When Zhang Huansheng heard this, he couldn't help but say: "Supervisor, my cultivation of the method of refining the flesh is the "Eight or Nine Xuangong", I don't know if you have heard of it, is there a teacher in the Guozi Prison who is good at this skill?" ”

When Supervisor Zhou heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Eight or nine Xuangong, are you actually practicing this evil sect exercise?" ”

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Zhang Huansheng was shocked in his heart.

When the words landed, the supervisor didn't seem to hear it, and sighed and said: That's right, you were in the market before, and it was indeed difficult to find the best physical cultivation method, and it was not surprising to be attracted by the powerful "Eight or Nine Xuangong" that was widely spread all over the world.

But from today onwards, we must stop it quickly. ”

"Why," Zhang Huansheng was even more shocked when he heard this, and asked urgently: "You also said that this "Eight or Nine Xuangong" is extremely powerful, why don't you let me practice it?" ”

"The "Eight or Nine Xuangong" divides the human body into eight parts, and they are all tempered together, which seems to have no weaknesses, but it is actually the most anti-natural way," Zhou Jianxue's expression changed, and he replied solemnly: "For example, people's internal organs and six organs are interdependent, but they are dependent on each other, and if the stomach is strong, the spleen must be weak, and if the liver and gallbladder are strong, the kidney qi will be deficient."

For example, if a person is born with great strength, he will not be able to act flexibly, and he who moves like a cunning rabbit will not have innate divine power.

This "Eight or Nine Xuangong" pursues the perfect realm of physical body refining, and the first few levels are not much of a problem, but slowly it will make the path of the practitioner narrower and narrower, and in the end, it will stop at best, and at worst, it will be out of tune with the warp wheels, and the body and soul will be destroyed. ”

When Zhang Huansheng heard this, he couldn't help but retort: "But how could Yang Jian, the Manifestation True Monarch of the Guanjiang Estuary who has infinite magical powers and enshrined the Eight Hundred Grass Head Gods..."

"It turns out that you also know the origin of "Eight or Nine Xuangong"," Zhou Jian Xue frowned, interrupting Zhang Huansheng's words and said: "Then do you know that sometimes you may not be able to do what others can do and practice the exercises."

In ancient times, Shakyamuni never practiced a day of internal and external exercises, but meditated under the Bodhi tree for nine years, without drinking or eating, and attained the path of enlightenment, and now even if you drive all the young people who have not practiced in the four continents of the human race to meditate under the Bodhi tree to meditate and enlighten the Tao, the result will inevitably be death of thirst and starvation.

The two emperors of Yan and Huang, watching the birds and eating people, comprehended the supernatural power of transferring the bloodline of gods, demons, demons and beasts into the human body, which sounded extremely easy, but after thousands of years, countless great cultivators with vast supernatural powers tried their best to realize similar supernatural powers, but none of them succeeded.

is that Yang Jian, the Manifest Saint True Monarch, can easily practice "Eight or Nine Xuangong" to the fullest, but it has nothing to do with you. ”

Speaking of this, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he let out a long sigh, "Before, just me, I have witnessed no less than five Heavenly Vertical Wizards, cultivating the "Eight or Nine Xuangong" or ending up in the tip of the horns and becoming crazy;

or directly die, and there are many people who are very close to me, so I will persuade you, although this mystical skill is wonderful, it is really untouchable. ”

"I see." Zhang Huansheng nodded in understanding when he heard this, and replied softly with gratitude: "The good intentions of the superintendent are understood by Huansheng." ”

Seeing him behave like this, Zhou Jianxue knew that Zhang Huansheng, although he was grateful for his exhortation, he was determined not to give up practicing "Eight or Nine Xuangong", and he couldn't help but sigh again and muttered: "There are only two kinds of people in the world who are most persistent in their own opinions, one is the fool whose brain can't turn;

The second is the pretentious and extremely intelligent people, and these two kinds of people seem to me to be almost the same at times. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly waved his hand and said, "Go to Xiu, go to Xiu, since you don't listen to me, don't bother me here." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Huansheng stood up respectfully, arched his hand towards Supervisor Zhou, and said, "In this case, the student will retire." He turned around and walked towards the outside of the stone hall.

When he was about to go out, he had already lifted the bamboo curtain, he suddenly turned his head, and said respectfully to Supervisor Zhou: "In fact, in the eyes of students, the most insistent person in the world is neither a stupid fool nor an extremely smart person, but a madman who does something, once he is involved in it, he will forget all the successes and failures, and only know how to move forward."

But those who are not crazy since ancient times are difficult to become Buddhas.

There are only such people who can achieve great things. Only then did he leave.

And at the same time that Zhang Huansheng's figure disappeared, there was a void beside Zhou Jianxue, and suddenly a wave-like texture suddenly appeared, and then the figure of an old man with a plain appearance slowly appeared.

"Steward Du, how do you look at this?" At the same time, the superintendent's expression changed from worry to indifference, and he asked softly without turning his head.

"It's just a pretentious boy who thinks he's unique in heaven and has a unique fate," the old man replied with a smile, "but a naïve boy who is not surprised or suspicious when he encounters the favor of strange people."

I think when I was naïve, I was so self-conscious.

Mr. Zhou, what do you think? ”

"It doesn't matter what I think," Supervisor Zhou said lightly: "The important thing is that after helping your Du family finish this matter, you and I don't owe each other."

Go back and tell Mr. Qingqi that I should take this matter. ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he bowed respectfully: "Thank you so much, Lord Zhou, the villain will retire and tell the master the good news." The figure rippled and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Zhang Huansheng, who didn't know that he had been calculated, walked along the stone road and turned back to the central axis of the Guozijian Road, and after a while, he came to a large hall with the word "Respect the Law" written on the plaque.

Walking up the jade steps, stepping into the Dharma Palace, the length and width of the hall are dozens of zhang, there are countless futons, and in the middle of a huge picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, a bare-headed, robed old monk, is closing his eyes and preaching how to sense the aura in the nature of heaven and earth.

The technique of inspiration is an inevitable preparation before casting spells, and for Zhang Huansheng, who has long been able to cast spells freely, it is really a simple thing, because he wanted to turn around and leave after hearing a few words for the first time.

But after only walking four or five steps, I heard the old monk talk about a joint, which was quite different from his own understanding, and he couldn't help but pause, and listened to a paragraph, but he couldn't move anymore, and sat directly on the ground, only listening to it as if he was fascinated, and he didn't know the flow of time.

I don't know how long it took, the old monk finally left the Dharma Palace before Zhang Huansheng, and then a middle-aged Taoist began to preach how to watch the wonder of the creation of all things, Zhang Huansheng couldn't help but continue to stay in the palace, listening attentively.