Ji Chen's lesson really shocked everyone, and their confidence in the auxiliary sect suddenly increased. However, in the next few days, everyone began to be confused, because the scriptures and tactics were not that simple!
What follows is a long period of self-cultivation.
After that shocking class, the stone pool in the hearts of every student in the lecture hall seemed to be rippled by stones of faith.
Ji Chen's astonishing demonstration undoubtedly sowed the seeds in their hearts that the auxiliary sect could also be proud of the rest. But when the enthusiasm subsided, reality faced them again.
In the following days, the process of practicing scripture warfare was like climbing a steep mountain, full of twists and turns and hardships. Zhang Mo and his fellow disciples write scriptures silently in the hall every day, and each stroke contains a deep understanding of the flow of mana. But the actual difficulty is far beyond imagination. Even the most basic word "wind" requires an almost instinctive grasp of the energy of heaven and earth. And this kind of instinct cannot be developed overnight.
A month passed in a hurry, and despite everyone's sweat and efforts, there were very few results. In a hurry, the library became a treasure.
The Liuyun Mountain Range winds like a dragon, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland. One of the solitary peaks is tall and straight, with an ancient library built on the top. It is like a dragon palace entrenched in the clouds, surrounded by ancient trees and gurgling springs. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. It is a dream place for spiritual practice for seekers.
This library pavilion, named "Lingxiao Pavilion", was built by the senior masters of Liuyun Mountain with cold jade and mica stone. It is not only extremely strong, but also can isolate all external interference, making the pavilion full of rich spiritual energy. , providing an excellent environment for practice.
Inside the pavilion, the bookshelves are like layers of mountains, extending to the end as far as the eye can see.
Quick books such as "100 Days - Definitely Let You Master the Scripture Warfare", "100 Days Quick Collection of Scripture Warfare", "Essential for Scientific Examination: Decoding the Scripture Warfare" seem to be the solution for those anxious minds. medicine.
People kept coming in and out, clutching books that seemed to be able to make people understand the secrets of the scriptures overnight, hoping to break through the bottleneck.
Wei Changji hurried away with a copy of "Scripture and War Techniques Turning Stone into Gold".
And in that remote corner, the dusty profound Taoist classics such as "Tao Te Ching" and "Qing Jing Jing" gradually lost people's favor.
Some students once looked through it curiously, but as time goes by, the inscrutable philosophy seems like the cold and biting mountain wind, which is daunting to those who are eager for success.
Zhang Mo read a few quick books, such as "Mastering Scripture Warfare in 100 Days" and "Quick Scripture Keys", but these books were not what he longed for.
He read a few more books, "108 Ways to Write the Character for Wind", "10 Quick Ways to Write the Character for Fire", "There is Always One Suitable for You - 72 Ways to Write the Character for Thunder"... He glanced at these book titles, I felt the vastness of the techniques involved. However, the complex changes and effects behind each writing method made Zhang Mo feel tired. This was not the Tao he pursued. Among the numerous battle methods and techniques, what he seeks is a more primitive and pure power - the root of Tao.
With a decision in his mind, Zhang Mo turned around and walked towards the area of Taoist classics. The atmosphere here is completely different from that in the tactics area. There is a vague silence of Master Qingming flowing between the bookshelves. He gently stroked the spines of the books containing Taoist wisdom, as if he could feel the sages' insight and understanding of the natural laws of heaven and earth.
Teacher Ji Chen once said: "In the final analysis, all scriptures and tactics originate from Taoist classics, which are the starting point of all methods." This sentence resonated deeply in Zhang Mo's heart.
So he stepped into the area that the teacher had mentioned and was ignored by many classmates - the Taoist classics area.
Here, the bookshelves are towering, and each book is covered with a layer of dust, quietly telling the story of their former glory. Zhang Mo was a little lost in this voluminous classic. After reading it for a long time, he didn't know where to start.
"Young man, why don't you take a look at the Jade Pure Scripture? No one has cared about that book for a long time." An old man sweeping the floor appeared behind Zhang Mo at some point.
