Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 45

Qiu Sheng froze and opened his mouth to speak.

"All right."

The four-eyed priest shook his head, and put the compass back into the cloth bag on his shoulders.

"You don't have to worry about your master. Although he hasn't learned the true law, sooner or later he will realize a path with his talent. Shi Jian can be strong for a while, but he can't win forever. Your master will catch up sooner or later."

"Pack up and prepare to go to the second mountain."

The Taoist priest with four eyes lifts his feet and walks away.

The three hurried down the mountain.

Zhao Ying heard a lot of secrets, but they couldn't hear them clearly, and there were many doubts in his heart.When he arrived at the place where the wooden stakes were placed, he picked up the wooden stakes and followed closely behind the two of them without saying a word.

Really flow?

What is Zhenliu?

Why can't we step into the true stream without the Dharma?

Could it be that Shi Jian's method of manifesting a giant tree out of thin air and throwing his hands and feet covered with lightning is a kind of true flow?
He could probably guess why the other party suddenly kept silent and couldn't speak clearly at important joints.It should be that there is an outsider like myself, and it is a bit secretive to speak out.

Uncle Nine's schemes, his own mistakes, all of which were mentioned in a single word.

No one said anything along the way, as if they all had their own concerns.

One after another, the wooden stakes were buried in the correct position on the top of each mountain. As soon as the time came, all five wooden stakes had been placed.

"Go back now?" Zhao Ying asked Qiu Sheng softly.

"It's still early." Qiu Sheng shook his head.

"Uncle Simu wants to send a message with a paper crane to inform Shi Jian. After Shi Jian confirms that all the stakes are buried in the correct position, he will cast a spell and set up the big formation."

While the two were talking, the four-eyed Taoist leader took out a piece of talisman paper from his shoulder bag, and fiddled with the paper crane folded into the size of a grasshopper.Holding the palm together, pointing with the sword in one hand, chanting words in a hurry, and then pointing the sword, the paper crane in the palm spread its wings as if it had life, and flew into the boundless sky in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Ying couldn't see the reason for this method, but he also saw Uncle Jiu use it when watching dramas in his previous life, and it seemed that this method could be used for tracking.It's been so long that he can't remember these details.

"Qiu Sheng, bring the burden, and cut some branches to build a simple altar for me."

"Oh." Qiusheng honestly took the burden on his back, took out a hatchet from it, looked for a moment, and walked towards a lush forest.

Without three or two steps, a meal at his feet, turning his head and looking at the old god who was standing in place, "Old Zhao Yan's mission is not over yet. Don't look alone, come and help."

Zhao Ying didn't want to talk to him at first, but he had some doubts in his mind that he couldn't explain himself. Then he thought maybe he could ask Qiu Sheng, so he strode up to catch up.

The two walked hundreds of steps, and Qiu Sheng stopped at the place where a few elms grew.

"Are you going or am I going to go?" He turned his head and smiled.

Knowing what he meant, Zhao Ying glared at him and said, "You want to push this trivial matter to me? Do it yourself. If you talk nonsense, don't blame me for throwing you up."

"Okay, okay, I'll go."

Qiusheng knew that if this guy could say it, he would definitely do it.Not daring to babble, he took a leap and kicked the thick tree with a hatchet, and climbed up.

Swing the knife and start cutting the branches.

Zhao Ying folded her arms, looked for Huatou and asked: "We have come all the way, and there are many trees. You choose elm alone. Is there something special about it? As the saying goes, elm has a strong yin, and it is used to set up an altar...it will not harm you?"

"hey-hey."

Qiu Sheng on the tree said with a strange smile: "It's a elm head."

"Stop talking weird, who do you want to insinuate?"

"Well, it seems that you really don't understand if you don't explain it clearly. Then you, Qiu Sheng Daochang, will explain it to you. This elm head is often said to be a curse word, but it can be used to set up an altar. It can deceive evil spirits. Ghosts persist Born from thoughts, what do you mean they are not elm heads?"

"In Feng Shui, elm has the effect of relieving evil spirits, and there are many benefits for setting up altars."

"Heh, Master Qiusheng has learned a lot lately?"

Qiu Sheng sighed from the tree, "There have been so many things recently, and Master is under a lot of pressure. As a big disciple, how can I not help Master solve problems? Learn more, and I can always share more for Master at critical moments."

