Donghuazhou.

Cangwu Mountain, Shanyuan View.

Zhang Yan slowly withdrew from the silence, he only felt that his mind was clear, his breath was like nothing, and his body was also light and comfortable, obviously his deeds had improved.

But there was no joy on his face.

"Although this kind of breathing technique makes me light and healthy, a few points stronger than mortals, but after all, it is not the right way, and practicing to old age and death is just a light body, deaf and clear, if you wait for the opportunity again, not to mention the difficult period of the road, even the livelihood is difficult to continue, and you can't say that you will have to take a dangerous move today. ”

It's just that this step out means that there is no advance or retreat.

Zhang Yan groaned, although he had already calculated the gains and losses, but when this foot was about to take the door, it was inevitable to suffer from gains and losses.

He subconsciously held a piece of broken jade with a crystal moist body in his hand and rubbed it gently, and suddenly, a delicate touch like coagulated fat and smooth skin came from his fingers, and his slightly irritable mood couldn't help but gradually calm down.

He couldn't help but smile, since he is no longer the original Zhang Yan, then he should do what he wants, return to me, and all kinds of worries in the past can be put aside.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly felt a sense of relief, and after letting go of his mind, he finally fit perfectly with this specific body.

Ten days ago, a meteor fell from the sky in the back mountain of Cangwu, and the original owner of this body inadvertently picked up this piece of residual jade that fell from the sky.

And Zhang Yan, who had been struggling in the apocalyptic shijie for seven years and died unexpectedly because of covering the retreat of the camp, was able to borrow rebirth into this young man with the same name and surname.

Zhang Yan, one of the three lower courtyards of the Mingcang faction, is a famous disciple of Shanyuanguan.

His predecessor was originally from an official eunuch family, and at the age of sixteen, he came to Shanyuan to visit the Tao and seek immortals under the guidance of a master, but three years passed in a hurry, and he did not learn the legendary immortal magic in addition to learning some breathing techniques to strengthen the body.

That master once told him that if he wanted to enter the Xuanmen, he must first build the Yuan Spirit, open the immortal vein, transform the mortal body, and plant the Xuangen!

This is actually talking about the first threshold that a monk needs to face on the way to the path of enlightenment - opening the pulse!

Only by opening up the immortal veins and washing away the dirt can you cultivate the legendary immortal method and immortal recipe, and from then on you will enter the Xuanmen Avenue, and even if you practice the ordinary tuna technique for another thirty or fifty years, you will not be able to enter the immortal family.

In the final analysis, if you don't open the pulse, you won't become an immortal!

If you can't do this, then you will simply break the idea of immortal path!

The so-called journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, the nine-story platform starts from the soil, and the opening of the pulse is not achieved overnight, first of all, it is necessary to condense the qi and build the yuan, but just this step makes Zhang Yan feel quite helpless.

His predecessor had been practicing the Initiation Method for three years, and whenever he went to the Guru Guanzhong to seek further instructions, the Guru would just tell him that the opportunity had not yet come, that his deeds had not yet been deepened, and that he would redouble his efforts to cultivate.

In front of the mountain, he was just a simple and simple teenager, without any experience in the world, let alone the guidance of others, and thought that this was the case, no matter summer, summer, cold or winter, it was all painstaking practice, and three hours a day were used in this method.

Zhang Yan could only smile bitterly, this person is too honest, he really believes this set of rhetoric?

Although he didn't occupy this body for a long time, he could also see from some clues that the so-called chance is not just money and filial piety?

Fortunately, there must be gains if there are losses, what makes Zhang Yanchat masturbate is that after several years of hard practice, this body has laid a solid foundation, and I am afraid that no one in the entire Shanyuan Concept pays as much attention to the introductory mind method as he does.

You must know that this set of mental methods is called "One Qi Qing Sutra", the so-called Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, three to all things, "one Qi Qing Sutra" is the word "one", which can be said to be the beginning of all kinds of avenues.

