With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 123 Breatharian Method

Li Zhen is gone.

Li Zhen is back again.

He almost forgot about it.

In this pasture of the Hulan tribe, Erqing lives his life happily and does not miss Shu.

He turned back three times every step of the way, feeling extremely reluctant to leave.

Or he couldn't stand the old cow's useless behavior, so he gave it a beating.

In other words, as our Li Dazong

wrong.

How could the future Mount of Immortal Li be so embarrassing?

The Bull Demon King can marry the Iron Fan Princess and have a fox wife.

A little ambitious!

If I could follow him in the future, I would also learn how to practice.

Longevity is out of the question.

Maybe, you can even become a legendary monster!

By that time, there was no beautiful heifer to be found.

Patting its big head, Li Zhen babbled.

After a hundred days of practice, the foundation has been built.

He has officially set foot on this unprecedented path of spiritual practice.

At this time, there is no room to look back.

What's more, he never thought about looking back.

In that case.

It’s also time to think about your current practice.

Li Zhen already knew the path to this joint of foundation building.

It is nothing more than capturing the spirit from the outside and purifying the whole body from the inside.

Put away the mundane world and cultivate into a Dharma body.

Before this step, he had already completed most of it by mistake.

There are still a few difficult steps left, and it still takes time to polish.

And it’s time to consider the road ahead.

As the ancients said, take one step and see three steps.

Li Zhenshang does not have such a long-term vision.

So he tried his best to take one step at a time on this path of cultivation.

Otherwise, there is no way forward.

I already have some thoughts and are still sorting them out.

But at the moment Li Zhen felt.

Perhaps for him right now, there is another thing that deserves attention.

That is to create a method that can speed up the collection of external spiritual intelligence and increase the speed of refining true energy.

It's hard, almost no clue.

However, since ancient times, it has never been easy to create something pioneering from scratch.

Just like Cangjie coining Chinese characters, just like the origin of martial arts.

So Li Zhen didn't have much anxiety, nor was he urgent.

After successfully building the foundation, his body, which had already shown some signs of aging, returned to youth. This was his greatest confidence.

Although there is no way to know the exact amount of life extension.

But thinking about it, he won't live any longer than that old man Ji Donglai.

At least he still has another hundred years to live.

Such a long period of time is already longer than the years he currently lives.

Li Zhen was able to open a gap in the door of immortality in sixty years and see the light.

How could he stay still in the next hundred years?

It will take a hundred years to find the direction to build the foundation to the next realm.

He felt that was enough.

Besides, he is not a stingy person.

Even if you can't do it yourself, then there's no one in this vast world who can do it?

Not necessarily so.

but

"Hey!"

"Master Dao, I have put in all the effort, but it has come to an end for you freeloaders."

With a slight spat, Li Zhen rode on Er Qing backwards.

He was flipping through a Taoist scripture in his hand.

Trying to borrow some things that I can use from the wild imagination of my ancestors.

Although this idea is somewhat unrealistic.

But for him who is currently crossing the river by feeling the stones, it can be regarded as a reference.

After all, even if it is just the beautiful reverie of some predecessors about attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal.

But something is better than nothing.

What if it really works?

It's not like this is without precedent.

The oxen swayed, carrying Li Zhen slowly further north.

Come here, he is ready to go to Beihai to see.

In this case, this trip is not necessary.

As for the great privilege?

All I can say is that this monk is really thick-skinned.

Each of the monks counts.

Mostly, they don’t want to be shy.

Through the few monks I came into contact with.

Li Zhen resolutely used an example to represent the majority, giving the monks a not-so-good mark.

There is no other reason or reason.

Just because of the scoundrel monk who was standing behind him and couldn't get rid of him no matter what.

Ever since I captured this old boy that night.

Li Zhen originally planned to let him go after asking him what kind of martial arts he practiced.

No murderous thoughts.

After all, Buddhism is very famous now.

If it wasn't inevitable, Li Zhen didn't want to have anything to do with them.

It's not that I'm afraid of these bald heads chanting sutras.

Just because it's troublesome.

But you know, the more you are afraid of something, the more it will move towards you.

For example, this great master refuses to tell anyone about his secret martial arts.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Li Zhen is just a little curious.

He is not that domineering and must be curious about things.

Unless it's something that's very useful to you.

