Chapter 9: The Road to Repair is Long

Human nature is dead, Tao is alive! Love is dead, Tao is alive!

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I was about to go to see the so-called dead body with long nails and long hair in person, but I found that several school leaders had already driven away the onlookers with the school police.

I heard others say that our school was built on a mass grave, it seems that this rumor is not groundless, this incident happened, presumably there will be a lot fewer boys and girls cheating in the corner of the playground at night.

At noon that day, the students were talking about what happened on the playground. However, my tablemate Wu Xiaoman stayed at her desk, her face was very pale, as if her eyebrows were a little dark.

Well, was she overly frightened, or was she upset, or was she evil spirits in her upper body?

I'm ashamed! I'm just a small cultivator, I can only draw some talismans, I can't do a spell, and those who have little knowledge are even more pitiful, otherwise I would have helped Wu Xiaoman to take a pulse or something.

Hey!

It has been more than half a month since I started the cultivation path, and after I successfully refined myself and built the foundation, I have been able to appreciate the wonder of the innate realm, and gradually began to draw qi into the body, developing towards the realm of knotting. It's also quite strange to say, when I usually cultivate, when the divine light touches the small flag of the Mud Pill Palace, the small flag begins to directly and actively attract the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and refine it before accumulating into my dantian through the meridians of the whole body. My cultivation is completely different from the method introduced in the book, but there have been no major problems so far, so I just let it go and ignore it.

The fact that I was going to travel on National Day, the situation of Wu Xiaoman at the same table, and the dried corpse incident at the school did not make waves in my heart, and I left all this behind me, and spent the whole afternoon thinking about what kind of cultivation path I should take in the future. I've read so many stories of immortals, what magic weapons are on it, formations, heavenly treasures, blessed land caves, etc., I almost don't have them, what a poor cultivator. Luckily, I have a little flag, even though I don't even know its name.

When I got out of school, I found that there were few classmates around me, and time passed so fast.

I walked all the way home, and the third uncle and third aunt and cousin were already starting to eat, although I had recently eaten a lot less, but in order to behave more normally, I still ate a little.

"Santong, why do you eat so little?" the third uncle frowned and said, "Now is the time for you to grow your body, eat more." You look like you're like our Zhang family. ”

Khan: I don't eat much and has nothing to do with whether or not I am a member of the Zhang family.

Here, the third aunt ignores me every day, there is a cousin who is always away from home when she is in college, and my cousin Zhang Fuhong looks down on me even more, and only the third uncle really cares about me.

I smiled stupidly, my psychology was actually very moved, I don't remember the sentence I saw there: those who do good to me are good, and those who evil me are evil, and I silently remember the care that the third uncle has taken care of my family and me over the years.

In the evening, I summarized the information I had compiled since I started cultivating, and suddenly wondered if I could release the flag in the Mud Pill Palace.

As soon as I thought of this, I immediately sat down on the bed and began to meditate, communicating with the little flag with my mind, meditating in my heart for a while, brushing! The little flag appeared in my hand.

Sure enough, I was overjoyed, I hadn't held the small flag so kindly for a long time, I looked left and right, and felt strange in my heart, because I found that the color of the small flag was more polished than before, and there were three patterns on the flag vaguely, which looked very much like the oracle bone inscription, but unfortunately I couldn't see it clearly, even if I saw it clearly, I didn't know it, hey!

It seems that I will have to read more books on this subject in the future, as a cultivator, I suddenly found that I still lack a lot of things, and the road to cultivation is long!

I sighed, and naturally put the little flag under my pillow as before, and began my practice every night.

As with the usual cultivation method, I calmed down, sat on the bed, and when I was at my most relaxed, I slowly closed my eyes from a distance to the middle of my eyebrows, and closed my eyes lightly. Then the divine light is transformed into consciousness, guiding the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body.

"Humph......!"

A burst of tearing pain suddenly came from the center of my eyebrows, and my whole body trembled instantly, and I snorted in pain, how could it be? Why did I feel that the aura channeled into my body this time was so chaotic and spicy?

"Poof......!"

I felt the meridians all over my body being torn, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Just when I couldn't bear it anymore, the small flag under the pillow emitted a golden light, and instantly appeared in my mud pill palace. The aura of heaven and earth raging in my body was also quickly absorbed by Xiao Qi and refined into a refreshing aura that repaired the veins in my body.

At the same time, a strange thought suddenly ran into my mind from the small flag. Lightning, thunderstorms, wind and clouds, flying dragons, surrounded by flashing golden characters, compressed smaller and smaller, and finally, the whole picture became a flag, shocking is my little flag, the three big characters of the Xuanhuang flag appeared in my heart for no reason, and the flashing golden characters left a line of font in my mind. It took me a long time before I let out a breath of turbid air and calmed down.

"Xuanhuang Flag" I finally understood the name of the little flag, everything is so wonderful. It's a pity that I don't know any of the words left in my mind, and the lines of words look strange, definitely not oracle bone characters or simplified characters, let alone any kind of language.

At this moment, I really felt the corner of the Xuanhuang Banner. I just sat quietly on the bed and felt it all.

Finally, a few questions flashed into my mind: Why can't I draw qi into my body according to the methods contained in those monastic books? Why is it so strange that the aura of heaven and earth that has not been refined by Xiaoqi is so strange? If I really succeeded in cultivating the Tao in the way recorded in so many Taoist books, wouldn't there be many people who have attained the Dao now?......