In Rongyang, the back house is surrounded by old and young, walking in front and behind.

"Qinglian is already seventeen years old and her basic skills seem to be solid. Do you plan to let her join the proof or transfer to another school?" Zhu Peng, a rare person, did not answer his elders' questions as soon as possible, but asked back.

Li Qinglian can only enter the real practice or transfer to other sects. The practice of Rongyang's Heart-Refining Line is more unsuitable for women to practice than the practice of Chunyang's True Enactment Line. In fact, although Wudang Chunyang Sect cannot resist marriage, it has never included female disciples in the past, because the original root of Chunyang Sect was inherited from Lu Zu's "Hundred Character Monument Tongtian Creation Alchemy", which is completely unsuitable for women to practice... From various perspectives.

"Qinglian? She can't do it. Peng'er, you are in the world and your heart is in the temple. Although there are frequent attacks by external demons, the mind of Tao is pure and stable. No matter how many external demons there are, you don't have any big worries. However, Qinglian, you know that she has seen you a few times and actually likes you a little... She has the same temperament as her mother. Once she enters Tao, she will definitely fall into the path of demons. But she has had some Taoist foundations around me since she was a child. Let her live her life safely. For her, this is already a good fate."

"I can't agree with what my uncle said. Qinglian's fate should be made by herself. There are some roads that are more bitter and less sweet, but there are no substitutes for the bitterness and happiness..."

The two of them walked into a quiet room together, and there was nothing but the two cushions on the ground. Here, it was a bit similar to the Christian confessional room. The only difference is that the Taomen quiet room is only for practitioners to participate in the Tao and refine the mind and cleanse the thoughts, but it is not like the Christian confessional room. Zhu Peng and the short and fat old Taoist each sat opposite each other on the cushion. The practice of boxing is indeed true. Although Master Daoman has practiced for decades, he may not be able to compare with Zhu Peng, and there is nothing to guide him. Zhu Peng's foundation was laid when his master was alive. However, the Taoist lineage is the main direction of Rongyang Refining Heart Division, so when he encounters confusion, Zhu Peng never taboos to ask the elders for advice and benefit himself.

"Uncle Daoman, a few days ago, my witchcraft teacher Kid assigned me a task, which was several family massacres. The teacher asked me to find the murderer and take off his head. So I took my companion to Chinatown and met Mr. Ma and Senior Brother Hu... At the moment when Senior Brother Hu died, I really regretted it for a moment. Although Senior Brother Hu committed several family massacres, he chose not many good families, not to mention that they were all foreign races. From the perspective of Taoist practitioners, he did nothing wrong. Maybe, maybe I should really take Xiaolin (Brigidite)'s head to hand over that task. In this way, for Senior Brother Hu, things may have room for a turnaround." Close your eyes slightly, and the scenes experienced these days flowed by Zhu Peng's eyes. Many of them have many opportunities to choose, which can make the ending less tragic and cruel.

"Haha, time goes back and forth, let you do it again, will you choose to kill that werewolf girl and exchange for your senior brother's life?" The short and fat Taoist asked such a question, which left Zhu Peng speechless for a long time.

"……I have no idea."

"Then let go of this idea for the time being, and don't be obsessed with giving yourself an answer."

“…………”

After a moment of silence, Zhu Peng continued to say: "Uncle Daoman, what kind of realm is the Dan Taoist Immortal Realm, or what is an immortal? "

"Fisting martial arts: Mingjin, hiddenjin, and the higher level of boxing realm after the transformation ofjin is the Dantian. According to my senior brother and master, the will and blood of the practitioner is nurtured in the Dantian, and finally reach every meridian acupoint in the whole body, almost completely developing all the potential of the human body, that is, the Danjin alchemy realm. As for what is an immortal... Peng'er, the answer to this question is hidden in your name. Mortals are meditating, living and dying like pigs, practicing, and pupa breaks into silkworms and breaks into Peng, from pigs to Peng, from humans to immortals, regardless of the dual perfection and evolution of the mind, will and even the physical body, when this perfection and evolution reaches a certain extreme fruit level, it is an immortal."

"After martial arts and boxing enters the peak alchemy realm, the body evolution exceeds the imagination of mortals. I can understand and imagine it. So, how to obtain the evolution of mental state and will?"

"Do what you want without going beyond the rules, and what the Tao mind points to you, your thoughts will be fulfilled."

"……………” Zhu Peng was silent for a long time after hearing this, his eyebrows slightly locked.

