I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 115: Soul-raising Hypothesis

Zhang Chen was such a clever man. At this moment, based on the little boy's words, Zhang Chen immediately realized that something was wrong. How could Elder Wu cultivate into a Yang God? It was clearly a group of incense that was arranged according to some very unique pattern, enveloping his soul.

"Incense becomes a god!" An idea popped up in Zhang Chen's mind, and soon a common sense inference gradually emerged in his mind: "Huang Tiandao should have discovered the use of the power of incense when he was digging an ancient tomb somewhere. He found that as long as the power of incense was gathered, he could easily step into the mysterious realm, and then began to study the use of the power of incense. Until one year, Huang Tiandao finally made a result of his research and felt that the martial arts in the mortal world were nothing special, so he directly lifted the restrictions to win people's hearts."

Now that Huang Tiandao has mastered the mysterious power of becoming a god through incense, he will certainly no longer be afraid of the spread of martial arts. After all, the power of gods is unpredictable. Who knows if there will be any special means to curb it?
There is also the mysterious Huangting Sutra. He had heard of the "Huangting Neijing Sutra" and the "Huangting Waijing Sutra" in his previous life, but as for the Huangting Sutra, he had never heard of it.

"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Yu saw Zhang Chen standing there in a daze again and asked.

"I was just wondering, are there really fairies in this world? What are fairies?" His eyes were full of doubts.

He felt that the so-called immortals should be the name given by humans after their exploration of the spiritual world, and only this was the most appropriate inference.

"Why think so much? Even if immortals really exist, they are not something you can covet." The little kid looked at Zhang Chen unhappily, "I will teach you the first three moves of the True Dragon Frame. Learning the martial arts in front of you and mastering the technique of exerting force are the most important things for you."

As Cheng Yu spoke, he began to explain to Zhang Chen the first three moves of the True Dragon Frame, which involved breathing control, detailed seals, and even visualization.

The first three moves of the True Dragon Frame are simple, but they contain many key points and techniques. These key points and techniques are the most important and are the key to performance.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen's memory has been pretty good since he upgraded to the Light of the Righteous God. Cheng Yu only taught him five times, but Zhang Chen already remembered it all.

Then Cheng Yu patted Zhang Chen's chest, his voice full of surprise: "Boy, I am very satisfied with your learning progress. You can remember it after five times. It seems that you have good talent."

Zhang Chen looked at the admiration in the little kid's eyes, coupled with the childish expression and the pretentious tone, and found it weird no matter how he looked at it.

"Senior sister is still the best teacher." Zhang Chen probably figured out the little kid's temper and flattered him subtly.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Chen's words, Xiao Douding's eyes lit up: "Do you really think so?"

Zhang Chen said against his will, "How dare I lie to my senior sister?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Dou Ding patted Zhang Chen's shoulder with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, you are the most honest person in the entire Taoist temple. I like you more and more now."

At this point, Xiao Dou Ding became interested and said to Zhang Chen, "Come on, come on, I'll prepare some special exercises for you. There's still some time before lunch, so I'll teach you how to practice the True Dragon Frame."

Zhang Chen was not polite when he heard that. He directly set up his position in the house and asked the little kid for advice.

Zhang Chen's posture was very standard, but also very stiff. Because the little guy was not tall enough, he held a pole in his hand and kept pointing at Zhang Chen, knocking and correcting Zhang Chen's mistakes.

"Breathe, pay attention to your breathing! Don't make your breathing disordered!"

"Remember, no matter what time, your breathing must not be disordered."

……

Xiao Douding tapped the pole up and down in his hand, and Zhang Chen was happy to receive his guidance. As time passed, Zhang Chen's movements became more and more flexible. Xiao Douding finally stopped the pole and looked at Zhang Chen with a pair of big black and white eyes:

"The next step is to practice these three movements over and over again. Use these three movements to stretch the tendons and veins in your upper body. If you want to integrate the strength of your whole body into one, you need to keep feeling it back and forth during the practice. Finally, if one day you can feel the 'activity' of the tendons and veins and can pull this strength together, then that is Ming Jin." Xiao Douding explained the key points to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen practiced meticulously upon hearing this. As he possessed a unique bloodline, he could feel the circulation of blood and was particularly sensitive to the meridians in his body. With each movement and each stretching of his meridians, he seemed to sense a slight difference.

