As the sun set, the town began to rise with smoke, and the old gentleman in the school gently closed the book and said goodbye.

Seven or eight children shouted "Go home, go home" and ran out of the house with a puff of smoke.

Pang Yushi got up and looked at Jiang Huai, who was motionless, and asked, "Jiang Huai, it's already out of class, why don't you leave?"

Jiang Huai didn't reply, but showed a pleading look at the old man, but the latter just shook his head.

Jiang Huai sighed, and then smiled: "Stone, you go back first, I'll wait a little longer." ”

Pang Yushi was stunned, a little surprised, feeling that the young man was a little strange, but he didn't ask much, he was hungry now, and he only wanted to go home for dinner.

After everyone left, Jiang Huai slowly got up and went to the backyard of the school with a sincere expression.

The old man had already moved out a small table, and there was a chessboard on the table, and he waved his hand to the young man, "Sit down, I'll accompany you in the next game of chess." ”

Jiang Huai nodded, sat down, pinched the sunspot and placed it on the four pointed stars, and made a gesture of please.

The old man took out a pot of loose wine and poured it down, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "The meaning of the fourth son is not good, even if you are lonely and arrogant and unwilling to use the ninth son, at least you have to come with two triple stars." ”

When Jiang Huai heard this, he put two more sons on the chessboard.

The old man paused, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Don't shirk?, say a word or two about a gentleman's trip or something big enough for the four sons, it seems that I am too worried." ”

Jiang Huai picked up a chess piece and rubbed it back and forth in the palm of his hand, with a smile on his face, "The fourth son admits defeat and the sixth son admits defeat, compared with the two, the gap is not big." ”

The old man shook his head, pinched a hanging corner, the two of them come and go, like a fight, but the result is the same as on weekdays, the young man is in the middle of the game and admits defeat early, although there are a few fairy hands in the middle, but the spark can't start the prairie after all.

The old man gently closed the chess box, looked up and looked up, the sunset seemed to be shattered by someone and turned into a red stream in the sky, the breeze was gentle, and he couldn't help but feel in a good mood, so he asked a very special question, "Jiang Huai, why do you think people can live." ”

Jiang Huai thinks that Mr. is not stupid, why can he live? Of course, it is because he eats and drinks, otherwise he will not starve to death and die of thirst? As the saying goes, he is as strong as a bullfight, and if he doesn't eat a meal, he will complain about bitterness, the young man raised his hands, bowed in a proper manner, and answered honestly, "Five grains, drink water." ”

Mr. Kong was noncommittal, and said to the boy, "Think about other aspects."

Jiang Huai showed a hint of melancholy, sighed, and slowly spoke, "Although I don't have the same glory and wealth, it should be because of one of them, at most, add the word desire, everyone has shackles, and they can live under pressure." ”

The old man still neither nodded nor shook his head, stretched out his hand to the north and replied: "Out of Chongyang Country and then through Longwu Country, there is a Xingshen Kingdom in the northernmost place, and there is a group of Tsing Yi Taoists who are more like immortals than scholars. ”

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head, paused and continued: "The whole world is actually made up of all kinds of the purest spiritual energy, everywhere and everywhere, just like this spring breeze in the sky, some people can see it, some people can't see it. ”

During the old man's speech, the big sleeves swayed, and the spring breeze with a sleeve was picked up from this small courtyard, and the wind hunted and turned into white silk threads.

When Jiang Huai saw this scene again, he was still excited, and he got up and bowed his hands, "Why did Mr. teach me?"

The old man waved his hand and motioned for the young man to sit down, but his face showed satisfaction and appreciation.

He stretched out a finger again, and a rich golden light source suddenly condensed between his fingers, some dazzling, but not dazzling, "The same root is not the same, some Tsing Yi Taoists are good at cultivating aura, some compassionate monks are good at cultivating incense, and some are good at cultivating the body, and we scholars also have our own style, that is to be good at cultivating Haoran Qi." ”

"This is also one of the avenues that condenses this heaven and earth, which can be obtained in heaven and earth, and can also be obtained in books. ”

The old man said here and suddenly got up, stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, his voice was as loud as the sound of the avenue, "For example, several contemporary saints in our country, which one is not a pen that falls into the wind and rain, and a word is destroyed through the ages, and there is one who uses a sword as a pen to make the ten thousand mountains collapse, the rivers flow backwards, and the immortals have to bow their heads when they see it!"

Jiang Huai immediately got up and looked at the old man's fingers, but there were only the gradually gray sky and the birds and beasts flying by from time to time.

The old man raised his head and drank a sip of wine happily, and said loudly: "There are ten realms of qi training, and Confucianism also has ten realms, just like the official position of the imperial court, one realm is higher than the other, and one realm is stronger than the other. ”

"The first realm is the general realm, also known as the scholarly realm, there is nothing special in this realm, that is, the book is read more, the words will naturally bring a sense of righteousness, and the fire in the heart is brighter, even if the three watches walk at night in the middle of the night, as long as you shout a few times, the cowardly demon will naturally retreat. ”

"The second realm is called the Ascending Realm, as the name suggests, if you can initially feel the existence of Haoran Qi, it will be like taking a big step into the room, this realm Dacheng has been able to initially use Haoran Qi, such as covering your eyes with Haoran Qi, you can see everything clearly without candles in the middle of the night, and even more like writing some words with blessings with Haoran Qi, all of which will have the meaning of real luck. ”

Jiang Huai listened carefully to every word, the old man stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, and a piece of paper floated out of the room, falling on the chessboard, the old man looked at the young man, smiling freely, "The pen has been stained with ink, you can write whatever you want, whatever you want." ”

Jiang Huai slowly stretched out an arm, held a pen and wrote the four small characters "Heaven and Earth Haoran", the handwriting was cloudy, free and imposing.

