Zhou Heng saw that the two of them were close at hand but couldn't see himself, and he knew in his heart that it must be the formation that worked, so he was silent and watched the changes.

After a while, I heard the Xuanpao say: "It's really strange! The brother under the mountain sent a message, but he didn't see the man coming down the mountain, so why can't he find it? Could it be that there is some cave nearby?"

The two of them stood there and looked around, but they still didn't find anything for a long time.

The green-robed man was a little tired from searching, and muttered impatiently: "Senior brother, go back, can you use it after searching so hard? Our Xuanyin Sect doesn't lack anything......" was suddenly interrupted before he finished speaking. The Xuanpao man glared at him, and said with a cruel smile in his mouth: "Hmm, how did the Lord explain it? Those who leak my name will die!"

Zhou Heng's heart moved: "How can you be the minions of the Xuanyin Sect again?" It seems that the power is not small, and the wings have actually extended to Wangwu Mountain." ”

The green-robed man knelt on the ground with a "plop" and shouted, "Senior brother spare your life, senior brother spare your life!"

The Xuanyi man looked at him with a gloomy face for a long time, snorted, picked up his sword and cut off his left arm, and said coldly: "Leave you a mark first! Long memory, see if you dare to commit it again in the future! Get up, don't pretend to be dead here! You and I went to look for it separately, the man had a gray face, and he was carrying a turtle shell, which was very easy to identify. ”

The man in the green robe was so pained that tears flowed down, and while taking the pill to stop the bleeding, he walked away.

Zhou Heng didn't know the depth of the other party's strength, let alone whether there were any masters around, so he decided to let them live. (The main thing is that we don't know whether to fight or not)

After a while, he put on another pale-faced mask and began to walk down the mountain. As he walked along the road, he found two people standing there at every pass, staring at the people coming down the mountain.

The men only glanced at him, and saw that he didn't look right, and that he was not the person they were looking for, so they quickly turned their faces away.

Back at the bottom of the mountain, Zhou Heng hurriedly urged Ma to go south. As a matter of urgency, he needed to find a secluded and uninhabited place to take the Spirit Turtle Marrow Pill. With such a rare item, it is difficult to tell what will happen after taking it. If you look up to the sky and roar, or if you are manic and angry, it will not only disturb the people around you, but also attract the attention of cultivators and bring unnecessary trouble.

His luck was good, and it didn't take long for him to really find a place where no one was.

Seven hundred miles southeast of Wangwu Mountain, there is a wasteland formed by the flooding and silting of the Yellow River, which is 800 miles long and more than 200 miles wide, overgrown with weeds and uninhabited. Due to the swamps, ordinary people cannot gain a foothold. Immortals and Buddhas and the like don't want to go, they only like famous mountains and rivers, caves and blessed lands, where are they willing to go to that kind of muddy and dirty place? (Only ghosts like this kind of harsh environment and not awesome places are willing to go)

Zhou Heng decided to go there to cultivate and the method of the sword. He first pinned his horses in the bazaar, bought some food, water and clothes, and then went to the nearby hill to pack tens of thousands of rocks with Qiankun tips, and then walked to the depths of Daze. He unfolded his martial arts and swept over the tips of the grass, and soon came to the center of Daze, found a slightly higher place to throw down wood and stones, set up a platform with a length and width of dozens of zhang, and used stones and weeds to set up a large array of wojiuzhanzaizheli extremely carefully, and hid all the platforms. Everything was ready, he took out the jade heart and sat on it, and then took a spirit turtle marrow pill and concentrated on cultivating the Yuan Shen. After a night's effort, the divine consciousness grew more than a foot taller, and it was already five feet tall, not only that, but the cultivation had also reached the late stage of the rotation period. It seems that the turtle marrow pill is really effective!

He drank some water and took another Spirit Turtle Marrow Pill. This practice lasted for three days and three nights. He has grown a little taller, and he is already able to lift hundreds of pounds.

When he took the third Spirit Turtle Myelin Pill, he meditated for nine days and nine nights, and this time his divine consciousness finally grew to the size of six feet, which also became the early stage of enlightenment, and opened up the Purple Mansion for the first time.

