Chapter 3: Sorting out memories, practicing Dharma and Kung Fu: Chiji Heart Technique, Jian Yuanlu
Shiyuan County, Southern Xinjiang Prefecture, the weather has reached the time between Zichou. At this moment, it is the daily handover of Yin and Yang, and the Yin Qi between heaven and earth is at its strongest. , when Yang Qi is at its weakest.
A lamp was placed in the middle of the table, opening up a circle of darkness and creating a void in the middle.
A few people were sitting around the table, they were sitting against the wall, and some chairs were empty.
“The mysterious light condenses and the magic power manifests. The disciples of the great sect are really different from the heretical sects like us.”
It takes many years of practice and repeated tempering for magic power to reach the point where it can be condensed and formed, and can be driven and used by people like a substance.
This kind of cultivation and purification of magic power, at least among those here who are expelling insects, raising ghosts, practicing martial arts, and refining corpses, no one can achieve it.
Even if he could barely do it, he still wouldn't be able to be as illustrious and as light-weight as the previous Taoist official of the Tang Dynasty.
One of the people present, an old man with a withered face in a gray robe, sighed with emotion. There was a copper bell hanging on his waist, and in the shadow behind him, there was an extremely tall shadow standing seemingly invisible. .
His surname is Li and his name is Jiuyou. He raises a corpse puppet. He can be regarded as a famous corpse master in this southern region.
"Hmph, what kind of famous sect? Who among you here hasn't killed a few disciples of the big sect? If he dares to cause trouble, even my surname Tu will dare to kill him!"
The one who spoke at this time The man was covered in rattan armor, barefooted, and had a gleaming unsheathed long sword on his waist.
Although Nanjiang Prefecture is poor in products, the deep mountains, swamps and miasma-filled air also produce many cultivation resources. Over time, many local cultivators will naturally be cultivated.
Li Jiuyou is like this, and so is Tu Hong. In order to practice martial arts, he once sneaked into the deep mountains and old forests. He did not care about anything, devoted himself to it, and practiced hard for ten years. He imitated monkeys and jumped around on the trees, jumping continuously. After five years of practice, I don’t know how many mistakes I made, but I finally mastered the martial arts inherited from my family to perfection.
He wears rattan armor, has a long sword in his hand, and some secret physical skills mixed with martial arts. With these, Tu Hong is the strongest warrior of the Tu family. Even those who practice magic, such as Li Jiuyou and Granny You, want to give him three points.
Because of Tu Hong's fierce aura, the candle in the middle of the table was flickered and shone to the corner of the room.
It was a man with disheveled hair, wearing tattered clothes. This 'person' was lying on the ground like a spider. Under the long hair was a pale female face, which was extremely strange.
The moment it was illuminated by the candlelight, it shrank back sharply, like a spider, retracting behind an old woman in black with silver hair.
"Tu Hong, you scared my poor boy!"
The old woman in black with silver hair was leaning on a cane. She slapped the cane, and darkness suddenly enveloped her figure, cold and cold. Under the pressure of the Qi machine, the flames on the table almost went out.
The strong Qi and blood evil energy of warriors can harm Yin spirits.
Between humans and ghosts, ghosts are actually more afraid of humans, let alone a tyrannical warrior like Tu Hong.
“I don’t care who you want to kill, but don’t implicate us. The real name of Red God Son of Huoyun Cave Mansion is famous all over the world. At that time, Old Man Han said that he had an old relationship with this real person, but we didn’t believe it. Now Huo Yun The disciples from Dongfu have arrived. I believe you can kill him, but When the flying sword comes one day in the future, I hope you, Tu Hong, can still be as tough as you are today."
Zou Shepo is a rather beautiful middle-aged woman. When she mentioned that. When the Red God Son of Huoyun Mansion came into being, the other three people present had some changes in their expressions.
Although the few present here are people who are used to being domineering and unscrupulous in this Shiyuan County, they are inevitably a little arrogant, but they are not arrogant enough to think that they can compete with the person who has been influenced by the entire Tang Dynasty. Compared with the respected national teacher.
