Because the dantian is actually just a sea of qi, there is no way to borrow, and it is all about spiritual power, so it is the most difficult; But because only the sea of qi has no body cells, it does not need to strengthen the cells, and it is the simplest.The sign of the dantian into the Dan is that the qi sea of the entire dantian condenses into a round golden pill, which is smooth and spiritual, such as a keen geokinetic instrument, and the slightest vibration of the ground will trigger a spherical reaction.This is the principle of the autumn wind before the cicada is moved, and the danger from the outside world stimulates the golden pill formed by the condensation of the dantian's spiritual power, which makes the golden pill have a reaction similar to a whim.Danger can be detected seconds, minutes, or even hours in advance.Practice to the highest depth, as long as someone is planning the assassination behind his back, and someone who has the ability to perceive the cicada before the autumn wind moves, he can feel it.It's a god.Looking at the text recorded in the codex, Wang Yong was a little itchy.He really wanted to start practicing now.But I can only forcibly hold back.After all, it's working time, and it's okay to read books, but it's too much to practice.After reading the rest of the codex, the codex author bluntly said that he realized this too late, and now he is in his sixties, and he has already passed the best age for double cultivation in life.Even if he started to cultivate spiritual power now and use spiritual power to strengthen cells, it would be very difficult.Because his body cells have entered the aging stage, there is not much time left for him by God.He deduced that the best age to practice was sixteen.If you start to practice spiritual power at this age, you will not be depleted by your spiritual power because your body is too weak.At the same time, children at this age are also the most energetic, and it is a good time to practice.The further back you go, the worse the effect.The elderly who do not have a physical foundation should be more cautious.Spiritual power consumes qi and blood very much, and many people who begin to study the Buddhist path after old age often die earlier than normal old people, which is the reason.Wang Yong touched his nose regretfully, he is now twenty-two years old, six years overage.However, compared with this codex author, Wang Yong still has enough age advantage.If the author's theory is correct, I believe that Wang Yong will at least be able to walk out of a broader road than this author.The only thing that worries Wang Yong is that no one knows whether the road pointed out by the author is a smooth road or a cliff.It's like walking on a mountain road in the dark, you can't see your fingers, you can only probe the ground with your feet little by little, and when you reach a hanging place, no one knows whether it is a small slope or a cliff below.Wang Yong didn't dare to bet.Therefore, Wang Yong is only ready to practice the ability of the cicada to perceive before the autumn wind moves, and the rest are not ready to imitate."
Little junior brother, it's not early.The canon of Chinese culture is almost complete, can we let everyone go back to rest early" At this time, Qin Zheng came to Wang Yong in a wheelchair and asked.Wang Yong looked at the sky outside, it was indeed not early, and there was a heavy dark cloud falling in the sky in the distance, as if it was about to rain heavily.Wang Yong nodded: "Okay, no one will be left to work overtime today, everyone will go back to rest."
I still have a little bit to tidy up, and I'll be gone when I'm done. ”When everyone heard this, they sorted out the work at hand, said hello to Wang Yong, and left one after another.These days are indeed tiring enough, and this kind of rainy day can have a good night's sleep, but everyone expects it.Soon, Wang Yong was the only one left in the office.Wang Yong flipped through the hundred lock songs of the avenue and delayed some time, and he had to make up for the missing work.Boom, low thunder sounded outside the window, and there was a faint flash of lightning in the night sky, and it seemed that this rain was inevitable."
Teacher Wang, you haven't left yet" The museum doorman asked when he saw that Wang Yong's room was still lit.Wang Yong smiled: "I'll leave immediately, and I'll trouble you to open the door later." ”"Little things.It's been a long time since it's rained, and this time it should be raining a lot.Mr.
Wang, don't work too late, otherwise it will be difficult to go back to the hotel.And "the doorman stopped talking.""
And what" "Yes, Mr.
Wang is not an outsider, so I'll tell you the truth."
I've been a janitor here for more than a decade, and usually the museum is fine, but on stormy nights, it's prone to strange things.Although no one died because of this, they were also panicked," the doorman said.Wang Yong was stunned, there was a supernatural phenomenon on a thunderstorm, isn't this something that only happens to the Yanjing Forbidden City, the Yanjing Forbidden City has a long history, there have been emperors living in it in all dynasties, and a large number of eunuchs and maidservants have died innocently.Therefore, it is understandable that the so-called paranormal events were born.However, the Wanwan Palace Museum was built in the 60s, and it is a bit ridiculous that such a new place also has supernatural events.However, Wang Yong did not show any disbelief, after all, the doorman was also kind."
Okay, I see, I'll leave as soon as possible."
