"Boy, if you want to practice Taoism, you must first understand Taoism, and then you can realize Taoism. The ancients said that sincerity in your heart is spiritual. This statement can be used to describe Taoism. Only when you have sincerity in your heart can you realize Taoism, and only when you have Taoism can you perform Taoism. If your heart is not sincere, you can't even enter the door, so how can you talk about the true teachings? Therefore, you must remember that Tao is in your heart and all evils will not invade you."

When Jiang Le showed off to listen carefully, Mao Xiaofang's face became solemn and said seriously.

Jiang Le's expression condensed.

Mao Xiaofang did not preach the Dharma at the beginning, nor did he preach the sermon, but instead said such a passage. Obviously, this is very important.

After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Le had some understanding. He passed on the true sayings and falsely spread the ten thousand scriptures. Mao Xiaofang's passage seems to be just an ordinary principle, but it contains the meaning of Taoism. It is a true saying of building a foundation in the Taoism. If you can't listen, you will block the Taoism. Only by listening can you understand the Taoism path.

He quickly realized in his heart, Jiang Le nodded and smiled, "I've remembered it, Master."

Mao Xiaofang also smiled. This is the case with a smart disciple. He only needs a little tip to understand and understand it thoroughly. This is his real understanding. For practicing Taoism, it is better than hard practice. Only ordinary disciples need to constantly explain it. This way, it is tiring to be a master's teaching, and it is tiring to be a disciple.

"Okay, since you understand, I will teach you how to practice now."

"The cultivation of Taoism is progressing step by step, and the focus is on the fundamental. The so-called fundamental is the magic power. The depth of magic power determines how far you can go."

Jiang Le's eyes lit up and said, "So Master, how should I condense my magic power?"

Mao Xiaofang smiled and said, "Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into Taoism."

Jiang Le said speechlessly, "Can you be more careful? Now the so-called Qigong masters on the Internet use these words as the general outline of practicing qigong, and they feel a bit fooling people."

Mao Xiaofang smiled and scolded: "This is the summary of the cultivation of a senior Taoist master. You actually think it's a fool, you boy."

"Hehe, isn't this abusive persons by scammers? After hearing too much, I naturally won't believe it. Master wouldn't tell me, this is what you are talking about in cultivation, right?" Jiang Le asked with a confused look on his face.

Mao Xiaofang laughed silently and said, "Of course not. You can enter the path of Tao with these sixteen words. Even if you are reincarnated by an immortal, you must remember it."

Jiang Le quickly said yes, and then said anxiously: "Master should tell me the detailed practice method quickly. Maybe I will be able to do it once I practice it."

Mao Xiaofang was speechless. This kid is really an ignorant person who is not afraid of tigers.

However, he was still very pleased to see Jiang Le's desire for knowledge. He was willing to study. If he was willing to study, he could embark on the right path as soon as possible and carry forward his own lineage.

"The Taoist practice method is carefully divided into five realms. It is: Condensation method, Tongzhi, Taoist soul, Yuanshen, and semi-immortal. Condensation method is the foundation building. Only by condensing magic power can one be considered a practitioner. Then, the meridians have eight meridians, and all the eight meridians are connected, and the magic power is infinite. At this realm, it is already a small achievement in the cultivation of Taoism. You can travel around the four directions, subdue demons, and accumulate merits. After the meridians, you are the Taoist soul. The realm of Taoist soul is the combination of magic power and soul, and the combination of Dharma soul. At this realm, you have already had the feet to become an immortal. Even if the Taoist path is hopeless, you can still seek a position in the underworld and become a first-class ghost and god. After the Taoist soul is the soul, the soul is one level higher than the Taoist soul. You can leave the body and manifest it in the daytime. With a thought, you can travel up the sky and go down to the Nine Nethers. At this realm, there is a special name in Taoist sect, which is the real person."

Jiang Le was so excited when he heard this. That's right. How could Taoist practice have only sixteen words? This division of realms makes people have a rough understanding of cultivation.

No, there is only four realms, and there is still a half-immortal? The true soul of the Yuanshen is so awesome. If he becomes a half-immortal, wouldn’t it be awesome?

"Master, where is the half-immortal realm? You haven't said it yet." Jiang Le asked curiously.

Mao Xiaofang sighed and said, "The realm of half-immortals, this is a legend."

Jiang Le was surprised, what does this mean? Has no one reached this level? This is a bit of yarn.

Seeing Jiang Le’s confusion, Mao Xiaofang smiled and said, “Don’t guess, the realm of half-immortals exists, and it is the last realm before becoming an immortal. People who have reached this realm have boundless magic power and ghosts and gods. They also have a special name in the Taoist sect, that is, the Heavenly Master. However, this realm is too difficult to reach. Throughout history, there have been so many tireless practitioners, but there are very few who have achieved the realm of half-immortals, and each of them is a legendary figure in the Taoist sect in ancient and modern times.”

Jiang Le frowned and said, "Since someone has reached the realm of half-immortality, why has it become a legend?"

Mao Xiaofang said: "I have only a slight understanding of this matter. I only know that after the late Ming Dynasty, the Taoist meaning between heaven and earth became much obscure. From then on, it was difficult to practice Taoism. Not only Taoism, but even evil spirits and ghosts, there are only a few accomplished people. For hundreds of years, there are only a handful of people who have achieved the true soul of the soul. What's more, I have sealed the Blood Demon for decades and guessed that I have guessed from Old Man Jin. I am afraid that even the Taoist practitioners in the Taoist soul realm can't be found."

