I Secretly Cultivated Immortality In College

Tongcheng City, Sha Town, an ordinary village.

In the early morning, the golden sunshine shines on the villages and the land. Green mountains stretch in the distance, and clear rivers meander around, dotted between old trees and villages.

As the fog dissipated by the sun, an inconspicuous house was revealed in the village.

Inside the house, Zhang Yuan and his parents were sitting around a small Eight Immortals table in the living room, having breakfast.

The meal is very simple, a plate of fried mustard greens, a plate of fried bamboo shoots with pork belly, and a bowl of dried radish pickled by Zhang Yuan's mother.

Zhang Yuan's parents quickly grabbed the steaming sweet potato porridge and hurried out to go to work.

Zhang Yuan used his chopsticks to poke at the sweet potato porridge in the bowl, feeling his appetite was gone.

He caught a cold again in the past few days, which made his already poor appetite even worse.

"Motoko, eat more. You will be going to university in half a month. Take good care of yourself."

Zhang Yuan's mother, Wang Ru, said with concern, with a trace of relief and pride on her face.

Zhang Yuan is one of the few children in the village who was admitted to college this year, and he was admitted to Tongcheng University, one of the best 985 schools in Tongcheng City! Therefore, Zhang Yuan's parents were quite proud.

Finally, there is a college student in the family, and Motoko is going to be successful in the future!

Zhang Yuan's parents straightened up a lot when they talked in the village.

The only thing that made Zhang Yuan's parents Wang Ru feel inadequate was that the child Yuanzi was not in good health since he was a child. He was thin and had a poor appetite. Not only did he catch a cold a few days ago.

"Hey, okay!"

Zhang Yuan responded in a low voice, coughed twice, and picked up his breakfast listlessly.

At this time, Zhang Yuan's parents had already finished breakfast.

Dad Zhang Ting went out with his old motorcycle and waited for his mother Wang Ru at the door. Wang Ru hurriedly packed her things, took Zhang Yuan's dad's old motorcycle, and went to work in the factory in the town together.

Before leaving, Wang Ru said: Yuanzi, wash the dishes after dinner, and remember to take medicine!

"Well, okay mom, you can go to work without worry!"

"be careful on the road!"

Zhang Yuan said.

He is a sensible and filial child.

Woohoo!

The old motorcycle left the yard, leaving Zhang Yuan alone at home.

Zhang Yuan finished half a bowl of rice slowly and listlessly, but his head was still groggy. It was such a hot summer and he had already taken medicine for two days, but his cold was still not cured at all.

Fortunately, this cold was not too serious.

The sun has risen, and a ray of sunlight shines into the house.

Zhang Yuan poured a glass of boiling water, finished the cold pills on the table, and then walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

By the time I was done, it was already past nine o'clock.

Outside the house, the sun is shining brightly, and the morning sun is not too harsh.

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment, walked into his room, and dug out from the mountain of books a pirated version of the "Huangdi Neijing" that he bought from a street stall when he went to town to see a doctor a few days ago.

This book is 16 pages in size, with a light yellow cover and rough paper, but it is cheap at only 10 yuan.

Zhang Yuan took the book and walked to the yard. Feeling the warm sunshine on his body, he took a deep breath, then turned the first page seriously and read aloud.

In the past, under the Yellow Emperor, people were born with spirits, weak but able to speak, young and arrogant, long and agile, and mature enough to ascend to heaven.

He then asked the Heavenly Master: I have heard that people in ancient times were a hundred years old in the Spring and Autumn Period, but their movements did not decline; people today are half a hundred years old, but their movements declined. Is this different in the times?

Qi Bo replied: People in ancient times knew that the method was based on yin and yang, and the harmony of magic. They had regular food and drink, regular daily life, and did not work rashly. Therefore, they could live in harmony with the spirit and live their whole life. Go when you are a hundred years old.

"Those who know it, the method is based on Yin and Yang, and it is based on the number of magic??"

what does it mean?

