Chapter 8 Refining the Heart Demon
In the next few days, because my grandfather had consumed too much in the past few days, he was restoring his energy. Wen Yang had also lived a leisurely life for a few days. Everyone in the village was respectful to Wen Yang, the "little god". In addition, he was very lively and became familiar with the people in the village in a few days. He ate all kinds of rural game from house to house. In its own words, it was "to develop the beauty resources here by the way."
However, such good days soon came to an end. On the fifth day, my grandfather called Wen Yang to his house. "You have enough wildness in the past two days, and it's time to calm down. We have to stay here for more than a month. In the past one month, you can practice the qigong honestly. If you just want to learn to play, then you can practice whatever you want. If you want to use it in the future, you have to understand the principle of enduring hardships. If you have something to do, I will have no shame to see your grandma when I die."
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely work hard, for my grandma too." When he heard his grandfather say that he loved his grandmother the most and always smiled, Wen Yang was rarely serious this time. In addition, the miracle that grandfather showed in the cemetery a few days ago completely shocked Wen Yang. "If I learn this and come to college to learn this, how many young daughters would faint." If my grandfather knew Wen Yang's thoughts at this time, he would probably strangle him to death. [bsp; No matter what the ultimate goal is, Wen Yang's learning attitude is still very positive and hardworking. Every morning, he tied a 30-pound sandbag to 20 miles around the village, and then he had to practice boxing in the yard, memorize various meditations in the house, and continue to meditate until late at night. On the one hand, it is to temper the mind method, and on the other hand, it is to replace rest. After meditating, it is just ugly. At this time, the fate of sleeping in the cemetery is still waiting for Wen Yang.
After finishing my work today, Wen Yang stood up as usual and was about to go out, but was called by his grandfather. It turned out that today his grandfather was going to formally teach him to temper the Nine Dragon Water. The so-called Nine Dragon Secret Book, as the name suggests, must be the core of a series of Taoist techniques named after the Nine Dragons, and Nine Dragon Water is the top priority. After all, in this era, the Nine Dragon Water that can cure diseases and save people is more suitable for most ordinary people. The Nine Dragon Water technique is also the essence and foundation of the entire Maoshan Taoist technique. It is the foundation of many talismans and elixirs and alchemy tripods. The one time Wen Yang's grandfather detoxified Zhang Xi, he used the skill of the Nine Dragon Water to cure diseases and detoxify. The bowl that kicked towards the fake Zhang Xi at the critical moment of life and death was used to expel evil in the Nine Dragon Water.
"If you encounter monsters outside in the future, would you have to get a bowl of water first? Then I guess I'll let the monsters eat it long ago." Although I was so obsessed with that miracle, Wen Yang was indeed extremely smart and soon discovered the problem. After all, water bowls and water are items that are not easy to carry, so you can't take them with yourself every day.
"I asked well." Grandpa smiled and continued to talk about "Nine Dragons Water Art, an ancient legend, is a technique of asking for gods, but in fact, it is also a technique of controlling water. All things grow by water. If there is water, they will live, and if there is no water, they will die. It will remain unchanged throughout the ages. Whether it is asking for gods or controlling water, its core is Jiulong. As long as you can communicate with Jiulong, you will not need to use water to practice the Dharma. Those who need water basically treat diseases and save people. At this time, water is a medium. To put it bluntly, curing diseases is also a kind of exorcism. Because the water is soft and it will not hurt the five internal organs of a person. If it is really a talisman, Zhang Xi will definitely have all the internal organs broken, just like poppy can save people, but it also needs to be a measure. This room is a kind of room.
I am your quiet room. I have already arranged it these days. You will follow the practice method I said. I will give you a bastard protector. Don’t make a fuss or make a new thing when you see anything. Otherwise, no one can save your life. The secret method of the mantra has been taught almost the same. Just follow that." After that, my grandfather took out two paper men from his arms, pinched his hands and drew a talisman, and said "Go". The paper man seemed to be traction with wires, drifted straight towards the east and west walls. The moment the paper man was about to stick to the wall, suddenly a silver light flashed and disappeared into the wall, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed. When Wen Yang turned around and looked at his grandfather at the door, trying to seek explanation, his grandfather had disappeared.
