"Fourth brother, stand aside, so as not to get hurt." Fang Monan said with a smile.

"Oh!" Ye Laosi stood directly behind Fang Monan.

I saw Fang Monan take two steps towards the bamboo house, and stood still, Fang Monan's face became rarely serious, and his hands suddenly gestured in the void in front of him, and one after another runes hit the bamboo house in front of her.

The golden runes are still clearly visible in the cave that is like daylight, the golden vitality flows, and Ye Laosi doesn't blink his eyes when he sees it, it's amazing!

Fang Monan stood in front of the bamboo house, making talismans with his hands in the void, and when he tentatively hit the first rune and felt that the bamboo house responded, this was the right way, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.

Delicate arms fluttered in the air, like paintings, and sigils hit the bamboo house.

Three ways! Six ways! Nine Ways! Thirteen!

One after another, the golden sigils never stopped.

Although Ye Laosi did not officially practice Taoist exercises, he also guessed that this Dao rune was made by her true qi after reading martial arts novels, but if she continued to fight like this and consume her true qi, it would be fine.

Ye Laosi stood behind her, watching her Void Talisman, the golden seals were made one after another, and she felt that the vitality around her body had not changed at all, this should be an unfathomable internal force! Masters too!

This change does not mean that the aura around Fang Monan's body does not stir and vibrate, the vibration is there, but it is caused by herself when she is making talismans in her own aura void. But the talisman making or practice is a matter of consuming aura, and the depth of aura almost represents cultivation.

This can only say that her cultivation is beyond Ye Laosi's imagination.

Ye Laosi looked at Fang Monan with some concern, it was really okay to consume the true qi in his body like this. It's been ten sigils in a row.

Ye Laosi counted them one by one, but these were all thirteen, and the aura around her body was still not consumed! And, the hands go on and on!

Sixteen! Nineteen! Twenty-three! Twenty-six!

Twenty-nine! Thirty-three! Thirty-six!

Finally, the door of the bamboo house 'cre......aked' open.

"Thirty-six golden seals!" Ye Laosi saw the door open and let out a sigh of relief, as if he was more nervous than Fang Monan.

"South...... South! You see! Ye Laosi stammered, and he watched in amazement as the emerald green bamboo house changed.

The bamboo house became golden, and the bamboo was carved with rows of tadpoles shining.

The two glanced at each other, "This is indeed the hidden place of Guiguzi." Fang Menan looked at the tadpole and said, "No wonder that's the case. There is no such cultivation as his old man. But there is no such great ability to lay such a delicate formation. ”

The two of them said in unison, "Wordless Heavenly Book!" ”

Ye Laosi said slowly, "The wordless book of heaven is passed down from generation to generation." When Guiguzi's master ascended to immortality and left. He once left a roll of bamboo slips. The word 'Book of Heaven' is written in Jane. When I opened it to see, there was not a word from beginning to end, and Guiguzi wondered for a while. I have been dependent on my master for nine years. The relationship is getting stronger, and today the master left suddenly, and he felt empty for a while, his heart was empty, he had no intention of tea and rice, and he went into his cave and fell asleep. But how can I sleep, tossing and turning, always thinking about the wordless Tianshu bamboo slips, tossing until black, the bamboo slips are still rolled up in front of my eyes, rolled up and rolled out, puzzled. Simply climbed up, lit the pine torch, looked at it through the light, frightened him jumped up, the bamboo slips actually flashed the golden light, the lines of tadpoles sparkled, Guiguzi sighed: "Could it be that this is the heirloom 'golden book'." ”

"Although this is mostly chiseled by later generations, it ...... It's true. Fang Monan raised his chin and nodded at the bamboo house.

"Nannan! You understand these tadpole texts! Ye Laosi stepped forward and touched it curiously.

"Hey! Don't touch it! Fang Menan still said that it was too late, and watched Ye Laosi fall straight down as if he had been electrocuted.

Frightened, Fang Monan hurriedly ran over, squatted on the ground, and saw the tadpole text on the bamboo house, which vaguely turned into a Tai Chi pattern, turned into a ray of golden light, and penetrated into Ye Laosi's eyebrows, and his body was still trembling slightly.

This reminded Fang Monan of the situation when she accepted the master's teachings, she didn't dare to pause, and quickly grabbed Ye Laosi's wrist, "Whew!" It's okay! The amount of information is too large, and my brain can't stand it for a while, but I can bear it. ”

"Hehe...... Fang Monan smiled treacherously, saving her trouble.

Fang Monan moved Ye Laosi to the living room of the bamboo house with his mind, and he could see the couch at a glance, and it was not good to lie on the ground!

Fang Monan strolled in, the quaint atmosphere came to his face, and the house was still as new and spotless as it had been precipitated for thousands of years, retaining the appearance of the owner when he left.

The interior layout of the three bamboo houses can be said to be very simple, just like the poor and simple life of the monks, ten years of operation to build three thatched houses, one for me, one for the moon, and then one for Qingfeng, the rivers and mountains can not be occupied, let them slowly appreciate it around.

Poverty has been the ethics and pursuit of many cultivators throughout the ages. It not only refers to material suffering, but also refers to spiritual perseverance. Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty had a sentence "The gentleman is poor", Zeng Gong of the Song Dynasty said that "the rich are not enough to admire, and the poor are not enough to worry", and Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty has a poem "Once the resignation of the officials returns, it is slightly difficult to be poor".

