Chapter 10: Bigu
"Bigu has been in the valley for many years, and it does not touch the grains."
Du Ge, who didn't have any cultivation foundation, listened to it interestingly, so he asked, "Bigu? Do you mean a hunger strike? You haven't eaten or drunk for the past few days, are you also practicing in Bigu? Is it possible to cultivate immortals? I thought you were on a hunger strike these days.
It turns out that I have wanted to open it for a long time, and I want to start again. I really envy you who have a foundation and a master. ”
Qiu Mosheng choked, and didn't know where to start.
He was a real hunger strike.
He didn't want to eat the things in the devil's cave.
He really didn't think about rebuilding, he was just immersed in Master's thoughts of not being able to find anything, and he couldn't think of anything but Master.
But the kid reminded him.
If it is scrapped, it can be repaired again.
No matter how long it takes, he won't give up.
Master once said, "Cultivators, cultivate your mind first." If the heart does not move, all souls gather.
After figuring it out, Qiu Mosheng meditated and began to refine his qi and concentrate.
"Childe? Can a hunger strike really cultivate immortals? Is it the first step in cultivating immortals? What else to do besides a hunger strike? Meditation? ”
"Childe, why don't you choose a better place to sit down? There's a bit of a slump in the area you're sitting on. Is this also the way to cultivate immortals? Want to hone your mind? ”
"Childe, I heard that those who cultivate immortals can live for hundreds of years, and those who become immortals can live for thousands of years. I also heard that the Feng Immortal of Zhongnanxue has lived for almost a thousand years. is the first female fairy in the world, and she can't enter the fairy gate because there are too many fairy rules. Is that so? ”
"Everyone reverates Feng Xian and says that she is the most beautiful in the world, just like an immortal. No, no, no, people are immortals. It's so great to be her apprentice, your master must have taken you to many places, right? ”
"Gong..."
"Shut up! Get out! Qiu Mosheng finally meditated and cultivated, but he was annoyed by this idiot, and he was suddenly upset and irritable.
I don't know the word Master, the last thing he wants to hear is now!
Being reprimanded, Du Ge woke up suddenly, apologized timidly, and obediently withdrew from the dormitory.
..............
In the next few days, Du Ge began to learn to Bigu without eating or drinking.
When he slept, he removed the original soft cushion, laid the thorns and stones he had picked up on the stone couch, and forcibly sat on the stone pile every day to learn and meditate.
Five days later, Du Ge fainted on the stone couch with hunger, and was found by Qiu Nanfeng.
Seeing that the stupid boy was bent on learning something, Qiu Nanfeng thought of the good boy back then.
He just turned three years old, and he learned those brothers and sisters to boxing in the martial arts training field.
The demon cultivators in the Demon Palace don't know how to cook, and Du Ge cooks on weekdays.
Qiu Nanfeng thought of the beauties who were locked up in the dungeon, this was almost enough, it was time to release it.
The dungeon of the Demon Palace is extremely simple, and it is better to say that it is a dungeon than a giant pit of 10,000 people.
The black is pressing, only the ghost fire flickers.
Each cave entrance is guarded by monsters.
Qiu Nanfeng arrived at the entrance of the cave where the beautiful men were imprisoned and unlocked the magic seal, but the scene he saw made Qiu Nanfeng's head bigger.
Mei Gongzi fainted on the dungeon one by one, unconscious.
Qiu Nanfeng sent the little demon cultivators back to the harem one by one.
Among the beautiful sons, Qiu Chen was not found.
After inquiring, I learned that Qiuchen was locked up in other places.
There is a thirteenth-order Warcraft guard.
"Roar..."
The little demon cultivator forgot to tell the Demon Venerable, and the six relatives of this demonic beast did not recognize it.
Only allowed to be locked in, not released.
Taking advantage of the gap between Qiu Nanfeng and the demonic beasts, the little demon cultivator slipped away.
"Roar..."The thirteenth-order demonic beast occupied the entire entrance of the cave, and its body was just enough to cover the entrance of the cave.
One roared at Qiu Nanfeng.
The head horn of the monster was broken.
This head horn is still the magical beast she encountered when she took her apprentices to the rivers and lakes to experience.
It was her apprentice who cut off the other horn.
Qiu Nanfeng couldn't help laughing: "The two of us are a little familiar, remember me?" ”
"Roar... Hiss..."
