The old monk in Tsing Yi left by himself, and disappeared into the white snow-capped mountains and dense forests, and disappeared without the slightest trace in a blink of an eye.

When the old Chen family leaned out of the canopy and reacted, the old monk was no longer visible.

Old Chen didn't say much, Gu Xi Wisdom knew that this old monk in Tsing Yi was a monk who was hidden in the world, but he just sighed a long way:

"The wine and meat monks in the temple, the ascetic Buddha in the mountains. ”

Chen Yuan, the grandson of the Chen family, is a college student who has been exposed to many new things in the outside world, but he has never seen a master of Lao Mozi, and when he saw the old monk in Tsing Yi disappearing out of thin air, he disappeared in a blink of an eye, and his face was inexplicably surprised.

"Uncle, what is the origin of this old monk? Why is it that his kung fu disappeared in a blink of an eye?"

Chen Yuan grabbed the edge of the tent, stretched out his head and poked around, looking for the figure of the old monk. The ship was three or four meters away from the shore, and the person disappeared, which he could only explain with light work.

As he spoke, he had a look of fascination and surprise on his face.

"Stinky boy, what kind of knowledge do you read. ”

Chen Lao suddenly slapped Chen Yuan's head with his hand, his face displeased.

"Grandpa, what's wrong, why are you beating me?"

Chen Yuan looked resentful.

"Is the old monk your name, people don't stand up, they have to work. ”

Chen Lao stared at his grandson with a straight face, looked at Jiang Xiaobai again, and continued:

"If you can be like Mr. Xiao, the governor of Liren has the ability, and I will burn high incense, old man. ”

As a village doctor, Chen Lao is the old man who reads the most in the village, and he has also been guided by Jiang Huaizi, who is sensible, has five rules, and is quite strict in educating his children and grandchildren, otherwise Chen Yuan would not become the only college student in the village.

Chen Yuan heard that the old man always compared himself with Jiang Xiaobai, who was younger than himself, and was polite to Jiang Xiaobai, who was a grandchild, and he was a little indignant in his heart, thinking that the other party didn't know how to use medical skills, I am still a college student, and I must have seen more than the other party.

But Chen Lao's majesty was well-known at home, and Chen Yuan didn't dare to resist, so he slipped into the cabin without saying a word, and glanced at Jiang Xiaobai unhappily before slipping away.

As for where the old monk goes, whether there is light work or something, it will end without a problem.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but smile when he saw the scene of Old Man Chen and his grandson, as for Chen Yuan's little expressions, he understood in his heart, and he didn't care at all.

But Mr. Chen is also right, he always uses himself as a template to teach Chen Yuan, who is a college student, this doesn't provoke hatred.

Laughing in his heart, Jiang Xiaobai returned to the canopy like nothing under the greeting of Old Chen. In the idle chat, Chen Lao's family chatted about the old monk just now, and then talked about the flute played by Jiang Xiaobai just now, but they just said that it sounded good, and nothing else.

Soon after, the family arrived at the peach blossoms, and on the way back, many people in the peach blossoms had just returned from the market, all holding large bags and small bags, buying food and artillery New Year's goods, and happily greeting the neighbors along the road.

Only Jiang Xiaobai and Xiaolu were empty-handed, but there was a big turtle behind them.

Along the way, when the villagers saw Jiang Xiaobai, they asked, Brother Jiang, what kind of New Year's goods did you buy from the market? Hey, where did you get this big turtle, it's such a big one.

It's almost the New Year, the festive atmosphere, the neighbors like to chatter happily for a sentence or two, and when they saw the huge old turtle behind him, they couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Every time someone asked, the little girl next to her pouted, Jiang Xiaobai could only reply, saying that she didn't buy any New Year's goods, and then spread her finger and pointed to the unhappy little girl, and then pointed to the big turtle behind.

Along the way, the old turtle was treated as a pet and showed the neighbors a thorough look, and Jiang Xiaolu had a lot of candy and snacks in his hands and pockets, all of which were given by the villagers who loved this little girl, which made the little girl's face happy again.

