Bi Xuecheng is a little bit shaky, often running trains, and always carrying a scholarly aura. When he saw him, Ding Qi couldn't help but think of Shi Buquan, so he had the idea of ​​accepting disciples. He not only taught secret techniques from the outside world, but also taught the introductory techniques of the brochure. This kid practiced well.

When Ding Qi accepted his apprentice, Bi Xuecheng was already a junior, and he was twenty-one years old this year. Shi Buquan had practiced microscope since he was a child. If Ding Qi only taught Bi Xuecheng according to the traditional eight major schools of Jianghu, Bi Xuecheng would probably be difficult to get started. It would take a long time to get started. At his age, he was even too late.

However, Ding Qi found that the effect of practicing in an indirect way might be better, that is, first teach the secret techniques of Fangwai first. If the secret techniques of Fangwai can be practiced as the foundation, and then get used to the secret techniques of the eight major gates of the Jianghu, it will have the effect of learning from other things. On the surface, it seems that this is a detour, but in fact it has become a shortcut to overtake on a bend.

In fact, Ding Qi himself also benefited from this. At his age, he has only started practicing martial arts since he was now. How could he practice "the clinging cloud hands" so easily? It is the foundation of creating secret techniques from the outside world and breaking through layers of realms. On the other hand, those who guide him are all masters, and the immortal bait, medicine, moon detergent, is indeed well-known.

Ding Qi's disciples also enjoyed the blessings of the elders. Zhuang Mengzhou once specially praised Ding Qi that Fangwai's secret technique is an amazing achievement. In Ding Qi's view, Bi Xuecheng took a shortcut to practice the micro-art, but it may not be the case in others' view. Because Fangwai's secret technique is not so easy to get started, and it is even more difficult to practice the micro-art alone.

Several of Ding Qi's disciples can get started because they have obtained Ding Qi's personal teachings. Ding Qi's special talents and various methods he masters are not something that everyone knows. If he changes to a master's teaching and another group of disciples' learning, it is probably possible that he will never be able to enter the school in his entire life.

It is better to start with the realm of practicing secret techniques outside the square, and practicing other secret techniques, but practicing secret techniques will also take up a lot of time and energy, and you won’t lose your roots and ends, so Ding Qi only plans to teach the micro-art technique of learning. However, if you want to practice the micro-art technique to reach the level of Shi Buquan at the time, it may take several years to work.

Ye Yanxing is the same age as Bi Xuecheng, and this year is also twenty-one. He and Bi Xuecheng are the best friends. Ye Yanxing doesn't say much and is a little shy, but he always pops up a few golden sentences or jokes from time to time. He is a typical young man who grew up in the online era.

Regarding Ye Yanxing, Ding Qi wanted to teach him the art of observing the body of the Immortal Sect. His name was only one word different from Ye Xing. Ye Xing claimed that he was a disciple of the Immortal Sect but he did not know how to observing the body of the Immortal Sect. But the time is not yet ripe now, mainly because Ding Qi, the master, was not at his own level.

Ding Qi did not get the secret of the Imperial Sect's Body-Seeing Technique. Although he had met with the Master Wu Shenshou of the Imperial Sect, he also named the first level of the secret technique outside the square as the Body-Seeing Realm, and also had an understanding of the Body-Seeing Art, but he had not yet summarized his own body-Seeing Art practice system, so he could only wait for the future.

As for Meng Huiyu, her two senior brothers are one year younger than that and are twenty years younger this year. It is due to fate that they can become Ding Qi as their master. Ding Qi intends to teach her the magical art of Boxing, but in fact, it cannot be said that it is the secret of the corpse. It was the magical art of Ding Qi summed up by himself based on the secret of the corpse. Fan Yang did not teach him at the beginning.

Based on Ding Qi's professionalism and experience accumulation, he can now summarize a set of magical techniques similar to the secret teachings of the genre. If he wants to stay here for a long time, he might as well find an opportunity to teach Meng Huiyu.

Ding Qi was thinking about teaching the three secret techniques of the three disciples? Because the successors of the eight major sects of Jianghu that he knew, Shi Buquan, is now missing, Fan Yang is no longer there, and the successors of the three sects of Isen are unknown, and he also wants to complete the inheritance of the eight secret techniques of the eight sects with his own hands.

Ding Qi has two disciples outside, Tu Zhi and Wei Fanting. Tu Zhi is the eldest brother, who is thirty years old this year and is both older than Ding Qi. As for Wei Fanting, she is not sure about her exact age. Her ID card is twenty-five, but she looks only sixteen or seven years old. She is worthy of growing up eating moon detergent fat.

