Chapter 21: Humane Scripture Tactics of Warfare

Schoolwork, practice, sunrise, sunset.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the pine waves are bursting, carefree, Zhang Mo wanders in the shade of the mountains, watching the clouds rise and fall, so comfortable, it is really a beautiful life.

"Am I a poet in my bones?" Zhang Mo muttered, "Learn limerick poetry with Shen Liang?" ”

Thinking of the events of that night, the word "sleep", directly let myself sleep, sleep is really comfortable, I have never slept so comfortably, it seems that this thing can also treat insomnia.

In a passage in the ninth volume of "Jade Qing Halal Sutra", Zhang Mo had an epiphany at this time.

"Madame's body, the mystery of heaven and earth, the five internal organs, all hide the secret of the qi machine. Cultivating it with the Tao can pass through the essence of heaven and earth, understand it with the heart, and observe the reason of all things. Breathe and breathe, conform to nature, practice qi and nourish the form, in line with the Tao. Don't seek its technique from the outside, but look inside its body, the liver, wood, heart, fire, spleen, soil, lungs, gold, kidneys, water, and spirit. ”

"Isn't the human body also a masterpiece of nature, so why turn to external objects? We have a low perception of external objects and nature, low affinity, and are actually very unfamiliar with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, so it is difficult to quickly perceive them. So when I come to perceive the human body, don't I also perceive nature? ”

Ji Chen's thick and undulating words rang in his ears again.

"Cangsheng looked up at the curved trend of Kuixing, looked down at the texture of the turtle's back, the claw marks of birds and beasts, the shape of mountains and rivers, and the fingerprints of his palms, and was inspired by it, and created hieroglyphs according to the shape of things.

Zhang Mo looked at the white clouds in the sky, pondering, "Cangsheng has two eyes and four eyes, it seems that he has an extremely deep understanding of external objects and the outside world, maybe what he sees with his four eyes is different from us, he may see through the nature of nature at a glance, so he feels deeply, but ordinary people can't."

Thinking of this, as if a lightning bolt hit his head, he had a bright light, "Yes, then we ordinary people, why don't we find another way, just realize ourselves, just like sleeping words, feeling the things in our bodies, it's not simple?" ”。

From this moment on, the 'Humane Scripture Warfare' slowly took shape in Zhang Mo's mind.

"Since there is humanity, then the scriptures can also be classified, divided into four categories: heavenly, earthly, humanitarian, and Shinto, and each scripture is then divided into grades according to its power, so that it will not be grabbed by eyebrows and mustaches."

"The current teaching is too rigid, Teacher Ji Chen is really good, but he can't classify and teach people."

"Haha, haha, I'm still a little talented!" Zhang Mo was secretly delighted, "These teachers are also dogmatic, and they have always let students understand nature and nature, and they don't have any personal experience at all!" ”。

"This is a chance, you have to try your own scriptures and see how it works", Zhang Mo muttered to himself.

At night, only a bright moon hangs high above the Anpingju Garden, adding a touch of silver glow to this quiet courtyard.

Zhang Mo sat on the bamboo bed in the room, with a bright moon in front of him, and there was silence all around, only the sound of his breathing seemed to echo the soft murmur of the night wind.

He closed his eyes, condensed his mind, and felt the vitality in his body circulate in the various acupuncture points.

At this moment, he is preparing to strengthen the 16 key acupoints in his body and the 4 meridians to which he belongs through the practice of Swift Wind Walk.

This process requires a great deal of patience and fine control, and it is not impatient, and the book says that it requires at least ten days of meditation. As for the strengthening of the meridians, it takes at least a month.

As the Wind Technique unfolded, the vitality in Zhang Mo's body began to flow according to a specific trajectory, surging like a stream, gently washing every acupoint.

Those acupuncture points that were originally slightly blocked gradually became brighter under the moisture of fresh vitality, like polished jade, emitting a gentle luster.

The slight blockage in the acupuncture points used to be gradually dissipated by the effect of the Wind Technique. Zhang Mo could feel that every time the vitality passed through an acupoint, it would beat like life, and the connection between the acupoints became smoother, which gave him a deeper understanding of the mobilization of the vitality, making the use of the vitality as natural as breathing.

During the meditation, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and began to invoke his 'xenomorph true qi' to assist in strengthening.

With the entry of the 'heterogeneous true qi', soon, there were 'impurities' constantly expelled from the acupoints, and with the little expulsion of impurities, those once dim acupoints were as bright as stars after purification, and it seemed that even the night was bright.

Zhang Mo felt an unprecedented sense of transparency, his body became lighter, and even his thoughts became more agile and clear.

The aura around Zhang Mo's body gradually became holy and bright, as if he had been baptized by the moonlight, if he walked out of the small garden at this time, it would be so bright, like an immortal descending to earth.

Moreover, with the assistance of the 'Heterogeneous True Qi', the strengthening of the acupoints and meridians seems to have been greatly accelerated, and the 16 key acupoints and the 4 meridians used in the Wind Rush were originally strengthened in a month and a half, but Zhang Mo only took seven days to complete all the strengthening!

Zhang Mo couldn't figure out whether this 'alien true qi' was a curse or a blessing, he was tortured half to death before, but now it has a wonderful use, it seems that there is only misplaced true qi, and there is no useless true qi.

