My wife is an earth immortal, chapter 157, and there is a second painting in the painting

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The cave with a long breeze road, looking at the smoothness of the stone ballast, is obviously not newly built. [Ran^Text^Library] The cave is very deep, but the ventilation effect is very good, and not only is it not oppressive when you come in, but it even feels refreshing. In the depths of the cave, you can faintly hear the sound of spring water dripping: "Di-da, di-da-da......" According to this rhythm, it is estimated that a day is about one side of water.

Thinking about the spring water drawn from Yaoqin Cave like a trickling stream, there are so many people receiving water every day, and finally being able to maintain the flow of the release pond, obviously has nothing to do with this spring water. Scarcity is precious, so the spring water in this cave should be extraordinary, right?

The old lady and Mr. Lian have not yet cultivated, and in the eyes of cultivators, they are considered to be heavy-footed, and they have already alarmed the Qingfeng Dao Chief. Cheng Yunhai had already sensed it, and the Qingfeng Dao Commander hurriedly greeted him, smiling.

Qingfeng Dao Chang is over seventy years old, and his body and face are very different from the last time they met. The last time the Taoist went to the ocean, his body was tough, and it was effortless to carry his hands on his shoulders, especially on his dark face and bright eyes, which made a deep impression on Cheng Yunhai. Unlike the old woman in her sixtieth year, at that time, she and Wu Ju, who had just retired, supported the weak Political Commissar Feng, and they were all deliberately pressing their steps.

When I met again, I saw Qingfeng Dao Chang again, and knew that she had already cultivated well, although she was mentally prepared, she still had a feeling of visual impact. I don't know if it's because of the long-term cultivation in the cave, at this time, Qingfeng Dao Chang's skin is fair, and he even has an illusion of tenderness, and even a few black moles on his cheeks look smart. It may be that he has practiced some kind of footwork, and he walks in a hurry, as if he is jumping lightly, and his gestures are completely the style of young people.

It's just that the bun tied up high, the dark blue and old-fashioned robe, and the mature and deep gaze make people feel that this Taoist chief should be over the age of not confused.

Even the old lady obviously didn't expect such a change in Qingfeng Dao Chang, she opened her mouth wide in astonishment, and said for a long time: "Sister Lianying, why are you so young?" The two have a close relationship and are fellow villagers, and they are both called by their maiden names. It's just that when he heard the words of the old lady, Qingfeng Daoist was also a little stunned, it should be a long-term retreat from the world, and Qingfeng Daoist didn't know that his image had changed a lot.

After all, it is a woman, and it is nature to love beauty, a shy smile appeared on the face of Qingfeng Dao Chang, and he glanced at Cheng Yunhai embarrassedly, and then said to Mrs. Lian: "Fortunately, thanks to Cheng Zhenren's help, I cultivated a year ago." Sister Lanxiang, why haven't you come to see it for so long, I still want to go to Chishan Hokkain at the end of this year, and go to see you by the way. ”

"Oh, that's great, that's great, you're all here for the New Year this year, I'll be waiting for you at home!" Hearing that Qingfeng was also going to Shandong, even the old lady smiled, applauded again and again, and then asked a little strangely: "Sister Lianying, how did I persuade you a few years ago, but you didn't go back, why did you change your mind?" ”

Qingfeng's face was a little lonely, but also relaxed, and he said softly: "When I was a six-year-old child, I built a foundation in Chishan, and I don't know if Shizun is still alive. I collected a kind of spiritual fluid in this mountain, and I want to bring some to Shizun, maybe I can help Shizun improve his cultivation. Shizun had a leg disease back then, and it was extremely inconvenient to go up and down the mountain, and after more than 60 years, I am really afraid that Shizun is no longer there. ”

Speaking of this, Qingfeng Dao Chang turned around and led everyone towards the cave, and a slight choked voice could be heard in his words. It's just that Zhang Lei's face is not very good-looking, and a secret sentence is directly transmitted to Cheng Yunhai's knowledge: "True or false, I can't remember Master for so many years, but now when I mention Master, I guess I think her own master and old man are dead!" Cheng Yunhai patted her head caressing and didn't reply, Zhang Lei glared at her back, and the white hiking shoes stepped on the ground with extra force. Even the sixth sister may have heard such a taste, and her face was a little disdainful, but even the old lady had no guilt.

A few people followed the Qingfeng Road through a long road, about two miles of land, some are artificially developed, some are made in heaven, all the way potholes. Zhang Lei and the old lady wore casual shoes, which were not too laborious. Even the sixth sister is overalls and high heels, although the heel is not high or sharp, but she can't bear to walk briskly on the mountain road. Her forehead was already dripping with sweat, and her steps were a little unsteady.

Cheng Yunhai gave Zhang Lei a secret word and asked her to help Sister Lian Liu. Zhang Lei temporarily loosened the old lady's arm, and gently held Lian Liujie's wrist on the other side, a true yuan entered her body through her wrist, and quickly came to a big Zhou Tian tour, although it was not to cut the meridians and wash the marrow, but it was also dredged from head to toe, so that Lian Liujie could meet the physical conditions for building a foundation, and if she knew the exercises, she could easily build a foundation.

Sister Lian Liu, who dredged the meridians of her whole body, immediately showed a difference, her body was much easier, and her steps were no longer as deep and shallow as before. Even the sixth sister's eyes when she looked at Zhang Lei became very soft, and she almost had a feeling of condensation. Zhang Lei stuck out her tongue, quickly turned around and went back to the other side of the old lady, and continued to walk forward.

The old lady is old, just now Zhang Lei suddenly let go of her arm, grabbed her daughter's wrist on the other side, she stared at the movements of several people, and soon found the sweat drops on her daughter's forehead and the staggering under her feet. Now seeing her daughter walking briskly, I don't know that the master in my mind has already taken action to condition my daughter's body.

The group finally came to a stone chamber. The furnishings here are very simple, but they are also very warm, with a faint taste of the daughter's boudoir. The stone chamber was not the end, and several people passed through several stone chambers one after another, and finally came to the place where the spring water was ticking. It was a small stone house of ** square meters, with the stone milk hanging in the middle constantly dripping turbid spring water, and a well pond was carved on the ground. Half exposed on the ground, one meter long and one meter deep, just caught the day's spring water.

Strangely, a large jade goblet or a one-legged stone tripod was carved next to the pool. The leg is about one foot high, three inches deep, and the wall is only half an inch. The Breeze Captain took out a few small horses from the corner and gave each of them to sit down. She sat down beside the stone tripod by herself, scooped a scoop of water from the pool with water made of stones, and poured it into the stone tripod, which was just full.

Then, she respectfully hugged the stone tripod wall with both hands, and after more than a dozen breaths, the spring water in the tripod began to vaporize, and the mist slowly rose. Everyone didn't speak, they looked patiently at Qingfeng Dao Chang, and after a quarter of an hour, there was a mouthful of water left in Dingzhong. Qingfeng Dao Chang skillfully opened the wooden cork on the side of the stone tripod and poured the sip of water into a jade bottle. This jade bottle is about four inches tall and two inches in diameter. Qingfeng Dao Chang held the jade bottle with both hands again, and another mist rose, and finally there was only a drop of water left in the bottle.

This drop of water looks extraordinary, like a crystal jade bead, round and integrated, unlike an ordinary water droplet, which is pressed by gravity and becomes a small pool, but a perfect liquid bead the size of a bean grain, rolling back and forth at the bottom of the bottle. This should be the spiritual liquid that the Qingfeng Dao Leader said. Everyone saw that Qingfeng Dao Chang took out a jade bottle from his arms, which was slightly different from the one just now, more delicate and translucent.