Taoist Mo Shang patted his belly happily, and then threw the remaining two pieces of venison on the table to the big fox next to him.
He said to Jiang Sibai with satisfaction: "Anyway, thank you for your hospitality."
"I won't let you suffer as a poor fellow. If you have any questions tonight, just ask them."
Is this an opportunity for Jiang Sibai to answer questions?
Of course he was extremely happy and quickly asked about the practice related to health-preserving techniques.
He has been practicing that health-preserving technique for ten years. He just feels that something is wrong if he is not getting better or worse. But in fact, the benefits are obvious.
It is because of his continuous improvement in body refining skills over the years that he actually relies on this health-preserving technique.
And the fact that he was able to wield a sledgehammer and forge swords at the age of nine was actually due to the dual blessings of physical training and health maintenance.
This kind of hammering training further promoted his body refining skills, allowing him to accumulate extremely strong physical capital.
This will give him a divine help in the next three years of swordsmanship training.
Everything seems to form a cycle.
Jiang Sibai didn't hide these insights, told Taoist Mo Shang, and then looked forward to his comments.
This is the difficulty of not having a guide. He can only figure it out by himself along the way, and no one can tell him whether it is right or wrong.
Taoist Mo Shang listened to Jiang Sibai's words with a weird expression, and then actually scratched his head, showing an expression that wanted to laugh but couldn't.
Finally, seeing that Jiang Sibai was really worried, he said, "You actually practiced that 'health-preserving technique' for ten years?"
Jiang Sibai quickly asked: "Is there anything wrong with this method?"
Taoist Mo Shang said: "There is a problem, but it seems to be a good thing."
He himself felt that it was unclear what he said, so he scratched his head again before saying, "Xiao Bai, I'll call you Xiao Bai."
The big white fox next to him immediately raised his head, thinking he was calling him.
Taoist Mo Shang rubbed his head with his hands and said, "From now on, you will be called 'Dabai'. Who made you so fat?"
The big white fox was rubbed until it was dizzy.
Jiang Sibai looked at it and felt quite complicated. He suddenly disliked his nickname.
Then Taoist Mo Shang turned around and said, "Xiao Bai, what you are practicing is actually called the "Guarding the Middle and Strengthening the Origin Method". It is for those who are getting older to condition their bodies before they start practicing."
"There is nothing wrong with saying it is a health-preserving technique. After all, although some people are born with the heart of Taoism, they are exhausted from the labor of giving birth to children in the world of mortals, and their bodies have long been broken. If they do not abide by the Zhonggu Yuancha How can we cultivate by making up for our omissions?”
"I think that when the senior brother of Yuandaofeng left this method to you, Jiang really felt pity for Prince Ji's desire to follow the Tao. I hope that since he has the intention, he will practice this method well, and then he can enter the door of cultivation."
"It's a pity that judging from the performance of the watchers in the past few times, King Ji Ji failed to practice the "Defending the Middle and Strengthening the Origin" well."
Taoist Mo Shang said it tactfully, but it also explained why those cultivators in Luo Yun Fairyland were so polite to the Jiang family's children.
After all, being in the world of wealth and power, I am afraid that the only thing he cares about is "Ye Gong is a good dragon".
Jiang Sibai asked a little discouraged: "Then my training all these years has been in vain?"
Taoist Mo Shang shook his head and said, "Why is it Bai Lian?"
"The practice of silently observing is to find the true ethereal nature to nourish the mind, to practice the acquired leakage of the body to return to a child, and then to use the essence to strengthen the whole body's qi and blood."
"Only when the Qi and blood are strong, can the Qi be refined and transformed, and the path of cultivation can be started."
"And now that your essence is strong and your energy and blood are rushing endlessly, you can use the method of refining energy and transforming it into energy, and you can save yourself the hard work of building a foundation."
Jiang Sibai couldn't help but feel touched after hearing this. He asked, "Excuse me, Master, can I learn the method of refining Qi now?"
Taoist Mo Shang smiled and said: "You only need to use your mind to guide and lift the essence into the sandalwood. This is the situation when the essence is filled and the water will flow."
