All Heavens Gou Xian

Recalling the scenes since his cultivation.

The speed of cultivation is extremely fast, the three-day sense of entry, and the infuriating formation in March, in just one year, he has opened up the twelve seriousness and reached the twelve-layer realm of breathing technique.

This is very abnormal!

I am just an ordinary earthling.

Growing up eating all kinds of additive food, breathing in the air full of smog, in the novel, it is definitely a waste body with congested meridians and a lot of filth!

The speed of cultivation is extremely slow, and one level a year is the normal level.

There must be something wrong.

Luo Feng is thinking: "The breathing technique is produced by the main god space, the quality is guaranteed, and there will be no low-level mistakes."

Luo Feng came to the conclusion: "Then it must be me who is wrong, and the way I cultivate is wrong."

Cultivation has never been a simple matter. Most of them are inherited from teachers and students, and the explanations are not consistent.

Similar to the two characters of dragon and tiger, in Quanzhen Sect, it is to kill the red dragon and drop the white tiger; in the Zhengyi faction, Yin and Yang converge, and the dragon is separated from the tiger...

Without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is very easy to go the wrong way.

Luo Feng has practiced the breathing technique so far, and he has no problems.

This is because the first twelve layers of breathing techniques have maps, meridians, and notes.

But, after the day after tomorrow turns to the innate barrier, the mystery is mysterious again, and it is definitely not something that can be understood by pictures and texts.

The more you think about it, the more reasonable it becomes, suppressing the agile True Qi.

Find a cyan rock and sit down, Luo Feng adjusts his breathing, allows himself to become calm, and re-runs the first to twelfth layers of the breathing technique.

After some operations, it was like building a dam at the mouth of the Yellow River, finally suppressing the infuriating pass.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

"Finally stabilize my foundation!" Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief

As the saying goes, ask if you don’t understand, and seek medical attention if you are sick.

After Luo Feng went back, he looked everywhere for classics to watch. When he had free time, he would go to Taoist temples, talk about mysticism, study Zen and enlighten Buddha, and even the old Confucian students of the academy were not spared. He wanted to explore the difference between psychology and the source of righteousness. .

However, most of the secular classics have been revised for thousands of years due to war, incompleteness, taboo, and revision.

Ten thousand volumes of books, not a few mantras.

Sifang Taoist Temple and Academy, although there are experts who talk about the Dao and the truth, but there is not a single person.

For Luo Feng's fundamental problem, there is nothing to do.

……

"Crack, click."

The night sounded, the knock on the door.

"Come in." Luo Feng meditated at his desk and said casually.

On the desk, there are a bunch of books, "Southern China Sutra", "Wenshi Sutra", "Chongxu Sutra", "Sutra of Saving People", "Yinfu Sutra", "Qingjing Sutra", "West Ascension Sutra, Heart Seal Sutra, Yellow Court Outer View Sutra, Yellow Court Inner View Sutra, Sitting and Forgotten Theory; Diamond Sutra, Buddha Said Infinite Life Sutra, Buddha Said Amitabha Sutra, "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra", "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", "Buddha's Vows Sutra of Medicine Master Tathagata", "Buddha's Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva", "Surangama Sutra", "Diamond Sutra", "Heart Sutra"; "University" , "Biography"...

Zheng Zha walked in, glanced at it, and sat on the side of the chair, but said nothing.

"call!"

After a long time, Luo Feng sighed, stretched out, raised his head and smiled: "Old Zheng, what's the matter?"

Zheng Zha looked out the window for a while, and said lightly, "Luo Feng, decided to go out and visit the Alien Realm."

Luo Feng put down the pen in his hand and said in surprise: "We are not..."

"No!"

Zheng Zha stood up, stared into Luo Feng's eyes, and said seriously: "I want to go to the Shangqing faction, maybe there is a solution to your innate realm."

Luo Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Old Zheng, haven't I found out all the methods? Besides, the supervising chores of the Supreme Qing faction, why are you..."

"That's more reliable than you. These books have been passed down for thousands of years. You can be sure that they are all right and true! They are not incomplete!"

Zheng Zha pointed to the pile of books on the desk and yelled loudly.

"I'm not……"

Luo Feng also understood in his heart, but he was refuting it.

"Really pass a sentence, false pass ten thousand volumes of books, do you understand!"

Zheng Zha broke out suddenly and roared loudly.

Luo Feng was taken aback, but also knew that what he did was wrong, he murmured weakly: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Zheng Zha was silent, watching with a cold eye.

Having been a friend for so long, he knows Luo Feng very well.

He has many virtues, sticks to principles, is good-hearted, resourceful, thoughtful, and gifted.

But he also has a fatal flaw.

This disadvantage can even smooth out all the previous advantages.

This shortcoming - will not ask for help.

Don't ask outside, this is Luo Feng's characteristic, it can even be said to be his Dao Heart.