"Dream of Red Mansions" also has the warning of "keep the poor and endure the rich". Western philosophers also said: "Being willing to be poor is a great wealth of a person." It can be said that such a concept of poverty nourishes people's behavior, life and behavior.

Industrial pollution makes people sick, but nature gives it a new lease of life. Living close to nature makes people no longer cower, but feel the joy of life.

I don't know if this human progress is beneficial to mankind, there is no breeze and no bright moon.

In addition to the necessary living utensils, the things in the room belong to bamboo slips, as well as some bronze three-inch-long short swords, compasses, turtle shells, headbands used for cultivation, and hairpins used by the ancients.

However, with the naked eye, these things have nothing special about them, and they are very ordinary utensils. All of them were dull and inconspicuous, but Fang Monan knew that these things had been tempered into magic weapons, and they were banned. The average person can't pick it up.

It's like this bamboo house, and there are these things in the space, so Fang Menan just let them stay as they are.

Fang Monan held Ye Laosi's wrist, his pulse was stable and powerful, but he was still in a 'coma'. Nothing to do and look through those bamboo slips.

Ye Laosi's head was stuffed with a lot of information at once, the content of the book of heaven, including the book of the vertical and horizontal family, the soldier's family, the book of getting rich, the Dafa of cultivating nature, the technique of pushing life and face-to-face, as well as heaven and earth, governing the country and the country, career economy, astronomy and geography, astronomical life, astronomical life, and pill health. Everything. Inexhaustible.

These symbols are inexplicable, and he actually knows how to pronounce them, it's incredible, these inexplicable words. He knew that it was the orthodox Taoist method of refining qi and cultivating spirits.

The cathode is in six. Why say nine. Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments. Heaven and earth are first judged. Six yin has been extreme, every seven return to the yuan too su, too su western jinde. The purity of yin, the origin of cold.

The cultivation of the true Dafa of cultivation is to say that the gods rely on the five qis, the gods are long, and the heart is the technique. The five qi depend on spiritual factors such as ambition, thought, spirit, and morality. These four are not decaying, and only by being quiet and nourishing can they become real people.

There are five qi in the gods, God is long, the heart is given up, and it is great; The place of cultivation of the gods belongs to the way. The Taoist, the beginning of heaven and earth, is also a discipline. The creation of things, the birth of heaven, Bao Hong is invisible, and the gas is congenitally formed, and it is not known its shape, and it is called a god. Therefore, the Taoist, the source of the gods, is the end of its transformation, which is to cultivate the five qi with virtue, and the heart can obtain one, which is its technique.

The sorcerer, the one who gives up the way of the heart, God is the one who makes it. The nine poor and the twelve are the gateway of qi and the total of the heart. Born in the sky, it is called a true person; The real person is one with the sky. If you practice and know it, you are called a saint; The saints know it by the like.

Therefore, man and life are one and the same as materialization. Knowing that the class is poor, there are doubts, through the mind, the heart has no skills, there must be no understanding. Its passage is also, the five qi have to be raised, and the matter is to give up the gods, which is called the transformation. Those who have the five qi are Zhi, Si, God, and Virtue; God is also long.

Those who are quiet and peaceful, nourish qi. The four are not fading. The power of the four sides is all done, and it is said to be deified. Returning to the body, it is called a real person. Those who are real people, who run away with each other, insist on one and raise all kinds, have a heavenly heart, cultivate virtue, and do nothing to worry about the thoughts and do the mighty people. The god of the scholar is prosperous, and he can cultivate the will.

Stuffed into Ye Laosi's head like this, just when his head was about to explode, he suddenly calmed down, and a sentence echoed in his consciousness, there is a fate, I hope you will do it yourself in the future! Don't have evil thoughts! Take good care of the apes for me.

Ye Laosi woke up slowly, rubbed his swollen head, got up and sat up.

"Fourth brother! What do you think? Fang Menan heard his movement and walked over, sat on the couch, and asked with concern.

"Oh!" Ye Laosi came back to his senses, "Nannan!" It's nothing? Those tadpole texts are all methods of refining gods, authentic Taoist mental methods. It turned out that the master really became an immortal and lived for more than a thousand years. He smacked his lips.

"Master!"

"The master is the teacher! Isn't that right? Ye Laosi shrugged and said.

"Huh! Nannan wasn't surprised at all! Ye Laosi changed the subject.

Fang Monan smiled, he didn't delve into it, he thought she was the same at the beginning!

"These bamboo slips are recorded in detail, what is there to be surprised." Fang Menan pointed to the bamboo slip placed on the stone table and said.

"Your master is too demanding, if it weren't for the two of us coming in by mistake, ordinary people wouldn't be able to get in with Ben." Fang Monan inadvertently rubbed the tip of his nose and said. In other words, people who don't have a little foundation don't want to come in. No wonder for 2,000 years, only you and I have come in. ”

Ye Laosi pondered, "Don't blame the master, the methods of cultivators are far beyond ordinary people, if you do evil, the harm will be even greater, this is called rather lacking than indiscriminate." We can't let this powerful exercise fall into the hands of a small person, especially if the longevity is still so long. ”

"Huh...... Fourth brother, this is boasting about yourself! Fang Menan smiled.

"Hehe......" Ye Laosi scratched his head, and his face was a little embarrassed. Thank you! ”

"Forget it! Spare you. Fang Monan winked at him playfully and said, "Fourth brother! Don't practice! ”

"Hmm!" Ye Laosi sat cross-legged on the couch. (To be continued......)

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