The next day, the weather was worse than yesterday.

The sky became cloudy again, and there was a bone-broken cold in the sky. There was no sun in the sky, and a heavy snow seemed to be brewing again.

All these last night are vivid in my mind.

The immortal life, the immortal cloud tower in the mysterious mind, the towering dead tree hidden in the void, and the more ethereal immortal order, the adventure of wandering in the vastness of the universe.

The amount of information was slightly large, and it took a while to come back to his senses. Yun Su took out the bronze mirror that Wang Xuanji had found from under the pillow and looked at himself carefully.

His appearance has basically not changed, and his hair is very long. Fortunately, he no longer grows wildly when he reaches his waist.

What is hard to explain is the temperament, and the most special thing is the look. If the pupils used to be visible, they are now like a deep pool, quiet, fortunately their vision is not hindered.

Yunsu felt that he had changed a little bit of leisure, relaxed and free, and had no worries about food and clothing.

"Heaven, Earth, Man, Sun, Moon and Star..."

Lang Lang's reading sound came from the hall. He was reading an enlightenment book. It was simple and straightforward and not rhyme. It was easy to read, but it was inferior to the famous "Three Character Classic" that has been passed down for thousands of years on Earth.

Wang Xuanji's voice was deliberately low and he was trying to correct the three children. From time to time, he had to coax the youngest guy in the cradle.

In the air, a faint aroma of broth spreads, making people feel relieved.

Yunsu is not good at teaching children to study, cooking, and taking care of children, and there are more important things.

...

"Read a book a hundred times, but the meaning is gone."

Yun Su sat cross-legged, and on her knees was the book "Tongxuan Sutra" that she had read several times, and she felt something.

The Xuanmu Sect before bankruptcy was just an ordinary martial arts sect that could not be more ordinary. He has read all the martial arts secrets, unless it has treasures of heaven and earth, empowerment from experts, or the Ren and Du meridians are opened.

Otherwise, if an otaku who has never practiced standing or stance or stance, or has never tied his legs, it will be difficult for him to practice martial arts to succeed if he does not spend countless years.

And compared with the way to cultivate immortals, the temptation is much smaller.

What is slightly surprising is that this book "Tongxuan Sutra" was always in the sect. The master and all the senior brothers have read it, and some have practiced it accordingly, but in the end they all gave up.

Wang Xuanji once imitated Wang Muxuan's tone and said, "No one in all can enter the path of immortality according to this method, but can be read as a miscellaneous book."

But when Yun Su came to this world, he knew that he had the qualification to live forever and also received information. This world is a huge and almost boundless world of cultivation. When he saw this book, he naturally felt like a treasure and kept reading it every day.

Simply put, this "Tongxuan Jing" can be described in one sentence.

Cultivate one's own self-cultivation and enlightenment over time.

The book is divided into three chapters, the first chapter is to nourish the body, the second chapter is to look at the qi, and the third chapter is to open the mysteries.

The chapter on health care is about the essence of health care, starting from work, daily life, and then to food and clothing, from cradles to old age.

For example, the book requires that the sun rises and go outdoors to eat the clouds and eat the air.

Compared with the time when Yunsu stayed in bed on Earth, this sunrise is about five hours earlier. It must be done every day and cannot be interrupted.

Similarly, when the sun sets, it is too early to eat supper.

It would be fine if it was just a strict time requirement, even the style of pajamas, sleeping posture, bed orientation, interior decoration, etc.

The requirements for diet and clothing are not small.

Eat hundreds of grains, taste thousands of grass, drink rootless water, be feasted by heaven and earth, and even have regulations on how many times and how much to eat.

There are requirements for what to eat during the season and what to eat for each meal.

The whole scripture seems a bit pedantic, extremely harsh, and the words are used harshly, as if it violates any one, so there is no need to continue studying the chapter on Honour. In this life, there is no chance of being with the path of immortality.

The chapter on Hu Qi is mainly about Qi, talking about internal and external qi, and external qi enters the body and turns into internal qi.

The article is also very clear. The first article to nourish the body is to condition the person's body to the best state. Over time, through more than ten years or even decades of persistence, the whole person can reach the best state of hope.

The second article of looking at Qi begins to guide people to understand the internal and external qi, and try to lure Qi into the body, from young to old, from season to season, from east to west, south to north, from mountains and rivers to rivers and lakes. All the differences and differences of the characteristics of Qi are discussed.

The third chapter of Tongxuan is to teach people to break their own shackles, lure qi into the body, break through the mystical gates of heaven and earth, and eventually lure qi into the body and become monks.

