Journey to the West: All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 14
Among the vast sea of ​​clouds, a round of red sun is slowly rising, the morning glow is flowing, the clouds are steaming and the fog is surrounding, just like a fairyland.In the sea of ​​clouds, the mountains seem to be completely submerged, only a small tip is exposed.

And on a cliff, a person was standing on the top of a dangerous rock, looking at the sea of ​​clouds constantly rolling under his feet, he sighed after a long time.

"There is really no aura. There are no ascetics in this world. I hope that martial arts can have some expectations!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Liu headed down the mountain, not knowing what kind of world this is, whether it is modern or ancient, Jin Yong or Gu Long!
As he went down the mountain, a small path appeared in front of him. Jiang Liu let out a light sigh, picked up a plastic bag from the soil beside him, and said with some disappointment: "So it's a modern society! Then the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon and the Six Meridians Excalibur, Nine Yins and Nine Yangs are gone!"

Going forward, I saw some people moving between the shadows of the trees. When I looked closely, it turned out that an old man with gray hair was boxing on a big bluestone. His movements were slow, as if he was playing Tai Chi airs popular in society.

Jiang Liu looked at it for a while, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, there are some things that are different, and it's not a flower shelf for health preservation in the park in the previous life."

He has achieved success in Taoism, although he has not practiced martial arts, but his body has reached the acquired state, so he has some insights when he sees it.The old man's eyes are always focused on his moving fingers. He always stretches out his hand slowly, and then grabs the five fingers like a crosshair, and then withdraws them quickly.

In a moment of curiosity, Jiang Liu revealed his consciousness. This kind of behavior is very dangerous in a world where cultivation is possible. If you are not careful, you will be attacked by the enemy, causing damage to the sea of ​​consciousness, but in this world without aura No one can discover this invisible and qualityless consciousness.Attach the consciousness to the old man, if you are punching yourself, you can control every move.

"This is the most basic body training! Although there is no spiritual energy, this kind of training can increase physical strength and strength. The disadvantage is that it is slow and cannot break through the limits of human beings."

Seeing the old man's hands slowly reaching out, and then quickly catching them back, Jiang Liu nodded secretly, and his body couldn't help but follow suit.This reminded Jiang Liu of the movements he used to touch fish when he was a child: first slowly put his hand into the water so that the fish would not notice it, and when the distance was close, he would grab it suddenly and the fish would be caught.

After following the gestures, there was some unfinished taste.Jiang Liu pondered again, the old man was punching, and his body kept walking in circles, his steps were always wading out flat on the ground, looking cautious, as if he was wading in muddy water.

"This is the mud step in the novel?" Jiang Liu followed suit and took a few steps, then adjusted his posture based on the feeling of body feedback, and felt that his whole body was rubbing between the movements. He exerted all his strength to every place, giving him a feeling of bulging.

"It's interesting! In Journey to the West, I devoted myself to cultivating Taoism and didn't study martial arts at all. Now it seems that all three thousand ways can enter Taoism, so don't underestimate it. I heard from the master that those generals in the imperial court can climb mountains with strength, and their bodies can resist supernatural powers." People who are more talented can use martial arts to enter the Tao... I practice the Purification Mantra, and I am already an acquired body. It is like holding a big treasure in my body. As long as I continue to develop it, my strength can improve by leaps and bounds... This one has no aura This world happens to be practicing martial arts!"

While thinking, maybe the action just now disturbed the old man, he suddenly stopped punching, raised his hands to the center of his brows, and then slowly pressed down on his abdomen, his whole body shook slightly, and he immediately let out a "cuckoo...cuckoo... Cuckoo" dull voice, like the roar of a bull, or the cry of a giant frog, with the faint sound of rolling thunder.Then he stepped lightly on the ground with his left foot and let out a long breath.