Obviously, Dashu Sheng's martial arts skills are not up to par right now.

So Li Zhen had no interest in him.

He casually left him on the grassland and rode Erqing away.

But what he didn't expect was.

This monk is obsessed with him.

"Taoist Master."

Dashusheng had a bitter look on his face and followed Erqing with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Too lazy to look at his bald head, Li Zhenzhen sat on Er Qing.

Ignore his calls.

"Taoist Master, we really can't go any further!"

Dashu Sheng became angry and had blisters at the corners of his mouth.

Even now, he is still trying to persuade her with all his heart.

But at this moment, his inner thoughts had already changed.

The thought that I was doing for your good at the beginning.

Already that night, he was beaten to pieces by a palm technique that fell from the sky.

How could he still not understand now.

What we have to worry about now is not Li Zhen, but his Buddhist sect!

And under this deeply worrying thought.

What is hidden is endless confusion.

He didn't understand why Li Zhen just entered the Xiantian Palace, and his martial arts reached the point where he couldn't even understand it.

I don’t understand why this person can still stay in the world if he is so strong.

I don’t understand why he wants to go north!

In fact, Li Zhen was quite puzzled.

He wondered for a long time.

The so-called Gate of Heaven has not been seen before, maybe it has something to do with his inability to see spirits.

But why now.

He still can't see any trace of it in this vast blue sky?

Has God forgotten him?

Or rather, my identity is a bit special.

Li Zhen didn't have a definite answer.

But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.

Is it necessary to have a gate hanging above your head, urging you to leave as soon as possible every day?

He is not a masochist and does not want to experience what Old Man Ji has been through all these years.

He has no interest in breaking the void and seeing the outside world.

That's fine for now.

There are many bastards in Chi Qian, but he is the only true king.

Who doesn’t like such days full of security?

But even after talking to Dashu Sheng, he didn't understand.

So Li Zhen was too lazy to explain.

There is no need for that explanation. And after a period of discomfort at the beginning, he now thinks about it.

The bald man can follow him if he likes, it's no big deal.

It just so happens that he can also serve as his guinea pig.

Give it a try, after all his attempts.

Finally, the magical magic revealed in his hands.

Call for wind and rain.

Of course, what he can currently do is call for the wind and rain.

I want to be the real shaker of the myth.

I still don’t know how long it will take to study hard and have an idea.

But even so, it still frightened the monk who had never seen the world.

While calling Amitabha Buddha frequently, a hint of fear emerged in his heart.

However, the thought of preventing Li Zhen from going north became even deeper.

But can he influence Li Zhen's thoughts?

Obviously, no.

So, I could only follow him all the way.

Keep moving forward towards the depths of the vast Northland.

Along the way, we gradually encountered more and more grassland aliens.

It is different from the people like Guo Ju who were kidnapped from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

They are the real grassland barbarians.

Among them were many cavalrymen wearing leather armor, galloping past at a distance.

And Li Zhen also discovered the benefit of bringing a great blessing.

That is, because of the special status of monks on the grassland.

Surprisingly, no one stopped him to question him along the way.

Even if there are, they are believers trying to talk to the great being.

It seemed that his strange appearance was completely ignored by them.

Then he sent away a group of barbarian knights who kowtowed to the great victory.

Li Zhen was thoughtful as he watched them riding their horses and whipping their whips.

He asked why, but the great monk kept shouting in his ears not to move forward.

Looking at this appearance, it is obvious that the barbarians on the grassland have long been surrendered by Buddhism.

Deeper, there are some invisible things that cannot be said.

With a thoughtful glance, he seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of thing.

Li Zhen patted Er Qing's head and motioned him to continue moving forward.

At the same time, I also tried out the little trick I had recently figured out on it.

There is another wonderful use of "wind": acceleration.

A ray of true energy stirs up ideas from the outside world.

It turned into wisps of breeze and wrapped around Erqing's four legs.

Suddenly, his body became lighter and lighter, and his toes stepped on the grass.

It's like walking on the ground, better than flying on the grass.

"really."

"Ingenuity is endless, and its uses are endless."

"Just thinking about the slightest change is already like a miracle on earth."

Sitting on the back of the cow, feeling the strong wind blowing from both sides of your face.

Experience a completely different traveling experience than usual.

Li Zhen's face was reserved and silent, but his heart was already full of joy and pride.

