The next morning, Fang Yi bought breakfast and walked into the community where Mr. Sun lived. Originally, Fang Yi thought it was inconvenient for the teacher to get injured and didn't want him to go downstairs. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the community, he saw the teacher chatting with a few elderly people.

"Hey, this is the graduate student I am going to take, called Fang Yi..."

Seeing Fang Yi coming, Sun Lianda waved to him. After this man reached a certain age, his body would definitely not be reborn, but his mind was a bit like a child. After accepting Fang Yi's only disciple, Sun Lianda naturally wanted to show off.

"Hello, teachers..." After hearing Mr. Sun's greeting, Fang Yi quickly jogged over. People living in this community, either museum employees or Jinling University teachers. People in the cultural circle are collectively called teachers.

"The young man is very energetic, good..."

"Brother Sun, congratulations, I will hold a disciple banquet after I pass the exam..."

The old people living here are all familiar with Sun Lianda, and their seniority is similar. They all expressed their congratulations at the moment. In the hearts of the older generation, it is indeed a big deal to accept disciples.

"Okay, you guys are busy first, I'll go home for dinner..." After squeaking in front of everyone, Sun Lianda returned home with Fang Yi with satisfaction.

"Teacher, you can practice boxing when you wake up in the morning..." Fang Yi said after setting up breakfast on the table. Through his face, he found that the teacher's kidney meridian was a little weak, which would lead to loose osteosomes in the body and was not a good thing for the elderly.

"You said you should practice Tai Chi?" After hearing Fang Yi's words, Sun Lianda smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I have practiced for a few days before, but I feel that it's useless, so I put it down..."

"Teacher, Tai Chi is still useful..."

Fang Yi was speechless to the teacher. Tai Chi was round on the outside and square on the inside, which was an authentic Taoist internal practice. If the teacher couldn't practice the qi, he must have learned the thirty-six or seventy-two Tai Chi, which was not right at all.

"Well, then I'll pick it up tomorrow..." Sun Lianda was just like a good person. Walking around is to exercise his body, and practicing Tai Chi is also to exercise, and it is the same for him.

"Teacher, I will teach you an internal guidance technique tomorrow..." Fang Yi thought for a while and spoke.

"Oh? Taoist practice techniques?"

When Sun Lianda heard this, his eyes lit up. He knew that his disciple seemed simple, but he was a man with a grave and abundance. Not only Fang Yi, but also the old Taoist master in Fang Yi's mouth. He was probably also a person with great background in the past, otherwise he would not have such a big influence in the Taoist Association.

"It's not considered a practice method, it's just a few simple movements and breathing methods..."

Fang Yi was familiar with Taoist classics, and even though he had never practiced some of the techniques, he knew. Just like the guidance technique mentioned now, it was originally derived from Hua Tuo's Five Animals Play, but the movements were not that complicated.

"Fang Yi, we both got up early. Come here early in the future. If you try an hour of punching, we can learn for an hour..."

After breakfast, Sun Lianda looked up and looked at the time. It was less than eight o'clock. He also knew that the antique market usually took place after nine o'clock, so it was useless to go early. It would be better to hurry up and make up for Fang Yi.

When he was young, Sun Lianda was also a very personal person. He didn't meet someone he liked, so he said he was unwilling to spread his skills. But now he is older, Sun Lianda feels that time is too late and can't wait to teach Fang Yi all the things he knows.

"Okay, teacher, then I'll come here at six o'clock every day from now on..."

Fang Yi nodded when he heard this. Taoist Qi cultivation was particularly fond of the morning. In order to absorb the purple qi from the east every morning, Fang Yi basically got up and practiced under five o'clock every day. Fang Yi did not have the habit of sleeping. Even if the teacher didn't say it, he would read books and learn more.

"By the way, teacher, I'm going to ask you to help me see an object today..." Fang Yi said and took off the string of vajra on his wrist. He blessed it while meditating yesterday. The patina and color of this string of vajra seemed to be getting thicker.

Now Fang Yi is sure that by twisting the beads when chanting scriptures or exercising qi, he can change the year of the beads. After one night, he can at least turn the new beads into old beads of more than twenty years.

As for the method of only practicing hard work and not reciting scriptures and twisting beads, Fang Yi has not tried it yet. He is planning to go to the antique market today to buy more cheap beads and go back to do experiments. He has to understand the magical powers he has on his body.

"Well? This string of old vindicata is good..." After taking the string of vindicata that Fang Yi handed over, Sun Lianda's eyes lit up. He picked up reading glasses from the table and put them on, and looked carefully.

"The material can only be said to be average, but the plate is very good..."

After watching it for a while, Sun Lianda put it down and said, "I have been playing the plate for at least twenty years. The only flaw is that it was not too detailed when playing the plate in the early stage. I didn't use a brush to clean up the dust and dirt in the gaps, resulting in black marks in the middle...

However, the beads have a beautiful color and the patina is very thick. In addition, they are old enough, so they are considered a fine cultural relic. Fang Yi, what did you find from where you found?"

Although Sun Lianda is not an expert in miscellaneous matters, he has relatively good eyesight. Just like through the patina of this bead, he can tell the age in one word. This kind of ability to tell the age is not something that ordinary people can learn.

"Teacher, this string is something I have played since I was a small plate..."

After hearing Mr. Sun's words, Fang Yi was completely relieved. He was a little worried that the aging object would have any flaws, but even the teacher didn't tell it, so it was even more impossible for others to see it.

"You sold it out? Then this object should be a magic weapon..."

Sun Lianda knew that Fang Yi had been a Taoist priest for more than ten years, and the rosary in his hand was used for daily practice. He quickly put his eyes on him and looked at it. He had already felt that the patina of the bead contained a layer of treasure light, which was somewhat similar to the magic weapon he saw in religious temples.

"Teacher, do you know magic weapons too?"

Yesterday I heard the word "Master Artifact" in Zhao Hongtao, and today I heard it from the teacher. Fang Yi couldn't help but wonder, could it be that in the era when science is booming, the sayings of Buddhism, Taoism, ghosts and gods are still so popular?

"Fang Yi, among the cultural relics, magic tools account for a very large proportion..."

Seeing Fang Yi's puzzled look, Sun Lianda explained: "No more, the emperors of all dynasties either believe in Buddhism or believe in Taoism. They will use the most precious materials to make utensils for the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism. After these utensils are blessed by Buddhist scriptures and Taoism, they will become magical instruments..."

As a contemporary master of cultural relics identification, Sun Lianda has seen countless cultural relics and magic weapons. Not to mention the distance, there are probably tens of thousands of recorded Buddhist magic weapons left by the three emperors of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong.

Magical instruments and ordinary cultural relics seem no different from ordinary cultural relics on the surface, but with more contact, Sun Lianda can feel that magical instruments contain a very unique atmosphere, and persistence can make people calm and calm down, but this characteristic is not available to ordinary cultural relics.

"I'm really ignorant after hearing what the teacher said..."

After hearing the teacher's words, Fang Yi suddenly realized that there are indeed fewer people practicing Taoism and worshiping Buddha in modern society, but it was very prosperous hundreds of years ago. It is naturally reasonable to have some magical instruments passed down.

"You will come into contact with it later..."

Seeing Fang Yi's appearance of being taught, Sun Lianda nodded with satisfaction and said, "Most magical instruments come from large temples and Taoist temples or royal families. Our Jinling Museum used to be the Chaotian Palace, Chaotian Palace, and there are many precious cultural relics and magical instruments hidden in it. I will take you to observe it in the future..."

"Thank you, teacher..."
Chapter completed!