Changsheng slept very soundly that night. He felt at ease not only because he was familiar with the environment of Longhu Mountain, but also for many other reasons. Zhang Bingyi restored Luo Yangzi's Taoist status, and he had no pressure or worries. But in Longhu Mountain, you no longer have to worry about being caught and tortured to extract confessions.
The feeling of being homeless is not good. He doesn't know where he will go tomorrow, what will happen to him tomorrow, and he doesn't even know where he will live tomorrow. This time, he finally settled down and no longer has to worry.
He woke up before Changsheng at the fourth watch, and only slept for three hours. He had stayed up for two nights practicing qi in Yizhuang, and he didn't close his eyes last night. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have woken up so early, but after waking up, he only felt My whole body felt relaxed and refreshed, and I didn't feel sleepy or uncomfortable because I didn't get enough sleep.
He was confused at first, but after thinking about it, he understood the reason. The reason why his energy was better than before was because he had already developed spiritual energy.
Any change has a process of adaptation. If you suddenly lose something, you need to adapt. If you suddenly have something, you need time to adapt. If you suddenly have spiritual energy, you are not used to it. During the day, you even forget that you still have spiritual energy. .
Thinking that he still had spiritual energy cultivation, he sat cross-legged and meditated, concentrating on practicing qi. In fact, he was not practicing qi at this time, because after there were two cyclones of yin and yang in the body, breathing in and out would be completed automatically with the breathing. His practice this time Qi just patrolled along the dug ditch.
After half a stick of incense, he opened his eyes. He found that even patrolling the canal was unnecessary. If there was a problem with the canal, he would know it immediately.
Chang Sheng was not very at ease with this kind of sitting back and enjoying the results for nothing. Others who wanted to improve their cultivation could only practice hard and forget food and sleep, but he did not even sit cross-legged and meditate. This reminded him of Wang Jiakuang's village leader Wang Quangui, the village's leader. All the good land belongs to him, and he doesn't have to work in the fields. He can live a good life just by collecting land rent.
This feeling is not good. I always feel that I am not down-to-earth, but taking some shortcuts, taking chances, and taking shortcuts.
It was only the fourth watch at this time, and it was still early to get up. Changsheng lay down again, sorting out his thoughts in his mind, thinking about the cause and effect of Qi training. He had a habit of not allowing doubts in his mind, and wanted to straighten out everything no matter what.
When he got up and went to the ground half an hour later, he was no longer worried about the fact that he could quickly improve his spiritual energy without practicing qi, because he figured it out. He did not take advantage of opportunities or take shortcuts. On this road, he just chose a more correct path than others. No matter what he does, the most difficult thing is not persistence and hard work, but finding the correct path.
After going out, he squeezed the goat's milk to feed Mr. Hei, and then fetched water to wash up. He already knew where he had breakfast, so he went out and went down the mountain to the Tianshi Mansion to wait for the meal.
He came early, and a group of fellow disciples were holding morning classes in the sutra hall. Someone was leading the morning class. He was an old Taoist priest who was over seventy years old. He should be a high-level master. There were sutras on the table in front of him, and he held them in his hands. He holds a small stick in his pocket, and when chanting sutras, he will occasionally use the small stick to hit the copper bowl on the table. Although this thing looks like a copper bowl, it is not called a bowl. It should be called a chime, which is a type of Taoist ritual instrument.
Changsheng listened for a while from outside the door. Because he came late, he couldn't hear it completely and couldn't connect it coherently.
Hearing the faint sound of music playing in the west courtyard, I walked over to the partition wall to listen to the sound. People inside seemed to be practicing musical instruments. Taoist music is used in all rituals. Therefore, there is a Taoist courtyard in Longhu Mountain, which has three More than ten Taoist musicians.
Taoist music is characterized by solemnity, ethereal grandeur, and uses many musical instruments, such as drums, bells, cymbals, chimes, flutes, flutes, pipa, erhu, guqin and other instruments. The music is a test of a person's spirituality and understanding. , and understanding and spirituality are not something that everyone has. After listening for a moment, Changsheng shook his head and walked away. There were many musicians inside who were masters of music, but there were also lame ones. They were clearly playing the solemn Li Sanqing. One of the musicians But he pulled the erhu to the grave as if to pay homage.
After leaving Daoyinyuan, Changsheng returned to wait in front of the dining hall. Here he met an acquaintance again, the orphan who was brought back by Zhang Mo before.
The child named Tian Hui still recognized him and took the initiative to come out of the Taoist team to talk to him. Perhaps seeing him reminded him of his tragic death of his parents and sister. The child's eyes were red, and he choked with tears after saying a few words.
Chang Sheng comforted him harmoniously and knelt down to help him wipe away his tears.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." A pleasant female voice.
Chang Sheng raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw that the person speaking was a young Kun Dao of seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and with a good face.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." Changsheng stood up and returned the salute. The posture of the Taoist's bow is the same, except that the left hand of Qian Dao is outside, and the right hand of Kun Dao is outside. However, for people of different status, the standing posture is particular. You can straighten up when returning the salute to the younger generation. When greeting your peers, you should immediately bend down slightly, but when greeting your elders, you must bow deeply.
This Kun Dao should be responsible for taking care of these little Taoist boys. After arriving, he patted Tian Hui on the shoulder and said with a smile, "My name is Ni Chenyi, I am from the third generation. Are you Junior Brother Sansheng?"
"Yes." Changsheng smiled unnaturally.
"We have all heard about you, and we all admire you." Ni Chenyi turned around when she spoke, and several young Kundao people who were taking care of the Taoist boy smiled and waved at her and Changsheng.
