Zhutian Avenue

Howling snow, cold wind like a knife.

On the day of midwinter, everything is silent, there is a depression in the heavens and the earth, and all vitality returns to the earth.

Mengtianlian Mountain is a branch of the Taiji Mountain Range. It is ordinary and unremarkable.

There is a Taoist Temple on the Tianlian Mountain. Taoist Temple has been in disrepair for years, its walls are mottled, and the red paint on the gate has fallen off.

From time to time, there will be people coming from around, burning two incense sticks, asking for peace of mind.

But that's it. This year, there is no real faith anymore.

Crackling!

Luan Qisheng got up and closed the window that was blown open by the wind.

The Taoist Temple was in disrepair for years, and the windows were closed, and wind came in through the cracks.

I let him tighten his thick down jacket tightly.

His figure is slender, but his physique is very thin, with a touch of unhealthy white on his handsome face.

"It's time to fix this view."

Lu Anqisheng said to an old priest who sat on his knees.

The old Taoist priest wore a washed white robe with thick cotton clothes in front of him, and in front of him was a pot of charcoal.

The old Taoist layman's surname is Li, and the Taoist name is Qingyuan. This is the Taoist conception. This year, seventy is sixty. One-handed medicine is also famous in Daxuan.

"There was no such heavy snowstorm in previous years."

The old Taoist priests had a ruddy face, and they did not know whether it was blown by the wind or smoked by charcoal.

But looking at the corners of his slightly wet eyes, it seems to be the latter.

"Long pass from Qingyuan Road, I'll take the Dragon Sleep Dan Gong, I will help you cultivate the Taoist concept, that's also the way it should be."

Luan Qisheng held up the tea cup and blew it gently, the fog covering the eyes:

"After all, I may not live long."

"Xiaolong Sleeping Dan Gong is just a little trick to supplement the martial arts practice. Little friends don't need to be polite."

The old Taoist priest wiped the moist smoked out of the corner of his eyes, but he felt a little sorry.

孩子 This child is good, but he doesn't live long.

"It is said that in ancient times, there were people who lived as many as eight hundred as ordinary people ......... I want to live to be twenty years old but not available."

Luan Qi drank a cup of tea, and felt only bitter in her heart:

"I also read Taoism, read the Buddhist scriptures, practiced various Taoists, and learned a lot of Buddhist concepts, but I still couldn't save my life ...

Is there really no real practice in the world? "

Luan Qisheng couldn't help but feel a little confused. He was different from ordinary people since he was a child, and sometimes he can dream of another wonderful life on a planet that is paradoxical to the mysterious star.

It's like a dream, it's like my past life.

It is because of the memory of these memories that he was able to build a small family business at a young age.

However, in the face of his fate, he did not expect to be terminally ill, and the medicine was not saved.

I only know about this taste.

"What is the real practice in this world?"

The old Taoist lowered his eyelids and sighed.

It is true that he is a priest, but he is not a god, and the hospital cannot save it. Of course, the medical skill he will not save.

What a pity, where is there any real law of eternal life, if there is, then from ancient times to the present, how many kings who pursued the eternal life will not have to die in the sick.

"Let the chief laugh."

After sighing, An Qisheng also restored peace. Similarly, he has heard too much in the past two years.

If he hadn't met his own special occasion, he wouldn't believe that there are such things in this world.

"Between life and death, I still can't take it seriously, how dare to laugh at the layman?"

The old Taoist priest dialed the charcoal fire, and said rightly.

"So no longer disturbs Qingyuan Road."

Qi Anqisheng slightly shook his head and got up to leave.

"The snow is quite heavy, and the layman's body is no better than before, so he rests in Taoism for one day. When the snow stops, let's go down the mountain."

The old Taoist priest stood up and kept.

"Trouble is growing."

Luan Qisheng did not refuse. Although he also studied martial arts, martial arts can strengthen the body, but it can't resist the attack of disease.

His body was not as good as before.

Creak ...

The old Taoist priest pushed open the door, and the biting cold wind blew in.

The temperature, which was not much before, plummeted by another third.

Luan Qisheng tightened her shirt and followed the old priest to walk out of the door.

The wind and snow were rising in the sky, and the feathers and snow flakes were scattered. A thick layer of snow had accumulated in the Taoist temple, and the tall pines and cypresses bowed their heads.

观 "Look at the Lord, the rooms have been cleaned."

At this moment, a little priest came out of the door next to the house.

"Little friendly students rest."

The old Taoist nodded and said to An Qisheng.

"Dao is getting older, so don't entertain me."

Luan Qisheng smiled and went into the guest room.

The guest rooms are not large, only one bed, one table and chairs, two pots of charcoal, several ancient books on the table, and a few miscellaneous things in the corner.

"The body is getting weaker and weaker. Ten years of martial art practice, this is about to dissipate ..."

Sigh An Qisheng sighed, took off her shoes, and lay down on the bed to relax.

