Qi Wuhuo thought about it, turned back, closed the door, then reached out and took out the bronze mirror that looked to be covered with light green copper rust from the wooden box. Originally, the bronze mirror was plain and inconspicuous, but now it was shining with countless arcs of magic, which emerged and finally turned into a large word.

【good】

The young Taoist was stunned. When he looked carefully, he did not see any other words.

This is a good word.

It was written with splashed ink, and has a majestic aura.

Looks very good.

As if he was furious.

It’s like I finally accomplished something I couldn’t do before through hard work.

There is a sense of willfulness and exuberance that pours out.

"good?"

"Is that a response?"

Qi Wuhuo recalled what he had written before. He talked about his own experience, and then wrote this spell. At the end, he seemed to ask her if she liked osmanthus cake. If she did, he would bring some to her next time.

The young Taoist finally understood: "Ah, do you like osmanthus cake?!"

He thought about it, recalling the playful and uninhibited look of the girl, and said with a smile, "That's right."

"If she has that kind of personality, she should like sweet things."

"However, there probably isn't any osmanthus cake for sale in this village."

Qi Wuhuo opened the window and looked into the distance, and saw that the sunlight was gradually obscured. The rain was already late, but for some reason, the clouds were still there, lingering between heaven and earth for a long time, and had not dispersed for a long time. Judging from the thickness of the rain clouds, it seemed as if there was more rain to fall, but not a drop of rain fell.

The clouds were like mist, covering the villages and towns and the distant mountains and rivers.

Although the rain stopped.

Maybe there's still some rain?

The young Taoist stood up, took the bamboo umbrella given to him by his teacher, and then headed towards the capital city of Zhongzhou.

As he went, he flipped through Senior Sister Miaoyu's "Hunyuan Sword Canon" in his mind. Many of the contents were suitable for him to use to lay the foundation at this stage. After all, what his teacher taught him was the "Mind Method" rather than the specific method of practice. As for the method, it required him to wander away from the world, read all the Taoist scriptures in the world, and then walk his own path.

Senior sister Yu Miao seemed to have guessed this, so she gave him a lot of basic knowledge in the sword manual.

But even the basic part is pointing directly to the right path.

For example, this paragraph [When walking, there are three more secrets: "clear, quiet, and calm." ]

[The word 'Qing' means to concentrate the mind in Niwan, like clear water, bright moon, gentle wind and warm sun], this is the calmness of the original spirit.

[The word 'pure' means that the qi reaches the navel, and one should think of looking at the pure lotus], which means the clarity of the primordial energy.

[When you reach the bottom of the sea, your mind will stop. Your thoughts will be as steady as Mount Tai, and will not be disturbed by external temptations. They will be as luxuriant as pines, as warm as the autumn sun, as pearly as dew, and as soft as cotton. They are as hard as steel, and as soft as cotton.] This is the circulation of the primordial essence. My life treasure is in me, and will not be disturbed by external things.

These three points are the methods of operating the primordial spirit, primordial energy and primordial essence.

Yu Miao integrated the cultivation methods of these three with the footwork of swordsmanship, and required practitioners to practice this way when walking in their daily lives. Over time, not only can they be spirited and energetic when facing battle, but they can also be as stable as Mount Tai and will not be disturbed by others.

At the end, you can even [become one, from the Niwan to the spring, clear and muddy, without hindrance and without stopping, after a long time, the divine light will gather. ]

This is already the way of Taoist practice, the innate qi, and the three flowers gathering at the top of the head.

This paragraph alone is the true secret that ordinary practitioners have struggled to understand throughout their lives, and it is the true method to break through the barriers.

In this part, in the chapter [Thousand Words on the Essence of the Sword] written by the girl, Qi Wuhuo really had the experience of traveling around the world with a sword in a dream, so he could know more and more that those few thousand words really described the practice of swordsmanship vividly. There were very few parts describing sword techniques and moves, but they pointed out the future of swordsmanship from a high level, grandly and calmly.

Qi Wuhuo moved forward step by step, learning the Hunyuan Sword Sutra while walking towards the direction of Zhongzhou City.

Gradually, the spirit becomes calm and the energy becomes pure and clean.

The Yuan Jing is condensed and restrained, as if the core of the body's Qi and blood is condensed in the Dantian.

According to the records in "Records of Becoming Immortals" and the mountain gods' practice records, in this state, when practicing, the vital energy and the vital essence will naturally gather together. When they are completely concentrated at one point, the practitioner will naturally reach the level of "innate qi", and from then on "reverse three and return to two", and will no longer be ordinary.

However, Qi Wuhuo found that he didn’t know whether it was because he had just stepped into the realm of the Three Talents or for some other reason.

The primordial essence, primordial energy and primordial spirit are all extremely active.

The three flow and change naturally, but there is no tendency to cohere.

The young man didn't care. He just walked forward, taking steps according to the sword techniques.

The three talents of a person circulate in the body, and the inspiration changes, which is quite interesting.

Just like playing!

Zhongzhou Prefecture City.

The towering city wall stands tall.

Below the plaque on the tower, there hangs a Bagua mirror.

There are statues of Chaofeng and Jiaotu on the left and right sides of the tower.

But when they saw the young Taoist appear, the Chaofeng statue felt like it wanted to pull its feet off the city wall, turn around and run away. But unfortunately, it was a statue, and its nature was just like Chaofeng himself. It liked high places very much. The city wall was the highest place nearby, and the view was the broadest, so it naturally didn't want to run away.

"Oh no, that Xuanmen disciple is here again!" This is Chao Feng.

"Oh no, that guy is here again!" This is Jiaotu.

They looked at each other.

Qi Qi pretended not to recognize him.

Seeing the young Taoist coming.

So they all looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, pretending to be no different from real clay sculptures.

Entering the city again, Qi Wuhuo raised his head and looked at the two dragon statues over there. He felt that they were still paying attention to him, but this time they were disguised very well. Only Qi Wuhuo's spirit could feel the two gazes glancing at him consciously, but the naked eye could not see it.

The young Taoist thought about it, but this time he did not bow.

He only relied on a trick to enter the city, and then dispersed. The streets were made of large pieces of bluestone slabs spliced ​​together. They were usually covered with dust, but they looked even more quiet when the rain came. Qi Wuhuo held an umbrella and went to the street according to his memory. From afar, he saw the unique "Know-Nothing" among the many fortune tellers with a very arrogant tone.

Qi Wuhuo walked away, just like before, as if he had entered another world, isolated from the mundane world.

Put the umbrella next to you, against the table.

Sitting at the table, this time the fortune teller did not lie on the table and sleep lazily like last time. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at the rain clouds in the sky. Although they were gathering, the rain did not fall. When he noticed Qi Wuhuo, he raised his eyes and looked at the young man. He seemed to understand the sudden increase in the vitality and essence in the young Taoist's body, and smiled slightly and said, "Oh?"

“The hindrance to knowledge and understanding has been broken.”

"After a night of meditation and breathing, I have gathered my vital energy into my heart."

“Good qualifications.”

"It seems that you already know where you went wrong yesterday?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Yes."

The fortune teller smiled and asked, "Well, as I said before, let me ask the first question again."

The young Taoist restrained his expression and asked, "It wasn't yesterday, it was last year, what happened?"

The fortune teller looked at the young Taoist and replied:

"Last year, a [guest star] invaded the constellation of Altair."

"Gone in one day."

Last year, a guest star passed through the night sky and spent one day in the Ox Constellation, one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations.

The young Taoist lowered his eyes.

The fortune teller pointed his finger at Qi Wuhuo and said with a smile:

"【Guest Star】, it's you."