Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 353 Different Ways (Single)

It worked, but not completely.

When Chen Yu bid farewell to Uncle Liu and came all the way, Yu Laodao on Yuanyang Peak had been sitting withered in the middle of the night, without closing his eyes for several hours, his face seemed to be overflowing with fatigue, his eye sockets were red and slightly swollen, and he looked worried.

Why on earth... He couldn't figure it out, he had already condensed the breath in Changfeng, Yuxuan, Chize and other acupoints, that was definitely a power beyond the ordinary, but when the old Taoist recovered his senses, he would think about following it. As expected, he slowly figured it out, and when he used the breathing method to induce the resonance of the acupoints, absorb the substances contained in the elixir under the harmony of qi and blood, he suddenly found that the residual rhyme in his body seemed to be too strong.

No matter what, I can't mobilize it... I can't help it.

Yu Qimeng tried his best to run the Wuming Breathing Method with all his strength, his arms were almost cut off, but he still couldn't really wake up the breath.

""The Miaolu of Yuhua Dongting" has a saying that the north acupoint dissociates and dissociates, relieves yin collapse, and the air is mysterious and sublime. The method of infusing breath in the acupoint is the inspiration from it, but why the last step is not fully completed?"

Yu Qimeng recalled the thousands of Taoist scripture volumes in his memory, including the mysteries of his predecessors' practice, some left over from the world of enlightenment by casual cultivators, some gifted by masters of the great school, and some who traveled to the north and south to compose enlightenment by themselves... The sparks of thoughts collided, All kinds of scriptures and magic methods come out horizontally, intertwined into a ball that is inseparable.

How to get past this hurdle?
The old Taoist thought hard, and the boy took the book to his side and read the morning lesson. Western Europe only has consciousness.

He didn't sink for too long, reconsidered before and after, sorted out the whole process of last night, took pictures and texts to review and constantly deleted and revised, and took out several pieces of talisman paper to draw and outline, wrapped a small piece of elixir grass leaves when the pen was away, and swallowed it middle.

In ancient times, there was "Wan Fu Long Soil Law", which is the true method of Taiping Dao. Yu Qimeng also knew a thing or two, and he happened to use it today. He spit it out a few times.

Frowning tightly, he looked at the black and yellow talisman paper wrapped in the elixir—it had no effect, or in other words, it was even more useless than taking it directly. He also managed to close his eyes and calm his mind, but in the end he couldn't extract even a ray of spiritual brilliance.

Could it be that it was not soaked in blood?
With the same thought, Yu Qimeng quickly shook his head and denied it. Don't look at the Taiping Dao legal system that is now raging at the foot of the mountain. The reason why the rules look like gods and gods is that they are done for more and more believers after being handed down from generation to generation.

Because Qi Meng knew it in his heart, it just fell in front of his eyes, the talisman paper seemed useless, he was pondering whether he should try the mercury pill technique of the Danding school again.

Hesha, Shanfu, Danding, Jingming.

Taiping Road, Qingwei Road, Qianyang Road, and Zhenyi Road.

The four dharmas and the four veins are prominent in this world, and he knows a thing or two about them.

However, the elixir in his hand is like a stubborn stone, no matter how he manipulates it, it is difficult to soak in water and fire, except for the breath drawn by the nameless breathing method, there is no movement, as if he is dead.

Just as the old Taoist was struggling and the boys and girls looked around curiously, a blue light flew from far away.

It's hard to see with the naked eye, only the white clouds on both sides of the distribution left some traces.

But no one cares.

When Chen Yu arrived, it was a little later in time—it was delayed for more than half a day. Instead of going down to Futian, he went to look around Guangyong alone, and turned into a rainbow to fly away. .

By the way, I found that some sects seem to have collected a lot of spiritual plants. Although there is no way to maintain or use them, all parties instinctively refer to ancient records without knowing the details, and only keep choosing some so-called peach trees. Objects such as sandalwood, sandalwood, and jade are used to hold spiritual plants, but no matter what the material of the box that has not sealed the spells, it is really difficult to retain much spirituality in the face of the filter effect of the world.

