Chapter 11: Taiyi Immortal

"One copper plate, two copper plates ......"

"Ahhhh The little Taoist priest shook his head painfully: "Why are there only thirty-two copper plates left, there is still a month before the next collection, and it is only the middle of the month, what will I do with the next time!" Is it true that you really want to take out the classics inherited by the sect and sell them? ”

"But are those things all sutras? Which Dao vein doesn't have it! Except for the centuries-old original texts in our view, which are still valuable, the rest have been used for more than ten years, and no one may want to give them away. But before the old man died, he asked me to make a poisonous oath that I would never sell those original texts, saying that even if I sold this Taoist temple, I couldn't sell those few broken books. But he didn't want to think about it, without this Taoist temple, where could I go with my books? Xiao Dao walked to the mourning hall behind the Taoist temple and looked at the dense tablet: "Besides, without this Taoist temple, where are the tablets of the ancestors of the past dynasties?" ”

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest looked at the already bright sky outside, picked up the cleaning tools, and began to carefully clean up the dust around the tablet, but just when he cleaned up the tablet of the Songxi Daoist, a ray of clear light rose, and the little Taoist blinked his eyes and frowned: "Could it be that the porridge is too thin these days?" I'm blinded by hunger? ”

Shaking his head, the little Taoist priest continued to clean up the mourning hall, and when everything was cleaned up, he simply drank some water, took a sip of steamed buns, filled his stomach, and went back to the bedroom to lie down.

His eyes were closed, a ray of clear light rose, and the little Taoist priest fell into a coma in an instant.

"Where am I?" The little Taoist priest turned his head to look around, and saw that the surrounding auspicious light was bursting, the rui qi was gathered, and there were lotus flowers blooming above the auspicious clouds, and in front of him there was a Taoist wearing a lotus crown, wearing a longevity robe, and his face was not clear, sitting on the lotus platform.

"You are the descendant of the seventy-sixth generation of my True Martial Arts." Obviously it was a questioning word, but the other party said affirmation, the little Taoist priest also nodded instinctively when he heard this, and then said curiously: "Dare to ask who Gao Gong is, and where is this place?" ”

"There is no tripod, there is no tripod. The world does not know it, but it is true that it is drunk. Gold and silver are the peaks, how do they match? ”

"Yellow and white match." Orphans were born, and the little Taoist priest who was forced to learn various Taoist scriptures since he was a child answered instinctively.

"Ignite the gold and silver, and help the poor. Nine turns Dan into Xi, the gods admire. At the beginning of the foundation, lead with geometry? ”

"Lead with four-nine."

"What is the first disease of cultivation?"

"The Tao has innate and acquired, and the congenital is a little bit of true lead. Ignorance of true lead, obsessed nature, this is the first disease of cultivation. ”

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The two of them asked and answered for a long time, and the little Taoist priest became more and more energetic the more he talked, and at the same time vaguely groped for some cultivation tricks.

"That's it for today, and I'll come back tomorrow!" The Taoist sitting on the lotus seat waved his hand and whisked the dust in his hand, and the little Taoist priest woke up in a daze, the sun looked out the window, and the sun was setting, but he slept for an afternoon.

"Strange, why am I not hungry?" The little Taoist priest stood up, not the slightest dizziness caused by his usual hunger, but felt that his limbs were full of strength. Yuan Qing, who was hidden in the shadows, sighed slightly and shook his head secretly.

'There is not much difference between the people of this heaven and earth and the people of the main world, but there is no influence of the power of the spiritual world in heaven and earth, and naturally there is no so-called spiritual wit and spiritual rhyme, which also means that the cultivation of individuals in this world can only rely on the essence of the five grains that they can digest by themselves. Therefore, all the cultivation methods in the main world cannot be used, and in the same way, part of the content of the martial arts in the main world, after losing the spiritual and spiritual charm of the outside world, and it is impossible to forcibly cultivate as the inheritance of this heaven and earth, and it is only possible to practice five labors and seven injuries by oneself. ’

On the contrary, the various cultivation methods left by the Songxi Dao people, as a local breeding method, are themselves very suitable for the meridians of the human body in this world, especially the immortal pine health maintenance technique he founded in his later years, with the breath of Qingwei Palace, and with my mana, it is a very suitable method for washing the meridians of this party. And the only problem with this method is that the consumption is not proportional to the result......

