Seeking longevity from the world of Si Teng / Seeking longevity from the world of the Republic of Ch

Seeking longevity from the world of Sato / Seeking longevity from the world of the Republic of China by the caterpillar on the vine

As a magic stick, Qin Li came to the 17th year of the Republic of China. This is an era of warlords and wars. Qin Li possesses a guiding technique and begins the story of his efforts to seek immortality and longevity.

Chapter 1 Poor Taoist

In the spring of 1929 A.D., in a forest in the countryside of Cangcheng Mountain, a figure staggered along a muddy path in the forest. There was continuous drizzle in the air, rattling against the leaves in the forest.

This person has his hair tied in a bun, with an ordinary wooden hairpin inserted in the bun. He is wearing a large indigo rag, a pair of shabby sandals on his feet, and a peach tree wrapped in a small bag on his back. Sword, and a gray cloth bag with a gossip pattern drawn on it, and some supplies are bulging inside.

Holding a broken oil-paper umbrella, I walked slowly on the paths with different depths of water.

It looks like a poor Taoist priest.

Because of the rain, this person's Taoist robe is full of tiny raindrops, the corners of his clothes are full of yellow mud spots, his hair also has a lot of debris, he has a small beard, and his skin is very dark and rough. She's a little thinner, she's almost the second best Yan Chixia.

This person is none other than the protagonist of this book—Qin Li.

It has been more than two years since Qin Li came to this world. He usually practiced on the Qingniu Mountain not far away, and would only go down the mountain when something happened. Someone from Jiacun invited him to do a religious ceremony, so he went out early this morning.

In fact, Qin Li's occupation in his previous life was not a Taoist priest, he was just a fan of Taoist culture.

When he crossed over for the first time, Qin Li also had great ambitions and decided to make a big career, but the "moving bricks" career at the dock in the next few months completely ruined his ambitions.

Is it not good to live?In just three months, there were as many as four times when he was closest to death, three of which nearly died in gang fights, and one almost died of starvation.

After that, Qin Li extinguished his desire to fight for world hegemony. It was really difficult to live in a big city, so he came to the countryside of Cangcheng Mountain.

Relying on his knowledge of a little modern emergency medicine, he bought a set of Taoist robes with the wages earned in March, and started his magic stick career in the countryside.

Because he really knows some medical skills, he has become well-known in several surrounding villages in the past year and a half.

These poor people living at the bottom, with little education and no money, will basically come to him when they encounter trivial matters and have a high fever.

With the modern knowledge he has mastered, he can play well, but the people here are really poor, and every time they finish their work, they only provide him with a meal or a few copper coins.

But also because Qin Li is cheap, the reputation of being helpful spreads like this.

Perhaps this little fame is nothing in other places, but in several surrounding villages, Qin Li is authoritative.

In the past two years, Qin Li has been living very poorly. It is common for him to have a full meal and a hungry meal. In order to survive, he also opened up an acre of vegetable land on Qingniu Mountain. When the season came, he planted some melons, fruits and vegetables to subsidize his family. Comparable to the poorest traveler in the world.

Of course, as a time traveler, he doesn't know anything. In his previous life, by chance, he had obtained a guiding technique - the specific training method of "Quegu Shiqi".

For more than a year on Qingniu Mountain, he practiced unshakably every morning, regardless of whether it was sunny or rainy.

Only in such a harsh living environment can he survive. Although it is normal to not have enough to eat, but because he has practiced Daoyin properly, his physical condition has not deteriorated, and he still maintains a normal state. Can be free from illness.

"Daoyin technique" is also known as "health preservation technique" and "breathing technique". Daoyin technique is a self-exercise method that optimizes the body and mind through the use of consciousness.

Daoyin, which means "Guiding the Qi to make it harmonious, pulling the body to make it soft", the key to practice is to make the "Qi" more peaceful and the "Body" softer.Health preservation puts more emphasis on the purpose of exercise, which is the connotation.

So in essence, "Daoyin Technique" is a way to maintain health and health. Many famous doctors and Taoist priests in history are masters of it, including but not limited to Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, Tao Hongjing, Zhang Sanfeng and so on.

