“…………”

Zhang Jingqing shook his head with a smile, and he said, how can he be so easy to change as an apprentice, but compared to before, he still has some growth.

"Eat whatever you want, we'll talk about it when you're done!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Zhiwei went to get a pair of chopsticks and was about to put down the chopsticks, when he saw that there was no wine in the master's wine glass, he wanted to fill it, but the master pressed his hand.

"Don't be in a hurry, eat the vegetables first, it's not time to drink yet."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, "Do you still have hours to drink?" ”

"Natural score," Zhang Jingqing said, "This is our medicinal wine in Longhu Mountain, which is the most nourishing, and you have to drink it according to the time of day." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei sat upright and listened attentively.

Zhang Jingqing continued: "Actually, not only this medicinal wine, but also ordinary wine, it is best to drink it with the time of day, so that it will not hurt the body." ”

While speaking, Zhang Jingqing gathered Qi in his hand, drew his fingertips in the air, and wrote the word "medicine" in the air.

"The medical word of traditional Chinese medicine, there is another way to write it, 醫, and the bottom is half of the wine, so this wine is also medicine, everything to take medicine, you must conform to the time of the day, and the best time to drink wine is the unitary time!"

While speaking, Zhang Jingqing glanced at the clock next to him, and when he saw that the time had come, he motioned to Zhang Zhiwei to pour wine.

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the wine jug, filled it for the master first, and then poured himself a glass.

Zhang Jingqing picked up the wine glass, turned it between his fingers, and said:

"Drinking wine in the unitary time, not only does not hurt the body, but also nourishes, Zhiwei, wine can benefit people, but also can harm people, although your life cultivation is high, and the cow drink is fine, but why do you want to do things that are beneficial to yourself into things that are harmful to yourself?"

"What Master said is that Zhiwei remembers!" Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

"Take a sip of this medicinal wine and feel it!" Zhang Jingqing said.

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the wine glass and took a shallow sip, the rich aroma of wine spread out in his mouth, turning into a pure Qi, and entering the body along a special trajectory of Xingqi.

In an instant, Zhang Zhiwei felt that his entire abdomen was warm, and he was a little surprised:

"Master, this medicinal wine is so effective, this sip is worthy of half a day of penance!"

Zhang Jingqing also took a sip of wine: "Wine is the essence of food, there is an old saying that is good, wine can strengthen courage, drink wine, from the foot less yang gallbladder meridian, all the way to the lower dantian, this is the line of the yang ming meridian, so you will feel very effective." ”

Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile: "This eating and drinking is also a way of cultivation!" ”

Inexplicably, Zhang Zhiwei remembered that among the thirty-six thieves, Ruan Feng, who comprehended the six library immortal thieves, was very good at this.

Zhang Jingqing nodded: "Naturally, it is so, and it is also broad and profound." What you practice is Nei Dan Gong, and what you practice is the essence, qi, and spirit in your body. But don't forget the origin of my name Longhu Mountain! ”

Zhang Zhiwei said: "I know this, our Longhu Mountain was originally called Yunjin Mountain, it was the ancestor who refined the elixir here, when the Dan was completed, Qi ran through Changhong, turned into a dragon and a tiger, entrenched in the sky, a radius of 100 miles, all clearly visible, so Yunjin Mountain was renamed Longhu Mountain!" ”

Zhang Jingqing nodded with satisfaction, fortunately, this problem did not forget the origin of his own dojo, otherwise, he would have to lose his temper.

Zhang Jingqing continued: "This is the ultimate of 'eating', and the way of Waidan!" ”

Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said, "Master, but our Heavenly Master's Mansion doesn't seem to have a special teaching of Waidan!" ”

"Do you know why you don't teach it?" Zhang Jingqing asked.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while: "Worried about being too addicted to this path and neglecting your own practice? ”

Zhang Jingqing nodded and said: "There are factors in this regard, but more importantly, the Wai Dan is to refine the vitality of heaven and earth for its own use, this is the saint's humanity, also called the saint thief, the thief who steals." ”

"It means that only saints have the ability to steal it for their own use without being counterattacked, we are all ordinary people, our skills are not enough, and if we are too deeply involved in this way, we will only harm ourselves!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei thought about it, the name of the saint thief is very familiar, the six library immortal thieves in the Eight Wonder Techniques, is the saint thief, known as the essence of heaven and earth, replenishing his own innate Qi, and the art of immortality.

