Chapter 550 Talking

In fact, before the sermon, Zhang Qingyuan spent two days summarizing his own practice and sorting out the content of the sermon, which also gave him a lot of improvement in his own comprehension.

However, the improvement two days ago is different from the improvement today.

The former is the experience and comprehension that occurred when the commander-in-chief himself sorted out his practice experience, and it was limited to theory, and Zhang Qingyuan did not practice it.

The latter, in the actual process of preaching, made his own practice resonate, as if he had started practicing again.

One is a theoretical improvement, and the other is a practical improvement of real performances.

That feeling is like the gap between reading silently in the heart and actually practicing reciting in front of the stage.

It is because Zhang Qingyuan's cultivation level has only been gradually perfected in the course of preaching, and he is about to break through and upgrade to the sixth level of true essence.

One is theoretical perception, and the other is practical experience.

Only by complementing each other can Zhang Qingyuan improve.

"Okay, today's sermon ends here, and you will work hard to practice after you go back."

Although it was the first time to hold the position of head of the outer school, it was not the first time to preach to the younger monks of the spiritual realm in front of everyone.

When he was in the Yuelian Islands in the South China Sea, in order to improve the strength of the monks on the island, let the monks under his command work hard, and earn more spirit stones for him, Zhang Qingyuan also publicly preached on the Yuelian Islands.

Coupled with the practice of more than ten years, Zhang Qingyuan's new mind has long been washed away.

Xinxing is completely different from yesterday's mortal time.

So sitting cross-legged on the high platform and speaking publicly in front of nearly a hundred disciples from other courtyards, not only did he not feel the slightest sense of tension in his heart, but the ancient well was calm and calm like water.

Moreover, this situation also touched Zhang Qingyuan's heart.

More than ten years ago, I was one of the many Taoist monks under the stage. Now that the world has changed, the fellow disciples sitting around me have disappeared, and I have become the one sitting on the high platform overlooking everyone. that.

changes in it,

As well as the scene of studying in the Seventeenth Hospital in the past, Zhang Qingyuan had the illusion of vicissitudes.

It was precisely because of the feeling of this change in his heart that Zhang Qingyuan was immersed in the content of his sermons in a trance, completed the inspection of his past cultivation and made up for it, and consolidated and perfected his own practice.

In this world, cultivating one's life also cultivates one's mind.

The improvement of state of mind undoubtedly has many benefits for monks' practice.

"After you go back, go to cultivate yourself, and Lu Yunxi will stay for a while."

Regarding Zhang Qingyuan's words on the stage, although the disciples of the other courtyards below the stage were a little surprised, they didn't show much. After all, Lu Yunxi was just an inconspicuous little transparent one in the eighty-seventh courtyard. People care.

Soon the crowd dispersed,

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hand, motioning for Lu Yunxi, who was left there awkwardly, to come over.

The two walked through a tree-lined alleyway.

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched out the shadows of the forest.

Behind her, Lu Yunxi lowered her head, her face was flushed, and her two small white hands were awkwardly entangled and held together, her face was full of uneasiness.

a man and a woman,

Walking silently on such a sunset tree-lined path.

There was a moment of silence,

There seems to be something wrong with this scene!

Zhang Qingyuan touched his nose, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

go on like this

I'm afraid it's not the real plums in the melon field, the mud falls into the crotch, and even the Yellow River water can't wash it clean!

"Don't be nervous, I kept you here because I have an old relationship with Master Lu, and I was entrusted by him. I will teach you well in the next three years, so I want to know about your situation first."

Not caring about finding a place to have a good chat, Zhang Qingyuan spoke directly.

Hearing that Lu Yunxi raised her head, her pretty face was obviously taken aback, but she quickly realized,

He lowered his head and blushed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Zhang Qingyuan saw the other party listening to the words of Master Lu, there seemed to be a wave of excitement on his face, but it turned into disappointment in an instant, and finally he still looked down with his head down. .

"I...I, my name is Lu Yunxi..."

Lu Yunxi lowered her head, stammering like a mosquito.

Almost speechless.

Then,

There is no more text.

"..."

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at her, only to find that Lu Yunxi's head was lowered, her face was flushed, her lips were pale, trembling as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

"Am I that scary..."

Zhang Qingyuan was speechless.

But nothing showed on the face.

"Calm down!"

With a low drink,

It was Zhang Qingyuan who directly used the power of his own soul, and immediately his gentle and majestic voice was like enlightenment, which woke Lu Yunxi awake.

"Relax, don't think too much."

"Since you don't want to say it, I will naturally not ask again. Since I have accepted your grandfather's favor and promised to help, I will naturally help to the end. Next..."

Zhang Qingyuan calmed down gently.

This conversation was almost all he was talking about, and Lu Yunxi was listening.

In order for the other party to calm down, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but use the power of his spiritual consciousness to simulate a sober Dao Yun aura like preaching.

Although Lu Yunxi didn't respond, Zhang Qingyuan knew from her expression that she just listened.

For this,

Zhang Qingyuan didn't care too much, anyway, as long as the other party can understand.

Just as he didn't care why Lu Yunxi's surname was Lu instead of Lu, he didn't care why Master Lu didn't send his disciples or close people to teach Lu Yunxi, but instead let her enter the outer courtyard of the sect, and let him come to help teach .

If the inside story of this is told in detail, it is likely to be a long story involving hundreds of thousands of words of grievances and hatred.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't gossip so much, he was curious about the internal affairs of his family.

Anyway, just do your own thing.

The other self is not the nanny of the other party, and he has to help the other party solve everything, and solve his own problems by himself.

After some conversation, although Lu Yunxi basically didn't say anything, Zhang Qingyuan also had a general understanding.

After all, by virtue of the powerful divine sense,

His eyesight was much stronger than that of ordinary monks in the True Yuan Realm. Lu Yunxi was a small seven-level spiritual energy, and Zhang Qingyuan could roughly sense the other party's methods even if the other party didn't make a move.

So there is nothing to say next.

finished the conversation,

Zhang Qingyuan asked Lu Yunxi to go back by herself.

And I also returned to the other courtyard of the Houshan Cave Mansion where the Zhangyuan lived, and began to retreat and slowly hone my cultivation and advancement, and further improved the realm that had already reached the five levels of consummation.

a month later,

Zhang Qingyuan went out of the customs, and his cultivation was successfully raised to the sixth level of true essence. High-speed text hand typing I have a proficiency panel chapter list