Looking at the excited junior brother, Wanyanqing calmly withdrew his arm and smiled: "Congratulations, junior brother, you are a true monk after awakening your attributes, and you are expected to enter the great avenue in the future."
This statement is true. If you accumulate the power of your attributes in your Dantian, you can attack the sea of suffering by choosing a path.
Wanyanqing also told him some precautions. Seeing Baiye immersed in cultivation, Yufeng left.
Bai Ye was still immersed in the space of Dantian. The meaning of that trace of fire was too great. He clasped his hands and chuckled: "It is difficult to contain the attribute power, which does not mean that it cannot be accommodated. Yi Cheng Jiang Hai, my Dantian is smaller than others, and I can definitely fill up the entire Dantian by slowly accumulating it, even if it is much weaker than others at the same level."
There are two ways to cultivate Taoism, Dharma and Body. Cultivation of the law is to use the laws of heaven and earth, and use the power of attributes, which are all tied to the Dantian. If the Dantian is destroyed, the Tao foundation will be destroyed.
Cultivation of the body is to strengthen the physical body and organs, and the power is all accumulated in the flesh and blood. Unless this kind of person is killed, his power will be endless.
In the ancient times, body cultivation was the mainstream. Many secret places had forbidden magic formations in which magic power could not be used. Even in ancient times, some surviving races from the ancient times dominated one area, such as the first tribulation of dragons and phoenixes, and the scourge of lichs. , and it was only later that it was completely cut off.
Bai Ye carefully pinched the seal to use the spark, and pointed at the firewood in the stove hole. A glimmer of light flashed, and the firewood that had been extinguished started to burn again.
In the next few days, Bai Ye was immersed in the practice of absorbing Mars. When he came out of that state, his stomach was empty and he quickly lit a fire to cook.
In the courtyard, under an old tree, there is a stone table.
Three dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetarian, served with a big bowl of white rice.
Several senior brothers are still cultivating in the courtyard. Bai Ye invited them to come for dinner, but they were rejected. In depression, he poured himself a glass of twenty-year-old osmanthus wine that his senior sister had brought him from the mortal world, and drank it. Youxiang, he smacked his tongue and was in a good mood.
Now that the attributes have been awakened, all you need to do next is to accumulate strength step by step every day. When the Dantian is full, you can attack the sea of suffering.
As for choosing a path, he didn’t need to choose at all.
The strong wine entered his throat and was a bit spicy, but he had long been used to it. He once asked Wang Jue what good places in the outside world were worthy of his nostalgia.
Wang Hua replied: Jianghu, wine, women.
Jianghu? Bai Ye didn't know how to tell the difference. When he was in the mortal world, he was in the world, but now that he has become a monk, can he still see the world?
In other words, have you jumped out of the abyss of the world?
Putting a piece of fat and thin braised pork into his mouth, Bai Ye took a few mouthfuls of rice, drank strong wine, and burst into tears.
He missed his master again, as well as Yan'er, eldest brother, little girl, Xiang Fengge...
"The older I get, the more useless I become. Sand always gets in my eyes..." ..." Bai Ye laughed at himself and poured himself another drink.
This night, the mountain breezeIt was cold and the silver moon was like a hook. He had been sitting under the old tree. From the hot dishes and hot meals at the beginning to the cold dishes and cold meals in the middle of the night, he ate very slowly, but he did not feel cold. The energy of the old wine came and his heart felt a little hot. .
There are a few sparks and about a dozen glimmers in the three-foot dantian, emitting light and heat in the cold, dead space.
Bai Ye felt mixed feelings. Although he had awakened his attributes and his physique was much better than ordinary people, he was still too weak compared to other monks.
It is impossible to be invincible at the same level as in the story written by the novelist. Others have a Dantian that is thousands of feet long, and you have a Dantian that is three feet long. Whether you can be defeated by others by leapfrogging is a question. .
For the next period of time, I spent the day and night in the Sutra Pavilion, reading ancient books, looking for any method that could expand the Dantian. It was said in a book called Common Sense of Monk that monks’ Dantian is both natural and Taoist. Where the foundation lies, no method can expand it.
Despite the disappointment, Bai Ye was not discouraged and accumulated sparks every day.
He believed that sooner or later he would be able to enter Taoism, which would impress Wang Jue.
Half a month later, he once again absorbed ten clusters of sparks into his Dantian. One day at noon, he suddenly heard an explosion. The tips have disappeared.
Bai Ye ran in that direction, wondering if there was someone fighting there. If he could see the battle between the two, it might help him understand the use of power.
Gradually, the scene on the top of the mountain became clearer and clearer. The top of the mountain was razed to the ground and the ground was in a mess. A figure carried a large basket and bent down to pick up pots and pans.
"Lian Chengjue?"
Bai Ye's heart wrinkled. He didn't ask much about what happened, and found a big bucket to help clean up the debris on the floor.
Lian Chengjue glanced at him slightly, said "Thank you!", and then continued to pick up.
Phew!
A ray of fire fell, and Lian Chenghuo cursed as soon as it came, looking like he hated iron but not steel, and said in annoyance: "The furnace has exploded again, I want you to stop being obsessed with refining medicine and concentrate on cultivating Taoism!"
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Lian Chenghuo looked disgusted, how could she have such a shabby brother, not only dressed in rags but also obsessed with refining medicine and neglecting his cultivation.
"In a few days, the elders of Taize Palace will come to worship the mountain. I heard that he has snatched a vision disciple and will definitely take it with him. You have to prepare." Lian Chenghuo said, she still brought I hope this brother can cheer up and show off his style.
Without even raising his head, Cheng Jue picked up a pair of chopsticks and uttered: "Not interested."
"Okay, don't tell others that you are my brother, don't throw it away." Get rid of this person!" Lian Chenghuo rolled his sleeves and left with a cold face.
Lian Chenghuo usually avoided Lian Chengjue and always denied the fact that Lian Chengjue was her brother. He also warned Lian Chengjue not to tell others that he was her brother, so as not to lose her face.
As if confused, Lian Chengjue’s body is only insignificant.After shaking for a moment, he continued to clean up useful things on the ground.
After packing up the pots and pans and other useful things, Bai Ye began to build a house for him. Fortunately, he had been making coffins since he was a child and was good at carpentry. He was able to build a wooden house in just two days and two nights.
Bai Ye left silently, and Lian Chengjue didn't say a word.
Will the elders of Taize Palace come to pay homage to the mountain in three days? Is he the disciple of Liu Sheng, the third prince of Han Dynasty? Does this mean anything?
In the following time, Bai Ye continued to absorb the sparks, increasing the number to thirteen wisps, gathering together like a cluster of small flames. With a thought, the flames appeared on the fingertips.
Different from ordinary fire, this is the essence of fire. Ordinary wind and water cannot extinguish it. Legend has it that there are great monks who have cultivated magical powers to such great depths that they can burn mountains and boil seas with a single thought. This is a fire attribute overhaul!
On one of the peaks among the Tu Lun peaks, Huang Chao was dancing with his sword and drinking as usual. However, he groaned and fell down before he could form a seal. His body was warmer than before. Even more so, as if it was about to burn.
There was still a trace of clarity in his psychedelic eyes, and his fingers were trembling, as if they were about to form a seal but could not move.
Chen Yuyu ran from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, with a panic on his face. However, the aura of the opposite sex instantly ignited the flames of Huang Chao, and the last trace of clarity in his eyes was replaced by heat.