Chapter 9: Sky Eye

When there is enough water and air and this Feng Shui cannot bear it, then the Feng Shui situation here will change from Liujin Slot to Dize Feng Shui Bureau. By then this place will be a proper disaster. To the ground. "
　　 The old Taoist priest shook his head and said a little gloating.
　　 "Then, Chief Tao, do you know why this is?"
　　 "There are no more than two reasons. One is the displacement of the earth veins, and the Feng Shui naturally changes with it; the other is that someone, for some reason, artificially changed the Feng Shui."
　　 The old Taoist said with a curl of his lips.
　　 "What about here! What kind of reason is it?"
　　 "I don't think there has been any change in the veins around here, it should be artificial."
　　 "Then, will you help them?"
　　"How could it be possible that someone who can harm others to their own benefit and set up such a terrible situation against the sky does not have some earth-shattering conspiracy, that is, he has monstrous hatred.
　　 No matter which kind, such a guy is a proper and ruthless person. I'm full of food! I won't do this thankless thing!
　　 and you kid, I can warn you! Don't do anything silly with your head, I don't care about you when the time comes! "
　　 The old Taoist priest warned.
　　 "You really don't look like a Taoist priest!"
　　 Wang Musheng looked at the old Taoist priest and said with a greasy expression.
　　 "Why don't I look like a Taoist priest? What I follow is the core doctrine of Taoism. I don't know how to rule by doing nothing."
　　 The old Taoist curled his lips and said in dissatisfaction.
　　 "I know, my master told me that a very shameless doctrine, do nothing, do everything, you have reason to do it or not anyway."
　　 "Uh, this kind of explanation is shameless."
　　 Hearing what Wang Musheng said, the old Taoist thought for a while, and he nodded in agreement.
　　 "Master, why can't I see the anger you said?"
　　 Wang Musheng looked at the mountain village below with a look of doubt, but no matter how he looked at it, the mountain was still that mountain, and the water was still that water. There was no change, and he couldn't help but asked in doubt.
　　 "Nonsense, you are an introductory monk who has just half-footed into the cultivation path, a little guy who hasn't even opened his heavenly eyes, and wants to explore the mystery of the heaven and earth geomantic omen, do you think too much?"
　　 The old Taoist said disdainfully.
　　 "Then when can I see it, and I have to cultivate to be like a Taoist leader, the peak of the refinement period?"
　　Wang Musheng didn't care about the ridicule of the old Taoist priest, and he still asked without shame.
"First of all, I want to emphasize that being able to see the feng shui fortune of the heavens and the earth has little to do with the strength cultivation, but mainly lies in opening the eyes of the heavens. As long as the eyes of the heavens are opened, you can observe the veins of heaven and earth, and you can naturally see the feng shui between heaven and earth Fortune."
　　 "Sky Eye, is it a special spell? Can I learn it?"
　　"Unfortunately, the Sky Eye is not a magic technique, nor can it be learned. It is a kind of Su Hui, a thing from our original talent. It is determined by nature, and whether it can be opened depends entirely on chance.
　　 And what you said can be opened through acquired learning, although many people also call it the sky eye, but in fact it is not, in Buddhism it is called the "wisdom eye".
In Taoism, it is called "Dharma Eye".
　　Although they also possess some of the abilities of the Sky Eye, they are far behind in comparison. "
　　 Said the old Taoist proudly.
　　 "Then, can you teach me Dhamma, or the cultivation method of Wisdom Eye."
　　 "No."
　　 "Why?"
　　 "Because I won't! Now that I have a more advanced sky eye, why should I learn those?"
　　 "...," Wang Musheng.
　　 "By the way, since Dao Master, since I have already started, what level am I now! How far is it from your peak in the refinement period?"
　　 "Puff, haha!"
　　 The old Taoist priest heard Wang Musheng’s question as if he had heard a big joke, and even the wine he had just drunk spewed out.
　　 "Haha, you stupid little guy! What level, you just found the door, not even a monk!"
"do not understand?"
"Well, let me say this! You are at this stage! If you have to have a level, it is the physical training realm. At this stage, people will use special meditation or special physical training exercises to slowly He exercised his body and soul to the most perfect state.
　　 Then condense his first strand of mana. After having this strand of mana, he can pass the corresponding talisman and use some corresponding spells until this time! You can be regarded as a real monk.
　　 Then what you have to do is to continuously condense the mana, and wait until when you can run perfectly for a big week before you can become a monk in the refinement period.
　　 When will you wait until you can work perfectly in one breath, when one hundred and eight days of the week, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you can be regarded as a monk at the peak of the refinement period.
　　 You need to know my strength, which is where it is today, but after decades of hard work, your talent is a little worse than mine, if you work hard.
　　 Maybe when you reach my age, you will be able to reach the high level of refinement stage, right? Do you understand now? "
"understood?"
　　 Wang Musheng looked at the white beard and hair of the old Taoist priest, and said a little depressed.
　　 "Just understand, practice hard, don't be too lofty."
　　 Old Taoist priest, said in a tone that I am a person from here.
　　 Because of the cruel facts he knew from the old Taoist priest, Wang Musheng seemed a little depressed. Because of crossing, because of the magical techniques he had seen from the old Taoist priest, Wang Musheng's fairy-xia dream burned up.
Thinking that even with hard work, at the age of an old Taoist, he is nothing more than a sloppy old Taoist, and he can't become the kind of fairy like he imagined, flying with a sword and floating like a fairy. Wang Musheng feels his dream of a fairy. , As if at that moment, I was getting farther and farther away from myself.
In such a depressed mood, the two came to this unknown village. Although their moods were not high at this time, but before the old Taoist could speak, Wang Musheng consciously stepped forward and came to a person who was alone. The children playing on the stone mill at the entrance of the village asked the way.
　　 "Hello kid, can you tell me where it is?"
　　 Wang Musheng tried his best to soften his tone.
　　 But this little boy who doesn't look big, with a yellowish face, has no idea at all to answer Wang Musheng's question. He just turned his big, dripping eyes, looking at Wang Musheng and the old Taoist priest.