Dedicate One’s Mind

　　 Daewoo Country, Liucheng.

　　Cangwu Mountain three hundred miles west of Liucheng, one Qidao observes Mingdao Peak, and the clear bells ringing from Mingxin Hall, the most majestic hall on the peak, the bells are loud and not piercing, and the sound is undulating without interruption.

　　 This is the bell in the morning class of Yiqi Dao Temple. It can be heard ten miles away, and the bells can be heard. The people in the Guanzhong stop what they are doing, and go to the temple in threes or fives.

　　 The disciples on the road exchanged their cultivation experience, or talked about strange and strange things. At this time, only one of them could speak loudly: "Brothers and brothers, I heard that this morning class was given by the master himself."

　　 Everyone heard this, and some were surprised, and some were flat-faced, and the latter had heard the news early.

Seeing that people’s reactions were mixed, the person still said: "I am the State Church of Daewoo. Each of the hundred and twenty cities in the country has set up a view to recruit disciples. Although the views accept new responsibilities, there are many masters. It is done by the old and hopeless, but we, Wang Liucheng, are very young and promising, and we are not expected to achieve the Golden Core Road in the future. If we have his guidance..."

　　 Xu couldn't bear to speak too much. A burly figure interjected: "Senior Brother Xu, I certainly know the reputation of Guanzhu, but it is a pity that Guanzhu is closed all day long and I don't see him a few times a year, so what can I do."

　　The person who intervened should be quite prestigious among the disciples. After listening to his words, everyone showed regret and nodded frequently.

The person who was called Junior Brother Xu was not annoyed when he was interrupted. He turned to the burly man and said, "Brother Ge knows that just a few days ago, the master gave a letter to the master. He just awarded the letter to him. I will speak in person, this is..."

　　 Everyone has long been aroused by curiosity, but the younger brother Xu's voice became more and more nuanced, and he gradually moved away from Brother Ge. Later, it turned out to be like a mosquito, even less audible. Everyone cursed secretly in their hearts, still calming their faces, but they all asked about them.

　　 After a while, everyone had a preliminary outline of the new junior.

This younger brother named Wu Yi, a member of Daxuan Kingdom, a neighboring country of Dayu Kingdom. His grandfather had a connection with Wang Guanzhu before he became a monk. He just heard that his grandfather seemed to have been attacked by political opponents recently, so his grandfather asked him to take refuge here. .

　　 After all the disciples inquired clearly, although Wang Guanzhu himself did not dare to say anything because he had recruited the younger apprentices himself, the disdain on his face was undoubtedly revealed, but how can a child of a family be like relying on the support of their family?

　　 Senior Brother Ge and Senior Brother Xu, who were walking at the end, smiled at each other and showed their faces.

After 　　 proud, Junior Brother Xu couldn't help but worry, and asked: "Brother Ge, I will do something like this, what if I get annoyed by the subject?"

Brother Ge frowned when he heard this, his eyes condensed, and he said coldly: "Senior Brother Xu, this is the end of the matter, do you still want to hide? If you let the master want to break the rules, my family will still be there. A place to stand?"

Senior Brother Xu avoided his gaze and gave a weak hum, but his heart began to plan a way to escape. Senior Brother Ge is a child of the Ge family in Nanjun, and belongs to a direct line. After all, he is not a child of a big family. There is no need to fold in too deep in the Lord's struggle. If the Lord holds onto it, the children of the aristocratic family will not be able to protect themselves in the end.

　　 Senior Brother Ge saw him curling his eyebrows in deep thought, and felt a great hatred in his heart. Once the matter is settled in the heart, he can't be killed, and his path to progress will be cut off.

　　 speechless all the way, the disciples gradually arrived in the hall in twos and threes, and according to the entry sequence, they looked for their futons and sat down on their knees.

After a while, the bell rang again. The previous bell was called to call the bell, which meant to call the disciple, and this bell was called to stop the bell, and the bell was stopped so that it would not be regarded as a missed class. You will be punished for copying through.