After that, he didn't take the Dan again, but just urged his divine sense to practice the Qingcheng swordsmanship, and the sword light was like silver, like a silver snake hovering at a low altitude. After another half moon, he finally succeeded in opening an inch of land in the Purple Mansion, which could contain and release flying swords and warm magic weapons. After another ten days, the Divine Sense's control over the flying sword had reached the point where it could be retracted and released freely. At this time, his skill had already jumped to the late stage of enlightenment.

Due to the subsidy of medicine, coupled with his extraordinary qualifications and first-class exercises, in just two years, his skills have reached one or two hundred years of ordinary people's cultivation, and he is only one step away from entering the fusion period, and he can turn his divine consciousness into a primordial infant.

The next thing to practice is the fusion of the divine consciousness and the flying sword and the flight of the body, which is the first step to achieve the ascension of the day. He practiced persistently for several days, failing hundreds of times in a row, without a single success. Even if you reluctantly attach your divine sense to the flying sword, you will quickly separate, not to mention the whole person Edgeworth flying. (Note 1)

It seems that you can't rush everything, and when you encounter difficulties, you must think of other ways.

It was the middle of December. Facing the wilderness without people, he practiced alone for dozens of days, and he felt an indescribable loneliness in his heart, wanting to find a warm place to spend the Spring Festival.

While tasting the milk curd meat, the hundred fish feast, the old zongzi and the mellow fragrance of Suzhou Songhe Tower, Zhou Heng admired the evaluation of Suzhou and felt that everything here was so warm, gentle and dexterous.

He likes the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and he likes the feeling of criss-crossing streams and gurgling green water. The water in the south of the Yangtze River rarely has a turbulent and unrestrained momentum, but it has been bubbling for many years, cultivating the unique gentleness and softness of the Jiangnan people.

In addition to the gurgling green water, he also loves the Suzhou gardens. "The stones of other mountains can attack jade", if you want to enlighten the Tao, sometimes you have to find another way, and it is not possible to stay in one place behind closed doors.

Suzhou's gardens are known for their elegance and simplicity, small and exquisite. "Jiangnan gardens are the best in the world, and Suzhou gardens crown Jiangnan". The garden area is generally in a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, in the construction of the garden, the use of buildings, rockeries, pools, flowers and trees, cleverly divide the whole garden into the main and secondary, sparse and sparse size of the space, combined into each characteristic scenic spot, and good at using the borrowed scenery. Therefore, although the area is small, there will be no unobstructed feeling, and everywhere into the painting, move to change the scene, fascinating, give people the enjoyment of "not going out of the city and get the fun of the landscape, living in the downtown and having the beauty of the forest spring".

It's a pity that most of these gardens are private gardens, so Zhou Hengda can only look outside.

Suzhou is not lonely at night, and many people go out shopping with lanterns.

Zhou Heng walked through arbitrarily without hurry, and unconsciously walked to a brightly lit building, there were many people standing at the door, and eight red lanterns were hung high on both sides of the gate, each lantern had a big character, which was "Winter Night Garden, Meeting Friends with Mystery", and the door number was inscribed with three big characters "Humble Administrator's Garden".

The old man at the door was full of anger when he saw him, and he looked like a jade tree in the wind, so he hurriedly invited him in. (The main thing is to dress appropriately and be magnificent.) ）

There are countless lanterns in the park, illuminating the garden as bright as day. Zhou Heng walked forward along the flow of people and admired the scenery in the garden, but saw that the entire garden layout was centered on the pool, and all kinds of pavilions and pavilions were built near the water, forming a simple and cheerful, plain and innocent natural style. The north of the hall is the main scenery where it is, the pond is tired of soil and stone to make two mountains, the west mountain is built with the pavilion of "snow fragrance cloud blue", the inscription has the couplet of Wen Zhengming's handwritten book "the cicada noise forest is quieter, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded".

There is a "Pavilion to be frosted" on the east mountain. Between the two mountains, connected with the stream bridge, the mountains are planted with flowers and trees, and the banks are scattered with vines and shrubs, which are full of wild interest.

After walking around, he also focused on the lantern, like most people. Each lantern has a riddle. Some riddles have been cracked, and those that remain are getting harder and harder.

Not far away, more than a dozen people circled around a lantern. Zhou Heng approached and took a look, only to see that it was written, "The mountains are colored from afar, and the water is silent when you hear it closely." The flowers are still in spring, and the birds are not surprised. , type".