Feeling the small half mana consumed in one afternoon, as well as the changes in the little Taoist priest in front of him, Yuan Qingwei felt that it was not worth it, and the most important thing was that there was no erosion of the power of the spirit world in this heaven and earth itself, which also meant that Yuan Qingwei could not make up for the lack of mana by himself, and he must now quickly establish faith in order to facilitate his actions.

In the following time, while exploring the underworld, Yuan Qingwei continued to guide the little Taoist priest to practice with the method of dreaming, and at the same time, he also walked around the Taoist temple, extracted the right material from the grass and trees, and used it to supplement the little Taoist's cultivation needs after refining it with mana.

So much so that the little Taoist priest only worked hard for a few days and months, but he had a fairly good internal strength.

On this day, Yuan Qingwei preached with the little Taoist priest as usual, but after finishing speaking, he did not send him away, but asked: "I see that you are absent-minded when you listen to the lecture today, and you seem to have something to say?" ”

The little Taoist priest who had never thought of such a change was stunned, recalled his recent changes, as well as the vision in the spiritual hall that day, gritted his teeth and asked, "Dare to ask the real person, are you the ancestor of my true martial arts?" ”

"I'm not the ancestor of your True Martial Arts!" Yuan Qing shook his head slightly and explained: "However, I have some relationship with your True Martial Ancestry, and I can be regarded as a friend of your True Martial Ancestor's ancestor Songxi Daoist. In the past, there was civil strife in your Zhenwu lineage, and the people of Songxi Dao were worried that the inheritance would be cut off, so before it was destroyed, please ask me to preserve the classics of your Zhenwu lineage. Later, I was fortunate enough to fly to Taiyi Immortal Heaven, which can be regarded as a hope for immortality, some time ago, I found that your lineage was in danger of being cut off, so I hereby descended my spiritual sense, completed your classics, and instructed you to practice and enter the Tao. ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he immediately threw himself on the ground and bowed.

To tell the truth, although the Little Taoist lineage is called the true martial descendant inheritance of the Songxi lineage, there are actually some things that need to be debated. At that time, the first line of Songxi Dao people broke off the inheritance during the civil strife in Zhenwu, but as a great lineage, it naturally has a mechanism to prevent the inheritance from being severed.

The vein of the little Taoist priest is the result of the operation of that mechanism.

It's just a pity that people go to tea and cool, no matter how good their ideas are, they can't compare to people's hearts, although the little Taoist lineage has obtained the orthodox name in legal theory, and has also inherited the corresponding spiritual position, and even the inheritance of the law lineage has also fallen into their hands. But about martial arts, about some secret Taoist scriptures, but not much inheritance, basically the products of reproduction, the few originals, most of them are picked up.

Therefore, Yuan Qingwei's recognition of him at this time can actually be regarded as a recognition of them.

Looking at the little Taoist priest crying bitterly below, Yuan Qing sighed slightly, and instructed him to carefully read the ancestral scriptures.

Since it is to pick the remaining things, the few original texts in the hands of the little Taoist priest naturally cannot be the original original texts of the Zhenwu lineage.

The so-called original texts should be the source of a culture, that is, the original and most primitive texts of an idea, concept, and genre, which need to be unembellished, interpreted, or interpreted, and each book has an extraordinary meaning.

But coincidentally, the original scriptures inherited in the hands of the little Taoist priest are the original scriptures of Zhenwu re-copied by the Songxi Daoists in the past, which more or less contain some understanding of the Songxi Daoists.

Songxi Daoren himself is superb in Taoism, and his spirit is influenced by the Qingwei Palace, and some of his understanding is also left between the lines, and all those who interpret these original texts will be more or less affected by the corresponding thinking.

This kind of influence is very subtle, and only those veteran Taoists who are refined and have an extremely sharp spirit can feel it in this world. And it is precisely this kind of miracle that makes the little Taoist's master force the little Taoist to make an oath not to sell it.

Now, under the guidance of Yuan Qingwei, the little Taoist priest read it again, and suddenly found a treasure. After getting some influence from the thinking of the Songxi Dao people, the speed of cultivation has risen sharply, and the internal cultivation is also constantly improving, so that Yuan Qingwei had to stop nourishing his body, and instead pointed out his way of life in the dream, the way of medicine and plants, and the direct application of martial arts skills.