I became immortal in Tianzong Sword

Taoist Moshang patted his stomach happily, and then threw the two pieces of venison left on the table to the big fox next to him to eat.

He said to Jiang Sibai with satisfaction: "Anyway, thank you for your hospitality."

"Poverty will not let you suffer. If you have any questions tonight, just ask them."

Is this an opportunity for Jiang Sibai to answer questions?

Of course he was very happy, and quickly asked about the practice related to the health preservation technique.

He has insisted on practicing that health preservation technique for ten years, and he just felt that something was wrong if he couldn't get up or down, but the benefits were obvious.

It is because of his body training technique that he has been able to improve all these years, in fact, it depends on this health preservation technique.

And he was able to swing a sledgehammer to forge swords at the age of nine, in fact, because of the double blessing of body training and health preservation.

This kind of hammer forging practice has also promoted his body training technique, allowing him to accumulate extremely rich physical capital.

This can make him feel like a god in the next three years of swordsmanship training.

Everything seems to form a circle.

Jiang Sibai didn't hide these insights, told Taoist Moshang, and then looked forward to his comments.

This is the difficulty of not having a guide. He can only think about it on his own along the way, and no one tells him whether it is right or wrong.

Taoist Moshang listened to Jiang Sibai's speech with a weird expression the whole time, and then scratched his head, showing an expression that wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Seeing that Jiang Sibai was really disturbed at the end, he said, "You actually practiced that 'health-preserving technique' hard for ten years?"

Jiang Sibai quickly asked: "Is there something wrong with this method?"

Taoist Moshang said, "There is a problem, but it seems to be a good thing."

He himself also felt that it was really vague to say that, so he scratched his head again and said, "Xiaobai, let me call you Xiaobai."

The big white fox next to it immediately raised its head, thinking it was calling it.

Taoist Moshang directly rubbed his head with his hands and said, "From now on, you will be called 'Dabai', who made you so fat?"

The big white fox was rubbed dizzy.

Jiang Sibai looked complicated in his heart, and suddenly he disliked his nickname.

Then Taoist Moshang turned around and said, "Xiaobai, the one you practiced is actually called "Shou Zhong Gu Yuan Fa".

"There is nothing wrong with saying that it is a health-preserving technique. After all, although some people are born with the heart of the Tao, they can be lost in the world of mortals and give birth to the Goddess of Childbirth. Their bodies are already broken. If they don't keep the Zhonggu Yuancha How can we cultivate by filling in the gaps?"

"I think that when Yuan Daofeng's senior brother left this method to you Jiang family, he really felt pity for King Ji's heart towards Taoism. I hope that since he has the will, he should practice this method well, and then he can enter the door of cultivation."

"It's a pity that judging from the performance of the guards in the past few times, King Zhou Ji failed to practice this "Shou Zhong Gu Yuan Fa" well."

Taoist Moshang said it tactfully, but it also explained why those cultivators in Luoyun Wonderland would not lie to Jiang's disciples.

After all, being in the midst of rich clothes, jade food and power in the mortal world, I am afraid that he is really just that 'Ye Gong loves the dragon' when it comes to cultivation.

Jiang Sibai asked a little discouraged: "Then I have practiced all these years for nothing?"

Taoist Moshang shook his head and said, "Why is it Bai Lian?"

"The kung fu of keeping quiet is to find the true nature and emptiness to rejuvenate the mind, practice the acquired broken body to return to children, and then adopt the essence to strengthen the whole body's qi and blood."

"Only when the qi and blood are strong, can you refine and transform qi and start the road of cultivation."

"And now you have strong vitality and blood flowing all over your body, you are practicing the method of refining essence and transforming energy, and you also save the hard work of building a foundation."

Jiang Sibai couldn't help being touched when he heard this, and he asked, "Then may I ask Master, can I learn the method of refining essence and transforming qi?"