Wang Yongdao.The doorman is gone.And Wang Yong was left to take a look at the lightning in the sky and bury his head in work.Two hours later, Wang Yong finally finished the work at hand, and looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.And at this time, the rainstorm that had been brewing for a long time began to really begin.The rain poured down on the ground, and soon the whole world was covered in vapour.Even the lights became foggy.Wang Yong looked at the torrential rain outside the door, and suddenly realized that there was a problem: he didn't bring an umbrella.I had no choice but to stay for the time being, waiting for the rain to light up a little before leaving.Being idle is also idle, Wang Yong's heart suddenly moved, and he decided to practice the method in the song of the hundred locks of the Great Dao.Wang Yongpan sat at the door of the office and began to condense the spiritual power of the dantian according to what was said in the song of the Great Dao Baisuo.Because of his previous experience, Wang Yong soon entered the state.It's just that more than ten minutes have passed, but Wang Yong, who has quickly entered the state, has never been able to condense his spiritual power and form a golden pill according to what is said in the song of the Great Dao Hundred Locks.Not even a crude prototype can be made.It seems that there is something in Wang Yong's body that is against Wang Yong, restricting the condensation of Wang Yong's spiritual power."
It's weird."
Wang Yong thought about it, calmed down again, sank his mind into the dantian, and tried to manipulate the spiritual mind to form here.Who knows, no matter how hard Wang Yong tries, the situation is still the same.As soon as the spiritual power was gathered, it was quickly dispersed and disappeared.It's like Wang Yong is making flour, but there is a hair dryer underneath, which blows all the flour into pieces, sprinkled and sprinkled, and can't be formed at all."
What went wrong, the last time I visualized the creation of the Flood Furnace, it was obviously very successful, why didn't it work this time" Wang Yong's heart flashed a trace of panic.Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a huge bright light flashed in the sky, illuminating half of the Palace Museum.Then there was the explosion of thunder with a delay of a few seconds.The click was deafening, mixed with the continuous electric light, which was particularly shocking.The thunder was loud, but the rain seemed to be light.The lightning vanished, leaving only a curtain of rain outside the door, like a curtain separating the two worlds of yin and yang.In the midst of the rain curtain of "babbling", a voice suddenly sounded, like a Peking Opera actor hanging his throat.It's a pity that the hanging is not professional, and you can still hear the rough male voice.Wang Yong woke up from his cultivation with a spirit.I looked out the door, but there was nothing."
Could it be auditory hallucinations," Wang Yong said puzzled.As soon as the words fell, I heard the voice sound again."
It's a pity that the world says I'm a fan, these words are really strange.I don't know the heavens and the earth, and I want to plow the void.It's a pity that the world says I'm crazy, and these words are the most ridiculous.I often play with Xuanji and drive the sun and the moon into the center.It's a pity that the world says I'm deaf, and these words don't make sense.I am deaf and do not hear the things of the world, and the mines shake and drummer.It's a pity that the world says I'm blind, and these words are very cunning.I can blindly look at the moon in the sky, catch the star and kill it with a knife" is like a poem, like a song, like madness and drunkenness, with a strong wanton wildness in the voice, as if there is a magic force, so that Wang Yong can't help but stand up and listen close to the threshold."
Who is it?"
Wang Yong couldn't help but ask.No one answered, only the sound of singing in the depths of the rain curtain continued.Wang Yong's face sank slightly, could this be the supernatural event that the doorman said, this building that has only been built for more than 50 years, and there is really such a situation, and the supernatural event in the Yanjing Forbidden City, scientists have already given an explanation, saying that it is because the palace wall of the Forbidden City is red and contains ferric tetroxide, and lightning can be conducted down through ferric tetroxide.If someone happens to pass by at this time, then the palace wall at this time becomes a video tape, with a video function, and the image of the person passing by is recorded.Later, if lightning appears, it will trigger the image inadvertently recorded by the wall, recreating the shadow of the ancients.So this Palace Museum in Wanwan, is it the same principle, Wang Yong doesn't understand."
It's a pity that the world says I'm faint, these words are really a village.I am faint and clumsy, and I know that there is kindness in harm.I advise the world not to laugh at me, for your skin is not right.Turning back is the confusion of shore learning, and preserving Taihe is the positive result. ”The voice came out again, becoming clearer and clearer, as if the person singing the ballad was approaching Wang Yong.A cool breath rose from Wang Yong's back, and in the next second, his eyes lit up, and he broke through the heavy rain curtain like an arrow and shot towards the source of the sound."
Pretending to be a ghost" Wang Yong's scolding voice was particularly loud in the roaring rain, but he always suppressed the continuous singing of songs.And Wang Yong, who entered the rain curtain, swept his eyes repeatedly, but he couldn't find any figures."
There won't really be ghosts," Wang Yong couldn't help but shake the belief in his heart."
It can't be that even if there is a ghost, it is just a spiritual body.There is a way to break it, there is nothing to be afraid of" Wang Yong's eyes became firm again, standing in the rain curtain, his fist spirit slowly diffused, trying to find the possible ghost, using his vast fist spirit to defeat it.It's just that the moment Wang Yong's fist intent was released, a sudden change occurred.