Chapter 41: I don't know how to practice
"Thank you for saving my life. The boy was half-lying on the ground, and he burst out of the sentence, and blood flowed all over the ground.
There was no response, just a chuckle, which sounded faintly, and then he saw in the moonlight, someone in his robe like a wave, almost riding the wind, holding a little girl in his hand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The young man staggered out of the alley, although he was very curious about the master who rescued him, and now was not the time to explore.
Shen Lian is casual, and becoming a mysterious master can be regarded as satisfying the fantasy of his previous youth.
Speaking of which teenager, he didn't fantasize about being able to fly to the sky and have all kinds of magical powers. But after he really became such a person, he rarely did the things he fantasized about when he was a teenager.
Slowly walked into the medical hall, gently put Xiao Ruoxi on the bed~ and covered the quilt.
Shen Lian, on the other hand, knotted a long rope on the side of the room, hung it in the air, turned over by himself, and lay down calmly.
At first, he was just imitating a certain character in his previous life, who was also pure-hearted, had no distractions, and slept on a rope all year round.
In the hustle and bustle of the world, meditating and practicing qi is actually not much benefit, and he suddenly imitated it with a childlike heart.
At first, he had to keep a little mind, control his body, and not fall, so he didn't settle deeply.
Later, he gradually stepped into the unintentional, but his body reacted naturally, and he was able to grasp the balance, allowing his body's blood and qi to change, but that little bit of gravity was still the same, and there was no change.
Although it didn't bring him any benefits in essence, he always felt that he had faintly grasped something~ and was not thorough enough.
Hanging in the air, Shen Lian slowly settled down, and his soul had already formed a Yin God, even in the spirit platform, it was not so ethereal, it was very condensed.
It's just that it's a little less agile than before, and it's become a little sluggish.
The deeper he settled, the more he could feel the call from the underground, not even underground, but a somewhat dull nameless world, gloomy and gloomy, and he seemed to hear the faint sound of running water, and the hoarse and low cry in it, which floated in his ears from time to time.
None of this interfered with him, as if he could go to that world as long as his mind moved, and he could leave life and death behind and obtain a kind of tranquility.
He has also been in this realm for several years, and this situation is different from the 'renunciation' of cultivating the Nine Realms, although the two are somewhat similar.
Shen Lian naturally knew the meaning of this situation, and called it 'Tongyu', that world seemed to be the so-called Youquan Underworld, but Shen Lian couldn't verify it.
Qingxuan's Taiwei Pavilion could not find any information on this.
The terrible thing about "Shangqing Lingbao Natural Locking Heart and Fixing the True Solution" is that although when cultivating, there will be bottlenecks, but as long as you get through, you can go all the way smoothly until the next pass, this kind of pass may be difficult, or it may be very simple, it is completely irregular, as long as he cultivates step by step, one day, it seems that he can flow into the sea in the east and reach an unprecedented realm, and he will not be troubled by birth, old age, sickness and death.
But it was precisely because it was too difficult to make such a practice too easy, and he faintly felt that in the end, he would become an existence without sorrow or joy, which was not the immortality he wanted.
The contradiction in life lies in this, he can't give up the current progress for the sake of the unknown, he still practices this exercise, and he has not given up the exploration of the Taixu Divine Strategy.
In this respect, he is indeed not detached from human nature.
The child goes to bed early and wakes up early, Ruoxi gets up to wash when the east is white, and Shen Lian has already gotten up at this time.
Shen Lian didn't arrange her schedule from morning to night, fully allowing her nature, and then assigning tasks within her ability without making her feel harsh.
To put it bluntly, a practitioner wants to live forever, and to be honest, he wants to live, because if he is alive, he can have countless beautiful things to do and countless wishes to be fulfilled.
Only when we know the preciousness of the existence of life and love all these things can we have a steady stream of motivation to practice.
Shen Lian thought so, so when his cultivation should be boring, it was really boring, but he never forgot the joy of life.
As far as mortals are concerned, they can actually be said to be ants, but when they are occasionally under the tree, watching the ants move food, he will still find it interesting, and the fun of life lies in the truth and abundance, and there should be no distinction between superior and inferior.
The melodious sound of the piano resounded in the courtyard, Ruoxi naturally couldn't hear the "splendid drape, spears and spears", and only felt that her brother at this time made her feel the most at ease.
The sound of the piano fell slowly, and Shen Lian said: "Today I am teaching you to practice, although now according to Qingxuan's rules, I can't accept apprentices, just some superficial things, I can still grant you." ”
Ruoxi's innocent eyes flashed a trace of dazedness, she still didn't understand this opportunity, if it was known to anyone in the capital who knew about cultivation, I was afraid that they would fight to worship their juniors under Shen Lian's door.
She didn't know that the brother in front of her left the Shen family and walked through thousands of mountains and rivers in order to find immortals.
If there is no fate, it will be like Ling Chongxiao, and when you reach the fairy gate, you are helpless and regret it for life.
She just asked, "What is 'practice'." ”
Children's innocent and unintentional words often fall into the heart, and they feel shocked.
Shen Lian couldn't help but smile and said, "I can't say what you ask." ”
Ruoxi just said 'oh', and didn't feel that there was anything to be happy about stumped brother, but he still felt lost, it turned out that his brother didn't know everything.
An older brother is an older brother, not an idol, so the little girl doesn't know what the idol feels like to collapse.
Shen Lianxin said: She is so young, she is ignorant when she talks too much, so she teaches it directly.
It turns out that Shen Lian is not a Bodhi Patriarch, Ruoxi is not a monkey, he has an innocent and immaculate Dao heart and a natural Dao body.
Although Ruoxi's talent is much better than that of ordinary people, and he has practiced calligraphy, he still has no insight into the step of inducing internal qi.
After all, whether it is a monkey or a genius like Chen Jianmei, it is rare.
It took half a month for Ruoxi to feel the qi in her body that her brother said, and now Shen Lian only let her feel it, and didn't let her do anything else.
If you have one more homework, you still have to practice the word 'yong' every day, and the 'yong' written by Shen Lian is naturally not just calligraphy.
She copied it in the infirmary, and as soon as she was halfway through it, a young man came to the infirmary, and she still recognized this person, the person she splashed on her last time, the one next to her.
is not as good-looking as his brother, and he is not as good-looking as Ruoxi.
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