For these two disciples, Ding Qi did not want to teach them eight secret techniques for the time being. On the one hand, he did not practice so much himself, and on the other hand, he would have let them live a small life, so he would not consider it for the time being. If Ding Qi and others were trapped here for a year, it would only be equivalent to about six days outside, and it would not be even a week.

In addition to teaching the disciples, Ding Qi himself also needs to practice. When he was walking in the deep mountains, he already felt that if the realm of secret techniques outside the square could not be further improved, they might not be able to get out.

Hearing the funny conversation between the two disciples, Ding Qi couldn't help laughing, and turned the first volume of "The Legend of Heaven" onto the first page and said: "You should take a look at the introduction here. The seeds of the tree are also a medicine in this world. They were discovered by Tao Xin, the saint brother of heaven. According to Tao Xin, its medicinal properties can "removing ulcers and removing evil insects."

If you are accidentally bitten by Yelong, you should quickly use cupping to pull out the blood from the wound, grind the powder from the roasted floc seeds, boil hot water to soak the whole body in a bath, and maybe you can save your life. It can be seen that this substance should have a sterilization and disinfection effect. It is not without reason that your Master Tan added this medicine to the prescription for the bath. He should have read the medical books here.

Flocs seeds are not flocs seed oil, and the effects of internal and external use are also different. According to the records, if you want to achieve the best contraceptive effect, it is best to eat them with meat oil, and it is also used to add a little animal fat when stir-frying meat or cooking. Besides, what does this have to do with your graduate school? Do you want to do something here? Don’t forget the edict issued by your Master Zhuang!”

Ye Yanxing quipped: "If you were really avoided, wouldn't it be more convenient to do something here? But Master Zhuang had a long-term vision and issued the imperial edict in advance, and you no longer have a chance!"

Bi Xuecheng said embarrassedly: "Don't always tell me, who is yelling to find the Butterfly Girl on the road? I was just a little worried just now, will it affect my future functions..."

Ye Yanxing: "According to the practice of so many people here for three thousand years, it should not be affected. Senior brother, stop talking about these inappropriate ones. Did you blush even if you didn't see Junior Sister Meng's face?"

Meng Huiyu did blush, lowered her head and even felt a little restless, as if something was wrong. Ding Qi said concernedly: "Xiao Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Huiyu whispered embarrassedly: "I want to have a bathroom."

They live in the back yard of the temple, and there is no thatched cottage. Because there is no one living here at all, who would build a thatched cottage in a place where no one lives? Moreover, in the darkness here, it is not convenient or even dangerous to walk out of the house and go to the thatched cottage. But the people here thoughtfully, and prepared all kinds of items that might be used. Everyone has something behind the bed curtain that modern urban people are familiar with but have hardly seen before - a toilet.

Ding Qi put down his hand and said, "There are nine volumes in this "Change of Heaven". You can take two of them and take them back to read them. After reading them, you will exchange them. Don't sleep too late today. It's not too late to read them after dawn. To avoid wasting candles, I'll send you back to your room first."

It was already dark at this time, and everyone had four candles in their room in advance, with walnuts being one foot long and each can be lit for a long time. Unlike the common mineral wax outside, the candles here are brown and yellow and greasy to the touch, and should be made of resin and animal fat.

Candles are very precious here. Ordinary people don’t use them at all. They rarely light oil lamps. After dark, they closed the doors and windows to sleep. They enjoyed the treatment of Brother Tian. There were also fire sickles on the table. It was actually inconvenient to use them to fire with fire sickles, and they were not very good at using them. Fortunately, everyone brought windproof lighters when they came.

Ding Qi walked downstairs with a candle in one hand and a stick in the other, and sent the three students back to their respective rooms. He stood in the courtyard and looked at the dark night sky for a while, then went back to the house to put out the candles and put them down. The surroundings fell into darkness where he could not see his fingers. He walked out of the door and went downstairs with a stick in the darkness, walked straight out of the temple through the courtyard.

When I arrived at the front yard, there was a sudden movement in the wing room next to me. The darkness heard the sound of the door opening. The voice of the Marshal of Dongdaying Xiao Bozhi asked, "Brother Ding Tian, ​​do you have to go out at night? It would be better to stay in the house, there will be danger outside."

Ding Qi replied: "Don't worry, I just want to take a walk around."

Xiao Bozhi: "If Brother Tian wants to travel at night, I will ask someone to escort the train."

The so-called train is of course different from the train outside. It is a trolley carrying a pottery that can ignite the fire. It is one of the essential items for traveling at night here, and people cannot be too far away from the fire.

Ding Qi shook his head and said, "No need, I just want to feel the experience of Saint Tao Xin traveling through the dark night. There will be no danger. You sleep with yours, don't worry about me."

