Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

The water pavilion is quiet and quiet, and the gentle breeze causes ripples on the calm surface of the pool.

Mrs. Hua put her hand on the celadon cup and rubbed it gently.

"The emergence of practitioners can be traced back to thousands of years ago. At that time, Qi refiners were popular in the world, and they were called gods among the people. Later, Qi refiners went into the mortal world to preach and developed into hundreds of schools of thought."

"In that era, hundreds of schools of thought were contending, and the world was full of strife. But with the emergence of the emperor who conquered the world, unified the world, and unified the world, he used martial arts to blend Qi, books with the same text, cars with the same track, and established practice rules. Practice began from that moment Starting, there is order and direction.”

Mrs. Hua said lightly.

She talked about some secrets that Anle had never heard of before, and even began to trace the origin of spiritual practice.

"Of course, in the thousands of years since then, the path of spiritual practice has continued to develop and multiply, and many people with amazing talents have been born. However, they cannot escape the tempering of time. Therefore, spiritual practice is also a process of pursuing the continuation of life."

"In today's world, you should know that the great Zhao Dynasty has moved south, and the Central Plains to the north from the Canglang River has been occupied by foreign races. The most powerful person in the world now is the emperor of the Yuanmeng Empire. Looking northwest, he bends his bow and shoots at the immortals. The arrow shot opened the gate of heaven, and the immortal was stained with blood."

The best master in the world, Emperor Yuanmeng... It is rumored that just a breakthrough forced the Zhao Dynasty to move south.

Anle took a deep breath and was shocked to hear it.

"In addition to the Emperor Yuanmeng, who is the best in the world, there is also a wheelchair-bound national master in the Dali Kingdom. He can open the sky with one finger and attract the sea of ​​stars from the sky. His grace is unparalleled. There is also a father and son from the Xiliang Kingdom who have become demons through martial arts, infected the huge country, and sacrificed thousands of people alive. Build the Bone Temple, refine a magic sword, and bring about a rain of blood in the world, in exchange for the Yuan Meng Empire's troops retreating three thousand miles."

Mrs. Hua took a sip of tea and slowly told the story of the strongest person in the world.

Just from her words, I could feel the terrible oppression. Although Anle had known that this world was unusual, he was still shocked by this weirdness.

Madam Hua glanced at An Le and chuckled: "Of course, my country, Zhao, is not weak either. There are many peerless generals. There is also the Holy Mountain. The three powers of the Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple all have strong men who have left the world and are independent. One of the reasons why Emperor Yuanmeng did not dare to cross south easily."

This is the clearest pattern of powerful practitioners in the world that Anle has ever heard of.

"Mr. An, you became a candidate at the age of eighteen and came to An to participate in the Spring Festival. Now you are embarking on spiritual practice. Your goal should be to be on the imperial examination list and become a Jinshi."

Mrs. Hua took a sip of tea.

"There is such hope, but after all, Xiaosheng's cultivation level is very low, so he can only do his best."

An Le said.

Mrs. Hua nodded: "The Holy Mountain, the Academy of Literature and the Martial Arts Temple are like three mountains standing in the great Zhao. The Holy Mountain is transcendent. The Academy of Arts and the Martial Arts Temple compete endlessly. They recruit disciples and select them from among the first-ranked scholars. You are the only one." Only those who reach the top list will have the opportunity to enter the liberal arts academy and martial arts temple to continue their practice."

It was the first time that Anle knew that there was something brilliant in his eyes, and there was indeed ambition growing in his heart.

"The Academy of Literature and the Martial Arts Temple have collected the world's most extraordinary methods of cultivation. Mr. An wants to practice profound methods, so he can only enter one of these two."

"And the Academy of Literature and the Temple of Martial Arts can cover the current practice system of Da Zhao. The Academy of Literature trains gods, and the Temple of Martial Arts trains the body."

"Refining the mind in the Academy of Arts is naturally about cultivating the mind. It controls the power of the mind, which can be divided into concentration, fetal breath, transcendence, soul, sitting and forgetfulness... A powerful mind monk can move mountains with one thought, topple rivers with one thought. It caused thunder in the sky.”

"However, the way to practice is not only to refine the gods, but the body is also very important. The martial arts temple trains the body, opens up the qi and blood, forges the spirit bones, condenses the inner elixir, understands the mysterious mind, and steps on the innate nature. This is the previous Five realms, five realms after five realms, but it is of no benefit to you to know now.”

Mrs. Hua spoke slowly and slowly, and slowly told Anle about the state of cultivation, so that the doubts lingering in Anle's mind were easily solved.

"The way of spiritual practice cannot be just one. It requires both spiritual training and physical training. Choose the focus according to your own talents. Divine training can help you eliminate the demons in your heart, and physical training can help you talk and laugh happily in front of thunder and calamity. , are all important.”

When Anle heard this, his eyes sparkled and his heart was agitated. He couldn't help but pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea.

Mrs. Hua looked at Anle and smiled slightly.

In fact, what she said was not profound or secret. If Anle had set out to practice Buddhism at an early age, he would have imparted this knowledge during his training.

Therefore, Mrs. Hua did not intend to exchange this information for Anle, a painting that was very popular with her.

"Mrs. Hua, we are training gods in the Academy of Arts and training in the Martial Arts Temple. What about the Holy Mountain?" Anle pondered for a moment and asked curiously.

