80s Taoism

Chapter 125: Solving the Personal Hexagram for the First Order!

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"Wow..."

The rain was pouring, and Zhang Jiaohua entered a dream this time, and the uncontrollable self was running in the majestic rain. I just received a message from Master's trustee. The old Taoist master is sick and wants to see himself. He wants to go back to Taoist temple.

Zhang Jiaohua had had this dream for a long time, and slowly began to understand that it was actually someone else's experience, and he didn't know what was going on, she became her own dream. I seem to be possessed by someone else, and every time this person's name appears, the voice seems to be isolated. Zhang Jiahua always feels that this person is himself. Perhaps as the villagers said, people have past and present lives. And this person may be his own past life.

The old Taoist master was ill, but Zhang Jiahua didn't know it but felt a sour sensation in his nose. I suddenly forgot that the old Taoist used to hit the board fiercely in the palms of his delicate little hands. I also seemed to forget that the old Taoists were forced to melt water, refine amulets, and copy the scriptures every day. Stopping on the ground... seems to have forgotten all the evil of the old Taoist master. Just remember all the good.

I walked fast all the way, because the road was muddy and my shoes were gone, but I didn't notice it. His whole body was soaked by rain, and he was fearless. Running non-stop in the rain. I forgot about the rain, and I forgot about the time. When I walked to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the sky was just getting brighter, but the rain fell more happily.

He rushed into the Taoist temple and went straight to the old Taoist master's room. The old Taoist master was ill in bed, but at this time sat up from the bed and smiled heartily, "My disciple is back!"

The old Taoist Master had been sick for several months. During this period, the condition repeated many times, several times in critical condition. Under Zhang Jiaohua's careful care, he finally got better.

One day, the old Taoist called this little disciple to his side, "I have enjoyed my life as a teacher, and I am afraid that time is short. Thanks to your filial piety, let the teacher get through this difficult time. This personal hexagram can be solved. For. The way of the teacher is your kind heart, but you are irritable and can't bear anything when you encounter things. Therefore, the teacher has never told you the method of the magic weapon in your hand. This time, this method can also tell you."

Solving the personal hexagram this time is much simpler than solving the master hexagram last time. Even the body of the three animals was useless, but simply set up the incense case, and used paper money to please God.

"If the ancestor agrees, then cast a Yin Gua." The old Taoist Master threw the Yangjiao Gua to the ground.

But came a Yang Gua.

The old Taoist priests could only intercede with the ancestor master, said a lot of good things, and then went to divination. It took a few times to hit the Yin Gua.

The old Taoist wiped his sweat with his hand, and it seemed that it took him a lot of energy to do this.

"Master is old, it's not useful. You will come to see Master more when you have time. I don't know if you will see Master next time you come back to the mountain." The old Taoist shook his head lightly.

Then you need to make a sacred hexagram, and this personal hexagram is a solution. This time it went smoothly, and when I dropped it, I played a sacred hexagram.

"Okay, okay, it seems that Grand Master also wants you to stand alone. These days, when you live here, I will teach you some methods of Meishan martial arts. If you don't practice martial arts, you will have nothing to do when you are old. You should also learn to learn. It's the exercise method." The old Taoist seems to be talking about a trivial thing.

At this time, Zhang Jiaohua once again came into contact with another aspect of Meishan exercises, martial arts. Meishan martial arts are divided into pile power, hard power, soft power, and qigong. The previous exercises, hard skills, and soft skills had already been practiced before leaving the teacher. Only this qigong has not been touched yet. This is what the old Taoist master left.

"Qi guards externally, blood camps internally, qi and blood are associated with each other, like a ring for no reason, internally reaches the internal organs and six organs, twelve meridians, externally reaches the limbs and nine orifices, hundreds of knots and ten thousand hairs..." The old Taoist master taught this This is the core method of Meishan martial arts.

