Chapter 20: The First Ritual of Mural Painting

Do you need to ask such a simple question?

Leng Chitong frowned.

He looked at Leng Yueming, innocent and unlimited, "Freedom is to do whatever I want, and you don't need to think too much." ”

"Oh? Hehe......" Leng Yueming smiled coldly.

"Do you have anyone you care about?" Leng Yueming continued to ask.

Leng Chitong lowered his head and thought for a while, the figure of the white-robed old man appeared in his mind, and he recalled the wife of the owner who he met by chance before, and finally looked at Leng Yueming in front of him.

Leng Yueming looked at Leng Chitong's expression that suddenly became unnatural, although he didn't know who the person he was thinking about at this time, he already understood it.

Leng Yueming chuckled lightly, and said mysteriously: "It seems that even if you have more heart than ordinary people, you are just an ordinary insider after all." ”

Leng Chitong tilted his head, stunned in place, as if he understood or not.

"Little boy, you don't have to be in a hurry to understand, let's enjoy the freedom you think at the moment in your heart first!" Leng Yueming patted Leng Chitong's immature shoulders, turned away, and a white shadow quickly soared into the air.

Then, a deep voice echoed in the mountains: "If you want to return to the villa, hurry up and conquer the Qihui Danxin!" ”

Before the echo stopped, Leng Chitong saw from afar that Leng Yueming had appeared at the gate of Leng's Villa.

Leng Chitong looked at the empty surroundings, then walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down, and was speechless: "What's the situation...... It wasn't enough for me to be thrown into the Clear Demon Cave by you when I was a child, and now you are throwing me alone on such a high mountain. ”

After a period of grievances, he calmed down and recalled the last words Leng Yueming left when he left.

"Qi Hui Dan Heart?" Leng Chitong repeated in a low voice.

Yes! It's the first name on the previous mural......

It dawned on him.

Leng Chitong carefully and slowly took out the wordless book in his arms, and put it close to his face, his heart was faint, "Master...... Master, if only you were here, you would not be willing to let me be here alone. ”

As he spoke, he kept thinking of the bits and pieces of himself and the white-robed old man in the past.

For Leng Chitong, the white-robed old man was his most important person, if it weren't for the fact that he rescued him from the Clear Demon Cave back then, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, or if he had become a demon or monster, it would not be known.

Leng Chitong seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and thought excitedly: "That's right! Since there is no absolute strength or weakness in the eight major cultivation qi in the world, but in the cultivator himself, is it possible to wake up the master again as long as I cultivate this cold gold qi secret cultivation technique to the peak? I guess I'll be able to have a lot of power by then! Yes! That's for sure! ”

Thinking of this, Leng Chitong seemed to see the dawn of hope, and his heart was extremely excited, as if he had found the strength to move forward alone, and his eyes suddenly returned to the same brilliance as when he was in the Foggy Mountains.

Leng Chitong quickly calmed out the mood fluctuations in his heart, and his mind began to recall the pattern on the first mural he saw in the secret room at that time.

Leng Chitong stood upright, leaned forward slightly, his eyes looked straight ahead, his arms stretched out to the left and right, and after putting on this pose, he stood on tiptoe vigorously, trying to use the fulcrum of his toes to maintain his body balance.

Several hours passed, but there was no progress at all, and as soon as he stood on tiptoe, his body immediately swayed from side to side, and countless failures had to make him surrender for the time being.

It turns out that this position is so difficult!

Leng Chitong was surprised in his heart.

After a long time, he was finally exhausted to the extreme, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

"Whirring ......"

Leng Chitong gasped.

He twisted himself and lay on the ground, and his heart suddenly became a little confused.

Am I not suitable for cultivating Cold Gold Qi at all? However, didn't Master say that I have spiritual eyes, and my heart has a lot more insight than ordinary cultivators? Could it be that he was wrong......

Leng Chitong stared blankly at the sky, full of confusion, constantly wandering at the intersection of self-doubt.

Suddenly, he shook his head violently, "No, no, no, no!" Why did I just give up? No way! I'll have to try again! ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly came to his senses again, and suddenly stood up again.

After a few deep breaths, he repeated the same action again, again, again, again.

Unfortunately, he still can't use his toes to maintain his balance.

After countless failures, he stopped repeating his movements.

At this point, he sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to look down and think, "Am I missing some important information?" ”

He pondered and wondered alone, and the first mural he had seen in the secret room a few days ago appeared in his mind countless times, and he secretly compared his actions just now with the movements of the characters in the mural in his memory.

"Well, the hand is right, and as for the body, he is also standing straight, leaning forward slightly. But why not......" he muttered to himself.

However, the toes of the people in the picture seem to be touching the ground a little less. But how can that stand! That's unlikely, right...... Am I mistaken?