With the profundity of the cultivator's cultivation, the cultivation method will be divided into high and low, but the initial "one" is the same path, almost the same, and most of the authentic sects of the Xuanmen in the world are based on this breathing technique as the most fundamental entry basis.

But this is only the most superficial mental method after all, and without the superior method of extradition, no matter how haode the foundation can sprout, it will not be able to sprout and bear fruit.

After experiencing the apocalyptic catastrophe of the previous life, in the face of various natural disasters and viruses, Zhang Yan deeply felt the powerlessness and insignificance of mortals, so at this moment, his desire to seek the Tao was far more intense than anyone else. ,

Since you have come to this world, you must not miss the road of eternal life!

Although he has great determination and perseverance, there are more urgent things to consider at the moment, three years of cultivation, his predecessor did not produce, and the money brought up the mountain has been exhausted.

It's still difficult to make a living, so how can you talk about seeking immortal paths?

Cultivation is not to escape into the deep mountains and not eat the fireworks of the world, but it is a matter of extremely consuming money and food, not a rich family, don't want to support it.

Of course, those who are gifted and intelligent and are favored by their teachers are naturally different.

It's just that a seeker like Zhang Yan who takes the initiative to go up the mountain needs to bear all the expenses himself.

In the past few days, Zhang Yan has been thinking hard about how to solve the dilemma in front of him, but he has come up with a way for him, if he plans properly, he can not only solve the problem in front of him, but also use this to enter the sight of the master of Shanyuanguan.

But this method takes a certain risk, and one wrong step is doomed, but since God has given him this opportunity, it is absolutely impossible for him to abandon the road and go down the mountain.

He can only move forward, not backward.

The so-called arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent!

In his opinion, in the past, Zhang Yan only knew how to cultivate behind closed doors, and did not know how to tap his own wealth.

Because his predecessor was originally a scholar, he spent a lot of effort on studying the "etching script" used by the cultivators.

And almost all Taoist texts are written in this script, which can be said to be the foundation of monasticism.

In Zhang Yan's view, etching is more accurate than words, but rather the "password" of the cultivator. If you want to read it, you must not only rely on the endowment of understanding, but also use bamboo chips to deduce, sort out the general clue, and carefully understand the rear gain.

This kind of interpretation is half by divination, half by speculation, and it often takes time to read, of course, there is no efficiency at all, and there are not a few people who hold a Taoist book in their hands and read it for three or five years without understanding their meaning, which makes most cultivators have a headache.

If you don't want to spend time and painstaking work, you can go to the Guru Guanzhong for advice, and then you have to see if you have enough "opportunities".

Perhaps after two lifetimes of human light, Zhang Yan, who was already quite talented in the etching text, felt that he was now even more agile and agile, and not only did he rarely make mistakes in divination and deduction, but even the speed was several times faster than usual, and he could rely on helping others to decipher the etching text in exchange for money.

But that's not enough.

He held the remnant jade in his hand and couldn't help but smile, with it, he was more sure.

Looking up at the sky, it was already the hour of the hour, the sky was shining outside, the mountain fog dissipated, he got up, carried the bamboo basket that had been prepared for haode, held a bamboo banner in his hand, and walked out slowly.

His residence is the cave wall rock house opened up from the cliff of Shanyuanguan, which is convenient for the seekers to meditate and live on the mountain, and a plank road for passage is built outside the cave, and there is no guardrail on the outside, and there is a cliff within three steps, which is daunting.

However, he had lived here alone for three years, and he had long been aware of the prospects, so he naturally walked lightly, straight out of the plank road, and walked all the way along the mountain road.

There are a total of eighteen peaks and thirty-six water streams in Cangwu Mountain, at the top of the ninth peak Yue Qiong Peak, there is a flat and smooth boulder here, which is called "Thousand People Rock", whenever the sun rises in the east, when the clouds fly, hundreds of disciples in the Shanyuan view will get up early to spit out the old and accept the new here, and take the essence of heaven and earth.

