"The tomb has a reopening day, and no one is less faceless. ”

Qin Feng took a deep breath and spit out heavily, this common sense seemed to be a little pale on him, there were too many strange things, and it was difficult to digest for a while.

It feels so incredible.

At this moment, his body was like that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, his hands were slender and white, his strong muscles were gone, and even his voice was immature.

But if he can't figure it out, he won't continue to think about it, maybe when Taigong comes back, there will be a reasonable explanation.

Looking at the sweaty red boy next to him, he asked puzzledly, "Why are you pushing such a big grinding disc?"

"I'm practicing. As he spoke, the red boy lifted his red belly and wiped a handful of sweat stains.

"Practice?"

Qin Feng was a little unsure, thinking that this kind of pushing the big grinding disc was somewhat similar to his previous method of weight-bearing fitness, so he guessed: "Could it be that cultivation is the same as fitness, but the name is different." ”

"What is fitness?"

The red boy scratched his little head, and changed to him with a puzzled expression.

"Fitness is simply about enhancing physical fitness, as well as strength and body coordination, I think the practice should be roughly the same as what you said!" Qin Feng patiently explained.

But the more Red Boy listened, the more confused he became, some of the words he had heard for the first time, and he didn't understand them at all, what kind of physical fitness, limb coordination, listened to in the clouds.

It's not that Red Boy has poor comprehension skills, because the words expressed by Qin Feng are all derived from the world he lives in.

Red Boy has lived here alone since he was a child, and the only people who can communicate are scalpers and grandfathers, and it is normal not to understand.

"But what Taigong said is that cultivation is not only about cultivating qi, but also about cultivating the body, strengthening muscles and bones, and refining blood and muscles, which is different from what Brother Qin Feng said. ”

Qin Feng nodded, having some general understanding in his heart, but he didn't continue to ask about the "Qi cultivation" he said. He was afraid that the more he asked, the more confused he became, so he temporarily suppressed his doubts in his heart, preparing to wait for Taigong to come back to solve his doubts.

However, he was a little worried, the red boy was seven or eight years old, at the golden age of development, and such a high-intensity weight bearing would have a great impact on his growth.

"Little Red, Fitness...... No, it's cultivation, it should be appropriate, step by step, excessive fatigue will hurt your body!" Qin Feng advised.

"Taigong has instructed that you must push a hundred laps a day to rest. ”

The red boy pursed his lips and shook his cerebellum, and his two sky-high mustaches were playful and cute.

"There is an essential difference between your so-called fitness and practice, and if you don't know how to practice, you naturally don't know the mystery. ”

Suddenly, Taigong's voice came from behind him, and the old man walked slowly over with a bamboo basket on his back.

"Taigong, you're back. Qin Feng stood up and said respectfully.

The old man nodded, found a stone and sat down on the side, and the red boy obediently held a bowl of water and handed it to the old man.

"Xiaohong, have you finished today's practice?"

"There are eleven laps left. The red boy stuck out his tongue and quickly turned around and ran to the big millstone.

"Boom~Boom~"

The sound of friction between the stones came, the big grinding disc rotated, and the red boy pushed the grinding disc hard, his little face was flushed, looking at his struggling appearance, it couldn't help but make people feel a little distressed.

"Taigong...."The old man seemed to know what Qin Feng wanted to say, and stretched out his hand to stop: "Although fitness and cultivation can strengthen the body, there is a world of difference. ”

"That's... What is cultivation?" Qin Feng began to ask the question in his heart.

"Do you think the world is big?"

"It's big, it's endless, it's vast!" Although he didn't know why the old man would answer the question, he still opened his mouth to answer.

"No, sometimes what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily what it really looks like. The old man took a sip of water and said, "Maybe it's just a speck of dust." ”

"A speck of dust? ”

The old man was very indifferent and continued: "You will naturally understand these in the future, a flower, a tree, and a dust are all one world. ”

"How did you talk about Buddhism?" Qin Feng became more and more difficult to understand the more he listened, as if he was listening to a book from heaven.

"This is not the Buddha's teachings, it's the truth of the Great Dao. The old man said calmly: "People in the world often say that we stand up to the sky and the earth, and that is because each of us has a vast world above our heads. ”

"Overhead is a vast world... Is this world I stand in?" Qin Feng was a little confused.

"No, it's your own big world. ”

"A world of its own.." He looked surprised, but the old man was unmoved.

"Can you be more careful?" Although he did not practice, the words of the old man made his curiosity agitated.

"Our body contains countless 'doors', which cannot be seen, but they are real, as many as the vast stars, and the seemingly small body contains countless 'doors', and only by constantly opening these doors can we find our own world, which is practice. The old man said flatly.

"But what is the relationship between cultivation and qi cultivation?" Qin Feng asked.

"Oh, stupid, Qi cultivation is the way to open countless doors in the body!" At this time, the red boy had already completed his cultivation, and interjected coldly on the side.

"Xiaohong is right!" The old man did not blame the red boy for interrupting their conversation, and continued: "Everything in heaven and earth has vitality, and the years are ruthless, and with the passage of time, the vitality is gradually consumed, and when it is exhausted, it is the moment when life dies. ”

"Taigong, what do you want to say, why does it involve vitality again. ”

The old man smiled lightly, and suddenly threw the sickle in his hand towards Qin Feng.

At the last moment, Qin Feng subconsciously squatted down with his head in his hands, and the danger was much more dangerous.

"Taigong, do you want to kill me?" Qin Feng frowned.

The old man said slowly: "Everything has a starting place, and we are the same, it is the root of the vitality of life, containing the essence of the whole body, it is called the gate of life, and it is also called the beginning of Qi." ”

"Then where is this life gate?" Qin Feng asked, suddenly with a flash of inspiration, "Could it be that it is ...... in your head?"

The old man nodded approvingly, and said: "This is an instinct, but also self-preservation, in times of crisis, people will instinctively protect the head, not the body limbs; ”

Qin Feng was a little surprised, and suddenly thought of the "Mysterious and Xuan, the Gate of All Wonders" mentioned in "Lao Tzu", and the human body entrance coincided with the old man's life gate.

In fact, he has always had the feeling that his fingers are hanging above the hallway, and after a long time, he will always feel a strange touch, and there seems to be a heart beating in the hallway.

At this time, listening to the old man say that where is the door of human life, containing the essence of the human body, suddenly made a light pass through his heart, and the strange touch in the entrance may really be the source of human life.

The old man emphasized solemnly and seriously: "The laity cherish the door of life, and the Taoist opens the door of life, and the door of life is the beginning of cultivation." ”

According to the old man, the gate of life is not only the source of life, but also the source of strength, and the path of cultivation, everything must start from here, and it is also the beginning of seeking your own big world.

"The Gate of Life can be said to be the foundation of the monk, if you reach the legendary realm and enter your own world, you may be able to find the way to become an immortal. The old man added.

"Cheng Xian, is it an immortal?"

"No, the existence of immortals, ethereal, no trace to be found, in the vast river of time, no one has become an immortal, and the immortals in the mouth of the world are just some monks with great power. The old man shook his head, and there was a hint of complexity in his cloudy eyes.

"Then what is the meaning of cultivation in your mouth?" Hearing this, Qin Feng was a little incomprehensible, and worked hard to open the door of his life and cultivate the first qi, but in the end, he didn't know whether the immortal existed.

"Some people can't see immortals, some people can't find immortals, but it doesn't mean that immortals don't exist, all things in heaven and earth are afraid of life withering, just like you will protect your head in times of crisis;

If it were you, what would you choose?"