Chapter 217: The Way of the Golden Pill

Zhang Wuji and the others were waiting, only to hear a loud bang in the house, the windows and doors were blown open by the air current, and many debris were thrown into the yard.

Shentong stopped everyone from getting closer, and a few people detoured to the door and looked into the house, where Huang Chao and Zhang Sanfeng stood opposite each other, standing in a cloud of smoke and dust.

"It's worthy of Zhang Zhenren." Huang Chao arched his hand and said.

Zhang Sanfeng also bowed: "Master SF is amazing." "A few children don't know what's so great about this scene, but if it spreads to the rivers and lakes, it will cause an uproar. For so many years, those who can do it with Zhang Sanfeng have long since died, everyone is his junior, no one knows what level Zhang Sanfeng's kung fu has reached, and no one can still let Zhang Sanfeng treat him with a like-minded attitude.

Now Zhang Sanfeng is not polite to Huang Chao, but really treats him as an equal master.

The two looked up to the sky and smiled, and walked side by side outside the courtyard, Zhang Wuji hurriedly ran forward: "Master Tai, Master SF, are you all right?" ”

Huang Chao said: "It's okay, Zhang Zhenren and I are just discussing the understanding of martial arts." Shentong, you take someone to clean up the house; Every day, Zhiruo, you prepare lunch. Zhang Zhenren, you have food to avoid. ”

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "It's good to have a bite to eat, but you don't dare to pick and choose." ”

After entertaining Zhang Sanfeng for lunch, Huang Chao and Zhang Sanfeng went out for a walk again, sat on the ground on a nearby scenic hill, and talked about martial arts knowledge.

Zhang Sanfeng was originally very open-minded and had no views on the door, but it was only because his apprentice was harmed by the Demon Sect that he had a lot of criticism about the Ming Sect. Huang Chao cured his apprentices and grandchildren, and he was chivalrous and upright, so Zhang Sanfeng treated him very warmly.

The two exchanged martial arts with each other, and Zhang Sanfeng said: "The boxing technique you used before fully develops your body strength coincides with Lao Dao's ideas. I have always wanted to create a new set of martial arts that uses the body's qi, blood and spirit, instead of relying on meditation to accumulate internal strength. I have a faint feeling that in the past hundred years, cultivating internal strength has become more difficult. In addition to being gifted or possessing supernatural skills, the speed at which cultivators accumulate internal strength has slowed down a lot. ”

Huang Chao nodded: "The aura of heaven and earth is decreasing, and the martial artist is refining and refining the qi, and gradually becoming a wood without a source of water and roots." The later generations will inevitably be the last days of martial arts, and tools and instruments will become the mainstream, and more and stronger weapons will be developed from gunpowder. ”

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and did not comment on Huang Chao's words. The two stopped talking about this powerless thing and began to exchange the main points of the inner boxing.

They exchanged spiritual paths from the inner fist, and Huang Chao asked curiously: "Zhang Zhenren, is there a matter of cultivating the truth in this world?" You are a Taoist master, how to achieve the road of Jindan? ”

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After I was sixty years old, my martial arts were invincible, and I once studied Taoist classics, although I was very understanding, but I was still an ordinary person." Immortality may have existed, but the old way can't reach it. It's difficult, it's difficult, don't wait for Jin Dan! ”

His gaze stayed on Huang Chao, revealing a little hope: "You are young, you have such a cultivation, you may be able to go further." There is a saying from the old way, which is a little understanding of me over the years:

Taoism is not a casual feeling, both know the heavenly opportunity is not light, first put down the world's feelings, and then study the truth carefully. If you don't refine the pill, you will refine the nature first, if you don't cultivate the big medicine and cultivate the mind, the heart will cultivate the natural pill and believe in it, and the sex will be clear and then the medicinal materials will be born.

The medicinal herbs are born, and the thunder faintly shakes the void; Look for the true seed in the electric light, and look for the original sect when the wind comes. Xiaguang Wandao cage golden tripod, purple clouds cover the gate of heaven, if you are still here to rest and be afraid, the original god guards the door of the cave.

