Dedicate One’s Mind

　　 Wu Yi walked non-stop after coming out of the main hall, and went straight to his own cave.

The Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple is built in the Cangwu Mountains. There are nine peaks and twelve streams. The Taoist Temple recruits disciples once every three years, but only 20 or 30 disciples at a time. The Taoist Temple accepts up to five disciples. The gate may become a professor and teacher, and he will have to go down the mountain in fifteen years at most, so there are five peaks in the temple where the disciples live. The rest of the peaks are either homes for teachers and professors, or planting herbs, or stocking spirit beasts, so I won't go into details.

Wu Yi’s residence is on Lingxiu Peak. Lingxiu Peak is also the place where the most recent first-level disciples practiced the Taoism. The mountain is steep and the disciples rely on plank roads for transportation. It's terrifying.

Wu Yi’s cave mansion is on the top of the mountain. It’s not that other disciples don’t want to experience the small scenery of the mountains, but that they have a group of maidservants around them. Eating, but not accustomed to living a life of food, wind, and dew. Moreover, the mountain peaks are high and morning classes are inconvenient, so many people find a flat place at the foot of the mountain as a cave. The closer the mountain is, the fewer the number of people.

　　 When Wang Chuchen asked Wu Yi to choose the Dongfu that day, Wu Yi picked the Dongfu at a glance. At first, he was alone, without a companion, so he didn’t have to worry about all these things. Secondly, he was a person who liked being quiet and not moving. In the end, those who became disciples through the normal way seemed not to see him very much, so why should he be hot? Where's your face on your ass?

　　 But when I went up the mountain today, I was dizzy after listening to the class all morning, and there was no dry rice in my belly. I was already exhausted from walking on the road.

　　 After finally getting to the Dongfu, Wu Yi lifted the gate stone to lock the Dongfu and fell on the stone bed without any movement, and soon went to sleep.

　　 After a long time slept, there was a knock on the door. Wu Yi braced himself to open the door. He knew that at this time the luxus was delivering food.

Sure enough, there was a middle-aged man with a yellow headscarf standing at the door. Most of these powerful men were orphans adopted by Taoist temples. They taught them some superficial techniques, and then tempered their physical bodies with other medicines and refined them into a non-destructive body. Possess a mighty power. If a strong man is successful, it is not a problem to move mountains and reclaim the sea, but since the beginning of his practice, he needs a lot of foreign objects and is easy to be controlled by others, so monks are not allowed to do so.

　　 At the beginning of the monk's practice, his body was weak, so he raised a few strong men for body protection. This is considered a relatively high-ranking man, and more of them do some handyman like middle-aged men to earn foreign medicine.

　　 Wu Yi took the food, thanked him, and took out a few pieces of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into his hand.

　　 The middle-aged man turned around to avoid his gift, and said: "Don't dare to be, you can't be a teacher's gift." He quickly returned the silver in his hand to Wu Yi.

　　 Wu Yi's face sank, and he said displeased: "Are you looking down on me?"

　　 The middle-aged man is not yet, nor is it not, but he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't say what to say. For a strong man like them, the disciple in Guanzhong is a god, and he was panicked when he had ever seen a **** graciously treat a mortal.

Wu Yi held his hand and asked him to hold the silver in his hand. Wu Yi knew that because his cave was on the top of the mountain, it was not easy to travel, and the great men worked a lot, and foreign medicine was even more difficult to obtain. It would take a day or two. As time goes by, the workload of foreign medicine is still as much as before. It is difficult to guarantee that the luxuries will not be short of food for him, so we still have to get in early to prevent trouble in the future.

　　 The strong man took his silver and was so grateful that he bowed his head and bowed to Wu Yi. Wu Yi held him still and accepted the ceremony. I still don't know what made him panic.

There was a trace of guilt in Wu Yi's heart, but he was soon annihilated by him. He was born in a powerful family. Don't use this method of getting people's hearts too familiar. Now he is a guest in a foreign land, and it is not easy to get along with other disciples. Chen can't count on it, and the people closest to each other will naturally get along well, and it's good to be eyes and ears.

　　The middle-aged man bowed and turned to leave. Wu Yi didn't say anything else. If he was too enthusiastic for the first time, it would make people feel that the city is not deep. In addition, it will take a long time to observe how his humanity is.