When Meishan Navy teaches martial arts at the beginning, most of the teaching of Zhugong only teaches the first step of training, and the last two steps of training are only taught to formal disciples who enter the room. Without the guidance of the master, it is difficult for outsiders to follow the station. The difference between shape training and Qi training can be seen in the training of piles. The so-called "qi" in Meishan martial arts refers to the qi in the human body. It is something that can only be realized through the body, but is invisible and intangible. The Qi training technique of Meishan Gongfa is to adjust the breathing of the human body through the mind and mind of the person, and then convert the acquired air received during the breathing process into the innate inner Qi, and guide this practice through the "intention leading qi movement" The inner qi that comes out penetrates through the body's meridian system to the limbs. The Meishan Qi training method is divided into three steps, the first step is to raise the qi, and the second step is to promote the qi. The third step is to practice strength. Use the spirit to draw the qi, use the qi to promote the strength, and use the strength to generate energy.

"Meishan exercises strength, there are eight styles, sitting on the ground three punches, crossing the five mountains, pushing the moon behind closed doors, dancing willows in the wind, double dragons making trouble in the sea, pulling the bull into the water, opening the stele with both palms, and embracing the sun and the moon. There are eight different types of strength training. The road is straight, horizontal, vibrating, crisp, shaking, absorbing, penetrating, and co-strength. If you practice vigor with your hands, you will be successful in the Meishan exercise.” The old Taoist spent a few days on the Meishan exercise. Teaching all the methods.

Before leaving, the old Taoist master told the method of the bell: "This bell is a magical instrument, called a soul-tempering bell. Five bells can raise five ghosts, and ingest the soul as food for the five ghosts. It can make the five ghosts grow. Cut. Don’t use this bell as evil. Otherwise, you will be killed."

Although the old Taoist Master said so, before leaving, he taught the Five Ghosts of Heaven.

Zhang Jiaohua woke up in the morning. It was already the next morning. This time I slept for so long. No wonder, in the dream, but a few months have passed. Everything is still vividly visible.

"By the way, the bell is the method." Zhang Jiaohua waved the bell in his hand a few times, and the bell rang. Jinhu, Fortune, Xiaoshuan, Dogwa, and Mancang all appeared in front of Zhang Jiaohua.

"Golden Tiger... you are finally back, I miss you so much." Zhang Jiaohua immediately got up from the bed.

Jinhu and the other little ghosts were very happy when they saw Zhang Jiahua, with smiles on their faces. They are very different from before. Before, they didn't have much changes in their expressions. Most of the time, they were always ignorant. But now, they seem to have a little more spirituality. It looks like a living child.

Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye cut the rice that morning and laid down an acre or two of rice fields. When Zhang Youping went to talk to his parents and eldest brother yesterday, they had no opinion. But the eldest brother and sister-in-law said that they had already agreed to go to his natal family to help harvest the late rice. If Zhang Youping harvested the rice this day, then they would not be able to help. Although Zhang Youping knows that his eldest brother and sister-in-law are making excuses. Because Zhang Youlian said earlier that Hu Xiaoqing’s mother's millet was a late-maturing variety, so Zhang Youping should harvest the millet earlier, so don't concentrate on the back.

Although Zhang Youping was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything. It was originally a big family, and when harvesting millet, they harvested it together every year. As a result, sister-in-law Hu Xiaoqing always tried every means not to help Zhang Youping's family to harvest millet. Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye are both very big, not doing the same as the older brother and sister-in-law.

Grandma and grandma Zhang Jiaohua couldn't tell the eldest son and daughter-in-law, so she could only silently come over to help the younger son's house.

In the morning, four people cut nearly two acres of rice. It was really not easy. Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye woke up early in the morning, and their hands and feet were very quick.

As soon as Liu Qiaoye walked in, he heard Zhang Jiaohua seem to be talking to someone, and felt nervous for no reason. Zai Zai hasn't spoken to those children for a long time. But now, what he said seems to be sharing interesting things with children.

"Mother, you are back now." Zhang Jiaohua greeted her out excitedly.

"Zizai, what did you say in the room just now?" Liu Qiaoye asked.

Zhang Jiahua was about to tell the truth, her eyes rolled, but she changed her mouth again, "I didn't say anything? I'm just memorizing the text."

