General equivalents?

This Xinqiu knew what it was, and couldn't help asking, "General equivalent? Isn't this money? But isn't currency copper coins?"

"Give me a knife! I'll kill you!" the deacon's fiery temper came up: "What do we want copper coins for? You remember for me: Our current monks·······!

"No, no, no, this is information, this can be sold for money, I can't tell you!" I don't know if he muttered intentionally or unintentionally, and then in the tone of an elder educating the younger generation: "Remember: there is a reward for paying! There is no free lunch in the world, and there is nothing for nothing, what you want, you must exchange that thing!"

"Got it! I got it!" Xinqiu thought to herself: this guy is really chattering. So, he took out ten grains of ink jade from his sleeve pocket and handed them to the deacon.

The deacon took the black jade and took it in his hand and sensed it: "Well, that's good!

Then, he put them into a wooden box that was more than a foot long and half a foot high, and Xinqiu secretly looked at it: good guys!

The deacon seemed to see Xinqiu's expression: "You don't need to be envious! This ink jade is not all ours, 90% of the people here are sectarians, and our two deacons account for 5% of them." ”

"That's a lot!" Xinqiu said.

"You know what a fart!" The deacon didn't know who he was angry with: "Let's say, 'What does cultivation depend on?' one is the exercises, and the other is the resources;

"But we don't have this exercise or resources! What should we do? Buy it! What can we buy? Of course it's money!"

"So for the sake of the exercises, for the sake of resources, our sect has worked hard to make money, but where does the sect's income come from? Isn't it from us disciples? Hey! My broken mouth is off topic again!" The deacon patted it lightly with his hand, and said to his mouth: "You hold the jade slip with both hands, close your eyes, and slowly feel the jade slip in your hand with your own mind; after feeling the jade slip, you imagine using your own mind to infiltrate the jade slip·····

Xinqiu did as the deacon said, and suddenly a string of information drilled into his mind: the big watermelon that the deacon brought was called 'jade watermelon', and the jade gourd would show a jewel-like green reflection under the irradiation of phosphorescent beads;

This object is exquisite, delicate and heavy, and it is an excellent carrier for storing energy.

And then there is: the method of entering 'Yuan Neng' into the jade watermelon one by one·······

It was a long process, and now Xinqiu finally understood: why he would wait outside for three quarters before.

"Have you read it?" the deacon looked at the books in his hand, and heard a trace of movement in Xinqiu, but he still didn't look up.

"Senior brother, the disciples have read it all!

"Now that you understand it, use the method you understand to fill this jade watermelon with yuan energy!" At this time, the deacon also put down the book in his hand: "I will always look at you, and if there is anything I don't understand, I will solve your doubts one by one!

Xinqiu sat on the ground, put the watermelon on his lap, and entered his Yuan Energy little by little according to the method in the jade slip. At first, it was better, but after a while, it didn't work, he had entered the Yuan Energy before and would return, not only would they toss back and forth in the watermelon, but some would even follow his hand and want to come back, as he squeezed in more and more Yuan Neng, the power of the Yuan Energy who wanted to come back also increased······

"If there is anything you don't understand, just ask, although I didn't send money this time, it's actually no different from receiving money, because the yuan energy you are now inputting into the watermelon, according to the usual practice, I will take it out privately for my use, so you don't have to have any worries, if you don't understand, just ask, I won't hide it in return." ”

Xinqiu always felt that it was not so simple, because from the moment he came in, the deacon was constantly passing a message to him - I need 'money'.

With the deacon's Chengruo, Xinqiu's problems were one after another, not only when he lost Yuan Energy, but also when he was cultivating before, the deacon really knew everything and said everything.

This undoubtedly prolonged the time, but the deacon didn't urge him, Xinqiu thought to himself: The junior disciples outside must be scolding his mother! Whatever he wants! Even if he scolds his whole family, he also has to the time, and now there are free teachers!

The surface of the jade watermelon gradually glowed brightly, and when the surface of the watermelon was covered with this fluorescence, it was just filled with a hundred threads of Yuan Energy.

"Okay! That's it!" At this time, the deacon stopped Xinqiu's only unwillingness to stop transporting Yuan Energy.

Almost compulsively, the deacon picked up the watermelon from Xinqiu's lap and put it in the back room. When he came out, he held a cyan jade plaque in one hand and a lamp in the other.

The deacon handed the cyan jade plaque to Xinqiu and said, "From now on, you will be a disciple of my sect's outer chamber! It's just that you are now burdened with a huge sect debt, and you can't go out of the sect's residence yet; when you go to the Internal Affairs Mansion to pay off the sect's debts, take the bills issued by the Internal Affairs Bureau, go to the Zongren Mansion, and unlock the prohibition of this jade plaque, then you can freely go out of the sect and participate in various sect tasks!"

