No matter what the reason is, it will be thoroughly investigated.
This sentence has revealed the majesty and coldness of the forest. In fact, it is also conceivable that the plague and dryness are eliminated every year, the evil spirits are broken every hundred years, and the clouds are dispersed by the Penglai Department every five hundred years. It took 3,600 years to accumulate the final step, with the rain of mountains and rivers for 3,600 years, quietly suppressing the evil spirits and strengthening the Qingming Qi in the world.
It takes the gods of mountains and rivers, all Earth Dragon clans, Penglai Department of heaven, and even the immortals and gods of Lei Mansion to work hard for so long.
But there was a slight mistake.
Although it is not completely ruined, it is still extremely annoying.
Those who practice the thunder method all have clear and upright thoughts.
Otherwise, it is impossible to control the most yang, hardness and pure power between heaven and earth.
Therefore, when they are angry, they will really explode without any cover-up.
Qi WuHuo I can already imagine the rage of the gods and gods in [Lei Mansion].
It's just that such a big thing is too vast and too far away, and it should have nothing to do with him. The height of Lei Mansion is 2,600 miles in Azure Heaven, and Bixiao ranks third among Jiuxiao, and its name is [Bixiao Guangling Tianshang Yang Yuan Zhen Taiyi Qi].
If calculated by Thirty-six Heavens, the Lei Mansion is high above the twelfth heaven. The ordinary Human Immortal who received the talisman and ascended to the heaven would not be able to fly to this height. Among the gods of the Lei Mansion, the thirty-six thunder generals are the most adept at fighting. They led hundreds of thousands of Lei Mansion Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to repair Thunder Array.
For young Daoist, this is like a legend.
Even for Yun Qin, it is still so far away.
At this moment, they were still just teenagers, they were just lamenting such a huge thing, and then talking about each other's lives. Yun Qin suddenly raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said softly, "I almost forgot, I obviously lent Original Text of the Mystic Altar, Wuhu, take a look, can you learn it?"
Young girl took out the roll <Original Text of the Mystic Altar>.
Then he carefully burned the contents on the mirror.
Anyway, although I can recognize every word, these words are connected together, but I still don't understand them.
Even if you don't understand it, you can still write it.
Many of them are recorded with [Yunzhuan] as the carrier. Yun Qin is actually very familiar with these Yunzhuan, but the Yunzhuan that Qi WuHuo knows all comes from < There are Record of Becoming Immortal> and Mountain God's <Cultivation notes>, but not many, and they are all quite incomplete. He seemed to understand this "original text" but not quite.
So when Yun Qin is written, young Daoist will always ponder for a moment, then point to a certain text and ask young girl opposite, what does this mean, and what does that mean?
Yun Qin is silent.
He stared at the young man in front of him with wide eyes.
Hey, hey?
Don't you want to learn Mystic Altar Method?
Why, why did it become like this?
Spot check?
But looking at the earnest questioning look on the face of the young man opposite, young girl, who had already confirmed her decision, had no choice but to memorize the knowledge Teacher had taught her.
Not only that, but he also had to keep his face and pretend to be calm.
You can't reveal in front of your friends that you are actually very tired from studying, right?
Even if she burst into tears while studying, when asked if it was difficult, she would write four big words on the paper. It was very simple.
What's so difficult?!
It's obviously not difficult at all!
She followed her mother in her stubbornness and stubbornness.
But soon, Yun Qin felt something was wrong. The young man in front of him was obviously far inferior to himself in terms of accumulation of these sects. Not only was he able to teach him with ease, but he also felt an inexplicable "pleasure", the kind of happiness and calmness that Teacher felt when teaching others.
Gradually, I felt like I was pretending to be a good teacher.
I obviously get a lot of headaches when I study.
But when young girl taught Qi WuHuo, he always said calmly, "This is just the basics. Wuhuo remembers it."
"Do you know this Yunzhuan script?"
"I remembered it in just one stick of incense!"
"One stick of incense, only one stick of incense time!"
Although it actually took me a full day to learn.
Is it difficult?!
It's not difficult!
Yun Qin Looks calm on the surface, but happy in the heart.
I have been learning Yunzhuan for a long time!
And everyone knows that Yunzhuan is the core of Shangqing Dongxuan lineage. Although the Yunzhuan sect is spread all over the world, and monks and Daoists from all walks of life can learn Yunzhuan, the disciples of Shangqing Dongxuan lineage should be more proficient than others. Yun Qin is still very confident in his knowledge of Yunzhuan.
It turns out that being a master is such a joy.
Young girl feels happy.
She recounted all these words to Qi WuHuo.
Then he pointed to some words and explained, "These all have the same meaning. Although there are thirteen variations, their functions in magic and talismans are the same. They all refer to the thought of thunder. If you are not confused, you must remember it clearly and make sure there are no mistakes or omissions."
"But, Wuhu, there's no need to worry."
Young girl put one hand behind his back and pretended to be stroking his beard with the other, shaking his head and saying:
"This article contains hundreds of Yunzhuan characters. I will explain it to you now. We can learn it slowly."
"It will only take about three to five months..."
The young man closed his eyes.
Seems deep in thought.
Yun Qin's voice paused, then comforted him, "Actually, you can learn Yunzhuan slowly, so you don't have to worry if you don't have any confusion."
Young Daoist opened his eyes and said calmly:
"Is that so..."
"I learned."
Yun Qin's voice paused.
???
Young girl's eyes widened.
No, impossible!
Even if there are only more than 300 people, how can it be possible so fast?
