After He Xiaotian finished speaking, he muttered for a moment, and then said: "This is the key to the 'Qianjing' exercise of 'Yuan Taiji', what do you think?"

Tang Feng didn't understand much, but he casually repeated this exercise, He Xiaotian was dumbfounded, and for a while, his face showed a look of joy, and he stroked his palm and praised: "Good boy, with you, you can have such a talent, and if time comes, you will definitely be able to give full play to the 'Yuan Taiji'." However, this exercise should not only be memorized, but also understood thoroughly, and according to what you have learned now, it is not yet time to comprehend the essence of it. Therefore, you must not be in a hurry, let the old man teach you to read and write, and then teach you the method of cultivation. ”

"Thank you seniors for cultivating!" Tang Feng hurriedly thanked him, and a wave of blood burned in his heart, and the veins around him became a little throbbing because of this blood boiling. Then, the clenched sword suddenly poured a cool breath into the body from the palm of his hand, although it was injected into the body, after it was poured into the body, it was like a number of firewood encountering a fire, and in an instant, it burned out a scorching flame, scorching his eight veins. 、

He was suddenly dizzy, and his body suddenly fell on the meridian ice jade bed, with a painful look on his face, and his body rolled endlessly on the meridian ice jade bed. "Ah...... It's so hot!" He cried out in pain, and the pain around his body was like ten thousand ants devouring his heart, and the pain was incomparable, but he didn't know where it was stinging.

In a moment, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down on his forehead, and a white mist rose from the meridian ice jade bed, steaming with the tumbling Tang wind. He was unwilling to let go of the sword in his hand, and he had to endure the pain of the sword devouring the original god.

He Xiaotian frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Tang Feng, condense the dantian, hold your breath and concentrate, don't move your mind." Buddhism stresses that when you walk deep into Prajnaparamita, you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. ’”

Tang Feng condensed his luck according to his words, and in an instant, the pain decreased a lot. But Wen He Xiaotian recited the words: "It is the emptiness of all laws, which is neither born nor destroyed, not dirty or pure, and does not increase or decrease." Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. For nothing!"

This Buddha sound is like a spell to relieve misfortune, and the meridians around Tang Feng's body follow the consciousness and thought, and the airflow runs much smoother. I only felt that in the sword in my hand, after the cold qi was injected, I was a little more energetic. He Xiaotian was secretly happy in his heart, and said indifferently: "Buddhism 'sees that the five aggregates are empty', if you have no distractions, the power of repulsion will naturally enter your body, condense in the dantian, and become the true qi in your body." The sword is indeed a divine weapon, and for hundreds of years, it has been controlled by many shocking masters, sealing the divine spirit of these masters. As long as you control the chivalrous sword, it is equivalent to transforming the dusty master's divine qi in the chivalrous sword into your own supernatural power, wonderful, wonderful!"

Tang Feng categorically did not comprehend the subtlety of this Buddhist Mahayana Heart Sutra, but he felt that listening to the sound of the Buddha in the crane roaring sky, his mood instantly seemed to have a clear spring to cleanse it, and it was suddenly clear and dust-free. The power of the anti-devouring spirit has also weakened a lot, and he has an expectation that He Xiaotian will give him such a Dharma empowerment at such a moment, so that he can be enlightened.

In fact, with the help of Yi Zong's "Yuan Taiji" exercise, He Xiaotian exerted the subtle divine qi, input from Tang Feng's auditory nerves, washed away his chaotic wandering breath, and guided the power of the chivalrous sword to the Tang Feng dantian. When the Tang Feng dantian condenses the spirit of the gods, naturally, the spirit can be restored.

After the tea effort, Tang Feng had gradually recovered from the pain, his eyes were full of gratitude, and he asked in a groaning voice: "Senior, your voice just now was really pleasant, what kind of exercise?"

Beads of sweat were already oozing from Crane Xiaotian's forehead, and after a short rest, he said: "This is the Mahayana Buddhism "Heart Sutra", which emphasizes that the five aggregates are empty, and can dissolve the distracting thoughts in your heart. However, these Heart Sutras can only alleviate the backlash of the Dharma. As for the backlash of the Dao, it will still eliminate one and the other, no matter what, after all, the Heart Sutra is the Mahayana sutra of Buddhism, and it can more or less alleviate the power of backlash a little. ”

Although Tang Feng was not completely able to comprehend the essence, he could understand one or two from He Xiaotian's detailed description, so he had to beg: "Please teach this Heart Sutra Dharma to the younger generation!"

"Hehe, silly boy," He Xiaotian smiled with relief, "It's young, but it's a lot of learning, so don't worry." I will pass on the Heart Sutra exercises to you, and when you encounter backlash, you can breathe on your own. Or it may relieve some of the pain. ”

Tang Feng was grateful to Dai De, and He Xiaotian did not hesitate to teach Tang Feng the Buddhism, Heart Sutra exercises and the way of cultivation, and let Tang Feng perform pranayama according to the cultivation tips.

