"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. The beginning of the nameless world. The mother of all things. ”

"Good is like water. Water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao. Dwelling in a good place, having a good heart, being kind and benevolent, being kind and believing, being good in governance, doing good things, and moving in good times. The husband is indisputable, so there is no especially. ”

At dawn, the morning light reflects Qingyuan Mountain, a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, there is a clear and immature sound of reading, only to see a Taoist priest sitting in front of the window, holding a book of Taoism, but the expression is indescribably comfortable and indifferent. This Taoist priest is very young, about eleven or twelve years old, delicate in appearance, or in the development period, his figure is a little thin, but fortunately, the feather coat is wide, and he wears it to cover a little thinness.

After about a quarter of an hour, the chanting stopped, and the young man put down the Taoist scriptures in his hand, got up and went outside the house for a while, staring at the scenery full of mountains, standing still for a moment, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary young man on the earth, his real name was Tang Yi, but he was born with a disability and could not move his lower body since he was a child. Fortunately, the family is wealthy, although they are not as comfortable as ordinary people on weekdays, but there is no shortage of food and clothing. Because of physical disability, do not like to go out, only love to read, regardless of Taoist Buddhist scriptures, novels and poetry collections have dabbled, especially love the Taoist scriptures, with the "Tao Te Ching" as the most, the body is as good as the heart of water, the quality of its natural meaning, over the years, it has a bit of quiet and inaction.

I thought that this life would go on like this, unfortunately the fate of heaven, a fire at the age of eighteen, the soul drifted to this world, possessed in a fetal body, relived the pregnancy in October, the body mother gave birth to him when the robbers attacked the village, the whole village died, only he was rescued by the Qingyu Taoist who came here to collect medicine, survived, took care of him for 12 years, but unfortunately also feathered a few days ago, Rao is Tang Yi two generations of people who cultivated, pure heart and indifference, at this time the heart is also sad.

This world is different from the earth, the aura of heaven and earth is rich, although it is also the Tao is not visible in the world, but it is not ethereal, at least take care of Tang Yi's Qingyu Daoist even one, but a lifetime trapped in the Qi training period, although there is a lifespan of three hundred, no illness to die, but after all, it can not be regarded as transcendent Tao, the only obsession of Qingyu Daoist before feathering is to fail to see Tang Yi to build the foundation, this matter makes Tang Yi also regret very much.

Shaking his head, Tang Yi broke free from these negative emotions, turned around and pushed open the wooden door on the side, and went straight into the quiet room in the backyard. This room is not big, there are no ornaments in it, only a small bed, but the windows around it are very tightly sealed, and the room is relatively quiet.

It's just that although this dead thing is there, the Qingyu Daoist has been feathered, and with this in mind, Tang Yi's expression can't help but be a little gloomy, thinking about the time when the Qingyu Daoist first passed on his own exercises, he couldn't help but be distracted for a while.

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"People have mixed thoughts, although they are carefree when they are young, but they can't be qualified, when they reach adulthood, although they can be calm, but they can have too many distracting thoughts, although they are born with spirits, there is no one in ten thousand who can cultivate, although you are young, but you are born safe, and your roots and bones are also excellent, and you are born with the seeds of cultivation, and you can't say that you can have some achievements in the future. Qingyu Daoren's slightly excited look made Tang Yi remember it vividly.

"This Qi practice method is left by the ancestors, but when it is passed to the hands of the old Tao, there is only the remnants of this Qi practice to build the foundation, and the follow-up exercises are all available, although the speed of cultivation is slow, but it is the best at laying a solid foundation, the old Tao I am not qualified enough, I can only be trapped and practice Qi in this life, but you are different, your roots and bones are a hundred times better than me, and the foundation of this method will be able to beat the ordinary number of times, and the road of cultivation should be much smoother in the future. ”

Hearing this, Tang Yi couldn't help but ask, "How many realms are there in this cultivation?"