"But when is this going to be?" Xinqiu muttered in his heart: "This is 10207, no! It's 10208 watermelons today!{I'm sorry: the previous 73 chapters were written incorrectly, at that time, Xinqiu's time to the sect should have been 107 days, but I was 97 days, I wanted to build a foundation in 100 days, plus when he first arrived, he didn't know anything, and he was delayed for a few days, so how could it be 97 days?}

According to the saying of Yu Guobei: a day is 96 quarters, and half of the time is removed, and there are only 48 moments left for the time used for resting and eating; according to the previous calculations: one layer and one thread, one can only cultivate 48 threads a day; two layers of two silks, that is, 96 silks; three layers and four silks, that is, 192 threads; that is to say: if you can't cultivate to the third layer of the foundation building period, your foreign debts will only increase, and they will not become less and less; therefore, the first task now is not to pay off the debts as soon as possible, but to do everything possible to improve your cultivation!"

"What are you thinking about here?" Looking at Xinqiu's demented appearance, the deacon naturally guessed what he was thinking, and pulled him back from his thoughts with a word, and reprimanded: "Is this a place where you are confused?"

Years of experience prompted Xinqiu, and subconsciously took out 10 grains of ink jade from his sleeve again: "This deacon brother, you see that I don't have any source of ink jade, you don't have too little of these, just help the junior brother;

This deacon will be too little, he also climbed up step by step like this, and the hardships in each are vivid, although this black jade is now only the basic equivalent of the sect, but for people like Xinqiu, it is a huge amount of money! This is where they can't complete their cultivation without eating or drinking for a day and a night!; But what can he do? For the sake of his own cultivation, this is also a last resort.

He has been doing this deacon for some time, and there is no one with such a big hand as Xinqiu, and others generally respect one or two grains, and they die four or five. was also stunned by Xinqiu's behavior, thinking: "If this person is not a fool and a poor man, then he will have a time to reach in the future!"

Sometimes emotional investment is also necessary!

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"Taisheng has two rituals, and two rituals give birth to yin and yang!Lao Tzu's learning?Lao Tzu's way?·······" Hearing Li Tian say this, Li Lan couldn't help but read softly.

After a while, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help shouting: "Master, Master, you call my Taijiquan and its boxing principles are also the secret combination of yin and yang, is it possible that this Lao Tzu is the originator of Taijiquan?"

"This ·····" Hearing Li Lan say this, Li Tian thought for a while: "This can be said to be, but it is not. ”

Li Tian's words confused everyone present, either yes or no, nothing and nothing.

In fact, Taijiquan is just a set of boxing methods in the secular world of later generations, and it belongs to a tributary of the Taoist lineage. Li Tian said slowly: "And this Lao Tzu is the ancestor of my Taoist family······"

Everyone heard that now they finally knew what Li Tian's sect was, but this time Li Lan didn't interject again, but listened carefully.

"Lao Tzu, surnamed Li Ming'er, the word Boyang, the nickname Dan, is from Ku County, Chu State. In the first year of Shang Chaoyang, the public god turned into gas, and Lao Tzu was born in the womb of Li Shi, the daughter of King Xuanmiao.

Legend has it that Lee was washing clothes by the river at the head of the village, and suddenly a yellow plum floated upstream, and Lee hurriedly scooped up the fist-sized yellow plum with a branch, and at noon, Lee was hot and thirsty, so he ate the plum, and from then on, Lee became pregnant.

As soon as he conceived the child, he gave birth to a boy in 81 years, and this boy was born with white eyebrows, white hair, and a white beard, so he named him: 'Lao Tzu', and when he was born, he could speak, and he pointed to a plum tree in the courtyard and said, 'Li, that's my last name.' ’

In the fourth year of King Jing of Zhou, Lao Tzu rode a green ox and wanted to send a letter to Guguan and travel west to Qin;

At that time, Hangu Guan guarded the 'Guan Yin', was good at observing astronomy, loved to read ancient books, and had a profound cultivation.

One night, on the top of the independent building, gazing at the starry sky: suddenly I saw the purple clouds gathering in the east, which were 30,000 miles long, shaped like a flying dragon, rolling from east to west, and couldn't help but unconsciously recited: 'The purple qi comes 30,000 miles from the east, and the saint travels west through here. The green ox slowly carried the old man, hiding and hiding the vitality. ’

And this Guan Yin had already heard the name of Lao Tzu, and thought: Could it be that Lao Tzu is coming? So he sent people to sweep the road for forty miles, and burned incense in the middle of the road to welcome the saint.

On the afternoon of July 12, the sun set in the west, and the light was east······

Guan Yin suddenly saw: There is an old man riding a green ox among the sparse pedestrians under Guanxia; the old man has white hair like snow, his eyebrows are hanging down his sideburns, his ears are hanging down his shoulders, his beard is hanging down his knees, his face is red and plain, and he is simple and clean.

'I am fortunate to have met a saint!' Guan Yin took three steps and walked in two steps, ran forward, knelt down in front of the green ox and bowed, 'Guan Yin knocks to see the saint!'

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