This part has the most content, and most of them are not well understood, such as the Luck Method. As for the several superficial techniques recorded in it, it is even more like the Book of Heaven.

The first two articles are easy to understand, and the third article is full of mystery. I don’t know if the writer himself has many things he doesn’t understand, or if Yunsu did not meet the requirements of the previous two articles.

I recited it repeatedly and the sun sets, and I just drank some pheasant soup and stopped after eating a few pieces of meat.

The food was still not much. The children were already skinny and bone-skinned, and Wang Xuanji was even more yellow and hungry, with pale paleness.

A few and a half-aged children could easily eat poor Yunsu, and before they could get enough food, they could only make themselves suffer.

“Cultivation is indeed very difficult.”

These days, Yun Su asked himself to clear his mind and have few desires, cut off all kinds of delusions, see the emptiness but not the color, but still did not feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, nor did he seize any opportunity to enter the Tao.

I don’t know if it’s a question of qualifications or a question of the Xuanjing.

The Tongxuan Sutra, which is only ten thousand words in the full text, is almost able to recite it, and is still confused.

After reading this past few days, Yunsu still has a certain confidence in the Tongxuan Sutra. It is based on the daily life of ordinary people and follows the steps. Although the process is harsh, it is easy to understand, and there are many reasons.

Since this is a world of cultivation, spiritual energy should not be lacking. Although it is not something that can be achieved in ten months of hard work, it is impossible to draw qi into the body after adjusting the body and consciousness over time.

Nowadays, without the guidance of a master and the guidance of a monk, there is no way to know what qualifications are.

Although "Tongxuan Jing" is extremely ordinary and simple, it may be an introductory Taoist book that gives people who are extremely poor in qualifications and have a strong heart towards Taoism, who are quite self-disciplined in food, clothing, housing, transportation, and daily life, but also yearn for practitioners.

"Prepare both hands."

Yun Su secretly made up his mind to try to practice with the Tongxuan Sutra in his hand, while exploring more secrets of the Yuntai of the Eternal Life.

As the sky got darker, he added two more bars to the main entrance of the hall, which was the most dangerous at night.

There is a cellar under the statue of the god in the hall, which is the backhand of Wang Muxuan in the past. It is well ventilated and has bedding, which is very warm.

At night, Wang Xuanji took the little guys to hide there. After Yunsu checked the doors and windows, extinguished the lamps in the hall, and then continued to go back to the house to read at night.

The barren mountains and houses leak, and the snow is everywhere.

The night was surprisingly quiet, the oil lamp had been lit, the wick wrapped in cotton was soaked with oil, and the house was covered with fire as big as soybeans. Unconsciously, sleepiness came and was already in a dream.

"Du...du!"

A gentle knock on the door came, and the sound was not loud, as if it was knocking in my heart. Yun Su looked up with difficulty, and he was still in the house.

"Tu tuk"

The knock on the door sounded again, and Yunsu looked out through the gap in the window. It was pitch black and there was no starlight. At this point, it was covered with heavy snow, who would knock on the door in the middle of the night?

He vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Tu tuk"

The knock on the door rang for the third time, and Yunsu decided to go and take a look.

I walked to the back of the hall door in a daze, looked at the statue in a daze, and felt that I seemed to be a little more awake, and my heart became more vigilant.

On weekdays, I also asked Wang Xuanji why Wang Muxuan, who was a man in the world, offered sacrifices to the statue of the gods, only then did I know that Wang Muxuan was a Taoist priest in his early years, and the Xuanmu Sect occasionally took on some Taoist rituals.

Yun Su did not rashly open the door, but saw a woman in white standing outside in the yard, looking very beautiful, wearing a cloak, her face was like a pear blossom on her face, and she was about to cry.

If I want to take a look at it again, it seems that I can't see it in detail. At this moment, the scene is quite strange.

What's even more strange is that she didn't even get close to the door of the hall, but the knocking sounded again.

Yunsu's anxiety became stronger and stronger.

"Young Master, the little woman accidentally got lost with her family and was lost. She also asked her to be kind and open the door."

Yunsu felt very scared, his mouth was dry, and a coldness arose from his feet. For the past twenty years, he didn't even dare to watch midnight ghost movies alone.

This fear is real, and has nothing to do with immortality and whether there is infinite life span.

Yunsu said without any hesitation:

"Young Master is not here, come again next time."

"What does the young master mean? I'm a weak woman..."

"roll!"

It is said that people in the dream don’t know it. Yun Su is confused and still can’t get up. She just curled up slightly and the two layers of quilts became cold.
Chapter completed!