Zhao Ying didn't believe a word of his words, and said with a sneer, "Really? Are you so self-conscious? Didn't Uncle Jiu force you to learn it?"

"Forehead……."

He laughed awkwardly twice.

Zhao Ying swallowed a breath, and brought the topic to the topic, "Since Qiusheng Dao has grown up and made progress, let me ask you, what does the four-eyed Taoist mean when he said true flow? What is true flow?"

The tree was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, but what he said was not an explanation to Zhao Ying's question.

"Old Zhao, I know that you want to learn magic techniques. You must be unwilling to be confiscated by the master, but you can't get it. Even if you know what true flow is, it will only increase your troubles."

Zhao Ying's eyelids twitched, she didn't expect Qiu Sheng to say such a thing.

"If you can't tell me, just pretend I didn't ask."

His face didn't change, and his tone didn't change in any way, it seemed that Qiu Sheng didn't express his true thoughts.

Unwilling?

Of course he was unwilling.

Even if he doesn't have the support of analytical supernatural powers to create his own method, he will definitely find ways to embark on the road of practice.

The reason why the fish in the pond can stay safely in the pond is because it has never seen a wider world. Once it has seen rivers, rivers, lakes, and the sea, who can guarantee that it will not yearn for it?

Zhao Ying is like the fish in that pond, and this world is like the sea.He saw different fishes living in the sea, and he was unwilling to be an ordinary person. He wanted to jump out of the pond and turn into a whale or a dragon.

"It's not impossible to say, it's not a big secret. I'm just afraid that you are addicted to chasing power, lose your heart, and go astray. I have very few friends. You and I make friends through martial arts. It's friendship made by fighting .I don’t want to learn something one day, and the first demon I subdued will be you.”

"Hahaha."

Zhao Ying smiled instead of anger, and laughed in his heart, "With your behavior of fishing for three days and posting nets for two days, even if I really became a demon, why do you come to surrender me?"

"Rely on your master? Or rely on your luck that you keep trying to die but not yourself?"

Zhao Ying stopped laughing and spoke calmly: "You are right, I am indeed obsessed with chasing power. What's wrong with this? In this world, how can I survive without strength? Do I want me to Do you close your eyes and wait for death, or do you expect your experts from Maoshan to come and save you?"

Zhao Ying's eyebrows turned cold. Ever since he failed in his apprenticeship, there had been a backlog of anger in his heart all the time. This anger was not directed at anyone, but disgust for his own weakness and ordinaryness.

He has seen the fish in the sea, how can he return to the pond willingly?

People in this world can still look forward to the next life, but he may not even have the chance of the next life.

If you want to know the cause of the previous life, the recipient of this life is.If you want to know the fruit of the afterlife, the author of this life is.Everyone in the world can extrapolate what they do in this life to the next life, but he cannot.Even if you do good deeds, you will not be able to exchange for good results in the afterlife.

That being the case, why not do as you please.

Only in this life, you only practice in this life, even if you are full of bad karma, this life is not in vain.

"My hope of survival will never be pinned on anyone again."

"One day, I will completely control my life in my own hands."

He didn't say these two words.

The repressed anger in my heart seemed to be ignited by these two words that suddenly surged up, and there seemed to be great pride in my chest.

Zhao Ying raised her eyebrows horizontally, her intimidating look seemed to be looking through the branches and leaves, and saw Qiu Sheng who was silent and covered by thick branches and leaves.

"You should cherish your chances! You don't care, but I don't know how many people can't ask for it? Do you want to live a lifetime like this? How long has your kung fu not improved?"

Zhao Ying asked three times in succession.

"It's the same for studying the law, and it's the same for practicing martial arts. It's a waste of talent."

Zhao Ying turned around and left.

Behind.

Qiu Sheng's voice came suddenly.

"I only said one thing to you, but you said countless things to me. Zhao, you really can't take advantage of the slightest loss."

Snapped.

Zhao Ying stopped and didn't look back.

"I advise you."

Qiu Sheng didn't refute, and said flatly: "You turn around and leave, don't you want to know what true flow is?"

"...I can hear you standing here."

Qiu Sheng pondered for a moment, and said: "Anyway, it doesn't involve the secrets of my Maoshan secret method, so it's okay to tell you, so that you don't have to preach to me. My Maoshan secret, first of all, I have to practice enough energy, and my body is strong. Refining qi and blood to pure yang with yang fire, strengthening the three souls and solidifying the seven souls, the blood can subdue zombies and evil spirits, and it can also be used to open altars."