Jiang Sibai's eyes instantly brightened after hearing this, and he could hardly wait to try it.
Taoist Mo Shang hurriedly advised: "Don't be hasty, don't be hasty. Although you can practice Qi at night, the Qi you exhale and breathe in after all is often filled with evil spirits. It is best to practice Qi breathing and breathing in the morning when the sun is rising."
He taught earnestly and earnestly, as if he had already accepted this disciple.
Now it seems that the two of them have a tacit understanding. Jiang Sibai will not miss this master, and Taoist Mo Shang will not miss this disciple.
In fact, after Taoist Mo Shang heard about Jiang Sibai's experience and persistence, he put aside his prejudice against the royal family's children and looked at this child. He felt that this tenacious heart to follow the Tao and this cultivation had achieved success. The talent...
Don’t say it anymore, saying it too much will make people feel inferior.
The old man and the young man began to eat and drink happily again. The homemade rice wine in Baiyi was also quite clear and delicious, which made the old man's face glow red and he gradually got high.
And Jiang Sibai seemed to see the hope of starting his own practice, and his eyes were filled with red fire.
But that's not right. Why are there really bursts of red light in the sky to the west?
He was startled suddenly, the blood all over his body was flushed, and the alcohol evaporated from the sweat glands all over his body.
He quickly called the housekeeper and asked, "Old Zhong, what's going on?"
At this time, the farmers' screams came from outside: "The water has broken out. Young Master Xiaobai's new grain pile is on fire. Come and put out the fire!"
"Oh, it turns out that the newly harvested corn this autumn is on fire."
Jiang Sibai's mind was still a little confused, so he didn't pay much attention to this thought.
Later, when he thought about it, it seemed that there was nothing to worry about, since they were already on fire anyway.
So he said: "Don't worry too much, everyone. The new grain stacks are stored independently in the west. If you want to burn them, you can only burn that one. Once burned, the fire will be extinguished."
The old housekeeper really felt that he hated iron and said, "Sir, how can you say such things as if you are not an insider?"
"That's the new grain harvested this autumn. If it's all burned, what will you eat in the New Year?"
Jiang Sibai said matter-of-factly: "It's not like there's no Chen Liang to help out, so it won't be a problem."
"Besides, our blacksmith shop in Baiyi has made a lot of money in recent years. What is missing that we can't spend money to buy?"
Butler Zhong could only say "Hey!" and then led others to help put out the fire.
Jiang Sibai felt a little bored and didn't understand what could happen if these people worked so hard all day long?
His own master didn't think anything of it, so why were they so worried?
Turning around to go back to drink, Jiang Sibai noticed that the old Taoist looked a little confused?
He looked at Jiang Sibai soberly while holding the wine cup, and then asked: "Does your family have a lot of food leftover?"
Jiang Sibai shook his head and said, "It's not much, but if you have enough grain, you can store it for three months. If you fish every day or use money to trade with hunters for some meat, you can always wait for next autumn's harvest safely."
Taoist Mo Shang was quite surprised and said: "You can see clearly. The old housekeeper is right. He feels a little 'not like the people here'."
Jiang Sibai suddenly woke up again when he heard this.
He knew that Butler Zhong and Taoist Mo Shang were right. Even though he had done so many things in this world, he still felt like he was separated by a layer of separation.
At this time, the feeling was even more obvious when he was slightly drunk. It was as if he had put on a layer of flesh shell to exist in this world, and it seemed as if he could ride on the wind and leave at any time as long as he took off the 'flesh shell'.
He shook his head to clear his head and focused his eyes on the present.
Jiang Sibai chuckled and said, "I just feel that those are just external objects. Compared with the feeling that I get from my own practice and make progress every time, they are not worthy of the Tao or the Tao."
Taoist Mo Shang's eyes flashed with admiration, and then he suddenly stopped and said no more.
Jiang Sibai was wondering when he suddenly heard a dense set of footsteps coming from far and near among the chaotic shouts outside.
Only then did he wake up and said: "It turns out that this fire was man-made, and now an evil guest is coming."
