Sand is different from sand in that the former is delicate and soft, while the latter is full and hard with distinct grains.

The Kumtag Desert is anomalously eroded. A third of the area turned into black sand, one yellow and the other black. It is simply surrounded by an oasis that has survived the disaster and will become an important place in the future.

This black sand has a hollow interior and a round shell. It can withstand considerable intensity and is highly conductive to lightning.

Xiaozhai knew very well what Wen Gu wanted, so he refined a handful first and put it into a small gourd.

This gourd, if used purely as a container, is small in size and can be attached to the waist. If it is a large gourd, it must be refined into a useless multiplier before it can be collected into the ocean of knowledge.

She sat on the training ground, unplugged and patted it. A stream of sand clicked like dark clouds and thick ink, forming a small patch of sand mist.

The shape is not very tight. There is a certain distance between each grain of sand. It looks messy, but it's neatly arranged. They do not float in the air, but are close to the ground, covering all areas in all directions.

At the bottom, only a slit exposed the ground is brighter, with a thick layer of shadow.

"Xiaoqing!"

She screamed, and the green snake stuck out its head and tail, spitting out messages in a flattering manner.

"Try it inside. ”

“......“

The green snake is blindfolded, showing a hint of humanity. He turned and ran. Just after it appeared, it was pulled back by a hand and thrown straight in.

"Hiss!"

The green snake struggled to flip over, trying to keep running, but it was too late. The sand fog that was still there at first rolled like a red switch and began to float slowly.

"Dad!"

"Zila!"

As the sand and gravel continued to collide, the mine gas contained in the sand and gravel was also excited, and only the purple light flickered, tearing the air inside, like a dark cloud pressing towards the city and the dawn of Shanghai.

Then, listen boom! Boom.

Lines of thunder emerged from the dark clouds and mist to weaken many of the destructive forces to split towards the green snake.

"Hiss!"

Xiaoqing was simply distracted, desperately rubbing on the ground, just wanting to escape quickly. But even if it could fly, it wouldn't be able to reach the speed of thunder. Its eyes were turning into kebabs, and a slender white hand reached in and took it out.

And the thunder cracked on the ground, and suddenly a shallow crater exploded, and the gravel burst and dust flew up.

“......“

After observing the half-loud sound, Xiaozhai knew what was happening. He waved his hand, "Stop!"

"Before!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

The cloud immediately shrank, then became thin and long, and flew back into the gourd with a whizz. This green snake, if pardoned, quickly rolled out of the venue and disappeared.

Ah!

Xiaozhai was very surprised. Although his power is weakened, he can win by numbers and cannot take the initiative to attack. He could be used for defense and imprisonment. That's a fitting and practical thing to do.

They came back with two bags, and they really wanted to refine them all, so as soon as they were sprinkled into the air, Thor came down.

In general, multipliers can be divided into two types: one is general-purpose, which can be used by anyone, does not require the cultivation of the gods, and depends on the spirit and temperature. One is the exclusive type, which uses the method of divine refinement and has its own sign of divine knowledge that can be collected into the ocean of knowledge.

She spent a lot of time doing this. She had to do it with the gourd, and then with the gourd.

Think about it, such an amazing person, holding a big gourd more than a meter high, poofing and shooting - it's terrible!

......

Daoyuan Tianzhu Mountain.

Today's Taoist temple is no longer as barren as it was at the beginning, and there are 36 sects, each with 2 people, for a total of 72 people, plus the original 108 people.

These seventy-two people are actually handymen who are in charge of the kitchen, cleaning, temple affairs, meeting guests, etc. No one complained, and it was clear in their hearts what kind of place this was.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was time for night school. The morning and evening classes at the door are not fixed, and the school is not the same. Here are 5-7 am and 5-7 pm.

"Lingmi is here!"

The two Taoist priests shouted and entered the kitchen. Everyone carries two bags of rice, one bag weighs 100 kg, so it's simple and easy. Just after it was put away, someone opened the rice and it was cooked quickly.

On the other side of the stove, three other people were cooking vegetarian dishes.

There are six chefs in the kitchen who have been working for months and are very familiar with each other. When they saw that the electric stove Wang Yuanji was not there, they chatted softly.

"I heard that Mount Emei is about to be developed. Brother Lu must go, but I don't know who is accompanying him. ”

"How did I hear that it was still early? Because of the huge cost of Hozhou, the country needs to recuperate for a while. ”

"National heritage is not that simple. In addition, Mount Emei will be developed, even if the iron is sold in a pan. Let's wait and see. ”

"When!"

"When!"

While chatting happily, I suddenly heard the bell outside echoing in the mountains. This is the end of the evening study and dinner preparation.

The six men immediately shut up, quickly and without confusion, filled their meals, passed through a small door, and delivered them to the dining room in front of them. After a while, people came here to eat one after another. Relations between the two parties are much easier than before. They used to sit in different seats, but now they also sit in different seats. They can also chat and laugh during the week.

