The body is pitifully thin, and the true qi circulates rapidly in the meridians. Lin Xiao knows the Yuan God in the sea and recites the Tao Te Ching. A little golden light slowly shoots out from Lin Xiao Yuan God, and Lin Xiao Yuan God grows more and more like a stranger.
It is the effect of silently reciting the Tao Te Ching that surpasses the effect of Yuan God’s practice brought by the tactic of killing God.
Lin Xiao silently read the Tao Te Ching over and over again …
It has been half a month since Lin Xiao came to this ugly earth.
It’s strange that Lin Xiao is naturally used to the environment, life, people and things here, and it’s still full of impurities and uncomfortable energy every day, but Lin Xiao’s body will no longer tremble. It’s still worse to absorb aura every day when practicing, but Lin Xiao’s body will never feel uncomfortable again. Lin Xiao can adapt to all this speed and be miraculous!
Get up in the morning and breathe a few mouthfuls of’ fresh air’ mixed with automobile exhaust. Facing the East, breathe a trace of ultraviolet rays. The essence of the sun is full of bleach. Rinse your mouth and drink a cup of tap water mixed with some chemical additive’ fresh milk’. Eat two fried dough sticks mixed with alum or pig lymph nodes to make steamed buns. Fill a few cans of beer with that pig’s head, wear shorts with a strong formaldehyde smell, walk on a pair of cheap slippers made of recycled waste plastics. Lin Xiaoshu yawned and patted his belly lazily and sat on the balcony.
That bald man is fat, a strange machine is playing some word games, which is an important way for him to exchange his life. Lin Xiao knows nothing about it. He is limited to lying on a soft cushion and gawking at the sun. His chest is slowly rising and falling, and he absorbs aura to enhance his self-cultivation. Although the aura here is worse than aura, it is more like poison gas, but it can be enhanced and repaired. This situation is enough. Lin Xiao has nothing to criticize.
What makes Lin Xiao more satisfied is that he has found many Taoist scriptures, such as Tao Te Ching and Huang Ting Ching. These traditional Chinese scriptures have shocked Lin Xiao, just like a devout Christian who saw an angel appear in front of him. In general, Lin Xiao has repeatedly read these scriptures for five days, and then he keeps thinking about every sentence and word in his mind, and he can get new gains from them every time. He is too lazy to think about the origin of these scriptures. It is always enough that they are real.
In the afternoon, I don’t know through what channels to get some traditional Chinese short stories. Lin Xiao will also use these novels to pass away the bloody reality and the fact that all kinds of swords and swords have become cruel. The fantasy of the grand magical scene made Lin Xiao marvel at the way his bald and fat colleagues thought that day. He really doesn’t understand that these people have never been in touch with a real monk for a generation. Some incredible means, Lin Xiao, from the perspective of knowledge, that means that Luo Jinxian is even more powerful to have magical powers 3! These guys, how did they figure it out?
By this time, Lin Xiao was white, bald and fat. He was really not a Buddhist monk-he and his friends were really ordinary people.
It happened that these eccentric ordinary people gave Lin Xiao a great shock.
Crushed and frozen, Lin Xiao saw a lot of things in these novels that made him sigh, and some strange ideas made him feel enlightened. It is absurd to say so. A group of guys who can’t understand Taoism can make Lin Xiao understand, but the fact is that these guys’ ideas are too absurd, but they just give Lin Xiao a great point. Some clever imperial swords, some defensive tactics and some evasive skills are found out from these novel chapters and carefully remembered by Lin Xiao.
Bald and fat usually work hard at that machine in the afternoon for an hour or so, and then he will call friends and go out to hang out. He has become accustomed to this earth environment and eats meat and drinks in a big bowl. Lin Xiao naturally makes friends with him. He has found that this bald and fat man has a wide understanding of ghosts and gods. This strange earth has lost his magical power. Lin Xiao may really have to fall bald and fat if he wants to find a native monk on the earth.