It is said that this Taoist master has been practicing for hundreds of years with the true inheritance of ancient sword immortals. When he was young, he once appeared and shocked the world, and slew a dragon with his sword flying thousands of miles away.
The stronger the Taoism, the more prosperous land it can occupy. If Yangyin Gu is really more powerful than the orthodox Taoist lineage, then the entire Tang Dynasty will not follow Taoism.
"Let Qing'er test it out first to see if we can make friends. If he is easy to talk to, I am willing to give him more than a hundred households to support him, and the three of you can add another hundred households... If so If we still can't talk about it together, then we'll find a way to make him 'die' here. The miasma in southern Xinjiang is so deep that even if there's an accident, the real person won't be able to do it. Are you going to bury the entire county with his disciples?”
“We will hide in the mountains then, and we will still have the final say here in a few years.”
The entire Shiyuan County is only five years old. There are more than a thousand households, and the four people present can send more than 200 households to support Taoists with just their mouths. This shows how deep-rooted they are here.
Late at night, in a ruined temple on a hillside in Shiyuan County, a young Taoist priest was using an oil lamp to silently recite the Taoist scriptures in his memory on a shabby long table:
The "Chiji Heart Method" is The fundamental method of Qi training is Red God Most of the twenty-four disciples taught by Zizhenzi majored in this method that directly pointed to the golden elixir. However, Chi Shenzi had a large collection of books, and he did not prohibit his disciples from minoring in other techniques based on their own innate aptitudes, and even Change the fundamental law.
I just want to point out in advance that frequent changes in major exercises are detrimental to Taoist practice.
"Sword Yuan Lu" This is the auxiliary skill of Chiji Heart Technique. Because the Chiji Heart Technique has been cultivated to a higher level, the domineering and sharp energy in the sword energy is needed to assist in breakthrough. It comes with a set of Chiji Heart Technique. Twelve basic sword techniques.
Lu Cheng inherited all the memories of his predecessor, and even possessed the magic power at the peak of Qi training. However, the spells and sword techniques that his predecessor Lu Cheng knew were very unfamiliar to him and could not be used.
Just like a person who has been ill for a long time and gradually recovers, he will have some advantages in returning to his previous job, but it will never be possible to completely inherit it without any unfamiliarity.
"Fortunately, there are a lot of wealth pills in the Qiankun Bag. Before these things are used up, it should be enough for me to protect myself."
Excellent pen and ink, On fine rice paper, under an oil lamp, on the long table, Lu Cheng silently wrote the contents of the two exercises over and over again in extremely ugly calligraphy, constantly thinking, recalling, pondering, and understanding. Especially the key memories are from the time when Lu Cheng worshiped at the gate of Huoyun Mansion, the teachings and guidance of Master Chi Shenzi.
A person's memories of more than twenty years are vast. If you recall carefully, the time it takes is not much different from experiencing it again. Of course, Lu Cheng has some emphasis. Be selective.
In the opening lecture of Master Chi Shenzi, most of what he said was the basic general idea, the basis of the method he practiced, and the true meaning. There is a way but no method, there is a method but no skills. It is not good for fighting, but it is good for cultivating the Tao.
As the memories deepened, in a daze, Lu Cheng felt as if he had turned into a little boy, sitting on a futon among the mountains, seriously Listening to the sermon of the old man on the top of the mountain:
"The great road is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the great road is nameless, nourishing all things; I don't know its name, so I call it Tao."
"Husband's Tao: There is clear and turbid, there is movement and there is stillness; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, the sky moves and the earth is quiet. Men are clear and women are turbid, men are moving and women are still. The origin of the flow is reduced, and all things are born. The pure is the source of turbidity, Movement is the foundation of tranquility. If people can always be quiet, the world will be harmonious. They all return..."
"If people can always be peaceful, everything in the world will return..." Because of the deep vicarious memory, when the master said this sentence in the dialect above, Lu Cheng subconsciously followed suit. come out.
When the memories came to an end and his mind gradually returned, Lu Cheng could even feel that the originally intense magic power in his body became a little more docile.
Some people will benefit from the same book after reading it, while some people will only waste their time or even suffer from it after reading it.