After a gust of wind swept the clouds, the food was wiped out. After drinking and eating, Wu Yi died of sleepiness. He spread out a piece of white paper, picked up a pen and dipped the ink, and wrote on the paper. After a while, a piece of paper. It is full of words, and the words cannot be said to be a self-contained family, but the iron and silver hooks are well-mannered.

　　 Wu Yi took out another piece of paper. The pen was not decorated. After an hour passed, Wu Yi put the brush on the pen holder and let out a long sigh of relief. Three sheets of paper were already on the stone table.

Wu Yi took the earliest written paper and took a breath and examined it carefully. If any other disciples see the words on the paper, they will be surprised. These words are clearly what Wang Chuchen taught during the class. Wu Yi actually said The content of Wang Chuchen's lecture was silently recorded.

　　 In fact, the memory of a monk after he has cultivated to a certain level is indeed far beyond that of a mortal, but the key is Wu Yi is still a mortal. Having such a terrifying memory is astounding.

Wu Yi is not born with such a memory. One is that his grandfather is strict in his family management, and he is strict with him on weekdays. In both cases, all the children of Gongqing need to go to school too. It is also because his grandfather is an official, honest and self-contained. The taboo caused Wu Yi to be squeezed out in Taixue. Most of the doctoral professors ignored him. In this case, Wu Yi had to rely on himself, and naturally, he developed a strong character and possessed an extraordinary memory. .

　　 But because of this, Wu Yi is naturally withdrawn and suspicious.

　　Wu Yi checked carefully and marked out the areas of doubt. Although Wu Yi said that he was assiduous and serious, but he had never studied Taoist terminology before, so he recorded several words inadequately, or did not know the so-called, which caused him a headache.

　　 Helpless, Wu Yi had to do his best to modify the places that could be modified. As for the others, they were temporarily listed as pending.

Then Wu Yi continued to silent twice, one time faster than the first time. The last time was less than half an hour. After the last time of silence, Wu Yi's eyes flashed, and a touch of confidence in his chest appeared on his face. These contents he It has been completely written down.

　　 After writing, feeling exhausted, Wu Yi looked outside, it was dark, and thought, the man who delivered the food should be here again.

Sure enough, after a while, the middle-aged man came again, but to Wu Yi's expectation, the leader was a six or seven-year-old Taoist boy. The loose sleeves on him looked strange and made people laugh. .

　　 But Wu Yi didn't dare to have a slight discoloration on his face, and he stepped forward and saluted and asked: "Brother came from a long way, and the brother has missed the distance to welcome him. I wonder if the brother has any instructions?"

Even though these Taoists are only six or seven years old, Wu Yi knows that they have practiced special techniques. Although their cultivation base grows slowly, their life span is twice that of ordinary people, but they have to maintain their immature appearance. The mentality will remain in the heart of a childish child. Regardless of the appearance of the Taoist boy in front of him at the age of six or seven, his actual age is not necessarily the grandfather of Wu Yi. The most important thing is that Wu Yi once saw this Taoist boy outside Wang Chuchendong's mansion.

　　 Dao Tong looked up at Wu Yi, saw that he was very courteous, and nodded in satisfaction, only to pretend to be an old man: "You are Wu Yi?"

　　 Wu Yi replied: "It's under."

　　 "The master said, since you are a novice disciple, everything should be with you. Please come and see if there is any shortage." Dao Tong pointed to the bamboo basket on the back of the middle-aged man behind him.

　　 The middle-aged man hurriedly put down the bamboo basket on his back, only to see two sets of cyan-patterned Xuanyun Taoist robe, an identity token, several books, and food for the evening.

Wu Yi glanced at the objects in the basket, and then stopped watching. No matter how he fights, these basic things will never be short of him. Otherwise, it would be too ugly to eat. .

　　 Wu Yi laughed and said, "Brother, I can still trust it, so you don't have to read it."

　　 In fact, unless the relationship with others is extremely bad, one would never scrutinize it on the spot. Wouldn't it be embarrassing and a bad relationship?

　　 Daotong waved the dust and said to the middle-aged man behind him: "I haven't moved things in for Junior Brother Wu."

　　 The middle-aged man smiled honestly and immediately started to move his hands in and out. He was very busy.

