Chapter 476 Another Zhang Boduan
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, closed his eyes, opened them again, and said in a deep voice: "Gao Erzhuang, listen carefully, here is how to end the exercise."

Then he turned to Qu Tong and said, "Conclude the practice according to the Golden Elixir Method I taught you." Qu Tong immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to conclude the practice.

Murong Ji explained the key points of finishing the exercise bit by bit and guided Gao Erzhuang to complete it.

According to the theory of Qi Bureau, this method of transmitting power is a bit like the information transmitted by light waves. It is through the Qi Bureau that one can influence oneself and communicate with the surrounding Qi Bureaus in order to achieve the method of transmitting power.

This kind of power transmission allows people to reach a certain level of Qi refining in a short period of time, which is far more solid than what one can achieve through more than ten years of hard practice.

After Qu Tong finished her exercise, she let out a long breath, feeling as if she were in another world. [Self-cultivation furnace! This is the self-cultivation furnace!]

Looking back, it took her less than twenty minutes to walk across the long and narrow path in the endless valley, but it actually had such a great effect that it saved her ten years of hard work!

"I'm ready."

Er Zhuang's voice was heard again from Murong Ji's cell phone. Murong Ji came back to his senses, looked back, and then looked at the method of collecting the power that was destroyed by Wu Gensheng.

Without saying anything more, he turned and walked deeper into the valley. When he reached the cave, Murong Ji looked up at the three words engraved on the entrance of the cave: What is a Human Being?

For a moment, he felt a little emotional. The Tongtian Valley in the two worlds finally had some similarities.

Thinking back to the beginning, he also wrote three words at this position: What is a human being?

That was his response to the test question from his master Zhang Boduan.

Thinking of this, Murong Ji couldn't help feeling a little dazed. Zhang Boduan thought that he would be able to go to Tongtian Valley soon, but in the end, he overestimated himself.

Tongtian Valley became a puzzle that trapped him. He spent the rest of his life trying to answer the question "What is immortality?", and it was still uncertain...

"Honey, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Ji shook his head, feeling very uncomfortable. He felt the joy of having answered the question correctly, but also an inexplicable sadness. The past seemed like a passing cloud, yet so real.

His qualifications are not good, he does not have the aura of a protagonist, nor is he a person with great luck. What he does have is the confidence and the Vajra Bracelet.

Taking a deep breath, "Let's go."

Inside the cave, however, it was pitch black, very quiet, and the walls were clean, which suggested a state of emptiness, which was most conducive to spiritual practice.

This section of road is very short. When you reach the end, you can see all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up in the cave, which makes everyone a little dazed.

Qu Tong finally realized that these were the treasures that Wu Gensheng was talking about? ! ! According to her understanding, he must have collected all kinds of ancient documents, such as Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scriptures, and Confucian books, just like Murong Ji.

Murong Ji walked into the cave and glanced around. There were fine lines engraved on the walls. If he was not a formation master, he would not be able to find them.

Standing in front of the wall with a smooth surface, he was certain that there was a place similar to the Qiheng Palace in this world.

Moreover, Zhang Boduan has seen it!
Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji walked to the front of the Tai Chi group, his eyes fell on the pair of footprints, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and pondered carefully.

He then stepped forward and pressed two Yongquan acupoints. After waiting for a while, a rumbling sound was heard, and a downward-facing cave entrance appeared in front of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji walked down, Qu Tong hesitated for a moment, then followed him. The bottom seemed to be a place for retreat and practice.

When I arrived at the entrance of the cave, I saw four words engraved on it: It is rare to be born as a human being.

This mark is quite old. Calculating the time, it is Zhang Boduan's handwriting. Murong Ji sighed lightly. The two Zhang Boduans are two different people. They are different from each other.

This is because their growing environments and experiences are mostly different.

Zhang Boduan of the Tianlong world was poor and destitute, and never found any trace of the "immortal" in his entire life.

The Zhang Boduan in this world is more high-spirited and has the demeanor and bearing of a true Taoist ancestor.

Murong Ji pursed his lips. However, they both agreed on one point: they both had very high requirements for immortals!
What do we often call people? They are our own species and race.

After all, it is still a group of beasts, but this group of beasts is smarter than other beast groups.

And this "human body" refers to the Tao body.

Qu Tong looked at Murong Ji, as if she was sighing, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Husband, what are you thinking about?"

Turning around, he saw the words "It's rare to be born as a human being". He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Husband, what's there to be sad about? Could it be that this is for the demons to see?"

Murong Ji nodded seriously, "It is indeed for the demon to see."

"It is said that Nuwa created humans in her own image by kneading clay by the river. This image is her Tao body."

"So, humans are naturally blessed by heaven and earth, and have more spirituality than other ethnic groups, so they have become synonymous with humans."

"But in fact, the 'man' in 'heaven, earth and man' refers to all living beings."

"This person refers to someone who has great virtue and has not yet become an immortal, but has shed his animal desires and nature and has begun to perceive the heaven and earth."

