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Time flies, and in the cultivation day after day, the concept of time will slowly become blurred for immortal cultivators.

Yang Xiu's life as an immortal cultivator has returned to normal, to be exact, he is busier than before.

Now Yang Xiu is cultivating the Anxin Sutra and forging the pulse at the same time, and the two complement each other, making Yang Xiu's cultivation progress by leaps and bounds, and also doubling Yang Xiu's daily meditation and cultivation time.

At the same time, Yang Xiu also had to study the remains of the magic weapon and the soul talisman he had obtained from Situ Yong, and he also had to find a way to repair the magic weapon of the picture scroll...... At the end of the day, it feels like it's always busy.

One of the things that made Yang Xiu particularly happy was that he had finally thoroughly understood the one-third of the "Mixed Yuan Sutra"!

Contrary to Yang Xiu's imagination, this scripture could neither be used to assist cultivation, nor was it a major practice, but a mantra for attacking spells.

In ancient times, Buddhism cultivated immortals at its peak, and Taoism accounted for half of the human race's cultivation of immortals.

Legend has it that in Buddhism, there are seven kinds of spells because they are too powerful, and the cultivators kill countless lives, which is contrary to the purpose of Buddhism to be compassionate and compassionate, so they are listed as forbidden arts, collectively known as the "Seven Forbiddens of Buddhism".

The spell called "Immortal Hand" recorded in the Mixed Yuan Sutra was created by the ancients by imitating one of the seven forbidden Buddhas. This kind of spell is extremely strong and fierce, and after the cultivation is complete, it has the power to destroy the withering and decaying.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the entire ancient scripture is to teach people how to calm down and cultivate step by step, and in the end, the core content of the scripture is a powerful weapon of great destruction.

This one-third of the Mixed Yuan Sutra memorized by Yang Xiumo only recorded the first two layers of the spell. But even this most basic twofold level requires the cultivator to have at least four levels of cultivation in the quenching body.

Yang Xiu couldn't help but think about it, what kind of cultivation should be required to practice this spell to the highest level...... Air sea period, or higher?

......

On this day, Xiaomeng Mountain.

Yang Xiu splashed ink in a bamboo hut and soon completed a landscape painting on paper, using ink to depict the secluded bamboo forest in the depths of Xiaomeng Mountain, covering the beautiful scene of the bamboo forest.

Yang Xiu's sketching skills are acceptable, but the level of Chinese painting is not even third-rate. The reason why I thought of painting was because Yang Xiu saw in a classic book that when painting and Chinese characters are paired together, there may be unexpected power.

Coupled with the broken painting scroll magic weapon in his hand, Yang Xiu naturally wanted to study it.

Lin Shuangchen on the other side of the bamboo house was sitting on the bamboo collapse, bowing his head to debug the zither. The white neck has a jade-like luster, looming behind the long black hair, and the shoulders are bent into a beautiful arc, how can it be a beautiful word.

Since agreeing to accept Yang Xiu as an apprentice, Lin Shuangchen has fully seen the thickness of this cheap apprentice's skin, and he was squeezed into the study by Yang Xiusheng.

However, Lin Shuangchen's personality is indifferent, and he doesn't care about these trivial things. In her opinion, Yang Xiu was just a teenage boy after all.

At this time, Lin Shuangchen raised his head slightly, saw the painting that Yang Xian was tinkering with, and shook it gently: "Your painting is too bad." ”

When Yang Xiu heard this, he turned around and saw Lin Shuangchen with an indifferent expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Naturally, I'm not as good as you, master, and I'm not as good as us in writing. Yang Xiuyang raised the brush in his hand and said with a smile.

"I can't write as well as you. Lin Shuangchen lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the zither, his tone was still so flat, which made Yang Xiu couldn't help but be discouraged.

As a master from the inside out, he has a temperament that does not eat fireworks in the world, and he can't be amused if he wants to. And as long as you don't talk, the two people in the same room can do their own things and stay for several hours without saying a word.

Yang Xiu scratched his head in boredom, turned around and continued to paint his masterpiece, trying to find a way to combine the scene in the painting with the words on the blank space of the rice paper.

