The meal gave him all kinds of tastes, but he didn't feel a trace of qi. He just felt hot all over, as if he had taken a tonic.
The autumn wind blows into the night, and the moonlight on the ground is as white as frost.
After the meal, the young man sat quietly and read a book. He waited until almost half of Xu hour before Han Qianye came back from outside.
Han Qianye returned with a spring breeze on his face and a slight aroma of wine on his body.
He seemed to be social, but he had to come back because he was attending classes at night. Nan Yun was slightly envious.
"Brother, you are back!"
He put down the book, walked over happily, and lit the candle on the other side of the pillar.
"I'm back, I'm back. I don't dare to miss the time when Master is preaching. Junior brother, here, I brought this back quietly on the table. Eat it quickly. It will be useful if you keep it."
Han Qianye took out a spiritual fruit from his wide sleeves, his eyes were bright, and his words were like a thief who had moisturized the thing.
Just by looking at the other person's eyes, Nan Yun understood that the senior fellow apprentices also knew that he could not practice. Those senior fellow apprentices he had called before were him, Nan Yun, who had reached a higher level.
Slightly stunned, Han Qianye pressed the spirit fruit into his hand and said: "I said it's your senior brother, it's your senior brother. I, Han Qianye, still have this ability. Why, eat it, are you afraid?
Will it bite you?"
This tone of voice was domineering and intimate, which was totally not Han Qianye's usual way of speaking. Nanyun swallowed harder, nodded fiercely, and gnawed on the spiritual fruit with big mouthfuls.
When he didn't come here, he was full of thoughts about cultivating for revenge, no matter what the cost. When he came here, he suddenly no longer insisted on being able to practice Taoism. Only now that he was in the power of cultivating, he understood how ridiculous those unrealistic obsessions were.
Seeing that he was eating with confidence, Han Qianye said: "Junior brother, our Qiandao Sect is a top-notch sect in the entire Lingxu. Even if you can't practice, follow me in the future and you will have to act like a master.
Look, this way, senior brother can take you out to enjoy the autumn breeze. Otherwise, with your physique, when will you be able to spy on the three hundred years of life?"
The four realms of cultivating Taoism include refining qi, spiritual fetus, long-term hope, and returning to the true state. As for the higher level, it is the realm of immortals in rumors. However, in the entire Lingxu, immortals only appear in myths and legends. The number of immortals has disappeared and has not appeared in the world.
Thousands of years.
If mortals want to live forever and step into the immortal gate, they need to sense Qi through their spiritual veins.
Understand the Tao, accept the Tao with oneself, cleanse the mind with the soul, and unite heaven and man.
After enduring the test of thunder and calamity from heaven, he escaped into the world and became the supreme immortal.
But, what is an immortal?
This concept is really too long ago in the memories of all living beings in Lingxu.
This knowledge was all read by Nan Yun from the books on his desk. Qi refining monks can sense Qi and do business, take Qi into the body and cultivate it, and use Qi to control things and lighten the body, which is different from ordinary people. The common life span is three hundred
Among ordinary people, they can be regarded as ancestors. Among monks, they are just the first step on the long road to immortality.
After the spiritual fetus is absorbed into the body, the divine will sprouts like a spring seed and is created inside. Within the key points of the spiritual platform of the human body, a spiritual fetus is born that is like a real human being. Its soul is like a physical body and can travel around the world.
Looking long, looking up to the meaning of eternal life. Those who have reached this state are already masters in the world. They can turn over rivers and seas with a single movement of their hands. They can initially understand the true meaning of the great road, mobilize the power of mountains and seas for their own use, and unite body and soul. They are a very small number of monks.
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As for the highest state of returning to one's true nature, one is close to the Tao and is invulnerable to all laws. Such practitioners are extremely rare. In today's world, they are like immortals, rare to see.
All these things are too far away from Nanyun. Three hundred years of life is the most likely to be achieved after joining the Thousand Dao Sect.
The Lingxu is dangerous, but also gives birth to countless opportunities, and there are endless treasures of heaven and earth. Among such a high-ranking sect, Nanyun is also full of delusions. He believes that as long as the opportunity is right, living for two or three hundred years is not a problem.
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Unknowingly, the obsession he had just given up was brought back to life by Han Qianye.
