After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 235

When Yan Congzhi returned to Bise Peak, what he saw was a young man who did not stay in the house but was meditating beside a small table in the yard.

The wind blew towards him, bringing with it the scent of bamboo leaves. Ni Yangzhou suddenly opened his eyes and saw Yan Congzhi standing in the yard with his hair flying.

"Master! You're back!"

Ni Yangzhou was like a young swallow flying into the forest. The closer he got to his master, the slower his steps became. Facing the man's gaze, the young man finally stopped and saluted him when he was still half a step away.

"you are back."

Yan Congzhi said "hmm", clenched his hands behind his back, hesitated for a long time, and finally stretched out his right hand and rubbed the top of the boy's head to comfort him.

Ni Yangzhou looked up, his eyes sparkling.

"Master, where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back? I didn't go to the monastery today, but I practiced hard in the morning!"

Yan Congzhi did not answer all the questions, but only said, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

The boy nodded vigorously: "That's too much!"

The master and his disciple followed each other into the bamboo house. Ni Yangzhou diligently served tea and water. He even picked up the teacups before he remembered that his master did not eat or drink.

Where did this teacup come from?

The young man took two steps back toward the door and realized that the two people had entered his bamboo house, not his master's.

Yan Congzhi tapped the desktop with his finger: "No need, let me tell you about it."

Ni Yangzhou raised the corners of his mouth and began his own problem-solving task.

Yan Congzhi is a good candidate for cultivating immortals, but not a good teacher. Things that are within his scope of knowledge can be easily understood at a glance, but to Ni Yangzhou, they are like heavenly books.

But the two of them, one had never heard other teachers' lectures and felt good about what they said, while the other thought that everything the master said was right, and if he didn't understand, it must be because he didn't understand enough, and they also responded to each other smoothly.

As he spoke, Yan Congzhi found that the boy was beginning to lose track.

"All things are in the mind, all principles are in the mind. The mind contains both movement and stillness. If the mind is still, it is extremely empty and quiet. It sees the nature of the mind and forgets both the self and others. The mind has no mind, and there is no right mind. It is not moved by fame. If there is no mind to be moved, then it is close to the Tao."

The young man looked up, and Yan Congzhi felt that he saw a pair of dusty eyes.

"you……"

I don’t know how to further analyze Yan Congzhi, who was enlightened after reading a bunch of books fed to him by his ancestor. I have already said it all, what else can I say?

Ni Yangzhou's keen sense since childhood enabled him to discover that his master was in trouble.

What's the problem?

By yourself.

A piece of stubborn stone.

Ni Yangzhou stood at attention in an instant, his ears reddened: "My disciple is dull, I will try to comprehend it more carefully."

After saying that, he picked up the book and wanted to hide away in shame, but was suddenly stopped by a voice behind him.

"It is difficult to experience the truth in person after learning it from a paper."

Yan Congzhi looked at the still thin boy and said: "After three months, if you can build a foundation before the eighth day of the sixth lunar month, I will take you down the mountain."

Ni Yangzhou opened his mouth wide when he heard the word "build foundation", and closed it again when he heard the word "go down the mountain".

First, I was surprised as to why the master thought he could build a foundation in just three months, but I didn't quite understand why the master thought I wanted to go down the mountain.

In the Minghong Sect, there are books to read, food to eat, friends to make, and most importantly, a master.

This feels like a home that is not very familiar but seems safe.

Ni Yangzhou had lost so many things, and now that he was in the sect, he cherished everything he had, and all of them meant a lot to him.

Yan Congzhi felt that his idea was good, as it could both motivate his disciples to study and bring them down the mountain for training.

Even if he hasn't reached the foundation-building stage, I can still bring him down, but my senior brother said that if the rewards and punishments are appropriate, the disciple will be very good, but if the rewards and punishments are not right, it will be difficult for the disciple to succeed.

Ni Yangzhou pointed at himself: "Can I?"

The person sitting at the table nodded: "Yes."

"Building a foundation is not just about enlightenment, you can also rely on physical training."

Some people can build their foundation directly once their minds are clear, some can fill in the level by chewing peonies and taking elixirs, and some people train hard to accumulate venous endurance, and eventually they will be led to the long river of Taoism.

Yan Congzhi has a pure mind, not influenced by external things, and is naturally cold-hearted. He has been well taken care of in the overly brotherly, warm and harmonious Minghong Sect, but has become as gentle as he is now.

There are still few emotional fluctuations, and he will not take the initiative to contact his fellow disciples unless there is something important.

