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Time, afternoon, place, conviction elementary school, Wang Daoyi announced self-study this afternoon, fifteen students, after a burst of chirping cheers, Wang Daoyi sat at the desk, was lifting the pen, writing and drawing on the paper, was engrossed, and did not know what was painting and calligraphy.

After a long time, some of the students still quietly held the pen and practiced calligraphy, some sat in the seat in a daze, and some ran around wildly, but without exception, it was not too noisy. Otherwise, you will be punished by the husband.

At this time, Xiaofei was the most naughty, and found that Mr. Wang had been writing and painting for most of the day, and was very curious about what Mr. was doing.

When they came back, Xiao Shu and Xiao Sang couldn't hold back their curiosity, pulled out Xiao Fei, and quietly asked:

"Xiaofei, what is Mr. Wang doing?"

"Mr. Wang is painting, and it is a strange big stone, but the stone is really strange to look at, and there are words written next to it...... And Huaguo Mountain or something......"

"Ah, is Mr. Wang making up a story, and there is a new story to hear......

"Yes, yes, the story made up by Mr. Hong is not as good as Mr. Wang." Poor Hong Yi thinks hard every day and meditates to make up stories for them, which is not an exaggeration, but they say it like this, but he is not to blame, what Wang Daoyi has behind him is a fairy tale created by a world specially created for children, which is incomparable.

"Ah, there's another story to hear tonight."

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"Quiet! Above the school, self-study classes are not allowed to be noisy! Hong Yi shouted. The voice is not big or small, but it is just enough to make people hear the sternness. Xiaofei Xiaosang Xiaoshu just exchanged her ears, and she could only shrink her head at this time. He bowed to Hong Yi and returned to his seat.

"A few people who have no conscience make up stories for you every day, and you are still arranging Mr. behind your back, there is no story to listen to tonight." Hong Yi was angry and glared at the three little foxes in a low voice.

"Mr. Hong, we were wrong, we knew we were wrong."

"Sir, we were wrong. Also listen to stories in the evening."

"Sir, that's what Xiaofei said, we like your story."

"Sir. Xiaofei knew that she was wrong and forgave Xiaofei. ”……

Not to mention how a few little foxes told him to forgive, in fact, Hong Yi was also strange in the past two days, and muttered to himself: "Dao Yi has read the "Past Camel Sutra" but does not cultivate. It is said that it is to create its own exercises. Ziyue didn't listen to his persuasion, how can the cultivation of this divine soul dao technique be child's play, obviously there is this supreme divine soul cultivation method, among which the mysteries are really worthy of being the first divine soul technique in the world, comprehend the charm of it, and deserve to be true as if the nature is not moving, any injury, as long as it is not destroyed in an instant, it can be recovered through visualization. This is a miracle that can be waited, Ziyue also said. The most feared thing about Taoist cultivation is that the soul is damaged, and it can only be recovered bit by bit, or even unable to recover, which is more troublesome than the inevitable injury of the muscles and bones of the martial arts practice, but with this scripture, everything is not a problem, and the cultivation of Taoism will also be fast, I have advanced to the realm of day travel by relying on this in the past two days. ”

Hong Yi thought like this, his heart moved, he wanted to get up and go over, but he was afraid of disturbing him, and he thought about whether he would swim out of his shell and go to see what Dao Yi was writing and drawing, but the thought was just moved and extinguished.

"Hong Yi, Hong Yi, Brother Dao has great ambitions, just being able to give up the realm of "The Past Camel Sutra" and other magic skills without practicing can show the firmness of his heart, with this kind of firmness, there must be great self-confidence, presumably no matter how bad the exercises created, what am I worried about? That's it, that's it, if Dao Yi can have this ambition to create his own exercises, I, Hong Yi, will definitely learn from him in the future, create my own exercises, and become the ancestor of the same one! ”

"The top priority is to go back to the Hou Mansion tomorrow, the New Year has come, I want to go back, but Daoyi wants to go back with me, I know that he is worried that I will be punished by my father, I don't want him to go with me, but I can't convince him...... I don't know how my father will punish me, but no matter what, I have to face it. Thinking of returning to the Hou Mansion tomorrow, Hong Yi had a shadow in his heart.