"And the next step is the so-called true flow. Using a kind of energy from heaven and earth to cast the foundation of Taoism, this requires the righteous method that my uncle just said."

Zhao Ying's eyes flickered, and he turned around and said, "Uncle Nine failed to receive the Dharma in Maoshan, could it be that...he didn't have a way to absorb the energy of heaven and earth into his body?"

Zombie ghosts also have the ability to attract evil spirits and absorb yin. Isn't it a big joke that the majestic exorcist priest cannot absorb the energy of heaven and earth into his body?
A thought suddenly occurred to Zhao Ying: "The Taoist Master Four Eyes said that Uncle Jiu would understand a path sooner or later, so he shouldn't be aimless. The brothers and sisters who have been around for decades must know each other very well, and what he said must have something to say. Is it possible? The golden light Taiji that catches the Lightning and Thunder Fist is the righteous method that Uncle Jiu comprehended!"

Qiu Sheng's voice sounded: "I don't know about that, maybe my master has already got other methods. It's alright, I'll tell you what true flow is. You don't have to hurry up and help get these branches back."

"..."

Zhao Ying looked around, and saw that a pile of branches had piled up on the ground, and the branches and leaves were flourishing, occupying a large area.

Without making another sound, he slowly stepped forward, pulling up two branches and striding forward.

"Hey, wait for me."

Qiu Sheng jumped down from the tree, pulled up the remaining branches underground, and chased after him by mopping the ground.

After a while, the two returned to the place where the stake was buried.

At this time, Taoist Master Four Eyes was playing with the things in the burden. Zhao Ying glanced at it lightly. The burden was spread out to be a piece of yellow cloth two meters long and one meter wide. There were copper bells and porcelain bowls in it. A bag of glutinous rice, a small yellow gourd, joss stick paper, slap flag, etc.

Then he couldn't help at all, so he stood aside and watched, only to see Qiu Sheng skillfully shaved off the branches and leaves, leaving only the thick branches.Take the four vertical corners and quickly insert them into the ground, then take the slightly thinner left and right horizontal forks, press down without any fixed objects, the frame deforms, the four vertical pillars suddenly tilt, and the horizontal and vertical branches are locked.

He still didn't give up, and gradually built up layer by layer, forming a platform with a wide bottom and a narrow top.

The four-eyed Taoist took a few glances and was quite satisfied, "The craftsmanship is good."

Immediately, the two each lifted two corners of the yellow cloth and put it on the stage, a simple altar was formed.

When I was young, a paper crane flew over.

boom.

On a mountaintop to the east of Renjia Town, purple lightning suddenly rose from the ground, crackling and crackling, rushing straight to a height of several feet.

Zhao Ying looked sideways, and seeing this power, his eye sockets shrank and widened, secretly frightened.

Lightning Strike Thunder Fist?
From the flat ground, the sky light rushed upwards, obviously it could not be thunder and lightning in nature.

"It's amazing, even if my bones are touched, I'm afraid I will explode into pieces!"

"Open the altar."

Qiu Sheng lit the incense candle and inserted it into the copper stove and candlestick.

The Taoist master with four eyes made formulas with his hands and chanted mantras, twisted a few grains of glutinous rice, and tossed a fire.

Zhao Ying saw Qiu Sheng retreating to the side, looked sideways and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that Daoist Shi Jian stood up? Why did the four-eyed Daoist open the altar?"

"Help, what else can I do. A large formation that can be erected by one person, but I have to ask my uncle and the others to help. Hmph, if you don't show off your prestige, you can't experience your own ability."

"Shut up."

The four-eyed priest glared angrily.

"When the big formation is set up, he can feel the place where the stakes are placed. Use the altar to wait and see. If you don't keep your mouth shut, be careful that a thunderbolt from the sky will strike you to death."

Zhao Ying frowned, and hurriedly backed away from Qiusheng.

Qiu Sheng's expression changed, but when he saw Zhao Ying was about ten meters away from him, he said angrily, "What do you mean? Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

With a stomp of his foot, he broke his pace and rushed straight to Zhao Ying.

"Don't come here, stay away from me."

(End of this chapter)