One Hundred and Six, Looking for Taoist Companions

In fact, after Zhou Xing completed his first job change, Xuanyuan Qi appeared on his attribute panel. He had always regarded Xuanyuan Qi simply as mana. Now it seems that he wanted to be simple.

After about a stick of incense, beads of sweat covered Zhou Xing's head, and he finally sensed a little bit of mysterious energy, but he was not sure. He was always afraid that it was his own psychological suggestion, an illusion, so he re-perceived it after a short rest. It was clearer than last time, and he saw a purple air mass at the Dantian, only the size of a quail egg.

Zhou Xing couldn't help frowning. According to the book, Xuan Yuan Qi is pure white. How could his be purple? Has it deteriorated after not being used for a long time? ...No!

Zhou Xing couldn't figure it out. Anyway, he never felt any discomfort, so he stopped looking for troubles and began to breathe in the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth according to the breathing method taught in the book, transforming it into his own mysterious energy.

An hour later, Zhou Xing gradually got the hang of it. When he looked inside, he could see wisps of white gas entering from his mouth and nose, traveling through the meridians all over his body, and finally converging at his dantian, blending into the purple air mass.

Zhou Xing suddenly had a glimmer of understanding. He guessed that everyone had purple air clusters in their bodies before formal cultivation. When they inhaled more white Xuanyuan Qi, the purple air clusters would gradually fade and eventually become normal white air clusters. .

With this idea in mind, he worked harder to absorb it. After sitting for ten hours, Zhou Xing entered a state of ecstasy, completely forgetting the time. He didn't open his eyes until the bell sounded from afar.

As soon as his eyes opened, two beams of purple light shot out. Although it was only for a moment, the room was still lit up. Zhou Xing rubbed his eyes, thinking he was wrong, so he didn't think any more, got out of bed and walked out of the hut.

When he came outside, he saw many disciples wearing Taoist uniforms walking out quickly. Naturally, he didn't dare to neglect. He walked out of the residential area with the crowd, and ran all the way until he came to a large square.

Zhou Xing didn't sleep all night, and kept exercising and breathing, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he felt that his spirit was much stronger than yesterday, his body was warm, and his strength was pouring out. He couldn't help marveling at the mystery of practice, and became more and more curious about it.

After arriving at the square, the disciples lined up on their own, and Zhou Xing also found a place to stand. Suddenly, there was a sense of the whole school doing radio gymnastics on the playground when he was a student.

Soon, two Taoist priests with white hair and childlike appearance appeared. They stood with their backs to the disciples, with their hands down. When another bell was heard, the two Taoist priests opened their postures and began to practice boxing, and the disciples followed suit.

Zhou Xing remembered that Lin Menger had said before that the daily morning class was boxing and chanting.

The two Taoists moved very slowly,

There is a sense of natural flow and naturalness. Zhou Xing has never learned it before, so he follows the gestures and feels that this set of boxing is somewhat similar to Taijiquan, but it is not the same in many places.

After a stick of incense, the set of punches was finally finished. Zhou Xing was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He didn't expect such a slow punch to be so tiring.

After that, all the disciples entered the main hall one by one and sat on their futons. In front of the futons was a small wooden table with a thick stack of Taoist classics. Sitting in front of the main hall was a well-dressed Taoist. It was the first time Zhou Xing saw him. The Taoist was kind-hearted, just like a teacher who asked everyone to open a book, how many pages to turn to, and then led everyone to recite stand up.

Zhou Xing was a young monk who recited the scriptures with no intention of speaking, and he was also suspected of smearing the scriptures. The scriptures were obscure and difficult to understand. He only knew the words above, but he didn't understand the specific meaning. Zhou Xing thought that after reading the scriptures, the Taoist would explain word by word, but he didn't expect that the Taoist didn't say a word, only said to let everyone realize themselves, and then announced the end of the morning class.

Zhou Xingnian felt dizzy, and followed the crowd to leave the hall and walk back. He is quite interested in meditation now, and hopes to reach the first level of Xuanyuan Qi as soon as possible.

On the way, he saw Yang Wang, hesitated for a moment, and then leaned forward and asked, "Senior brother Yang, I have a small question about cultivation, and I hope you can give me some pointers."

Yang Wang said with a smile: "Brothers from the same school, I don't know what you are being polite about. Tell me about it."

Zhou Xing said in a low voice: "Is the Xuanyuan Qi in a monk's body differentiated by color? For example, there is white, there is red, and there is blue."

Yang Wang thought that Zhou Xing would ask some profound questions, but when he heard this question, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "How is it possible, they are all pure white! Even if you cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm like the suzerain, it won't change. You, you, you can really think wonderfully!"

Zhou Xing's heart skipped a beat, but on the outside, he nodded and said, "So that's the case, it seems that I was thinking too much."

"By the way, what are you going to do in the afternoon? On the mountain, there are requirements for morning classes, and other time is free to use."

Zhou Xing was taken aback, and said, "I have nothing to do except practice."

"Why don't we go for a picnic, there are many beautiful scenery on this mountain, and it will be more lively when we are together."

Zhou Xing was inconvenient to refuse Yang Wang's invitation for the first time. Although he was not interested in such time-wasting behaviors as outings, and was even somewhat resistant, he still said, "Okay, who else?"

"I've invited some top-notch ones among our peers, and I'll introduce them to you later." Yang Wang was very excited, and led Zhou Xing to turn around and walk towards the back mountain.

The back mountain is really picturesque, the scenery is pleasant, and the air is much fresher. After walking for a while, they saw people in front of them, three men and two women, and Lin Menger was there.

"Come on, let me introduce you, this is Zhou Xing, who just went up the mountain yesterday," Yang Wang pointed to Zhou Xing and introduced, and then pointed to the others, "The tall one is Xiao Suo, the fat one is Ge Xiong, The thin one is called Mu Jian, her name is Lin Menger, and her name is Xia Yingchun. They all went up the mountain this year."

Zhou Xing nodded his greetings to everyone. They were all young people, about the same age, and they all practiced Taoism not long ago. They still had the active atmosphere of the people from the mountain. They were not restrained or put on airs. They quickly became familiar with Zhou Xing. Especially Lin Meng'er, she met yesterday and was considered an acquaintance.

Then, the seven of them wandered around the mountain, talking and laughing while walking, it was very lively.

Zhou Xing walked and observed all the way, and he could tell that this was not a simple game, but a well-planned blind date meeting.

Zhou Xing was very speechless, feeling dumbfounded, he looked at Yang Wang many times, and the latter responded with a meaningful smile. Zhou Xing didn't think so, but he expressed his understanding. Cultivating the Tao is too bitter and lonely. Unless the Taoist heart is as firm as a rock and as hard as iron, I really can't bear it. Having a Taoist companion is more painful than being single. Much stronger.

Zhou Xing didn't know what Lin Menger and Xia Yingchun were thinking, maybe they knew, maybe they were still in the dark, anyway, everything was not made clear, on the surface it was a group of young people traveling around the mountains and rivers, but they got closer invisibly distance from each other.