Wang Yangjun and others have been convinced, and they all talked about their peers.

There is no order in learning, and the master is the teacher.

Xia Yuan nodded and laughed. The more dazzling Yang Yi was, the happier he was. After all, this is his future son-in-law.

Only after seeing Xia Yu's expression, he couldn't help but frown, because Xia Yu stared at Yang Yi with full eyes, and the girl's thoughts were written directly on his face, without the calmness of the past.

Standing outside the crowd, Zhu Erdan wanted to interrupt, and wanted to show himself in front of Xia Yuan and Wang Yangjun, but found that he could not interrupt at all because the topics they discussed were too advanced.

Standing outside the crowd, like a little Luo Luo, there is no sense of existence.

This feeling drives him crazy, makes him jealous and resentful.

This kind of glory should belong only to him.

...

The flow of time soon arrived in the evening.

Yang Yi also left, and after separating from the two sisters of Xia Zining and Xia Yu, they returned to the Guilai Inn with Ning Caichen.

Along the way, Ning Caichen's temperament was not high.

Yang Yi can more or less guess the other party's thoughts, but this kind of thing can't be persuaded at all.

Persuade the other party to give up. Ning Caichen will definitely not be happy, and there will even be a gap with him. If so, why bother to persuade him?

Persuade the other party to pursue it, then this is simply an act of seeking death.

It's impossible for someone to get married as a "born son".

Do you want Ning Caichen to join the family, and still as a genius?

The picture was so beautiful, I didn't dare to think about it.

When I returned to the inn, the sky had dimmed.

When Yang Yigang walked into the inn, a large group of scholars gathered around and greeted enthusiastically:

"Brother Yang, you are back."

"Brother Yang, I heard that you won the first prize in today's poem meeting. It's gratifying."

"Brother Yang is really hidden, and possesses such a talent for poetry, especially the head of the song. It can be said that the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon has been written, and I am still shocked."

"Brother Yang overwhelmed the heroes at this poem meeting, and even the three great talents and Zhu Erdan were willing to bow down. It really made me look up to others."

...

It turned out that with the end of the poem meeting, Yang Yi's name has spread throughout Hangzhou.

It is said that the Jiaofang Division and many prostitutes in the brothel are already intensively rehearsing, and they are ready to sing the "Shui Tiao Song Tou" at night, to keep a close eye on the front line of entertainment.

It can be said that today's poetry society Yang Yi became famous in one battle.

Yang Yi patiently dealt with the crowd in the inn in the same year, and the shopkeeper came up again at this time, saying that he had prepared a good dish to entertain him, asking him to write a calligraphy.

Yang Yi didn't refuse. After a good dinner, he wrote a couplet to the shopkeeper.

Go back to the bedroom.

Yang Yi sat at the desk, took out the "Buddha Says the Spiritual Sutra" in his arms, and read it carefully.

This scripture is written in Sanskrit, and he can read it without barriers.

Shakyamuni is a foreigner after all. The Cultivation Technique handed down by him is written in Sanskrit. If you want to understand the scriptures to the greatest extent, it is best to read the original text.

Because no matter how good the translation is, some words will be more or less distorted.

Ordinary Buddhist scriptures are fortunate to say, but as a cultivation Cultivation Technique, this kind of error can never be tolerated.

The slightest difference is a thousand miles away, and it might be fatal.

When opening the scriptures, the general outline on the front page says that every part of the human body is actually conscious, but because these consciousnesses are extremely weak, it takes care to be able to sense them.

These consciousnesses are the gods in the human body, after all, there are one thousand two hundred and ninety-six.

Yang Yi continued to turn back, and he found that this scripture did not describe how to sense these gods, only that the pure mind can sense them, and there is no specific method.

This is the reason why no one has ever cultivated this Buddhist scripture so far.

After all, you can't even sense the hidden consciousness in your body, how can you condense them?

However, Yang Yi feels that no one can practice this sutra. Another very important reason is that everyone subconsciously cannot accept this theory.

We ‘human’ as the master of the flesh, this flesh is mine and has absolute ownership.

In the end, you came to tell me that every part of this physical body is conscious, so what am I?

If these consciousnesses were really condensed, would they still listen to me? Is this physical body still my own?

For such a theory, many people are unacceptable in their hearts.

To be honest, Yang Yi was also somewhat unacceptable to this theory.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't need to sense the meaning of the body parts, he only needs to learn from and learn the method of condensing the gods, so that he can condense the gods belonging to his own in the acupuncture points of the whole body.

Condensing the acupoint orifice gods can not only cultivate the method of the orifice to the peak and transform the physical body again, but also use the orifice as a Dantian-like power to store power.

Perhaps there is not much power stored in one acupuncture orifice, but if all the thousands of acupuncture orifices in the body are added up, it will be five or six times the capacity of Dantian.

Magic power is five or six times behind, the Ascension of that combat power may be ten times.

Soon, Yang Yi finished reading "Buddha Says Shen Ling Jing", and he was pleasantly surprised to find that this book not only contains the condensing method of the gods, but also the application of the gods.

The theoretical basis is to form a formation based on the gods in the flesh, so as to condense all kinds of magical powers.

There are three magical powers recorded in this scripture, namely Golden Lotus of Merit, Tathagata Real Body, and Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

The golden lotus of merit is to condense the golden lotus of merit with the power of the gods of the acupuncture points.

If you sit on it, you can ignore the attack that the Cultivation Base is lower than your own, and you can also reduce the attack power of your own Cultivation Base by 70%, which is an exaggeration.

The real body of Tathagata, as the name suggests, is to condense the real body of Tathagata against the enemy.

As for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, this is the acupuncture gods coming out of the body. With these gods as the base of the formation, the formation can trap and kill the opponent, which can be described as a one-man formation.

The night is getting darker, and the breeze is slowing.

Yang Yi was not in a hurry to cultivate, but to figure out the scriptures over and over again.

Suddenly, he lifted it every day and found that there were two ghosts wearing soap clothes, swaggering through the wall and walking in.

Both of these ghosts hold a ecstasy chain in their hands, which can seduce people's ghosts.

"The underground palace has already collapsed, and the Ecstasy messenger has never appeared in the sun again. These two ghosts should be the city gods of Hangzhou Palace, but how do they come back to hook my soul?"

Yang Yi was curious and funny.

who is he?

The suspected reincarnation of Emperor Fengdu, the emperor of all ghosts in the world, dare to hook his soul!

The two ghost officials walked swaggeringly and didn't even think that Yang Yi would still find them. They returned to the medium-lacquered ecstasy chain and directly submerged in Yang Yi's body.

Then he pulled Yang Yi's ghost out of his body with a twitch of his hand.

Yang Yi pretended to be shocked and asked: "Who are you and why are you arresting me?"

The ghost official on the left sneered and said: "We are the ghost official of the palace, Yang Yi, your life is over, let us go."

Yang Yi said in horror: "My life is over? How could it be that I'm so young and disease-free, how can my life be over. Two ghosts, Dage, are you mistaken?"

The ghost official on the right scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, if you make a mistake, let's talk to us at the Chenghuang Temple. We are only responsible for ecstasy, and you can talk to Lord Chenghuang for the rest."

Yang Yi pretended to be scared and nodded.

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