Don't ask outside, which determines his otaku thinking, always wanting to become an immortal.

Mo asked outside, so that he could devise dozens of plans by himself, so that the Black Dragon Gang could be calculated to death and escape the pursuit of other aliens.

Don't ask outside, it's like the sword of Damocles can fall at any time, killing Luo Feng.

Zheng Zha can predict Luo Feng's next move.

According to your own plan, try one by one. If you succeed, everyone will be happy. If you fail, you will be over.

Sometimes, Zheng Zha wants to scold: "With your character, you still want to be a fart, why don't you just go to Buddhism!"

Is it not fragrant to be a librarian of the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion? !

If you are lucky, you will meet Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to open a back door for you. It will not work in one life, two lives, no two lives, three lives...

One day I can become a Buddha.

However, Zheng Zha did not dare to scold.

If he dared to scold him, Luo Feng would dare to go to Buddhism and try it.

Factional disputes between gods and bodhisattvas are never within the scope of Xiao Zayu's consideration.

Luo Fenghui was righteous and said righteously: "Buddhist Longevity, isn't it fragrant?!"

……

Thoughts went back and forth, and finally turned into a sentence.

Zheng Zha said firmly: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

"That's it, listen to me!"

Chapter No.17 Three flowers gather at the top of the big genius

At first, Luo Feng wanted to go with him.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Zha sneered: "With your small body, you can't control it carefully, and you will become a pseudo-innate."

Luo Feng: o(╥﹏╥)o

Zheng Zha, you have changed, you have become mature, and you are no longer a freshman who let my tongue be poisonous.

Sure enough, all men are big hooves, except me.

……

On the occasion of parting, Luo Feng sent a little gift.

Zheng Zha glanced at the big gift bags piled up behind him, put it away expressionlessly, waved his hand and said, "At most three years, I will come back and invite you to drink..."

Luo Feng's face froze, and he always felt that Zheng Zha had made a great fg.

Whether you should go or go, time doesn't stop for anyone.

……

In 1926, Yuan Yuan was six years old.

I don't know where the kind-hearted people contributed the money, but the village chief invited an old Confucian scholar.

He is not very knowledgeable, and he does not have the ability to guide the country and save the people.

But the victory lies in his gentle temperament, kindness, and equal treatment of male and female students.

Luo Feng sent Yuan Yuan to the school, so that she could learn to read and write, meet playmates, and have a happy childhood.

Children deserve a childhood, not endless troubles.

One day, the sun went down.

Luo Feng stood in the wind, smiling, welcoming Yuan Yuan who came back from school.

Touching Yuanyuan's little head, Luo Feng smiled and said, "What did Mr. teach you today?"

Yuan Yuan smiled happily: "Uncle Feng, Mr. taught us five words?! I know all about it!"

Luo Feng chuckled lightly, then took out candy from his pocket, took one for himself, and handed one to Yuan Yuan.

"Yuan Yuan is really smart."

Yuan Yuan took the candy, smiling like a crescent moon, naughty and cute.Then he whispered: "However, I only wrote three today and ranked sixth in the school."

The small head was raised high, and the eyes were staring at Luo Feng, as if asking for praise.

Luo Feng nodded gratified and touched Yuan Yuan's little head: "Yes, I'll go home today and I'll teach you one more mathematical formula."

Yuan Yuan showed a bright smile.

For children in the ignorant era, knowledge is something that is out of reach and the most precious gift.

Walking on the country road, the smoke curls up, which is quite moody.

Walking to the front of the house, I saw a villager shouting loudly: "Brother Feng, do you have your package?!"

Luo Feng's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to accept a small sack.

Know who sent it without asking.

He has no second friend in this world.

Ask the messenger to drink a bowl of water and present a few wild fruits before sending it out of the house.

Immediately afterwards, teach Yuan Yuan mathematics, eat, wash, and sleep.

As always, no different from normal.

In the middle of the night, I lit a lamp, exhaled a long breath, and opened the package.

There is a letter and three books in the package, namely Huang Ting's Inner Jingjing, Huang Ting's Outer Jingjing, and a book of Arhat Boxing that Shaolin handymen are qualified to practice.

Inside the envelope, there are seven sheets of paper signed by Zheng Zha.

At this moment, it has been one year and two months since Zheng Zha left his hometown.

They are all modern people, and Zheng Zha has never followed Luo Feng.

As soon as he came up, he scolded and gave him the Qingpao Yiren who passed the examination certificate for the closed-door disciples of the Shangqing School.

Looking at the letter, the lowly stranger who sold his soul in a blue shirt, is not as good as a dog or a gnat...

Luo Feng fell into a deep silence. What happened in the year and two months that Zheng Zha went out? !

After scolding Qingpao Yiren, he complained.

Zheng Zha began to introduce his situation in the Shangqing faction.

Qingpao Yiren is a real bastard, and the closed disciple of the Shangqing faction is a real handyman.