Chapter 177: Leisurely Cultivating Immortals, Paper Cranes Come
"The green smoke is high in the green sky, and the knowledge of the child is hidden in the valley.
Danding lead sand is diligent in the fire, and the Xiyunyan Valley is proud of the pine year.
At the bottom of the abyss, the dragon and the hail are at the bottom, and the cliff and tiger are on the edge of the cave.
The path has been mossy and the people have not walked, and the sky is on the bullfighting day. ”
In the pure yang ding, the furnace is blazing, and with the change of Bai Fu's technique, the flames in the furnace are scattered and scattered, constantly changing various shapes. The golden flame suddenly turned into animals such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, etc., and suddenly turned into pots and pans and other utensils, wrapping the herbs in the flames, calcining off the impurities in them, and extracting the essence.
"This pure yang tripod does not use charcoal as fuel, it is very easy to control the fire, in this way, the fire is also easy to grasp! The most difficult thing to alchemy is to master the fire, with this pure yang tripod, as long as there is no major change, you want to refine this life golden pill, there should be no accident!" Bai Fu thought, with a guide in his hand, many extracted medicinal essences were fused together, and after mixing evenly, he pressed his hand, and the pure yang fire in the furnace was pressed down by half a foot, and the firepower was greatly reduced.
Bai Fu then divided the pill, shook the pill, and condensed the pill, and each alchemy step was very serious, and after a while, there were three pills in the furnace.
With a "bang", the lid of the furnace opened, and a wisp of red Dan gas rushed out of the furnace. Bai Fu suspected that its quality was low, so he didn't swallow it, and grabbed it casually, and grabbed this wisp of Dan Qi in his hand. After grabbing this wisp of Dan Qi and thinking for a while, he picked up the Zangfeng scabbard and slapped it at it, and this wisp of Dan Qi was punched into the scabbard by him.
"Buzz!" Zang Feng's sword scabbard trembled twice, making two urn sounds and urn gas, and the brilliance flickered twice before calming down. Obviously, the essence of this Dan Qi is not large, and the scabbard of Zangfeng is refined after two shakes.
Bai Fu just glanced at it, then hung the scabbard back on his waist, and with a move of his hand, three vermilion pills flew out of the Pure Yang Ding and fell into his hands, still warm.
"Half a basket of herbs pulled on the side of the road, refining three spirit-level qi enhancement pills, not bad!" Bai Fu nodded with satisfaction, and after covering the stove lid, he jumped off the roof, kneaded the three pills into powder, and sprinkled them into a vase planted with trifolium sesame grass.
After fertilizing the trifolium grass, Bai Fu returned to the roof, sat on the edge of the Pure Yang Ding, practiced fire control while refining the Pure Yang Ding, and while deepening the connection, he also tried to refine the third layer of prohibition.
A day passed like this, and after nightfall, Bai regained the pure yangding, got off the roof, moved the clover into the house, closed the doors and windows, opened the prohibition, and fell asleep.
This prohibition has nearly 2,000 golden steel talismans in the entire wooden house, as strong as a three-foot thick steel plate, and it is impossible to drop it if you want to come in silently, so Bai Fu sleeps very peacefully.
There was nothing to do all night, and early the next morning, Bai Fu came to the balcony with the three-leaf mushroom, and after washing up, he sat on the balcony and waited for the purple air to come.
After inhaling the purple gas, Bai Fu made some game to sacrifice to the stomach god, made a pot of tea, took the book in his hand, and lay down on the chaise longue, enjoying the warm sunshine of the autumn morning.
Well, Bai Fu's cultivation has reached the extreme of refining gods, and the cultivation method recorded in the "Dan Sutra" has been cultivated by him.
Of course, it is impossible for Bai Fu to really be a salted fish, not to mention the dragon ball that improves his physique and enhances his strength all the time, but the book he is holding in his hand at this time is not an ordinary book, but the "Huang Ting Jing" written by Zhenyuan Daxian.
"I've been running around and tired, it's rare to be leisurely, but it's a good life to understand this "Huang Ting Jing"!" The sun is warm, making people lazy and want to sleep, Bai Fu drank hot dishes to refresh himself, and let go of the "Huang Ting Jing" in his hand.
“...... Scattering the five elements and turning them into ten thousand gods is the inner chapter of Huang Ting. The heart of the piano is three stacks of dancing fairies, and the nine qi is reflected in the sky. The boy of the god cover is born with purple smoke, and it is said that the jade book can be studied ......"
Bai Fu was not in a hurry to comprehend the Taoist rhyme left in the book by Zhenyuan Daxian, and first focused on reciting the "Huang Ting Jing", and gradually showed a pure and enlightened temperament.
After reciting the "Huang Ting Jing" again, the pure and enlightened temperament on Bai Fu's body became stronger. Although he was lazy on the chaise longue, it felt natural, as if he were supposed to be like that.
Bai Fu closed his eyes, felt the meaning of the scriptures in the "Huang Ting Jing", and felt that he had gained.