Xiao Bozhi: "Would you like to wear bamboo armor? I asked someone to give you a perfect match."

Ding Qi waved his hand and said, "There is no need for Zhujia. Since you call me Brother Tian, ​​you should believe what I said. I will say nothing will happen."

Brother Tian said this, but Xiao Bozhi didn't dare to refute it, so he had to bow in front of the door and said, "Brother Ding Tian is careful. If there is anything, call us at any time."

They talked with movements and gestures, but they were invisible to each other because there was no light in the environment. After saying that, Xiao Bozhi had already closed the door, and Ding Qi suddenly asked again: "Master Marshal, when you open your mouth, you call Brother Ding Tian. If you can't see here, how can you know it's me?"

Xiao Bozhi: "Brother Ding Tian's footsteps are different from those of the other three brothers, and they feel different. I can tell it myself."

Ding Qi pushed open the gate of the temple and came to the village community. He found that the environment was not completely dark, and there was a glimmer of light outside, and the light source came from both left and right directions.

The main club in Dongdaying has only more than fifty families, which is not large in size, but it occupies a large area, so the courtyard of each family's residence is very spacious. The gate of the temple faces south, and the most spacious road in the village just passes through its door. There is a large open space opposite the temple, which is the location of the "small market" twice a month.

A wall about four meters high and eighty centimeters wide was built around the village community, which was built with stones and broken bricks. Compared with the population size of the village community, the project volume of this wall was quite large. It may have been built over several generations of long history. In the years that followed, it only required maintenance and repair.

There are two doors on the wall, and there is a small brick-shaped pavilion in the middle of the road near the door. The pavilion is not big but only one meter square, and there is a pottery basin between them. The pottery basin is lit and will not be poured on rainy days. The fire is not big, but it is particularly eye-catching in this absolute darkness.

The Muzha gate is not closed at night, and a shiny door hole can be seen far outside. If the residents here do not come back before dark due to accidents, they can also get direction guidance in the wilderness. Ding Qi tried to keep his steps light and did not want to disturb the people who were already asleep, but when he reached the east gate, he still alarmed the person.

There is a room on the inside of the wall, which is a bit like the courtyard communication room of the outside world. There is someone on duty at night. Before Ding Qi got close, someone heard the movement and opened the door from the house. When he saw it was him, he quickly saluted and said, "Brother Ding Tian, ​​where are you going?"

The on-duty personnel are responsible for watching the fire. In order to save fuel, the fire will not burn too much. They need to add fuel to it every once in a while to ensure that it will not go out overnight. Ding Qi waved his hand and said, "You don't have to pay attention to it. Look at the door here and I'll go out for a walk."

The man knelt down and said, "Brother Tian, ​​there will be a night dragon flying after dark. The wilderness is very unsafe. You should stay in the house and close the doors and windows. If something happens to Brother Tian, ​​it will be my fault!"

Ding Qi waved his hand and said, "You don't have to kneel down and salute, stand and speak. Since I dare to go out, there will be no problem. Today is just to feel how Brother Tao Xintian walked through the night three thousand years ago. You don't have to bother me, I will call you if I have something to do."

Ding Qi walked out of the east gate of the main club of Dongdaying with a stick on his back, which was very similar to a certain position that Zhuang Mengzhou had once posed, but now the door is very wide, so the stick is not tripped by the door frame, and his back looks very casual and calm. The on-duty socialist looked at Brother Ding Tian's back, his eyes full of respect.

There are dangers in the night, mainly from two aspects. One is the darkness that cannot be seen with your fingers. Not to mention seeing the road, you can't even tell the direction and you can't walk normally. If you accidentally fall into the water, you may not even be able to find the shore. Another danger comes from the sky, and you may be attacked by night dragons at any time.

Villages are relatively safe because night dragons usually rarely fly in and only appear occasionally. There is no night dragon nest in the wilderness around the village. The probability of night dragons appearing is much smaller than the deep mountains, but they still often encounter them. After all, night dragons fly and are foraging around at night. The distance of more than ten kilometers is not too far for them.

There is a kind of bamboo armor in the local area, inherited from the pair of golden silk and bamboo armor made by Saint Tao Xin. Of course, it is not made of golden silk, but drilled holes in the corners of the tough-textured nan bamboo, and threaded with silk or thin linen. It is a bit like an ancient gold-thread jade suit. This object can prevent being bitten by night dragons.

Even though there is bamboo armor, people here will not be fine to wear it and run out for a walk at night, only for some special occasions. Ding Qi rejected Xiao Bozhi's kindness to persuade him to wear bamboo armor, because this will affect his movements and reactions, and he relies on his long sticks in his hand.

