Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 352
On the fourth day of September, the breeze dissipated the heat, and it gradually became a bit cool and refreshing.

The city is bustling, with pedestrians jostling shoulder to shoulder and coming and going.

Such a sight is hard to come by in this difficult time of the world.

Some people feel disappointed, as if they have gone back to the healthy and healthy years decades ago, but the next moment, there are bursts of noise and noise, and the urgency and panic intertwined in the heat split the prosperous scene in front of them, revealing the innermost confusion and defeat.

When the fire cooks the oil, the gleam of light suddenly appears.

Rice grain, meat, cloth, oil and salt, all these things rose all the way, like a raging tide breaking a bank, which was daunting.

Everyone is robbing, and they have to rob.

Some people took advantage of the momentum to drive up.

All of a sudden, crowding is manifested everywhere, common people, aristocratic families, sects, wherever people live, there are no exceptions.After maintaining stability for nearly a year, the remote Guangyong Mansion in Xizhou still couldn't escape after all, and slipped into the torrent of the general trend step by step, and it was no longer the stability it had been struggling to support in the past.

As the seat of the government, Pingcheng seems to be in chaos.

A few miles outside the city, Yuanyang Peak.

The starry night hangs high, and the old Taoist priest's face is calm. Since he escaped from the Zhengyuan Temple, the mundane and trivial matters at the foot of the mountain have nothing to do with him. Having said that, the chaos he sees today still inevitably makes him feel a little turbulent. But the government office is still there, and the martial arts sect's affairs have also been dealt with by the Zhengyuan view. After all, the situation is far from being dangerous enough to use him, a bad old man.

Besides, what if you really want to go down the mountain?
"Separation and reunion, the general trend of the world, cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind, the only way is to hold on to one's own thoughts and persevere until the end, otherwise one day there will always be a liquidation."

This is Yu Qimeng, who is contaminated with the world of mortals and has thousands of thoughts in his head, wearing a long robe, with his hands folded, he fixedly gazes at the empty sky beyond the mountain.

When he was young, he traveled outside Xizhou, various factions in the Central Plains, Beitun Daomen, Nanjiang Witch Gu, and Dongzhou Qihuang.I went forward with the master of Zuo Dao, and had a long talk with the heirs of Bingge, Confucianism and Mohist schools. Even Buddhist disciples who wore strange-looking self-proclaimed cassocks came to inquire, and they also did not refuse.

I have seen and heard a lot and experienced a lot.

If you don't know the strengths and weaknesses of many schools, how can you cast a whole body of Taoism and dare to call it a true cultivation in the world.

Yu Laodao's learning is extremely complicated, and he didn't have many views from the beginning to the end.All the four branches of Taoism have dabbled in it, and they have already transcended the inheritance of Zhengyuan Temple.

It is such a well-informed person who can't see that the ups and downs are just around the corner.

It is rare to go out of the mountain, but it may not be ignorant of the general trend of the world.

In the south of the big river, there are perennial wars and smoke, and there are no people in the city. To the north of the big river, the Northern Qi Dynasty is staring at it, patrolling day and night just to eat this beautiful land of mountains and rivers.

The one who was born on the high seat was an ignorant and incompetent king, and the princes of the Manchu Dynasty were not much different.It is estimated that they have never had anything other than power and wealth in their hearts.

"The Yuan family is running out of time, and there is no way to recover."

With his hands in his hands, the old Taoist uttered a sentence lightly, and drifted away with the cool wind, scattered in the mountains.

I still remember that before entering the blessed land last time, the old friend of Haiyun Temple in Shiya County also discussed with him that after the butcher came out of Xizhou, he scolded Fang Qiu and led the army to chase the dead and chase north.

He said that it is only for the time being.

As for a group of cultivators getting involved in this muddy water, Yu Qimeng was not optimistic about the consequences of such actions.

The Taiping Road is already full of troubles, and there is a lot of turmoil. Originally, they wanted to risk their lives to fight for peace, but in the end, there were no people inside and outside. Now they are chased and killed by all parties like rats crossing the street.

Boring and boring, after watching the night scenery for a while, the old Taoist turned and walked towards his residence. How the Guangyong Taoist sect should deal with the coming troubled times is not his concern.Instead of wasting this time, it is better to think more about the problem of practicing the law.

In the past few days, I have read a lot of books, and I have moved into the library pavilion to eat and live. I had an idea during the day, so I should try again.

Thinking in this way, his heart became more and more beating, and the drowsiness that was not much at first decreased even more. Yu Qimeng pushed open the wooden door of the pavilion and walked into it. He took a fluorite to illuminate the misty light, barely dispelling the darkness.

After sitting down, he took out a roll of straw paper filled with various pictures and texts. If you look closely, you can find that the pictures resemble the shape of a human body, outlining nearly two hundred points, large and small, all of which are acupuncture points.

He took a long breath to soothe his viscera. After meditating on the nameless breathing method for a while, he began to try further according to his own ideas.

"The core of breathing method is to use breath to mobilize all parts of the physical body, tempering the body is second, and the coordination and resonance between internal organs and organs is more critical."

The old Taoist muttered, he and the male and female Taoist boys were the only ones on Yuanyang Peak. At this moment, the nebula covered the sky and the moon was shining brightly. The two little ones went to bed early after their evening lessons, so there was no need to worry about interference.

