Lin Hai opened the Qiankun bag in his wallet dejectedly.
Now that Xiao Nezha has sent it to me, I want to see the difference between the "Tao Te Ching" read by these gods and those that can be found everywhere on the Internet.
In the square grid, a blue book with a very simple cover is placed there quietly.
Tao Te Ching: written by Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun, Taoist spiritual method of cultivating immortality. Level: God level.
puff!
What what? Cultivation of the Immortal Mental Technique, or God Level?
Lin Hai almost jumped out of bed!
Damn it, is it true? If this is true, wouldn’t my brother be rich?
Lin Hai reads online novels when he has nothing to do. Don’t those cultivators in Xianxia all start their journey to becoming immortals by acquiring awesome immortal cultivation techniques?
Then if this "Tao Te Ching" is also the so-called skill in the novel, doesn't it mean that the elder brother can also become an immortal?
So damn inspiring!
Lin Hai directly extracted the Tao Te Ching.
Do you practice?
Practice!
With a flash of blue light, the "Tao Te Ching" disappeared into Lin Hai's hands.
"The Tao can be explained, but it is not Tao. The name can be named, but it is not named. The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth. The name is the mother of all things. Therefore, I always have no desire to observe its wonders..."
A large piece of golden seal script text appeared in Lin Hai's mind. The strangest thing was that Lin Hai completely understood its meaning, as if these words were written by himself.
Unknowingly, Lin Hai sat cross-legged, with his palms upward, asking his nose and mouth, and his mouth and heart, and entered a state of enlightenment.
The bright moonlight shone on Lin Hai's body from the window, as if it turned into particles of joy, pouring into Lin Hai's major acupuncture points with pure purity.
"Huh? Such a strong essence of the moon!" Chu Lin'er, who was playing backgammon, was suddenly startled.
Turning his head to look around, he saw Lin Hai sitting there, feeling an indescribable sense of sacred solemnity.
And the scattered brilliance of the moon seemed to have encountered a huge magnet, rushing into Lin Hai's body.
"That's weird, is he practicing?" Chu Lin'er frowned slightly, thoughtfully.
Lin Hai sat there until early the next morning before he woke up leisurely.
Slowly opening his eyes, a ray of light flashed away, like a fleeting shadow.
"Later stage of Xiantian!" Lin Hai was shocked!
After one night of practice, I actually jumped directly from the innate primary level to the late innate level!
This "Tao Te Ching" is indeed a priceless treasure!
But soon, Lin Hai shook his head again, smiling bitterly in his heart.
No wonder there have been no gods in the mortal world for so many years, and even those ancient martial arts masters rarely appear.
The loss of the skills is certainly one aspect, but the thinness of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is probably the main reason.
It can be said that Lin Hai's current understanding of the Tao Te Ching is no different from that of Taishang Laojun. If it were in ancient times, Lin Hai should be able to break through the innate stage and enter the Qi Condensation stage overnight.
But now, with the god-level mind method in hand and 100% comprehension, it has just reached the late stage of innateness.
"Your strength seems to have improved?" Chu Lin'er glanced at Lin Hai strangely, "How did you do it?"
"Hey, my brother's strength stopped improving one day, what's the fuss about?" Lin Hai got up and went to wash up.
"Old man, I'm going shopping, are you going to go?" After breakfast, Song Qin asked Lin Wen who was reading the newspaper on the sofa.
"No, what's there to see?" Lin Wen raised his neck and said in a rough voice.
"You damn old man, you can't talk properly, Ah Hua, bite him!" Song Qin got angry when she saw Lin Wen's look like that.
"Woof woof!" Ahua, wearing a floral dress, shouted fiercely at Lin Wen.
"You damn dog! Let Qiangzi come back and beat you to death!" Lin Wen threw the newspaper down angrily. People bullied him, and this dog also bullied him.
"Come on, come on, our A-hua is not afraid of him. When he comes, we will bite him too, right, A-hua." Song Qin knelt down and hugged A-hua's head, and said affectionately.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuahah…” Ah Hua knew how to please Song Qin, and she immediately started to act coquettishly towards Song Qin.
"Humph, I don't believe it anymore, Xiao Hai, call your apprentice and ask him to come over!" Lin Wen said angrily.
"Forget it, Dad."
"No, your mother is out with this damn dog. I'm so bored myself. You ask your apprentice to come over and accompany me."
Lin Hai was speechless for a while, isn't this an old kid?
With no other choice, Lin Hai called Bald Qiang.
"Master, haha, I have mastered the first form of Foshan Shadowless Kick, hahaha!" Before Lin Hai could speak, Bald Qiang's excited laughter came from the other end of the phone.
Let me rub it, is it real or fake?
Bald Qiang would have confused Lin Hai.
This kid is not like me, who can learn it in a little while. If he wants to learn martial arts, he must learn it step by step. How can it be so fast?
Mad, is this guy really a martial arts wizard?
Lin Hai suddenly became curious.
"Drive over here." Lin Hai hung up the phone, and after a while, Bald Qiang arrived.
"Master! Hahaha... Ouch!" Bald Qiang got out of the car, but before he could react, Lin Hai punched him.
Bald Qiang subconsciously shook his head, twisted his body, and swung his right leg up, heading straight for Lin Hai's chest, fast and hard.
"I'll wipe it, okay!" Lin Hai jumped back with a look of disbelief on his face.
Bald Qiang's kick, both in strength and speed, was almost as good as his own before today.
"Um...what's wrong with your eyes and your legs?" Lin Hai suddenly realized that there was something wrong with Bald Qiang.
I saw a bald head with two big eye circles, which were jet black. At first glance, he looked like a black cat sergeant.
Two legs are even weirder.
The left leg is high and the right leg is low. He walks with a limp. He looks like a lame.
"Um...Master, I was so excited yesterday. I practiced according to the secret book for a day and a night, and now I am like this." Bald Qiang touched his big head in embarrassment.
puff!
Damn, this guy worked too hard, he didn't even rest all day and all night.
"Master, take a look again, how is my leg? Ada!!!" Bald Qiang slightly bent his left leg, raised his right foot, and kicked three points in a row, quickly and powerfully!
"Bullshit, Foshan Shadowless Kick is a Kung Fu from Wong Fei Hung. Are you imitating Bruce Lee's method of calling Gan Mao?" Lin Hai scolded, but in his heart he had a hint of admiration for Bald Qiang.
Practicing hard day and night, not everyone can do this. It seems that Bald Qiang still has some perseverance.
"Very good, he is considered a martial arts master!" Lin Hai praised sincerely.
"Haha, really?" I didn't think so. Lin Hai's compliment made Bald Qiang so excited. A man in his forties could jump so high!
"Ouch!" This time, I was so happy that I felt sad. When my feet touched the ground, my left leg suddenly became weak, and my bald head fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"Uh... Just pretend I didn't say what I just said." Lin Hai's face was filled with black lines. Damn it, he could fall to the ground with just a jump. There is no such martial arts master, even a child.
Bald Qiang is also very embarrassed.
"Master, I have been practicing for too long. My left leg is a supporting leg and it bears too much weight, so it is swollen." Bald Qiang said, pulling up his trouser leg.
"I'll wipe it!" Lin Hai was startled. Bald Qiang's left leg was swollen like a pillar and was covered with bruises.
Damn it, if you keep practicing like this, let alone becoming a martial arts master, this leg will become useless!
Damn it, I still want to be Wong Fei-hung, but I’m so stupid that I’ve become a ghost kicker.
"Huh? Wait!" Speaking of Guijiaoqi, Lin Hai suddenly remembered something!