From Wangxing Peak where Zhang Yan lived to Qianzhang Rock, it was about half an hour's footsteps, and when he came here, all the disciples had already dispersed in their morning classes, and only some disciples gathered together in twos and threes to talk about their cultivation experience, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he looked for a pavilion with a wide field of vision, sat down on the stone bench, and then picked up the bamboo flags, put aside the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and sat there with his eyes closed.

Not long after, a person stepped on the stone steps in front of the pavilion and walked over, he looked at the bamboo flag, then at Zhang Yan, and glared: "Explain the Eclipse Daoist Book?

The person who came was about twenty years old, with broad shoulders and round waist, a stout figure, a cyan robe, the sleeves were rolled up to the forearms, revealing strong muscles, his eyes were bright, and there was a faint jade color on his complexion. ,

His doubts are obviously correct, generally speaking, whether or not you can decipher the etching text has a lot to do with a person's cultivation, and if you haven't reached that step yourself, how can you explain the meaning of the book to others? The deeper the pool, the more water it can contain, and this is an unbreakable truth.

Of course, if there are people who spend their lives studying and eluciding texts, then they may also achieve something, such as those who know that their cultivation is hopeless and have a deep interest in metaphysics, but these people are first of all worry-free about food and clothing, and all of them are people who have devoted their lives to the poor scriptures.

And Zhang Yan looks like he is not yet in his twenties, and he hasn't even succeeded in building Yuan, so it can be said that he can't talk about any cultivation, how can he be convincing?

Zhang Yan smiled, his expression was very gentle and polite, he stood up and arched his hand, and said, "You can give it a try." ”

Seeing Zhang Yan's calm expression, as if he really had a bit of a doorway, this person couldn't help but feel a little curious, and he also arched his hand and said: "In Xia Min Tower, I am a disciple of Virtue Cultivation, I don't know what this junior brother is called?"

Zhang Yan returned the salute and said, "Don't dare, under Zhang Yan, he is a disciple of Shanyuanguan." ”

The concept of moral cultivation and the concept of Shanyuan are both one of the three lower courtyards of the Mingcang faction, and the disciples of the two factions often talk about the Tao, but there is a major event in Cangwu Mountain these days, so there are many disciples of the three views, and most of them live here in the relatively flat mountain of Yueqiongfeng.

Min Lou laughed loudly, sat down in front of Zhang Yan, and said, "I don't know what the senior brother is particular about interpreting the etching text?"

"Rice and silver can be exchanged. Zhang Yan pointed to an inconspicuous line of small characters in the corner of the long flag, the first thing he had to solve was the problem of livelihood, which was the top priority in front of him.

Min Lou looked at it and found that Zhang Yan didn't ask for much, if he could really decipher the etching, it could be regarded as a "cheap sale".

"Okay, I can still afford to pay for all the rice and money, come, I have a book here. Min Lou is also a cheerful person, took out a thin Taoist book from his arms and slapped it on the stone table, looking quite playful, "Please take a look!"

Zhang Yan calmly took the aisle book, and after turning a few pages casually, he smiled slightly, took the pen and dipped it in ink, and without thinking, he wrote on the white paper.

Min Lou's expression froze, and he said in surprise: "Oh, you don't need to deduce with bamboo chips?"

Usually interpreting Taoist books, he takes out bamboo chips to calculate and infer, and he doesn't use bamboo chips, and he has only seen this kind of ability from a few beginner brothers who have advanced cultivation.

"No, I don't. ”

Zhang Yan didn't raise his head, although his tone was flat, but the confidence in it was enough to infect others, although Min Lou was still half-convinced in his heart, his expression unconsciously became a little more serious from the original play.

Zhang Yan turned more than a dozen pages in a row, but did not feel any obstacles. Also, if it was a high-minded Taoist book, presumably the other party would not be willing to take it out and show it to him at will, but after turning a few more pages, he frowned, and his pen couldn't help but pause slightly.