"Holy Mountain..." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hua couldn't help but sip tea to moisten her lips.

"There is a Saint Master on the Holy Mountain in Middle Earth. The Saint Master is transcendent in the world. In addition to the Saint Master, the Holy Mountain also has the Mountain Master. Every Mountain Master is a person with extraordinary talents. Those who can enter the Holy Mountain are countless practitioners in our country. wish, because those who enter the Holy Mountain represent recognized talents. "

"The masters of the Holy Mountain, whether it is training the gods or exercising the body, they are all excellent."

"But since the founding of the Zhao Dynasty, only a handful of heroes have entered the Holy Mountain."

"There is a saying in the world that the Holy Mountain is not the Holy Mountain of Zhao, but the Holy Mountain of China."

Mrs. Hua's eyes were a little misty. She turned her head and looked outside Lin'an City. She seemed to see a vague mountain, unattainable, towering into the sky, spanning eternity.

An Le couldn't help but yearn for it when he heard the words, but he was still very self-aware. Those who entered the Holy Mountain had extraordinary talents. If An Le didn't have the help of time and energy, it would be difficult for him to even practice.

Therefore, he has no thoughts about the Holy Mountain.

However, he is really planning to make a run at being one of the first-ranked scholars in the imperial examination.

Mrs. Hua withdrew her gaze and fell on Anle. Her eyes were a little dazed, as if she had thought of something, and she felt a little ridiculous. She shook her head and didn't think about it.

"Zhui Feng, Mr. An is curious about martial arts. Please show Mr. An what a physical training martial artist is."

Mrs. Hua looked at Zhui Feng and said.

When Lin Zhuifeng heard this, he grinned, without any shyness, and took a step forward. The blood in his body roared under his skin, and his thin body seemed to wake up like a tiger.

The fire stick on his waist slipped into his hand.

Lin Zhuifeng looked at Anle and said with a smile: "Mr. An, take a look!"

The words are finished.

The two ends of the fire-burning stick in Lin Zhuifeng's hand actually lengthened naturally, turning into a two-meter-long stick. When he pulled out the stick, a roar erupted, and there were waves of wind and waves as he swung it!

The pervasive power almost suffocated Anle.

Finally, Lin Zhuifeng extended his stick and pierced the rockery. The rockery made of solid stone was penetrated directly like soft tofu.

Lin Zhuifeng also naughtily moved the stick, causing the stick to sway up and down.

"The body-forged martial artist has a strong body, strength and speed that are far superior to ordinary people, and his killing power is extremely strong."

Mrs. Hua chuckled: "As for refining the gods..."

"That's it, that's it."

Mrs. Hua raised a finger and pointed at the large pool in the Tianbo Water Pavilion. She saw that the water in the pool was invisibly pulled away, turning into water columns and spurting out, snaking in the air like a dragon roaring.

Such miraculous phenomena impact Anle's world view!

Madam Hua withdrew her finger, and the dragon python collapsed into a torrential rain, and countless water droplets fell into the large pool.

"Refining the spirit and exercising the body, that's about it."

"Mr. An, do you still have doubts?"

An Le's mouth is dry, is this the practice of refining the gods?

The showman’s scalp is numb!

The martial arts are domineering and the gods are misty.

In comparison, his castrated version of Zhao Zu Changquan was just like playing tricks, and it was full of shame when used.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hua, for clarifying my doubts. This has opened my eyes."

Anle calmed down and thanked.

Mrs. Hua shook her head: "These are just a brief introduction to practice, nothing more."

"I see that you are very interested in spiritual practice. How about I give you one volume each of spiritual training and physical training books?"

Hearing this, Anle was shocked and stood up quickly: "Mrs. Hua, one painting by Xiaosheng is not worth two precious books on spiritual practice..."

However, before Anle could finish speaking, Mrs. Hua raised her hand. On her snow-white palms, there were two more yellow-covered books. There was a trace of aura lingering on the books. Obviously, these classics were extraordinary and could never be like the enlightenment version of Zhao Zu Changquan. Bad street stuff.

"Mr. An, first of all, your paintings have won my heart. It reminds me of some things in the past. Although I am sad, I miss you very much. Secondly, I will give you a spiritual practice book, which will be sold well. If you can pass the gift from me, If I am a scholar in the classics, I will be admitted to the first-class examination, and I will even have the opportunity to take the exam in front of the temple, then I will be honored and have a good reputation. "

Mrs. Hua chuckled and waved her hand, handing two yellow-covered books to Anle.

Anle understands, this is what investing means.

However, the investment was probably just incidental. After all, Anle's cultivation level was too low and his age for enlightenment was too old. It was mostly because of the painting that impressed Madam Hua.

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Hua, young man."

Anle dusted off his clothes carefully and bowed deeply with his hands in hand.

"Refining the spirit and exercising the body are not easy, so don't rush into it. If you have a late enlightenment, practice it calmly. Don't rush. In addition, you can come to Zhui Feng or me to ask questions about your cultivation while you are painting for the young masters on weekdays. "If you have someone to guide you, you can avoid many detours on the path of cultivation," Madam Hua said slowly.

Anle thanked them again, took the two books with excitement, and laid his eyes on them.

The first yellow-covered book is a body-building secret book, with "Five Birds Body-Building Skills" written on the cover!

The second volume is a method for cultivating the mind, called "Sword Waterfall Picture"!

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