New Year's Day 2010 is here. I wish you a happy New Year, good health and peace, and everything goes well.

By chance, a stone half a palm-sized one slid across his fingers, and an indescribable sense of familiarity rose from the bottom of his heart. This blue stone seemed to have been played with it thousands of times.

"Huh!" Yang Yulong exclaimed softly, put his right hand habitually on his chest, gently stroked the emerald green divine stone tied into the red silk thread. Yes, these two stones gave him a very similar feeling. However, the divine stone given by Luo Lijiang made him feel even more close, and the piece in his hand felt familiar.

Yang Yulong was like a demon, touching the pile of stones constantly. After a while, hundreds of stones had been divided into two parts by him. There was no feeling in the pile. There was a small pile of cold stones on his right hand, but only six or seven stones were all felt.

Sitting in front of the stone, Yang Yulong looked blankly, not understanding why this was the case. Before he knew it, he had already separated the pile of stones. He had long forgotten about the devil Dongba and was still immersed in a wonderful feeling.

"Why do you know this?" Before I knew it, it was already dark. The devil Dongba was standing behind him, staring at the pile of stones, and also staring at the pile of stones for a long time.

He pointed to a small pile that was separated and said, "These have a familiar feeling, these are cold stones."

"Very good, do you want to learn Geba's writing? My requirements are very strict. You can go back and say goodbye to your family now. You will live here in the future. You are only allowed to go home once a month. In addition, you must not tell anyone the location here. Can you do it?"

"Absolutely no problem, I won't tell anyone." Yang Yulong stood up, bowed to the devil Dongba, ignored the darkness, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

The mountain roads in the dark night were even more difficult to walk, but at this time, Yang Yulong was full of excitement and didn't notice that his clothes were cut by branches. His skin was cut in some places, so he couldn't feel the pain.

The devil Dongba was willing to teach him that Gebawen was secondly. The mysterious feeling when touching the stone made him even more fascinated. He had to touch the stones passing by. Unfortunately, none of the stones here had that familiar feeling. He had to reach out to his chest and touch the divine stone that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar.

When he got home, it was already dawn and his family was gone. Yang Yulong fell to the pit and slept firmly. When he got up, it was almost dark again.

After talking to his parents for an hour, although his mother was reluctant to leave, she still agreed to his request. The man from Naxi had no work to do, so he would drink and taste tea all day long, so it would be better to study Gebawen.

This time, Yang Yulong was not empty-handed. Not only did he bring two bags of food, but he also had one bag of jerky. If he had no skateboards, he wouldn't be able to take so many things. You know, there were almost no ready-made roads along the way, and they were all walking through the stone walls of the woods and mountains, and even camels and horses could not pass. I don't know how the food from the Devil Dongba was transported up.

With three bags of things, he did not arrive at the stone house until noon the next day. Yang Yulong's legs were as heavy as lead, and his stomach kept screaming. Along the way, he only rested once and ate a few simple bites of dry food.

Seeing what he was holding, the Devil Dongba said nothing. He naturally took the things away, pointed to the newly built wooden house next to him, and let him go in and rest.

The area of ​​the wooden house is less than ten square meters. Apart from a bed, there is only one table and not even a chair. There is a meal and a dish on the table. Yang Yulong took a bite and fell on the bed, snoring in a blink of an eye.

The devil Dongba entered the house like a ghost, without any sound when walking. He stood beside the bed, looked at Yang Yulong carefully, and for a long time, he walked out of the room silently and returned to his own stone house.

He lifted up the bed of the stone bed, and a stone slab jumped up like life, reached in, took out two thin brochures, and the stone slab jumped back to its original position.

Sitting on the stone bed, gently caressing the two books in my hand, and sighing. The candles in the room were gone without wind, and there was only the sound of the whistle and whistle in the mountains...

The next morning, Yang Yulong got up early, fetched water, swept the floor, and chopped firewood. Although the Devil Dongba did not ask him to do these jobs, since he came to study, he always looked like an apprentice. Speaking of which, he had never done these jobs at home, so he was naturally a little busy when he did it. He didn't even say that the water was spilling all over the floor, and even he couldn't even see the firewood he chopped.

The devil Dongba never showed up until he prepared breakfast, and then walked out of the room slowly, washed his face and hands, and sat down and ate. Fortunately, he didn't find any problems. To be honest, Yang Yulong felt it was difficult to swallow the food he made.

