When night fell, deep in southern Xinjiang, around a hundred-meter-high mountain peak, suddenly there was a tiger roar, followed by a bear roar, coupled with the hiss of snakes, it seemed that the whole night was restless because of them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the top of the mountain, in the Taoist temple, in a house, Zixu hovered and sat on the bed, put his hands in front of the dantian, and wisps of aura invisible to mortals began to enter his dantian, and then under Zixu's special guidance, the aura began to circulate in the dantian.

There are three hundred and sixty-five air pockets in everyone's body, and it is impossible for mortals to know the existence of air pockets in their lifetime, only those cultivators can understand it, which is also the difference between mortals and cultivators, after all, there is no inheritance, how can mortals know that they are doing nothing, nothing else.

There are four realms of cultivation, eight large and small realms.

Refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to the void, and refining the void are the four realms.

There are also eight large and small realms, which are the Qi training period, the foundation building period, the Jindan period, and the Yuan infant period.

Seeing that the aura could not be carried out after passing through the dantian for only one week, Zixu frowned his faint eyebrows, looking quite helpless, because the old man in the purple robe gave him and Zijian was not an exercise at all, but a health scripture, although it can avoid all diseases, but there is no change in cultivation at all.

Sighing, Zixu's face began to show unwillingness, but suddenly thought that tomorrow might be able to have a gate of fate, and his worries were swept away.

If people saw his expression, they would be very surprised, because a child of seven or eight years old would have so many expressions on his face, and I am sure everyone would be surprised.

Sweeping away the distracting thoughts in his mind, he slowly walked out of the room, came to the pavilion during the day, and sat on the stone bench, quite distracted.

At this time, it was already one or two o'clock in the morning, except for the roar of beasts around, it seemed that he was the only one in the world, even if Zijian's room was not far away, he couldn't feel it.

Suddenly, an old voice woke him up.

"What are you doing here?"

Looking at the sudden voice, Zixu got up and saluted the people in the pavilion.

"Zixu has seen the master"

It turned out to be an old man in a purple robe, and when he saw Zixu's remaining distraction, he suddenly asked.

"I don't know why Zixu is alone here? What's the confusion? It can be said and listened to as a teacher. ”

Hearing this, Zixu looked at the master in front of him who had been with him and Zijian for five years, and taught himself knowledge, etiquette, and Dao heart on the way, and suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

"Zixu has nothing to do, Shizun is worried." After speaking, he calmly saluted the purple-robed old man.

His eyes flashed, looking at the child he had rescued in front of him, and he suddenly realized that he had never seen this boy clearly.

His eyes moved slightly, and the purple-robed old man suddenly asked something that made Zixu feel inexplicable.

"Zixu, do you know what it is, what is the Tao?"

However, when he heard this, Zixu's face showed a moment of confusion, and he didn't know what he meant.

As if he hadn't seen Zixu, the purple-robed old man continued.

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The Tao is said to be the Tao, but it is also very much understood by the Tao, this Tao can be described as the law, can be described as the decision, can also be described as the seal, and even this life and death are the way, the yang and the two qi can also be the way, the Tao is natural, this Tao can be all things, it can also be the heart, such as the eagle's way for the sky, like the fish for the water source ............. ”

Wisps of Dao Xuanyin spit out from the mouth of the purple-robed old man, making Zixu's expression even more confused, in fact, this is not to blame him, after all, the realm of the two people is different, and their understanding of the Tao is naturally different.

If a person plays the harp to a cow, can the cow feel the wonder of music? Obviously not, but the smart cow can feel the good sound of this sound, and if he can listen to it again in the future, he will be able to distinguish which one is good and which one is not good, and Zixu did exactly that.

After a while, the purple-robed old man looked at Zixu, although he couldn't understand the true meaning, but he still listened carefully, making him feel that this disciple's comprehension was okay, opened his eyes, and saw that the master was still in the pavilion, Zixu saluted him.

"Thank you for your teaching."

The purple-robed old man looked at the disciple in front of him, looked at his calm eyes, his face sank in vain, and his words were like ten thousand catties.

"Since Zixu has the heart to seek the Tao, there is a secret technique for the teacher, you are willing to learn, and this secret technique can also better help you trace the path."

Hearing the words of the purple-robed old man, Zixu didn't hear the heavy voice at all, his heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly responded.

"The disciple will not fail the master."

Looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, there was a trace of reluctance, a trace of unbearability, and a trace of pain in the eyes of the purple-robed old man.

"But there is a flaw in this secret technique, that is, when you cultivate to a high depth, you will forget your feelings, not only forget your feelings, but even the seven emotions will dissipate, and in the end you will have no joy, no anger, no ****, no sadness, no tears, do you still want such a secret technique? Do you still want it? ”

The words of the purple-robed old man slowly spread to Zi Xu's heart, making his body tremble for a while, and his heart for a while, if he really became like that, then he was still himself?

The surrounding sounds were silent and terrifying, and the tea time passed in the blink of an eye, and suddenly Zixu gritted his teeth.

"I don't know if this secret technique can make me more able to find the Tao, my own way."

The purple-robed old man shook his head, then nodded again.

Seeing this, Zi said in a false tone.

"Seeking the Teacher's Teachings"

After speaking, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the old man in the purple robe three times, and bloodshot appeared on his forehead.

It seems that he had expected it, looking at the longing in the eyes of the child in front of him, who was only seven or eight years old, he felt fear, the fear of the young man in front of him, even if he knew that he would lose his seven feelings, but he did not hesitate, thinking of yesterday's words "If I disappear, I can also wish", his body suddenly trembled.

