained silent for a long time, looked at Nan Dao who looked embarrassed, and asked: "Where did you get this umbrella?"
Nan Dao rubbed his eyes, yawned and said, "My dad knocked it for me."
Qiu Xi'er looked at Black Umbrella quietly and said, "It is indeed a good sword."
"?" Nan Dao was confused.
Qiu Xi'er did not mention the umbrella again, looked at Nan Dao up and down, and asked: "How many sword intentions have you tamed?"
Nan Dao scratched his head and said, "Yes."
He wasn't sure if it was him.
Qiu Xi'er looked at Nan Dao with a complicated expression and said:
"Your roots in heaven and earth are greater than I imagined."
