There was once a master who was close to the strength of the tribulation to conclude that cultivating truth is just a layer of skin on the outside, and a breath of cultivation on the inside.

The so-called external training of a layer of skin refers to the cultivation of a strong body, to help oneself face all kinds of dangers and disasters on the road to cultivation, and to have the capital to compete for more resources. There are three types of physical exercises, muscles, bones and skin. Although a monk who practices these three points well may not be able to find immortality, it is more than enough to make a name for himself on the road of cultivation.

What can really be connected with feathering and ascending to immortal is the inner cultivation of qi. The essence of heaven and earth exists in every trace of heaven and earth qi, and only when the qi that echoes with the qi of heaven and earth can there be a chance to extract this natural and earthly spiritual creature for their own use, so that the physical mortal body can gradually evolve into the body of a golden immortal.

When it comes to practice, someone can bring a layman on the road with a little stroke. The matter of internal cultivation is to rely on guidance for three points and rely on oneself for seven points, and those who are dull and have no qi will have the idea of not being able to ascend to immortals. Of course, this article is not valid for the person who Qingyun Sect has a crush on.

Knowing the difficulty of the layman's qi induction, Wei Fuzi looked at the beloved disciples who had settled down, even when the disciples in the school had already returned home, he couldn't bear to take the initiative to wake up Wang Qianyi.

Wei Fuzi first called a small servant and told him to go to the door of Wang's house to deliver a letter, telling Wang Qianyi's parents not to read it at home.

After the servant left, Wei Fuzi raised his hand and tapped three times in the air, and the three air currents slowly flew around Wang Qian, rotating back and forth around him. If you have a clear eye, you can see at a glance that these three seemingly non-existent air currents are the three essences that Wei Fuzi has cultivated in his body for many years.

Orthodox internal kung fu pays attention to cultivating qi with the body, one is to restrain one's own temperament while nourishing qi, and the other is to form a weekly circulation in the body, incorporating the external aura into the body and nourishing oneself. In the process of long-term cultivation, monks who follow the orthodox ancient method will continue to refine their dantian qi and sea of spiritual energy, which is called essence qi.

As a pure qi machine, it can allow ordinary people who have never practiced to feel the agility of the root of all things in heaven and earth. For people like Wang Qianyi who are about to embark on the right path of cultivation, it can help him to sense the qi machine.

Wei Fuzi's cultivation is not high, and if he only talks about cultivation in the academy, it will be difficult for him to be ranked. At his age, he has only refined five essences after more than 30 years of cultivation. Now for Wang Qian's third out of five, it shows how much he values this disciple.

With the addition of three essences, Wang Qianyi has changed significantly, and his breath is more gentle and regular.

For those who have just entered the dream, some of them are prone to falling asleep, and the breathing of those who are asleep and dreaming will become disordered with the dream. Some people are prone to enter a state of emptiness, in which there is no qi and no ego, and people are prone to panic and confusion in this state, and their breathing is naturally becoming more and more rapid.

Before Wei Fuzi entered the meditation, he had a wisp of divine thought to take care of Wang Qianyi, and Wang Qianyi had successfully entered the state of true meditation at that time, which made Wei Fuzi look up to this disciple a few points higher.

The way to cultivate the truth is quite a bit of a matter of watching the sky and eating, and when the traditional sects are looking for inheritance disciples, they will select young people with good roots. Although this kind of person may not be 100% able to get the chance to ascend to heaven, it is better to cultivate people who are gifted and intelligent and easy to sense the qi of heaven and earth than to devote their energy to elm pimples.

Wang Qianyi was successful at the age of thirteen or fourteen, although he could not be called a talent that happened once in a thousand years, but he was also a rare excellent bone in this city. What's more, after "that incident", there are very few talents in the orthodox famous records. For hundreds of years, only six people have appeared at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

The phenomenon of green and yellow shortage has caused many former famous families, including Yingtian Academy, the first academy in the imperial city, to decline. Only one disciple in the entire Changshu has realized the truth, and he has a chance to go to the avenue. The other disciples really came to study the Four Books and the Five Classics.

Wang Qianyi's appointment time this time was relatively long, and it was nearly half an hour from the beginning of class to the end of school. There is no mention in ancient books of the concept that the length of time spent in meditation is related to the level of aptitude, but people who embark on the path of cultivation know that the longer the first time they enter the meditation, the more likely they are to establish a deeper connection with the aura of heaven and earth.

In the past hundred years, one of the six people with outstanding talents had meditated for three days and three nights for the first time, and there were powerful qi fluctuations around his body. When he woke up, he directly had the cultivation of "entering the qi". With this extraordinary qualification, this person's cultivation has soared, helping him now sit firmly on the highest dragon chair in the imperial city.

The matter of entering the meditation often came without warning, just like Wang Qianyi, who only tried to enter the meditation with his master for many days, and suddenly succeeded today. As a result of this accident, neither the academy nor the master had time to prepare for him, and they could not give him a better environment for entering the country. Only Wei Fuzi was not stingy with his three essences to help him.

Sitting on the futon for a long time, Wei Fuzi was neither hungry nor thirsty, but just quietly watched Wang Qianyi's changes.

After watching for a long time, Wei Fuzi frowned slightly, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that outside the long school, the servant sent out in front of him was hurrying behind him.

The man behind the servant was also half a hundred years old, wearing a dark civilian dress, but he still wore the crown of the previous dynasty on his head. This is Wang Hongru, who has just retired from the court and returned home, and received a report from the servant of the academy as soon as half of the official uniform was removed.

