Chapter 183 Golden Pill Turns to Spring and Autumn

Author: Keyu

Chapter 183 Golden Pill Turns to Spring and Autumn

The smallest two are easy to fool, but the big ones may not be the case. If you don’t say it clearly, you won’t stop today.

"Master..." Xiyan wanted to speak but stopped.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "How many years ago, my eyebrows were broken, so my golden elixir was broken, and the road ahead was cut off. Did you know this today? What's the point of keeping the broken patterns? "

Master has never deceived others. I have always believed in me and I have seen you in my heart.

"And to be honest, I often feel that the golden elixir is revived recently..." Before Ling Feng finished speaking, Xi Yan was so excited that he grabbed the master's wrist: "Really?"

Ling Feng looked at the always steady disciple with a funny look, letting him grab him, and gently patted his other hand on the elbow of the inkstone: "Master has lie a few times? But at present, there are only some specious feelings. I originally wanted to wait for a while to be completely sure and repair some cracks before telling you so that you can be happy, but I didn't expect that it would be drawn to you so early."

"Ah! Ah!..." Xi Yan was so happy that his words were out of tune. The other disciples also rushed to explore Ling Fan's meridians. They didn't care at all, and they didn't think about it. At most, they were building foundations. How could they find the cultivation of the Qingjindan Zhenren?

Ling Feng's arms were raised by his disciples, both funny and moved. It was not good to stop anyone, and he didn't listen to him. He had to sigh deliberately: "Oh, I don't know whether the teacher feels right or wrong. If I feel wrong, it would be a joke! Wouldn't everyone be happy at that time? If outsiders learn that, they must laugh at me, Ling, and he is arrogant and lying."

"Everyone retreat and let the third brother come!" Rusong couldn't squeeze up, so he simply called everyone down. They couldn't even do this in exploring the Dantian of the Jindan monk. However, Yun Qing had to come to explore the spiritual state.

Yun Qing turned around his master twice, then reversed twice, but had nowhere to start. He was proficient in spiritual exploration, but he had no experience in running the golden elixir. For the first time, he hated that his cultivation level was too low and he could not provide any opinions.

"Master, you are a young monk in Jindan. What's the point of being a little more frivolous! Ha!" Ming Yan also followed Yun Qing, with each word with a joyful smile.

"Yes!" Even Zhisu, who had always been calm, rarely agreed with Brother Six's point of view. "Master, if you say you feel it, you must be wrong!...How good is that!" The senior brothers saw a child-like expression of expectation on his small and serious face for the first time.

"Master, how do you feel now?" Yun Qing stopped and turned around and stared at Master carefully.

"That's... the golden elixir that was originally stagnant turned slightly, and there seemed to be little spiritual energy that could be circulated through the golden elixir. As for how it recovers, it's still far away. Now I dare not say that it's much better than before. However, the dead energy used to be stagnant and obstructed, but now there is a little movement or two, which is always a good thing." Ling Feng frankly described his feelings.

Yun Qing's eyes lit up:

"Although my disciple is only in the early stage of foundation building, he also has some knowledge of the classics of the Golden Elixir. I have read the "Wuzhen Pian" that those who have golden elixirs must know the heart inside and outside, and flow well, and then achieve the perfect and bright true spirit. My disciple is shallow, but I understand the word "tong"."

When disciples such as Xiyan and Rusong heard Yun Qing's words, their eyes were all bright, and their expressions were as if they were staring at some rare treasure.

The golden elixir, which used to be without any movement, is now moving and can also guide the circulation of spiritual energy. Even if it is just a little bit, it is a sign of improvement!

That's right!

Even though Ling Feng was extremely close to his disciples, he also made the eager eyes of several children feel uncomfortable. He shrank his shoulders slightly, brushed his back of his hands across his eyebrows, turned his face slightly, cleared his throat and said, "Well, this is not so good! Everyone is so restless! The master told you to cultivate your mind and nourish your qi in vain?"

The disciples couldn't help laughing when they heard the last word of the master's force.

Xiyan took his junior brothers to salute respectfully, and said with a smile: "Yes! Master has taught me! But please understand the disciples and others' desire for truth."

"Brother is right!" Yun Qing's joy was beyond words, "Following its origin and exploring its essence is my duty as a cultivator."

"Master, your golden elixir has its own source, and it is also silted... In short, it is not a bad thing! It is a good thing!" Zhisu nodded and emphasized again: "Good thing!"

Zhisu's tone made everyone laugh—this tone is almost the same as Lao Ba! It's true that he is a brother!

In the evening, when Youli, Shouxuan and Aunt Caizhu also learned that Ling Feng Jindan had been moving, it was unnecessary to say that the surprise was. Aunt Caizhu was happy and panicked, and had no idea. She made two moves, clapped her hands and stomped her feet, and even left the food alone, ran back to the Handan Garden to burn incense.

Lao Ba and Xiao Jiu who stayed in Zhiweitang jumped so hard that they almost broke through the roof. The excited shouts and screams shocked him to find that the birds near Zhiweitang were flying around in a burst of "floating".

The brothers covered their ears and laughed.

"Oh, I want my aunt to add some food! Look, I haven't eaten it, this..." Ling Feng sighed. The disciples were even more happy. They saw that the master's tidy robe was rubbed into a mess. The left waist was rubbed by Lao Ba's mouth, and the two bright claw-shaped soup stains on the right cuff were the result of Xiao Jiu's pounce.

Our Shaoqing Mountain, our Shaoqing Mountain!

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The stars change, spring goes, autumn comes.

The water in the deer stream has dried up and rises, rising and hangs. Although the Fuxiangju House in Laoya Ping of Shaoqing Mountain is vacant, the wintersweet inside and outside the courtyard still smells fragrant every year. Regardless of whether anyone comes or not, the leaves are relaxed and branches are thrust calmly according to the season.

The white peaches and red fu in the small courtyard bloomed and fell three times. There were three more celadon jars of pickled plums along the wall of Zhiweitang.

Three years passed by.

In the Nanyu Valley, on the largest acacia tree, two figures suddenly soared into the sky, bringing out the rain of flowers and flowers in the sky.

The golden stamens in the air, like rain falling, reflect the bright sunshine, lightly scattered, brilliantly shining, as wonderful as dreams.

Unfortunately, no one came to appreciate such a beautiful artistic conception. The two figures were just leaping forward, not caring about how many flowers and plants were trampled behind them.

A small figure stalked in front of him was like a storm, with thin claws and long claws. When they fell, they were squeaking and screaming. It turned out to be a little white-eared macaque.

Although the little fat man following closely behind was slightly round, he was also flexible and tight, like a projectile, and his speed was not much slower than that of the little white-eared macaque. He also breathed as usual, calm and relaxed, and he was not at all exhausted.
Chapter completed!