Liu Qiaoye could see that Zhang Biaohua was lying, but he didn't ask, at least he sighed in his heart, Zizai was afraid that he saw those dirty things again.

"Xiaozai, come here and help my mother burn the fire. Dad and grandparents are coming back for dinner soon." Liu Qiaoye didn't even drink any saliva when he came back. Just make breakfast without stopping.

When the rice was almost cooked, Zhang Youping, Zhang Manyin, and Ma Donghua returned.

"Biao Hua, why didn't you go to harvest the rice this morning?" Zhang Manyin smiled and squeezed gently on Zhang Jia Hua's face.

"My parents didn't wake me up." Zhang Jiaohua said innocently.

"I didn't call you yet. In the morning, I couldn't wake up with shaking. I want to pour water in the water tank to wake you up, but your father won't let it." Liu Qiaoye said angrily.

"Then you can't blame me. The old Taoist master was ill last night and passed a lot of things from me. This dream is so long and long." Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head.

Liu Qiaoye heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words of the cubs. She thought that when she came back, she was talking about something in her dream. Both Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye regard the old Taoist priests in Zhang Jiahua's dreams as gods. In this regard, there is no fear. On the contrary, Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua have worried expressions on their faces.

Zhang Manyin asked tentatively, "What did the old Taoist teach you?"

"The old Taoist master taught me Meishan martial arts." Zhang Jiaohua stood up and performed Meishan Zhugong in the kitchen. It is also decent.

Zhang Manyin couldn't understand, thinking it was just the same fancy boxing technique taught by the boxers in the village. But I don't know that Zhang Jiaohua is the authentic Meishan inner family practice.

"Oh, that's not bad. It is necessary to practice martial arts more when begging flowers. I will also be a master of martial arts in the future." Zhang Manyin smiled and didn't treat it as a matter.

After breakfast, Zhang Jiaohua also followed his parents to the fields. Don't even think that Zhang Biaohua is just a seven-year-old child, who can be worth more than half of the labor force in the farmland. The children in the rural areas have taken charge of their homes early, and the children of all families have started to participate in agricultural labor at a very young age.

Chapter 126:

The mountain leopard is a mountain dog, and it is more sensitive to things like ghosts than ordinary dogs. As soon as it came back from the outside, it smelled the special smell of Jinhu and other five. It dislikes this taste.

"Wow..."

The diamond mountain leopard's hair stood up, and it kept barking at Jin Hu and others.

"What's wrong with Leopard today? Why do you always bark?" Zhang Youping said in surprise.

Liu Qiaoye frowned, and his heart hung again.

"This dog in your family is so good, but the ears are too good, and a little movement makes it bark." Every time Zhang Manyin comes to his second son's house, he will be barked by the mountain leopard, which is not to the senses of the mountain leopard Not bad.

Zhang Biaohua patted the head of the mountain leopard, "Leopard, don't bark."

Zhang Jiaohua calmed the mountain leopard, and the mountain leopard became quiet. But it still stared at the five ghosts hiding in Zhang Jiaohua's room from time to time.

The Golden Tigers were frightened by the mountain leopard, and the children trembled when they heard the barking of the dog. Which rural child has no experience of being chased by a dog? One by one looked at the Diamond Mountain Leopard in dismay. It's just that they want to get closer to Zhang Biaohua. For them, almost all their thoughts are on Zhang Biaohua.

The door of Zhang Jiaohua's room is silent and automatic. Although the door's shaking is not large, how can it escape Liu Qiaoye's eyes? Liu Qiaoye didn't say anything, and was about to ask Zhang to ask about the flowers in private. Fortunately, Zhang Manyin and others are focusing on this year's harvest.

"Your kanzi field has a good harvest today. Harvesting seven or eight loads of millet is not a problem. Counting one hundred and one hundred and one load, that is more than one thousand catties. The per mu yielded more than one thousand catties. What kind of species are you doing this?" Zhang Manyin is thinking now. It is full of golden ears of rice in the rice fields, and the harvest is gratifying.

