"The fetal movement is the beginning, the five qi are the basis, the yin and yang are reversed, and the hole is empty and the sky is around."
Liang Yan recited the opening spells of the Dao Sword Sutra in a low voice, while secretly raising his Qi in his body and performing the exercises according to the instructions in the sutra.
Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, the moon was already in the atrium. Liang Yan was sitting cross-legged in meditation, his mind as calm as water. Just when he fell into a state of forgetfulness, he suddenly felt a sudden jump in his Dantian, and then a warm current came from it.
Liang Yan was really overjoyed at this moment. He was not a young boy who had just started cultivating. He naturally knew that this warm current came from the spiritual power of his Dantian. After many days, he felt the spiritual power coming from his Dantian again, which made him almost
All of a sudden he screamed out uncontrollably.
But he also knew that he could not give up halfway at this moment. He immediately cheered up and carefully guided this spiritual power to operate according to the methods recorded in the scriptures.
However, just when Liang Yan had circulated this spiritual power for less than half a day, he felt his aura suddenly drained, and then the spiritual power also turned from strong to weak, and actually gradually dissipated in his body.
"what happened!"
Liang Yan was shocked. The little spiritual power he had just generated with great difficulty had already dissipated in his body in just a few breaths!
"Is there something wrong with the method I'm running?"
Liang Yan suddenly had such an idea in his mind, but after a moment he shook his head in self-denial and said to himself: "I am obviously operating according to the method in the scriptures, there should be no deviation at all."
He racked his brains and couldn't think of a reason, so he simply skipped the beginning and took a closer look. However, he was shocked to find that there was something weird everywhere in the "Tao Sword Sutra". Many routes of spiritual power were unfamiliar and difficult to follow, and some
The place is even imaginative.
For example, one of the movement methods actually jumps directly from the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand to the Gallbladder Meridian of the Foot Shaoyang. This is something that is impossible to achieve in the eyes of a cultivator with a little common sense.
Another example is that the first acupuncture point that appears in the scripture is actually called "Jianchong Point". Although Liang Yan is not a major practitioner who has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, he also knows that human monks only have a total of 720 acupoints all over their bodies. These 720 acupoints
The ten acupoints are the foundation of thousands of human skills, but there is only one acupoint like "Jianchong Point"!
"Could it be that I got a fake scripture?"
He failed to practice the "Tao Sword Sutra" many times, and he couldn't help but become a little suspicious. But then he thought about it, and he clearly got this sutra from the Yunxiao Fairyland, so there was no possibility of fraud. In addition, Lao Jin had also confirmed it at that time, and he
It is truly passed down from those who seek the truth, and it absolutely cannot be a piece of fake scripture.
Thinking of Lao Jin, Liang Yan couldn't help but sigh secretly. Ever since he released the third golden feather in the dead man's tomb, he had never shown any breath. If it weren't for the trace of indifference between him and himself,
The master and servant felt that Liang Yan really thought that Lao Jin had died and disappeared.
"Well, I have nothing to do now, so why not try a few more times."
Liang Yan sighed softly, sat cross-legged on the bed, and started running the exercises mentioned in the scriptures again. Not long after this time, only half an hour later, another spiritual power surged out of his dantian.
However, Liang Yan's state of mind was very peaceful at the moment, and he was still guiding this spiritual power step by step to circulate through the major meridians in his body.
But this time it was faster than the last time. Within a few breaths, the aura around him was drained again, and the trace of spiritual power that had just been generated immediately dissipated.
Liang Yan felt annoyed for a while, but he persisted in activating the magic formula again. As the spiritual power was born, another spiritual power dissipated. He felt that at this moment, he was like a drowning person.
A mortal finally saw a life-saving rope, but every time he pulled hard, he found that the back of the rope was broken into two parts, and he could not be brought to the shore at all.
Just when he failed to run the technique for the seventh time, he suddenly felt a burst of hot air blowing onto his face. Liang Yan was startled and immediately opened his eyes and looked forward.
He saw a man's face that was as sharp as an axe, just a few inches in front of his head, and a pair of eyes as black as ink, looking at him quietly.
"Dumb?"
Liang Yan was surprised. He had been practicing for several hours since he returned to the room. It was already late at night, and Ah-Dai had already gone to bed early. Why did he suddenly come to him now?
It was cold in the valley, and the moonlight in the second half of the night passed through the window like hoarfrost, shining on Liang Yan's bedside and also on Ah-Dai's face. His eyes, as dark as ink, were like a mouthful in the cold moonlight.
In the deep pool, Liang Yan just looked at him and felt that he was sinking into it, and he felt like he couldn't extricate himself.
"Dumb. Who are you?"
Liang Yan didn't know why he asked this, but he always felt that Ah-Dai at this moment was different from usual. Although he still looked like a mortal, there was a vague and unexplainable feeling of depth.
At this moment, Ah-Dai was squatting on Liang Yan's bed, but did not answer his question. Instead, he shook his head and said something very abrupt:
"wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Liang Yan made Monk Zhang Er scratch his head and didn't understand what he was talking about at all.
But the next moment, Ah-Dai suddenly stretched out his right hand, pointed under his chest, and then said:
"This is not right!"
While he was speaking, his fingers were not idle. He lightly stroked the air and said, "That should be it."
"What!"
Liang Yan's heart moved. The place where Ah-Dai pointed just now was exactly the place where his spiritual power first started to operate when he was practicing the "Tao Sword Sutra".
Somehow, he actually felt a bit of expectation and excitement for this ordinary mortal without any spiritual power. He swallowed unconsciously, straightened up, and wanted to hear what Dumb continued to say.
However, Ah-Dai suddenly blinked his eyelids, and when he opened them again, the deep black color in his eyes had faded, and he became as confused as usual again.
Then he saw this dumb guy kicking his legs, and regardless of Liang Yan's surprised look, he lay back on his bed and fell asleep instantly!
Liang Yan never expected that this man only said three sentences, and each sentence did not exceed five words.
"Brother Dumb?"
He reluctantly stepped forward and pushed Ah-Dai, trying to wake him up from his bed. However, Ah-Dai seemed to have made up his mind to sleep here to death. No matter how hard Liang Yan pushed him, he still fell asleep.
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Liang Yan worked hard for a long time, and finally had no choice but to give up. He leaned on the bed and looked at the man in front of him in confusion. Although this man was extremely handsome, he had a scar on his left eyelid that ran all the way to his chin, which was inconsistent with this calm man.
The watery moonlight is out of place and has a rather ferocious flavor.
"Who is this person? Is the stroke on his fingertip just now a method of operation in the Dao Sword Sutra? Why is it completely different from what is said in the sutra? Or is the stroke he started with just a coincidence?"
Liang Yan had many doubts in his heart at this moment, but unfortunately Ah-Dai had already fallen deep into sleep, and he had no way to ask. In the end, he could only lean against the wall beside the bed and fall asleep deeply.