Young girl suspiciously pointed out several written queries, and Qi WuHuo answered them one by one, fluently and completely correctly.
Yun Qin: "..."
Young girl suddenly felt some Teacher pain at this time.
And this pain comes so quickly.
She asked almost subconsciously, "How could you learn so quickly..."
Young Daoist thought for a while and said calmly, "If I memorize it by rote, I won't be able to memorize it."
"My memory is actually very average."
"Because these characters seem to have no rules, especially these characters that represent the birth of thunder. There are more than a dozen completely different characters, and there is no pattern between them. I have learned some Yunzhuan characters before, and I already had a question in my mind at that time, that is, why do we have to memorize Yunzhuan characters by rote?"
???
Yun Qin subconsciously had an idea in his mind.
Isn't it that Yunzhuan is just for memorization?
Is it possible that I can't change it myself?
Qi WuHuo has not experienced systematic Daoist training since he was a child, so he is in a bright mood, and his thinking is Heavenly Steed's unconventional. After thinking about it, he gave an example and said, "For example, if you are chopping firewood, you can use an axe, a Luban saw, or even a sword. The goal is to chop down the firewood and bring it back to burn the fire."
"The purpose of Yunzhuan is to carry the power of certain Daoist rhymes."
"It is not like ordinary text, it is used to convey information and communicate with each other."
"Could it be that Spirit Charm expressed in the core is actually the core of Yunzhuan."
"Actually, as long as you can express Spirit Charm, whether you write it exactly the same or not, it's okay, right?"
"When I use [Yunzhuan] to cast spells, it is like using my [spirit] to reflect the world and all things. The external scenery is reflected in my spirit, and then it is reflected in my pen. The written words are [Yunzhuan] that carries the rhyme of Daoism. If I think about it in this way, these Yunzhuan suddenly become easy to understand."
"I just don't know if my guess is correct?"
"What do you think?"
He was thinking and asking questions as if he were under He Lian Mountain and asking Teacher.
It's just different from old man's calm answer.
Young girl's whisker-like movements are stagnant.
Brain stagnation.
Completely unable to respond.
Huh?
Uh-huh-huh?!
What is he talking about?
Yun Qin's expression stiffened, he coughed twice, and said reluctantly:
"Ah?"
"This, um, ahem, is very, very good!"
"My child, my child can be taught!"
Qi WuHuo understood clearly, immersed in his own thinking, and said, "In other words, the spirit is in me, but the great road is outside."
"Actually [Yunzhuan] is just a bridge."
"The real secret lies in [using my spirit] to move the world outside."
"This seems to be consistent with [The sun is its nature, the moon is its destiny, flow and change, rivers, lakes, sea water, waves and mist like energy veins], people are one Small Heaven and Earth, heaven and earth are one human body, that's how it is."
Young girl felt dizzy after hearing this. In the end, all he could do was praise and nod in agreement.
Qi WuHuo will not ask again.
She was still nodding.
Then suddenly I heard a gentle chuckle.
Yun Qin paused and saw young Daoist looking at him with a smile on the other side of the mirror.
She suddenly understood that the young Daoist in front of her must have seen that she didn't know much about Yunzhuan. Her face suddenly turned red, and she pointed at young Daoist with her finger, saying "you, you, you, you, you, you, you" several times, and then turned around. Turning around, she only held her back to the mirror. Behind her, she saw black hair hanging down and her ears were all red. Young Daoist didn't want to laugh at her, but just now young girl nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but chuckle, and then said gently:
"Well, I also don't understand something. Can we discuss it again?"
Yun Qin's face turned red.
I know he is stepping down for himself.
But I couldn't help but want to hear him talk about Yunzhuan.
A whimsical idea, yet very mysterious.
He glanced slightly to one side, used a little force with his hands, and slowly moved himself back, muttering, "Then, okay, okay."
"It just so happens that Teacher always holds on tightly."
"I always feel like she's going to test me again."
After thinking for a while, he asked, "Wuhuo, have you learned Yunzhuan before?!"
Qi WuHuo replied, "No."
"Then how do you know this?"
"These? Do you mean you have to see through the essence? Hasn't the Daoist senior already written out the answer?"
Qi WuHuo thought for a while and said, "The name is Yunzhuan. This is the essence of practicing this character."
Yun Qin is still confused.
Young Daoist explained, "The clouds are changing, and there are never two identical clouds. But as soon as you look up, even if you see two clouds that look very different, everyone will understand that they are all clouds, right?"
"So it's named <Yunzhuan>."
"It means that such words are like clouds, and practitioners must see through their ever-changing appearance to see the true nature they want to express."
"Even though the clouds are changing in all kinds of ways, even though there are countless ways to write Yunzhuan with the same meaning."
"But you still need to take a quick look to know its true meaning."
His voice paused and he said:
"In the same Daoist canon, the same character is written in different ways, and it is also named "Yunzhuan"."
"Senior Dao Sect's hint is already very clear."
Young girl opened his mouth.
Feeling frustrated, he raised his legs together and rested his chin on his knees.
Suddenly he said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk!"
Qi WuHuo was confused. "Huh?"
Yun Qin gritted his teeth. "I'm very angry."
"Decided to ignore you for fifteen breaths!"
Young Daoist was stunned, and then chuckled. He sat cross-legged on the bed in the village, spread out the white paper, and was recording the Dharma on the mirror. He held a pen in one hand, and lifted one end of the white paper with the other. The words on the white paper were spread out on his lap, and he gently agreed, "Yes, okay."
"One."
"Two."
"Three..."
The moon is shining brightly outside the window.