Although Jiang Xiaobai cultivates the Tao, he lives in this ordinary peach blossom like an ordinary person, and when he sees the villagers, he chatters a few words, and he has completely integrated into this village.

When he got home, it was already noon, Jiang Xiaobai first helped the big turtle take another medicine, bandaged it, and then went into the kitchen of the back room and began to cook lunch.

Three meals a day, Jiang Xiaobai is not late.

After lunch, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the old turtle who was not very energetic, and told Jiang Xiaolu to stay at home and go down the mountain with a fishing rod and a fishing basket.

When it was dusk in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaobai turned back to the mountain, and there were already more than a dozen high-backed crucian carp with white flowers in the fish basket.

The old turtle was lying in the hall, leaving only the turtle shell exposed, probably because he had been harassed by rhubarb before.

Hearing the movement, the old turtle seemed to feel something, and stuck his head out of the turtle's shell.

"Hungry, old man. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, divided five or six fish from the fish basket and threw them in front of the old turtle.

The old turtle opened the big mouth of the bowl and bit a fish, and the three of them ate one.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the old turtle and smiled, turned around and went to the room to take a look, the little deer seemed to be tired, took off his coat and slept in the quilt, and Rhubarb was also under the bed with the little master.

He didn't wake up the little girl, he stood outside the door and looked at the sky, the sunset was gilded in the snow of the distant mountains, and the snow piled up in the yard had melted most of it, and the peach blossom tree was still like an ice tree in the morning, very beautiful, but now it has become bare.

After dinner and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Jiang Xiaobai let the little girl watch TV and go to sleep by herself, and then went to the west cliff to start her practice.

Since the age of three, his grandfather Jiang Huaizi taught him a method called "Enlightenment Chapter", requiring him to study for an hour every day.

Enlightenment at the age of three, he did not understand the meaning of many words in the "Enlightenment of the True Chapter", and it was not until he was four years old that he roughly understood the operation characteristics of the Tuna method, and at the age of five, the dantian had a sense of qi and embarked on the road of cultivation.

Now that the years have passed in a hurry, Jiang Xiaobai has cultivated the Neidan Tuna Method to perfection a year ago, and there has been no progress since then.

With the experience of his grandfather Jiang Huaizi and the old way, Jiang Xiaobai did not have any impatience, he just let it go, and it was enough to practice for an hour every day.

Until the last half a month, his inner breath would be restless when he was practicing, and even there would be visions, and the reason for this was just as the old Tao said, the aura loomed, and the road to immortality opened.

The channel of communication between man and heaven and earth is opened, coupled with his acquired consummate internal qi, the internal qi will unconsciously impact the entrance when cultivating, and he will also let it go in the hazy haze before, and properly guide it, but it is always a little worse.

On the same day, he and the old Taoist who entered the innate realm in the Sifang Pavilion on the top of the Flying Dragon Peak Hanmei accompanied the wine and talked about the question of Changsheng, the old Taoist said that he was spirited, and the essence and qi had been perfected, but the god was not perfect, and the level of comprehension of the Tao was not enough, so he could not make it to the entrance.

After the old Tao was dialed at one o'clock that day, Jiang Xiaobai's heart let go, and cultivation was a slow and gradual process. The old way can enter the innate under the opportunity of the great world, because the old way has sought the Tao for a hundred years, and the accumulation is enough as soon as possible, so it can be achieved.

And he's still far from the old way!

Jiang Xiaobaipan sat on the edge of the cliff and breathed, listening to the water falling under the cliff, the five qi running inside, there was a white mist between the breaths, the heart lake was calm, and the restless internal qi in the body became tame under the control of the mind.

In the middle of the cultivation room, an "old acquaintance" came to the edge of the cliff.

"Meow", a low roar like a cat reached his ears.

Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes from cultivation, a little surprised, and glanced sideways, it was the big cat.

Two feet away, it was the snow leopard with a length of nearly two meters, white fur and light spots.

It's just that the big cat at this time looks sluggish, and there are several bloodstains on its body.

He was wounded again!