A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 227 Physical Dharma Appearance

There were not many people on this peak, and no one paid any attention to him. Although he could fly, he still walked slowly along the path.

When you reach the mountainside, you will see a wooden tower that is six meters wide and seven meters high in the quiet place in front of the waterfall. It is very beautifully built, with curtains fluttering in the wind, and it is very peaceful.

"Lan Xinzhai, what an elegant name. Is this the place where books are stored on the peak? Haha, it's really luxurious. A small peak with more than 40 people actually has a small tower specially built to store books. Hmm... I wonder if I can go in?" Lu Luan said to himself.

After all, it was a collection of books belonging to the inner disciples of Pengling Sect, so maybe he could gain something from it, so he walked over.

It was quiet and deserted everywhere. When I got closer, I saw a person sitting on a cushion with his eyes closed and practicing at the door of the small tower. He looked to be a boy of sixteen. Although his realm was not high, his aura was long, like a crouching turtle.

Perhaps after noticing Lu Luan approaching, he opened his eyes and said in a slightly childish voice: "Stay, casual cultivator."

He obviously knew Lu Luan's identity.

Lu Luan bowed and said, "Little Taoist friend, I have nothing to do. Can you allow me to go in and take a look? I have heard that your senior brother He Yun is a gentle and elegant genius. His collection of books must be unique."

He knew that these people followed He Yun's lead, and praising him was praising them.

"Of course. Senior Brother He has the hope of becoming a true disciple, and he is also well cared for by the Peak Master."

Sure enough, the young disciple immediately started to brag about himself.

"Little Taoist friend, can you let me in to broaden my horizons?"

Lu Luan took the opportunity to ask again.

But the disciple shook his head and said, "No, this is Senior Brother He's collection of books. Except for the disciples of this peak, no one else can come in without Senior Brother's permission."

"Little Taoist friend, can you give me some convenience?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Lu Luan quietly took out a pill and showed it to him.

He knew that there were no magical powers or secret techniques in this kind of building. They were just miscellaneous records of oddities, or the experiences written down by the elders and talented disciples of the sect. The source was usually from the first floor of the library tower, which was on the small hill and was not very strict.

He had only read the books that the servants read for a few days outside and felt that he benefited a lot from them. Reading the collection of books of the inner disciples would definitely be of great benefit to him.

When the disciple saw the elixir, he showed some interest, but seemed hesitant.

Seeing this, Lu Luan said, "Little Daoist friend, please give us a favor. Daoist friend He Yun is so generous that he won't mind it. Besides, he also promised us that we can visit all around the peak when we came."

After thinking for a moment, the disciple said, "Since you admire the senior brother so much, I will give you this opportunity. They are just some idle books anyway, and not many people come here normally."

"Thank you very much, little Taoist friend."

Lu Luan handed the pill to him and said with a smile.

This medicine is worth hundreds of low-level spirit stones, which is quite expensive.

"go in."

The disciple took the pill calmly and allowed him to come in.

Lu Luan bowed again to express his gratitude, then walked in.

Looking at the pills in his hand, the young man had a big smile on his face. He muttered to himself at Lu Luan's back, "They are just some idle books. What's so interesting about them?"

Lu Luan walked in and found that although it was bright and empty, there was no one inside. However, this was normal. Although there were so many disciples in Zhengyang Sect in the past, there were usually not many people on the first floor of the martial arts building where the books were placed.

The guy outside is probably just on duty symbolically.

Lu Luan walked to the bookcase and took a book from it.

Although these are just some irrelevant books, they have restrictions on them and cannot be taken away.

"Heart-nourishing Record."

After silently repeating the title of the book, he began to flip through the pages.

The young man outside was still looking at the elixir in his hand happily. He looked left and right, put it in the storage bag and walked in.

Then he just lay down on the table, staring blankly at the falling leaves outside.

Lu Luan took the time to read it quickly, as this was knowledge purchased with a pill.

After half an incense stick of time, he closed the book.

I sighed in my heart: "The views in this book are so unique. They are free from desire, non-contention, calm, and peaceful, and they embrace the world with a broad mind."

But after sighing for a moment, he put the book away and said to himself: "In fact, this is how cultivating immortals should be, with an open mind. Haha, but it is only suitable for the sect."

For a casual cultivator, if he were to do what the book said, he would starve to death.

After shaking his head, he took down another book and began to read it.

"Dongtian... Golden Pill..."

As time passed, he became more and more addicted to it.

The boy might be too bored, so he only talked to him from time to time.

“Are there any old books like this here?”

At sunset, Lu Luan looked at the upper row in the innermost corner and found that there were dozens of books that were very wrinkled, as if they had been soaked in water and then dried. They were also yellow and had dirt on them.

