Two hundred and one chapters of literature and art
Chihuo Zhenren smiled and said, "A coincidence, the head teacher just left the seclusion yesterday and was farming in the back mountain. He also specifically reminded him that if he could contact you, he would like to meet you. Tsk tsk, my junior brother is so lucky, I really jealous of my senior brother. Over the years, I have never heard from the head teacher say that I want to meet any junior brother."
Xu Yi laughed, "Thanks to the senior brother's praise, then let's not wait, hurry up."
The true man Chihuo immediately led Xu Yi to the back mountain.
When he arrived at the land, Chihuo Zhenren pointed the direction to that place, and Xu Yi rushed over.
If you talk about the handsome mountain peaks, the back mountain is not worth mentioning, the mountain is not high, and the stream does not have the aura of fairy spirit. It is like a mountain range near a small town, exuding a fireworks.
After a while, Xu Yi saw the farmer-like head coach Hongyi. As expected, the head coach was plowing a piece of land, without a cow or plow, but the head coach Hongyi's posture was no different from plowing the fields.
Rolling up his trousers, barefoot, stepping in the mud, holding his hands in the air, and walking very slowly step by step.
Xu Yi didn't bother, and stood quietly by the field. As he looked, he suddenly closed his eyes and felt a burst of warmth and stability in his heart. He seemed to be massaged by something soft on his mind.
"Put the spiritual seedlings all over the field with your hands, and then you will see the sky in the water. Only when your heart is pure is the way. Retreat is to move forward."
With a chanting, Xu Yi opened his eyes. The headmaster Hongyi was already standing on the ridge of the field beside him, looking at him with a smile, "What a poem to ask, my friend, do you have any masterpieces?"
Xu Yi bowed and said, "Disciples should not be called such a master."
Hongyi said, "You should get it right, your spiritual elixir must be obtained from me. A master-disciple relationship method has not been formed in the end, this is God's will."
Xu Yi didn't expect that there would be such a statement and was secretly surprised.
Master Hongyi asked again, "Do you have any masterpieces?"
The second time the head of Hongyi asked the question, Xu Yi felt strange, but he couldn't help but answer. He thought for a moment and could only get a song that suited the situation, and immediately chanted, "
If a person ploughs half a piece of field, he will rely on the sky to harvest, and the desert is also based on the sky. When a simple meal is simple, the meal is sweet in the morning and the evening is sweet in the morning. The cloth clothes are warmer than silk cotton, and can be worn in the long and short. There are a few thatched huts in the grass, so they can be safe in walking and waiting. After the rain, the sky is blue and the sky is blue, and the fish are on one side, and the wine is on the other side. When the children return at night, they talk to each other in front of the lamp. There are also words today, and there are also words in ancient times. I sleep alone at the three o'clock on the sun. Who is the god? I am a god. A volume of books on the empty valley in the south mountain is crazy and crazy.
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The head of the Hongyi Sect was stunned. Suddenly, he roared to the sky, and the wind and clouds in the sky changed color. The entire Baili Mountains covered by Xuanqing Sect suddenly burst into strong winds and roars.
Xu Yi was extremely surprised, "This is when I met poetry, why is it so easy to be infected by poetry? The Hongyi Master is really literary and artistic."
The whistle was settled, and the head of Hongyi suddenly bowed towards Xu Yi, "I remember the grace of enlightenment in my heart."
Xu Yi was frightened and jumped away suddenly, "Why is the leader? He killed him."
Hongyi said, "If you don't know my predicament, I don't have to explain it carefully to you. When you reach my current state, you will be able to understand it."
Although the head of Hongyi did not explain clearly, Xu Yi roughly guessed some corners.
Most of the poems he read were of great use to train the mind and nature of Hongyi.
However, this is not what Xu Yi is concerned about. He is concerned about the issues in practice, and he urgently needs the head of Hongyi to solve the doubts.
Obviously, the head of Hongyi was willing to confuse him.
"...The first level of the spiritual root to the second level of the spiritual root, and it is enough to cultivate the hidden orifices. The key is to open the Xuan Palace. The Xuan Palace is where the soul and spirit live, and it is extremely important. When you open the Xuan Palace, the third level of the spiritual root is formed, and you can move the acupoints and change the orifices. The potential of the human body can be developed with all your strength. Not only can the defense be greatly increased, but some wonderful body-building techniques can help people achieve changes..."
As he said that, the head of the Hongyi swayed and suddenly turned into a giant with a tall eye, angrily looking like a giant spirit.
Xu Yi secretly praised the giant spirit and evil spirit with his dragon and elephant.
Xu Yi said, "After practicing one hundred and eight hidden orifices, I don't know how to open the Xuan Palace, whether it is necessary to use the power of elixirs or how."
Hongyi's head of the sect said, "No external force is needed, it will come naturally. The opportunity comes, the insight is born, and the Xuan Palace will be born. Once the Xuan Palace is completed, you can start to prepare to attack the Tribulation Realm. However, many wise monks are not busy hitting the Tribulation Realm, but are constantly tempering and trying to strengthen their flesh and blood bodies in order to forge a powerful soul spirit, so that they can impact the Tribulation Realm."
Xu Yi said, "What is the specific process?"
Master Hongyi laughed, "Okay, I'll give you a booklet later to ensure it is detailed and detailed. The time of the Taoist is precious, so you don't have anything to ask?"
Xu Yi scratched his head, "Yes, guarding the true immortal, why should I ask all the rituals? I don't know if the sect can tell the whole world."
Hongyi, the head of the sect, said, "The old man is lowly and has limited knowledge. He has heard some things, and he said it to you. You can grasp whether it is right or wrong."
"I have never been to the other three continents and don't know how to distribute them, but this continent is composed of several continents, each continent and endless sea areas. It is almost difficult to communicate with each continent except for the top figures. In our Central Continent, the most powerful force is the Immortal Palace."
Xu Yi was shocked, "Immortal Palace, is this a sect or a dynasty?"
Xuan Lengyan came from the Immortal Palace. At first, Xu Yi had not yet taken it to his heart. Now, looking at it again, Xuan Lengyan is actually the top second generation of immortals.
Hongyi, the head of the sect, said, "It is neither a sect nor a dynasty, but an alliance formed by powerful forces on the entire continent and mutually reconciled. This alliance does not strictly rule the entire Central continent."
Xu Yi nodded, "Don't you know there is an eternal immortal in this world?"
Master Hongyi laughed and pointed at Xu Yi and said, "Seeing you is like seeing me back then. It's also so curious. Very good. I hope you will always maintain this curiosity. Don't be like me. Under the tempering of the giant wheel of time, you are almost becoming a stubborn stone without thoughts and desires."
"I have never seen the eternal immortal. Maybe the Taoist ancestor who created the whole world can be counted. Going further down, the great monsters in the prehistoric period raised their hands and feet, caught clouds and electricity, and went through countless disasters. At least, their existence time can no longer be measured by time."
"The four continents today are the decay of the prehistoric world. However, there has always been a legend in the world, that is, the real prehistoric world is just sealed, waiting for those who are destined to open it. Whether it is a legend or a real one, it is still too far away from our present moment."
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