Chapter 824 The Secret of the Sacrifice

I don’t know if I was stimulated by the Tianguan Juque chapter mentioned by Grandmaster Luo Chenzi, but I couldn’t fall asleep again after I returned home.

Even though the body is tired, the spirit is in an extreme state of excitement.

I couldn't sleep, so I simply got up, tucked Wu Shuang and Xiao Zhi into bed, took a kerosene lantern and sat down on the cobblestone steps outside the door, smoking and dazing.

After Lao Bai and the others were settled by the Fourteenth Patriarch, they probably went back to the house to sleep. The lights in several rooms were turned off, and the house was dark and completely silent.

At some point, the wind started blowing.

The air smelled of moist earth, and it must be raining soon.

I like the smell of the mountains at this time, it always makes people calm down. Leaning against the doorpost, closing your eyes and breathing in the slightly cold air, people also calm down, breathing evenly, as if they are asleep, but in their minds

But the sacrificial inscriptions in the Tianguan Juque chapter appeared involuntarily.

I don’t know how many times I have read that article. Even if I can’t read it, I clearly remember the shape, structure, and even every gesture of the memorial text.

However, after it emerged in my mind at this moment, it gave me a different feeling.

They... seem to be alive!

Every sacrificial inscription has an inexplicable charm, which is simple and profound.

That feeling is very familiar!!

It's just like……

It’s like the feeling I got when I watched my master boxing!!

At that time, he seemed to be no longer a person, but perfectly integrated with the sky above his head and the earth under his feet, like wind, fire, mountains, and abyss. Every move and every move was like a sea.

It has an inexplicable sense of beauty. In the words of Brother Yao Zi, this is no longer boxing, but Tao.

I tried to imitate it, but the same punches looked vulgar when I hit them. Although they were not imitating others, they were probably similar. Even Wushuang, who had always stood by my side without any brains, said after seeing it, one was an immortal and the other

It's a fight to kill a man. My master's attack was full of immortality, but my attack showed murderous intent. They are not on the same level.

I asked my master why there was such a huge difference. There was no deviation in every move and every move I made.

My master said with a smile, I have stopped all thoughts now and am pure and motionless. So I can see the world when I close my eyes, and my words and deeds are naturally the way this world is.

I was puzzled and asked again.

My master touched my head and said seriously that waking up in a dream is cultivation.

I vaguely seemed to have grasped something, but my understanding was too low. Fortunately, I had some stubborn persistence, so I followed my master and kept asking questions.

My master has probably never seen such a seeker of Taoism. He was as helpless as Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. He sat down and asked me. I saw that there are many books in your bookcase. In addition to your family's notebooks and Taoist scriptures,

There are some other books, have you read them carefully?

I said I had seen it.

My master asked me again, before you look at this flower, this flower and your heart are silent. When you look at this flower, the color of this flower becomes clear for a moment. Then you know that this flower is not outside your heart. What does this sentence mean?

I said that this quote comes from Wang Yangming’s biography. It roughly means that when you don’t see the flower, you and the flower have no influence on each other and both exist silently. When you see the flower, its color makes you wonder.

You are pleasing to the eye, and this flower is known to outsiders because of its color.

My master asked again, is this all?

I said, this means that it is up to me to decide whether flowers can disturb my heart. If my heart is at peace, no matter how stormy or treacherous the waves are, I will be at peace.

My master kept looking at my expression, then shook his head and said that I actually didn’t understand.

I said, does this have anything to do with the feeling of "Tao" achieved through boxing?

My master said that in fact, the Chinese people are all knowledgeable about everything, be it Confucianism or Taoism, they all lead to the same goal through different paths. Even if Buddha came to China, he would have to integrate these things before he could spread them widely. The original way would not work.

, so there is the saying of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. It is because of this that the Buddhas in China today are different from those in surrounding Buddhist areas. These things all have a common characteristic - they are all summed up by predecessors.

Every word a person says is actually a summary and perception of his own life. The meaning of the words is clearly there, and anyone can understand it. But understanding it does not mean it is.

I really understand, only when life reaches that point, looking back, suddenly enlightened, tears streaming down my face, that feeling cannot be expressed in words, nor can I understand it even if I explain it. The so-called "Tao" is actually the same thing.

"I seem to understand why I can't understand the Tianguan Juque Sutra and the Xuanhuang Nine Burial Sutras. They are exactly the same as Tao!"