Under his feet was the way to come by a sedan chair during the day. He could still see the shiny door of the village community, but turning to another direction was the darkness that swallowed up. Ding Qi simply closed his eyes and moved forward slowly. He came out at night mainly to confirm something and seek an answer. How did Tao Xin walk through the darkness three thousand years ago? This was regarded as a miracle by the local people.

There is no wind, the surroundings are quiet, and even dead silent. Today's season is equivalent to early summer. Ding Qi remembers that when he was a child, he was in the mountain village of his hometown. There were two things that were very noisy in summer, namely cicadas and frogs. It's okay for cicadas, but the frogs in the pond croak all night.

There are many frogs here, but they don’t yell at night. Maybe it’s because of the environment. Interestingly, the roosters here don’t crow in the early morning because the breed is different from the chickens outside. But there are still sounds to wake up in the early morning, which is the sound of frogs coming from the fields. Frogs in this world will not yell until dawn.

In the dead silence, although Ding Qi's footsteps were very light, they were also clearly audible. As he walked, he gently tapped the stick tip of his hand, and through the echo, he seemed to "see" the surrounding situation. This is a synesthesia phenomenon, which replaces another sense with one sense, which is not mysterious to a psychologist.

Ding Qi now looks like a blind man walking with a bright stick, and darkness has no effect on the blind man. In the outside world, many medical institutions have conducted experiments to train blind people to judge surrounding objects through echo positioning, and have entered the application stage.

This seems to replace vision with hearing, but perception is different from feeling. It is the result of the processing of information in the mind. Through sound, a spatial scene is formed in the mind. The source of this spatial scene may not only be sound information, but also the brain speculation or imagination processing of other unaware information.

Ding Qi will not get lost when walking in the dark at this moment, nor will he rely solely on synesthesia of hearing, because he has a heart plate. He has been concentrating his heart plate all the way here, even if he closes his eyes, he knows the path and direction he has walked, like walking through a world already in his mind. Even if his eyes cannot see it, his heart is "clear".

If you rely solely on the Heart Pan, Ding Qi can only go to the place you have already been. If you turn a corner and walk to the road you have not taken before, the darkness is still difficult to identify. However, Ding Qi turned a corner and left the main road and entered the fork. It should be noted that the lakes in the Dongdaying area are everywhere, and the water system is crisscrossing, and it is very dangerous to wander around in the dark.

Ding Qi knocked on the ground with the tip of the stick. In a state of synesthesia, he seemed to be able to distinguish the surrounding space scenery. After a while, he put away the stick. In such a quiet environment, footsteps were enough. Ding Qi had another conclusion. He relied on not only hearing at this moment, but also a kind of induction that is not easy to describe.

After the secret method of Fangwai broke through the Yin'e realm, Ding Qi realized the spiritual consciousness, which was like the extension of the senses. In the novel recommended to him by Zhuang Mengzhou, he also mentioned the concept of spiritual consciousness. Ding Qi borrowed this term. But he did not like the very fantasy explanation. If Ding Qi himself was also a monk of some kind, he was also a scholar-type monk.

Ding Qi himself has personally experienced the spiritual awareness and spiritual consciousness mentioned in the book, but he is thinking about another question: Where does the so-called spiritual awareness and spiritual consciousness come from, what is the basis and principle of their birth?

Ding Qi first got inspired by the phenomenon of synesthesia. In fact, synesthesia does not use one sense to replace another sense in absolute meaning, but the brain processes one information into another. So what is the highest level of synesthesia? It is the so-called spiritual sense! All senses are interconnected and processed by the brain into comprehensive perceptual information.

But you can't tell which sense it comes from. It's a kind of spiritual sense on the surface, but the principle behind it is that the subconscious mind integrates the perceptual function that people have, or even cannot be aware of in normal times. When this perception becomes clear and stable after long-term training, it becomes a ability that can be used at any time, the so-called spiritual consciousness is also transformed into spiritual consciousness.

This is Ding Qi's conclusion. Some people may say that this is a kind of "supernatural power", but Ding Qi would rather use another statement. This is a kind of ability mastered by synesthesia based on the phenomenon of synesthesia.

In a small bridge built by ceramic bricks, Ding Qi temporarily stopped without sound, but he expanded his spiritual consciousness. Everything around him could be perceived within the scope of the spiritual consciousness. Without light, there would be no color. This is different from ordinary vision. What he perceived is the spatial outline of things, and it also contains their texture or physical properties.

Ding Qi unfolded his spiritual sense and continued to move forward. He had already realized the state of Tao Xin back then, and also understood why this ancient man could travel through the night. He was like another Tao Xin three thousand years later, experiencing Tao Xin's original experience, and it seemed that he was communicating with him through time and space, entering a resonance between the physical and mental state.
Chapter completed!