Take off the coat, put the Taoist robe aside, pull up a corner of the green shirt slightly, revealing Yinjiao, Qihai, Shimen, Guanyuan, Zhongji and other acupoints, press lightly, and at the same time adjust the breathing continuously, twist and undulate the thumb, the rhythm gradually Go with it.

At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly widened, his teeth grinned upwards, and he hissed fiercely.

"Something went wrong!"

Fortunately, in these years, I have not fallen behind in physical training, and I have explored some small methods to calm the damage to the muscles, and the adjustments and relaxations were quickly achieved.

Rubbing the wound, he let out a sigh after the pain dissipated, paused for a moment, seemed to think of something and cheered up again.

I tried again, this time I changed the method, no longer focus on the lower abdominal acupoints, where the meridians are connected externally, and the five internal organs are connected internally, so it is easy to damage too much.After thinking about it, he started from the elbow and arm, trying to practice his thoughts with Chize, Shaohai and other acupoints.

This time, the introspection was in place, and after getting started, he was no longer impatient. He quickly grasped the rhythm with concentration and calmness, and at the same time adjusted the breath in his body, moving his muscles and bones.

call--

Press down with your fingertips, turn half an inch to the left and press down with gentle force.

Suck--

The fingers of the palm were exerted forcefully, the strength pierced through the flesh and blood, and the veins suddenly burst out, but the position pressed by the fingers of the other hand was as smooth as before.

Breath adjustment and repetition, Yu Qimeng is not young, although he has the heart to modify the nameless breathing method in his mind, but it is difficult to actually do it.

Fortunately, he still has one thing available.

Repeated this ten times, the left arm was almost blue and red, but the old Taoist didn't care, and martial arts practitioners wouldn't be too fussy to bear this situation.

Only the tight and fragile parts of the internal organs will be too concerned.

I saw the old man moved a palm-sized box from the side.

After opening, the medicinal herbs inside are exposed, exuding a hazy halo, intertwined with the radiance of fluorite jade, which is eloquent and breathtaking.

"Success or failure, this battle is over!"

After saying that, I took out the elixir picked from the blessed land...a leaf, about the size of a fingernail.

Although there were no less than seventy or eighty elixirs in his hands when he was at the foot of the mountain, those belonged to other families, such as the Shiya Haiyun sect, or the sects headed by Zhengyuan Temple in Pingcheng.

Friends and comrades gave a batch, disciples and younger generations honored a batch, and he himself collected some, but the sum of all kinds is still quite a lot, far from the point of using them recklessly.

Today, other people are still pondering how to use it, or making alchemy into medicine, or transplanting it, and some people swallow it directly, but the effect is not very clear.

Not long ago, after Yu Qimeng consumed dozens of elixir, he discovered that the nameless breathing method in his memory could resonate with it when it operated in a unique way.

For this reason, he went to Zhengyuan Temple again, and even used his old face to call everyone together with the help of his apprentice.

The result... everyone is happy.

The senior officials of the Guangyong Taoist school all know that a true cultivator on their side has already taken the first step, and the Zhengyuan Temple also adds a bit of air to the leader of the Taoist sect in the state capital.

The old Taoist returned to the mountain overnight with dozens of elixir he had collected, and began to try without stopping.

Until today, after using up a large amount of inventory again, there are finally signs, and it seems that it will be effective.

"In the beginning, even if the Breathing Law was working at full capacity, the resonance existed but could not be used, and instead it backfired on the physical body."

Yu Qimeng's eyes flickered with brilliance.

After experiencing the initial failure, he quickly realized that physical fitness is the foundation, so he spent most of the next half a month cultivating his physical body with the breathing method, holding the elixir, trying to get a little bit of it, so that his body can be improved to a higher level.

It's a pity that he is not young, and it is already a miracle to keep his qi and blood from decaying, but it is his breathing technique that has performed so well that all the old friends are dumbfounded.

In the end, it took a long time to finally wait for the last trace of weakness to be filled.

It was very difficult, and he even took the initiative to take two plants. Although he didn't know how much he absorbed, he did breathe a little more refreshed in those few days.

But Yu Qimeng knew that this kind of usage was too wasteful, if it wasn't for the blessed land, there would be no elixir at all, and even if there are some that have been circulated, the total number is not much.

At this moment, calculating the reserve on Yuanyang Peak, the old Taoist priest with white beard and hair was very careful and frugal.

I took a small piece and fed it in my mouth without swallowing it.

Under the tongue.

The breathing method is running, and the fingertips are also pressed, and there are bursts of numbness, as if the acupuncture points are gently resonating together.

Qi and blood ignited, gradually vigorous.

At this time, a gust of cool air rises slowly from the mouth and tongue, most of it overflows and is difficult to stay in, but there is still some mixed with body fluid moistening the mouthpiece and entering the abdomen all the way.

Ding Dong!

It's like a long drought meets rain, and it's like a spring tide breaking ice.

In an instant, Yu Qimeng's five senses felt ethereal, and he felt that the world was completely new——

Feeling the weak wisp of air flow, it went out and became dim after two breaths.

But the old Taoist could no longer hold back at this moment, overjoyed.He could feel that there was a trace of residual rhyme in the several acupoints on his arm, and as the breathing method was exhaled again and again, the breath was growing at an extremely slow speed!

The road is gone!

(End of this chapter)