Chapter 107: Looking for Taoists

In fact, after Zhou Xing's first transfer was completed, his attribute panel appeared Xuan Yuan Qi. He has always regarded Xuan Yuan Qi purely as mana. Now it seems that he wants to be simple.
After about a stick of incense, Zhou Xing's head was covered with sweat, and he finally sensed a little bit of profound energy, but he was not sure, he was always afraid that it was his own psychological hint, it was an illusion, so he took a rest and re-perceived this time It was clearer than last time. He saw a purple air mass at the Dantian location, only the size of a quail egg.
Zhou Xing couldn't help frowning. According to the book, Xuan Yuan Qi is all pure white. How could his purple be? Could it be that it has deteriorated after being used for a long time? ...No way!
Zhou Xing was puzzled. He never felt uncomfortable anyway, so he stopped asking for trouble, and began to breathe in the spirit of heaven and earth according to the breathing method taught in the book, transforming it into his own profound energy.
An hour later, Zhou Xing gradually learned the trick. When he looked inside, he could see strands of white air entering from his mouth and nose, walking through the meridians around his body, and finally converging at the pubic area and blending into the purple air mass.
Zhou Xing suddenly had a sense of understanding. He guessed that before the formal practice, everyone in the body was full of purple air masses. When the inhaled white profound vitality qi increases, the purple air masses will gradually become lighter and eventually become normal white air masses. .
With this thought, he absorbed his power more tightly. This sitting was ten hours, Zhou Xing entered a state of total forgetfulness, completely forgetting time, and he opened his eyes until a bell came from a distance.
As soon as his eyes opened, two purple lights shot out. Although it was only a moment, the room still lit up. Zhou Xing rubbed his eyes, thinking he had made a mistake, so he didn't think much about it, got out of bed and walked out of the cabin.
When he came outside, he saw many disciples wearing robes walking outwards quickly, so he naturally did not dare to neglect, and followed the crowd out of the residential area, and rushed all the way to a large square.
Zhou Xing stayed up all night and kept spitting out his energy, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. On the contrary, he felt that his energy was much stronger than yesterday. His body was warm, and his strength kept coming out. He couldn't help marveling at the mystery of spiritual practice, and became more and more curious about it.
After arriving in the square, the disciples stood by themselves, and Zhou Xing also found a place to stand. Suddenly, there was a sense of the whole school doing radio gymnastics in the playground when he was a student.
Soon, two Daoists with a childlike appearance and their backs turned to the disciples, standing with their hands down. When another bell sounded, the two Daoists pulled away and started practicing boxing, and all the disciples followed suit.
Zhou Xing remembered that Lin Meng'er had said before that every morning class was punching boxing and chanting.
The movements of the two Taoists were very slow, and they had a sense of naturalness. Zhou Xing had not learned it before, and followed the gestures, feeling that this set of boxing was somewhat similar to Tai Chi, but in many places it was different.
After a stick of incense, a set of punches was finally finished, Zhou Xing was sweating profusely. He didn't expect such a slow punch to be so tiring.
After that, the disciples entered the hall one by one and sat on their futons. There was a small wooden table in front of the futon, and a thick stack of Taoist classics was placed on the table. There was a well-dressed Taoist sitting in front of the hall. It was the first time that Zhou Xing saw him. Taoists were kind and good-looking, just like a teacher who asked everyone to open a book and how many pages they reached, and then led everyone to recite. stand up.
Zhou Xing was a young monk who had no intention of reciting the scriptures, and he also suspected that the scriptures were obscure and difficult to understand. He only knew the words above, but did not understand the specific meaning. Zhou Xing originally thought that after reading the scriptures, the Taoist would explain it word by word, but he didn't expect that the Taoist would say nothing but let everyone realize themselves, and then announced the end of the morning class.
Zhou Xing was dizzy, and he followed everyone to leave the hall and walked back. He is now quite interested in meditation and hopes to reach the first level of profound energy as soon as possible.
On the way, he saw Yang Wang, hesitated, and asked, "Brother Yang, I have a small question about cultivation, and I hope you can give me some advice."
Yang Wang smiled and said, "Senior brother, I don't know what you are polite, so let's talk about it."
Zhou Xing whispered: "Does the Xuan Yuan Qi in the monk's body have different colors? For example, there are white, red, blue and so on."
Yang Wang thought that Zhou Xing would raise some profound questions. When he asked this, he couldn't help but laughed and said: "How is it possible, all are pure white! Even if you cultivate to the Nascent Infant Realm like the Sect Master, it will not change. You, you, you can really think about it!"
Zhou Xing felt a little in his heart, and nodded as usual, "So it seems that I am thinking too much."
"By the way, what are you going to do this afternoon? The mountain is required during morning classes, and the rest of the time is free."
Zhou Xing was taken aback and said, "I have nothing to do except practice."
"Why don't we go for an outing. There are many beautiful sceneries on this mountain, and it is more lively together."
Yang Wang invited him for the first time, but Zhou Xing was inconvenient to refuse. Although he had no interest in the time-wasting behavior of outings, and even a little bit of resistance, he still said, "Okay, who else?"
"I have invited a few top-notch among our peers, and I will introduce you to you in a while." Yang Wang was very interested, turned Zhou Xing and walked towards the back mountain.
The back mountain was indeed picturesque, the scenery was pleasant, and the air was much fresher. After they walked for a while, they saw people ahead, three men and two women, and Lin Meng'er was there.
"Come on, let me introduce to you. This is Zhou Xing. I went up the mountain yesterday." Yang Wang pointed to Zhou Xing and then pointed to several other people. "The taller one is Xiao Suo, and the fat one is Ge Xiong. The thin one is called Mu Jian, her name is Lin Meng'er, and her name is Xia Yingchun. They all went up the mountain this year."
Zhou Xing nodded his greetings to everyone. Everyone was young, they were about the same age, and they had all cultivated for a short time, and they also had the active atmosphere of the people from the mountain. They were not restrained and unpretentious, and soon became acquainted with Zhou Xing. Especially Lin Meng'er, who had seen it yesterday, is already an acquaintance.
Then, the seven people strolled around the mountain, chatting while walking, talking and laughing, it was so lively.
Zhou Xing walked all the way to observe, he could see that this is not a simple game, this is a carefully planned blind date meeting.
Zhou Xing was speechless, feeling dumbfounded. He looked at Yang Wang many times, and the latter responded with a meaningful smile. Zhou Xing did not have this thought, but expressed his understanding that it is too bitter and lonely to cultivate Taoism. Unless the Taoist heart is as solid as a rock and as hard as iron, it is really unbearable. It is harder to be accompanied by a Taoist companion than being a single dog. Much stronger.
Zhou Xing didn’t know what Lin Meng’er and Xia Yingchun thought. Maybe they knew, maybe they were still in the dark. Anyway, nothing was revealed. On the surface, it was just a group of young people traveling in mountains and water, but they were invisibly drawn closer. The distance between each other.