Taoist Moshang said with a smile, "You just need to use your mind to draw the essence into the sandalwood. This is the situation where the essence is full and it will happen naturally."

Jiang Sibai's eyes brightened instantly when he heard this, and he almost couldn't wait to try it.

Taoist Moshang hurriedly persuaded him: "Don't rush, don't rush, although you can practice Qi at night, but the Qi you exhale is always yin and evil. It's best to breathe and practice Qi in the morning when the sun is rising."

He taught him earnestly, as if he had already accepted this apprentice.

Now it seems that both of them have a tacit understanding, Jiang Sibai will not miss this master, and Taoist Moshang will not miss this disciple.

In fact, when Taoist Moshang heard about Jiang Sibai's experience and perseverance, he put aside his prejudice against the children of the royal family and looked at this child again. talent...

Not to mention, it will make people feel inferior if they say too much.

An old man and a young man began to eat and drink quite happily again, and the rice wine made by Baiyi was also quite clear and delicious, making the old man's face flushed and gradually getting high.

And Jiang Sibai also seemed to see the hope of his own practice, and his eyes were also red.

But it's not right, why is there really bursts of red light in the western sky?

He was startled suddenly, his whole body was full of blood, and the alcohol evaporated from the sweat glands all over his body.

He quickly called the housekeeper and asked, "Old Zhong, what's going on?"

At this time, the farmers exclaimed from outside: "It's flooded, son Xiaobai's new grain pile is on fire, come and put out the fire!"

"Oh, it turns out that the newly harvested corn this autumn is on fire."

Jiang Sibai's mind was still a little confused, so he didn't pay much attention to this thought when he turned around.

Later, when he thought about it, it seemed that there was nothing to be concerned about, since it was already caught anyway.

So he said: "Don't worry too much, the big guys. The new grain stacks are stored independently in the west. If you want to burn, you can only burn that one, and the fire will go out after the fire is finished."

The old housekeeper really hated iron and steel, he said: "Young master, how can you say that this is not like an insider's words?"

"That's the new crop that was just harvested this autumn. What would you eat for the New Year if it was burned?"

Jiang Sibai took it for granted: "It's not that there is no Chen Liang to help in an emergency, it's not in the way."

"Besides, our blacksmith shop in Baiyi has really made a lot of money over the years. What can't we spend money to buy?"

Butler Zhong could only let out a heavy "Hey!", and then took his own people to help put out the fire.

Jiang Sibai felt a little bored, he didn't understand how hard these people were working so hard all day long?

He himself, the master, didn't think much of it, so why are they so worried?

Turning his head and going back to drink again, Jiang Sibai realized that the old man was a bit confused?

He looked at Jiang Sibai with the wine jue soberly, and then asked: "Your family has a lot of surplus food?"

Jiang Sibai shook his head and said: "Not much, but there are enough grains. The grain can last for three months. If you go fishing every day or exchange money with hunters for some meat, you can always wait for the next autumn harvest in peace."

Taoist Moshang said quite unexpectedly: "You can see it, the old butler is right, it feels a bit 'not like people here'."

Jiang Sibai suddenly regained consciousness when he heard the words.

He knew that Butler Zhong and Taoist Moshang were right, even though he had done so many things in this world, there was still a feeling of separation.

At this time, this feeling is even more obvious when he is slightly drunk. He seems to exist in this world with a meat shell on, and it seems that as long as he takes off the 'meat shell', he can ride the wind and go away at any time.

He shook his head to wake himself up, and focused his eyes on his eyes.

Jiang Sibai smiled and said: "I just feel that those are just foreign objects. Compared with my own self-cultivation and the feeling of getting better and better every time, it is not enough for the way, not for the way."

Appreciation flashed in Taoist Moshang's eyes, and then he suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking.

Jiang Sibai was wondering, when he suddenly heard the sound of dense footsteps coming from far and near in the chaotic shouts outside.

Only then did he wake up and said: "It turns out that the fire was man-made, but now the evil guest is coming."

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