The Earth Is My Dantian

The puppet technique has been passed down since ancient times, and the Mohists are regarded as authentic, but with the passage of time, the puppet technique has gradually been lost. It is rarely seen in the world today, but I did not expect to see one in Jixia Academy.

There are quite a few people in the cafeteria, all of them are students who come to eat. Occasionally, some teachers can be seen, but they are entering the box, and the whole hall is full of students.

"Students are not allowed to enter the private room. No matter who you are, you must eat here in the hall and treat them equally." Fang Conglong said.

Ye Sheng nodded, and suddenly asked: "You went to see the teacher today, how many days will the class start?"

"The class will start tomorrow, to practice Taoist culture, practice exercises, and practice Qi and concentrate. Are you going?" Fang Conglong asked.

Although Ye Sheng didn't have a teacher, he could attend the class no matter which teacher was teaching. Everyone learned the same thing, but if you had any questions in private, there was no teacher to answer your questions, and the treatment would be much worse.

Ye Sheng thought for a while and said, "I will go tomorrow."

At this time, the food was served, the aroma was overwhelming, the dishes were exquisite, and it made people appetite at first sight. The rice served was plump and crystal clear, like crystals, which was very different from ordinary rice.

Fang Conglong and Ye Sheng began to eat immediately. After eating the rice, Ye Sheng felt a warm current pervading his heart, arousing his muscles and blood, especially when he closed his eyes, felt the soul of the soul, and found the chaotic Chaos' soul moved.

At the first level of soul cultivation, it is impossible to completely condense the soul, and it is still in a chaotic state, but it can look inside the altar, and its spiritual knowledge is like fire.

"This spiritual product is truly extraordinary. Eating this bowl of rice is like eating a cow." Ye Sheng said with emotion.

The food was delicious with meat and vegetables. Ye Sheng let go of himself and ate seven bowls of rice in a row. His whole body was filled with aura and his skin was flushed, as if he had been exposed to the sun for several days.

"Brother Ye, you are overdosing." Fang Conglong said in surprise.

Ye Sheng waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, there is such a huge aura, it's enough for me to cleanse my body once."

After eating, Ye Sheng immediately went back to the door of his hut, and started practicing boxing along the river.

Rolling stone boxing, the most basic boxing technique, is in Ye Sheng's hands, swaying freely.

Gun Gun's power is superimposed, each punch is powerful and powerful, and the punch is fierce, making a sharp wind sound.

Zhou Meiren, who was resting in the room, heard the sound, walked to the window, and saw Ye Sheng practicing boxing.

"A reckless man." Zhou Meiren muttered, sitting on a chair, breathing evenly, absorbing spiritual energy, while looking at the scenery, occasionally looking at Ye Sheng.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the river was rushing, making a splashing sound, accompanied by the chirping of birds, and the whispering of insects at night, mixed together, it was pleasant to hear.

After Zhou Meiren practiced for a week, she opened her eyes and found that Ye Sheng was still by the river, with a tall and straight body, but he was not practicing boxing, but exhaling, and his brows were red.

"This person is really boring. You don't come back to rest after practicing martial arts. Do you want to show off your good figure?" Zhou Meiren muttered, got up and left.

He didn't see that the moment he left, Ye Sheng opened his eyes, and a black air suddenly shot out between his brows, which was the filth in his soul.

"Blow the wind!"

Ye Sheng said softly, his brows were hot, and a hurricane suddenly rolled up. The area was small, but the power was not light. A half-meter-sized stone was swept up by the hurricane, flew into the air, and then hit hard, falling into the water , very fast.

Rumble!

It stirred up thousands of waves, and was then smoothed by the rushing river.

"That's right, compared to the first time, I've made a lot of progress. It's because I don't know how to use my soul. Once I learn it, I can wipe out enemies of the same level with a single move." Ye Sheng's eyes glowed with joy.

At this moment, he has seen the power of Taoism.

After the practice was over, Ye Sheng went back to his room to review what he had gained today.

Obtained ten principles of Taoism, opened up the soul, and became promoted to the first level of soul cultivation.

Practicing boxing at night, expending spiritual energy, pushed his cultivation to the peak of the acquired third heaven, and he was only one step away from breaking through and reaching the fourth heaven.

On the first day of entering Jixia College, Ye Sheng had a lot to gain. He closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Too much mind wasted today, he has not reached the point where he can run his soul and make up for sleep, so necessary rest is a must.

On the second day, Ye Sheng got up early, practiced boxing by the river, jumped into the river after the end, washed the filth from his body, found Fang Conglong, and followed him into the monastery.

The teachings of each faction in Jixia College are in different places and have different names.

The teacher who teaches in the Taoist monastery today is the Taoist priest Qingxu of Longhu Mountain, and also Fang Conglongbai's teacher.

In the Taoist monastery, there are many seats, a total of 365 statues. There must not be so many disciples, there are only more than forty people.

These forty people are all new disciples, and all of them have chosen Taoism, except Ye Sheng who has no choice.

Fang Conglong asked Ye Sheng and Rang to sit down together, and within a quarter of an hour, Daoist Qingxu arrived.

Daoist Master Qingxu is a fairy-like old man with gray hair and a completely white beard, wearing Taoist clothes, very casual, walked to the podium and sat down, and began to speak.

"Taoist practice is based on the pursuit of the unity of man and nature, and transcending oneself. It is a difficult process from nourishing the soul to leaving the body. You are all new disciples. The first step is to nourish the soul. Today I will I will teach you how to nourish your soul." Qingxu said long.

All the disciples watched intently, staring at Elder Qingxu.

Elder Qingxu stretched out his hand and swiped, a wave of spiritual power surged, and a portrait appeared in the air. The person on the portrait was the ancestor of Taoism, Lao Tzu, also known as Daode Tianzun.

"You are all people with wisdom roots. Look at the portrait of Lao Tzu, then close your eyes, and visualize in your mind until the portrait of Lao Tzu emerges, then you have entered the first gate." Daoist Qing Xu said.

"Teacher, how long is the fastest time to visualize?" a disciple asked.

Daoist Qingxu smiled and said: "Among the students I have taught, the fastest visualization is half an hour."

"What about the slowest one?" someone asked again.

"One month." Daoist Qingxu said indifferently, his mood was obviously not high.

Ye Sheng saw it in his eyes and was thoughtful. He observed this painting with the spirit in his mind, but he felt dazed and hazy. .

He closed his eyes, and found the portrait of Laozi in his mind, and with the appearance of the portrait of Laozi, he saw the emergence of evil spirits, the hell opened up, and thousands of demons and ghosts rushed to devour Ye Sheng's soul.

scold!

Ye Sheng was not afraid at all, his soul was shaken forcefully, and he made a sound, which shattered the evil spirits of hell, leaving only the portrait of Lao Tzu.

And the gradual change of the portrait of Lao Tzu has become a piece of mind-soul conception!

Ye Sheng got started, and it took less than ten minutes before and after.