With nothing to do, Zhou Heng looked at the anagram on it, thought for a moment, and told the boy who guarded the lamp: "This is a 'painting' word." ”

The lantern boy hurried away, and soon rushed back again, shouting, "Another one is broken."

A butler-like figure approached, removed the anagram from the lantern, and handed him a bamboo folding fan.

Zhou Heng smiled next. I didn't take a few steps and saw a riddle, the riddle is "sorrowful meditation and separation", playing a seven-word Tang poem. Many people dressed as scholars are thinking about lantern riddles. (I'm not going to tell you, I've seen this.) ）

Zhou Heng glanced at it and said that this poem was "like a lawsuit about life".

The crowd was puzzled.

Zhou Heng said: "The mystery comes from the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", which is about the pipa girl telling her undesirable life experience through the music of 'strings and strings covering up sound and thinking'. The crux of this riddle lies in the word 'ping', which is Qu Yuan's character, which means 'it seems to tell Qu Yuan's unwillingness to live in the world'. Everyone admired it so much that they threw themselves to the ground. (Full marks for Chinese Reading Comprehension!)

In this way, Zhou Hengzhan teaed more than ten extremely difficult riddles, and suddenly the housekeeper-like person came over, bowed to the ground, and said, "Sir, my master is invited." ”

Zhou Heng followed the man to an attic. The loft is on a high ground, and standing on it you can see lanterns and crowds on all sides.

A Confucian student in his fifties saw Zhou Heng come in and hurriedly left his seat to greet him.

The guest and the host sat down, and the next person served fragrant tea. The old man said: "The virtuous nephew is only eight buckets, I don't know where he is?"

Zhou Heng hurriedly humbled me: "Xiao Chang'an." I guessed it by chance. ”

The old man asked, "I wonder if the virtuous nephew has ever taken the imperial examination?"

"I'm waiting to take the township exam next year. ”

The old man sighed lightly and said, "If you look at talent, the top three Jinshi are also expected." It's a pity that the court is dim, and it's not a good opportunity to enter the office. ”

Zhou Heng bowed down and said, "But wait for Mr. to explain." (This situation is trying to win me over.) ）

The old man took a sip of tea, instructed his subordinates to close the door, and then said, "I saw that the virtuous nephew was refreshed and clear, and he must not be a treacherous villain, so I told the truth." Now the saint is in a daze, the eunuchs are powerful, the traitors are in power, and the virtuous are brutalized. The old man Wang Xianchen, who was originally the imperial history of the imperial court, said a few words of conscience two years ago because of the destruction of the Su family, but was insulted by the traitor in front of the court. At that time, I decided to quit my career, return to my hometown, and built this garden when I came back. ”

Zhou Heng thought a little in his heart, his face was impassive, and asked, "I don't know who were the people who insulted Mr. at that time?"

The old man walked to the door and looked around, then came back and whispered, "The eunuch Wang Xi and the powerful minister Liu Heng." Then he said hatefully: "Traitors are rampant, and no one can control them." ”

The two chatted for a while, and they felt quite connected. Zhou Heng looked around and saw that there were a lot of books, he had always loved books, and he couldn't help but ask to pay homage. (Actually, I'm also a reader)

The old man is also a book lover, and it is not urgent to have someone to appreciate his book collection, especially such a young man. He smiled slightly and beckoned to Zhou Heng: "Follow me." These books are just decorations, not good books. I also have a library with rare and rare books in the world. ”

Zhou Heng followed the old man through the hall, came to a small courtyard, opened three doors, and entered a room, which was filled with the smell of sandalwood. Sandalwood is lit to protect the collection of books and can prevent the birth of bookworms. There are not many books in the study, the total number is only more than 1,000 volumes, but most of them are ancient books that have been lost for many years. (I don't know what kind of means this old man used to get these books?)

Zhou Heng was full of praise, and when he glanced back at the old man, the old man was already a little proud. (Blowing rainbow farts, business blowing each other)

He took out the poems he had obtained in Zhongnan Mountain from his Qiankun bag and handed them to the old man.