But he hasn't figured out what the difference is yet.

Zhang Chen practiced it more than fifty times. Suddenly, a bell rang. Then, the little kid took out two rice bowls from the cabinet beside him. The rice bowls were as big as an adult's head. They looked particularly funny in the little kid's hands.

"Hurry, it's time to eat! Let's go eat." The little kid casually threw a wooden basin to Zhang Chen. The wooden basin seemed to be endowed with a strange force. When it fell into Zhang Chen's hands, it did not seem to have the impact as imagined.

Zhang Chencai caught the wooden basin, and then he saw the little kid put the basin on his head and ran out of the door.

"Senior Sister, let me carry it for you." Zhang Chen quickly stepped forward and took the rice bowl off the little kid's head.

Cheng Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this: "I forgot that you are here."

After saying this, he strode off into the distance and said, "Follow me quickly. The animals will start to fight over food when it's time to eat. If we get there too late, I'm afraid there won't be any food to eat."

At this point, Xiao Douding's voice was full of grievance: "Damn it, I went to steal the tribute, but I couldn't get it from these animals and was starving! Now there is a severe drought in the world, and there are fewer and fewer believers donating money to our Taoist temple. The food in our Taoist temple has dropped from dry rice to porridge now."

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this, but then he suddenly realized that there was a severe drought in the world and a riot was imminent. Everyone was tightening their belts and cutting back on food, so where would they get the money to donate to the Taoist temple?
The two of them ran all the way, but Zhang Chen and the others still arrived late. Looking from a distance, they saw more than a dozen long queues in the kitchen hall. They were all young men between the ages of 18 and 30. They were standing in the queue with rice bowls in their hands, waiting for their meals with expectant looks on their faces.

Zhang Chen looked at the more than 3,000 strong men and felt that Huang Liguan was not simple. However, he was already on the pirate ship and it would not be easy to get off.

With golden light flashing in his eyes, Zhang Chen swept his magic eyes over and found that all the young men he saw were ordinary people, without a single one who had achieved success.

"They are all just ordinary people." Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

Come to think of it, mystery is so rare that even the master of the temple is just a mortal, let alone this group of disciples?
However, among this group of disciples who practice martial arts, there are quite a few who have stepped into the realm of dark energy, so they should not be underestimated.

"Damn it, I'm late again! And the last one." Cheng Yu looked at the long line, swearing while pulling Zhang Chen to line up.

"Junior sister, you are late for the queue again today." "Junior sister, you are so cute today."

"Junior sister, the bun you have on your head today is so cute."

……

As the two of them passed by, they saw that the group of men, after seeing Cheng Yu, started to make jokes as if they were teasing a child.

Zhang Chen followed behind Cheng Yu. Along the way, he saw that everyone called her "junior sister", but not even one called her "senior sister".

Zhang Chen looked at the back of Cheng Yu's head, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He began to have strong doubts about the so-called thirty-year-old words of the little boy in front of him.

The little kid seemed to feel a little guilty after being called by everyone. He turned his head to look at Zhang Chen. After meeting Zhang Chen's eyes, he immediately turned away and looked down at the food bowl without saying a word.

Zhang Chen was speechless upon seeing this, he was actually fooled by a child. However, it was true that the temple master asked him to call the little girl "senior sister", and it was also true that the other party had attainments in martial arts.

Since they are all true, Zhang Chen has never thought of changing it back. Besides, this little kid is quite funny, and he is very interesting with his clever little personality.

The two of them lined up for a full hour, and then the disciples in the kitchen scraped the bottom of the big pot clean and poured it into Zhang Chen's rice bucket.

Looking at the full bucket of rice porridge of the disciple in front of him, and then looking at his own half bucket of rice porridge, Zhang Chen finally understood why the little kid was running so fast and even ran to the main hall to steal cakes.

Rice porridge is enough to satisfy your hunger, let alone there is only half a bucket of rice porridge?
Down the corridor, two figures, one tall and one short, were walking down the corridor holding rice porridge. Neither of them spoke, and they were both staring at the rice porridge in the bucket in a trance.

"Zhang Chen." It was the little kid who spoke first, breaking the silence. His black and white eyes stared at Zhang Chen: "Now that you know my age, are you unwilling to be my junior brother?"

