"Junior Brother Zi is the first task to get started. There are 5 gold coins every month," Zhang Mingdao said, and brought Zhu Yuanlong to a remote place in the back mountain. There are dozens of acres of large medicinal fields, densely packed with various herbs, many Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, vermillion fruits, etc. that have been more than a hundred years old.

"Yes, senior brother," Zhu Yuanlong said, thinking to himself, so many supplements, you will be rich now.

"The thatched hut opposite is Yao Laozu, the uncle of the head. He has to have a very high cultivation level, he has to be a little strange. He is the most unwilling to believe that others destroy his medicine field. No one has dared to come here to steal medicine for a thousand years," Zhang Mingdao said, which made Zhu Yuanlong's heart skip a moment, and he had to press down just now.

"Okay, I still have something to do. I'll leave it to you about managing the medicine field."

"Yes, senior brother." After seeing Zhang Mingdao off, Zhu Yuanlong walked alone in the medicine field. He saw a medicine field from afar, lined up neatly. The medicine field was lush and green, and he wanted to pick a few red fruits to eat.

An old man with a hunchback was carrying water to water the fields. He was wearing a blue dress, and his clothes had been washed white. I don’t know how many years have passed.

The old man carried wooden barrels on his shoulders, and the two barrels were neither big nor small. The water source was at the mountain spring more than ten feet from the medicine field. The old man was trembling and his steps were floating, as if he could fall at any time.

Zhu Yuanlong felt nervous, and without thinking too much, he rushed to the front a few steps and said, "Old man, I'll help you water it."

The old man stopped, turned his head slowly, looked up and down at Zhu Yuanlong with his turbid eyes, and slowly spoke, "Are you a new disciple?"

Zhu Yuanlong nodded.

The old man took off the shoulder pole and wooden barrel on his shoulder, put it tremblingly on Zhu Yuanlong's shoulder, and said, "Water one bucket of each flower, two buckets of grass, and three buckets of fruit."

He pointed to the front and said, "In addition to the ones in front of him, there is also the other side." He pointed to the hillside behind: "There are a few trees there, each of which is poured ten barrels."

"There are some more. I think you can't finish watering in a day, so let's do these first."

After saying that, the old man ignored Zhu Yuanlong, turned around tremblingly, walked back to the hut, and took out a small stool and sat down.

Zhu Yuanlong was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that he would water so much! The water he watered by those seemingly weak flowers and grass was actually a bucket!

But since he asked for help, there was nothing to say. Zhu Yuanlong carried the bucket and walked towards the spring without saying a word.

The old man didn't move, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was asleep.

There was very little water coming out of the spring. It flowed down a clean bluestone and gathered little by little into a shallow small water nest. Zhu Yuanlong put the wooden barrels into the water nest and filled two buckets of water and carried them back.

When he walked to the edge of the medicine field, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and slowly shook his hand at Zhu Yuanlong, saying, "The water nest cannot be used... you can pick it up from the bluestone."

Zhu Yuanlong was stunned for a moment and looked at the old man in shock, but saw that the old man closed his eyes again and said nothing.

After thinking about it, the old man really had no need to bother himself. I thought that the flowers and plants had any special requirements. Zhu Yuanlong picked up the bucket and returned to the water nest and poured it down.

Putting the wooden barrel under the bluestone and watching the mountain spring that was thinner than chopsticks slowly flow into the barrel, Zhu Yuanlong couldn't help but feel a little worried.

When will this be filled?

I thought about it again and thought, I just had nothing to do, so why should I be anxious?

Half a cup of tea passed, and Zhu Yuanlong finally filled two buckets of water, carried it back, and walked to the first herb to pour it down.

The old man did not open his eyes, as if he had entered into meditation.

Zhu Yuanlong returned to the spring and connected it little by little.

Looking at the spring water flowing into the bucket in a daze, Zhu Yuanlong suddenly laughed.

I have a place to live, the wind cannot blow and the rain cannot be wet, the beautiful scenery is everywhere, and I feel energetic when I breathe. Aren’t such days always what I want?

A little song was humming, and Zhu Yuanlong was not in a hurry at all. While waiting, he was enjoying the beautiful scenery and was in a very comfortable mood.

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Yuanlong's back, and a trace of surprise flashed away.

Zhu Yuanlong did it little by little, and after a morning, he only poured half of the medicine field. He said goodbye to the old man and promised to come and do it after dinner.

The old man nodded and ignored Zhu Yuanlong, and Zhu Yuanlong didn't agree. He returned to his residence, returned here after dinner, said hello to the old man, and continued to water it.

A day passed, and when night fell, Zhu Yuanlong finally finished watering a piece of medicine field. This time he didn't talk to the old man and took Nie Feng to have dinner. After dinner, he returned here and continued to water.

It was not until midnight that the whole world became extremely quiet that all the water was watered.

