Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Listening to Zhenren Zhao's words, Liu Zhenren shook his head helplessly.

"This son has no intention of joining the religion. Even if it is the words of the Heavenly Venerable, he learns what suits him, and criticizes the ones that don't suit him. In his eyes, the Heavenly Venerable is nothing more than a first-achieving student. Do you want to be a disciple? You can't force it!"

After finishing talking and returning to the alchemy room, the remaining three looked at the direction Wang Xuebin left, inexplicably surprised.

They knew that Wang Xuebin believed in the existence of ghosts and gods.

But people who believe in ghosts and gods, but don't respect ghosts and gods, are really rare in the world!

PS: I sacrificed a martial arts book last time, called Encounter Jianghu, but today the sand sculpture author came to show me off, saying that he is not cold yet, and that he is still alive, and that my sacrifice is not effective. I can't take it anymore!

Today I will sacrifice again, I hope that all book friends will bless me, let me show my power, try to milk all other people's books to death, let me write and write books, and find that I am the only one left, then Ba Shi Ba Shi is miserable! ! !

Chapter 96 Mahu

After leaving Huashan, Wang Xuebin drove a car towards Lin'an.

This place belongs to the junction of the Jin and Song Dynasties, and the horses are very strict. Riding a horse is not an easy task.

There was a shortage of horses in the Song Dynasty. Many officials and scholar-bureaucrats in the Song Dynasty used donkeys or mules as mounts. As for the horse, there was only one horse in Huayin County, which was still disabled.

Moreover, if he wants to pass the border on horseback, he has to go around a long way and avoid officers and soldiers, which is very troublesome. He has no choice but to choose a not very chic mount, a donkey.

Of course, not just a donkey, but also a cart.

No way, the cart can't move.

Martial arts, white clothes fluttering and walking alone with a sword, this is a fairy tale for adults, but also a romance for men.

Men are interesting animals, they are very mature, and they can hold up a piece and bear heavy responsibilities.

They are also very naive, no matter how old they are, there is always an innocence hidden in their hearts.

It may be a game console or a glass ball that makes them reveal their original shape. If there are cold weapons or car models, then there is no cure.

Sometimes they even compete with some animals, and they can play for a long time with a little thing. This is their interest, and it will never change.

"I said brother, give a brother a face, I feed you with good grass and food every day, it's unethical for us to do this!"

At the junction of the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty, Wang Xuebin did not enter the customs through formal channels, but took a small road. The military equipment in the Song Dynasty was relaxed, and crossing the border was very easy and effortless.

He is now in a place where there is no village in the front and no store in the back. The post station has passed. He originally thought of resting at the next post station, but the donkey quit, and he refused to leave no matter what.

"Are you going? Let me tell you, donkey meat is my favorite. Believe it or not, I am a skilled person!"

The donkey snorted and rolled his eyes, looking quite human.

Wang Xuebin, who was watching, felt depressed. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked around, but there was nothing but donkeys.

He disappeared suddenly, and reappeared in the same place in just an instant, with an extra fishing rod in his hand and a carrot tied on the fishing line.

Wang Xuebin was lying on the cart, and with a flick of his hand, the carrot was thrown in front of the donkey. The donkey saw the carrot and started to chase it.

"Hey, Xiao Mian! Can't I cure you?"

Seeing that the problem was solved, Wang Xuebin grinned happily, this is fun!

......

"The little donkey, with its hooves facing west, dragged Tang Sanzang and followed his three apprentices to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures on the main road. It would cover tens of thousands of miles..."

Wang Xuebin climbed on the cart, his legs dangling flickeringly, humming a little tune that he didn't know where he was going.

A fishing rod was attached to the cart, and a half-gnawed carrot was tied to the fishing line, dangling in front of the donkey. The donkey kept chasing it, and Wang Xuebin would move the fishing rod from time to time to adjust the direction.