It’s strange that neither the bald man nor his friends around him have any doubts about Lin Xiao’s identity. It’s so natural for Lin Xiao to live in his room. He doesn’t feel that he is bald and fat. What’s wrong with eating and drinking here? Lin Xiao has a Taoist casual demeanor in his every move, and this bald man is a little heartless. It seems that he is not wary of people. It took him a night to accept Lin Xiao, a living man who was picked up from the street.
On this day, I don’t know what trouble the bald man met. After drinking more than a dozen cans of beer, it was in the evening that his mother left the machine called brain machine, put on crumpled shorts and blouse, stepped on a pair of broken slippers, and when he pulled Lin Xiao out of the door and returned to the ladder, he took out his mobile phone and called for friends and people to discuss where to solve the dinner problem.
I have seen it many times, but Lin Xiao is still surprised to look at the fat hand mobile phone, which is close to the magic weapon of a thousand-mile sound. Lin Xiao still doesn’t know how these mortals are made, but Lin Xiao already knows that few people on the earth can accept monks. He carefully controls his words and deeds and does not express unnatural feelings about these things that should be known to everyone.
At the corner of a narrow old street in Shanghai, a few plastic tables and chairs were set up at the edge of a mobile pot-stewed stall, and a lot of meat was being boiled in aluminum pot, which made people’s intestines and stomach "goo goo". I couldn’t wait to reach into the pot and grab a few pieces of boiled meat to calm down. I couldn’t wait for my tongue to be repaid. I put a dozen big pots with vinegar cucumber, pickled cabbage, chicken feet, duck head, rabbit head and other snacks, and there were a pile of more than a dozen boxes of beer on the side of the stall.
Bald and fat sat on an oily plastic bench. With a wave of his hand, his chubby arm reported a series of eating names. The chubby boss smiled and his eyelids narrowed into a ball. While making out, he responded quickly and prepared to eat according to the fat command.
Lin Xiao sat opposite the fat man. He curiously looked at the surrounding streets and pedestrian sea. The city has been here for half a month. Lin Xiao usually saw the most glorious and prosperous side of the city, the towering skyscrapers, the well-dressed men and women, and the wanton joy and drunkenness. He didn’t expect that there was such a street in a corner of the city, a narrow, shabby street where people were lazy and comfortable, walking around in pajamas, slightly decadent, but giving people a warm atmosphere of life.
Fat dragged a box of beer from his side. It was very clever. A key pried the bottle cap and handed a bottle of beer to Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao took the bottle and poured a bottle of beer into his stomach without saying a word.
There are a lot of impurities mixed in the raw materials of this beer. Not only for the beer body, Lin Xiao appreciates this novel drink, the strange feeling that the whisked foam is cold at the entrance, but the slightly rude but refreshing taste. After spending half a month with this fat man, Lin Xiao feels that he has become more and more like a native of this earth. Although it is a bit mediocre, it is very practical and has a very real feeling that he is still alive.
This is a different experience from Lin Xiao’s life before.
He is a respected doctor in rejuvenation hall, Dr. Lin, and everyone in rejuvenation hall has high hopes for Erh Lin. Although he is in contact with the secular world, he has not integrated into it.
When he entered the Great Rodin Road, he was a proud disciple. Because of an adventure in his mind, he condensed the elixir. He was cultivated as a monk by the Great Rodin Road, and he and the secular world were gone.
Yuan Zong, he is even more detached. He is a master alchemist. Even Yuan Zong’s disciples are polite to him. What is secularism? What is the world of mortals? Lin Xiao has no feeling in his mind. He is like the world of mortals in the clouds. His roots are not touched at all.
