Chapter 151: Tang Pear Leaves Fall Rouge

The tip of the pen that landed on the paper did not pause for a moment, but continued smoothly downward.

So Gan Congshi's gaze continued to stare downward, and now, his heart stopped beating wildly, but his emotions began to be intense and hot.

It seems that the best friends are far away from each other and far away from people, and on this day, they suddenly reunited.

It seems that after interpreting the dullness and twists and turns into the vicissitudes of life for most of his life, he suddenly remembered the girl who appeared next to him when he was ignorant.

It's more like, it's directly back to the boyhood.

That's the guide.

It was aura.

That's passion.

That's the shine.

Obviously extremely focused on the pen and paper on the table, Gan Congshi suddenly looked out the window.

Through the large window of the thatched hall, a full moon was shining brightly, and at some point, it was rising to the horizon that he could see.

There is a bright moon in the distance, and there are micro lights nearby.

Suddenly, the body and mind felt an inexplicable stillness and etherealness, unprecedented stillness, unprecedented ethereal.

At this moment, following the previous "condensation", the little hand that seemed to be holding the pen was still a little chubby, and wrote the second entry on the paper, "Tongmai".

"Pour water and level the ground. ”

"Between the flows, the veins are self-generated, and they are vertical and horizontal. ”

The big hand hanging down at his side slapped his thigh fiercely, but when he was about to shoot, he suddenly retracted and was silent.

Wonderful!

It's wonderful in words that can't be described in any words!

For Gan Congshi, an old man who has walked through condensation and through the veins, this sentence is simply, simply simple!

But after being excited for a while, a slight doubt came to Gan Cong's heart.

That's the pulse, that's right.

Indeed, this is Tongmai, and Tongmai is like this!

But......

If I am not mistaken, back then, when his cultivation was just completed and he was far from advancing to the level of Tongmai, he was personally taught by his grandfather to understand the veins in his body one by one.

Subsequently, after officially entering the Tongmai, he followed the teachings from his grandfather and the family, deliberately infiltrating the qi into those who were already familiar with the veins.

From the first, to the second, to the ......

All the veins are penetrated in this way.

It is not a "self-generated context", not a "self-contained vertical and horizontal".

Is there a difference between the two? Is it intentional and unintentional?

No, it's not like that!

If you have no intention, if you don't know the veins in your body at all, you can simply condense your qi and advance to the level of the veins, and then no matter how much you cultivate "unintentionally", it will be impossible to get through the veins!

Otherwise, in this world, there would be no Jiupin family!

All of them are at least eight-grade families!

At least, it doesn't seem to matter if the cultivation secret method of the Tongmai level is or not.

No, it's not like that!

When he saw the two sentences below "Tongmai", after being excited and excited, the doubts and incomprehension in Gan Congshi's heart gradually occupied the main position in his consciousness.

But as I pondered and savored these two sentences, I imagined pouring a bowl of water or even more water on the ground......

It must be said that such an imagination is not difficult!

And the scene that will emerge next is as if it were completely real in Gan's mind.

Isn't that water flowing on the ground to the surrounding area "self-generated" and "self-contained"?

Do you need to draw a line on the ground?

No, you don't!

Do you need to channel the water specifically?

No, you don't!

As long as enough water is poured on the ground, it will surely flow around!

And if so, the secret method from the family teaching......

No, there must be something wrong with this!

At this moment, Gan Congshi wanted to ask Xu Guangling very much, asking if he was thinking too much or what was going on.

But he didn't dare to speak.

At this moment, he was afraid that as soon as he spoke, he would break something.

Or, compared to this question, he may want to see the rest of the thing, and even a moment's delay is difficult to accept.

And in an instant, the next moment, Gan Congshi's eyes widened again!

Because the words about "Tongmai" are the above two sentences! And after the two sentences, there is a "enlightenment" on the paper, and then, Gan Congshi sees that:

"The more water there is, the more it flows. ”

"The wider the flow, the more veins, the more vertical and horizontal, the more crossings. ”

"The one that crosses it is called 'trick'. ”

"The human body is like a hundred thousand stars in the sky, innumerable. ”

Seeing these, especially the last sentence, Gan Congshi's whole person was about to explode on the spot, his whole body was surging with qi and blood, and for a while, he even saw the "stars in the sky" in such a way.

"Ten hundred thousand tricks of the human body"!

This is what makes Gan Cong Shi falter at this moment.

Because he opened it......

Seven tricks!

Heptad!

Not ten, not a hundred, not a thousand, not ten thousand!

"Ten hundred thousand tricks of the human body"!

From the widening of his eyes, to the blankness of his eyes, from the crazy beating of his heart, to the weakness of his whole body, the reaction that happened to Gan Congshi's body was only a moment.

Gan Congshi would not suspect that Xu Guangling was scolding him.

There will be no doubts about the truth of this statement.

Not only this sentence, but all the words that Xu Guangling wrote just now, he would not doubt it.

There won't be even the slightest suspicion!

Even more than he believed in himself, he had to believe these words!

Other words......

The human body is to have "ten hundred thousand tricks".

And he, in the realm of enlightenment, only opened seven knots.

The gap is so big that it is completely and thoroughly unacceptable and even more unbearable!

seven, and ten hundred thousand.

How big of a gap is between the two?

Gan Congshi knew that there were high and low inheritances, and there were advantages and disadvantages of secret methods, and he knew about this for a long time!

But he never dreamed that the gap between the inheritance from the family, the inheritance he received, and the inheritance from Xiaolingzi, was so big!

At this moment, Gan Congshi was not shocked, but dazed.

Doubt the self, doubt the world.

In a daze, the soul is not in the body.

Silent explosion.

Crashing continuously.

Mu Mu suddenly, Gan Congshi suddenly remembered the "Ten Thousand Laws Sutra" again, and remembered what Xiao Lingzi said when he mentioned this Ten Thousand Laws Sutra that day:

"The Ten Thousand Laws Sutra, that is the book that records the upper, middle and lower Ten Thousand Methods. ”

"The inferior methods can only be cultivated to the earthly level, which is considered the most useless thing, and there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine methods recorded in the Ten Thousand Laws Sutra. ”

"Medium methods can be cultivated to the Heavenly Level, and they are of little use, and there are nine hundred and ninety-nine methods recorded in the Ten Thousand Laws True Sutra. ”

"There are only ninety-nine superior methods. ”

Now.

Is this "Wooden Plate Sutra" something recorded in the "Ten Thousand Laws Sutra"?

If so, is it an inferior method, an intermediate method, or a ......

"Ten Thousand Laws Sutra. ”

"Inferior Dharma, Medium Dharma, Superior Dharma. ”

"The human body is like a hundred thousand stars in the sky, innumerable. ”

For a while, all of Gan's conscious thoughts were spinning in these frames, either very sluggish or very fast, and kept spinning and turning, but they couldn't turn around.

It's as if he's encountered something he doesn't know, doesn't understand, and is completely unable to resist.

Black hole.

Gradually, and even completely, his mind was swallowed up.

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