It's been two days since the old way.

Despite the splendor, the warmth of the spring sun, and the joy of insects and birds, the courtyard of Wutong Mountain has been quiet in the past two days.

The old peaches in the yard are blooming brilliantly, and the powder fragrance is fragrant, much more lush than the trees in the peach blossom forest outside, but no one appreciates it.

The spring flowers are brilliant, and it is the time when the spring insects that have survived the winter come out of the soil and squeak.

At this time before, the little girl and rhubarb must have been in the peach blossom forest at the bottom of the mountain and the little babies in the village pulling spring insects in the soil, or playing a game of hide and seek.

At this time, a man and a dog are under the peach blossom tree.

Jiang Xiaolu sat on the stone bench, reciting the Taoist scriptures, while Rhubarb was lying under the tree, bending over, his eyes drooping, like a spring sleep, listless.

Lao Hei and his wife have been with Lao Dao for ten years, accompanied by the fireworks of Huadao, and the life and death of man and beast are accompanied by simplicity and purity.

Rhubarb barked wildly on the Flying Dragon Peak that day, and spun around the Merlin in a frenzy, but he could no longer hear the response of the two playmates.

The wind is rolling, the plum falls on the branches, and the cranes are not heard.

Only Rhubarb was left whimpering in frustration on the edge of Merlin's cliff.

The Jiang brothers and sisters parted with the old way, and Rhubarb also lost two playmates.

Life and death are empty, and the most hurtful parting.

In the courtyard, the spring sun is shining, the peach branches are dyed, and outside the courtyard, Jiang Xiaobai is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the west cliff.

The canyon under the cliff, the mud swallows are in pairs, and the waterfall flows.

Everything grows and thrives, Jiang Xiaobai is opening his heart at this time, feeling the innate mystery.

Lao Dao's departure, he didn't feel too sad at this time, but he was in a trance.

It seems that the old Tao who likes to drink and is chic and wanton is still there, but it is not in Feilong Peak.

Before the old Dao limit, he was entangled and obsessed, but now that he has turned into an immortal, the Dao heart has an extra layer of transparency, and he can see it more clearly.

Jiang Xiaobai sat on the edge of the west cliff, his eyebrows opened, observing the gorgeous world as far as his eyes could see.

The aura light particles are densely spread in the air, like a cluster of five-colored elves, brilliant and colorful, among which the cyan wood aura and the blue water aura are the most.

He took a deep breath, and the surrounding aura light particles were swallowed like whales, turning into two colorful matches, which were swallowed by Jiang Xiaobai into his mouth and nose.

Like sucking a big rainbow cloud.

When he exhaled, there was nothing left, only scattered particles of spiritual energy light coming out.

After entering the Innate Realm, the internal qi in his body was quickly transformed into true element, and the gas was transformed into a liquid state, although the volume became smaller, but the gaze and power were much greater.

Now, his true yuan can be released, and he has the guidance of his mind and vision, and he can take things from the sky as in the legend.

Just like a few months ago, when he gave wine to Lao Dao, the other party picked plums in the air with one hand, and the flowers fell warm wine, and he was shocked to find that Lao Dao had entered the innate nature.

This is a sign of entering the innate as recorded in the Tao Sutra.

Now, he can do the same.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were reckoning, and he locked on a white butterfly lingering among the flowers and plants on the edge of the cliff, and made a move with one hand.

The white butterfly was first frozen in the void, its wings fluttered twice, and then flew upside down and fell into Jiang Xiaobai's hand.

The white butterfly flew around in his hand, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall of qi, and it flew east and west, fluttering at a loss.

Jiang Xiaobai played for a while, then withdrew the true qi cover, and the white butterfly in his hand flew away, and flew off the cliff in fright, no longer staying in this area.

Extracting things from the air is the simplest way to enter the innate nature, that is, to simply release the true element, with the mind and eyes, a kind of carving insect skill, which is not a magical power.

Now, he has entered the innate world, and he can learn the Tao, learn the talisman seal, and cultivate supernatural powers.

The Tao is based on its own true element, guided by mantras and true elements, and communicates the power of heaven and earth.

Taoist Fu Seal, most of them are based on the yellow table cinnabar, with the Fu Seal Taoist text to bridge, and their own true yuan to attract the stimulus, you can attract the strange power of gods and ghosts to cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits, and subdue demons and eliminate demons.

And supernatural powers, this kind of thing, the boundaries are not very clear, to put it simply, a kind of Taoist cultivation of the supreme and mysterious, can be described as supernatural powers; similar to his cultivation of "Dao Dream Immortality", it is a kind of dream into the Dao of the Dao of the way of the front, to cultivate to the realm of Dao dreams, you can attract people to dream.

The night before yesterday, Lao Dao met him for the last time in a dream, so he probably used this method.

The other is the way of enlightenment, and the way of yin and yang, the reason of all things, and the ability to obtain skills, is also supernatural.

The former is easy to understand, and the power of cultivating a Dao method is endless, just like a basic fire initiation technique, if it can turn into a sea of fire in the void, it will be incredible.

And the latter type, the enlightenment of the Tao, is too mysterious, and if you can get the skills from the enlightenment, it must be extraordinary, and it is not something that ordinary practitioners can do.

As for these thoughts, they were all Jiang Xiaobai's cultivation paths that he had summarized in combination with the three thousand Taoist scriptures he had read.

It's all in the books, he has just entered the innate now, and he is still a beginner, so he has no time to verify it.

Moreover, he thought of a serious question.

Just like yesterday, after the old Taoist turned into a Taoist, he rushed to Feilong Peak and asked the old monk Kongming if there was really a reincarnation in this world?

At that time, the old monk Kong Ming replied that Buddhism did have the art of reincarnation, but because the path of immortality had been broken for hundreds of years, many Taoist Buddhist scriptures had been broken, and many questions had to be explored by themselves.

He then thought that there were still many Dao methods and talisman seals recorded in the Three Thousand Dao Sutras that could really be used.

Taoism from the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred schools of thought in the contention of the Fangyan, to the Qin and Song dynasties, and then experienced thousands of years of war and disputes, ups and downs.

After the turmoil and strife, many strange scriptures and secret methods gradually became less known, lost in the waves of history, and in the past few hundred years, the path of cultivation was blocked, and it was even more withered and shabby, and many things were lost.

Jiang Xiaobai's recitation of the three thousand Taoist scriptures seems to be many, but most of them are fragments and broken characters, and the rest are Swen philosophies, anecdotes, and many of them have been rendered by the pen and ink of later generations, and they have been changed indiscriminately.

That's why he thinks so because he understands.

However, it was useless to think too much, Jiang Xiaobai already had a plan for future cultivation in his heart.

In the following days, he began to sort out and verify the Taoist methods and talismans that had been handed down.

He was somewhat looking forward to whether the Dao methods and talismans recorded in the Taoist scriptures really had the magical functions described above.

On the way to cultivation, Jiang Xiaobai is now a beginner, and he has just knocked on the door of cultivation.

He has a lot of yearning and novelty for the miraculous things recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and wants to see if there is really such a thing.

That's probably the joy of monasticism!

Next, his path of cultivation is verification and exploration, not only the Tao Sutra, but also everything that is slowly happening in this mountain!

Jiang Xiaobai, sitting on the edge of the west cliff, looked at the peach blossom forest in the distance, and his eyes became more and more distant.

(The second one was sent, I went, after all, my hand was crippled, and I didn't rush before twelve o'clock, forgive me.......... ）