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At night, the night was as cool as water, the stars were twinkling, Wang Daoyi wrote and painted for a day, and finally sorted out the thoughts of these days, and he picked up the latest painting in his hand.

The content of the painting is very strange, in a mess of chaos, there is a piece of heaven and earth, the earth stands a mountain peak, like Optimus Prime, as if forever, on the top of this mountain, there is a strange stone, its stone is three feet six feet five inches high, there are two feet four feet around the circle.

3 zhang 6 feet 5 inches high, 365 degrees per week; Two feet and four feet around the circle, according to the political calendar twenty-four gas.

There are nine holes and eight holes, according to the nine palace gossip. There are no trees on all sides to shade it, but there are zhilan on the left and right.

There is a sun in the sky, the moon rotates, and every night there is a innocent show of each other, and the sun and the moon shine brightly, as if swallowing infinite spiritual opportunities.

"Finally, I was barely satisfied, although I didn't have the charm in the scriptures, but it was enough for me to open up the initial method with this, and the rest was nothing more than the strength of the Divine Soul Realm, and slowly perfected."

Wang Daoyi smiled with satisfaction, took the painting back to the quiet room, sat on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, breathed quietly for a while, waited for the calm in his heart to be calm, slowly visualized in his heart, and silently remembered the opening poem, as if he had spoken:

Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one can see it.

Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity.

Covering the masses of beings to look up to benevolence, inventing all things to be good.

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All the scenes on the painting evolve in the mind, first visualize a chaotic beginning, there are gods to open the heavens to create the world, open up a day and earth, there is a heaven and earth on the earth, and there is a fairy stone on the mountain, its stone since the opening of the sky, every innocent show, the essence of the sun and the moon, feel it for a long time, then there is a sense of well-being, there are immortal cells in it, swallowing the spirit show between heaven and earth, it seems that it can burst out at any time, and produce a holy spirit.

This is the first time Wang Daoyi has practiced this self-created exercise, and the quiet room is quiet, the painting is placed next to him, and look, there are five big characters written at the beginning of the painting, called: "Journey to the West", followed by small characters, written: The first layer of spiritual root cultivation and pregnancy source flows out - inspiration realm!

Wang Daoyi said that he wanted to create his own exercises, naturally he was not talking nonsense, his realm of the deity was enough, and after coming to this world and reading the "Tao Sutra", he had studied and understood the principle of the cultivation system of the Tao of the Dao Divine Soul in this world, and said that it was a visualization of the divine soul, so it was not a fantasy? If we talk about fantasy, where can this world compare with the thousands of stories that are bizarre in the main world, this world uses visualization to condense the spirit, and cast the spiritual core, and achieve the divine soul, with the divine soul through a hundred calamities and the world, sharpen the immortal will, in order to borrow transcendence.

Whether it is the Taoist Taishang who is too forgetful, or the Taishang is ruthless, or the nature of Buddhism is really as immovable, it is the path of spiritual immortality.

Wang Daoyi remembered "Journey to the West", one of the four most famous novels in the main world of China, Lingming Stone Monkey, Monkey King! Havoc in the Heavenly Palace! Learn from the West! Ninety-nine-eighty difficult!

Legend has it that this "Journey to the West" itself is a secret book of monastic secrets that contains human nature and divinity, this is not false, Wang Daoyi figured out the cultivation of the soul of this world, and with a flash of inspiration, he deleted some of the plots with the classics that he could not forget when he was a child, and created a practice method.

The final boss Buddha in it was changed to Dao Ancestor, and this "Journey to the West" was compiled, and the first layer of this method was successfully created, the realm of inspiration, and a fairy stone was conceived. Compare the first layer of Taoism - the Concentration Realm.

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…………………… (To be continued......)

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