Chapter 201: Literature and Art
Chihuo Zhenren smiled, "Coincidentally, the real person in charge of the sect only came out of the customs yesterday and is farming in the back mountain, and he specially told him that if he can contact you, he wants to meet you." Tsk, my brother is so blessed, it really makes my eyes hot. Over the years, I have never heard a real person in charge of the sect say that I want to see a special junior and disciple. ”
Xu Yi laughed, "Thanks to Senior Brother's promotion, then let's not wait, let's hurry." ”
Chihuo Zhenren immediately led Xu Yi towards the back mountain.
When he arrived at the ground, Chihuo Zhenren pointed out the direction of that place, and Xu Yi rushed over.
If you talk about the mountain peaks, the back mountains are not worth mentioning, the mountains are not high, and the streams have no fairy spirits, but they are like the mountains near the left of a certain town, revealing a breath of fireworks.
After a short time, Xu Yi saw the farmer-like Hongyi Zhangjiao, who was really plowing a field, without cattle or plows, but Hongyi's posture was no different from ploughing the field.
Holding his trouser legs, barefoot, stepping on the mud, holding his hands weakly, he walked very slowly step by step.
Xu Yi didn't bother, stood quietly on the edge of the field, watched and watched, suddenly, closed his eyes, and for no reason in his heart, there was a burst of warmth and stability, as if he was massaged by something soft.
"Insert the spiritual seedlings all over the field, look down and see the sky in the water, the heart is pure, and the way is to retreat. ”
With a chant, Xu Yi opened his eyes, and Hongyi Zhangjiao was already standing on the ridge beside him, looking at him with a smile, "What a Taoist poem, Xiaoyou, but there are still good works?"
Xu Yi bowed down and said, "A disciple should not be called so. ”
Hongyi taught in the palm of his hand, "It deserves it, your Yanling Pill must come from me, a master-apprentice relationship, in the end, it is God's will." ”
Xu Yi didn't expect such a statement, and was secretly surprised.
Hongyi asked again, "Xiaoyou, do you still have a masterpiece?"
Hongyi Zhangjiao has asked questions for the second time, although Xu Yi feels weird, he can't help but answer, think about it for a while, and barely get a song that suits the situation, and immediately chanted, "
A person ploughs half a field, and the harvest depends on the sky, and the famine also depends on the sky. Coarse tea and light rice are full of three meals, sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening. The cloth is warmer than silk, and it can be worn long and short. There are a few thatched huts, and they are safe and sound, and they are safe to stay. After the rain, the sky is blue and the boat is driven, the fish is on one side, and the wine is on the other. When I return to the children at night, there are words today, and there are words in the past. I sleep alone on the three poles of the sun, who is a fairy, I am a fairy. A volume of Nanshan Empty Valley Book, crazy and crazy, crazy and crazy.
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Hongyi was stunned, and suddenly, he looked up to the sky and howled, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and the entire Baili Mountain Range shrouded by Xuanqing Sect suddenly rose and roared endlessly.
Xu Yi was extremely surprised, "This is crazy when you encounter poetry, how can you be so easily infected by poetry, Hongyi's palm teaching is really literary and artistic." ”
The whistle settled, and Hongyi suddenly bowed to Xu Yi upright, "The grace of confusion is remembered in my heart." ”
Xu Yi was startled and jumped away suddenly, "Why is this in charge, I killed it." ”
Hongyi said, "You don't know my predicament, and I don't have to explain it to you in detail, when you reach my current realm, you will be able to understand yourself." ”
Although Hongyi Zhangjiao did not say it explicitly, Xu Yi guessed some corners.
Most of the poems he read are of great use to Hongyi's teaching and exercising his mind.
However, this is not what Xu Yi cares about, he is concerned about the problem of cultivation, and he urgently needs Hongyi's palm to solve his doubts.
Obviously, Hongyi is willing to confuse him.
“...... From the first layer of the spiritual root to the second layer of the spiritual root, you can cultivate the hidden tricks, and the focus is to open the Xuan Palace. The Xuan Palace is the place where the spirit dwells, it is extremely important, open up the Xuan Palace, the spiritual root is formed in three layers, you can move the acupoints and change the tricks, and the potential of the human body can be fully developed, not only the defense is greatly increased, and some of the body forging magic skills can help people change the wonder......"
As he spoke, Hongyi's body shook and suddenly turned into a tall giant, with angry eyes, like a giant spirit fierce god.
Xu Yi secretly admired, and couldn't help but compare this giant spirit fierce god with his own dragon image.
Xu Yi said, "After cultivating one hundred and eight hidden tricks, I don't know how to open the Xuan Palace, do you need the power of the pill, or what." ”
Hongyi palm taught, "There is no need for any external force, the water comes naturally, the opportunity comes, the perception is born, and the Xuangong is self-contained." Once the Xuan Palace is cultivated, it can start to prepare for the impact of the Tribulation Realm, but many clever monks are not busy impacting the Tribulation Realm, but are constantly tempering, hoping to strengthen the flesh and blood, in order to forge a powerful spirit, and then they will impact the Tribulation Realm. ”
Xu Yidao, "What is the specific process?"
Hongyi Zhangjiao laughed, "Okay, I'll give you a booklet later, to ensure that it is detailed and detailed, and the old way time is precious, you don't have anything to ask?"
Xu Yiyi scratched his head, "Yes, guarding the true immortal, why should I ask about Jiao, I don't know if the master can know the whole picture of the whole world." ”
Hongyizhang taught, "The old Taoist is lowly, and his knowledge is limited, and he has said some things in hearsay, and he will listen to you, whether it is right or wrong, you can grasp it." ”
"I haven't been to the other three continents, so I don't know how to distribute them, but this continent is made up of several continents, each continent and the endless sea, and it is almost impossible to communicate with each continent except for the top people. In our Middle-earth continent, the most powerful force is the Immortal Palace. ”
Xu Yi was taken aback, "Immortal Palace, is this a sect or a dynasty?"
Xuan Lengyan came out of the Immortal Palace, at the beginning, Xu Yi had not gone to his heart, but now looking at it, Xuan Lengyan is actually the top second generation of immortals.
Hongyi said, "It is neither a sect nor a dynasty, but an alliance formed by the powerful forces of the entire continent, and this alliance does not strictly rule the entire Central Continent. ”
Xu Yi nodded, "Don't you know that there are eternal immortals in this world?"
Hongyi smiled and pointed at Xu Yidao, "Seeing you, it's like seeing me back then, and I'm so curious, very good, I hope you will always maintain this curiosity, don't be like me, under the tempering of the giant wheel of time, I am about to become a stubborn stone without thoughts and desires." ”
"Eternal immortals, I haven't seen them, maybe the Dao Ancestor who created the whole world counts, and further down, those big demons in the flood period, raise their hands and feet, catch clouds and take electricity, and go through countless eons, it should also be counted. At least, the time of their existence can no longer be measured by time. ”
"Today's four continents are the remnants of the desolate world, but there has always been a legend in the world, that is, the real desolate world is just sealed, waiting for someone destined to open it. Whether it's a legend or a reality, it's still too far away from our present. ”
"To tell the truth, Lao Dao has never met a monk who has lived for thousands of years, and he really doesn't dare to hope for eternity, if he cultivates to the realm of heavenly decay, he has a thousand and five years of life, gives birth to a soul mark, and can be reincarnated and re-cultivated, which is enough. ”