The door of the magic hall was closed, and Sima Wenzhi stood in front of the door, thinking about how to get along with Diguzi after entering.

"If you want to enter, you want to go quickly, you want to go fast, what is the intention?" Before the tea time, someone inside saw that he was slow to enter, and began to urge.

Don't think about it anymore, Sima asked and immediately knocked on the door. The door was unlocked, and he pushed it straight in. After entering the door, I looked around and saw an old Taoist sitting in the front left corner.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the earth spirit has seen Senior Brother Diguzi. Sima asked the top of the line, no longer bowed, but instead bowed, he was a Taoist of the Shangqing Sect at this time.

"Fusheng is immeasurably heavenly, and the junior brother is auspicious. Di Guzi's reply was not as mean as Fang Cai.

"There's Senior Brother Lao. "Tian Chengzi ordered Sima to ask for direct coming, and he should have been informed.

"It's just a matter of duty. Di Guzi didn't care and responded lightly. After speaking, without waiting for a reply, he grabbed his wrist and extended his aura to check the dantian.

"I was also in the Shangqing Hall yesterday, and when the junior disciple showed his cultivation, he was quite imposing, and the aura should be very full, why is it so empty at this time?"

"Uncle Fang explained the skills in the door, and I was quite interested in the technique. Uncle Shi told me a few simple spells, and after casting them, the aura was exhausted, and it had not recovered until this time. This was taught by Tian Chengzi, and Sima asked him to recite it to the effect.

Diguzi withdrew his aura and no longer cared.

Sima Wen's heart was relieved and relieved.

"In the future, if you encounter an enemy of life and death, what will happen to the junior brother who can fight too well, and what will happen if you can't beat it?" After withdrawing his hand, Di Guzi suddenly changed his words.

"When you are stronger than your opponent, you should not bully the weak, and punish you slightly, so as to see the after-effects. When you are weaker than your opponent, you can't grovel, rise to the strong, and fight to the death. "Diguzi's words, Sima asked him unprepared, he didn't have time to think, and directly said his thoughts.

After hearing this, Di Guzi was noncommittal, took out a roll of linen cloth from his bosom and handed it over.

"The matter of the junior and younger brothers, the head of the lineage has been informed. Sima asked while flipping through it, and Di Guzi said.

As he looked through it, his mind began to sink gradually.

There are indeed many spells recorded in the sackcloth, which can be performed by Daoists and disciples of the Divine Human Realm, but they are very different from the Xuanfeng Xuanli Imperial Sword Demon Removal Technique.

"Ask Senior Brother, why are they all Zhai Jiao blessing techniques?" Sima asked, puzzled, and asked.

"When you are stronger than your opponent, you will not be able to eliminate evil, and you will not die when you fight snakes, and you will fall into the hands of your enemies in the future." When you are weaker than your opponent, you will blindly fight to the death, and if you don't think about the future, you will fall into the hands of the enemy immediately. Anyway, sooner or later, you will die, learn some blessing techniques and accumulate some yin virtues, which is just right for you. Di Guzi said word by word with a straight face.

Sima Wenzhi suddenly felt embarrassed, and realized the meaning of Tian Chengzi's previous words.

"Today's time has passed, junior brother go elsewhere, and come back tomorrow after the morning eclipse. Ignoring his embarrassment, Diguzi took back the sackcloth and ordered the expulsion.

Although I had no choice, I could only leave.

If the spell fails, if the talisman is sharp, it can also resist the enemy. Leaving the Magic Hall, Sima asked him to go to the Fulu Hall. Tian Chengzi also knew about the main matter, and he went in and made his intentions clear.

"Senior Brother Earth Spirit, have you been to the Magic Hall and seen Senior Brother Earth Guzi?" Di Lingzi did not teach directly, but asked first.

"This is where you came out of the magic hall. Sima asked what he didn't know what he meant, and replied truthfully.

"How's it going, but it's going well?" asked Di Beizi again.

"Okay. Senior Brother Diguzi is very demanding, and I can only barely cope. "Taoists are taboo about lying words, and Sima asked him to answer like this, which is the ultimate he can think of without lying.

"Runes are mostly used together with spells, and if the spells are not passed, the runes are useless. The junior brother can go back first, and come back when the time is right. As for the reply, Di Beizi had already anticipated. There is no set time in the words of the reply.

Unexpectedly, I had no choice but to leave.

Repeated defeats, the world can do it. Repeated defeats and battles cannot be done by people with lofty ambitions. After the two defeats, even though he had already prepared in his heart, Sima Wenzhi still felt extremely frustrated.