It sounds very beautiful, but the people who cultivate it have obviously not lived for many years, and even some mortals have not lived long, but they have become some people who are not ghosts, not saints, but they have been involved in the methods of saints, is it not worthy of virtue.

Zhang Jingqing continued: "The way of the Wai Dan is a kind of sage thief, generally speaking, stealing the vitality of heaven and earth and using it to supplement oneself is called sage thief. ”

"And among a series of saint theft methods, incense fire Shinto is one of the top ones."

"People come from heaven and earth, and they will return to heaven and earth, and people consume themselves all the time, but incense Shinto can use the power of faith to collect these powers that overflow into heaven and earth for their own use."

"This method is very clever, but if you want to wear its crown, you must bear its weight, and your skills are not strong, and you can't resist it. As the so-called saints do not die, the thieves do not stop, Zhiwei, you must do what you can, although the power of faith is good, but you can't indulge! ”

Zhang Jingqing said earnestly, he had already seen the power of faith around Zhang Zhiwei.

Thinking of the rampant remarks made by Zhang Zhiwei in the Lu family compound last time, I don't know what happened.

"Master, I know in my heart that at any time, the cultivation of life comes first, and over the years, I have not slacked off for a day!"

Zhang Zhiwei said solemnly.

"At this point, I can rest assured as a teacher!"

Zhang Jingqing nodded, although his apprentice likes to use any means, but his pursuit of life is consistent.

The flowers gradually became charming, and he was not affected by those powerful side techniques, which delayed his own Dao, which was rare, and it was also the point that he was most satisfied with Zhang Zhiwei.

"Since you know it in your heart, then you can rest assured as a teacher, you go down!"

Zhang Jingqing waved his hand and said.

Zhang Zhiwei's strength is improving, and Zhang Jingqing is slowly letting go, he is now more of a pointer than interfering like before.

Zhang Zhiwei hurriedly took a few bites of food, and muttered while eating:

"Hmm...... That master, the Dharma Jar, Uncle Shi said that I will come to you after condensing the Dharma Urn, don't you say something? ”

Zhang Jingqing said: "The matter of the Fa Gong, the teacher already knows, tomorrow morning, the teacher will let your Uncle Zhang Yi raise the altar to practice, and report to you the gods in the Dharma lineage!" ”

Zhang Jingqing was not surprised that Zhang Zhiwei condensed the magic pot so quickly, and his life was cultivated as the king of the inner and outer saints, and it was not easy to condense a small five-grade magic urn.

As for why Zhang Yi went to do it, it was because the conferral conference was usually presided over by three masters.

These three masters are the Transmission Master, the Supervisor Master, and the Baoju Master.

As a celestial master, Zhang Jingqing is one of the supervisors and is responsible for overseeing the entire puja.

And Zhang Yi is a master of the degree, responsible for raising the altar and telling the gods in the lineage.

"Master, can't this be done until the next Yuan Festival's conferral conference?" Zhang Zhiwei was a little surprised that the master would open a small stove for him.

Zhang Jingqing lowered his head and ate the vegetables: "Zhiwei, don't you remember, the teacher once taught you, you must know how to be flexible, you must not be rigid, and when the time comes, you will have to participate in the ceremony at the next Yuan Festival." ”

"Master, I understand, get on the bus first, and then make up the ticket."

"No, you don't understand, what the teacher means is that during the Xia Yuan Festival conferral conference, you have to go to participate in the addition ceremony of the three-grade Dharma urn!" Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice.

Zhang Zhiwei: "............"

"There isn't much time left for the next Yuan Festival, will it be ...... Somewhat...... It's too urgent! Zhang Zhiwei said tentatively.

Zhang Jingqing's eyes widened: "If you can't do it, as a teacher, I will tie you to your Dongfeng sword, and sacrifice a flying sword from Tianmen Mountain to you!" ”

Zhang Zhiwei: "............"