"This old man is so quick. It's okay, I'll do it myself." Wen Yang muttered to himself, while completing his cultivation step by step according to the previous teachings of his grandfather.
I have to say that Wen Yang still has some talent in cultivation. According to his grandfather’s past knowledge and his understanding of the mantras and methods, he did a good job in burning incense and respecting the gods.
After respecting the gods, Wen Yang put the cushion on his plate and sat cross-legged. This is the same as meditating, with his head straight, his chest straightened, his back slightly closed, his eyes slightly closed, his whole body relaxed, his hands raised, his left palms on his right palm, and his thumbs gently against each other. Sitting and breathing in meditation, the difference between practicing qi and meditation in normal times is that when meditating, you must be required to calm your mind and calm your mind without distractions, and to achieve the word "etheless". This time, you need to recite the formula in your heart to achieve the purpose of "Tongxian". This is the first step, you can only refine water after you can practice immortals, so this is a very critical step. Many people are stuck at the step of Tongxian and can only practice other methods.
After sitting for a while, Wen Yang felt his body suddenly lightening, as if a voice was saying something in his ear, but it was confused. On the summer night in July, the room was very stuffy, and he had to wear clothes to practice. Sitting quietly for so long, Wen Yang's body was already wet, but at this time, the sweat on his clothes seemed to know his thoughts, and quickly spread out. His brain seemed to be much clearer, and the whole "Maoshan Jiulong Secret Book" was completely
In his mind, Wen Yang, who was immersed in this feeling, suddenly opened his eyes, held up the water bowl prepared next to him with his left palm, pinched his right index finger and drew 36 natal dragon talismans in the water. After the last stroke, a golden light flashed out of the water bowl and rushed straight to the roof. The golden light gathered in the water, gradually turning into a dragon head and showing the water surface. Dragon God, dragon tail, a golden dragon rolled in the water, then vacate the water surface, rolling in the air in front of Wen Yang,
Slowly flying over, scattered on Wen Yang's body, and at the same time, the golden light was made. In an instant, the golden dragon merged into Wen Yang's body, and disappeared, and the golden light gradually disappeared. Wen Yang suppressed the surprise and joy in his heart, communicated with the dragon according to the mind method, and then continued to draw 36 dragon talismans with his right hand. The golden light shone out from the bowl again, and a dragon gathered and slowly scattered into Wen Yang's body. For example, eight times, when the dragon was about to enter the body, the quiet room suddenly
A cold wind blew, Wen Yang's heart was still calm, and suddenly remembered a lot of things that were bullied when he was a child. When he was a child, because he had practiced Kung Fu, his father was afraid that he would hurt people seriously, so he decided not to fight with his classmates. Therefore, Wen Yang, who was tolerant in everything, was regarded as a soft cock by his classmates. Even in elementary school, there was a gangster student named Li Datong who often pressed him to the ground and beat him. Wen Yang could only swallow his anger and beside him...
These things that had been forgotten suddenly surged into his mind with hatred. Even a black evil dragon with bloody mouth appeared in Wen Yang's consciousness space. The deeper the hatred in his heart, the golden dragon in front of him faded, and the black dragon in his consciousness space became clearer, and the bloody mouth was closer to Wen Yang. Although he was free to learn from Confucius, Mencius, Lao Zhuang, Wen Yang was young and energetic after all. He knew that this was a demon in his heart, but he could not suppress it. He saw that there was only a faint golden dragon in front of him.
Shadow, and the evil dragon in the mind consciousness space is about to form an entity, forcing Wen Yang. "Don't die, my buddy is probably going to quit this today, and I don't have time to write a will. Dad and Mom, I can't be filial to you anymore. I will become a ghost and I will not let you go if the bullys me become a ghost. Oh, by the way, Xiaoli, Xiaoxue and Xiaoke, don't miss me too much, you are not allowed to marry, grandpa, don't say you will give me a guardian, you won't need to do it now." I guess if my grandfather knew the pile of things in his mind, he would have to repair him before the black dragon.
The golden dragon became thinner and thinner, becoming a shadow. The evil dragon in his mind had opened its bloody mouth, and could hear a few vicious dragon roars. Wen Yang at the critical moment of life and death, but he didn't know what mess he was like.
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Chapter completed!