Chapter 9

well, when I didn't say it. " The Taoist priest said helplessly, and did not argue with him, "just wait until he can not cultivate aura, and then he will ask me."

Just at night, Yi Heng can't bear to sit cross legged, like a Taoist, but the posture is very awkward.

"When heaven and earth are not divided, the universe is chaotic. The Qi of chaos is divided into two parts: Yang is the pure Qi and the upper is the heaven; Yin is the turbid Qi, and the lower is the earth. Yin and Yang collide and merge to produce all things.

Therefore, the Qi of chaos is the source of all things, and when it is not divided, it is aura. If you want to get out of the ordinary world and cultivate immortals, you must first sense aura. "

Yi Heng read the pithy formula in his heart, which is not difficult for him to understand, but how to sense the ethereal aura?

”When the essence returns to Baihui, the spirit touches the ethereal spirit, but the ear does not listen, the eye does not open, the nose does not hear, and the heart is like water stop; the spirit of heaven and earth is felt, and it is led into the spirit of heaven; the channels of the whole body are followed to clear the dirt of the body. "This is the end of the formula.

But after an hour, he did not feel where the so-called aura was or what it looked like.

Another hour later, he couldn't stand the posture. He had to stretch out his folded feet. The numbness of his feet was tolerable, but his waist was so stiff that he could only lie on the ground and beat with his hands.

"Isn't that a fake? Doesn't that Taoist want me to die happily and torture me like this He thought.

"Maybe there is no aura at all, but this passage sounds so mysterious, and it doesn't seem to be false. Is it because of my poor spiritual roots that I have to practice first for a while? What can I do even if it is a Taoist who deceives me?"

All night, he was thinking wildly. After falling asleep, he vaguely saw his family in his dream. It was as if he had dreamt that the gossip dish suddenly turned into a big mouth and attacked him.

Finally, it seems that he has become an immortal again. When he raises his hand, he is full of small fireballs, and he looks at the small fireballs in his hands with a gloomy smile.

At Mao Shi, Yi Heng wakes up on time. It seems that the gossip plate is in the soul, like an alarm clock, to wake up on time.

Recalling the confused dream, and looking at the Taoist who seems to be sleeping and practicing, he blurs out a word "disease" in his mouth, but there is no fireball in his hand.

Raised his hands and looked at him. He was discouraged and dropped. He didn't even feel the aura. Where could he change into a small fireball?

Looking up at the East, the sun, which was covered by the mountains, gradually rose, but the soft sunlight could still penetrate through and shine on him.

"Maybe the aura in the morning is more sensitive. The Taoist priest may be practicing quietly. It must be like this. Hateful Taoist, if you don't tell me that it's time to practice in the morning, I suffered a lot last night."

He wanted to turn over here, stretch out, take a few deep breaths, and then sit cross legged in the face of the East, with his hands around his abdomen, his eyes closed, and his mouth muttering.

"The essence belongs to Baihui, where the spirit touches the ethereal, but the ears do not listen, the eyes do not open, the nose does not hear, and the heart is like water stop; the spirit of heaven and earth is felt, and it is led into the spirit of heaven; the channels of the whole body are followed to clear the filth of the body.".

When the incense sticks passed, he could still hear the sound of the stream and the sound of birds and beasts in the jungle in the distance. He was still wondering what he could eat except hare and pheasant.

An hour later, he relaxed slowly, as if to reach the appearance of calm heart. His breath gradually calmed down. The voice in his ear gradually faded away. He thought of aura in his mind, but a slight sound came out. His feelings slowly fell asleep.

The sun finally climbed the top of the mountain. The Taoist priest woke up as if he was meditating. He looked at Yi Heng's awkward practice posture and heard a slight sound. He thought to himself, "you can also fall asleep in this way. I don't know if you feel the aura."

"This boy's spirit root with five elements is more than several times worse than me. I spent half a month understanding the formula even under the master's explanation, and then it took half a month to feel the aura."

"Now I imagine that the boy can understand the formula without any guidance, and expect that after several hours of practice, he will feel the aura. Is it that my mood fluctuates after I was injured?"

The Taoist thought of it, and suddenly he felt depressed.

"I'm afraid it's the most ridiculous thing I've done. Even if I want to give him a fairyland, I should take it back to the door for the master to decide.

The injury has been stable, but to recover, we need to go back to the door for a few years. Although we can barely walk, we still have to rely on this boy to climb mountains and mountains

Thinking of this, the Taoist raised his hand, a small stone on the ground suddenly flew up and hit Yi Heng's forehead.

"Pa" a sound, Yi Heng forehead a pain, wake up, quickly make defensive posture.

Looking around, I don't know where the stone came from.

"Wake up and feel tight, ready to go on the road."

The Taoist's indifferent voice sounded in his ear.

Yi Heng looked at the Taoist priest in a hurry and found that the Taoist priest who had been sitting on the ground stood up at this time.

The slightly broad Taoist robe is slightly lifted by the breeze on the tall and thin Taoist. His thin face is still pale, his thin lips are tightly closed, and his light eyes seem to have no focus. Coupled with the indifferent voice, Yi Heng suddenly feels that the Taoist priest has become high again overnight.Of course, he didn't dare to ask, but he finally knew that the stone must have been thrown by the Taoist priest, but it was not clear whether it was thrown or hit by the immortal method.

I didn't dare to knead my forehead. I ran to the Taoist priest quickly. I knew that I would be on the road today. I have to listen to the Taoist's arrangement.

"My chest injury can be stabilized by most of my spiritual strength, but my feet have not yet recovered, so I can barely walk, but I should not go too far. Today I will go to Wangdu first, and then go back to the mountain gate. Let's go."

When the Taoist priest finished, without waiting for him to answer, he raised his feet and walked up the mountain.

Yi Heng naturally did not dare to have any opinions. After looking around, he found that there was nothing to clean up. Seeing that the Taoist priest had gone far away, he rushed to catch up with him, but he didn't dare to get too close. He was five or six steps away from the Taoist.

The Taoist priest did not speak all the way, and walked very slowly. Although Yi Heng had the heart to ask how the aura could react, he did not dare to open his mouth in such a dull atmosphere. He just followed the Taoist easily.

There was no road on the mountain, so the Taoist priest also turned left and right to find a good place to go. When he met the cliff, he had to take a detour and take a rest until the sun set. Fortunately, the mountain was not deep in the jungle, so he found a leeward stone wall and sat down on the spot.

Yi Heng sees the situation and runs into the mountain forest consciously to look for food. The Taoist can't deny it when he sees it.

When night fell and the moon was getting brighter, Yi Heng finally filled his stomach. He thought that the Taoist would say something after eating wild fruit, but seeing the Taoist sitting cross legged and closing his eyes, he was disappointed again.

He had to sit cross legged and feel for aura in his own way.

In the mind reads the pithy formula unceasingly, at the same time relies on the illusory divine idea to feel around, slowly the heart unexpectedly calms down.

The chirp of insects around gradually blurred, the night wind blowing on the body also gradually can not feel, it seems that the air around, there is not ordinary smart, just trying to sense, but back to reality.

Two hours later, I couldn't get into that state. Instead, my legs were numb and my waist was stiff. I collapsed on the ground, and I fell asleep in my dream.