Zhang Mo clasped his fists at the old man to thank him, and then followed the instructions to find the Jade Qing Scripture.
When he opened the dusty book, an indescribable feeling of intimacy arose spontaneously. The book seemed to be silently waiting for his arrival, waiting for someone willing to dig into its deeper wisdom.
For three months, he studied the "Yu Qing Sutra" almost word for word. He had to ponder over and over again every symbol and concept in the classics and get to the bottom of his bones.
Wei Changji persuaded Zhang Mo several times, saying that he should quickly read the quick books used for the exam, otherwise he would fail the exam.
Zhang Mo said it was okay, but it was nothing more than that. After that, Wei Changji stopped trying to persuade him.
On Liuyun Mountain, Zhang Mo was extremely satisfied with his practice.
His small garden, Anpingju, is his peaceful land. Surrounded by carefully trimmed bamboos, the garden is filled with a variety of herbs and flowers, and the air is filled with a light fragrance. In a corner of the small garden, an ancient osmanthus tree was specially planted. When the autumn breeze blows, the golden osmanthus blossoms float in the wind, like a golden rain.
Every day, the bell of Lingxiao Pavilion rang slowly in the morning light. Zhang Mo started from Anpingju and walked on the bluestone path towards Lingxiao Pavilion, which was full of books.
In the Lingxiao Pavilion, he was like a hungry traveler, swimming in the profound and mysterious ocean of the "Jade Purity Scripture". The pages of the scriptures were exquisite and the lines were like intoxication. Every word and every sentence trickled into his heart. , making him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.
As soon as meal time arrived, he strolled to Lingluxuan, where the chefs prepared delicacies using mountain game and grass jelly, which always left him with endless aftertaste. In addition to delicious food, there is also a spiritual nourishment from nature.
When night falls, when everything around him falls silent, Zhang Mo will return to Anping Residence, light a lamp, pick up the "Yu Qing Sutra" in his hand, and continue to study in the dim light. That book seemed to have become his best friend, spending countless quiet and beautiful nights with him.
In this kind of spiritual life, Zhang Mo found inner peace and joy. He has long forgotten the disputes and hustle and bustle of the outside world, and his soul is with the avenue in every breath.
If it weren't for his strange illness, his spiritual life would be perfect.
This disease seemed to be a cruel joke played by fate on him. Every day at noon, there was always an inexplicable energy turbulent in his belly, like a trapped beast, running wildly through his meridians until it reached the top. If he didn't calm down in time and suppress it with meditation and breath control, the severe dizziness would be like a storm that could drown him at any time.
Despite this, Zhang Mo has never complained at all. At this time, he will always choose a quiet corner, or under the bamboo forest where he lives peacefully, or in a hidden cave in Liuyun Mountain. He would sit quietly cross-legged, forming seals with his hands, and slowly guide the violent energy, letting it reintegrate into his meridians like a river returning to the sea.
The mysteries of heaven and earth hidden in the words of "The Jade Pure Scripture" gave him a new understanding of the 'alien Qi' within his body.
It turns out that this untamable energy actually lurks a powerful vitality. Whenever he practiced until late at night and felt exhausted, the violent Qi would surge in like a tide, not only quickly dispelling the fatigue in his body, but also restoring his mental and physical strength in a short period of time. This extraordinary ability to recover is undoubtedly an incredibly valuable qualification for practitioners.
As this understanding deepened, Zhang Mo began to consciously explore and utilize this energy. In his daily meditation, he no longer simply suppressed, but tried to guide, integrate, and understand its essence. He found that after each successful attunement, not only his body was restored, but his spiritual level also seemed to be purified and sublimated.
With the help of this 'alien energy', Zhang Mo's cultivation improved rapidly. Before he knew it, he had reached the peak of the eighth level of foundation building, just a stone's throw away from the ninth level.
The various subtle meridian obstacles that originally troubled him gradually became smoother under the wash of this true energy. His horizons have also been broadened as a result, and many Taoist phenomena that were previously difficult to understand are now suddenly clear to him.
