Chapter 901 Far up the cold mountain stone path

  I want to cross the sea.

  —who wouldn’t want to?

   And the most critical first step is to see the sea first. When you see the sea, you have the desire to cross the sea.

   In the words of Dao Zang in previous lives, if you want to obtain Dao, if you want to ask for Dao, at least you have to hear Dao first, right? If you don't even know what "Dao" is, then ask for a hammer?

   Xu Guangling told Xu Tonghui "The Road to Qingyun", but the most important thing was not to teach him the secret method. Of course, the secret method could not be published in this kind of external "official document".

   is also not to tell him a few "Dao poems".

   Or, not simply, far more than that.

   Through this script, Xu Guangling only did one thing, that is, pointing to the sea and pointing it to Xu Tonghui.

   Including telling this story to Gan Congshi now, also has the same intention.

After hearing about it, Gan Congshi pondered for a long time.

The wine in the altar was completely drained, and after taking the last sip from the cup, Gan Congshi let out a slight sigh of wine, and then asked Xu Guangling in a feigned drunkenness, "Xiaolingzi, that 'condensation qi scattered'. , does it really exist?"

   As a pharmacist, or aboriginal medicine king, it seems not surprising that this question was asked first.

  Xu Guangling smiled slightly, then said: "Really, there is."

   This is the same thing as the "Ten Thousand Laws". Whether they exist or not depends entirely on Xu Guangling's will. If he wants to have it, then there will be.

   So at this time, he said "really", he said "existence", that is real existence.

  Geng Congshi was stagnant in his heart.

   Can't believe it's true, let alone doubt it's false, this is probably what he's thinking now.

   After getting confirmation from Xu Guangling again, the description of Ningqi San in the story just now came to Gan Congshi's mind verbatim.

   "No matter how bad the root is, no matter how bad the understanding is, no matter how lazy the practice is, as long as you take this condensing qi powder, you will be able to condense the qi within ten years, and then break into the channel."

   "And if the root is good, the understanding is good, and the practice is good, within three years, it is hoped that the veins will be opened."

   That decade or something was completely ignored by Gan Congshi.

There was only one sentence    circling like a gust of wind in his mind.

   Within three years, it is expected that the pulse will be healed!

  How many years did it take for Gan Congshi to move from condensing Qi to Tongmai?

   Twenty-eight years!

   Almost thirty years.

   and three years, a tenfold difference.

   And this is only the beginning of cultivation, it is only the lowest level of the lowest level among the three levels of human level, earth level, and heaven level.

   That kind of shock, that kind of confusion, that kind of loss, that kind of vicissitudes of life cannot be understood by anyone who is not involved.

   And these kinds of things finally turned into a kind of sadness.

  Gan Congshi looked at Xu Guangling, in a trance, he was clearly just sitting on the opposite side of the figure close at hand, but it seemed to be far away on the other side of the sea, far away from the sky.

   What he saw in front of him seemed to be just a phantom.

   Having read the Wooden Panjing before, he was already hit hard enough. After reviewing the whole night of the past, he thought that his mood had completely calmed down, but he never thought that he would hear such a story again.

   You did it on purpose, eh?

   But at this moment, the Gan Congshi has completely lost the mind of complaining in this regard.

   After being stunned for a while, he just continued to ask with a desolate tone and demeanor: "The tree of the sky also exists?"

"exist."

   Xu Guangling Road.

  In the description of the mirror, there is such a thing.

   Of course, it's not called "The Tree of Babel".

   But the name is actually the same, just like he was called Xu Guangling in his previous life, also called Xu Zhuoyan, in this life he was called Zhuang Mingtang, and now he is called Xu Guangling.

   Xu Guangling was him.

   Xu Zhuoyan is also him.

  Zhuang Mingtang is still him.

   In the future, he is destined to have more names.

   And the initial coordinates are always only two, Xu Guangling, from the parents who were born and raised, and Xu Zhuoyan, from the teacher who preached.

   When he used the name Xu Guangling, his parents were in his heart.

   When he remembered the name Xu Zhuoyan, the teacher was in his heart.

   "That... sir, also exists?" After a long pause, Gan Congshi continued to ask.

   That gentleman does not exist.

This one was originally a fictional character created by Xu Guangling, but it is neither fiction nor fiction. His image not only fits Mr. Zhang Lao, but also Mr. Chen, and it also blends in with Xu Guangling himself. .

   In other words, this is the image of a "Taoist" that Xu Guangling wanted.

   Just like when he wrote "Brightening Qihua" and "Lan Ke", and then described a kind of life state he wanted.

   Lao Tzu described his Taoist image in the Tao Te Ching:

   "Subtle and mysterious, the depths are incomprehensible. Yuxi is like winter wading into the river,..."

   "Know the male, guard the female. Know the white, guard the black."

   "Know the world without leaving home. Seeing the way of heaven without peeping."

   and so on.

   And here in Xu Guangling, that gentleman is also one of the images.

   When he wrote the script, Xu Guangling was casual, just like scribbling graffiti, but when he wrote about the gentleman, Xu Guangling was solemn and solemn. Of course, it's a big deal, because it was originally based on him and them.

   When the teacher is there, when the old man is there, when he is there.

   Lao Zhang's "teaching", Chen Lao's "hao", and the "high" he is currently in, these three characteristics of the three of them are combined, and that is the "sir".

   So at this time, faced with this Gan Cong-style question, Xu Guangling also did not hesitate, nodded directly, and said, "Exist."

   Gan Congshi also nodded.

   He thought he understood.

  Why is this little guy in front of him like this, why is he only in his early 10s, why hasn't he officially started practicing, why is he just a little bit, just...

   All of this should be due to that "Sir".

   Unexpectedly, there are such people in the world.

The thought of    flashed through Gan Congshi's mind, but it was only a flash. - He is not qualified to make any evaluation of such a person who exists in the outer world.

   Gan Congshi even felt that he was not even qualified to look up.

   Because the gap is too far.

   And the gap doesn’t seem that far…

  The reflection of the world is hidden in your eyes.

  Gan Congshi looked at the opposite side, and in the eyes of this little figure opposite, he saw an image that was both familiar and unfamiliar, a bit old, a bit confused, a bit sad, and a bit of a passion that seemed to be hidden.

   Meeting someone like "Mr.", he has no chance.

   Don't say now, even if you go back one hundred and eighty years ago, it is equally impossible for him to have a chance.

   But Xiaolingzi…

  If it wasn't for the fear of being stupid, Gan Congshi would even want to giggle a little when he thought about it.

Shaking his head, he shook his head vigorously, Gan Congshi tried his best to throw "man's ten million orifices" and "Mr." out of his consciousness, trying not to think about those things, he even thought about some kind of meaning Forget those.

   shook his head, and all the confusion and sadness were shaken away.

  The mind of Gan Congshi completely turned back to Qingming, just like the dawn that has come, both clear and bright.

   "Xiaolingzi, can I worship you as my teacher?" Gan Congshi smiled drunkenly.

  Yes, after Qingming, he was drunk again, and he seemed to be more drunk than before.

   (end of this chapter)