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"Don't call me Junior Sister! Call me Second Senior Sister!" Tao Ranzi dressed up as Tao Tong gave a soft and comfortable impression like a pink peach in a cotton pile. Her angry look was not scary at all.

The sadness seemed to smile again. He told Lu Zhengkang: "You people of the same generation must help each other. It is also very good to practice together. I will go down first."

Tao Ranzi waved to him, and sorrowfully waved to her, holding the oil-paper umbrella, step by step away from the cliff.

Lu Zhengkang took advantage of the time before the sun was fully rising, punched a set of long punches to loosen the muscles and bones. Tao Ranzi was also moving her body. She was also an outside monk in the foundation building stage, but she was practicing kinetic exercises. , Bear the scriptures and birds stretch out the cloth drawing, inheriting the guiding method for thousands of years, the posture is gentle, suitable for the active children to practice.

The Songhe visualization that Xuanyouzi passed to Lu Zhengkang is a static exercise, which requires a high sense of qi and spirituality, and of course the effect is very good.

Lu Zhengkang vented himself into the morning sun, and after transporting his internal Qi for a few weeks, he began to build the qi veins outside his body. This is the process that Daomen builds on. The more the qi veins, the more tenacious. The stronger the interference ability of Reiki.This is a different path from Chi Tian inheritance.

Songhe Yannian, one movement and one silence, one yin and one yang, and at the same time ingests the yin qi of the earth veins and the yang qi of the sun, rushing and clearing, for those who have different talents or who have cultivated the bridge between heaven and earth. , Is a suitable route for the development of Qi Qi practitioners.Visually adjust the Qi machine to infuse the corresponding heaven and earth vitality, and use the breath to transport the aura into its own use, rashly taking in the heaven and earth aura, ranging from mixed internal qi to five labors and seven injuries.

When the sun is fully up, Lu Zhengkang will regain his power and the vitality of the heavens and the earth will change. The Songhe View idea is still more suitable for practice during sunrise and sunset, and the efficiency is relatively high.And for the rest of the day, he was still busy.

Tao Ranzi was still working hard, but Lu Zhengkang left without interrupting.

The Kunlun Mountains are very big, and the Kunlun Palace is also very big. Dengxiantai is still very big, but there is no collective canteen in Dengxiantai.If you want to eat, you have to figure out your own way. Everything in life here has to be taken care of by yourself. The act of giving quilts, pillows and oil lamps like last night is a welfare for newcomers.

Before the Fairy Fate Convention, Lu Zhengkang needed to do, on the one hand, let himself achieve self-care, and on the other hand, let the birdman Xuanyouzi take him to other places in Kunlun Palace.

However, the question now is, how to solve breakfast?Lu Zhengkang had been hungry for a whole day, and had nothing to eat except a small packet of fruit hard candies with him.

Naturally, Lu Zhengkang still didn't like to drink candy.

When people are hungry, they don't need to face. Lu Zhengkang smelled the smoke and touched Xuanyouzi's house.

The older generations of Taoist priests have bigu early, and it takes a long time to eat a meal, or even eat the pill, so their stove is often very cold.This generation of big brother Xuanyouzi is still a Jindan cub, still maintaining the good habit of three meals a day.It is said that Baiwei refreshes the population, and the human body is more exquisite, and the taste that can be tasted is dozens of times more than that of ordinary people. Even a bowl of rice can be delicious.

"Brother, I came to see you!"

Pushing the door in, Lu Zhengkang saw the table at a glance. The white-cut chicken served in a ceramic bowl, shredded pork with garlic moss, poached eggs, two peeled tomatoes that were not salted or candied, and a fresh plate Figs.

Xuan Youzi was holding his rice bowl and was trying hard to pick up rice. He was still taken aback when he saw Lu Zhengkang who was uninvited. "You're so welcome? Don't you knock on the door?"

Lu Zhengkang let out a cry, took two steps back to close the door, then knocked, "Big brother, I'm coming to see you!"

"Please come in." Xuan Youzi answered dignifiedly.

When Lu Zhengkang re-entered the door, the dinner table was clean.