"'The heart is one and the five Tibetan kings, the moral deeds of movement and quiet thoughts, the cleansing and goodness of the light from the light, sitting up and the pillars of the common family, closing the day and the sun, and closing the twilight, and fine-tuning the yin and yang'. Bai Fu's fingers tapped on the chaise longue, and he groaned secretly, saying that this is a thought, a god in his heart, and the king of the five internal organs.
Well, forget it, I don't know how many times I tried this idea, the effect is there, but it is very slight, and if you really refine it, it can prolong life at most. After all, the "Huang Ting Sutra" is only a practice outline, and if you really want to live forever, you must realize Dafa from it. However, when it comes to thinking, it reminds me of the "Qinglian Concept Idea" obtained from the old road of Ziyun, this method of thinking chaotic Qinglian is exquisite, it can clear the heart, protect the gods, and can also grow and refine the original spirit, but now that I am free, I have to study and study it well. Bai Fu's heart moved, he sat up, took the "Huang Ting Sutra" back into the Seven Treasure Gourd, and began to visualize the Chaos Blue Lotus.
Before Pangu opened the world, the heaven and the earth were chaotic like chickens, the upper did not know the sky, the lower did not know the earth, there was a green lotus, infinite......
Bai Fu eliminated distracting thoughts, and thought of the chaotic green lotus, and after a while, there was only an eternal and eternal green lotus in his mind, and there was nothing left besides this.
He thought that he was the eternal and eternal green lotus, and the original spirit suddenly changed. A mysterious breath was born from the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen seemed to have been baptized, more condensed, clearer, and more ...... It seems to be even taller.
After a while, the chaotic green lotus that Bai Fu was thinking about exploded and disappeared without a trace, and Bai Fu immediately came to his senses, only to feel refreshed, and his mental state was better than ever.
"The Chaos Blue Lotus is too great, especially when I think I am the Chaos Blue Lotus, the eternal and unchanging momentum is not something I can control at all, and I will be powerless after a moment...... Since this is the concept of the Shangqing School, there should be physical objects in the Shangqing School to help the disciples in the sect to think about the Chaos Blue Lotus, if they can observe it from time to time, they may really be able to strengthen the Yuan Shen to eternal and eternal ......" Bai Fu shook his head, no longer thought about it, and reflected on the vipassana, seeing that the Yuan Shen was becoming more and more condensed, he couldn't help but be slightly happy.
"Today's contemplation of incarnating into a chaotic blue lotus has exhausted the foundation, but this method of visualization is difficult to carry out. Maybe it's okay, but you can feel the Taoist rhyme left in this book by Zhenyuan Daxian......"
Bai Fu took a sip of tea, lay down again, lay on his side, turned a page of scriptures at random, and looked at it carefully.
This time, Bai Fu did not look at the scriptures, but the Taoist rhyme contained between the lines, and realized the spirit of Zhenyuan Daxian during the period.
With one stroke, in Bai Fu's eyes, he could see the sword light flowing, and he could see the figure moving...... However, the more things he sees, the less he can see the true meaning and the farther away from the essence.
Bai Fu's self-cultivation is still shallow, his realm vision is limited, and he does not forcibly participate in enlightenment, but continues to comprehend and improve his own swordsmanship and body technique from the strokes.
One morning, Bai Fu was watching the "Huang Ting Jing", after lunch, after a short rest, he climbed to the roof, released the pure yang ding, sat upright for a while, began to practice the pure yang ding, and at the same time practiced the art of fire control.
"If you can refine the third layer of the Pure Yang Ding, not only can you make the Pure Yang Ding change its size freely, whether it is carrying, or using it to attack and defend, it will be sharper, and after strengthening the connection, its control will also be enhanced, which will be more beneficial to refining the Natal Golden Pill...... In this way, I will use this half a year to grind and smooth out the third layer of prohibition!" Bai Fu secretly decided.
Bai Fu controls the fire, but it is also a simulation of refining the natal golden pill, sometimes it is urgent, sometimes it is slow, the civil and military are exchanged, the yin and yang are mutual, and the fire in the furnace is gathered and scattered from the heart. In this way, he became more and more confident in refining the Vital Golden Pill.
In this way, Bai Fu eats the essence of the day in the morning, thinks of the green lotus, observes the Taoist scriptures, after taking a nap, he will sacrifice the pure yang ding and practice fire control, and at night he will pick up the three-leaf mushroom and go back to the house to sleep, the days are more and more comfortable, and I don't feel that more than a month has passed.
For more than a month, Bai Fu has never gone off the cliff, and has been living in the hanging house, carrying forward the spirit of the "house" of the cultivators in this world to the extreme.
On this day, Bai Fuzheng, who had just finished eating the purple gas from the east, was reclining on the recliner and enjoying the warm sun in early winter, when he suddenly saw a paper crane coming from the side of the sun and flying straight towards the hanging furnace.
"Paper crane messenger, this Bai Suzhen is really emotional......"