"No need to be polite..."

Zhang Yangming sat at the table with a gloomy expression.

Zhang Xiuyuan, on the other hand, got up, respectfully poured tea for the master, and asked with a smile, "Master's practice today is over?" ”

"Practice?"

Zhang Yangming only shook his head, took a sip of the teacup, and asked, "What is cultivation?" ”

Zhang Xiuyuan frowned slightly, and responded: "Master said that cultivation is a process of seeing the nature of the mind and seeing the heart. ”

"Seeing the nature of the heart can see the heart."

Zhang Yangming was dejected and muttered what he had said, and his expression was a little dazed.

He looked at the smoke and rain outside the window, thinking of the dust in his heart, breeding demonic thoughts, he only felt dizzy, and the bloodshot in his eyes was a little thicker.

Zhang Xiuyuan saw that his master was like that, only when his hysteria was committed again, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, are you okay?" ”

“……”

"Master!!"

“……”

Zhang Yangming's face was blue and white for a while, and he coughed violently a few times with his waist bowed and covered his mouth, and the movement was so loud that he seemed to cough out his lungs.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuyuan hurriedly patted his back and smoothed his breath, and when he saw that his master's hand was still a little red, his face couldn't help but change.

"Master, you ......"

"Something went wrong in my cultivation and hurt the Lung Sutra, it's just a trivial matter."

After Zhang Yangming came back to his senses, he waved his hand to interrupt his words, and explained: "Go to the meditation room of the Heart Cultivation Hall and help me get the pills on the table." ”

"Yes..."

Zhang Xiuyuan didn't dare to delay, and ran to the Heart Cultivation Hall in three steps and two steps after going out.

Zhang Yangming looked at his back running into the rain curtain with gloomy eyes, his face was full of struggle and entanglement, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Like me, like me, like me, but unfortunately not me."

The arrangement of the meditation room of the Palace of Nourishing Heart is like a messy and dark study, with a futon in the room, several bookcases full of ancient books placed against the wall, and murals painted on the blank walls and some small poems...

Some of the ancient books had a thick layer of dust on them, some were thrown to the ground, and when the door was pushed open, a few pages were turned by the wind...

This is Zhang Yangming's place of practice, and if he is not summoned, outsiders are not allowed to enter, so it is Zhang Xiuyuan, a disciple who grew up in Taixuguan since childhood, and he is also very unfamiliar with this.

Zhang Xiuyuan couldn't help frowning slightly when he stepped into the quiet room, his first feeling was that this quiet room was not clean, but full of depression.

When he saw the crooked two-line poem on the wall next to the futon, he only felt uncomfortable.

"Breathe the essence and breathe to nourish the spirit, and concentrate the dantian qi to nourish the body. Someone who learns such a technique is immortal! ”

He knew that his master was also a master of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and song when he was young.

The handwriting of the two lines of small poems in front of me is crooked, as messy as a ghost drawing.

Through the handwriting, he could even imagine that his master must have been full of madness and sickness when he wrote these two lines of poetry!

Zhang Xiuyuan didn't want to think about it, he found a bottle of pills on the table, and just about to take it back, he seemed to find something, and his eyes fell on an ancient book on the corner of the table.

The cover of the ancient book seemed to be made of some kind of leather, and it was printed with four dark red and blood-like fonts of "The Law of Seizing the Foundation", which looked extremely evil.

For some reason, when he saw the ancient book, his heart beat a little faster, and the ghost made him open the book cover...

When he saw the contents of the ancient books, Zhang Xiuyuan only felt that the world was turned upside down and his scalp was numb.

The beginning of that ancient book describes a kind of cultivator in this world called 'Qi Refiner'.

This kind of cultivator can call the wind and rain, scatter beans into soldiers, which is very different from the ordinary people who practice martial arts, and it is rumored that those who practice the highest depths can even go to the false and the true to prove the position of 'true immortal'.

Its cultivation system can be roughly divided into five realms and nine folds, namely: refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to the void, refining the void and merging the way, and the rumored position of 'true immortal'.

This realm of refining and refining qi is the so-called acquired and congenital, and the acquired aura of the whole body has become innate vitality.

Qi refiners in this realm can enjoy a lifespan of three hundred, enter and exit the world, and are also at ease against thirty or fifty high-rollers, and the innate martial artist is no longer an opponent.

For the vast majority of Qi Refiners, refining and refining Qi was the end of their realm.