　　 Wu Yi warmly invited Dao Tong to visit the cave. In the end, they put their sleeves together. Dao Tong didn't realize that the sleeves of his robes sank and his complexion became more amiable, and he happily left the cave.

　　 Finally greeted the two of them out of the cave, Wu Yi took a long breath. Wu Yi’s welcoming and sending things were not in line with Wu Yi’s nature, but living in such an environment, Wu Yi had long learned to be tolerant, more realistic, and to choose the one who was good, and did not learn. His grandfather adhered to his unwavering character.

In the Great Profound Kingdom, his grandfather ruled and governed, and power was in the hands. Although he was not liked by academic officials, even if he did not associate with others and live and study alone, no one would dare to offend him. Now he has taken refuge and fell. A hairy phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. How dare to do the same thing as before, and honestly have a good relationship with people who can make good friends.

　　Golden Wushi falls, and the sunset glows all over the sky, magnificent and magical. Wu Yi didn’t have time to appreciate the beautiful evening scene. After sending the two away, Wu Yi immediately moved to the sealing stone and closed the cave, lit the fire fold, lit the lamp, took out the book sent by Tao Tong, and watched it under the lamp. .

The last book is called "Little Zhoutian Transport Technique", which is an introductory vomiting technique. As for the other books, some talk about the rules and regulations, some talk about the customs of the realm of cultivation, and some give a brief introduction. Let's take a look at the realm of cultivation and the characteristics of each realm.

　　 Wu Yi read the book quietly with candlelight. He turned the book very slowly, but he never re-read the book after turning it~www.readwn.com~ Seriously.

　　 The candlelight flickered, and there was no one around. I don’t know what kind of animals outside the cave invited the moon to sing, and the rustle inside the cave resonated from time to time, creating a quiet scene.

　　Although he is alone, Wu Yi is not uncomfortable at all. This kind of life he has experienced almost every day before, but rather leisurely and undisturbed.

　　 Although the cave was quiet and undisturbed, it was too poor. There was only a lamp on the stone table, the light was dim, and Wu Yi's eyes were numb, swollen and painful.

Fortunately, Wu Yi was not without help. He took out a red bead from his package, took out the lamp holder and placed it on the candlelight. As the candlelight continued to burn the beads, the beads became crystal clear. , It shines brightly like a small sun, but it is not dazzling, nor does it feel hot, it is magical.

And this bead also has its origins. Three years ago, a meteor landed in Dangtong County of Daxuan Country~www.readwn.com~ The huge Dangshao Lake actually dried up by nearly half, and the resulting drought spread to several counties. , There were nearly one million refugees, and there were twenty to thirty rebellions triggered by the ruling and opposition parties.

　　 At that time, the imperial party thought it was a good time, so Wu Yi's father was appointed as a pacifier and censor to appease the refugees and investigate the matter.

　　 Wu Yi’s father was just like Wu Yi’s grandfather against the National Teacher, so he took the opportunity to find a stone and said that it was God’s grievance against the National Teacher’s authority (at least Wu Yi thinks so).

　　 The National Division Party was unwilling to show weakness, and they fought back, believing that this was the reason why your majesty did not practice morality. This incident became the fuse of the dispute between the two parties.

　　 In order to prevent the National Teachers Party from using this pearl to cause trouble, Wu Yi brought the pearl out of the Great Profound Realm. The discovery of the magic of the pearl was an accident during the journey.

　　 Once, Wu Yi accidentally knocked over the candlestick while reading. The flames swallowed the package Wu Yi was carrying. Wu Yi was about to save him, but saw the package emit a bright white light, and the fire snake gradually faded away.

However, after many experiments, Wu Yi found that the bead had only this magical feature. He was disappointed. As far as he knew, the emperor once bestowed a fist-sized night pearl on his grandfather and placed it in a dark room. A diamond emits colorful light after being irradiated, and this bead is not as magical as the night pearl diamond, it should be a mortal thing.

　　 With the red beads~www.readwn.com~ it is much more convenient, Wu Yi returned to the stone table to read carefully.

Time passed quietly. What Wu Yi first looked at was not the practice of the practice, but the rules of insight. Firstly, if he practiced indiscriminately, he would fall behind. Secondly, now he is an official disciple. If he is not familiar with the rules, even This rule is not strictly checked on weekdays, but if others want to find his fault, it is much easier.

　　 It was quiet at night, but the sound of reading books came from time to time.