As for whether practicing Daoyin can prolong life or even live forever, Qin Li doesn't know. He only knows that every time he finishes practicing, his fatigue will be washed away, and his whole body feels very comfortable like soaking in a hot spring.

And it can also improve some minor problems in the body, such as arthritis, headaches and so on.

So for more than a year, Qin Li survived thanks to the Daoyin technique, otherwise he would have wanted to die a long time ago, he couldn't get enough to eat every day, and his living conditions were poor.

Now that he has traveled to this world, of course Qin Li still has some dreams. He dare not think about fighting for world hegemony, but what about attaining Taoism and becoming a fairy?

He couldn't die for a while, so he took becoming a fairy as his goal, and practiced diligently every day, trying to get out of the plight as soon as possible and achieve the right fruit.

If it wasn't for this thought, Qin Li might not be able to hold on long ago.

Yuhang is located in the south of the Yangtze River, with a humid climate, and it rains continuously this season of the year.

It was the same at this time last year. Not long after he settled down in the mountains, the thatched hut was not built properly, and the rain leaked all day long. He dare not think about the difficulties of those days now. Sleeping in a cave, Ru Mao drank blood.

Only then did he know that in ancient times, those high-ranking people who lived in seclusion were masters of survival in the wilderness by stepping on horses.

It wasn't until the rainy season passed that his living conditions gradually improved, but even if it improved, it was only as it is now.

The temperature in the forest was very low, and Qin Li was wearing thin clothes, so he felt very cold.

His down-and-out outfit is exactly the same as that of Lin Chong after he was exiled in Water Margin.

The long hair on the top of the head was messy, and many of them had fallen out of the bun, and the white part of the Taoist robe was already black.

But there is no way, Qin Li has no money to sell new ones, he only has two sets of clothes now, one is what he is wearing now, and the other is still drying on the mountain.

After walking another two miles and over a ridge, Qin Li finally walked out of the mountain and came to the village. The Qingniu Mountain he chose was located in a remote place with few people.

One is that Qingniu Mountain is high, it is the highest peak in the vicinity, and the scenery is beautiful, and the other is that it is quiet, even if you fight to the death outside, you can't hit him even if you shoot a cannon.

Another reason is that since ancient times, people in practice have chosen high mountains as their dojo.

Although Qin Li is not a true monk, he is also a seeker, so it is natural to be the same as the legends.

Qin Li walked out of the mountain and walked on the small path in the village. The road was muddy and difficult to walk on a rainy day, so there were not many pedestrians.

Qin Li looked at the paddy fields on both sides of the road, and his heart was peaceful. Looking back, he saw the misty green hills. Qin Li walked slowly holding an oil-paper umbrella, like an ink painting.

"Hey! When will this kind of day be the end?"

Chapter 2 Monsters

Poor people can't afford to do anything big, and the corpses are just left for half a day and then buried hastily.

Qin Li held the three rusted copper coins in his hand, feeling ashamed, sighed and worked all morning, the host didn't even bother with the meal, and gave him three copper coins.

In today's society, three copper coins are just enough for him to buy a steamed bun. Qin Li sighed and walked on the path in the forest with a broken oil-paper umbrella in his hands.

Now this is the season when the mountains are green and green, and the vegetables in the fields have not been planted yet, and the ones that have been planted have already been eaten. He originally pointed out that during this time, he would go out of the mountain and help the nearby farmers. Spring is over.

But looking at the current situation, it is impossible. Not only is he not good, but the villagers in the countryside are also having a hard time. Last year, Qin Li went down the mountain to help. More than a dozen copper plates, but now.

"Ugh!"

Now the situation outside is getting more and more chaotic, this handsome and that handsome, fighting back and forth, Qin Li dare not go out easily, otherwise he won't earn enough to eat, and instead put himself in it.

"Let's go back quickly!" Qin Li looked up at the weather and shook his head.

The weather is unpredictable these days, and it may rain again at any time.

Qin Li grabbed the three copper plates and put them in the slanted cloth bag, then tightened his Taoist robe and walked quickly towards the mountain road.

Along the way, I bumped into the weeds on the side of the road, and there was a "brushing" sound.