"Chen Daoyou! Today's big talk, go together? ”

"You can't do it."

In the early morning, the sky was misty.

After Chen Yu pushed the door open, he saw one tall and one short outside his house.

Daoist Jiang had a smile on his face, and the little Taoist priest on the side was full of anticipation for the next grand event.

"Let's take a walk, I heard that the old cultivators will also come, but you can't miss it."

Seeing Chen Yu walk out, Daoist Jiang hurriedly called out, and then walked quickly towards the outside of the courtyard. It is far from the steady appearance he showed in front of the little Taoist priest yesterday.

The two of them followed behind, and they met many Taoist friends who gathered yesterday to discuss the Tao along the way.

Haiyunguan has some reputation in Guangyong Mansion, and Jiang Qin'an, the second disciple of the contemporary era, is also known by many people, especially most of the Taoist sects in Shiya County are invitations sent by him.

So the greetings echoed and plentiful.

Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable hung on his lips for a whole time.

Finally arrived at the venue, the three of them stopped, and Daoist Jiang took a bowl of cold water from the wooden table next to him and poured it into his mouth, and after a long sigh, he was relieved.

Chen Yu stood beside him, looking around, looking at the people around him.

There are not only Taoist priests, but also many people in cloth clothes, tied with turbans and leggings, dressed as forcers.

"This time, I invited the Taoist faction from Guangyong County, and there are some scattered people and heroes, the number of people exceeds expectations, and now they are rushing to make some wooden pieces, and they will finally have a cushion to sit on."

Daoist Jiang participated in the construction of Zhaijiao throughout the whole process, and he is very familiar with these, and at this time, it is estimated that he also wants to let the two of them join hands.

Chen Yu has no opinion, he is now trying to get more scriptures and texts related to the five internal organs, not necessarily cheats and tricks, medical books are also fine, but unfortunately there is not much relevance in Haiyun Temple, and Daoist Jiang can't get it. I can only promise to help inquire about one or two.

"The secret art of the five internal organs is difficult to find, especially when it comes to the secret transmission of internal practice, but the problem of ordinary scriptures should not be big, there are a few Taoist friends who dabble in it, or you can ask."

"There's Brother Lao Dao."

……

With help in hand, there were not many things, and the preparations were soon completed, followed by the rumored big talk.

Daoist Jiang went to the teacher's door, but Chen Yuwan refused the other party's invitation and chose to walk alone and wander around the field.

There were many more Taoist priests pouring into the venue than yesterday, and the atmosphere was very warm and noisy.

There were even burly men with guns and horses and long knives on their backs, surrounded by more than a dozen people.

Immediately afterwards, rangers with swords in robes and high-rollers with stabbing with their fists appeared.

"The Green Knife Gate is also here."

"How can you not come when you preach to a real person?"

"Hahaha, indeed, wouldn't it be a pity to miss such a grand event, please inside!"

The entry of the martial artists, or the arrival of the Jianghu guests, set off a burst of heat, many famous and mediocre figures appeared here, and even foreign masters came, but the distance was far away and there were not many people who arrived today.

In comparison, the temperament of the Taoist priests who also practice martial arts is more indifferent, far less rough and bold.

The Taoist priests were not very interested in these martial artists outside the mountains, and some of them were still immersed in yesterday's debates, still reminiscing, sometimes contemplating and contemplating, and sometimes being outward.

And the martial artists drifted their eyes from time to time, after all, the Taoists were the protagonists of this grand event.

They were also curious, most of them had never seen such a scene, and some of them who were familiar with the Daomen had only heard the word Zhaijiao, but they had never witnessed it.

Now, Xizhou Guangyong Mansion, a remote, backward and barbaric place for the people of the Central Plains, will also be built, and the novelty of everyone is naturally strong.

Boom!

Knock knock!

The skin drum is beaten, and the sermon begins.

Chen Yu heard the sound of drums, and then saw a fairy spirit of the old man in the plain robe floating in the distance.

Moving in the air, the body is light, like the wind.

"Good kung fu!!"

Some people applauded, and the rest were all in amazement.

Chen Yu looked at the top of the platform from the side, and when the person sat down, he found that the hair on the back of the other party's head was as white as frost, and his face was ruddy.

Just as he looked at the other party, Lao Dao slowly saluted everyone, and then spoke, his voice was very powerful.

"The poor road is in Qimeng, the road number is Yuanyang, thank you for coming in front of all Taoist friends and laymen."

When these words fell, there was an uproar in the audience.

"Where, Yu Zhenren's words are heavy."

"Being able to listen to a real person preach is a rare blessing in ten years, how can it be appreciated."

"Real people don't have to be like that."

It can be seen that these are all people who know the name of Yuanyang Daoist Yu Qi, not Xiaoxiao, and they all have some power background.

It was only at this moment that Chen Yu suddenly realized how famous this veteran on the stage was.

Daomen True Cultivation ...... Only these four words can suppress all dissatisfaction.

And after that, the preaching of the Yuanyang Taoist did live up to the other party's name, and it was very something, and Chen Yu, a half-bucket water Taoist priest who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, felt that he had gained a lot after listening to it.

Of course, what the rest of the people have gained is still a little different from his in the end - fetal breath, spiritual power, spiritual power, spiritual fluid, these are all things that others do not have.

Taoists and martial artists, one practices the heart and the other practices the strength.

However, after all, he has never transcended the ordinary, but Chen Yu is different. The appearance of spiritual power had already given him the opportunity to pry open that door.

And just like the inner force Zhenyuan in the story, the fetal breath of the sojourn in the dantian made him grope to a farther and more different level from others.

Therefore, the road of the Daomen can only be used as firewood, and it cannot be followed all the way down.

It's not necessarily wrong, but it's certainly not suitable. Even if the other party is a so-called true cultivator, it can't do it.

Chen Yu needs to find his own way.

But now it's actually okay, whether it's martial arts or Taoism, there are a lot of places that can be used for reference and inspiration, which is enough to support him for a long time.

And by the time he had absorbed all of this, he might have already made great strides forward, and he didn't have to worry about where he was going.

"Spiritual ......"

Chen Yu looked at the sky, the sun was shining and the blue sky was like washing.

In the past and present lives, there are people who seek Taoism and practice.

In order to achieve self-fulfillment, some people have a pure and clear Dharma school that proves oneself and dispels the mind.

Someone wants to swallow a golden pill in the stomach, and from then on I can't help it, so there is the Danding method and the inner Dan faction.

What about me?

It was rare for him to be like this, not to doubt himself, and not to fall into hypocrisy like he had on the mountain earlier.

It's just a matter of wanting to know, or rather, setting a goal.

Looking back, I don't seem to have cared too much about or pursued things or things.

If it sounds good, it is casual, and if it is bad, it is aimless and undoubtedly with the walking dead.

As his thoughts turned, he felt that he might need a drive, otherwise something would go wrong sooner or later.

Silver? Love?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head. There are some of these things, and if they don't have them, they don't force them.

Go with the flow.

So...... Seeking eternal life?

Yes, seek eternal life. Chen Yu felt that immortality was still very good, especially those immortals in the legend, looking down on the world from above, it was really powerful to think about.

And life is in the world for a hundred years, and it takes more time to experience and enjoy.

But the next moment he was stunned, since immortality is for enjoyment, why not enjoy it in the first place?

More importantly, what exactly is he enjoying? What do you want to enjoy?

At this moment, a word came to mind.

Knowledge.