With her right leg down, her knees flexed like a bow, her left arm stretched against her thighs, but it was exactly the posture of the dragon's sleeping gong.

Xionglong sleep Dan Gong, as the name implies, is the effort to sleep.

According to legend, this technique of sleep is the only way to regulate the body and mind of a true Taoist Taoist legend.

Luan Qisheng has been practicing this sleep technique for several years, and the twenty-four movements have long been familiar.

As soon as I lay down, I naturally assumed this position.

蛰 The Taolong Sleeping Dan Gong that he knows is said to be a true biography, which is a little different from what ordinary people have learned.

In fact, this sleep function can really reduce his pain.

"It's really unwilling ..."

Qi Anqisheng closed her eyes, and her heart was inexplicable.

Twenty years ago, he had no cure for terminal illness medicine. At first, he went to several major hospitals to seek medical treatment, and he refused to give up until all major hospitals issued critical notices.

It was not until his attending doctor tentatively discussed with him the right to name his illness, that he completely gave up seeking medical treatment.

I am in such a situation, if the average person may also die.

But he believes that there must be a force beyond the ordinary in this world!

Because he broke the mystery in his fetus and got some memories like previous lives!

The planet named Earth is more developed than the mysterious star it belongs to, and the two worlds may overlap, but it is also a world that covers finance, politics, humanities, writing, science, and more than 5,000 years of history. It is by no means any Individuals can think about things!

parallel world?

Crossing?

Reincarnation?

Or something else?

Luan Qisheng didn't know, but he believed that even such a thing could happen, why was there no extraordinary power?

He will never be reconciled to the fact that his body is declining and he does nothing. Eventually he dies on the bed!

This is also the reason why he has traveled north and south over the past few years.

What a pity, I have been out of school for a year.

For the past year, he had visited some temples and temples.

I still find nothing.

"It's been a year without any gain. It's time to make arrangements for the aftermath. Parents and parents should always worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. They will not be bleak in their old age ...

Luan Qisheng's eyes were half closed, covering her tears.

Wu Daxuan's territory is vast, and one year is not enough for him to travel around, but his time is running out, and his weakened body is not enough for him to continue.

He sighed in his heart, and meditated on the secrets of 睡 Longdan Dangong:

"The dragon returns to Yuanhai, the sun dives into the yin. The man says 蛰 Dragon, but I'm worried ..."

I soon fell asleep.

Woohoo ~~~

Luan Qisheng's chest was undulating and her breathing frequency fluctuated.

Jilong Sleep Dan Gong originally is the method of adjusting breathing, nourishing energy and conditioning the body and mind in sleep.

After Luan Qisheng practiced, she slept shorter and shorter, but became more energetic.

It is a pity that this sleep technique can only relieve his pain, and cannot treat his diseased body.

Gradually, An Qisheng's pale complexion slowly appeared ruddy, and the tingling from time to time seemed to disappear.

Dark!

Nothingness!

All-inclusive!

Luan Qisheng only felt that his spirit was soothing, and the darkness around him surrounded him like water.

Buzz buzzing ~~~

Suddenly, An Qisheng seemed to hear something.

"Did I dream again?"

Wu Anqisheng raised such a thought in his heart.

Boom!

Like a bronze bell ringing in a temple, like a thunder from the mountain, it exploded in An Qisheng's heart.

Luan Qisheng was so excited that she "opened her eyes" in her sleep!

Open your eyes in dream!

感觉 This feeling is so weird that he didn't wake up at all, and never opened his eyes, but An Qisheng clearly "sees" the wooden beams that cross the roof in the darkness!

And the old roof that seems a little bit of snow infiltration!

Even UU reading www.uukanshu.com can see the spider that spins the web in the corner of the wooden beam!

"Ok?!"

She was surprised, and the subconscious was about to get up, but she felt like she was falling on a mountain, she couldn't move at all.

Dream?

Ghost press?

Or something else?

Lu Anqisheng looked up to the sky and looked at Fang Liang, and there was no surprise in her heart, but there was a faint expectation.

When An Qisheng calmed down in his heart, the place where his "gaze" looked suddenly changed.

The first change of the tadpole is the edge of the room beam, with the cobwebs of dust and three or two small bugs.

The maggot spider lifted its arthropods, and released the worm that was dying and struggling on the spider web. The worm left the spider web backwards, and the dust falling on the spider web also rose slowly ...

Then, a trace of gossamer, swallowed back by the backward spider!

"what's going on......."

Luan Qi was shocked.

Then, I saw a scene that made him unforgettable all his life.

的 Small snow on the old roof is slowly disappearing ...

The night slowly and firmly receded, gradually turning into dusk, noon, early morning ...

Mottled walls fade away mottled ...

On the decaying wooden beams, the once-separated sawdust returns, and it is gradually bright and clean as new ...

The old guest rooms are renewed, and they disintegrate at a faster speed, become skeletons, and eventually disappear!

It seemed to be just a moment, and An Qisheng's eyes were in sight. It was already a cloudless blue sky!

Time, in the current? !!