Chapter 52 Quiet and inaction, inaction

In front of Wu Changqing were a few books on the Daomen swordsmanship that he had comprehended last night.

"Qingyu Sword Technique", "Taiming Sword Record", "Qingfeng Sword Technique", "Demon Slaying Peach Wood Technique".

After a night of enlightenment and comprehension.

Inadvertently, he used his aura to cultivate such a delicate little sword in the sea of knowledge.

The system didn't prompt him to say that he had realized something.

Since the system doesn't prompt, it means that the thing he has learned is not complete.

But through the texts he understood, he was able to make a preliminary judgment.

This should be similar to something like a human sword embryo.

Just like those born sword embryos in this world, they have been fond of swords since they were children, and they are even more handy when they practice swordsmanship.

Far from being comparable to a very human.

Wudang Mountain has the first sword king Xiaoping.

And that Dragon and Tiger Mountain has swordsmanship that can be comparable to Wang Xiaoping's swordsmanship.

His name is Qi Xianxia.

There was a proverb of an immortal in Longhu Mountain, saying that after Lu Zu's army was dissolved, Lu Zu's sword embryo was divided into three, and one of them fell on this Qi Xianxia.

Qi Xianxia is destined to be the person who will carry the sword path of the Dao Gate in the future.

It can be seen that the person who has the sword embryo is a natural genius for learning the sword.

"I just haven't heard of it, the sword embryo is still acquired."

Wu Changqing couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

But unintentionally, he groped and researched his own acquired sword embryo?

And this sword embryo has not yet been perfected, and when it is completely perfected, it will not be much worse than the innate sword fetus.

In the future, if Wu Changqing wants to comprehend the Immortal Sword, it will be much smoother.

Knock knock.

There was a knock at the door from outside.

"Senior brother, someone wants to see Lord Zhao Min."

Hong Hee-sang's voice came from outside the door.

Wu Changqing turned his head to look at Zhao Min, who was looking at him in a daze.

"Looks like it's time for you to leave."

He said something inexplicable, and Zhao Min's face suddenly looked bad.

She doesn't want to go, who can let her go.

She just wanted to play a violent temper and say "I won't leave".

saw that Wu Changqing had already come to the door and slowly opened the door.

"County Lord, the second elder of Xuan Ming begs the county lord to return to the Great Yuan Kingdom immediately with us and the others."

The voices of the deercanter and the crane penman sounded together at the outer door.

Zhao Min snorted lightly, got up and walked directly to the door.

I saw the two elders of Xuan Ming kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the ground.

"You ......"

Zhao Min obviously didn't want to leave Wudang Mountain.

To be precise, she didn't want to leave the young man in white in her dreams.

"Senior brother, I'm a little hungry, please go eat roast chicken."

Wu Changqing didn't want to get involved in Zhao Min's affairs.

gave Hong Xixiang a look, and immediately put his arm around Hong Xixiang's shoulders and drilled towards the mountain forest.

When he left, he didn't forget to wave his hand, close the door of the Scripture Pavilion, and imprint a talisman on it.

"Senior brother, how can you improve the Dao Fa?"

"How do you feel that your Dao is abundant, as if there is a sword in your heart, and your eyes contain a fierce color."

The two walked into the forest shoulder to shoulder.

Hong Xixiang said with some curiosity.

Hong Xixiang is only fourteen years old now, but his Taoism is directly proportional to his status.

Uncle Wudang Mountain's little uncle has truly reached the level of uncle.

At the beginning, Wu Changqing looked at Hong Xixiang's honest appearance, and did not explore his cultivation.

At this moment, Hong Xixiang said a word to reveal the essence of his night.

couldn't help but re-examine his senior brother.

Under his deliberate investigation, he was stunned to find out.

Hong Xixiang, who is only fourteen years old, has already stepped into the first-grade realm, which is the stage in the first-grade realm.

But it's a little vague.

It's not like a finger that can be directly entered by the Dao Gate, nor is it like King Kong with a strong physique, and it's not like a celestial phenomenon that can connect heaven and earth with qi.

It is an extremely esoteric state of realm.

"Senior brother is not shallow, and he can see the changes in me overnight at a glance."

Wu Changqing wanted to talk to Hong Xi and ask the other party where he was in his cultivation now.

"I'm fine, I didn't work hard to get enlightened."

"It's just that when I'm free, I go to the mountains to see the stream, and I go to the back mountain to see the sea of clouds, if I wasn't met by my senior brother, I rarely read the Taoist classics."

Hong Xixiang said with a smile.

Wu Changqing seemed to be stunned.

Hong Xixiang, who has the fourth body, is originally adhering to the fortune of heaven, and to put it bluntly, he is a natural embryo of heaven.

Then follow the Daomen's consistent rule of inaction, pure and peaceful disposition.

Naturally, a rising tide lifts all boats.

In such a comparison, Hong Xi is more like an open person than himself......

[Ding, you have touched the essence of Taoism from Hong Xixiang's quiet and inactive state, and realized the mind of inaction. 】

[When you are in a state of mind without action and distractions, you will understand the truth of heaven, exercises, strength and realm will be improved to varying degrees. 】

Wu Changqing's footsteps froze, and his face was stunned.

It was a real bonus.

How to do nothing?

Isn't this just that you can become stronger as long as you are rotten?

I'm still practicing a hammer? After a hundred and eighty years, maybe I will become an immortal naturally......

Wu Changqing, who was in a good mood, even wanted to invite Hong Xixiang, a nobleman, to eat a pheasant version of the Manchu Han banquet as a reward.

Hong Xixiang, who was listening, turned pale and hurriedly waved his hand.

It is also full of Han seats.

Just after breaking the meat ring last time, he let him be punished by the ten major boards that the Great Elder personally used.

It hurt so much that he didn't dare to hit his ass on the ground for three days.

If he really eats a full banquet of meat and Han, he should go down the mountain......

The two had a commotion.

In the end, Hong Xixiang insisted on watching Wu Changqing finish eating a Su Xiang pheasant, and he kept swallowing saliva on the side.

Wu Changqing, who is in a good mood.

Suddenly, I felt that the aura in my body was more abundant.

Perhaps it was the non-action method that played a role, allowing him to inadvertently speed up the absorption of aura.

When Wu Changqing and Hong Xixiang returned to the front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

I saw Zhao Min sitting on the stone steps in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with his knees crossed.

His eyes looked at the ground and he was slightly distracted.

I saw Wu Changqing come back.

She got up slowly and walked towards Wu Changqing with an expressionless face.

"Now, here's for you."

"I'm leaving."

"When I come to you next time, I'll ask you for this hairpin."

Zhao Min came to Wu Changqing.

Directly take off the hairpin that he used to coil his hair, and three thousand green silks fell like a waterfall.

At this moment, Zhao Min is like the brightest flower in the world.

Delicate and moving.

Wu Changqing looked at the golden scale hairpin that Zhao Min stretched out his hand to hand over, and was still hesitating to take this incomparably complex thing with cause and effect.

Hong Xixiang turned his head to look away, and he didn't get involved in Wu Changqing's matter.

Wu Changqing looked up at Zhao Min's delicate but somewhat unhappy cheeks.

Smiled, just wanted to refuse.

As a result, Zhao Min directly rushed to him before he spoke, and directly stuffed the hairpin into his hand.

Then he passed by Wu Changqing directly.

trotted all the way out of the front of the scripture pavilion.