"When...... While...... While...... While...... When ......"

The bell rang five times, and it was five watches, and the disciples of the Northern Darkness opened their eyes together, the sky was still not bright, but they were used to it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Qi is the foundation, martial arts is used, the practice of qi lies in diligence, and all disciples must not slack off for a day......"

That familiar and cold voice bloomed into the hearts of every disciple of the Northern Underworld like an ice and snow flower, cold and transparent, sweeping away the grievances and anger in the hearts of all the disciples, they put away their weapons, bowed to the north first, and then sat down facing the east, inhaling...... Exhale...... At the beginning of the day's qi training, their hearts were chaotic, and they listened to the light clichés in their ears, and soon they entered the good state of qi training.

Many disciples who have cultivated to a low level are always very puzzled why these truths are still like morning bells and dusk drums after hearing them countless times, which are awakening and addictive, and those righteous principles they have already understood, but they are full of charm, and they will always enter a kind of plausible Dao realm.

And the high-level leaders of the Dao Palace are naturally not ignorant, although they can't know all the subtleties, but they understand that this is a rare opportunity, the Taoist ancestor preaching is not in the meaning of the word, not in the truth, but in the Tao machine, Tao rhyme, Tao law, Tao realm......

The dark Dao Palace, silent, without the breath of the living, but there are people in the Dao Palace, both the dead and the living, the black robe appeared silently, carrying two corpses into the depths of the Dao Palace, he entered another door, inside and outside as if there were two worlds, the lights in the realm were bright, bright, and hope......

The dead man opened his eyes, and an emotion appeared in the pupils of the dead silence that should not exist, fear, and those who were not afraid of death were afraid......

They should have died, but why are they here, life and death are not up to anyone, they finally understand, understand the meaning that it is not easy to die, but they would rather not understand, if they don't understand, they will not be afraid!

They looked at the strange and familiar Dao Palace in front of them, looking at the black figure that seemed to be like a god of death, they avoided his dark and indescribable eyes, but the five colors were mixed but brewed a terrifying black, they didn't dare to guess the meaning, even if they did, they couldn't guess it.

The black robe didn't give them much time, he never had much patience with the dead, the dead were no longer human, and besides, they weren't human when they were alive.

He stretched out his hand, and a narrow crack appeared in front of the two of them, the crack was extremely narrow, barely passing alone, but it was extremely deep, I don't know where it leads, in the brightly lit hall, such a bottomless opening suddenly appeared, which looked particularly gloomy......

"Go in, the dead should go where they should go, cultivate well there, you still have a chance to turn the tables, remember! That will be your only chance......"

The irresistible wind pushed the living dead into the deep crack, and the crack disappeared, and the black robe had been watching coldly, and his emotions had not moved from beginning to end, he raised his eyes to look at the outside world, closed his eyes again, and practiced the Fa......

The morning bell is the time of the white robe!

Outside the Dao Palace, a pool of golden lotus, a Dharma platform, a thatched hut, the green elf in the lotus pond has awakened, he is active and playing with the only toy Dragon Ball, he looks up from time to time and peeks at the Dharma platform not far away, the nine-zhang Dharma platform, burning with raging flames, and there is a white-robed young man sitting in the five-colored flame at the top of the Dharma platform.

His face is peaceful, his breath is peaceful, and he has his own rhythm between breaths and breaths, and he breathes in and in, and he breathes in and out...... Swallowing the rich and transformative fire energy on the Dharma platform, the endless fire energy was constantly absorbed by him, and it was constantly generated, but he was already unaware of it.

Qi practitioners, follow the way of nature, abandon everything, and practice qi with one mind, and there is nothing outside the heart!

There was a faint and familiar Taoist voice flowing in his ears, he seemed to dream back to his childhood, back to the era when there was a story every night, his father's voice was still so good, the familiarity made him carefree, relaxed physically and mentally, and it sounded so good that he unconsciously entered the Taoist realm.

"Qi Dao is the foundation of immortality, the source of all laws, there are many methods in my human race, but Qi training is the first method and the only correct method......"