If you can cultivate to the realm of refining qi and transforming the gods, and condense the primordial gods, not only will you have a lifespan of thousands of years, but there is also a supreme avenue ahead, which can be touched;

When you practice to the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, you can fly to the sky and escape to the netherworld, and if you don't fight with others, you will have a life span of more than 3,000;

As for the realm of refining the void and the Dao, the ancient books did not explain what is different from the qi refiners in this realm, but it is no different from the rumored 'immortals', and the lifespan is even nearly 10,000 years!

As for the realm of 'true immortals', no one can peek into it...

And the 'Qi Refiner' is not something that everyone can cultivate, and you have to have an 'Immortal Fate'.

Zhang Xiuyuan had also read a lot of novels in his previous life, and he also knew that this so-called 'immortal yuan' was similar to the 'spiritual root' in the novels of his previous life, which was a rigid need for cultivating immortals.

And the ancient book in front of me, called "The Law of Seizing the Foundation", is an evil method that uses methods such as double cultivation or seizure to take other people's 'immortal fate' as their own!

What made him shudder the most was that the pages of this "Law of Seizing the Foundation" had been worn out, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was caused by years of reading!

Master Zhang Yangming didn't let himself and his junior sister come to the ashram, and he was alone in the ashram to study the "Method of Seizing the Foundation"!?

Zhang Xiuyuan's breath stagnated, as if he thought of something, the hairs on his back stood up...

Thinking of his master's character and his abnormal behavior in recent years, he hurriedly discarded the distracting thoughts in his heart, closed the ancient book, and walked out of the ashram with the jade bottle.

When I returned to my room, I saw that the master was still sitting at the table, looking at the smoke and rain outside the window in a daze, looking very lonely.

He cautiously handed over the jade bottle in his hand and asked, "Master, but this flavor pill?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Yangming seemed to come back to his senses when he heard this, took the jade bottle and took out the pills in it, and took one pill with tea.

As he took the pill, his face became better, and he asked casually, "Xiuyuan, how many years have you been too vain?" ”

"Back to Master..."

Zhang Xiuyuan replied respectfully: "It has been eighteen years since I was taken back to the mountain gate by the master. ”

"It's really fast~"

Zhang Yangming looked nostalgic when he heard this, and sighed: "As a teacher, I remember that you were extremely smart when you were a child, and you learned everything as soon as you learned it, and all your senior brothers called you a little prodigy." ”

"Master has an overreputation..."

Zhang Xiuyuan smiled abruptly, and replied without arrogance or impatience: "I'm just a little smart, how can I compare to the senior brothers at that time." ”

He knew that he was just a human being in two lives, and he was just integrating into this world with an adult soul, and he was far from being a prodigy.

"Don't be too humble..."

Zhang Yangming seemed to have thought of something interesting, and joked with a smile: "Except for the time when you almost drowned when you climbed into the prayer pool, you deserve to be called a prodigy at other times." ”

“……”

After this reminder, Zhang Xiuyuan also thought of the fact that he almost drowned in the prayer pool in order to travel back, and at the same time he felt some emotion in his heart.

Zhang Yangming smiled when he saw this, and suddenly asked: "In the years of being wasted in Taixuguan, do you complain about being a teacher?" ”

"Master laughed..."

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head, and said with a straight face: "If there is no master to adopt, the disciple would have become a meat porridge in the pot and a floating corpse in the prayer pool, and the grace of recreation cannot be repaid, so how can we talk about resentment?" ”

"Just don't complain about being a teacher..."

Zhang Yangming bowed his head slightly, and sighed: "I have been delayed for so many years as a teacher, and the disciples of the sect have walked and scattered, and you and Miaoshan have never learned anything from being a teacher, but they have stayed in Taixuguan until now, which is not easy." ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Master, do you mind that the senior brothers are still vulgar?" ”

"Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn."

Zhang Yangming shook his head, "The teacher was trapped by the immortal fate, the spiritual platform was covered with dust, and the too virtual view has been abandoned for more than ten years, they are still vulgar and right, and they don't mind being a teacher." ”

"Immortal Yuan, Immortal Yuan......"

Zhang Xiuyuan sighed and asked meaningfully, "Master, is the fairy fate really that important?" ”

“……”

"Master, you also said just now that life is a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn. With this realization, why do you have to stick to the path of immortals? ”

“……”

Zhang Yangming lowered his eyebrows, there seemed to be two figures in his bloodshot eyes, one black and one white, the face of the black robe was full of gloom and fierceness, and the face of the white robe was full of sadness and misery...

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "Xiuyuan, there are some things that you don't understand..."