After a while, Yang Xiu listened to Lin Shuangchen say: "The people from Fanjing Mountain have left, you can go back to the Liushu Hall tomorrow." ”

Yang Xiu's heart tightened when he heard this, and he immediately stood up, saying in his heart that this is okay!

Cultivating in Xiaomeng Mountain is not only accompanied by a beautiful master, but also with these days' personal experience, Yang Xiu feels that having a good master is too important, and there are many fewer detours than when he crossed the river by feeling the stones before.

Moreover, Yang Xiu is about to break through into the quenching body triple, and he still wants to borrow the treasure land of Xiaomeng Mountain to use it, where can he just leave.

"Master, don't you be in a hurry about this matter,"

Yang Xiu stood five steps away from Lin Shuangchen and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, one day master and apprentice are one hundred days. Thanks to your teachings these days, my cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and now I will leave with a shake of my hands, am I the kind of person who is ruthless and unrighteous?"

Lin Shuangchen was accustomed to Yang Xiu's flamboyant tongue, and he didn't raise his head, Yang Xiu continued when he saw this: "I know that you like to practice poetry and calligraphy, master, I have already thought about it, and I am going to write a complete set of calligraphy for my master." ”

As he spoke, Yang Xiu took out a page of rice paper from his arms and put it on the desk with a smile.

Lin Shuangchen opened his head slightly, glanced at the things Yang Xiu put down, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

Because the beginning of this piece of paper is written with the three words "Thousand Character Text".

However, this thousand-character text is not another thousand-character text, and this article is one of the ancient Chinese enlightenment readings, which circulated from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. This short essay is composed of a thousand different Chinese characters, and the sentences rhyme, and the single essay collection is by no means superior.

For the immortal cultivators of this world, the enlightenment of the thousand-character text is of little significance, but it is a perfect practice script.

Lin Shuangchen saw the three beautiful big characters of the "Thousand Character Text" in the opening chapter, and his attention was already attracted, and then he looked down at several very beautiful lines: "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate." The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest and the winter hide ......"

Yang Xiu put a lot of effort into writing this thousand-character essay, and when he was in the best mood and state, he wrote it down seriously and silently, and almost every word reached his best level.

Yang Xiu peeked at Lin Shuangchen, and saw that he was engrossed and his willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, hehe, he knew that his trick had worked.

There is no calligraphy in the world of cultivating immortals, and people who write a little better are self-cherishing, for fear that others will learn it, after all, the quality of Chinese characters is related to the power of Taoist symbols, magic weapons and other items, and no one wants to share them with others.

In fact, the more this is the case, the more everyone's level can not be improved, only by communicating and discussing with each other, can the words be written better and better.

"There are parts I can't understand about this article, but ...... It seems that he has only written half of it?" Lin Shuangchen read the thousand-character text a few times, a trace of doubt flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he rushed to Yang Xiudao.

"I haven't thought about the rest yet~" Yang Xiu scratched his head with a simple expression.

Of course, Yang Xiu deliberately didn't finish it.

Such a good reason, it would be too wasteful to use it up once, Yang Xiu had already made up his mind, and he was going to squat in the pit of Xiaomeng Mountain and not move the nest, the conditions here are really good.

Lin Shuangchen looked down at the paper in his hand, and his eyes were obviously a little reluctant to leave the thousand-character text on it. Yang Xiu looked at the beautiful master in front of him with interest, feeling that the other party was like a little girl holding her favorite toy, and her focused expression was cute.

Lin Shuangchen finally handed the thousand-character text back to Yang Xiu, the reluctance in his eyes was fleeting, and said, "If you have this kind of thought, you should hand it over directly to your Uncle Liu." And then let the head pass this thousand-character text to the disciples, wouldn't it be better for the Heavenly Book Pavilion?"

"Master, don't talk about it!"