After Yang Yulong packed up his dishes, he put a thin book on the stone table: "Sit down." After that, the Devil Dongba turned around and walked out of the courtyard and went up the mountain. When he left, he took Yang Yulong's skateboard away. Yang Yulong felt a little distressed, but he didn't dare to say anything. When he came here, he had something to ask for. Moreover, although he didn't know much about the Devil Dongba's experience, he had heard of this great name many times, and it seemed that his reputation was not very good, otherwise he would not be called a devil.

Picking up the book on the stone table and opening the first page, Yang Yulong was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned to the second page and the third page. The book was not thick, and the cover and bottom page were only twenty pieces of paper, and it was finished in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the pictures on each page, Yang Yulong smiled bitterly. He was here to learn Geba's words. How could he show him the pictures of the Twelve Guards of the God of Nature?

Naturally, he is very familiar with the God of Nature. It is the god believed by the Naxi people. Under the God of Nature, there are twelve Dharma protectors, each of which has different appearances and postures. Each of the God of Nature has a very strange posture. Someone has tried to pose their postures for a long time, but no one can hold on for five minutes. It makes it difficult for even breathing. Yang Yulong tried it himself when he had nothing to do before.

These twelve gods are a very important part of the temple of nature. They worship Gods since childhood and look at them a few more times each time. Over the past decade, they have already deeply imprinted their appearance in their minds.

He was sure that in the small picture album given to him by the Devil Dongba, the appearance of each divine servant has not changed, and it is no different from the divine servant in the Temple of Nature.

Fortunately, in the book, there are not only portraits of the God's servant, but also text descriptions on the back of the portrait. The text descriptions are divided into two rows, and Yang Yulong does not recognize any of the texts in the upper row, but they look very familiar. They are the Geba texts he wants to learn. The row below is more familiar, and they are the Dongba texts he has learned. It seems that the texts below are used to translate the Geba texts above.

Seeing these civilizations, Yang Yulong was immediately shocked. He came here to learn Geba. Although the devil Dongba did not teach him personally, Yang Yulong could learn these translated Dongba languages.

"The first move is to hold the fist..." Yang Yulong's Dongba text is not a fan of all Dongba texts. There is nothing he doesn't know about him. The words in the booklet are already very rare, especially when two or three Dongba texts are combined, the meanings expressed are very different.

"What is this? Isn't it a God's servant?" The more Yang Yulong looked at him, the more confused he was. He was sure that the words on the back of the portrait should be an explanation of the portrait, and were not entirely used to translate Geba. But this explanation... really made him unable to believe it.

"The method of breathing advocates nature, acts with the heart, and moves through the heart and meridians..." Although the last paragraph can be understood, it is confused and does not know what to say.

When I looked back at the Geba texts on it, I immediately understood that these Geba texts have been seen in the Temple of Nature, and behind each statue of the God of God. He remembered very clearly that there was another explanation in the temple. Yang Yulong not only saw these explanations, but also could recite them.

That is the name of every divine servant, his birthday, his experience, and the magical powers possessed by the divine servant. It has nothing to do with the translation in front of you.

Geba's writing has its own system. Yang Yulong had never been exposed to it before. Even he himself couldn't call the correct words of Geba's writings that his grandfather learned.

Looking at the translation in the booklet and thinking about the explanation I saw in the temple before, Yang Yulong felt that his head was getting bigger. Which explanation is more credible?

After thinking for half an hour, I couldn't figure it out, but I felt like my head was as big as a fight. Suddenly, my heart was coming. No matter which one was correct, he could try it first. The posture of the God's servant was extremely difficult to imitate. Even if I learned exactly the same, I couldn't hold on for a few minutes. Since this was explained, I would try it as explained first, and I could just try it out.

He thought about it and did it. Although the place in the yard was not big, the movements of the God of Assass didn't need to be too big. Fortunately, when he was fine before, Yang Yulong really gestured, and soon followed the appearance of the first God of Assass and posed in a shape. This posture was really not done by humans. In less than a minute, he felt sore waist and back and cramped his legs.

Fortunately, there was also an explanation of the movements of the divine servant. Yang Yulong was calm and calm, thinking about the instructions in the booklet, breathing according to the above method, guiding a trace of the so-called divine thoughts in his heart.

Not to mention, this method is really effective. I don’t know if it seems that Yang Yulong followed the instructions in the book and let his mind turn around his body. After this round, his waist and legs felt a little better, but he still couldn’t support it. He sat on the ground and was already sweating profusely.
Chapter completed!