The old man nodded, and said again: "Close your eyes, calm your mind, and try to feel everything around you." ”

The boy didn't dare to slack off, he immediately closed his eyes, and after a while, his brows were furrowed, and there was only the sound of a pounding heartbeat except for the darkness.

Another heavy voice like a declaration of the law came into the young man's heart, "Let go of what you think in your heart and try to find a glimmer of light." ”

Jiang Huaichang exhaled, the brush in his hand fell directly, and the whole person stood in a daze as if he was in a trance.

Although he closed his eyes, he felt as if he was traveling the world, free and easy, and there were clusters of golden light lights floating in front of him.

The young man subconsciously wondered: "There is light, a lot of light." ”

The old man frowned, and then he was relieved, common sense said that it was not easy to find a trace of Haoran Qi when he first entered the second realm, but the young man's qualifications were too good, he was born with luck, and the road was flat.

"Open your eyes. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he sat down alone, raised his head and took a sip of wine, "Try to hook those light sources to use your fingers as pens, and then write and read." ”

The young man slowly stretched out a finger, and his heart moved towards the golden light, and the star-like substance in the sky turned into golden threads wrapped around the young man, and someone in the small courtyard was as bright as the morning sun.

But the boy stood like a log for a long time, not only could not write a word, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The old man finally laughed heartily out loud with a breath of breath, and it was still reasonable after all, otherwise the old man would have died of shame.

He turned to stretch out his hand to pat away the brilliance in the young man's hand, and said with a hearty smile: "If it's just a sketch, you can write any word, but if you use Haoran Qi, then the words have a true meaning, and every sentence is through ghosts and gods, and you can't write casually." ”

The young man's fingertips disappeared, and he collapsed directly on the ground, panting heavily.

The old man pursed his lips, his face showed a very proud expression, he stretched out his hand and wrote the word "broken" in the air, and gently pushed it towards a giant tree in the distance, the young man turned his head to see, the giant tree actually cracked a crack from the bottom, and quietly crumbled inch by inch, silently scattered in the sky and earth.

The old man smiled quite smugly: "The old man has realized two natal words in his life, one word is "broken" and the other word is "pressure", what is broken, see through the chaos of the sea of people, chisel through the large pieces of creation, pay attention to see through, but there is also a saying that stands after breaking, this word is passed on to you, you must learn it seriously, and you must not fall into my spirit." ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, he slowly stretched out a finger and pointed it on the young man's forehead, and a golden river like a waterfall of a great river flew from the old man's body, turning into wisps of golden mist that ran through the young man's body.

Under the bright moonlight, the old man's hair was whiter, his waist was more curved, and his face was even more wrinkled.

The young man who noticed this scene suddenly moistened his eyes and choked up, "Sir..."

The old man waved his hand again and again, smiling even more heartily, "Life is like a white horse passing by, just a moment, who doesn't want to see the new sunrise slowly rising? ”

The young man in a simple linen robe patted his sleeve and bowed three times, "Disciple Jiang Huai greets Mr. ”

This gentleman is not Mr. Other, but Mr.

The old man nodded with a smile on his face, "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, you go back first, don't think too much, let alone take this matter as a top priority, studying hard is your foothold." ”

Jiang Huai's golden light gradually faded, and he bent down and said, "Then the disciple will go back first." ”

As soon as he stepped out of the small courtyard, the young man regained his smug appearance, and used his majestic aura to cover his eyes and look around in this dark place.

At night, the town is as bright as a hall in the eyes of the teenager.

He began to run with his arms outstretched, running faster and faster, leaving behind laughter, "I can fly, I will fly." ”

Kong Xin'an, who had just taken a sip of wine, couldn't help but squirt out a lot of wine, and scolded with a smile: "Little rabbit, there is no shape." ”

But the old man's eyes were full of pride, and he looked from afar, and the young man's road, which was already full of flowers and trees, became more luxuriant, turning from prosperity to prosperity.

He glanced at a rippling place in the air, reached out and fished out a bearded sword-backed man under the moonlight, stretched out his hand and patted him, directly pressing him to the ground, another mouthful of yellow mud.

The old man said angrily: "I haven't seen you for so many years, why do you still look like this hanger." ”

The man was not angry at all when he fell and ate, he vomited a few times, sat on the ground and sneered: "Senior brother, you are so generous, the things you have realized in half your life are like cabbage, and you are not imprisoned just for a "break", but now it is good, but you realized it but gave it away directly, it is really jaw-dropping." ”

The white-haired old man with a more rickety waist snorted coldly, and there was no longer the usual harmony, and said angrily: "I am ashamed of Mr. but I am worthy of you, you dare to say one more word, I will let you know what it means to bloom under the night, and it is extraordinarily red!"

The man pursed his lips and didn't dare to say more, but muttered in a low voice, "I will bully honest people." ”