The old man had already returned to the house to rest, and Zhu Yuanlong returned to his residence to sleep while humming a small song.

The next day, before dawn, Zhu Yuanlong got up and rushed to the old man's medicine field to carry water to irrigate the ground.

The old man got up and came out, nodded to Zhu Yuanlong as saying hello, and then sat down cross-legged, as if he had entered a state of meditation and did not say a word.

After a month of succession, Zhu Yuanlong was like this. He woke up early and went back in the middle of the night, never stopping.

But on a month-long night, when Zhu Yuanlong was about to go back, the thatched hut suddenly opened. The old man slowly walked out and called Zhu Yuanlong.

The old man was holding something in his hand and slowly walked to Zhu Yuanlong and said slowly: "At this time, you can take it back and take a look at the five layers of Taiqing Sutra."

Zhu Yuanlong subconsciously took it, and when he saw it under the moonlight, he saw that it was a thin booklet, which had turned yellow and dark, and he had been many years.

Zhu Yuanlong felt warm in his heart and said gratefully: "Senior, it's just watering, how dare I take your stuff?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Hold it, anyway, you have to even get to know this one, so you can get familiar with it in advance..." After that, the old man turned around and walked towards the hut tremblingly.

Zhu Yuanlong opened the Tianqing Sutra, and the first layer was "Theory of Induction Qi", which is the method of introductory Qi period. The key is to lure the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body, transform it into true qi in the body, change its physical condition bit by bit, and lay a solid foundation for future practice.

The first step is to sit quietly and concentrate, to achieve no thoughts or thoughts, to perceive the spiritual energy between heaven and earth in deep silence, and then guide the mind into the body with the guidance of the mind. If you can do this, you will be considered entering the door.

The method is very simple. Zhu Yuanlong put down the book, sat cross-legged in the required position, closed his eyes slightly, pressed his tongue against the upper jaw, placed his hands flat on both knees, and put his palms upward, thinking without saying a word.

According to the "Theory of Induction Qi", after the induction Qi enters the body, the spiritual energy will slowly penetrate into the dantian through the body and convert it into true qi in the dantian, just like gathering sand into a tower, slowly gathering in the dantian. After the dantian feels bloated, the true qi can be guided, open up the meridian acupoints in the body, and open up the first acupoint, it is considered the first layer of the qi stage.

However, after just a little true qi was condensed in the Dantian, it disappeared quickly. The mental method in the Taiqing Sutra was exactly the opposite of the mental method of Beiming Xuanbing Gong. One is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and introduce it into the body, seeping into the Dao Dantian to transform it into true qi. However, Beiming Xuanbing Gong condenses the true qi in the body and impacting the veins from the Dantian, but requires entering the state of nirvana, blocking the whole body's thoughts and consciousness, and taking one's body as a world, condensing the true qi to transform into cold energy, and defeating the invisible.

A year has passed, and I have worked every day to manage weeds and water the medicinal fields. Although no one taught him to practice, Zhu Yuanlong insisted on practicing the Beiming Xuan Ice Kung Fu every night. In a year, he learned to absorb qi, luck, and condense qi. The Beiming Xuan Ice Kung Fu entered the first level of breaking the seal, entered the second level, and the Taiqing Sutra also entered the peak realm of the first level.

The sunset is setting

Zhu Yuanlong finally finished the large area of ​​the medicine field, with a total of 180 buckets of water. When he just watered the flowers, Zhu Yuanlong had undergone Xie Wudao's cultivation. It was already the limit to water eighty buckets of water a day.

Spring goes and autumn comes. Before we know it, two years have passed. Zhu Yuanlong has been able to irrigate 180 buckets of water before the sun sets, and at the same time he has developed a domineering muscle.

At night, there was a cold current in the air. Zhu Yuanlong stood in front of the thatched hut, looking at the bright moon like a jade plate in the night sky. Tiancheng Peak was covered with a layer of white gauze under the moonlight, light and ethereal. Zhu Yuanlong jumped up and rushed towards the purple bamboo forest, holding a short sword in his hand.

The purple bamboo forest is still quiet. Zhu Yuanlong gently floats up and lands on the top of the bamboo forest. He steps on the bamboo branches lightly at the toes. The sword in his hand is crystal clear under the moonlight and has a sharp edge. Zhu Yuanlong skillfully wiels the sword in his hand and raises the sword to the sky with one hand. Under the luminous light, it has a mystery.

As soon as the internal energy condenses, the energy condenses into ice. A thin layer of ice condensed on the Tiancan Sword. "Swallow the sea in the void" Zhu Yuanlong used a sword in the air, and saw a white sword light shining thousands of miles, shining in the moonlight, slowly scattering on the bamboo leaves, crystal clear, as gorgeous as crystal, as fog as curtains."
Chapter completed!