Chapter 8: Learning Taoism From Miscellaneous Books, Yellow Talisman Delivers Message

Sandalwood scent rises from the copper incense burner and lingers for a long time, filling the cave and having the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind.

Oh, Wu Yi put down the pen in his hand. The stone table was filled with scrolls with wet ink. The words were elegant, vertical and horizontal, and eloquent. Wu Yi had just silently read "Xiao Zhou Tian's Moving Method" four or five times in succession, and he didn't stop until his right hand was sore that he could no longer write.

Wu Yi had acted calmly outside the palace before, unfazed by honor or disgrace, but who knew the anxiety in his heart? When there was no one else to talk to, he had no choice but to write to relieve his boredom. He even took out a little sandalwood that was handed out in the temple to suppress it, which shows the great pressure inside his heart.

Although he is no longer as anxious as before due to mental exhaustion, the problem has not been substantially solved. The professor's gift book on the other side of the table is spread out flatly there, seeming to advise Wu Yi that the road to success is not expected, so it is better to go back, go back .

"Let's see what your potential is. If you are so patient and still want to seek immortality, you should go down the mountain as soon as possible and become a rich man." A joking voice came from the other side of the cave.

Wu Yi looked at the scripture he had written silently before and said without raising his head: "If I really want to go down the mountain and become a rich man, I will definitely give you a new home. Don't suffer with me."

"You finally understand. It's better to go down the mountain now to avoid being kicked out." Black Beetle said happily and beguilingly.

"What about Nanyuan Daze? It's inaccessible, full of poisonous insects, and the most important thing is that it's sheltered all year round. I just learned about this place, and I don't know if you like it or not." Wu Yi raised the corner of his mouth and said evilly.

"Wow, you dare to threaten me. Do you think those so-called poisonous insects and beasts can hurt me? Do you think I can't recover without the sun? You underestimate the powerful means." Black Beetle pretended. Angry, he dismissed Wu Yi's threats.

"Then I'd better keep you by my side, so that you don't have to harm others." As he spoke, Wu Yi sank into the bead and mobilized the flames to surround the black beetle tightly, not letting him make a single sound. Indifferently, the black beetle jumped up and down in the flames, its limbs dancing together, and then Wu Yi's mind exited the bead like a tide.

Seeing that he was being oppressed by a group of senior brothers and professors in the Taoist temple, Black Beetle deliberately suppressed his confidence and took the opportunity to change the relationship between the two, making Wu Yi rely more on him. How could Wu Yi agree, so he locked him up for a few days and let him eat He endured hardships and was constantly thinking about challenging his authority and having some unreasonable thoughts.

It has only been ten days, so there is still time to calm down and stop thinking. Wu Yi said silently in his heart.

Feeling agitated and not suitable for cultivation, Wu Yi simply took out the miscellaneous book Liu Zhiyun gave him and read through it bit by bit.

This miscellaneous book is actually an encyclopedia. It does not contain any cultivation techniques, but it only tells some folk customs, court duties and interesting anecdotes.

This is also the reason why the other disciples were surprised when they found out that the master had given Wu Yi a miscellaneous book. They were clearly not optimistic about Wu Yi's qualifications and suggested that he go down the mountain and become a mortal.

Although this was the book that the professor had given him, Wu Yi had no intention of throwing this book aside after looking through it. It's not that Wu Yi has no desire to seek immortality in his heart, but he found that this book records many wealthy families in Dayu Kingdom. Although it only tells about their huge influence in the government and the public, most of them have other details at the beginning. There are stories about the ancestor meeting an immortal on the road and receiving instructions from the immortal.

There may be many fictitious contents in it, but in this world where magical powers are manifested and countries are unified by Tao, it is not impossible that there may be real contents.

"Hey," Wu Yi suddenly said in surprise, "This Li Jiading Beihou must have realized the sense of Qi."

Wu Yi's suspicion was not unreasonable. He only saw the record in the book: "Li Cunzhong, a native of Licun Village in northern Hebei Province, was an agile young man who was good at riding and shooting. One day he saw an old man sitting and lying on a stone. He looked like a turtle. He looked like a snake, his eyes were confused, and he could not move an inch for three days. When he woke up, he no longer saw the old man, but he learned the art of spitting out the turtle and snake. He could not breathe or breathe for half a day, and he could enter the water dozens of feet without any trouble. "

This Li Cunzhong relied on the turtle and snake breathing technique he had learned to have extraordinary physical strength. He showed his prominence in the Northern Expedition, which made the Hu people dare not go south to herd horses, and he was granted the title of marquis and nobles, and reached the pinnacle of worldliness.

Wu Yi was not surprised by Li Cunzhong's achievements. Wu Yi was no longer interested in these since he entered the immortal gate. Instead, he was curious about the old man who looked like a turtle and looked like a snake.

Turtle means quietness; Snake means initiative. The two elephants of tortoise and snake have extraordinary meanings in the Taoist sect. Even Wu Yi, who entered the immortal sect for the first time, knew this.

Wu Yi has no intention of discussing why the author uses the two elephants of turtle and snake as the appearance of the old man. In fact, there are many folk beliefs in the two elephants of turtle and snake, so the author is not necessarily borrowing them here.

However, Li Cunzhong watched the turtle and snake for half a day without breathing or breathing, and even after entering the water for tens of feet, he could clearly feel the signs of Qi. Only when the Qi was generated, his exhalation and inhalation were greatly prolonged, and even internal breathing could be achieved. Do it.

Turtle or snake? The tip of Wu Yi's index finger on his right hand tapped lightly on the stone table, and he gradually made a decision in his heart. In fact, when Wu Yi first practiced, he discovered a long time ago that the "Little Zhou Tian Transportation Technique" seemed to focus more on generating anger. The Houyuan Qi circulates in the meridians according to the small circumference, opening up the meridians and nourishing the physical body. However, it is unclear on how to generate the sense of Qi.

