Chapter 8: The Beginningless Path

"The child can be taught!" A glimmer of light finally appeared in the long dark night, and the journey of hundreds of millions of miles was finally ready to take the first step, this moment can be carried in the annals of history, it is a moment worth remembering and forever remembering, it is a moment that inspires people to forge ahead and boost morale, and it is a moment when it needs to be shouted out loudly to take an oath to remember, Lao Zamao's mood at this time is very excited, and his voice is trembling because of this, "Okay, Alai boy, shout out loudly and tell me, what are you going to do?"

Ah Lai stood up, the hem of his clothes moved without wind, because his feet were no longer lame, he looked so tall and majestic at this moment, his hands were put in front of his mouth, his head was half tilted, he riveted all his strength, and shouted loudly, "I, want, repair, immortal!"

A snort suddenly came out, and Ah Ying, who was so startled that he was unprepared, trembled suddenly, rolled his eyes, looked at Ah Lai in confusion, and secretly said in his heart: "This bad brother, scared the baby to death, what kind of trick is this smoking today! Cultivating immortals is cultivating immortals, howling what? Wait, what, brother wants to cultivate immortals? Do you want to be the same as these dead people? How can this happen!" For Ah Lai's unprovoked frequent self-talk, Ah Ying is used to it, and thinks that his brother is an intermittent neuropath, but when he hears that his brother wants to cultivate immortals, Ah Ying can't help but feel uneasy in his heart.

After the howl, Ah Lai gave birth to a sense of mission, life seems to have a goal and direction, which has never been experienced in the previous 18 years, the past 18 years, humiliation, inferiority, muddy, loveless, but today, it seems that the end of the cliff flew out of a road to the sky, extending to his feet, waiting for Ah to come and go.

Can't wait, Ah Lai quickly entered the state, and asked anxiously: "That, Lao Zi, how should this immortal cultivator be cultivated?"

For Ah Lai's reaction, Lao Zamao was very satisfied, so quickly he opened his mind and thought about getting started, and the ideology shook his head, "Well, yes, Lao Tzu sees that you are becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, the way to cultivate immortals, the more difficult it will be, the most important thing is that the mood must be flat all the way, and it is taboo to be anxious, so boy, don't worry, take your time, take your time, today we will first go to Tao Ben Xiandao Introductory Book, there must be a lot of immortal Dao cheats in the dead man's pile outside, and then you are good to rest for a day, tomorrow we will officially start practicing!"

"Okay!" Jumping three feet high, Ah Lai called Ah Ying, left the palace, and ran towards the pile of dead people.

"Sister, you take out all the books, silks, and bamboo slips in these dead bodies for me, I'll be useful!"

"What are the books, silk and bamboo slips, and are they delicious?" asked Ah Ying innocently.

"Eh, Ah Ying, the book silk bamboo slips are not for eating, the books and bamboo slips are the kind of pages by page or scroll by volume, which is full of words", for this sister who was born to be a snack, Ah Lai can't help but laugh.

"Is that these?" In an instant, a pile of books, silk and bamboo fell in front of Ah Lai like rain, burying Ah Lai in an instant, Ah Lai struggled to come out, and asked in his heart: "Lao Zi, which of these is what we want?"

"There are names on the books, I don't know how to read them, I have to ask Lao Tzu everything!" replied lazily.

Staring at the books around him, those covered with books that looked like tadpoles, or squares, or runes, Ah Lai scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "That, Lao Zi, it's all written on it, but they know me, I don't know them!"

"I'll go, don't tell me you're illiterate!" the old hairyman's eyes were about to pop out.

"That, you also know that I was an orphan when I was a child, and then I was adopted by the old wasteland, I haven't read a book for a day, where can I go to know how to read!" said Alai, with a red face.

"I lost your mother thunder, my fate, how could I meet you as a cripple and illiterate! You let that little girl help you find it, ouch, I'll go, it's hard to let Lao Tzu teach you to read and break words!"

"Oh, sister, sister, brother asks you a question, that, are you literate?" Ah Lai had to turn his head and ask Xiang Ah Ying.

"What is a word??," Ah Ying still looked innocent.

"It's not delicious", picked up a book beside him, Ah Lai opened it, pointed to the words on it, and continued: "That's all, do you know what is written on it?"

Tilting his head and lying on his stomach to take a look, and then his head shook like a rattle, "Brother, I don't know, what are these things, ghost drawing talismans? ”

Hope was dashed again, Ah Lai was like a deflated ball, drooping his head, and the excitement just now was poured cold by a basin of ice water, "Forget it, forget it, I'm really naΓ―ve, what kind of immortal I cultivate, I don't know a single big character, and I still think about cultivating immortals, don't cultivate, don't cultivate, I'm a waste, I know I can't do anything." ”

Crawling out of the pile of books, Ah Lai was extremely depressed, and he was ready to start walking back step by step.

"Ah Lai boy, you stop for Lao Tzu!" Seeing that Ah Lai wanted to give up, Lao Zamao was anxious, and it took so many lips and tongues to persuade this kid that it was okay to give up with such a little difficulty.

"I said you kid is not a man, don't you can't read, what's the big deal, you have to give up that big dream?" reprimanded the old man.

"You said it lightly, I don't even know a word, these books are waste paper to me, what do I repair, what do I repair!" Ah Lai was also annoyed.

"Hey, forget it, help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, who called Lao Tzu I am soft-hearted? Who called Lao Tzu bad luck! Ouch my only little divine power, if you want to waste it like this, I don't care about the boy, if you have cultivation, you have to double the amount to Lao Tzu and return it, no, ten, hundred, thousand times to Lao Tzu back!"