Behind him, Dashu Sheng, who was catching up with him in big strides, was filled with horror when he saw this scene.

Unable to suppress the strangeness in his heart any longer, he cautiously said:

"Dare to ask the chief."

"What kind of magic method is this?"

Even though he is a great master of Buddhism, he has seen the wonders of incense.

When faced with something completely different from what we knew in the past.

Something seemed to be broken in his heart.

Even speaking, he became stammering and not as calm as before.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Li Zhen looked calm.

He snorted lightly and ignored it.

When Master Tao asked you, you ignored him.

Now you know how powerful Dao Master is?

Haha, it's too late.

No matter how noisy Dashu Sheng was in his ears, Li Zhen just ignored him.

Gradually, Dashu Sheng lowered his head and stopped talking.

He just kept fiddling with the white bone beads in his hand.

Over and over again, day after day.

Until this long winter passes and the short spring comes.

There was light again in Dashu Sheng's confused and cloudy eyes.

He seemed to have made some determination and crushed the Buddha treasures he once loved one by one.

He held his head high and strode to the side of Li Zhen, who was dining in the breeze and drinking dew, and looked even more like an immortal.

Regardless of whether he listened or not, he began to recite a scripture loudly.

Li Zhen didn't care much at first.

He recently read an ancient scripture, said to be written by a pre-Qin Qi practitioner a long time ago.

The content above talks about a practice method called Qi Shi.

The opening sentence: Those who eat breath will live a long life as gods.

Li Zhen suddenly felt a little confused.

Doesn't this statement correspond to the spiritual goal he is trying to achieve now?

It’s hard to believe that thousands of years ago, our ancestors understood the true meaning of spiritual practice!

But if you continue to look at it, that’s not the case.

He just put forward a theory, but didn't explain clearly how to achieve it.

But just this little bit gave Li Zhen a great inspiration.

Breathia, breathlessness!

Then why can't he regard the inspiration from the outside world as a kind of "Qi".

Using spirit as a medium to breathe in and out?

Instead of sifting out small fish with a large-hole fishing net like before.

You put in a lot of effort and get nothing.

With one thought, the world is vast.

Li Zhen was busy experimenting, and he didn't care what Shang Dashu Sheng was thinking about.

But when he was extremely energetic, he found it difficult to control it finely and felt a headache.

Those verses of scripture were imprinted in his mind.

Suddenly, there seemed to be an enlightenment.

In a world that no one outside can see.

The little bits of inspiration are like stars and rain, as if they have gathered into a small tornado.

From the center of Li Zhen's eyebrows, it poured into his body.

[You listened carefully to "The Great Method of Transforming the Heaven and Striking the Earth", gained a new understanding of spiritual practice, and you understood the "Dharma of Breathing Breaths"]

The mighty spiritual light shines, and the invisible chapters gather in the heart.

The magical power that accompanied him from his weak childhood.

Today, it once again works wonders at a critical moment.

An article called "Qi-eating Method" is better than his Jiazi Gong!

When everything calms down.

Li Zhen opened his eyes, and his eyes with deep aura seemed to be breathtaking.

He looked at it extraordinarily calmly and seemed to have noticed something. He stopped reciting and looked at his great master quietly.

"You want to learn from me?"

"Senior, please help the young monk!"

Unconsciously, he changed his title.

In front of that unknown and magnificent world, age is no longer a limitation.

However, Li Zhen looked at his bald head, shook his head slightly and said:

"You know, I never teach monks."

There was no dissatisfaction or restlessness in Mahasushu. He seemed to have been prepared for a long time and said extremely calmly:

"The young monk is willing to return to secular life and serve the Taoist priest from now on, doing sweeping and spreading."

"I only hope that the Taoist priest can teach the little ones"

"Teach me this method!"

With such decisive words.

Dashusheng, the great Buddhist master, was such a remarkable person in the past.

Without any hesitation, he bowed down to Li Zhen with the disciple ceremony.

"Hey~"

"Not busy."

Li Zhen raised his palms in vain, and a gust of wind held the great power and could not bow down.

“It doesn’t matter what you say, it’s what you do that matters.”

He looked at the Great Priest with a smile and began to find it interesting.

The scriptures he just recited were helpful to him.

Since you have received a favor, then repay it.