Just as the bell rang, a middle-aged Taoist stepped into the temple, painted white clouds and red sun on his robe, and painted mountains and rivers and the earth down. His footsteps seemed ordinary, but if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to hear that he plays in unison with the sound of the bell. Move with the sound, follow the rhyme, harmonious and harmonious.

　　The middle-aged Taoist was followed by a young man, who was dressed in plain clothes, walking with each other, as if not walking by himself, but being led forward.

In the hall of 　　 there is a raised three-story pedestal. Taoists stepped on the high platform step by step, and the young man stood by.

　　 Just after the Taoist climbed onto the high platform, the chime stopped, and this quiet transition caused many disciples to surge in energy and blood, their breaths were uncertain, and their bodies undulated.

　　 The Taoist turned around and paused, and the sound of the sudden sound calmed the swaying minds of the people like that of Hong Zhong Dalu, and the people's minds condensed, and the whole hall was solemn.

　　The middle-aged Taoist is Wang Guanzhu among the disciples, and the common name is Wang Chuchen. At this time, he saw his eyes slowly sweeping the people in the hall, and said in an unhurried manner: "I have been the master of one vision for more than three years, and I have not taught you anything on weekdays. This master is really incompetent. ."

　　 After hearing this, everyone couldn't understand the subject's mind, so they all bowed and said, "The subject is serious."

Wang Chuchen laughed. He didn’t see happiness or anger. He didn’t say any more. He opened the door straight to the point: “There is anger among the heavens and the earth. It’s this qi that can be repaired with one valve..."

The hearts of the disciples moved with the sound, their thoughts were flying, and the magnificent pictures of the past and the present could not help appearing in their minds. Then they imagined a process of breath from being produced, growing, and finally dying, and it was mutually confirmed with their usual practice gains, and their minds The aura in it also changed as their thoughts changed.

For a while, everyone was intoxicated, but one exception was the new disciple Wu Yi. He had just started a few days ago. At this time, he was a mortal. To him, Wang Chuchen’s explanation seemed to be a good example to him. , I heard him scratching his head, agitated.

　　 But even so, he frowned, trying to remember every word that Wang Chuchen said.

　　Don't say, a morning class at least let him listen to some common sense of cultivation.

Just like this initial stage of cultivation is called refining qi, the so-called refining is nothing more than breathing out aura. After the aura fills the dantian and forms a sea of ​​qi, it guides the aura to open the veins of the whole body. , Can be called the foundation of the avenue, so it is also called the foundation.

Other sects only focus on the accumulation of aura in the refining state. According to the degree of aura saturation, there are nine refining qi or the thirteenth floor of refining qi. To become one body, there are nine changes in refining qi, but Wang Chuchen only talked about the first four changes, which are anger, gathering qi, receiving qi and condensing qi. There is no difference between the first four changes and other factions alone, while the latter five changes require entering the inner door to learn, and the inner door is just one valve.

　　 The explanation of Wang Chuchen has been talking from early morning until noon, and there is no end, and there seems to be a rhyme circling in the hall.

　　 Everyone looked down and concentrated, deducing aura changes, and Wang Chuchen's voice directly poured into their spiritual platform to guide them out of their own path.

　　 After a long time, Wang Chuchen opened his eyes, no sound was heard in his mouth, and the morning class ended.

　　 The voice stopped, and the faint Taoist rhyme gradually disappeared. Some disciples quickly awakened from a state of enlightenment, with a look of regret on their faces. If they continued for a while, perhaps the cultivation level could be improved a lot.

　　 Everyone woke up sooner or later, but they all woke up before a cup of tea, and finally they all bowed together and said: "Respectfully send to the Lord."

　　 Wang Chuchen nodded slightly, waved his robe sleeves, and disappeared into the hall.

　　 All the disciples got up and prepared to leave the hall. They called friends and talked with each other about what they had previously practiced. Most of the people's faces were unquenchable and joyful, their voices were light, and their voices were open. It was obvious that they had gained a lot of benefits.