"???" Lu Zhengkang was stunned for a while, "Is the way I opened it wrong?"

Xuanyouzi smiled, "Brother, you know, the gentleman is not eaten by the food, and the senior is also thinking about your reputation?"

"A gentleman who is starving to death is not a gentleman." Lu Zhengkang ran over seriously and looked at the stove. The simple earthen stove looked very old, but compared to the wooden house itself, it was very new and big. The iron pot was covered with round wooden boards, and steam escaped from the edges of the wooden boards and curled up in the dark room.

What can't escape in the air is the smell of food. Lu Zhengkang lifted the lid of the wooden pot, brought out the hidden food dish, put it on the table, and went to serve himself a bowl of rice.There was a pair of new wooden chopsticks on the bamboo tube beside the stove, even with burrs. Lu Zhengkang took out a pair, sat opposite Xuanyouzi and started eating.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Xuanyouzi laughed.

Lu Zhengkang always eats fast. After swallowing two bowls of rice, he is almost half full, and the dishes are clean. If he wants to have another bowl, he will be boring without food, so he puts down his dishes.

Last night I talked with two senior brothers and sisters. Lu Zhengkang already knows some daily routines of Kunlun Palace. Everyone can be allocated a field, four mu, all of which is spiritual soil. This field was also uploaded by the ancestors, so you can plant whatever you want. What, even the spiritual roots of heaven and earth can mature.

The Kunlun Palace people planted ocher ocher in the Longmai Caves, of course, they were inherited from their ancestors, and they are good at farming.

Many of the crops grown in Uncle Six’s fields are grain crops, which he uses to make wine, and the other uncles and uncles each have their favorite plants.Xuanyouzi also grows fruits and vegetables. After all, he has to take care of his ration. As for the second elder sister Tao Ranzi, she sometimes comes to the elder brother to eat dinner, but usually her father sadly prepares her three meals.

Lu Zhengkang asked Xuanyouzi for some crop seeds, mainly wheat. At this time, it is good to plant winter wheat. The winter in Sendai will not be so cold that the wheat will freeze to death in the field.

Chapter 808 Dao Yun

Lu Zhengkang picked a field with deep weeds and began to cultivate wasteland by himself.The area of ​​Dengxiantai is actually not that big, and the area that can be cultivated is naturally not very good.

Farming is not a must for the people of Kunlun Palace. Don’t let the gatekeepers have few disciples, but there are many powerful servants and subordinates in the gate. They maintain the operation and maintenance of the main body of the luxurious Kunlun Palace. It's really style.

Xuanyouzi explained that Tao is drowning in dung, and life is everywhere.If you want to improve Taoism, you can't simply cling to the capture of spiritual energy. After all, Taoism pursues the unity of nature and man, a perceptual practice, rather than rational and precise separation of nature.This has always been the case for so many generations, and the tradition of self-reliance has always been preserved. Kunlun Palace disciple Qing Yishui is a first-grade golden core, and those who fail to achieve a first-class golden core will die without knotting the core, and this kind of waste four Only one appeared in the Five Dynasties.

The predecessors left their houses, fields, and knowledge. This kind of inheritance has never been confined to the large library, but spread to the fields.A disciple with a sufficiently high spiritual consciousness can even see the Tao Yun projection left by the disciple of the Kunlun Palace.

Lu Zhengkang lowered his head, wielded his hoe, and first divided the criss-crossing paddy fields. He moved quickly and his body formed inertia, just like a machine set up a program. He went all the way forward, but his mind was everywhere. Pentium went out. At a certain moment, he almost had an illusion. At the moment when the hoe was swung down, he saw the illusory shadow of another hoe, a beat slower than the entity in his own hands, but soon, again The disappearance seems to be an illusion, it seems to be a visual remnant, but Lu Zhengkang glimpsed in this short time, the hoe in the illusion is more crude in shape, the hoe is wider, and it seems to be made of stone tablets.