Jiang Liu clearly saw that a long streak of white air shot straight out of the old man's mouth, like an arrow of air shot out suddenly, and secretly said: "The air is like a sword, it has a huge lung capacity, and it is also a body training in the world of Journey to the West. If you are a successful person, if you are in the army, you can be a lieutenant with such strength. It is a pity that without spiritual energy to cleanse your body and cut your bones, you will not be able to break through the limitations of a mortal body after all!"

"Old man, I'm sorry to bother you, just now I saw that you are always good at boxing, and I couldn't help learning it, don't blame you for being old!"

The old man looked at Jiang Liu, and saw that his body was like a sharp sword, his eyes were like two stars, he was wearing a green cloth Taoist robe, which was a bit old, and the parts that were easy to rub, such as the sleeves and collar, had turned white, but it was very clean, and the topknot was also combed. Be well-behaved, with a wooden hairpin inserted on it, which has a somewhat fairy-tale meaning.

"Are you a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple? Old man, I'm going to punch and punch randomly. You learn it when you learn it." The old man looked at the rising sun, slapped his forehead, frowned and said, "Oh, I forgot the time, the master wants to scold me Already!"

As he spoke, he picked up a load of firewood next to him, and then walked steadily down the mountain.

Jiang Liu followed curiously, and the load of firewood was said to weigh a hundred catties. This sixty-seventy-year-old man has made great progress, and he just said that he has a master, so his master is over a hundred years old!

"Why are you following me?" The old man was carrying firewood, not out of breath, he saw Jiang Liu following up, and asked.

"Old man, I'm lost, I don't know where this is?"

The old man asked back: "Which temple did you come from? Where is your master? Forget it, come with me! Call someone to pick you up!"

"Then thank you, sir!"

Walking through the mountain road for three or five miles, I saw a Taoist temple exposed in the clouds and mist. It was said to be a Taoist temple, but it was actually just an old house of four or five rooms. At first glance, it looked like a small courtyard.The floor is paved with bluestone slabs, the plaster on the wall has peeled off and is covered with moss!

Standing in front of the gate of the Taoist temple was an old Taoist, with gray hair, but red face, chicken skin and white hair, and a Taoist robe. There were two little Taoist boys aged six or seven sitting there on the steps. Their faces should be twins, holding their chins, and one The little guy nodded his head from time to time, and when he took a closer look, he was clearly dozing off.

"Master, what are you doing standing here if you're not drinking tea in the backyard?" The old man put down the firewood, puzzled.

The old Taoist ignored him, walked down the steps, clasped his fists together, and said to Jiang Liu, "I heard magpies crowing before dawn today. It turned out that there were gods visiting. Pindao Yu Jingzi, the successor of Wudang Chunyang Gong, Tian is the head of the contemporary Chunyang Palace!"

The old man was shocked, and the pole in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at the master, and thought to himself: "Master, he won't be old and demented! Although this little Taoist priest has some morals, he won't be able to meet his peers!"

"Fellow daoist, Xiaodao Jiangliu, you are bothering me for the first time here!" Jiang Liu reacted instantly, bowed back with fists in his arms, but muttered in his heart: "He won't know my origin! Impossible, Let's have a look before we talk!"

The old Taoist took Jiang Liu's hand and walked inside, saying: "Don't be surprised, fellow Taoists. The poor Taoist practiced Taoism in 81 and practiced boxing all his life. Only then did he realize the true meaning of the Tao of sincerity. People tell each other in their dreams, and all kinds of wonderful things are indescribable... Friends of the Daoist, stay here first, and all matters will be arranged by the poor Daoist..."

Then he turned to the old man picking firewood and said, "Zhicheng, call Zhixing and tell him that I have something important to ask him!"

"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Liu suddenly realized that it turned out to be the case, the one who fell into the dream for this old Taoist Yu Jingzi was definitely the "one who fled away", and he had arranged everything for himself!There is no aura in this world, and the consciousness of the Dao is weak. Perhaps this can be manifested in dreams, so that we can not be afraid of the counterattack of the consciousness of the Dao and Gaia!

(End of this chapter)