Now he unexpectedly came to the earth, he was destroyed by the great pressure of the forbidden fairy array, and then a magical power was abolished. Except for a body that was thousands of times stronger than ordinary people, everything was different from ordinary people. He followed this bald fat man into ordinary people’s life, eating and drinking like ordinary people, walking like ordinary people, drinking beer by car and chatting like ordinary people. He saw the most glamorous side of the city-but from their mouths, he knew that there was a heavy behind this glamour. He also saw the real side of the city today ―― but this slightly declining side of reality gave him such a warm feeling.
Chapter one hundred and fifty Feeling
"Mom, don’t look at my extravagant pig head. I can drink two yuan a bottle of beer for thousands of dollars, and I like it!" Bald and fat pried a bottle of beer for himself while pouring wine into his stomach and said vaguely, "I also like seafood in big hotels and roadside stalls!" Grandma said that I still prefer the taste of this roadside stall! "
Bald and fat is a little crazy. He is shaking his head and drinking beer. He doesn’t know what to yell at. Lin Xiao looks at bald and fat with a smile, but his attention is put in a small grocery store across the street.
A little woman wearing a nightgown with small blue flowers on a white background is holding a babbling baby’s grocery store. The little woman Hite has an accent and the owner of the store is chatting with each other, which gives a little satisfaction. From the baby’s constant finger rubbing his face, his eyes are wide open and his cute face makes Lin Xiao laugh.
This little woman doesn’t have those glamorous places. Those women are delicate and energetic. She is simple and carefree, just like a simple wild flower quietly placed behind a rock in the back of the rejuvenation valley, quietly spitting a little faint fragrance. This little woman is not beautiful and can be ordinary, but the real satisfaction of her face makes Lin Xiao feel comfortable. The atmosphere around her is still so cloudy, and a little thin aura is still mixed with unbearable odor and impurities. But there seems to be a strange halo around that woman. She makes her body and Zhou Xiaoxiao become very warm together.
Attention was diverted from the small grocery store. A few boys and girls dressed in school and carrying bags chattered and skipped across the street. A chubby little girl was holding a handful of mutton kebabs in her hand. While discussing something with friends around her, she gulped the mutton kebabs and bit them with oil.
Two old men holding hands walked slowly through the street. White-haired old men and white-haired old women walked by with smiles. There was a strong contrast between them and those children who were full of vigor and vitality. The contrast between life and death was so strong at this moment, but whether they were just freshmen or dying, they all enjoyed themselves or walked down the street quietly and peacefully, or laughed and danced.
There are tall buildings in the distance, and the sky is getting dark, and the neon lights of the tall buildings are on, which is in sharp contrast with the dim lights of this street.
Those guys and girls who are willing to be happy are in sharp contrast with the peaceful and quiet citizens here
The old people here are in sharp contrast with those children.
What’s more, the chicken feet randomly sent by the chubby food stall owner’s dish are in sharp contrast with those chicken feet decorated with fine white porcelain dishes with bones removed and flowers and fresh fruits in the hotel.
Even when the bald guy across the street was fat and quiet, he became angry and cursed with the Internet, which also formed a strong contrast.
The Tao of heaven and earth is born naturally without the harmony of yin and yang and all things.
Lin Xiao vomitted an one mouthful beer table finger, and there was a subtle attraction when a pool of drinks crossed his fingertips, resulting in a freehand brushwork Tai Chi diagram appearing on the desktop. Lin Xiao said lightly, "Tai Chi is two instruments, two instruments, two students and four phases. This is the origin of all things in the world." Lin Xiao took a deep breath and seemed to think that he was white.
Isn’t the pure and fresh air in the monastic world and the muddy and dirty air on the earth two sides of Tai Chi?
There is yin, there is yang, there is life, there is death, there is new, there is old, there is clean, there is dirty, there is vigorous development, and there must be gradual decline in the world. This is not the case.
If everything in the world is average, wouldn’t it be a few changes? Lost the fun of numbers?
How can it be quiet without the monastic world and show that the earth is dirty?
How can we show that the monastic world is spotless without the filthy earth?
Is life worth cherishing if there is no death? What’s the point of living this lifeless world without it?