The purpose of cultivation is eternal life, but in the mortal world, in addition to those who are legendary, how many people have attained immortality?

So in the end, it's just a means to bring one's mind to peace.

Through conversations, I learned that Ma Yiao had studied in college, and it was also the most famous university in China, Mizuki, double degree, philosophy and biology, and the level of speech was very high.

One thing he repeatedly stressed to me was that he never thought that there was a clear distinction between human practitioners and nightcrawlers, or that they were naturally opposed.

Zi said: One yin and one yang is the Tao.

Good and evil are also the way, and good and evil come from the human heart - "the source of turbidity for those who are pure, and the foundation for stillness for those who move." People can always be quiet, and heaven and earth will return."

He also told me that he had ever seen the kindest youkai and the most treacherous humans......

After listening to his story, I pointed outside and said, "In other words, Fat Flower and Hennie are actually people with the blood of the Nightkin ”

Ma Yiao nodded, yes, there are three kinds of night walkers, the first is the dominant family with inheritance, the second is the mountain spirit and wild monster who are far away from the world, and the third is the ordinary person who accidentally awakens by mistake - just like you, and like this kind of person is the most pitiful, one is unguided, the other is easy to be excluded and discriminated against by society, some are violent and perverse, go astray, and some are bullied and die; Fat flower is a vein of Hai pig, perennial hunger, easy to get lucky, and Hainie is more peculiar, is a kind of water, happy in the water, they are all regarded as monsters by their parents and villagers, abandoned to go, if I don't take them in, I'm afraid it is also the two results just said.

Nightcrawlers have many bloodlines, but the most common ones are eleven, which are rats, oxen, tigers, rabbits, snakes, horses, sheep, monkeys, chickens, dogs, and pigs.

If you add the totem dragon of the Chinese nation, it can be made into the genus of the zodiac.

I agree with Ma Yiao's concept very much, and I have become more and more determined to follow him.

Of course, I am not a blind follower, I have been in the society for so long, and I have seen many words that are extraordinary, but in fact they have reversed their word, and they are thieves, so many things have to get along slowly, and the future will be long.

The two chatted, and Feihua bought the cooked vegetables, including fragrant sauce beef, neatly sliced pork head meat and barbecued pork with sauce and chili peppers, plus some vegetarian cold vegetables and shredded tofu, which looked particularly appetizing.

Coupled with a pot of freshly steamed rice, it is fragrant and fragrant, and it is perfect.

During the meal, two old men who had never shown up also came, and Heinie also climbed out of the big water tank, and the big guys sat around the dining table in the side hall to eat, which was very lively.

The two old men were old, their appetite was lost, and they left after drinking some specially prepared gruel, and Ma Yiao seemed to be a vegetarian, picking out some shredded tofu to eat.

Seeing her gluttony, I finally understood why Xiao Zhonghuang was so poor at that time.

is not a rich family, and she really can't bear her good appetite.

After dinner, the mess was naturally cleaned up, and Ma Yiao led me to the courtyard and began the formal guidance.

For practitioners, there are many different methods, and this is also true for night walkers.

The people I met before, whether it was Huang Quanyin or Qin Liluo's gang, were all extremely powerful, and these were not innate, even if you had talent, you also needed to go through a certain method to open it, and then after time and years of experience, as well as epiphany, you can finally get to the point where you are now, otherwise it is just empty brute force, and it can't be controlled, and it comes and goes.

No one is born strong.

Although I awakened the bloodline of the "Lingming Stone Monkey" and took the first step to become a nightcrawler, there is still no path to master, and it often comes and goes.

It takes exercise, it takes practice, it takes getting used to this power, making it an instinct like breathing.

There are three thousand avenues, choose one and follow it. Three thousand flowing water, take - scoop and drink it - as the saying goes, the one who knows you best is your enemy, and as a ranger alliance that has fought against the nightkin for generations, there are naturally many methods of nightkin practice, Ma Yiao gave me this one, called "Nine Xuanlu", it is a collection of pranayama, meditation, visualization, condensation and exercise techniques, used to lay a solid foundation, the best.

It's a pity that this is just a fragment, and from the perspective of textual ideology, the next part seems to have many means, but it was torn up.

Ma Yiao told me that this book was handed down from the hands of his ancestor Wang Ziping, and as for the upper family, he had never heard of it, as for why the book was a fragment, Ma Yiao explained to me, saying that the next part has many means, too cruel and profound, and easy to go astray, and tore it up for his ancestor.

The book is written, using classical Chinese, obscure, but fortunately, there are many vernacular annotations in the blank space next to it, plus Ma Yiao explained it on the side, and carefully recuperated, but it didn't make me confused and dizzy.