The old man didn't take it seriously at first, and when he opened it, he saw that it was Li Bai's real handwriting, and the poems included were the only ones he had seen in his life, and he immediately sighed and couldn't put it down. (In this case, I shouldn't have taken it out cheaply)

Zhou Heng smiled: "This volume of poems will be given to Mr." (I don't need it anyway, so it's better to exchange it for some benefits)

The old man wanted to be polite, but he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, and his hand was still clenched tightly. (confirmed, you are definitely the viewer in Journey to the West in your previous life)

Zhou Heng was very interested in those ancient books, and took the opportunity to say: "I want to come to Mr. to study here in the past few days, I don't know if it's okay?" (mainly because Li Bai's poem seems to have only one effect, but according to this, I am afraid that all kinds of great powers in the past are cultivated)

The old man hurriedly said, "Okay, where are you staying? Why don't you move in? I have many houses here, and the more you have you, the more lively it is." As he spoke, he urged someone to carry his luggage with him.

Zhou Heng saw that the old man was so enthusiastic, so he moved in.

Early the next morning, someone brought hot water to help him freshen up, and then invited him to the living room for dinner. The old man was already waiting there. The two hurriedly ate snacks and came to the study.

Zhou Heng first browsed the bibliography and found that there were more than 600 books that were very valuable, and most of the rest of the content had been read and there was no need to read them again.

After this period of cultivation, he is now full of energy, and his reading ability has also strengthened several times, and he can finish a book in a few clicks, and at the same time, he will keep it in his heart.

Although he had slowed down and the books were too attractive, he still read them faster and faster, and he actually read more than 90 books in one morning. (The devil knows if there are any hidden benefits)

The old man was not very happy to watch it from the side, but by noon he really couldn't help it, and complained: "Virtuous nephew, you don't have to watch it so fast, right? ”

Zhou Heng smiled slightly and said, "I have already remembered." Then he took out a book at random, "This is what I read an hour ago, and the fifteenth line on page 17 reads, "Lansheng Valley, not for the sake of unobedience." The boat is in the river and sea, not for the sake of not taking and not floating. A gentleman does righteousness, and does not stop for ignorance. ”

The old man took the book and looked at it, and sure enough, it was good, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and looked at Zhou Heng with a look of surprise: "You, you, are simply immortals! How is this possible?"

Zhou Heng took out the "Daozang Overview" from the Qiankun bag and handed it over, saying, "Sir, I also have this book here, which can not only prolong life, but also enhance memory. Would you like to take a look?"

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The old man opened it and looked at it, and said with his jaw bowed: "Huang Laozhixue, I also liked it, I read "Daozang" in the library of Guozijian in my early years, and I was keen on fame at that time, and I didn't care about it. This book seems to be more comprehensive, high-level, very good!" said he took out a book from the dark compartment of a bookcase, and said: "Look at my book, it is all the way to "Daozang", it is very strange, but it is difficult to understand. (Nonsense, who doesn't love immortality?)

Zhou Heng opened it and saw that it was a book of "Liezi Addendum", and there was only one chapter in it, and it was "Liezi Yufeng Xing Hollow Heart Method", which was exactly what he dreamed of! With this mental method, he would be able to cultivate the unity of body and sword! The article was not long, only a few hundred words. He remembered it at a glance, but he felt that the words were fine and tugged at the heartstrings.

When he looked back, the old man was already immersed in the "Overview of the Daozang". After a long time, the old man said to himself, "What is qi, and how can I make the dantian hot?"

Zhou Heng knew that the essence of the elderly was exhausted, and it was extremely difficult to refine the qi, and ordinary people would build a foundation in a hundred days, and the elderly would probably be difficult to succeed in a year. So he took out a pill he had refined to replenish the Zhongzhong and Nourishing Qi, handed it to the old man, and said, "Take this and try it." ”

The old man took the pill, approached his nose and smelled it, feeling a faint fragrance. looked up at Zhou Heng again, and all he saw was sincerity. So he didn't hesitate to put the pill in his mouth. (No, no, no, what you see is my sincerity to my alchemy strength)

Half an hour later, the old man suddenly got up and bowed deeply to Zhou Heng, and said with infinite emotion: "I really want to thank my nephew, I feel that my body is light and my strength is abundant, just like I am more than ten years younger, and my dantian is warm, it seems that I can cultivate Dandao." ”

ps:Note 1,The protagonist practiced before.,It's to hold the sword with divine sense.,Now the practice is to use the divine sense to integrate into the sword.,One is to use another invisible hand to operate the sword to duel.,,One is the hand that the sword itself is yours.,It's equivalent to a low-level version of the human sword unity.。