"At the beginning, the true element was generated, from scratch, gathering less into more, slowly improving their own body, calling the Qi Cultivation Realm, which was divided into nine layers, and then the true element in the body was full, so that the physical body was reborn, and then entered the foundation building realm, and then went up to the realm, the old Tao's own cultivation is still shallow, and I have never understood. Qingyu Daoren's face was full of regret and sighing.

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The past is gone, the Si people have passed away, and I can't help but feel sad in my heart, and then Tang Yi is slightly vigilant in his heart, since the Qing Yu Dao people have been feathered, his mood has fluctuated a lot in the past two days, not as calm as in the past, if it is not controlled, there may be great trouble in the future.

However, this can only be adjusted slowly, and now everything is nothing more than the achievement of building a foundation, with the regret of Qingyu Daoren.

Cross-kneeled into the table, not long after Tang Yi felt into an emptiness, the heart is like a Chenghai, no sorrow and no joy, there is a scripture standing in the soul, the surrounding purple gas is full of energy, it seems to be elegant out of the dust, it is the "Tao Te Ching" written by the Taoist patriarch Lao Tzu in the previous life.

This is not what the Qingyu Taoist family did to pass on the exercises, and even this world does not have any scriptures that he read in his previous life, even the book "Tao Te Ching" that Tang Yi must read every day is also written down by him by memory, but it is a pity that he was just an ordinary person in his previous life, and he can remember and recite this only one.

Tang Yi also asked Qingyu Daoren, but he couldn't say why, only knew that from ancient times to the present, he had never heard of a foreign body in the soul of a monk, and saw that Tang Yi's "Tao Te Ching" was broad and profound, mysterious and subtle, and told Tang Yi not to disclose this matter at will, fortunately, this scripture did not cause any harm to Tang Yi, but Xu was a beneficiary, Tang Yi started from the first layer of Qi training, until the ninth layer of the realm, and did not encounter any bottlenecks, so that Qingyu Daoist people were also greatly amazed and envious.

After about two hours, Tang Yi opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of white qi from his mouth, he was now at the peak of his qi cultivation realm, but his cultivation time was still short, and his true yuan could not be mellow and comfortable. If it is an ordinary young monk, without the strict supervision of the elders of the sect, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold back his mind early and start to try to build a foundation, but after all, Tang Yi has been a human being in two lives, and he knows the importance of the foundation in his previous life and this life, and he is still young in this life, so he is not in a hurry to build a foundation, but only wants to meditate for some more time and completely lay a solid foundation.

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The grass grows and the warbler flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the death of Qingyu Daoren, Tang Yi meditated and meditated as usual this day, and after it was over, he felt a little hungry in his stomach, and his heart suddenly said: "I haven't eaten for many days." "Since the cultivation of the Tao, as the cultivation has increased, my need for food has become less and less, and if I continue like this, after the foundation is built, it is really possible to avoid eating the fireworks of the world.

When I came out of the quiet room, I went to the kitchen next to me and took a look, and there was not much grain left in the rice tank, so it would be enough for this meal, and if I didn't go down the mountain to buy, I would face a shortage of food.

On weekdays, these trivial things Qingyu Daoist never let Tang Yi worry about, he knew that the path of this life was over, so he pinned all his hopes on Tang Yi, so after more than ten years, Tang Yi almost stretched out his hand for clothes, and opened his mouth for food, not to mention cooking, even this Qingyuan Mountain has never been down a few times, just dedicated to cultivation, not to think about it.

However, I have never eaten pork and always seen a pig run, although Tang Yi has never cooked, but he also saw that Qingyu Daoist people have fiddled with it, so he raised the fire according to the cat and the tiger, scooped up some rice, added some water to the pot, and cooked a pot of gruel, which can be regarded as dealing with the past. I just thought that I would go down the mountain tomorrow to buy food, otherwise I would be hungry next time.