Chapter 23 I think you know my strangeness

"It is said that there are so many martial arts in Chang'an City as dogs and swordsmen walk around. There is no doubt that this statement is too exaggerated, but after all, it is the capital of the empire, the world's first male, naturally hidden dragon and crocodile, and many practitioners. If you go to Chang'an, you will go to Chang'an. If there is nothing wrong with the academy, you can do cautiously outside the academy and do less. "

"Yes." Ning Que responded, and then tentatively asked: "Mr. Lu, I wonder if there is anything to be vigilant in Chang'an City ... or the strong man who is difficult to provoke?"

Lu Qingchen glanced at the teenager and said with a faint ridicule: "Who said that night didn't want to know these?"

Ning Que scratched his head with a smile.

"It doesn't make sense to say." Lu Qingchen shook his head with a smile and said, "You only need to remember that there are many practitioners in the world, but the traceability is nothing more than the Buddhist magic. Most Taoism set up an altar in various places. Magic sects do not need to mention it. Taoism is the Haotian Taoist gate of my belonging. You should know that there is where my Hao Tiandao General Altar is. "

"The royal family of various countries respect worship? Is the empire's attitude towards Haotian Road?" Ning Que asked.

Lu Qingchen smiled bitterly. As the Great Tang Empire, the first power of the world, should be regarded as the only worldly royal family in the world who dares to give Haotian Road. Haotian Road did not have any way to take the empire, but as the Tang Dynasty, he was in Haotian Road as the Tang Dynasty. The situation is a bit embarrassing.

"What about Mozong? What are the special strong men?" Ning Que noticed that the old man looked a little strange, so he quickly turned the topic and said with a smile: "Speaking of the day, you said that the big sword division was used by the big sword division that day. Is it a magic method, do I really understand what kind of means are the means of magic? "

Hearing the word Mozong, Lu Qingchen's expression became solemn and serious, saying, "Don't remember this paragraph, don't tell people outside in the future."

"Yes, sir."

"Regardless of the Buddha or the academy, these decent practices are based on people's sense of understanding the world, and then they are coexisting harmoniously. The so -called control of vitality should be used by the world."

Lu Qingchen squinted his eyes, and seemed to be recalling something. You said, "The road where the magic sect is not the same as the ancestors. They actually admitted to the vitality of heaven and earth into their bodies."

"This ... what's wrong?" Ning Que wanted to think about it, and did not feel that there was something wrong with this practice method. Literally, it seemed to be more direct.

"Don't say this kind of nonsense in the future. If you are in the academy or Haotian Road, you must dare to comment on the magic sect as above, and you will be expelled from the door, and you will be punished more severely."

Lu Qingchen warned with a serious look: "Compared with the heaven and the earth, the human body is like an ant. The snowy mountain air and sea in the body can barely accommodate its own mind power. How can the human body bear it if the energy of the heaven and earth is forcibly absorbed into the body? There is only one end, and that is like what happened at Beishan Pass. A great swordsman died violently."

"But since the Demon Sect is called a sect..." Ning Que paid attention to his tone and asked respectfully: "I think there are still many practicing disciples in the world. If they absorb the energy of heaven and earth, they will die violently. How can they pass on the inheritance? ?"

"The Demon Sect has its own set of evil methods to help them transform their bodies so that they can accommodate a small amount of the vitality of heaven and earth. However, this process is extremely bloody and cruel. According to the seniors, the Demon Sect selected hundreds of practitioners, but in the end only two or three were able to withstand the initial violence. The pain of the body."

"It's really cruel."

Ning Que frowned and said, silently thinking that there are very few people in the world who have the potential to practice. The Demon Sect's approach will only consume a lot of practice base. I am afraid that those Buddhist and Taoist sects do not allow their sects to exist. This is also the reason.

The old man Lu Qingchen probably guessed what the young man was thinking, and his tone became more serious. He said in a cold voice: "The Demon Sect forcibly transformed their bodies, so how can they be considered normal people after the transformation?"

"Man is one person between heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are another world apart from man!"

"To absorb vitality into the body, if the demon sect and others want to transform their bodies into heaven and earth."

"And the one who is the heaven and the earth is Haotian!"

"So what the Demon Sect thinks and practices is actually an act of great evil against heaven!"

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One night when he was approaching Chang'an, Ning Que came to the carriage where the old man was sitting again, but this time he came uninvited. The stars in the night sky illuminated the camp with silvery light, making his figure particularly ghostly. worship.

The oil lamp in the carriage was still on. Old man Lu Qingchen was reading the notes written by Tian Ning Que. He looked at the small regular script on the white paper and the delicate and beautiful handwriting. He was a little confused about what was going on in the bumpy carriage. The young man was wondering how he could write such beautiful handwriting, and his face could not help but be full of admiration.

Suddenly he frowned slightly, slowly put down the paper in his hand, looked at the door curtain and said, "Come in."

Ning Que left the carriage and sat down in the daytime position with his hands on his knees. After a moment of silence, he said, "Mr. Lu, there is something I can't understand. Since I have no potential to practice, why do you still teach me so much?" add?"

The young man raised his head, his eyes were extremely bright, and his voice trembled slightly as he asked: "Did you see that I have extraordinary talents, so you treat me differently?"

The old man Lu Qingchen looked at him in astonishment, his lips slightly opened, and after a moment he still asked: "Where is your special talent...?"

Then it was Ning Que's turn to be surprised. He looked at the old gentleman with his mouth open, and asked awkwardly: "If I know what kind of talent I have... why bother to ask sir."

The old man pointed his skinny finger at his nose and trembled slightly. He really didn't know what to say at this time.

"Mr. Lu, actually I am a person with many secrets." Ning Que looked like he still hadn't given up on convincing a Dongxuan master that he was a gifted male protagonist. He rubbed his face nervously and said, "Come here This... After Weicheng, others saw me as very lazy. I seemed to be sleepy at any time and anywhere, including sitting in a carriage and falling asleep at any time and at any time. However, this was not the case. When I was sleepy, I was actually meditating. "

"You don't need to show this expression, it's true... You also know that there is no entertainment in life in the border town. I like to write a word every day because I am good at it and I feel happy when I write it. Other than that, everything I have been reading the Taishang Induction chapter all the time. You should also know that the Taishang Induction chapter is really boring, so I often fall asleep while watching it, but now that I think about it, it shouldn't be real sleep."

Ning Que looked at the old man and said very seriously and sincerely: "Because when I just fell asleep, I could often feel that the construction people and other things around me were moving away from me, and the whole world became a world where you are among me and I am among you. In your world, I can even vaguely feel some kind of breathing with a mysterious rhythm..."

Lu Qingchen's expression gradually became serious, and he meditated in his sleep. Although it was extremely rare, it was not completely unrecorded in the classics of Haotian Dao.