Although Zhang Yuan had good grades in high school and could understand every word of "Those who know it, the law is based on yin and yang, and the harmony is based on magic numbers", Zhang Yuan was still confused as to what the old man Qi Bo meant!

He shook his head and continued reading.

Huangdi said: I have heard that there was a real person in ancient times who grasped the heaven and the earth, grasped the yin and yang, breathed the essence, and guarded the spirit independently. His muscles were as one, so he could live in the heaven and the earth, and there was no end. This was the birth of his Tao.

Pick up the heaven and earth, grasp the yin and yang, breathe the essence, and guard the spirit independently? ?

What does it mean again? ?

Zhang Yuan held the book and looked confused.

Ai, forget it!

Just when Zhang Yuan closed the book and was about to go back to the house to rest, a loud voice came from outside the yard: Is Zhang Yuan at home? There is express delivery for you!

Zhang Yuan stopped and turned around to see a courier boy in red.

He hurried over to open the door and took the two packages from the courier boy.

After signing, Zhang Yuan thanked him.

The courier boy rode away on a three-wheeled electric bicycle.

Zhang Yuan happily returned to the yard with the package.

These are two books I found online a few days ago.

One is "Yangshen Cultivation Secrets" and the other is "The 30-Day Foundation-Building Method for Quick Success"!

He cut open the tape on the package with a kitchen knife, took out two newly bought books, and started reading them immediately.

However, within a few minutes, he angrily threw the two cultivation secrets that he bought at 9.9 with free shipping on the ground.

"Damn it, I was cheated!"

"What kind of secret book is this for cultivating immortality? Damn the evil profiteer!"

Zhang Yuan cursed.

I seem to have forgotten that a book that costs 9.9 yuan and comes with free shipping is not very reliable in itself.

These two books, with rough paper quality, a price tag of 9.9 yuan printed on the last page, and poor printing fonts, were not the secrets of cultivating immortals that Zhang Yuan wanted.

Most of the pages of "Yangshen Cultivation Secrets" are copied and excerpted from some popular Taoist cultivation and practice articles on the Internet.

Zhang Yuan had already read many of the contents in the book on the Internet.

The content of "The 30-Day Foundation-Building Method for Quick Success" is even more abominable. The illustrations and introductions in the book are actually the eighth set of radio gymnastics that I practiced every day in middle school!

"Grass!"

"The liar will kill the whole family!"

Zhang Yuan cursed viciously, feeling that his intelligence was insulted.

However, he soon felt relieved.

What secrets on cultivating immortality can be bought for 9.9 yuan?

At first, it was just an impulsive purchase, with the attitude of giving it a try, but the merchant's headline-grabbing approach was too much.

Naked consumer fraud!

Zhang Yuan held two books with rough printing and couldn't laugh or cry. Then he stood at the door, shook his head, and murmured to himself: "Hey, I am really not a child of luck."

“I’ve been reading too many online articles lately.”

Zhang Yuan's sudden interest in cultivating immortals started a month ago.

A month ago, Zhang Yuan's neighbor, the warm-hearted Grandma Wang who liked to chat whenever she saw Zhang Yuan, suddenly passed away!

Two days before Grandma Wang's death, Zhang Yuan saw Grandma Wang energetically planting vegetables in the vegetable field on the roadside.

At that time, when Grandma Wang saw Zhang Yuan walking by, she smiled and waved to Zhang Yuan from afar, congratulating him on being admitted to university!

He also stuffed a handful of freshly picked lettuce into Zhang Yuan’s arms and asked Zhang Yuan to take it home to eat.

As a result, within two days, Granny Wang left!

It was so sudden.

Then, two weeks ago, Li Lecai, a best friend from a class at Zhang Yuan High School, was accidentally hit and killed by a truck while riding his bicycle on the road.

Zhang Yuan's weak mind was stimulated again.

These are best friends, the kind who play very well.

When Zhang Yuan heard the news, he was so frightened that he couldn't recover for three days.

Life is too fragile.

These two things reminded Zhang Yuan of an old incident.