"So, if you encounter something edible or delicious in this sect, don't let it pass. Maybe one day, your opportunity will come."
Han Qianye's words lost their usual solemnity, but Nanyun felt a natural closeness.
A handsome young man should not have grown old.
"Yes, senior brother."
After swallowing the last mouthful of fruit pulp and muttering in response, Nan Yun was speechless.
Hot, the whole body is burning, like a fire.
Feeling the heat surging inside his body, he always felt as if there was a stream of air traveling in his abdomen, but he couldn't catch any trace of it.
Han Qianye looked at him quietly, with some expectation in his eyes.
After a long time, Nanyun raised his head in disappointment.
He knew that he had no place worthy of this new senior brother's effort. Because of this, he felt even more guilty.
The atmosphere was slightly silent.
"Senior brother, it's better not to bring it to me in the future."
He used all his strength to say these words, and Nanyun wished he could give himself two slaps.
Why was he named Nanyun, and why did his family lose their lives in order to let him embark on the path of spiritual practice?
Because when he was born, there was a vision in the sky. In the only direction where the light of the sky was visible in their home, that is, in the south, a colorful cloud appeared. It appeared when Nanyun's mother started giving birth, and also when the birth ended.
and disappear.
Such a vision made Nanyun's grandfather and father firmly believe that Nanyun would definitely become a talented person in the future and would definitely be able to embark on the path of spiritual practice.
Later, after Nan Yun remembered it, he would have a strange dream every day, which strengthened the family's expectations for him.
Becoming a practitioner gives you the capital to initially establish a foothold in Lingxu. As long as you are careful and cautious, you can live a safe life and spread your wings. It couldn't be easier.
The family hopes that Nagyun can embark on the path of spiritual practice, hoping that he can continue the bloodline and spread the branches and leaves of the family.
A most ordinary wish.
The family then took the risk and went to Huanshan Fort.
His grandfather thought that after learning enough knowledge in Zhao Mansion, Nanyun could go further to find a practicing sect.
However, Nan Yun's parents disappeared one after another, and his whole family died one after another. There was no one who could accompany Nan Yun in his later life.
He was still trying hard while thinking about the hardships his family had put in for him.
He couldn't grasp the trace of heat in his stomach, let alone use his mind to control it to stay quietly in his Dantian. The heat stimulated by the spirit fruit was endless, but he couldn't grasp it at all.
He didn't know how much this spiritual fruit was worth, but he could guess that it must be something extraordinary.
Nanyun felt very sorry to meet him here and receive such great kindness from him.
There was also a slight disappointment on his face, and Han Qianye suddenly said relaxedly: "What are you afraid of? I'm just trying it on you. If it succeeds, wouldn't I make a fortune? You don't know it yet, hehe, in fact, senior brother, we
My family is one of the richest and most noble in Lingxu."
Well?
Looking at this senior brother who seemed to be "exposing his true nature" more and more, Nanyun felt that this was the normal appearance of the senior brother, but there was no ranking in the book about what kind of power the sect and the Han family were.
"Our human race has a huge population, but the number of practitioners is not enough. Anyone from the wild spirit monster clan dares to cause trouble in our human race's territory. If my senior brother tests out the method of ordinary cultivation, hehe, hehe."
Han Qianye fell into a mocking fantasy of wealth and yearning, and Nanyun raised his forehead.
I thought that my senior brother was too stable, but it turned out that it was so.
He didn't understand what rich people were thinking about. Nanyun's guilty thoughts were diluted by Han Qianye's indifferent attitude. Before he could ask Han Qianye about tonight's class, he heard a cold voice.
There was a sound outside the door.
"Han Qianye, have you had enough trouble?"
The giggling Han Qianye tightened his neck and hid behind Nan Yun with a fearful expression. He looked into the yard through the door and said: "Uncle Master, my master said that he wants you to teach me Taoism, not that he wants you to teach me Taoism."
You drive me back."
The woman in the courtyard paused slightly and asked: "So your practice is to eat and drink among female disciples? Huh?"
The closed door was opened by the breeze, and the beauty under the moon raised her sword and tapped it lightly on the top of the grass. It seemed that the moonlight on the ground was not enough to stain her at all.
But the sword was unsheathed. Nan Yun, who was blocking Han Qianye's body, felt his scalp numb, dumbfounded and frightened.