The drizzle drizzle was lingering, like a gentle girl telling the desolation in her heart.

After coming out of the store, Zhang Ruochen realized that the day had changed.

Although you can see everything outside the store in the store, you can only realize the difference when people come out.

Looking back, where is the store?

"The magical power of refining the void!?"

Zhang Ruochen understood that just now, he and Jiujiu entered the space created by the young boss without realizing it.

And Zhang Ruochen concluded that the young boss has a high spatial attainment, and even among the Void Refining Cultivators, he is the top one.

The so-called small space needs to be used. Not only do we need to understand the laws of space, but we also need to consider many other things, such as the balance of gravity, the stability of force, the yin and yang of the primordial magnetism, etc., all must meet the standards, otherwise as long as there is something wrong, the entire small world will collapse.

Even if an ordinary Void Refining Cultivator can create a small world, it will not be too stable. The relevant Taoist rules are not equal to the outside world. Once they come into contact with the outside world, the Taoist rules will conflict and disorder, causing the small world to disappear at an extremely fast speed.

However, the young boss's small world is seamlessly connected with the external universe, and it only disappears on its own after Zhang Ruochen and Jiujiu step out of the small space.

This is very scary.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and threw away the missing ones in his heart.

Now his most urgent task is to understand the mystery of heaven and earth, absorb knowledge, and then step into the mystery of the universe.

Refining Xu... is too far away from him.

"Practicing Taoism is like this drizzle. Accumulating bit by bit will always make the water of West Lake rise three feet!"

Seeing such supernatural powers, Zhang Ruochen did not feel disappointed and did not threaten that he would surpass the young boss in the future. He just accepted this information calmly and knew clearly how to go now.

Tao is inaction, and others are either high or low, and it is the business of others after all, what does it have to do with yourself?

As long as you know what you should do, why do you practice this "Tao"?

Practice and practice life, and everyone’s life will be different. As long as you keep walking at your own pace, not lose your original intention, and not forget your original intention, that is practice.

The best in the world? The king's lord's fortune? The beauty is like jade... These are not what Zhang Ruochen wants to ask the most. The reason why Zhang Ruochen practiced was at first just to complete the master's task, but when he realized the mind of Taoism, he felt more and more that it was not like that.

"I, Zhang Ruochen, practiced Taoism just because I liked it!"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Xiaoyu coming from the sky with a faint look, and his heart became more and more determined to practice Taoism.

There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Some people practice for revenge; some people are for immortality; some people are for women...

For Zhang Ruochen, he just likes to practice because practice can make him realize himself, understand the world, and understand everything. He likes to put aside the illusion of the world and see all the truth.

Because I like it... I will never regret it!

The desire for knowledge is the driving force of his practice.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Ruochen has no other things in his heart except for the Tao. Like means like, and there is no need to remove other things from the heart to prove this love.

He looked at the small figure beside him and felt confident that besides practicing Taoism, he did have other important things.

Even if... she will kick someone for no reason.

Zhang Ruochen said to her: "Let's come over."

"Ah! Oh..." Jiujiu didn't understand why, but she still leaned over as Zhang Ruochen said.

After seeing Jiujiu approaching him within three feet, a mysterious artistic conception suddenly broke out on Zhang Ruochen's body. The raindrops in the sky seemed to be scattered like a curtain was being squeezed up. One foot above Zhang Ruochen's head, turning into a water cover, covering the two of them.

"Wow, it's so awesome!" Jiujiu watched the rain turn into a wall of water falling from beside her, opened her eyes wide, shouted in surprise, and reached out to touch it.

"Do you want to learn?" Zhang Ruochen asked softly.

"think!"

Zhang Ruochen smiled meaningfully: "Want? Then go back and copy the eight Taoist books I gave you, including "Nanhua", "Morality", and "Su Wen" that require you to memorize them even more."

"Ah! Can't you be able to recite it if you don't recite it? I can't even write those books, how can I recite it? Senior brother, Senior brother~" Jiujiu stared at Zhang Ruochen with big eyes, pulling the word Senior brother very long.

"No." Zhang Ruochen turned a blind eye to her spoiled behavior, shook his head and said, "The foundation of practicing Taoism lies in knowledge. You can't even write about the 'Tao that can be told, and the extraordinary Tao'. What are the meridians of the eight extraordinary meridians? Where are the three dantians at the upper, middle and lower? You don't know these...how can you talk about practicing!"

"Ah, does practicing need such trouble? I heard that some young men who accidentally entered the valley and passed on a powerful method can achieve great success in magical powers, but they seem to have never read these books." Last time Jiujiu went out with Chu Yueyao to listen to someone's storytelling, talking about a rich young man who only knew how to eat, drink, play and play. Suddenly one day he was killed by his enemies' family. Only he luckily fell into the valley and obtained a supreme martial arts. Then he practiced hard for three years. In the end, his magical power was achieved and he came out to kill all his enemies and gained the hearts of countless beauties.

Zhang Ruochen explained with a bitter smile: "Those storytellers are just to make money. They say that intentionally. How can they practice so easily? They are all lying to you."

Zhang Ruochen always laughed at these folk storytelling stories, but because it was too nonsense, the protagonist in it practiced as simple as drinking water and eating. It was so ridiculous that a person who could not read the so-called supreme technique could directly pick up a so-called supreme technique and start practicing. Is this an insult to those powerful seniors who are hard at studying Buddhist scriptures and Taoist collections and books of sages?

"Ah, is that true?" Jiujiu felt a little disappointed.

"Our Taoist practice talks about the human and the earth, the earth and the sky, the sky and the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. There is a lot to learn. How can one achieve enlightenment just by relying on one piece of exercise?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said that he was willing to explain to Jiujiu: "Also the martial arts of various sects such as Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, martial arts, medicine, ghosts, and demons have their own special terminology basis. If you don't understand these, then even if you are a literate scholar, it will be useless to hold the Taoist "Huangting" in your hand."

"so……"

Jiujiu thought something.

"So if you want to practice, you must read those books, not only do you need to read them, but also understand them."

As they spoke, the two walked towards the residence that Tang Ziming had arranged for them at the beginning. Because they were put into a small space by the young boss, the gathering has now been disbanded. In another half an hour, the rising sun will rise eastward.

At this time, it is not appropriate to visit the Tang family.

"Senior brother, are we going to leave Hangzhou next and find that person to get your sword back?" Jiujiu asked.

“…”

Jiujiu asked Wangyou, but Zhang Ruochen did not answer.

I remember one time when my master and Mr. Wang Nanshan drank, and the master raised his glass to the moon and sighed three times - Chunyang!

At that time, the master's expression was three parts lonely, three parts longing, and four parts nostalgic.

Perhaps forgetting worries is not called forgetting worries.

Its real destination is not itself, but the so-called pure yang.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen didn't say anything, Jiujiu didn't ask again.

The two of them walked silently on this unclear road.

When I was about to reach a street corner of the house.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a black light suddenly emerged and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen and Jiujiu.
Chapter completed!