When Langting saw Xuanhuang and Gongliang finished talking, he walked up to him and planned to ask for a cup of tea.
Although Gongliang already has the tea leaves sent by Xuanhuang in his hands, they are not his own after all. Now while he is in a good mood, he might be able to get some from his hand. This is a treasure that cannot be bought even with spiritual stones!
But as soon as he walked up, he saw a tall, sturdy young man walking in front of Xuanhuang in a daze from outside and said, "Grandpa Turtle, Gu'er came to play with you."
Lang Ting's eyes narrowed slightly. He was cautious even when he entered this place, for fear of falling into it. Why did this young man get in by himself?
When Xuanhuang saw the person coming, he lowered his head and asked, "How are you doing with what I taught you?"
Gu'er patted his chest and said, "Gu'er has practiced really well. He practiced even at night while sleeping."
"Then go to the side and let me practice."
"oh..."
Gu'er responded, then walked to the huge turtle in Xuanhuang and lay down like it, and began to breathe, exhaling and inhaling, long and short, intermittently. After a while, he stopped breathing. But listen carefully,
You will find that his breath is still there, but it is as thin and soft as a small spring in the mountains, as if it is there or not.
Langting saw the way Xuanhuang treated the boy and realized that the two of them knew each other.
With Xuanhuang leading him, no wonder he was able to walk in from the outside unharmed.
Gong Liang looked at Gu'er with a strange look on his face.
He didn't expect to meet Gu'er here. He remembered that he left Dahuang and crossed the Biluo Sea into Dayu. He met Zhenniang and Feng Heng in Zhuya County. When he finally separated from them, he heard Zhenniang say that he wanted to go back to Dahuang.
Even if they came back from the wilderness, they should have returned to Daxia Qingyang Academy where Feng Heng practiced. How did they end up at the gate of Qingyang Academy? It's really confusing.
Perhaps seeing his confusion, Xuanhuang said: "This little thing is also unfortunate. He has the powerful body of the Huangren, but he is born with a disability and poor intelligence. Even if he repairs it with tea leaves, it will not help. The old turtle saw that he was pitiful, and
I taught him some breathing techniques. It’s rare to encounter a deserter in Qingyang Academy, and he’s of my Dahuang bloodline, so I can help him if I can.”
Xuanhuang may be old, or he may have been away from the wilderness for too long, and he is deeply homesick, so when he encounters things about the wilderness, he always has an inexplicable fondness for it.
Gongliang heard what he said and said: "I also know this child's parents. His mother is a girl from my Dayan tribe, and his father is from Qingyang Academy in Daxia. When he left Dahuang and came to Dongtu, he was in Zhuya County
I know them, and I heard that I wanted to go back to Dahuang to take a look, but I didn't expect to come here. Senior, I don't know when Gu'er will wake up, and I want him to take me to meet his parents."
"Just wait a while. I don't know how his parents taught him. He is all soft and weak, and he doesn't look like a deserter at all. You are good. You have a solid foundation. You should be able to achieve supreme status in the future. As for going further, you need understanding.
.But with the stupid brains of us desolate people, it is simply more difficult to achieve enlightenment than to reach the sky."
After hearing Xuanhuang's words, Gongliang smacked his lips and wanted to argue a few words, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Just be stupid! There are a few smart people in this world.
When Xuanhuang saw Gu'er's breath stabilized, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a puff of white mist to cover his body.
As he breathed, the white mist slowly entered his body and began to transform his body.
This mouthful of white mist was transformed into the true essence of the Xuanhuang Spin Turtle. You can imagine how precious it is. But now he sends it out without hesitation. You can imagine how much he likes Gu'er.
Lang Ting saw the right opportunity and stepped forward to worship: "Senior..."
"live."
Before Lang Ting could speak, Xuanhuang shouted angrily: "You people from Qingyang Academy, when you are not engaged in production all day long, you only know how to recite poems and compose poems and immerse yourself in practice, and you only know how to come to Lao Gui to ask for tea fruits and tea leaves.
But they don’t know that tea trees need to be watered by literary spirit to grow. Although there are inscriptions engraved by ancient Confucian articles in the forest of ancient steles, they have been circulated for so long, and the literary spirit in them has almost been exhausted. If there is no literary spirit to water the tea tree, where can I get tea for you?
?”
Langting was left speechless.
But Xuanhuang didn't let him go, and continued: "In the future, if you Qingyang Academy people come to ask for something, you must exchange it for articles, at least poems and poems at the national level. Otherwise, how can you raise ancient tea?
How to grow tea fruits and tea leaves? They want to get something for nothing every day, and today’s young people are becoming more and more outrageous.”
Considering Langting's status in Qingyang Academy, Xuanhuang taught him such a lesson that he was almost so angry that his forehead was filled with smoke.
If you can't beat it, you probably want to beat it to vent your anger.
It's just that Xuanhuang has been practicing for hundreds of years, and the turtle's body has been condensed. It's as hard as the Star Iron and can't be shaken. Even with its current cultivation level, he can't match it.
Besides, it is now located in the Forest of Eternal Steles and is the core of the Nine Layers of Yin and Yang Bagua Array. How can it be moved without being taught a lesson?
Moreover, what Xuanhuang said may not be unreasonable. The reason why the ancient tea trees in the Eternal Forest of Steles have the effect of increasing wisdom and clarifying the mind and nature is because they absorb the literary spirit of the articles engraved on the stone tablets by the ancient Confucians. Without the nourishment of literary spirit, the ancient tea trees will also
It's just an ordinary spiritual plant, it can't have such miraculous effects.
