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    Since Xiang Que entered the ancient well temple, only the first two years of the ten years have been played by senior brother Qi Changqing who has been playing the role of both senior and senior brother, teaching him for more than a year.  During the years of traveling far away, the two of them occasionally gave advice to Xiang Que, but it was pitifully few. Basically, Xiang Que spent a lot of time in the Jingge reading scriptures and spells, figuring it out alone, even if there was something he didn¡¯t understand.  The place is also pondering on his own with a bitter face, and the old Taoist continues to be his shopkeeper.

    This situation continued until Xiang Que went down the mountain, and it did not change. The master led him to practice on his own, and Xiang Que's practice really depended on himself.

    "Do you know why you have been in the Gujing Temple for so many years, and your uncle and I have never given any advice on your practice? Even your senior brother only played a role of laying the foundation and leading you to practice the technique in depth.  He didn't interfere with you too much." The old man stood up with his hands behind his back and walked outside the courtyard.

    Xiang Que hummed, followed his footsteps, and said frankly: "I don't know much, but at least I understand a little bit. This aspect is definitely not because you are lazy, but there are other reasons."

    No matter how old the old man is, Xiang Que believes that he is not a person who ignores him in this regard. This old guy seems to be quite incomprehensible, but he is very serious about his sense of responsibility. In order to save Xiang Que, he was not killed by the old grave in Xishan.  It's a disaster, the old Taoist has been running around for ten years, and every year he has to go to Xiangjiatun to get him a tattoo of the Ten Halls of Yama, just this state of mind is far from being able to be sustained by ordinary people.

    "Everyone has his own way. If we casually consult, it will cause you to deviate from your own way. Your martial uncle, your senior brother, and I have different comprehensions on the art of magic. This point  I believe you can see it too, can you understand?"

    Xiang Que bowed his head and pondered for a moment, always felt that the old man clicked but he didn't figure it out, the only thing missing was that a layer of window paper was not pierced, and the words were in his mouth but he didn't know where to start.

    The old man casually picked up a branch from the ground, and then waved it out casually. A sharp breath from the hill in front of him swept across and a long ditch appeared, and then the old man raised his hand suddenly and waved it to the ground again, a strong blow  After the momentum passed, a deep pit suddenly appeared under the branch.

    Xiang Que frowned and said: "Two styles, two methods, the effect is basically the same"

    The old Taoist threw away the dead branch in his hand, pointed to the long ditch and said: "Your senior brother pays attention to casualness, and the technique is more casual, not sticking to small details, this is his way."

    The old Taoist pointed to the deep pit in front of him and said: "Your uncle's moves are indomitable, open and close, and the technique focuses on domineering and rigid. The effects of the two of them may be similar, each has its own way.  There is no difference in the effect, the only difference is that everyone comprehends the Tao differently.¡±

    It suddenly dawned on Xiang Que, what the old Taoist said is true, the senior brother and the senior uncle have two completely different temperaments, and they also have two completely different styles when they make a move, one is casual and the other is rigid, you can't say who is stronger  Which one is weak can only be said to have its own merits.

    The old Taoist said lightly: "We each comprehend the Tao differently. If you take into account the Taoism you have comprehended when teaching you, it will lead you astray, then you will only learn to walk in Handan, not  Find another way that suits you, understand?"

    ?He said to the shortcoming: "I understand a littlebut how do I find out the way that suits me?"

    "Explore, this thing is that the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoy the shade. We can only be your guides. As for how to walk after you get in, that is your own business. I have never read the classics on the top floor of the Jingge.  I'll let you read it. You can read through the entire upper level when you come back this time. It is the handbook of the ancients of the Gujing Temple who groped for the Dao after entering Tongyin. There are also me, your uncle, and the elder brother.  Yes, these things you can only comprehend but not go deep into, otherwise you will end up on someone else¡¯s path and give up your own path.¡±

    Xiang Que looked at the old Taoist rather pitifully and asked: "You have to rely on yourself in everything, right? I was thinking, and I will stay with you for a while when I come back. Can you teach me personally?"

    "I can teach youand this" The old Taoist turned around suddenly, stretched out his old wrinkled right hand, and pointed a finger between the missing eyebrows.

    In an instant, countless information flooded into his head, which made him have a splitting headache.

    "This is the magic technique of our Gujing Temple after Tongyin. As for your method, you can figure it out yourself." The old Taoist left a sentence, and people floated into the temple, leaving only Xiang Que standing outside alone.

    After a long time, Xiang Que shook his head, the chaos in his mind made him a little confused for a while, the old Taoist sent all kinds of Taoism after Gujing Guanyin into his mind with a ray of spiritual thought, for Xiang Que  Talking is swallowingI swallowed it hard, and the comprehension had to come slowly before it could be digested.

    A drop of water can wear through a rock, and freezing does not take a day. If you learn something, it will take a while to learn it.

    After dinner in the evening, Xiang Que returned to the Jingge in a dazed state, lay on the tampon and looked up at the bookshelf above.

    Xiang Que had seen that bookshelf ten years ago, but he had never put his hands on it. The old Taoist told him in the year he entered the contemplation that you can't touch the things on it without him nodding.  .

    In the past ten years, Xiang Que has read all the classics of Gujing Guanjing Pavilion, but he has followed the advice of the old man on the top floor, and has never touched it. He has been curious more than once, what is recorded on it,  Now he realizes clearly that it turned out to be a treasure left by the predecessors of Gujing Temple.

    He can learn from it and read it through, but he can't take it into his heart.

    After waking up, on the second day after Xiang Que returned to the ancient well temple in Zhongnan Mountain, he got up early and went under the old locust tree. Not long after, the old village chief brought food.

    "I haven't eaten for more than half a year, do the food in the village still taste to you?" the old village chief asked with a big yellow tooth.

    "Success, the food at home still smells good," he said to the defect.

    "Hehe, eat more if it tastes good. I'm afraid you will come back less and less in the future. You see, that heartless kid Qi Changqing has been away for almost ten years, and he hasn't come back with a fart. You can't learn  Ha"

    "Old village head, don't worry about this. When I marry a wife and have children, I'll drag my family back to the village to have a look and let them see that this is the place where I grew up."

    Xiang Que returned under the tree with the barrel, but the old man didn't show up after filling the food.

    Then, until Xiang Que had finished eating all the food in the bowl, the old Taoist walked out of the hall slowly.

    "I'll go" Looking at the old man who came out, Xiang Que was suddenly stunned, and he was not feeling well.

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