"All the late rice planted this year is Weiyou 88, a new variety coming out this year. Dad, don't always be greedy for cheap. Go to the village seed producers to buy cheap varieties. Although the seeds are much cheaper. But the yield is so much worse. Do the math, don’t you lose more? You are just a few cents cheaper, and you have to lose dozens of yuan if you lose a few hundred catties.” Zhang Youping said that it is a common problem of the elderly in the village. Every time they buy rice seeds, they are reluctant to go to a seed company to buy seeds from regular channels. Instead, go to some seed-producing farmers’ homes to buy cheap seeds. There is a problem of not being able to pull down. But the most important thing is that I can't resist the temptation. In fact, it is cheap and not much cheaper. These irregular seeds have a low germination rate, and naturally require more seeds per mu. In the end, the cost is higher than that of the seed company. And how does the output compare to the new varieties issued by seed companies?

"That's the reason." Zhang Manyin is now regretting his death. The yield of the few acres he planted is probably 20-30% lower than that of his second son's family. This is really greedy for petty gains and suffer big losses.

"You Ping, buy seeds later, you call your father." Ma Donghua glanced at the man complainingly.

"Call a fart. You Ping went to Guangdong after the New Year. I also bought a fart seed. Buying seeds to let the flowers grow at home?" Zhang Manyin was very annoyed, and spoke harshly.

Zhang's bidding is not to be outdone, "I can plant it. My family's field is not entrusted to others. I want to plant it myself."

"Are you farming? Who will do it for you when you plant the fields to fight medicine? Don't say let me get it for you. My grandma and I are old bones, and plant so much land, this will require me. Old man. Besides, if I add it to you, will your uncle and aunt be willing to do it? At that time, their land will also be planted by their grandparents." Zhang Manyin was in a bad mood.

"Children just say something, are you screaming? If you don't plant it, you won't plant it. Can't talk well? Call flowers, ignore your grandfather. He is just an old fool." Ma Dong Peanut is afraid that his son and daughter-in-law will be offended. Originally, this dead old man had a slight preference for his grandson Yuanbao, which already caused the second daughter-in-law to complain. Now that I come here again, I'm afraid the resentment in this heart is even stronger.

Zhang Youping is careless and has no thoughts about his parents, "Yes, Zazai, grandpa is right. Farming is not so easy. You can carry more than a hundred catties of burden? After the new year, you still Go and spend time with your grandparents. You don’t need to do anything. Study hard and learn more.”

"No, I live alone at home. I have hands and feet, and I can take care of myself." Zhang Jiaohua said with a pouting mouth. I put a bunch of vegetables in my bowl, and ran into the room with the bowl.

"Look at what you are used to with your children." Zhang Manyin was a little dissatisfied with the little grandson's attitude.

Ma Donghua kicked Zhang Manyin under the table, "The beggar has a strong personality. Don't worry about these things, and talk to him slowly. In fact, the beggar is very sensible."

But Liu Qiaoye knew that Zai Zai's other children were different. Especially in the past few months, the changes have been so great. At one time, Liu Qiaoye was a little confused, is this still his own cub? Liu Qiaoye knows better that it is not easy to make Zai Zai change his mind. But after the Chinese New Year, the couple will go to Guangdong. If at that time, Cub Cub can’t change his mind, what can I do? And now there are bigger problems. Liu Qiaoye glanced at Zhang Jiahua's room, the door was already closed.

As soon as Zhang Biaohua entered the room, Jin Hu and others surrounded Zhang Biaohua.

"I won't live in anyone's house. I live in my own home. I can feed myself by myself. Nobody has to rely on!" Zhang Jiaohua finished speaking, slurping rice in his mouth. As if this fan suddenly became his own enemy.

After eating breakfast and resting for a while, the family is going to work in the fields again.

"Zai Zai, are you going to work in the fields with us? Or are you drying corn at home?" Liu Qiaoye asked.

"I'm not staying at home. I just let the leopard stay at home to keep the chickens from making trouble." Zhang Jiaohua changed into a pair of shorts and put on a vest, gearing up to work in the fields.

Liu Qiaoye looked at it and couldn't laugh or cry, "You just wear this? This is not good, you have to wear long-sleeved clothes. Otherwise, you will be cut all over by He Yeye."