I opened my eyes and murmured to myself: "In the last two articles, it is no longer accurate to say that they are sacrificial texts!! They... are actually summed up by the Tianguanmen in the past, just like talismans.

The Liguan condensed his understanding of the earth's veins and the way of the Liguan in those sacrificial inscriptions. Perhaps one word can explain many mysterious and obscure mysteries! Just like what my master said about Chinese culture.

, I can’t understand it, because my realm has not reached it. This realm has nothing to do with my Taoism, but my state of mind. As my master said, waking up in a dream is practice.

In fact, I don’t even have to take the initiative to learn it, and no one can teach me those sacrificial inscriptions. Once I reach that level, I will naturally understand them!

No wonder my dad never wants to teach me. In fact...it’s not that he doesn’t teach me, it’s probably that he himself doesn’t understand it either!!”

Thinking of that slightly fat man, I felt sad. I didn’t know where he and my mother were wandering now. After a moment of silence, I silently got up and went back to the house, leaving only a sigh of sadness: "A Book of Ten Thousand Burials, from elementary school to high school."

, but ended up learning it all wrong, and it was wasted for twenty years! The inheritance of Li Guan is indeed broken, even if I don’t want to admit it, but now I realize that the real wealth of Li Guan is not the various things recorded in the Book of Ten Thousand Burials.

The weird method of burying people is... the memorial text itself!! It seems that I have to read it from the beginning and learn it carefully..."

"..."

The next day, I went to the main hall on time at night. Grandmaster Luo Chenzi was already waiting for me there. Because of me, the Fourteenth Patriarch had no choice but to move away even if he wanted to teach Xiaozhi.

Of course I am enthusiastic about the teachings of this legendary patriarch.

He mentioned that I am both a disciple of Taoism and a descendant of the Liguan. I am probably the only person in thousands of years who can combine the skills of Taoism and the ability of the Liguan.

, I completely agree with what he said. I can’t learn the inner alchemy of Qingwei Dao, but Taoism is the most important thing about cultivating the mind. I think Taoism...may be the key to unlocking the treasure passed down by the ritual officials.

!

Of course, I am also very interested in some Taoist stunts, and it would be perfect to learn both tricks from the master.

But... the result was disappointing!!

This grandmaster didn't teach me any special skills at all, he was actually telling me... the human body environment in the eyes of Taoists.

To put it bluntly, this is called the art of Qihuang, which is also a medical skill!!

I finally understand why my master did not become a defender of demons and monsters, but instead became a doctor. The root cause is here!!

I carefully told the founder that my personality prefers to rush forward and is not suitable for being a nanny in the back. I just want to find my parents and kill those two bastards, Prince Shui and Xing Wei.

Yes, don’t forget your original intention, that’s it.

I don’t want to change my career halfway and become a doctor...

It's a pity that this grandmaster didn't care about my dissatisfaction. He even seemed to not see me at all. He sat cross-legged on the futon and explained to me the yin and yang of the human body, muscles and pulses, Xing Qi, etc.

etc……

At dawn, he asked me to go back and come again tomorrow.

I have made up my mind not to come. Time is precious to me. I don’t know when my enemies will come. I can only become stronger as soon as possible. After discovering the secrets of the Ten Thousand Burial Scriptures and the Sacrificial Scriptures, I am now studying them again.

If you carefully observe and comprehend the things contained in each sacrificial inscription, how can you find the time to learn the art of discriminating yellow?

Encourage people to study medicine, especially Chinese medicine!

As a result, when I went back to take a nap, a bamboo stick fell down on my head and face. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Brother Yaozi.

I didn't know why, so I asked him what was going on, but he didn't say anything and just hit me with the bamboo stick.

I was so angry that I jumped down and started to sign with him. He immediately said that it was my master who asked him to whip me. I immediately retracted my outstretched fist and just ran away with my head in my hands until I was beaten until my whole body was covered with black and blue edges.

Son, he stopped panting and said expressionlessly, "Let me learn from my master. This is my master's order. My master is in a special situation. He came out to teach me this time and paid a big price. If I don't learn well,

If you want to learn, my master will come out of seclusion in person to whip me...

After being punished, I became honest. That night, I went to the main hall with my head hanging down.

Then...this became a required course for me every night...

At the beginning, I studied the family method of my master very seriously.

Later, I gradually became serious and... more and more serious!!

Because I gradually realized that this Patriarch... didn't seem to be teaching me the art of Qi Huang, he was actually guiding me to break through the alchemy level!!
Chapter completed!