　　 Wu Yi was planning to leave together, but a voice came from his ears, and the steps he was about to start stopped stopped, his body standing upright like a green pine.

　　 Before leaving, some disciples didn’t forget to look back at their little junior brother, and they didn’t move. Some people who wanted to make friends with each other didn’t look too enthusiastic in the public.

　　 After all, he knows that he has a close relationship with Guanzhu, and there are always people who want to use his shortcut to seek guidance from the Guanzhu. In their eyes, Wang Guanzhu is speaking for this newcomer, so how can they not make them envy and jealous. I don't know how Wu Yi, who scratched his head and head, felt when he knew what they were thinking.

　　 After a while, everyone left clean.

Wu Yi was not allowed to wait for long. A clear breeze blew from outside the hall. Wu Yi glanced intently and saw that one person appeared on the empty steps. It was Wang Chuchen who had made Wu Yi wait for a moment. dust.

　　 Wu Yi saluted Wang Chuchen, standing aside, bowing his head for training.

　　 Wang Chuchen looked at Wu Yi and stared for a while, his face showed the vicissitudes of life, as if he was reminiscing about something. After a long time, Wang Chuchen calmed down, his eyes became waveless again, and a sense of refinement appeared on his body.

"Your grandfather and I were classmates, we made an appointment to expel the national teacher and help the community, but after ten years of being an official, I found that the so-called theft of the national teacher's power for the country is just a joke. The emperor is also the same. Who is Kuang? Who is it?" Wang Chuchen narrated a story that seemed to be not him in a flat voice, but he was even more angry.

　　 What happened after Wu Yi also knew that he knew these things when he was asked by his family to leave the country for asylum, but he still lowered his head quietly and asked Wang Chuchen to continue.

"After that, I hung the crown and went away, but your grandfather thought that I gave up my previous agreement and broke off diplomatic relations with me," Wang Chuchen said, smiling softly, and then said, "Your grandfather is a bull, but in the end he still I have sent you here." There seems to be a sense of pride in the words~www.novelmt.com~ and there seems to be a trace of melancholy. The appearance of Wu Yi means the failure of his grandfather. In the past, he also wanted to realize this dream. effort.

　　 Wu Yi was silent, and since then the two have taken two different paths.

　　 Wang Chuchen traveled around the mountains and water, and unexpectedly met a real person in Lingya, who was included in the door wall, and then with his extraordinary aptitude, he rose up in Xiandao.

And his grandfather was ranked among the three men by virtue of his outstanding political achievements, ruling the government, eliminating the old evils, and making the Daxuan country a resurgence, but in any case, he still has to face the contradiction between the Imperial Party and the Kuomintang Party, although the specific process Wu Yi did not Clearly, but in the end, it was natural that the National Teachers Party won, and even the emperor was abolished by the National Teachers on the grounds of licentiousness. The imperial Party was completely defeated, and Wu Yi also came to this foreign country separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Wang Chuchen stared at Wu Yi's eyes suddenly, and said coldly: "I have given you a disciple position, but there are always some disciples and even professors who have some gossip. If you can't prove your qualifications, where do you come from? , Let's go back wherever you go! "Wang Chuchen closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

　　Wu Yi bowed to Wang Chuchen and turned to leave. If a teenager like Wu Yi had an accident for the first time, and came to a different place and faced the pressure of being expelled, it would inevitably be uneasy if he didn't cry on the spot.

　　 But Wu Yi's steps are not flustered at all. Every step seems to have been measured by a ruler. He is well-behaved, showing his firm heart.

Wang Chuchen did not open his eyes, but Wu Yi’s mentality was inferred from the sound of Wu Yi’s steps. He did not comfort or encourage him. The path of immortality is extremely dangerous. If Wu Yi’s aptitude is really bad, he will go down the mountain. If a rich man comes here, he asks for peace. Although he won't live forever, there are fewer disputes.

　　 The empty hall is silent for a long time, only the curling smoke rises up, and then slowly dissipates.