Chang Sheng raised his hand in return with embarrassment.
"I heard that you are proficient in Qihuang medical skills, and I like it very much. Can I ask you for advice if you have time?" Ni Chenyi asked with a smile.
"Okay." Changsheng nodded nervously.
Ni Chenyi smiled at Changsheng and waved his hand, then led Tian Hui back to the Taoist team.
When she returned, several other young Kun Dao who took care of the Taoist boy whispered to her, chatted and laughed, and seemed to be very impressed by her taking the initiative to talk to Chang Sheng.
Changsheng had never seen much of the world, so he was embarrassed to be judged by others. Fortunately, after the morning class, Sanyunzi and others came over and saw him and hurriedly greeted him to the canteen to eat.
Breakfast is still rice porridge and pickles, but there are no eggs. In troubled times, life is not easy for Taoist priests. Fortunately, the rice porridge is very thick and does not fall over when standing with chopsticks.
While eating, Sanyunzi pointed to the table against the wall to the west and whispered to Changsheng, "Sansheng, have you seen the woman who is peeling eggs for the Taoist boy?"
"What's wrong?" Changsheng asked casually. Sanyunzi was talking about Ni Chenyi.
"Her name is Ni Chenyi, Taoist name is Sanyizi. Her father is the richest man in Chang'an. She bought the eggs you ate yesterday." Sanyunzi said with a smile.
Seeing Sanyunzi's meaningful smile, Changsheng shook his head helplessly and didn't answer, just lowered his head and ate his porridge.
"There are many people who like her. No matter what you want to do, you have to be careful." Mimuzi reminded in a low voice.
"I didn't want to do anything." Changsheng said.
"You don't want to do anything, but I see what she wants to do." Miyunzi smiled.
Changsheng didn't know what to say, so he could only lower his head and say nothing.
In the morning, it is time to practice martial arts. The disciples of Longhu Mountain all practice the same kinds of martial arts. They all gather in the square in front of the door. They practice their internal skills privately. They only practice martial arts moves when they get together.
Bagua Zhang, Liuhe Quan, and Tai Chi Sword are practiced based on the position of the master. Changsheng does not have a master and does not know martial arts. When others practice, he can only stand and watch from a distance.
Although he doesn't know martial arts, he knows that there are two types of martial arts, one is for killing people, and the other is for beating people. Longhushan's martial arts undoubtedly belongs to the latter, with a measured advance and retreat, and both offense and defense.
Most martial arts follow the path of rooting under the feet, that is, striving for a stable bottom body. The same is true for Longhushan's martial arts. However, Chang Sheng does not agree with this approach in his heart. He prefers Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu. A person's martial arts method is not like a big tree with roots, but like a willow weeping in the wind. When fighting with the enemy, it doesn't matter whether the moves are in place or whether the posture is good or not, just be quick and fast.
Furthermore, he doesn't really believe in both offense and defense. Pursuing both offense and defense will inevitably weaken the power of the offense. Attacking with all your strength will overwhelm the opponent and leave them unable to fight back. This is the wisest approach.
However, he can only keep these thoughts in his heart, because he knows very well that these thoughts of his can easily be regarded as radical and irritable by others. He still has to learn these three common martial arts, but he is just learning the moves, which his fellow sects can all know. Things cannot be mastered by oneself. If he really fights against the enemy, he will not be able to use them.
The sixty-four moves of Baguazhang, the thirty-six moves of Liuhe Fist, and the twenty-four moves of Tai Chi Sword were all memorized by Changsheng in just one morning. There is no absolute fairness in the world. Talent is brought by innateness and is rewarded by God. Ordinary people can't help it even if they are envious, jealous, or hateful to death, because their talents are high.
Changsheng did not go down the mountain after lunch. In the afternoon, it was time for the Taoist priests to learn magic. He had not yet taught the rituals, so he was not eligible to participate.
When I had nothing to do, I took the goat to graze in the forest, and Mr. Hei also followed me for a walk nearby.
It's easy to say from the outside, but if you live in Longhu Mountain, you have to consider whether Young Master Hei will hurt others. After all, it contains corpse venom and snake venom. He must determine where these two poisons are present in Young Master Hei's body. .
The black man's urine is always black, which means that his body is highly toxic, and his blood is also black, which means that his internal organs are also poisonous. After confirmation, it was found that his saliva is also poisonous, but his fur is non-toxic, which means that as long as Unless you come into contact with its body fluids or be bitten by it, ordinary petting and riding will not cause poisoning.
No one would be so bored as to drink Mr. Black’s urine. If you want to prevent him from unintentionally hurting everyone in Longhu Mountain, you only need to do one thing, and that is to prevent him from biting people. This is simple. Train him strictly. Just slowly develop a habit.
Not three moments later, Zhang Mo came again. Changsheng was in the woods not far from the cave. Zhang Mo saw him when he got closer.
"How is it? Are you still used to living there?" Zhang Mo asked with a smile.
"Habit," Changsheng nodded, "Everyone is very kind to me."
"Longhu Mountain has always had this kind of atmosphere: treat people with sincerity and kindness," Zhang Mo nodded and smiled, "Atmosphere and atmosphere are very important. What kind of person will you become in the future and what path will you take? , is not determined by yourself, but by the people you meet and the things you experience.”
"Yes, yes," Changsheng nodded and asked, "Uncle, what do you want from me?"
"There is indeed something going on," Zhang Mo turned around and went ahead, "Let's go, the four uncles want to see you..."