This should be because the writer of the scriptures considered that if the Taoist scriptures fell into the hands of outsiders, they would set up an obstacle to prevent the secrets from being leaked. This obstacle Wu Yi should not have encountered, because the way to generate anger should be as a master and disciple. Content passed down.

But it happened that Wu Yi was not introduced to it normally, and it was a pity that I missed the first course that explained the key points.

This is why Wu Yi was looking forward to hearing the key points in class. There was no other way. The book did not mention it. Otherwise, with his eccentric personality, he would rather figure it out by himself. Now even the professor has implicitly expressed his disapproval of him in front of all the students.

He can only figure it out by himself. Wu Yi smiled freely and seemed relaxed.

After a long time, Wu Yi put down the miscellaneous books, looked straight ahead, sat alone, and returned his mind to his heart. His mind was not affected by external factors, but was quiet inside. His environment was not disturbed by internal factors, but was quiet outside. He cut off all distracting thoughts and collected his mind.

Recalling the descriptions of giant turtles he had seen in ancient books, he imagined himself as a spirit turtle, floating out of the sea, with a body of a hundred feet, like a small island. When he took a breath, the wind and thunder shook, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to enter his body until he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and could no longer breathe. Then he opened his mouth and nose, and recalled the appearance of a spirit snake spitting out its tongue and swimming. He imagined himself as a sky snake coiling, with turbid air overflowing, strands of which were almost invisible.

In this inhalation and exhalation, Wu Yi's mind kept changing between the tortoise and the snake. The inhalation was long like a black tortoise, and the exhalation was slow like a heavenly snake. The cycle could not be interrupted.

I don't know how many times he inhaled and exhaled continuously. Gradually, Wu Yi's mind was completely immersed in it. In the cave, only the long breathing sound could be heard continuously, as if a young beast was in it.

What Wu Yi didn't know was that the eyes of the black beetle in the bead passed through the dense flames, staring at him breathing and practicing, with its jaw wide open, revealing an incredible expression, and a different light seemed to bloom in its empty eyes.

Wu Yi thought he could seal the black beetle with fire, but this was actually another retreat for the black beetle to advance and show weakness to the enemy. It must be said that reality is so real.

It was Lin Li who brought the meal to wake Wu Yi up. Hearing the sound of knocking at the door outside, Wu Yi finished his practice and got up, but he felt refreshed, his ears and eyes were sharp, and although it was dark, he could still see well at night.

After dinner, Wu Yi carefully recalled the process of trying to practice and feel the qi according to the description of the two images of the tortoise and the snake in the miscellaneous books. The result was undoubtedly fruitful. Even if Wu Yi breathes normally now, the frequency is much slower than before, and he is more sensitive to the changes in airflow.

But after all, he was struggling and struggling, and there was no system. The source was still a book that was more like a folk story. Wu Yi even worried whether his previous feelings were an illusion caused by his excessive desire for progress.

While recalling how he did it before, he wrote down the process he thought was important on paper. By comparing the content in the Taoist book, Wu Yi circled the reasonable and redundant little by little.

At this moment, he was creating a method as a mortal.

After the initial confirmation, Wu Yi was about to confirm the correctness through his own practice, but unexpectedly, there was a voice outside the door again.

Wu Yi had doubts in his heart. His cave was on the top of Lingxiu Peak. The wind was strong and the spiritual energy was thin. There were sparse trees and dense grass. The area was narrow and cramped. In addition to Wu Yi living here, Lin Li usually came here to deliver food. Lin Li had just been here. Who could this be?

Wu Yi opened the door, but there was no one in sight. Only a yellow-brown rune was floating at the door.

Wu Yi knew that this was a message talisman. At least he had to feel the aura to use it. The aura was used to activate the rune, but it needed a physical object as a guide, such as the recipient's clothes and hair, which could guide the destination. Of course, if the means were clever, he could see the person once and intercept the appearance and breath, so there was no need for a physical object as a guide.

Touching the rune with his hand, the light on the rune gradually dimmed. When it disappeared, it suddenly ignited out of thin air, leaving four big characters "Beware of Ge" in the air. The handwriting stayed for only a few breaths and completely disappeared into the void, without a trace of ash, as if it had never appeared.

Turning back to the cave, Wu Yi frowned and muttered to himself: "Be careful, Ge family, Ge family should be a clan, I don't remember any disputes with them, why did someone write to tell me to be careful? And who is this person who sent me the book?"

After combing through the information layer by layer and analyzing it bit by bit, Wu Yi can determine the following points: First, the writer has a close relationship with Ge family but there are disputes; second, the writer is optimistic about him and at least puts some of his treasures on him; third, the reason for the problem should be that Wu Yi's entry is abnormal, which leads to some people choosing to take action now.

In addition, the writer's purpose other than to make this so-called Ge family suffer a loss is temporarily undecided.

If an ordinary person receives such a letter at night, he will be frightened all night and think about countermeasures to prevent being secretly harmed. However, Wu Yi thinks that thinking too much is useless and will only increase troubles. It is better to calm down and do the most important things.

Therefore, after integrating the existing information and getting a general inference, Wu Yi put it aside and continued his previous "gongfa creation".

After all, one force can break all laws, and conspiracy and trickery are ultimately minor matters. With their cultivation level up, they are just doing useless work.

The eventful day passed, and the moonlight shining through the crack in the door became much dimmer, but it finally shone in. The chirping of insects under the grass became much sparser, but they finally sang their voices. Who can tell what will happen tomorrow?