Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 41: I don’t know how to practice

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　　 "Thank you for your help." The boy lay halfway on the ground, and said this sentence, blood shed all over the floor.

　　 didn't respond, just a chuckle, faintly sounded, and then he saw a man in the moonlight with a robe like waves, almost riding in the wind, holding a little girl in his hand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　 The young man staggered out of the alley. Although he was very curious about saving the expert, now is not the time to explore.

　　

　　 Shen Lian is casual, and becoming a mysterious expert can be regarded as satisfying the fantasy of the previous youth.

　　 Speaking of a young man, he never imagined that he could fly into the sky and have all kinds of magical powers. But after he truly became such a person, he rarely did things that he had fantasised in his youth.

　　 stepped into the hospital slowly, put Xiao Ruoxi gently on the bed~ and covered the quilt.

　　, while Shen Lian was on the side of the room, tied a long rope, hung in the air, turned over and lay down calmly.

　　 At first, he was just imitating a certain character in his previous life. That person also has a pure Taoist mind and no distracting thoughts. He sleeps on a rope all year round.

　　In the hustle and bustle of this world, meditating and practicing Qi is actually of little benefit. He suddenly imitated his childlike innocence.

　　 At first, he had to keep a distraction, control his body and not fall down, so he didn't get deep into concentration.

　　 Later, he gradually stepped into the unintentional, but his body reacted naturally, and he was able to grasp the balance, letting his body's blood and qi change ever-changing, but that point of gravity remained the same, and there was no change.

　　 Although it didn't actually bring him any benefit, he always felt that he was faintly grasping something~ it was not thorough enough.

　　 hangs in the air, Shen Lian slowly enters concentration, the soul has formed into a yin god, even in the spiritual platform, it is not so vain, very solid.

　　 It's just that it's a little less agile and a little sluggish than before.

　　 The deeper he enters the concentration, the more he can feel the call from the bottom of the earth, not even the bottom of the earth, but a somewhat turbid, unknown world, faint and bleak, and he seems to have heard the faint sound of running water, and The dumb and low call sign floated in the ears from time to time.

　　 None of these interfered with him, as if he could go to that world as long as his mind moved, and he could put aside life and death and obtain a kind of peace.

　　 It has been several years since he entered this realm. This situation is different from the ‘Trance’ of the nine realms, although the two are somewhat similar.

　　 Shen Lian naturally knew the meaning of this situation, and called it ‘Tongyou’. That world seemed to be the so-called secluded spring, but Shen Lian couldn’t verify it.

　　 Qingxuan's Taiwei Pavilion also couldn't find this information.

　　 The terrible thing about "Shangqing Lingbao Naturally Locking the Heart and Solving the Soul" is that although you will encounter bottlenecks when you practice, you can go smoothly all the way to the next hurdle, which may be difficult. , Maybe it's simple, there are no rules, as long as he practiced step by step, one day, it seems that he can flow into the sea and reach an unprecedented realm, without being troubled by birth, old age, sickness and death.

　　 But just because it is more difficult than the imaginary divine strategy, this exercise is too easy, he vaguely feels that in the end, he will become a kind of existence without sadness and joy, that is not the long life he wants.

　　The contradiction in life lies here. He can't give up the current advancement for the sake of the unknown. He still practices this method, let alone the exploration of Taixu's divine strategy.

　　At this point, he really failed to break away from humanity.

　　 The child goes to bed early and wakes up early. When Ruoxi was in Dongfangjibai, she got up to wash, and Shen Lian was already up by this time.

　　 Shen Lian did not fully let her instincts in her schedule, from morning to night, and then assign tasks within her capacity without making her feel harsh.

　　A practitioner seeks longevity, and seeks an eternal way. To put it bluntly, he wants to live, because there are countless beautiful things to do and countless wishes to get achieve.

　　Only by knowing the precious existence of life and loving all of it, will I have the motivation to practice.

　　 Shen Lian thinks this way, so when his practice should be boring, it is indeed boring, but he never forgets the joy of life.

　　 As far as mortals are concerned, they can actually be said to be ants, but they can still find it interesting when they occasionally go under the tree and watch the ants move food. The fun of life lies in the truth and richness, and there should be no superior or inferior.

　　 The melodious sound of the piano sounded in the courtyard. Naturally, Ruoxi couldn't hear the "splendid splendor and spears", but she felt that her brother at this time made her feel at ease.

　　 The sound of a piano fell slowly, and Shen Lian said: "Today I am teaching you to practice. Although now I am not accepting disciples according to Qing Xuan's rules, I can still grant you some superficial things."

　　Ruoxi's innocent eyes flashed a little dazed, she still didn't understand this opportunity, if she let anyone know about spiritual practice in Shangjing City, she would be afraid of scalping and worshiping the younger generation under Shen Lian.

　　 She didn't even know the elder brother in front of her, because she left Shen's house and walked through thousands of mountains and rivers in order to find immortals and visit Taoism to gain access to spiritual practice.

　　Cultivation pays attention to the method of preconditioning, and the method of self-reliance preconditioning is the most rare. If you don’t have a predestined relationship, it will be like Ling Chongxiao~ IndoMTL.com~ I feel helpless and regret it for life.

　　She just asked: "What is ‘practice’."

　　 Children’s innocent and careless words often fall into the heart and feel shocked.

　　 Shen Lian couldn't help but smile, and said: "I can't tell you this question."

　　 Ruoxi just uttered an ‘Oh’. She didn’t feel any joy to be upset about her brother. Instead, she felt disappointed. It turned out that her brother didn’t know everything.

　　 Brother is a elder brother, not an idol, so the little girl doesn’t know what the idol’s collapse is.

　　 Shen Lianxin said: She is so young, she is ignorant of talking too much, so she taught directly.

　　Facts have proved that Shen Lian is not the patriarch of Bodhi, and Ruoxi is not even a monkey. He has an innocent Taoist mind and a natural Taoist body.

　　 Although Ruoxi has a lot better talent than ordinary people, she practiced calligraphy qualitatively, and at the step of inducing inner energy, she still didn't have a little bit of it.

　　 After all, whether it is a monkey or Chen Jianmei's kind of genius, they are rare.

　　It took half a month for Ruoxi to feel the qi in her body that her brother said. Now Shen Lian only lets her feel it, and doesn't let her do anything else.

　　 Ruoxi has one more homework, and she still has to practice the word'永' every day. The'永' written by Shen Lian is naturally more than just calligraphy.

　　 She authenticated and copied it in the medical hall. Just halfway through the writing, a young man arrived in the medical hall. She still recognized this person, the person she splashed on her body last time, and the one next to her.

　　 is not as good-looking as my brother, and not as good as Ruoxi.

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