After the Fulu Hall, the plan was changed, and Sima Wenzhi went to the Dianjing Hall.

When he did not leave Qingxuan Mountain with General Gao, he had studied the Halal Sutra with Xuan Cheng and was quite familiar with him. Xuancheng is a deacon of the Scripture Hall, so he shouldn't be embarrassed for himself.

The person waiting in the scripture hall is not Xuan Cheng, but a Taoist who is older than Xuan Cheng. After reciprocating each other's auspiciousness, Sima Wenzhi knew that this person was Xuancheng's master Di Qinzi.

In the canonical hall, Sima Wenzhi's experience is no longer tortuous. After the diligent son induced the aura to check his muscles and veins, he explained to him the methods of Taoist human realm monks to improve their cultivation.

The two veins of Rendu run through the whole body and are the ancestral veins of the human body. After the cultivator introduces the spirit into the body, he supplies the spiritual energy to the acupoints of the body along the ancestral veins.

Behind each acupoint, there is a main vein. After the main vein, there are a number of small acupuncture points, which connect the branch veins until the terminal veins of the whole body.

At this time, Sima Wenzhi's two veins have been connected, and the ancestral veins are unimpeded. After attracting the spirit into the body, it continues to impact the 36 major acupoints around the body, and after penetrating the branch veins, it will enter the realm of gods and men when cultivating.

There are joys and sorrows.

The sorrow is that although Tianchengzi deliberately covered it up, Di Gongzi still found out that his dantian was weak and abnormal. The aura required to impact the big acupoint is much more than that of Ren Du's second vein, and the strength of the dantian is related to the storage of aura, and it is related to the years and months required for the Taoist to become a god.

The joy lies in the fact that on the second vein of Rendu, the six acupuncture points such as Huagai, Juque, and Qihai are all one of the thirty-six major acupoints. When the monk cultivated from the beginning to the Taoist, the big acupoints around his body were nearly two percent.

In the following Kanyu, divination, and Qihuang, Sima asked to be humble and respectful, and the principal was conscientious, and there were not many twists and turns.

When the time of Shen was approaching, he walked out of the Qihuang Pavilion with a few packets of herbs in his hands. The herbs were given by the pavilion master, and he was instructed to decoction and take them when he returned.

Before returning to his residence, Sima Wenzhi went to the dining hall again.

General Gao's food consumption is greater than that of ordinary people, and the meals delivered to the two of them at each meal are not enough. During today's morning meal, Sima asked to use throttling and withhold his share to General Gao. Now I go to the canteen to open source, and I want an extra copy.

Half of what he asked for was achieved, and the lack of food in Qingxuan Mountain was beyond his imagination. The disciples in the canteen headquarters ate all the poor wheat rice, and the miscellaneous disciples ate mostly bran rice.

Sima Wenzhi consulted with the head of the canteen and exchanged two servings of fine rice for three portions of wheat rice, and the head of the canteen agreed again and again.

Although the wheat rice was coarse, the two of them fed it well. Before feeding, Sima Wenzhi boiled the herbs and swallowed them.

After feeding, Ling Shuang came again and listened to Sima ask her about today's daytime. There was nothing abnormal at first, but then Ling Shuang noticed that Sima Wenzhi's face gradually turned rosy.

"Little Master, what's the blushing face?" Ling Shuang teased.

"Where did the blush come from?" Sima asked, puzzled.

But as he spoke, his face became more and more ruddy, and Ling Shuang finally felt abnormal.

"Have you ever touched or eaten something unknown today?" asked Ling Shuang Zhengse.

"There is nothing unusual today. Sima asked blankly.

"Senior Brother Di Suzi of Qihuang Pavilion said that I have a disease in my body, so he gave me a pair of herbs to take. Then he remembered something, and he added again.

After the herbs were decocted, the medicine residue was not dumped, and Ling Shuang pulled the medicine residue to check it.

Angelica, salvia, and Zeeland, after blindly distinguishing them, the nervous look on Ling Shuang's face disappeared, and was gradually replaced by a flush.

"Is there a problem with this medicine?" asked Sima Qianzhi nervously.

"This, this—" Ling Shuang hesitated.

"What's the problem?" asked Sima again, judging that it was not normal.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that no matter what disease you have, this medicine is not right for you. Ling Shuang's face became more and more ruddy.

"What's the use of that?" Sima asked, his nervous expression receding slightly.

Ling Shuang's eyes flickered, and she didn't answer.

"What's the use?" asked Sima Zhi in hot pursuit.

"Menstrual affairs are not in tune. ”