"It's still so fierce, this entire demon palace is the deity's. You said that you don't want to guard this cave in the future. You don't recognize your six relatives, you are born with too much responsibility. Just keep watching, only admit that guarding this dead reason. Right? ”
Hearing this, the roar of the demonic beast was a little quieter.
Stared at Qiu Nanfeng with a strange look.
It's like exploring where the noodles are.
"Okay, little thing, I'll transfer you out of here, and you help me keep someone."
"Roar..."
"Then make a deal, give you a name, and call it Thirteen."
The thirteenth-order demonic beast nodded and rubbed Qiu Nanfeng's eggshell.
I seem to like the name Thirteen very much.
When he found Qiuchen, he was hung on an iron chain, and the twelve ghost attendants sitting down by the ghost king Jiang Ying took turns to guard it.
Qiu Nanfeng couldn't figure it out, Jiang Ying and the Qiu clan didn't have a deep hatred, why did they have a great grudge against Qiu Chen.
The twelve ghost servants saw that Qiu Nanfeng had no idea.
"Lord Mozun... How did you get here? ”
"Pick up the guy."
"What?"
"Get out of the way."
"Yes."
Really, you have to be rude, this demon path person is really not Sven at all.
Avoided the twelve ghost servants, and the ghost mark was set.
The twelve ghost servants obediently retreated to the side because they expected the ghost mark set by the ghost king, and without the ghost king, the others would not be able to untie it at all.
Even if the Heavenly Demon doesn't know the way of ghosts, he can't unravel this ghost mark.
Hua Aya is bound to be in vain.
Who knew that Qiu Nanfeng directly retreated ten steps away, and the twelve ghosts were stunned.
What's the trick here?
The next moment, a fist-sized black magic ball passed through the ghost fire and directly woke Qiu Chen.
Waking up in a daze, Qiu Chen saw Qiu Nanfeng angry.
"You're coming to see how miserable I am? Or are you going to torture it again? ”
Qiu Nanfeng smiled gently, who did this blood follow.
"Yang flourishes and yin declines, and it is self-defeating. Get out of here and take you to meet someone. ”
The imprisoned Qiuchen calmed down for a moment, knew what he meant, and began to mobilize the aura of his whole body.
Suddenly, the entire cave was filled with masculinity.
The ghost fire is ethereal, and the ghost chain is gone.
Qiuchen stumbled out, silent.
was silent all the way, Qiuchen had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't hold it back.
said that he would meet someone, who knew that Qiu Nanfeng took him to the kitchen.
"See whom? In there? ”
"Let's go cook first."
"Cooking? .... I won't...."Qiuchen has always been the pride of heaven that everyone envies when he was in the south of the snow, and he has never cooked.
After Bigu, he never entered the kitchen again.
At this time, he was asked to cook, and Qiuchen suddenly became popular.
"This is the new method of torturing people?"
"If you are told to do it, you will do it."
"I don't." Qiuchen shook his sleeves and prepared to leave.
Qiu Nanfeng smiled helplessly, "This temper is really... If you don't do it, you won't want to see that person. ”
There were some white radishes in the kitchen, and some cabbage.
Qiuchen doesn't know how to use a knife, he takes an axe and slashes directly.
A piece of radish was cut undecently.
Qiu Nanfeng helped his forehead to make a difficulty.
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind him.
"That's not how you cut vegetables."
The autumn maple was petrified in place, the eggshell motionless.
Ignoring the huge black egg, Qiu Mosheng entered the kitchen, and also ignored the sluggish petrified Qiu Chen.
Pick up the axe and dance in the air, but in the blink of an eye, the radish pieces are neatly cut and displayed on the plate.
Immediately after that, the fire is lit and the vegetables are cooked.
Qiu Mosheng also ignored the sluggish person and turned to leave.
It wasn't until the kitchen was quiet again that Qiuchen regained his senses.
"He's the one you're going to take me to?"
"Yes."
"Isn't Senior Brother Mo Sheng dead?"
"Alive."
"....." Qiuchen couldn't hide his excitement, Senior Brother Mo Sheng was actually alive, it's great.
It's just that... was imprisoned in the Magic Valley for twelve years and became Hua Aya's concubine, and the people of the Chang'an Qiu clan were afraid that they thought he was dead.
With such a look, how dare you recognize your senior brother?
Qiuchen silently withdrew from the kitchen.
When he went out, he happened to meet Qiu Mosheng, who was carrying a pheasant in his hand.
Mao has gone, and there is still some blood.