The ugly bird flew into the invisible aura vortex and snatched the aura of heaven and earth with Nie Tong. Nie Tong didn't care about www.biquge.info pen %fun %pavilion, and still practiced the five birds guiding movements over and over again. Because of the addition of the ugly bird, the essence of heaven and earth such as the essence of water contained in the spiritual spring, the essence of plants and trees emitted by the medicinal fields and forests, was attracted by Nie Tong more quickly.

Old Man Lu floated lightly to the ground, looked at the herbs that were gradually losing their luster, and frowned, not stopping Nie Tong's move. He thought to himself: it's time to get him out of here. If he were to do it again, I wouldn't be able to stand these precious herbs.

Nie Tong didn't notice the changes in the grass and trees, and he didn't know what Old Man Lu was thinking. His mind focused on the operation of the true qi in his body, and gradually entered the transcendent realm of light clouds and light things. This state is like Sakura Ning in meditation, where the whole body moves on its own and the mind is unconscious. He is one body and mind, and his movements are skillful and natural, without hindrance.

For the past four years, he has been practicing the Five Birds Guidance Technique every day, and every movement has long been familiar to him, and the whole set of movements is as free as the clouds and water of his peers. When practicing, he also consciously runs around his body, thus avoiding boring meditation exercises. It is precisely because of the accumulation of time that he can repeat the habitual movements without hindrance.

The foreign essence enters the body, blends with the true qi in the body, runs between the meridians, imperceptibly broadens the meridians, and nourishes the muscles, bones, flesh and blood of the whole body. The big and small Zhou Tian operated autonomously, continuously transporting the essence qi into the dantian, which was contained by the true qi vortex. And the elixir in the whirlpool absorbed and transformed too much heaven and earth aura, and gradually became larger.

The elixir is getting bigger, and the whirlpool that envelops the elixir is getting bigger. The space of the dantian was limited, and it gradually could not accommodate the swirlpool that had become larger, but the true qi in the meridians was still continuously transported in. This causes the whirlpool to become more and more condensed and thicker, while the speed of rotation becomes slower and slower, and finally forms a squeeze on the elixir, so that the elixir also becomes condensed and condensed.

When the vortex in the dantian no longer absorbed foreign true qi, Nie Tong detached himself from the state of the union of heaven and man. He felt extraordinarily energetic, and his whole body was refreshed and full of strength. The divine consciousness looked inside the dantian, and the elixir was larger, faintly revealing luster. He understood that his spirit pill was one step closer to returning the golden pill, but if he wanted to completely convert the spirit pill into a golden pill, there was still a long way to go in cultivation.

Taoism cultivates truth, pays attention to taking oneself as the furnace, refining the form and enlightenment, and seeking immortality. For more than 1,000 years, many monks who have attained enlightenment have summarized their cultivation experience and passed it on to future generations, forming a unique Taoist cultivation system. "The road is long, I will go up and down and seek." The road to immortality is full of difficulties and dangers, and it is difficult to preach without great perseverance, and you can see immortality. Nie Tong was fortunate enough to embark on the road of cultivation, although he was lucky enough to marry Dan and increase his longevity, he was only just getting started. How far is the road to repair!

When Old Man Lu saw Nie Tong's success, he immediately said in a deep voice: "If you don't enter the WTO, it will be difficult to prove the Great Dao." Tomorrow will take you back to Liuhua Village. After speaking, the old man rose into the air, and Nie Tong was envious. He thought to himself: When will I be able to come and go as freely as my master?

Liuhua Village, Nie Tong knows. He traveled in a dream and saw the experience of his biological mother's resentful spirit, and knew that Liuhua Village was his birthplace, but it was only his birthplace. He has no particular impression of Liuhua Village. Unlike Liuhua Village, he has lived in the small valley for nearly ten years and has long regarded this place as his home. Now that I'm leaving, I'm really a little reluctant. But he has always been obedient, and he will do whatever Old Man Lu says.

When he came to the edge of the cold pool and looked at the ugly bird, he wanted to express the meaning of leaving tomorrow, but he didn't know what to say. In desperation, he had no choice but to sit on the edge of the pond and recite 5,000 words of the Taoist Sutra to the ugly bird: "The Tao is the Tao, the Tao is very ......."

The ugly bird chirped at him twice as usual, and then paid no more attention to him. He didn't want to think about it, even if he could say to the ugly bird what he meant to leave, people and birds are different, can the ugly bird understand?

Back in the cabin, touching the walls that he had once held, looking at the floors and beds that had been rolled, he had an inexplicable emotion. Write five thousand words again, he thought to himself, looking at the stack of papers he had written on the wall. Silently climbed into bed, took the wooden board and pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and sat down again in the position where he often practiced calligraphy, and he began to write skillfully. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as if reminiscing about the past.

At night, there is no wind, only the moisture emanating from the cold pool water, and the sound of the small waterfall sets off the tranquility of the valley. In the cabin, the sound of hairs rubbing against the paper and the breath of breathing are particularly clear.

When a ray of light reflected in the valley, Old Man Lu came.

"Hitomi, it's time to go." The old man only said one word, and then there was no follow-up.

Nie Tong didn't sleep all night but was not sleepy, he touched the small tower and "there are immortals in the world" in his arms, rubbed the wooden board that had been with him for nearly ten years, and finally wrapped the brush with a pile of written paper and carried it in his arms. Silently walking out of the hut, he looked around, then slid off the hut and walked straight to the edge of the pool. He looked at the ugly bird quietly, then pointed at it, then to his shoulder, and motioned for it to fly over.

