A silver moon hangs in the night sky.

In the mountains and forests, it is silent and looks a little gloomy.

Even if there is really a ghost, Yan Yuchen will not be afraid.

Follow the mountain road all the way up, and adjust the direction while feeling the concentration of the aura.

Half an hour later, I came to the back mountain of Baiyun Temple.

The aura here is a little richer than that of the front mountain, and relatively speaking, it is a good place to cultivate.

Yan Yuchen found a stone, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to absorb aura.

Unconsciously, I entered the realm of selflessness.

The aura around him, centered on his mouth and nose, quickly gathered.

The night passed quietly.

When the rising sun in the east quietly poked out of the mountain, Yan Yuchen took a deep breath and spit out a long breath of white gas from his mouth, like a writhing and coiled white dragon, gradually rising into the air and disappearing.

After cultivating for a night, the spiritual power absorbed in the body was not enough to condense the first spiritual power crystal, but there was a vague outline.

In other words, although he is a cultivator now, he is not even connected to the Spirit Realm.

The aura here is still too thin.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a blue sea and blue sky map, otherwise, a bottle of spiritual water can be worth cultivating here for several months.

But fortunately, after a night of cultivation, my strength has increased somewhat.

He raised his right hand, his fingertips lit up with a spiritual light, stretched out his fingers, and with a "bang", a wisp of qi sword shot out, directly piercing a big tree, and landed on the trunk of the second tree, shaking the leaves to fall.

"This!"

Behind the second tree, a startled exclamation suddenly sounded!

An old man with snow-white hair, wearing a shabby Taoist robe and a few leaves on his head, stumbled out, bowed to Yan Yuchen with a frightened face and said, "Seniors forgive sins!"

Yan Yuchen stood up, glanced at him, and said, "You are a Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple?"

The old Taoist priest nodded hurriedly, still bowed, and said tremblingly: "I ask my seniors for forgiveness, and I will never dare to say it." ”

Yan Yuchen smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to call me senior, I'm much younger than you, and I can't afford to be a senior." As for today's events, it doesn't matter if you say it or not. ”

Even if he says it, someone has to believe it, and people in this world are suspicious of Taoist monks and monks, and they will not believe their words easily.

When Yan Yuchen was about to leave, the old Taoist priest hesitated, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said: "Senior, can you give me some guidance?" The old Taoist Yang Yang is about to end, for a hundred years, he has practiced every day, but he can't understand the Dao method, and he is extremely terrified in his heart, hoping that his predecessors will be merciful and give him some advice. ”

The magical method of swallowing and the terrifying power of one finger made this old Taoist priest who had lived for more than a hundred years shocked, as if he saw the sun through the clouds, and suddenly saw hope.

After cultivating for a hundred years, he can smash the big trees with one palm, but he definitely can't be so light-hearted, and he can easily pierce through two big trees with one finger!

Is that the legendary condensation into a sword, beating people in the air?

I'm afraid that even the one from Wushan is difficult to be so proficient, to put it mildly!

So he decided in his heart that this young man was definitely a great man!

Yan Yuchen glanced at him, thought about it, and felt that it was necessary to understand the martial arts of this world or the method of cultivation.

"My surname is Yan, and I am called Yan Xiaoyou. ”

Since this old Taoist has to let himself take advantage of him, then reluctantly make it difficult and associate with his peers.

Lao Dao was immediately flattered and said, "Okay, just listen to Yan Xiaoyou." The old Taoist name is Yuan Daozi, temporarily living in Baiyun Temple, if Yan Xiaoyou does not dislike it, please follow the old Taoist to contempt a sitting, the old Taoist is good to do some landlord friendship. ”

Yan Yuchen looked at the sky, if he didn't go back, the little sister and the mother who hadn't met yet, I'm afraid they would really be in a hurry.

He arched his hand and said, "Next time, I still have important business, so I won't go today." Yuan Daoyou, can you practice your usual cultivation method on the spot?"

Yuan Daozi was slightly disappointed, but he quickly became excited, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the stone, and said with a slightly red face: "Compared with Yan Daoyou's, I'm afraid the cultivation method below can't be put on the table." ”

Yan Yuchen said with a smile: "Yuan Daoyou just needs to practice. ”

"Good!"

Yuan Daozi knew that this young senior was likely to instruct him, his heart was nervous and excited, he closed his eyes and settled down, and after his heart was calm, he began to swallow the vitality of heaven and earth, and his lower abdomen rose and contracted, which was quite rhythmic.