Guarding the door of the cave, like a cat catching pikas and rabbits and eagles, anxious and diligent, all kinds of scenes are not the same, a red light is true.

This red light is spring, which has a bright window dust, a little innate medicine hanging in it, far like grapes and almost gold, so far it all depends on being cautious, the slightest thought of naivety.

When he returned to himself, his body turned into four springs. A white cloud fragrance for a while, a rain after a new one, all day long like a drunk, leisurely just waiting for the spring in the cave.

The **** all over the body has been stripped away, turning into a piece of pure yang gold, at this time, the qi is like a small death, and it is all true. At this point, he has achieved success, but he has come to the world to accumulate meritorious deeds, and he has completed the edict of the Mandate of Heaven, and the true spirit of the Yang God has appeared.

This statement is not to be said to non-people, and those who do not meet it should not be taken lightly, which is cut to the metaphysics, and there is no truth outside this truth; Pack your bags and seal them tightly, and he can be initiated one day. can be initiated, fifty-two sentences to be found, if there is a lie to be punished by heaven, said and inhuman whipping. ”

The two communicated on the road of Jindan until the moon and stars were scarce, and then they returned to the bottom of the mountain without getting enough. For their kind of cultivation, it doesn't matter if they eat a few fewer meals. However, Tiantian and Zhiruo were very well-behaved, and they even heated the meal in the kitchen, allowing Huang Chao and Zhang Sanfeng to have supper.

The next day, the two continued to go up the mountain to communicate, sometimes getting up to practice some moves. Huang Chao told Zhang Sanfeng all the three martial arts of Jiuyang Divine Skill, Jiuyin True Scripture, and Qiankun Great Transfer, and Zhang Sanfeng also told him all the essence of Wudang Absolute Learning. At the same time, he is also a Jindan master like Lu Dongbin and Bai Yuchan, and he has a deep understanding of Taoist cultivation, and his guidance to Huang Chao is not comparable to reading all the Taoist scriptures.

True transmission of a sentence, false transmission of thousands of books, ancient Taoist classics, either using code words, or hiding key places. Huang Chao is knowledgeable and has mastered that set of secret words, but if others haven't written it, he can't conjure it out of thin air.

Again, he thinks on his own, and it is not impossible to make up for it, but by learning from the experience of his predecessors, he can go further in the limited time. Zhang Sanfeng's guidance opened a new door for him, although even Zhang Sanfeng himself could not set foot in the world behind the door.

Zhang Sanfeng stayed in Butterfly Valley for three days, talking with Huang Chao about martial arts and the situation in the world, and admired Huang Chao's views very much. Three days later, he left satisfied, and asked Wuji to practice hard here, and he didn't blame him, so that Zhang Wuji had no baggage, and the whole person seemed to be going to heaven......

Yuantong moved sideways and pulled down Zhang Wuji, who was jumping towards the wall: "Okay, Brother Yunda, everyone knows that you have been happy these days, and you don't have to jump a foot high." ”

Zhang Wuji said: "Where is it, where is it, I just practice light skills." ”

"Then we might as well have a discussion." Yuantong said with grinding his fists.

"Come on, I'm afraid of you!" Zhang Wuji had no scruples in his heart, and gradually revealed the cheerful heart of a young man, no longer carefully hiding himself, and concentrated on beating Yuantong to the ground.

Yuantong bared his teeth and left, complaining: "Sure enough, it is a good idea and a great increase in skill." Hmph. ”

Butterfly Valley seems to have regained its peaceful days.

But the real tranquility never came, the outside world was stormy, the Yuan Dynasty brutally oppressed the people, natural disasters were everywhere, the people were struggling to survive, and more and more uprisings occurred in more and more places. Huang Chao went out again and again to help the Mingjiao congregation, spreading his ideas, and the number of believers increased.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huang Chao's master and apprentice spent the festival with Hu Qingniu and his wife. A group of children chased and played in the moonlight, laughing and laughing everywhere. Hu Qingniu looked at this scene, but his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of tears.

He made a decision in his heart, and clenched his fists and said to Huang Chao: "Master SF, Hu...... Please one thing. His expression was sad and his voice was hoarse, which surprised Huang Chao.