“That’s why we say that it’s hard to obtain a human body, so we should cherish it.” ‘Becoming an immortal from a human’ is as difficult as ‘becoming a human from an animal’.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. How did the ancient sages define people? It was reflected in the characters. From the image of oracle bone script, it was a human figure standing sideways.

The subsequent Jindingwen, Xiaozhuan and other characters all evolved in this way, and Shuowen Jiezi therefore called this: "The shape of an arm diameter."

Being humble and polite is the image of a human being, and the image of Confucius in Confucianism is extremely vivid.

People are polite and righteous.

Perhaps some people think that Confucianism is not a way of restricting people’s thoughts? And what about Confucianism?

I always think that I am smarter than the ancients.

In fact, it is very simple. Just look at the changes in Confucian scholars in various dynasties and you will know.

The Confucian scholars of the Han Dynasty admired the strong but were not afraid of power.

The Confucian scholars of the Tang Dynasty formed a monopoly of aristocratic families and hijacked the imperial power.

The Confucian scholars in the Song Dynasty were better in the Northern Song Dynasty, but they became cynical in the Southern Song Dynasty.

But now, looking at Confucianism from the perspective of a monk, it has always been teaching the human race how to be a "human being".

The "man" in "Heaven, Earth and Man". Human nature is animal nature, but propriety, law, benevolence and righteousness require you to reach the level of "sincerity" and "truthfulness", so you have to do the opposite.

Confucianism emphasizes benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness. These things, like the starry sky above our heads, exist constantly. They are a description of the true self, not a requirement for people.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji thought about it again, and this was somewhat like Wang Yangming's philosophy of mind.

Entering the cave, it was very spacious. At first glance, the walls were covered with marks. No matter where you were, the surrounding walls were full of marks of swords and knives. The words on the walls were scraped off by someone.

Murong Ji's face darkened again and again. He had done this kind of thing before, but now it happened to him, which was really hard to accept.

This is Zhang Boduan’s Taoist temple, and it can also be considered the place where the Southern Quanzhen School’s teachings are spread.

The Zhang Boduan in this world is not his master, but because he is called Zhang Boduan, Murong Ji has an inexplicable sense of belonging.

This is China. Although it is not quite the same as the China in his memory, it still has the sages, history, culture and language that he is familiar with, which gives him an inexplicable sense of belonging.

This is also one of the reasons why he is willing to obey the rules of the law.

Now, someone has come to his Quanzhen Sect's temple and the place where he teaches the Dharma, pointing fingers and making trouble. Not only has he gained an opportunity, but he has also destroyed this place. How can he not be angry!
When I looked up, I saw five big characters clearly engraved above the entrance of the cave: Jiuqu Panhuan Cave!

Murong was extremely angry and slapped him with his palm.

There was a loud "bang" and a palm print was left on the five words. The words were still clearly visible under the palm print.

However, there were cracks all around the writing, spreading in all directions.

Murong Ji took a deep breath to calm himself down, and subconsciously straightened his Taoist crown. Then he realized that he was not wearing it. He cursed inwardly, thinking that Wu Gensheng really made him want to kill him.

[If I have the chance, I will really fight him. If he is just a random person, I will kill him directly! ]

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji glanced at the surrounding walls and walked forward to examine them carefully. Some of the words had not been completely erased and could still be recognized if he examined carefully.

"This method is true and wonderful, and it is even truer. It is because I am different from others. I know that upside down comes from Li and Kan, who knows that ups and downs determine the host and the guest."

Qu Tong's voice gradually spread in the cave, with some echoes. At this moment, it sounded like the sound of the immortal way, with a slight rumble.

"The golden tripod wants to keep Zhuligong, so the jade pool first puts silver into the water. The magic power moves the fire for a long time, and a moon appears in the deep pool."

"Honey, what is this? Why is it written... so mysterious! This..."

Murong Ji's fingers slid lightly on the wall. What was this? "Wu Zhen Pian", the real Wu Zhen Pian.

The inner alchemy method evolved from the outer alchemy method, and many of its secrets are not passed on to outsiders. The names of various equipment and elixirs are used to replace the names of various meridians and even organs, which is a layer of secret language.

These two poems are about the method of refining fire and condensing elixir.

Murong Ji didn't say much, he read the text carefully and confirmed that it was Wuzhen Pian. He said nothing more and looked in another direction.

Zhang Boduan in this world is not a simple person either. His works such as "Wu Zhen Pian" and "Huan Dan Fu Ming" are somewhat different from those written by Zhang Boduan in the Tianlong world.

The core essence is the same, but in the method of cultivation, one is still inward and the other is outward, which really gives Murong Ji an advantage.

Just go and get it. Murong Ji has no psychological burden at all. Zhang Boduan is his master!

After looking around, Murong Ji came to his senses, only to find that he was the only one left here. He instantly went up the stairs and climbed up again. Qu Tong was using a devouring sac to pack Wu Gensheng's things.

(End of this chapter)