The strong from the wild

In the paper workshop, many outer disciples were discussing Liu Yi.

Liu Yi walked into the gate of the paper mill silently, listened to the words of those around him, and firmly remembered those who had ridiculed and insulted him.

Although Liu Yi has an extraordinary status and is a disciple of Tang Shouzuo, but his cultivation is only at the fourth level of nourishing Qi, he is by no means an opponent of these outer disciples.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs.

It is precisely because of Liu Yixiu's low level that these people dare to speak so rudely.

However, Liu Yi is definitely not a pussy to be insulted by others. He wants to keep these sarcastic expressions today in his heart and repay them one by one in the future.

There was a female disciple with outstanding appearance and temperament, wearing a white dress, holding a little white rabbit in her arms, but she didn't mock Liu Yi, but just looked at her silently from a distance.

This woman was almost the only one who didn't ridicule him.

Liu Yi kept this woman's appearance in his heart.

There are many courtyards in the square, and a tall building is built on the central square.

The bronze-colored ancient clock hangs on the roof of the building.

buzzing.

The bell rang three times, and the time had come.

Many outer disciples scattered in twos and threes, and went to work separately.

"Liu Yi, you come with me."

Zhuang Dunshen appeared behind Liu Yi like a ghost. When Liu Yi turned his head, Zhuang Dunshen had already put his finger on Liu Yi's wrist and was feeling his pulse. "Your aptitude is pretty good, but it's just a mere fourth level of nourishing energy. If you want to make talisman paper, you still don't have the qualifications. Just follow me and listen to my sermon..."

The place where he preached was the attic in the middle of the paper mill.

The two came to the roof and sat down facing each other.

A big bronze bell, more than two meters high, was hung above their heads.Many runes are densely packed, like tadpoles, carved on the copper bell.

Liu Yi raised his head and kept looking at the big clock.

"Since you are looking at this bronze bell listening to the wind, let's start with this big bell." Zhuang Dunshen smiled and pointed to the big bell above his head.

Liu Yi withdrew his gaze and thought to himself: "It turns out that this clock is called Tingfeng, and the name is a bit elegant for a scholar."

Zhuang Dunshen said: "This clock is my magic weapon, Zhuang Dunshen. Because it is too heavy and has no function of changing its size, I hung it in the paper mill, and it is specially used to ring the clock to tell the time. The bronze bell looks mighty. , weighing more than 2000 kilograms, in fact, it looks useless, heavy and inflexible, and has little other use except for smashing people."

Liu Yi comprehended it, and replied: "It turns out that this clock is like a red-lacquered toilet, with a ostentatious appearance. No matter how gorgeous the toilet is, it is actually a toilet. It has no other magical purpose except for defecating and urinating."

"Yes, your kid does have some understanding."

Zhuang Dunshen nodded, quite appreciatively, "We practitioners are the most taboo to be flashy, and we are also most taboo to be too high-spirited. Practice must rely on one step at a time, and move forward steadily. Therefore, everyone in my Yuxi sect must learn from the outer sect. A disciple starts by carrying water and chopping firewood, and then learns to make talisman paper, grind cinnabar, concoct medicines, feed beasts, refine lead and mercury, and temper copper and iron... After you have learned all these, you will be able to carve talismans and refine them. Make pills, refine magic weapons, and cultivate spirit beasts; only then can you learn how to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and practice the power of prolonging life."

Liu Yi cupped his hands and said: "The disciple has been taught."

"I am half a generation younger than your master, you can just call me uncle."

Zhuang Dunshen said again: "Today, I will tell you how to cultivate after the fourth level of nourishing qi."

The four layers of nourishing qi can generate true qi in the body.

When the real qi in the body is full, and when the real qi circulates in the meridians, there is a slight whistling sound, and you have reached the fifth level of nourishing qi.

Inside the human body, there are twelve orthodox scriptures, plus eight extraordinary scriptures.

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth levels of nourishing qi need to get through the three serious channels.When the cultivation base reaches the ninth level of nourishing qi, it is necessary to get through the eight extraordinary scriptures.

In the tenth level of Dzogchen, the meridians of the whole body must be penetrated, so that the true energy can flow unimpeded.

After the tenth level of nourishing qi, it is the state of refining qi.

This Qi Refining Realm also has ten levels of realm.

If you want to call the wind and call the rain, ride the clouds and ride the fog, you must break through the Qi Refining Realm and reach the Soul Realm.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a tall building begins with a flat ground.

Cultivating and refining qi is the foundation of the ten thousand zhang high sky.