There are jagged edges on the leaves of the rice, which are cut by the leaves of the grass, just like being cut by the sickle. Although it is not very sharp, it is enough to cut through the delicate skin of Zhang Jiahua.

Liu Qiaoye quickly went to find Zhang Biaohua an old coat for Zhang Biaohua to change.

Zhang Manyin was pushed back by his grandson, and he complained that his second son and daughter-in-law were too arrogant and indulged in the child, his face was gloomy, and without saying a word, he walked into the field with a sickle.

"Don't pay attention to your grandpa. He has such a temper." Ma Donghua stroked the little grandson's head.

Zhang asked Hua to go to work in the fields, and Jin Hu followed.

Zhang Youping and Zhang Manyin were carrying threshing machines. This threshing machine was assigned from the production team. It is made of hardwood, very thick and naturally very heavy. It takes two big men to be able to move it. In order to reduce the weight, the cover of the threshing machine was removed, and Liu Qiaoye carried it with a pile of dustpan. Ma Donghua is carrying two load of grain baskets. Zhang bid to follow behind empty-handed. He held a sickle in his hand.

Jin Hu and the others followed Zhang Jiaohua, and they all had a sickle in their hands, but why is their sickle so dazzling? Zhang Biaohua looked back from time to time. It looked weird to others. Zhang Jiaohua couldn't help looking back at someone, but there was no one behind him.

In the late autumn weather, even on a sunny day, the sun is not very poisonous, but the warmth of autumn can be felt. In the washed sky, a few white clouds faintly floated. Eagles hovered in the sky, and white herons lined up in the sky.

The threshing machine roared everywhere in the fields, and the villagers struggling to step on the threshing machine. Stepping on a threshing machine is not an easy job. The ears of rice are put into the entrance of the threshing machine. The long leaves of the grass will entangle the iron wire teeth on the threshing machine's plate, knowing that they will be broken into pieces by the iron wire teeth. The millet splashed around under the impact of the roller, most of which were stopped by the baffle and fell into the barn of the threshing machine.

Zhang Biaohua's task is to pass the rice, one hand and the other hand, to Zhang Youping and Zhang Manyin who are standing on the threshing machine. Because Zhang Jiaohua had a quarrel with Grandpa while eating, he naturally wouldn't pass the rice in his hand to Grandpa. Zhang Manyin was also dumbfounded. However, Zhang Biaohua can indeed reach an adult in the field, because he runs faster than Liu Qiaoye and Ma Jinxiu.

The kid likes to experience the feeling of stepping on the threshing machine when the adults are resting ~www.wuxiahere.com~. Generally speaking, adults are also happy to let kids experience this kind of blessing. But when Zhang asked the flower to step on the threshing machine, something weird happened again.

Zhang Jiaohua took a hand of rice and stood on the threshing machine, struggling to step on the threshing machine. But suddenly, he seemed to gain strength, and easily stepped on the threshing machine to roar, and the rice was threshing crackling in the threshing machine. After a while, Zhang Biaohua threw aside the straw that had been taken off cleanly.

Zhang Youping and Zhang Manyin, who were still smoking, were stunned. How could it be possible? How could a few-year-old kid step on the threshing machine so loudly? ︽②miào︽②forcing︽.*②阁︽②，

"Calling flowers, calling flowers, what's the matter?" Zhang Manyin's voice trembled a little.

Zhang Youping stood up in a daze.

Liu Qiaoye's heart chuckles, what is going to happen will always happen.

Ma Donghua is a little scared, this grandson doesn't make people worry.

Zhang called flowers but had a great time. All five Golden Tigers squeezed on the threshing machine, and stepped on the threshing machine together. Turn the roller of the threshing machine like a hot wheel. The rice is like an assembly line, constantly entering the threshing machine, and the straw flying to a tray of fields.

In a blink of an eye, the barn was almost filled with rice.

Zhang Manyin and Zhang Youping were too lazy to take care of so much. It was the business to fish out the rice first and put it into the grain basket.

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