Jiang Le was silent.

Before, when he heard Mao Xiaofang and Old Man Jin talk, he felt that he was confused and unsolvable.

But combined with Mao Xiaofang's words, he also had some ideas.

I am afraid that there has been some major change in the world, so I deliberately let the Taoist sect decline and make the technology develop.

However, now it seems that technological development is not a good thing. The improvement of material life is to accelerate the deterioration of the earth's environment and continue like this, and human beings are causing their own destruction.

"Well, you don't understand these things to you. It's useless to think too much. Now your task is to condense the Dharma so that you can become a true practitioner as soon as possible. Boy, concentrate and listen to my teachings." Mao Xiaofang shouted in a deep voice, interrupting Jiang Le's random thoughts. Then he began to explain the practice method of condensed Dharma.

"A path to practicing Taoism, the initial practice is to visualize, use Taoism as the line and thought as the guide, communicate one's own essence and energy, repeatedly temper, transform into qi, and circulate the eight extraordinary meridians, condense but not disperse, and create one's own magic power."

"Listen to my decisiveness, concentrate and calm the mind, the divine palace is empty and bright, the mind is like a round pearl, the spirit is communicated, the essence of qi is mixed like a lake and sea, transforming qi into spirit, circulating the eight veins, and the magic power is formed by its own."

There are never many ways to condense Qi, it is simple and clear, and the process is not complicated. Mao Xiaofang repeatedly narrated it several times, and Jiang Le remembers it in his heart.

Of course, this is something he can remember today, and maybe he will forget it the next day when he wakes up.

But now that I remembered it, Jiang Le couldn't help but start practicing as stated in the Taoist Scripture.

Gradually, Jiang Le's expression became natural, her eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and her mouth smiled, and she seemed to be in a state of sleeping but not sleeping.

Mao Xiaofang had been observing Jiang Le's performance and was shocked when he saw this.

This kid has entered the state of cultivation!! This is this! How is this possible!!

Thinking about the fact that I was also called a Taoist genius back then, but it took me a week to enter the state of cultivation.

This kid, after listening to the Taoist Regulations, had just entered the state of cultivation without my explanation and guidance? Is his talent already so evil?

Mao Xiaofang looked at Jiang Le, his eyes were speechless, envious, and there was a vague jealousy.

If you have different fates from others, you can't compare everything with this kid, otherwise you will be too stimulating.

Then Mao Xiaofang suppressed many distracting thoughts and looked at Jiang Le expectantly.

It is one thing to enter the state of cultivation, but it is another thing to whether you can practice something.

I remember that when I practiced myself, I entered the state for seven days, and then I could visualize my own essence and energy for another seven days, and then I could condense my essence and energy for a whole month and transform it into magic power.

I wonder if this kid can be more happy, so he can directly visualize his own essence.

Mao Xiaofang thought a little whimsically.

Of course, he still didn't dare to think that Jiang Le could directly cultivate magic power. If this is the case, he would doubt whether Jiang Le was reincarnated.

Before we knew it, time passed quietly.

Jiang Le sat upright on the bed, smiling, as if he had entered a strange state.

Suddenly, his eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Well, it's so comfortable. I feel warm and full of energy. I don't feel like I was as dull as I did after getting up before." After twisting my body, Jiang Le's face showed a hint of surprise. Is this the practice? Even if I can't practice magic, it's very cost-effective.

But I was very hungry. It seemed that practicing was very energy-consuming, and my stomach kept making gurgling sounds.

When Jiang Le touched her stomach and looked towards the window, she was shocked again.

It's already dawn outside the window now.

Look at the time, it's already seven in the morning.

I have practiced for so long?

Well, where is the master?

Turning his head and looking around, Mao Xiaofang had long lost sight, leaving only a pure Yang Bagua on the bed.

Master is in a state of Taoist soul. Can he not see the sun like a ghost?

Thinking about it, Jiang Le gave up looking and quickly got up.

He was so hungry that his stomach was protesting strongly. Jiang Le just wanted to go out quickly, find a breakfast shop, and have a full meal.

In the living room, my mother Jiang Hua is no longer there. She should have gotten up early and went to enter the handmade goods that she was going to complete today.

However, there is still five dollars on the table in the living room, which is the breakfast money that Jiang Hua would leave for Jiang Le every day.

After thinking about it, Jiang Le ran back to his room, took out a stack of small amounts of banknotes from an iron box in a drawer, and counted them, one hundred and thirty-six.

This is Jiang Le's private money. Now he is so hungry. He is afraid that five dollars will not be enough for him to eat.

After putting the money in his pocket, Jiang Le ran out of the house.

When he arrived at the entrance of the community, Jiang Le shouted to a breakfast shop from a distance: "Aunt Yang, I'll give me a bowl of noodles and a basket of buns, no, two baskets of buns."

"Hehe, Xiaole, you didn't have dinner last night? You have to eat so much in the morning?" In the breakfast shop, a middle-aged fat woman in her forties was busy looking at Jiang Le with a smile.

Jiang Le smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt Yang, don't ask, you're almost starving to death."

"Okay, don't worry, come soon." The middle-aged fat woman looked at Jiang Le in surprise, skillfully took off two cages of buns, and placed them in front of Jiang Le.

Jiang Le didn't care about burning his mouth, so he picked up one and took a big bite.

I was so hungry. It was not obvious at the beginning, but as time passed, my stomach became more and more uncomfortable. It seemed that the food I ate last night had been consumed completely.
Chapter completed!