When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Sitting cross-legged, facing north and backing south, Hong Ming fell on the couch, his eyes were drooping and slightly closed, his lips and teeth were facing each other, his tongue touched the palate, and a stream of body fluid flowed down his throat.It has been half a year since he got the Daoist book. He read the whole book and practiced day and night, but he couldn't fall into peace. He closed his eyes, and distracted thoughts suddenly appeared, or he smiled softly, or blood shadows flew, don't say Self-cultivation and self-cultivation, it is a blessing not to go crazy.

After sitting for an hour, Hong Ming finally opened his eyes, and still made no progress today.He stood up, took Tai'a Sword from his side, and walked into the courtyard.The moonlight in the mountains is strangely bright, as big as a silver plate, and the courtyard is covered with silver frost. Hong Ming slowly draws out the sword, holds the hilt lightly with both hands, and uses every move and move to make him stand up.He is only six feet tall, and it is a bit difficult to wield a three-foot long sword, but he is still unhurried, as if dancing lightly by the pond, or strolling in a garden, chopping and moving, drawing bursts of sharp light, the tip of the sword reflects the silver moon , layers of golden light glowed, and as he danced, his mind gradually calmed down, his breath was long and profound, and for a moment, a flash of inspiration appeared.

Seqidui, close the door.

The ears are silent, the mouth is speechless, the eyes are ignoring, and the heartbeat is getting slower and slower.

To the extreme of emptiness, to keep quiet.

The mind is calm, the mind is calm, the hand moves with the heart, the mind turns with the thought, and tends to return to nothingness.

Empty your heart and fill your belly.

The mind is clear, there is no one thing, it seems that there is only the sword glow in the world, only the moonlight, all the news of all fate, and everything is forgotten.

Quietly, a strand of silver thread hangs down from the middle of the moon, falls on the sword, runs along the arm, and goes straight into the chest and abdomen.Hongming only felt a burst of coolness rushing up, the qi is divided into five colors, green goes to the liver, yellow goes to the spleen, white goes to the lungs, black goes to the kidneys, red goes to the heart, the five colors gently rotate three times in the five viscera, straight down to the dantian, and again Work together to make a white awn.Going back and forth like this nine times, Hong Ming suddenly yelled softly, the long sword in his hand was buzzing, as if weeping and complaining, as if answering and cooperating.

Amidst the slight trembling of the sword's sound, Hong Ming slowly withdrew his movements, the white awn in his dantian was still spinning around, lingering endlessly.

He smiled lightly, and after half a year, he finally entered the Tao.

On the second day, Hongming climbed to the green pavilion again to pay his respects to the old ancestor. The old ancestor only looked at him and laughed out loud.

"Some people open Baihui first, others open Tanzhong first, or even switch Yuan and Qihai first, but you opened Laogong. It's the first time I've seen such a strange phenomenon. But the opening of this acupoint is wonderful, and it fits perfectly. The way of sword qi entering the body, and at the same time nourishing qi and calming the nerves, is of great benefit to your state of mind."

Hong Ming was taken aback, "Could it be that other acupoints need to be opened after entraining the air?"

The ancestor lightly waved his tail, "That's natural. There are three major realms for monks in the world, one is Tongqiao, the other is Yuandan, and the third is Feathering. Tongqiao means opening up 160 large acupoints in the body, and each acupoint is opened to attract the vitality of heaven and earth. The power of the acupuncture point is increased by one, so the life expectancy is increased by five years. During the three generations, the immortal energy has not dissipated, and it is normal for ordinary people to open more than ten or twenty acupuncture points, so everyone lives a hundred years old every day and dies without disease. There are even people with extraordinary talents, Just like Peng Keng, all the acupuncture points in his body are open, and his life span is [-] years. The acupuncture points are open, the vitality is full, he can see and perceive, and he can sense the power of heaven and earth. Still turned into loess. Therefore, the Yuan Dan is the second realm, to feel the Dao, to concentrate the energy, to condense the vitality in the body into a pill, and to sit in the Dantian. Those who have achieved the pill can order the vitality of the heaven and the earth to be used for their own use. , One method to the point of breaking the sky, he has become a land god, and his lifespan has reached two thousand years. At this time, the heart of the Tao is not scattered, the meaning of the Tao is pure, he understands the rules of heaven and earth, and seeks the source of the Tao. Zi Mansion, when Yuan Qi becomes a baby, there will be nine heavens Xuanlei breaking through the sky, splitting the Zi Mansion, leading Yuan Ying out, following the thunder to ascend to the sky, this is the emergence. Immortals have no body, only a touch of pure soul, so immortals Different paths never touch each other. This is the root of the Dao.”

Hong Ming was dazzled by hearing this, and leaned over to kowtow, "May I turn into a spirit and go straight to heaven."

The old ancestor shook his head slightly, "Using the sword to enter the Qi, at the beginning the progress is very fast, the sword Qi is the sharpest in the world, and it is the sharpest when used to open the orifices. , You have not experienced in the world of mortals, how can you find out? Therefore, before you can become an alchemy, you must encounter a barrier, and whether you can become an alchemy is still uncertain."

Hong Ming smiled, "If you encounter a barrier, just break it. My heart is not dead, my will is endless, and I will definitely find the way to the sky. As for forgetting love..." He paused, lowered his eyes to hide the bitterness, "I have tasted the great regret in the world, and I should give up all the things of love, I know it myself."

The old ancestor looked at him for a long time, and finally smiled, "I haven't been sympathetic yet, but I have forgotten it. Anyway, your chance is still elsewhere, and I will make arrangements for you when you succeed in cultivation." After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves , "You go, I will retreat for more than a hundred years, and the day I leave the customs will be the time for you to meet the destiny."

After all, he ignored Hong Ming and went into meditation.Looking at the figure of the ancestor sitting upright, Hong Ming cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, turned around and left.