The light in Yan Yuchen's eyes flickered, and after looking at it for a while, Fang said, "Yuan Daoyou, pause." ”

Yuan Daozi slowly collected his work, opened his eyes, quickly stood up, bowed down and said worriedly: "Yan Xiaoyou, what can you see?"

Yan Yuchen thought for a moment and said, "What realm are you?"

Yuan Daozi was a little ashamed, and said: "Old Dao is stupid, he has been cultivating for a full hundred and ten years, and now he has just entered the realm of the grandmaster. ”

If you say this to others, others will probably scold with envy and hatred: "Old Dao, don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning!"

The realm of the grandmaster, in this world, is a bullish existence!

But he knew that the young man in front of him was very human, and he would never look down on his strength, so his words were really ashamed.

Yan Yuchen said secretly: Sure enough, what they are exhaling is not aura, and what they are cultivating is not the way to become immortals, but ordinary force. It's just a strengthened version of force.

"Yuan Daoyou, you sit down and rehearse again. When the gas reaches the Heavenly Vein, don't go down, try to go left, go through the Consciousness Cave, then go to the Tianhai Cave, and ......"

When Yan Yuchen was teaching, he saw that he looked sluggish and seemed to be at a loss, he was stunned at first, and then he woke up, people here don't cultivate spiritual energy, so they naturally don't know the spiritual vein.

He just saw clearly that there were indeed spiritual veins in this old Tao's body, but they hadn't been opened, and if they were all opened, although it was too late, they would still be able to absorb some spiritual energy.

If he persistently infused his body with spiritual energy and cleansed the marrow of the I Ching, it was very likely that he would be able to get rid of the old wounds left by his cultivation over the years in his body and live for a few more years, or even decades.

"Yuan Daoyou, you sit down and vomit first, and I will use my fingers to point behind you, and let you transport the gas there, and you will deliver it there. If you encounter an obstacle for the time being and feel that you can't pass it, don't give up and continue to inhale and impact. Did you hear me?"

Since he met it, it was fate, Yan Yuchen decided to give him some advice, as for the future, let him care.

Yuan Daozi was excited, hurriedly sat down on the stone, and said gratefully: "Thank you Yan Xiaoyou, the grace of teaching, the old Tao is unforgettable." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to get home!"

Yan Yuchen looked at the sky and urged unceremoniously.

The white-haired old Taoist priest, who was sincerely afraid, seemed to be a student instructed by a teacher, nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes!"

At this time, in the Taoist temple, the old man in Chinese clothes was sitting and playing chess with an old Taoist priest with crane hair and a childish face, and a girl named Tingxue stood respectfully aside, watching quietly, sometimes adding some tea to the teacups of the two.

After playing a game, the old Taoist priest threw away the chess pieces in his hand and said a little angrily: "Brother Yu, it's been a whole night, it's dawning outside, do you still want to play?"

The old man in the costume glanced at him, set up the chess pieces, and said, "Let's go, why don't you play." If Senior Yuan doesn't come out to see me for a day, I won't leave for a day, anyway, my old life doesn't have a few days to live, and dying in your Taoist temple is a good destination. ”

The old Taoist priest said angrily: "You...... You're too shameless, isn't it embarrassing to say it? The leader of the dignified Yu family, the third watch brought his granddaughter to slander me in the middle of the night, is there a mistake?"

"Poof!"

Yu Tingxue couldn't help but laugh "poof", and quickly covered her mouth.

The old man in the Chinese costume didn't speak, he still put chess pieces on the table, making it clear that he would not die if he didn't have the heart of the Yellow River.

The old Taoist priest sighed, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Yu, with our friendship, do you think it is necessary for me to lie to you? My master has been in retreat ten years ago and has never come out again, and even I have never met him once, how can you want to see his old man?"

The old man in the costume showed a touch of gloom in his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said, "Niubi, let's play another game." After a game, I left, this time I really left, and I never came again. ”

"Grandpa. ”

The girl bit her lip, her face full of worry and anxiety.

The old man in the costume patted her hand and comforted: "Life is like this, don't force it." ”

The old Taoist priest glanced at the look on the old friend's face, sighed secretly, picked up the chess piece, and said, "Okay, then let's play another game, my sunspot." ”

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(End of chapter)