Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 82 The Supreme Spiritual Root
The old Taoist on the wisteria only thought for a moment, then smiled arrogantly: "You little bald donkey, you don't call yourself a poor monk, are you also the wine and meat monk who hides in the Buddhist gate and eats meat?"

"Hey, from your face, you can see that the red luan star is shining brightly, but you are secretly facing the evil peach blossom. Could it be that you came here because of a woman?"

"Hey, judging by the appearance of your scars, I'm afraid it's a whip wound. It took a hundred years to cross the boat, and a thousand years to sleep together. You probably have to have a hundred thousand years to play with the whip. I am also a romantic person. I practiced a lot of intercourse techniques back then, and I also know a lot about the Xixi Zen practiced by the evil cultivators. Do you want to learn it, little monk?"

The old Taoist kept on talking non-stop, and didn't give Wang Jitu a chance to interrupt, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Wang Jitu took advantage of the gap and hurriedly said, "Although I intend to become a Buddhist monk, I haven't entered Buddhism yet, so of course I can't call myself a monk."

The old Taoist stared at him, and burst out laughing again: "It turns out that there are still people who are rushing to become bald donkeys. What's so good about being bald donkeys? Look at him, he is considered an eminent monk in Buddhism. Isn't that the case now? "

Wang Jitu looked at the old monk, but the old monk did not open his eyes or speak as before.

The old Taoist stared at the monk, and said with a sneer: "What's wrong with cultivating? It's a shitty closed-mouthed meditation, which made the old Taoist lonely all these years. It's good now, here is a little guy. How did you come here?"

Wang Jitu immediately explained the cause and effect.

"If it's really caused by a woman, then you're in a catastrophe. But what you said about the Valley of Injustice is interesting." The old Taoist laughed and said, "There must have been people who cheated many people who were wronged during the thunderstorm. It caused anger and resentment, and it happened that there was a landslide at that time. In this way, a ghost crack will be formed, that is, the big rift valley. Only under the rift valley can the resentment be preserved and last for a long time. Over the years Months later, the 'Ghost Yin Mingfeng' was finally formed.

Bad weather, bad location, and destruction of harmony.This kind of Taoism is like the routine of "Nine Yin Ghost Method".

Luckily for you kid, 'Ghost Yin Mingfeng' has the powerful power to kill and devour blood.As for your mortal body, if you encounter a ghost wind, there will be no bones left.

Presumably, when you fell, it happened to be the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month in the mortal world.Haha, Ghost Festival is the day when the 'Huang Quan Evil Beast' supplements food.The ghosts and ghosts in the rift valley are probably absorbed by the beasts of the underworld. "The old man thought he had guessed well, and nodded secretly.

"Hey, no, no, you are still a mortal. If you can't get immortality, you can chat with me for decades at most." The old Taoist had a smile on his face, but he turned the topic around wildly, feeling very dissatisfied Wang Jitu's mortal body.The smile on his face disappeared immediately, his eyes stared at Wang Jitu fiercely, and he shook his head sadly.

"If I succeed in cultivating immortals and gain a long life in the future, I will come to chat with you when I have time. Where is this place? How do I get out?" Wang Jitu said with a smile.

"Yes, Xiuxian!" The old Taoist did not answer him, but laughed and patted the purple flower vine in praise.

The flower vines were slapped by him, as if they were spiritual, they shrunk tightly in dissatisfaction, the old man was tied tighter and tighter, and his face also turned red.But seeing him take a sharp breath, several nearby white glow silks were sucked into his nostrils.The old Taoist's face immediately recovered, and then he shook violently, and the flower vines slowly relaxed, returning to the appearance of being bound just now.

The old Taoist didn't care about this, and said to Wang Jitu: "Huh! Little bald donkey has eyes but can't see Mount Tai. Since you want to cultivate immortality, you can learn from me. I have never accepted a disciple, old Taoist, you do it first." My registered disciple is ready."

When Wang Jitu saw how the old Taoist was tightly bound, he shook his head immediately.

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows wildly, and scolded: "How dare you dislike me. Do you know how many people wanted to worship me on the road of cultivating immortals back then. If I post a message to tell the world that I want to accept a registered disciple, there will be countless monks Willing to deceive the patriarch, betray the sect, and come to me to steal the teacher and learn the art."

"Can you say that with the words 'stealing a teacher to learn art'?" Seeing that the old Taoist's words were outrageous, Wang Jitu didn't dare to say that he was also restrained, so he didn't want to be a teacher. He could only say: "I heard a The seniors said that my aptitude is not good, and I have almost no chance of cultivating immortals, and there is only one place where I can barely cultivate immortals."

"Bullshit qualifications! That person must be a person with shallow knowledge and extremely stupid. He doesn't know what immortality is, and he dares to talk about the foundation of talent. Do you know why people can cultivate immortals? What is the talent for cultivating immortals they talk about? "The old man asked angrily, blowing his beard and staring.

Wang Jitu was at a loss for a moment, shook his head respectfully and said, "Please enlighten me, senior."

"You are bald, don't pretend to be polite, it's nothing more than sitting and discussing the Tao, you don't owe anyone, don't pretend there in the future, and don't say anything like enlightenment." The old Taoist reprimanded.

Wang Jitu was a little surprised and said: "The junior knows... oh no, I know."