The ugly bird chirped a few times, flapped its wings and circled twice above the medicine field, and then flew back into the cold pool. It no longer paid attention to Nie Tong, and seemed reluctant to leave.

Old man Lu walked over, grabbed Nie Tong's hand, and flew up on tiptoe. Nie Tong was reluctant to leave the ugly bird, and hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Hey—hey—"

The ugly bird saw that Nie Tong really had to rise into the air, and then he looked anxious. It quacked a few times unwillingly at the medicine field, and quickly chased after Nie Tong, and finally landed on Nie Tong's shoulder.

The ugly bird chose to follow, and Nie Tong's mood suddenly relaxed. When I looked back, I only saw a cold pool of water and sky, and I flew sideways passively.

Although he didn't fly into the sky by himself, Nie Tong couldn't hide the excitement and curiosity in his heart. In the distance, the sun, which is as big as the canopy of a car, has just jumped out of the clouds, and the light is not too dazzling; Looking down, the rolling mountains are hidden in the mist of the clouds. The view is wide and the sight is amazing! The fledgling Nie Tong felt that everything was very fresh, and everything was full of magic.

Looking at Old Man Lu carefully, his face was calm and indifferent, as if nothing had happened. Under his feet, there was neither a flying sword that could be used to control it, nor a colorful auspicious cloud, but the flight was very smooth, and the speed was as fast as a fleeting moment.

What he saw and felt in front of him made Nie Tong's heart surging and fluctuating. It's so wonderful to be in the air! Wild and free. When will I be able to be like my master? He secretly made up his mind that he must cultivate hard and strive to realize his wish as soon as possible.

Hey? It's so fast, why can't you feel the wind blowing on your face? Gradually calming down his excitement, Nie Tong discovered a strange phenomenon. With a sweep of his senses, he understood. It turned out that around their bodies, there was a wall of formless and colorless qi. It's as if they're in a spherical bubble, untouched by the outside world.

The "bubble" floated quickly over the mountains and landed in a col, and the village of Liuhua arrived. Nie Tong watched intently, the willow trees outside the village were luxuriant, the peach blossoms in the village were delicate, and a small stream flowed out of the mountain, flowing through the village and flowing out of the village. Turning the line of sight over the mountain barrier, the endless prairie spreads out in front of you. The beauty of the scenery here is comparable to that of the cave in the valley.

"Hitomi, don't tell others about the master's ability to fly."

Old man Lu gave a serious warning and walked straight to Liuhua Village. Nie Tong nodded in agreement, and his divine sense scanned the village, and he found the place he was not familiar with—the so-called "home", where he was born. Seeing Old Man Lu walking into the village, he quickened his pace and chased after him. The ugly bird flapped its wings, circled over the village, and flew towards the stream.

As soon as Old Man Lu walked into the village, he was seen by a sloppy old man sitting against the wall at the entrance of the village. This old man looked seventy or eighty years old, with tattered clothes, dizzy eyes, and messy hair, and looked like a lonely old man with no heirs. When he saw Old Man Lu, he seemed to be very excited, and stood up tremblingly against the wall, and said in a trembling voice: "Doctor Lu...... You're back...... Look at me...... Did you get it too...... Plague ......"

Old man Lu glanced at the sloppy old man, and said with a smile: "Brother, you have no children or daughters, and no one wants to approach, how can you be infected with the plague?" You...... Nothing. This is a hunger-quenching pill, you can eat it. As he spoke, Old Man Lu flicked a pill the size of a quail egg into the old man's mouth. He walked past the old man without stopping.

The old man listened to Old Man Lu's words, his eyes lit up, and he sat down again. chewing the pill in his mouth, he muttered: "People are old, but they are afraid of death......" As soon as the old man Lu said a few words, the old man didn't even tremble when he spoke. He glanced at Nie Tong and didn't say hello.

Nie Tong passed by the old man and glanced at the old man with his divine sense. He saw that the old man's body was very old, but he didn't know if there was anything wrong with it. A big black dog lay on the door of a house, "pouted" at Nie Tong twice, and then lay down and didn't move.

Nie Tong's eyes swept over the dark part of the house, feeling a figure shaking, and looked carefully, but there was nothing. He was suspicious, and followed Old Man Lu to the old man's door.

A middle-aged man walked out of the door and suddenly became excited when he saw Old Man Lu. He hurried over and shouted, "Ah! Doctor Lu is back! Hurry, hurry up and come home with me, my son and wife are dying......"

Old man Lu didn't even enter the house, so he was dragged away. As for the inconsequential Nie Tong, the middle-aged man had no time to pay attention. The man's shouts alarmed many families in the village, and after a while, people from every family came out and hurried to find Old Man Lu. The midwife in the village opened the door and saw Nie Tong, and quickly closed the door again.

Nie Tong also noticed the midwife, and in a trance, he seemed to see a layer of phantom on the midwife's body shaking. Before he could take a closer look, the midwife was gone. Looking at the closed door of the master's house, he shook his head and walked towards the door of his house.

The courtyard is not large, the walls are low, the houses are not high, the windows are small, and the whole courtyard looks dilapidated. The lighting in the house must not be good, Nie Tong thought to himself, and subconsciously swept the house with his divine sense, and suddenly saw a lot of phantoms shaking in the dark room. No wonder I cried a lot for half a year, he thought to himself. The flickering phantoms gave him a sense of familiarity, and he seemed to understand something.

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