Leng Chitong inexplicably fell into an inexplicable puzzle, as if he had entered a fog where he could not see the exact direction, and he had no clear idea at all.

"Wait! The toes of the person in the picture don't seem to be close to the ground? Leng Chitong thumped his head, trying his best to restore every detail of the picture in his memory, and he always felt as if he had overlooked something important.

"That's right! The end of the toe is not close to the ground, but slightly off the ground!? But wouldn't that be even more impossible! The picture in Leng Chitong's mind became clearer and clearer, but he couldn't believe it, and called it impossible.

But, he remembers, it was!

Although he has been trying to understand the mystery of this posture for most of the day, it still seems that it is just a bamboo basket to draw water, and the original excited heart has gradually cooled the initial passion with repeated failures.

However, night came unexpectedly, and the mountains in the dark night were only lit up with stars and a faint light.

"Gurgling ......"

A sound came from Leng Chitong's abdomen, he looked down at his stomach, and couldn't help but complain: "Even if you want me to cultivate well, you won't even bring me food to eat!" If it weren't for this protest, I would have almost forgotten that I hadn't eaten yet......"

Oh, my miserable life!

Leng Chitong sighed in his heart, and in desperation, he had no choice but to drag his tired and hungry body around the mountain.

Although he looked closely, he found nothing to eat.

"Could it be that I'm going to starve to death here for no reason?" Leng Chitong looked up to the sky and called, and his heart was inexplicably sour.

But at this time, he was really hungry and had no strength, and sat on the ground.

"I guess I won't be hungry when I fall asleep." Leng Chitong thought about it in a daze, so he fell on the grass and fell asleep.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew.

On the mountain in the dark night, a white shadow quietly came, and after a long time, the white shadow settled, and it turned out to be a cold moonlight!

He walked over to Leng Chitong and looked at it, and whispered to himself strangely: "Isn't there a fruit tree next to here?" You can still be starved like this! If I don't come and see, will I starve to death? ”

You kid, it's really worry-free!

Leng Yueming shook her head lightly.

So, he walked a few hundred meters northwest and stopped in front of a large tree.

He looked up at the wild fruit tree in front of him.

The tree grows very tall, but the fruit of this season is surprisingly small and unnoticeable.

"I was careless, so I didn't come to the fruit tree earlier." After Leng Yueming finished speaking, he flicked his fingers at the crown of the tree five or six times, and five or six fruits fell in an instant.

He picked up three fruits, left the other two at the foot of the tree, and walked back to Leng Chitong's side.

After Leng Yueming left the fruit in his hand by his side, he looked at Leng Chitong in a daze.

He couldn't understand why every time he saw this teenager, he had a different emotion haunting his heart.

After a long pause, he disappeared into the hill again.

......

Leng Chitong opened his confused eyes, looked at the already bright sky, touched his already hungry stomach with both hands, thoughtfully recalled the dream of last night, and secretly pondered it repeatedly in his heart.

What appeared in the dream was the "Qi Hui Dan Heart" diagram that he had been thinking about for a long time yesterday, and what was even more strange was that the diagram became extremely clear in his dream.

Only then did he realize that he had been looking straight ahead with his eyes straight ahead yesterday, while the person in the picture had his eyes closed.

Qi Hui Dan Heart......

Leng Chitong kept muttering the name of the first form in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly recalled that although the white-robed old man had closed his eyes tightly in the Ice Palace, he had always been able to avoid his pranks.

Intention!?

Leng Chitong was suddenly startled.

Just as he was about to stand up and try again, his eyes lit up and he found a few fruits beside him.

Hey? How is this a few more fruits?

He didn't care about it anymore, and hurriedly ate it with relish.

After eating, he patted his stomach, but it still didn't seem to be enough fun.

Strange, is there a fruit tree around here?

Thinking of this, Leng Chitong decided to look for it nearby.

It didn't take long for him to notice two fruits scattered under a large tree not far away, exactly the same as the one he had just eaten.

After he had eaten one of the fruits in high spirits, he looked up at the tree above him, and then he noticed the scattered fruits hidden behind the leaves.

How could this fruit come to the place where I was lying at such a distance?

Leng Chitong looked back at the place where he spent the night yesterday, and always felt that something was wrong.

Did someone come up here last night? But who can do that......

Leng Chitong pondered in his heart.

Master!?

Leng Yueming's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Sure enough, he is a cold-blooded person, and he is really ruthless when he sees me like this and doesn't take me back......

Although Leng Chitong was full of complaints, he still couldn't help laughing stupidly.

He looked down at the fruit in his hand, polished it with his clothes, carefully tucked it in his bosom, and placed it next to the wordless book.

10.11.2019