Only then did the old Taoist nod in satisfaction and said, "People should follow their nature when they live. How can they learn from Confucianism? They should pay attention to manners and etiquette in everything."

The old Taoist took a breath, his eyes dimmed, and he taught Wang Jitu: "Heaven nourishes all things, and only man is the leader of all spirits.

As long as people are born, they all have the foundation of the five elements. What are the five elements?Metal, wood, water, fire, earth.The power of the five elements is stored in the viscera of the human body, and is transmitted through the meridians. The metal qi opens to the nose, the earth qi opens to the mouth, the wood qi opens to the eyes, the water qi opens to the ears, and the fire qi opens to the tongue.

The qi of the five elements exists in different meridians in the body. Which kind of meridian is strong and full of vitality is suitable for him to practice which kind of kung fu. adequate.All kinds of spiritual roots on the way of cultivating immortals are just because of the different proportions of the five elements in the body.

The first stage of cultivating immortals is not able to absorb the vitality of the heaven and the earth. You can only use the power of the essence of the sun and the moon to feel the energy of the heaven and the earth to nourish your own vitality.

It's like everyone is a seed, and the so-called aptitude is just that some people's physique is particularly easy to grow into towering trees, but can you say that those small trees are not trees? "

The more Wang Jitu listened, the more gratified he became. He was so considerate. He had heard that his aptitude was not good.Hearing what the old man said at this time, I felt much happier.

The old Taoist still couldn't keep his mouth shut, and began to babble again: "If you want to say that the aptitude for cultivating immortals is really at the peak.

It is said that there were two great generals in ancient times, called "Heng Ha Er Jiang".With a hum and a ha, the powerful enemy was wiped out.How amazing is this power.This 'hmph' is the ultimate gold secret art that can only be practiced by people with extremely high aptitude for gold practice.Similarly, 'ha' is the ultimate earth secret technique that can only be accomplished by people with extremely high aptitude for earth skills. "

"There are also people with wood aptitude who have the highest wood spirit root, who can obtain the 'clairvoyance' method. Those who have the highest water spirit root can have the 'follow the wind ear' technique. This is called good aptitude.

In the world of cultivating immortals at that time, I had never heard of anyone possessing these five kinds of 'supreme spiritual roots'.Can I say that people in the world of cultivating immortals are not qualified? "

Hearing this, Wang Jitu couldn't help clapping his hands, the Taoist priest spoke with an air of disdain for the world.And he talks about ancient and modern times, talks about fairy tales, and he has the demeanor of a storyteller in Splendid City.It made Wang Jitu unconsciously start to hold the tea bowl.

The Taoist said again: "Even if you are just a handful of sand on the Gobi Desert, you can still grow a few splendens. Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals! Aptitude is not a big problem. In my opinion, cultivation depends more on understanding, perseverance, and chance." .”

"Without comprehension, immortality is difficult and difficult to learn. If you are a little weaker, it will be difficult to break through the bottleneck and it will be difficult to see the way of heaven."

"Without perseverance, the world is glitzy and confusing. If you sink for a while, you will fall forever, and it is difficult to find the secret."

"There is no chance, the opposite is the same, and the wrong is wrong. If you make a wrong move in chess, you will definitely turn the original place around, and it will be difficult to reach the sky."

"Without enlightenment, perseverance, and opportunity, how can we cultivate a pure heart? How can we realize the great happiness? It's nothing more than fetching water from a bamboo basket. It's empty when it comes, and it's empty when it goes."

As he was talking, the old Taoist sighed for a while, but then he burst out laughing, and said to Wang Jitu: "Heaven, Heaven, I have practiced Tao so far, but I still haven't understood these two words, how can I be qualified to preach to you?" , after you set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, go and understand it yourself."

Wang Jitu thought about the meaning of Dao's long words, bowed his head in thought and remained silent.

The old man couldn't wait any longer.Struggling slightly with his hands, he walked around the tight wisteria, waved his hands slightly to attract Wang Jitu's attention, and said, "Little bald donkey, did you hear what I told you just now?"

Wang Jitu raised his head and said, "I heard you, you said that the most important thing in cultivating immortals is not aptitude, but understanding, perseverance, and chance."

"Stupid bald donkey, if you don't kneel down now, when will you wait?" The old Taoist shouted immediately.

Wang Jitu had an honest and honest face, and at this moment a harmless smile appeared on his face and said: "What are you doing kneeling down, let alone apprenticeship, I haven't figured it out yet."

The old Taoist couldn't help but asked in wonder: "Fate, chance! You can worship me as your teacher today. This is chance. Where else in the world can you encounter such a good thing?"

"Daoist, you told me to be straightforward just now, I'm going to make a mistake, so don't be angry." Wang Jitu said.

The old Taoist nodded and said: "It's just a discussion, laugh when you want to laugh, get angry when you should be angry, don't hold back what you have to say, just say it!"

Wang Jitu asked cautiously: "It's you... If you have boundless magic power, supernatural powers, and are amazing, why are you still trapped here? If you say you practice in the flower vines, I don't believe it. This place is weird. Yes, what is it?"

Hearing these words, the old Taoist immediately froze, the madness just now was wiped away, and he hung his head listlessly on the purple flower vine.

"Don't be angry, Daoist, you can't be angry as you said." Seeing this, Wang Jitu waved his hands again and again.

　February 2th, Lichun, the third watch.

　　
　
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