The moon rises to the willows, and people make an appointment after dusk.

The little Taoist Jing Younan walked towards the backyard of the Taoist temple, stepping on the mottled moon shadow, humming an unknown tune.

Passing by the path paved with peach petals and passing through a layer of moon cave gates made of bamboo fences and flowers, you will see pink walls surrounding them and green willows hanging around.

When you push the door open, there are corridors on both sides. There are several rocks in the courtyard, and there are several banana trees planted on one side. On the other side is a rich crabapple, its momentum is like an umbrella, silk hanging on the green strands, and cinnabar sprouts. The portrait of the Taoist priest is worshipped in the room, and there are red sandalwood furnaces, bells and chimes, and cloud beds in the corner.

Being in it is like wandering in a painting.

Jing Younan took out the sandalwood first, lit it, and then inserted it into the crane-mouth incense burner. The fragrance rose spiraled, spreading hazy clouds and smoke in the room.

Rose sandalwood can calm the mind and wake up the soul, and is worth a thousand gold. If you are outside, the salt merchant, who has always been famous for being generous, will have to hide it like treasures to avoid others coveting it. However, Jing Younan is now using it at will, which shows the wealth of Baiyun Temple.

Jing Younan sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, closing his eyes and silently.

Until the moonlight penetrated through the window and the whole house was covered with a piece of silver gauze. Jing Younan opened his eyes and was bright and bright, without any confusion during the day, cold and cold.

After a while, Jing Younan stood up, pushed the window and looked away, carefully considering the future.

Compared with the end of the world that was originally full of killing, disasters and hunger, life is undoubtedly as beautiful as dreaming.

However, after seeing the vast magic power of the old Taoist Baiyun, and thinking about the weakness in the face of desperate situation when he died, Jing Younan would never allow it.

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ah, he lived his life in chaos, and only the great way of heaven and earth in his heart, immortality and immortality.

However, the little Taoist priest possessed by Jing Younan was messy and could not be better than amnesia. He usually seemed stupid. Although he had the ability to cultivate spiritual herbs and cooked medicinal food, he had a great status in the observation, but he had never been taught by Taoist Master Baiyun.

No true teaching is allowed, no wisdom can be seen.

"No clue, take a look."

Jing Younan sighed and sat back on the cloud bed, facing the sky, seemingly awake but not awake, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.

Listen to breathing with your ears, and you will feel that fresh spiritual energy enters from your nostrils, mixing the distracting thoughts in your chest, turning into a turbid air that is spit out from your mouth, repeating this action until the distracting thoughts in your chest seem to dissipate with your breathing, and the mind enters an empty and mysterious state.

If you brush away all the dirt, you will feel refreshed and comfortable, and your breathing will become longer. In a faint way, two feet of white light that is hard to see in the naked eye can be spit out from your mouth and nose, with a sonorous sound.

Deep in the mind, if there is any thought, if there is no thought, if there is existence, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought; if there is not existence, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no

I was in a daze and empty way, and I felt like I was immersed in the hot spring water, my mouth and nose closed, and my 36,000 pores in my body opened, absorbing the essence of the world.

Keeping the last trace of clarity in your mind is like turning into a baby and returning to the mother's womb, the whole person is chaotic, confused, ignorant, and unconscious, and the things and me are the same as me, and the saints and ordinary people are gone.

It was not until the rooster dawn, the purple air came from the east, and the warm wind mixed with the fragrance of the soil and the fragrance of flowers came into the house that Jing Younan woke up from this mysterious realm. Yesterday's fatigue was wiped out, and he was refreshed and the dragon and tiger spirit was in full swing.

“It’s really interesting,”

Jing Younan opened his eyes slightly and laughed silently. The little Taoist priest's memory was messy and missing, and only a passage of scripture was vivid in his mind.

Although this passage of scripture has less than 5,000 words, it is really mysterious and profound. Even though Jing Younan claims to be of high qualifications and amazing understanding, he still feels confused and has a headache.

What's even more strange is that the original owner of this body, the little Taoist priest who was stupid in Jing Younan's eyes, learned a method from the scriptures three years ago, called the Three Yuan Fei Breathing Spiritual Method. The mind and the spirit are combined with the spirit, and one breath is exhaled and one breath is calm, and the heart is fast and silent.

After the practice is successful, the fetal breathing person can exhale the turbid air in the body at all times, inhale the essence of the vital energy in the world, and finally wash the marrow and hair, and transform it.

In Jing Younan's view, the mysterious and profound method of single discussion is that the little Taoist master has learned is above the magic tricks practiced by the Taoist in Guanzhong. However, this method is mysterious and mysterious. I don't know how to come, nor how to go, and I don't know how to go. I have no idea.

