Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 96 The direction is wrong, efforts are in vain

Because of the influence of a certain culture, Yang Fan has a very good image of Taoist priests, so he couldn't help smiling at the old Taoist priest: "Taoist priests in troubled times go down the mountain to save the world, and monks in prosperous times open their doors to collect money. The old Taoist priests came out to save the world, right?"

The eyes of the old man lit up, and his happy expression was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land—she was still a beautiful woman; the newlyweds unveiled their veil—but it was their first love.He happily jumped off the big tree, looked at Yang Fan seriously, and said with a smile, "I like you!"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Me too."

The old Taoist smiled happily, and looked up and down around Yang Fan, amazed.

Said some incomprehensible words, "Extremely talented, born to know it. A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, Nirvana and sanctification."

Yang Fan cupped his hands and bowed respectfully, "I've seen Senior Feng!"

The old Taoist nodded, noncommittal, turned his head to look at Tong Tong, also looked around the circle, and murmured: "Extraordinary talent, good and evil eyes. The ends of the world, the mother of Emperor Ren."

The old man didn't explain, but Yang Fan was also curious.

Instead, the old Taoist asked first: "How do you know my surname is Feng?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "A Taoist priest with a rough appearance, who is good at reading fate and has a high realm, I can't think of anyone else who meets these conditions except Feng Qingyang of Taoism."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "I like you more and more."

Yang Fan joked: "I have been liked by women, I have been liked by men, I have been liked by children, and I have been liked by grandma. I really didn't know that the old man would like me."

When Yang Fan said this, Cheng Qing and Tong Tong looked at Qi Fan in unison.

Qi Fan was embarrassed and turned his back to hide his embarrassment.

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly and said: "It is indeed a trouble to grow up like you."

Yang Fan said: "I have the right to think that you are praising me."

Feng Qingyang nodded and smiled: "Who doesn't want to grow into a beautiful trouble?"

Yang Fan asked, "Did you come here after hunting down the enemy's spies?"

Feng Qingyang: "Isn't it? These little bastards are not good at kung fu, and their escape skills are really remarkable."

Yang Fan joked out of nowhere: "How can you outrun others at such a high level?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "If you have high martial arts, you won't pay attention to lightness skills. Only those who are not good at martial arts will work harder on lightness skills. These little bastards are all operating behind the enemy's rear. How can you say that they are poor at escaping? "

Yang Fan: "Sight-seeing."

Feng Qingyang: "It's just my humble opinion."

Not bad, it is the hero of the same name written by Jin Yong, chivalrous, easy-going, kind, and funny.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "I like you more and more."

Feng Qingyang: "If you like it, worship me as your teacher."

Yang Fan: "This..."

Feng Qingyang: "Is it surprising, is it unexpected, is it sudden?"

Yang Fan: "How could your proposal not be abrupt? If a young girl suddenly confessed to me now, I wouldn't think it was sudden, but a martial arts senior, a well-known figure in the world suddenly came over and said that he wanted to take me as an apprentice. The man suddenly hugged me and said to me, 'You are my son, and I am your long-lost father.' Can you understand this feeling? It's a pity that I have a sect, and the key is still the master of the sect, so..."

Everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Your metaphor is vivid and interesting, and the image is appropriate. You can't even feel it. But, you still listen to me, since you know that I have the ability to recognize people, then my abruptness is naturally my fault." The intention. You have good aptitude, but you have no famous teacher to teach you. If you practice recklessly, when will you break through the special level and when will you be able to reach the top? I see that the world is about to be raging with war. At this time, I will teach one more knight. It's a merit, what do you think?"

Yang Fan nodded in agreement, hesitantly said: "But I have a school..."

Feng Qingyang interrupted with a smile: "Taoism is the source of all ways, and the end of all ways. In my opinion, the view of the court is just a fake. The teacher taught you how to read and write, why do you worship him?" Wouldn’t it be a conflict for others to keep fit and have a master worship a master? In fact, the two are not conflicts, it’s just that people in the world confuse the concepts. It is indeed a sign of loyalty not to enter the second school or to worship the second teacher, but I neither You need to abide by the rules I teach, and there is no need to teach you inheritance secrets. What I teach you is experience and experience. You call me master, but you don’t accept my mantle. Do you still hesitate about such a good thing? Think about it if How good of an advantage should it be to you to enter the super realm two years in advance?"

Yang Fan: "I am stupid." After speaking, he knelt down and bowed to the master, shouting: "Master, please accept the apprentice's bow."

Feng Qingyang helped Yang Fan up with a smile, and patted the dust on his knees carefully.

It goes without saying that I am flattered.

Feng Qingyang patted Yang Fan's shoulder and said with a smile, "Very good."

Yang Fan asked: "Extraordinary talent, good and evil eyes. The ends of the world, the mother of Emperor Ren. What do these words mean?"

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly and said: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." He whispered in his ear: "You just need to know one thing, you can't leave her, otherwise there will be catastrophe."