This learning of the wind step made Zhang Mo feel a sense of trance, and his classmates were still at the speed of the heavy wind, and he had secretly reached the second level of the wind.

The schoolwork of the wind walk has become a leisure time for the auxiliary door, and most people don't pay attention to it.

The life of a gentleman is naturally inseparable from gossip, and the disciples are all relaxed and abnormal.

After class on this day, Wei Changji seemed to be very excited, and his mouth was like a river: "The first beauty in the cultivation realm, it's a pity that it's not our Dongshengguo, it's a pity, it's a pity, otherwise you can have a glimpse."

As soon as he mentioned the beauty, Zhang Mo couldn't help but think of Ji Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but reach out and take out the purse.

The purse was gently held in his hand, as if he could feel the temperature that Ji Xiaoyu's dexterous ten fingers had touched. On the purse, embroidered with a blooming lotus flower, the lines are smooth, the colors are bright, like a real lotus gently swaying in the wind, a few drops of dew on the petals are crystal clear, vivid as if it will roll off when touched.

In his heart, a strong longing rose for no reason, and the figure of Qingli Shengxue kept appearing in his mind.

He gently stroked the texture of the purse, and Ji Xiaoyu's smile appeared in his heart, which was like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and bright, which made his heart tremble and be intoxicated.

Her smile is like a flower blooming in spring, so pure and warm.

Her gaze seems to be able to penetrate all vanity and go straight to the deepest part of her soul.

The woman who haunted him, didn't know what she was doing, thinking about it, he couldn't help sighing, and for the first time, he felt that she was really far away in the clouds, unable to see or touch.

When thinking about her, Zhang Mo always felt that she was like the clouds and mist floating in the sky, which would disperse when touched, and he couldn't see clearly.

Whenever the starlight sprinkled in the courtyard in the middle of the night, he looked inexplicably at the endless night sky, and his thoughts were ethereal.

He knew that Ji Xiaoyu was cultivating in that corner, but that place was like a fairyland in the clouds to him, out of reach.

"Ji Xiaoyu, how are you now?"

Zhang Mo thought silently in his heart, and the sighs contained infinite concern. Her shadow, from time to time, rippled in his heart lake, like the goddess of ancient legends, elegant and mysterious, untouchable but left an eternal mark.

"Who is the first beauty?" , the one who asked was Miao Zhuang, who wanted to enter the Rejuvenation Hall as a master of the elixir.

The girls in the class also became interested when they heard the boys talk about this.

Wei Changji smiled and said leisurely: "Mu Yunxi! This woman is beautiful and incomprehensible, it is said that there is a show to see her, and since then she has been fascinated, she has not thought about tea and dinner, and soon she will die, which is really a fascination with the existence of people. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?" The girl Cai He covered her mouth and smiled.

"Wei Changji, don't meet Mu Yunxi, otherwise you will also be fascinated," Pan Xiao, a girl with baby fat, quipped.

Wei Changji's face was straight, he looked Pan Xiao up and down, and said, "Pan Xiao, I like my fair lady, but I also like Ao when I am chubby."

"you, who's fat", Pan scolded with a smile, and then smashed a book on it.

Wei Changji laughed and grabbed the book, "Getting back to business, Mu Yunxi ranks first, this is based on evidence, not nonsense, if you know who the third place is, you will know whether Mu Yunxi's first place is worthy of the name." ”

Although the two of them were joking, Zhang Mo saw it in his eyes, his eyes rolled, and he had an idea.

Wei Changji looked around and continued to guide: "The third place is in our Dongshengguo, guess boldly"

Zhang Mo listened to it with relish on the side, and he was also leisurely fascinated, young Mu Ai, who didn't think of spring, talking about these Xiuzhen beauties, he was naturally interested.

"I guess, Ji Xiaoyu and Liu Wanting of our Liuyun Sect, can the two of them be ranked?" It was the polite Tang Ren who spoke.

"Haha, it's still your Tang Ren's good eyesight, the third place is Ji Xiaoyu, and the fourth place is Liu Wanting", Wei Changji said: "Xiaoyu Wanting, Liuyun Shuangshu, can only rank third or fourth, now I know that this ranking is not worthy."

Zhang Mo was surprised, happy and worried when he heard it, and was surprised that Ji Xiaoyu was so famous! I'm glad that I have such a good vision, but I'm worried that there are so many suitors and competitors.

Tang Ren nodded and said, "Liu Wanting, I was fortunate to meet once, she really has the appearance of a closed moon and a shy flower", said and looked up at the window, sighed, a little stunned.

"Tang Ren, don't daydream, I heard that the martial artist and the genius Junyan on the Taoist side are lining up to chase these two, don't think about it," Wei Changji quipped.

"Ji Liu and the others are already beautiful enough, this Mu Yunxi is still on top, you say how beautiful this is, it's a pity that you can't see it", Wei Changji sighed.

"Brother Changji, don't sigh", a voice floated from outside the door, and without looking at people, he knew that it was Shen Liang who came.

Sure enough, the door curtain was lifted, and Shen Liang walked in with a fan.

"Brother Guangming, you are not cultivating in Juling Peak, what are you doing when you come to our auxiliary sect?" When Wei Changji saw that someone was coming to steal the limelight from him, his tone became unfriendly.