The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 6 Practicing the Heart Sutra
The counselor is enlightened, when the sky sends out murderous intentions, the stars change places; when the earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the land;Most of them comprehend the rules of the Dao, use people as chess, and heaven and earth as the chessboard.All kinds of overall situations are laid out, and the world will be shocked only when the situation will come up one day.

Martial artists are robbing, they robbing the heavens and the earth to support themselves.Incorporate the Dao of Heaven and Earth into one's own body, break through the body's blockage of the flesh orifices, open the dantian, and fill the flesh with aura.

Changsun Ji is neither a poet nor a counselor now, he is just a scholar.

This world does not mean that you can become a poet or a counselor just because you can read and write.If the poet does not have his own works or his own works are too poor, he will not be able to enter the realm, and he will not be able to borrow the general trend of the world.Naturally, it is impossible to create offensiveness with the help of sages' poems and articles.

And if a counselor can't find the strength to display his talents, even if he has a wealth of knowledge, he can only hide it in his chest.

In the dream, Changsun Ji, as the number one villain, is naturally not a simple person.Like the Chinese cabbage on the roadside, grab a handful.He is also talented and full of talent.

With Sun Ji's lifelong cultural accumulation and cheating skills such as the "Hanging Heart Sutra", he doesn't think he will be worse than his previous life.

He stretched out his hand to grab the gray kit, but it was empty.Changsun Ji turned his head to look in doubt, and was startled, only to see that there was no trace of the gray kit on the couch.

He clearly remembered that he put the kit in this position, and he did not leave.He didn't believe that someone could take his things away without him noticing under his nose.

After pondering for a while, Changsun Ji seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took off his clothes.Looking down, he saw a tattoo of a kit embroidered on his chest. It was only the size of a copper coin, but it was vivid and lifelike.

Changsun Ji touched it with his hands, but he couldn't feel any bumps at all, as if it was a birthmark on his body.

Changsun Ji laughed softly, "It's kind of interesting." He clearly remembered that when he took the kit from his bosom, his chest was smooth without any marks.

After tidying up his emotions, Changsun Ji put on his clothes, walked to the lobby, and knelt down in front of the table.He didn't know what connection this world had with his previous life.

What is said is Chinese and what is written is regular script.It has not experienced the transformation of characters, that is to say, the first time humans have characters in history is regular script.There is no such thing as Sun Ji's world where oracle bone inscriptions become big seal script, then small seal script, official script...

If Sun Ji was still in the library in his previous life, he might still study the reason and the connection.The current Changsun Ji doesn't have such a leisurely mind, he is too lazy to think about such useless things.

All he knew was that it was good for him.Because he had nothing to do in the library, he read too many books.With the blessing of a supercomputer, he taught himself Oracle.

And this world does not have this kind of writing, so this place can become his own special mark, and he can write down some important things in oracle bone script to prevent himself from forgetting.

After all, his head is no longer controlled by a supercomputer, and he is not sure whether his memory will be as perverted as it was in his previous life.

Changsun Ji dipped a brush with ink, wrote the "Hanging Heart Sutra" silently in oracle bone inscriptions, dried it, and put it in a book on the bookshelf.

Although Changsun Ji is not worried that someone will know the oracle bone inscriptions, he has to prevent some perverted people from pushing back to the oracle bone inscriptions from the current regular script.Therefore, Changsun Ji did not dare to throw it everywhere. In short, there is no big mistake in being careful.

Hammered the numb legs of the kneeling kneeling, thinking about when the chair will be made.Don't let your legs work so hard.When Changsun Ji opened the door, the sun had already begun to set to the west, not as strong as it was at noon when it spewed out flames and ignited the earth.

Looking at the Hou's mansion not far away, the corridor is full of waists, and the eaves are pecking.On a whim, Changsun Ji asked his servants to bring a ladder and climbed to the roof.

The Hou Mansion covers an area of ​​about [-] mu of land, with rockery, lakes, gardens, etc. naturally existing.As the eldest son of the Hou Mansion, Changsun Ji's courtyard building environment is relatively high in the Hou Mansion.

Watching the afterglow of the setting sun coat the courtyard in front of me with a layer of gold, the water in a small pool in the garden ripples in the breeze, and a colorful bird lands on the rockery to rest...

Changsun Ji sat on the glazed tiles, resting his head on Zi Zhu's arms.Feeling two slender fingers gently massaging his temples, Changsun Ji closed his eyes comfortably.

Smelling the fragrance emanating from the woman's body, Changsun Ji was a little agitated.

Changsun Ji said in his mouth: "Don't go back tonight, sleep in my room." He felt the massage fingers stop slightly, and then heard a woman's grace like a mosquito.Knowing that she was shy, Changsun Ji didn't continue to tease her...

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and Changsun Ji was lying on the bed watching Zi Zhu in a plain skirt kept busy, adding medicinal materials to a bathtub.He has important things to do now, so he can't miss things because of color, and he said a few words in his heart, "Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness."

Yesterday, he ordered Zizhu to send his servants to get the medicinal materials, and now he wants to practice the "Hanging Heart Sutra" with the first touch of purple energy from the east at sunrise.

Let the energy of the medicinal materials in the bathtub blend into your veins, break through the qi orifices, and open up the dantian to enter the introductory stage of "Hanging Heart Sutra".

The Mao hour has arrived, and the sun rises above the horizon day after day, shining its radiant light on the world.The eldest grandson Ji, who had already made preparations, jumped from the bed into the bathtub filled with medicinal herbs.

Neutralize the tyrannical purple air of the sun and the gentle air of medicinal materials, and gather the energy scattered in the meridians according to the Heart Sutra route in the "Hanging Heart Sutra".Finally condensed in the lower abdomen.

Immediately, Changsun Ji felt very comfortable, which made Changsun Ji's heart sway.

(End of this chapter)