Min Lou caught a glimpse of Zhang Yan's expression and couldn't help but smile secretly.

The contents of the first part of this Taoist book are not nothing, but there are a few obstacles that are quite puzzling, and he was able to read it through after consulting a beginner senior brother, even so, there are still some obscure details in it that are still in doubt, and he doesn't believe that a named disciple on the other side can decipher it.

Although he encountered a difficulty, Zhang Yan did not panic, but quietly held the residual jade in his sleeve with his left hand, immersed himself in it, and after a while, he continued to write.

In Min Lou's opinion, Zhang Yan just closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a moment, then picked up the pen and wrote down, he couldn't help but show a look of doubt, and suddenly he thought that Zhang Yan should have skipped this paragraph, but this is also a common thing to interpret etched texts, this time he was just a whim, and there was a little bit of teasing, so he didn't expect any results.

About half an hour later, Zhang Yan's pen was mentioned heavily, and finally put the pen away, and then he picked up the white paper and dried it and handed it to Min Lou.

Min Lou took it with a smile, glanced at it, and praised casually: "Good words, good words." ”

But after a few more glances, he was taken aback, and then the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, zuihou actually stood up and looked at Zhang Yan stunned.

The words of the sentences in this interpreted Taoist book are very concise and incisive, and it can be seen that this Zhang Yan is not only a scholar, but also quite accomplished in the way of etching texts, not only that, but also wrote all his original doubts clearly, you know, this is interpreted in less than an hour. ,

Min Lou's gaze at Zhang Yan suddenly changed, he changed his look of admiration, and said sincerely: "Senior brother is a good method, junior brother is obedient." He questioned Zhang Yan before because he didn't believe that the other party had this ability, but now he can see that Zhang Yan has real materials, and his attitude and tone are immediately much more respectful.

Zhang Yan arched his hand and said: "I'm ashamed, I only rely on this to make a living." ”

Min Lou raised the paper in his hand, and said, "Senior brother has this ability, what livelihood are you worried about? ”

He can decipher the Taoist book with just a little rice, grain, money, and goods, which is a big bargain for him! Although Zhang Yan is down-and-out at the moment, he will have a bright future in the future, and if he doesn't make friends with people like this now, he won't have that opportunity in the future.

Zhang Yan immediately got up, arched his hand, and said, "In this way, then thank you senior brother for your success." ”

Min Lou was stunned for a moment, and then hahadaxiao got up: "Senior Brother Zhang is also a wonderful person!"

Zhang Yan smiled and said nothing, but not everyone has as much confidence in himself as Min Lou, but since he said that he was willing to find a senior brother to take care of his "business", whether he was polite or not, he simply said it to death first, so that he couldn't shirk it. And it seems that Min Lou is not an ordinary cultivator, he can naturally make friends when he comes and goes, why not?

Min Lou immediately said goodbye and left, and when he left, he didn't mention money, and Zhang Yan didn't ask much, his expression was determined, as if they had forgotten about it.

At noon, the four servants each pushed a wheelbarrow to the Qianzhangyan pavilion, and the first one saluted Zhang Yan respectfully and said, "But Zhang Gongzi? ”

Zhang Yan nodded and said, "You guys wait for the time being." ”

He was not in a hurry to turn around, and these servants did not have any impatient looks, waiting quietly to the side, this scene naturally attracted many people to stop and watch.

It's just that on this day, except for Min Lou, no one came to take care of his business, only a few people asked a few questions, no matter who it was, Zhang Yan answered them one by one, until the sun was in the west, and then closed the stall, and returned to live with four servants pushing a wheelbarrow.

Not long after Zhang Yan left, a middle-aged scribe in his early thirties hurried over, but found that the pavilion had already been empty, and he couldn't help but pause again and again, his face full of chagrin.

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