Yang Xiu folded the paper and stuffed it into his arms, and when he heard this, he hurriedly said: "This is my apprentice's unique skill at the bottom of the box, and it is too dazzling to take it out." Think about it, if the whole sect learns my calligraphy, then I will be busy like a dog every day, how can I cultivate~"

“...... Okay, you can stay for the time being, I'll go back and talk to the master,"

Lin Shuangchen nodded when he heard this, didn't insist any longer, and looked at Yang Xiudao: "But this article alone is not enough, you have to write a few more, it is best to make a booklet, I have already written your article on Xiaomei in the mountain garden hundreds of times." ”

Yang Xiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and when he saw a trace of cunning flashing in Lin Shuangchen's beautiful eyes, he couldn't help but smile, and said in his heart that his master was simple and simple, and there were not many eyes in his heart at all......

However, in exchange for a few words for a precious opportunity to cultivate in Xiaomeng Mountain, this transaction is too worthwhile, and Yang Xiu's heart has long been beautiful.

Lin Shuangchen told Yang Xiu to complete the thousand-character essay on time again, and then got up to leave.

Looking from behind, Lin Shuangchen, who had taken off his uniform, was graceful and graceful, tall and plump at the same time, making Yang Xiu's eyes straight.

However, as if sensing Yang Xiu's undisguised hot gaze behind him, Lin Shuangchen's figure suddenly turned into several phantoms, and he had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey...... Why are you running so fast......" Yang Xiu shook his head regretfully when he saw this.

This bamboo house is Lin Shuangchen's study, in addition to a soft couch and a set of tables and chairs, the room is surrounded by bookshelves, full of all kinds of books, obviously the famous Lin Shuangchen also loves to read.

As for the practice room and bedroom, Yang Xiu has not had a chance to enter it yet, and it is estimated that he will not have a chance in the future.

With Lin Shuangchen's character, he can tolerate Yang Xiu, a male disciple, staying in Xiaomeng Mountain for so long, on the one hand, because of the acquiescence of the old man Zhuji, and on the other hand, because of Yang Xiu's "literary talent", so Yang Xiu firmly grasped these two points and strived to stay in Xiaomeng Mountain for a few more days.

Looking up at the window, the old black horse was gnawing on the bamboo with relish. This old dark horse has an amazing appetite, if it weren't for the bamboo in Xiaomeng Mountain growing fast enough, this bamboo forest would have been left with only a bare bamboo pole.

"Hmm...... It doesn't seem like a good day like this~" Yang Xiu stretched his waist, looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, shook his head and said.

......

A few days later.

The environment of Xiaomeng Mountain is quiet, the sun is getting hotter and hotter, but there is no trace of heat in the mountain.

At this time, in a deep and secluded valley, Lin Shuangchen, dressed in white, was sitting on a big rock by the river, preaching and teaching to a group of heavenly disciples sitting around.

Lin Shuangchen has been extremely talented since he was a child, and he has his own unique cultivation experience, so he will pick out one day every month to teach his disciples his experience. These disciples are all elite disciples under the various elder sects, and there is no shortage of geniuses who have entered the middle and late stages of the quenching body at a young age.

This is also the reason why Tianshu Pavilion has been inherited for so many years, and it can still maintain its vigorous vitality: as long as the strength and number of core disciples can be guaranteed, this sect will not completely decay.

Dozens of disciples all held their breath, staring at Lin Shuangchen without blinking, listening carefully to every word.

Cultivating immortals in the world of preaching, you can't simply teach the Tao directly.

All immortal classics need to be comprehended by cultivators themselves, and if they understand it, they will understand it. If the cultivator himself can't understand it thoroughly, then even if someone explains it word by word, he will still be able to listen to it in a fog and not make any progress.

In ancient times, countless sages tried to translate the immortal language into the secular language of this world, so that the cognitive impairment would disappear, and it would be much easier for the human race to cultivate immortals. In just a few hundred years, the Terrans will be able to gather strength to wipe out the demons and spirits of the wild world in one fell swoop, and solve this great problem.

But since there was a historical record in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, all of these people's attempts failed without exception.

Therefore, the preaching of the immortal cultivation world is mainly about the perception and understanding in the process of cultivating immortals

And more than ten zhang away from the crowd, Yang Xian cat crouched by the creek and slaughtered and cleaned up a huge bamboo rat. (The novel "Pen Shengshu Xian" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)