"Did the little Taoist priest have such a high understanding at the time? Or is it that the legendary fools have good fortune, and the scriptures are specially used to enlighten the fools?"

Jing Younan was so amazed that he could only practice this method based on his physical instinct, knowing it but not the reason. He really didn't know how the little Taoist priest realized it at the beginning, which made people envious and jealous.

After making a decision in his heart, Jing Younan had a simple breakfast, brought a jar of fine wine, and left his courtyard.

Taoist Feiyu sat by the small pond, holding a Taoist book in his hand, reading with relish.

The smooth pool water reflects his reflection, wearing a flying cloud crown on his head, a Bagua fairy clothes, and a jade pendant tied around his waist. The dragon and tiger are auspicious, and the smoke and clouds are lingering.

Seeing someone coming in, Taoist Feiyu raised his head, "Junior Brother Jing is here," he was browsing on his temples, his nose was straight and his eyes were bright. He was a rare beauty.

Jing Younan put down the wine jar and saluted respectfully, "Yes, senior brother."

Among the many Taoist priests in Baiyun Temple, Taoist Feiyu reads Taoist scriptures and has a gentle temper. Jing Younan used to take care of him and was grateful and respectful to this senior brother.

Taoist Feiyu slapped the wine jar open, poured it into the wine glass, and drank it all in one sip. The rich aroma of wine overflowed and spread out, mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the yard, and it was hard to tell whether it was the aroma of wine or the fragrance of flowers: "Junior brother, this jar of wine you brought has been fifty years."

Jing Younan saw Taoist Feiyu smiling at the corners of his eyes, his eyebrows were brilliant, and there was a faint jade light flowing on his forehead. He was stunned at first, \u9

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The eyes contain stars and the face has jade colors, which is the external manifestation of the Chengyuan realm.

"Junior brother, look carefully." Taoist Feiyu was a little surprised at Jing Younan's quick reaction, but then he thought that his junior brother was dull and not good at speaking, and was actually not stupid, but he just didn't like to speak.

"A few days ago, Senior Brother, I saw an authentic Taoist magic trick from the Master of Temple, which referenced it with the Song and Crane Eternal Life Technique I practiced. Yesterday, I finally activated the essence, merged the internal breath, and generated the essence."

"It's a pity that the master of the temple went out early in the morning. Only when he came back could I draw my energy into my body and achieve the immortal fate."

It can be seen that after breaking through to the Chengyuan realm, Taoist Feiyu was in good spirits when he was happy, and his past reserve was all aside. He held Jing Younan's hand and kept talking, waiting for others to share his joy.

There are three levels of the realm of the mortal body: Qi sensation, success, and bright orifices.

After Chengyuan, the mortal fetus is in front of you. After ten years of hard practice, one day of success is in sight, how can it not be ecstatic?

Jing Younan nodded just by mutely, but his eyes flashed through the Taoist script on the stone table. The three ancient and clumsy characters in "True Yi Jing" seem to have endless magic power, and his mind is shocked.

There is no doubt that this Taoist book is the authentic Taoist magic technique mentioned by Taoist Feiyu, and it is also what Jing Younan most hopes to get now.

The three-yuan fetal breathing spiritual method that I had originally comprehended was too difficult and there was no way forward. Jing Younan decided to follow the path of Taoist priests who practiced, meditated and breathed, and carried by Zhou Tian. This time he brought fine wine specifically, and planned to seek a practice from the Taoist priest who was the best for him. Unexpectedly, there was a Taoist sect's authentic magic technique right in front of him.

Taoist Feiyu finally saw Jing Younan absent-mindedly, his eyes just looked at the scriptures on the table, thought for a moment, and said, "Junior brother, have you also wanted to practice Taoism when you see Brother Chengyuan Chenggong? Five years ago, the master of the Guanyu said that your meridians are thin and blocked, and it is difficult to practice. Otherwise, this Taoist book is very suitable for you."

It can be said that there will be gains when there are mistakes. It was also at that time that this junior brother was discovered to have the talent to cultivate spiritual medicine and make medicinal food, so he established his status in the observation and was not inferior to the disciples in the observation.

Jing Younan tried his best to calm down his mood, and his voice tried to be calm, and his face showed a slight urge tone: "Senior Brother, although I cannot practice Taoism, this Taoist book is a true Taoist teaching after all. It can soothe distracting thoughts and concentrate the mind. It is very beneficial for me to cook medicinal food. Brother, can you lend it to me for a few days?"

Taoist Feiyu handed the Taoist calligraphy technique to Jing Younan, "Okay, junior brother, you can see. Be careful to cook medicinal food. If you can refine elixirs in the future, even the senior brothers will not be as good as you."

He has entered the stage of enlightenment, and even though this Taoist book is authentic, it is useless.

"Thank you, senior brother."
Chapter completed!