Out of curiosity, I flipped through it.

"Armored Gate?"

The next moment, he saw three familiar words in it.

After flipping through a few pages, he murmured in astonishment: "It turns out that this armor sect is good at refining blood and flesh, refining qi and blood, and their fists and feet are like spirits, and their qi and blood are like the sea."

Then he looked through several other books and found that they were all related to that sect. He thought to himself, "It seems that these books were brought by He Yun when he ventured into the ruins of the Pijia Sect."

"But this is the way of the Armored Gate."

He began to look through the books carefully.

……

"Is it gone?"

Before he knew it, he had finished reading all the dozens of ancient books.

But he became more and more interested in this armored gate.

Then he looked around again, but still couldn't find any relevant books, so he looked upwards, "The top two floors should have some, right?"

However, after feeling the various restrictions at the stairs, he knew he couldn't get close, so he turned his gaze to the young man who was reading and walked over.

He bowed and said, "Little Taoist friend, I'm sorry to bother you."

"What's up?"

The boy looked at him in confusion.

Lu Luan asked, "Excuse me, do you still have the books that Fellow Daoist He brought from the ruins of Pijia Gate?"

"There are a few more on the second floor. I'll go get them for you."

Maybe because he had collected pills from him before, the young man was easy to talk to. After hearing this, he stood up and took it.

Lu Luan sat down at the table and waited quietly.

After a while, the young man came down holding a few books and said to him, "Daoyou, these are the only ones we have. Senior Brother He originally placed hundreds of books here, but most of them were badly damaged and could not be read, so he threw them away. These few are still well preserved."

As he spoke, he piled the books on the table.

Lu Luan took a book and asked as he flipped through it, "Little Taoist friend, are there not many people coming here normally?"

He had been in here for almost a day and found that only one or two people came here. However, they just hurried to the upper floors and stayed there for a few dozen breaths before leaving.

The young man nodded and said, "Well, there are only about forty people on Tengyun Peak. The brothers and sisters are busy practicing or training in the cave. Usually, few people come here. I have the weakest cultivation, so I am here to guard Lanxinzhai. But when people with weaker cultivation come, I can do other things."

"You must be bored then."

Lu Luan asked.

Chat for a few more minutes and build a good relationship with this young man. You will also have to stay on this small mountain for about a month, so that you can come here to read ancient books in your spare time.

The young man held his chin with one hand and drew on the table with the other. He nodded and said, "Well, I can only read books and practice normally. When I feel tired, I just walk around."

"Are your parents also from Pengling Sect?"

"No, I am a young master from a family in the Wilderness. I have good spiritual roots. Later, my parents used a lot of connections to send me to the Pengling Sect. But when I cultivate to the foundation-building stage, I can go out to explore the sect, and then I can go home to visit..."

The two of them started chatting, and under Lu Luan's deliberate guidance, the conversation became very speculative.

The tone was humble and familiar, not as strange as it was at the beginning.

"This is?"

After flipping through a few books, he picked up a piece of paper. He thought it was a record of something, but when he opened it, he found that it was actually a martial arts technique.

Just as he was wondering why there was such a thing in this small wooden tower, he saw a sentence written at the bottom of the paper: "The formula is different, it cannot be practiced, it is only for reference."

Seeing the strange look in his eyes, the young man explained, "This is what Senior Brother He brought from the Pijia Sect. However, after asking his disciples to try it out, they found that it was impossible to fully practice it. The Sutra Pagoda does not allow such flawed martial arts to be stored. Senior Brother He saw that the content above was good, so he kept it in the pagoda for the disciples on the peak to refer to."

Lu Luan checked it out, and after a few glances, he was very surprised: "A physical body?"

He discovered that this was a book that recorded how to train the physical body!

Be serious and check every word.

The young man continued, "Daoyou, this is a yellow-level technique that is close to the middle level, but it lacks the things needed to record and condense the physical body. It is incomplete. Daoyou, please don't practice blindly."

After reading a few lines, Lu Luan's heart was already in turmoil, but on the surface he remained calm and replied calmly: "I also found the content above quite interesting."

"Well, that's good. It's easy to go wrong if you practice this kind of incomplete martial arts blindly." said the young man.

Lu Luan looked more serious than ever before, and after he finished reading it, deep regret appeared in his eyes.

It is true that the material for condensing the Dharma image is missing. This is the most core thing. No wonder the disciples are not allowed to practice.

"It would be great if it was complete, but we have to find a way to try."

Lu Luan said silently in his heart and quickly memorized this technique.

The disciples of Pengling Sect naturally look down upon the incomplete martial arts technique, but for him, it might be an opportunity.

This flesh-body Dharma-image is a method of cultivating the flesh-body as a Dharma-image!

If you can practice it, it will be of great help.