Wang Xuebin is now practicing the Contemplation of Space, and he has become proficient in walking and can practice walking, sitting and lying down.

The practiced qi has an ethereal charm, which can strengthen one's physique, magnify one's inspiration, and also has miraculous effects in lightness skills, whether it is speed, height or controllability, there is no small improvement.

There are four realms in this technique. This realm is not like the spiral air drill and Ren Du's second meridian mentioned in the book. It is not practicing kung fu, but repairing the subway!

The level of practice lies in the level of observing thoughts, which is the sublimation of the level of consciousness, so there is the theory of epiphany.

There are four levels in the Contemplation of Space. The first level is to visualize a static Tai Chi ball, which will dissuade 90.00% of people.

The yin-yang fish is easy to visualize because it is a two-dimensional plane, but the Tai Chi ball is three-dimensional and requires a strong sense of space to visualize it. Wang Xuebin took a coincidence.

He went back to the present world and bought a Tai Chi ball. After seeing the real thing, he had a concept, and then entered the door according to the gourd painting.

Slowly become proficient, then start to practice the second level, let the Tai Chi ball rotate clockwise, and then rotate irregularly on the third level, and finally, stop and turn as soon as you want to stop.

And at this level, you also have the ability to look back at the inner reflection, that is, you can clearly feel the path of the Qi in the body flowing through the meridians.

Qi is affected by various factors such as weather, breathing method, and visualization.

When Wang Xuebin can control the wandering route of qi, and completely advance from the small Zhoutian to the big Zhoutian, he will reach the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Wang Xuebin has been constantly experimenting now, controlling the direction of Qi by changing the breathing rate. This is a huge project, and the experience of others cannot be used for reference, so he can only do it himself.

"No, no, it should be one breath and three breaths here, and two meridians are missed!"

Wang Xuebin murmured in his heart, picked up a notebook in his hand and started to record, using a pencil and a lined notebook.

They are all modern things, because they are convenient to use, but the price is a little expensive. A pencil is [-] yuan, and a notebook is [-] yuan. Both are currency limits, and the cost is a little less.

"Hey! Come and stop, this place is the boundary of my Erlongzhai. If you are with me, please pass the threshold and share the bowl of water to catch up. Or leave Mai Se'er, Lao Tie and Tiao Zi. If not, don't blame the brothers. If it's too bad, you take the beam!"

Wang Xuebin heard the voice, dropped his pen, stopped the donkey, and sat up. He hadn't heard this set of words for a long time.

I remember that he learned similar lip-spotting jargon when he first walked in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect that it has been this way throughout the ages.

Although the slang words are different in different places, Wang Xuebin can guess it with his feet. It is nothing more than asking if he is in the same company. If he keeps half of his property, if not, he will keep it all. This set is nothing new.

There were seven or eight skinny robbers in front of them. They were wearing a pair of hemp-colored trousers, tied around their waists with cloth strips, their upper body was naked, their hair was loose, and they looked dirty.

The seven of them had three forks, two large knives, and two sticks. The forks were dung forks. I don't know if they were used. It looked a little disgusting.

Wang Xuebin turned over and got out of the car, looking at the seven robbers, he was a little disappointed. He thought he would meet some big lord and he could take the opportunity to try his skills, but in the end there were only a few of them.

Wang Xuebin pretended to be afraid and said:

"My lords, Wansheng has no money left. Only this donkey is worth some money. Wansheng dedicates it to all the lords. I hope you can give Wansheng a way out!"

The two bandits with knives looked at each other, one stepped forward to pretend to check the donkey, the other walked around behind Wang Xuebin, and the others also surrounded him.

Wang Xuebin's heart sank, this is definitely a veteran, he didn't even think about saving his life, and he stopped pretending to find out the truth.

With a twist of the wrist, a straight-edged knife made of alloy appeared. He raised his hand, and with a twist of his feet, a white horse flashed by, and the head of the person behind him flew up.