The Great Tao Chronicle

"Huang Tingjing... ahem, it's an ancient book I read before. It says that there are 36,000 gods in the human body..."

An Qisheng was about to say something when he suddenly remembered that there is no Huang Tingjing in this world.

"Huang Ting Jing" is a famous Taoist health preservation in the previous life.

In the book, it is believed that there are immortals everywhere in the human body.

"The saying of 36,000 gods is somewhat interesting."

Daoist Juechen is thoughtful.

When he reached his realm, he could tell at a glance what other people said was true or false, and he could naturally see that An Qisheng was hiding something, but he didn't mean to get to the bottom of it.

Who doesn't have a secret yet?

"The old books I read when I was a child are a long time ago, and I can't remember the essence of it clearly."

An Qisheng gave a wry smile. He didn't mean to hide it.

The "Huang Ting Jing" is a famous Taoist text in his memory from his previous life. He still has some impressions, but only some impressions.

I just remember that there is a saying in Huang Tingjing, "The ultimate Tao is not troubled, but the truth is preserved, and there are gods in all the mud pills and hundreds of festivals."

I really can't remember the complete scriptures.

His spirit surpasses that of ordinary people, but it is impossible for him to remember all the big and small events he experienced in his previous life for decades.

"Seeing the God of God, it's absurd to say it, but it's just a subtle control of the physical body. It means that the sensitive and subtle acupuncture points of the human body hold the deep-seated secrets of the human body just like the gods who control the heavens and the earth. That's all, the Huang Ting Jing may be unknown in ancient times. It was left by the famous great master."

Daoist Juechen waved his hand, but he didn't care too much.

He has already cultivated to the point of seeing God, and the ancient books of sages and sages have no effect on him.

He appeared this time because the changes in An Qisheng were too special.

"It should be..."

An Qisheng touched his nose.

Who wrote Huang Tingjing? There are several theories in previous lives. Some say it was written by Lao Tzu, while others say it was written by Wei Huacun, the first-generation Taishi of the Shangqing School.

But no matter who they are, they are well-deserved great masters.

"You can feel 'God', which is not something that a Taoist scripture can do."

Daoist Juechen shook his head slightly:

"I have never seen such an experience of yours in my life. If it is possible, I might as well talk to Laodao and listen to it."

"Of course you can."

An Qisheng organized the language a little, and talked about his own experience during this period:

"I got into Hua Jin a few days ago, practicing boxing in the mountains and forests, and fell into a trance.... The consciousness of the organs is just a vague idea, I just feel the pleasure of the body faintly... "

"Your spirit is indeed special."

Daoist Juechen nodded slightly, as if he had understood:

"People are different. Some people are born with supernatural powers and their physiques are different from ordinary people. Naturally, some people are born with "gods". Those in the legends are all born with knowledge and can speak.

Extraordinary talent, or extraordinary fate. People like you are not considered geniuses in the early stages of learning martial arts, but once they practice profoundly, they are truly geniuses. "

"How can I be compared with the sages?"

An Qisheng gave a wry smile, but a sudden shock occurred in his heart.

Born to know, to be able to speak, he seems to be so.

"How come they can't be compared?"

Daoist Juechen smiled faintly:

"Since ancient times, human beings as a whole have been making progress. Whether ancient or not, how can today's people not be able to compete with their predecessors? It's just the overall transition of today's society, and it is difficult for individuals to achieve the status of ancient sages at that time."

With that said, Daoist Juechen's eyes fell on An Qisheng:

"Last time, you were able to perceive the traces of Mu Longcheng, which has already explained this point. There is no need to exaggerate, but there is no need to belittle yourself. Or do you think that ordinary people can perceive the consciousness of organs?"

"I'm a little embarrassed that the Taoist priest praised me."

An Qisheng shook his head.

"It's worth it."

Daoist Juechen said lightly:

"Some people are born princes, princes, and the richest family. Some people are born with supernatural powers, and naturally some people have extraordinary lives. This is no need to brag, it's just a fact. Your perception of body and spirit today will benefit you immeasurably."

An Qisheng never thought that this accidental perception would get such a high praise from Daoist Juechen.

"The way of Taoism is natural, and the martial artist is in the body! That's all I have to say, the old man is gone."

Daoist Juechen showed off his sleeves and robes, and his figure gradually disappeared, with a few flashes, and he disappeared into the clouds.

"The Tao is natural, and the martial artist is in the body..."

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

At this time, the red sun rose, and the fog in the mountains had begun to dissipate.

He didn't rush down the mountain, he found a big enough rock and sat cross-legged on it.

Ordinary warriors, even if they have made breakthroughs, it is difficult to have an intuitive impression of their own progress.

But for An Qisheng, every bit of his progress can be seen.

hum~

Eyes closed slightly, and his state has emerged from the perspective:

【An Qisheng】

[Specialties: Bajiquan (89%) Liuhe Big Spear (89%) Dragon and Tiger Big Catch (69%) Gumen Xinyiquan (60%) Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt, Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover (85%).. .....]

[Status: increasingly weak (terminally ill) holding Dan level strength status (91%)]

91%!

An Qisheng opened his eyes.

Even though he could already expect that he would gain a lot this time, his heart was still a little shaken.

As for the mastery of Baodan's strength, he has almost reached the realm of Wang Honglin three hundred years ago!

With only 9% difference, he can hold a pill!

And this is not his biggest progress, his biggest progress is horizontal training!

"I will travel from Cangcheng to Wudang Mountain~www.novelmt.com~ it will only take two months at most..."

An Qisheng was a little shocked.

This was a bit of a sudden, why even Daoist Juechen was startled by him.

The state he fell into before was comparable to the epiphany in the legend, enlightenment!

"Is this what Daoist Juechen said about being a martial artist? Is the path of the body's spontaneous desire and pleasure the true and correct path of boxing?"

"I only initially felt the pleasure of the organs, and I subconsciously walked in the direction of making the body happy. The harvest is already so great. The great masters who can truly see the gods in their bodies, how terrifying the progress will be?"

After the surprise, An Qisheng had a new understanding of the power of seeing the gods and warriors.

There were waves in his heart, and although he calmed down quickly, his mind was still turning.

Daoist Juechen doesn't believe in the fate of Daoist, nor does he feel that he is a person who was born to know in the legend.

But whether it's a coincidence, or he is really mentally strong.

His own progress at this time is real.

A correct path will indeed be twice the result with half the effort.

Vaguely, he felt that he had embarked on a path different from that of ordinary warriors.

If you haven't held the pill yet, and see God first, what should you do?

"The ultimate Tao is not bothered, and the truth is true. There are gods in the mud pills and hundreds of festivals.... This seems to coincide with the realm of seeing the gods that Daoist Juechen said..."

An Qisheng muttered to himself:

"Huang Tingjing, I only remember that there are three theories of the eight scenes and twenty-four gods in it. What are they specifically written..."

On the top of the mountain where the sun shines, An Qisheng fell into contemplation.

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