After such a long time, especially after the impact of the Huozhou incident, most people agree with the statement that "there are no factions after entering the clouds".

At the same time, in the Buddhist scripture hall on the west side of the main hall, there were two people left, one was Tan Chongdai, and the other was Shi Yunlai.

"Senior brother, you said yesterday that the loss of ten years will be made up for by one year's efforts. ”

Tan Chongdai seemed to be thinner and looked sad. He asked, "I'm 71 years old. Is it too late?"

"With Big Brother's situation, this foundation can be built in five years." Shi Yunlai didn't hide anything.

"Five-year-old, seventy-six-year-old......"

The old man was in a trance for a while, and then whispered, "It's not too late, it's not too late, it's not too late!"

In other words, starting from the practice of Neidan is the foundation. Foundation, cultivate the root of the yang god, calm the mind. The foundation must be established first, which means the yang god, that is, the original god.

In short, laying the foundation is a way to repair the body and replenish its essence.

There is a proverb in the Neidan school called "building a foundation in a hundred days". However, the real-time time required increases with age, depending on one's talent and understanding. For men, it takes an extra year for Tsukiji every 10 years from the age of 16.

From this point of view, the logo of its completion is different. Some refer to a return to the physiological state before the age of 16. Men don't leak sperm, women don't menstruate. Some fingers are vibrant, while others are full of eyes (bright eyes), teeth (resurrected teeth), and voices (loud sounds).

When Shi Yun looked at him with a gloomy face, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Brother, since you have decided to take this road, you know that the road ahead is bumpy. You can't be discouraged. ”

"I know, I know ......"

Tan Chongdai nodded again and again.

The two exchanged opinions for a long time. The veteran asked, and Shi Yun answered. If outsiders see it, they will be surprised because he is asking about the main points of the Neidan Dharma.

It wasn't until late at night that Lao Dao said goodbye to Shi Yunlai and strolled back to his residence. As soon as he entered the door, he found Zhang Shouyang sitting inside.

Although the position of all is fixed, after all, the legislature is too short to form a tradition, so the title has not changed.

"Senior Brother Zhang, why are you looking for me?"

"Brother Tan, but you've come back from the scripture hall?" Zhang Shouyang asked directly.

“......“

Tan Chongdai was silent for a while and said, "That's right. ”

Zhang Shouyang saw him admit that it was inconvenient to talk about what he was currently preparing. He just sighed, "Brother, you've been practicing for decades and are sharing your experience with me. You also passed on your experience to Matilda, which made the younger generation admire you. Why do you want to lose this party?"

"Isn't there a guarantee for the evening festival?"

Tan Chongdai smiled and said lightly, "I'm different from you. I'm old and have been begging all my life. I don't want to die without touching the threshold. Now the situation will begin. I have limited qualifications, I'm afraid I can't wait for that opportunity... Brother, what should I do?"

“......“

Zhang Shouyang looked at each other and was speechless.

In Daoyuan, Run-in Feng is the oldest, followed by him. However, Mo Laodao has Danfa, but Tan Chongdai does not. Nor did he have combat effectiveness. It is widely believed that if you choose the person with the least hope of becoming a Taoist, it must be him.

Now people have abandoned their families and replaced them with Nedan. No one is qualified to criticize anything.

"Senior brother, I was already aware in my heart before I came here, but when I came, I didn't want to see you young and handsome men. ”

Tan Chongdai showed a hint of bitterness and hoarseness: "You don't have to worry about me." I will make my own decisions and whatever happens in the future, I will accept it. ”

"If you have any difficulties, please come to me."

What else did Zhang Can Shouyang say? He could only throw down a sentence and walk out of the house with difficulty.

He walked out of the courtyard and stood on the newly repaired gravel road, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his heart was depressed. He agreed with Yuan Qing's idea of abandoning infighting and developing a secret society, but he could not accept the fact that Zheng Yi was consistent with the whole fact.

Historically, many people have changed their ways. For example, Chen Nan, the fourth ancestor of the Southern Sect of Quanzhen, and Bai Yuchan, the fifth ancestor, learned the thundering method taught by Shen Xiao. They were very successful, and of course failed.

But he couldn't. He is a direct descendant of the Shitian region. Even Shi Tian went to Xiu Neidan. How could he face his ancestors?

......

The next day, Tan Chongdai finished talking again, and simply stopped tabooing, but went to Shi Yun for advice in full view of everyone.

In the eyes of others, it is also the germination of ideas.

When the Buddhist Sutra Hall was established, there were no special regulations. For example, Yunlai can only teach Quanzhen, and Zhao Kongtu can only teach justice. Everyone is a smart person, and they quickly understood Yuan Qing's thoughts.

Some agree, some disagree, but the tone is the same. They all wanted to regain the glory of the gate. Yuan Qing's cleverness lies in this, giving them the opportunity to choose freely, rather than imposing demands.

Since Tan Chongdai is the first, some people are even more impatient.

After all, they are all young. It doesn't matter if they're studying Danfa or Huang Fu, they have plenty of time.