In just over a month, according to his observation, nearly [-]% of the spiritual plants showed signs of withering.

The rest of the same situation is not good, and sooner or later the corruption will wither.

"It seems that there are still too many spiritual plants stored in the big formation, and a lot was wasted."

In fact, Chen Yu originally had expectations for these forces that have harvested spiritual plants. After all, a brand new plant appeared in front of him, with brand new and unknown medicinal power. As a result, each of them was enshrined as a treasure, or he was reluctant to use it and wished it could be handed down from generation to generation. It has been handed down for thousands of generations by descendants, or it is used indiscriminately.

A lot of so-called "fairy materials", "heaven and earth medicine", "immortal roots and spiritual roots"... In short, what is left after the big pot is a sticky and unsightly residue.

"The people at the foot of the mountain are rich in thoughts. Unlike cucumbers, the spiritual plants they obtained are mainly spring millet and autumn wheat, mixed with several shrubs and wild fruit spiritual plants with little variation. These spiritual plants are difficult to resist human thoughts. Under the impact of the majestic ocean, the spirituality will be mixed faster, and it will quickly collapse."

The mortal world is not suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, nor is it suitable for practice.

At least Chen Yu's set of cultivation methods can't be well-known in the world of mortals. The human thoughts here are too powerful, and on the first day of breaking through and awakening, they will be washed away by the torrent of Taotao people's thoughts and wipe out everything.

He was thankful that he had figured out the road on the mountain.

Otherwise, you will have to face more constraints.

Just like Yu Qimeng in front of him.

……

The other party was still contemplating, and the Taoist boys left. Chen Yu walked past the two companions, and heard them whispering to each other. Lessons and discipline were loosened, which surprised the boys and girls.

The two of them didn't see Chen Yu, and he didn't care about the old Taoist priest who was wandering in all directions and thinking like a spring.

Go straight towards the four-story building.

I still remember that there was an interior scene here at the beginning, and after drilling into it, I harvested a book monster, smashed it and got a ruler, which was later used by him and fed to Yuanshen.

"I haven't been here for a few months. I don't know if there are any new books and classics."

Entering the building, I glanced at a corner from the corner of my eye, a few fluorites were scattered, and the futon fell into the shadows.

The other party has been here in such a short time? Chen Yu couldn't help shaking his head, sighing at Yu Qimeng's sleepless nights and meals.

As he thought, he was willing to work hard.

"Throughout the ages, there have been three kinds of people who seek Taoism and cultivate mysteries: birth, old age, sickness and death, living under others for a long time, and turmoil."

Seeking longevity, power, and tranquility.

But there is another category, such as Yu Qimeng, who seeks mysteries only to solve puzzles. In the words of the other party, the mystery of the unknown world is infinite, and human beings have their limit.

In fact, sometimes the old Taoist priest and Chen Yu are somewhat similar. Both of them pursue the unknown, and their curiosity about everything in the world pushes them forward.

It's just that there is a difference. Chen Yu is actually very afraid of trouble in his heart and is a real slacker, while Yu Qimeng is different. The reason why he seldom goes down the mountain is because he is very clear about his weight.

A half-hundred and half-year-old, depleted of energy and blood, no longer capable of wandering in the rivers and lakes, so he simply lives in seclusion to cultivate his mind and mind.

This is true in Taoism, and it is also true in the world.

"This is a person who is unwilling to be lonely. After he succeeds in seeking the Tao, he will definitely do something."

In fact, Chen Yu didn't know that even before he really became famous, the old Taoist priest tried to contact all parties, and borrowed a large amount of money to help him study with his old face.

In the pavilion, he looked carefully. There were not many new scrolls, but a few pieces of straw paper fell on the ground. Chen Yu picked it up and glanced roughly.

what?
Looking at the detailed pictures and texts above, his expression slowly changed, and his eyes gradually showed more interest.

I didn't take a closer look just now, has Yu practiced his way to this point, and the recent record seems to be half successful?
He walked out of the pavilion, looked at the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the grass, and was very interested for a while.

Chen Yu had a hunch that this trip might not be in vain!
(End of this chapter)