He could see that the master was still angry about the last time he used a flying sword to slash him.

This place is not to stay for long!

"I know, I know, Master, I'm full, I'll go back to practice first!"

Zhang Zhiwei got up, poured Zhang Jingqing a full glass of wine, and then hurriedly walked away.

If I continue to stay, I am afraid that I will be beaten for holding chopsticks in my right hand.

"This kid ......"

Zhang Jingqing picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and immediately smiled, and said in his heart If you kid can do it, take the flying sword to lead the thunder to become a teacher, forget it, if you can't do it, then you will suffer an old sin.

Zhang Zhiwei returned to his room and began to settle down.

In the past, when he practiced, he had to examine his body three times to check and fill in the gaps, but now he has one more step, that is, to draw out the true fire of samadhi and refine the power of faith in his body.

After the refining was completed, the whole person was much more relaxed, and Zhang Zhiwei collected those pure faith powers into the upper dantian.

Subsequently, with his own observation, combined with the observation method of the heart ape, he began to test himself inch by inch.

After making an adjustment to the overall situation and putting himself in the best condition, Zhang Zhiwei began to temper his life.

Early the next morning.

A pinprick-like pain passed down Zhang Zhiwei's wrist to his brain, and before he could react, a cold feeling soaked in his heart returned to his wrist.

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes and looked at his wrist.

The magic basket on his wrist flickered, and the seal inscription on it was rearranged.

Soon, a Dharma urn that was different from the "Taishang Three and Five Gong Sutra Urns" appeared, which was the "Taishang Zhengyi Alliance Wei Jing Jar".

"Master and Uncle are really efficient, the next level of the Dharma Urn is the "Shangqing Three Caves and Five Thunder Sutras", if you want to condense successfully, you need to know the "Three Qing Sutras" and engrave it on the Dharma Jar! ”

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, "Sanqing Sutra", also known as "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing", "Thirty-nine Chapters Sutra", as the name suggests, there are thirty-nine scriptures, the content is broad and profound, obscure, and it is not easy to engrave all of them into the Dharma urn.

"Among the Daomen high merits, which one does not take ten or eight years to complete, and now it is only a few months away from the Xia Yuan Festival, and the master made this request, making it clear that he wants to avenge the sword!"

"Well, don't worry about this beforehand, Master can't really fly me out with a flying sword, I'll first find some ability to adapt to the 'Taishang Zhengyi Alliance Mighty Sutra'!"

Zhang Zhiwei got up and went out and went straight to the Daozang Palace.

Meanwhile.

On the stone steps of Longhu Mountain, a white wearing a strong suit is climbing the mountain with a little fat man wearing a red horse coat and a middle parted head.

"Lu Ci, do you really want to go to Senior Brother Zhang for advice again?"

Wang Ai looked at Lu Ci, who was full of fighting spirit, and was very puzzled, why did he rush to find abuse?

The last time I was beaten like a chick, haven't you enjoyed it yet?

Lu Ci turned his head to look at Wang Ai and said, "I've made a lot of progress recently!" ”

Wang Ai muttered in a low voice: "No matter how much progress you make, isn't it the same as looking for abuse?" ”

Lu Ci's ears were sharp, and when he heard Wang Ai's self-talk, he glared at him fiercely:

"Fatty, the important thing is not to find abuse, the important thing is to harvest, Uncle Wang told me, let you also go and consult Senior Brother Zhang."

I don't want to put my face in the face and let people slap it? When I'm a silly hat......

Wang Ai complained in his heart, looked at the long staircase, and said:

"By the way, Lu Ci, why don't we rest at the bottom of the mountain, eat something delicious, and wait for Lu Jin by the way."

"Don't wait for him!"

Lu Ci refused without thinking about it, but he was thinking in his heart, wait for him, I will be stupid!

I went up the mountain before him to talk to Senior Brother Zhang, and he couldn't see the scene of his abuse.

When he goes up the mountain to learn from Senior Brother Zhang, he will be able to watch a good show.

(End of chapter)