With the Master by my side, I first memorized the more than 1,000 texts of "Nine Xuanlu" in my heart, and then began to condense my breath and breathe under the guidance of Ma Yiao, gradually trying to grasp the power in my body.

At first, this thing is like catching a chicken, you chase it, the chicken flies and the dog jumps, but after mastering the method, even if you don't deliberately condense your emotions, you can master it.

When I contemplated, a stream of heat immediately emerged from all over my body, and it condensed under the guidance of Ma Yiao.

Later, I was able to drive myself without even the help of Ma Yiao.

As time went on, I felt more and more the convergence of power, the five senses began to become clearer, and the power became controllable, which made my perception of my body grow rapidly, and my confidence began to accumulate gradually.

Seeing my changes, Ma Yiao couldn't help but be a little envious.

He said to me, "Bloodline is really a good thing, it took half a year to get started, but you were able to do it overnight - of course, everything is fair, and the price for you to become a nightkin is far higher than hers." ”

We communicated from evening to eleven o'clock in the evening, and after Ma Yiao asked me to try condensing qi again, he said to me: "Everything in the world pays attention to a balance, your physical strength is limited, and at this moment, it has reached a critical point, and the cultivation is about relaxation, and you can't go your own way, otherwise you will suffer internal injuries - today's practice, this is the end of it, I will take you to the room to rest, before going to bed, you can use the method of visualization to immerse your mind in it." ”

At the moment, I was a little excited, and I couldn't get enough, but Ma Yiao also made sense to say this, so I nodded yes.

What was arranged for me was a room on the second floor, which originally belonged to the strong man Wang Hu, but after the accident that day, he has been missing, so I was asked to stay temporarily.

After I went to wash my face, I went back to my room to rest, sat cross-legged on the bed according to the method taught by Ma Yiao, and then stared at a picture on the last page of "Nine Xuanlu".

This picture is a complex starry sky, and because of the engraving, it is very crudely printed.

And even so, as I stared at it, I felt a surge of breath in my chest, as if I had fallen into a wonderful state of emptiness and tranquility as the starry sky spread and dissipated.

Entering such a state is called meditation.

It is to enter into a vague boundary that borders wakefulness and sleep, to allow one's body to take a quick break, and to turn one's body into a container, trying to absorb the energy that is free between heaven and earth.

These energies, among Taoists, call it "Qi", while Buddhists call it "mustard seeds".

As for the science, is it particles, or what?

When I dreamed that night, I vaguely heard someone whispering in my ear, and as for what it was, I seemed to remember it at the time, but when I thought about it, I was confused.

I woke up the next day, drenched and sweating through my bed.

Ma Yiao's guidance, coupled with the remnants of "Nine Xuanlu", seemed to open up a new world for me, and in the following days, I have been devoting myself to this matter, trying to make the power caused by the bloodline of the Nightcrawler for my own use, and the effect I have gained is also surprisingly good, the power is accumulating, and the five senses are becoming more and more sensitive, so that I have a deeper understanding of this world.

In addition to laying a solid foundation, Ma Yiao also took the time to teach me the art of fighting.

The so-called fighting, is to fight with people, since it has risen to the level of "art", naturally there are many differences from street fighting, there are many means and schools here, not the fancy show I knew before, including the Tai Chi that I have always thought was soft...... Many of the methods are long-proven killing techniques, and they are not taken for granted, and they are very exquisite.

Maybe it's because of the bloodline of the Nightcrawler, I'm still quite talented in these, basically I can understand it at one point, and I can even draw inferences from one another, which makes Ma Yiao surprised and even envious.

And even so, time is still too short after all, not to mention Ma Yiao, I am not even Fatty Hua's opponent, and every fight with her ends in my defeat.

And every time, I pressed her under me, unable to move at all.

It was as if she did it on purpose.

This move was a bit of a suspicion of taking advantage of the tofu and eating tofu, which made me more and more depressed, but in order to gain enough practical experience in a short period of time, I had to bite the bullet and join hands with Feihua again.

It is precisely because of my hard work and persistence that over time, I have begun to be able to stalemate with Feihua without being too embarrassed.

Just when I was rejoicing at the speed of my progress, a man arrived, breaking the peace.

The man who came was Martin, a middle-aged man with sloppy eyebrows and sloppy eyes.

It was as if he hadn't brushed his teeth or bathed for days, and as soon as he entered the yard, a lingering stench poured into my mouth and nose, making me want to vomit a little.

However, when he saw this person, Ma Yiao stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

He said, "Here you are, brother. ”