On the bus on the way back, it was still this group of students, and it took three days before and after, and the original plan was to spend nearly a week on archaeology, but it ended in such a hurry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone's mood is very lost, this archaeological internship can be said to be anticlimactic.

Qin Feng sat by the window of the car, looking at the retreating scenery outside the window.

"The battle of Gule Mountain, the shaman of the Jurchen tribe, there is definitely something good underneath this earth. ”

Qin Feng guessed in his mind that crises are often accompanied by opportunities, and this is clear in Qin Feng's heart.

Touching the cold tiger talisman in his trouser pocket, Qin Feng understood in his heart.

This time, the phantom array was hastily arranged, and this problem was temporarily left to the He family in Jingshi to deal with.

Although the He family has a little fame in the feng shui world, they do not have the strength to excavate this site.

The site of a monk's battlefield, and it is obvious that it has given birth to a very terrifying existence, the He family does not dare to act rashly, not to mention, the key thing, this tiger talisman is still in their hands.

Qin Feng changed his posture and continued to look out the car window, with an intuition in his heart, the tiger talisman in his hand should be very important to this site.

The bus continued to move.

Qin Feng reined in his thoughts and no longer thought about this matter.

In the future, after my cultivation has been improved, I will think about this matter.

Now, his cultivation realm is still too low.

……

When I returned to Kyoto, it was already night.

After a day's drive, I was very tired, and after arriving at Beijing University, everyone dispersed, and this time the archaeology ended in such a daze.

Qin Feng also returned directly to his dormitory.

Wash up briefly, say hello to your roommates, and go to bed.

Life on campus was calm and fulfilling, and Qin Feng began to resume his student life again.

It's been almost two months since I started school.

The weather in Beijing is getting colder, and when you wake up in the morning, you can already feel the breath of winter.

Despite this, Qin Feng still maintained his morning exercise every day.

As a monk, and also a reborn monk, Qin Feng knew in his heart that good physical fitness was very important for the improvement of the cultivation realm.

The playgrounds of Beijing University are all standardized playgrounds with a circle of 400 meters.

Qin Feng is not the only student who runs in the morning, there are many.

Qin Feng, who finished running in the morning, wiped the sweat from his forehead and prepared to go back to the dormitory to wash up.

When I walked out of the playground and crossed the tree-lined path, I suddenly stopped.

Qin Feng's heart was slightly stunned, because just now, he had unexpectedly discovered a faint fluctuation of the monk's aura.

"There are monks?"

Qin Feng muttered, after entering Beijing University, although he said that the scope of his activity circle was very small, it was only two months since he entered the university.

So far, in the school, I have only met the He family in Jingshi, He Guangming, a monk who stepped into the early stage of the Qi cultivation realm.

There are fifty or sixty thousand people in Jingshi University, and Qin Feng also knows in his heart that there must be more than one or two monks.

But at this moment, the real reason why Qin Feng was slightly stunned was that although the fluctuation of the monk's aura just now was weak, it was quite solidified.

With the feeling of one's own divine sense, this is at least the cultivation of the realm of contemplation.

"At this time, there are cultivators' aura fluctuations, most of them should be cultivating. ”

Qin Feng judged it, and the curiosity in his heart suddenly rose.

took a step and walked over according to the direction transmitted by the aura fluctuations.

Qin Feng was still very curious in his heart, there were actually people cultivating in a place like the school with a very strong humanistic atmosphere, and there was no cover-up measure.

"There's not even a disguise formation, this guy is a bit interesting. ”

Ordinary cultivators, especially in schools, or places with a lot of people, arrange formations to cover up their own aura fluctuations, not for fear of being detected by others, but to prevent accidents.

After all, when a monk is cultivating, his vigilance is not high, and secondly, when he is cultivating, it is easy for other monks to judge the situation of his own cultivation realm.

Therefore, every time Qin Feng cultivated, he would cover it up.

The direction in which the aura fluctuations are transmitted is to the right of the tree-lined path.

This side is a small forest, the grove is not big, through the past there is an artificial rockery, next to the rockery is a winding stream.

The layout of Beijing University and the greening are still quite good, and in this era, it also has a special taste.

Qin Feng walked over, and beside the winding stream, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

When Qin Feng saw it, he was dumbfounded again.

Because, judging from the back, this monk is not the student he imagined, but an old man with a full head of white hair, and it can be judged from this that he is at least sixty or seventy years old.

Sure enough, when he got closer, Qin Feng glanced at it from the side, and the wrinkles on his face were already very deep.

I guess I'm 70 years old.

Life is rare in seventy years, and since ancient China, there is such a sentence, which is that seventy years old is considered an advanced age, which is rare.

Of course, compared to today's society, it is not difficult to live to the age of 70.

As the old saying goes, you don't worry at the age of ten, don't regret at the age of 20, stand at 30, don't be confused at 40, know the destiny of heaven at 50, follow your ears at 60, be rare at 70 years old, and be old at 80.

The old man in front of him was already seventy years old, and he was still insisting on cultivating, Qin Feng had a trace of admiration in his heart.

"It's really a matter of dying at night!"

Qin Feng sighed.

The path of a monk in the feng shui realm has been full of twists and turns since ancient times, and it is not easy for this old man to persist in cultivation as a monk, and he is only in the early stage of qi contemplation.

Qin Feng knew in his heart that once a monk lived, it would be difficult to live a long life since ancient times, not that the monk was in bad health, on the contrary, every monk's physical fitness was stronger than that of ordinary people.

However, because monks can peep into the peculiarity of the heavenly machine, it is easy to be contaminated with cause and effect and lose yang longevity, so there are really few monks who have lived a long life since ancient times.

Of course, those monks who have advanced cultivation and mystical mysteries are excluded.

The old man sat cross-legged facing the stream.

In the early morning, there were no people coming and going, Qin Feng was also attracted by the fluctuation of aura, under normal circumstances, no one would come here at this time.

Qin Feng waited quietly on the side, not disturbing the old man's cultivation.

The early realm of Qi Observation was very ordinary for Qin Feng, so Qin Feng's proximity did not make the old man wake up.

Qin Feng also looked at the time, estimating that in a quarter of an hour at most, the old man would finish his cultivation.

That is, when the sun rises.

Really......