"Soft-hearted, soft-hearted, soft-hearted, when a thunderbolt kills a pile, I didn't see you soft-hearted!" Xiaohong sneered to herself on the side.

Ah Lai only felt that his heart thumped suddenly, and then the vast information like stars filled his mind, and Ah Lai's headache was splitting, and he couldn't help but hug his head and roll on the ground.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ah Lai's strange appearance, Ah Ying flew over and shook Ah Lai with a panicked expression.

"Headache, uh, I have a headache!" The pain continued, and Ah Ying cried anxiously, "Woo woo... , brother, don't die, if you die, Ah Ying will have no brother, Ah Ying will be your relative, woo woo... If I knew it, I would have told you not to cultivate immortals, what is the good end of cultivating immortals, it's not that everyone is lying here, woo woo woo woo ......"

A head kept rolling and trembling, a whining hand and foot at a loss, it lasted for about a quarter of an hour, Ah Lai's whole body clothes were soaked, half of them were soaked by their own cold sweat, and half of them were soaked by Ah Ying's tears, I have to say, this little girl has a lot of tears, crying tears like springs, without stopping.

The head finally stopped hurting, Ah Lai stopped rolling, panting heavily, seeing that Ah Lai seemed to be fine, Ah Ying also stopped his tears, looked at Ah Lai in confusion and puzzlement, and finally couldn't help but say: "Brother, don't you want to cultivate immortals, Ah Ying doesn't want you to die! Ah Ying doesn't want you to leave me!"

"Oh, hehe, sister, don't worry, my brother's headache is not a matter of cultivating immortals, my brother will not die, and my brother will not leave you, don't worry!" Looking at Ah Ying who was crying, Ah Lai smiled and touched Ah Ying's head, and comforted softly.

"Boy, Lao Tzu is letting you die this time, the only remaining little divine power is used to make you literate, I really don't know if Lao Tzu meets you to lose or earn, okay, up to the flood and down to the present there is no word you don't know, but this quick method will definitely have drawbacks, so quickly recognize so many words, you have to suffer a little. ”

Wilting, wilting that has never been before, beating from knowing the old miscellaneous hair, as if he has never been so powerless. "Okay, hurry up and go to the pile of books that can be used to find the secret method, tomorrow will officially start, Lao Tzu is really tired this time, Lao Tzu has to rest and rest, he has to rest and rest..."

After coming to the pile of books again, the sight is no longer a tadpole block rune, and after the head no longer hurts, Ah Lai feels refreshed, his ears and eyes are clear, "Immortal Dao Assembly", "Congenital Five Escapes", "Diyan Golden Chapter", "Xianlu", "Sanqing Heavenly Book", "Beginningless Immortal Road", ......

Different shapes of words, Ah Lai knows that it represents the words of different eras, the history is far and near, I have seen the notice on the city gate before, although I can't understand it, but it let Ah Lai know which are the modern words, and picked up the book "Beginningless Immortal Road", "Well, this should be modern", and opened it.

"Immortals, people are beside the mountain, self-cultivation, food and drink. This beginningless immortal path is a collection of oral recitations from immortal masters, and they are all written into a chapter. It makes people clear their hearts, return to their roots, and put all the seas of suffering, ascend to the Pure Land, and the sun and the moon are bright, and the year is the same as the heaven and the earth. The Jinliang of the practical cultivation path, and the benevolent voyage of the world...... , the journey of the avenue, the world is for the public, for the immortals, must not be evil, no immortals have no beginning, no come, remember!"

The first page is an overview of the whole book, and Ah Lai continued to turn the second page, ""Chapter 1: The Beginning of Immortals", those who cultivate immortals, first purify their hearts. Immortal power, that is, the power of the heart, meditates, emptiens the state of mind, perceives the power of the free heaven and earth, and contains it in the heart. People, Yin and Yang two-room rooms, each with 36 Yan, a total of 72 petals, the power of the petals is full of circles, and the acupoints are all closed, then the earth immortals can be completed, and the opportunity is also fate, and the heavenly calamity is the beginning, and the merit is complete, when the sun can soar, cast a golden body, Daluo Tianxian, and the Three Realms travel with ......"

Reading, reading, Ah Lai's eyes were moist, not smoked by these secret books of cultivating immortals, because Ah Lai found that it was not only so simple to know all the words, but all the obscure text formulas he read, Ah Lai was undoubtedly transparent, clear in his chest, and then thought of the old Zamao's extremely weak appearance at the end, Ah Lai couldn't believe that he was moved by this old and unobtrusive, plain mouth battle object, yes, Ah Lai was moved by the old Zamao, it seems that this old bastard is still good to himself, first cured his feet, and now allows himself to read and write, although there is a suspicion of using himself in the future, but for now, it seems that he is making a bloody investment, It's this old bastard who has been paying, Ah Lai suddenly felt that his heart was warm, his forehead was numb and crispy, a feeling of being taken care of and cared for for a long time was stuck in his throat, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten, since such an unobtrusive old miscellaneous hair has unlimited expectations for himself, then, should he live up to his expectations and return him an infinite future!

"From now on, I will not feel sorry for myself, I will not be ashamed of my unrepaid kindness, and dare to ask how long the road is! But I will always open my eyes all night long, and return your peak domineering face! Old Zamao, rest assured! Today you send me all kinds of creations, and I will help you stand on my shoulders and look down on the sky!"

Tightening the scroll in his hand, Ah Lai turned around without saying a word and went back!

"Hmm, how can this name Lao Tzu seem to have a hint of impression?" said to Lao Zamao.