"No, you became my disciple before me, so you should be my senior sister. How can this change because of age?" Zhang Chen replied with a smile.

"Really?" Hearing this, the little boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to Zhang Chen, "Squat down."

Zhang Chen squatted down holding the rice porridge. The little kid looked at the half-filled bucket of rice porridge in Zhang Chen's bucket, and a trace of entanglement appeared on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and poured his own rice porridge into Zhang Chen's bucket: "Since you are my junior brother, of course I have to protect you and can't let you go hungry. You will be protected by me from now on. If you don't have enough food, won't it be a loss of face for me?"

Xiao Douding was distributing the rice porridge very seriously, but he was so excited that he accidentally poured too much, and directly poured most of the rice porridge in his bucket into Zhang Chen's bucket. Xiao Douding was so scared that he quickly took back the wooden bucket, and looked at the less than one-fifth of the rice porridge left in his own bucket with a painful face.

"Thank you, Senior Sister! I will follow you from now on." Zhang Chen looked at the rice porridge in the bucket, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Senior Sister, you would rather starve yourself than let me eat. I am very touched. Don't worry, I will follow you from now on."

Although the other person is young, he knows how to care for others!

Moreover, the other party's martial arts skills are high, so he will have to ask for guidance from him in the future. Moreover, Zhang Chen looked at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the room and felt that this little kid should be able to read. If he wants to learn to read in the future, he will need to ask the little kid in front of him for help.

What does it matter if you suffer a little loss?
"Well, don't thank me yet." Xiao Douding was confused when he heard that. He waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Chen's thanks, then looked at Zhang Chen with a blushing face and said, "I actually poured too much for you. Can you pour some back for me?"

Zhang Chen was speechless after hearing this. He looked at the little kid with a pair of eyes. Finally, the little kid lowered his head guiltily: "No, no, no, there's no reason to take it back after I gave it to you. Eat it yourself. I'm not hungry!"

The little boy's voice was full of entanglement and pain. He looked away from Zhang Chen's full bucket of rice porridge, walked in front holding the wooden bucket, and kept muttering, "I'm not hungry! I'm not hungry!"

Zhang Chen couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and he felt like he was teasing his daughter, so he walked over and pulled the little bean's wooden bucket over to him: "Senior sister, I can't eat so much porridge, let's share it equally."

Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Xiao Douding swallowed his saliva, but forced himself to say, "How can that be? As a senior sister, how can I take back what I gave away?"

"If senior sister doesn't eat, I won't be able to finish this bucket of porridge, and it will be wasted." Zhang Chen advised.

The little boy's big black and white eyes moved around for a moment, then he looked at Zhang Chen and said with a guilty conscience, "Since you said so, it would be a sin if I don't help you eat some. It's so difficult to harvest food these days!"

As he spoke, Xiao Douding eagerly handed over the wooden bucket, and then watched Zhang Chen pour the rice porridge into his wooden basin.

"Sister, you can read, right?" Zhang Chen asked.

The little bean was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head: "I can't read."

Zhang Chen showed a look of astonishment on his face: "I saw that there were pens, inkstones, and paper downstairs in Senior Sister's small building?"

"I'm just practicing calligraphy! My master said that it's best for me not to know how to read before I achieve enlightenment and see the gods." said the little kid.

"Why?" Zhang Chen asked in surprise.

After hearing this, Xiao Douding looked around and saw that no one was around. Then he leaned forward and lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, our master said that if a person cannot read, he can still understand the charm of nature. If he can read, his thinking will be shackled by the words, so he must not learn to read before he breaks through and sees the gods."

At this point, Xiao Douding was afraid that Zhang Chen would not understand, so he pointed to the mountains in the distance and said, "Look at the mountains in front of you. They are vivid scenery. If you can read, they are just two cold and emotionless characters for 'mountain'. People's thinking will be shackled by the characters in front of them. If someone mentions mountains to you, the first thing that comes to your mind is how to write mountains, rather than the charm of mountains. Or because you can read, when you see mountains, you will only remember the two characters for mountains, but not the appearance of mountains."

Zhang Chen's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered a saying from his previous life: observing the mountains, rivers, and the universe can nourish the mind.

“Could it be that Huang Tiandao, from his high vantage point on the Great Dao of the Gods, has discovered the secret of how to nourish the soul?” Zhang Chen’s heart moved.

(End of this chapter)