Hongru was born poor, but he was a bookworm since he was a child, and he has read countless papers. No one in the entire court is comparable to its erudition. It's a pity that this kind of Confucian scholar reads more or less and puts the whole person into the book bag, which is stained with a lot of pedantic. There are talented but a nerds who are too learned to sacrifice wine, and it takes a lifetime to learn and mind to manage the world.

Hongru, who is pedantic in words and deeds, also attaches great importance to the growth of his heirs to the point of being strict. Every hour of Wang Qianyi was filled with arrangements, from the most basic poems and songs, to the annotations of mountains and seas, to the biographies of emperors, as long as there are things in the book, they have to be learned.

Of course, Hongru is pedantic, and his brain is still the best choice among scholars, he doesn't want his family to produce a second royal sacrifice wine, if he wants the family to go to the next level, then he has to climb the ladder. As long as Wang Qianyi is fortunate enough to embark on the road of cultivating truth, and is fortunate to be appreciated by a big faction or His Majesty today in the future, it will be enough to shelter the Wang family for more than a hundred years.

After getting the news from the servant of the academy, Wang Hongru naturally hurried over after bathing and changing clothes, as soon as Wang Qian can succeed, then his family's century-old plan will take the first step to success, this critical moment, he has to keep an eye on himself.

Hongru walked out in a hurry, and when he was about to reach the long school, he saw that the two people who were sitting quietly in the hall suddenly slowed down. This change caught the servant in front of him a little off guard, and he almost fell under his feet.

"Lord Wang, Master, they are inside, and the younger ones will retreat first. The little servant was driven back by Hongru all the way and was exhausted, so he naturally didn't want to go to the long school anymore.

Wang Hongru agreed, walked slowly to the door of the long school, took off his shoes, and cautiously entered the hall. The high temperature outside the house came urgently, coupled with the heavy crown of the soldiers, Wang Hongru was already sweating profusely, and beads of sweat the size of beans began to fall down his cheeks.

Hongru didn't have time to wipe his sweat, so after entering the hall, he asked the master softly, "Master Wei, how is this child?"

If there were outsiders present, they would be surprised that the dignified Taixue sacrificial wine actually respectfully called an ordinary master of Yingtian Academy as a teacher. In fact, a learned talent like Hongru is just an ordinary person, and he naturally has this kind of respect for monks. Moreover, Wei Fuzi not only knows how to cultivate the way of immortality, but is also an old man who has learned to be rich and rich. This Wei Shi is not too much.

"He's been in the country for a while, and I've done everything I can, and it's up to him to create it himself. Compared with Hongru's cautious and slightly hurried voice, Wei Fuzi was much calmer and replied in a normal tone.

Wang Hongru looked at Wang Qianyi, who was facing away from him and kept a fixed posture, as an ordinary person, he couldn't see the subtlety, but the response of the master and the fact that he saw it was safe made his heart drop all the way down to five points, and at this time, he also took care of the beads of sweat that slid down to his chin, wiped it with his sleeve without caring about the image, and complained a little: "This ghost weather is too hot." ”

Wei Fuzi first glanced at Wang Hongru, then looked out of the hall, and responded with a little regret: "Yinglong is in troubled times, and no one is to blame for this weather." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Hongru was shocked, if he hadn't thought that his son was still in the meditation and could not be disturbed, he almost screamed.

"Master Wei, you can't talk nonsense about this! If I hear it, then I should wear it through the hall and do it. If someone with a heart hears it, it's bad, it's bad!"

Looking at Wang Hongru's appearance, Wei Fuzi's face put a smile on his face, and he joked a little: "I heard that a few days ago, Chen Shilang just discussed a few more words with his subordinates at home, and was approached by the people of the Criminal Investigation Institute. I can't imagine that the most pedantic Wang sacrifice wine in the court actually set up a cover for my rebellious remarks, Lord Wang is not afraid of being listened to by Ying Long's spies and sitting in prison with the old man and me?"

"Master Wei, don't make fun of me, what the Holy One has done is the most direct to those of us who are courtiers. It's just that I'm waiting for the food king's fortune, and I can only admonish, and I can't influence the saints. The king's sacrificial wine was small, but full of sighs.

Seeing this, Wei Shi also thought of something lonely, and his face was no longer smiling.

"You and I both know that Ying Long today is not a faint king, but he is the most majestic master in a hundred years. It's a pity that it was born at the wrong time. In this day and age, it is not a good thing to have a clear lord. He has the whole mountain and river in his chest, but he is afraid that he will collapse the inheritance of several generations. ”

Hearing this, Wang Saijiu's sigh was even heavier: "Prime Minister Zuo has already persuaded him. However, the saint's talent in cultivating the truth is peerless. soared to 90,000 miles, so that he had the confidence to do these things. ”

"Now the pattern has been fixed for hundreds of years, and at that time, the overhaul of thousands of years of capital and martyrdom could not be stopped. This time, Ying Long is really big. "A person of Wei Fuzi's age has only seen a description of that incident in the treasured books of the inner court. In just a few words, Wei Fuzi could feel the tragedy of that great event.

"Now the entire court is like an arrow on the string, and it will shoot out when it is only waiting for an opportunity. Speaking of the troubles in the court, Wang Xijiu felt that the sweat on his head was about to drop a few more drops, so he simply took off the crown on his head, and suddenly the whole person was a lot more relaxed.

"Although the idea is good, it's just that this arrow is shot, and the last person to receive the arrow is the entire Jin Dynasty people and cultivators. ”