He hardly encountered any obstacles every time he upgraded his level, unlike his fellow disciples who felt extremely dangerous every time they upgraded their level, and they almost wanted to lose a layer of skin. But he was Wu Xin.

The same was true when teaching Ni Yangzhou, but now looking at the young man's figure, I suddenly feel that strengthening the body first is also a good way to get started.

As for relying on pills to make up for it, it is not the right way and will not work in the end. Originally, the disciple accidentally ate the dew-condensing grass and forced a breakthrough, which might have caused him to suffer some hardships when building his foundation.

Ni Yangzhou was not unfamiliar with this method of body building. When he was attending classes in the monastery, a teacher shared his experience, and he tried it himself. Every morning he would practice sword dancing in the yard according to the sword manual in the book. He used the sword given to him by his master, but the effect was not very significant.

Yan Congzhi stood up, led the young man to the yard, and broke off a long piece of bamboo.

Ni Yangzhou followed behind him and was ordered to stab forward with a dagger.

The young man held the dagger and did not shirk responsibility, knowing that everything was under the control of his master. He rushed forward with all his might, but was knocked to the ground by the opponent's bamboo pole, and rolled over next to the bamboo forest.

Yan Congzhi is tall and slender, holding a bamboo in one hand, as if he is holding a flute made of jade bone, like a handsome young man from some family.

Ni Yangzhou climbed up, lowered his body, stood in front of his master and observed for a moment, then finally dodged sideways and drew his sword at the same time. Yan Congzhi's face did not even tilt, the bamboo pole turned around, and swept horizontally, directly taking the man out and flying several meters.

"Come again."

The boy came and was beaten away.

"Come again."

Ni Yangzhou came again and was beaten away again.

"Come again."

……

As the day darkened, Ni Yangzhou got up from the ground for who knows how many times, but he felt pain all over his body. Suddenly, there were two flashes of light in his arms, and a white jade communication card fell to the ground along his scattered clothes.

Ni Yangzhou stuck his dagger into the ground, supporting himself by breathing heavily, his entire back soaked with sweat.

Yan Congzhi put down the bamboo pole in his hand and pressed it to the ground. A fresh bamboo began to grow vigorously, as if it had always been there. The next second, the young bamboo began to exude green juice, which fell to the ground, leaving a green mark on the ground.

Ni Yangzhou wiped the sweat off the ends of his hair and heard his master's voice saying, "When fighting with a sword in close combat, when you cut the bamboo and when there are no water marks on your body, you can rest."

The boy got up with shaking legs:

"Yes."

Yan Congzhi looked at his disciple who seemed to have been fished out of the water, and bent down to pick up the white jade communication card that had fallen to the side.

At this moment, as soon as he came into contact with the overflowing spiritual energy, Yuan Jia's carefree voice came over:

"Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou, are you there? My master is going to open the furnace to refine medicine today. I stole the talisman for going down the mountain. You pack up and I will take you to play secretly. Don't let your master hear it!"

Ni Yangzhou was half a second slower in getting up.

The young man raised his head and looked at his master, who remained motionless and raised an eyebrow at Ni Yangzhou.

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I, I won't go. I need to practice martial arts."

The people on the other side tried to persuade him: "Today's training is hard today, tomorrow's training will be hard tomorrow, anyway, it will be hard tomorrow, hurry up, don't talk nonsense, I'll pick you up!"

"Don't!"

Ni Yangzhou got closer to his master and shouted, "Don't get off either!"

"Oh? Why?"

Yan Congzhi took back the communication card he was about to hand over and said:

"Because I heard it."

When the other party heard the cold voice, they cut off the communication. Ni Yangzhou and his master exchanged glances, and the young man raised his watch to show his loyalty:

"Master, I will never sneak down the mountain. I will focus on cultivation and will not run around anywhere. Minghong is my home and I love being at home."

Yan Congzhi nodded and said, "Only if you stay calm and patient can you achieve success."

Yan Congzhi took the communication card and said, "I'll keep it for you first, so as not to disturb your studies. If there is anything, I will convey it on your behalf."

Ni Yangzhou drew his dagger, hoping that Yuan Jia would take care of himself, and shook his head silently: "Master, I'm fine. I'm just a heartless puppet now."

After saying that, he once again rushed towards the tender bamboo, but was drenched in green juice all over his head and face.

Yan Congzhi tapped the boy's shoulder and said, "Put your heart and soul into it, and don't be ruthless."

The boy nodded: "I am a sentient training puppet."

Yan Congzhi ignored his disciple who started talking nonsense in a nervous state and walked into the bamboo house alone.

——The night is still long.