In the next day, Tang Feng followed He Xiaotian to read and write on the one hand, and practiced the "Yuan Tai Chi" exercises taught by He Xiaotian on the other hand. Tang Feng was born different, and whether it was poetry, books, classics, or martial arts taught by He Xiaotian, he could understand it all after one time. Therefore, he won the love of He Xiaotian, which made He Xiaotian willing to pass it on, and Tang Feng was willing to be inclusive.

In the blink of an eye, the white horse passed through the gap, and half a year passed. Tang Feng has already practiced the "Dry Scripture" of the "Yuan Taiji" taught by He Xiaotian to perfection, although it is said to be perfect, but after all, Tang Feng's experience is still shallow, and he has no experience in facing the enemy, so he can't talk about being blue. It can only be said that he can display the moves and exercises in the "Dry Sutra".

In the past half a year, Tang Feng has studied and practiced martial arts diligently in this Jade Pillar Dufeng almost every day, and he has no knowledge of the outside world. Even from the mouth of the cave where the sunlight cast a lot, he had never dabbled in the scenery.

On this day, as always, he sat cross-legged in the huge stone cave in the cave and practiced the "Qianjing" exercise of "Yuan Taiji". He clasped his hands around his abdomen, and slowly swam the divine qi in the dantian through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and in an instant, a white mist had risen above his head.

"Coo-coo......" is followed by the sound of birds flapping their wings ...... "poof". Tang Feng was already deaf and deaf now, although he closed his eyes tightly and practiced the "Qianjing" exercises, but when he heard the sound of flapping wings, coupled with the smell of blood in the air, he seemed to have guessed that it was the Demon Bird Demon Vulture that flew in from the entrance of the cave.

During this time, Tang Feng, in addition to the communication with the crane roaring Tianping, also had some contact with this demon vulture, which was mainly carnivorous. However, this demon bird is worthy of being an ancient monster, not only eating meat, but also having a psychic surname. This time there was a smell of blood, and according to his previous experience, Tang Feng vaguely felt that this demon vulture must be at war with some mountain stream beasts and birds, and some beasts and birds had become the food in the mouth of the demon vulture.

"Coo-coo......" The demon vulture chirped again, and the sound was several times heavier than that of the ordinary day, Tang Feng only felt the dust flying in his ears, and the demon vulture flapped its wings, rolling up a cool and strong wind, and the strong wind that swept in made Tang Feng almost a cold spirit.

Tang Feng secretly said in his heart: "Dead bird, if it's okay, you just stay and go, and dare to disturb the young master's cultivation of the exercises." Hmph, you can't pluck out your bird feathers later!" Before the thought was broken, the demon vulture flapped its wings and swept up a strong whirlwind, almost blowing Tang Feng's body into the air.

Tang Feng couldn't help but be angry, and led the divine qi to the dantian, concentrating his energy, Huo Ran opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze swept towards the demon vulture. As everyone knows, when he looked at it, he was frightened, and saw that the demon vulture giant was drenched with blood, and the red blood stained its bright feathers, as if it was not lightly injured.

The demon vulture had a sad look in its disc-sized giant eyes, looking at Tang Feng, as if he had some kind of expectation. Tang Feng was surprised, Teng Ran reached out and grabbed the sword that was standing on the ground next to him, and Huo Ran stood up.

"Goo-goo...... Demon Vulture flapped its wings and shook its head, as if calling Tang Feng to ride on his back the size of a square circle. Tang Feng naturally understood the meaning of the demon vulture's movements, and he groaned at the demon vulture: "Dead bird, you told me to go out with you, there is a strong enemy outside." Although the crane seniors went out of the mountain to collect medicine, I couldn't leave this cave without permission, otherwise, the crane seniors would not break my legs when they came back. ”

The demon vulture shook its head, and the giant was drenched in blood and splashed, flapping its wings, like a coquettish child, and had to pester Tang Feng to go out with it. Tang Feng hesitated slightly, but still shook his head and said, "Dead bird, I can't go out with you!"

"Coo-coo...... Demon Vulture howled a few times, and its huge wings flapped, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground, and rolling towards Tang Feng. Seeing the situation, Tang Feng raised his hand to protect his eyes and scolded: "You dead bird, flap your stinky wings again, and the master will pluck out your bird feathers!"

As if it was deliberately against the demon vulture, its huge wings waved non-stop, and the sand and stones rolled wildly, enveloping Tang Feng's body. Tang Feng Huo Ran condensed the qi of the gods with his palms, his palms flew over, and the cyclone was raging, and then spread out, resisting the sand and stones swept by the demon vulture, and shouted: "Dead bird, okay, okay, the master will go with you!"

The demon vulture "cooed ......" twice, its wings fluttered, almost touching the ground, and flew towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped up, and landed lightly on the back of the demon vulture, the sword clenched in his hand, his eyes condensed, and as the demon vulture leaped up, he flew towards the bright hole.

He had a kind of expectation, but also a little apprehension, he didn't understand why this demon vultures wanted to take him out of the cave, could it be that the demon vulture had encountered some kind of fierce enemy, and wanted to go out to help himself?

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