But for a moment, he looked at the young man in front of him, and thought about Kunlun when he was in despair, and suddenly laughed.

Yes, he was frightened now, but he was happy again, he was afraid that his disciple could find the Tao so resolutely, for the sake of the Dao, what were the seven emotions.

Happy Kunlun, maybe will face this young man's cause and effect, this is an oath, the seeker is most afraid of the oath, if you don't obey it, the path is doomed to be hopeless, let alone a seeker like him.

"Take it easy."

As soon as the words fell, the purple-robed old man glanced at Zixu, and this glance contained too many unknown things.

Suddenly, a stinging pain came into Zixu's Zhihai, and now Zixu has no cultivation at all, so of course Zhihai doesn't, but how can the old man be an ordinary person, he actually opened up a meditation place next to Zhihai.

"Ahh

In vain, Zixu's voice came out desolately, which was extremely terrifying, if it was normal, in Zixu screaming so loudly, Zi Jian should have run out to see, but no, it seems that the old man in the purple robe and Zixu are no longer here.

Pain and despair accompanied Zixu, his throat began to scream hoarsely, and tears began to leave from the corners of his eyes, but he did not disappoint the old man in the purple robe, because even Zixu, who would faint in the next second, was still persistent, I don't know what his persistence is, is it the way? The old man thought.

It seems that a huiyuan seems to have been so long that it has forgotten time, in short, after the old man in the purple robe carved the secret technique, Zixu fainted to the ground.

Covered in dirt rolling on the ground, his throat seemed to be broken, and even the corners of his eyes were no longer tears, this was his choice, the choice of a seven or eight-year-old boy.

In a daze, Zixu found that he was actually standing in the void, and an inexplicable aura appeared in front of him, exuding an incomparably tempting aura all over his body.

His expression was calm, and he was about to search for the aura, but before he could think of it, there was a roar from behind.

"Senior Brother Zixu, come back, it's dangerous there, come back quickly."

Then came a sound that made his body tremble.

"Don't go, come back quickly, baby, my child."

Looking at Zijian's roar, looking at the three people who didn't know who it was, Zixu wanted to stretch out his hand, but he didn't want to, his hand didn't move at all, it seemed to understand something, I saw him laugh, facing the people behind him, his body quickly chased towards the halo, regardless of the angry scolding and crying behind, his hand grabbed forward, and wanted to grab the halo into the palm of his hand, but he never thought about it.

"Great, Senior Brother Zixu, you're awake, Master, Master, Senior Brother Zixu is awake, Senior Brother Zixu is awake."

It seems to be an illusion, and it seems that he is still obsessed with that feeling, and his palm is placed on the top of his head, and he has no intention of putting it down at all.

The feeling in the dream slowly dissipated, and he slowly prepared to get up, but before he could get up completely, he suddenly saw that the old man in the purple robe had appeared in the room, looking at Zixu's hand on the top of his head, his eyes appeared inexplicable.

Zijian, who was standing beside him, saw Zixu wanting to get up, so he hurriedly came to the side of the bed and helped him get up slowly.

"Disciple to meet the master,"

After speaking, he saluted the purple-robed old man.

But he didn't want the purple-robed old man to see this wave of his hand, Zixu found that his body couldn't move at all.

"You don't have to salute, since you are hurt, you will be spared."

glanced at the purple-robed old man, but he couldn't find any emotions at all, and after he couldn't, Zixu had no choice but to give up.

"The master is considerate, and the disciple remembers."

The purple-robed old man suddenly saw Zi Jian beside Zi Xu, who wanted to speak and stopped, and he didn't understand there.

"Today, Zixu is injured, so I will rest for a day, and tomorrow I will teach you and other Taoist powers." Before the two of them could react, they had already disappeared, which was so powerful that Zijian was envious, but Zixu was contemplative.

The sun is shining high, and the sun is shining.

This is the first time Zixu has gotten up so late, looked at Zijian beside him, and said calmly.

"Senior Brother Zijian, Senior Brother, I'm fine, you can rest assured, I want to go out for a walk." Seeing this, Zi Jian couldn't, and then Zi Xuan slowly walked out of the door.

On the top of the mountain, in addition to a Taoist temple, there is a bottomless cliff, the cliff seems relatively flat, slowly hike here, Zixu hovers and sits.

Wisps of wind blew, blowing Zixu's long hair, and the long black hair swayed in the wind, like an unknown path.

Suddenly, Zixu found a few small trees on the cliff, the wind blew, and the small trees seemed to be about to be broken, but no, no matter how strong the wind was, it only made him bend, and when the wind passed, the bent trees returned to their original state.

Seeing this, Zixu's calm and thin face showed a ray of joy, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

In vain, at this moment, the mutation occurred, and I saw a rumbling sound from the top of the small tree, and Zixu looked at it, only to see several boulders falling from the sky above the small tree, each boulder was the size of a zhang, larger than the small tree.

In an instant, the boulder and the small tree collided.

"Bump, bump, bump."

Several sounds sounded in Zixu's ears in a row, but none of them made Zixu let go of his eyes.

The dust and smoke dissipated, Zixu looked at the small tree, miserable, this is the scenery of the small tree in Zixu's eyes, but Zixu is smiling, because even if the few small trees were shattered by the boulder, and the middle was covered with scaly wounds, they were still tenacious between the cliffs.

A fresh breeze blew, and the small trees swayed in the wind.