Chapter 901

I want to cross the sea.

—Who wouldn't?
And the most critical first step is to see the sea first.Only when you see the sea can you have the desire to cross the sea.

To use the words of Taoism in the previous life, if you want to obtain the Tao, if you want to seek the Tao, at least you must first hear the Tao, right?If you don't even know what "Tao" is, how about a hammer?

The most important thing for Xu Guangling to tell Xu Tonghui about "The Road to Qingyun" is not to teach him the secret method. Of course, it is impossible to publish the secret method in such an external "official document".

It is also not to tell him a few "Taoist poems".

Or, more than that, far more than that.

Through this script, Xu Guangling only did one thing, that is, pointing to the sea and showing it to Xu Tonghui.

Including telling this story to Gan Congshi now, the intention is the same.

After hearing this, Gan Congshi pondered for a long time.

The wine in the altar was completely exhausted, and he took the last sip from the cup. Gan Congshi breathed out slightly, and then asked Xu Guangling pretending to be drunk, "Xiaolingzi, that's 'condensing qi' , really exist?"

As a pharmacist, or an indigenous drug king, it seems not surprising that he was the first to ask this question.

Xu Guangling smiled slightly, and then said: "Really, it exists."

This is the same thing as the "Ten Thousand Dharma Scriptures". Whether they exist or not depends entirely on Xu Guangling's will. If he wants to have them, then there will be.

So at this time, when he said "true", he said "existence", that is true existence.

Gan Congshi stagnates in his heart.

He can't believe it's true, let alone suspect it's false, this is probably what he's thinking now.

And after being confirmed by Xu Guangling again, the description of Ning Qi San in the story just now came to Gan Congshi's mind verbatim.

"No matter how bad the root is, no matter how poor the comprehension is, no matter how lazy the practice is, as long as you take this condensing qi powder, within ten years, you will be able to condense qi to a great extent, and then break through to open the meridians."

"And if the root bone is good, the comprehension is good, and the practice is good, within three years, it is hoped that the meridians will be unblocked."

That decade or something was completely ignored by Gan Congshi.

There was only one sentence circling in his mind like a gust of wind.

Within three years, it is expected to open the veins!

How many years did it take Gan Congshi to advance from condensing Qi to Tongmai?

28 years!

Almost, 30 years.

And three years, a full ten times the gap.

And this is just the beginning of practice, it is only the lowest level of the three major levels of human level, earth level, and heavenly level.

That kind of shock, that kind of confusion, that kind of loss, that kind of vicissitudes of life, the non-participant, really can't understand.

And all these things finally turned into a kind of bone-chilling sadness.

Gan Congshi looked at Xu Guangling, in a trance, it was clearly just a figure sitting on the opposite side close at hand, but it seemed to be far away on the other side of the sea, far away in the sky.

What he saw in front of his eyes seemed to be just a phantom.

Before reading the Wooden Pan Sutra, he had already been shocked enough. After reviewing the whole night, he thought that his mood had completely calmed down, but he never expected to hear such a story again.

You did it on purpose, huh?

But Gan Congshi at this moment has completely lost the mind to complain about this aspect.

After being stunned for a while, he just continued to ask with a desolate tone and demeanor: "The Tongtian tree also exists?"

"exist."

Xu Guangling said.

In the description of Jiantianjing, there is such a thing.

Of course, it is not called "Tongtianshu".

But whatever they are called is actually the same, just like in his previous life he was called Xu Guangling and Xu Zhuoyan, in this life he was called Zhuang Mingtang, and now he is called Xu Guangling again.

Xu Guangling is him.

Xu Zhuoyan is also him.

Zhuang Mingtang was still him.

In the future, he is destined to have more titles.

And the initial coordinates, there are always only two, Xu Guangling, from the parents who gave birth, and Xu Zhuoyan, from the teacher who preached.

When he used the name Xu Guangling, his parents were in his heart.

When he thought of the name Xu Zhuoyan, the teacher was in his heart.

"That... sir, also exists?" After a long pause, Gan Congshi continued to ask.

That gentleman does not exist.

This person was originally a fictional character created by Xu Guangling, but it is both fictional and not fictional. His image not only blends with Mr. Zhang, but also blends with Mr. Chen, and also blends with Xu Guangling himself. .

In other words, this is the image of a "Taoist" that Xu Guangling wanted.

It's like he wrote "Burning Brilliance" and "Lan Ke", and then described a state of life he wanted.

Laozi described his Taoist image in the Tao Te Ching:
"Subtle and mysterious, deep and incomprehensible. Yuxi Ruodong sheds the river,..."

"Know the male, keep the female. Know the white, keep the black."

"Know the world without leaving home. See the way of heaven without peeping."

So wait.

And in Xu Guangling's case, that gentleman is also one of his images.

When writing the storybook, Xu Guangling was casual, like scribbling, but when writing about that gentleman, Xu Guangling was solemn and solemn.Of course, it is as important as it is light, because it was originally based on him and them.

When the teacher is there, when Mr. Chen is there, when he is also there.

Mr. Zhang's "teaching", Mr. Chen's "hao", and his current "high", the combination of the three of them is the "Mr."

So at this time, facing Gan Cong's another question, Xu Guangling also did not hesitate, nodded directly, and said: "Exist."

Gan Congshi also nodded.

He thinks he understands.

Why is this little guy in front of him like this? Why is he only in his early ten years old? Why hasn’t he officially started to practice?

All of this should be due to that "Mr."

Unexpectedly, there are such characters in the world.

This thought flashed through Gan Congshi's mind, but it was only a flash. ——He is not qualified to make any comments on those characters that exist outside the clouds and the sky.

Gan Congshi even felt that he was not even qualified to look up to him.

Because the gap is too far.

And the gap doesn't seem to be that far...

In your eyes, the reflection of the world is hidden.

Gan Congshi looked at the opposite side, and from the eyes of the small figure on the opposite side, he saw an image that was both familiar and unfamiliar, a bit old, a bit confused, a bit sad, and a bit of hidden passion.

He has no chance to meet an existence like "Sir".

Not to mention now, even going back to 80 or [-] years ago, it is impossible for him to have a chance.

But Xiaolingzi...

If it wasn't for being afraid of being stupid, Gan Congshi even wanted to smirk a little bit when he thought about it.

Shaking his head, shaking his head vigorously, Gan Congshi tried his best to throw the "one hundred million holes in the human body" and "Mr." out of his consciousness, and tried not to think about them. God forgets those.

With this shaking of the head, all the confusion and sadness were also shaken away.

Gan Congshi's mind completely turned to Qingming, just like the dawn that has come, it is both clear and bright.

"Xiaolingzi, may I take you as my teacher?" Gan Congshi smiled drunkenly.

Yes, after Qingming, he was drunk again, it seemed that he was even more drunk than before.

(End of this chapter)

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