Flowers bloom and fall, autumn passes and spring comes, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, a group of children were seen playing in Hemu Village. Among them was a child who was a full head taller than other children of the same age. The child had the head of a tiger, and his eyes were big and round, and he was very energetic.

But the strange thing is that the child did not play with those children, but just stared blankly into the distance.

"Yi Han, why don't you go play with other children?" Taoist Master Xuanzhen said.

"It's not fun to play with them. By the way, Master, the other children have parents. Where are my parents?"

"Your parents have gone to a far away place. They will come back when you grow up and become sensible."

It is said that after Xiao Xiaoqiu left, the child never cried again, did not like to laugh, and had a particularly stubborn personality.

Looking at the child's often indifferent eyes and thinking of the child's life experience and future life, Taoist priest Xuanzhen suddenly remembered in his mind a song that Jin Keci sang before King Qin left: The wind is rustling and the water is cold.

, when a strong man is gone and never comes back, he takes one of them, Yi Han, and the child's mother happens to be of poor temperament, so Taoist priest Xuanzhen names the child Xiao Yihan.

It is said that in the past three years, Taoist priest Xuanzhen pooped and pooped, and with the help of the villagers, Xiao Yihan grew up day by day.

Taoist Priest Xuanzhen saw that the child had a withdrawn personality, so he wanted him to play with other children of the same age so that he could find a little happiness. However, things went against his wishes. Xiao Yihan didn't like playing with those children at all, and would just stand there staring into the distance in a daze.

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Seeing Xiao Yihan like this, Taoist Priest Xuanzhen thought to himself: "Instead of doing this, it is better to implement my plan as soon as possible."

It turns out that when Taoist Priest Xuanzhen promised Xiao Xiaoqiu to adopt Xiao Yihan, he knew through his birth date and facial features that this child would have some unusual experiences in the future. Therefore, Taoist Priest Xuanzhen wanted to train Xiao Yihan wholeheartedly so that he would be able to handle it when the time came.

All kinds of disasters. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, it is because this dragon is not strong enough. Now Taoist Master Xuanzhen just wants to train Xiao Yihan into a real strong dragon.

So in the early morning in Hemu Village, I saw an old man walking with immortal wind, followed by a child running closely behind him. After an hour like this, I saw the old man stopped on a piece of grass, and started to ignore the child.

While doing Tai Chi, the child watched and started to make gestures slowly, but his movements were completely different from that of the old man.

After doing a set of Tai Chi, the old man asked the boy to hold a bowl of water on his head and squat on a horse. Within a few minutes, the boy was shaking all over and couldn't stand. Naturally, water spilled all over his body, but the old man didn't care at all.

, let it still stand in a good posture.

About a quarter of an hour later, the old man and the child went back to the house. An hour after breakfast, the voices of an old man and a young man came from the wooden house. The old man said something, and the young man repeated it. Listen carefully.

It was the Three-Character Sutra. After two hours of this, the old man took the child outside the house, pointed to a small pit next to it, and said: "Stand in the pit, jump up, and after jumping a hundred times, go back to the house to eat.

." After saying that, he walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

I saw the child jumping out of the pit one by one. At first, the child jumped very easily, but after jumping more than a dozen times, the child began to gasp a little, but the child still kept jumping, and finally jumped straight.

His head was sweating profusely, his face was red, and he was still counting in his mouth while dancing. When he finished the last dance, he saw the child lying on the ground tiredly, gasping for air. At this time, he heard a voice coming from inside the house: "

Cross your legs, touch the tip of your tongue to the roof of your mouth, exhale and inhale." The child sat cross-legged on the spot obediently, and followed the old man's instructions. Within a few minutes, the child's complexion returned to calm, and his breathing returned to normal.

"Okay, come in and eat."

Starting from the afternoon, I heard the voices of an old man and a young man coming from the house: "The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. It can be named, but it is not named. The nameless beginning of heaven and earth; the name is the mother of all things. Therefore, there is nothing. I want to see its wonder;

There are often people who want to watch their movements. These two people have the same origin but different names, and they are both called mysterious. Mysterious and mysterious, they are the door to all mysteries..." Listen carefully and you will hear that the two of them are actually reciting the Tao Te Ching.

Only recitation without explanation.

Before dinner, I saw the child carrying a small bucket to the creek outside the village to fetch water. However, after a while, I saw the child stumbled into the house carrying half a bucket of water, picked up the bucket and poured the water into a mouthful.

After going back and forth like this for ten times, the old man took out a wooden basin, poured some hot water into it, and then mixed in some cold water. He tested the water temperature with his hands, then took off the child's clothes and dipped it in with a towel.

Wipe the child's body with water. At first, the water temperature was relatively hot. Then the old man wiped the child's body with a towel while adding cold water into the tub. However, after a while, the water in the tub became freezing cold. You should know that

The water near Hanas is made from melted snow, and its coldness is by no means as cold as tap water. At first, the child was shivering from the cold, but after a while, the child's body was filled with steam and his skin was red.

Beads of sweat covered the whole body. After the heat dissipated from the child, the old man wiped the child dry, took out a set of clean clothes and handed them over. The child quickly put on the clothes and joined the old man.

I went out to eat at someone else's house.

After dinner, the two returned to the house and saw the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed and beginning to meditate. The child also sat cross-legged on a small bed like the old man, with his hands on his knees holding a piece of hair.

Just like that, I breathed and breathed. Within two hours, I saw the child tilted his head and put it on the bed and fell asleep. Then I saw the old man got up and came forward, put the child in a sleeping position, and saw the old man stretched out his palm.

It was only one centimeter away from the child's body, and it looked extremely laborious to move up and down. After a quarter of an hour, the old man wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He didn't expect that the child's inner strength had improved so rapidly. At this moment, his face showed

Smiling, he looked at the sleeping child with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!