"...At that time, my only son, your senior brother, fell in love with a female police officer while refining his heart in the world. He wanted to quit the Taoist sect and stayed with the girl like an ordinary person to spend the rest of her life together. Later, the girl was caught by a drug-killing mission. Not only was her innocent and also became addicted to drugs. When your senior brother ran up the mountain with his hair disheveled, he came to beg me. Do you know how I answered him?"

"I know, you gave your senior brother a steel knife..."

"He persisted in killing all the thirteen family, without leaving any chickens and dogs, and later he was shot to death in the pursuit. But I believe that at the moment when he killed the enemy, his thoughts were clear."

"...Your actions do not seem to be like doing whatever you want without breaking the rules, right?"

"Boy, we are outsiders. This "moment" is not imposed on us by anyone, but by ourselves. Because without themoment, even if we soar in the sky, the sky is just your cage. This world has never had absolute freedom, and has always been relative freedom... These views are all my own ideas and cognitions, and your own will of Tao still have to be compensated and improved by yourself. Is it appropriate to wear the gorgeous clothes on me?

If you understand, you understand, and if you don’t understand, you don’t understand. My principles are not yours. Forced understanding and adaptation will only distort your originally clear mind of Tao.”

Seeing his nephew still a little confused, Daoman said again after thinking for a moment: "Do you still remember the book "The Way of Infinite Terror" you gave me back then? It was your favorite novel of Ren Xia when you were a child. There is a character named Zhang Heng. He told us: Men can die in many cases, but they cannot retreat. The result of retreat is that you will live more painful than death in the future. Yuehua was like this back then. Although I can ask my senior brother to take action to kill all the enemies for him, I don't want him to regret it in the future. In the future, life will be more painful than death."

(Do what you want without going beyond the rules, what the Tao mind points to, and the thoughts are clear... Some things can be passed away with a smile, while some things, my Taoist disciples can die, but they cannot retreat, because at the moment of retreating, you are actually "dead". The freedom of the mind and the strength of the body are the so-called immortal way.) Thinking, understanding, and integrating one's own ideas, Zhu Peng asked the last question before his mind entered into meditation:

"Uncle Master, if what I mean by Taoism is killing, if what I really want is to come from the sky, holding a huge black sword burning with flames, you have to see the earth burning and let all beings die... what?"

"If all this is really what you want most in your heart, if all this can really transform your state of mind and become a better, more perfect, happier and free, then let go. Peng'er, we are practitioners outside the world, jump out of the three realms and are not in the five elements. What we want is the top of a person standing on the peak, riding on the wind and walking in vain and boundless boundless, that is the immortal." When Li Daomanyan finished his last sentence, Zhu Peng's breath was completely silent. Taoist practiced mind skills, in this state, all his spiritual will and even his subconscious will enter a high-intensity condensation state. If the national martial arts and martial arts in the alchemy realm are "living dead" in qi and blood, then Wudang Chunyang Sect's Taoist practiced mind skills, pursued empty mind and lively minds, this may be called a spiritual "living dead".

The yin and yang are chaotic in half life and half dead, and the combination of the two is to reflect the innate gate and obtain the fruit of renewal of all things. At this point, the body and soul are indestructible, and at this point, the Taoist heart can ride the wind and walk empty.

Of course, no matter how hard the methods passed down from the low martial arts and low magic planes in the 21st century are, the actual effect will still allow you to feel a deep level of relaxation and perfection. If you want to practice magical powers such as sword-controlling immortals or fireball techniques... it is better to go to the Wizard Academy to practice meditation honestly.

The Earth plane may have been awesome back then, but after thousands of years of transformation of the low magic plane, the Taoist practice method is left with some idealisms of the old sesame and rotten corn.

Zhu Peng kept his "Chen Zhima Rotten Millet" breath and entered into a state of meditation all day. When his will turns back and his mind returns to his position, all the dust of concerns was wiped away. All that was left was to pursue better and improve his clear mind.

Zhu Peng opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a pair of big black and white eyes... Zhu Peng sighed, his lower body leaned back without moving, and Li Qinglian's yellow and black face gradually enlarged in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing with a dead girl? Are you scaring people?"

"No, how could I scare Senior Brother Peng... I just think you are very handsome."

"You don't need to repeat this fact, I know."

"...Senior Brother Peng, you're hungry. It's delicious tofu stewed with cabbage and rice soaked."

"You let that go, I'll do it myself."

"...Senior Brother Peng, when will you marry me?"

"Puff...ah cough."

"Wow, Senior Brother Peng, why did you vomit? It's such a waste. I'll wipe it for you."

"Why should I marry you?"

"What? Brother, do you want to admit it? When I was five years old, you said you wanted me to be your bride."

"...You also know that you were only five years old at that time. I was having fun at that time."

"Ah, no matter...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Chapter completed!