It's just that this old turtle talks too lightly. He always writes poems and essays about subjugating the country. How can it be so easy?
The poems and essays written by Confucian scholars all over the world are generally divided into five categories: first, they go out of the county, then they reach the government, then they go to Mingzhou, and then they govern the country and pass it down to the world.
Those who can write poems and essays can do it if they are quick and quick; if they want to reach the government, they have to be outstanding and stand out from the crowd; but if they want to make the state famous and govern the country, they must be astonishing in the world.
; As for being handed down from generation to generation, it can only be obtained by those who have been famous for a long time. There is a Liufang Bridge in Qingyang Academy, with the names of great scholars who have been handed down from generation to generation engraved on it. However, Qingyang Academy has been established for so long, and the name of the great Confucian has not been able to change that little bridge.
The arch bridge is fully engraved, so one can imagine how difficult it is to create an article handed down from generation to generation.
The five levels of Chuxian, Dafu, Mingzhou, Zhenguo, and Chuanshi correspond to the five realms of Qingyang Academy, such as self-cultivation, righteousness, affirmation, meritorious service, and morality. Writing down an article for the world means that one's own virtue is perfect.
Once you reach the state of entering the Tao, the next step is to realize the Tao and become a reality.
Therefore, Xuanhuang's words are too light, and the poems and prose of Zhengguo are like drinking water, so they are not taken seriously.
Gu'er lay on the ground like a turtle and took in his breath. After a while, the true energy mist covering his body slowly thinned, revealing his body shape.
However, he did not wake up. He was still lying on the ground breathing with his eyes closed as before.
The sound of breathing became weaker and weaker, and gradually disappeared, and there was a crackling sound in the body, as if bones were being changed.
Lord Donggao watched from the side, fearing that Gongliang would not understand, so he explained: "This is the unique breathing method of the Turtle Clan, the Turtle Breath True Ding Gong. The reason why the Turtle Clan's longevity depends entirely on this method. This method
There are four levels in total, which are divided into concentration, turtle breath, true concentration, and entry. Concentration is to adjust the mind, that is, to forget distracting thoughts, let the heart fit with the heaven and earth, and enter a state of no self, no object, and unpredictability. Although this little guy was born with a disability,
But with a pure mind and no distracting thoughts, it is easy to concentrate. Now with the help of Xuanhuang, I have already stepped into the turtle breath level."
"Why is Senior Brother so clear about this technique?" Gong Liang asked curiously.
"The Turtle Clan's Kung Fu is not a top secret. Many people know about it. I have practiced it before. It's just that it's easy to get started, but it's difficult to master it. Besides, it's too slow to practice. The biggest advantage is that you can live longer. You said it takes countless time.
, but what's the use of only increasing your lifespan a little? So I gave up later. However, this technique also has a benefit, that is, it can turn external breathing into internal breathing, and let the body enter the realm of innate fetal breath. You should be here now
This is the realm. Senior brother will teach you this technique, and you can learn from it."
"Thank you, senior brother, for teaching me the Dharma."
"Why should you and I be so polite?"
After Dong Gaojun finished speaking, he took out a scroll from the storage ring.
Gong Liang took it and opened it to look at it. In the center of the scroll, there was a painting of a black turtle stepping on the sky. Next to it, he clearly remembered the acupoints on the turtle body and the breathing method. There were also his senior brother's spiritual insights below. It seemed that his senior brother had also carefully studied the exercises.
After a few glances, he put the scroll away and planned to go back and study it again.
Mi Gu flew back from Xuanhuang and sat on Dad's shoulder, looking at the tea fruits in the bag without saying anything. As he looked at them, he felt that the tea fruits were fragrant, and he didn't know if they were delicious, so he said to Dad: "
Dad, I want to eat tea fruit."
Gong Liang glanced at the tea fruit in the bag and said lovingly: "Eat it!"
When Mi Gu heard what Dad said, he took out a tea fruit from the bag and ate it.
Tea fruit is not as tender, juicy, delicious and delicious as other spiritual fruits. It is hard to bite and has a little juice.
But after eating it, my mouth felt refreshed and my head felt cool. The little guy felt much smarter instantly.
Mi Gu thought it was an illusion, so she stretched out her fingers to count. In the past, she would sometimes forget when counting from one to a hundred, but now she can count from beginning to end, and can remember all the formulas that Dad has taught before. It feels so amazing!
How could you not share such a magical thing with daddy?
The little guy quickly took out the tea fruit and said to daddy seriously: "Daddy, the tea fruit is so magical. If you eat it, you will become smarter. I have become a lot smarter. If daddy eats it, you will also become smarter.
of."
Gongliang rolled his eyes directly, making him sound stupid.
Why is this little thing like that old turtle in Xuanhuang, always feeling stupid! Can't he feel good about himself and be smart?
Although he complained in his heart, he did not refuse the little guy's filial piety. He couldn't refuse, couldn't refuse, otherwise the little guy would be unhappy again.
Gongliang took the tea fruit handed to him by the little guy and ate it. When the fruit pulp entered his mouth, it immediately turned into a cool gas and escaped into his brain, making him feel clear and bright.
"Well..."
I didn't expect this thing to be so magical, and I couldn't help but eat it again.
After eating, she wanted to give rice cereal, but Gongliang refused. She should keep this kind of thing to herself! He is so smart that he doesn't need tea fruit to increase his wisdom. Besides, there are blessings and curse bells from the gods of nine heavens and ten earths, so why does he need this?