Lu Zhengkang was taken aback for a moment. He stopped his hoe and wanted to carefully recall the feeling of passing a hot goose feather on the tip of his heart. It was very subtle. In fact, the warm feeling was not obvious. But there was a special inspiration, like a sawtooth rack passing through the gears, squeaking and shaking, causing the blood in the back of his head to jump suddenly.

It's a wonderful feeling.It's really amazing.It's like a flashback of past memories, but other people's memories.

Lu Zhengkang wanted to remember, but he couldn't remember it. He continued to farm and plan the ground without thinking. After a while, he waved his hoe and saw the shadow again, this time more obvious.And it became more and more obvious that Lu Zhengkang stopped, and the shadow walked in front of him all of a sudden. The brown cloth was short, the hair behind his back was tied high, and the hoe wielded arbitrarily, almost not like plowing the field. It’s like dancing.There are no such people who plow the fields, and those who do this will never be normal farmers.

This happy Taoist farming.

Lu Zhengkang followed him, followed his footsteps of farming, and danced with him.

At first he felt quite stupid. Later, that kind of inspiration continued to flow, and he immediately found it very interesting. The shadow of the Taoist attached to his body surface, emitting a dull light, Lu Zhengkang felt his limbs numb. It's like being wrapped in a layer of human-shaped warm water, and even buoyant.

Lu Zhengkang half-squinted, feeling sleepy.The happy little tune of the former Taoist came faintly.

When he recovered, it was already midday. He arranged the borders of the four acres of land squarely, and then the phantom of the Taoist sat down on the edge of the field.Lu Zhengkang followed suit and sat down.

The Taoist phantom lay down next to him and took a nap, with his head resting on his arms, although his face was unclear, the comfort was obvious.Lu Zhengkang was not sleepy, he took out Tao Xun in his arms and began to play.

Uncle Sixth Master was stacking wheat piles in the field. Hearing the xun sound, he stopped working and listened for a while with his arms folded.The few uncles and uncles who were farther away also looked back.When they saw that Junior Brother Six was lazy, they immediately reprimanded: "You can have a snack, can we take a rest? Can you rest? We are ashamed to requisition our fields. We have been working for you all year!"

Uncle Six rolled his eyes, "Which one of you drank less wine I brew every year?"

"One yard goes one yard, you just can't be lazy."

"That's it."

Uncle Six shook his head, "Yes, I'm wrong." He buried his head and continued to pile up the wheat pile, and the others began to rest and listen to the music of the little teacher nephew.

Lu Zhengkang played a lot of tones, which were naturally the ones he had heard in his previous life.There is no rule that ancient people’s music must be better than today’s, and every era has good music.Therefore, the tune he plays is quite popular with several elders.

Lu Zhengkang played enough of the songs in his memory, and suddenly remembered the little tune of Taoist phantom hum, so he picked up a score from his memory and learned to play it.

The Taoist phantom was originally lying flat beside him basking in the sun, and stood up when he heard the tone.Lu Zhengkang hurriedly collected the Tao Xun.

The Taoist lighted a fire, lit the wasteland, and burned it. Lu Zhengkang naturally followed suit and set fire happily on the wasteland.

This movement somewhat surprised the uncles and uncles.The master came to check and saw that a circle of fire lines had been opened up at the edge of the field, and he was relieved immediately.

Slash and burn, the fire burned all afternoon.Midway, the phantom of the Taoist disappeared.Lu Zhengkang stared blankly until the flames extinguished. The weeds that had grown to the waist were now black and ash, like a scorched shell on the skin of a burned person. Heat and soot rose up, and Some embers released red light, radiating like vines and branches sprawling freely.

Today's work is complete.

Lu Zhengkang collected his hoe and walked to Xuanyouzi's house. It was time to have lunch.

There is not much difference between lunch and breakfast. It is nothing more than boiled eggs replaced with scrambled eggs. Xuanyouzi opened up a livestock pen in his own field and raised three pairs of chickens, a pair of ducks, and a stupid pig.This quantity will be maintained. The chickens and ducks can be eaten after they give birth, and the chickens and ducks' eggs can be taken at any time. As for the pig, since there is no other pig to breed it, it will be kept.