Dedicate One’s Mind

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, 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 in 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 great road 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 very surprised when they found out that the master had given Wu Yi a miscellaneous book. They were obviously 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 on 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 skills 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.

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 turtle and snake have extraordinary meanings in Taoism. Even Wu Yi, who first entered the immortal sect, 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? Wu Yi tapped the stone table with the tip of his right index finger, and gradually made a decision in his heart. In fact, when Wu Yi first practiced, he found 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 also the reason why Wu Yi first hoped to hear about this aspect in class. There is no way, it is not mentioned in the book, otherwise with his withdrawn character, he would rather figure it out on his own, and now even the professors are here In front of his disciples, he implicitly expressed his disapproval of him.

He really could only think about it a little bit by himself. Wu Yi smiled freely and seemed relaxed and content.

For a long time, Wu Yi put down his miscellaneous books, sat alone without squinting, and his mind returned to his heart.

Recalling the descriptions of giant tortoises that I had seen in ancient books, I imagined that I was transformed into a spirit tortoise, floating out of the sea, with a body of hundreds of feet, like an island. With one breath, the wind and thunder shook, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to enter my body. It wasn't until my chest was tight and I was short of breath that I couldn't breathe anymore, then I opened my mouth and nose, and recalled the appearance of the spirit snake spitting out its letters and wandering away. I imagined that I was like a heavenly snake coiling, with the turbid air leaking out in wisps, almost invisible.

Between the inhalation and the exhalation, Wu Yi's mind kept changing between the tortoise and the snake. The inhalation was as long as a black tortoise, and the exhalation was as thin and slow as a celestial snake. The cycle was uninterrupted.

I don't know how many times he breathed out in succession. Gradually, Wu Yi's mind completely sank into it. Only the long and continuous breathing could be heard in the cave, as if a prehistoric cub was inside.

What Wu Yi didn't know was that the eyes of the black beetle inside the bead passed through the dense flames and looked straight at him while he was breathing and practicing. His jaw opened wide with an incredible expression, and there seemed to be a trace of otherworldliness blooming in his empty eyes. Such light.

Wu Yi thought that he could seal the black beetle with fire, but this was actually another attempt by the black beetle to retreat in order to show its weakness to the enemy. It has to be said that the reality is so real.

It was Lin Li who delivered the meal, who woke up Wu Yi. Hearing the sound of knocking at the door, Wu Yi stopped his work and stood up. However, he felt refreshed, his ears and eyesight were clear, and although the sky was dark, his night vision was still intact.

After dinner, Wu Yi carefully recalled the process of practicing self-cultivation and understanding the sense of Qi based on the description of the turtle and snake in miscellaneous books. The result was undoubtedly fruitful. Even if Wu Yi breathed normally now, the frequency was higher than before. It is much slower and more sensitive to changes in airflow.

But after all, he was struggling on his own, and it was not systematic. The source was a book that was more similar to a folk tale. Wu Yi was even worried that his previous feelings were an illusion caused by his excessive desire for progress.

While thinking about how he had done it before, he wrote down the processes he thought were important on paper. By comparing the contents in the Taoist books, Wu Yi delineated the reasonable and redundant bit by bit.

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

After the preliminary confirmation, Wu Yizheng was planning to confirm the correctness through his own practice, but unexpectedly there was another voice outside the door.

Wu Yi had doubts in his heart. His cave was at the top of Lingxiu Peak. The wind was strong, the spiritual energy was thin, the trees and grass were thick, and the area was small. Except for Wu Yi who lived here, Lin Li came here to deliver food on weekdays. And Lin Li had just arrived, who could it be?

Wu Yi opened the door, but there was no one there, only a yellow-brown rune floating on the door.

Wu Yi knew that this was a messenger talisman, and at least he had to generate energy before he could use it. He used spiritual energy to activate the talisman, but he needed a physical object as a guide, such as the recipient's clothes and hair and other things that could guide the purpose. Of course, if The method is clever. If you meet people and intercept their aura, you don't need physical objects as a guide.

Touching the rune lightly with your hand, the light on the rune gradually dimmed. When it disappeared, it suddenly spontaneously ignited out of thin air, leaving four large characters "Beware of Gurashi" in the air. The writing did not last for a few breaths before completely disappearing into the void. Not a trace of ashes remained, as if it had never been there.

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

After combing through layer by layer and analyzing bit by bit, Wu Yi can determine the following points: first, the writer has a close relationship with Ge family but has internal disputes; second, the writer is optimistic about him and puts at least part of his treasure on him. Third, the reason for the problem should be Wu Yi's abnormal start, which led some people to choose to take action now.

In addition to this, other than the purpose of causing this so-called Ge family to suffer a loss, the author's other purpose cannot be deduced for the time being.

If an ordinary person receives such a letter at night, he will be worried all night and think about countermeasures to prevent being assassinated. However, Wu Yi believes that thinking too much is useless and will only increase worries. It is better to calm down and do the most important thing. Good thing.

Therefore, after Wu Yi integrated the existing information and obtained a rough inference, he put it down and continued his previous "skill creation".

After all, one force can defeat all laws, and conspiracies and tricks are just trivial matters after all. As their cultivation level increases, they are just doing useless work.

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