The cold voice of the Tao shrouded the entire snow-capped mountain unhurriedly, ethereal like a cloud, mysterious like a fog, erratic, if there is nothing, and fascinating, everyone listened to the same person preaching, but the results were very different, and the understanding was far from the same.

There are eagles hovering in the sky, they have survived the obstruction of heavy winds and snow, and rushed to the snow-capped mountains, their red and golden eagle eyes put a resolute and sharp light, the eagle strikes the sky, they come to fight for this opportunity, they don't want to be muddy anymore, they also want to chase immortality, and understand the world......

The ants of the snowy mountains, they broke through the pupae, drilled out of the soil in this abnormal season, they climbed step by step, all the way up, they instinctively feared the cold, but they braved the wind and snow to move forward, the transformation of life is too important to them, they want to be strong, to know spring, summer, autumn and winter, to know the truth of heaven and earth, they do not want to be an unspeakable summer worm, they want to break through the inherent shackles.

The spirit beasts of the Great Snow Mountain are all prostrate on the ground, their ears are erected, and their bodies are flying with all kinds of spiritual light, and a little spiritual light is sprinkled all over the forest, like flying fireflies in the dark night, with a dreamy atmosphere.

The morning sun sprinkled the endless morning light, the morning light floated with snowflakes, the white crystal snow still wandered freely in the golden glow, they came from nothingness, and fell into nothingness, the snow fell into the grass house, passed through the house, but did not touch the clothes of the Taoist.

The white-robed Taoist sat cross-legged, his hands sealed, his eyes closed, motionless, like an ice sculpture, he was meditating, and he was preaching......

He has a white Qingyun on his head, the white waves on the Qingyun are rolling, a white-robed Taoist steps on the white waves, snowflakes on his head, his lips open and close, and the Tao machine, Tao rhyme, and Tao realm are all out of this Dao tire......

Whether you are practicing qi, meditating, eating, or even sleeping, the sound is there, whether you listen to it or not, it will enter your ears.

One day after hearing the Tao, the road entered again, but everyone was not happy, they were used to it, and they were accustomed to it.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The dusk drum sounded three times, the sound of the snow mountain stopped, but the Taoist tire was still speaking, his Taoist sound only entered the ears of one person, at night, his Tao only passed on one person, the qi practitioner on the altar heard the dusk drum, but did not open his eyes, the change of day and night has little to do with him, because he is a qi practitioner.

The disciples of the Northern Darkness who heard the dusk drum became nervous, they all took out their Dao weapons regardless of their cultivation, and watched the surroundings vigilantly, the night was extremely terrifying for them, there were too many sudden attacks and assassinations......

The wind rose, the gate of the Dao Palace opened, and countless demons and monsters poured out, followed by hidden figures, and one by one black shadows were thrown into the Dao Palace, the gate of the Dao Palace was closed, and the inner and outer worlds were separated.

The former is tolerant, the latter is cold, but even on the night of the tolerant teaching, the disciples are still terrified, always on guard, and careful in everything......

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, the ghost shadow Zhuo Zhuo, the demon flames are bursting, there is a fight everywhere, this place has been reduced to a place of demons, the Great Snow Mountain has fallen, it has fallen again, the disciples of the Northern Darkness dragged their seriously injured bodies, listened to the morning bell in their ears, and licked the wounds that had been abused all night.

They no longer complain, no longer shout bitterness, blow after blow, they know that they are weak, the arrogance of their disciples of the first palace in the world has long been gone, the fear of being grabbed by the neck again and again, the disgust of being licked by the devil again and again, and the humiliation of being trampled under their feet again and again, refreshed their memory.

So they are all silent, the cruel reality makes them realize their insignificance, they are weak, they can't hold the Snow Mountain, they can't hold it in the hands of these devils, they can't hold it in the hands of these low-end demons and monsters, what right do they have to be proud!

The night of Dharma teaching is always accompanied by bloodshed, and it is always physically and mentally painful.

black and white dharma,

Each has its own subtleties.

One by one,

Rigidity and softness.

Movement and stillness,

Day and night.