Every sermon given by the real Akamiko in his memory, Lu Cheng could benefit from after recalling it, but the predecessor Lu Cheng obviously couldn't do it. Many times, he would even be distracted. Talk and laugh with other disciples.
He didn't listen to the class, and Lu Cheng could not be found in his memory. Every time at this time, Lu Cheng's teeth were itching with hatred.
"Sure enough, those who are in the midst of blessings do not know their blessings."
Sort out the magical power and practice sword skills.
One is static practice and the other is dynamic practice, but both are principles of practice.
After cultivating mana to the ninth level of Qi training, even if you don’t practice any exercises, your mana will increase during passive operation. This is of course a good thing for most monks in the world, but for those who are almost Not so for the obsessed Lu Cheng.
Not only does he not dare to collect Qi for practice now, but he also has to use the power of movement and stillness to continuously consume and purify the mana in his body. This is not easy.
“The Chiji Twelve-Style Introductory Sword Technique, nine defenses, two attacks, and one change. I can understand the meaning and subsequent changes of each sword move, and even make improvements, but the sword moves are not related to the ones in my body. The interaction of mana, and even the guidance of the vitality of the outside world, are areas that I don’t understand at all, and I need to cultivate them step by step in my own body.”
Lu Cheng's sword movements were quite satisfactory, and he carefully understood the meaning contained in this set of introductory sword techniques.
As time passed, the ancient sword in Lu Cheng's hand was infused with mana, and it buzzed faintly. A mist like mist appeared on the pure blue sword edge, just like a mist. It's like air distorted by high temperature.
At the same time, outside the ruined temple, a green and cute little snake snaked up the window sill and peered in from the broken window.
In the temple, the young Taoist danced faster and faster as he became more proficient, and the sword light gradually moved like a dragon and snake. Driven by his magic power, his energy and spirit were poured into him, and there was a flash of sword light. Through the gap in the broken window, the green snake's eyes were reflected.
As if the green snake was hit hard, it immediately fell over, then slid down the window sill and remained motionless for a long time, as if dead. After a long time, it moved again, and then began to squirm and crawl, and seemed to be fleeing towards the ruined temple. Went.
After a long time, the young Taoist's sword practice in the ruined temple came to an end as he panted and shed a thin layer of sweat.
As Lu Cheng held the incantation in front of him with his left hand, he let go of the long sword with his right hand. The blue ancient sword came out of his hand but did not fall to the ground. Instead, it was suspended in mid-air, following the Taoist's will like a swimming fish. It circled around in a circle and then was sheathed.
“No, this level of swordsmanship cannot be used in actual combat at all. The sword handling is sluggish and cannot be controlled at all. The close combat swordsmanship is too dangerous and there is no reaction at all in the face of changes. Once the physical body is damaged, the future path will be affected."
Based on the memory of his predecessor, Lu Cheng knew that this is how Qi-training monks wield swords.
Qi-training monks do not have spiritual consciousness. The flying sword wielding magic weapon is completely wrapped and controlled by its own magic power. Therefore, the sluggishness of the sword can only be reduced by increasing proficiency. I think To be able to control as one wishes, only by advancing to the foundation-building realm and condensing divine consciousness can one be able to move the sword with thought and control as one wishes.
"In sword fighting, it is important to have the right time, place, and people. My current relationship with people and people is not good enough because of my obsession, so it is better to work on the right time and place."
My predecessor, Lu Cheng, was a master of light swordsmanship and heavy spells. , he has never had any in-depth study in swordsmanship, but is quite talented in magic and has a lot of memory.
Just to find those spells that are easy to repair and use but also powerful, Lu Cheng still has to search carefully in his memory.
On this day, as the sky grew late, a feeling of exhaustion came over him. Lu Cheng took a shower and began to rest.
Monks in the Qi training realm still need to sleep. As their cultivation level gets deeper, monks will gradually become sleepless, closer to the sky, and further away from people, and even gradually forget that they were once mortals. .
However, in Lu Cheng's opinion, sleeping is one of the great enjoyments in life, and he will not give up the enjoyment of sleeping. Even if he practices, he does it to make himself happier, not to practice for the sake of practice.
(End of this chapter)