Yang Fan nodded, which coincided with his inner thoughts.He needs a pair of eyes that can see danger in advance, and more importantly, a pair of eyes that can distinguish between good and evil.Yang Fan said that bone test Fu, Tong Tong debates good and evil, complement each other and bring out the best in each other.

Cheng Qing couldn't help feeling a little sad when he heard the words.

Feng Qingyang walked in front of Tong Tong, his figure suddenly drifted, and he saw figures moving around. Before Tong Tong could react, he was hit several times on various parts of his body, and fainted with a brain shock.

At the end, he looked at Tong Tong on the ground, and said to Yang Fan: "Take her away, it's not convenient for me to be dirty."

Yang Fan wasn't worried either. He looked at Tong Tong and saw that he was already in the early third-rate stage. He couldn't help praising: "It's so cool, can you teach me the skill of sending people directly to martial arts?"

Feng Qingyang: "Why not. However, this skill can only be used if it reaches the special level, otherwise it will hurt your own level. And this skill cannot be used indiscriminately. Strangling martial arts will cause endless harm."

Holding Tong Tong in his arms, Yang Fan led the crowd to the carriage.

The sun was shining brightly, and everyone left the small village far behind by the historical Nu River.

After setting up the pan and covering the quilt, he sat in front of the carriage and whipped the horse.

As usual, the two girls were in the car, and Qi Fanhang was sitting at the rear of the car as usual.

As usual, it was Yang Fan who drove the car, and the poor horse walked slowly.

The difference is that Yang Fan is sitting next to a cheap master, the super master Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang: "This carriage is not bad, the design is ingenious and ingenious."

Yang Fan: "No, it's full of loopholes, so it's not worth mentioning."

Feng Qingyang was surprised and said: "How could it be? Look at this stove. It is so ingenious. It is made of iron into a coal stove and embedded in the car body. It can be assembled and moved. What a genius idea."

Yang Fan said: "I can't cook, so I can stew some staple food. I almost regret this design."

Feng Qingyang opened his mouth and asked curiously, "You designed this?"

Yang Fan couldn't deny it.

The things in this world, only if you have put your heart and soul into it, can you still like it even if you can't pick out the shortcomings.No matter whether it is the meals I cook, my children, or the people I like, they cannot escape this principle.

Feng Qingyang wondered: "Why did you regret this design?"

Yang Fan: "The carriage moves forward, and the smoke drifts backward. My wife is pregnant again. Do you think this is a big loophole in the design?"

Feng Qingyang suddenly realized, and nodded in agreement.

Yang Fan asked: "Master, why do you say that the super-level realm has become a gap that many people in martial arts can't get through in their lives?"

Feng Qingyang said: "Because many people practice in the wrong direction."

Yang Fan: "How to say?"

Feng Qingyang said: "People in the world want to overcome the barriers of martial arts through hard work. In fact, this is the opposite. It is like a farmer who wants to get rich by getting up early and working hard. No matter how early you get up, no matter how late you go to bed, No matter how well you cultivate and how many fields you have, your energy is limited and your time is limited. Maybe some people can get rich in this way, but more people can only stop here.”

Yang Fan: "I would like to listen to Master's teaching."

Feng Qingyang: "You must first understand what the essence of making a fortune is. Making a fortune is a surplus of family circumstances achieved through the circulation of money, rather than increasing your field through strength. Tossed by you."

Yang Fan: "The disciple seems to have grasped something, but it seems that he has grasped nothing."

Feng Qingyang: "What makes you seem to be grasping is perception, but what you don't grasp is knowledge and experience. Now I will tell you the essence of super class. The reason why super class is special is because it is a kind of internal change. We set foot on Martial arts are the practitioners and users of internal energy. In this long martial arts, we cannot stop practicing, otherwise the internal energy will be diluted, so some people say that practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat.”

"When we have cultivated to a certain level, it is difficult for our internal strength to increase sharply, which is what the world calls first-class peak. That is because every field in our body has been developed. Build a river and lake to save our internal strength, that is to cultivate the dantian and refine the inner alchemy."

"So people in the world practice and practice every day, but they only bring out the long-standing internal force and cultivate new internal force, but the essence does not change much, so there will be no great progress. Only when the dantian is cultivated, the internal force has room. Savings, that is the correct direction of cultivation. Do you think the direction is important? Or is running important? If the direction is wrong, hard work is in vain."

Yang Fan: "Master! Then how should I cultivate the dantian and refine the inner alchemy?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Close your eyes, feel the movement of internal force, sink your qi into the dantian, concentrate your mind and calm your energy, lead it to guide it, guide it to enter it, and then grind it, grind it and build it."

Yang Fan closed his eyes, the old monk fell into samadhi, and walked forward slowly facing the hope.

Feng Qingyang took the whip with a slight smile, and praised lightly: "Good understanding, good qualifications."

Qi Fan at the back of the car was just like Yang Fan, meditating in meditation, bumping up and down as the car moved forward.

(End of this chapter)