Broken Night - Chapter 493

[Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty Seventh—Sorrow in the Song]

Broken Night

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Chapter 487 – Qu Zhongshang

“The tattoo artist only cultivates the gods, but even if the spiritual consciousness is so strong that it can fall to the bottom of the yellow spring, but the body is not strong enough, after all, it is just a rootless tree.”

“The tattoo artist Only by self-cultivation, even if the body can be immortalized, the sea of spiritual consciousness is extremely fragile and cannot keep up with the strength of the body. In the end, only a stinky skin is left.” Song Zhixuan shook his head and said, even though he disagreed with the training system that is popular in the mainland today. .

The next sentence of his words was earth-shattering: “So, no matter the north and the south, it is no longer possible for a strong person to appear in the six palace realm in the mainland. Because if the body and spirit are not trained to the limit, they will reach that realm.”

Song Zhixuan He stretched out his finger and taught: “Like those cultivators who have stepped into the realm of five palaces and the realm of thousands of lines. Like Taoist Wanshu, do you know that he is training his spiritual power tirelessly every day? Like Chen Songqing, you know that he Ye attracts starlight into the body, tempering the body?”

“It’s just too late.”

“They have already missed the best time to practice.”

“But.” Song Zhixuan said seriously: “It’s impossible to say that they are wrong. ”

If they hadn’t only cultivated one, they might not even be able to step into the current state. And even with the current state, they are enough to stand proudly in the world. Therefore, they do not know and dare not tell the younger generation about tattooing.” Song Zhixuan shook his head and smiled, as if laughing

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thousands of cultivators in the world: “Because they are afraid of messing up the Dao heart of the younger generation. If the Dao heart is messed up, they will not talk about the six palaces, even if they could have stepped into the realm of the six palaces. The possibility of the Five Palace Realm or the Thousand Pattern Realm has also been eliminated. So they dare not gamble.”

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji were shocked and speechless.

Then Xu Yan remembered that every time Zuo Chengzhe heard the idea that he wanted to cultivate both, he would be angry at him, saying that he was a demon.

Obviously, only the tattoo artist or tattoo artist’s training method has become the trend, and it is also an easier way to practice.

“If that’s the case, then why do we have to take the road of tattooing?”

Song Zhixuan laughed, the long ponytail behind him swayed slightly, like a wolf full of ink: “Those who can’t take the road of tattooing are just saying Ordinary people.”

“Like Seventh Junior Brother, why aren’t your fellow practitioners forging, alchemy, and medicine? But you didn’t invent the art of military training?” Song Zhixuan raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of a good analogy: “If you use Forging is the tattooist’s self-cultivation, and alchemy is the tattooist’s cultivation of the gods, then the method of military training created by the seventh junior brother is the tattoo-cultivation avenue.”

Song Zhixuan slightly turned his head to look at the small lake in the garden, and Bai Er walked away with his head raised. Going up is noble and out of the dust: “I am a disciple of Yunfu, and it is natural to take an unusual path. If you stop in fear of difficulties, how can you reach the peak?”

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sun rises and the moon sets.

The sixth day in a blink of an eye.

This was the sixth day that Xu Yan and his party came to Yunfu.

If it were someone else’s point of view, Yun Fu and the others would simply be doing nothing and wasting their time.

The fourth gentleman, Wang Qi, just walks under the banyan tree every day, thinking hard about the chess game, and occasionally grabs Xu Yan and Jin Qianji to play against him

; , it will repeatedly play dozens or hundreds of times;

Mr. San Xu Shichang and Lan Mingxin are still laughing like devils in the house, and every day they change the pattern to pour food into Xu Yan and Jin Qianji’s mouth, and the While holding a small book to record the reactions of the two;

the second Mr. Yan Wuzhao practiced dance steps every time, her dance steps were very beautiful, but not only the softness of the fingers of a beautiful woman, but also the masculine beauty of opening and closing, Jin Qianji can vaguely see that these dance steps can resonate with the surrounding patterns;

Mr. Song Zhixuan’s life is even simpler. He wakes up at 6 o’clock every day, spends forty-nine breaths to purify his mind, and then hangs smiling while feeding fish, planting flowers, watching clouds, listening to the wind, reading, writing, and painting.

None of them were doing anything related to practice.

But as Song Zhixuan once said.

When they are doing things related to life, they are practicing.

Wang Qi’s chessboard is dotted all over, and every mortal will probably vomit blood and suffer internal injuries at a glance. Is he actually comprehending the complicated patterns?

Xu Shichang’s cooking in different ways is actually not doing the deepest analysis of all creatures in the world?

Even if Qu Xuan was out of tune with a small note, she would force herself to repeat it hundreds of times. When the sound of the piano after thousands of trials came out, how could anyone not be addicted to it?

Yan Wuzhao’s dance steps are in harmony with the heaven and the earth. She only took six steps against the realm that day, and the terrifying pressure of the lines made them overwhelmed and breathless. Then when she danced with all her strength, the world would be stunned. Wouldn’t it be shocking?

As for Mr. Da…

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji asked themselves that their realm was not enough, so they couldn’t see the clue.

It’s just that when Jin Qianji occasionally sees the calligraphy written by Song Zhixuan and the landscape he draws, he can’t help but close his eyes, making it difficult to look directly.

Song Zhixuan would laugh and cover with something, saying that the two of them were not enough.

When they live, they incorporate their practice into it.

There are thousands of avenues in the world, who can say that what he walks must be right?

If so, why not take your own path?

Whatever your heart desires, everything is in the clouds.

The direction of the heart is what you love, the skills of your heart, and the way of your heart.

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Naturally, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji’s house could not be built in just six days.

It’s just that these few nights, the two have a tent to keep out the rain and sleep on the ground around the fire.

Listening to the sound of wind, rain and cicadas, I slept quite peacefully.

When it was the afternoon of the sixth day, the two were still being tortured by several brothers and sisters, but their expressions became more natural.

Like Jin Qianji playing against Wang Qi, he can at least begin to understand some chess techniques.

Like Xu Yan listening to Qu Xuan’s tune, he can also scream and howl along with the tune.

On this day, Xu Yan looked at Qu Xuan, who had been bending his knees and playing the piano, and suddenly said, “Sister Fifth, your injury…do you want to go and get it treated?”

Qu Xuan’s expression did not change. Yinquan, who fell from nine days: “I’ve seen it before.”

“Many years ago, when I first started, my senior brother took me to seek medical treatment. Even the genius doctor in Pingnan, Murong, has seen it.”

Xu Yan was silent.

Although Qu Xuan did not say the result, but today, decades later, Qu Xuan is still unable to walk, which means that even Murong Yan has not been cured.

For Murong Yan, from the initial disgust to the final dull admiration.

Although he is different from Murong Yandao, he does not conspire.

But he has to admit that Murong Yan’s medical skills are extremely high, and there are only two people in the world who can stand side by side with or even surpass him.

One is his cheap master, and the other is his biological father.

“Senior sister, you also know that I am involved in medicine. If you don’t mind, can you show me?”