The Qi Refining Realm emphasizes refining one's true qi, turning it into true essence, containing five qi inside, and piercing through three flowers.Among them, the internal five qi refers to the five elements within the five internal organs, from which the five elements can be used to control wind, fire, thunder and lightning.As for the three flowers of the Shangguan, the three flowers talk about essence, energy, and spirit, which are the three treasures of human beings, and one of the three is indispensable.

"The sky has the three treasures of the sun, the moon and the stars, the earth has the three treasures of water, fire and wind, and humans have the three treasures of god, qi, and essence..."

Zhuang Dunshen shook his head and said a long list, regardless of whether Liu Yi could understand or not, then he took out a volume of "Paper Making Classics" from his sleeve and handed it to Liu Yi.

Liu Yi took the "Paper Making Classics" and asked: "Uncle Zhuang, is the essence in the essence, energy, and spirit the essence in our men's body? So, is it true that we cannot marry wives and have sex with women?" ?”

"Oh?"

Zhuang Dunshen raised his eyebrows, "So, you like women very much?"

"It's not like I like it very much."

Liu Yi pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Food and sex, if I say I don't like it, you probably won't believe it, uncle."

"You are only fourteen or five years old. You are a boy, and you are thinking about women? You can't teach children! You should read this "Paper Making Classics" carefully. After lunch, go to the bamboo forest to chop bamboo. , Come back and start making paper for me according to the method in the scriptures!"

Zhuang Dunshen seemed to be offended by Liu Yi, so he walked away.

There are only three or four pages in the "Paper Making Classics". Liu Yi read it several times and kept the papermaking steps recorded in it by heart. It was almost lunch time.

At noon, the paper mill had an hour and a half to rest.

Liu Yi ate in the cafeteria and went back to his room to practice once. This time he deliberately didn't put the feathers on his body, but the speed of practice became the same as usual.

For the twelfth week of luck, Liu Yi hid the feather next to his body and thought: "I will put the feather on my body at night. If the speed of my practice has tripled, then the reason for the change in my practice speed must be Because of this feather... the state of nourishing energy, the state of refining energy, and the state of soul! When I reach the state of soul, I will be able to learn spells and practice the skills of a practitioner!"

After leaving Kunziyuan, he took a hatchet from the paper workshop, and Liu Yi went to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo.

The bamboo is Moso bamboo, only the size of a middle finger, and it glows with a purple color.

Boom!

Liu Yi slashed down with a knife, and the hatchet bounced back, almost hurting himself.

Looking at the moso bamboo again, there was only a shallow mark on it.

"It's so fucking tough!"

Liu Yi felt emotional in his heart, he circulated his true energy into his hand, and grasped the hatchet tightly to cut towards the moso bamboo, only to cut a little deeper.

It took hundreds of knives in a row to cut off the bamboo.

It wasn't until dusk that Liu Yi cut five bamboos, but a dozen blood blisters appeared on his hands.

It's just that it was getting late, and Liu Yi had to go down the mountain.

"Oh! Isn't this our Senior Brother Liu?"

This person is called Fan Jian, and he is also an outer disciple who works in the paper mill. When Liu Yi came to the paper mill in the morning, he had the most vicious face.

Now seeing Liu Yi coming back with five bamboos in his arms, Fan Jian went over to mock him again.

"Senior Brother Liu, you have chopped so much bamboo!"

"Senior brother Liu, you have broken the record of our paper workshop. There is no one in the past, and there will be no one in the future. Thinking of the world..."

Fan Jian was like a blowfly, constantly harassing Liu Yi.

"roll!"

Liu Yi was annoyed, and seeing Zhuang Dunshen standing under the bell tower from a distance, he turned around abruptly, and spit on Fan Jian's face.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Fan Jian pulled his sleeves and wiped his face, and rushed towards Liu Yi, "You are too fucking courageous to spit on my face today, you brother Liu did it first, and you will be caught later!" I'm disabled, so don't blame me for disregarding my fellowship."

Many outer disciples stood aside, waiting to watch the excitement.

The female disciple holding the white rabbit was also standing in the crowd.

"Fan Jian!"

Zhuang Dunshen floated over and snorted coldly.

Fan Jian was full of anger and pointed at Liu Yi, "He did it first!"

"A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!"

Liu Yi was polite, cupped his hands towards Zhuang Dunshen and said, "Master, I am a gentleman."

At this moment, the female disciple in white also came out, her expression was as cold as an ice lotus, her eyes swept past Zhuang Dunshen, "Uncle Zhuang, it was Fan Jianxian who provoked Liu Yi."

"Nephew Lu Ningshuang's words, of course I can trust them!"

Zhuang Dunshen nodded.